<strong>Alfred "Al" Birche</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Barrens<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Godmother, Jin, Neela<br/><hr/><br/>This was neat. He was rather pleased with how he could do this.  He wondered if he'd be able to do this in the 'real' world; but, even if he could, he thought, he wouldn't, because that would just invite trouble. And he didn't like trouble.<br/><br/>When the goblin gets to the fence, Al actually wills it to try and hack through the physical barrier, with its sword. However, when he hears the Mysterious Woman, the goblin disappeared. "Like before?" He'd ask. As he drew closer to the barrens, he would stop for a moment, and bend down to the ground, as if looking at something. And then, his hand slowly traced its way up into the air, as if it were gliding against some invisible object; though there wasn't one there.<br/><br/>What was he doing? 'Drawing' an outline of a door. Afterwards, he pantomimes 'opening' the imaginary door; and this real sized 'door' actually turns into the very real 'hole' that would allow them to go into the Dark Realm. The burst of horrendous smelling, cold mist would come gushing out of the entry, along with the deafening roar of a train... and those god damned, miserable little creepy-crawlies. Though he felt an acute fear and desire to turn right around and run away, he manages to will himself to stay; to hang back, close to Neela. It was more out of a desire to not show his fear than anything else. Crazy as it was, he was afraid of people seeing that he was afraid.<br/><br/>Once through, he would summon the goblin Aspect again. He'd hang back, while using his little marionette to go on a killing spree with its sword, hacking and slicing, and even cackling on occasion.