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located in The Town., a part of Quest for the Princesses of Genovik, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Town.

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Alrevia woke up in the loft he had gotten recently. It was a nice place, as it had it's own nice kitchen area and a seperate bedroom and bathroom off of that. But that wasn't what he was really concerned about. Right now he was worried about "fitting in". You could not conduct a covert operation if you stuck out like a sore thumb, and that was what he considered it to be. A covert operation. His duties were to seek and destroy the heirs to Genovick.

The mere thought of it left a bad taste in his mouth. It wasn't his policy to normally take on such bad tasting jobs such as this, but it was an... exception. This job must be done and done as fast as it possibly could. There was no room for error and no room for doubt here. HE must steel his heart and take on this task given to him. Whatever the consequences for his actions may be.

Alrevia rose from his bed and took the short walk across the room to his computer which he booted up and entered in a rather long password to unlock. He took a little more time to study his notes about who he was and what this place was like. As of right now, he was Alex Allen. An incoming freshman who had moved into the city from Halifax, Nova Scotia. He dyed his hair because it looked unique and hishobbies were writing and.... hmm. Not much else. Well, guess he'd better add watching hockey. That probably wouldn't come into question around these people. So taking a look at the clock at the upper right corner of the screen he deemed that there was plenty of time to do some more research, so he dove into the NHL and CHL's sites and momorized as much as he could. That was one talent of his. He had a knack for storing information he deemed relevent, which this certainly was. Eventually he took another glance at the clock in the upper right hand corner of the screen and shut down his computer. Time to get going.

Alrevia took a quick shower and got dressed in his school uniform. He really hated this garb. Not for the fact that it fit unwell or was uncomfortable, but for the fact that he could not carry his blade with him. No matter how he worked it in his head he could not come up with a way to not attract attention to the blade. So intead, he was forced to leave his blade in it's usual spot in a holder in the inside of his everyday coat. But it wasn't that he was defenseless. Reassuring himself, he summoned up a quick spark in between his fingers. He hadn't tested his magic much here, but it seemed to work, and that was good enough for him. Taking one final look at the clock he cursed and ran out the door. He had spent too much time! He had to make it to school fast.

Soon though he was standing at the gates to the school, arriving with the main crowd. Taking a breath he adopted his new persona, and walked into the grounds.