Skinwalkers: Resonance of the Lost

Skinwalkers: Resonance of the Lost

In a desolate world, a humble empire expands under the rule of one man. A small pack of rebels vows to end it. What could these two sides possibly have in common? … They are outcasts. They are not human. They are Skinwalkers.

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Introduction

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Welcome to a different world - a world where the era of civilization has long passed by. War, plague, industrial accidents, and natural disasters have left their mark, leaving much of this earth bare and barren. Plants struggle for their own survival, and agriculture is an impossible goal from the infertile soil. With no electrical grid and few working generators, technology is a rare and foreign commodity. The era of skyscrapers and electronic goods are times of obscure legends. Many dangerous, mutated creatures roam this land, making life far too hazardous to those who foolishly choose to venture alone.

For this reason, most humans exist in small, highly superstitious villages. They shun all that are strange to them, frightened of the bizarre, the potentially dangerous... some, even their own children. There is one particular being, born of human parents that is regarded with greater suspicion and terror than any other: Skinwalkers.

They choose to call themselves Changers, Skinwalkers being a title bestowed upon them by terrified humans, and they are easily identified from birth or shortly afterwards. They are born with strange traits - perhaps sharp teeth, blunt claws for nails, or slits for pupils. Some have feathers in the stead of hair, and others, normal in appearance, may display oddities in their behavior. A child might chase mice, might howl to the moon... but most frightening to the humans of all, is how these Changers or Skinwalkers could change their forms, take the form of an animal... of course, which is from what both their titles were derived.

Humans could not explain why this happened, so they assumed the powers evil in origin. Eventually it came to be that these shape-shifting beings were shunned from society all together. Most were killed upon discovery, in fear that the parents would be shunned from their own society as heralds of evil. Some were abandoned, banished into the olden ruins by their family or village, and told in no certain terms that if they were seen again, no mercy would be shown. Of course, now and again, the odd human would do so tearfully, sorrowfully.....

While life was difficult for humans in this harsh world, it was all the worse for the Changers. Most died out, being abandoned too young to survive in the wastelands. Even those who grew to adulthood, being alone with few skills of their own, were quickly killed by the mutant creatures that roamed the wastes and ruins. Others lost their humanity completely, becoming nothing more than savage beasts.

However, some - the resourceful, the strong, the adaptable - managed to survive, and of them, a handful... just a mere handful banded together into packs in order to increase their chances at this game of life and death.

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Now, what is our story? What is so significant about these Changers, these Skinwalkers, that we've told you so much about them now? What do they have to do with the city now known as Aethes? To put it simply, the world of this story is not all that large - it focuses on this lost city of Aethes, on two branches of Changers. The more prominent, the one that even far off human settlements have heard rumors of, is the growing empire - his empire. He bears power over the hundreds of Changers, shunned from the rest of the world, who gathered in the city ruins. They respect him and follow him for his great strength. He makes his base at the sole reservoir of Aethes - a precious site as clean water is scarce, and even the rain is contaminated. He shoulders the burden of making it last and keeping the citizens safe and well.

He is a hero to all the Changers of the world...
...Supposedly.

Despite the praises surrounding this great leader, both within the borders of Aethes and in the surrounding wastelands as well, there are a select few who do not support him, few who do not believe in this supposed 'great hero', 'great leader'.

A small band of rebels living within Aethes, they call themselves The Pack.

This 'pack' - well, it seems only they will ever know why they've chosen to oppose the leader of this growing empire. With their smaller, insignificant numbers, they have accomplished little - too little. The Pack has few accomplishments to speak of except that they have yet to be caught, have yet to die out. The Army has declared to the inhabitants of the empire that these rebels, along with any and all humans that happen to stray into the city, were to be killed on sight. For what reason? Well, what everyone's heard is that the rebels of The Pack are working to cast the Changer empire, their hard won prosperity to ruin, and bring humans back to Aethes. Only the rebels know how close or far to truth these words may be.


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Once upon a time, the world was green and filled with life, and on one portion of that world, there was a great city, prosperous and grand. It was said to be a bustling capital city, a metropolis famous for its stunning lights and starry nights. An urban paradise, it was called, with at least one thing that appealed to everyone. A melting pot of cultures all set melded into one society.

That world and that city are no more.

The reason was lost in the haze of years past, but the world is barren now. The earth is dry with desert sands replacing what was once called an ocean. Trees are scarce and waters scarcer, and the creatures who depend on both are dying out. There are places in this new world that can bear no life and all who set foot there are horribly disfigured or driven mad. The old languages are lost. The old writings are lost. The old way of living is forever lost. This lifeless world, this dying world, is the present world that some say was born of greed, of fear, of anger, or ambition. This is the present world that spares no one of its suffering, yet some still struggle to live on. The humans clung together, finding settlements closest to resources to try and continue their legacy. However, it was not only the world that changed. Over the years, mutants emerged, dangerous and wilder than any existing beast. Perhaps it was the influence of this new addition to the world, these terrifying creatures, that caused the humans to hate the Changers so. It is unknown when they first called them Skinwalkers, a word that held significance in olden words, but now was said with contempt and fear.

More time passed, and more and more of these Changers, these Skinwalkers emerged, and more and more were cast into the wastelands, far from any site that could hope to sustain life. Those who managed to survive chose to wander, and many who wandered found the ruins of a city. They were the remains of what was clearly once a great settlement, but that mattered not. What mattered was this: it was a home, and the humans hadn't found it yet. Thus, survivors began to gather and start new lives, and this city came to be called Aethes.

Through word of mouth and the spirit of rumors, stories of this Changer City reached even human settlements, which put them ill at ease. The Changers who heard of it, however, found hope. Yet there were still problems - shunned from society, few Changers knew of how to survive with others. Every one of them lived for themselves alone. Anarchy ensued.

Now, it is unknown for what reasons, but there was one Changer who rose above the rest of them. He united the population under him, and through him, peace was found. Did he simply decide to take advantage of a weakened society and seize power? Or was he truly hoping to unite the Changers to start their own legacy? As with a pack, his true intentions are known only to him, but the fact of the matter is this:

Now we have an empire. Now we have an army.

With these two things come rules and oppression, but whether the people accept it or not is not our place to tell.
This is where our story starts, with the great empire of a great Changer, and the small Pack of rebels who seek to stop it.


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Its name and glory lost in time, this city is the empty skeleton of a once grand civilization. Although it has earned many names in myths and tales, those who know of it now call it Aethes. What it was in the past is of no importance now... because in these times, it is no longer the awe-inspiring city it once was. Now, it is simply the only place for Changers to go. These city ruins are set in the wastes, with the human-settled hills to the distant north and desert every other way. These deserts hide no wells, and rain is scarce - what little there is has been contaminated anyway. Yet, despite these conditions, within these ruins, Changers have forged a small society.

The heart of it lies near the center of the ruins - a building miraculously standing, far less weather-beaten than the others. It seems there was some misinformation in the prior passage - these deserts hide no wells... but they do hide a reservoir.

His reservoir.

It is unknown how this building survived when all others collapsed under the burden of time and contamination, and even more mysterious is how the water within it has remained pure when even rain falls like acid. Some say the supernatural is at work, that it was a gift from some greater power, and perhaps it is so - after all, when one peers into the waters at night, they'll see a thousand glittering lights like stars within their depths. However, none of the common people can see this. As stated before, ever since he united the Changers, this is his reservoir, and he keeps it guarded close. Beside it, he has constructed a makeshift fortress, large enough for him and all his officials, taking up a good third of the ruins still standing. From here, he rules over the city of Aethes.

The rest of the Changers have forged new lives in the surrounding buildings, those ruins just stable enough to inhabit. As for the remainder, although by description, it is still a part of Aethes, these ruins are little more than rubble. Only mutants lurk and thrive here in these crumbled structures... or so most believe.

What most do not realize is there is more to the debris than it seems.

In a section at the outskirts of Aethes, where the concrete fell most heavily and the dust lies thickest, there is more than just the mutants. Beneath the rubble, hidden within the ruins is a rebellion. How is this possible? Well, there is shelter beneath the debris. This shelter comes in the form of a single car of what was once some kind of mechanized, elongated form of transportation. There is not much room at all, and certainly it cannot be compared to the fortress the leader of Aethes has constructed, but this is where the Pack does its work. Perhaps it is for the best, as so far from the fortress and the populated parts of the city and buried beneath the rubble so, this base is near impossible to find. However, as mentioned, it seems to be a car of what was once an elongated machine, so perhaps beneath the layers of surrounding remains, there are similar shelters waiting to be discovered.

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Changing:
Changing is a process that requires an incessant amount of willpower and energy from the changer. Varying from person to person, they might experience excruciating pain to mild discomfort to absolutely nothing at all during the shift between forms. Once starting the process, it takes about three seconds on average, and once started, the process cannot be reverted midway. Many Changers avert their eyes through the process as a courtesy, as it is somewhat disconcerting to see one's form rebel against its given nature. Changing with a broken bone or other injury is not recommended, as the process places unnecessary strain on the wound, and no one knows exactly what havoc these injuries will cause - and the pain is debilitating as well. Undoing the change partway is impossible. Many have tried to stop their transformation or manipulate the order in which their changes take place, but to this date, no one has succeeded.

As when changing from an animal to a human causes some difficulties with clothing, the Army possesses a special material. This cloth is durable yet retains an elastic quality, enabling it to shrink into a collar on an animal, and rolled down to resemble clothing upon return to human form. This material is so rare that only a few Changers outside of the upper echelon of the Army will possess it, so others have to make due with whatever they have available.

Mutants:
It is unsure why some strains of animals have morphed into these hideous, monstrous creatures. However, they are far more dangerous than any Changer. Adapting to survive in the new ruined world... maybe they've lost something as well.

The most common type is that of a deer. Not the pacifist, flighty animals from the past, they have evolved to grow large, twisted, and cruelly barbed antlers, specifically designed to rend and rip through flesh. Although they still possess their speed, their hooves have strengthened and sharpened greatly. Their eyes are sunken now, from a lifetime of hunting those that used to be their predators. Somewhere in the past, their ancestors have interbred with giraffes and horses, leaving them with a thick mane and a longer, almost swollen neck.

In the air, a large winged mutated bird flies. With blood red plumage, and a screeching caw, their very shadow can send the shivers into even bravest of the Changers. They can be seen diving down into the city, and coming up with a squirming object in their talons. There are still stories these rocs, as they are called, taking live Changers into the air before dropping them down from heights. Otherwise, the screams from their victims being ripped into pieces rock Aethes every now and then. They possess two heads, both armed with a sharp beak, and more frightening, both heads have been seen fighting in some occurrences. Their talons are sharp and black in color, and these rocs possess three on each foot, six in total.

But they aren't the worst that are out there. Frequently seen is a type of beast that resembles a mix between the lion and various other predators. With strength that rivals that of even the strongest Changers, they are spotted with faint cloud-like designs. Their bite has been known to kill instantly and many a Changer has lost their life at its feet. A thick lion's mane surrounds black eyes for both genders, and a fierce, tooth-filled maw. Luckily, these are seen much less commonly than the mutated deer, but there are rumors about how these mutants have attained a taste for Changers in particular. They normally prey upon the deer, but can be seen eating anything that moves. No longer the king of beasts, but they still possess their feared power.

However, most Changers don't get to see more than a shadow lurking in the ruins, and those who have don't live to tell the tale...

And there are even more. Other types have been spotted around the city, but with no survivors, nothing is known about their appearance. When arriving at the scene, all that is ever left are the largest blood-stained tracks that the Skinwalkers have ever seen. There is never any bodies - only bloodstains mark the final resting places of these unfortunate souls.

Technology:
Electricity? Digital? What are those? They are things of legend, so obscure that even names of such objects have been forgotten. There is no source of power in this new world, all the grids having failed far before any memory's reach. Yes, one might be able to find the shell of a battery, the remnant of that mysterious device called a camera, but they're little more than paperweights and other junk to the inhabitants of this new world. The closest thing to technology they possess are handguns and rifles. Pure mechanics - no convenient energy, but even then, the army is in possession of most of the remaining firearms, and the last remnants of ammunition are jealously stored.

This is the world they live in.


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Changers are those who can shift between the form of a human and that of an animal, but there are differences and rules regarding this strange ability.

Some Changers are more animalistic as humans than others.
Some Changers are more human as animals than others.

What traits carry over to either side seems rather difficult to define, but here it is described to the best of anyone's ability.

Lupus - More common than quite a few other kinds, Lupus are the strongest and toughest of the Changers, usually being able to take several more hits and lift things far greater than other Changers. Their senses, especially their sense of smell and hearing, are increased, and they are generally good at tracking. Adversely, their exquisite sense of smell is also a weakness, with Lupus Changers having fallen unconscious from overpowering stenches. They also have a limited sense of balance compared to other Changers, and find climbing difficult to learn. They also generally have a red-green colour blindness, thought to be inherited from their changed form, which is that of a dog. Differentiation between breeds is unclear, as most tend to take the form of a mix of several different sorts with a large variation in builds, coats, and temperaments. However in general, they are larger, sturdier boned creatures with strong jaws and large muscle mass. Rather, put more simply, they tend to be mutts. They tend to be at odds with Miaos due to conflicting animalistic natures, and are naturally untrusting of Raposas.

Miao - Don't let the cutesy name fool you, these Miao Changers turn into feral cats. They are one of the more nimble Changers, at least when it comes to their feet. There are isolated occurences where there have been Miao Changers, known as Greater Miao, that have turned into smaller wildcats, such as lynxes, ocelots, and fishing cats. They are often very nimble on their feet, being good at jumping and keeping their balance in adverse conditions. They also extremely good night vision and the ability to hear a long distance, as well as able to properly hear a greater variety of frequencies, even more so than their Lupus cousins. In return, they are hypersensitive to movement, often enough to cause distraction. Their palette can also be a problem for them, with inability to taste sweetness and various obscure things being poisonous to them when they otherwise wouldn't be. Such things include Easter lilies, large amounts of garlic and various types of painkillers.
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Aveis - A smaller and rarer Changer, the Aveis changers take the form of a bird - usually various songbirds or scavengers. Every-so-often, an odd small bird of prey is found, deemed 'Larger Aveis' by the local Changer population. Their human form is usually marked by features mixed in their hair or on their body. Like their changed form, Aveis possess lightweight bones, a high metabolic rate, and efficient breathing. Although this makes them lighter than a majority of Changers, this gives them have a certain susceptibility to poison, a larger appetite compared to others, and brittle bones. In their avian form, most possess the ability to fly, although the aptitude of using this form of transportation depends on both practice and the species. Aveis possess the strongest eyesight of all the Changers and are able to see ultraviolet light and a wide spectrum of colors. However, their sense of smell and taste are muted due to their dependence on sight. They tend to be scared of Miaos and Ariads, due to incombility of species.

Reban - An unusual changer, those of the Reban kind are able to take the form of a raccoon. They are the most dextrous of the changers, being naturally quick and nimble with their fingers. How this skill is used differs between individuals, but it is well known that many thieves find root in their Reban nature. In general, their changed forms have poor eyesight, but have superior hearing in compensation. They also possess an enhanced sense of smell, although it is not on par with those of Lupus or Raposas. The human forms of Reban are marked with the same dexterity and hyper-sensitivity in their hands as their animal counterparts, but often also retain physical qualities such as the blunt claws or the coarse nature or hues of their fur in their hair. In changed form, they are skilled climbers and fair swimmers, but their physical speed itself is lacking due to the shortness of their limbs. However, this is of a lesser concern, as a raccoon's stealth in the trees compensates for its lack of agility. Such characteristics overall make Rebans good survivors, particularly since most take on the diet of their changed form - anything edible. Rebans are often distrusted due to the negative associations with their kind.

Ariad - Perhaps the strangest of all Changers, the Ariads are able to take the form of spiders, more often venomous than not. Stranger still, many retain much of their animal advvantages in their human form. Some are able to scale walls, while others retain weak venom in their teeth, and a rare few can spin silk as a human. For these reasons, most Ariads are reluctant to change into their tiny, vulnerable, but more deadly forms. However, these retained advantages mean that they also retain the disadvantages of their changed form. Ariads, be it in changed or human form, lack a clear sense of balance or speed, and they rely solely on eyesight to determine orientation. Without their vision, they are unable to tell which side is up, but they also have rather poor eyesight in general.

Raposa - Another rare and unusual Changer, the Raposa can take the form of foxes of many kinds. They are naturally independent and cunning, inheriting the reputably sly nature of their changed forms. This, coupled with their agile form and keen senses, make them skilled hunters and accomplished survivalists. Their eyes are sensitive to movement, although not as much as Miaos, and a sensitive nose, although lacking in comparison to those of some kinds of Lupus. They are stealthy in their own right and can navigate with ease in the dark, but their physical strength is diminished compared to humans and some other Changers. As an instinct inherited from their changed form, Raposa are naturally wary of Lupus.

Murin - The Murin have the ability to change into a mouse or a rat. For this reason, they are quite possibly the most mistreated of all Changers. They are often deemed prey by animals and other Changers alike, and also bullied for their minute stature. In general, the humans resemble their changed form - small, frail, and physically unimpressive. However, their lack of natural defenses give them one great benefit: they have no equal when it comes to disappearing. Their small form and agility give Murin the ability to hide from predators, from all enemies, and if they choose, easily keep watch on others should it come to that. Understandably, most have an aversion to Miaos.


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Leader - The founder and the de-facto leader of this smaller faction. Open
Deputy - Murin... of doom. [RPed by Alasund De'astio]
Scout - Checking the nearby area for others who may be either enemies or allies. [RPed by VitaminHeart]
Thief - The one who takes anything and everything that might be of help to the cause. [RPed by Cienpher]
Infiltrator - There needs to be someone who knows what's going on in the camp of their very enemy, right? After all, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. [Open]
Strategist - The one who creates the plans that the Rebels follow.
Medic - With their measly numbers, it's vital that they remain in the best health as is possible. [RPed by TnevdaNai]
Youth - Of all their numbers, the youth is the most endangered... after all, the child of a Changer is almost always a human child... [RPed by blackberry jam]



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Leader - The most powerful person in The Army. This is his army, not anyone else's [RPed by spudjohnson]
Wife/Advisor - The closest person to the Leader - she is the one that holds his ear. [RPed by foreverxraining]
First Lieutenant - A Lupus who is directly under the Leader's rule and controls the soldiers in the Army. [RPed by Cienpher]
Second Lieutenant - As with the First Lieutenant, a Lupus who is directly under the leader's rule and controls the soldiers in the Army. [RPed by VitaminHeart]
Doctor - What kind of army is this who doesn't have someone to patch everyone up? [RPed by SupposedlyAnonymous]
Bodyguard - The job of the Bodyguard is simply to make sure that the head of the empire doesn't get cut off... [RPed by WetMatches]
Spymaster - Collecting information - dealing with other spies - a behind the scenes job [RPed by Nivosity]
Spy - A Changer that collects information until the control of the Spymaster [RPed by Witless]
Interrogator (Leader) - Your secrets are unsafe with the Interrogator around... [RPed by Shudderfox-]
Interrogator (2nd) - You can sometimes catch more secrets with knives then words... [RPed by Comrade Vacilli]
Propagandist - Every regime comes with someone to iron out everything to the public. This one is no exception. [Reserved by asentia]



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Watcher - One who watches, who views all from afar. The teller and keeper. [RPed by Alasund De'astio]
Freelancer - A powerful ally who takes no sides, simply assisting those who have more to offer. [Reserved by ColorMeCrimson]


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Skinwalker Application:

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[left][size=200]FULL NAME HERE (Any name is fine, as long as it is pronounceable and not too jarring to the setting. Seeing as Skinwalkers takes place in a post-apocalyptic future setting, we think the names would be a little more eccentric than modern ones.)[/size][/left]

[left][IMG]Picture here of the appearance of character in human form - preferably anime, but a very detailed written description is will do as well.[/IMG][/left]

[right][IMG]Picture here of the appearance of character in animal form - but a detailed written description is will do as well. Feel free to move the placing of this to make your profile look better. We would prefer realistic pictures.[/IMG][/right]

[b]Role[/b]
[size=90]Spymaster? Medic? Bodyguard?[/size]

[b]Type of Changer[/b]
[size=90]Miao? Lupus? Murin?[/size]

[b]Nicknames[/b]
[size=90]What other names does your character go by?[/size]

[b]Gender[/b]
[size=90]Male or Female[/size]

[b]Age[/b]
[size=90]19 - 39[/size]

[b]Personality[/b]
[size=90]Be Creative! As many details as you possibly can.[/size]

[b]Brief Description of Human Form[/b]
[size=90]Detailed description about appearance. Having a picture is no excuse to have no description, as your GMs prefer words.[/size]

[b]Brief Description of Animal Form[/b]
[size=90]Detailed description about animal appearance. A picture is not a fitting replacement for your description. ^^ Be sure to make them at least resemble a real animal - No mastiffs that look like German Shepherds, no pigeons that are pure black, etc.[/size]

[b]Human Skills/Abilities[/b]
[size=90]Abilities that your character possesses in their human form.[/size]

[b]Animal Skills/Abilities[/b]
[size=90]Abilities that your character possesses in their animal form. Please make these realistic, and keep in mind the real characteristics of the animal.[/size]

[b]Weaknesses[/b]
[size=90]Keep your character balanced. Try to make these equal to your character's strengths, and make them something that could end up in their defeat. For example, being too nice wouldn't be a good weakness.[/size]

[b]History[/b]
[size=90]Be creative! What events in their past influenced them, how they got kicked out of their homes, how they joined up with the group they are helping, etc.[/size]

[b]Rumors:[/b]
[size=90]What do the average changers think about your characters? Are there any urban legends about them? What is common knowledge?[/size]

[b]Attitudes:[/b]
[size=90]What does your character think about the others - this can be filled out as you meet characters, but can also be filled in with those that your character would logically have met in the past.[/size]

[b]Other[/b]
[size=90]Anything else?[/size]

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Notes:

A large thank you to VitaminHeart for the original version of this roleplay and granting us permission to recreate it, thus allowing our late characters to live on once more! ^^ More thank you's to the artists of the pictures we have used, but we apologize for not being able to quote your names! One last thank you to those who read all of this and feel interested enough to join!

Also, keep in mind that character death is highly likely in this roleplay, especially during the later phase. After the death of your character, feel free to create a new one as a replacement, so you are still able to participate in this roleplay.

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The Fighting Pit

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The Fighting Pit - Where outlaws meet their end and changers fight for reward

Warehouse 10

Warehouse 10 by RolePlayGateway

Warehouse 10 - Supposedly a great weapon lies behind these guarded walls...

Aethes

Aethes by Nivosity

Aethes - A city that's fallen into ruin. But now, it's the home of all the Changers that manage to survive...

The Ruins

The Ruins by RolePlayGateway

Just a few of the buildings of Aethes remain standing... this is the home of the Army fortress.

The Rubble

The Rubble by RolePlayGateway

The Rubble - Where the elements have beaten civilization to dust. Nothing stands here, only the fragments of the past. However, beneath the surface is the Pack's base.

The Reservoir

The Reservoir by RolePlayGateway

The Reservoir - What sustains the life of the city and glows like a thousand stars in the frigid nights

The Fortress

The Fortress by RolePlayGateway

The Fortress - The heart of the Army, from where the leader and his officials rule over the city.

Rebel Base

Rebel Base by RolePlayGateway

Rebel Base - A train car that lies buried under the rubble - where the rebels make their headquarters, hidden far from the majority of the Changers.

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Character Portrait: Liron Aldaine Character Portrait: Kaishi Futatabi (Kai) Character Portrait: Lorelai Kieran Character Portrait: Caddie Hallow Character Portrait: Hiibel Talcen Character Portrait: Tenko Kieran Character Portrait: Kora Neverwinter Character Portrait: Darvo Kaerd

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Hiibel Talcen; The Fortress


Momentous applause, screams of excitement, roars of encouragement! What should follow any outstanding performance, no matter the kind! And which Hiibel did not receive. Sure, he got applause - from himself, a few Murin, a few Aveis, a stray Raposa or Miao here or there. Not from any Lupus of course. No applause for a mere, lowly cat. How boring...

As his eyes scanned the crowd, he noticed a few latecomers. Mr. Whats-his-face Care, or whoever he was. With a bandaged hand from something, and not looking quite happy to be there. He kept glancing up at Tenko and scanning the crowd, moving closer and closer to the front. Suspicious much? If something needed to be done, Bell had confidence in his speed. His continued turning and taking in the crowd.

Ah, another latecomer. Mrs. Koi Something-or-other clapping overly enthusiastically with a wide smile plastered on her face. And also scanning the crowd. Too late to hear Tenko's speech, she must have heard the end of his and was searching for the speaker. She at least recognized at-least-better-than-average improvised speech and acknowledged it, better than most people. Hiibel grinned wider than before (if that was even possible) and nodded his head in her direction before turning around (had there been a change in expression in that instant?) to continue his sweep of the crowd. And the minimal applause...

As he finished to take in the platform up above, he continued clapping and glanced up again for their reactions. Liron and Tenko glaring at him. Now this would be fun. A few others also seemed mad, while others were amused. But it didn't seem like anyone would stop him. And he was done anyway, so it was probably time to make an exit. How could he do it in such a way that it was grand-and-fit-for-his-performance and yet not so attention-grabbing that it detracted from the leader-that-they-were-here-to-worship?

Luckily for him, the reactions were not quite over! To conclude, there were the screams and roars he had been expecting in response! Finally! Well, now that he thought about it, they were pretty-much-too-delayed-to-be-focused-on-him, and they couldn't quite be attributed to, well, excitement or encouragement... Turning to face the newcomer-who-felt-important-enough-to-steal-his-applause, he was pretty surprised, as one might expect.

A mutant. A bear-like mutant. Mauling whomever was in its path: in this case Mr. Care... And then chaos broke loose, and it was getting too interesting for Hiibel's tastes... Backing up from the dining mutant, he watched the civilians flee for their lives as soldiers began to attack the beast. Well, Hiibel was not a fighter, and he was not going to let himself get killed by this monster. Once again, he scanned the crowd hurriedly, looking to see where people were fleeing, which places were open, where he would not be trampled. There was no time to spare. The noise from all around was deafening - shrieks, screams, roars, yells, complete chaos with a slight semblance of order imposed by Tenko, ordering soldiers to destroy it ASAP.

Mrs. Tenko projected her voice above the din, "Get the young and the elderly away." Yes, that he could help with, even in this chaos. There were a few passageways he knew of, not often used, that he could direct people to. And many people headed toward the same direction, not bothering about the other side passages.

"For goodness sakes, this is a city! Your city! Go different ways, different alleys! If you split up, more people can get out at the same time! Move quickly, but carefully! Let's move!" Lost in concern for others, all traces of amusement had vanished from Hiibel's face, now replaced by worry, fear. A flurry from above reminded him of what many others had apparently also forgotten. "Those who can fly, change and escape! Murin, change and hide in cracks where the mutant can't reach you! The rest of you, get on roofs if possible, and don't stop running until you're safe! Anyone who needs help, follow me!"

He turned and ran off to a side passageway, hidden from sight by rubble, ruins of a building. Directing those who followed into it, he glanced back toward the beast to see it was indeed being stalled by assailants: a Raposa, Lupus, and a few other soldiers. More were coming to take care of it, and the area around it was mostly cleared. Those trapped at the end of the mob fleeing the scene he beckoned over to the passageway, making sure he saved however many people he could. Once the last few were in, he led them through the winding passageway to a safer haven within the city, where they could wait until the mutant was dead or gone. And it would be dead, of course, right? There was an entire army against it, more than enough to take care of one beast.

And of course it would work out, of course they'd be safe, but what would be the price? Who would they lose? And would they be prepared when the next attack came?

The setting changes from The Fortress to Aethes

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Character Portrait: Liron Aldaine Character Portrait: Kaishi Futatabi (Kai) Character Portrait: Lorelai Kieran Character Portrait: Hiibel Talcen Character Portrait: Tenko Kieran

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Liron Aldaine

While his attention was still focused on the irritating Miao, a loud roar and scream split the air. Hurriedly making a 180 degree turn to see what was going on, his keen eyes caught a glimpse of the largest mutant that he had ever seen. It was also the closest, and almost made him forget what he was supposed to do, out of fear. Its glistening fangs seemed ready to rip out the throats of the Changers that had gathered here. His heart was beating quickly, his avian form’s already quick heartbeat accelerating.

The Changers on the ground, mostly Murin or smaller Aveis, and therefore defenseless started to charge, crazed. Liron could only think that he had to escape before it was too late - he didn’t quite want to meet his end here. He still had to flush out the Pack for Tenko - where was Tenko?! He had to get out of her intact! Another roar from the mutant caught his attention, as the furred beast started to dig into his kill. At this moment, Liron hated his above-average eyesight, as it made the sight all the more gruesome.

Soldiers! Destroy that abomination before it hunts down more civilians! Now!” ordered Tenko, taking charge as usual. Feeling a sense of relief at that, as well as anger that he had missed the sight of this mutant, Liron wheeled again, to head towards the stage. He owed his life to Tenko, and if the mutant was to come close to him, he was willing to do anything it took to make sure that Tenko survived.

A sharp pitched bark and then a few seconds later, a pained-sounding yelp rang through the air. The soldiers were probably starting to destroy the mutant, on his order - but Liron couldn’t afford to turn his head and check. Not when speed was of the essence. He had to get there before Tenko was in trouble.

He was close to the walls of the fortress, not wanting to accidentally cause an injury if a kestrel flew at high-speeds into someone’s face, when he caught a glimpse of the kind wife of Tenko, Lorelai. With a firm, but kind voice, she ordered a few of the closer soldiers. “Get the young and the elderly away.” It was just like her to put the welfare of the Changers before her own life, and in a way, Liron was glad that she supported Tenko - the two of them were the best leaders that could ever grace Aethes.

Landing on the wall, he turned to see what was going on. A red-furred Lupus, he recognized that as the Second-Lieutenant, Kora, was hanging on to the throat of the beast, doing her job in the attempt to curtail the destruction that it would bring. Shaking his feathered head slightly, Liron flew carefully, until his talons touched the rough wood of the make-shift stage. There was no wind - therefore, he was unable to hover in the air as he wished to.

For goodness sakes, this is a city! Your city! Go different ways, different alleys! If you split up, more people can get out at the same time! Move quickly, but carefully! Let’s move! Those who can fly, change and escape! Murin, change and hide in cracks where the mutant can’t reach you! The rest of you, get on roofs if possible, and don’t stop running until you’re safe! Anyone who needs help, follow me!” It seemed as though Hiibel was showing his worth for once, and aiding the attempt to protect the citizens of Aethes. The Miao certainly was a troublemaker, and seemed to take adverse delight in tormenting him, but Hiibel was also the one spy that he felt was an acquaintance - almost even a friend.

Fluttering forward towards the leader of the army, Liron perched on the ground close to him, turning his keen eyes in the direction of the mutant. He let out a harsh ‘kee kee kee’ sound, notifying them of his presense - there was no other way to make his presence clear without the ability to speak - and opened his wings slightly, ready to take off at a moments notice. Maybe it was true that Tenko had a Bodyguard, and with all that Liron knew, he did his job well, but - Liron felt as though his being there would be helpful in some way.

The setting changes from Aethes to The Fortress

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Character Portrait: Kora Neverwinter Character Portrait: Farren Leinfelder

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Farren Leinfelder; The Fortress


Whatever that fool of a miao had been saying quickly grew unimportant when a monstrous roar rang through the city. It was far too familiar and too unwelcome a sound. Farren could smell the beast before he saw it – it held the rancid odor of blood and gore in its matted fur and on its breath. A vile creature. Before anyone could do anything, it was suddenly there, standing in the crowd. In mere moments, the blood rained upon the people of Aethes. The mutant devoured his recent kill. The citizens’ screams drowned out all other noise as they all thoughtlessly began to race away. Of all the things to add to a blistering hot day…

“Soldiers! Destroy that abomination before it hunts down more civilians! Now!” Tenko shouted. In the time of that lengthy statement, another changer had lost its life. Farren bit back a remark and immediately raced to the front lines and the soldiers nearby immediately worked into vague formation. Several people took charge of evacuation – Lorelai urging some of the soldiers to protect the children while that miao, Hiibel, tried to maintain a level of efficiency as the panicked rabble ran away. It was better this way. This way, Farren wouldn’t have to concern himself with matters of the crowd. That wasn’t quite his role after all.

“Don’t waste bullets,” Farren snapped, glowering at a soldier who’d retrieved one of the Army’s precious guns. “This is one of the lesser sort.” However, that did not mean they could be careless. With mutants, even the weakest of them were vicious and deadly. Now, in emergency circumstances he was supposed to decide with the Second Lieutenant, Kora , what would be the best course of action. However, it was almost always the same with her – she would mindlessly rush into the fray, as she did now, and attack the enemy with pointless brute force. The chances of her reaching that monster’s main vein were slim to none. As she sank her fangs into the mutant’s throat, Farren eyed the creature warily. All she had done was put herself in the mercy of the monster’s vicious claws.

The best shot they had was to incapacitate it… but how?

“Get it on all fours,” he ordered, “and then heavy lupus target its throat.” It would provide a better chance for Kora, or anyone else for that matter, to reach its vital points. It would also let the miaos and those with weaker animal forms reach the softer underbelly of the creature and aim for internal organs with whatever weapons they could scavange from around them. Farren, however, would be more use in his other form. Casting off the coat of his uniform, the First Lieutenant himself started forward. There was a temporary sensation of coolness, for the fabric of changing-fabric breathed far easier in the heat than that wretched uniform… but it was immediately replaced with sensations of discomfort.

He heard a dull snap from somewhere inside him, resounding through the bones and into his ears. He felt his knees lock for a moment before inverting, the knee caps snapping and refusing in a different manner. His spine seemed to break to pieces as it stretched to accommodate a new tail. The pain distracted him for a moment as his vision blurred, but it as he settled into his canine form, his eyes cleared. The pain, he could ignore – this seemed so long a time to him, but it took a mere two seconds. Without stopping since his transformation, he was soon in front of the mutant, focused intently on just what that fool of a lieutenant planned to do.

The setting changes from The Fortress to Aethes

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Character Portrait: Kaishi Futatabi (Kai) Character Portrait: Kora Neverwinter Character Portrait: Farren Leinfelder

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Kai Futatabi

Growling with anger, Kai got back on her feet, and almost shakily continued to threaten the mutant. It was a dirty beast, which had killed her leader. It was growing difficult to think clearly, through the anger that she felt and the small amount of blood that had been lost. As she gathered her muscles beneath her to leap at the mutant, another Changer, this one a Lupus, made the first move and leapt, with its jaws clamping around the throat of the mutant.

With a grunt of exertion, the mutant reared up onto its hind legs and shook off the Lupus. Taking the chance, Kai leapt upwards, and grabbed on to the scuff on his neck. The dirty fur of the mutant, covered in muck and blood, pressed uncomfortably against her body, and she scrambled with her blunt nails, trying to stay there.

Get it on all fours…” came an authoritative voice of some man, but she could only hope that they would do something before she fell. The mutant looked at her with its beady eyes, and she felt it shooting her a baleful glare. Then, with a mighty heave, she felt her weakening body start to slide back to the ground. Then, the large paws of the mutant came down closer to her back, intending to break it with a single strike, before she managed to gather the energy to slide away. The blow just managed to miss her, and Kai felt the ground shaking. Giving a high whine, she saw that the mutant was starting to try the same action.

She gave a yelp of fear as she knew that she no longer had the energy to dodge. The fall had caused her cracked bone to fall awkwardly, and it was a dull ache in her side. There was also blood flowing down freely from her flank, and pooling on the ground. Through bleary eyes, she watched as the blow came closer and closer, although, by some strange twist of fate, inches away from her face, the mutant turned its attention towards something else.

A Lupus, in front of it. She couldn’t quite see the features or the details, but knowing that there was almost no hope left for her, she used her final dredges of strength and snapped at his leg - he had to be some Army soldier. Maybe she’d go down, but she tried to avenge Tenko, and tried to take down someone from the Army too. Her eyesight became fuzzy at the edges, and Kai suddenly felt a growing rage. Rage at the mutant, yes, but mostly anger at herself for failing at this. She’d just get up and try again, she decided. Her paws twitched, but her body felt so heavy at the moment. It was so comfortable to just lay here, and Kai’d just rest her eyes.

No! Her eyes snapped open again, and with a grunt, managed to lift her head up slightly to see the mutant’s back facing her. Perfect! He was going to be defenseless. Kai’d just try to do the same move and sweep his legs out from behind him, and then, she’d managed to kill him.

It was just then that the mutant’s back paw crushed down on her back. Crack. Then Kai’s body gave a last shudder, as though trying to fulfill its master’s last wishes, before it became motionless. Blood continued to flow, but without the beat of the heart, started to slow down. The fur of the black fox was almost glistening, and her eyes remained open, frozen in a semblance of anger. Her tail stretched out behind her, as though she was running, and a determined frown marked her last expression. Kai rested close to her beloved leader, and guarded him, like any faithful subordinate, to the very last breath.

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