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Arcane Avenue

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a part of The Multiverse, by Remæus.

The main street of Questrios City, complete with bright lights, overpriced shops, and a magic in the air that is more often literal than figurative.

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Setting

As the central hub for most things in Questrios City, it has it all. A ton of hotels and condos. Many gorgeous and delicious places to eat. Tons of shops to get some cool clothes and magical equipment from. And to top it all off, all kinds of entertainment set up all over the street, from corner to corner.

At the end of the street stands a giant marble pedestal where the king often gives speeches while in the town.
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Arcane Avenue

The main street of Questrios City, complete with bright lights, overpriced shops, and a magic in the air that is more often literal than figurative.

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Arcane Avenue is a part of Questrios City.


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Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus

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In most cities, the sudden appearance of two boys appearing out of thin air and on a busy street corner would be pretty cool to witness. In Questrios City, however, this was a common occurrence.

"See?" Altian Acropaleus grinned as they popped into existence, "We'll be right on time!"

Azma was quite the hop, skip, and jump to Questrios City, considering they were on complete opposite sides of the continent. So when they spotted the flyer about the Grand Magi Games tacked onto the local news board in the diner they stopped at for lunch, they were worried they would miss the games entirely. Luckily for them, they had a map of the Rosetta Continent, a book detailing everything one needed to know about the illustrious city, and a picture to visualize one of the most prestigious places in all of Origin: Arcane Avenue.

Oh, it also helped that Altian was a know-it-all and Emerin was a gifted magic user.

Altian's smile grew as wide as his eyes as he took in the scene around him. There were people everywhere. Altian was not used to seeing this sea of life walking around them, as Azmas was a much smaller, much quieter town. Nor was he used to the bright and colorful lights that distracted every street-goer. It was like every billboard had to fight for it's attention and, as a result, made a neon wonderland.

"Emry-Shu," Altian turned around to face his friend, "This place is enormous!"

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Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Allo Aurios

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"Amazing...simply amazing!"

Those were the first words to leave Emry's mouth as they arrived. The lights, the sounds, the pulsating waves of mana from all over, they were all entrancing to him!

"Alt-shu! This place is amazing! Look, over there is a man juggling fireballs, waterballs, lightningballs, and earthballs! And over there, what is that smell?! It smells delicious! Oh, oh, and over there! Those two people are seriously duking it out with magic right now!"

Emerin was completely enthralled by everything, as he knew nothing about it. Because of that, he looked at Altian with expectant eyes, knowing his friend probably knew everything.

"Well, is that normal here? Is food always this great smelling?! Do you know what type of magic those two are using?!"

And then, what had to be the single loudest, high pitched whistle was blown less then five feet away from them, as a boy who appeared around their age ran past with a whistle around his neck, and a pin that indicated he was with the Event Committee.

"Hold it you two! Stop! Stop this right now! If you continue here, it will cause way too much chaos and destruction and endanger people! If you want to keep fighting, go find a Magi Arena, or an isolated space, and duel it out ther...OW!"

Unfortunately, the boy, who was actually the Oracle of Destruction Allo Aurios, ended up tripping on his own leg and fell face first into the sidewalk. Some people looked in concern, as the boy began to stand up...and was clearly trying to hold in his tears.

"You two...better stop fighting here!"

With that sort of scene, it seemed to totally break the mood the two had been in before, and they complied and walked off. Plus, he did have the authority of the Event Committee after all.

"Oh! Oh! He did a really great job! Also...is he okay? Heey! Are you okay?!"

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Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Allo Aurios

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Before Altian had the chance to even answer those questions, the whistle broke through his thoughts and turned his attention towards the duel partaking nearby and the other boy trying to stop it. He winced as he watched the boy trip on his feet and land smack on his face. When he got up, they could clearly see the red mark on his face from where impact was made. They could also see the quivering in his eyes as he continued to tell them off, a very slight tremble in his voice. Altian knew the boy wanted to cry, but despite that, he put on a brave face and continued to do his job.

He was startled when Emerin called out to the boy, but relaxed when he noticed it was just Emerin. He knew very well how outgoing his best friend was, especially to total strangers. But still, his voice rang clear and distinguished above the hustle and bustle of this street. Regardless, that was alright. He wanted to help the boy anyway. Just from the vibe the surrounding crowd was giving told him all he needed to know about the virtually thankless line of work he was in.

And sometimes, praise was all that needed to be given.

Altian ran over to the boy, who was picking himself up, "You alright? I think I know a spell or six that'll probably take away the sting." He rubbed his hands together, a small green energy forming from them, and then moved his hand in front of the boy's face. The green energy lightly brushed against the boy's face, maybe even tickled. But when the wipe was complete, the mark was gone, as well as any signs of an injury.

"The pain will disappear in a moment," he added with a smile, "Gotta let the nerves settle a bit. Perfect for minor cuts, scrapes, and bruises."

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Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Allo Aurios

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"Ah, thanks" Allo said as the soothing feeling of healing magic came over hi....and then he started laughing because it was ticklish.

No, wasn't this too big of a reaction though? Was it possible he was weak to tickling? Emerin certainly thought so, and so he decided to test it out by tickling Allo and Altian at the same time to see the result. He definently wasnt doing this with a mischievous grin on his face.....yeah, he totally was.

"Ha...hahaha! Pl...please stop it!"

"Tada! I helped! I got everyone to laugh!"

Maybe there should be some skepticism there, but otherwise....he was technically right?

"By the way, was it really dangerous for those two to fight? It didn't seem too bad..."

Indeed, the fight that Allo had stopped had not started to get to a level that seemed dangerous...yet...

Of course, Allo, with the power of his Oracle of Destruction, foresaw large amounts of damage from letting them continue. His power, which for the record was an Oracle power, could not actually create destruction unlike popular belief, but he could foresee potential destruction. And he saw those two causing an entire building to collapse in on itself. Sure, one building in a whole city might not mean much usually, but with all the festivities and people walking around, a lot of pedestrians could get caught up in it. So Allo foresaw it, and prevented it.

His entire purpose of being a member of the comittee was to foresee these potential disasters, and stop them from happening. But, he was not sure if he should just outright say that. The less people who knew about his power, the better after all.

"Ahh...uh...yes! Trust me! If those tow had continued, their magics could have combined and gone all...kaboom! So it was safer to have them seperate now! Trust me, I know what I am doing!"

Trying to put up a tough face, as untough as it looked, Allo said those words.

"So...uh....are you here to watch the event, or compete?"

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Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Allo Aurios

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"Huh," Altian's brow flared up as Allo started laughing, "I know it tickles, but not to thAAAAHHHAHAHAHA!"

He knew immediately what was happening and who was the mastermind behind it all. He turned around to look at Emerin with pleading eyes while trying to stifle his giggles.

"Pl-Please staaaahahahaaaap!" he managed to say through laughs. To his relief, the tickling feeling stopped spreading across his body and he was allowed to breath. He took deep breaths, regaining the air that he had lost during his belly laugh. I'm glad he stopped there, he thought with a smile as he playfully smacked him on the arm. He usually goes longer...

"Thank you, Emry-shu," he said, "For that lovely contribution." Part of his words were in jest, part of them were genuine. But there was enough friendship between the two to imply that there were no hard feelings, of course. This was a daily occurrence for Altian, anyway.

He turned to face Allo when he asked the question, "Uhh...I'm not sure. Emry-Shu, were you going to compete? Or was I? Or were we both? Ooo! Is there a team's tournament?" his gaze whipped between Emerin and Allo, "I didn't see one on the flyer, but if there is, then definitely we are. Otherwise, we'll probably just watch."

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Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Allo Aurios

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"Obviously we both will compete! And we will both win! And you are welcome!"

Emerin said something like that in response, with a stupid grin on his face. Meanwhile, power was practically overflowing from him due to his excitement.

"...but, I think there is only supposed to be one winner..."

"We will still both win!"

"But thats..."

"We will still both win!"

"...what if you end up facing each other?"

"We will definitely still both win!"

"Ehhhh?"

Allo then looked towards Altian.

"Is he always this...unreasonable?"

Of course, that question might be hard ot answer since Emerin had a habit of pulling through. He had his fair share of losses, sure, but somehow he managed to get this far.

As for the answer....well, Emerin and Altian sparred against each other using magic, so maybe Emerin was saying that because they tended to tie? Perhaps that was the reason?

All Allo knew was that this event seemed like it would be getting very interesting.

"I suppose you will want to know where the Mage's Guild is then? I can lead you there!"

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Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Allo Aurios

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"He's got a ton of optimism," Altian flashed his own smile, "And a lot of willpower. I think if there's any chance of a tournament giving way to exceptions, it's when he and I compete."

He gave Emerin an encouraging grin of his own as he flashed him a thumbs up. At this stage, he had no idea what it would like if he went full beans on his friend. And the reciprocal applied. The truth was, when they sparred, there were a lot of fun moments, a lot of slack each gave the other. But Altian never dove into full tactical mode and pulled all the stops on his friend. And he felt that Emerin never really unleashed all his power back onto him. They didn't really compete against one another. They had fun.

But what if they did compete at the same time? And what if they did end up fighting one another? Who would win when all the tricks were pulled out of the bag and all the power was unleashed? Those questions came to Altian's head so suddenly, it gave him a head rush. But he knew the answer easily. He knew so much, so many different types of magic, how to tap into them all, and how to utilize each magical ability to it's fullest extent. But at the end of the day, he only had so much energy to spare, so much magic he could output before he couldn't anymore.

Whereas Emerin's powers seemed limitless...infinite, even.

He still believed the source of his powers at least tapped into the dragon tattoo on his back. It was one of Emerin's secrets that he wouldn't dare tell anyone else about. It was also one of the few things he couldn't understand, one of the few questions he didn't have the answer to. What was that tattoo about? Why did it exist? What gave it the magical properties it likely carried? More questions that left him dazed. But it was on his bucket list...to figure out every single magical thing that could exist ever. And there was as much unexplored magic in the world as there was energy within Emerin's body.

And wohohohoooo that was a lot.

But when there were questions he couldn't answer, there were questions he could. And the boy with the tail had just asked one.

"I think that would be cool," Altian nodded before turning to Emry-Shu, "What do you think? Ya wanna head to the Mages Guild?"

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Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Kathryn Connors

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Inside the van, as they moved through the traffic of Arcane Avenue, Kathryn was in the back getting dressed, and making sure her black dress fit, and accented her body the way she wanted. She slid her weapon into her purse, a designer affair from a prominent Aschen designer. The dress, and heels were designer as well.

Slowly, the van began to come to a stop in front of New Directions, the driver opening the door for Demor, and Kathryn.

"It's showtime." The IIA Operative said.