<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/W_Avatar1.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Warren Phrynosoma</strong></span></span><br/><br/><hr/><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>    </td><td>Warren was not a person a who enjoyed flying a whole lot, but he had never known this before leaving his hometown for the first time. Riding the airship, along with dozens of other first year students, to the Sign Academy to begin his combat training, he had gotten quite... <em>uneasy</em>. To this day he still hoped that his half digested breakfast had not landed on top of some unfortunate by-passer's head far below.<br/><br/>Fortunately these days he could at least keep his meals inside while riding an aerial vehicle. The sense of unrest still remained though. Perhaps it was his heritage as a horned lizard faunus? If it had not been for the fact that this was a high priority mission, he'd have attempted to persuade his teammates to take transportation by land or sea for sure.<br/><br/>Once the team had safely landed, with a little help of their leader's gravity manipulation semblance, they gathered to discus their next course of action. The tanned Reyna pointed in a direction while claiming the salty scent of the ocean came strongest from there. Warren's tongue flicked out of his mouth for the briefest of moments, like in the blink of an eye.<br/><br/><strong>"She's right. It scent of the sea comes strongest from there."</strong> While his nose wasn't any more sensitive than that of a regular human, Warren's horned lizard faunus allowed him to "smell" much more accurately with his tongue. This made him a strong tracker. Flicking his tongue once more, he could pick up some more scents. <strong>"There's also... smoke and ash. The state of the town might be worse than we thought."</strong><br/></td></tr></tbody></table>