<span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #0080FF">The Water Elemental</span></span><br/><br/>Days and days after she left her home. The Water Elemental would usually be happy with how her journey around the mainlands were going. Except for these moments when terror and pain struck in her path. People and creatures dying for petty arguments on such occasions. This time in her path, a women with revolvers would turn then pull out weaponry that she had not discovered yet. She fires a pair of shots, then makes a run for it. Men chasing her for whatever she had done. Chaos erupts from the rest of the people around her. Some appearing to want to help her. Though she did not have any recollection on why they would want to. This was different from the other needless events that she had seen before. Creatures working together in hopes to escape there foe that they themselves had cause to be there enemy. All to help a women out of what reason, Curiosity? payment? how about the rush of chaos?<br/><br/>These were the questions that led her to follow and observe, The Water Elemental hidden in plane sight as a stream of water along the crooks of a house close to the ground. She was somewhat behind them, observing in her own curious way. If this was an ordinary group of bad people, she would have helped the good guard people out by attacking them. Though each individual being here interested her, the fish man and girl the most, if it was a girl of course. The wrapped up girl because she started this all in The Elemental's own opinion and the fish man because if his connection to the water. Though the fish man was not necessarily with them. Maybe she would catch up with him later?<br/>-=-=-=-<br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #408000">Alias</span></span><br/><br/>Alias underestimated his speed, his bulkiness making him confused about his speed, Alias had unintentionally run and tripped over multiple hard grey things in the ground, and on top of the ground. Some bigger then others, and some incredibly small. He could sense he was getting closer to a tense area. Though it was only when he banked over the next rise he felt things knocking into his side, sharp things that ripped off his scales, yet had not managed to penetrate the abnormally sharp hide. Alias glanced over to his right as there was a loud noise.<br/><br/>"Get the marksman up here! I see a opening on it's shoulder!"<br/><br/>Rapid movements cause him to panic, and he began to lose balance. Catching himself just in time, The Lizard Man tried to gain speed again. Quickly tripping over a long flying stick with a pointy colored end.<br/><br/>"The creatures downed! go for it marksman, use the poison!"<br/><br/>As soon as this was said a much smaller version of the sharp stick thudded into his right shoulder directly in the center of where the missing scale was, and Alias found he could not move his right arm. Shapes moved from beyond the hill to his flank, so he stood to his back legs, glaring at them from sharp eyes.<br/><br/>The men were close to them, and he recognized there garb. It was the humans that called themselves the Purifiers, and Alias was not pleased with this. As he advanced on them, one or two of the six men uneasily faltered back a step.<br/><br/>"I thought deadbolt back there used the poison!?" One of the skinnier ones whispered.<br/><br/>"I did, or he would have run by now. He cannot escape." The largest of the band growled, his face covered in a mask of leather.<br/><br/>Someone to his right nervously glanced over "Are you sure that is a good'ting Marksman, or is it a bad'ting?"<br/><br/>With that Alias opened his jaws, and screamed at them with a loud and horrifying noise.<br/><br/>Then he advanced.