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Legends Reborn

Terra

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a part of Legends Reborn, by Oblivian.

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Oblivian holds sovereignty over Terra, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Terra is a part of Legends Reborn.

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Kien Kai [6] "No mater what side wins, we'll all lose in the end."
Albany Clarimonde [5] "...but, this is really the only option left...."
Meik Awhkel [3] "What is life without a bit of fun, hm?"
Seth Toyotami [2] '' You gotta be firm, like a rock!!''
Marifra Wyrmender [2] "Maybe one day, we'll all just accept technology!"

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White clouds float by the clean blue skies of Terra as a cool breeze moved the leaves of a tree partially overhead. Kien Kai, a young traveler, relaxes under the shade of a tree as he enjoys the weather of the beautiful day. With his hands behind his head, he rests on the grass peacefully.

But despite how comfortable it all felt, he can't just lay there all day. He slowly sits up, groaning a bit as he let out a loud yawn. He has to return to town before the day is through if he was to find a place to rest for the night. He heard that a festival was to be held in that small town, a memorial to the great dragons from long ago that the town has kept for centuries. They held close to the ways of the dragons and have even worked on setting things up by hand. That was a sight he wants to see at least once during his travels.

Standing up, he dusts the small blades of grass from his sides before stretching his arms upward into the air. The sun was still a ways from setting down, giving him enough time to make it to the town. He adjusts the blades on his sides as he starts to make his way toward the small dirty road. With his arms resting over the handles of his blades, he carries on casually down the road.

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Albany glanced down at her “map” (which was no more than a slab of bark with crudely drawn directions), then back up at the sky. The sun was getting pretty low. Not to the point where it was dangerous, but she was starting to get a little worried. Albany stared at the black smudge that marked her destination; a small town that would soon be having a dragon festival. She felt drawn to that place, in a way that was difficult to describe with words.

The young girl grinned. Coincidence? I think not.

But truly, if this road kept up, she might not even make it there on time! It should be close... Albany halted in the dirt, and eyed a nearby tree. If she climbed it, maybe she could see the town, and figure out if she was even going in the right direction?

She shrugged. Might as well. Walking over, Albany found a knot in the trunk and hefted herself up, climbing higher and higher. It was quite a large tree. What with all of the leaves, she would probably be invisible to any passerby. Three fourths of the way up, Albany leaned against the bark, popping her head out past a branch. Ah-hah! There it is! In the distance, there was a brownish smear that was unmistakably a town.

In good spirits and about to head back, the blonde glanced down and froze. There was a person at the foot of the tree! She had been climbing for a while, but Albany didn’t think she’d been at it that long. Huh. She squinted. It was probably a boy, and it seemed like he was sleeping?

Albany bit her lip. Better be quiet then. How rude would it be for her to just suddenly wake him up? So she crept down quietly, the wind in the branches hopefully masking any noises she might have made. It would be easy to get past him, considering they were on opposite sides of the tree. He was farther towards the forest, while she was closest to the road.

Seven feet off of the ground, Albany was suddenly tugged back by something catching on the edge of her tunic. On a reflex, she glanced back at the guy only to see that he wasn’t there anymore. She panicked. Wait, so where is he? Did I wake him up? Distracted, Albany pulled a little too hard and the branch she was snagged on, snapped, sending her sprawling forward.

With a yelp, Albany tumbled from the tree, plummeting straight towards the guy, who for some reason was directly below her.

Albany braced herself for impact.

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There he was, taking a step forward as he made his way toward the road ahead when something suddenly crashes down onto him. The next thing he saw was the grass ground right up on his face as he was face first on the floor.

"...ow...." He groans out in a muffling tone before turning his head to the side to glance up on his back. He sees a girl around his age on his back. The broken branch beside her hinting where exactly she was before her crashing on top of him.

"There are better ways to greet people." He comments up to her, grunting as he moves his arms up to push himself off the ground. Slowly pushing her off of him. Feeling the back of his head where he got the brunt of the "attack", he makes sure all was in order before looking back at the girl before him.

"You ok?"

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She landed on top of him! Albany scrambled off as fast as possible, stumbling to her feet with clumsy, jerky movements. Her hands flew to her mouth as she backed away.

"There are better ways to greet people." Albany swallowed, her creased eyebrows making her forehead ache. “I’m so sorry!”

She watched him get to his feet, and her eyes widened when he began nursing the back of his head. "You ok?"

But Albany ignored him, rushing forward. “Hey... you’re hurt, aren’t you?” She placed one hand on his shoulder, the other lightly brushing the side of his head. “Bend over for me, will you?”

Albany moved her other hand, tilting the stranger’s head downwards, and standing up on her tip-toes. “Tell me if I hurt you.”

Stomach tight, she scanned the back of his head with an analytical gaze, trying to see past the stranger’s brown hair. Hesitant, she ran her fingers over where it seemed a wound might be, only to find a slight bump. Albany sighed with relief, moving backwards. “Oh, phew, there’s just a bump, nothing to worry about.”

Suddenly it occurred to her that this guy was a complete stranger. “Oh, I’m Albany, by the way. Sorry for, uh, landing on top of you.” Albany shifted in place, feeling like she was forgetting something... "Oh! My map!"

The blonde turned away, feeling up her tunic, and fishing the piece of bark from her sash. Her lips turned downwards, and her stomach dropped. Well, she found it all right, but in several pieces. The bark must have crumbled underneath her weight.

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Character Portrait: Kien Kai Character Portrait: Albany Clarimonde Character Portrait: Marifra Wyrmender
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Marifra sighed, half running half jogging behind her employers' pure white horses, letting the butt of her spear drag along in the dirt as she did so. She was having trouble catching her breath, and the other escort, a very disheveled looking elf, looked as if he was also having a hard time keeping up the pace of the horses. Laughter and light conversation trickled off the backs of the horses and trailed behind. Usually, Marifra would listen, and nod and agree politely with the humans. This time, however, she was very distracted.

Ever since the humans had been planning to visit this 'dragon festival' Marifra had felt rather- strange. She was used to escorting the humans to all sorts of 'festivals,' but she had felt particularly drawn to this one and she couldn't really figure out why. Besides technology, dragons and the lore surrounding them was the most fascinating thing to her. A small smile tugged at the edges of her lips as a very fond memory came to mind. Her and her friends back in the dwarven village always pretended to be dragons. She had always been the wind dragon, since that was the only magic she was actually comfortable at using.

"Please!" the elf blurted, interrupting Marifra's train of thought, "We've been running all day! Can we stop and rest!" he had always been bold with the humans. They were very kind, though, and treated us nicely.

"Ah, yes sorry about that!" The plump human man said, running a hand over his thick black mustache. "How about you two stop and rest up there, and we'll make the rest of the trip alone? We're only ten minutes from the town! We can meet up later tonight."

"Ten minutes?" the elf pondered, "In that case, I'll just make the rest of the trip."

"If you don't mind," Marifra huffed, "I'll take you up on that offer!" she said her farewells, then slowed to a content walk, taking deep breaths. As she caught her breath, she started enjoying the walk. Up ahead, she noticed two individuals laying on the ground next to each other, and narrowed her eyes. They were probably also heading to the dragon festival.

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Meik was found a the opposite side of all of them. Of course, it wasn't because he wanted to sneak into the town, but more of just a matter of position.

“A festival, hm?” He told to himself, tapping his lips. “This will surely attract some people, and probably rich ones too.” He clapped his hand happily and grinned widely. “On the plus side, it will be easy to sneak around if it is really as popular as the people at the tavern back then.” He rubbed the back of his head. “My, my, I should really stop talking to myself. People will start to think I'm insane.” He would then chuckled a bit, holding his necklace. “But of course, than wouldn't be a surprise.”

He hasted his steps down the road, but he was soon stopped by a gang of bandits. They probably came to enjoy the festival as well. His grin couldn't stop getting wider as one of the bandits pulled out his dagger and pointed it towards Meik.

“Gives us all your precious belongings and we won't hurt you.” The guy with the dagger said as the others just smirked at him, laughing.

“Guys, guys, there's no need for all of this violence.” He said, advancing as he removed his necklace. “I mean, it would be very sad...” he said as he put his necklace into the bandit's hands, grabbing it, “It would be very sad, indeed.” He said, using his full body to twist the bandit's arm. The bandit let a small scream of pain as he fell to the ground, twisting in pain. The other unsheathed their daggers as Meik offered a small smirk.

Amateurs the thief said as he gracefully jumped up in the air to dodge the first one's attack to land on the other man's head. He said there for a bit, giggling a bit as the bandit tried to grab him. Soon, the other bandit thrust his dagger, trying to reach the thief's leg, but he jumped out of the way, and it hit right in the bandit's shoulder's. He fell to the ground while Meik delivered a strong down kick into the last one's head, leaving him unconscious.

After his little fight, the thief took some of their coins in his pouch. “This will be the fee of keeping y'all alive.” He chuckled as he set himself back on the track to the town, until he felt something hitting the back of his head, causing him to fall to the ground. Meik groaned a bit, blood flowed down his forehead due to the impact on the rocks, and he turned around only to find himself in front of a dagger blade.

“I think we need to teach you a lesson,” the one with the twisted hand said towards the thief as he held his dagger. Meik grinned still.

“Lesson of what? Kicking your ass more?” He said mockingly, but it only forced another punch to his head. This time, he coughed up blood, but still grinned.

'Damn,' he thought, 'it would be in those moments where someone would pop out of nowhere and save the victim.' He chuckled under his breath, keeping a grinning face up to the bandit.

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Kien didn't respond as the blond haired girl seems to go on a frenzy over him. Bending his head down and looking over his body to examine any injuries on him. He glances to the side with a confused look as he notices a group of traveler not far off, a dwarf girl among them looking right at them.

NOW things got embarrassing. He was just about to speak back to her when she suddenly let go of him, turning around as she said something about a map. He wasn't all to sure what she was talking about since all she took out was the broken remains of a piece of bark in her hands.

"Um...are you ok?" He asks her once again. This time referring to more then just her physical condition. "I'm not one to really but into other's problems, but it seems that piece of bark was important. Right?" He slowly walks around her, trying to get a better look at the remains in her hands and her expression for a better feel of the situation.

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Seth had been on his daily walk, outside of his house, alongside the mountain. He was truly enjoying
the day so far, he was walking along the mountain path as he stretched and said to himself, '' Seth, old boy. You did it again.''
He had just got back from a hunting trip and he got about three fish and a morning dove. Seth grinned to himself as he made his way down the mountain trail. Seth all of a sudden stopped dead in his tracks, when he heard what sounded like a fight down the road.

Seth climbed down a few rocks and peered over the edge of the mountain trail he was currently on, and looked below on another path. Seth saw one guy fighting about seven others. Seth was about to leave him alone, when he saw the one get punched and blood started to steam from his mouth. Seth sighed, put his dead fish, and morning dove on the ground, behind a bush. He stretched and said, '' Alright. Time to prove your worth.'' He took his hankerchief and put it around his face, so his identity to stay hidden. Seth walked over to the edge and slid down the rocky wall below.

He landed on the ground with a light thud, Seth looked up and smiled. He unsheathed his sword, and said, '' Hey, pick on someone your own size.'' He smiled and stepped closer, the group of bandits turned around and looked at Seth. They only smiled and the leaderr said, '' Oh, boys look! It's the mountain boy!'' The leader laughed at his own joke, even though it was quite stupid. Seth only shrugged and said, '' You should fight without even numbers. Now leave or I will kill you.'' The leader only laughed and quickly made his way towards Seth, with one quick slash, Seth took his sword and sliced the leader's upper arm. The bandit grabbed his arm and winced in pain as the blood oozed out of the wound.

Seth grinned and said,'' Anyone else?!'' The other bandits swiftly made their way towards Seth. Seth grabbed his shield from his back, swung his sword a few times, and got ready for more. He looked at the guy across the path and said, '' You can join in anytime!'' as he swung his sword and sliced another bandit's arm.

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“Hey, pick on someone your own size,” a voice said behind Meik. His grin couldn't get wider. 'Of course, someone had arrived. He's a bit late though.' He looked at the two converse to each other as she realized that the upper arm of the bandit's leader was sliced. He had horror of blood being shed as his face was marked by disgust. Either way, he thought that there is nothing that he could help about. He quickly profited of the one that was holding the dagger near his neck was to disarm him, quickly jabbing into one's stomach to make him lose his breath for a moment. He took the bandit's weapon.

Meik quickly joined into his hero fight; he couldn't miss the occasion for a bit of fun in duo. Even though he didn't like blood, he judged that the situation call for some injuries. He assured of the stranger's back as he thought that the stranger would assure his. He sliced some of the bandits' arm as they winced on the ground in pain, but he most often knock them out of consciousness. After the small battle, he let out a small sigh, looking towards the stranger.

“Hey, thank you very much. For a moment, I thought I might be roasted for a moment.” He said with still a smirk, and offered a hand to shake. “My name is Meik; it is nice to meet you. And you are?” By nature, he was curious, even if he came alone. He thought that if he made acquaintance with people that will be around the festival, it will be easier for him to be innocent if he is ever seems to be innocent. Besides, a good first impression is always the best, right? Either way, he kept the dagger he had stolen from the bandit, thinking it might be good to have two of them.