NOTE: WILL START WHEN WE GET AT LEAST 3 PEOPLE! ALWAYS LOOKING TO ADD MORE THOUGH!! :)

((OOC: :D Joined))

(Let's begin...)
I sat staring at the screen, searching for the ones humans call "freaks" to save. 3 smal blips appeared on my map. I muttered my portal spell and gave the "freaks" a chance. I began to speak slowly and calmly. "Shhh... Don't be afraid of me," I said "I want to help you, "freak"." That one word always cut into them. Made them angry at the humans. "Step into my world and it will all end." I told them. I opened the next portal beside me so that they could enter. As I waited I practiced one of the more complecated spells I knew. All my spells delt with fire, even the portal. I waited as they decided weather or not to use their new option at life.

Drek'thul stared at the creature through his war helm, noted his power and immediately thought he was one of the divine. He stood up to his full height, and unsheathed his great sword, stabbing it into the ground while bowing his head, as per holaic custom. "I do not fear thee (you), thy (my) lord and master." He says with a voice like thunder, "with power of one as such as thee (you), thee (you) must be one of the divine, neh (no)?" He sighs which sounded like the cross between a snake hiss and a wolf growl, "I submit to thee (you)." Then he sheathed his sword and crouches down to all fours,his ripped cloak parting on both sides of his body, showing a couple plates in his armor, looking almost like a saddle, and walks up to the creature, while still on all fours, is almost at head hight, and offers himself as a mount, "if thee (you) are a divine, than I, thou (your) protector. The spikes on thy (my) helm should suffice as a rein." He scratched the ground with a talon like finger, sniffs it, then the air, then turns his head back to the creature. "Thy (my) name is Drek'thul, high knight of the Holaics." He quickly looks to his right anxiously then looked back, "I submit to thou (your) offer".

Through my deep concentration on all the spells I had going, I could still think of all the reasons I hated the humans. One- They call me "freak". Two- They hate me. Three- They are unable to see how anyone who is differant could be good. I would go on, but the fire I have been holding has fed off all my rage and is now taller than me, and I stand at 5' 11" which is quite tall for a girl. I transform into a raven and fly around in my small room as I wait for the "freaks" to make a choice. Now thinking as a bird, I hear nothing but the flapping of my wings, which helps me focus on calming myself. I change back to my regular form after a few minutes and continue powering the portals. "Ugh! These guys take forever to decide!" I complained.

Cora materialized noting the wolf like creature and whatever the other was, "hello Drek'thul" she said, while floating an inch off the ground. She looked back toward the other creature. Her elfish image flickered as the ghostly half of her body took hold. She winced in pain and became slightly transparent, "if you can fix this, I'll join.".

She peeks out of an alleyway and sees Cora and Drek'thul. "Are those police? I don't think they're police." She steps out, trying to stay hidden. She reaches into her pocket and rubs a small black rock. A broken watch is hanging partially out of her pocket. The ends of her pant legs are singed and black. Her grey eyes scan the area before she steps out. She tries to walk past them, but when she gets ten feet from Cora and Drek'thul, the tip of her shoe bursts into flame. "Gah!" She stomps it out and turns to them. "Sorry! Quite sorry!"

Drek'thul turned his wolfish body showing his helmeted head. His eyes glowed then it started raining, hard, and seemingly from nowhere on a cloudless day. He then threw one of the charmed amulets from around his neck to Cora. "That should help stabilize thee problem." He stood, "I'll stand guard". He threw an ice sickle at the lock on the fire escape which shattered them both, causing the fire escape ladder to fall. He leapt up the ladder nimbly then hopped onto the roof where he crouched, and watched over the others.

Cora caught the amulet with surprise. She was expecting it to go through her. She put it on and she solidified and took a breath. She smiled and hugged the wolfish creature named Drek'thul before he could leave, "you wouldn't believe how long I've been wanting to do that!"

She looks at Cora. "H-hi, I'm Annika. I'm 19." She brushes her hair from her face and sighs. "What's your name?" She nervously rubs the rock in her pocket. Mumbling something in German, she looks to her shadow, which seems to look back at her. She shivers. "Gosh, heebie-jeebies."

"Cora, Cora Wolfe." She said twisted the amulet that was around her neck, then gestures the the worgen (humanoid wolf-like creature) "that's Drek'thul. And I'm 25." She stared off over the building toward Drek'thul in curious wonder. "Hay drek, where are you from exactly?

Drek'thul sniffed the air, standing on two legs. He rested his hand on the mini water tower attached to the roof next to him, his sharp claws pierced the metal and gallons of water poured out, which when it came in contact with his skin/fur, froze into solid ice. He cursed, then bashed the ice with his other fist until it shattered. "I'm from the north." He said. Then for an unknown reason, he let out a shivering howl, that sent anyone or anything within ear shot of it on the edge. Then he snorted. And leapt with more grace anyone (minus the ones who knows a worgen) would think their frames would allow, and farther, than any other creature alive (not magic or bionic assisted) and landed on the roof of a building across the street.

Cora was about to ask where in the north and what north when she noticed the water coming off the roof and went to jump out of the way, but couldn't before she got drenched. She looked down at her leather and plate armor, lifting her arms up to shoulder hight. She looked up towards Drek'thul, "really? Really?! Ugh," she looked down at her armored clothing, her sopping white hair, with red highlights, stuck to her face and neck, though she appeared to not notice. She let out a black flame (symbol of the shadowlanders and dark power) and dried herself off, her eyes glowed with dark energy as the death knight named Cora withdrew the dark magic into her elfin self. Then, pulling a hood over her head, she walked across the street to chew out Drek'thul

"Greetings. I am Myst Opalit, the one who has brought you here," I say "As long as you remain in my realm, you will be safe. However, if you choose to leave, you will NOT be able to come back." At that, I shift into a raven and fly off to the home I've made, leaving the three new commers to do whatever they want. I flap slowly, enjoing my flight and feeling the wind trail beneath my wings. I arrive at my home in the treetops and change back to my normal form. I throw some fire into my furnace and sit down to read. After a few hours I begin to feel exhausted. I put my book back down on the table and lay my recliner back.
As I drift off, I imagine what who may come to my realm in the future.

((OOC: Ya'll are in Pypheria right now, right? It's hard to tell. Sometimes I think 'yeah...' but then it's like 'nahh...'))

Drek'thul wandered on the roof tops, wishing he was in a forest. He wandered boredly in the empty city. "Reminds me like chernobyl." He said to himself. He sniffed the air again then jumped down and walked into an empty meat shop . He sniffed around then walked into the back freezer stood up and unhooked one of the dead cows dragging it out of the shop. He threw a small bag of gold coins onto the counter. Then started to eat the meat.

Luna stared at the portal nervously. She'd been watching it for a while now. It's edges feathered weirdly. It was as if the matter in the air itself was tearing open to provide this entrance to some unknown place. She heard muffled noises coming from the portal. Like noises under water. She took a deep breath. She had better step through before it dissipated. The sane part of her screamed at her like she was some crazy person, but the curious part of her told her this might be a one in a life time chance. So she stepped through. It felt weird. Like stepping through a thick stream of water, but she was still dry. Her eyes were blurry at first, confused with the sudden change in the air. It felt different. She knew the part of her that could sense auras could sense it. Eventually her eyes cleared and she blinked a few times.
She had stepped into a dank alley way and shivered. The sky was different. The air was different. The pressure of the air was different. Even the way the air tasted and felt in her lungs were different. Her curiosity was overwhelming now. Where was she? Why had their been a portal back at... she wanted to say earth, but what if she was still there? She shook her head. No. This was different.
The noises had faded and she grew a little frantic. What if this place was empty? What if she'd just stuck herself in an empty pit to never see one person again. To live the rest of eternity here because she was sure Hailey's comet never passed over this land... but what if that didn't matter? She still had yet to really know how that worked and would worry about that later. For now it would be to figure out where she was.
She hurried out of the alley way, having sensed something running around in the shadows. Maybe a rodent... did this place had rodents?
She felt cold then. She hadn't really thought ahead and only wore a cropped floral tank that ended just above her ribs. The white bohemian skirt fluttered around her softly and her bare feet puckered at the cold cement below her. Her white blonde hair fell in front of her eyes and she quickly tied her bangs back with the lilac scarf that hung around her neck along with an assortment of beaded necklaces and pendents.

Myst changed into a raven and took off toward the new "freak" who had just entered. She landed on a roof and watched as the person walked by. She cawed out to get the newbie's attention. She glided off the roof and changed back into her regular form as she landed. "Hello. I am Myst Opalit. Welcome to Pypheria," she said calmly, "You are safe here." Myst stared at the new girl. She wore a floral crop-top with a bohemian skirt. Her light hair was tied in a scarf.