[System]
Race: Human (Inuit) / Empowered Human

Sex: Female

Age: 35 (72)

Height: 7'8" (13'9")

Weight: 502 lbs (4,520 lbs)

Personal Description: Pikatok is the strong silent type. Though, only to the barest degree of silent. Pikatok prefers to not speak until she is spoken to, then she will chew off your ear. Pikatok never really had a childhood, so while she's not doing her lifelong duty to protect the gates of life and death, she entertains herself with silly and childish behavior. Though, she would never admit to it, even if she got caught.

While she is a bit childish, she does know the difference between the calm and the storm. Her mind can switch from innocent and childish to a ferocious warrior woman. Pikatok has a few bad habbits, such as overhunting and overeating. She's pretty self conscious about her size and weight, despite her body index being mostly muscle.

Physical Description: Pikatok is a remarkably large woman, towering over men and women alike. Her face is soft, but stern. She carries a look of one who has great purpose in life, her face has slight wrinkles from the stresses of her day to day life. Her body is hardened by battle and mystical energies. She constantly eminates an aura of light green energy, it leaks from her very slowly and it is hard to see against a green background. Fortunately, she is rarely seen outisde of the frozen north. Her skin is dark, about as dark as every other Inuit person. The skin that can be seen on her is rough and worn, as one would expect the skin of a warrior and worker to be.

Pikatok dresses in hide and fur, covering her entire body from head to toe, except for her face and hands. Her clothing consists of a long cloak with a hood that drapes over her forehead, her hair hangs out from the hood down to her chest. The cloak conceals a fur vest and pants. She has boots that are tightly tied to her legs, and her pants are tucked into them to seal out the cold. The outfit lacks gloves, she likes to work with her hands exposed.

Pikatok's hair is braided and a deep brown shade, strands of red hair can be seen as well. Her eyes are a sharp green in color, they are very bright in color. Veins can be seen in her eyes, one of them in her left eye has burst and has turned into a brown spot permanently in her eye.

Pikatok's most surprising feature, however, is her remarkable bulk. (Even before the transformation.) She stands at over seven feet tall, and with a shoulder span wider than even the shoulders of a bodybuilder.

Skills, Powers, and Abilities:
Ancient Shaman's Might: Pikatok's tribe is among one of the oldest bloodlines in the world, and her clan's Shamans are connected to the spirits of beasts that once were as well as beasts that still are. They can call upon the powers of beasts that have passed to empower themselves, a power leftover from when they were the gatekeepers of our world and the next. The doors of the afterlife are long since shut, but Pikatok can still access the powers of her forefathers and foremothers.

* Strength of the Mammoth: The greatest land mammal to ever live, the mammoth could topple great trees with ease. A great beast that has long since left the Earth, but its strength still lingers in Pikatok. She can champion the Strength of the Mammoth and hoist over 12 tons of weight, throwing twelve paces in front of herself. Pikatok has used this power to participate in Caber and Keg tossing competitions.
* Speed of the Cheetah: The fastest land animal to ever live, the cheetah can run up to highway speeds for short bursts. Allowing it to rushdown its prey and feed its young. Pikatok may call on the speed of the cheetah, allowing her to run up to 75 mph in short bursts. More than once she has hunted with this power, allowing her to bring food to her entire tribe.
* Eyes of the Eagle: The Eagle's eyes can see a rat hiding in the brush from leagues away, Pikatok can tap into the sight of the eagle to see farther and sharper than any normal human. She can pick out a figure from a mile away, and count how many finger's he's holding up.
* Nose of the Bear: The Bear's nose is stronger than ours, sniffing out the smallest scrap of meat from a mile away. Pikatok can sniff out cowards hiding in the shadow, she uses this to hunt for seals and fish beneath the surface of the water.
* Ears of the Rabbit: Like the eyes of the eagle and the nose of the bear, the ears of the rabbit are much better than our own. Really not too much to say here.
* Reflexes of the Panther: The Panther's instincts are like a rubberband, reacting to stimuli faster than the human mind can process. Pikatok gains the reaction speed of a panther, amplifying her reflexes to 5x that of normal humans.
* Lungs of the Whale: The whale can dive deeper than any other beast, and Pikatok can hold her breath as long as a sperm whale.
* Hide of the Glyptodon: The Glyptodon, the ancestor of the Armodillo. A tougher hide than any animal today. Bone and leathery skin to protect their soft insides. Pikatok's flesh can take on a hard texture, allowing her to withstand far more than any human could ever survive. (Her skin becomes as hard as leather covered in bone.)
* Jaws of the Tyrant Lizard: A fighting stance unique to the Shamans of Pikatok's tribe, the Tyrant Lizard of course being the Tyrannosaurus Rex. It is a purely offensive stance, relying on lunging grapples and swift legwork. It offers a balance of offensive and defensive options. Both arms are partially extended outwards, both leading and guarding with the left hand.

Backstory:
Pikatok is the guardian of the gates between the realm of the living and the spirit realm. Fukkit, backstory ain't too necessary. To summarize, she guards the gates. Making sure nothing enters or exits without permission.

[User]
The day begins, Pikatok is the first to wake in her hut. The mountain of a man lay beside her, her husband. She lay a kiss on his cheek before leaving the bed, stepping from her bed and stretching her extremities until they popped. Wordlessly she dressed herself in the heavy hide cloth, punctuating her dressing with another stretch.

The plate of salted meats on the table had hardly been touched. Pikatok sighed, turning towards her sleeping husband, he hadn't eaten before going to sleep. 'He really should eat more.' The words ran through her head as she left the hut, gently pulling the door closed as to not make a noise. The winds whipped against her face, the first breeze of the morning was her favorite feeling of the day. A chill ran down her body from her head to her toes, truly waking her up from the lingering slumber of the morning. A deep breath and her preparations were finished, Pikatok set off to the edge of the village.

The sound of snow crunching and the snores of sleeping folk, Pikatok's morning routine was simple enough. The noises were comforting as she walked to her outpost, nearly a mile away from the gates she could see the shimmering outline of the gates. A particularly calm day it seemed, though the winds were still the vicious lashes of the frozen north. Simple days of calm were what her life was, a peaceful existence with a great sense of satisfaction. Pikatok felt as though her life was pretty perfect, she has purpose and happiness. These thoughts run through her head daily as she leaves to guard the gates.

It took her only a minute to reach the gates, though today she looked at them with a slight discomfort. Something deep in her gut felt off, maybe she should have eaten before she left. There was a chair to the side of the gates, a large oaken chair from the other side. Big enough to seat her and two others, and where she spent her every day.

Pikatok placed a hand on the seat and pulled herself into it, sliding her buttocks backwards until her back was against the back. With a small huff she made herself comfortable in the seat.

"Another long day ahead."

[Assistant]
It has been a week since the last challenge. Soon after descending the Mountain after his successful race with Havardr, he entered a tundra. There he had met the Penguin Key Holder, and been challenged to yet another powerless race. His stamina had returned, of course, as had his ability to access his tattoos. The Penguin Key was a mystery, he wasn't actually sure he was able to get it.

Perhaps he should turn around and find the King, to ask what the issue had been. And if another dreadful race was in order.

But something more dreadful, and annoying, awaited him along this Tundra. His Father.

And to get to him, as the old man wasn't exactly forthcoming with the reality shifting teleportation to the Spirit Animal world, or to bring himself here, he had to enter through one of the Gates.

And the closest was guarded by an old hag he hated almost as much as his father. Pikatok, the woman who fancied herself the Beast Queen. How his father put up with having her guard one of the few Gates was beyond him, but he hated every time he had to cross her. Thankfully, it was rare.

The woman, Pikatok, had beaten him so many times when he was younger, she had practically driven him to find other gates. Yet, here he was, Kusanagi at his side, RyuKyu bounding, but fading, by his side. He hated her too. To meet her, and hopefully get into the Gate without the time honored tradition of beating her to do it.

The wind danced around him in its cold, mocking way, and he remembered why he had went to the Volcanic Plains, and worked his way around to the cold. Fate. And he hated the cold.

Off in the distance, he could see the woman and the wind brought along her scent. It was morning, had to be, because she was just sitting herself down at that chair, that was big enough to seat two others. The far end of the chair was the one he often sat on when banished away to the woman.

He approached, letting his hat shield his eyes away from the worst of the storm.

"Pikatok, he wants to see me. Allow me to pass and be out of this damned wintery horse's ass you call a home."

He turned his gaze up towards the woman, and set a pleading smile on his face. Hopefully she had changed over the years.

[User]
Through the snow, a silhouette emerged slowly. A familiar form, a shape that always put a smile on Pikatok's face. It was the holder of the bestial keys, and seeker of the others. Pikatok disagreed with the keys, they shouldn't be used as such idle playthings for its holders. Some of the holders were respectable, however, Pikatok did not find Kei'Taro respectable. Nor did she respect his father, though that was something she would never voice. Not out of fear of the Beast King, she doesn't fear him in the slightest, she just wouldn't say it out loud. A lady doesn't want to be considered rude.

The thought made her laugh, she wasn't very ladylike.

When the figure approached the seat, she hopped down to the ground below. Snow crunching beneath her feet as her weight dropped onto it. The same question that he always asked, a question he knew the answer to but insisted on asking anyway. 'Please let me through.' And the answer was always the same. "You know the rules, Kei'Taro. I can't allow you to pass unless you prove your worth." The words left her mouth with a certain thickness to them, her accent sounding as though her tongue was pressed against the back of her throat at all times.

She paused for a moment as she repositioned herself between him and the gates, making a visible effort to posture herself squarely and sturdily. In case he tried a sucker punch. "The rules never change, Kei'Taro." Her eyes cast directly into Kei'Taro's, staring into him with a furious glare. "But you do."

After a very short pause, she continued her thoughts. "What keys have you taken this time? How many more than the last?" A noticable scowl adorning her cheeks, deepened further by the shadow cast by her hood. "Were they taken by force? Or willfully granted?"


[System]
* Age: 17
* Appearance Serrica carries herself confidently as if she could do no wrong with her tendency to wear beautiful if not expensive dresses that tend to be strong, powerful colors like red and purple. For the majority of her life she's kept her brown hair short though, lately, she's tried to grow it out longer.
* Gender: Female
* Personality: Serika or Serrica is rather selfish person and carries herself with a sense of superiority over others. If one were to notice her taking an interest in a particular human being outside of social situations, it's quite likely that she has an idea on how to use that individual. She is highly fueled by greed and a wish to be even more rich than she already is. With that in mind, she treats the commoners of her family's territory very well, after all, the success of the common man is the success of her territory. She has invested in more than a couple of merchant groups for a cut of the profits.

In social situations much like a party or a ball, she likes to be the center of attention and spreading her influence where she can. Those that pay attention to her, she treats fairly well, those that pay no attention to her are ignored but those that badmouth her tend to have things happen to them, There are rumors that she merely enjoys the company of women and that's why she holds many tea parties and attends as many parties as she can when it's not time for school.
* Abilities/Skills: As a noble daughter, Serrica had much education in the domain of proper manners, though admittedly, she has plenty of times where she ignores those lessons when people she dislikes are involved. Sometimes, spending just the right amount of money spent in just the right way can solve those types of problems.

She's also very knowledgeable about the fluctuating prices of the market though a lot of this is due to her knowledge of the game more than any formal training. Once again, the right amount of money in the right place is bound to bring forth a great amount of profit.
* History: Serika was once a girl from a somewhat poor family. While her family did care for her and did what they could, both her parents had to work constantly to keep up with all their debt, leaving Serika by herself most of the time. Through-out elementary school, she was bullied by a few of the other kids and, once she moved on to middle school, started to do the same to others. Over time, she started to bully kids for their money and figured it was her own way to make money, much like the amount of time her parents spent working.

Once in High School, she didn't have any easy targets so she eased on the behavior. Instead, she just felt depressed. She had no friends to the mixture of the bully or be bullied attitude she held towards life and had no real goals towards life besides living. Trying to find her own hope for more in life, she entered a free lottery at a local supermarket where she won a game system and with it an apparently popular game called "Cross Heart Academy". A cursory look at the game made her call it "stupid" but upon actually playing it, she felt herself engrossed with it. Especially in the "Merchant" route of the second half. She learned many of the ins and outs of the game's trading system that she practically was a master at it.

One day at school, she insulted one of the popular girls at school for being a "dumbass". After class, she was accosted by some of the girl's friends before getting into a small scuffle and being pushed down a set of stairs…

The next thing she knew, she woke up in a fancy bed. It took a small amount of time but she quickly realized that she woke up in the body of the character Serrica Haldblum, a character from Cross Heart Academy! Albeit, she was quite small compared to the scenes in the game. Logically, she had time to settle into her own greedy and selfish very of Serrica Francesca Haldblum. A second, selfish lease on life.
* Original Role and Background:
In the original story, Serrica was a kind and graceful noble eldest daughter of the Haldblum Ducal family, which even the royal family couldn't just outright ignore. Serrica herself took part in a couple of different routes, typically as an ally of the Heroine. Most notably in a few routes where she used her status to cover for the Heroine after they became friends.
* Other:

[User]
"..."

Ah.

Ah.

She wasn't ready to deal with this. There was no way she was prepared to deal with this situation.

Anne had prepared herself as quickly as possible to deal with meeting a variety of characters, but this was almost on par with meeting one of the potential capture targets.

The villainess.

Lilian Meridan.

How did she respond to this situation?! What did she do!? She wasn't planning on trying to pursue the crown prince(hell no in fact) but that didn't mean there wasn't the potential for disaster brewing.

Did she just introduce herself? It already seemed like Serrica was provoking her. Wasn't that a really bad idea?! She didn't need to be wrapped up in a scenario like this when she was still trying to figure something out?

Frazzled was the best description for the expression on Anne's face.

"N-nice to meet you," she managed, curtsying and trying not to acknowledge the obvious provocation occurring beside her, "I-I'm Anne. Her, Anne Marielle! ... Daughter, er, daughter of Lord Marielle... er..."

The anxiety had made her stumble over herself.

This was a mess.

@PKMNB0Y

[Assistant]
Reginald von Afah
Curious though he was about whatever had sparked this incident in the first place, Reginald reminded himself that, at the end of the day, there were other matters to worry about over investigating the circumstances that had kept everyone here to begin with. With that being said, though, it wasn't as if he could tell as if these events were predetermined or not to begin with. He had little memory of any events like this while proceeding through the game, but at this point, chasing after a dangling thread on his first day here in hopes that it would lead to other issues seemed a bit...

Frivolous? Yes, frivolous was the word. He needed information first and foremost, not instinctual hunches.

"...Well, there were surely other witnesses. Hopefully those with more authority will find the ones responsible," he said, shrugging his shoulders as he glanced towards his maid. Being the person she usually was, of course, his servant requested recompense—one that he was less willing to give due to the bird that seemed to be gravitating towards her, granted, but what she had done otherwise at least warranted some minor bonus.

"If you wish to bill me, I will, of course, review the costs," he remarked back, watching as Mella attempted to get the bird off of her head. A small smirk crossed his face as he watched the bird flit about, dodging the maid's hands as it flew into the air for a moment... Before promptly returning to sit atop her head.

"Would you prefer I purchased that bird for you? Or, rather, maybe I should do so regardless..." he joked before taking a step to the side as a few more shopkeepers—and, now, some more willing volunteers—began to carry the rattled animals back to whence they came.

Walking back towards Elastasia and Terys, though, the black-haired student noted that the latter was still wrestling with a rather large puppy, which seemed to have taken to him as much as the bird had to his maid. Whether or not he wanted to be pinned to the ground and licked over and over was not necessarily his jurisdiction, of course, but given that it seemed to have been going on for long enough for the boy to try (and fail) to push him off...

Well, it only seemed right to step in and assist.

With a sigh, Reginald leaned over and wrapped both of his arms around the dog before prying it away from Terys, the beast notably heavier than it seemed to be at first glance.

"I am... Surprised they could keep this thing to begin with," he said, some strain evident on his face as the dog shook about in his arms. "Rather friendly, it seems—for better or worse."

Daze@Rune_Alchemist

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The older man stared at Cervantes for a moment before shaking his head and sighing.

"Jacob Verdan. As for recovering what was lost, well..."

There was a moment as he trailed off before glancing at the people bringing the animals back over to the shop.

"...I suppose that can wait until after I've taken inventory. There are a fair number of creatures I need to make sure are all right... Assuming that they've been captured," he remarked, shoulders slumped as he moved to take a snakelike creature off of a young man's hands. "If there is anything missing, though... Well, depending on what it is, I might have to take you up on your offer."

By now, more of those animals were starting to be brought back in, whether in makeshift containers or in the hands of someone... Or, in some cases, hanging off of a limb with their mouths firmly latched on. It was a comical sight, to be sure, but the sheer quantity of the animals in question made this a far less entertaining matter for the man who had to worry about them to begin with.

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Lilian seemed to physically recoil as Serrica stepped forward and said her piece, though she made an honest attempt at trying to mask her displeasure with the noblewoman's words and actions in the process. The young woman seemed to be suppressing the urge to simply respond to the provocations of the greedy woman in front of her, but it was difficult for her to not try and create space between herself and Serrica as the latter moved closer to her.

"My feeling towards Chr-the Crown Prince have nothing to do with this matter. Regardless, I would sooner bite my own tongue off than deal with you alone for a night," the young woman responded, a frown on her face as she let out a brief sigh before turning towards the stammering young lady caught up in this mess. There was a pause, of course, as she listened to the nervous attempt at an introduction before sighing.

"No need to feel so alarmed, Miss Marielle," Lilian said, a businesslike smile crossing her face as if her prior reaction towards Serrica did not exist moments prior. "Though our stations may differ, we are all students here. Though..."

There was a pause as the blonde-haired girl threw a passing glance towards Serrica before continuing.

"...I worry some people here may treat this school as a hunting ground of sorts rather than a place of learning. In any case, I suppose I should ask what you were doing here, given that there isn't exactly much to do within the building at the moment—especially not at this time of day."

@VitaVitaAR

[User]
Cervantes Quixote

"Very well, Mr. Verdan. If you do require assistance, here's my business card." Cervantes said as he drew out a card from his jacket and placed it on the counter. It seemed formal to print out a variety of cards for his business. That and the school's market was big enough by itself; it would sometimes be hard to pinpoint the exact location of Cervantes's shop. "Take care, Mr. Verdan. I pray that your business booms in the next few days." With that, Cervantes left the shop. Mr. Verdan needed all the help he could get after all.

Cervantes closed the door, not that it mattered since the shop was partially destroyed, and began to walk down the street. "Whew, what a day." Wiping his brow of sweat, Cervantes tried to calculate his next move. It might take a little while for Jacob Verdan to open his shop again. From taking account of the missing animals, the cost of repairs, and the amount of time that it required to do them, it would take a week or two for Jacob Verdan to open his shop again. "What a shame. I was looking to buy a creature for myself."

The merchant wasn't a fan of pets, but he didn't dislike them either. The responsibility of taking care of another organism felt too heavy for him to bare in the other world, so Cervantes avoided adopting one. Now, the circumstances were different. Cervantes needed protection. The market clearly wasn't safe from what Cervantes had seen earlier, not to mention the unknowable fate of his future. If he were to overcome it, he'd need to be as prepared as possible.

'Though was Jacob Verdan in the game?' Cervantes thought to himself. He had a lot of game knowledge when it came to Cross Heart Academy. Jacob Verdan must have played some sort of crucial role in the game, considering he was the pet vendor. If Cervantes remembered correctly, there was also a route that played similarly to Pokemon. He had watched a few speedruns before but didn't retain much since the content was rather lackluster in the merchant's eyes. A frown graced Cervante's face, but he pressed on. Jacob Verdan was most likely an important NPC regardless, in comparison to Cervantes, who went nameless in the game.

His eyes darted to a few familiar figures. Reginald, the maid, and a few others. They seemed to be doing their own thing, and Cervantes had his own thing to do. Heading straight to his shop, Cervantes wanted to write up that help request for the bulletin board. The market was probably going to be slow during the day, thanks to the market, which meant that Cervantes didn't have much to do.

[Assistant]
Elastasia

"Maybe you should keep the, uh..." what had that thing been? She wasn't exactly an expert in the native fauna of this world, but it had looked pretty cheerful. It did bring a name to mind, but Elastasia really wasn't sure it was the right one. The crossover between her previous life's native Japanese and the language of this world could be a little hit and miss, without the benefit that a game had of being able to translate everything. "Wooper? Yeah, you should keep that happy thing, Reggie. You could do with something friendly around."

Terys' thanks were rather excessive and featured much bowing--although the boy had seemed to be largely enjoying the hefty creature's attention, who knows how long it would've been before he was free to do something else with that doing its best to cover every inch of him in friendly slobber. "Um... sister, do you mean the salamander?"

Was that what it was? Oh poo. "I thought those were more lizard like and... fiery?"

"When they're older, but..."

[User]
"Oh! You wound me Lady Meridan! Such harsh snappings at my person wound my spirit." Serrica said, hardly serious about the matter. The rich noble didn't mind having one person that tried to put her down. And of all people, Lady Meridan would likely be the best out of anyone. Well, her and von Afah.

"And treat this place as a hunting ground? I think you will find that a place of learning is in fact the peak setting to find those with innate or hidden talents that one needs to draw out." Serrica mentioned, looking at Anne in particular. "And, if you must know what I was doing here, it's something I'm sure you would do in the same situation. Some unruly students knocked a girl over so I escorted her here and then met Lady Marielle here." None of it was false at the least."

With a smirk, Serrica looked towards Lady Meridan once more. "And, lest I forget, you should hurry up and get together with that Prince of yours. If you sadly aren't interested in me, that is." The woman teased. "I believe that would be in the best interests of everyone involved, wouldn't you agree with me, Lady Marielle?" The student had to ask the other, wondering if the Heroine found any interest in the prince.


[System]
Age: 12
Hometown: Ecruteak City
Appearance (pic preferred):

Starter: Fennekin
Bio: Shiranui had developed a fascination with fox-like Pokémon from watching the Kimono Sisters performing during his childhood. His favourite Pokémon are Espeon, Umbreon, Delphox, Zoroark and Ninetales. He is generally kind, but has a low tolerance to those who speak ill of his likes. He had been inspired to go on a Pokémon journey ever since he spotted Ho-oh taking off from the Bell Tower at age 8, later catching it during his journey through Johto along with two of the three Legendary Beasts.

Having never left the regions of the Far East, Shiranui is excited for seeing the culture of a faraway land whilst also steeling himself for the culture shock he may inevitably feel. As part of his ninja training, his father had told him to expect the unexpected.

[User] Liam had returned to the Pokemon Center and had his Pokemon healed.

[Assistant] Shiranui had his healed as well.

[User] "So, now we go back to Luminose to move on to the next gym." Liam said with a smile.

[Assistant] "Given how big that city is, we could easily get lost," replied Shiranui, "The last time we were there, I felt like my mind was being read by a psychic Pokémon and a strong one at that."

[User] "I wonder what Pokemon that could be." Liam thought aloud.

[Assistant] "Perhaps it's a Gardevoir or an Alakazam. They're strong Psychic Pokemon." Ryan suggested.

[User] "Well, that seems to be a sound theory." Liam acknowledged.

[Assistant] "I don't know," Shiranui replied, "I trained both of those Pokémon and they know what to look for in a mind. What I felt was more like a tentative mind sweep like whatever did it was curious but restrained. Do any of you know what psychic Pokémon would try to hold their own power back?"

[User] "Maybe some legendary or pseudo-legendary Pokemon?" Liam proposed.

[Assistant]
Sam walked through the grass when he suddenly found a Fletchling. Froakie came out of his pokeball and used his bubble on the pokemon. The Fletchling responded with a tackle. Sam used a pokeball on it, and after it shook three times, it shut. He got back to the gym, seeing his new friends already left. He challenged the gymleader, and after the rules were explained and surskit was sent out, Sam sent out his Froakie once more.

Surskit opened with quick attack, and Froakie did the same. They clashed and both got send airborn, but Froakie was the first to regain his balance. "Again, quick attack!" Sam said, and Froakie followed his order. Surskit used bubble but Froakie evaded the attack and hit Surskit again. This time, Surskit couldn't endure the attack and fainted. The next pokemon send out was Vivillon, and Sam kept Froakie in battle.

Froakie used his bubble on Vivillon, but it was too fast and evaded the attack, then countered with tackle. Froakie responded with a quick attack, trying to keep up with Vivillon's speed, but Vivillon used tackle again and used Froakie's speed against him. Froakie fainted, and Sam now used his new pokemon Fletchling.

Fletchling used quick attack to come closer to Vivillon, but when Vivillon tried tackling the bird pokemon, it instead used his speed to avoid the Vivillon and get behind it. "Now, use peck!" As the Vivillon turned around, Fletchling charged into the bug type and used its peck to pin it to the ground. "Finish it with another peck!" Sam said, and with a final peck, the bug typ was defeated.

Sam got awarded the Bug Gym Badge, thanked the gym leader for the battle and headed for the pokemon center. Once there, he saw his friends again. "There you guys are. I thought you might already have left town. So where are we going next?"

[User] "Well, the next gym is all the way in Cyllage City," answered Shiranui after reading a region guide.

[Assistant] "We will have to go back though Lumiose to reach it." Liam added.

[User] "Shall we move on then gang?" Liam inquired.

[Assistant] "Yes, we shall," replied Shiranui.

[User] "I think it is the East Gate we have to take." Liam said. "I also suggest we stock up on any supplies we need while we are there."

[Assistant] "Whilst I agree on the supplies, according to the map, we actually have to take the southwest gate," Shiranui corrected.

[User] "I have stocked up on supplies and extra. In case someone else does not pack enough." Ryan said as he looked at his map. He knew the order which he wanted to go in, but he needed to stay with the group.

[Assistant] "Well, I have to do some special shopping when we get back." Liam added.

[User] "Special shopping?" Shiranui inquired, "Did you have something in mind?"

[Assistant] "Yes I do, but you'll have to wait to see." Liam replied.

[User] Ryan sighed quietly. "It's time to get going." Ryan began walking towards the city when he saw something in the tall grass. 'Male Ralts, close to evolution to Kirlia, smaller than normal. A good catch if I've ever seen one.' Ryan looked at Fuma and nodded. Fuma leaped off of Ryan's shoulder and tackled the Ralts to the ground. He began Pounding the Ralts and holding it down. Ryan quickly snatched a Pokeball off of his belt and threw it at the Ralts. Fuma leaped off of it and waited for the ball to click. When it did, Ryan walked over and picked up the ball.

[Assistant] 'That was an interesting catch." Liam commented after the ball clicked shut. "Well, the town is almost in sight." Liam commented. "It will only be a few minutes."

[User] The mention of Lumiose City brought to Shiranui's mind the psychic Pokémon that read it. He was curious about what it could be.

[Assistant] It wasn't long until they were at the edge of the big city. Liam had the special shopping he wanted to go to that he had heard about. If they wanted to split up, it would be ideal to meet at the exit they need or Prism Tower, since it is the biggest structure in town, as well as in the dead center.

[User] "Makes sense to split up," Shiranui concurred.

[Assistant] "So, when we are done, lets meet at Prism Tower. We can take a cab to the proper gate from there." Liam said.

[User] "That seems to be a sound plan. Would anyone like to come with me to search for this mysterious psychic Pokemon?" Ryan asked the group as he had nothing better to do and his curiosity was piqued.

[Assistant] "I'll come," answered Shiranui. He had been pondering about what psychic Pokémon would try to hold its own power back.

[User]
Davy

"Good to hear. I have actually formed a hypothesis on what the Pokemon could be. I believe it is either a Espurr or a Meowstic based on the description given." Ryan explained his hypothesis as he began walking around the city.

[Assistant]
After a bit of searching, Liam found the store he was looking for. This store sold every evolution stone. He had one specific stone that he needed to buy, and he got it. He showed it to Ralts, who was out of his Luxury Ball. "See this? Once your a Kirlia I can use this to turn you into a Gallade. The store owner saw the keystone on Liam's wrist and the Ralts. He showed him a supply a Mega Stones he had as well. He showed Liam a particular piece. They say this stone allows Gallade to Mega Evolve. Liam managed to persuade the shop keeper to lower the price from 5,000,000 Pokedollars to a much more reasonable amount. Once he was done with his shopping, He began to leave the store when Trevor walked by the store.
 "Well, looky here." He said. Trevor wanted a battle. Liam agreed but said they should move the battle to somewhere that they wouldn't damage storefronts and suggested near Prism Tower. Trevor agreed and the two walked toward the tower.

[User] Ryan continued his search when he saw Liam buying a stone for his male Ralts. "Why have I not thought of this." he smacked his forehead and turned to Shiranui. "I need to take a quick break, sorry." Ryan went in himself and managed to bargain for a Mega Pin and a Dawn Stone. He cursed his luck in not finding a Key Stone, but was gald to get the holder for it. It was becoming increasingly harder nowadays to get Mega Stones. He wanted to get the Mega Galladite, but decided against it. He could probably ask one of Professor Sycamore's associates for Mega Stones instead. He came back out and pinned the Mega Pin to his shirt and looked at Shiranui. "Forgive me, I needed to get something done quickly. Let's continue our search." Ryan then continued his patrol.

[Assistant]
(They wouldn't have the keystone. There is a way planned later on for you to get that though.)

Liam and Trevor went to the designated battle spot. They agreed on two Pokemon each. Trevor called on Roselia and Liam called out Scarlet the Fenniken.
 "Poison Powder!" Trevor called.
 "Ember!" Liam replied. the fire attack burned the venomous powder up.
 "Ingrain!" Trevor called. Roselia let roots out and they went though the cracks of the concrete into the ground.
 "Ember again!" Liam called. This time the flames hit the Grass type.
 "Leech Seed!" Trevor called. Scarlet was tied up in vines that zapped her health away bit by bit. Roseila was now being healed by two sources. Scarlet learned a new move, Flame Charge. She got a critical hit and KO'd Roseila. Trevor swapped it out for Litleo.

"Litleo, the Lion Cub Pokemon. The stronger the opponent it faces, the more heat surges from its mane and the more power flows through its body. They set off on their own from their pride and live by themselves to become stronger. These hot-blooded Pokémon are quick to fight."

Liam recalled Scarlet and sent out Jiriaya the Froakie, who got a lucky hit with Water Pulse and KO'd Litleo. Liam went to a nearby Pokemon Center and healed his Pokemon and returned to the rondevouz point.

[User]
"Espurr? Meowstic?" Shiranui asked, pulling out his Pokédex.
"Espurr, the Restraint Pokémon. The organ that emits its intense psychic power is sheltered by its ears to keep power from leaking out."
"Meowstic, the Constraint Pokémon and the evolved form of Espurr. The eyeball patterns on the interior of its ears emit psychic energy. It keeps the patterns tightly covered because that power is too immense."
At that point, Shiranui felt his mind being read again. A particular memory was found and the connection was lost. "My mind got read again," Shiranui stated.

[Assistant]
Davy

"Ah good. We are probably close then." Ryan looked around and saw something fleeing out of the corner of his eye. "After it!" Ryan sprinted towards where he saw the thing and looked around. "Gone."

[User] Liam sat on a bench with Scarlet and Ralts out. Liam was brushing Scarlet's fur. Ralts sat next to his trainer.

[Assistant] Shiranui followed Ryan and saw the look of disappointment. "I think one of my psychic Pokémon can help out," he stated, "I brought her along in case I needed emergency backup. Titania, come on out!" Shiranui opened one of his Poké Balls and a Gardevoir materialised.

[User]
Davy

Ryan quickly whipped out a pen and notepad and began taking notes on Titania. "Absolutely fascinating. Ideal height, hair seemingly well taken care of, face spikes are longer than usual species length, lower body gown is seemingly silky. This Gardevoir is above average." Any disappointment from earlier was gone as he noted every aspect of Titania. He then realized he was in public and put away the notepad. "Sorry. Titania, could you please search the area for any strong Psychic presences?" He asked politely.

[Assistant] "I certainly can," answered Titania, "Oh, and thanks for your evaluation." The Gardevoir scanned the local vicinity and found a strong mind a block away.

[User] Liam's Ralts perked up when he sensed Titania scanning the city. He tugged Liam's sleeve and communicated it to his trainer. Liam recalled Scarlet and had Ralts teleport him to the Gardevoir scanning the city.

[Assistant] "Hello Liam," greeted Shiranui, "What brings you here?"


[System]
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance:

Reasons for being in the asylum: Anxiety, depression, multiple suicide attempts, sudden psychotic outbursts
Level of security: Medium
Bio: While not much is known about his past, he has hinted at him being abused in his childhood. He was found by one of the Asylum's guards outside, unconscious and badly beaten. He has been brought in to get help and the asylum have been unable to find or contact his parents.

Name: Grim
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Half Kitsune half supernatural being
Appearance:

Reasons for being in asylum: Anger issues, psychotic outbursts
Level of security: Medium
Bio: Grim was found badly scarred and shivering in the cold. Doctors were surprised he survived for as long as he did. When asked about his name, he stated he didn't know his name. They assumed amnesia but he answered all the other questions with ease. Someone assumed he didn't have a name. Someone else joked he must have been the grim reaper's kid and that's how he survived. Everyone just calls him Grim now.
Extra: He's the only one allowed close to Max when Max is having one of his psychotic outbursts.

Name: Stitches
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Species: Half zombie
Appearance:

Reasons for being in the asylum: Insanity, schizophrenia, cannibalism
Levels of security: maximum security
Bio: He was found in an abandoned, rickety, old mansion that was filled with odd science equipment. When he was discovered in the basement, the explorers who found him thought he was dead because of how still he was, the fact he was covered in blood and the fact he was without a pulse. He ended up snapping the neck and eating one of the three explorers which gave the other two the chance to call the cops which caused him to be restrained and dragged off to the Blood Moon Asylum. When he arrived, he refused to give any info except for his nickname that his creator called him which is Stitches.
Extra: He hides his stitching under bandages and clothes. Also he prefers to either snap a person's neck of dismember them piece by piece.

Name: Kane Morgan
Age: Unknown but assumed to be late teens to early adult
Gender: Male
Species: Demon
Appearance:

Reasons for being in asylum: Insanity, schizophrenia
Level of security: Maximum security
Bio: He was found standing in a circle of 7 heavily mutilated corpses. When brought to the asylum, he refused to answer questions about his past and age and only told his name. His eyes were bandaged over but he could see perfectly fine through the bandages.
Extra: He never takes off the bandages. Those who have seen under his bandages had reports horrific nightmares, interestingly enough.

Name: Lucifer Forrest
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Species: Unknown
Appearance:

Bio: A mostly quiet, calm yet twisted doctor. He is known to work with and "help" Grim. He is also known to be a bit manipulative.
Extra: He's rather friendly despite and lets patients, guard and other doctors call him Lucifer instead of Dr. Forrest. He does hate being called Luci however.

Name: Vincent Smith
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance:

Reasons for being in the Asylum: Impulsive, self-harm, anti-social
Level of security: Low
Bio: Vincent was brought in by both his parents for stitching his mouth shut. He explained with a pen and paper that he stitched his mouth shut to avoid his urge to answer people's questions about his tinkering. He did realize that it was an impulsive decision but has stated he didn't regret it.
Extra: Sometimes he cries blood and is "too lazy" to wipe it off. He also likes wearing fake bat wings.

Name: Briar
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species: Hybrid experiment
Appearance:

Reasons for being in asylum: Attachment issues, anxiety, insanity
Level of security: Low to medium
Bio: Sent to the asylum after a fifth murder case he was supposedly linked to. He kept making the same claims about what happened. He kept saying he never wants to be abandoned and that they can't abandon them if they are just memories.

Name: Alucard Collins
Age: 290
Gender: Male
Species: Fallen Angel
Appearance:

Role: Scientist
Bio: A supposedly emotionless scientist who is calm, quiet yet easily annoyed. He is known for experimenting on Briar and Stitches to find out how those two tick and work.
Extra: He off-handedly mentions that he used to be human and has attempted to make jokes involving poison. He also has had conversations to no one but refers to whoever he is speaking to as Michael. It's believed he might also be a bit of a vampire. His favorite color is blue.

Name: Cecil
Age: 110
Gender: Male
Species: Angel
Appearance:
Reasons for being in asylum: Anxiety, PTSD, Mute, Haphephobia, psychotic outbursts when touched
Level of security: Low
Bio: Was sent to the asylum after murdering an angel who constantly tortured him and attempting to murder angels who tried to comfort him. Doctors struggle to get through with him.
Extra: He's constantly between favorite colors of gold and dark blue.

Name: Salem Haywood
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Species: Vampire
Appearance:

Reasons for being in the asylum: Insanity, constant murder of guards and innocent people.
Level of security: Maximum in a padded cell
Bio: Not much is known about his past. No one knows if his given age is his real age.
Extra: Has to be kept away from other patients because he's a bit of a rat bastard.

[User]
Grim sighed and carried Max over to the table Violet and Leo were at. He gently pet Max's hair when he sat down as Max snuggled against Grim.

Briar smiled gently in his sleep, carefully holding Kitsumae's hand

[Assistant]
Violet smiled and held Leo's hand.

Kitsumae blushed and smiled as she ruffled his hair and leaned on his shoulder.

[User]
Leo smiles but eyes the hallucination out of the corner of his eye

Alec yawns

[Assistant] Violet strokes his hair softly and hugged him.

[User]
Grim smiled softly at Max, who was dozing off while snuggling against Grim. "It's so weird how fast Max can change from worried to calm... I do kind of wonder if the way his home life was caused his emotions to be this way," Grim said gently.

Stitches looked up at the sky and made another hmmm noise. "Maybe we could see if we missed something interesting," he said. He smiled and blushed slightly before quickly shaking his head.

[Assistant]
Alec shrugs " sure why not "

Leo gets up and walks to the hallucination

[User]
Violet giggled at his response and walked behind Leo carefully trying to not scare or bother him.

Kitsumae gently got up from the hospital bed and tapped a nearby nurse and asked if she could run and get snacks for all three of them. The nurse complied and kistumae returned to her seat holding Briars hand once more as her sister moved slightly in her sleep again.

[Assistant]
Stitches' cheeks were a bit pink from one of the ideas he had. "Well, let's go and find out," he said excitedly before practically skipping towards the dining hall.

Grim noticed Leo get up and sighed. "I hope Leo doesn't end up having a breakdown," Grim said, quietly. Max curled up against Grim in a fairly cat-like fashion.

[User] Violet shook her head at grim. "Don't worry I got this." She replied softly.

[Assistant]
Leo growls at the hallucination

Alec nods " ok" he follows

[User] Violet slowly holds his arm.

[Assistant]
Grim tenses up a bit, watching. He pulled Max a bit closer to his chest.

Stitches peered into the dining hall and immediately noticed Leo growling at nothing. "Ooh we might have just found a wolf on the verge of a breakdown," he said, with a bit of a smirk.

[User]
Alec smiles " ooooh"

Leo moves his arm as his features flitter between wolfish and human

[Assistant]
Violet hugs him gently.

Kistumae shook both her sister and briar as she held their snacks in next to the bed behind her. "Wake up sleepy heads." she said smiling.

[User]
Briar mumbled half asleep, "Do I have to?" His pure white eye was glistening in the light.

Stitches approached a bit reluctantly noticing Leo's features but he seemed to be planning to try and make it worse.

Grim grabbed Stitches by the back of his shirt, his ears pressed flat against his head. He muttered something under his breathe that only Stitches could hear but it causes Stitches to flinch.

[Assistant]
Kistumae giggled a bit before smiling. "Yes you do so does kistume." She replied and slapped the back of her sister's head.
 "Och! Jeez can you be more gentle?" she complained then smelled the snacks and bolted straight up before resting her eyes on the nurse.
 "No don't not right now, and you be lucky I like you or I'd do the same thing to you." she smiled.

Violet got in a defensive position to protect leo.

[User]
Alec just smiles

Leo pushes violet aside and growls at a guard who he now thinks is his hallucination

[Assistant]
Briar sits up, yawning. He smiled gently at Kitsumae.

Stitches glared at Grim before sighing and slapping Grim's hand away. He sat down to watch chaos unfold.

Grim held Max closer, getting a bit protective of Max.

[User] Violet leaped in front of him. "Leo calm." She replied in a soothing voice pressing her palms against his chest.

[Assistant] Outsmart smiled blushing and hands them their snacks and took a chip eating it.

[User]
Briar happily ate his snacks, his cat tail swishing happily.

Grim kept nervously watching Violet and Leo and seemed to be trembling a bit. Max felt Grim trembling and tightly hugged him before dozing off again.

Stitches perked up, extremely intrigued on if Violet will end up calming Leo down.

[Assistant]
Kistumae noticed his tail and smiled as her sister nudged her and giggled handing her a cupcake which she turned down. "Have more interest in me, I know you like sweet things plus chips make you thirsty." Kitsume replied playfully winked then giggled.
 "Your such a weirdo!" she blushed and turned away from her sister.

[User]
Leo begins to turn into wolf form

Alec watches with interest

[Assistant]
Stitches smirked slightly, clearly interesting.

Grim held Max close, rather worried. Grim seemed ready to protect Max if he needed to.

Briar stifled a slight snicker and kept eating his snacks, watching the twins be goofy.

[User]
Violet hugged Leo stroking his fur.

Kitsumae shoved her sister's fav away tesingly. "The agony of not being loved." her sister acted as if struck in the heart.
 "Oh please, you love pain more than love kinky." kistumae giggled. "Don't you agree briar?"

[Assistant]
Leo breaks free and attacks the guards

Alec takes that as his que and also kills guards

[User] "LEO!!" Violet ran after him trying to hold him back.

[Assistant] Kitsumae heard a faint tell of a female voice but she ignored it and smiled blushing at briar.

[User]
Briar held back snickers and covered his mouth. "I've already choked on a few other things before, I don't want to end up choking on food as well," he said between snickers.

Stitches smirked, getting up and running to attack one of the guards. He quickly kicked the guard to the ground, grabbing one of the guard's arms and started tearing it off.

Grim held Max close and started to back away nervously, not wanting to get Max hurt.

[Assistant]
Leo kills multiple guards

Alec yawns

[User]
Stitches grinned and seemed to be enjoying the pain of the guard he was slowly dismembering. He laughed psychotically as he kept tugging the guard's arms.

Grim was in a defensive mode, ready to attack anyone who tried to attack Max or him.

Briar's ears pricked up a bit, clearly trying to listen and decipher where the commotion is coming from.

[Assistant]
Violet pins him to the ground in a protective manner. "Leo look at me." She said softly.

Kistumae and her twin laughed ignoring the noise not wanting to get stuck in cross fire.

[User]
Leo tears himself from violets grasp and speeds down the hallway jumping on a guard and tearing out his throat

Alec causes some guards to fight each other to the death

[Assistant]
Stitches suddenly got subdued and was rather aggressive this time around. "Aww come on! I was just having a bit of fun! I wasn't going to kill him, just have him die of blood loss!" he shouted with a sadistic grin.

Max and Grim watched from a distance, extremely worried.

Briar's ears immediately pricked up, hearing Stitches shouting but decided to ignore it.


[System]
Age: 14
Species: Cyborg
Gender: Metal
Primary Qi: Metal
Personality: The PN61A is a bundle of childish wonder wrapped around in a deadpan exterior. The Spectacular and Oh-so-Glorious Gretchen Primrose is an individual full of curiosity and vivaciousness. With a stubborn and showy pride that is oddly robotic, she seeks to prove how great she is.

Level: 1

Abilities: Such a spectacular and oh so magical being of machinery must have a bag full of tricks! Her most commonly mighty practices involve hitting people with a hefty staff, and launching her robotic hand a short distance out to drag others for a beating with the staff, or just punching with the hand. The machinery has been built to code and as such is stronger than flesh, in both endurance and smacking things.

At Arc Academy PN61A plans on repairing some faulty parts in her Witch's Hat so that she can once again use its buzz-saw functions. She also plans on upgrading her Witch's Staff so she can charge it up with energy for explosive strikes.

Equipment: Witch's Hat with Robotic Parts (on the fritz)
Witch Staff
Mechanical Body

Academy Role: Associate; Future Conservationist

Background: The life of PN61A began in an underground laboratory on an operating table. From the near lifeless body of some little girl arose a new cyborg that lived ALL THANKS TO SCIENCE! Or QI. OR SCIENCE QI! Anyhow the first thing PN61A noticed upon awakening from the table was a woman in a lab coat cackling about life and then hugged PN61A. That figure was the mysterious and brilliant freelance-scientist Iris Primrose. The pair bonded over a variety of subjects, most notably the idea of witchcraft through all sorts of genres, as the scientist began to raise the newly named Gretchen Primrose.

One day Scientist Primrose took Gretchen out to a circus, where they spotted a figure leaping over a building. The Spectacular and Oh-so-Glorious Gretchen Primrose inquired into how this could be done and decided to sneak away from the scientist. She managed to find the man, and after holding onto his clothes for a good few minutes as he tried to shake her of, he confessed that there was an Academy that taught him how to do the things she witnessed.

Knowing that she would be the super-duper best at this academy, The Spectacular and Oh-so-Glorious Gretchen Primrose went off on a journey pestering countless amount of people. Sometimes she just asked them, sometimes she smacked them with a staff, other times she'd act cutely, other times she'd act like a brat, but no matter how she decided to go about getting the information she was determined to gather it. And after many, many, many failures of gaining information she eventually managed to find out where this place was and when it would be in session. Knowing these facts, PN61A went off to become even greater and show the people there how great she is.

Extra: Interestingly her body is forty-percent scrap metal! She keeps a small pink handheld device on her that has a digital pet she claims is her witch familiar.

[User]
A pair of eyes were focused upon the ruins that were in front of the body the eyes were attached to. PN61A looked forward with a blank expression on her face. She took note of these Ruins of Roontah, as thoughts rushed through her head pondering what would be there. Perhaps there would be mummies! Or quite possibly a pit full of snakes! Gretchen Primrose could hardly wait to explore the ruins and take the treasures that were sure to be there! For there were always treasures in ruined civilizations.

Her staff that was clutched in her not as noticeably robotic hand pointed directly upwards. A small bit of wind came and started to move her hat off her head. Lifting up her staff the Amazing and Oh-so Glorious Gretchen Primrose waved her staff around in a circle as she gave off a powerful magical chant!

"oppicusStay yMay atHay allingFay Offyay!" She continued to wave her staff around as she tried to be discrete about moving her quite obviously mechanical arm upwards to push her hat back into place. With her hat secured, she took a moment to dust off the edges of her skirt.

With exaggerated goose-steps, The Amazing and Oh-so Glorious Gretchen Primrose moved in front of the the group and the ruins in the distance.

She waved her staff around before pointing it towards the group at large. "Fear not. Do not worry about the conditions of this place. For I am the Amazing and Oh-so Glorious Gretchen Primrose, Witch Extraordinaire!~" She took a brief pause for any gasps or clapping that were sure to happen.

"That pause was for your gasps and clapping. I assert my earlier point. Fear not. Because I am here. And I will explore these ruins and achieve success in this test shrouded in mystery. I am unaware how you will fare; however I can assure you that you will take happiness in the fact that I will succeed regardless of whether or not you do."

[Assistant]
A couple yards away from the gathering, Roxy was rushing towards them. She was carrying her sweatshirt over her shoulder, and the bottles of water she had taken with her had been completely emptied. After her long and arduous journey through the desert lands of Orocos and not finding anything, Roxy had started to finally wonder whether or not this whole "Arc Academy" thing was just some kind of elaborate prank being played on her or something. However, when she finally caught the group of people gathered together, she immediately started running towards the crowd excitedly. "Whoohoo, I finally found it!" Roxy shouted energetically as she reached the crowd, pumping her fist in victory at the same time

A couple seconds later, A girl reached the front of the crowd and speaking to them all. Still full of excitement due to having finally found the AAAT, Roxy started cheering loudly at the girl's words. "Yeah! Whooo!" Roxy shouted into the crowd with great enthusiasm, not really paying attention to the fact that she was most likely the only one doing so

[User]
"Yes. I was expecting such enthusiasm from all of you when I told you these facts." PN61A gripped the edges of her dress as she performed a curtsy. The Amazing and Oh-so-Glorious Gretchen Primrose had a touch looser grip on the side with her staff. She kept the curtsy position, staring dead forward at the crowd, as she noted all of their enthusiasm. Well okay, mostly from Roxy, as the others were silent. They were surely just as enthusiastic as her, but they were a bit subdued in displaying such excitement.

Returning back up to a straight standing position PN61A turned her head from side to side in a slow and methodical movement. "I see you are not all expressing the eagerness you all have. I can fix that with some spectacular displays of magic~!" She declared with her expression remaining completely blank, while raising her staff and much more robotic appendage upwards. Lowering them back down The Amazing and Oh-so-Glorious Gretchen Primrose pointed her staff towards the crowd, "I require a volunteer from the crowd."

[Assistant] After a few seconds, Roxy eventually stopped cheering but still continued listening intently to the girl's words. When Roxy heard the girl say that she needed a volunteer however, her arm shot right back up and she immediately started shouting again. "Ooh, ooooh! Pick me! Pick me!!" Roxy shouted excitedly, waving her hand back and forth like crazy. She didn't even really know what she was volunteering for, but she was just so caught up in the moment she didn't really care. Despite all the energy Roxy was putting on display she was actually pretty physically exhausted, but she certainly wasn't going to show that

[User]
"Ooh, what's going on here?" Miki said as she noticed the show PN61A was putting on. She had always been fond of magic shows like that so finding one here, done by another applicant nonetheless (or at least she thought the girl was), was certainly a pleasant surprise. And when the performer girl asked for a volunteer, she quickly raised her hand, only to be beaten by another, red-headed girl.

"Aaw," she pouted. "I wanted to go up there too..."

You might think that it was odd for her to be so carefree in this situation, like the other contestants did, whom just stared at the performing girl blankly. But it was just in her nature. She had arrived here safe and sound, and the test hadn't started yet. So the only thing she could do is to relax. No sense in tearing out your nerves for something that was out of her control.

She looked closer at the performer. She then noticed how she seemed to be a cyborg, judging by her metal arms. She was dressed like a witch though, so that would make her a witch cyborg? Now that would be a strange combination to behold.

Oh well, there would always be odd people here and there. And it wasn't like she wasn't a bit of an oddball herself. What kind of high school girl would participate in a grueling test like this for starters?

[Assistant]
And so the series of events had unfolded in the way PN61A computed was a likely result. As soon as the Amazing and Oh-so-Glorious Gretchen Primrose had requested some volunteers she had gained more interest than from her initial amazing speech. She pointed her staff towards Roxy's arm that was moving more frantically, "Yes. You have volunteered to be a volunteer. This means you get to be my assistant for this." Slowly Gretchen turned her head to face the other hand in the crowd that was raised up, well before being put down.

"You also wanted to volunteer. You also get to be my assistant. I shall reanalyze the parameters for my initial magic display to account for this." she spoke as she gestured with her staff towards Miki. PN61A moved her head from side to side as she gauged the crowd.

"Please demonstrate your support by applauding these two assistants. You may applaud either vocally or physically. Allow me to demonstrate." Moving out both of her arms, she allowed her staff to rest against her arm as she prepared to clap. Both hands came together and pressed against each other making a clanking noise. "Woo! Woo!" declared the Amazing and Oh-so-Glorious Gretchen Primrose with a blank expression.

"The two volunteers I obtained from the crowd, listen to my pre-instructions before my instructions. Each of you should take a spot on one of my sides; please do not occupy the same side. When you have made your way to me you will tell the crowd and myself your names. Also a fun fact about yourself if you would not mind."

[User]
The moment the robot girl picked her, Roxy promptly rushed toward the robot girl as if on cue. She forced her way through the sea of people standing in front of her, thoughtlessly pushing everyone out of her way and probably stepping on a few feet along the way, and made it to where the robot girl was standing. She then immediately took her place on the left side of the robot girl like she had asked Roxy to

When the robot girl asked Roxy to give her name, Roxy wasted no time immediately responding. She looked out to the audience and shouted 'The name's Roxy and...uhhh..." Roxy started, but then hesitated awkwardly once she realized she didn't give herself enough time to think of a fun fact about herself. After thinking about it for a second, she started to smirk and quickly took a wide-leg stance and pointed dramatically in the air. "...And a fun fact about me is...I'm gonna be the most famous and powerful person in the Arc Academy! Don't you forget it!!" Roxy shouted at the top of her lungs with great enthusiasm

[Assistant]
Miki quickly brightened up when she heard the performer taking her as well. She had thought she had been left out, her spot taken by the other girl who was noticed by the cyborg first.

"Coming!" she shouted back, waving her hands.

She went towards the stage as quickly as she could. And unlike the other girl, she had just the perfect way to do so. It was the way of the performer. The way that would turn every head in the audience towards her.

She jumped.

Not just any jump, mind you, but a really high jump.

And not just any high jump, but a really long one as well.

Yep, she jumped to the air, straight through all the crowds that blocked her path.

She didn't care that it basically revealed her ability to her future competitors (not to mention her panties for that matter). She got no time for that. It was show time and what better way to make an entrance than to just jump straight to the stage like a falling comet.

She landed perfectly with a straight leg without any loss in balance. She was well-trained in this after all. She knew perfectly well the capabilities of her legs and how to move them as she willed.

As she landed to the right of the robot girl, she raised her hands to the air dramatically and said, "I'm Miki, Miki Melbourne! And I'm going to become the strongest martial artist of all time!"

@Blight Bug

[User]
The Amazing and Oh-so-Glorious Gretchen Primrose turned her head from side to side as she watched both the ladies eagerly rush to take their positions. One picked running through the crowd to reach her, while the other leaped over the crowd in order to reach other. She kept a blank expression and stared forward while the two gave out tidbits about their dreams.

Clanking her hands together, PN61A clapped as she glanced between Roxy and Miki Melbourne. "Wow. What a display. And you even share the same fun fact; both of you desire to have enough power to claim to be the best." Slowly her head turned to Roxy before pointing towards Miki, "I hope you do not mind the competition from Miki." The gesture was repeated with Miki as she stared at her and pointed towards Roxy, "I hope you do not mind the competition from Roxy." With her head facing straight forward she mused aloud, "It is fun learning about these things."

After that bit of dialogue was finished PN61A marched forward a small bit with more exaggerated steps. Spinning on her heel she turned back towards the two girls.

"First before I prepare my spectacular feats of magic I must inquire. Is this the first time the two of you have ever dealt with a Witch's Performance? It'd be nice to know." spoke the Amazing and Oh-so-Glorious Gretchen Primrose as she reached into the satchel that was hooked onto her dress. From this pouch she pulled out a deck of cards.

"Behold. I have a deck of cards. A deck of ordinary cards to most but when they are in my possession they become something spectacular!" declared PN61A with a blank expression. She extended out the deck of cards to Roxy, "Please go through these cards, then hand them to Miki. I would like the both of you to confirm that these are a normal deck of cards before I apply my spectacular magic to them."


[System]
"I'm sorry that I didn't do better."
Age: 18

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Ranking: Rook

Appearance: Nora weighs around 150 Lbs. and stands at around 5'11, something that always bothered her as she'd like to break that 6' mark. She prefers to keep her long blond hair in a pony tail with wispy bangs in the front. Due to her old, anti-social behavior and lack of past friendships, her skin color is much more on the paler side from not having much of a reason to go outside.

She prefers wearing just a simple t-shirt and jeans, maybe with a hoodie on over it if it's cold out. Due to her desire to make friends though, she wears a lot of skirts and more stylish tops in the hopes that they'll make her look better.

Skills: Nora is so terrible at cooking that she can find a way to injure herself even if the dish doesn't involve anything hot or sharp. She's fluent in both English and Japanese. Has hundreds of hours logged for several games, though has only adequate skill in most of them.

Sacred Gear: Nora has the Sacred Gear known as Crystal Corruption. It allows her to make crystals grow around the environment and her enemies. For example, she could crystalize the floor and make it brittle, or form crystals around her or someone else to protect them from an incoming attack. They would be similar to huge, sharp purple stalactites that come out of the ground (think Crystal Sage's White Dragon Breath spell from Dark Souls 3). With training though, she'd eventually be able to make them different shapes and sizes as well as be able to be more precise as to where they will grow so she could toss crystals like throwing knives or use them directly as armor, though this would certainly take months if not years to accomplish.

Magic: No knowledge of magic.

Strengths: Friendly, loyal to a fault, and a very promising Sacred Gear that has the capability of improving over time.

Weaknesses: Inferiority complex, feels the need to carry the world upon her shoulders, and an unfamiliarity with her Sacred Gear.

Personality: Nora was often bullied in previous schools she had attended, and whenever she had attempted to fight back, no matter how hard she may have tried, she always seemed to lose. Because of this, she suffers from an inferiority complex and never sees herself as being anywhere near as good as her friends and allies when it comes to a fight, constantly doubting her abilities. She also has a tendency to blame herself for any failure, even if she had little or nothing to do with it. On the positive side though, she's extremely loyal and friendly, willing to do anything she can to protect those she sees as her friends.

Nora also has a very geeky side she tries to avoid letting most others know about. In her spare time, she enjoys playing video games, her favorite being the Dark Souls series or reading comics. She enjoys both Western comics as well as manga.

History: Nora always seemed to be on the move. Her dad's job had her and the rest of the family moving all across the U.S., causing Nora to never actually try to make friends, since she figured she would just lose touch with them when she inevitably moved again. One day though, Nora's dad was assigned a new position that would require him to move to his company's offices in Japan. Saying that Nora had difficulty fitting in would be an understatement, considering not only her usual anti-social tendencies but the language barrier as well. After being enrolled to Shitenhoji Academy for several months though, the young girl began to believe that this might become her permanent home and began the frightening task that was making friends. Her early attempts would usually end in failure, though you couldn't fault her for trying.

After yet another day of coming home alone though, Nora found a terrible sight... her family was moving yet again. All that hope that she had of finally being able to stay in one place and fit in was crushed. All of the slow progress that she had made would be for naught. Or would it? Nora got down on her knees and pleaded with her parents to let her stay, making up the lie that she had joined a club and had lots of friends now that she didn't want leave. In a surprising turn of events, Nora's parents decided to allow their only daughter to live on her own while they moved back to the States.

Several weeks passed and, while she still had no real friends to speak of, everything seemed to be going okay. She was on top of all of her assignments, she had successfully learned the language and was speaking Japanese as if it were her first language, and she was living comfortably in a small apartment for herself. A perfect time for a Sacred Gear that Nora didn't realize she had to flare up suddenly.

While walking home from school, Nora noticed that after every step she took, small crystal-like objects seemed to grow from the ground. This strange development caused the young girl to panic, running like Hell to escape from her new abilities, though it would be as pointless as someone attempting to avoid their own shadow. Nora soon found herself surrounded by the crystals while standing on the roof of a large, abandoned warehouse where she would learn even more about her newfound powers. In that moment, she discovered that one of the abilities of her sacred gear is to cause non-living objects to become brittle if enough of her crystals form upon it, causing the roof of the building to collapse beneath her feet and send her plummeting to certain death.

Luckily for Nora, as she laid on the ground, buried by concrete, steel, and her own crystals, her savior came. Her Sacred Gear, though its potential still mostly untapped, seemed too powerful for it to just disappear with the girl's death, and she was given the option to become a reincarnated Devil. With her life quickly nearing its end, she accepted without a second thought. She has only been a devil for a few days now and is still learning the ropes.

Other: Character Theme

"I chooseth this fate of my own free will"

[User]
- Art Building -
As she continued she didnt look away from her task but spoke up anyway. "We have a new person joining us which we need to introduce beyond that there is a few other things I will discuss once everyone arrives." Ixveria said her voice calm holding a casual tone to it though as she answered Amelia's question. "Everyone should be arriving soon anyway" she continued as she started to apply light paint to the canvas giving the landscape she was painting new life as she went from history to a bit of the fantastical recreating a potential scene from the colosseum during its glory days as you can see gladiators fighting fiercely in the ring. Though taking a break she decided to cheat a little as she sent a call to her pieces knowing that if they were in her peerage they would heed that call and head towards her location. With that done Ixveria let out a small smirk out of the many art clubs in the school hers was a bit different. In the sense hers was labeled as the multimedia art club. Which of course meant that Ixveria had a free reign on what type of art she could do and giving her peerage members various potential outlets to keep up the front.

- Classroom -
"Auriola was it?" A student asked already out of the school uniform and in the standard gym track uniform a tennis racket grasped firmly in her hand. "Since clubs are required why not join the tennis club?" "NO WAIT!" a voice called out as another girl came in her school uniform covered in splashes of paint as a dirty red beret sat crooked on her head "Join my festive arts club instead!" She said trying to reach for her hand in the process. This however continued as more and more students came rushing in with a variety of offers ranging from baseball to the more obscure such as the basket weaving club. Eventually though due to the sheer number of recruiters coming after her it left Auriola little room to speak leaving with only a few options she could take. Though if you were to look due to the size of the school and the amount of students more recruiters was coming along so she had to act fast.

- ??? -
"Things are going to plan I assume?" A voice called out a clear masculine tone was evident. He couldn't allow any mistakes not with a supposed pillar clan devil nearby. As that was said what could only be called a bull headed man nodded as he handed the man a box. "Goodjob Gouki" As said person vanished in a stream of dust. It was time to prepare and he had to plan very carefully if he wanted to succeed he had to make sure no one caught on to what he was doing lest of all this early in the stages. "Soon the world will return to how it was meant to be." he said softly as a cough started to overtake him blood seeping from his lips staining his white robe a scarlet red.

[Assistant]
Auriolus

Humans were so...quaint in their devotion to menial things. That was what Auriolus thought, merely watching them all, not at all used to the feeling of being desired. Even if her current name and persona were a falsehood, it still warmed her mechanical heart to the core to think that such care was given to her. It also broke her heart just a bit that she would have to deny their advances on her free time, considering that she was obligated to follow Ixveria to the end. Even in pointless recreational artistic endeavors. Even more awkward than trying to slip away though was how she would have to do it right in front of everyone, and for all she knew more recruiters were coming down the hallway from the other side. She had to act quickly, but at this rate she was going to be dragged off to some unrelated task while Ixveria was waiting.

Thinking on her feet, Auriolus suddenly opened up a nearby window and jumped onto the sill, crouched ever so slightly before looking back at the various recruiters that were no doubt perturbed by her position, while she simply smiled, the faintest of breezes blowing through her obsidian black hair. "Farewell...everybody." she said in a somewhat depressing tone, before suddenly JUMPING. Well, it was only the first floor, but she made it sound much more dramatic than intended when she landed, the tiniest puff of dirt being kicked up before she dusted herself off, slowly turning around to look at the club recruiters who were just...baffled. "Excuse me." she said before booking it out of there, the track and field recruiter yelling that she'd be perfect for their team.

It took her a few rounds of dipping in and out of buildings on campus and occasionally just heading to the rooftop unseen before Auriola could see the recruiters heading back to their club rooms. Feeling a little bad at disappointing them, Auriola clutched her knees and traced a small circle in the dust on the rooftop. "...I really am the worst..." she said in a soft whisper, suddenly sitting up as she remembered...she was supposed to meet Ixveria just as soon as she got out of her first day of class! Feeling that she could make it up to...EVERY club later somehow, Auriola quickly touched down off the roof when nobody was looking, make sure to descend far from the eyelines of windows, having kicked up an enormous amount of dust with the thrusters in her fingers and legs. Dusting her skirt off, she ran off to Shitenhoji's Art Club Room.

On the way in, she noticed Hakuryu in his usual haphazardly thrown together uniform...judging from the degree of perspiration, he'd been training before coming here as well. Before she would deal with that, respect was due to Ixveria as the robotic woman bowed. "Good Evening, Miss Ixveria," she said, hurriedly adding: "My apologies for being late...many clubs were asking for me. Speaking of, I will need to fill out the paperwork to make my relation to the Art Club official." before turning on her heel and facing Hakuryu. "Amelia, good evening. Hakuryu, you're uniform is in disarray." she said, before without any warning starting to unbutton his uniform, fixing it quickly before suddenly running off to another part of the room, returning with a chilled bottle of water. "It is important to drink plenty of fluids during and after exercise to maintain the balance of fluids you lose while sweating. If you are ever in need of a durable sparring partner, Diligence would be delighted to join you." she said, nonchalantly handing the bottle over before sitting on a nearby chair and waiting. Though, her last offer was...not so appealing. Diligence was a bit of a bitch when it came to training. Now, she just had time on her hands, and as such began constructing a human face on paper, using simple geometric shapes to start. Art was art, after all.

[User]
Maybe some sort of sports-related club? Except I've never really been one for physical activity. Not to mention I don't really keep up with sports teams. Those court drama shows are sort of interesting. Maybe I can join a debate team? Except I'm pretty passive. Yeah, I don't really think I could deal with raising my voice at people. I like reading. Is there a literature clu- Nora would be thinking to herself before her thoughts were interrupted by another student. "Oh, um, yes I was thinking of joining a club, though I'm not sure which one," she admitted to the girl who hadn't even given her name yet. When Elena suggested the art club, Nora began to consider the option, but was still unsure. "I don't know. I don't really have much experience with drawing, painting, or any other art form like that. In comparison to everyone else in the club, I'd probably be very behind."

When another student quickly passed by with the sole purpose seeming to be to tell her how attractive she appeared, Nora turned away from Hakuryu to hide her crimson cheeks. She didn't often get compliments on her appearance, so even if it was just a passing comment, the girl couldn't help but feel embarrassed by it. Once her skin color had returned to normal, she'd look back at her unknowingly fellow devil to further discuss possible clubs to join.

Only to be interrupted by another new person. Why are so many people trying to talk to me today? The man appeared to be a bit older than most of her classmates, at least somewhere in his early twenties. Is he just a really young teacher or a student that was held back a few years? Whatever the case was, it seemed that he had assumed that she was interested in joining and now she felt a strange feeling of obligation to do so. "Um, sure, I guess. That would be helpful," she said, letting the two lead her to the art room.


[System]
Appearance:

Race: Human
Occupation: Explorer
Memories: Yin awoken one day in a dark, damp cave. With nothing but the clothes on her back, she had no idea where she was or even who she was. It was frightful at first, because she was alone. But soon that fear became curiosity. Yin would leave the cave, following a strange voice in her head. It was neither frightening, nor calming. It was more like... The sound of the wind. The washing of the waves. Crackling fire. A falling rock. The sound of nature and life. She wandered for some time, stopping to sleep, eat, and drink, as her memories slowly came back to her. Though really the only memory she regained was her name. However soon she would discover the horrors in these lands. Mutated beings who once were human, like her. Madness stricken beasts who tore at anything that moved. Even creatures who by all rights should be dead, shambling about adding more numbers to their ranks. Yin could not face these creatures alone, and fled from them. Fear gripped her heart. But once again, that fear turned into a strange curiosity. A desire for strength. And so Yin sought out a way to protect herself, and free these tortured souls from their existence. That's when she discovered a strange power she had within her. The power shelter lost souls within her...
Other: Yin has found a large cat doll which she has painstakingly cleaned and cared for. It helped keep her sanity when she was alone, as she has had no company otherwise.

So far the only memory Yin has discovered is her own name, and only because she heard the name in her head and simply assumes it's her name. She's tried to find if there's anything else about her identity, but so far she has found nothing.

Yin is decently capable of basic survival skills, as she is one of the rare few truly living beings in these lands, and Yin still needs to eat and drink to live.

[User] One moment, Graham Douglas had been the undisputed master of all he surveyed. The next, he had been bleeding out on the ground, a knife shoved into his back by his traitorous right hand man. And now here he was. Rather than heading off to whatever afterlife was waiting for him, Graham instead found himself in a crumbling temple with with a bunch of other dead people all surrounding a girl who was still clearly alive and sleeping soundly on the temple's altar. Though he was incapable of moving away from where he appeared, Graham had the fortune of appearing within sitting distance of one of the few long chairs that time had yet to break beyond use. As he sat down, Graham heard the others start talking and introducing themselves, so Graham figured he'd get in on that. "Graham Douglas." Graham introduced himself. "By the by, does anyone else 'ave this strange feelin' in the back o' their 'eads that somethin' dangerous is 'eaded this way or is that just death makin' me go a bit loopy?"

[Assistant]
As the four were trying to figure out what was going on with their situation, the girl began to rouse. Strangely enough as she was becoming conscious, everyone would feel more mobile. They were able to move around her, though no further than five feet or so. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, and looked around. For a moment she seemed shocked. She was quiet and you could all tell she was afraid. Yet at the same time, despite being so much smaller, so much weaker, there was a certain level of defiance within her. As if she was ready to fight despite how hopelessly outmatched she would be. "Who are you all? You're not... Did you just come here? You don't look like the monsters in these lands." Yin gulped. She had no weapons, not even a rock, but her hands were held tightly to her chest as if to protect her vitals. "I'm Yin... Do you all live here?"

Whisper would also notice something now that they have awakened mentally. The altar the girl sat upon was dedicated to a certain deity. The name would elude them due to the void in their memories, but off the top of their heads Whisper could remember their had something to do with voyaging and safe passage: sensible things to want in this pastoral coastal ruin. Whisper himself would know that there are similar deities within the realm of death, such as the Ferryman of Souls. Perhaps it was no coincidence that Whisper would awaken here then, in this place meant to guide people to their destination, be it new lands or an afterlife. As for Graham, while most of his memories unrelated to his vengeance are also a blur, something about some of the ruined iconography was familiar. It was strange because the markings weren't anything like what was on the altar. But it would only take a moment for him to remember some cult or religion that was rather notable back in his city that had the tendency to plaster their symbols everywhere, especially in temples. Even if Graham is not a religious man, he would know that such graffiti had one purpose: marking an enemy area as your territory. Perhaps it was no time that brought this temple to ruin after all.

That foreboding feeling was still coming. And for some it was heard. Tamzen was able to hear the flaps of a large winged creature: this was no mere bird. Something much bigger, and was moving fast and with purpose. It was uncertain to know if they realized Yin was here but Tamzen could at least recognize some flying creature was approaching the area due north. As for the others, Alsei would only need a short moment to realize that Yin was overly malnourished. Any strenuous physical activity would drain her quickly, and there was no doubt that if anything came by to attack her, her chances of survival was slim. The fact she survived for this long was nothing short of a miracle. PAL would approach, it's body largely functional however many parts of it's chassis and equipment were rusted and in a state of ruin. The flail heads were gone, likely lost underneath the sand, the tabard was eaten away but insects, and the shield was warped and rusted as well. It would take some time to fix PAL back to it's previous state, but it was still functional nonetheless.

[User]
As the other two introduced themselves, Tamzen looked over their new companions once again, eyes lingering on Whisper in particular. They hadn't encountered many kenku in their travels, but they were pretty sure that skeletal, eyeless face was not a common trait. Did it have something to do with how he had died? None of the others showed such severe disfigurements, meaning either the kenku's death had been particularly horrific or there was something else at play here.

The halfling didn't have too long to comtemplate what to do about this before the woman on the altar finally awoke. Tamzen turned their head towards her. Just as they were about to open their mouth to answer her queries, however, their pointed ears suddenly pricked up as they became aware of large wingbeats, slowly growing louder and louder.

"Something's coming," they said. They pointed northwards. "From over that way." They looked back at Yin. "It appears we are not safe here. Do you know how to fight?" They then glanced at the other members of the group. "Do any of you know how to fight or..." They looked down at their ghostly hands. Could they even fight like this? They weren't even sure if they could move, let alone hit something. They shook their head. "I think we should consider retreating, find a place to hide, get our bearings."

[Assistant]
From where he was sitting, Graham pulled out his bubble pipe and began 'smoking' it. As he did so, he became aware of a number of eight-pointed stars graffitied all across the temple. Graham was familiar with this type of graffiti. He'd frequently used his own version of it over his many campaigns of underworld conquest at the head of the Lamb Street Shanks. It was the sort of graffiti that was left behind after an attack to let people know just who it was that rolled on through and set fire to everything. Most of the gangs Graham had dealt with hadn't been religious in nature, the closest he'd ever come being some pirates led by a hobgoblin paladin. But even so, Graham had seen these symbols before when he was alive. They belonged to a cult that paid homage to the Bright for power or protection. They never made an effort to oppose him and he had never antagonized them, so Graham didn't know much about them. But he did know that a good portion of the Lamb Street Shanks were also members of this cult.

Graham didn't remember there being a quiet costal village near the city he lived in though, so he wondered what these symbols were doing here. Perhaps the cults operation was farther reaching than he thought. Or perhaps they had moved or expanded far beyond the city between Graham's death and now. Either way, Graham put those thoughts aside as Yin woke up and spoke.

"Graham Douglas." Graham introduced himself a second time once Yin was done talking. "We just got 'ere through some magical shenanigan or another and were just as puzzled as you are on 'ow that 'appened."

When Tamzen mentioned that something was coming and suggested they run and hide, Graham was deeply offended by the notion. "Bugger that!" Graham exclaimed. "If whatever's comin' this way is a threat, I say we kill it!" With that said, Graham put away his pipe, pulled out his crossbow, and readied himself for battle.

[User]
"Yin. Graham Douglas. Tamzen Silentflight. Alssssei Cogsssspeaker."

The chorus of voices rolled out from the hooded Kenku, a perfect copy of each being reflected back to their speakers. He shifted, flowing like a rolling cloud of fog in his shadowy form towards the Altar- and towards Yin. She would be permitted, indirectly, to see into his hood and to see the abominable visage that he possesses as he quietly contemplates the Altar. Oh, how his mind failed him! A lifetime of a body that creaked and groaned only to lose his mind as a spirit! It set nerves- Nerves that shouldn't function, he has no glands or organs for them to connect to after all- on edge. At the alrert of Danger, the Kenku's feathers flattened out and smoothed down. This simple thing resulted in Whisper losing most of his volume and his robes shifting as if something beneath them were alive as his stature was reduced to that of a gaunt frame beneath the black of his attire. Truly, in life, he must have been miserable.

Whirling the scythe slowly in his hands, his beak parted;

"You don't look like the monsters in these lands." He echoed back to Yin, shadows flowing down his arms and along the scythe. These shadows formed into a larger cloud that Whisper suddenly turned and slashed the Scythe through; the cloud erupting around Yin and melding her into the shadows as well.

[Action: Spell Slot expended to Cast Invisibility upon Yin].

"Find a place to hide, kill it, fullfill your duty as Guardian!." he declared to the group.

Whisper's scythe stilled in the air, trembling as the magic flowed off him and over Yin. The beak parted one final time, whispering to Yin in a strange kaleidoscope of voices;

"Somethin' dangerous is 'eaded this way, we are not safe here I fear we might not have much time. My name issss... Whisper."

the final voice was once again that wondrously pleasant female voice he couldn't quite recall.

[Assistant]
Yin was confused why these people were here, though at the same time she didn't feel too... Threaten, at least not by them. It was a strange feeling, almost familiar? But there wasn't really any time to question it. Soon a loud, ear piercing screech ripped through the air. Yin looked around scared before glancing back to Tamzen. "I... I don't know how to fight. But I know how to hide." The church wasn't a very great place to hide as it was quite open, lacking doors and most of it's roof. Yin ran out of the ruined temple and the others would feel themselves get pulled alongside her. Yin moved somewhat quick, but it helped that she was very light and spry. She ran out of the temple and looked around for a place to hide. Lots of ruins that wouldn't provide much cover, but there was a well in the distance. Yin could potentially hide down there, assuming there wasn't anything lurking within.

But as the young woman was running towards the well, the others would see something in the sky. The shadow it cast looked like a woman... But the physical body was that of a monster. The creature was about 200 feet away, and flying towards Yin. She dove behind a wall and held her breath, hoping the beast hadn't spotted her. However from the way it was flying closer, it may be too late for Yin... But not for the spirits.

Though they couldn't stray far from her, they were unimpeded by the physical barriers around her. They were able to phase out of the wall and floor, and the weapons on their back had weight and heft to them. Even if Yin could not fight, perhaps these spirits could. Or at least do something to help Yin escape this flying beast, as her heartbeat and heavy breathing was revealing her position to any creature with keen senses.