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Yeah I posted in The Gardens.

The soft and energizing glow from the morning sun strikes its rays upon Liam's skin and he closes his eyes as he indulges himself in the pleasure of being up early in the morning. The smell of nature in the gardens at this time of day made him feel calm and at peace. The atmosphere was breezy...

Can we start RPing already? And also, is there a plot or anything?

Name: Liam Smith Raxon Gender: Male Age: 25 Nationality: Pavlovo Appearance: Stands and 5'10 with medium-length jet black hair that is swept to the side. His eyes glow a bright sapphire blue and seem to pop out at night, especially when under the moonlight. Has a Greek nose and thin lips. His...

Algor expresses a hint of pity at his words, his eyes on him. "well, you did what you could. That's what's important. At a time like this, in the dark happy fun-land outside, can't expect to save everyone. Just do what you can and that's enough," Algor leans back and rests on his arms, his eyes...

"no no, I don't mean an actual, physical rope. I meant that figuratively, I meant I could teach you all about anything and everything that is even closely related to this job," Algor jumps off the crate and lands right in front of her. "So what is it you wanna be on this ship anyways? Medic...

"see more of the world huh? Well, what better way than to get into transportation I guess," Algor jumps on top of a crate and sits down. "Capable, and that's about it. She's not as good as me though," Algor points to himself proudly. "I'm honestly shocked you went to her in the first place...

Algor simply followed along with the group in silence, keeping to the back of bunch and watching his surroundings. The docks aren't exactly the safest place in town. When they got the red ship that sat idle at it's docking bay, a smile appeared on his face. He recalls the time he tried to...

Algor followed then to the back of the shop and and stops at the back door. He turns around to look at the inside of the shop properly, as if trying to get a good picture of the place in his mind. He doesn't usually goes into the shop. It's usually his crew mates that come in here asking for...

By instinct, Algor's hand instantly grabs the handle of his sword as soon as he heard the door open. he turns around and his eyes land on a man unfamiliar to him. It wasn't until Sylvia greeted him that Algor let of the hilt of his blade, easing down. Algor walks over to him at the door and...

Algor looks over to the girl Sylvia mentioned and gave her a smile. "Sure. I'd love to show a newbie around. and having to heads lead the charge is always better than one, right?" Algor turns and walks towards Rosanna and holds out his hand. "Hi, my name's Algor. Algor Solvinus. I am the uh...

"hey Sylvia," Algor walks into the shop and looks around. "business is going very well actually. I just earned myself a raise. Perks of being a talkative guy, am I right?" His eyes land on the other two people that were in there with them. "I'm assuming that was Ada who was following the courier...

"hey hey watch it!" Argor shouted out into the darkness. What a frickin hellhole this place has become. It already was kind of a shitfest before, but now its even more so. The noise and traffic is beyond control. The whole sun level is in complete darkness and it worries Argor. He worries for...

Wasn't sure if the world had any form of education but I went with it anyway.

Name:Algor Solvinus Gender: Male Age: 30 Class: Human Godly Parent: — Relationships: He has a twin sister and younger brother he cares so dearly for. Role: Transport pilot for both passenger and materials. Occasionally helps her sister at her shop (I'm assuming shops exist in Auroris)...

"Look pal, I'm totally clueless on this thing. You're the one who came to me about this. You should've thought more carefully before actually going out looking for help," Draken leans his back against the wall. "look, do you know where this thing is? Or how we can get to it? We can come up with...

" you don't have a plan? Seriously?" Draken crosses his arms. He ponders in his mind a bit, debating on whether this wolf was for real or not. "You're looking at me like you're expecting me to hatch up a plan for us. You're the one who invited me into this whole ordeal, you should be the one...

"If what you say is true, and this darkness is threatening everyone in Etoliea, then I shall do what I can to help. Just tell me how, when and where," Draken gets up and walks away, looking for his sister. When he finds her, he puts his hand on her shoulder. "take good care of Tyra and Lairis...

"and what do you plan to do? What were you hoping for in telling me this?" Draken wanted to know his intentions. He was concerned about this threat, yes, but what is he supposed to do about it? Draken looks over at his 500-year old niece. "Tyra, go play with your brother in the courtyard," the...

"well then...Let's come into my shop. we can discuss this in there. Out here seems a bit unsuitable for something so 'big'," Draken gets up and leads the wolf back to the lava fall and into his workshop. He sits down on a rock chair and lets out a sigh. "I don't have any refreshments around...