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Rais Crevan

"There's a time and a place for everything. Let's make the place here and the time now."

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a character in “Eulogy for the Immortal”, as played by Song of a Phoenix

Description

Name: Rais Crevan

Age: 29

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 170lbs

Appearance: In sharp contrast to his tan skin, Rais was born with very light, silverish hair. Combined with his bright blue eyes, he attracts attention in a crowd, and many people find it hard to look away from him. Though not especially muscular, he is fit. He has long bangs and his hair reaches about an inch past his shoulders. He often wears shirts with short or no sleeves, showing off his naturally tan arms. His sharp features and slender face add to his attractive appearance. A golden cuff adorns his left ear.

Personality: Charming and smart, Rais has a tendency to get his way. He can seemingly talk anyone into doing something for him. Even the most stubborn people have a hard time saying no to his outgoing personality and attractive smile. His looks and silver tongue have garnered him many a follower. When women aren't looking to capture his attention (or perhaps bask in his attention), men are trying to be like him. While he does use his looks and influence to his advantage, he never brags. In any situation, he will remain calm and create a solution. When he does get overwhelmed, he remains quiet and calculative. Those who see him in such a state, however, say he's like a completely different person- intimidating and cold. When he is outsmarted, he becomes visibly frustrated, though he quickly tries to hide it.

Likes:
  • Debating
  • Leading
  • Gambling


Dislikes:
  • Stubborn people
  • Dirt and grime
  • Animals

Talents/Skills: Reincarnation of the God of Time
Rais can slow time around him, sometimes to the point of freezing it completely. Doing so does drain him of energy, however, limiting its strength, duration and how often he can use it. His strongest skill is his ability to manipulate people with his charm and wit. In most situations, he can hide his emotions well. People see him as he wants them to see him.

Weaknesses/Vices:
  • People with strong intuition
  • Sudden changes/unforseen circumstances
  • Becomes quickly frustrated when outsmarted

Abilities/Fighting style:
Having participated in a variety of activities growing up, Rais is a capable fighter. Though not a master in any, he knows how to effectively use a sword, bow, and whatever blunt object he might be able to use as a weapon. He prefers not to use physical force, however, and relies on his wit to get him out of situations. If he does have to fight, he tends to stay on the defense, striking only when he sees an opening. Against a trained fighter, Rais would have quite a difficult time and would have to resort less honorable tactics to win.

Soundtrack:
Everybody Loves me by OneRepublic
The Pretender by Sick Puppies

Biography:
Before there was the earth, humans, and even gods, there was time. Chronos, the Keeper of Time, aided in creating the very universe that the gods were gradually born into. Chronos helped keep the world orderly. Every creature and season had its time on earth, even earth itself was created during a specific time. His sister, Andiel and the Goddess of Foresight, helped him see the details in the futures he created. He worked closely with other gods, such as Crier, God of Creation, to be sure everything was born exactly when it was supposed to be. Death and Destruction, too, worked with Chronos to keep the world in balance. Even mother Gaia kept the world spinning slowly at a specific pace as to ensure everything on earth had time in the Sun's light. When this balance began to shift, however, the world was plunged into chaos.

Gradually, Chronos began noticing a shift in the seasons. There were less hours in the day. When he consulted the other gods about this, they ensured it was not them who were making the changes, but an unknown force- something far beyond their control. Outraged, Chronos scoured for the source of the disturbance. By the time they found the parasites, much damage had already been done. They had been smart about their attack, making changes so subtle it wasn't immediately noticeable, all the while taking the time to grow stronger. They were too much for the gods to handle. It was then that they decided to sacrifice their immortality to seal the parasites away. Chronos protested this, knowing time would weaken the bonds. Time would cause the humans to forget the gods they served. Time would bring the parasites back to power. Hoping to find an answer, Andiel had one last vision before giving up her powers- the gods would rise again in human vessels. With this knowledge, the gods were comforted, and sacrificed themselves to seal the parasites, knowing they would be able to finish the fight at a later date. Chronos was still not happy with this solution, but there was nothing left to be done. He used the last of his control over time to transfer a shard of his powers and memories into the future, hoping his human vessel would receive them...

As a child, Rais was spoiled. His parents had decent money, and they would use it to keep him occupied. As a result, he quickly learned how to manipulate his parents into giving him what he wanted. They would promise him toys if he behaved and often bought him things even if he didn't just to stop him from having a tantrum. Wanting to keep up appearances, they also got Rais into various activities, such as archery, fencing and school clubs. Rais always did very well in his studies. Nobody could quite figure out how he had time to do everything he did and do it well. Combined with his outgoing personality, charm and good looks, it made Rais quite popular. He was careful to be modest, as he had discovered that being too full of himself would turn people away. In this way, he was always able to ensure a high social status.

As he grew older, Rais became bored with his birthplace. He had the feeling that this was not where he was meant to be. Though he had a great life where he was, he was destined for something much, much greater. This thought began to consume his daily life to the point where nothing else could hold his interest very long. Even while he was on a date with a very attractive, very fun woman, the thought would not leave his mind. She had left him with a bronze coin she considered lucky to thank him for such a wonderful night (which he had attached to a chain and wore as a necklace to a second date just before he left Airyglyph, something that had really impressed her), but all he had left her was fake smiles and promises, his mind too pre-occupied to be as interested in the woman as he wanted to be. Gradually, the feeling became too strong to ignore. He had to leave and find his true place. But where to? The capital city held the most promise of anywhere in Thalia. Where else would he become better than what he already was?

The village of Kirlsa came to mind one morning. It was a place he would never dream of visiting- there was absolutely nothing for him there. At least, that's what he originally thought, but something told him Kirlsa was where he needed to go. There were people there he needed to see. People of power. People he once knew...

Not questioning these strange and powerful urges, Rais left the capital city to head to Kirlsa. While he still wasn't entirely sure what it was, he knew something waited for him there, something that would satisfy the unknown desires plaguing his mind. Something that would lead to a destiny far greater than the one he had in Airyglyph...

So begins...

Rais Crevan's Story

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Character Portrait: Kai Seward Character Portrait: Caedes Risus Character Portrait: Devlin Íobairt Character Portrait: Laelynn Wyght Character Portrait: Celsia Vorrine Character Portrait: Rais Crevan
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"My arms are outstretched, I hope for the best
And act rich before I get paid"


Rais Crevan

The clanking of glasses and sound of laughter filled the air around the tavern. Farther into the village, it was calm and quiet. On the surface, it seemed like another typical night in Kirlsa. But as time went on, this night would be unlike any other the small village had ever experienced.

There was an almost undetectable energy flowing through the air, like tiny static shocks ready to zap anyone who wandered too close into a heightened state of alertness. Rais could feel a slight prickling sensation that had nothing to do with the beer he had consumed a short while ago while talking to a couple lovely ladies at the bar.

Something was happening, and it was happening soon.

"It was very lovely talking to you both, but I'm afraid I must get going."

The brunette girl pouted, as if such an expression would make him change his mind. "So soon? It's still so early!"

"Come on, at least one more drink." the blonde smirked, index finger running up the length of Rais' arm.

The man flashed an apologetic sort of smile as he rose from his seat. "As much as I'd love to share another, I have a busy day ahead of me tomorrow. Drinking all night wouldn't be wise. Here, as a thanks for the company, take this." He tossed a bronze token, amused as the two drunk women fumbled to catch it. "It was a gift, now I'm passing it on to you. Take care of yourselves."

Leaving them to decide who would hold onto it (and which one he had "totally" winked at), Rais made his way out of the noisy tavern. While bars were a great place to find out the latest happenings of any town, it was astounding how stupid people could get when they'd consumed alcohol. Of course, that just made talking to them even easier. Of course, in a town like this, there wasn't much in terms of interesting occurrences, not until recently, at least.

According to long-time residents, more new faces had begun showing up as of late. Outside of business trades, not many people wandered into Kirlsa. A new few faces were apparently floating about, and Rais had heard some vague mentionings of somebody important coming to visit the mayor this evening. Normally, it wasn't something to make a big deal about, but tonight wasn't normal.

Rais hadn't come to Kirlsa because it sounded like a fun place to be. On the contrary, it was the complete opposite of where he would choose to travel to. Rais had come to Kirlsa because he knew he would find the answers he needed here. And now, with this strange energy gently pulsing through the town, he knew his instinct had been correct. The clock was ticking. All this waiting around was about to pay off.

In what somehow felt like hours and seconds at the same time, the stillness of the night was broken.

The sounds of pounding footsteps and shouts startled the quiet village. Foreign guards ran through with purpose as scared residents locked their doors and peeked out from behind their windows. Sounds of scuffle broke out here and there, and strange cloaked figures swept through the night, claiming various individuals.

Rais had heard about some sort of large-scale even that would eventually be taking place from a passerby a few days ago. Alcohol made the tongue loose, and Rais had easily pried some interesting tidbits from the strange man. By all accounts, he sounded like a drunk lunatic, mumbling about the "power of the gods" and an ushering of a "new era", and under any other circumstances, Rais would dismiss him as such, but he knew this man was not just mental.

The gods were real.

How Rais knew this, he couldn't explain. It made about as much sense as his desire to come to Kirlsa, but something told him that this was real.

Rais snuck about the chaos, keeping to the shadows as not to be caught. Not too far away from where he was watching, a dark-haired man was being harassed by some of the cloaked individuals. While he put up a fight, ultimately, he lost, being tied up and dragged away. The man required much of their attention, so once they were far enough away, Rais quietly followed them. When they disappeared into the windmill, Rais hid nearby, waiting to see what would happen.

For a while, everything was dead quiet. The yells at stopped and there was nobody else running around. None of the residents dared to come out from their homes, likely terrified at the sudden chaos in their dull village. Only the sound of the ocean reached Rais' ears.

Suddenly, the energy picked up again. The sparks of energy became blasts, and Rais could swear he felt the very earth beneath him tremble. All at once, something without physical form slammed into him, paralyzing him.

Something from the past. A memory, seen from somebody else's eyes that belonged to him. Others around him, weak but determined. An evil, engulfing the world. A woman, promising that they would one day return.

"I'll see you again, Brother."

'I won't let this foolishness happen again!'

The gods were real.

Their powers were back.

They were here.

Reborn.

Then, almost as soon as they started, the memories stopped. The energy in the air vanished. The tremors, however, did not. As the ground shook, a loud crack pierced the sky. Rais watched as the windmill began falling apart. Panicked screams could be heard issuing from somewhere inside of it. People began rushing out, some of them the cloaked individuals from before. Rais' eyes locked onto a small woman being carried in a man's arms. He'd never seen her before in his life, and yet, she looked familiar...

"...Brother."

A small group had formed a short distance away. As Rais got closer, he heard a man's voice ask, "Well, now what?" As they talked amongst themselves, Rais approached.

"Hey!" The conversation stopped as everyone turned to him. A couple of them looked absolutely terrified. What was left of the energy from before seemed to concentrate all in this one spot. These had to be the people he was looking for. "I saw what happened. I can get you guys out of here. I know you're probably wondering who the hell I am, but we don't have much time to sit around chatting. I don't think I have to tell you something weird is going on in this place. I can get you all out of here and to a place you can safely rest."

He watched the group's reaction, hoping they wouldn't question him too much, as he didn't think he could explain properly if he tried. Judging by the expressions on their faces, however, they knew even less of why they were all there. "How about it?"


"After the party I know everybody
But no one gets beyond this mask"

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Character Portrait: Hans Amsel Character Portrait: Kai Seward Character Portrait: Caedes Risus Character Portrait: Devlin Íobairt Character Portrait: Mackenzie Truko Character Portrait: Laelynn Wyght Character Portrait: Celsia Vorrine Character Portrait: Rais Crevan
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Hans Amsel


Hans had always loved the moonlight. The way it bathed everything it touched in a serene, pale glow. In the moonlight, dark shadows were cast upon one's face, creating a unique, beautiful contour that couldn't be seen in the bright light of day. Human passion had always seemed stronger after dark. Inspiration, love, lust...all things were more beautiful in the moonlight. How appropriate, then, that it was in the moonlight that the man had appeared.

Tall and lithe with tanned skin, he looked like a man who had seen much of the world. Hans' eyes traveled up and down the stranger, drinking in every last detail; His confident stance and charismatic gestures. The fine details of his clothing. And his eyes. Piercing blue and sincere, as if the man would be incapable of lying. Even the stranger's silver hair seemed to have a shimmering aura under the light of the moon, not like the dull, lifeless strands on that ragged pirate fellow.

And just like the other unfortunate souls he had regretfully come into contact with tonight, Hans sensed a peculiar familiarity with the man. He was handsome. And while Hans found himself unable to look away, he felt the hot spark of irritation flare up inside him.

'I hate you.'

"I saw what happened. I can get you guys out of here. I know you're probably wondering who the hell I am, but we don't have much time to sit around chatting. I don't think I have to tell you something weird is going on in this place. I can get you all out of here and to a place you can safely rest."

The man spoke hurriedly and Hans' eyes narrowed. He was right. Standing in a group here just outside the wreckage of was once the ugly windmill, they were easy prey for a concentrated force of those cultists. He looked around at who had made it outside...

The unsightly brigand with...wolf ears?

'Shame is face is so scarred.'

The foolish little girl he held in his arms.

'Beautiful, yes. But not too bright.'

The whiny servant child.

'I'm no babysitter.'

The quiet, dark haired girl.

'With a little more confidence, she could have potential.'

The brutish woman he'd started this hellish night with.

'I'll thank you later, my dowdy savior.'

And the angry looking young man with the dark hair.

'I've seen lovestruck women who were more in control of their emotions.'

...and decided that none of them were especially capable to take action. A look of disgust flashed across Hans' delicate features before he stepped toward the handsome stranger.

"I do believe I speak for everyone when I say that we are at an unfortunate loss of where to go next. We need to get out of here, and fast."

He nodded toward the man with the wolf ears.

"This man claims to have a boat docked nearby.

Hans folded his arms across his chest with slight impatience.

"Unless you have a better idea?"

The setting changes from Kirlsa to Ter'Ciel

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Caedes


Before Devlin had a chance to answer the question, Cae's ears perked, hearing the footsteps approach. He turned to watch the man start speaking. Something about knowing what was going on. He seemed sincere enough, but what after they had all been through, it wasn't too likely most of them would agree to hear him out right yet. Except for maybe this woman, who clearly looked like she had enough of this day.

"This man claims to have a boat docked nearby. Unless you have a better idea?" She said with a nod in his own direction.

'Well... that certainly isn't wrong. But there is no way I can fit this many people on my boat..' He could comfortably fit four or five people, but definitely not the eight that were standing present.

He looked around at the group and shifted Cel's weight to one side of his back, letting him free an arm to retrieve the bronze coin from his pocket. Without a word he flipped it up, caught it, and revealed it to himself and sighed.

"I just can't win, can I?" The man started, muttering to himself before raising his voice. "Aight listen up. Since none of you seem too keen on talking with each other right now... I'll let you in on my boat. We should be safe there for a bit, and then this man can hopefully explain just why the hell we were brought to that dungeon, and why Sleeping Beauty here was almost made into a sacrifice. If you want. Follow me. Otherwise, best of luck to ya." With that, he gave a dismissive salute to the group and started his march towards the docks. With no real place to go, he assumed most of them would start following.

The group made their way down town, walking fast, faces pass the misfit group as the townsfolk hustled about, trying to figure out what had happened to their precious windmill. It wasn't long before they reached the docks, not too many boats about, but enough, mainly from traders and the sort. And there was Cae's boat, really only fit for him and a few others to travel on.

As the group walked along the docks, Cae looked up at the ships. 'This ones not bad... but it's a tall ship... I doubt any of these guys know how to sail a boat like this..' He thought to himself as he looked back. As they passed his boat, he looked at it longing, but his gaze was averted as he saw the perfect ship. An older model steam ship, something any idiot could work once it got started. "Here we are ladies and gents. My lovely boat. It's a bit old mind you, but she works like a charm."

'I hope.'

There were no lights on anywhere that he could see in or on the boat, and the ropes had made it look like it had been anchored here for a while. So most likely no one was on it, but to make sure, Cae lead everyone to the bridge. "Alright, sit tight everyone. I'm gonna go make sure there are any of those cultists around, and then get Cel here onto a bed. They knew I had a boat as well, I dont want their to be any surprises." He didn't wait to hear any protest, just took off down some stairs onto what should lead to a quarters section.

'Been a while since I pirated a boat... and it looks like they bought that story bout the cultists. This might just work out. Though, if any of them think about it a bit... why would I have this large of a boat for just me.' He checked a few of the rooms, taking the biggest for himself and pushing his way in. There was a decent amount of dust on some of the things, enough to prove his suspicions correct.

With the sheets cleaned up enough, Cel was gently placed down upon the bed, the man's hand pushing some of her blonde hair out of her face, though his hand remaining on her cheek for a moment. "Wake up soon.."

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#, as written by Celsium
The sudden entry of the blonde woman snapped Celsia back to reality. They were okay and mostly unharmed, but they could catch up on details later after they moved somewhere safer. Quickly eyeing over the lady, she couldn't help but notice the frilly clothes. Small bunches of lace lined the seams, and the material looked well-made and durable. The clothes of someone upper-class.

Or, well, someone pretending to be. Though it did not show on her face, Celsia knew the woman's mouth betrayed her. No high class woman would speak so bluntly to strangers. You should be seen, not heard. As her father used to say.
Regardless, she wasn't in a place to judge upbringing or lack thereof. All that was important right now was getting out of Kirlsa.

"My apologies," She cleared her throat upon seeing a slight look of irritation in Caedes' eyes. "I was distracting him from the engine room it seems." Shaking some of the dust off of her dress, Celsia stepped forward towards the woman and held out a hand. "My name is Celsia Vorrine. It seems we'll be shipmates for a little longer yet."
The woman looked at Celsia's dirtied hands with a scrunch of her nose. Without skipping a beat, Celsia withdrew her hand and gave a swift bow instead. "Sorry for my appearance. I think we're all in need of a good nights rest and some clean clothes." She looked over her shoulder to Caedes. "I'll go check up on the others while you take a look at the engine." She brushed past the woman and let out a sigh of relief once into the hallway. Hopefully the others could offer a more polite introduction. She's probably just tired and stressed out. Pushing it out of her mind, she noted the dusty footsteps leading into one of the other boarding rooms. Whoever was in there could be resting, so she didn't want to disturb them.
Strolling through the boat, she was surprised at how much larger this one was compared to Caedes' other. It was in desperate need of cleaning though, and it had definitely seen its share of years on the water already.

Stepping up the creaky stairs to the main deck, Celsia was pleasantly surprised to see the others there. The boy who almost stabbed her was missing. Maybe down below deck in the room. The witch, red haired man, and quiet girl were also gone. She did a quick inventory of all present. A grumpy looking dark haired man, the broad-shouldered woman, and a tall silver-haired man who she didn't recognize from the windmill.
"Hello, um," The others turned towards her. "Caedes is working to start the engines and then we should be moving along. There's a few lodging rooms below if you need to rest in the meantime. My name is Celsia V-"

Her eyes locked onto the tall man's. They were a deep blue; It was almost like she was gazing into her own. She had many deja vu moments in the past, but this was different. Some sort of connection she couldn't quite place, like she had known him for a very long time. Yet, she didn't know his name.

She cleared her throat again, "I'm Celsia Vorrine. I hope you're all okay, given the circumstances.."

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Character Portrait: Hans Amsel Character Portrait: Kai Seward Character Portrait: Caedes Risus Character Portrait: Devlin Íobairt Character Portrait: Laelynn Wyght Character Portrait: Celsia Vorrine Character Portrait: Rais Crevan
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"My arms are outstretched, I hope for the best
And act rich before I get paid"


Rais Crevan

A ship, huh? Thinking about it, it was probably their best bet. It was unlikely the crazed god worshippers would get themselves together fast enough to chase them by ship. If they were still in pursuit, it would likely be by foot. Though, judging by how that windmill had collapsed, Rais guessed the more sensible (or cowardly) of the bunch would be taking time to recover.

Rais smirked at the wolf-eared man led them to his supposed ship. There was no way a single man had this whole ship to himself, and there was no reason anybody would already be on board awaiting ambush. That would have required them to not only know which ship was his, but to plan ahead that their plot would be foiled- something he highly doubted even crossed their minds. Still, he had to give it to the man: he was a good liar. Rais was almost impressed at the man's quick thinking. Nobody else even questioned him.

Rais boarded last, watching everyone as they walked ahead of him. Wolf-ears had already taken the strangely familiar woman to a cabin to rest. A gorgeous blonde strut on after him, followed by who was apparently the god's equivalent of the dark, broody, rebellious teenage boy. Filing in slowly behind them was the worried boy and quiet girl, the latter of whom clearly had no desire to be there. Once on board, he continued to watch everyone go their separate ways. He figured they'd need some time to recuperate before they were willing to form a plan of action. Which was fine- Rais had all the time he needed now.

It wasn't too long before the girl who had previously been out cold approached. He was once again struck by a strong sense of familiarity though he had never seen her before in his life. She was introducing herself when she stopped suddenly, locking eyes with Rais. As she stared, he felt as if her eyes were a reflection of his own. While he was used to woman becoming tongue-tied around him, this was something different entirely. It wasn't an infatuation or desire of any kind. It was almost as if she was on the brink of some breaking realization. Rais, too, found himself caught up in this unusual gaze, unable to break it. What was it about this woman that tugged at him so strongly? Why did she feel so important to him?

The memory of a voice that he once knew echoed again in his mind.

'I'll see you again, Brother.'

Rais' eyes widened. Sister? Was she actually related to him not by mortal blood, but immortal ties?

The girl broke her gaze then, whether nervous from his reaction or nervous at her own he wasn't sure. She introduced herself again, this time finishing what she had originally meant to say. Rais blinked, careful to resume his previous demeanor and hoping nobody had caught on to his slip-up. If she really was his sister... well, he couldn't really do anything about it at the moment. She would surely think him some crazed madman if he suddenly told her that she was his sibling in their should-have-been-immortal lives. This would have to wait until they all knew about who they were. He would have time to learn more about everyone anyway, as they were now all on a ship together for an undisclosed amount of time.

Rais gave his usual charming smile (though not quite the same one he gave any other girls he met) as he introduced himself, "Rais Crevan. Once we get this ship sailing and everyone is settled, I'd be happy to fill you all in on what I know. We can plan from there."


"After the party I know everybody
But no on gets beyond this mask"

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Character Portrait: Hans Amsel Character Portrait: Kai Seward Character Portrait: Caedes Risus Character Portrait: Devlin Íobairt Character Portrait: Laelynn Wyght Character Portrait: Celsia Vorrine Character Portrait: Rais Crevan
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"My arms are outstretched, I hope for the best
And act rich before I get paid"


Rais Crevan

With introductions aside and engines running, it was time for the unusual crew to set sail. Rais had suggested the town of Soleus- he was friendly with the owner of the Inn and believed he could get them a deal on some rooms. The town was busy enough that they would be difficult to find, unlike in Kirlsa, and it wasn't unusual for travelers along the coast to stop by. There was also another small town between it and Kirlsa, meaning it definitely wasn't the first place anyone who wasn't crushed beneath the windmill would go looking for them.

Once the docks were out of sight, everyone had gathered together to discuss what was going on. Rais had promised to fill them in. He glanced from face to face, attempting to read them. Kai and Hans were both glaring at him, though the latter seemed far more irritated for reasons Rais didn't know. Those two would be tough to win over. It was a shame, because Hans had quite the pretty face. Caedus seemed relaxed given the situation. Rais also noted that he no longer had wolf ears. There was a chance he wouldn't be too difficult to work with, though Rais would have to be careful not to overstep his boundaries with him. Devlin (who had introduced himself along with the girl named Laelynn once they had finally stopped hiding in some dusty cabin) waited patiently, his gaze purely innocent. He was trusting. He would be easy. Laelynn was as far back as she could be while still being amongst them, arms wrapped around herself as she glanced at the floorboards of the ship. Though she put on a smile when somebody looked her way, it wasn't convincing. Everything about her screamed fear and insecurity. She, too, would be easy to work with, though he suspected he would have to be careful how he delivered news to her. She was much like a porcelain doll- beautiful but extremely fragile. Then, there was Celsia. She watched him intently, seemingly lost in thought. Her gaze pulled at him, her familiarity demanding his attention, and he wished for nothing more at this moment than to sit with her alone and find out if she really was his sister, but they didn't have time for that now. Plus, Caedus seemed rather protective of her. It was unlikely he would catch her alone right now. It would have to wait.

"So, while hanging around Kirlsa, I caught wind of some interesting tidbits of information." Raise began, "Alcohol makes the tongue loose, and you wouldn't believe some of the things you can overhear in a tavern. Somebody who I believe was involved in the plot back there was a bit too heavy on the alcohol, and let some interesting things slip before getting kicked out of the tavern for being a loony. They were after some very special people- people who, not soon after, suddenly began showing up in a town that sees very few new faces.

"I'm sure you are all already aware that you're different. To what degree you have realized this, I don't know, but we are not like everyone else. We have powers that normal humans don't have. You were all hunted down because you have powers that haven't been seen since the ages of the gods."

Kai scoffed. "Are you kidding me? Special powers? Ages of the gods? The gods don't exist! This is real life, not some stupid fairy tale."

"Explain that earthquake that brought the entire windmill down, then. Some perfectly-timed coincidence?"

"I-..." Kai hesitated, trying to come up with an explanation. "That woman. She did something. I've never seen it, but I know some have the ability to practice magic. She was in the midst of casting something when the windmill came down."

Rais smirked as Kai tried to rationalize the situation to fit his beliefs. He was very closed-minded. If it wasn't for the fact the existence of magic was widely known, he suspected Kai wouldn't have even acknowledged that much. A witch was with them then. She was behind the massive pulse of energy. It was after that that he had been hit with all of those sudden flashbacks. Did she help awaken their powers?

"A witch was with you? Well, why would she try to kill all of you? If she was part of the...cult, I guess is the best term for them, why would she put all of their lives in grave danger when they clearly had a goal? And if she wanted to help you, why would she put your lives in danger with no warning? I don't know who she is or what she wanted, but she wasn't the one who created that earthquake.

"Listen, you can try to deny it all you want, but if you just give it some thought, I know every one of you can say you have a talent that others don't. That talent is your latent power. Didn't you feel it? Didn't you feel the surge of energy flowing through you just before the windmill collapsed? I wasn't in there, but I felt it. We're all here for a reason, and we have to find out what that reason is."


"After the party I know everybody
But no on gets beyond this mask"

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Any and all of Cae's thoughts were immediately interrupted by the annoying girls voice. 'Can't even have five minutes...' He thought to himself, as he watched Cel get up and try to introduce herself. He still wasn't exactly sure what all the names were on the ship.. but this person did have a point, he was the only one that knew how to work the engines... once he found exactly where they were either. Pasting his normal smile back on, he walked past the woman without saying anything until he was a step behind her. "Not exactly mine either, doll." Cae started humming that song again as he walked on down the hallway, arms up and hands behind his head as he lazily strolled forth, turning a corner to get back to the main hall.

Once around the corner, his hands went through his hair, feeling for where the ears he had would have come from... or, more importantly, why and how he had them in the first place. He tried to picture himself with them, getting annoyed with the thought of having his normal ears, and those wolf ears on top and let out a frustrated sigh the more he thought on it. 'Ah well... just another adventure.. and that Rais guy... he said he knew something'

Finally in the engine room, he got it all up and running again, the familiar hum of machinery working filled the ship. Easy enough for him to figure out, he had shut down a few engines like these in the past when raiding a ship, so he knew the general ends and outs of it. Rushing back up the bridge, not wanting any passerbyers to see that the ship was departing without it's normal crew. He passed by the main group, noticing them starting introductions without him, overhearing a couple names, but not able to put a face to them just yet. He set the ship in motion, turning the throttle up and steering them out of the port, putting the ship in a low speed until he heard the destination. He knew the waters fairly well out here, and set them in a course that they wouldnt run aground for quite a long time. He then checked the engine's fuel meter. "Good... that should last a few days at least." It had been a while since Cae had been on a ship this large.. it was nice to be back.

With a stretch and a slight yawn, the ex pirate made his way to catch the beginning of Rais' little speech. He listened to the man with folded arms over his chest, his eyes never leaving the silver haired man. There was some sense to what he said, despite the blue haired's interjections, Cae had experienced first hand. He was quick to notice the looks that Cel and Rais were giving each other, and wondered if he had missed something, but didn't think much of it for now.

The large man took a step forward, a bit into the circle they had created, "Alright, so I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed, but what he's saying makes some sense... to me at least. I mean.. I apparently had wolf ears for who knows how long... And thats never happened before this." He gave a light shrug and a bit of a smile at his own thoughts. "Plus.." He turned towards the small girl beside him with a warm smile. "This one gets visions every now and then.. I like to think that it isn't just coincidence."

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Though she felt embarrassed for so blatantly staring, there was something about Rais that held her attention. It was strange- she had never seen him before in visions but he carried an aura of familiarity about him. She pulled her gaze away from him to look at the others while he spoke. Kai, the one who looked ever frustrated, seemed doubtful that any of them could have hidden powers in them, but Celsia was all too familiar with her own to brush aside Rais' claims. She had also witnessed Cae's strange transformation, as well as the witch's powerful incantation. That surely couldn't be coincidence.

Hans, seeming entirely too inconvenienced by all this, glared at Rais from across the boat, listening but not speaking. Devlin and Laelynn sat near each other, one looking optimistic and the other terrified. Devlin seemed content to be on the boat and away from that pompous Lord back in the windmill. Laelynn had a forlorn look stuck on her face, deep in thought, eyes darting around. She recoiled as Kai and Rais brought up the windmill's collapse. ...I wonder what her power is, then, Celsia thought.

Caedes was by her side, as relaxed as ever. Maybe he didn't realize it, but he reached up to run his hand through his hair a few times, as if to check for a new pair of ears again. He didn't seem particularly phased or concerned with the current conversation, but he listened intently.

"...this one gets visions every now and then. I like to think that it isn't just coincidence." He gestured at her, with a smile. Celsia felt her face grow a bit red as she looked around at the others. More people to think i'm insane...

Taking a deep breath to collect herself, she nodded. "As crazy as that sounds...he's not lying." Celsia found herself staring at Rais again somehow. "I've experienced these sort of... visions and dreams, ever since I was young. I've seen most of you in them, long before we even met in person. ...Unfortunately they haven't told me much more than what we already know, at least so far. And they happen sporadically, so I can't just...make one happen when I want it to."

Glancing towards her scarred friend, she gestured towards his head. "Even if you don't believe me, it's as he said. He had... wolf ears. His eye color was changed too. And I gather there was some sort of...earthquake." She caught Laelynn shying away from the corner of her eye. The poor girl was probably traumatized by all that just transpired. "...I think if we do really have some latent power in all of us, it's a good idea for us to stick together until we can figure out why it's just surfacing now... especially while we are out of harms way."

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Rais Crevan

With the exception of Kai's initial skepticism, the group seemed to accept what Rais had said. Of course, he knew none of them would be able to deny it for long, but at least nobody else put up a fight. Most of them fell silent, deep in thought. He was certainly curious to know just what powers they all had. All he could gather from Caedes was that had the qualities of a wolf. Outside the power of sass, Hans was a mystery, as was their resident dark-haired angsty teen. Laelynn, perhaps, was aware of her power, but if she was, she certainly wasn't happy with it. It seemed that the more they talked, the more she shrunk into the shadows, begging not to be seen. Devlin was just kind of there, taking it all in. Again, Rais couldn't guess what power he had. Cel, however...

If it was true, if Celsia did have visions, then maybe she really was his sister. The woman he remembered had sworn to him with the utmost certainty that they would see each other again. And he had truly believed her. It was a piece that fit in all too nicely to be coincidence. It had to be true. Now, if he could only figure out what his true power was. He supposed he would figure it out as he struck around the others, especially if that witch Kai mentioned had helped awaken them.

For now, however, everyone needed to rest. He was sure the group needed time to process everything that had happened.

"I agree with Celsia. I mean, we don't exactly have much of a choice at the very moment, but separating could prove to be dangerous if we're all being hunted. For now, I'm sure you all need some rest. I can stay up and make sure this ship runs smoothly for a while." He flashed a smile as he patted the railing of the ship. "The rest of you have had quite the day. You should head below deck and relax as best you can."

With that, the group once again split up, finding their own spaces in the cabins. Kai was the last to go down, staring at the water for a bit before finally giving in to the exhaustion Rais could now see on his face. They said nothing to one another, but the kid did seem to calm down a bit. At least, he was no longer glaring at Rais.

So, this was the start of his grand adventure. This is what he had been looking for. This was the thing that had been calling to him for all this time, whispering promises of a great destiny in his ears, luring him away from the rich city he lived in to that hick village nobody cared about. What came next? He had to find out just what he could do. Rais knew he had great power- he just had to find it.

Light footsteps broke Rais out of his thoughts. He turned behind him to see Celsia approaching.

"Where's Captain Wolf Ears?"

She gave him a weird look before responding, "Caedes? He's below deck. I just came out for some fresh air."

Good. This was his chance to talk to her.

He scooted over slightly, indicating for her to come stand with him, though it seemed she had already been heading in that direction. They were silent for a moment as they both watched the waves. Though he had only just met her, it felt nice, almost as if this was something they ought to be doing together. It was Rais who spoke first.

"You said you had visions, right? Visions of the future?"

Celsia nodded. "I know it sounds odd, but I've had them for as long as I can remember. I see them in dreams. Unfortunately, I don't know what they are of until they happen..." She slumped slightly and her voice lowered. "If I did, I might have been able to avoid that windmill altogether."

Rais frowned, a look he didn't commonly wear earnestly. While he didn't know what had happened in there, it had clearly taken a toll on her. "I think I have something that will sound even odder than that." He waited until she looked up at him to continue. "What if I said I've had a vision too? When I first saw you, I was reminded of it, only clearer than the first time I had seen it. It was of a woman, promising that we'd see each other again. You remind me so much of that woman. You even look a lot like her. I know it sounds crazy, but I feel like I've known you. Like we have a connection of some kind. Not an attraction or anything like that, but something more important. Something that brought us together for a reason. Do you know what I mean?"


"After the party I know everybody
But no on gets beyond this mask"

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The group continued to make some small talk, but it was obvious everyone was tired, frustrated, and confused. It seemed before Rais could finish his sentence, Hans was already strutting back into the depths of the ship. Devlin and Laelynn were quick to follow, the latter looking particularly relieved to be given some space to breathe.

As Rais ran his hand along the railing of the ship, Caedes stared him down with narrowed scarlet eyes. He seemed skeptical to trust this stranger with his ship, especially with all that just occurred, but if Rais truly did have a safe haven for them, then he would just have to leave it to fate. Celsia caught him flipping the bronze token once over in his hand, but couldn't see the results. Caedes sighed as he jammed it back into his pocket, and strolled over to the bridge of the ship to change their direction of travel to Soleus.

Shortly after, the two of them headed below deck as well, leaving Kai and Rais behind. There was something eerie about the silence of the cabin after all of the commotion. All that was left for now was the rhythmic churning of waves against the ship.

Caedes laid down on the bed, his arms behind his head. He stared at the ceiling. Celsia sat next to him and offered a smile. "I'm sure Rais will be okay up there. You need to rest, alright?" Cae shrugged at her, "Yeah, yeah...Well, hopefully I'm wrong."

Cel scooted herself over, laying next to him with her head on his shoulder. "Don't worry about it too much," She mumbled, "If we can get out of a collapsing windmill in one piece, I'm sure this will turn out fine too, right?" The optimistic words felt strange leaving her mouth. She wasn't completely convinced, herself.

Caedes didn't answer. "Cae?" Celsia lifted her head to look over at him. Already fast asleep, the pirate snored lightly, his face returned to its usual unworried self. She smiled to herself, glad he was finally taking a break. She stayed there for a while, taking in the peaceful quietness...until she realized her proximity to the man next to her. Feeling her heart start to race, Celsia quickly sat up.

"U-um.." She pointed towards the door, but the man was still fast asleep. "I'm going to go get some...air... sorry..." The girl quickly scurried out of the room, face red, and headed up to the main deck.

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Kai had gone to sleep as well, but Rais remained. He seemed surprised to see her up, but even more so that Caedes was not with her. They stood next to each other by the edge of the ship for awhile, just watching the endless dark waves before them. After a moment he began to explain to her of his own vision- a woman, a promise.

"Does the woman you saw have a name?" She wondered aloud. "..I don't disagree though. I've had visions of almost everyone on this ship before I met them, so when I finally did, they seemed very familiar to me." She let out a sigh, "I felt it too though, the connection. Even though...you're the only person here who I haven't seen before, I feel like I already know you somehow. I think there's a lot of answers we need still. I hope you can recall more of what you saw, so we can find them."

"Until then, we are lucky to have you to guide us." Celsia smiled at him. She didn't know him for long but she felt like she knew him well already.

While staring out to the sea, Celsia noticed a small light over the horizon. "Oh...what is that? That can't be Soleus already, is it?" Leaning forward, she squinted her eyes, trying to figure out what it was. The light began to grow in intensity, becoming brighter and larger. "What-" In an instant the world around her was ripped apart, the dark sky becoming bright and blue, the sea turning into land, the boat, and Rais, disappearing. She looked around for cultists, but they weren't there. Two voices were yelling nearby. As Celsia went to investigate, she came across the source of argument-- Kai, and Rais. She couldn't quite make out what it was that was making them combative, but whatever it was brought them to blows. "What are you doing?!" She shouted, but her voice didn't reach them.

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And act rich before I get paid"


Rais Crevan

Rais listened intently as Cel spoke. He was relieved that he trusted her and also felt a connection- if she hadn't it would have made things incredibly awkward. Strange, though, that he was apparently the only one she hadn't yet seen. She was the only one who stood out to him in the few flashbacks he had. Nobody else around felt as familiar. Though, that didn't seem to affect how she felt about him very much.

He returned her smile, but before he could speak, she was suddenly learning forward and gazing out at...absolutely nothing. Rais tried to find something, but all he could see was the dark ocean all around them. "What are you talking about? There's nothing-" His sentence died short as he turned to Celsia to see her suddenly stiffen, eyes wide, seeming to be completely lost in her own world.

"Celsia? Hey, Celsia!" Reaching out to grab her shoulder, Rais suddenly felt as if he was being lifted into the air. He could still feel Celsia shoulder and the wood of the ship, but it all felt disconnected, like he was feeling through somebody else's body. The ocean became land, the waves became yells, and he was no longer seeing out of his own eyes.

Before him, he could see himself and Kai, yelling something incomprehensible. He watched himself smirk, then Kai yell in rage as he pulled back, aiming to punch Rais straight in the face. Rais easily caught the man's fist, and then time seemed to slow down. Kai almost seemed frozen.

Then, just as quickly as it happened, the vision left them, land once again become water, yells returning to waves, and all of Rais' senses bringing him back into himself. He felt Celsia tremble under his touch, and quickly made to catch her before she fell. She seemed weak, but was still awake. He, too, was suddenly aware of a strong fatigue that had washed over him.

"Was that...one of your visions?" He asked, panting slightly as his body tried to recover from the unexpected experience. It seemed Kai was going to be a problem after all. He had no clue what they had been fighting about, but he was sure Kai wasn't going to trust him easily. If he was as rough of a person as he seemed, however, the others might not be too fond of him either. He was, after all, the only one who had angrily objected to what all the others had known was the truth. Rais could play him without much of a problem.

"Kai does seem to be a bit of a hothead, doesn't he?" He said with a small smirk, making light of what he had just seen so as not to cause any concern. "Are you okay? Can you stand on your own?"


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But no on gets beyond this mask"

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In a blink, she was back on the boat. She took a deep breath in to clear her head, her eyes adjusting back to the dark of night. Her knees felt weak but her head was surprisingly clear. Rais was crouched next to her, a smirk spread across his paled face. "Was that... one of your visions?" He asked, seemingly a bit winded. What? How did he... "Are you okay? Can you stand on your own?" Celsia quickly stood up, nearly pushing him over in her haste. "S-sorry, I..." She ran her hand through her hair, at a loss for words. "You saw that? The vision?" Rais slowly rose up, leaning against the railing. He nodded.

"You.. felt that too?" She tried to get a good read on his face, but it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. "I've never.." The girl shook her head, "No one has ever seen them except for me before. How did you see it? Are you okay?" Her mind wandered back to what they had just seen. Clearly the argument between Kai and Rais was more than a minor understanding. What happened? When would it happen?

Her heart raced, the feeling of someone else sharing a vision with her was almost liberating. Now at least she knew one person would believe her fully, having experienced it as well. "Something...weird happened, you saw it, right? Do you think that has something to do with what your abilities might be?"

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Rais Crevan

Rais listened intently as Celsia spoke. How curious it was that she had never shared a vision with another person before. It seemed to take her by surprise as well. Did it have something to do with their relationship? Surely if they had been siblings in the past, he would have a connection with her that nobody else could.

As she mentioned his abilities, he replayed the vision in his head. It was obvious Rais had had an advantage over Kai. He had seemed to easily read the angered man's moves. Kai's fist connected with Rais' palm, and then everything seemed to slow down. At first Rais had chalked it up to the vision slowing down as it ended, but Celsia seemed to find something unusual about it. Was it something else that was happening? Though, it seemed doubtful that it had been caused by another person, and Rais doubted Kai had that sort of power. He seemed far too uptight for somebody who had control over time itself. Was it Rais himself, then, who had the ability to alter time? The flashbacks he had had earlier in the day hadn't had any indication of his powers- rather, it simply helped him realize who he was. Nothing stood out to him at the moment either.

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see." Rais answered with a smirk. "I'm not entirely sure what the extent of my abilities are- just that we all have a destiny far greater than that of any normal human. For now, though, I think we both need some rest. You've had quite the day, and that vision kind of wore me out. There will be plenty of time to discuss things further in the morning. Sleep well." He reached out, ruffling her hair a little. He waited until she had walked back to her cabin before finding a place for himself to sleep.

Things were certainly getting interesting. It seemed he would have to be careful around Kai. The boy certainly wasn't a threat, but it was clear he would be against him. For now, he was just glad Celsia was so accepting of what was happening. It wasn't usual for him to feel emotionally connected to another person, but he was happy to be reunited with his sister. He would make sure they both realized their destinies, regardless of anybody else in the group.


"After the party I know everybody
But no on gets beyond this mask"