<div class="floatright">(http://i1234.photobucket.com/albums/ff406/Cal_Eternal_Blade/Character/Sigmund-3-1.jpg) (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8721)</div><div align="center"><strong>Writing Prompt</strong></div><br/>Demetri growled in frustration as he and his companions' were channeled through the water filled chute that had been triggered by a trap in the ruin. The pace at which he and his companions' were moving was astounding, and he couldn't help but recall a similar situation he had experienced almost three years prior. It was how he had gotten into Ameca from Galtea, and why he now sought out such ruins as the ones he and his companions now explored regularly. He focused his mind away from the past and tried to angle himself to where he would be able to land or dive in a manner that would allow him to escape injury, or so he hoped anyway. The current was strong as it pushed him down faster and faster, and he was certain his companions were at least having as much trouble as he.<strong>"BRACE YOURSELF!!!"</strong>He yelled out above the water level as he his eyes picked up a bright light at the end of the tunnel, and he tried to spot out the weakest of his party to make sure they made it through what ever happened next.<br/><br/>It was no use though, he couldn't see anything but the light ahead of him, and so he reached out and felt his hand grasp what felt like an arm. He jerked it to him even as the sudden rush that sent him flying out of the chute made his stomach churn.<strong>"ARHHH"</strong>He yelled as he felt himself fall from some height into a lake. On the way down he pulled the body he had grabbed hold of in the chute closer to him, and pointed them down for a dive. The water felt almost like it pierced his skin, but as the momentum let up he pushed himself up to the lake's surface to take count of his companions'. He gasped out for air as he surfaced, and looked about the lake.<strong>"Is everyone okay?!"</strong>Demetri said loudly, hoping none of them had been killed from the fall...<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Demetrius Lorain of Galtea: Melee Combatant</strong></div><br/>Demetri was the eldest son of a family known for wizards in Galtea's autocratic aristocracy, and while he didn't have anything against being a wizard he often felt like compared to his father and other members of his family he was incompetent to wield such magic. Instead of going the traditional rout for his family by signing up for the Galtean academy, he instead decided the military was a better fit. This caused a rift between he and his father, but he felt like it was something he'd be good at, and besides, the most notable figures in Galtea's two thousand years had been members of the military. His father ended up disowning him over the matter, and while this was hard for Demetri, it would have been even harder to try and fail at wizardry.<br/><br/>He managed to fly through the more youthful ranks, or that is until he was assigned a post to a pair of aging scholars researching Alterion ruins along Galtea's border. This was his first long term assignment, and he felt it was a useless waste of his abilities. Neither scholar, one an elderly wizard and the other a middle aged Priestess, needed his protection. Both could single handily smote most of the younger military personnel, but it was his assignment and so he trudged on with it. After what felt like an eternity of kicking the dirt in ancient ruins, they came across a particularly nasty trap which erased their minds of spells. It was only then Demetri realized why Galtea has assigned him this mission, but even still he was outclassed by the mixture of traps and monsters that littered the halls of the ruin.<br/><br/>It was when they were getting close to the entrance that he missed the wizards warning of a trap that due to his magics early on they had bypassed, and that was the end of his service to Galtea. He was sent down a chute that led to a river that escorted him to Ameca, it happened so fast he was sure that magic had to have been involved and that he hadn't just traveled several hundred miles in a few moments. At first he was going to head back to Galtea to report what had happened, but he ran into a group of adventurers along the way and hasn't looked back since. He now seeks to know more about the architecture of Alterion ruins, and to hopefully acquire enough wealth to start his own noble house back in Galtea.<br/><br/>(Not sure if the prompt was all that good, but I was having trouble thinking on a good situation to write about. Let me know what you think.)