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"Shh, shh, shh. Don't worry about it, doesn't this breeze feel magnificent?"
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∞ Name ∞
Twillabelle Eerin (Tilly)

∞ Sex ∞
Female

∞ Race ∞
Beastfolk || Strigiformes (Owl)

∞ Age ∞
31

∞ Dialogue Color Number ∞
#C36241 || [Rust]

∞ Personality ∞

Twillabelle Eerin, or Tilly as she would suggest instead is a free spirit at her very core. Being born with feathers and a pair of wings tends to do that to a person. Laughter comes to her easy, and her voice is as breezy as the winds that pass beneath her wings. She doesn't let things that are too far out of her control get her down, and she goes with the current of the air. Tilly's not what one would call overly serious, and she brings a certain levity when she walks or flies into a room. She's a friendly individual, if overly fond of sarcasm and quick wit.

And to think she's a timid creature based on the fact that she's beastfolk with an owl aspect, is simply judging a book by it's cover. It's not uncommon to find her perched on someone's shoulder, simply accompanying them. She tries to be a kind person, and she'd never turn away a person in need. Call it the curse of a healer, but Tilly cannot just allow an injury or illness go untreated. Whether it's major or minor, she's always willing to mend a broken limb or simply banish a sniffle.

Tilly's not completely atypical from the idea of an owl, and it's not completely surprising to learn that she's beastfolk. While she lacks the dreary silence that usually accompanies the thoughts of owls, Tilly still possesses an elegance. There's a hint of pride in there, but it's nothing overbearing, and moments of nobility do occasionally shine through. But most of all, she is intelligent. Despite her happy-go-lucky attitude, she can at times be truly insightful and her foresight is nothing to scoff at. Oh! And don't let her helpful and easy manner fool you, owls are predators and Tilly's no different. Find enough buttons to press, and she can be quite the spitfire, with a razor sharp tongue and a willingness to end confrontation quickly. She's never the aggressor mind you, but again she's not afraid to finish what's started. She's best described as... Precise when all of her easiness drains from her.

∞ Sexual Preference ∞
Pansexual and willing.

∞ Likes ∞
Warm air currents, cloudless days, feathers, preening, wind, flight, fresh air, hunting, and being helpful whenever possible.

∞ Dislikes ∞
Shoes, rain, walls and roofs, sudden loud noises, and conflict that she has to finish.

∞ Fears ∞
Cages, being forever landbound, and letting someone die in her care.

∞ Main Ability ∞

Healing || Tilly possesses the ability to use a shamanistic type of magic to heal and mend wounds. She draws the energy from the world around her, from her own body, and even from the body of whom she's healing, and directs it to eliminate illness and stitch together flesh. It has an effect of fatiguing both her and the patient if the injury was especially egregious or if she uses it too much in a short span. It's never been a problem, though.

∞ Secondary Ability ∞

Alchemy || What's a shaman without the ability to create potions and poultices? Tilly possesses an extensive knowledge of plants and their effects, and understands what works best together when mixed. She augments the natural effects these mixtures have with her magic to increase their potency.

∞ Unique Ability∞

Beast-shift || As beastfolk, Tilly's able to shift into her animal form at will. Tilly as an owl is a bit larger on average, but nothing noticeable unless you put one and her side by side. Even when in her human form, Tilly possesses some visible aspects of the owl. Her nails are sharpened to resemble talons on her fingers and toes (making shoes extremely uncomfortable) and she has layer of feathers underneath her hair.

∞ Exact Reason for Joining the Guild ∞

Because why not, right? Well, maybe she has more of a reason than that. The Guild sounds like a place where danger is imminent, and the threat of injury is not if but when. Simply put, they needed her, whether for her ability to erase the sniffles or reset bones, or maybe it's just her stunning personality. Or maybe she's searching for something, though she knows not what. It's all hidden behind those wide, watching eyes.

∞ Story ∞

Daughter of the winds, Tilly was born mid-flight with her wings outstretched... Not literally, of course. Literally, she was hatched in the cavity of a tree in a forest steeped in magic. Daughter of a shaman, it's her mother that Tilly receives her affinity for magic, and it was from her where she learned to heal and mix herbs. Her... Parliament as a group of owls are called, were tribal in nature and travelled through the forest in search of their next hunting grounds. They were simple beings, with no cares as to what those from the other dimensions did, they occupied themselves with simply living their lives.

It was not to say that Tilly's parliament were antisocial. Every so often, they flew near a forest town and lingered for a while. A few of her cousins even told stories about roosting in the rafters of a great hall, watching as the people below danced in frilly laced dresses, powdered wigs, and talking in a silly accent. These cousins weren't the only ones who had such adventures. She'd leave the parliament for days at a time, usually with another or a few others and they always returned with a story to tell. Tilly's walked the streets of magnificent, technological wonder of a city, perched on many weathervanes of tiny farms, and even lingered on the shoulder of a king just to say that she did.

But even that wasn't enough to fulfil Tilly. She grew... Bored, in a sense. Make no mistake, she was happy and content with her parliament but she was growing restless. It was on one of these ventures with her parliament into a small human settlement that Tilly found her out. Nearby the town was a majestic castle built into the cliffs. It... Called to her, if you could believe that. An owl's foresight is something to be trusted, so she asked around and gathered that it belonged to a Guild. The Remnant Guild, to be exact. Their goal was to find and protect the Remnant, the last piece of the ancient crystal spoken about in her parliament's legends. She had to join, to try and protect this new world she loved so dearly. And if she gets to see new sights and meet new people, well, that's just a bonus.

So begins...

Twillabelle Eerin's Story

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#2014-08-13 02:35:56, as written by Senpai

"It is time to assemble the guild... Get them acquainted."

It was just a little before noon as the leader of this small group made his way out of his room. Today he had asked all members, new and old, to join him in the Entrance Hall of Remnant Castle for a small social gathering. The guild was still young and fresh, many of the members green around the ears and unacquainted with one another. The leader of this guild, Cadis Oraya, believed strongly in cooperation and teamwork. That was the very reason he made a guild to complete his task. But if members were not on good terms with each other and did not know each other's strengths and weaknesses, full cooperation would likely be unattainable. With no known leads at the moment there felt no better time to gather everyone up and encourage some socialization.

The main staircase in the Entrance hall elevated up half a level before splitting off into separate staircases, one to the left and one to the right. Cadis descended from the right and stopped at the top of the split. It had seemed that everyone had gathered here before him, save for the Marksman who appeared to be missing. Cadis paid it no mind at the moment looking to keep calm and organized. He was the leader, and he had an image to upkeep. Looking down at his fellow guildmates, the light coming through a stained glass window behind him illuminated the room and staining the pale walls with color. It was a nice effect that he really seemed to enjoy. Letting his lips curl up into a smile, he raises his right arm in greeting.

"Hello, Remnant Guild. And good morning." His voice was definitely still young, but it had an air of confidence, preparation. "We have all met me, but for presentation's sake, I will introduce myself formally to you all. My name is Cadis. Cadis Oraya. I am the founder of our group and the one who brought you all together this morning." He paused a moment to look everyone over again, matching face to name in his mind before continuing. "I will briefly introduce everyone by role. After I do so, I would like all of you to find someone and talk to one another. Discuss whatever you feel will help you cooperate and get along. I know you are all different, from different walks of life with different skills and different races. But let us make that an advantage, rather than a disadvantage... I am sure you're all tired of hearing my talk now, though. So on with introductions."

As he would speak, he would hold out his hand in gesture to each person to indicate that is who he was talking about. "The Co-leader and Scholar, Obadiah Knox. The Inventor, Rose Minami. The Newbie, Kenneth Maldrough. The Magician, Kurila Vershken. The Scout, Elyssa Massey. The Healer, Twillabelle Eerin, The Fighter known as Kairo the Crashing Storm. And my long-time friend and the Bodyguard, Raziel Rakshdos. I have given your names. All I ask for is a little mingling, conversation and cooperation. We are all here for our own reasons, but we are united under one goal. I have traveled the world and found some of you. Some of you found me. You are here because I trust all of you to be this world's protectors." He paused to give a final smile as he begins descending the staircase. "We are a team. We are Remnant... Welcome, one and all."

As he descended, from a set of doors to the right of the room, many of the castle's workers and staff came out with tables. Each one was leaned up against one of the pillars of the Entrance Hall, filled corner to corner with foods and drinks of all sorts. There was sure to be something for everyone.

This small social event would be the first stepping stone on the path to Remnant's success.

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#2014-08-13 05:24:03, as written by Riley Shikoku

Rose opened one of her eyes and stared at the ceiling before she realized that she had a meeting with Cadis in a little bit. She opened her other eye and sat up in her bed. She looked around her room at the cluttered mess of books and spare parts that were scattered across the floor. She sighed. I'll clean it up tomorrow. I need to hurry and get to that meeting. She slipped on her usual dress. She looked around for her scythe but she couldn't seem to find it. She heard a clank and looked up at the ceiling and saw that her scythe was lodged in the ceiling. She easily pulled it out and put it in it's holder. It folded up to about the size of a ten by sixteen inch box. She wasn't of anything else but that weapon. It was her pride and joy. She was the only one really able to wield it since it had such an unorthodox combination of weapons. She walked over to her table where she had currently been working on a gun that worked with both bullets and crossbow bolts. It was interesting coming up with something like this. It took her a lot of time, but she thought that she would have it finished by today. If the meeting with Cadis didn't run long then she would finish it and present it to him for another weapon to put in his armory. She made quite a few weapons because she had been here so long. She had made a kind of flash paper that instead of burning into thin air, it only only activated when exposed to air, but it didn't just burn... it exploded. She smiled at the thought of her many failed attempts, a part of her room actually exploded at some point. She simply laughed. She grabbed a few of her autonomy books and walked over to the door and opened it.

She walked down the halls of the castle. She was always amazed at the sheer size of the castle. She also admired the artwork and the type of decorum that was strewn throughout the hall. The doors to the entrance hall were before her before she knew it and she opened them. It appeared that she was the earliest to arrive. She just took a seat in a shady spot in the room where no one would notice her. She waited for the rest of the people to show up and soon enough she heard Cadis start one of his speeches. She stood up and made her way toward the bulk of the group. As soon as Cadis had listed her name, she widened her eyes a little bit. She didn't want unnecessary attention. As she looked around she noticed that someone in the crowd stood out to her more than anyone else. Is that... a machination? She stared at him. She felt the urge to study him. She had wanted to make a machination since forever. She smiled a wider smile than she had ever smiled. As soon as the speech was over and all the food came out, she ran over to the dessert table and grabbed some sweets, trying to balance them with the rest of the things she was holding. She then walked over to the place she was sitting earlier but accidentally tripped and spilled the desserts on the floor. She blushed, embarrassed. Why does this have to happen to me? Her head hung low as she sat in her little dark spot in the entrance hall. She sat there in utter embarrassment. She wanted to cry because she was so embarrassed. She hugged her books tightly as she stuck her head in-between her legs. I'll just embarrass myself if I talk to anyone. I guess I shouldn't...

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#2014-08-13 07:45:32, as written by Homesick Angel

Flight. It was a sensation unlike any other in the world. The weightlessness felt in the wings, the ebb and flow of the wind currents, the rush of air through her feathers, and the sights granted by virtue of flying hundreds of feet above the ground. Flight was a gift, and Tilly counted her blessings to be hatched with a pair of wings and a layer of down. It was the time before the sun reached it's apex in the sky, and she could feel it's warmth work it's way into her layer of down. Tilly had risen with the sun, and once the golden orb broke the horizon into pieces of red caramel, she took to wing. She spent the time before the meeting in the castle's foyer to experience the land and sea around the castle that served as the Guild's home. Instead of wandering the halls for her breakfast, she found it nearby in a field. A mouse that'd greeted the morning as she had, unaware of the predator above until it was too late.

She had her meal atop the highest point of the castle facing the rolling ocean as the sun steadily rose higher into the sky. It was the simple things in life that made her feel the most alive. Owl's were nocturnal creatures by nature, Tilly had seen more sunsets and she had sunrises, so for every one she witnessed, she savored. Unlike she savored the mouse, which was swallowed whole. After a time, however, even she grew bored of the the sunrise, and she took flight again. The next few hours before Cadis had ordered her to meet were spent lazily flying around the nearby area. By the time it reached noon, Tilly tilted her wings and began to head back to the castle.

Instead of taking the door like a normal individual would, she chose a... Different method of entry. The window. Landing on the bannister at the bottom floor, Tilly tilted her head one-hundred eighty degrees around her, realizing that she had been the last to enter. Still, if it seemed to bother the owl any at all, she didn't show it. Once Cadis began his speech, her head spun back around and watched the man they called their leader. Throughout his speech, Tilly's head was ever in movement. First tilting to one side, then to the other, then she began to preen. It was... An odd sight, to see a man giving a speech while an owl straightened it's feathers. No one ever accused Tilly of being ordinary, however.

Once he called Twillabelle's name, she gave a call, "Hoo-hoo-hoo!" Just to clarify who he was talking about. Soon after, he concluded the speech and began to descend the stairs. "Dramatic," She projected for Cadis to hear. The man had an odd ability to communicate mentally with wildlife-- her included. So obviously she was going to take advantage of that. "Never been called the world's protector before. You have a way of making a girl feel special, Cad." She ended the wordless comment with an audible hoot, before spinning around on the bannister to see what she had to work with. He had told them to be social, and Tilly was nothing if not a social creature...

Unfortunately, it appeared that many of the others weren't. A few of them even stuck to the shadows, and those that didn't had very few words to say to each other. Tilly got about as close to rolling her eyes as an Owl was able before throwing another comment Cadis's way, "I've seen more exciting parties in cemeteries. Seriously." There was a levity in her mental tone, and maybe even something that was approaching a chuckle. A whoosh later, an Tilly took to the air again, flying toward one of the shadowy corners. She landed near a pair, the ones called Rose and Raziel if she remembered correctly. She'd seen the way Rose had fallen and dropped her sweets, and she'd also heard what Raziel had said to her. With the eyes and ears of an owl, one didn't miss much. She hopped closer and picked up a cupcake before fluttering her wings and landing on the top of Rose's head. There she stayed for a moment, holding the cupcake above the woman's head so as not to tangle up her hair and she stared at Raziel, her head tilted one-eighty to the side.

What happened next came in a flash. The owl that stood perched on top of the girl's head was no more, replaced by an adult woman sitting next to Rose, with one hand thrown over her shoulders and the other holding onto the cupcake. Instead of saying anything, she pressed the cupcake to her lips and took a bite, her eyes widening from the shock of sugar. "Oh wow, that's good. You have great taste sweetheart. Here, try it," Tilly said, holding the cupcake out for the girl to sample.

"I bet you get it all the time, but has anyone told you you have a wonderful personality?" She asked Raziel, a smile painted on her lips, outlined by a hint of frosting from the cupcake. The way she said it, it could've almost been taken at face value, instead of dripping with sarcasm.

Almost.

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#2014-08-14 04:59:19, as written by Kagerou

It was pitch black as the Azurelle opened her eyes. It was the start of a new day. She knew very well that she would have to stay in her room as most of the others were still sleeping. It was strange how long other races spent in that vulnerable state. They always miss the beauty of the sun when it rose above the horizon. Or they missed the moon glowing over the water below the castle. Truly, it was time wasted. They would not see it that way, however. Kurila sighed, and waited for dawn to break. It would be soon.

As the hour passed, the sun slowly came up. In her true form, the light passed right through her and expelled vibrant colours. She was like a prism. The walls of her room displayed these colours beautifully, and it was a shame that Kurila was the only one who could see it. The others were now starting to stir, and she figured it was time for the Guild meeting. Switching to her ugly and heavy human form, she walked to the main room. She was the first one there, it seemed. As always. Only Cadis was there, but that was to be expected. She didn't speak to him, and simply waited for the meeting to start.

After everyone was gathered, Cadis introduced everyone by role and name. He then told them to interact and get to know each other. However, Kurila didn't know where to start. She never had contact with any of these races before. She didn't know the proper way of speech, and her voice probably would have scared them off anyway. Kurila couldn't just leave, either. It would be better to wait for the other members to come to her, instead of fumbling over her inexperience of the world.

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#2014-08-14 09:01:02, as written by Gerr74

Kenneth was probably one of the last people to arrive, as he was usually late. He had surprisingly woke up pretty early, but that costed him the needed sleep to get through the planned meeting. About half an hour before the meeting, Kenneth decided to take a nap under a tree, which leaded to him being the last person to arrive.

It wasn't that he didn't care for the gathering, he was actually extremely excited for it. This is where he would finally get to see his new team-mates. He had been offered to join only a few days ago. In these days, he was looking around the castle and settling down. He didn't have enough time to speak or even see any of his guild mates, and in turn, they have yet to see him. Cadis has been the only one Kenneth has spoken to, and Kenneth barely even knows much about his mysterious new leader. Even though, he was still excited nonetheless.

He was making a fast dash towards the main hall's doors, as that is where he last remembered the meeting taking place. right as he pushed the large doors open, he spoke out.

"Hey! Sorry guy's I wa-"

He was soon cut short as he tripped over his own legs from not paying any attention.He made a small yelp as he fell; He ended up falling face first onto the hard floor. Other then crying out or complaining like he usually would, he decided to man up for his new companions, as he has already embarrassed himself enough in the first few seconds of contact with them. He quickly stood back up, brushing off what just happened with only slight coloration of his cheeks, then moved to the snack bar, not paying much attention to others, and going straight for the food.

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#2014-08-21 06:04:48, as written by Riley Shikoku

She heard a few words being spoken and then she felt a tap on the head and returned to reality. Someone... was talking to her? What did she do wrong? Oh gosh... It must be about the cupcake. She looked up at the man before realizing how good looking he was. She stared at the floor again because she was embarrassed. She blushed and she was being scolded. What is going on? Why am I-

She felt a set of claws land on her head and she froze. What the heck was this? She slowly reached up to grab the thing on her head, but she didn't touch anything. "Oh wow, that's good. You have great taste sweetheart. Here, try it." She suddenly realized that someone was sitting right next to her. She backed away a little. "Wh-When did you get here?!" She stared at all the people standing around her. Am I really drawing that much of a crowd? She tried her best not to draw any more attention.

She suddenly saw a woman coming over toward them. "If you didn't catch it already, my name is Elyssa Massey." She looked at her and then looked at all the others around her. She really was drawing a crowd! She needed some way to escape... She wasn't a very good socializer. She needed some way to distract them for only a se-.

She heard a large "boom" that resounded throughout the room. This was her chance! Now that everyone was pre-occupied looking at that, she could finally escape into her own little private area. She stood up and started to run before she suddenly realized that she was running pointlessly. She would have to meet all of them at some point. She looked back at another girl a corner of the room. She looked... interesting. Despite all the attention that was given to her, she ignored it. She walked over to a girl sitting alone by herself who had blue-ish skin.

She silently stood next to her before she looked her in the eye. "U-Um... Hello... I... Guess I should introduce myself. I-I'm Rose... Rose Minami." She pulled off a slight smile which really only made the situation a little more awkward. She laughed awkwardly. So awkward...

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#2014-08-21 06:36:12, as written by Maestro

“And has anyone told you that you have a simply delightful sense of sarcasm that is almost too good?” And believe me, Raziel didn’t even try to sugarcoat his tone with her. If it hadn’t already been affirmed at this point, his loathing for people went unrivaled. Quite frankly he didn’t like anyone, and was only doing what he had to in order to survive. All the same he had not a shadow of a doubt that he was by far the most powerful warrior in all the castle; a statement he was more than willing to support for anyone foolish enough to put it to the test. “Always the one to make sure everyone’s taken care of, aren’t you? So sweet. I’d shed a tear but I forget I don’t have the heart to.” That was less of a joke that he made it out to be. If he did have a heart, it was encased in ice, and full of only darkness and decay.

“Keep in mind that too much of a good thing can be bad for you. Just a bit of advice.” A sinister Cheshire grin overcame him as he winked and stepped back into the shadows, disappearing. The chamber was full of children who knew nothing of the horrors they would have to endure. Getting their hands on the crystal wasn’t going to be easy because there was a force working in the world that was more powerful than they could even imagine.

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#2014-08-21 10:05:11, as written by Homesick Angel

"I've been told, on occasion," Tilly said, licking the frosting on her lips. She'd let Rose slip out of her grip easily as she appeared, but she couldn't hide the moment of hurt in her eyes. She simply sighed and looked back to the man speaking at her, instead of to. Had he been talking the whole time, she wondered. Interlocking the talons she had for fingers, she rested her elbows on her knees and rested her chin upon their backs. She listened as the man spoke, her head slightly tilted, but a bright smile spread wide across her face. Bravado did very little to impress her, and she felt he was trying perhaps a bit too hard. Needless to say, she wasn't impressed. As he slipped off into the shadows-- again, she shook her head and let her face fall from her fingers.

"Cryptic," she told herself before she shrugged. She ran a hand through her chestnut locks, dislodging a few feathers from her down that drifted down to the floor. "Wonder if Cad told him we're all on the same team... Too much of a good thing can be bad for you, bluh, bluh, bluh I'm a big mad sourpuss and I hate life, bluh," She imitated before breaking into a fit of laughter. If someone like him got her down after only a few nasty words, then she probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed in the morning. Unlike others she could mention, she was rather fond of social interaction. She let go of an exaggerated yawn and leaned backward on her hands, giving another scan of the room.

The good news, people were finally seeming to mingle, after finally emerging from whatever shadows they clung too. Scanning once more, though more at the room than any specific person, she spoke to herself again. "Note to self," she began. "Talk to Cad about installing more lights. Too many shadows to hide in. Also really makes this place depressing." With a warm smile spread across her lips, she rocked forward and rose to her feet. Rolling her shoulders and straightening her limbs issued a few stubborn pops and cracks, and once she was done stretching, threw her arms behind herself and held her hands together, spinning on a heel and making her way back to the heart of the room.

Every step she took was punctuated with a tap thanks to the talons she had for toes, so obviously she had a little fun with it. She clicked a tune with her nails as she crossed the chamber, unabashedly spinning in quick little circles as she did. Sure, people were probably watching, but Tilly wasn't the type to care overly much. At worst, they could think she was silly, and she was okay with that. A few dozen taps and a couple of spins later, she came to where she began, the banister at the base of the stairs. Taking a hold of the railing, she lifted herself up and planted herself in the nook where it it both ended and began, in clear view of everyone.

Her hand went back to her hair and found a wayward feather, of which she placed the tip in her mouth and began to chew. She was in no hurry, if someone wanted to get to know her, then she would freely share, but neither would she force herself upon anyone. Not after her first attempt resulted in an escapee and a sourpuss. No, Tilly was nothing if not patient, she'd wait for her prey to come to her.

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