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located in Valderia, a part of The Magic Hunters of Valderia, one of the many universes on RPG.




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Character Portrait: Thomas Aefenleoht Character Portrait: Spotface Character Portrait: Hugo Tyrus Character Portrait: Val
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June 21--10:54 AM
Kergstien, Solarian Empire

Thomas glanced at the glider wings and shook his head. "It's not light enough for that, unfortunately. But we can certainly get there first, if you have that. Can you carry me, in that case?"

Then, he had another thought. "Hm...though, perhaps we can get my brother to help. His earth powers might help us lose those cultist bastards. I'll try calling think of something else, in the meantime."


Michael watched the locomotive automaton unloading the black boxes from the train. "What's with those things?" he murmured as he saw them shake and rattle. "It's like there's something alive in them..."

Fastening his bracelet around his arm, he waited until he thought no one was paying attention to him, before gazing intently at one of the boxes. His left eye flashed orange, and he tried to sense its magical signature...but a cold feeling suddenly enveloped him with only a glance, and he quickly shut the power down. "Whatever's in there...I don't think I want to know," he muttered to himself.

Just as he turned away, his bracelet flashed, signaling that Thomas was calling him. "Yes, what is it, Thomas?" Michael asked, raising the bracelet to his face.

"Michael, are you okay? Because I've got a really big problem. My puppet box is still in the central square, but there are giant titan bastards around here. I need you to come help me get it. Can you make it?"

"What do you need to get to the puppet box for?" Michael asked skeptically. "You can just make more puppets."

"You don't understand, Michael! THAT puppet is in the box! My trump card!"

That got Michael's attention. Oh, dear. I forgot he keeps it with him whenever possible. "Um...well, in that case, I'll see what I can do." Shutting his bracelet down, he turned to the Huntsmaster and the badger with whom he had gotten to the train station with. "I'm sorry, you two, but my brother's encountering some more trouble. I need to go to Central Square to help him. Could you help us, please?"