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Danae-Alisse: Polite applause rang out as Danae-Alisse brought her hands together, catching Arthur's eye and beckoning him over. A bit late, perhaps, but she wasn't one to rush outside of sports and battle. It was always good to have new blood in the house. An energetic boy to boot. Upon the...

Danae-Alisse: Danae-Alisse calmly watched the proceedings. While her hair was that of flame, her affinity was for the fluid, ocean element of water. A slight smile plaguing her lips that just reached her eyes. Just. While it happened every year, the wonder and joy of the students who looked...

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Name: Durran Servansky Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Personality: A good natured young man who enjoys the simple things in life. Like the leaves changing color, a freshly killed rabbit, babies being born, and just the socially usual day-to-day things of school. Most people find him quite...

Name: Dane-Alisse Thornbridge Age: 15 Gender: Female Appearance: Personality: Unequivocally known as the “Dorm-Mother,” Danae-Alisse is a calming, young woman who works to bring serenity and happiness wherever she goes. An emotional pillar that is both dependable and understanding, willing to...

Kota idly wondered how most anyone knew his name, least of all this Uiza-Jiybal-Naivk. Being a recluse, he didn't very much meet people. See them, certainly. One could hardly not, when one lived by a window. But, meeting them was, generally, an entirely different entity as fabrics and clothes he...

Kota’s message was delivered directly, having not attended the calling. Such was the respect the order gave him, as he looked out into the fading light. Though, the message came as a pleasant surprise. After all, they usually left him alone in his chamber. Content to let him weave clothing and...

Erenne looked over the parapet, having arrived only the day before. Idly, he wondered how many more were due to arrive. He hoped they'd start soon. The inactivity was killing him. If he didn't have elven blood running through his veins, it would have been a literal analogy. Sadly, inactivity...

(So we have where Kairin is. Now for my other, main character. Durdast.) A lone man, hooded and cloaked, strode from the fringes of the forest and onto the road that, at one time in the recent years, had tried to cut its way into the trees. Tried and failed. Vegetation had already reclaimed...

The trees whispered. They always did, but they mostly went unheard. Mutely chattering about every minute detail. From the passing hordes to the consistency of squirrel droppings. People passed under the boughs of forests without ever knowing that they were watched, eternally. Perhaps not with...

Vidar’s smile broadened. Broadened such that it brought out a merry laugh, pleased that he was for at least a talking companion who was willing to at least open up a bit, even though it was only a crack. A crack he fully intended to open, if he could. Vidar let Elise say her piece before he said...

Vidar was deep in his mental sanctuary. Both internally and externally, his heart was a forest. His heart was the forest. The world seemed to blend into a mismatched stream of reality and meditation. Dreamlike, he called it. But it was only like a dream and not truly one. Which meant there were...

Forrest heard the beginning of Charles's response before he swung himself up into the trees. Scrambling like a mad monkey, he swung, hurled, and leapt through the scratching branches to keep up with Charles and the demonic Nevermore. When he wanted to, the big man certainly moved fast. The...

(No worries Green.) Forrest's grin peeled wider upon spotting the sash. This was absolutely perfect then. As the Grimm charged forward, Forrest prepared to spring out of the way only to have Charles shove him. Almost sprawling, he ungracefully rolled to his feat. Teamwork, he thought, something...

Forrest nodded, understanding that at least he wasn't the only one clueless. "I'm Forest," he said after Charles gave his name while worry nagged at the back of his mind. He'd never had to deal with Grimm in the city before and that creature and the Nevermore, as Charles had called it, was not...

Alfhild met Deidre's gaze as calmly as she could. Dreams always stirred her up, but long years of them and campaigning had long since taught her to keep control over them. They didn't pertain to any sort of future sight or special significance. At least, none that she could immediately see...

Forest shrugged. He hadn't expected to run into someone so quickly, but rapidly worked to take it into his stride. The person was well armed and armored, coated in plates. Forest wasn't exactly sure to think of it beyond wondering how much such a suit must cost. The man's weapon, the voice...

Deirdre's story was surprising in mainly how short it was. As if some bridge had been crossed over the waters of life for it. Alfhild didn't comment on it, however. If Deirdre was hiding, or wanted to skip, things about her past, it made little difference to her. That said, Deirdre's tale did...

Vidar had sang softly as they went, ever mixing Noric and the common speech. While the two ought to sound disharmonious to most ears, Vidar had successfully blended them together somehow. The snatches that could be understood, gave hints to songs about starting journeys, choices, nature, and the...

With Stravos effectively settled and not in any immediate danger for the moment, Vidar turned to Isaac, who was still lying on the ground. "Of course we're coming with you," he called over to Elise, "how could we not?" It was natural, wasn't it? The journey had just begun and there was quite a...