Join the adventure yourself!<br/>OOC (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=192811.0)<br/>Guild Hall (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=176496.0)<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><em>The town of Leolt, 5 and a half hours away from Magnolia by Train</em></div><br/><em>A man wearing tattered clothing runs frantically through the street, clutching a concealed parcel close to his chest as he runs desperately through the abandoned town. Since it's midnight in the middle of a thunderstorm, it's not hard to imagine why he's the only living soul out in the open at this hour. As quickly as his feet can carry him, he seeks shelter in a nearby alleyway against the roar of the thunder, and the white streaks cracking the sky off in the distance. Desperate, and trying to catch his breath, he falls to his knees. While he uses one hand to brace himself against the fall, the other one clutches his parcel against his chest as though his life depends on him not losing it. It was here, in this alleyway, that another sound could be heard accenting the patter of the rain and the booming of the thunder. Looking up, the desperate and soaked man hears the faint clicking of shoe against rock, as somebody approaches him.<br/><br/>The alleyway is blocked off from streetlights, making this newcomer's features completely impossible to make out. However, this newcomer looks down at the exhausted and tattered man as he is bombarded by the rain, an umbrella held safely above to protect the stranger from the onslaught of water coming from the sky. "Ah, so you're the one, huh? Took me long enough to find you." Judging from the voice, the newcomer was a man, though the night's darkness and the unforgiving weather made it impossible to distinguish any of his features. The tattered man scrambles backwards in fear, kicking at the ground to make a few more inches of distance between him and the newcomer. "Wh-who are you!? Stay back!!!"<br/><br/>The newcomer, cloaked in the darkness, approaches with slow and calm steps. "Relax, would ya? I'm just here to make sure that your package reaches it's client... A little extra insurance, that's all?" What!? But how was that possible? Did his guild hire an outsider behind his back? Well, sure he was a newcomer, and SURE this was his first solo mission, but to think that they had so little faith in him. The tattered man almost considered it something close to an insult, however, his train of thought derailed when the rain's assault suddenly vanished. Looking backwards, he came to the realization that the rain hadn't stopped, but rather, there was now a second newcomer standing behind him, holding an umbrella over him and shielding him from the rain. Wait, when did this guy show up? He didn't recall hearing so much as a single footstep, or getting the slightest trace of his presence before he had appeared with the umbrella. Since this second newcomer was completely still, almost to the point of lifelessness, the thief rose to his feet, turning his attention back towards the man that had spoken before. "But... I..."<br/><br/>"I already told you to relax, so just do it. Until you complete your contract, you're under the protection of Unreal Image."<br/><br/>The thief's eyes shot wide open at that name drop, and he couldn't help but take another step backwards.<br/>"U-unreal image!? Th-then you're..."<br/><br/>The lightning crackled, lighting the sky for just long enough to reveal a bright, confident smirk, along with a few bangs of bright red hair, from the newcomer.</em>