Introduction
Fantasia
For some time now, wizards, mages, and summoners were on decent terms with each other, the guilds usually getting along. However, unknown to the human guilds, the guilds of different races had been waging wars with eachother for years. In fact, different races were once thought to be something out of a fairy tale, however, their presence has been made known recently, and is not completely accepted by everyone. However recently, the Fantasia guild's chairman recently decided it was unfair to be bias against different races and has been inviting in new members to join. Though, because of this, the other guilds of different races are now starting to target them because they do not want one of the most powerful guilds to be in the middle of their long waged wars. Some place elsewhere, Shadow, has been recruiting all races also, however for more unpleasant things. At the moment however, only those being recruiting knows its location and their intentions.
As well as unknown to everyone, several humans, nor wizards or mages but average humans have decided to hunt down the off races in Fantasia. Because Fantasia is a very popular and beloved guild by most people, they do not accept the different races in them and believe its being corrupted and polluted. They have formed a small group and will take it upon themselves to take out the trash.
Soon, all hell will break loose in the magical world.
Alright! I'm going to try something and mix a few existing animes/stories together in to one mash up role play. Hope things turn out well.
Races:
Human: The most common races are human, it's what you will see around most places. Humans have no special ability nor looks.
Vampires: Most keep to themselves, or stay near other vampires, however there have been exceptions recently. Vampires range from pale, to extremely pale. They are usually sensitive to sunlight, though it doesn't physically harm them nor does it mean they dislike it. They are more adapt to the night, and yes they do drink blood. However, it can be from anything which bares blood. Not all vampires are evil nor are they all good. They tend to be more agile and fast than most people (no not super fast like twilight nor do they shine in the sun.) It is also said that vampires can taste the feelings of their mates when drinking their blood.
Sub info: Royal vampires. Royals are extremely rare and there is only a few of them in the world. They are the most powerful of vampires, and sometimes though at later ages, can learn more than the average magic user. (Example: Can adapt to more than one element, more spells, or more summons.) However, they are usually the first to be in danger because of the imbalance in power they bring. Most royals have one or two wizards or mages which watch after them.
Demons: Because they have no distinguished traits they look just like humans, however they can be figured out by their personality. They are dark and twisted most of the time though not all entirely evil. However most tend to be. Demons are rare and have a great amount of physical endurance.
Werewolves: A dying breed. Werewolves are more like shape shifters, and change into their wolf form at will, not by the presence of a full moon. They tend to be more muscular and have enhanced senses when in their wolf form, along with they pick up the traits of a wolf. They come in all shapes and sizes when changed.
Sub info: Pure breeds. Pure breeds tend to be children of two full werewolves whom are extremely strong magical users. They tend to be good in defensive magics. However, there are very few in existance.
Types: There are two different types of magics in existence. There are mages and there are wizards. Mages, are also known to be elementalists, in which can control one single element and manipulate their element in many different ways. Then there are wizards, who know specific spells and are also known as castors because their spells are recited. Wizards must learn there spells from books, and can only know a certain amount of spells depending on their level of training.
Abilities: For mages, they can control one of the following elements: Wind, water, fire, earth, ice, lightning, light, darkness. The first four being the most common elements, and the last three being the rarest and hardest to control. Most do not master lightning, light, or darkness until an older age. However, they do not start out knowing and mastering the element. They first, know a tiny bit of wind, water, fire, and earth. However their control is lacking and the power is limited, in their teenage years they then gain control of one, or some the more rare elements are replaced. From then they progress with their element.
For wizards, they are able to learn spells, however can never control any element. Nor are they able to heal, no one is. from 14-16 they can learn up to 3 spells. 16-17 4 spells. 18-20 5. From 21 onward it depends on the individuals solo training and the amount of power they hold.
For summoners, who are extremely rare and for the most part the weaker of the mages or at least undervalued, they are able to summon creatures whom they have created contract with. Once they create a contract with a creature, they are contracted with them for life. They must choose carefully. They can only have three in a life time. They can only also summon one at a time.
Hunters: Hunters are normal humans with no magical abilities whom have a hatred for the other races. Though they do not have magical powers they tend to be skilled with weapons and tactics. And recently, some have gotten their hands on some pretty interesting weapons..they may even hold their own with the magical users.
Guilds:
Guilds are places in which all wizards and mages die to get into. They house wizards and mages, consist of a chairman to guide them, give them jobs, and have mentors which help the mages and wizards progress with their magic. Usually, humans stuck to human guilds, vampires in vampire guilds, etc. The same went for intentions, those who had back intentions were hidden away in their own guilds. Now, one of the most notorious guilds Fantasia, has been accepting all kinds of members. Granted, all their old members are humans, but their chairman has decided it is unfair to not let others in. However along with this another guild has been letting anyone in, Shadow...but because they are hidden away and keep to themselves no one knows their intentions just yet.
Guild List:
Fantasia: The most notorious and popular guild around. It is full of youngsters though still houses it's old timers. It is now letting in all races. This is one of the most powerful guilds around. However, they tend to cause trouble now and again. The chairman however is carefree and can be oblivious too it at times.
Amaranth: A human only guild, they are of normal size and are on good terms with Fantasia. They are slowly becoming weary of their new members however, as they do not accept non humans themselves.
Shadow: Known for the darkest and worst of witches and wizards. They show no mercy and are always up to no good. However, whenever they are not up to something, they seem to never be able to be found. They have been letting in new members recently.
Witchblade: A vampire only guild, no one knows much about it because they tend to keep to themselves, or at least they used to.
Eternal Wings: An all demon guild. Tend to get themselves into trouble a lot. Not too friendly.
Moonlight: The Werewolf guild. Small in size, but the members tend to be friendly. However because there are so little werewolves in existance they tend to be on the downlow should a situation arise.
Jobs:
There as such jobs that are posted on the bulletin boards of the guilds that can be done to earn currency. Some people go alone and some people on a team. Jobs can involve fighting or no fighting, they are for all different types of things, the harder they are the more money they give.
Rules:
No god modding
No one can heal with any element don't make yourself a healer
Please tell me if you are leaving try to post everyday
Lets all just make one character first shall we? (Exception is if you make a mentor, you can double with one.)
Anime pictures only
This is a literate roleplay, I except no less than three good paragraphs each post.
No speed posting or one liners
Use the OOC for and ideas or questions
All mentors must be 21+ in age
We need chairman for Shadow, Amaranth, and Fantasy.
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Teacher: (You do not need a mentor, you can choose to have one or not, if you have one they must have similar abilities and not all guilds have certain ability mentors. Or instead, if you are a mentor list so here, you must be 21+ to be a mentor and must have been in the guild for 2+ years and are generally one of the strongest magical users.)
Group: (This is if you have a group you do jobs with, such as a team, list them here. Though it is not needed.)
Personality:
Biography: (Please also include how long you have been in the guild and some of your history in it.)
Physical description:
Romantic interest:
Hunter Profile
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Other:
For some time now, wizards, mages, and summoners were on decent terms with each other, the guilds usually getting along. However, unknown to the human guilds, the guilds of different races had been waging wars with eachother for years. In fact, different races were once thought to be something out of a fairy tale, however, their presence has been made known recently, and is not completely accepted by everyone. However recently, the Fantasia guild's chairman recently decided it was unfair to be bias against different races and has been inviting in new members to join. Though, because of this, the other guilds of different races are now starting to target them because they do not want one of the most powerful guilds to be in the middle of their long waged wars. Some place elsewhere, Shadow, has been recruiting all races also, however for more unpleasant things. At the moment however, only those being recruiting knows its location and their intentions.
As well as unknown to everyone, several humans, nor wizards or mages but average humans have decided to hunt down the off races in Fantasia. Because Fantasia is a very popular and beloved guild by most people, they do not accept the different races in them and believe its being corrupted and polluted. They have formed a small group and will take it upon themselves to take out the trash.
Soon, all hell will break loose in the magical world.
Alright! I'm going to try something and mix a few existing animes/stories together in to one mash up role play. Hope things turn out well.
Races:
Human: The most common races are human, it's what you will see around most places. Humans have no special ability nor looks.
Vampires: Most keep to themselves, or stay near other vampires, however there have been exceptions recently. Vampires range from pale, to extremely pale. They are usually sensitive to sunlight, though it doesn't physically harm them nor does it mean they dislike it. They are more adapt to the night, and yes they do drink blood. However, it can be from anything which bares blood. Not all vampires are evil nor are they all good. They tend to be more agile and fast than most people (no not super fast like twilight nor do they shine in the sun.) It is also said that vampires can taste the feelings of their mates when drinking their blood.
Sub info: Royal vampires. Royals are extremely rare and there is only a few of them in the world. They are the most powerful of vampires, and sometimes though at later ages, can learn more than the average magic user. (Example: Can adapt to more than one element, more spells, or more summons.) However, they are usually the first to be in danger because of the imbalance in power they bring. Most royals have one or two wizards or mages which watch after them.
Demons: Because they have no distinguished traits they look just like humans, however they can be figured out by their personality. They are dark and twisted most of the time though not all entirely evil. However most tend to be. Demons are rare and have a great amount of physical endurance.
Werewolves: A dying breed. Werewolves are more like shape shifters, and change into their wolf form at will, not by the presence of a full moon. They tend to be more muscular and have enhanced senses when in their wolf form, along with they pick up the traits of a wolf. They come in all shapes and sizes when changed.
Sub info: Pure breeds. Pure breeds tend to be children of two full werewolves whom are extremely strong magical users. They tend to be good in defensive magics. However, there are very few in existance.
Types: There are two different types of magics in existence. There are mages and there are wizards. Mages, are also known to be elementalists, in which can control one single element and manipulate their element in many different ways. Then there are wizards, who know specific spells and are also known as castors because their spells are recited. Wizards must learn there spells from books, and can only know a certain amount of spells depending on their level of training.
Abilities: For mages, they can control one of the following elements: Wind, water, fire, earth, ice, lightning, light, darkness. The first four being the most common elements, and the last three being the rarest and hardest to control. Most do not master lightning, light, or darkness until an older age. However, they do not start out knowing and mastering the element. They first, know a tiny bit of wind, water, fire, and earth. However their control is lacking and the power is limited, in their teenage years they then gain control of one, or some the more rare elements are replaced. From then they progress with their element.
For wizards, they are able to learn spells, however can never control any element. Nor are they able to heal, no one is. from 14-16 they can learn up to 3 spells. 16-17 4 spells. 18-20 5. From 21 onward it depends on the individuals solo training and the amount of power they hold.
For summoners, who are extremely rare and for the most part the weaker of the mages or at least undervalued, they are able to summon creatures whom they have created contract with. Once they create a contract with a creature, they are contracted with them for life. They must choose carefully. They can only have three in a life time. They can only also summon one at a time.
Hunters: Hunters are normal humans with no magical abilities whom have a hatred for the other races. Though they do not have magical powers they tend to be skilled with weapons and tactics. And recently, some have gotten their hands on some pretty interesting weapons..they may even hold their own with the magical users.
Guilds:
Guilds are places in which all wizards and mages die to get into. They house wizards and mages, consist of a chairman to guide them, give them jobs, and have mentors which help the mages and wizards progress with their magic. Usually, humans stuck to human guilds, vampires in vampire guilds, etc. The same went for intentions, those who had back intentions were hidden away in their own guilds. Now, one of the most notorious guilds Fantasia, has been accepting all kinds of members. Granted, all their old members are humans, but their chairman has decided it is unfair to not let others in. However along with this another guild has been letting anyone in, Shadow...but because they are hidden away and keep to themselves no one knows their intentions just yet.
Guild List:
Fantasia: The most notorious and popular guild around. It is full of youngsters though still houses it's old timers. It is now letting in all races. This is one of the most powerful guilds around. However, they tend to cause trouble now and again. The chairman however is carefree and can be oblivious too it at times.
Amaranth: A human only guild, they are of normal size and are on good terms with Fantasia. They are slowly becoming weary of their new members however, as they do not accept non humans themselves.
Shadow: Known for the darkest and worst of witches and wizards. They show no mercy and are always up to no good. However, whenever they are not up to something, they seem to never be able to be found. They have been letting in new members recently.
Witchblade: A vampire only guild, no one knows much about it because they tend to keep to themselves, or at least they used to.
Eternal Wings: An all demon guild. Tend to get themselves into trouble a lot. Not too friendly.
Moonlight: The Werewolf guild. Small in size, but the members tend to be friendly. However because there are so little werewolves in existance they tend to be on the downlow should a situation arise.
Jobs:
There as such jobs that are posted on the bulletin boards of the guilds that can be done to earn currency. Some people go alone and some people on a team. Jobs can involve fighting or no fighting, they are for all different types of things, the harder they are the more money they give.
Rules:
No god modding
No one can heal with any element don't make yourself a healer
Please tell me if you are leaving try to post everyday
Lets all just make one character first shall we? (Exception is if you make a mentor, you can double with one.)
Anime pictures only
This is a literate roleplay, I except no less than three good paragraphs each post.
No speed posting or one liners
Use the OOC for and ideas or questions
All mentors must be 21+ in age
We need chairman for Shadow, Amaranth, and Fantasy.
Magical user profile
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Name:
Age:
Gender:
Orientation:
Race:
Type:
Ability:
Guild:
Teacher: (You do not need a mentor, you can choose to have one or not, if you have one they must have similar abilities and not all guilds have certain ability mentors. Or instead, if you are a mentor list so here, you must be 21+ to be a mentor and must have been in the guild for 2+ years and are generally one of the strongest magical users.)
Group: (This is if you have a group you do jobs with, such as a team, list them here. Though it is not needed.)
Personality:
Biography: (Please also include how long you have been in the guild and some of your history in it.)
Physical description:
Romantic interest:
Hunter Profile
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Orientation:
Personalty:
Biography:
Weapons:
Other:
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"Am I really a monster?" the girl said, her eyes glossed over and her head down. "Don't listen to them sweetie, they don't know what they're talking about, you're no monster." Analea stopped and looked at the man next to her. She couldn't help but force a smile, as weak as it was. Remi was his name. He was her part human part werewolf contracted summon. She had met him not too long ago, and had contracted him while in his wolf form, not knowing he was a werewolf at all. But surprise surprise, she was now contracted with an actual person - for the rest of her life. Recently, everyone that saw them together got the wrong idea, they kept calling her a monster, and it was rumored she enslaved human beings. Analea wasn't really good at standing up for herself, so it ended up being Remi who did so. Remi wrapped his arm around her waist and tried to comfort her, while staring daggers at all the surrounding people. Walking through Avalon together should have been much easier, but people were so judgemental of things that they didn't understand.
Avalon itself was exactly how she remembered it, it was summer now and the weather was hot though luckily not humid today. The roads were full of people, both magical and non magical alike. Analea figured there were possibly other races among them, but she wasn't good at recognizing the differences, though Remi was. For some reason, he tended to keep quiet about that sort of thing, she remembered when she first contracted him he was very hush hush about his so called world. She didn't even know werewolves existed until he talked to her. Analea was coming back from her year long absence. She had temporarily left Fantasia to train some more, as she felt she was inferior to the others there. She hadn't been there too long in the first place, but she wanted to be as strong as the others, she she did some soul searching and training with her summons. She wondered, as she walked, if Fantasia had changed any. She heard about Fantasia now accepting vampires, werewolves, and demons. She wasn't sure why but Remi seemed to not be fond of vampires. Analea had no hatred towards any type of person, she always judged based on how she was treated.
Analea was wearing a white dress, short in length which blew with the slight breeze, though hot. She had white flats on, and her orange hair was down and slightly messy due to the wind. She hadn't changed any in general appearance, though she did have different ways of looking at things. "I wonder how much I have missed, will they even remember me?" she asked Remi, though not really expecting an answer. "Of course they will." He said reassuringly. Remi, was wearing a pair of tight black jeans, with a short sleeved white graphic tee, and black sneakers. The two of them didn't look like master and summon, but boyfriend and girlfriend, or something of the sort. As of this moment, Analea was the only person to ever contract...with another person. Granted, she didn't do it knowingly, though it actually took a great deal of magical power. They walked in silence towards Fantasia, passing such things as weapon shops, potion shops, banks, magical schools, and so forth. It was early, about eight in the morning, a time at which Analea didn't really like being awake, Remi seemed to feel the same but didn't complain about it.The areas around the magical guilds were always so beautiful, they were so colorful and sometimes enchanted with magic. Fantasia especially. The building itself was three stories tall, and painted with cool colors only, around it was some sort of enchanted garden, obviously done by one of the earth users, or a skilled wizard. The flowers were all of cool colors as well, and the sparkled and glowed.
"Alright we're here." she said to Remi, as they briefly stopped in front of the building. "So this is the notorious Fantasia then?" he asked her, seemingly not impressed. "Well...I mean..." she wasn't sure how to say that, smart remarks were not really her forte. Remi then let go of her, and started walking in on his own. "Wait! You can't just go in without me! They won't let you inside!" she shouted, as she ran after him, and then stopped by his side. "Silly, I wasn't going to go in without you." she smiled. "Oh. Okay." she said, smiling back. The two of them then walked into Fantasia and made their way to what was the bar and eating area. " The same person that always served food was standing there, she was a girl in her early twenties. Analea had always remembered her to be very quiet, and she seemed to not have changed. "Analea?" she asked, surprised to see her. "Hey Allie." Analea then sat down on one of the stools and leaned her head against the table. "Are you tired? Where have you been I didn't think you were coming back." Analea smiled to herself, "Um..around." she said. Remi then sat next to her and looked at her with a concerned look on his face. "You need to sleep, we've been walking for hours, you know you should have let me carry you." Analea looked at Remi and frowned. "I'm fine." she said, obviously lying, as she felt like she would pass out sometime soon. "You're a horrible liar." he said, and with that he got up and picked her up, walking to the middle of the room. "Remi! Remi - " He looked at her with warm gentle eyes. "Shhh. Alright now...tell me there is some place I can take you to sleep." Analea turned a bright red color, she hadn't even said hello to everyone. "...upstairs."
Avalon itself was exactly how she remembered it, it was summer now and the weather was hot though luckily not humid today. The roads were full of people, both magical and non magical alike. Analea figured there were possibly other races among them, but she wasn't good at recognizing the differences, though Remi was. For some reason, he tended to keep quiet about that sort of thing, she remembered when she first contracted him he was very hush hush about his so called world. She didn't even know werewolves existed until he talked to her. Analea was coming back from her year long absence. She had temporarily left Fantasia to train some more, as she felt she was inferior to the others there. She hadn't been there too long in the first place, but she wanted to be as strong as the others, she she did some soul searching and training with her summons. She wondered, as she walked, if Fantasia had changed any. She heard about Fantasia now accepting vampires, werewolves, and demons. She wasn't sure why but Remi seemed to not be fond of vampires. Analea had no hatred towards any type of person, she always judged based on how she was treated.
Analea was wearing a white dress, short in length which blew with the slight breeze, though hot. She had white flats on, and her orange hair was down and slightly messy due to the wind. She hadn't changed any in general appearance, though she did have different ways of looking at things. "I wonder how much I have missed, will they even remember me?" she asked Remi, though not really expecting an answer. "Of course they will." He said reassuringly. Remi, was wearing a pair of tight black jeans, with a short sleeved white graphic tee, and black sneakers. The two of them didn't look like master and summon, but boyfriend and girlfriend, or something of the sort. As of this moment, Analea was the only person to ever contract...with another person. Granted, she didn't do it knowingly, though it actually took a great deal of magical power. They walked in silence towards Fantasia, passing such things as weapon shops, potion shops, banks, magical schools, and so forth. It was early, about eight in the morning, a time at which Analea didn't really like being awake, Remi seemed to feel the same but didn't complain about it.The areas around the magical guilds were always so beautiful, they were so colorful and sometimes enchanted with magic. Fantasia especially. The building itself was three stories tall, and painted with cool colors only, around it was some sort of enchanted garden, obviously done by one of the earth users, or a skilled wizard. The flowers were all of cool colors as well, and the sparkled and glowed.
"Alright we're here." she said to Remi, as they briefly stopped in front of the building. "So this is the notorious Fantasia then?" he asked her, seemingly not impressed. "Well...I mean..." she wasn't sure how to say that, smart remarks were not really her forte. Remi then let go of her, and started walking in on his own. "Wait! You can't just go in without me! They won't let you inside!" she shouted, as she ran after him, and then stopped by his side. "Silly, I wasn't going to go in without you." she smiled. "Oh. Okay." she said, smiling back. The two of them then walked into Fantasia and made their way to what was the bar and eating area. " The same person that always served food was standing there, she was a girl in her early twenties. Analea had always remembered her to be very quiet, and she seemed to not have changed. "Analea?" she asked, surprised to see her. "Hey Allie." Analea then sat down on one of the stools and leaned her head against the table. "Are you tired? Where have you been I didn't think you were coming back." Analea smiled to herself, "Um..around." she said. Remi then sat next to her and looked at her with a concerned look on his face. "You need to sleep, we've been walking for hours, you know you should have let me carry you." Analea looked at Remi and frowned. "I'm fine." she said, obviously lying, as she felt like she would pass out sometime soon. "You're a horrible liar." he said, and with that he got up and picked her up, walking to the middle of the room. "Remi! Remi - " He looked at her with warm gentle eyes. "Shhh. Alright now...tell me there is some place I can take you to sleep." Analea turned a bright red color, she hadn't even said hello to everyone. "...upstairs."
The setting changes from Avalon to Eternal Wings
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Li Lou stared at the ground of her mother's sinking footsteps on the mud. Her shoulder ached from the heavy luggage that was roughly packed. It mostly consisted of a week supply of clothes, some underwear, The Book, power bars, a quill and ink. The sudden news that her father had gone far to the West to another family he will marry in surprisingly didn't scar her as it should, but it did draw some more attention to her Mother's hidden background. For years she taught Li the basics then complexions of Demonic Magic. It was easy performing the chants, but Li had some trouble keeping her energy on it. Mother always complained and tsked that a piece of Catholicism was still in her, which was true if you thought about it. During the chant practices Li managed to confuse the Devil's Touch with Our Father and in return she got burned with hot wax. After a few burns and blood letting rituals her mother decided she was ready to join Eternal Wings. "What's Eternal Wings? It sounds like a Metal band." Li tried to hide her disgust but failed, to her the name sounded too corny, she imagined a band in leather rocking it out hardcore while fire shot from the back. Mother raised a hand and slapped her daughter's face only to draw back trying to control herself, "Speak only when spoken to! Eternal Wings is not a band, child it's an organization of de-Never mind. Go! Bed-time, Now."
So now here she was with her Mother trailing off deep into the woods. Neither one spoke a word after the incident and Li was sure she didn't want to deal with her Mother's short temper. The sun blazed down on the pair and Li felt her legs move more sluggishly, 'Shouldn't we be on a road?'. A quick flash of metal caught her eyes and she took a sharp glance to her right, off in the distance there was a road, and judging by the colors of clothes there seemed to be a crowd. Li tried to look closer but their faces all came to a blur, a few looked normal in her perspective but there were those few that looked to be inhuman. Her Mother did a low whistle, she snapped her attention back and closed the gap in between them. Mother stopped behind a crowd of willow trees that swayed slightly with the breeze, she pulled out a black cloak and pushed it to Li, "Change behind these Willow trees and into this. There's no one within eyeshot of us, and if there is I'll distract them. Hurry." Li looked from the pile of clothes to her Mother's stone glare and grabbed it quickly. Behind the trees she looked down on her ripped black jeans and blue and black striped shirt, Mother always tried to get her into short or a dress but it wasn't her style.
"What the hell?!" Li flung aside a handful of Willow branches, one managing to smack her right in the face. Mother raised her eyebrows in interest at Li's reaction as she broke the branch into pieces, "It suited you more than I thought." Flustered Li crossed her slender arms together over the black velvet Victoran dress, velvet in the summer was hot, wearing a few layers and a velvet cloak was scorching hot. Mother took hold of their luggage and walked ahead, this time speeding up her steps and not taking a care for Li to catch up. Something in the way her Guardian avoided eye contact piqued her interest about where they were going. The only information she had known about Eternal Wings is that it's an organization soon to rise above others. It was pointless to engage in those type of activities, social interaction was a waste of time. She never had any first friends and didn't think of ever making any except for the occasional pawn pieces.
The sun was at its highest and it shined full on Li, a few drops of sweat began to form at her forehead and she wiped it off with her sleeve. "Keep your hood on and head low. Use my heels as a guidance to where your going, no matter what don't look up or remove the hood. Understood?" Li slipped the hood on, velvet burned the rims of her ears. Mother took her place directly in front of Li so they were walking in a vertical line, as directed Li followed her Mother at an even pace dodging passerby's every now and then. Judging by the noise she heard it seemed that people were haggling and buying items, a clash of metal on one side and laughter at the other. A rough guess told her she must be in a village or town.
Mother's foot stopped and she heard muffled whispers, the temptation to throw the hood off and see everything grew."Alright I'll slip that Missy right in, she better be as good as you say. Take off Missy's hood, or I chop it off for her!" A strong booming voice practically shouted in her ears as quick hands snapped the hood off, her cheeks were flushed red from the heat. The man in front of her had a strong build and was about 6", he had hairy arms and dirty grown shaggy hair. "My name's Tom, Missy. Welcome to Eternal Wings! Hmm.. your a youngin' aren't you? Well I'm gonna call you Baby Lou." Tom's large hand went around one of Li's shoulders as his other lifted his Axe in the air and started pumping it, if he didn't have such a strong hold it could have flown into the door, he had a thick accent but she couldn't quiet detect where its from. She forcefully shrugged his hand off and dug her heels into the dirt, 'What the hell?! Baby Lou?' Her Mother put a light hand on her shoulder and dug her nails in, "Tom's the guard here, he might not seem it but he's actually Viking descent though his accent betrays that. Well we should unpack and introduce you to the other, Baby Lou".
So now here she was with her Mother trailing off deep into the woods. Neither one spoke a word after the incident and Li was sure she didn't want to deal with her Mother's short temper. The sun blazed down on the pair and Li felt her legs move more sluggishly, 'Shouldn't we be on a road?'. A quick flash of metal caught her eyes and she took a sharp glance to her right, off in the distance there was a road, and judging by the colors of clothes there seemed to be a crowd. Li tried to look closer but their faces all came to a blur, a few looked normal in her perspective but there were those few that looked to be inhuman. Her Mother did a low whistle, she snapped her attention back and closed the gap in between them. Mother stopped behind a crowd of willow trees that swayed slightly with the breeze, she pulled out a black cloak and pushed it to Li, "Change behind these Willow trees and into this. There's no one within eyeshot of us, and if there is I'll distract them. Hurry." Li looked from the pile of clothes to her Mother's stone glare and grabbed it quickly. Behind the trees she looked down on her ripped black jeans and blue and black striped shirt, Mother always tried to get her into short or a dress but it wasn't her style.
"What the hell?!" Li flung aside a handful of Willow branches, one managing to smack her right in the face. Mother raised her eyebrows in interest at Li's reaction as she broke the branch into pieces, "It suited you more than I thought." Flustered Li crossed her slender arms together over the black velvet Victoran dress, velvet in the summer was hot, wearing a few layers and a velvet cloak was scorching hot. Mother took hold of their luggage and walked ahead, this time speeding up her steps and not taking a care for Li to catch up. Something in the way her Guardian avoided eye contact piqued her interest about where they were going. The only information she had known about Eternal Wings is that it's an organization soon to rise above others. It was pointless to engage in those type of activities, social interaction was a waste of time. She never had any first friends and didn't think of ever making any except for the occasional pawn pieces.
The sun was at its highest and it shined full on Li, a few drops of sweat began to form at her forehead and she wiped it off with her sleeve. "Keep your hood on and head low. Use my heels as a guidance to where your going, no matter what don't look up or remove the hood. Understood?" Li slipped the hood on, velvet burned the rims of her ears. Mother took her place directly in front of Li so they were walking in a vertical line, as directed Li followed her Mother at an even pace dodging passerby's every now and then. Judging by the noise she heard it seemed that people were haggling and buying items, a clash of metal on one side and laughter at the other. A rough guess told her she must be in a village or town.
Mother's foot stopped and she heard muffled whispers, the temptation to throw the hood off and see everything grew."Alright I'll slip that Missy right in, she better be as good as you say. Take off Missy's hood, or I chop it off for her!" A strong booming voice practically shouted in her ears as quick hands snapped the hood off, her cheeks were flushed red from the heat. The man in front of her had a strong build and was about 6", he had hairy arms and dirty grown shaggy hair. "My name's Tom, Missy. Welcome to Eternal Wings! Hmm.. your a youngin' aren't you? Well I'm gonna call you Baby Lou." Tom's large hand went around one of Li's shoulders as his other lifted his Axe in the air and started pumping it, if he didn't have such a strong hold it could have flown into the door, he had a thick accent but she couldn't quiet detect where its from. She forcefully shrugged his hand off and dug her heels into the dirt, 'What the hell?! Baby Lou?' Her Mother put a light hand on her shoulder and dug her nails in, "Tom's the guard here, he might not seem it but he's actually Viking descent though his accent betrays that. Well we should unpack and introduce you to the other, Baby Lou".
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Two months ago, Marietta Ashton walked alongside her coven sisters & brothers underneath the WitchBlade guild. She had been there for most of her life, living along side those that weren't loners. Thus, she knew the guild inside & out; she understood their thoughts; she understood where they came from. For many centuries, they were her family & although most of them had evil rotting their un-beating hearts, it was extremely rare to hear about someone betraying them. That action alone would bring forth the death punishment.
Marietta never knew of a vampire that had left WitchBlade; thus, she never thought of it as an act against their own. So when she was the first to walk away, she was shocked to realize that her doing so had been mirrored & retorted as a death wish. Her being a Royal Vampire didn't stop some from tracking her down & attack in behalf of their Master. Despite recognizing most of the faces, she fought for what she believed was her right--if not for being one of them, then for being a Royal.
That first fight didn't last long, but the entire war lasted three days. Granted, she walked free after winning some battles & got time to whatever she wanted for a few hours, but they kept coming back. Endlessly, they went all out & tried their damnedest to either yank her back or simply kill her. It wasn't until the night of the third day that Marietta finally made her point crystal clear.
"Back off, you miserable pest," she spat whilst staring straight at the eyes of her former 'master's' assistant. "Who ever gave him the permission to chain me up as if I were his pitiful slave? I will travel to were I wish & he will have nothing to say of it. Try to stop me now & I will gladly kill you & rip out 'master's' precious fangs, understand?"
One month later, Marietta heard that the world was changing & that Fantasia had began to, not only accept humans, but other creatures as well. At first, she was unsure of what make of it; however, after a day, she decided to check things out for herself & began making her way towards Fantasia. Her arrival was both welcomed & looked down at the same time, which did make her feel a little uncomfortable to be honest. Being one of the first there didn't make things easy for her, but part of her urged her to continue & be a part of something so big.
Another month passed & now Marietta has settled down.
[I'll add more in another post, but later. This one is long enough, I think.]
Marietta never knew of a vampire that had left WitchBlade; thus, she never thought of it as an act against their own. So when she was the first to walk away, she was shocked to realize that her doing so had been mirrored & retorted as a death wish. Her being a Royal Vampire didn't stop some from tracking her down & attack in behalf of their Master. Despite recognizing most of the faces, she fought for what she believed was her right--if not for being one of them, then for being a Royal.
That first fight didn't last long, but the entire war lasted three days. Granted, she walked free after winning some battles & got time to whatever she wanted for a few hours, but they kept coming back. Endlessly, they went all out & tried their damnedest to either yank her back or simply kill her. It wasn't until the night of the third day that Marietta finally made her point crystal clear.
"Back off, you miserable pest," she spat whilst staring straight at the eyes of her former 'master's' assistant. "Who ever gave him the permission to chain me up as if I were his pitiful slave? I will travel to were I wish & he will have nothing to say of it. Try to stop me now & I will gladly kill you & rip out 'master's' precious fangs, understand?"
One month later, Marietta heard that the world was changing & that Fantasia had began to, not only accept humans, but other creatures as well. At first, she was unsure of what make of it; however, after a day, she decided to check things out for herself & began making her way towards Fantasia. Her arrival was both welcomed & looked down at the same time, which did make her feel a little uncomfortable to be honest. Being one of the first there didn't make things easy for her, but part of her urged her to continue & be a part of something so big.
Another month passed & now Marietta has settled down.
[I'll add more in another post, but later. This one is long enough, I think.]
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A deep sigh could be heard from one end of the bar inside the guild of Fantasia, the figure sat at the end of the bar disguised by the large newspaper that was spread out in front of him. It was the Magician's Times, a tabloid made to deal with only magical related subjects. The disguise was ruined as Morpeth lay the paper flat on the bar in front of him, frowning down at the article who's bold headline read Young Grace Out Of Action...
"I can't believe that they have already made an article about Talan." He said, looking up at Allie as she approached with a large tumbler of something he could only guess to be alcohol. He was not all too sure he was in the mood for it, though welcomed the drink any way.
"Well, it could've been the next day. Two weeks is a record for how long it took Fantasia news to reach the Times." As always, Allie provided the silver lining to the cloud, and Morpeth couldn't help but nod a little in agreement before turning his gaze back down onto the paper.
Had Talan seen this? It was a pretty big article, featuring pictures that he'd taken for other magical magazines. Everyone would know who he was now, and Morpeth couldn't help but be a little afraid as to what reaction the readers of this article would take if they saw his brother. Hopefully they would not make a fuss, or the happy Talan this page told them about would turn nasty. Not intentionally, he just didn't want the fuss.
He was distracted a little by another voice at the bar, peering round to find Analea standing there with a man. There had been rumours that she had managed to make a contract with another person, and by the looks of things that much was true. But there had been other sayings, that she enslaved humans. It was ridiculous to think that, anyone in Fantasia would know that Analea was far too nice to do anything like that.
Before he had a chance to even greet the girl after a year of absence, the man that accompanied her had swept her off her feet and was in the midst of carrying her out of the room. Well, as long as they were only going to sleep, that was fine with him. With that, he reached for the tumbler with a fingerless gloved hand, and took a swig of the beer inside.
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Talan was coming through the main lobby of Fantasia, hugging a large bundle of paper as he moved carefully from the Boss's office to the main bar. Since he was out of action as a mage, Talan busied himself with menial tasks such as pinning the new jobs up onto the board and sometimes even tending the bar for Allie. She didn't seem to appreciate him cutting in on her gig, but let him anyway.
He was confronted in the doorway by a taller man, who seemed to be carrying a familiar face in his arms. His head tilted slightly to the left as he looked at the girl,
"Analea?" It looked like her, but she had been away for so long he needed to question whether he was seeing things. He glanced up to the man that was carrying her, hugging the jobs closer to him as he couldn't help but feel undermined by his presence. "Are you back for good now, Ana?" He couldn't help but ask. Before she had left, they had spent a lot of time together in the guild, and gone on a few minor jobs together. He couldn't deny that he had missed his friend while she was gone for so long.
"I can't believe that they have already made an article about Talan." He said, looking up at Allie as she approached with a large tumbler of something he could only guess to be alcohol. He was not all too sure he was in the mood for it, though welcomed the drink any way.
"Well, it could've been the next day. Two weeks is a record for how long it took Fantasia news to reach the Times." As always, Allie provided the silver lining to the cloud, and Morpeth couldn't help but nod a little in agreement before turning his gaze back down onto the paper.
Had Talan seen this? It was a pretty big article, featuring pictures that he'd taken for other magical magazines. Everyone would know who he was now, and Morpeth couldn't help but be a little afraid as to what reaction the readers of this article would take if they saw his brother. Hopefully they would not make a fuss, or the happy Talan this page told them about would turn nasty. Not intentionally, he just didn't want the fuss.
He was distracted a little by another voice at the bar, peering round to find Analea standing there with a man. There had been rumours that she had managed to make a contract with another person, and by the looks of things that much was true. But there had been other sayings, that she enslaved humans. It was ridiculous to think that, anyone in Fantasia would know that Analea was far too nice to do anything like that.
Before he had a chance to even greet the girl after a year of absence, the man that accompanied her had swept her off her feet and was in the midst of carrying her out of the room. Well, as long as they were only going to sleep, that was fine with him. With that, he reached for the tumbler with a fingerless gloved hand, and took a swig of the beer inside.
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Talan was coming through the main lobby of Fantasia, hugging a large bundle of paper as he moved carefully from the Boss's office to the main bar. Since he was out of action as a mage, Talan busied himself with menial tasks such as pinning the new jobs up onto the board and sometimes even tending the bar for Allie. She didn't seem to appreciate him cutting in on her gig, but let him anyway.
He was confronted in the doorway by a taller man, who seemed to be carrying a familiar face in his arms. His head tilted slightly to the left as he looked at the girl,
"Analea?" It looked like her, but she had been away for so long he needed to question whether he was seeing things. He glanced up to the man that was carrying her, hugging the jobs closer to him as he couldn't help but feel undermined by his presence. "Are you back for good now, Ana?" He couldn't help but ask. Before she had left, they had spent a lot of time together in the guild, and gone on a few minor jobs together. He couldn't deny that he had missed his friend while she was gone for so long.
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Illia heard the kick slam into her chest before she felt the pain of it. She had been on her way to school and was running because she had overslept again. She knew her way around the city well enough to use several back alley shortcuts but by doing so she always ran the risk of running into gang kids, like she did today.
The kick packed a lot of force and sent her into the alley wall with a sharp yelp of pain. Her head was swimming a little bit but she could make out the shape of four youths, somewhere between the ages of 16 and 22 walking out of the shadows of the opposing side of the alley. They were chuckling a little as Illia gasped for breath. "Well well well boys. look what we have here, A pretty little thing don't we." The leader of the group grabbed her neck and lifted her off the ground. She struggled trying to get loose, she did not have time for a fight right now. The boy raised her up to eye level and stared her in the eyes, malice filling his iris's. "and would you look at that" he shook his head laughing to himself. "It's a little demon tyke." He slammed her against the wall and let go letting her drop to the ground before turning to his buddies for a second. "Lets say we have a little fun shall we boys? Teach her kind to stay where they belong." He reached into his pocket to pull out a knife but when he turned his head he met up with Illia's fist. The boy stumbled back a few steps obviously surprised by the girl's power.
Illia was smiling rather maliciously laughing. She was already angry, late, and now bruised. So what if she showed up to school a bloody wreck again, "Your going to have some fun with me?" She said as she punched at the kid who managed to block the punch but couldn't when she spun around and kicked him in the balls. "You scum think your going to have your way with me." She was actually laughing now as another one of the boys charged at her and his fist collided into her hand. Grabbing onto his hand she twisted her hand now until she could hear a satisfying sound of breacking bones and screams before twisting down and actually throwing the kid over her head and into the wall.
"Don't make me laugh, your nothing but weak." There was a look of shock on the leaders face but it quickly glazed over with hate. "Get her" he screamed.
The door to Mr. Hansin's freshman Math class opened in the middle of his lecture, he had been teaching for about 30 minutes now but knew exactly who it was. He turned around "MS. ILLIA, DO YOU KNOW HOW DISRespec......." his voice trailed off as Illia took her seat. She was covered in dust, her skirt has a small hole in it and her shirt was torn. She was bruised in several places and had what appeared to be a miner knife wound across her left cheek. "I'm sorry I'm late Mr. Hansin, I mean no disrespect in it. I live far away and I seem to keep getting lost. Please continue with your class." Mr. Hansin's face was red, he knew damn well what had happened. "You will see me after class Ms Illia." He said angrily before returning to his lesson.
The kick packed a lot of force and sent her into the alley wall with a sharp yelp of pain. Her head was swimming a little bit but she could make out the shape of four youths, somewhere between the ages of 16 and 22 walking out of the shadows of the opposing side of the alley. They were chuckling a little as Illia gasped for breath. "Well well well boys. look what we have here, A pretty little thing don't we." The leader of the group grabbed her neck and lifted her off the ground. She struggled trying to get loose, she did not have time for a fight right now. The boy raised her up to eye level and stared her in the eyes, malice filling his iris's. "and would you look at that" he shook his head laughing to himself. "It's a little demon tyke." He slammed her against the wall and let go letting her drop to the ground before turning to his buddies for a second. "Lets say we have a little fun shall we boys? Teach her kind to stay where they belong." He reached into his pocket to pull out a knife but when he turned his head he met up with Illia's fist. The boy stumbled back a few steps obviously surprised by the girl's power.
Illia was smiling rather maliciously laughing. She was already angry, late, and now bruised. So what if she showed up to school a bloody wreck again, "Your going to have some fun with me?" She said as she punched at the kid who managed to block the punch but couldn't when she spun around and kicked him in the balls. "You scum think your going to have your way with me." She was actually laughing now as another one of the boys charged at her and his fist collided into her hand. Grabbing onto his hand she twisted her hand now until she could hear a satisfying sound of breacking bones and screams before twisting down and actually throwing the kid over her head and into the wall.
"Don't make me laugh, your nothing but weak." There was a look of shock on the leaders face but it quickly glazed over with hate. "Get her" he screamed.
The door to Mr. Hansin's freshman Math class opened in the middle of his lecture, he had been teaching for about 30 minutes now but knew exactly who it was. He turned around "MS. ILLIA, DO YOU KNOW HOW DISRespec......." his voice trailed off as Illia took her seat. She was covered in dust, her skirt has a small hole in it and her shirt was torn. She was bruised in several places and had what appeared to be a miner knife wound across her left cheek. "I'm sorry I'm late Mr. Hansin, I mean no disrespect in it. I live far away and I seem to keep getting lost. Please continue with your class." Mr. Hansin's face was red, he knew damn well what had happened. "You will see me after class Ms Illia." He said angrily before returning to his lesson.
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"uhh..." Dara groaned, trudging through the crowded streets.
It was a market day in this town--and she hadn't planned on it. Throngs of people milled from stall to stall as salesmen called to customers. Food, clothes, weapons and magic items seemed to jump from each stall, the next one always more interesting, more splendid than the last--but Dara had little attention span for that. With another groan she hefted the sack that had been slung across her shoulders onto the ground with a teeth grinding thunk, and wiped her hand across her sweat beaded brow.
"How many books did you pack?" Dara asked herself aloud. This was a usual thing for her as she had spent much of her life alone with no one else to talk to. She hadn't been able to decide which books would be most necessary or useful--so she had taken all of them. The bag was easily heavier than she was thanks to this. She managed to tug the bag by its frail looking straps as she strayed beside a nearby tree out of the way of eager shoppers to rest. With an ungraceful motion she plopped down beside the bag in the shade with a relieved sigh. She mentally scolded herself for deciding to leave for the Guild today of all days. It had to be the hottest day of the year. And the relentless heat showed now signs of waning. Dara fanned herself lightly with her hand, she had band aides on almost each finger of her hand from incantations getting away from her or from the pages of the books she loved so much. The rings she used to try and distract from these battle scars glinted faintly in the white sunlight as she fanned. It was a useless effort, and she knew it. Another heavy sigh escaped her lips and with some obvious effort she forced herself back on her feet, slinging the bag precariously over her thin shoulders.
With a grunt she proceeded down the road again--ignoring stares as people caught a glimpse of her. Dara was sure she was a sight to see. Her pale hair standing out this way and that--headband askew--sticking to her hot neck as she hadn't taken the time to tie it back. Her thin stick of a body, a child-like, frail-looking body, supporting a massive bag that looked both awkward and lumpy. Her rumpled slightly worn white t-shirt with her torn and tattered, hand-me down jeans that were clearly too short on her and showed her ankles over her tattered and filthy brown hiking boots. It was clear, she was not a woman of fashionable taste. But she had never been one to put much thought into that sort of thing. She had also been traveling on the road for three days now, stopping only to sleep and study her spells and it was rather clear. Her rosy cheeks were smeared with dirt and her hair entangled with twigs from sleeping on the ground. But she was on a mission. Join Fantasia.
She had heard the guild had recently opened to all races--and no sooner had she heard it than she was packed. Magic. Spells. Companionship. Quests. That was the life for her. She had always been a bit of a loner by necessity. Her studies of magic often got out of hand--and friends that she might have made--all were too frightened they might end up hurt if they were near. That suited Dara fine--mostly. She didn't want to hurt anyone. But it did get to be somewhat lonely--and made her lose her mind in some ways..she knew talking to herself couldn't be healthy. Now, finally--she may have a chance at being accepted. Normal.
It took her some time to finally locate the guild. She had trouble getting directions from anyone who would take her seriously. But finally an elderly man with poor eyesight had taken pity on her and helped her out. Thankfully, his memory served well. Dara's face lit up at the sight of the guild and she felt as if she might bubble over with joy. She began to barrel in--stopping only when she recalled...they might not accept her either. Dara felt rooted to the spot. She watched as a tall man and a young woman entered the guild in front of her. They looked like a couple. So normal. What if...they thought she was a weirdo too? Lazy and crazy and dirty...Dara looked down on herself, frowning. It was all she had for now until she could find a place to shower and change. She hadn't clothes much nicer even so. With a determined look Dara readjusted the heavy bag on her shoulders.
"No time to get cold feet now. you've faced bigger dangers than this." And with a deep breath she pushed open the doors. It was a nice lobby, she observed looking around. A boy holding papers stood not far away, as did the couple...the man was cradling the girl now making Dara flush a little. She was already socially awkward enough without their display--but she swallowed back nerves and cleared her throat softly, approaching the boy. "Uh, excuse me...this is the guild, Fantasia, isn't it?"
It was a market day in this town--and she hadn't planned on it. Throngs of people milled from stall to stall as salesmen called to customers. Food, clothes, weapons and magic items seemed to jump from each stall, the next one always more interesting, more splendid than the last--but Dara had little attention span for that. With another groan she hefted the sack that had been slung across her shoulders onto the ground with a teeth grinding thunk, and wiped her hand across her sweat beaded brow.
"How many books did you pack?" Dara asked herself aloud. This was a usual thing for her as she had spent much of her life alone with no one else to talk to. She hadn't been able to decide which books would be most necessary or useful--so she had taken all of them. The bag was easily heavier than she was thanks to this. She managed to tug the bag by its frail looking straps as she strayed beside a nearby tree out of the way of eager shoppers to rest. With an ungraceful motion she plopped down beside the bag in the shade with a relieved sigh. She mentally scolded herself for deciding to leave for the Guild today of all days. It had to be the hottest day of the year. And the relentless heat showed now signs of waning. Dara fanned herself lightly with her hand, she had band aides on almost each finger of her hand from incantations getting away from her or from the pages of the books she loved so much. The rings she used to try and distract from these battle scars glinted faintly in the white sunlight as she fanned. It was a useless effort, and she knew it. Another heavy sigh escaped her lips and with some obvious effort she forced herself back on her feet, slinging the bag precariously over her thin shoulders.
With a grunt she proceeded down the road again--ignoring stares as people caught a glimpse of her. Dara was sure she was a sight to see. Her pale hair standing out this way and that--headband askew--sticking to her hot neck as she hadn't taken the time to tie it back. Her thin stick of a body, a child-like, frail-looking body, supporting a massive bag that looked both awkward and lumpy. Her rumpled slightly worn white t-shirt with her torn and tattered, hand-me down jeans that were clearly too short on her and showed her ankles over her tattered and filthy brown hiking boots. It was clear, she was not a woman of fashionable taste. But she had never been one to put much thought into that sort of thing. She had also been traveling on the road for three days now, stopping only to sleep and study her spells and it was rather clear. Her rosy cheeks were smeared with dirt and her hair entangled with twigs from sleeping on the ground. But she was on a mission. Join Fantasia.
She had heard the guild had recently opened to all races--and no sooner had she heard it than she was packed. Magic. Spells. Companionship. Quests. That was the life for her. She had always been a bit of a loner by necessity. Her studies of magic often got out of hand--and friends that she might have made--all were too frightened they might end up hurt if they were near. That suited Dara fine--mostly. She didn't want to hurt anyone. But it did get to be somewhat lonely--and made her lose her mind in some ways..she knew talking to herself couldn't be healthy. Now, finally--she may have a chance at being accepted. Normal.
It took her some time to finally locate the guild. She had trouble getting directions from anyone who would take her seriously. But finally an elderly man with poor eyesight had taken pity on her and helped her out. Thankfully, his memory served well. Dara's face lit up at the sight of the guild and she felt as if she might bubble over with joy. She began to barrel in--stopping only when she recalled...they might not accept her either. Dara felt rooted to the spot. She watched as a tall man and a young woman entered the guild in front of her. They looked like a couple. So normal. What if...they thought she was a weirdo too? Lazy and crazy and dirty...Dara looked down on herself, frowning. It was all she had for now until she could find a place to shower and change. She hadn't clothes much nicer even so. With a determined look Dara readjusted the heavy bag on her shoulders.
"No time to get cold feet now. you've faced bigger dangers than this." And with a deep breath she pushed open the doors. It was a nice lobby, she observed looking around. A boy holding papers stood not far away, as did the couple...the man was cradling the girl now making Dara flush a little. She was already socially awkward enough without their display--but she swallowed back nerves and cleared her throat softly, approaching the boy. "Uh, excuse me...this is the guild, Fantasia, isn't it?"
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"Avalon," The whispered voice of a tired werewolf rang, a small sigh of relief escaping the snowy haired boy. "Finally!"
He had travelled a long way from where he called him. On leaving that place, he was sworn not to tell anyone it's exact location - to reduce the risk of any other werewolves that were bound to take shelter there for some time. No doubt some of the older wolves thought he'd blab, just because he was not staying with them any more. He might not have been joining the magic guild for werewolves, but that did not mean he would betray his own kind. Not after all they had done to savour his life. He would make them proud, how he was going to do that though - he was not all too sure yet.
Before he could do anything else, he knew he had to talk to the master of Fantasia. Avalon was the biggest place he had been before, and so he guessed that finding the guild would take some time. He hoped that they would have somewhere for him to stay till he could find a home of his own in Avalon, he knew that Moonlight would've given him a room to use for a while, but he did not know if it was the same for all guilds. After all, Moonlight knew he was going to join - until Fantasia caught his interest. He shook off the warnings of the elders that Fantasia was bad news; it had to be one of the most popular guilds for a good reason and he was going to find out. As soon as he found the building.
His golden eyes scanned the streets as he walked along, looking for any signs that were to tell him which way he had to go. Nothing obvious sprang from them though. It seemed like trying to ask for directions was not going to be an easy task either, as whenever he approached someone to ask, they either ran away as fast as they could in the opposite direction to him, or stood there quivering with fear till he felt too bad and left them alone.
Karr often forgot that humans have not known of his kind for long, and most were still scared and weary of anyone that resembled anything non-human. Unfortunately for him, the snow white hair and the golden eyes gave away his identity as a werewolf away upon looking at him.
As the day continued, it only grew hotter and Karr's patience with the humans grew thinner with every try. The few things he had in a small bag were starting to make his shoulders ache, and walking on two feet for so long was also taking it's toll. It was tempting to go slink off into the shadows and doze for a while till the evening came along with cooler air, but there was no time to waste. The sooner he joined Fantasia the better.
"There's only one reason a kid like you would be in Avalon," A gruff voice piped up after another failed attempt at getting directions. Even being market day was not upping the chances of him getting some help around town. Karr turned to look at the person that spoke, finding a burly looking man with a rather strong build staring down at him with dark beady eyes. Karr couldn't help but swallow hard as he stared up at the man. He was obviously human, but it did not mean that this man wasn't strong and scary looking. He was surprised though, as the man grinned at him, pointing along the road they were standing along. "Fantasia, huh? End of this road, you won't miss it."
Karr's face lit up as finally he got the result he was after, though cursed himself for not paying more attention to where he was going as he must've walked past the building more than three times today. No wonder people were avoiding him.
"Thank you so much..." Karr said many times over, unable to stop himself from bowing to the man a couple of times before quickly turning on his heel and rushing back down the road. He was so close now he could almost taste it.
He had travelled a long way from where he called him. On leaving that place, he was sworn not to tell anyone it's exact location - to reduce the risk of any other werewolves that were bound to take shelter there for some time. No doubt some of the older wolves thought he'd blab, just because he was not staying with them any more. He might not have been joining the magic guild for werewolves, but that did not mean he would betray his own kind. Not after all they had done to savour his life. He would make them proud, how he was going to do that though - he was not all too sure yet.
Before he could do anything else, he knew he had to talk to the master of Fantasia. Avalon was the biggest place he had been before, and so he guessed that finding the guild would take some time. He hoped that they would have somewhere for him to stay till he could find a home of his own in Avalon, he knew that Moonlight would've given him a room to use for a while, but he did not know if it was the same for all guilds. After all, Moonlight knew he was going to join - until Fantasia caught his interest. He shook off the warnings of the elders that Fantasia was bad news; it had to be one of the most popular guilds for a good reason and he was going to find out. As soon as he found the building.
His golden eyes scanned the streets as he walked along, looking for any signs that were to tell him which way he had to go. Nothing obvious sprang from them though. It seemed like trying to ask for directions was not going to be an easy task either, as whenever he approached someone to ask, they either ran away as fast as they could in the opposite direction to him, or stood there quivering with fear till he felt too bad and left them alone.
Karr often forgot that humans have not known of his kind for long, and most were still scared and weary of anyone that resembled anything non-human. Unfortunately for him, the snow white hair and the golden eyes gave away his identity as a werewolf away upon looking at him.
As the day continued, it only grew hotter and Karr's patience with the humans grew thinner with every try. The few things he had in a small bag were starting to make his shoulders ache, and walking on two feet for so long was also taking it's toll. It was tempting to go slink off into the shadows and doze for a while till the evening came along with cooler air, but there was no time to waste. The sooner he joined Fantasia the better.
"There's only one reason a kid like you would be in Avalon," A gruff voice piped up after another failed attempt at getting directions. Even being market day was not upping the chances of him getting some help around town. Karr turned to look at the person that spoke, finding a burly looking man with a rather strong build staring down at him with dark beady eyes. Karr couldn't help but swallow hard as he stared up at the man. He was obviously human, but it did not mean that this man wasn't strong and scary looking. He was surprised though, as the man grinned at him, pointing along the road they were standing along. "Fantasia, huh? End of this road, you won't miss it."
Karr's face lit up as finally he got the result he was after, though cursed himself for not paying more attention to where he was going as he must've walked past the building more than three times today. No wonder people were avoiding him.
"Thank you so much..." Karr said many times over, unable to stop himself from bowing to the man a couple of times before quickly turning on his heel and rushing back down the road. He was so close now he could almost taste it.
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"Is she worth it Madeline?" Li stared open-eyed at the Elder accusing her Mother of her rights. It had never been that way at home, whatever Mother or 'Madeline' would say or demand went. No question about it. But here Li is, sitting in a room inside Eternal Wings listening to some Elders vividly talk with her Mother. When they first arrived everything had gone smoothly and they were heading to their rooms to unpack, after unpacking Li was told to fetch hot water and bumped into one of the older members. On an instant the member didn't recognize Li and almost paralyzed her as an intruder. There was a heated debate on whether she had the magical strength to hold up the endurance in Eternal Wings or not. Of course she had the technique training at such a young age, but then her loyalty was thought to be a lie.
A few members eavesdropping whispered crazy explanations, one of them was that she was the result of a 'mistake' with a human and the abortion was too late. Insulting her Mother was fine but to have them insult her Father, the one that had patience and would care was enough, "Stop! You old pe- I mean Elders think my loyalty is fake, if it were fake Madeline would have sensed it and have thrown me to the fire. She didn't and that means something coming from a stone cold, old hag." A few snickers crossed the room and she quickly looked over her shoulder and put her palms up, "No offense, your still young with the hair and body. As I was trying to say, give me a 'mission' or whatever you call it and I'll show you I'm ready to be in Eternal Wonder." Proud of her mini-speech she brushed of some invisible dirt from her black velvet dress and glared in the direction of the majority.
An Elder with gray wispy hair and a tall stance coughed into the tension and walked over to Li, she straightened her position and stared down at her, "I think this Child has a point. I'll assign her a task not too strong that her bones are food for the poor, or not to weak that one of those Fantasia weaklings can do, and it's Eternal Wings not Wonder" A member to her right nodded in agreement, she seemed young, in her mid-twenties with alert eyes and wild black hair. "Speaking of Fantasia, her assigned quest should involve those rats. Give her the Miller's daughter!" A few echoes of the same mission rang around the room and some thought it was too easy. Sylvia's silver bangles rattled on the wooden table as she leaned across it toward Li,
"I conjure an apple
From blood to bone
To mix emotions, for her alone." A thin purple mist formed in her palm, it twisted the hardened into a shape. The apple was red with a polished skin and single leaf that glistened in the candlelight. She pushed her palm anticipating to give it to Li which she took with curiosity and caution, "I'll conjure a transportation spell so that you'll be on the road of Avalon. Up ahead the road is a cottage with the Miller's daughter, give her this apple. To her you'll appear as an old woman with a big heart, make sure she takes at least 3 bites for the poison to come into affect. If she offers you anything you have to decline, she uses charms for the village men but its just as powerful as a weapon. She has midnight blue hair that's usually tied up and her complexion is tan. We don't know her name so try to use your...charm to get it out of her." Her words came out more awkward and in uneven tones as she went into a chant for travel. Li looked down at her pale skin and notice herself fade and turn transparent, she tried to move but it was like she was glued to the floor, the world spun and the room seemed like one color. Black.
Her body materialized a feet in the air and as gravity took its call she dropped onto the floor. Palms flat on the ground she groped the road waiting impatiently for the world to stop spinning. Li's heart drummed against her chest so loud that it could have echoed in the forest, she slowly got on one knee and leaned against a tree. If Sylvia transported her correctly she was a few yards from the Miller's daughter. The velvet cape hung loose around her shoulder, it draped over her like a curtain about to fall. One step, then another, she tested her hand-eye coordination making sure she was steady enough to walk in a straight path. She didn't want to wander off into dangerous territory, not like she already wasn't. The path turned into a road and it continued on, a few passerby's would spare questioning glances and hide their children, slowing down to let her pass ahead. To curious glances she draped the hood over her head just enough so that she couldn't see from the sides, but every jerk of her head would drop it lower covering her vision. As karma was always on her side, she had bumped into a stone wall while trying to fix her hood. The impact knocked her light frame down, and since karma was on her side the apple managed to roll out of her pocket and in front of the wall's feet. 'Wait, wall's don't have feet. I bumped into someone!? This is bad, no wait they don't know why your here. That only makes it worse!' Li scrambled to her feet and looked up at Karr, she fidgeted just trying to get eye contact. "I'm..I shouldn't have...I wasn't looking..I'm sorry!"
A few members eavesdropping whispered crazy explanations, one of them was that she was the result of a 'mistake' with a human and the abortion was too late. Insulting her Mother was fine but to have them insult her Father, the one that had patience and would care was enough, "Stop! You old pe- I mean Elders think my loyalty is fake, if it were fake Madeline would have sensed it and have thrown me to the fire. She didn't and that means something coming from a stone cold, old hag." A few snickers crossed the room and she quickly looked over her shoulder and put her palms up, "No offense, your still young with the hair and body. As I was trying to say, give me a 'mission' or whatever you call it and I'll show you I'm ready to be in Eternal Wonder." Proud of her mini-speech she brushed of some invisible dirt from her black velvet dress and glared in the direction of the majority.
An Elder with gray wispy hair and a tall stance coughed into the tension and walked over to Li, she straightened her position and stared down at her, "I think this Child has a point. I'll assign her a task not too strong that her bones are food for the poor, or not to weak that one of those Fantasia weaklings can do, and it's Eternal Wings not Wonder" A member to her right nodded in agreement, she seemed young, in her mid-twenties with alert eyes and wild black hair. "Speaking of Fantasia, her assigned quest should involve those rats. Give her the Miller's daughter!" A few echoes of the same mission rang around the room and some thought it was too easy. Sylvia's silver bangles rattled on the wooden table as she leaned across it toward Li,
"I conjure an apple
From blood to bone
To mix emotions, for her alone." A thin purple mist formed in her palm, it twisted the hardened into a shape. The apple was red with a polished skin and single leaf that glistened in the candlelight. She pushed her palm anticipating to give it to Li which she took with curiosity and caution, "I'll conjure a transportation spell so that you'll be on the road of Avalon. Up ahead the road is a cottage with the Miller's daughter, give her this apple. To her you'll appear as an old woman with a big heart, make sure she takes at least 3 bites for the poison to come into affect. If she offers you anything you have to decline, she uses charms for the village men but its just as powerful as a weapon. She has midnight blue hair that's usually tied up and her complexion is tan. We don't know her name so try to use your...charm to get it out of her." Her words came out more awkward and in uneven tones as she went into a chant for travel. Li looked down at her pale skin and notice herself fade and turn transparent, she tried to move but it was like she was glued to the floor, the world spun and the room seemed like one color. Black.
Her body materialized a feet in the air and as gravity took its call she dropped onto the floor. Palms flat on the ground she groped the road waiting impatiently for the world to stop spinning. Li's heart drummed against her chest so loud that it could have echoed in the forest, she slowly got on one knee and leaned against a tree. If Sylvia transported her correctly she was a few yards from the Miller's daughter. The velvet cape hung loose around her shoulder, it draped over her like a curtain about to fall. One step, then another, she tested her hand-eye coordination making sure she was steady enough to walk in a straight path. She didn't want to wander off into dangerous territory, not like she already wasn't. The path turned into a road and it continued on, a few passerby's would spare questioning glances and hide their children, slowing down to let her pass ahead. To curious glances she draped the hood over her head just enough so that she couldn't see from the sides, but every jerk of her head would drop it lower covering her vision. As karma was always on her side, she had bumped into a stone wall while trying to fix her hood. The impact knocked her light frame down, and since karma was on her side the apple managed to roll out of her pocket and in front of the wall's feet. 'Wait, wall's don't have feet. I bumped into someone!? This is bad, no wait they don't know why your here. That only makes it worse!' Li scrambled to her feet and looked up at Karr, she fidgeted just trying to get eye contact. "I'm..I shouldn't have...I wasn't looking..I'm sorry!"
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Analea's head turned to a familiar voice. Just as she thought, it was Talan. It had been so long since she had seen him, they were sort of buddies before she left and they went on a few missions together. Analea wiggled a bit in Remi's arms, "Yes, I am back for good now." Analea smiled and looked up at Remi with eyes pleading to put her down. "Fine." he said, in a somewhat annoyed tone. "I am fine really." she said trying to reassure him. Analea would have hugged him, but he was carrying a bunch of things which prevented her from doing so. "So, how have you been? How has everyone been?" she asked, in her soft childish voice. She leaned absentmindedly against Remi, refusing to give into fatigue but not wanting to admit she was tired. As she did so, Remi stared daggers at the boy, seemingly unamused by his interruption. Analea looked around for a second and saw Morpeth, whom she was surprised she didn't see in the first place. She smiled at him, then glared up at Remi. "Why are you making that face?" she asked, though was completely ignored. Remi seemed to have been in a bad mood at that moment, because he transformed into his wolf form, which was about just a little bit smallar than a horse. He then walked towards the couch area and laid smack in the middle of the rug between the couches. "Excuse him, he isn't really a people person." she mumbled.
Analea was about to ask Morpeth what he was reading, when she saw a girl walk into the doorway and ask if she was in fact in Fantasia. Analea was surprised at her clothing, it looked worn and she looked a mess, she actually felt a little bad for the girl. "Yes it is." she said. "Can we help you?" Analea walked over to the girl, and realized Remi had followed. He abruptly changed into normal form and took her backpack off and slung it around himself. "Don't hurt yourself now." he said, though in a quite serious tone. "Were you looking to join? She asked, realizing she actually should have asked in the first place. She wondered how many new people have joined since she had been gone, and how many more would show up at Fantasia wanting to join. How many things have changed since her absence? She seemed a bit lost in her own thoughts for a second, though Remi tapped her on the shoulder and brought her back to the present.
"Oh um, I'm sorry, can I get you something?" she asked politely. "My name is Analea, this here is Remi, right there is Talan, and back there at the bar area is Morpeth. Wandering around somewhere...should be Allie." Analea looked at Talan for some help, she hadn't been here in a long time so she didn't know what they were doing recruiting wise, or if they were expecting someone, or what was going on. She didn't want to seem clueless in her own guild but she really couldn't help it. She sighed heavily and wondered what type of magical user this girl was. She always thought it fun when they got different types in the guild. And now, the guild had a wind user, though she was sure they didn't know that yet. She turned red for a brief second and then waited for the others to answer whatever questions the girl might have. She also wondered, where was the chairman?
Analea was about to ask Morpeth what he was reading, when she saw a girl walk into the doorway and ask if she was in fact in Fantasia. Analea was surprised at her clothing, it looked worn and she looked a mess, she actually felt a little bad for the girl. "Yes it is." she said. "Can we help you?" Analea walked over to the girl, and realized Remi had followed. He abruptly changed into normal form and took her backpack off and slung it around himself. "Don't hurt yourself now." he said, though in a quite serious tone. "Were you looking to join? She asked, realizing she actually should have asked in the first place. She wondered how many new people have joined since she had been gone, and how many more would show up at Fantasia wanting to join. How many things have changed since her absence? She seemed a bit lost in her own thoughts for a second, though Remi tapped her on the shoulder and brought her back to the present.
"Oh um, I'm sorry, can I get you something?" she asked politely. "My name is Analea, this here is Remi, right there is Talan, and back there at the bar area is Morpeth. Wandering around somewhere...should be Allie." Analea looked at Talan for some help, she hadn't been here in a long time so she didn't know what they were doing recruiting wise, or if they were expecting someone, or what was going on. She didn't want to seem clueless in her own guild but she really couldn't help it. She sighed heavily and wondered what type of magical user this girl was. She always thought it fun when they got different types in the guild. And now, the guild had a wind user, though she was sure they didn't know that yet. She turned red for a brief second and then waited for the others to answer whatever questions the girl might have. She also wondered, where was the chairman?
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Ikavis steps echoed throughout the Shadow guilds white hallways, everything was always in place here, perfectly clean, everything white, the smell of the sweet garden's flowers roaming throughout the Guild. However, everyone had the pleasure of decorating their rooms the way they wanted, and their rooms never smelt like the yummy roses in the garden, Ikavis room however hasn't changed since he first came here,Empty, no personal objects, just everything you need to live. Ikavi turned, continuing to walk through the hallways as his pure gold eyes looked at the floor reflecting his face to himself. He stared at himself as he walked through the halls, taking a sudden halt, something fell from his eye. He rubbed his eye not understanding why water was coming from his eyes, was it tears? He had seen a lot of females shed them, brushing it off, he continued to walk around. His hair would lift up in the air elegantly with each step, his hair practically defied gravity!
He was now strutting through the halls, Bobby, a fire demon walked up to Ikavi pushing him against the ice cold wall and he growled, burning up. However, Ikavi did not light up, he stayed unlit, "What?" Ikavi asked as he looked up at Bobby, his eyes becoming sad and puppy like. He hissed, "I don't like you, leave" the last word coming out with disgust.
"Sure, I'll just come back later . . ."
"No, leave. for good." he spitted in Ikavis face and he just stared at Bobby with no emotion, Bobby tried to ignite Ikavi on fire but instead it backfired. Bobby's fire had formed in a blue flame and burned Bobby making him stop his own flames and it went away. "What the hell!?"
"Sorry, I don't like fire," Ikavi said as he bowed and moved on, Bobby giving him scornful looks, Ikavi went out to the gardens and opened a portal to Avalon, wanting to get out. He never took a liking to fire, even though he couldnt remember his past, his body could, and it always got jittery around fire. He wiped his face off with his sleeve, not liking the sticky feeling he was getting on his face from where Bobby had spit on him. Ikavi walked into the darkness, disappearing, he never understood why Bobby and others there did not like him. He was a demon, like them, they just didn't like that he was favored from the elders ever since he had joined (2) weeks ago. He sighed, brushing some of his midnight hair out of his face, he wanted something sweet and yummy, an apple, that's what he craved. Wait, what does crave mean? he had just said the word but does not understand it, is it the same as want? Maybe he would ask someone in Avalon.
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Ikavi arose from the portal of darkness and stepped into a ruined alley, looking right and left, he went right and came into the market area. Spotting a werewolf and a old women he stared at the mans white hair. It was different, like his, they both had gold eyes, it made him feel weird inside. He closed his eyes and turned his head, walking over to a fruit merchant, he picked up an apple.
"Hey, you got to pay for that!" the man yelled but Ikavi ignored him, he never paid for anything. He just kept walking and the men was calling for the police so he could get his money. Ikavi bit into the apple, licking his lips, it was sweet and juicy and yummy. The only thing Ikavi knew was that he always had to have an apple, an . . . addiction maybe? A glimmering apple rolled to his feet and he picked it up, he looked up, the old woman's figure reflecting in his gold eyes. Was it hers? Ikavi walked over to them, munching his own apple, "Is this yours?" Ikavi had asked, sticking his hand out to the woman. Sure, he was in the shadow clan and was suppose to be evil, but he had no real emotions, he never understood what he really wanted, he had just joined Shadow Guild because one of the elders wanted him to be there. Maybe he just wanted to have somewhere he was was wanted or belonged, he didnt know, he didnt understand. he just preferred not to think about it, it hurt his head to much.
He was now strutting through the halls, Bobby, a fire demon walked up to Ikavi pushing him against the ice cold wall and he growled, burning up. However, Ikavi did not light up, he stayed unlit, "What?" Ikavi asked as he looked up at Bobby, his eyes becoming sad and puppy like. He hissed, "I don't like you, leave" the last word coming out with disgust.
"Sure, I'll just come back later . . ."
"No, leave. for good." he spitted in Ikavis face and he just stared at Bobby with no emotion, Bobby tried to ignite Ikavi on fire but instead it backfired. Bobby's fire had formed in a blue flame and burned Bobby making him stop his own flames and it went away. "What the hell!?"
"Sorry, I don't like fire," Ikavi said as he bowed and moved on, Bobby giving him scornful looks, Ikavi went out to the gardens and opened a portal to Avalon, wanting to get out. He never took a liking to fire, even though he couldnt remember his past, his body could, and it always got jittery around fire. He wiped his face off with his sleeve, not liking the sticky feeling he was getting on his face from where Bobby had spit on him. Ikavi walked into the darkness, disappearing, he never understood why Bobby and others there did not like him. He was a demon, like them, they just didn't like that he was favored from the elders ever since he had joined (2) weeks ago. He sighed, brushing some of his midnight hair out of his face, he wanted something sweet and yummy, an apple, that's what he craved. Wait, what does crave mean? he had just said the word but does not understand it, is it the same as want? Maybe he would ask someone in Avalon.
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Ikavi arose from the portal of darkness and stepped into a ruined alley, looking right and left, he went right and came into the market area. Spotting a werewolf and a old women he stared at the mans white hair. It was different, like his, they both had gold eyes, it made him feel weird inside. He closed his eyes and turned his head, walking over to a fruit merchant, he picked up an apple.
"Hey, you got to pay for that!" the man yelled but Ikavi ignored him, he never paid for anything. He just kept walking and the men was calling for the police so he could get his money. Ikavi bit into the apple, licking his lips, it was sweet and juicy and yummy. The only thing Ikavi knew was that he always had to have an apple, an . . . addiction maybe? A glimmering apple rolled to his feet and he picked it up, he looked up, the old woman's figure reflecting in his gold eyes. Was it hers? Ikavi walked over to them, munching his own apple, "Is this yours?" Ikavi had asked, sticking his hand out to the woman. Sure, he was in the shadow clan and was suppose to be evil, but he had no real emotions, he never understood what he really wanted, he had just joined Shadow Guild because one of the elders wanted him to be there. Maybe he just wanted to have somewhere he was was wanted or belonged, he didnt know, he didnt understand. he just preferred not to think about it, it hurt his head to much.
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As class was dismissed Illia gathered her belongings and approached Mr. Hansin's desk. "Sir, you wished to see me?" Mr. Hansin was finishing going over the days papers and placed his pencil down on the desk before looking over towards Illia. "You were fighting again." Illia sighed, she knew what was coming everyone here hated her, even if she was a good student, they only passed her because they had too. "Who'd you beat up this time? Which student."
"It wasn't a student, it was gangs and they atta..."
"Gangs, come on demon. No one is unlucky enough to run into gangs everyday. Your late, you disturb my class and you come in ripped up and bleeding at least once a week. You are to report to detention every afternoon starting next week. It will be your job to clean. Is that understood?"
Illia almost punched him and she was brimming with anger. "Yes sir" she said through her teeth before storming off. Once she was out of the school she screamed "ARGHHH I hate it here, Why does everyone hate me?" Illia stormed out into the busy street maneuvering her way through the crowd for the few blocks it would take her to reach Fantasia. She was determined to try again to enter it, she needed someplace to keep her sane. Fantasia seemed to be the best place for that.
Upon reaching Fantasia she strode on in through it's double doors and went straight for the reception desk once again for the necessary paper work. After collecting it she went to go sit down on the couch but was so preoccupied she didn't notice the large wolf laying on the other side of the couch. She was surprised when she did see it and was about to pet it when she looked into it's eyes. The creature was staring back at her with bright and very intelligent golden eyes. A werewolf, it had to be. "Hello there" she said, unsure if it was a male or a female. "I'm Illia, Whats your name?" she said as she continued to fill out the form. She paused when she reached what type of magic she had. She always wrote in none but maybe they would let her into the test this time if she perhaps put a little lie down. She quickly circled Mage and wrote down darkness before continuing onto the next section.
"It wasn't a student, it was gangs and they atta..."
"Gangs, come on demon. No one is unlucky enough to run into gangs everyday. Your late, you disturb my class and you come in ripped up and bleeding at least once a week. You are to report to detention every afternoon starting next week. It will be your job to clean. Is that understood?"
Illia almost punched him and she was brimming with anger. "Yes sir" she said through her teeth before storming off. Once she was out of the school she screamed "ARGHHH I hate it here, Why does everyone hate me?" Illia stormed out into the busy street maneuvering her way through the crowd for the few blocks it would take her to reach Fantasia. She was determined to try again to enter it, she needed someplace to keep her sane. Fantasia seemed to be the best place for that.
Upon reaching Fantasia she strode on in through it's double doors and went straight for the reception desk once again for the necessary paper work. After collecting it she went to go sit down on the couch but was so preoccupied she didn't notice the large wolf laying on the other side of the couch. She was surprised when she did see it and was about to pet it when she looked into it's eyes. The creature was staring back at her with bright and very intelligent golden eyes. A werewolf, it had to be. "Hello there" she said, unsure if it was a male or a female. "I'm Illia, Whats your name?" she said as she continued to fill out the form. She paused when she reached what type of magic she had. She always wrote in none but maybe they would let her into the test this time if she perhaps put a little lie down. She quickly circled Mage and wrote down darkness before continuing onto the next section.
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Talan couldn't stop himself from smiling as he heard that Analea was back for good, though that was soon wiped from his face as he noticed that the man behind her didn't exactly like the look of him. Talan could feel the stare pressing down on him, and was rather glad that Analea stepped in. He opened his mouth to question her about the man, shaking his head a little as she apologised for his behaviour - showing that it was nothing to worry about. He was distracted from his initial question for Analea as a new figure appeared beside them, a worn out looking girl, who asked if this was Fantasia. It looked like she had come a long way, it must've been to try and join.
Analea seemed to have the introductions covered, which gave him enough time to dart to a nearby table. He shifted all the jobs he had held into one arm that he pressed tightly for himself, picking up a few more papers with his newly freed hand.
"I'm sorry you can't meet the boss just yet, he's out at a meeting with the other guild chairmen. While you wait, you can fill in these forms with your details... then it's just waiting till the boss comes home to see if you get let loose amongst the ranks." He explained as he moved back towards the group, noting that the werewolf had now returned to Analea's side, having taken the bag from her. He held the forms out to the new arrival,
"Feel free to leave your belongings by the bar while you fill out these. Allie will keep everything safe for you, and she'll get you any food or drink that you want while you wait." He continued to explain, flashing the girl a quick grin before turning his attention back to Analea.
"The guild hasn't changed much since you left, same old drama, just a few new faces. Things are shaking up a bit now that the boss said we're letting in other creatures. Not everyone is a fan of the idea." He said, glancing from Analea to the werewolf that was behind them again, waiting for the glare of daggers to come his way again. He avoided answering her question about how he was, not wanting to bother her with the news of his curse. If she did not know already, someone else was bound to tell her later. Talan was not up for telling 'woe is me' stories, he saved that job for his older brother.
"You look tired, Ana." he stated, "Maybe I should leave you to it, no doubt I'll still be in the bar when you've settled back in and had a nap." And then he wouldn't receive the glares from the wolf for so long. He would ask about that later too.
He re-adjusted the papers in his hands again, "plus the boss'll probably thump me one for not getting these jobs out on the board. He wants it done for when he gets back, which could be any time soon." He said with a small laugh, before he went to move round the pair and get to the jobs board that would be more accurately described as a jobs wall. There were so many jobs pinned to that one board that it had to be extended over and over, till it got to the point where the whole wall was needed. It was a tiresome job, trying to update and organise the board.
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He was not sure where this old lady had appeared from, having not even noticed her before they collided. There was a small cry of 'gah' from him as he saw the old lady fall to the ground. He immediately felt bad, especially seeing as she scrambled to her feet so quickly as if she was going to get told off.
"No need to apologise," He said, making sure to add a cheery note to his voice. "I wasn't exactly paying attention myself..."
He tried to make his smile less tooth filled as he took a moment to help dust her down a bit, not wanting to look like the big bad wolf that everyone else in this town seemed to think he was. It was not like he looked particularly scary, in his loose fitting jeans and hooded shirt. It was the strange hair and eyes that nobody seemed to be able to understand quite as much.
"You're not hurt, are you?" He asked, hoping that he hadn't caused the woman injury. He wouldn't be doing so well in his first day of Avalon. Getting lost, having gone past his place of interest around three times and then knocking over an old lady and hurting her.
Before there was any answer, another approached, Karr looking up to see a demon holding out an apple to the woman and asking if it were hers. Karr blinked a couple of times blankly. Demons were supposed to be evil creatures, and so seeing this one trying to help someone was quite strange to him. He couldn't help but notice that the demon had the same kind of golden eyes as himself, though the marks beneath that were more interesting to him. They glowed and changed colour, it was almost hypnotising to watch, though Karr forced himself to look away before he was caught staring.
He couldn't have starting a fight with a demon added to his list of mistakes for today.
Analea seemed to have the introductions covered, which gave him enough time to dart to a nearby table. He shifted all the jobs he had held into one arm that he pressed tightly for himself, picking up a few more papers with his newly freed hand.
"I'm sorry you can't meet the boss just yet, he's out at a meeting with the other guild chairmen. While you wait, you can fill in these forms with your details... then it's just waiting till the boss comes home to see if you get let loose amongst the ranks." He explained as he moved back towards the group, noting that the werewolf had now returned to Analea's side, having taken the bag from her. He held the forms out to the new arrival,
"Feel free to leave your belongings by the bar while you fill out these. Allie will keep everything safe for you, and she'll get you any food or drink that you want while you wait." He continued to explain, flashing the girl a quick grin before turning his attention back to Analea.
"The guild hasn't changed much since you left, same old drama, just a few new faces. Things are shaking up a bit now that the boss said we're letting in other creatures. Not everyone is a fan of the idea." He said, glancing from Analea to the werewolf that was behind them again, waiting for the glare of daggers to come his way again. He avoided answering her question about how he was, not wanting to bother her with the news of his curse. If she did not know already, someone else was bound to tell her later. Talan was not up for telling 'woe is me' stories, he saved that job for his older brother.
"You look tired, Ana." he stated, "Maybe I should leave you to it, no doubt I'll still be in the bar when you've settled back in and had a nap." And then he wouldn't receive the glares from the wolf for so long. He would ask about that later too.
He re-adjusted the papers in his hands again, "plus the boss'll probably thump me one for not getting these jobs out on the board. He wants it done for when he gets back, which could be any time soon." He said with a small laugh, before he went to move round the pair and get to the jobs board that would be more accurately described as a jobs wall. There were so many jobs pinned to that one board that it had to be extended over and over, till it got to the point where the whole wall was needed. It was a tiresome job, trying to update and organise the board.
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He was not sure where this old lady had appeared from, having not even noticed her before they collided. There was a small cry of 'gah' from him as he saw the old lady fall to the ground. He immediately felt bad, especially seeing as she scrambled to her feet so quickly as if she was going to get told off.
"No need to apologise," He said, making sure to add a cheery note to his voice. "I wasn't exactly paying attention myself..."
He tried to make his smile less tooth filled as he took a moment to help dust her down a bit, not wanting to look like the big bad wolf that everyone else in this town seemed to think he was. It was not like he looked particularly scary, in his loose fitting jeans and hooded shirt. It was the strange hair and eyes that nobody seemed to be able to understand quite as much.
"You're not hurt, are you?" He asked, hoping that he hadn't caused the woman injury. He wouldn't be doing so well in his first day of Avalon. Getting lost, having gone past his place of interest around three times and then knocking over an old lady and hurting her.
Before there was any answer, another approached, Karr looking up to see a demon holding out an apple to the woman and asking if it were hers. Karr blinked a couple of times blankly. Demons were supposed to be evil creatures, and so seeing this one trying to help someone was quite strange to him. He couldn't help but notice that the demon had the same kind of golden eyes as himself, though the marks beneath that were more interesting to him. They glowed and changed colour, it was almost hypnotising to watch, though Karr forced himself to look away before he was caught staring.
He couldn't have starting a fight with a demon added to his list of mistakes for today.
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(btw this is meant to be in Fantasia. )
Dara felt eyes on her the moment she spoke. Unused to that sort of attention, she could feel her face flushing again. Aside from that though, she showed no signs of her awkwardness. Instead, she took in a deep breath, straightening her shoulders as best as she could and attempting to look presentable. Her hefty back made a slight straining sound as she did so, as if the straps were ready to give under the weight of her books and few belongings. The girl who had been in the boy's arms was put down and approached Dara, eyes gentle, perhaps even pitying. Dara couldn't stand that sort of look, feeling pitied, and looked away from the girl slightly. Maybe she had walked into the wrong place after all. But the girl proved her wrong.
"Yes it is." the girl said as she drew closer. "Can we help you?" Dara looked back at the girl just in time to see the man who was with her up close. With a blink he was suddenly, very obviously not human. Dara's eyes went bright and wide with awe. This girl was a summoner. Very rare. Before Dara could exclaim the brillance of him, the man in the black t-shirt was lifting her bag from her shoulders as if it weighed nothing at all, slinging it about his shoulders.
"Don't hurt yourself now." he said, though in a quite serious tone. Dara gave a small appreciative smile.
"Were you looking to join? the girl asked, voice kind. Dara beamed excitedly and nodded like an over-excited child might nod when asked if they wanted an ice cream. Luckily, the girl seemed to daze off for a moment, needing a tap on the shoulder from her summon before she came back to herself snd hadn't noticed Dara's perhaps over enthusiastic response to her first question. "Oh um, I'm sorry, can I get you something?" she asked politely. "My name is Analea, this here is Remi, right there is Talan, and back there at the bar area is Morpeth. Wandering around somewhere...should be Allie." Analea looked at Talan as if for assistance. Dara looked back to the boy, Talan. She was relieved to see that unlike Analea, there was no pity is his eyes for her. Just buisiness. Talan handed her some papers and explained the boss was not yet in. Dara felt a small pang of disappointment at this for a moment, wondering if this meant she woukd have to come back another day--but the boy, Talan, was quick to explain she need only wait and fill out some paperwork. Dara felt as if she could have squealed with joy--and in fact--it took most of her self-restraint not to as she took the paperwork offered from Talan.
When he mentioned that the woman who worked at the bar, Allie, would give her anything she wanted to eat--her stomach gave a small gurgle of appreciation. Dara hoped they hadn't been able to hear it. When was the last time she ad eaten? Two, three days ago? It must have been. the last meal she could remember was the last of her bread she had brought from the orphanage. They had let her stay there until she was able to live on her own. The little money she made from side jobs that required magics had all gone to the headmaster of the place. And this was her first attempt at standing on her own feet. It had taken her nearly a week to get here. Much longer than she had anticipated. Food, yes, food would be nice.
It was probably the kindest anyone had been to her for a long time now. And she wasn't sure how yet to interact. awkwardly, she bowed her head to them, hugging the paperwork to her chest and said a simple,
"Thank you." Though, there was so much more she wanted to say. She just wasn't sure how much was appropriate--and how much would make them think she was weird. She needed more people skills practice. She began to walk toward the bar when she remembered her bag was still on Remi's shoulders. With a small smile she crept up to him, "Thank you for holding my bag for me. I can take it from here. I promise--i'm stronger than I look."
Dara felt eyes on her the moment she spoke. Unused to that sort of attention, she could feel her face flushing again. Aside from that though, she showed no signs of her awkwardness. Instead, she took in a deep breath, straightening her shoulders as best as she could and attempting to look presentable. Her hefty back made a slight straining sound as she did so, as if the straps were ready to give under the weight of her books and few belongings. The girl who had been in the boy's arms was put down and approached Dara, eyes gentle, perhaps even pitying. Dara couldn't stand that sort of look, feeling pitied, and looked away from the girl slightly. Maybe she had walked into the wrong place after all. But the girl proved her wrong.
"Yes it is." the girl said as she drew closer. "Can we help you?" Dara looked back at the girl just in time to see the man who was with her up close. With a blink he was suddenly, very obviously not human. Dara's eyes went bright and wide with awe. This girl was a summoner. Very rare. Before Dara could exclaim the brillance of him, the man in the black t-shirt was lifting her bag from her shoulders as if it weighed nothing at all, slinging it about his shoulders.
"Don't hurt yourself now." he said, though in a quite serious tone. Dara gave a small appreciative smile.
"Were you looking to join? the girl asked, voice kind. Dara beamed excitedly and nodded like an over-excited child might nod when asked if they wanted an ice cream. Luckily, the girl seemed to daze off for a moment, needing a tap on the shoulder from her summon before she came back to herself snd hadn't noticed Dara's perhaps over enthusiastic response to her first question. "Oh um, I'm sorry, can I get you something?" she asked politely. "My name is Analea, this here is Remi, right there is Talan, and back there at the bar area is Morpeth. Wandering around somewhere...should be Allie." Analea looked at Talan as if for assistance. Dara looked back to the boy, Talan. She was relieved to see that unlike Analea, there was no pity is his eyes for her. Just buisiness. Talan handed her some papers and explained the boss was not yet in. Dara felt a small pang of disappointment at this for a moment, wondering if this meant she woukd have to come back another day--but the boy, Talan, was quick to explain she need only wait and fill out some paperwork. Dara felt as if she could have squealed with joy--and in fact--it took most of her self-restraint not to as she took the paperwork offered from Talan.
When he mentioned that the woman who worked at the bar, Allie, would give her anything she wanted to eat--her stomach gave a small gurgle of appreciation. Dara hoped they hadn't been able to hear it. When was the last time she ad eaten? Two, three days ago? It must have been. the last meal she could remember was the last of her bread she had brought from the orphanage. They had let her stay there until she was able to live on her own. The little money she made from side jobs that required magics had all gone to the headmaster of the place. And this was her first attempt at standing on her own feet. It had taken her nearly a week to get here. Much longer than she had anticipated. Food, yes, food would be nice.
It was probably the kindest anyone had been to her for a long time now. And she wasn't sure how yet to interact. awkwardly, she bowed her head to them, hugging the paperwork to her chest and said a simple,
"Thank you." Though, there was so much more she wanted to say. She just wasn't sure how much was appropriate--and how much would make them think she was weird. She needed more people skills practice. She began to walk toward the bar when she remembered her bag was still on Remi's shoulders. With a small smile she crept up to him, "Thank you for holding my bag for me. I can take it from here. I promise--i'm stronger than I look."
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Frantic eyes searched the ground for the poisonous apple. It was bad enough that on her part that she had dropped it, but if a person were to randomly pick it up then eat it, the consequences that Syvlia would give her and her Mother's disgust would be worse than death.'Since when did I think of innocent lives? Snap out of it! This is LIFE, and I'm just a piece like he is. Li froze as Karr's hand came in contact with her shoulder, instinctively her body flexed. The pain her body was about to embrace never struck and all her limbs seemed to be intact, timidly she gazed up at Karr trying to get eye contact.'Nice eyes, I wonder how they look entangled with red. Oh so he's a werewolf? No fun in killing a magnificent creature. Teeth so sharp it can penetrate almost anything thrown at it, they could also grind against a human's bone and break it to pieces in just a minute. How sharp are they?' Midnight black met golden and her character as an old lady faded farther back in her mind now clouded with questions."Is this yours?" Li ignored the voice, it could wait after her observation.
"How sharp are they?" The hood was pulled back slightly so that she can see but it didn't give much visibility with her height. She tip toed so that she was just above his shoulders. As she leaned forward, the hood fell over her eyes dragging a few clumps of dark hair with it. For a moment it blocked her vision so all she could see was black.
Black.
'The apple rolled out of my pocket somewhere, I need it or else I'll never hear the end of it.' Her hand swept back the hood annoyed at the fabric. Pale, flawless skin without a wrinkle in sight wasn't anywhere near an old lady's image. Realizing her mistake she gripped onto the rim of her hoodie with shock of what she revealed to Karr, everything had gone smoothly with a few bumps until she let her defenses down. He had believe her lies, the next thing that should have happened was a happy ending with Sylvia bowing to her feet. Li looked over the perimeter to see if any passerby noticed the scene, there was only one other person.
"Is this yours?" To her Ikavi seemed like a human but there was something about his stare that threw her hunch into the demon zone, taking a gamble she took her first instinct that he was a harmless human. Tired and resenting any more trouble she looked at what Ikavi was holding. In his palm was a polished apple with a single leaf, the same thing was also being eaten away in his mouth. A thousand different ways of approaching him about the apple popped into her head, but then there was that chance she's seeing things and he didn't really eat her apple.'He has to bite the apple 3 times then he dies. He bit it twice when he asked me the first question.' Her hands shot out in a rapid motion,"Take another bite and we all die, in the core of the apple is a small explosive. It was designed for the third bite to go off."
"How sharp are they?" The hood was pulled back slightly so that she can see but it didn't give much visibility with her height. She tip toed so that she was just above his shoulders. As she leaned forward, the hood fell over her eyes dragging a few clumps of dark hair with it. For a moment it blocked her vision so all she could see was black.
Black.
'The apple rolled out of my pocket somewhere, I need it or else I'll never hear the end of it.' Her hand swept back the hood annoyed at the fabric. Pale, flawless skin without a wrinkle in sight wasn't anywhere near an old lady's image. Realizing her mistake she gripped onto the rim of her hoodie with shock of what she revealed to Karr, everything had gone smoothly with a few bumps until she let her defenses down. He had believe her lies, the next thing that should have happened was a happy ending with Sylvia bowing to her feet. Li looked over the perimeter to see if any passerby noticed the scene, there was only one other person.
"Is this yours?" To her Ikavi seemed like a human but there was something about his stare that threw her hunch into the demon zone, taking a gamble she took her first instinct that he was a harmless human. Tired and resenting any more trouble she looked at what Ikavi was holding. In his palm was a polished apple with a single leaf, the same thing was also being eaten away in his mouth. A thousand different ways of approaching him about the apple popped into her head, but then there was that chance she's seeing things and he didn't really eat her apple.'He has to bite the apple 3 times then he dies. He bit it twice when he asked me the first question.' Her hands shot out in a rapid motion,"Take another bite and we all die, in the core of the apple is a small explosive. It was designed for the third bite to go off."
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Ikavi caught sight of the werewolf looking away, he tilted his head, "Why do you look away from something that intrigues you?" Ikavi asked, his voice soft and gentle, but also sounded a bit lifeless. He kept his gaze on the man, his hand still out to the woman though with her apple. His golden pure eyes looked at his snow white hair, he wanted to pet it . . . He bit his lip and let his eyes move to the boys lips, seeing his sharp teeth but Ikavi was more interested in his lips, then his dangerous teeth. Wolfs were known to be dangerous, they could tear through pretty much everything, but Ikavi never got the concept through his head that if a wolf sunk his teeth into him and tried to kill him, he would most likely die. If his defense was down that is.
"How sharp are they?" the girl had asked and right then Ikavi had noticed that indeed, his assumption of her being a demon was right. She was a very beautiful young lady, he loved her eyes, he was always intrigued by how people had different eyes.
"Take another bite and we all die, in the core of the apple is a small explosive. It was designed for the third bite to go off."
" I never bit that apple," he said pointing at the one in her hand, "That one was on the ground," he said as he turned around and pointed at a merchant charging this way with some guards. "And this apple I'm eating I got from that grouchy old man," Ikavi said as he tilted his head wondering why they were chasing him. It always happened when he came to the market and he didn't understand why, "You guys should go, the guards aren't very nice people," Ikavi said as he swung the hood back around the girls face and pushed her and the wolf into a alley close by hiding them.
"Hey you, where did your buddies go?"
"Buddies?" Ikavi tilted his head, frowning cutely like a puppy, "I don't understand,"
"Urgh, never mind that, anyway, come with us demon, your in trouble" the guard took Ikavi's hand and it suddenly got grabbed by darkness and left a mark making him groan in pain. Ikavi made the darkness stop, "Sorry," Ikavi said as he handed the man a ice cold compress and then ran off to the building next to the alley. He opened his wings, one covered in beautiful black feathers and the other just skeleton. People in the crowd gasped and he jumped onto the roof, he could half fly, but not really fly. He could jump higher and longer then anyone else but he always went down like every other creature that didn't have wings. He then jumped from roof top to roof top, leading the guards on a goose chase before he opened a portal of darkness and disappeared. He had already analyzed the wolfs shadow so he would visit him again.
"How sharp are they?" the girl had asked and right then Ikavi had noticed that indeed, his assumption of her being a demon was right. She was a very beautiful young lady, he loved her eyes, he was always intrigued by how people had different eyes.
"Take another bite and we all die, in the core of the apple is a small explosive. It was designed for the third bite to go off."
" I never bit that apple," he said pointing at the one in her hand, "That one was on the ground," he said as he turned around and pointed at a merchant charging this way with some guards. "And this apple I'm eating I got from that grouchy old man," Ikavi said as he tilted his head wondering why they were chasing him. It always happened when he came to the market and he didn't understand why, "You guys should go, the guards aren't very nice people," Ikavi said as he swung the hood back around the girls face and pushed her and the wolf into a alley close by hiding them.
"Hey you, where did your buddies go?"
"Buddies?" Ikavi tilted his head, frowning cutely like a puppy, "I don't understand,"
"Urgh, never mind that, anyway, come with us demon, your in trouble" the guard took Ikavi's hand and it suddenly got grabbed by darkness and left a mark making him groan in pain. Ikavi made the darkness stop, "Sorry," Ikavi said as he handed the man a ice cold compress and then ran off to the building next to the alley. He opened his wings, one covered in beautiful black feathers and the other just skeleton. People in the crowd gasped and he jumped onto the roof, he could half fly, but not really fly. He could jump higher and longer then anyone else but he always went down like every other creature that didn't have wings. He then jumped from roof top to roof top, leading the guards on a goose chase before he opened a portal of darkness and disappeared. He had already analyzed the wolfs shadow so he would visit him again.
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Raril yawned as her raggedy, thin cloth, flat shoes hit the ground. She slid the Inn door open and looked around, seeing hunters all over in this room, eating and some waiting to get checked in. Female hunters eyed her as competition, males eyed her as prey for sexual things, some men and woman laughed at her small size, they knew she wouldn't be getting in their way. She sighed, walking over to the WANTED board, she needed some money to get some new clothes. She felt like raggedy Ann the doll and she groaned at this rolling her eyes, she ran her index finger over the prices, grabbing the most expensive one, she read the name out loud. "Talan Grace?" she raised an eyebrow, he looked like just a boy and he was no demon, she was about to put it back when her eyes stumbled upon something strange in the paper.
"Bring me a . . . strand of his hair?" she stared at it blankly,
wait, wait, wait, WHAT!?
"Bring me . . . a strand of his hair . . . . . . " Yep, she was sure it said that, she bit her lip to restrain from laughing. She walked up to the hotel man and slid the paper in front of him and stared at him seriously, trying not to burst out laughing. "I'll take this job," and he nodded, taking the paper and she got the directions, a profile on him, his location, and other things. She then strutted out of the Inn, laughing as soon as she got out the door, her brown pigtail curls bouncing up and down. This would be an easy job, she would just walk up to him, grab his hair, then run off in full speed. Plus, she liked the change of pace, she has been hunted a lot of demons lately and needs a break.
"Bring me a . . . strand of his hair?" she stared at it blankly,
wait, wait, wait, WHAT!?
"Bring me . . . a strand of his hair . . . . . . " Yep, she was sure it said that, she bit her lip to restrain from laughing. She walked up to the hotel man and slid the paper in front of him and stared at him seriously, trying not to burst out laughing. "I'll take this job," and he nodded, taking the paper and she got the directions, a profile on him, his location, and other things. She then strutted out of the Inn, laughing as soon as she got out the door, her brown pigtail curls bouncing up and down. This would be an easy job, she would just walk up to him, grab his hair, then run off in full speed. Plus, she liked the change of pace, she has been hunted a lot of demons lately and needs a break.
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"Anytime." Analea said smiling. She was starting to get a little bit excited about her coming back, she actually wanted to go on a job. She had never really gone on a job with Remi, and she hadn't gone on a job with anyone from the guild in a long time. She looked over her shoulder at Talan who seemed to be heading towards the job board. "Anything good there?" she asked. "I haven't done a job in a long time, I kind of want to do one, for fun." she smiled, though stopped as soon as she saw the look on Remi's face. "You need to sleep." he said almost scolding her. "I'm fine! Really I am. Just one job!" she pleaded with her eyes, and Remi turned away, falling silent. She knew it was probably better for her, even Talan had said she looked like she needed rest, but she wanted to feel like a part of Fantasia again.
Analea heard the girl's stomach growl and giggled a bit. She wondered where exactly the girl had come from, and how long she had been traveling. But she would ask later. "Oh and, here is that bag of yours." Remi said, tossing it at the girl. Analea had a look of shock on her face for a moment, due to the fact she briefly imagined the bag hitting the girl and completely knocking her over. Analea gave Remi a look for a moment, which he seemed to completely ignore. She frowned, is he mad at me? Analea hated it when people were mad at her, she was never able to deal with it well, and if one of her own were mad at her she would probably break down. She hoped she was wrong, but she probably wasn't.
"Does anyone want to go on a job..?" Analea asked...seemingly to the air. "Talan?" Analea looked over at Talan. They had gone on several jobs before so she would feel comfortable going again, she also felt she should ask the new girl, even though she technically wasn't an official member yet. She didn't mind either way. She could always ask Morpeth, even though he was a mentor he was still allowed to go on jobs with the other members, she felt it a bit awkward to ask directly though. "You're being stupid." Remi growled under his breath, quite literally. "I.." Analea trailed off. She really just wanted to spend some time with her friends before she crashed for some long unknown amount of time.
Analea heard the girl's stomach growl and giggled a bit. She wondered where exactly the girl had come from, and how long she had been traveling. But she would ask later. "Oh and, here is that bag of yours." Remi said, tossing it at the girl. Analea had a look of shock on her face for a moment, due to the fact she briefly imagined the bag hitting the girl and completely knocking her over. Analea gave Remi a look for a moment, which he seemed to completely ignore. She frowned, is he mad at me? Analea hated it when people were mad at her, she was never able to deal with it well, and if one of her own were mad at her she would probably break down. She hoped she was wrong, but she probably wasn't.
"Does anyone want to go on a job..?" Analea asked...seemingly to the air. "Talan?" Analea looked over at Talan. They had gone on several jobs before so she would feel comfortable going again, she also felt she should ask the new girl, even though she technically wasn't an official member yet. She didn't mind either way. She could always ask Morpeth, even though he was a mentor he was still allowed to go on jobs with the other members, she felt it a bit awkward to ask directly though. "You're being stupid." Remi growled under his breath, quite literally. "I.." Analea trailed off. She really just wanted to spend some time with her friends before she crashed for some long unknown amount of time.
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The man Remi hadn't seemed to notice Dara talking to him. In fact, he seemed very preoccupied with his summoner, Analea, and on top of that seemed none too pleased with her. Still, Dara was used to being ignored, and patiently, quietly waited. Her patience paid off when Remi seemed to remember her,
"Oh and, here is that bag of yours." Remi said, tossing it at her as if it were a pillow. Dara had told the man creature before she was stronger than she looked--and she had meant it--but this bag was certainly not something to be throwing at her. Dara made a small groaning sound as she caught the heavy thing straight in her chest. Her ribs took most of the impact, knocking some of the air from her lungs. Still, she hadn't dropped it--and luckily--hadn't been knocked over from the sheer impact of the thing.
"Urg..Thanks..." Dara mumbled, straining at the awkwardness of the parcel. She managed to heft it over towards the bar Talan had mentioned before, dropping it with a healthy sounding thud into a bar chair. The chair creaked slightly at the sudden shift in weight. Dara exhaled in relief and parked herself in the chair beside her belongings. Her attention was now entirely engaged on the paperwork, and she smoothed the wrinkles she had made in it out on the flat bar top. From seemingly nowhere, Dara fished out a well-worn looking ballpoint pen and twirled it between her two most band aide covered fingers in her right hand as she read through the pages. She always had a pen on hand.
Dara's handwriting was neat and fluid, much like a practiced scribe. In some ways, she was. After all the scribblings she took in her notebook she could be one. She filled all the standard information, name, age, hometown--which she doubted anyone in here would have even heard of---and reason for joining. The reason part she scratched out and rewrote at least three times before she was satisfied that it didn't sound too cheesy. Though, what she had wanted to write was, "A family" she scratched this out for, "A home" and scratching that out as well finally settled on, "Being a part of something bigger than myself." Dara sighed. That had to be the most cliche of all. But it couldn't be helped. In the area where it asked her neat handwriting said, "Wizard", and listing the spells she knew, and knew well, was a little iffy. She was self taught after all. She hoped her descriptions of the spells would suffice--for she wasn't sure if they had formal names. All of her spells were somewhat..improvised. Dara put the pen away. reading over her neatly completed paperwork.
"yes..that should do it." She sighed to herself, smoothing the pages across the bar again. It was then that she noticed her eyes were a little heavy and in turn so was her head. She leaned heavily against the bar top. Vaguely, she heard Analea say,
"Does anyone want to go on a job..?"
Dara wanted to very badly. But she wasn't exactly a member. She didn't know if that went against the rules of their guild..and on top of that...she was beat. Her eyes closed heavily.
Dara yawned, startling herself from a cat nap. Had she been sleeping for a moment there? Probably. That was a bad habit of hers. Her headmaster had once thought she was narcoleptic--but really--it was that she tended to push herself a little too hard. Often she would stay up late into the night reading her texts and scribbling possible spells, or testing these spells and after wards dousing the fires that were generally caused by them. She rubbed her eyes, trying to get her focus back. The nap couldn't have been more that a moment or two, the girl Analea was still looking like she wanted someone to quest with, her summon, Remi, was still looking annoyed and Talan was still diligently tacking up jobs to the board. Dara glimpsed toward the other end of the bar where the one Analea had called, Morpeth seemed to be moodily reading a paper. Where had that bartender, Allie gone? Dara's stomach burbled another complaint, making Dara sigh. She wondered how long the boss would actually be--but didn't want to bother anyone with that sort of a question. He would arrive in due time, she was sure. Absently, Dara picked leaves and branches out of her hair, making an embarrassed face. "Such a mess..." She mumbled to herself.
Instead of fretting over her appearance--which she knew she could not change--she hopped off the stool and crept behind Talan, reading the jobs as he posted them. There were all sorts. Small jobs from finding lost pets--to larger jobs like freeing a whole town from a zombie invasion. She had only ever taken on small jobs. Her biggest being fending off a pack of stray satyrs that had been messing up an old woman's vegetable garden back home, and they were easy enough to persuade to leave with a few tin cans. She eyed the board and turned to face Analea,
"Well..if you were going to pick a job..what one would you pick?" Dara asked her, eyes focused.
"Oh and, here is that bag of yours." Remi said, tossing it at her as if it were a pillow. Dara had told the man creature before she was stronger than she looked--and she had meant it--but this bag was certainly not something to be throwing at her. Dara made a small groaning sound as she caught the heavy thing straight in her chest. Her ribs took most of the impact, knocking some of the air from her lungs. Still, she hadn't dropped it--and luckily--hadn't been knocked over from the sheer impact of the thing.
"Urg..Thanks..." Dara mumbled, straining at the awkwardness of the parcel. She managed to heft it over towards the bar Talan had mentioned before, dropping it with a healthy sounding thud into a bar chair. The chair creaked slightly at the sudden shift in weight. Dara exhaled in relief and parked herself in the chair beside her belongings. Her attention was now entirely engaged on the paperwork, and she smoothed the wrinkles she had made in it out on the flat bar top. From seemingly nowhere, Dara fished out a well-worn looking ballpoint pen and twirled it between her two most band aide covered fingers in her right hand as she read through the pages. She always had a pen on hand.
Dara's handwriting was neat and fluid, much like a practiced scribe. In some ways, she was. After all the scribblings she took in her notebook she could be one. She filled all the standard information, name, age, hometown--which she doubted anyone in here would have even heard of---and reason for joining. The reason part she scratched out and rewrote at least three times before she was satisfied that it didn't sound too cheesy. Though, what she had wanted to write was, "A family" she scratched this out for, "A home" and scratching that out as well finally settled on, "Being a part of something bigger than myself." Dara sighed. That had to be the most cliche of all. But it couldn't be helped. In the area where it asked her neat handwriting said, "Wizard", and listing the spells she knew, and knew well, was a little iffy. She was self taught after all. She hoped her descriptions of the spells would suffice--for she wasn't sure if they had formal names. All of her spells were somewhat..improvised. Dara put the pen away. reading over her neatly completed paperwork.
"yes..that should do it." She sighed to herself, smoothing the pages across the bar again. It was then that she noticed her eyes were a little heavy and in turn so was her head. She leaned heavily against the bar top. Vaguely, she heard Analea say,
"Does anyone want to go on a job..?"
Dara wanted to very badly. But she wasn't exactly a member. She didn't know if that went against the rules of their guild..and on top of that...she was beat. Her eyes closed heavily.
Dara yawned, startling herself from a cat nap. Had she been sleeping for a moment there? Probably. That was a bad habit of hers. Her headmaster had once thought she was narcoleptic--but really--it was that she tended to push herself a little too hard. Often she would stay up late into the night reading her texts and scribbling possible spells, or testing these spells and after wards dousing the fires that were generally caused by them. She rubbed her eyes, trying to get her focus back. The nap couldn't have been more that a moment or two, the girl Analea was still looking like she wanted someone to quest with, her summon, Remi, was still looking annoyed and Talan was still diligently tacking up jobs to the board. Dara glimpsed toward the other end of the bar where the one Analea had called, Morpeth seemed to be moodily reading a paper. Where had that bartender, Allie gone? Dara's stomach burbled another complaint, making Dara sigh. She wondered how long the boss would actually be--but didn't want to bother anyone with that sort of a question. He would arrive in due time, she was sure. Absently, Dara picked leaves and branches out of her hair, making an embarrassed face. "Such a mess..." She mumbled to herself.
Instead of fretting over her appearance--which she knew she could not change--she hopped off the stool and crept behind Talan, reading the jobs as he posted them. There were all sorts. Small jobs from finding lost pets--to larger jobs like freeing a whole town from a zombie invasion. She had only ever taken on small jobs. Her biggest being fending off a pack of stray satyrs that had been messing up an old woman's vegetable garden back home, and they were easy enough to persuade to leave with a few tin cans. She eyed the board and turned to face Analea,
"Well..if you were going to pick a job..what one would you pick?" Dara asked her, eyes focused.
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Karr was surprised that instead of a scolding from the demon, he was asked why he looked away. He couldn't help but be even more confused by this guy. The older werewolves said that practically all demons were evil and not to be messed with lightly. It was advisable to keep on the good side of a demon when alone, if there was one. But here this demon looked like he was alot less than evil, despite his strange appearance. He noticed the stare he got from the man, wondering what else could have been going through his strange mind.
His confusion was not made any better as the woman seemed to ask how sharp his teeth were. He felt himself arching back a little as she drew herself closer, unnerved slightly by her sudden invasion of his personal space. His eyes widened to find that when the woman's hood fell, it was actually a young girl with pitch black eyes.
By the moon! It was another demon! Karr was unsure how he'd ended up in the middle of a meeting with two demons, but he didn't like the situation. Neither seemed to have a look that said they were suddenly going to turn on him, though he couldn't help but raise his guard more as the girl suddenly grabbed the apple that the other demon held; exclaiming something about an explosive inside. What had he gotten himself into?! He found himself unable to bring a sentence together.
Thankfully, he had a few moments to pull himself together as the male demon shoved Karr and the other demon into an alleyway as a round of guards approached. He watched from the shadowed alley as the demon suddenly released two wings, one adorned with black feathers while the other was bare bone. When the man disappeared from sight, Karr could once again bring his full attention to the girl with the exploding apple. How adventurous his day had been, and he had not even joined his beloved guild yet.
He stared down at her with golden eyes, the usually friendliness in his eyes having faded a little in place of seriousness. If she had planned to harm another with it, she had another thing coming. He might not have been part of any guild yet, but he still planned on protecting the people of Avalon - even if they did see him as a monster.
"Why would a little girl like you have an exploding apple set to go off on the third bite?" He asked, unsure whether to try and stop this girl yet... as she may also have been a part of Fantasia. He did not want to harm anyone from the guild he planned to join.
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Talan never did like the job of pinning the assignments to the wall, it took alot of time and it was sometimes hard to find space so that everything could be seen clearly. It also meant he had to keep an eye out for anything that was already taken or now out of date. He glanced over his shoulder to see Remi toss the girl's bag to her, another grin appearing on his face as he watched her take the weight and surprisingly stay on her feet.
"Nice catch," He commented, before continuing to pin the papers to the wall. The one good thing about this little job, was that he could see what jobs would be suitable for his brother to go on. It was a little sad that he couldn't chose them for himself, but he pushed that thought aside.
Does anyone want to go on a job...?... Talan?
Talan paused as Analea asked whether he wanted to go with her. Of course, he would've taken up the offer straight away. With alot of effort, he put an apologetic smile on his face. It was not her fault that she did not know.
"I would love to, Ana." He started, his smile dropping a little as he continued, "But I've been taken out of action, I cannot go on any jobs. Perhaps Morpeth will go for me?" He glanced towards his brother sitting at the end of the bar, who was now peering over the edge of his newspaper with a slightly risen brow. He thought that Morpeth had probably been waiting for this part of the conversation to pop up so that he could step in and explain everything so he didn't have to, but Talan wanted to tell people on his own. He couldn't be helped by his brother all the time now, just because he was not allowed on jobs any more. Yes it did sadden him, but not being in Fantasia at all would have made him much worse.
He looked down at the next piece of paper in his bundle, showing it to Analea;
"Perhaps this one? It doesn't seem like it'll be too much of a hard task, it's pretty short time-wise and you shouldn't get much more tired than you are now. It's in town too. How fortunate for you." He said, "Not a bad reward either, for finding a lost ring. Maybe your werewolf friend could help you track it down too...?"
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Morpeth had been idly listening in on the conversation between the younger members of the group. Trying to take in the words of his paper was growing harder as Analea asked if Talan wanted to go out on a job. From this, he could guess that she had not read today's paper or ran into any Fantasia members on her recent travels home. He watched as Talan forced a smile on his face, his mask to tell everyone that he was fine and did not need any fuss. He noticed how he just glazed over the subject as if there would be no questions asked about it. Just because the curse mark was plain to see on his neck, didn't mean everyone knew what was going on. And if Talan didn't tell those who didn't know, Morpeth would.
His brow rose as Talan suggested that Analea asked him to go on a job with her. He glanced at the girl, she had always been a nice girl; he had never quite understood why she had gone away. He was pretty sure that a task would go quite smoothly if they were a team, though he was unsure if her werewolf bodyguard would agree. By the look of things, her werewolf was ruling out jobs altogether.
"I think it's a good idea you go, Analea." He finally piped up, his monotone voice making it seem like he was just making the comment in passing, as did the fact that he was now looking at his newspaper again. "Pushing yourself will not do you too much harm, though I do suggest you don't go alone. Even the easiest looking tasks can turn out to be a struggle, which you do not need when you're already dazed by travelling."
His confusion was not made any better as the woman seemed to ask how sharp his teeth were. He felt himself arching back a little as she drew herself closer, unnerved slightly by her sudden invasion of his personal space. His eyes widened to find that when the woman's hood fell, it was actually a young girl with pitch black eyes.
By the moon! It was another demon! Karr was unsure how he'd ended up in the middle of a meeting with two demons, but he didn't like the situation. Neither seemed to have a look that said they were suddenly going to turn on him, though he couldn't help but raise his guard more as the girl suddenly grabbed the apple that the other demon held; exclaiming something about an explosive inside. What had he gotten himself into?! He found himself unable to bring a sentence together.
Thankfully, he had a few moments to pull himself together as the male demon shoved Karr and the other demon into an alleyway as a round of guards approached. He watched from the shadowed alley as the demon suddenly released two wings, one adorned with black feathers while the other was bare bone. When the man disappeared from sight, Karr could once again bring his full attention to the girl with the exploding apple. How adventurous his day had been, and he had not even joined his beloved guild yet.
He stared down at her with golden eyes, the usually friendliness in his eyes having faded a little in place of seriousness. If she had planned to harm another with it, she had another thing coming. He might not have been part of any guild yet, but he still planned on protecting the people of Avalon - even if they did see him as a monster.
"Why would a little girl like you have an exploding apple set to go off on the third bite?" He asked, unsure whether to try and stop this girl yet... as she may also have been a part of Fantasia. He did not want to harm anyone from the guild he planned to join.
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Talan never did like the job of pinning the assignments to the wall, it took alot of time and it was sometimes hard to find space so that everything could be seen clearly. It also meant he had to keep an eye out for anything that was already taken or now out of date. He glanced over his shoulder to see Remi toss the girl's bag to her, another grin appearing on his face as he watched her take the weight and surprisingly stay on her feet.
"Nice catch," He commented, before continuing to pin the papers to the wall. The one good thing about this little job, was that he could see what jobs would be suitable for his brother to go on. It was a little sad that he couldn't chose them for himself, but he pushed that thought aside.
Does anyone want to go on a job...?... Talan?
Talan paused as Analea asked whether he wanted to go with her. Of course, he would've taken up the offer straight away. With alot of effort, he put an apologetic smile on his face. It was not her fault that she did not know.
"I would love to, Ana." He started, his smile dropping a little as he continued, "But I've been taken out of action, I cannot go on any jobs. Perhaps Morpeth will go for me?" He glanced towards his brother sitting at the end of the bar, who was now peering over the edge of his newspaper with a slightly risen brow. He thought that Morpeth had probably been waiting for this part of the conversation to pop up so that he could step in and explain everything so he didn't have to, but Talan wanted to tell people on his own. He couldn't be helped by his brother all the time now, just because he was not allowed on jobs any more. Yes it did sadden him, but not being in Fantasia at all would have made him much worse.
He looked down at the next piece of paper in his bundle, showing it to Analea;
"Perhaps this one? It doesn't seem like it'll be too much of a hard task, it's pretty short time-wise and you shouldn't get much more tired than you are now. It's in town too. How fortunate for you." He said, "Not a bad reward either, for finding a lost ring. Maybe your werewolf friend could help you track it down too...?"
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Morpeth had been idly listening in on the conversation between the younger members of the group. Trying to take in the words of his paper was growing harder as Analea asked if Talan wanted to go out on a job. From this, he could guess that she had not read today's paper or ran into any Fantasia members on her recent travels home. He watched as Talan forced a smile on his face, his mask to tell everyone that he was fine and did not need any fuss. He noticed how he just glazed over the subject as if there would be no questions asked about it. Just because the curse mark was plain to see on his neck, didn't mean everyone knew what was going on. And if Talan didn't tell those who didn't know, Morpeth would.
His brow rose as Talan suggested that Analea asked him to go on a job with her. He glanced at the girl, she had always been a nice girl; he had never quite understood why she had gone away. He was pretty sure that a task would go quite smoothly if they were a team, though he was unsure if her werewolf bodyguard would agree. By the look of things, her werewolf was ruling out jobs altogether.
"I think it's a good idea you go, Analea." He finally piped up, his monotone voice making it seem like he was just making the comment in passing, as did the fact that he was now looking at his newspaper again. "Pushing yourself will not do you too much harm, though I do suggest you don't go alone. Even the easiest looking tasks can turn out to be a struggle, which you do not need when you're already dazed by travelling."
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Raril walked around the streets, her cute head looking this way and that, the location had said Fantasia, but nothing else! It was like, the paper expected her to know where the god damn thing was! "Urgh!" she growled as she bit her lip, running into a commotion with a demon and guards she was about to jump into the chase when she suddenly saw it's wings. Her eyes widened, those wings, they were like his, the man who had helped her in the forest when demon's had surrounded her. When she had ran to her house and was about to get eaten, that demon appeared and all the others attacked him, he used his left wing to shield her and himself. Raril had taken that poisonous vine and shot it at them and they ran off, she was about to help the man, who was a boy in that time, with his wound but he had disappeared into the darkness.
She let out huge amounts as breath,
He's here
She felt her heart beat fast, she would meet her savior once more, maybe soon, she hoped she did. Even if he was a demon, she was sure he wasn't a bad one, he had saved her when she was little. Shaking her head, her ponytail curls jumping as she did, she focused her mind back on what was most important at this moment. That job. She smirked as she ran around now, now eager to do her job and excited, filled with energy and new motivation. She found Fantastia easily by asking a merchant. Opening the doors she walked in and glanced at a ma reading a newspaper from the corner of her eye, and then to everyone else.
She easily spotted Talan Grace, who was pinning up jobs on the board. She smirked,
"This is gonna be easy," she purred under her breath, strutting forward, her bunny stuffed animal dangling from her hands.
She let out huge amounts as breath,
He's here
She felt her heart beat fast, she would meet her savior once more, maybe soon, she hoped she did. Even if he was a demon, she was sure he wasn't a bad one, he had saved her when she was little. Shaking her head, her ponytail curls jumping as she did, she focused her mind back on what was most important at this moment. That job. She smirked as she ran around now, now eager to do her job and excited, filled with energy and new motivation. She found Fantastia easily by asking a merchant. Opening the doors she walked in and glanced at a ma reading a newspaper from the corner of her eye, and then to everyone else.
She easily spotted Talan Grace, who was pinning up jobs on the board. She smirked,
"This is gonna be easy," she purred under her breath, strutting forward, her bunny stuffed animal dangling from her hands.
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Li took hold of the apple and ran her palm across the surface. The apple felt cool against her touch, there was a dent on the side but all in all everything seemed fine. There was a small feeling of guilt having to lie to two strangers but what else could she have done, tell them she was on a mission to paralyze a woman because the old ladies were jealous of her beauty? No, that's practically dangling a sign above her head reading [I'm an assasin. Kill Me]. Now that she thought about it, being an assasin wasn't half bad. Li would just need the practice to train her dexterity and strength.
"You guys should go, the guards aren't very nice people." She looked over in the same direction Ikavi had and sure enough there were a few guards walking over. These guards looked easy enough to handle if it weren't for the sharp weapons they carried and the armor plates covering their chest. "Guards? Someone must have told them that I was part of Etern- Not in Fantasia." Li felt a hand lift up her hood then drop it over her head covering her whole face. She stumbled over her own feet at Ivaki's push toward the alley, if it weren't for the noise of Karr's footsteps she would have kept blindly walking.
Li leaned her back to the brick wall to prevent herself from falling over an object in the dim lighting. "Why would a little girl like you have an exploding apple set to go off on the third bite?" She twitched at Karr's question referring her to a little girl. Her baby fat would never go away setting an image she was 15. Li tried hundreds of chants to burning of fat, heck, she even tried her Mother's face creams made by hand. She went to the woods to gather the berries and leaves to mix for the face cream. The poor sketch of the leaves mixed her confusion and instead of using Ovialio leaves she picked up Poison Ivy. For two weeks her face was red and swollen, like a balloon about to pop.
Li set a hand on her hip and glared at him, "I'm not a...Little girl. Got that?" She could feel the tension in the air, one look in his eyes and the stranger she saw helping an old lady was gone. If she was right and he was a werewolf fighting could barely be avoided. Mother told tales about their loyalty and self-sacrifices, in these few minutes Karr seemed to fit in like a sore thumb.
Li switched the apple from hand to hand all while keeping eye contact with Karr. The way her lip curled up dared him to make a move at her, she was testing his control. She held firmly on the apple in her right hand, she lifted it up like she was displaying a prize, "I lied. This apple isn't explosive, it's beyond that old hag's magic to fit a small bomb in this apple, I'm guessing she would settle for a larger size." Li took a pause to let the news set in before she started again, "This could have still killed him, it's poisoned. The old hag seemed fond of a children's tale, you must have heard of it. Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, the apple and cape was a dead give away. Snow White took three deep bites of the apple and then the poison kicked in, this apple works the same way."
She got up from the wall and walked toward the alley way entrance, she stopped at looked back. "Did you see the Miller's daughter? I heard she was one of the finest women out in Avalon. Let's have a race, first one to the Mill determines the lady's Life. Now that you know about the apple, do you think I have the guts to poison her? I'm but a Little girl.." Li taunted him with her voice, and in a second she was off racing down the opposite path from Fantasia and into the market.
"You guys should go, the guards aren't very nice people." She looked over in the same direction Ikavi had and sure enough there were a few guards walking over. These guards looked easy enough to handle if it weren't for the sharp weapons they carried and the armor plates covering their chest. "Guards? Someone must have told them that I was part of Etern- Not in Fantasia." Li felt a hand lift up her hood then drop it over her head covering her whole face. She stumbled over her own feet at Ivaki's push toward the alley, if it weren't for the noise of Karr's footsteps she would have kept blindly walking.
Li leaned her back to the brick wall to prevent herself from falling over an object in the dim lighting. "Why would a little girl like you have an exploding apple set to go off on the third bite?" She twitched at Karr's question referring her to a little girl. Her baby fat would never go away setting an image she was 15. Li tried hundreds of chants to burning of fat, heck, she even tried her Mother's face creams made by hand. She went to the woods to gather the berries and leaves to mix for the face cream. The poor sketch of the leaves mixed her confusion and instead of using Ovialio leaves she picked up Poison Ivy. For two weeks her face was red and swollen, like a balloon about to pop.
Li set a hand on her hip and glared at him, "I'm not a...Little girl. Got that?" She could feel the tension in the air, one look in his eyes and the stranger she saw helping an old lady was gone. If she was right and he was a werewolf fighting could barely be avoided. Mother told tales about their loyalty and self-sacrifices, in these few minutes Karr seemed to fit in like a sore thumb.
Li switched the apple from hand to hand all while keeping eye contact with Karr. The way her lip curled up dared him to make a move at her, she was testing his control. She held firmly on the apple in her right hand, she lifted it up like she was displaying a prize, "I lied. This apple isn't explosive, it's beyond that old hag's magic to fit a small bomb in this apple, I'm guessing she would settle for a larger size." Li took a pause to let the news set in before she started again, "This could have still killed him, it's poisoned. The old hag seemed fond of a children's tale, you must have heard of it. Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, the apple and cape was a dead give away. Snow White took three deep bites of the apple and then the poison kicked in, this apple works the same way."
She got up from the wall and walked toward the alley way entrance, she stopped at looked back. "Did you see the Miller's daughter? I heard she was one of the finest women out in Avalon. Let's have a race, first one to the Mill determines the lady's Life. Now that you know about the apple, do you think I have the guts to poison her? I'm but a Little girl.." Li taunted him with her voice, and in a second she was off racing down the opposite path from Fantasia and into the market.
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Taken out of action? Analea tried to ponder a reason Talan would be unable to do missions, but she didn't want to be rude, so she didn't ask him what he didn't tell. However, she was offended when he pointed out some mission which she now thought a little bit on the easy end. She seemed to die inside just a little bit, how little did he think of her? Analea heard the girl next to her ask which mission she would have picked, she smiled and walked towards the board, an irritable Remi following. There were your everyday find this or that missions, the solve such or such puzzle or riddle, the help wanted type magic missions, and then suddenly her eyes were drawn to a mission in the bottom right hand corner. She read over it a few times - apparently a young girl, not of human nature, had been kidnapped by a dark guild. There was a reward for finding her, but it lacked in information. It seemed they did not want to provide information on why the girl was kidnapped, or anything else about her other than her appearance. Analea ripped it off its tack and shoved it in the girl's direction. "This one. I need to do this one." She had a serious expression on her face, she genuinely cared about this girl who was kidnapped.
Remi didn't say anything to her, he just board daggers into her skin. "Who will find her if we don't?" Remi's eyes softened and he turned around in the other direction, looking slightly awkward for a moment. "Whatever." Analea hugged him from behined. "Thank you." she said, ignoring the fact Remi seemed to be grinding his teeth and standing like a statue. "Well Morpeth, did you want to come then? I would sure love the company! You as well!" she smiled at the girl next to her. It was if she got a burst of energy from this mission, she was supposed to find an eight year old girl, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a pale complexion. It showed a picture, she was quite beautiful, she did however look like she had never seen the light of day before. "Your lost little girl is a vampire."
Analea wondered what the circumstances were, she didn't know much about vampires and their families, except for what she heard from Remi. She didn't even know much about werewolves because Remi was so secretive. The dark guilds were always things she had been lacking information about, she was never told much about them and wasn't educated from Fantasia because she had left so soon. They would be needing information should they even know where to find this guild, this girl, if she was even at the guild at all. She then wondered what if they were keeping her elsewhere. "What else does it say?" Remi asked. Analea turned the paper over, but there was nothing. Exactly what were these people trying to hide that they couldn't provide enough information for this girl to be found? "I guess...we just have to-" Remi interrupted her, "We are not going to them all!" he growled at her. "You don't even know if the guild is housing her!" He paused for a moment. "You can rule out Witchblade, they wouldn't take their own, and it is not like Moonlight to harm an innocent child, vampire or not." Analea's eyes widened. She hadn't even thought about the girl being injured. "Then.." There was a loud sigh next to her. "Shadow."
Remi didn't say anything to her, he just board daggers into her skin. "Who will find her if we don't?" Remi's eyes softened and he turned around in the other direction, looking slightly awkward for a moment. "Whatever." Analea hugged him from behined. "Thank you." she said, ignoring the fact Remi seemed to be grinding his teeth and standing like a statue. "Well Morpeth, did you want to come then? I would sure love the company! You as well!" she smiled at the girl next to her. It was if she got a burst of energy from this mission, she was supposed to find an eight year old girl, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a pale complexion. It showed a picture, she was quite beautiful, she did however look like she had never seen the light of day before. "Your lost little girl is a vampire."
Analea wondered what the circumstances were, she didn't know much about vampires and their families, except for what she heard from Remi. She didn't even know much about werewolves because Remi was so secretive. The dark guilds were always things she had been lacking information about, she was never told much about them and wasn't educated from Fantasia because she had left so soon. They would be needing information should they even know where to find this guild, this girl, if she was even at the guild at all. She then wondered what if they were keeping her elsewhere. "What else does it say?" Remi asked. Analea turned the paper over, but there was nothing. Exactly what were these people trying to hide that they couldn't provide enough information for this girl to be found? "I guess...we just have to-" Remi interrupted her, "We are not going to them all!" he growled at her. "You don't even know if the guild is housing her!" He paused for a moment. "You can rule out Witchblade, they wouldn't take their own, and it is not like Moonlight to harm an innocent child, vampire or not." Analea's eyes widened. She hadn't even thought about the girl being injured. "Then.." There was a loud sigh next to her. "Shadow."
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Dara watched as Analea considered her question, mulling over the multitudes of job postings over Talan's shoulder before she roughly tore a posting from the board.
"This one. I need to do this one." Analea said, shoving the poster into Dara's face. Dara had to step back a little as the summoner's enthusiasm seemed to drip from every pore the girl had. Her summon, Remi, seemed to glower at his castor until she added "Who will find her if we don't?" Dara noted the wolf's shift from stern to slightly awkward as he turned from Analea and mumbled, "Whatever." Analea hugged him from behind. "Thank you." she said, ignoring the fact Remi seemed to be grinding his teeth and standing like a statue. Dara managed to stifle a small chuckle at their interaction. Like siblings in a fight.
"Well Morpeth, did you want to come then? I would sure love the company! You as well!" Analea said to Dara, beaming. Dara felt herself flushing slightly, a bit overwhelmed by this energetic woman.
"Me?" Dara's brows knit tightly across her forehead as she contemplated the offer. She was surprised that Analea even considered asking a girl like herself--especially looking the way she did. She was filthy and worn-looking from her three days of travel and sleeping on the side of the road, she was gangly-looking and nothing too impressive to look at. Sure, she could handle herself--she always had--but Analea couldn't possibly know that. Yet, here she was, eager to put her trust in Dara's excessively bandaged hands. "Well--I--is that even allowed?" Dara asked, looking around the room for someone with an answer. "Technically, I haven't even been checked out by your Boss...and also technically speaking,when it comes to actually using my magic for jobs--I'm an amateur." Dara shifted her weight, looking somewhat bashfully at her filthy attire. Dara found that--more than anything--she wanted to help Analea and her Summon find this missing girl. Analea's enthusiasm was admittedly, contagious. But she couldn't bring herself to lie to her and say her magic was anything but flawed. On top of that--she was both tired and hungry--never a good way to be when working with magic. It was a risk of causing the user to faint if they were anything but in top form.
"This one. I need to do this one." Analea said, shoving the poster into Dara's face. Dara had to step back a little as the summoner's enthusiasm seemed to drip from every pore the girl had. Her summon, Remi, seemed to glower at his castor until she added "Who will find her if we don't?" Dara noted the wolf's shift from stern to slightly awkward as he turned from Analea and mumbled, "Whatever." Analea hugged him from behind. "Thank you." she said, ignoring the fact Remi seemed to be grinding his teeth and standing like a statue. Dara managed to stifle a small chuckle at their interaction. Like siblings in a fight.
"Well Morpeth, did you want to come then? I would sure love the company! You as well!" Analea said to Dara, beaming. Dara felt herself flushing slightly, a bit overwhelmed by this energetic woman.
"Me?" Dara's brows knit tightly across her forehead as she contemplated the offer. She was surprised that Analea even considered asking a girl like herself--especially looking the way she did. She was filthy and worn-looking from her three days of travel and sleeping on the side of the road, she was gangly-looking and nothing too impressive to look at. Sure, she could handle herself--she always had--but Analea couldn't possibly know that. Yet, here she was, eager to put her trust in Dara's excessively bandaged hands. "Well--I--is that even allowed?" Dara asked, looking around the room for someone with an answer. "Technically, I haven't even been checked out by your Boss...and also technically speaking,when it comes to actually using my magic for jobs--I'm an amateur." Dara shifted her weight, looking somewhat bashfully at her filthy attire. Dara found that--more than anything--she wanted to help Analea and her Summon find this missing girl. Analea's enthusiasm was admittedly, contagious. But she couldn't bring herself to lie to her and say her magic was anything but flawed. On top of that--she was both tired and hungry--never a good way to be when working with magic. It was a risk of causing the user to faint if they were anything but in top form.
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Talan couldn't help but frown a little as she seemed to disregard his suggestion, picking one from the board herself. As she removed it, he quickly filled the empty space with the one he had suggested. He then listened as they discussed the job. Either way her werewolf friend did not seem to be fond of the idea. He glanced between them as they spoke, his head tilting to the side slightly as it was announced that it was a vampire that they would be searching for.
Talan watched as Morpeth folded up his newspaper, laying it on the bar before getting to his feet and standing beside Analea to look at the picture of the girl.
He didn't know much about the other races, and so could only trust the werewolves judgement. His face still showed no emotion or reaction to what was going on.
Talan almost lurched forward as Shadow was mentioned.
"Shadow?!" He didn't like the thought of Analea taking on Shadow when she'd only just come home to Fantasia. "But you're tired! You can't take on Shadow in this condition... There's pushing yourself and then there's being plain ridiculous!" He said, so determined to stop her from going that he put his pile of jobs down. "Plus you don't know it was Shadow for sure... You didn't even mention that Eternal Wings, they'd do anything to anyone!"
He would've been all up for them going to take on Shadow, but seeing as he couldn't go himself, he wasn't going to be able to protect anyone if things went wrong while they were out there. He took the sheet from Analea, looking it over.
"You just came back..." He murmured, "And you're going to rush off again...?"
Morpeth sighed heavily, snatching the paper back from his brother and pushing him aside. He was letting his own emotional side get in the way. He held out the paper allowing Analea, looking down at the girl with his golden eyes.
"I'll go with you if you're so sure you want to go..." He said, "You'll need a bit of brute force on your side." He glanced over to Talan who was still sulking.
"On one condition." Morpeth continued, "You spend a night here. Enough to eat and get a little rest so you're at you full strength. You can't help this girl if you get taken out in the first fight."
With that Talan could take his mind off of things as well,
"You can cheer him up too," He heard Morpeth say, glancing at them again and seeing Morpeth gingerly pointing a thumb in his direction.
Talan turned his attention from the group to a girl that came wandering into the guild hall with a stuffed animal in her clutches. He plastered the smile on his face again, though it was not as cheerful as usual.
"Can we help you, miss?" He asked the girl.
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Karr couldn't help but be slightly amused as the girl made sure that he knew not to call her a Little Girl again. Though the small smirk was wiped off his face as he was told that the apple was actually full of poison instead of an explosive. He gritted his teeth as she played with the apple like a toy as she looked him in the eye. She mentioned some fairy tale that the apple was based around, vaguely familiar with the tale though not enough to be able to recognise the cape and the apple.
The miller's daughter? He was not familiar with this town, and so wasn't sure who this woman was. But the girl seemed to be on a mission to kill the girl for no good reason. How was he supposed to get to the woman first if he didn't know who she was? Before he had the chance to get any idea to go, the girl had run off into the market. Karr let out a growl as she disappeared into the crowd. She knew where she was going, there was no way he could get to the woman before her. He'd have to intercept her on the way or something. It was too crowded to keep up with her like this though. He'd need a better strategy.
A white wolf burst from the alleyway, the same messenger bag as Karr was slung across it's body. Karr raced into the market place, people almost diving aside to get out of the way of the burly wolf. His snow white fur almost glowed in the sunlight as he raced through the streets to chase after the girl. Her scent had filled his nostrils and keeping track of her was going to be no problem now. She was a fast little mite, he had to give her that. But people were not moving out of the way for her like they were for him and so things were made a little better. He growled loudly as he got close, aiming to get up beside her. Then he could attempt to knock her over... or at least knock the apple out of her grasp. Now he could taste the bitter scent of the apple, tainted with darkness. It made him even more determined to succeed.
Talan watched as Morpeth folded up his newspaper, laying it on the bar before getting to his feet and standing beside Analea to look at the picture of the girl.
He didn't know much about the other races, and so could only trust the werewolves judgement. His face still showed no emotion or reaction to what was going on.
Talan almost lurched forward as Shadow was mentioned.
"Shadow?!" He didn't like the thought of Analea taking on Shadow when she'd only just come home to Fantasia. "But you're tired! You can't take on Shadow in this condition... There's pushing yourself and then there's being plain ridiculous!" He said, so determined to stop her from going that he put his pile of jobs down. "Plus you don't know it was Shadow for sure... You didn't even mention that Eternal Wings, they'd do anything to anyone!"
He would've been all up for them going to take on Shadow, but seeing as he couldn't go himself, he wasn't going to be able to protect anyone if things went wrong while they were out there. He took the sheet from Analea, looking it over.
"You just came back..." He murmured, "And you're going to rush off again...?"
Morpeth sighed heavily, snatching the paper back from his brother and pushing him aside. He was letting his own emotional side get in the way. He held out the paper allowing Analea, looking down at the girl with his golden eyes.
"I'll go with you if you're so sure you want to go..." He said, "You'll need a bit of brute force on your side." He glanced over to Talan who was still sulking.
"On one condition." Morpeth continued, "You spend a night here. Enough to eat and get a little rest so you're at you full strength. You can't help this girl if you get taken out in the first fight."
With that Talan could take his mind off of things as well,
"You can cheer him up too," He heard Morpeth say, glancing at them again and seeing Morpeth gingerly pointing a thumb in his direction.
Talan turned his attention from the group to a girl that came wandering into the guild hall with a stuffed animal in her clutches. He plastered the smile on his face again, though it was not as cheerful as usual.
"Can we help you, miss?" He asked the girl.
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Karr couldn't help but be slightly amused as the girl made sure that he knew not to call her a Little Girl again. Though the small smirk was wiped off his face as he was told that the apple was actually full of poison instead of an explosive. He gritted his teeth as she played with the apple like a toy as she looked him in the eye. She mentioned some fairy tale that the apple was based around, vaguely familiar with the tale though not enough to be able to recognise the cape and the apple.
The miller's daughter? He was not familiar with this town, and so wasn't sure who this woman was. But the girl seemed to be on a mission to kill the girl for no good reason. How was he supposed to get to the woman first if he didn't know who she was? Before he had the chance to get any idea to go, the girl had run off into the market. Karr let out a growl as she disappeared into the crowd. She knew where she was going, there was no way he could get to the woman before her. He'd have to intercept her on the way or something. It was too crowded to keep up with her like this though. He'd need a better strategy.
A white wolf burst from the alleyway, the same messenger bag as Karr was slung across it's body. Karr raced into the market place, people almost diving aside to get out of the way of the burly wolf. His snow white fur almost glowed in the sunlight as he raced through the streets to chase after the girl. Her scent had filled his nostrils and keeping track of her was going to be no problem now. She was a fast little mite, he had to give her that. But people were not moving out of the way for her like they were for him and so things were made a little better. He growled loudly as he got close, aiming to get up beside her. Then he could attempt to knock her over... or at least knock the apple out of her grasp. Now he could taste the bitter scent of the apple, tainted with darkness. It made him even more determined to succeed.
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Ikavi was perched up on a roof, watching the two who used to be helping each other, now play chase. It seemed the girl with the hood was on the verge of killing someone, how did Ikavi know this? Because he coded a portal inside the boys shadow. It was like a mirror in a way, if Ikavi looked into his portal of darkness instead of seeing himself, he would see and hear Karr through the shadow. Ikavi watched as they went out of his eyesight and sighed, opening a dark portal, formed of darkness and dark energy, he stepped into it. Immediately appearing behind the wolf man, He jumped past the wolf, his one black wing helping him fly fast enough to appear in front of the girl. They were now in an open square, no one was there due to the sight of a wolf and a demon. In the middle of the square was a foutain, the rest were shops, tall and short ones, the ground was brick, and benches were placed here and there. Also some flower pots were place in front of the shops, it looked nice and peaceful. The pigeons flew away once the (3) noisy people appeared.
"Stop," his voice seemed like ice his body stone, he had a dark aurora around him all of a sudden. His wings were spread out 25 feet wife, one with feathers and the other full of skeletons. He liked the wold, he wanted to help him, "The apple," he said in a dark voice, a bit of darkness forming around him.
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Raril smiled brightly at the boy, "Oh I dont really need anything," she looked around and then at the boy again moving her hand to pet the boy and chuckle. She then quickly plucked 5 pieces of hair at once from the boy and took out a tube putting it in. "Thanks," she hummed and took a step back pretending she did nothing and turned around to run when she suddenly bumped into a slender but strong figure, all she saw before she fell down was red and pink.
She looked up to see a woman with long blonde hair, curled at the tips, it went down to her breasts. She had on a cloak kind of and a vest and boots. She looked down at Raril with a hard gaze, "Who are you?" she didn't ask, it was more like an order. The girl practically hissed, trying ot trip her but failed and was pinned to the ground. "I dont like intruders," she said in a dull monotone and Raril growled.
"Heh, weak now?" Raril elbowed the woman in the stomach and kicked her off of her running off. She wasnt in the mood for this, she wanted her money, and new medicine. That chick with the blonde hair was crazy.
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Yu watched as the little girl ran off and this made her chuckle, she had saw the mission poster stuck into her dress, she must have just been on a mission and doing her job it seemed. Yu, the head of Fantasia, smiled at everyone, "Analea, your back," she went and hugged the girl, "Its good to see you," Her smell was the same, dirt, yet floral. Her clothes were torn up and she had ash on her face and a burn on her arm. She had just come back from a dangerous mission. Yet she acted in perfect health and seemed to not be in pain for all the bruises and burns and scars on her body.
she scratched her head, yawning and waved at Morpeth, "Thanks for watching the place while i was gone Morpeth,"
"Stop," his voice seemed like ice his body stone, he had a dark aurora around him all of a sudden. His wings were spread out 25 feet wife, one with feathers and the other full of skeletons. He liked the wold, he wanted to help him, "The apple," he said in a dark voice, a bit of darkness forming around him.
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Raril smiled brightly at the boy, "Oh I dont really need anything," she looked around and then at the boy again moving her hand to pet the boy and chuckle. She then quickly plucked 5 pieces of hair at once from the boy and took out a tube putting it in. "Thanks," she hummed and took a step back pretending she did nothing and turned around to run when she suddenly bumped into a slender but strong figure, all she saw before she fell down was red and pink.
She looked up to see a woman with long blonde hair, curled at the tips, it went down to her breasts. She had on a cloak kind of and a vest and boots. She looked down at Raril with a hard gaze, "Who are you?" she didn't ask, it was more like an order. The girl practically hissed, trying ot trip her but failed and was pinned to the ground. "I dont like intruders," she said in a dull monotone and Raril growled.
"Heh, weak now?" Raril elbowed the woman in the stomach and kicked her off of her running off. She wasnt in the mood for this, she wanted her money, and new medicine. That chick with the blonde hair was crazy.
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Yu watched as the little girl ran off and this made her chuckle, she had saw the mission poster stuck into her dress, she must have just been on a mission and doing her job it seemed. Yu, the head of Fantasia, smiled at everyone, "Analea, your back," she went and hugged the girl, "Its good to see you," Her smell was the same, dirt, yet floral. Her clothes were torn up and she had ash on her face and a burn on her arm. She had just come back from a dangerous mission. Yet she acted in perfect health and seemed to not be in pain for all the bruises and burns and scars on her body.
she scratched her head, yawning and waved at Morpeth, "Thanks for watching the place while i was gone Morpeth,"
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Senano Yu
"Don't Play Games With Me."
Raril Rorrrax
A Rose withering
Ikavi Esoen Balon
Eyes as pure as gold but a heart stuck in a fold.
Talan Grace
This might kill me, but at least this way I'll die a mage.
Morpeth Grace
For the sake of this guild, I hope you made the right decision Boss.
Gabriel Sinclair
They took my past...why should I not take their future?
Dara Silva
Don't let that innocent sleeping face fool you, she's no pushover.
Li Lou
Want to play a game? It's called LIFE.
Leon Nilyon
Demented far beyond your comprehension I'm afraid..
Analea Tanaka
A sweet, loving, and generous girl. She is on the quiet side and a bit clumbsy, but she is overall a nice person. Rumors have spread about her though, in her absence from Fantasia.
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Ikavi Esoen Balon
Eyes as pure as gold but a heart stuck in a fold.
Morpeth Grace
For the sake of this guild, I hope you made the right decision Boss.
Li Lou
Want to play a game? It's called LIFE.
Senano Yu
"Don't Play Games With Me."
Dara Silva
Don't let that innocent sleeping face fool you, she's no pushover.
Analea Tanaka
A sweet, loving, and generous girl. She is on the quiet side and a bit clumbsy, but she is overall a nice person. Rumors have spread about her though, in her absence from Fantasia.
Leon Nilyon
Demented far beyond your comprehension I'm afraid..
Marietta Ashton
"Treat me well & I'll return the courtesy."
Amandi Launden
"Not all of us are terrible, you know. Just most of us.... Honestly, I'm the only one I know like this."
Raril Rorrrax
A Rose withering
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Karr Tamesis
Curiosity killed the cat? Well I am lucky to be a wolf then...
Dara Silva
Don't let that innocent sleeping face fool you, she's no pushover.
Gabriel Sinclair
They took my past...why should I not take their future?
Senano Yu
"Don't Play Games With Me."
Analea Tanaka
A sweet, loving, and generous girl. She is on the quiet side and a bit clumbsy, but she is overall a nice person. Rumors have spread about her though, in her absence from Fantasia.
Ikavi Esoen Balon
Eyes as pure as gold but a heart stuck in a fold.
Leon Nilyon
Demented far beyond your comprehension I'm afraid..
Raril Rorrrax
A Rose withering
Morpeth Grace
For the sake of this guild, I hope you made the right decision Boss.
Talan Grace
This might kill me, but at least this way I'll die a mage.
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Avalon, the main town.
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The main and most popular guild of all races.
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The meeting place for all the hunters.
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Eternal Wings Owner: RolePlayGateway
The all demon guild.
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The all human guild.
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Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
1, 2, 3, 4by Fallen on Wed Jan 05, 2011 2:30 pm
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Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
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Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
:/ well it is me and Prince waiting on Cloud, so you could post Fallen. And if Cloud doesn't reply soon then me and Prince can work things out to free up our characters...
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
wow, sorry I haven't been on. I died a bit--but now I am revived! :D
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
Should i continue to wait for cloud, or should i post D:?
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
Yeah, well maybe some PM-ing to those who haven't posted since our reviving the rp will help? They might not noticed the OOC after all (:
And a roleplayers wanted forum may work for finding a new shadow leader. (:
And a roleplayers wanted forum may work for finding a new shadow leader. (:
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
Hmm we are waiting on Cloud and Prince right?
Also, since nanase abandoned her chars should i make a post searching for chars in her spot. One of them was shadows leader and i feel like we need that lol.
Also, since nanase abandoned her chars should i make a post searching for chars in her spot. One of them was shadows leader and i feel like we need that lol.
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
Yay! Posting is good. ^.^ After the next person posts I'll start up a post for Gabriel. :)
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
O.o this keeps not working out it she plans it seems...
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
Yay!
Alright i'll post when i get home I have to pick up my mom from work e.e'.
*Is half dead and half asleep*
Sigh 8D.
Alright i'll post when i get home I have to pick up my mom from work e.e'.
*Is half dead and half asleep*
Sigh 8D.
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
Yeahhh, keep going! we didn't far into things... D:
Go Go Go! haha
Go Go Go! haha
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
*Spazzes*
Alright alright im here x_X
Don't ask where I've been e_e'
If everyone is still interested id like to keep going with the rp.
Alright alright im here x_X
Don't ask where I've been e_e'
If everyone is still interested id like to keep going with the rp.
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
:/ I hate that it seems like this time of year any roleplays i join die out fast
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
I shall post tomorrow D:
Sorry I haven't been on lately Dx
Sorry I haven't been on lately Dx
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
Hmm.. Karr can add details to the chase, have him over-run Li and knock objects to slow her down.
There can be a mini fight scene as one character tries to over run the other.
I feel like I killed the Rp ._.
There can be a mini fight scene as one character tries to over run the other.
I feel like I killed the Rp ._.
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
Ahh, I don't know whether to post as Karr... D:
kinda waiting on Fallen so I can do all three characters at once... :|
kinda waiting on Fallen so I can do all three characters at once... :|
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
oh, i didnt know that xD lol ;P no it isnt ill change the sealed mage thing and also the element thing rite now ;D
Lol i should add a voice sample xD lool
Lol i should add a voice sample xD lool
Re: Fantasia (Guilds of Magic) (OOC/Accepting)
I have one problem with your character.
She can only have one element due to being human no matter how strong she is.
It would just mean she's exceptionally strong in one element.
And sealed mage is lacking of abilities so that's okay to you :o?
She can only have one element due to being human no matter how strong she is.
It would just mean she's exceptionally strong in one element.
And sealed mage is lacking of abilities so that's okay to you :o?