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Roy Ametz

"I r-really don't know why my magic is in Basque... I'm English!"

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a character in “SoulChess: The Blood Of The Night”, as played by Hydrall

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Name - Roy Ametz
Title - The Witch-Speaker
Faction - Plenoran
Role - Pawn
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Race - Human
Gender - Male
Appearance - A slightly nervous looking young man, often dropping off into a daze only to be woken abruptly by nothing at all. Has long brown hair, and identically colored eyes. He's usually dressed in slightly outdated clothing, although he says it was normal back when he was around.
Personality - Nervous, paranoid, and nearly neurotic- Roy is these, yes. But he's also highly devoted to his faction and his calling. In his eyes, if he can save his teammates, he has done well. He's not likely to go out and be a hero, but no matter how much a show of cowardice he might make, he'd be the second to volunteer to jump into Hell, and stick along to the bitter end. To him, loyalty isn't even a question. Right or wrong, he's with Plenoran.

Weapon(s) - A long, iron-cored staff. He doesn't really fight with it, though.
Fighting Style - Roy isn't a soldier at heart, but a doctor. He prefers to support his allies as opposed to getting down and dirty in the thick of things. If necessary, he'll use his abilities to trip up and confuse the enemy, until he can either escape or defeat them.


--Abilities--
  • Role 1: Sense Presence - Can feel the spiritual pressences of the other "pieces".
  • Role 2: Contract Of Royalty - Having the contract will allow you and the king to use each other's power by request. You also have the choice to directly summon the king if not queen by request as well if in need of assistance.
  • Role 3: Revival - Can revive the any characters with crest of Queen and below.
  • 1) Words of Power: "sorgenhitz" Roy possesses the ability to speak simple, one-word spells in Basque. He can't use very many, but he finds that making use of simple words for complex tasks is better. The word "sorgenhitz" does nothing- He just knows that's the word for them as a group.
    -Mending Word - "konpundo" Wounds will knit together, and as long as all the pieces are close enough nearby and in reasonable shape it can heal fairly severe wounds (reattaching limbs and such). However, it cannot revive the dead, and a cauterized wound is completely and permanently unfixable.
    -Warding Word - "itzuli" Creates a rectangular barrier about three meters long and two meters tall, and a few centimeters thick. He can create up to three. They are essentially protective walls, and can be used in a variety of ways- barricade, shield, tripwire... He could theoretically alter the size, shape, and properties of the barrier, but this requires more focus than he usually can muster quickly, and he's not quite sure how to anyways. He's learning, though. With the word "jaregiteko" he can implode the barrier in on itself.
    -Reinforcing Word - "indartzeko" Strengthens whoever hears the word a small amount, strengthening their body against attacks and allowing them to hit a little harder. Can affect several people at once, or can be focused into weapons or items. Only affects physical strength, not magical, and it can't make a gun fire better (because that's chemicals). Wears off after eight minutes.
    -Illusive Word - "okertu" Creates an illusion of what Roy wills to appear- It is two-dimensional and insubstantial, but can be used to distract or surprise opponents, hide things or otherwise confuse. Limited to the size of his body or smaller, and only one can be active at once. Animating it takes much more focus, and usually appears alien and not very convincing. Mostly, he uses this for parlor tricks.

=History=

Roy Ametz is an Englishman born in the year 1898, long dead by most standards. His family lived in London, wealthy from investments in the American railroad, and he grew up naive and unafraid of his gifts. He spent his days in idle study, of both real things and the stuff of myth and legend, as he searched for why a good Brit would have suddenly been born with Spanish magic.

Unfortunately, the robber barons' false wealth couldn't sustain a benefactor forever, and eventually people came along to call on debts. They did so violently and indiscriminately, and soon Roy was not only the only Ametz remain, but also penniless and on the streets. It was there that he would spent the rest of his short life, putting on magic shows with his spells and attempting to keep himself together. In 1914 he joined up with the British Army as a medic, and later died in the trenches of World War I. That hasn't seemed to inconvenience him, though.

Roy, however, recalls little of this, and the rest is a haze of half-forgotten memories. He prefers it that way, though- Better to move on then be caught in his past. Although it would have been nice to know what's up with his magic.

So begins...

Roy Ametz's Story

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Roy Ametz's body had been sitting in the tiny, run-down cafe for almost fifteen minutes now, but his mind was elsewhere. It was busy, quit literally, getting its thoughts in order. The corpse- For corpse it was, with no spark of brainpower to fuel it- sat at a table conveniently out of view, his head bent and eyes staring glassily. A few odd looks had been thrown his way, but all they had seen was a faint haze to the air- A sphere of illusion surrounded him.

Oh god they see me it's turning the gun

Flash. The trenches were filled with the dead and dying, the fetid stench of rot rising into the air. No one had attempted to move the bodies, and the soldiers who remained- A tenth, perhaps, of the unit- were too weak to do so. Roy had done what he could, sealing stomach wounds to stop the stench, but there was only so much possible he could do for the dead. Too weak, he thought. Too weak to keep the illusions going, to heal everyone, to turn the bullets aside... It had worked early on, but he had slowly lost his strength, his will. Probably his mind too. And now the call was coming down the line, a battle-cry of hopeless, insane bravado. "Over the top!"

And Roy Ametz climbed over, a rifle in his hand, and charged with the rest. They were scythed down by machinegun fire and riflemen. He was shot in the leg, and fell into a shell pit- The shrapnel was melted, and charred where it touched. He lay there in the stench, in agony, until a gas shell...


Flash. Earlier now, when he was at home. Days of light and reading, study, not having to worry at the pot of the world bubbled over, before the Americans came back for their money. His first Word- Konpundo, as he sealed the scrapes of his brother's knees. Terror, and visits to physicians, then priests, then the secret mystics who hung on, like rats on a ship, to every country. Magic, old magic.

Flash. The streets, lost and confused. The homeless world under London, which was just as socially complicated and honorable as the real one, which was to say unnecessarily complicated and usually a blackguard. He'd spent his life there, building up what money he could with his illusions at first, then as a sort of hobo doctor, his skills greatly desired by the criminals and fighters of the underground...

And back to his death again. That seemed like it was more in order.

Roy Ametz woke up, blearily blinking his eyes as he took in the cafe. Electric lights. Stone flooring and tables... No, not stone. Something else- Plastic, maybe? The lights were surprising, given how rare the...

Wait a tic, Roy thought. I died! He felt briefly sorry for himself, since dying was a terrible fate to have to suffer, not to mention that feeling sorry for oneself is fairly cathartic. But he couldn't stay there forever, and he slowly lowered the illusion, to get a less shimmery look around.

Fortunately, no one noticed that he'd appeared out of thin air. He nearly choked nevertheless at the utterly bizarre decor of the place, and narrowly avoided knocking over the staff propped against his chair. It was obvious something had happened, and that something did not involve a simple drunken bender. This isn't Heaven or Hell, I'm pretty sure. I think they'd wear less scarves there.

Roy was suddenly struck by an intense desire to leave, his stomach feeling like it was climbing its way up his throat. Unsure why, he quickly left, stepping out into a street that was, again, alien but familiar, and also completely soaked in rain. As he shut the door of the cafe, he noticed a mark on his hand- A symbol he wasn't familiar with, although it looked familiar. It nagged at the back of his mind, but he couldn't place it.

Who gave me a tattoo...? I need to find a safe place, he thought, One where I can think. A manor, perhaps.

So he walked, miserably following the road, something unconscious drawing him onward. Occasionally he caught glances of a distant spire, and that spurred him onwards- But all of the buildings were so tall and many that he hardly knew where he was headed. How do these things touch the sky and not fall? And they look like they're carved from single blocks of stone... Marvelous. Automobiles, at least, he recognized- Even if these were far faster and sleeker than the gas-guzzling monsters he was used to.

No one was dressed alike- The range of fashions were as varied as the faces. No one even spared a glance at Roy's faded clothes... Or looked at him at all. Suspicious, but no doubt they wanted to hurry out of the rain. He certainly agreed- His long hair, uncut after his time in the war, was plastered to his face, his clothes sodden and heavy. His staff kept catching on grates on the ground, or else he jabbed himself in the foot. Bugger.

Something glinted out of the corner of his eye, in the same way an eye-catching piece of jewelry might. At the same time, his hand itched. Roy turned, and he caught a glimpse of someone across the street- Someone with white hair, which was surprising enough. (Katsuya) But, just like him, the moving crowds seemed to phase past her, and something seemed... Familiar, almost. Except he'd never seen such a person before in his life, and he suspected he would have remembered.

He waited for a break in the cars, then darted across the street, trying to worm his way through the crowd to catch up with the woman. "Er- Ex, excuse- Excuse me, miss!" He tried not to shout, afraid of attracting the crowd's attention and making a fool of himself. What was he doing? There was nothing that linked his sudden revival to this woman. He slowed, then stopped, watching her vanish into the crowd. Damn. I'm going mad, perhaps. What am I going to do...?

Nearby was a bench, half-shielded from the rain by an overhang. Roy sat down, whispering "itzuli". A barely-visible barrier, slanted to divert the rain, formed over his head. Alone, wet, and cold, Roy sat to wait the rain out, or for something to happen, or for him to get bored and try finding where his body kept trying to force him to go.

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Katsuya whipped around when she thought someone calling out to her. She didn't see anyone when that actually talking to her, she became puzzled. "What was that?" She asked herself, walking back the way she came. She stopped a few feet from a bench, that ebbing feeling coming back to her. She gripped her stomach shortly before letting it go. This time the feeling didn't go away like last time. She walked forward, stopping in front of a bench, looking at the soaked man(Roy).

"Did you see anyone calling for me?" She asked politely, giving a kind, but fake smile. She took a mental note of his features of long, dark brown hair and looking kind of fearful. "Are you alright is what I should ask first." She asked, sitting down next to him, crossing her legs and being careful not to sit on her hair. The feeling in her stomach now was intense and telling her the the source of why this was happening was close.

'I have to ignore it.' She thought to herself, folding her hands and setting them on her raised knee. She doubted that this man could see the mark on her hand. She was getting quite bored actually, maybe she should ask the man another question, then stop to allow him to answer the three questions. "How is life, human?" She sniffed the air to make sure before she leaned her head back to chuckled softly.

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Roy looked up, blinking rain out of his eyes. "Eh?" Oh, damnation, she did[/i] hear me.[/i] The woman sat down beside him, and he stealthily extended the barrier so that it kept the rainwater off of her as well- Though it had been years since he'd had the wealth of one, he had kept at least the manners of a gentleman. Hopefully, she wouldn't noti-

He blinked, as his eyes passed over her, surprised- And not just by the scandalously cut clothing. Another black mark, not identical but similar to his, was on her hand. Maybe everyone has one. He still couldn't quite recall where he'd seen them before, but this one... It looked kind of like a horse.

Realizing he was staring, he jerked his head away, looking up at the sky and fighting back an embarrassed heat. "I, uh... Yes, I'm fine." He didn't take notice of the 'human', instead trying to figure out how to explain why he'd called out to her. "Calling out to you? Er..." Well, the truth might work best. "I'm afraid that would be me. I thought... Er, you seemed familiar. I believed you were someone I knew." Idly, he raised a hand to push his sodden hair out of his eyes, briefly displaying the mark on his hand. Should I ask about it? Or perhaps why she's out in this rain? Few would go out without an umbrella in this weather. The itching of his palms had intensified to an almost painful degree. "My apologies." He paused, then smiled ruefully. "And life? Life is currently very, very wet."

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Katsuya looked over at Roy, catching a glimpse of the mark on his hand. "Anyways, do you know of a game called chess? I never learned about it." She said, noticing the rain was no longer falling on her. His mark looked like a... well she didn't quite know the word, but it had lots of pieces in chess.

"Something told me that I am a chess piece." She finished the statement by standing up and flipping her hair. "I have to get to the castle over there." Her fingers where spread out, but her hand was pointed the the black castle in the east, randomly getting illuminated by the bolts of lightning. "Were you heading that way?" She asked, looking at him seriously. She needed to know if she was okay or not or if she might have to kill him.

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Aha! Worked perfectly. She'd taken the bait and- Wait what. Chess? He knew chess. Roy looked down at his hand, realizing in an instant that it was the silhouette of a pawn. Well, if I had any self-esteem and -respect left, that would have killed it... He looked up, listening to her. His eyes widened. "You too?" he said, standing up and speaking before his brain could stop him. "Er, that is..."

He trailed off, thinking. "Well, um... Look, let's just be blunt here." He raised the hand that had the pawn on it. "You've got a mark like this. Sort of. I can see it. And I was also h-headed for that castle, although until you said that I didn't really realize it." He hesitated. "Those marks are... They're chess pieces, yes. I guess that means you're a knight, and I'm a pawn. Whatever that means; I haven't a clue." He hesitated again, wondering if he might have misjudged the whole thing. He glanced away, nervously. "Look, do you remember... Dying? Because I did. I know I did. But I woke up here." He shook his head. "No, never mind, that would be personal. I didn't mean to be rude. My apologies, miss...?"

... You idiot. Introduce yourself! "Oh, r-right, let me introduce myself. I am Roy Ametz, former high-class elite, slightly less former street doctor, and currently, I suppose, a soldier." He executed a bow.

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Katsuya looked at Roy, her pupils narrowing. "I've never died. I'm the Princess of Kanavan." She huffed slightly before he introduced himself. She thought a bit before she introduced herself. "I'm Katsuya Hirano." She said, returning the bow. "It's nice to meet you Roy." She straightened out her posture and turning to face the castle. "I think that is where we are supposed to go." She ran faster than her walk and eventually made it there with in minutes. Obviously she was out of breath and had to wait for her breathing to slow down and her heart to slow it's beating.

"I shouldn't have ran so fast." She was hunched over, hand on her knees and barely inside the grounds. The structure had been way different than what she was used to in a castle, but hey every castle was different. "I suppose I should wait. A human probably can't run that fast." She chuckled, stretching her body by moving her hands to her lower back and leaning backwards.

(On the Plenoran Castle grounds)

((Sorry for the EXTREMELY late post.))

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Roy's eyes widened. "Princess?" She's royalty? Alone, and dressed like that? But he had no reason to suspect she was lying, or that she was telling the truth, and so it changed little. He turned to look towards the castle. "Yes, that's the place. Care to travel with... Um..." He was suddenly aware that she'd vanished, run off so quickly he couldn't even see her already, and leaving him along under his barrier umbrella.

... Well, fine, if you want to get soaked, he thought, annoyed at her and himself.

Roy headed for the castle, manifesting and removing barriers overhead to keep himself from getting soaked further. Fortunately, the streets had mostly cleared, so no one was around to hear him mutter to himself like a madman. As he continued through the streets, he noted a few things further. Empty stands declaring newspapers for sale, boxes that lit up with the occasional burst of sound and light, but mostly just flickered... Some of the buildings didn't seem especially real either. It was starting to unnerve him. That, combined with the complete ignorance of him by the populace, made him wonder if perhaps he'd become a ghost.

But no. That was stupid. Ghosts weren't real, any more than... Than...

Any more than magic is, right? said a treacherous part of his brain. He sullenly told it to shut up or he'd turn the barriers off.

Either way, he was certain he wasn't a ghost. But that didn't explain what he actually was though. Presumably, the same thing as that girl- She didn't die, which ruled out ghosts. Unless she didn't know she died. Shut up, brain.

Soon, although not so soon that he hadn't nearly exhausted himself with his 'umbrella', he found himself walking down a dark forest path instead of a rainy street. The transition had been sudden, just as the disappearance of any life besides his own had. Before, he'd simply been alone metaphysically, an ignored outsider. Now the only people here were himself and... And...

Outside of a massive gate of black marble, he could see Katsuya and another talking. He felt the same sort of odd remembrance for the other man, an inexplicable comradeship that almost completely vanished when Roy saw him kiss her hand. That cheeky bastard! Smooth, though.

He waved a hand in their direction and whispered "itzuli." A barrier appeared over the heads of the two, hopefully keeping the rain off them. They might notice it as branches overhead were pushed aside and the rain began to slide off to fall off the path. "Hallo!" he called, hurrying up and getting rained on again as he outran his barriers. When he reached the safety of this one, he smiled. "Hello again, miss Hirano. And good evening, sir...?"

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Calliope had exchanged her her dirty dress for a black skirt and tank top which were connected to eachother with a hauberk. Unlike she had expected it was quite comfortable and somehow even complimented her figure. The high heels she had been wearing were switched with black boots. The only things she was still wearing were a bracelet and her beloved ribbon. "Now let's try to find some other "Chess pieces",shall we?"

She had been only walking for a minute of two when she saw the gates of a black castle. There were three other persons. One female and two males. The Female quite the beauty,the males weren't bad-looking either. She walked up closer wondering if she would interupt the dicussion they seemed to have. "Well even if don't bother them I'll will be disturbing them anyway since the place I'm trying to go to is the castle and they are standing right in front of the gates." When she had finally closed up the gap between them she had decided to just listen to their discussion for now. She sat down only a meter away from where they were standing watching them like they were the lead actors in an interesting play.

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The woman took her hand away from his lips. He found that quite rude for her to treat him in such away when he had been nothing but a gentleman. She then told him her name. "You have two names? You must be a Roman or some easterner. Ive always found it a little too...........extravagant to have more than one name. Then again, your beauty is extravagant so, it fits." He said with a suave smile, his teeth seemed to gleam, even though there was very little light. "What do you mean, supposed to be? Are you a knight or aren't you? If you are, I'd say your a knight of Aphrodite. For only a woman of ethereal quality could have eyes like yours." He said, ever inching closer to her. He slowly walked around to where she had just recently faced. Her next comment was one of the rudest things he had ever heard. He stopped in front of her and looked her up and down. He then sniffed the air around her. "Yep, you must be royalty. Only a royal can think so highly of themselves as to believe any other person they come in contact with is beneath them. For your information, sweetheart, I ain't no human. I'm the son of a god. That isn't a figure of speech, I'm Autolycus! Son of Hermes, God of speed, sportsmanship, travel and thieves. So no matter how blue your blood is, you can't outrank a Demigod." He turned away from her and walked a few feet away from her with his hands on his hips. "Then again." He turned back to her. "I'm sounding exactly like you now. I guess we both need to work on that. I'm not going to though. I pride myself by having the biggest ego in the known world. How could I not when your as skilled as I am. After all, I am....." He did a quadruple back flip from where he was standing all the way to the gate of the castle and landed on one of the small spikes sticking out of the black gate. Both feet seemed to be balancing perfectly on the single spike. His scarf blew in the wind and he looked directly at her. "....The King of Thieves." He then jumped off the fence and glided all the way to her.

When he landed next to her, he turned to her. "As to what I'm doing here......well that's none of your business, little girl." He then suddenly appeared incredibly close to her, holding her hands. "Unless.....you'd like it to be your business" He said with a grin, eyebrows dancing up and down. He was about to continue when an awkward looking man(Roy) waved at them and greeted them. He immediately backed off, not knowing what could happen. He also noticed that no rain was hitting him any more, but it was still raining. He found it very odd. He greeted the lady as if he was her servant. He seemed very nice though. He turned to him. He smiled and grabbed his forearm in a warm grip. "Name's Autolycus, King of Thieves. Well met. You a friend of...uh.......which name do you use as your casual name. I can never figure it out." He said, scratching his chin. "Ah well, it doesn't matter. Since we all seem to have some sort of mark, I believe we are all here for the same purpose. I am a Bishop. Katsuya, you said your a knight. That means.......whatsyourame over here is a...." He turned the mans arm and looked at the mark. "A pawn. I have no idea what any of that means, except that were comrades. Fighting for the glory of.....Black, I believe." he said, still thinking about it.

He was going to say more, when he saw a redheaded woman(Calliope) standing a bit away from them, watching them. He immediately went to her. "Well, fortune spreads her legs for me this day. An other beauty has come into my.......wait a minute." Autolycus slowly made his way toward her, looking very intently at her face. "I know your face........" He examined her even closer, his eyes then lit up. "Calliope! Apollo's girl! It's been awhile. Last time I saw you, you were pining after that one mortal. What was his name? Adndrocles? Ajax? Atraxis? Anyways, I hope there's no hard feelings about Pyrois. It was only one of your dads horses....and he got them back." he said in a friendly manner. He then stopped and looked at her. "Calliope....what are you doing here? And.....what are you wearing?"

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Calliope showed him a bright smile.
"Long time no see,Dear. And didn't you know? My mortal was called Andreas and well,I kind of made him immortal but then dumped him by making a deal with Hades. He cheated on me and you know that I hate it when people betray me. Maybe I'm a little too hard with that but I cant' change my personality even if i would want to. But I guess I don't need to explain to you. You know how easily I'm prickled on that area. What I'm more suprised about is that you didn't know. Since it's the talk of the century between the gods I figured you would know but...seems not. And of course I habor no hard feelings about Pyrois,It's my dad's horse,not mine. So,in a way it had nohing to do with me. And if you ask me he should have cared more for the thing. Then now moving on to the clothing,Next time ask one thing at a time okay? Now I have the feeling that I just keep rambling on and on....." She stopped for a moment to sigh and took a deep breath which she didn't need to take."To be honest with you I'm not a fan of the clothing either,you know I like my clothing to be more ....daring. But the gown I was wearing became dirty and an old man was willing to trade with these clothes ..... "

Deliberately she let a blush came on her face before continuing her talk. She really loved how she was able to completely control her face. It was ony of those skills which came naturally with being a muse. You had to be a perfect artist on every area,acting included. She took a deep breath opened her mounth but then immediatly closed it again. She did the same progress several times to make it seem like she hesitated to tell him. "....Ah.....,it's kind of embrassing but the reason I am here is...Well after my problems with my mortal,I realized just how much of a gentlemen you were and I know that this is going to sound cheesy but I can't put it in anyother way." For a moment she was quit to give the words she was going to say next more impact. She really loved acting."I..I...I am afraid that I have fallen for your overflowing charms and while searching for you to confess my love I ended up here.....Hahaha,Don't worry that was just a joke. Even though I would love to have a romance with you that isn't the reason why I'm here." She showed the crest on the palm on her hand,the crest of a queen. "I have also been chosen,Who are your friends ?" she said with a look at them "Mortals? My name is Calliope by the way." Those words had been directed at the other two who were with Autolycus

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Roy looked between the two, the newcomer and the cloaked man, confused. Their names were very familiar to one educated in the classical style, but... "Er, excuse me," he asked, certain he'd heard wrong. "Did you just say Autolycus? King of thieves, stole entire herds of animals, taught Herakles how to throw down?" He forced his tone to be light. "And... Calliope? Homer's Muse? Surely, this is some kind of a jest?" He looked between them, as they talked of things that were surely just mythical. Or, so he would have thought. "Aha, you're... You're not joking. Aha." Well, there goes all reason and sanity. Myths and legends walk among us. Of course, Roy himself was dead, so he supposed he shouldn't be too surprised.

He cleared his throat, aware that his face was probably reddening. That's right, Roy, make a fool of yourself in front of two young ladies... Such a gentleman you are. I just need some time to figure this new situation out, that's all. "Ah, my apologies... I am Roy Ametz, of London. Er, I suppose you'd never have heard of it, considering your time period..." He racked his brain. The Romans had conquered Britain, but had the Greeks even known of it? Years on the streets had reduced his knowledge, but he was pretty sure the answer was 'no'.

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Calliope looked at the one who had introduced himself as Roy Ametz. "Yes,I'm Homer's Muse,But Sweetheart of course I know where Brittain lays, how would I otherwise have been able to inspire Shakespeare and go annoy him everyday. Well I annoyed him in the beginning but in the end he treated me like his sister and he offered me a romance.....I should have made him immortal instead of Andreas,At least he was a gentlemen,had talent and actually loved me. That's not something you can say about Andreas."

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'Greek legends?' She thought, sitting down in mid-air and thinking to herself before she asked out loud, "What are these... Greeks you speak of? Are they a type of dessert?" She crossed her legs and looked at each one of them before going back to think about what Autolycus said.

'A Demigod? What the hell was a Demigod?' Katsuya sighed, giving up the matter. Humans were confusing to her, but Elfish might be confusing to the humans, so all was fair. She pushed the air around her to turn to face the girl with red hair and odd clothing(Calliope) and Autolycus. "To let you know, Katsuya is my first name," she said blankly before continuing. "Also, I'm don't know of 'Westerners' or any of the like." She switched to laying on her stomach, again still floating in the air. "I am the proud Elven Princess of Kanavan." She giggled, finally noticing the rain was no longer falling on her again.

Then what everyone was calling the girl finally made through her thick skull. "What is a 'Homer's Muse?'" Katsuya asked impatiently, hating being left out. Again, humans were getting on her nerves, along with the... Demigod and Muse. She sat there silently, her blue eyes illuminating in a bolt of lightning that flashed suddenly. The weather seemed to be calming down, but ferocious still, dragging it out.

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Roy shook himself out of his shock. She taught the Bard himself! This more than makes up for my death. Imagine what I could learn from this woman- What the world could...! He shook himself out of that, too. No, no, slow down, Roy. You're dead. No doubt this isn't the same world you're used to. He recalled some degree of his instruction under the venerable Mario Apicello, the one who'd taught him how to use his magic; Something about how there were many worlds, of which his had been just one. While he had dismissed it as preposterous then, who knew, now? But no, more likely this was some different time or place than he had lived in. They might as well have been the same thing. His education, frivolous and obsessed with tradition as it was, would no doubt be next to useless here. It was his street skills that would protect him. Nevertheless, curiosity prompted him to speak. "I'm impressed by that- Tell me, does that mean that the 'Dark Lady' from his sonnets might be-?" He was interrupted, however, by Katsuya.

"What are these... Greeks you speak of? Are they a type of dessert? What is a 'Homer's Muse?'"

Roy turned, surprised. She looked foreign, though. I shouldn't be surprised to learn she is. "The Greeks are... A people, I suppose. In Europe, and obviously in Greece. Once upon a time they controlled much of the known world." He wrinkled his nose. "Mind, the 'known world' generally consisted of a few hundred miles of coasts, back then. And Homer was an author of epic poems, apparently inspired by this lady, the Muse Calliope." He hesitated. "You speak English, though. Where are you from, if you've never heard of the Greeks despite that? They're fairly well known."

He thought he heard, faintly, the sound of crashing movement, but felt certain he was wrong. After all, nobody else was near, right?

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Calliope listened to Roy, fairly amused. He talked like controlling those miles of coast was nothing.
She was getting more and more curious about this boy. Something about him was different then normal humans.
Then again,she stongly doubted that if you were a normal person you would be chosen for this game. 'Well,Roy,Autolycus and .....' Before she could even finish her sentence she flinched suprised by a sudden noise......Calliope looked around her at the people who were standing with her. Roy seemed to have noticed it to. 'Was I the only one who heard that or what? And if I wasn't I suggest we go investigate what it was. 'So,let's go inside,Shall we?'

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Roy's eyes widened. One person hearing things was a coincidence, but two meant there was a wolf behind you. Er, so to speak. "Yeah. There must be somebody else in the castle." He turned towards the castle, where the gates stood open and inviting.

Here we go, storming our own castle. Great start, guys. "I dunno about you all, but getting out of the rain sounds great too." He grinned. "Besides. This place is ours, I think. We probably should check it out, no?"

He hurried inside, coming into a large entrance chamber. (Sorry, GM, but I want to move this along.) A large open space with chairs along the walls and, at the back, a large, doubled staircase to the next floor. Doors were located along all walls, to who knows where- None had any markings to discern their purpose. Black was, of course, the dominant color, but it was by no means the only one. The warm browns, reds, and whites of oak and mahogany decorated the stairs and banisters, while golden tapestries depicting...

Roy found his eyes dancing over the embroidery, unable to focus on it. Whatever it showed, he could not for the life of him see it. Perhaps that was a good thing.

"Hello?" he called out, unusually brave for once. "Is anyone there?" The sound of movement was still audible from nearby...

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Katsuya hesitated a moment before following Roy into the castle, though she was distracted by so many things. "Hm." She grunted, resting her head in her hand. "I do wonder about these things sometimes." She proceeded, laughing to herself as she went through the giant doors. "Roy?" She asked around, losing him, occasionally seeing outlines of things as her eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness. It was one one of the things she hated more than her fear of drowning, or dying.

The darkness seemed to close in on her, practically suffocating her in it's grasp. "N-No." She charged forward, smacking her head into a pillar. Her forehead had a bump on it and she feel backwards on top of that. "It hurts!" She cried out like a small child who had just scraped their knee. "ROY!" She screamed this time, wanting someone to be there to comfort her and tell her it would all be alright.

After a few moments of silence, she pulled her knees to her chest and started crying. "I want to go home. Back to Kanavan." She hiccuped in between a few words, but she knew that wasn't going to happen. It pained her to think that she would never she her family again. None of the friendly neighbors. None of the Palace Personnel. "My heart truly hearts." She sobbed a bit more, letting her face face on her knees. "I don't know anyone here! I probably won't make any friends!" She screamed angrily, her legs making it quiet so it wouldn't echo. Her body could be seen shaking up and down, and she continued to wail quietly.

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He heard voices. This wasn't good it must be the owners of this castle. Adrian's mind racing he was running out of options. Who was he kidding, he was no criminal and he wasn't going to act like one. He may as well come clean.
Adrian moved towards the first voice he heard that called,

"Hello?" he called out, unusually brave for once. "Is anyone there?" The sound of movement was still audible from nearby...


Adrian moved towards the voice and he could see the silhouette of a person. Slowly Adrian crept from the shadows with both his hands raised in the air in a "don't shoot" pose. As he moved into the light of a nearby torch he lit some time ago. "Please I am sorry for intruding into your home...I will come quietly." Adrian spoke towards Roy as he surrendered himself. "There is no need for you too shoot me or anything, I am unarmed." Adrian spoke as he kept his distance from Roy as to not startle him. Adrian then heard crying, that made him felt bad. Perhaps it is another resident maybe worried that I stole something. He felt nothing but guilt but he he oh he was being stupid. Entering another home like this. "Stupid, stupid." Adrian spoke softly to himself.

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Roy frowned. The man gave off that same aura of 'instant trust', but at the same time so did the rest of the castle. He had no way of knowing whose side this man was on. "It's not our home, not exactly. And, you know what a gun-?"

Roy twisted around at Katsuya's cry, shocked. "Miss Hirano?!" he gasped, seeing her curled up on the floor. He hesitated, then rushed over, dropping to his knees beside her. "What happened?" he asked, softly, as if treating a patient. A nervous breakdown? But why? Maybe... No, no time for speculation.

He couldn't fix her mind, if that was indeed the source of this, with what he could do, no, but he could at least stop the pain from the bruise. "Konpundo," he whispered, and tapped her forehead. Katsuya would feel an odd warmth spread from the contact, as any bruises or cuts on her body would start to mend. The magic drained him a little, and he felt itchy, but ignored it. Can't afford to lose a teammate. Especially if there's a 'white' to this board...

Roy then looked up, staring at Adrian. He didn't move from Katsuya's side, but he raised a hand protectively. "Who are you? D-did you do this to her?" He tried to keep the fear out of his voice, but it showed through a little.

Something nagged at the back of his brain. White makes first move. "You have a mark, don't you? Show it!"

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Adrian surprised was bit startled by Roy's remarks. "No I swear I didn't do anything to her!" "I-I didn't even steal anything from this castle!" Adrian said trying to plead for his innocence. The only thing he was guilty of was trespassing. Adrian then heard Roy make and odd request.

"You have a mark, don't you? Show it!"

Adrian again was surprised by the request and wasn't sure what he meant. Maybe he was talking about his tattoos. "What do you mean my tattoos?" Adrian asked tried to quickly answer the man's questions. "Uh I have this dragon tattoo on my right cheek that shows it's head and it moves down to my back shoulder." Adrian explained as he turned his face to his right cheek in the light to show the dragon's head. "And well I do have this other one but I don't remember when I got it." He turned his face to the other side to reveal another black tattoo. There was the crest of a Rook present on his left cheek. "That is all of the tattoos I have, I swear!" Adrian spoke still pleading. Adrian worried about what might happen next. This woman crying might be his girlfriend or worse his wife. He knows how protective one can be over the one they love. So much so that they would go to extreme lengths to protect them. "Please I didn't do anything." "I was just trying to escape the rain...please just don't shoot me." "I will submit myself to the authorities even!" Adrian spoke tying to make himself sound convincing but at this moment it is all up to Roy on how he decides his fate.