Connor Pyrogen
"It's time...HOLY FUCK IT'S TIME!!" Connor screamed as he ran around picking up things to pack. "Fuuu!! What do I do! What do I do!!! I'M 19 AND I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING CLUE!!! I need help..." Connor said looking up at the sky as if the gods were going to give him answers. He sighed and continued to run around and fix things up. He then saw the room was unsymmetrical and flipped even more shit. "Oh Jesus Christ Shepard of whatever!" He hollered out. He had heard of a man named Jesus from of the sages who had heard it from a Dream walker. 'Is that what there called?' he asked himself. It doesn't sound right.. He then realized again that the room was unsymmetrical and whimpered. "How could I have allowed this to happen!? I'm garbage!!! I made my room unsymmetrical!!" he quickly fixed it and packed the bags which he left on his bed and then walked out to the caves where they slept to greet the chosen ones. Poor boy was only 19 and he hadnt a clue what to do in any of this. He only hoped the others would not view him as idiotic as he thought. "Damn those other sages for dying out on me before they could tell me tell me what I was to do." He murmured as he walked. Though he felt bad for his words he was really mad at the other sages for this.
He wore a black suit which went well with his golden eyes and black hair which held the 3 cursed asymmetrical white sanzu lines which of corse gave him alot of trouble considering he had a form of obsessive-compulsive disorder, or OCD, which manifested as an obsession over symmetry, otherwise known as asymmetriphobia. He had skull cufflings and two holsters with pistols in them on his belt. He looked quite nicely as he walked around looking for the four chosen ones. It seemed two were still asleep and two were awake. He continued on his search. He was told the fire one was one who did not speak. She was a dark, silent, and mysterious girl. He could respect that atleast.
Cassidy Pyro SaintClaire
Cassidy's long brown hair that was tossed over her shoulder in a ponytail blew softly in the wind. She had scaled a tree in the forest where the tunnels were watching Kya speak to the other three. One of her long legs were up to her stomach her head resting upon it. Her other long leg was to the side of her in a very feminine way her back rested against the tree. She was actually the first one of the four to awaken and she had watched the horizon turn from dark starry blue to grey to pink, yellow, and orange to a light blue before she had decided to wonder off. She opened the chest and got the ruby with inscriptions, the gold and many weapons she now had. The pouch was in a shash like fashion. Her hazel eyes were on the horizon straight ahead. Her white hood was down which was unlike her and her full red lips were set in a sort of sexy pout as she thought silently.
She wore her traditional Romanian Indian wear. Cassidy inherited the robes of her father, Ratonhnhaké:ton Conner. These robes were symbolic for the Luic Dreamers Order, with its beaked hood and the white cloth. The standard robes were worn over Cassidy's normal clothing. The upper body featured a hood with the center shaped to resemble an eagle's beak, which was connected to the robes, it was connected to the torso with a golden chain.
The lower part of the robes were doubly layered, with the back of the robes trailing down to be longer than the front. Around the waist was a long red sash with pouches attached to a belt, holding smoke bombs, bullets, poison and medicine vials. The belt also held together an ornate Indian insignia, with scabbards holding throwing knives flanking it. The robes top were a brown corset, the brown was made to cover her stomach and the top was white covering her breasts, it showed her cleavage and hour glass curves, flat stomach and lean and athletic built frame quite nicely. Her top also featured a leather spaulder where a cape was attached, draped over and around Cassidy's left arm and shoulder. Her outfit complemented her evenly proportioned body perfectly. She had her hidden blades hidden in the bangles around both her wrists.
Cassidy was deep in silent thought as she looked out to the horizon. She never was a big in meetings and talking. The things she said were short in sentence but vast in meaning. Even the things she did not say held meaning. It had been centuries til she last walked upon this land and it was time yet again to fight this war. A deed she had been waiting for sense the time of the great war. Her will of fire was again needed to aid this battle and this time she would not fail this land. She knew she had no choice but to win and win she would no matter what. But something still ate away at her mind. She was not apart of this land. She was like the demon a outsider. She wondered if it was the Lucid dreamers that brought the demon to this land when they entered the gates to this world. She sighed as she thought:
'On this land, I am torn. Part of me wants to fight and repel all outsiders. The other part of me is the outsider..' She continued looking out at the horizon continue her path of thought.