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Lucas's brow was heavy with sweat, as he struggled to combat the forces of nature. "LUCAS! SHE'S BURNING!" Ayeika panicked, grasping onto Lucas. "You're not helping sister..." Lucas grunted. Something was trying to take control of he weather from him, and it was with terrifying clarity he heard both his sister and the screams of the girl. He could see nothing within the flames other than her, though she was screaming as if something was in there with her. "Do something! At this rate she'll die!" Lucas struggled with all his might, and then abandoned his quest. Summoning all his reserves of strength, he waved his arms, and spoke."Rain!" Ayeika twirled in place, and sent her illusion. A ripple of force appeared, and shot to the flames. Syncing their spells, they managed to put out the flames, and spring an illusion of the fire still going. The priest was none the wiser, and the twins immediately stepped into action. Ayeika withdrew two potions from her pouch she wore at her side, and drank them right after. The twins nodded to one another, and ran into the crowd. OOC: If anyone wants to step in, then go ahead and help. We need to get together though, and band and journey as one team. Also, when in such situations, short, sweet posts are good, as in actual games fighting takes FOREVER! but, then we have more of a chance to inter act in battle.

Excellent. I look forward to your post.

Take your time. I happen to have a zinger instore for everyone...

Very well. We await your post. We've set it up to where three of us have potentially joined together. Now for the others.... Lucas and Ayeika are also planning on talking about freeing the girl. In front of Kinenda, regardless of her reactions to what they might do. Kinenda, it's also your show.

Rayne smiled, knowing his place in the school. Tahlia had frozen in front of him, staring at something by the entrnce to the school. It was then he noticed it as well. Playing the part of leader and insuring a bit more of any kind of cover they had, Rayne walked up to her, and smacked her back, hard. "AH HA HA HA! THERE YOU ARE!" Byu laughing loudly, people's attention was drawn to him, and away from Tahlia. "I was wondering where you went!" Tahlia now starred at him, and wasn't all all surprised when he heard a snide, female voice. "With all the racket, you'd think there were devils nearby." The crowd parted, and the cheerleaders were there, each looking extremely displeased and malicious. "New kids, eh?" "Yes, Martie. Fresh meat." Another replied to he first. They were each preppy in their own way, and wore heavy make-up. They were each of different ethnicities, though Rayne doubted these were the girl's true forms. "Indeed, ladies." He spoke, pushin up his glasses. He wore a simple short sleeved dress shirt, along with black slacks and tennis shoes. He sore a studded collar with the top two unbuttoned holes of his shirt, showing a faint trace of the flawless skin of his chest. Turning to the female demons, he smiled, and bowed. "As such, we are quite honored to attend school here. We're simply new, and quite the family. Perhaps you ladies would like to play a game with us later." Rayne smiled, though it was far from benevolent. The girls smiled as well, though their leader smirked. "You sure you want to do that? We play a little rough." The girls behind her tittered with laughter, and Rayne giggled as well. "Playing nice isn't in my vocabulary. You're more than welcome to be as rough as you like." "Good. We'll be seeing you." "And I you." Rayne glance over, at the one who appeared identical to Tahlia. She was looking on at her, and only when Tahlia stood up, did the girl walk away. "You okay?" "Fine..." "Liar. Rayne pointed up to the roof of the school. "There. After third period."

Sweet deal. I hope you two are prepared for the chaos....

On returning to the town of Renseng, Lucas twirled his hand around in the air, and the rain began pouring down again, and he smiled. "Rather fitting, don't you think? Rain for a cold and unfriendly night of dark happenings..." "Yes, quite." Ayeika replied. "Though, I doubt it will put a damper on any plans to rise against the Lord." Ayeika pointed to the large mob gathering around the priest. "I think that proof." The crowd was shouting, and raising torches and various farm equipment, screaming for the fall of Lord Dalmasca. Night had long since fallen. "Mathias claims to do the God's work! Blasphemy, I say! It is time to do away with his insane crusade!" The crowd roared, and began to march. Ayeika closed her eyes, and sighed. "Brother, do you think we should go with them?" Lucas shook his head. "I think we might be better suited to stay within the town, Sister. I doubt this is any of our immediate concern. Perhaps when they come back, we can go and help the lady Hope through this." "You're right, as usual." Lucas shook his head, smiling. "I am simply doing what I am obligated to do." Ayeika looked sidelong at her brother. "Those duties ended a long time ago, Lucas. We are no longer bound by our roles we played..." Ayeika looked down to her feet. "Those roles drew to a close so very long ago." "My duties as a brother will never end. I am supposed to protect you, and keep you safe. More than likely, it will get very ugly at the castle, and I don't want to see you hurt." Ayeika giggled, ever so innocently, as she did so very long ago and only within her present company. "I see. Truely, I do not deserve a brother like you." Lucas took her hand ever so gently, and smiled wide. "Don't worry about such things. My reward is your smile alone." The two siblings retreated back into the town as the storm began another downpour, the villagers now long gone, their torch lights having faded from sight. The two noticed the halfling watching from within the inn's large bay window in the tavern. Having nothing better to do for the moment, the siblings paid for another room, and ordered dinner. Approaching the halfling, they smiled, and introduced themselves. "Greetings, hafling. Do you mind if we join you?" The halfling smiled as well. "Yes, it indeed was pleasant chatting with the two of you, though I can't quite recall your names." Lucas gave a polite bow, and guestured to his sister. "This is Ayeika, and I am Lucas. Might we know your name as well? We've seen you around here for some time, are you stuck in town too because of the weather?" "Yes, traveling in such weather is quite difficult. I am Kinenda. Might I ask why you two are here?" Ayeika spoke, her voice as sweet as honey. "We are simply wanders without a home. My brother is quite talented with latent magics concerning sorcery, and I am a traveling bard. We make our living wandering from town to town." While Ayeika spoke only the truth, she wasn't revealing the twin's sordid past. "We hail from the northern lands." "Ah, that would explain the delicate skin tone the two of you have. I am from here within the Empire." As Kinenda spoke with the twins, she couldn't help but notice their eyes, of how peculiar the hue was. Kinenda had never seen such a beautiful teal color, let alone as the color of someone's eyes. Something about them seemed to tingle in the back of her mind, though she couldn't think of what. However, it didn't seem as if she couldn't trust these two, they seemed quite genuine. As the topic of conversation turned, they spoke of the Lord Dalmasca and his daughter. It was a shame the daughter would lose her father, though perhaps she would be spared the wrath of the crowd. From what Lucas and Ayeika had learned earlier from various townspeople, her father was quite strict, though she could never harm even a fly. She was kind and gentle, the complete opposite of the Lord Dalmasca, as well as quite the beauty. The topic then changed again, to the educations of the three, though Lucas was by far of the more immpressive educational background, as he began to speak in fluent Halfling. He quoted many different scriptures of Elven liturature, Dwarven, Auran, Aquan, and the language of nobles, High Court. Ayeika only knew Common, Halfling, and Auran. However, she didn't speak of her learning, or where, and Lucas didn't speak of where he had learned either, simply saying they doubted Kinenda had ever heard of it. Kinenda allowed them to hide where they were from, knowing everyone had their secrets. Soon enough, however, a far smaller crowd of villagers returned, with a female figure dressed in rags and bound at her ankles and wrists, she was being dragged along, though she wasn't resisting, seemingly already broken. It was a beautiful woman, her figure slight and yet voluptuous. "Hope." Ayeika stated, watching the viliagers drag her along. The priest pointed his staff at the girl, and screamed. "Take the demon spawn to the solitary confinement house! She will be burned at the stake for all her father's sins and her own sin's against the Gods!" Ayeika gasped, as did the halfling. Lucas looked as if he would be ill. Several minutes later the vilagers began to come into the pub, and it wasn't hard to over hear what had happened. The Lord Dalmasca had in fact been a demon, and using his demon powers had killed a vast majority of the group before returning to some other plane, most likely the Abyss, the home plane of demons. Hope had been brought back to await execution. The three of them sat in silence, listening to the jeers and cheers of the villagers. Lucas stood, and spoke. "Kinenda, would you excuse us? I think this might be a tad much right now for us. You are more than welcome to join us, if you like." "I would be more than happy to. This tavern is a bit crowded for my taste as well."

Well, Excel says it's cool. Feel free to post your character, fighter.

Lucas and Ayeika awoke early the next morning, to the sounds of someone sobbing in the tavern of the inn. On venturing down the strairs, they noticed an old woman crying softly, with many of her fellow villagers gathered around her. "He's a beast!" the woman sobbed. "Why? He was just a boy! And he took my husband, too, after he tried to get that horrible man to leave us our son!" Lucas and Ayeika had sat down at one of the tables, and ordered a nice breakfast for the two of them. They listened intently, and knew that it had been Lord Dalmasca who had taken the boy and the father to be in his army. "These people will soon rise up against Dalmasca." Lucas stated, and Ayeika nodded. "It's a shame. Dalmasca's daughter... I don't think she has had any part of his affairs, and she will suffer the concequences as well." "Should we help her?" Lucas asked, as the inn keeper brought them the breakfast they had desired. A halfling the two of them had seen the previous night came down the stairs then, looking at the two of them once more. Lucas stuffed his mouth full of delicious eggs, and gulped down his breakfast rather quickly. Ayeika took her time, still retaining her regal habits. Lucas' head turned skyward, and he said, "I hope the storm calms down soon." "I do too, Brother." Ayeika smiled, as suddenly the storm outside began to calm itself, Lucas smiling as well. It was still raining, but much less in amount. "It seems it has, Sister." "Indeed, Brother." Ayeika finished her brekfast, and stood. "I think we should go for a walk. Maybe some fresha air will do us a world of good." Outside, a commotion was rising, as people heeded the words of the priest as he called down the heavens, casting down the actions of Lord Dalmasca. Ayeika and Lucas leaned against a wall to hear him out, though they were soon bored. They saw the priest soon leave, headed somewhere unknown. "Let's follow him." Ayeika said, and Lucas nodded. "It could be fun..." The sibling duo smiled, and Lucas cast one of his spells, making the two of them invisible, and then with the ability for them to fly. As such, they were unable to be detected through sight or sound. The siblings floated after the priest, watching him walk along the dirt path. Lucas allowed the rain to let up, though did not allow the clouds to clear. The priest stopped in his path, and turned to the sounds of horses galloping. Three men approached the small stone and thatchwork hut to the twins' left, and one of them easily reconized as Lord Dalmasca. A young boy ran into the house, and the two men riding aside the Lord were motioned inside, and their intention was obvious, they were there to take the boy. Lucas and Ayeika watched, though they were paralized with fear, unable to help. Lord Dalmasca only came down when the men were dragging the boy from the house. "Mother! Father!" The boy yelled, struggling against his captors. "Please, let the boy stay!" The man's father asked, and ran to the Lord. Holding up a bag of coins, he pleaded for his son. "Please, take this money, and leave the boy!" Lord Dalmasca only responded by kicking the man away. "I have no use for your money! It's souls I'm after!" Lord dalmasca was indeed an intimidating figure, and even though the siblings remained unseen, they too were afraid of the sheer aura of the Lord, of the power he eminated. The older woman fell to her knees, and in a frightened state of anger, she screamed at the Lord. "You beast! He's just a boy!" The priest however, remained unfazed. "Only the Gods can take charge of men's souls, Mathias. Or have you forgotten your place in their grand plans?" "The god's plan? Oh no, I haven't forgotten." The Lord laughed. "There is work to be done, and I have a war to wage. Take the boy!" Thunder eminated across the sky, and Lucas twitched. He hadn't mentally commanded the storm to begin doing so. "I bellow, and the gods answer. Satisfied, Priest?" the Lord bellowed his laughter. The priest only stared angrily. "Perhaps you worship the wrong gods." The Lord only snorted. "The gods work in mysterious ways." He ushered his horse, and galloped away with his men with the boy. Lucas and Ayeika sighed, now free of the mysterious aura. The priest held the sobbing woman, and looked to the sky, which had now begun to let loose with a light rain. "O' lord, why have you forsaken us?" Lucas and Ayeika dispersed with their magic, and walked up to the priest and the woman. Lucas waved his hand through the air, and the woman's eyes grew hazy and clouded, before falling into a deep sleep. "That will help her for now." Lucas stated. And moved to help the priest move the poor woman to a bed. Ayeika stood nearby, watching in case the Lord decided to cause more trouble. On leaving the cottage, the Priest looked to Lucas and Ayeika, before nodding his head. "She will sleep for awhile. I must return to the villliagers, and so gather them to march upon the Lord's castle. Thank you for your aide." The priest walked back to the villiage, and Lucas and Ayeika looked to each other. "Think we should travel to the Dalmasca estate?" "Yes. I want to watch this... and help if nessessary." OOC: Alright, come evening, the priest is going to call upon the villiagers to march and end the Lord Dalmasca. Excel wants to get one more post in before that. Feel free to post going aroundd the villiage, or even joining up with us.

eh... i'll let it slide, though the real issue will be if Excel will.

More or less, flavor description. Write it in your own words, how you like.

yes, my dear Takuuya. Feel free to join. We happen to need a healer in the party.

The big problem with druids is that they are all but useless in cities. Hopefully, for your character's sake, we'll be sticking to nature. Also, druids tend to be rather neutral and well educated. if you so choose to be rather feral, then you better be damn descriptive about your character's past.

I pray this works.... If there's anything you guys want to know about DandD spells or abilities, this is the site to reflect on. This will be the site Excel and I use when fleshing out our adventures. It will also help us stay true to the Dungeons and Dragons contexts and basis of the table top version of the game. That's what we want to do. Lucas's character abilities are also on this site, though Ol' Fighter, yours are not. I'm willing to over look it as a magical item of some sort, but not as a bardic ability. Sorry dude. Ayeika is a bard, look at her specialties, a draw some of your own. Or look at the site linked here and read up on bards. [I][B][SIZE="4"][COLOR="Magenta"]BOOKMARK IT![/COLOR][/SIZE][/B][/I] Trust me, it will help me and Excel out alot if you guys do. If you want ot reasearch something, this is the site to use. [url]http://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/Main_Page[/url]

Do we get to be nifty? How do we win? *plots for his OB family to win*

OOC: I'll show you guys how to play as DND characters... XD "Sister, did you see that? She looked so sad..." Lucas remarked, looking in the direction of where the woman had been taken. "Lord Dalmasca, I've heard, is quite the warmonger. He leads a crusade, though rarely do any of the men he takes for his army ever return to their families. And those who do... well... They're scarred." Ayeika responded. She sighed, and continured. "In any case, there's nothing we can do about it for now." The twins looked down the street one last time, before making their way to the inn. They were dressed quite cordially, Lucas in his black suit, and Ayeika in her rather revealing get up. Ayeika wore a simple hakama, the front wide open to reveal wrappings around her torso. Her legs were clad in skin tight leather pants with matching boots. Ayeika was her usual wild and untamable self, while Lucas was slightly more reserved. The key word in that phrase being 'slightly'. Lucas walked next to his sister as they made their way to the local inn, though they passed an Angry looking preist, Ayeika peered at him for but a moment as they walked, and then looked back in front of her. She'd studied enough of his body language to know he wasn't someone she'd get along with. "Brother, does it seem.... like that preist is just looking for someone to condemn to you?" "I didn't notice." Lucas snorted. "Though I don't doubt it. Do you know of him?" "All I know is that in this villiage, there is only one preist, Father Remquist of the church of Pelos. From what little I can tell, he's not the sort who beleives in much other than in black and white terms. Better we don't reveal ourselves." Lucas shrugged, throwing his hands into the air. "I don't see a point in why we came here. There isn't much for us to do." Lucas' teal eyes looked to his sister out of the corner of his eye. "And there is no strong magic here, though I did sense something from Lord Dalmasca and his daughter. Ayeika nodded. "I felt it, too. And I didn't like it. Perhaps there's more to him than people know. But, we can have some fun for now, right? We can use the opportunity of 'bad weather' to learn more about our dear Lord." Ayeika's mouth drew into a smile, and Lucas found his expression to match hers. "Of course, sister. Shall I make it rain?" Ayeika nodded. "Make it a little worse than just rain." They were drawing close to the inn, and Lucas snapped his fingers. Overhead, clouds began to over take the bright, shining moon. A distant rumble of thunder made the ground shake as they entered the inn. As soon as they stepped inside, lightning flashed across the sky, followed by an emourmous rumble. "Evening, sir." Ayeika approached the inn keeper, and smiled brilliantly. "My brother and I would like a room for the night. This storm came out of no where!" "That'll be twenty gold peices for the both of you." Ayeika smiled again, and drew the desired gold from a pouch on her hip. "Here you are." Ayeika glanced to her brother, who nodded slightly. Another rumble of thunder roared overhead, rattling the inn. The inn keeper shook his head. "There'll be a bad storm tonight... I think you'll find our beds to be some of the most comfortable around." "I'll take your worrd for it." The inn keeper handed her a key, and the brother and sister sat in the tavern drinking and talking with other patrons. They laughed and made merry, knowing they weren't suspected in the slightest for the storm raging outside. Indeed, it was the siblings own private joke as they conversed and learned as much as they could about Lord Dalmasca and his daughter. Ayeika was a natural, being flirtacious and vibrant, while Lucas simple got patrons plastered to get what he desired to know. Lucas, however, was keeping a distant mind on his storm, they wanted to know what they could, in case they should decide to interveine. However, they found out much more than they thought they would. It seemed that Lord Dalmasca had always been like he was, seemingly growing older at a much slower rate than any normal human. He had suppsedly been in his thirties when he had married a local countess, and she had moved into Lord Dalmasca's castle. Now, almost twenty-five years later, with a twenty-two year old daughter, the Lord Dalmasca had only a patch of grey running through his beard. His daughter, Hope, apparently strikingly resembled the now deceased Lady Dalmasca, who had died over five years ago, from a disease of unknown origin. As for Lord Dalmasca's crusade, no one really seemed to be sure what it was about, other than needless slaughter. The town preist had already seen his fair share of young men brought back in white cloths, they stained with the blood of the slain wrapped inside. More often than not, not even bodies were returned from the battles that took place, and almost never were living survivors. Only Lord Dalmasca himself seemed to survive, over and over. Lucas and Ayeika definitely knew something wasn't right. But, from all they could tell, it seemed Hope was often left alone, and it seemed that all Lord Dalmasca cared for was his crusade. In the wee hours of the morning, with the storm raging still outside, the twins retreated back to their room, to discuss all they had learned in hushed voices. All in all, it did not bode well for anyone with the Lord unchecked. Lucas, before retreating to his bed, cast his alarm spell on the door and the windows. Should anyone try to come through them, a loud, whirring buzzing noise would sound, surely waking everyone up in the inn. Lucas would disarm the spell in the morning before they left to go about the town. They would convieniently have to stay another day, as the roads would be too wet to trek on from the torrential rain that would persist for another two days entirely, thanks to Lucas' ability. But, while Ayeika drifted off to sleep, she couldn't help but feel a forboding sense of danger, lingering over the whole town.

Dunan: *sits down and starts eating popcorn and watches the others* Dunan: I am so not involved. Dawner: *Is chasing Anya again* Anya: *Pulls a bottle of hair gel from her kimono* TAKE SOME HAIR GEL! *blasts Dawner with it* Dunan: That was mine! And it wasn't hair gel.. Dawner and Anya: Then what was it? Dunan: Our edible underwear paste.:devil: Dawner: :wow: Anya::sick:

We need a dwarf.... and a half orc.....We're almost all human, with like... two exceptions.... But, this will do. Feel free to post anytime. And Ol' Fighter, Please make the ocular powers like... magical sunglasses or something. That's all I ask. If I could figure out how the hell to do so, I'd add an attachment to this post so everyone can have a few copies of the different books we use.

Dunan: *walks in* *walks out*

I'm actually going to play as two characters. Twins in fact. [B][I]Ayeika Iycewind: The Daughter of Evil[/I][/B] Age: 18 Race: Human Class: Bard Specialties: Ayeika is highly skilled at dicerning truth from lies and bluffing and obtaining information. She is also adept at both singing and dancing. Weapons: Ayeika weilds weapons, relying on her spells instead. However, she does weild a rapier when her magical reserves are drained. Her rapier has been magiced, it has a tendency to do worse damage than a normal rapier. Magical Items: Ayeika's clothing is highly magical, able to take on the appearence of anything she wishes. Ayeika ruled a kingdom from the age of eight to when she was fifteen. Corrupted by the pain she continually felt, she deliberately drove the kingdom right into the ground, as a means of vengeance to those who had hurt her. Continually. she prtrayed the image of an evil ruler. Claiming all she saw as hers, she perpetually indulged in greed, exploiting her people and the heiarchy that supported her power as ruler. Even when she was reunited with the person whom she had been separated from, the separation of which had caused her seemingly mad reign of terror, it was far too late. She couldn't change her ways. Known as the Daughter of Evil or the Evil Flower of Dainty Doom, there was an ursurping of power, in which she was captured and sentenced to death by the guilotine. The princess Ayeika died that day, or so it has been said. The truth, far surpasses the many songs that have been sung in memory of this kingdom of inhumanity. The truth? The whole story? Only Ayeika, the former princess of this nation knows. At the present date, her kingdom has been forgotten, dismissed as only a fairytale, spawned from the imaginations of bards who sing of the frozen wastelands to the distant north, spurned evermore still from the tales of barbarians hailing from the frigid northern lands of buildings and people and animals eternally frozen within the ice, caused supposedly by a spell to eternally end the Kingdom Of Treacherous Inhumanity. No one dares venture into these frigid climes, for fear of ending up as fodder for this tale. However, far too many years ago, all of this within the now whimsical bardic tales took place. But there's far more to the story. Care to listen? These bardic songs tell of The Daughter Of Evil, a Princess of only age sixteen. the songs alude to a northern area, far beyond the reach of time, and the songs are as varied in perspective as there were supposedly 'power players' in this tale. However, there is one predominate song, told from the perspective of the princess, or so it's claimed. The song itself is worded exactly as thus following: There was once upon a time in another place, An evil kingdom whom no person dared to face. And the ruler was a girl so mean, A tiny little princess of only age sixteen. So many furnitures littered her abode, Her loyal servant who's likeness surely showed, And a horse with the name of Josephine. All the riches of the world is what she had claimed. (in a voice visualized as the princess) "If your short on money that's no fearful thing, Just take it from those you dangle on a string. To those who who feel they want to bring me down, They'll just tidy up my gown. Now, bow unto me." Evil flower, Steadily blooms With an array of colorful doom. But the weeds who feel they want to stay, They'll just die and feed her the same anyway. The princess held a love for a man Who wasn't very much her fan. But instead He chose the neiboring girl A green Whose eyes shone like a pearl. The Princess knew this and was filled with rage, And so she called upon her minister locked within her cage. And so she then said in a voice to not to be heard, "Lay waste to the country of Green." Houses of the people went up in flames, So many voices whom would never make a sound. Death comes to the Princess of Green. The people who had suffered so much pain Didn't get any pity from the one who'd slain. "Oh, it's time for tea." Evil flowers, Steadily bloom, With an array of bloodied doom. Even though the flower is so very refined, The thorns had driven its garden to decline. To defeat the princess was no easy task, But the people could no longer wear their mask. Like a flock of birds they were led by A Red lady mercenary into the night. All the anger that had built up over the years Now consumed them without any fears But the army was battered from the Green war Their attacks were not much of a chore. They fell the countrymen and surrounded the court The servants ran away as time was short The little woman princess would not pose a fight She was finally captured in the night! "How disrespectful." Evil flower Steadily blooms With an array of funnest doom Now the paradise the princess had made for herself Came crashing down around her. There was once upon a time in another place An evil kingdom whom no one dared to face And the ruler was a girl so mean A tiny little princess of only age sixteen. She was to be killed at three o'clock When the church bells resounded a tock The girl who was once royalty Was now locked up with no loyalty. At the time the chosen death came The church bells to her sounded rather lame Without looking to the faces of the crowd Said she with eyes in a shroud, "Oh, it's tea time." (there is the sound of a guilotine at this point in the song) Evil flower, Whom did steadily bloom With an array of such fun and colorful doom. Now the people speak of her without a second thought The Daughter of Evil had received what she sought. But, as so thus there is this song, there are many others, each revealing one more part of the story, or rather at least another perspective. In conjunction with the song 'The Daughter Of Evil' these too are sung, there are many plays and performances with these songs linked together. They are often common, many people know of songs themselves, though the real story behind it all has been all but forgotten, the songs being all that's left, dismissed as a fairytale. The true story? The princess had a twin brother. As young children, they would laugh and play together within their garden of their mother, a short distance from the castle. The princess gave to her brother a single locket, made of gold, and then thus the princess was violently taken away, doomed to rule the kingdom. This was a deep and emotionally scarring event, causing her to possibly go quite mad. She thus made a desicion, she would become evil, and thus destroy her own kingdom, for the abuse and torment she had to endure. Years later, her brother would resurface, having snuck into the kingdom, and into the palace, proving himself to be her brother with the locket she had given to him those so many long years ago. As such, she made him her personal servant, and thus did she begin to smile once more, at least when only he was around. But she was so steeped now in her evil ways that she could not change. Her brother became her only means of salvation, at least while they were alone. There would be several more tyranical and inhumane years with the Princess ruling the country. But, then the princess waged war with the neiboring country within her nation, and her own brother killed the princess of that country. It was shortly afterward that the princess dicovered that she had made her brother kill the person he had fallen in love with. Indeed, the Princess of Yellow had ordered the Princess of Green killed because the Green and the Prince of blue had fallen in love. But, the princess only continued her reign, despite feeling guilty for what she had done, at least to her own brother. After the death of the Princess of the neiboring country, the war escallated, and eventually the fight was brought to the castle where the evil Princess reigned. As thus, the kingdom was seiged, and the castle overtook. The princess had wanted this all along, and thus awaited them to come. She hadn't wanted things to go this far, but in the end it didn't matter. She began to cry, and she turned to her brother, the only servant who had stayed. Her brother snatched her up, and smiled. He made her put on his clothing, and forced her out of her dress, and put it on himself, as time was short, saying that as they were twins, no one would know the difference. The brother removed from the pocket of his pants the single locket she had given him so long ago. He placed it into her hand, and then pushed her through a door as the army seiging the castle was barging up the stairwell to seize the princess in the throne room. The princess herself watched silently as her brother was taken away, shedding her tears, knowing her brother would take her place at the guilotine. Her brother was now to pay for her life with his. The Servant became the princess, and the princess became a fugitive. The girl, stripped of her crown, wandered the streets, unsure of what to do. Then the time came for the 'princess' to be executed. She watched, helpless to do anything. Her brother looked at her from his place upon the guilotine, watching only her. The princess knew that this wasn't right, it should have been her up there. The church tower began to ring, and her brother only smiled as he looked at her. "Oh, It's tea time." The princess didn't even have time to cry out to her brother. With a sudden swish, it was over. The princess stared in horror, and her guilt swelled up ever more. Even then, moments away from death, he had still tried to console her. Before, tea time had always been at three. As people walked away, the princess sobbed there on the ground, unable to even cry out in sorrow, clutching the locket in her hand. The lead woman who had led the assult upon the castle came over to her, and smiled, holding out her music box, a present given to her by her brother on her last birthday. The "Lady of Red" indeed knew that it had been the servant upon the guilotine, but she made no attempt to warn anyone, only she handed to the former princess her music box. The princess would disappear that day, never to be heard from again. Ayeika was that princess, and she now regrets all of her desicions, having that they had cost her the one person who loved her most. She became a wanderer within her nation,taking to the ways of the bard, and continuously hearing then of the ensuing power struggle going on to claim what remained of her Kingdom.A mere few months later, with the entire nation war-torn and disabled, a powerful mage took over it all, eternally freezing the nation and all of it's people, animals, plants, and buildings. The nation is a frigid waste, and seldom do people dare to venture there. And thus he did so to silence the nation once and for all, dooming it to obscurity and to be forgotten. Rumor has it that he chose the fate of this kingdom as a cruel joke, being that the executed princess' last name was 'Iycewind'. At the grief of losing all of the nation as well, the princess took a drought of a living death spell, hoping to forever sleep, as she felt she should, after everything she had done. And now, as she had been responsible for the deaths of thousands in her war, she was ironically the only survivor of the entire nation. So, she felt that death was her only means of repentance, even though for someone like her there was no such thing as atoning for her sins, and she knew it. So, feeling she didn't truely deserve the sweet release of death, but now no longer did she possibly deserve to continue living, she would drink the potion. Since then, she has slept, never aging, never waking. She was entombed, with a plaque over the entrance, labeling her indeed the 'Daughter of Evil' as bardic songs were beginning to call her, and indeed her tomb opening was inscribed with the song depicing her. Two hundred years have passed while the princess slept. Her nation has remained untouched, with the only people telling of it now are the bards and the occasional adventurer who stumbled upon something frozen within the wastes, perhaps a villiager or a small town, or even better yet still the Castle of the Princess or her neiboring countries. The more chilling finds are the villiages filled with frozen people, amisdt what appears to be a land frozen in the middle of spring. There is no life within the boundaries of the nation. All of it's treasures lie buried with the ice, forgotten by time. Occasionally, ruined buildings poke up from the mounds of snow and ice, the ruins of buildings destroyed in the great war. Yet, there are entire cities still standing, untouched by war and forever buried within the snow of this eternal and twisted winter wonderland. It has only within the past few months that Ayeika has awoken from her slumber, awoken by a powerful force that disipated the magic keeping her asleep. As such, she is trying to dicern why fate had her reawoken, and for purpose she must serve. He has discoveredd of the tyranny of the Prince of Ereillion, and she feels it sounds a little too familar, and far more sinister. Learning this, she has made her own conclusions as to why the fates had roused her from her sleep. Ayeika dares not return to her nation, the guilt of all that happened still rests heavily on her shoulders, She cannot face the frozen faces of those who had survived the war, and even now, so many years later, they still haunt her restless dreams. Only by ending the Prince, will she ever hope to be able to face her deepest fears and perhaps find salvation from her past. As she has travelled, she has discovered that nothing has changed in her nation. Spring has never come, nor does it seem that it ever will. Such seems to be the fate of Lossouls, to remain ever frozen, forgotten by time. She's heard various tales that adventures tell of a castle in the northern lands, where there seems to be a continual flowing of magic. When she's asked what the castle looked like, she has discovered it is her own. So, it is something within her own castle that keeps the nation eternally frozen. In the mean time, she uses her own unique abilities to further the causes of good. Manipulation and domination have always been her specialties, so she uses them to thwart those who would do evil. In esscence, she is the the dark side of good. But, she hides her true identity as the fallen princess of long ago, being that she doesn't need trouble here and now. Her eyes are the color teal, like the waters of the ocean when calm. Genetically, people from her country had more eye colors, such as the teal of Ayeika's own, or purple, red, or even grey. Ayeika has no fears about her identity being discovered, as most of the world has forgotten the nation of Lossouls even existed, let alone the eye colors typical of the Royal family. Rarely, there have been paintings of Ayeika that have surfaced, usually owned by kings and art galleries across the world. However, as one would expect, no one knows who the woman portrayed even is, other than the subject herself. Sometimes, Ayeika sees a painting of her and her brother, and it brings back all of the painful memories that while are still fresh to her, they happened so long ago for everyone else. If people point out her similar appearence to the "Woman in the painting" she merely passes it off as a stunning resemblence, as she has already done so several times since she has awoken. However, because of her past, she despises nobility. So, because of her detesting them, she constantly tests them to see if they are truely deserving to lead their people. Usually, she often feels that nobles might very well be like her when she had been a princess, so she seeks to see if they indeed are. more than one corrupt noble has met their end because of her. She's not above using someone to get what she wants, unless they indeed are a good person or somene she deems as an ally. But in the end, she doesn't care if she lives or dies, as long as she is able to better the lives of the common people, at least in some form or another. [B][I]Lucas Iycewinde: The Servant of Evil[/I][/B] Age: 18 Race: Human Class: Sorcerer (Presteige class: Stormcaster) Specialties: Lucas is a magical powerhouse, with his supernatural abilities to control the weather at his whim. Also, he with the knowledge of magic from the time of Lossouls, is able to change the energies unleashed by his spells into something else entirely. He is also quite knowledge able when it comes to the arcane and nature. Weapons: Lucas weilds a sythe as his weapon, and like his sister, it too is magiced, though with the power of the storm. Once upon a time, the Iycewinde Royal Family was supreme in the nation of Lossouls, and they displayed a powerful magic within them, though this magic would manifest itself in differently in each of Royal Family. However, the family itself was said to be closely tied to the power of chaos itself, hence why their magic was so unpredictable in how it would manifest itself. Many of the Royal Family would display amazing magical powers, though along with this the Iycewinde Family was also extraordinarily insane, though usually this means was put to good use. However, if wronged, members of this Royalty would restlessly destroy whatever had wronged them, hence the rule of Princess Ayeika Duvall Iycewinde, the Princess who destroyed her own nation. Lossouls was a prosperous country, though definitly ruled by the chaotic reigns of their leaders. Even though the Rulers of Lossouls were usually quite mad, their reigns produced much prosperity for the people, until the Rule of Princess Ayeika Iycewinde, whose reign over Lossouls indeed eventually caused its complete demise and fall into obscurity. But, before that, Lossouls enjoyed rich and vibrant trade with many other countries and nations. Lossouls itself exported many magical items, which at the time, could be made no where else in the world. In exchange for these items, other nations would import many spices, gems, fruits, and other such things that could not grow in Lossouls. Lossouls also had quite a few of the world's only known mines for adamantine and mithral at that period in time. As such, other countries would pay hefty sums for them, hence a major aspect of Lossouls income. But, the real treasure in Lossouls was the magic. Lossouls had much in the means of magic, and was known for possessing some of the most powerful magic and magical items in the world, and how many spells the people could cast were not normal, and how they seemingly could turn one kind of energy from a spell into a whole different kind, like a fire spell into an electricity spell. However, the most powerful spellcaster in all of Lossouls was, at least according to the stories that have survived the centuries, linked to the Princess Ayeika in some way, though it is not known exactly how. It was never publicly known Ayeika had a twin brother, named Lucas. From the time they were born, they were extremely close to one another, and were inseperable until one day when they were six years old. Ayeika and Lucas were playing in the gardens, making wreaths of flowers for each other, and Ayeika showing off her new locket, given to her on their birthday a few days prior. But, the adults came and took Ayeika away violently, ignoring the children's sobs and screams for one another. In one last effort, Ayeika threw her locket to Lucas, and it became all he had to remind him of her for years to come. Lucas would hear of his sister through information and gossip, and of what a little terror she became. Lucas also heard how her abilities were beginning to surface, and how remarkably powerful she was quickly becoming, her ability to cause mayhem and destruction unpresidented. Lucas, however, began to realize his own powers, and at first, his powers were just the ability to use magic spontaneously, though soon enough he was able to weild the power of even the most ferocious storms, Lucas himself becoming a force of nature, and quite literally, and it was his own link through the blood of the Iycewinde royal family that caused him to be so powerful. As such, he would have been a formidable opponent to anyone who came up against him, if indeed he sought to be so cruel or benevolent. Instead, he only sought to return to his sister's side. And so he snuck into the Castle Iycewinde, to meet his sister. On seeing him, she stared in shock at his appearence, and to prove who he was, he removed the locket she had thrown to him so long ago. The look of cold and merry spite Ayeika wore constantly disappeared, and for the first time since their separation, she smiled warmly. Immediately, Lucas became Ayeika's personal servant, and thus did he show her what his own magic could do. From then on Lucas would rarely display his powers, serving Ayeika faithfully even though she was so set in her hateful and vindictive ways, and unable to change. She still sought to ruin the nation of Lossouls, out of spite of those who had taken her away from her brother. Lucas understood this, and still served her, protecting her and her castle. On many occasions, the two would make short trips to the nearby ocean, relishing the peace and tranquility away from their troubled lives at Castle Iycewinde. It was on these excursions that Ayeika could be at peace and genuinely happy, and in the least, temporarily free of all of her anguish and hatred. Lucas was happiest when Ayeika was, and the opposite was true as well. But their lives in the eye of the public were quite different, especially while at the castle. Lucas' duties around the castle were great and varied, he being everything from Ayeika's personal servant and protector, to Lucas being a diplomat and ambassador to foreign countries. On some occassions, Lucas would also act as an assassin, answering only to Ayeika herself. Lucas, when not away from Castle Iycewinde, would direct many of the castle's activities, though always from Ayeika's side, asking her opinion on such matters. From time to time, there would be rumors of would-be assassinations of Princess Ayeika, and Lucas would handle them personally, blasting would-be assassins into so many peices they were buried in match boxes. To those who would bring harm to the Princess, Lucas was without mercy or compassion, and he didn't stop with simply killing the assassin, he'd hunt down their employers as well. Weilding the furious power of the storm, he would annihilate them and anyone who protected them. Lucas' trips to other nations as an ambassador were usually short, though he met with many rulers of other nations mostly just to establish his homeland as a Sovreign nation, and to offer buisness in trade. He would form many friendships with kings and queens of other nations, and each of them would ask why he would serve a woman such as Ayeika. In response, he would only smile, and depending on how close he was with the person asking, he would answer truthfully that she was his sister. Granted, these were often personal encounters when he would admit it, neither of them playing rank on the other. Of thse kings and queens of whom he was personally aquainted with, the Empress Siabre was his closest freind, and she alone knew of his ability to control the power of the storms he could conjure. Once, the Empress had even offered him a place in her court, though he had turned it down, stating he wished to serve no nation other than his beloved Lossouls. The Empress had only sighed in response, knowing Lucas was devouted to his dear sister, no matter how cruel the stories of the Princess Ayeika. However, these trips were quite different than when called upon to use his awesome powers to aide other nations in battle against armies of evil creatures or similar matters. He became known as the Stormcaller, though his first appearences as this identity were in his own nation and in other nations whom he knew needed help. But, because of the more frequent appearences of the Stormcaller in Lossouls, people assumed the Princess had connections to the Stormcaller, and so it was well known that through the Stormcaller, Ayeika controlled the very forces of nature that people feared most. But no one actually knew it was Lucas she would send when his aide was requested, nor would the nobility of that nation, as he would always fly far too high for his face to be seen through the haze of the storms he called upon. The magics he weilded were strange and foreign, no one knew quite what was happening when he would cast a spell. This was largely due to the fact that much of his magical ability was to be able to change the energy of many of his spells into something else, or add on another kind of energy to something he cast. With this, and his arrival to the battlefield heralded by the fury of a brewing storm, and over time, the 'Stormcaller' gained quite the reputation, and thus people would often scatter when a storm began to form over a battlefeild, fearing Lucas was there and ready wipe them all out. Lucas himself was glad when they ran away, it was fewer people he would kill, and fewer people whose blood would be on his hands. At the same time, there was something... pleasant about the sheer power of the storm Lucas relished, and he couldn't deny the fun of destroying things. This little aspect was attributed directly to yhe intimacy between the Iycewinde family and the forces of chaos and magic. To Lucas, the extent of his mercy was allowing people the chance to run away. Any who would stay to fight him.... they were fair game to destroy. It was also because of only Lucas appearing over a battlefield that no one usually feared the weather, and because of his reputation for only using his abilities to help benevolent rulers that no one ever feared Ayeika using him to attempt to take over other countries or nations. It was after all quite well known Ayeika herself never displayed an interest in causing havoc outside her own nation, it just wasn't her style. So, of course, no one ever marched on Ayeika until her own nation rose up against her. No one while Lucas was alive ever discovered who the true identity of the Stormcaller was, though some whispered it to be Ayeika herself, as she was never all that shy about displaying her more destructive and vindictive side, and this Stormcaller seemingly only appeared at her beck and call, at least in all appearences, when nations sent her letters requesting Lucas' aide. The only known fact about this stormcaller's appearence was that he was blonde and always appeared dressed in finely made clothing, and all accounts of him are revealed to be he wore a tailored suit. Some thought it was just Ayeika's way of having a tantrum. Lucas was unique in his way through life, being that the only person who controled him was his own sister, and he was solely devoted to her and only her, making all of her wishes come true, and in turn making himself happy. Other than his sister, Lucas had one other creature he doted on, and had kept as a pet since he was quite young. A single, snow white tiger, large and powerful, and it his protector, though Lucas thought he usually protected it. To Lucas, it was little more than a two ton tabby; an overgrown housecat. Though of course he doted on it, and around the castle Moki could be seen playing with toys Lucas would buy for him. Fate is a cruel mistress, and Lucas and Ayeika knew that better than anyone else, they too would be blinded by their emotions. Lucas and Ayeika were traveling through their nation, simply to get out of the castle. They wound up in the Green Country, where Lucas met a beautiful woman named Mia. Mia was a *simple village girl, or so he thought when he met her. Lucas fell in love at first sight with Mia. They spent aa lot of time together over the next week, while Ayeika fawned over the public gardens in the Green Country's capital. After discovering Ayeika's crush, the Prince Cameron of the Blue Country, also happened to be visiting, Ayeika was thrilled. But, on traveling around, following him, they both discovered the Prince had come here to visit his own love, which happened to be Mia. Ayeika was beside herself with anguish, and retreated to their hotel. Lucas walked the streets, until he came across Mia once again. They talked, and Lucas discovered she had no real feelings for the Prince, but it was simply expected of her to return his feelings. Mia had fallen in love with him as well. But, Lucas was not to keep his love. On returning to the hotel, Ayeika wished to return to Castle Iycewinde immediately. Ayeika on arriving back retreated to her rooms, Lucas not knowing what to do about her depression. Eventually, Lucas went to her, hoping to cheer her up. But, instead, he saw her staring out of one of the large windows that over looked the grounds. She did not turn to look at him as she spoke. "I want her dead." At those words, Lucas's eyes widened, and he bowed before Ayeika. "It is done, my Princess." Abruptly turning around, Lucas walked from the room as the War minister walked in. Lucas didn't need to ask any questions, and he didn't need to know why. Ayeika's word was law to him, and anything she desired was hers. Already, Lucas knew exactly what was going to occur, and he somehow just knew this was going to be Yellow Country's fall. Even still, he didn't know just how bad it was going to get. But, his thoughts were on Mia... and what he was about to do to her. Lucas made his journey, though this time the journey to the country of Green was slow, yet Lucas continued on to fufill his task. On arriving, Lucas was met by Mia, and she seemed withdrawn and troubled. She asked him to meet her at midnight in the gardens, and he obliged. It was then he discovered she knew she was to be killed, and so be the spark for war. She knew exactly who he and Ayeika had been. The King of Green was meant to find her body and then wage war along with the other three countries against the country of Yellow. Mia begged for Lucas to kill her, and end her life of lies. She began to smile, knowing he had been sent to kill her by Ayeika, and told him not to worry about her. Mia placed her hands on Lucas' and drew his knife, placing it in his hands and at her chest. She thanked him for his kindness and then thrust the knife into her heart, dying in Lucas' arms. Lucas cried over her body, blood seeping into his clothing. He left her there, knowing what the future would hold, and how fate merely used them all as pawns in some terrible game. Lucas returned to Castle Iycewinde, covered in her blood. Ayeika spotted him, and so came down to greet him, though drew back when she saw the blood. Lucas smiled, and apologized for startling her, and assured her he was fine. Ayeika nodded, and Lucas returned to his own rooms, where he began to sob again, not knowing Ayeika had followed him and was listening. War began shortly after that, and Lucas found himself never leaving Ayeika's side, which led people to wonder what had happened to the Storm Caller. The war began with only the green country, and that in itself lasted almost a year. But, the war dragged on and on, with the other countries joining in. The war with the nation of Green has exhausted the Yellow nation's resources. The other countries attacks weren't much of a chore. The Yellow army dwindled slowly, but Ayeika never ordering Lucas to the battlefeild, only to remain at her side. Even with all of this happening, Lucas never turned an unkind gaze to his sister, and never spoke an angry word. He didn't blame her for the person she had become, and she couldn't help it because of the curse of the Iycewinde Royal Family. And those who rose against her in great numbers now... he couldn't blame them either. This whole thing had began from when they had been so separated so very long ago. But, Ayeika seemed to finally realize just what she had done. Lucas began to suspect this wasn't even a fight for her, she was letting the approaching armies grow closer and closer to overthrow her as punishment for all she had done to her people in her insanity and vengeance against her predecesors. Her people had been innocent, but she had been blinded by her own hate. Soon Lucas felt it was time to attempt to frighten the armies away, or at least delay them, and so he walked through the castle, telling the servants to escape while they could though the many secret passages, for the weather would be far to severe for them to survive without shelter on the ground. Not questioning him, they fled as Lucas made his way to the rooftop gardens, he already weilding his power over the weather. Over the castle, a powerful storm began to brew, thunder rolling across the countryside as lightning flashed, striking at random, at least for the moment. Lucas floated up, hovering high above, and glaring at the oncoming enemy. The wind began to pick up, gusting all around, the trees and grass bowing before it. Indeed, Castle Iycewinde appeared to be the very source of nightmares now, especially with the sight of the infamous Stormcaller floating above it. Lucas had already told Moki to flee as well, in order to protect his beloved pet from becoming someone's fur coat or rug. Lucas had dismissed him, telling Moki that they would be reunited eventually in the afterlife. What Lucas didn't know was that Moki was not so readily dismissed, but that Moki was ready to die, knowing that Lucas would give his life, and the bond between the two would kill him as well should his master die. Moki didn't want to go on without Lucas... So, now, Lucas was alone in battle. The wind chilled, and brought with it a stinging torrential rain, and Lucas began dispersing electricity into the storm, frying members of the approaching enemy. The wind howled, and the thunder raged but his enemy marched on. Lucas began to realize things as he fought, even though his enemies were all but helpless against him. His enemy would never stop until Ayeika had been captured. They would continue to march, and Lucas wouldn't be able to stop them all. Eventually, exhausted of all his spells, Lucas fled back into the castle, while the storm continued to rage. By this time tornadoes were wreaking havoc across the landscape and heading for his enemies. Lucas' power was beginning to wane, he had used too much power already. Returning to Ayeika, she looked as if she was going to cry, thinking these were her final moments with her brother. "They won't stop until they have me... will they?" she asked, her eyes filled with tears. "Please, run away while you still can. But, Lucas would not give up, not like that. "Here. Take my clothes, and give me your dress. I will give you the chance to escape, I won't let you be captured." Ayeika shook her head, and sobbed. "No! We can leave together! Please!" Lucas smiled, and started undressing. "This will never be over until they think they have you, my dear sister. You know that. Please, take my clothes." Sobbing, Ayeika agreed, and changed into Lucas' clothing. In one last effort when they were finally dressed, Ayeika fell to her knees, begging Lucas to run away with her or to let her face her crimes instead of him. Lucas finished placing his sister's hairband on his head, and turned around, the very image of the evil princess the encroaching army was coming for. "I can't do that... If this country and castle is to fall, then I will save the most precious thing to me." Lucas smiled, and hugged Ayeika, she sobbing into the dress. Downstairs, they could hear as the castle doors crashed open, and then distant voices coming closer. Lucas tried one more time to assure her. "Even if we might deserve this for the things we have done, I will fight them away, and give you the chance to run. Please don't worry at all, I know it will be okay. I want you to escape. We are twins, after all, and no one would know the difference anyway." The sounds of heavy footsteps coming up the stairs made Ayeika grasp Lucas, though he only looked to her eyes, and forced her out of the room and into the hall. Ayeika ran headlong away and into the passageway leading to the rooftop gardens, where she would be able to make her escape from there. The prince and a woman burst onto the floor, noting the 'servant' running away, and the 'princess' through an open door. Deciding the princess was more important to seize, they went for the more inviting target, the reason they had stormed the castle. Lucas reconized the woman as she charged and then pointed her sword at his throat. It had been a girl who had once begged to spare the life of her lover, though he himself had executed the man for speaking out against Ayeika. Her eyes widened, and she became silent, taking her sword away. Turning away, she walked to the Prince, and spoke. "It's not her. It's her servant... Her brother." The prince closed his eyes, looking like he was choking back tears, but by then the army was beginning to crowd into the massive room, and it was too late to go after the real princess. They did, in all regards, look like they had the real thing. The Prince and the woman mercenary both closed their eyes, knowing that with the capture of this false princess, the war would be over. As so to goad the army, Lucas made a showy expression, pointing to the prince, and saying, "You're such a disrespectful man." And so thus, Lucas was barred in jail, with no loyalty. He was to be executed by means of the guilotine. He made no attempt to speak to anyone save one time, when he was visited by the woman mercenary, she sitting in the room with him, watching his movements and motions, though there were none to be seen as he stared out of the barred window. She spoke, her voice sad and in admiration of Lucas' sacrifice. "So... you willingly take the blame..." Lucas spoke only once. "If the world is her enemy, and declares her as evil, then I am too, for I have the same blood running through my veins." The woman sighed. "Even so... she is your sister, and now you pay the price." Lucas turned his teal colored eyes to her, and smiled. "I do so willingly, she's the one thing I will protect in this world." Lucas turned his eyes back to the window. "It doesn't really matter, now does it?" Lucas pulled the locket he had placed around his neck to appear to be the princess. "May I ask you for one favor?" She looked down at him, filled with pity. "A last request?" "Yes, if you wish to think of it as such." Lucas held the locket to the woman, and she took it. "Please, return that to my sister. I know she will come to my execution... she could never stay away." Taking the locket, the woman fought back tears of her own. "To have a brother so devoted... your sister couldn't have been all bad, could she?" Sighing, she tucked the locket into her red hued armor. "Fine then. I will do as you ask. One willing to make such a noble sacrifice deserves that at least. We will not try to make your sister pay, her punishment is severe enough." The woman turned, and walked away to leave Lucas to await his execution, still in admiration of his sacrifice for his sister. The chosen time came, and he looked across the faces of the crowd, searching for his sister. He didn't have to look long before spotting her, making her way to the front of the crowd. Her eyes were puffy, as if she had done nothing but sob since her forced departure from the castle. Eyeing the prince and the woman who had seized the castle, their eyes then followed his, and to Ayeika. They made no motion to attack her, their expressions only of pity. They realized all too well that Ayeika was paying a price far greater than her own death. She was losing the only person who had ever truely cared for her, and now she would be all alone in the world. The execution was to take place in front of Castle Iycewinde, for the castle bell tower had the loudest bell in all the land. As the time gre near, Lucas' head was placed on the chopping block, and the wooden slat lowered onto his neck. The bell began to ring, and Lucas smiled, looking into only his sister's eyes, now wide and tears streaming down her face. Lucas then spoke his final words, and to only her. "It's tea time..." Lucas died happy and smiling. [I][B]A New Beginning[/B][/I] Having desired nothing but to know that she might attempt to atone for all her crimes, Ayeika discovered a Priest with a very powerful magical item, known as a ring of wishing. However, she used the power of the ring to bring back the one person who deserved renewed life, her own brother. She didn't think, otherwise she would have restored life to her entire nation. So, she and her brother now journey to possibly discover another ring of such power, and possibly both attone for their sins. However, they have each other, and that's good enough for them, being that at least they aren't alone. Ayeika Duvall Iycewind, and Lucas Merrik Iycewind. Here is one of the surviving paintings of the two of them: [IMG]http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv300/Rione-chan/-Vocaloid-/-kawaii-1.jpg[/IMG] However, there are many such paintings in museums of all over the world, and so seldom do they attempt to view them, as they don't need the attention.

I do have a question... what exactly is the technology like? If you give me a good idea, I can incorporate his weapons. Name: Saio Cross Age: Unknown, though appears to be quite young. Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Saio dresses like a woman, and his heavy make-up and androgynous figure and facial features aide in confusing people as to his gender. He is quite short and his frame sleekly muscled, weighing in at only 127 pounds naked and being 5'7". His lips and eyelids are painted a deep red, and his skin is milk white and flawless. His hair is ankle length and jet black, with a bright, white highlight. He wears a short short kimono, with long billowy sleeves. The kimono itself however is strange in color, hinting at his darker, more animalistic side. The kimono is silver with black tiger stripes running along it, and the right sleeve is deep purple, as is the obi fashioning the outfit together. On his legs, he wears fishnet stockings, which contrast with the rest of the outfit nicely, and pair quite well with the spike heeled boots he wears. Litterally, his boots themselves are lethal weapons. As a means to not flash anyone when fighting, he wears a kind of black, short spanky pants. This entire ensomble however does not hide his inky black and pointed nails, nor his golden cat-like eyes. Alterform: Tiger Alterform Skills: Saio is much more flexible than any normal human, even while in human form. His strength, speed, agility, and senses are a hundredfold better than a normal human, and he has no problems using his deadly claws. He is naturally stealthy, thanks to his animal side. He also has a seemingly supernatural gutteral roar able to freeze his enemies in their tracks to better deal with them. Thanks to his feline instincts and demeanor make him an excellent hunter and tracker, though if a bit devilish and playful. Alterform Appearence: While in his alterform, Saio grows expidentially, becoming over 8" tall and retaining his sleep muscle structure. His weight nearly quadruples, he then weighing in at almost 800 pounds, and being ALL muscle. He of course is covered then in white fur with black strpes, and his ears move to the top of his head, which becomes much more animal-like. His clothing melds into this form, and thankfully so, though leaves behind his spanky pants as so not to flash anyone. In this form, he is definitely masculine in appearence. Personality: Saio is definitely a strange one, his alterform and personality seemingly intermingled in any form he takes. Usually, he's calm and co-ordinated, content to watch things happen and perform for others, and always playful and friendly. However, his personality can definitely be described as 'catty.' History: Witness testimonials about Saio are numourus, and can be traced back as far as fourty years. However, none of them ever state his age, and there is no hint at how old he was at the time. There are also no records anywhere about him becoming what he is. When rumors of the man/woman/beast/thing began to spread, Zebirth sought him out to bring him into the fold. Saio has never spoken about his days before being brought into the organization, so no one knows anything about him prior. Since, he has faithfully carried out his objectives of the missions he has been assigned to carry out. His track record remains perfect, and he is considered to be one of the best operatives they have. His motives remain unclear, even to this day. However, he has always remained loyal to Zebirth, so there is no reason to question where his loyalties lie. Usually, he is dispatched alone, as his abilities when it comes to stealth are unmatched. Often, he has played the part of double agent, taking out numourous cells of the Zern on his own. However, with the tides of battle about to change, Saio is facing much change, and has been assigned to a special team to aide in taking out the Zern.

Well, we're moving on, nowLet's get ready for our first day of school. No explosions yet, please?

Tahlia sighed. "Yeah... I've heard of it too. Think.... Think I'm one those demons made?" "It's possible. You could just as easily be the original subject from which demons were copied from. But, it doesn't matter. Just keep chasing your future, not searching for your past." Tahlia smiled. "You always know just what to say to make people feel better, don't you?" "It's part of being the leader of a team. If you dont care for your team, then you shouldn't be a leader." Tahlia let out her breath. "True. Well, I'm going to go curl up with my lady. She's probably wondering where I am." "Then go do so." Rayne watched as Tahlia walked off, to go lie down with Syria. Their feelings for each other were genuine, and they knew that it could end at anytime, from one of them being killed. Hearts know not the dangers... But, perhaps that's what made the team members who they are. Perhaps they shared more in common with the humans than any of them cared to admit. Strange.... Rayne's thoughts turned darker, as he contemplated what to do next. The night was cloudy, it was supposed to rain tomorrow. Perfect time to just go for a flight. Spreading his majestic wings, Rayne jumped off of the balcony, and soared high into the sky. The city below him spanned out, relaxing him. Flights were always a good way to clear his head so he could think. Rayne soared over the city, though when he moved to return to the hotel suite, his keen sixth sense started picking up.... well, he didn't know what. It wasn't human, but it was. [I] Interesting.[/I] Rayne followed what he sensed, his own presence undetectable, as he as a being drew his presence back into itself. He was nothing more than the presence of a life, though what wasn't clear at all, at least for those who could sense such things. Rayne dropped from the sky, landing on an apartment building. It would be obvious that his presence wasn't human, especially if it just 'appeared' from no where. Being alone, it was foolish to let his presence be known. However, he sensed that the being was just going to sleep. Rayne jumped from the rooftop, landing on the empty street below. This wasn't a bad spot, and only two blocks from his team's hotel suite. This would get real interesting real fast if Rayne stayed, so, he placed his hands in his pockets and walked calmly away. The being didn't stir, and he felt that the being, whatever it was, was on the opposite side of the building, so he wouldn't be seen even it it was an attept at a trap. Rayne walked back into the suite a few minutes later, and into his bedroom. Lying down on the bed, he soon drifted off into an uneasy slumber. Things were picking up quickly, and he didn't know just what to think.

That's fine. I wondered what the hell happened to you.