Twortz: "That's entirely up to you."
Kath: *She turned around, watching eight captains flashstep in a line in front of her.* "Captains!"
Captains: "Ma'am!" *They spoke at the same time in a military-like fashion.*
Kath: "I'd like to welcome Twortz to the team!"
Twortz: (Just as I planned.) *She smiled to herself and glanced at the captains.* "Where's PKMY?! She's not here?!" *She whispered to herself in disbelief.*
Kath: "Number four."
Sofia: *She stood up straight.* "Ma'am."
Kath: "Go help our new number two clean herself up."
Sofia: "Of course." *She smirked evil-like and stepped forward, flashstepping beside Twortz.*
Twortz: "Who-?"
Sofia: "Shh." *She grabbed Twortz and flashstepped.*
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Keeper: *She glanced across the tavern, looking at the man in confusion.* "What's the problem?"
Man: *He stood by the tavern's door, taking quick, excited breaths.* "One of the top four guilds have made it back from their S classed mission."
Keeper: *She stopped cleaning a cup and looked at the man intrigued.* "Who? I'm not expecting one of the top four to be here now?"
Man: "The Seraphic Sunders."
Keeper: (Skyward and Hayward-?)
Skyward: *He staggered into the tavern, covered in blood.* "I-It's strong!"
Rachael: "Whoa-" *She hopped off the bench and ran up to Skyward.* "What happened?"
Hayward: *She walked into the tavern, holding her blood covered arm.* "We were fighting an Astragon Projection."
Rachael: "An Astragon Projection?"
Lezard: *He bent down and spread his arms over Skyward, causing his wounds to slowly heal.* "Don't worry, I'll tell you later."
Rachael: "Thanks."
Keeper: "You two never had this trouble before? Did you let go of each other's hands?"
Hayward: "No.. He knew Moonlight Reflection-"
Skyward: "And he seemed to have no restrictions using it."
Nathan: "What was the mission?"
Hayward: "To eliminate the Astragon Projection that continues to haunt passing travellers near The Elemental Tower."
Nathan: "Well-" *He stood up with an excited smile, causing the guild to slowly follow him.* "Everyone thinking what I'm thinking?"
Lezard: "Muffins with cranberry sauce?"
Luna: "Let's kick this Astragong Projector." *She smirked with a confident frown.*
Trevour: "Astragon Projection, madam-"
Luna: "Wateva."
Destiny: "Yeup."
Lezard: (Done.) *He stood up, causing Skyward to look shocked.*
Skyward: (H-Healed?!)
Rachael: "Alright!"
Karol: "Don't worry, evewyone! The Rostical Guild has got this!" *He announced to everyone in the tavern, causing the different guilds to look at him.*
Nathan: "Yeah!"
Luna: "Aha, yea." *She grunted in agreement.*
Destiny: "Yeup!"
Rachael: *She smiled, forming a fist.* "The Elemental Tower, where's that?"
Trevour: "This way." *He smiled and hobbled forward, causing his armour to rattle.*
Keeper: *She watched the guild suddenly run out of the tavern, causing her to look confused.* (They better not die.. I actually like hearing some of their strange conversations.)
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*Twortz and Sofia flashstepped into a large stone room with everything painted different shades of silver.*
Sofia: "Here are your new clothes." *She nudged her head towards a rack of platinum coloured armour.*
Twortz: *She took a deep breath and suddenly looked uncomfortable, gently touching her arm.* "What-?"
Sofia: "The Rasticplash of being pulled into a flashstep. Get used to it."
Twortz: "That is no way to speak to your superior."
Sofia: "Hahehahe." *She laughed in a condescending-like manner.* "What a feat you pulled."
Twortz: "She had it coming. Are you going to judge me?"
Sofia: "Judge? No. I did the same thing."
Twortz: "By joining the captains?"
Sofia: "I was already a captain. I killed two others to gain my seat. One was Kieran and.. I can't seem to remember the other?" *She looked up, placing her finger on her lips in thought.*
Twortz: *She shook her head, as if she didn't care.* "Where is PKMY?"
Sofia: "Pee-Kay-Who?"
Twortz: "She's a captain, short red hair."
Sofia: "Oh! PKMY.. Yes, she recently ran away from the warriors."
Twortz: "But, this couldn't have been more than two years ago!"
Sofia: "Ya ha. Don't worry, we're trying to find her whereabouts."
Twortz: (So, she's still out there?!) *She frowned in thought.* (I will kill you, PKMY.)
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Madora: *She looked up and noticed two streams of white light blast out of a pool of aurora coloured lights in the sky.* "The people from Earth... The prophecy has just been set into motion."
?????: "Hoh?"
Madora: *She hobbled to the side and smiled at a woman with long curly blonde hair.* "You are to accompany the man that holds the prophecy."
?????: "What am I to do once completing such a trivial objective?" *She looked at Madora with an emotionless face, speaking in a monotone.*
Madora: "Terra, there is nothing trivial about prophecies."
Terra: "I am now known as Teresa."
Madora: "Oh deary, whatever you call yourself. You're still just a beautiful little girl in my eyes-"
Teresa: "I do not see how this current conversation reflects the importance of such prophecies."
Madora: "O-Oh-"
Teresa: "Inform me of my duties and I shall be on my way."
Madora: "Ensure Lance Lighten is not harmed."
Teresa: "Hoh?"
Madora: "This is a dangerous place to be in for an Outsider."
Teresa: "I do not follow."
Madora: "This man, he is not from this world."
Teresa: ".. Inconceivable."
Madora: "Like you, I don't have a reason to lie."
Teresa: "..."
Madora: "If he tells you this. Believe him, but don't make it a fuss."
Teresa: "I see."
Madora: "That is all I ask."
Teresa: "Of course." *She stepped forward, readying herself to leave.* "What is his prophecy?"
Madora: "Unfortunately, I cannot speak of it."
Teresa: "Tcch. I understand."
Madora: (Judging by the access point of those Aurorions-) "He is currently near The Frozen Backwater Village."
Teresa: "That is all I needed to know." *She spoke with a disappearing image, leaving behind a swirl of grass.*
Madora: (She's just as fast as her mother..) *She chuckled and slowly turned around, facing a door sized warp in the air.* "Without emotions, she doesn't question anything as far-fetched as another world."
*Madora slowly hobbled into the warped air, causing her image to fade into nothing.*
Madora: "The Unknown Territories, stopping the Consultant.. Best of luck, everyone."
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Lance: *He woke up with a throbbing headache and blurred vision.* "A-Arh-" *He shook his head and blinked several times, causing his vision to return to normal.*
*Lance found himself in a large circular dirt clearing, surrounded by thick trees.*
Lance: *He leant up and looked around at the scenery.* "Where-?" *He noticed Ashton, who lay unconscious on the dirt ground.*
*The thick trees drained the sunlight above, creating an eerie-like appearance.*
Lance: *He hovered over Ashton and started to rock him back and forth.* "Hey-"
Ashton: "..." *He moaned and remained motionless.*
Lance: "H-Hey, Ashton, wake up." *He nervously slapped him on the cheek, as he tried to wake him up.* "Come on, wake up, Ash-"
Ashton: *He slowly opened his eyes and appeared disoriented.* "Argh-"
La
nce: *He leant back and sighed with relief.* "Phew, how ya feelin'?"
Ashton: "My head hurts-" *He groaned and spoke softly.*
*The dirt path was surrounded by thick trees, resulting in a linear-like trail.*
Ashton: *He leant up and coughed.* "Where are we? In a park?"
Lance: *He looked down the path and noticed it forked at the end.* "I don't know."
Ashton: "How long have we been out for?" *He held his head and looked around with confusion.*
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- Michael. R.
Chapter 01: Character BIO
Name: Rachael Taylor.
Age: (19) 21.
Hair: Long, travels further down past her shoulders. Shines in the light. Hair streams down either side of her ears.
Hair Colour: Dark brown.
Face: Front teeth slightly larger, slight freckles on face. Her voice has a pitch but it's not high.
Eye Colour: Light brown.
Body Build: Slender, not skinny nor large. Has slender arms and a toned stomach.
Body Attributes: Pale and gloomy skin.
Height: 155cm.
Garment: She likes to wear sports clothing. A short skirt with sport tights underneath. Short sleeves.
Favourite Weapon: Unknown.
Battle Type: Unknown.
Favourite Food: Cheeseburgers, fruit salad.
Habits: Incredibly friendly, which may appear flirtatious. Picks favourites.
Personality: Heart warming, loyal to her friends. Sneaky.
Attributes: She goes out of her way to plan things for her friends. She respects her father and has a huge crush on Ashton. She runs her father's paint ball business when he's not available.
Be warned as the following may contain spoilers.
Background:
Rachael, a young adult with the talents of many, is first introduced at Earth doing her daily routines. It appears she's Ashton's partner, what a surprise! After the events of Sceldrant's Comet, she immediately tries to scout the area. After finding a captain, PKMY, something happens to her and well.. She later finds out she can manipulate the Earth! She decides to head to Silver Wind Island, the largest city in the world, hoping to find some answers!
Class: Retail Sales Assistant, Elementalist.
Rostical: Affinity: Ground.
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Grand Rostical:
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Azure:
"Rock Pillar."
"Piercing Land."
Ougi:
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Hi-Ougi:
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All character statistics are shown from their last appearance in the book.
Attack - The character's physical strength. Rostical assisted attacks greatly increases strength.
Defence - Natural defensive capabilities, determines how many critical hits character can receive.
Neurons - Determines the raw power of character's Rostical.
Astragons - Determines the character's manipulation of space/width their Rostical consumes.
Rostical - Character's natural ability at using Rostical.
Speed - Character's running speed, also determines the speed of a flashstep.
Agility - Character's manoeuvrability, ability to avoid projectiles and strikes.
Technique - Character's strengths at using special skills, Azures, Ougi, etc.
Intelligence - High intelligence may prevent stupidity.
Ability - Character's given ability, self explanatory.
Statistics:
Attack: B
Defence: C+
Neurons: C+
Astragons: C-
Rostical: E
Speed: D-
Agility: D-
Technique: E
Intelligence: D
Ability: A
Name: Twortz Montana.
Age: (23) 25.
Hair: Unknown. Her hair is always tied up into a ball.
Hair Colour: Brown.
Face: Face rounded. Her voice is very soft in tone, but easily understandable. Her laugh is dreaded and lightens up everyone’s mood.
Eye Colour: Hazel.
Body Build: Big boned.
Body Attributes: Clean shiny skin. Stubby arms and legs.
Height: 166cm.
Garment: Wears professional clothes, similar to Ashton. Very well presented. Wears bracelets and small earrings. No facial piercings.
Favourite Weapon: Hand bag.
Battle Type: Offensive.
Favourite Food: Candy, sugar.
Habits: Once she has a certain mindset, it will take nothing to change her mind. Easily offended.
Personality: Intimidating, kind, loyal, warm hearted, caring, intelligent.
Attributes: Has high management skills. Loyal to whatever she works under. Like Ashton, she strives for a happy environment.
Be warned as the following may contain spoilers.
Background:
Twortz is introduced to us as the top tier manager at FFE. Before getting transported, she hears violins? To our shock she's a hybrid between a Score User and a Rostic Dancer. After the events with PKMY and Rachael, she deems the Rachael a fake and sets off to seek revenge once coming to the realisation that she's stuck there for good.
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