Twortz: "The light.. You healed a person's wound." *She touched her head and frowned in confusion, as if she was trying to comprehend what just happened.*
Lezard: "Using Rostical is rare as it is. But, the power of light.. Not many people in this world can do so."
Rachael: "What is Rostical?"
Twortz: "What was that light? Was it some sort of advanced nanotechnology?"
Lezard: "Nanoo...? Excuse me, child?"
Twortz: "Child? I am probably much older than you?"
Lezard: "Oh? Excuse me." *He sounded apologetic, glancing around Twortz in confusion.*
Twortz: "What are you-?"
Lezard: "I just didn't feel that strong urge of Astragons within you, so I assumed you didn't have the mastery required to prolong one's lifetime."
Rachael: "Never assume.." *She smiled with a saddened facial expression.*
Twortz: (To prolong one's lifetime? This guy may be weird, but he seems to know what he's talking about. Or, he's just completely crazy and he's good with his words?)
Lezard: "We're currently residing South West of the continent, just outside The Twilight Forest-" *He spoke in thought and looked to the side, as if he was staring out into the far distance.*
Rachael: "Twilight?"
Lezard: "We've got a delicious adventure ahead.. Perhaps I could answer these questions as we walked?"
Rachael: "Wait a minute. We never agreed to come."
Twortz: "I think we should learn as much as we can."
Rachael: "Twortz?" *She sounded shocked.*
Twortz: "If you turn out to be crazy, I'll ensure you'll receive punishment."
Lezard: "Jinkies!" *He shook his bottom in a sarcastic-like manner.* "No evil plot twists from me!"
Twortz: "And you, Rachael?"
Rachael: "Well-" *She glanced at the city and shivered, looking at Lezard with a smile.* "I'm not going in a city with that crazy woman."
Lezard: "Yay!" *He giggled, sarcastically shaking his bottom.* "Besties?"
Twortz: "No."
Lezard: "Naww."
Rachael: "So, where are we going?" *She formed a fist and stepped forward, symbolising her readiness.*
Lezard: (She's strong willed.. Although, I can a strange feeling from these two ladies-)
Twortz: "Was it, Lezard?"
Lezard: "Yay! You remembered my name, bwarharh."
Twortz: "..."
Lezard: "We head South until we reach the city." *He started to hobble forward, causing Rachael and Twortz to follow.*
Rachael: (I still don't get what's happening, but Ash.. You'd usually say something like, it's better to go with the flow, instead of going backwards and swimming against the current..)
Twortz: *She placed her hands behind her back and fastened her pace, walking by Lezard's side in a professional-like manner.* "So, about these unanswered questions."
Lezard: "Oh, yes."
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*Trevour, Luna and Nathan walked up a grassy slope, enjoying the strong cool breeze, which blew their hair to one side.*
Twenty-Three: *He guided Luna around small ditches in the hill, taking deep exhausted breaths.* "This is very temperamental."
Nathan: "Why don't you take your armour off?" *He noticed sweat drip off Trevour's face.*
Twenty-Three: "That's a sturdy idea, sir."
Luna: "You saved us."
Twenty-Three: *He paused, as if he mentally disagreed with Luna.* "I'm afraid to say, madam, but we aren't out of the clear yet."
Luna: "Ain't out of the clear, aye?" *She grunted on her breath.*
Nathan: *He walked on top of the hill and sighed in accomplishment, turning around to face the party.* "That was more exhausting than I thought."
Twenty-Three: "That's because this is a Purity Zone."
Luna: "Wat's a Purity Zone?"
Twenty-Three: "Well-"
Nathan: "Were you living under a rock? How do you not know anything?" *He spoke in a deep manly voice, raising an eyebrow at Luna.*
Luna: "I don't know half the shit you'se talk 'bout, aye!"
Twenty-Three: "Regardless. Purity Zones are certain areas where Neurons and Astragons don't mix."
Luna: "What are Newrongs and Astragongs."
Twenty-Three: "Err, it's Neurons and Astragons, heh heh." *He awkwardly chuckled and stood on top of the massive hill, allowing him to bend over and sigh.*
Nathan: (Man.. How can anyone not know what Neurons and Astragons are? I'm not even a Rostical User, and-)
Luna: "Gah-... I just don't know wat's happenin'." *She spoke with a frown, as if she had a headache.*
Twenty-Three: "Sorry, everyone-" *He took deep breaths and appeared sick, as if he was going to throw up.*
Nathan: *He looked annoyed and paranoid.* (I feel almost naked without my sword.)
Twenty-Three: *He turned around and sniffed, staring at an enormous castle in the distance.* "We've walked quite far."
Luna: "Amen to that." *She enthusiastically groaned in agreement.*
Twenty-Three: "You wouldn't think that something so beautiful could look so terrible inside."
Luna: "I agree."
Twenty-Three: "Wow, you do?" *He spoke with a smile and noticed Luna staring in the wrong direction in a blind-like manner.* "Oh.."
Nathan: *He sighed with a smile and looked away.* "Down there, it's a massive Purity Zone."
Twenty-Three: "Yes." *He turned back around and looked down the other side of the hill they walked up, staring at an enormous grassy plain.* "This is called The Great Divide."
Nathan: "Once you're in The Great Divide, they'll be no turning back."
Twenty-Three: "Sir?"
Nathan: "If you want, you can say we took you hostage." *He shrugged his shoulders, as if he couldn't think of anything else to say.*
Twenty-Three: "Much appreciated, my kind sir. I've decided to take this path."
Luna: (He talks similar to Ashton.. Such a goody-goody.) *She rolled her eyes in thought.*
Twenty-Three: "I'd like to ensure you two are out of harm's way."
Luna: "Pssht.." *She looked away, blinding staring out into space.*
Nathan: "You wouldn't happen to have a sword anywhere on you?"
Twenty-Three: "I'm afraid not, sir." *He patted his armour wear swords are usually kept.* "I haven't trained in captain classed abilities yet."
Nathan: *Trevour's words triggered a flashback of Zayden unsheathing a spear wrapped in a swirl of sparks.* (When.. Did that happen?)
Twenty-Three: *He slowed his breathing down, wiping sweat off his face.* (This walk.. This will be an unpleasant toll on all of us..)
Nathan: (So, a Rostical User inside the world's largest Purity Zone. Me, without a sword, and-) *He glanced at Luna.* (And a blind woman with an attitude problem of a raging Scoldrant.. Great..)
Luna: *She gently touched the swollen bags under her eyes, hissing in pain.* (They hurt..)
Nathan: "I'm not entirely sure your reasoning for helping us, but.. I'm in your debt."
Twenty-Three: "Heh heh, no need, sir. I-"
Nathan: *He shook his head, purposely stopping Trevour from continuing his sentence.* "I'm apparently Nathan, what is your name?"
Luna: (Great, and this guy acts like a knight or some shit.. The three of us are seriously completely different-)
Twenty-Three: "My name is Trevour. Trevour Meister."
Nathan: *He nodded his head and took a deep breath.* "Let's get out of this place?" *He sniffed, trying to hide his exhaustion.*
Trevour: *He nodded his head and looked at Luna.* "Shall we go, madam?"
Luna: "Wateva. Just take me to civilisation."
Trevour: "That could be arranged, madam." *He gently held Luna around the elbow and started to walk down the slope, causing his armour to rattle.*
Nathan: "I hope we don't run into Scoldrants. We're almost defenceless."
Luna: "That's it!" *She screamed, causing Trevour and Nathan to stop.* "I want answers now! Someone tell me what t
he hell these damned Scoldrant things are!"
Trevour: "Despite our training, I'm not really familiar with Scoldrants, besides what kind there are."
Nathan: "I do.." *He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, readying himself for a deep explanation.*
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Lezard: "Rachael, Twortz and me, walked along a sandy beach, watching the ocean glisten in the sun's delicious light."
Rachael: "What's with the commentary?"
Lezard: "It comforts me." *He placed his hands on his chest, sarcastically shaking his bottom.*
Twortz: "Explain more about that creature. Was it a robot?"
Lezard: "Not sure who Robbo is, but that was a Scoldrant. It had the ground element signature. That makes them impervious to physical attacks."
Rachael: *She looked at Twortz, whispering under her breath.* "Do I have to say what's happening here?"
Twortz: "That he's played way too many online MMORPG's?"
Rachael: (No... That creature.. The lack of planes and cars.. Technology.. I'm starting to grow suspicious of a crazy idea-)
Lezard: "There are also different levels of Scoldrants." *He spoke with a smile, oblivious to Rachael and Twortz's whispers.*
Twortz: "Different levels?" *She looked at the frying pan and swapped hands, allowing her to stretch her wrist.* (When I hit that.. Robotic Scoldrant, the sound.. It vibrated and-)
Lezard: "Oh?" *He turned around and faced Twortz, noticing her discomfort.* "Right now, I only excel in two Remenistal."
Rachael: "What is Remen-..?"
Lezard: "Rem-en-istal. It's just an old way of saying Rostical." *He giggled and spread his arms, focusing on Twortz's wrist.*
Rachael: "Then, what does Rostical mean?"
Lezard: "Really? It's what I used to heal your wounds."
Twortz: (I got it! This has to be some sort of hi-tech holographic game! What else could explain all this, and this type of gaming.. I don't know much, but I hear the younger staff talking about their games all the time.)
Lezard: "Quick internal light, INVOKING AURA" *He shouted with an echoing voice, watching a white platform draw itself underneath him.*
Rachael: (Rostical.. So it's like magic-) *She thought to herself in amazement, watching warm light flash around Twortz's wrist.*
Twortz: *She sighed in relief, causing her to open and close her hand.* (The strain in my wrist has completely disappeared? This is not possible. Therefore, it has to be some sort of illusion of holographic experience-)
Lezard: "Back to what we were talking about before." *He smiled and turned around, continuing to walk in the direction they were headed.*
Rachael: "Scoldrants?"
Twortz: "Regardless of where we are or what we're in. You have my appreciation."
Lezard: "Naww, not really sure what you mean by that, but thankies!" *He waved his arms and giggled at Twortz, as if he was happy with what she said.*
Rachael: "Hehe." (This guy is cool.)
Twortz: (Instead of respecting my appreciation, he acts in an immature-like manner and spouts made up words.. This gentleman is very troubling.) *She sighed in thought.*
Lezard: "So where was I? Oh, yeah! The different levels of Scoldrants."
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Nathan: "There are different types of Scoldrants in terms of power."
Trevour: "Fascinating."
Nathan: "First, you have regular Scoldrants. These Scoldrants have no special abilities."
Luna: "Is lightning weak to water?" *She grunted on her breath, rolling her eyes.*
Trevour: "Yes? I know my elemental affinities." *He spoke in appreciation oblivious to Luna's sarcasm.*
Luna: "Just wateva." *She grunted and awkwardly stepped down the hill, as she continued to walk in a blind-like manner.*
Trevour: "Sir?"
Nathan: "Then you have long-lived Scoldrants."
Trevour: "I've heard about these fellows. The Consultants or captains usually send us off as a group."
Luna: "Wat's so special about these things?"
Nathan: "They just have stronger attributes than normal Scoldrants. Nothing more."
Trevour: "Next, should be Rostical Using Scoldrants, correct?"
Luna: "There's that Rostickal word again."
Nathan: "Rostical.. The ability to manipulate the elements."
Luna: "Wat? Don't be bullshittin' me!"
Trevour: (Once again, she doesn't know such basic common knowledge? I'm getting a little weary here-)
Nathan: (After Rostical Using Scoldrants, you have Guardians.. Guardians have been known to rival certain single digit warriors in terms of strength and power.)
Trevour: "Do you know anything else?"
Nathan: "No.." *He grunted and held the side of his head.* (I do, but I don't?)
Trevour: (Looks like he's still suffering from the Neuron memory loss.)
Luna: *She noticed she walked on flat land.* "I might not be able to see right now, but I get the feeling it's a big field we're in."
Trevour: *He admired the bright green plain and watched lines of sunlight shine off the grass, as it blew in the cool breeze.* "You're definitely not wrong, madam."
Nathan: "Where exactly do we have to go?"
Trevour: *He scanned across the magnificent plain, focusing his attention on an enormous forest to his right.* "We head West and travel around the forest as cover."
Nathan: "Alright." *He mumbled in a deep voice and started to walk in the direction Trevour motioned.*
Luna: "OK, I'll play along to this charade. Tell me more about this world."
Trevour: "Heh heh, you almost sound like you don't come from here."
Luna: "Aha, funny." *She spoke with no enthusiasm.*
Nathan: "What would be the closest village? I need to buy a sword right away."
Trevour: "Buy with what?"
Nathan: "I have-" *He patted around his belt, causing him to grunt in shock.* "I don't-"
Trevour: "It is fine, sir. I have enough for a sword."
Nathan: *He shook his head, as if he didn't want Trevour to pay for it.* "You don't-"
Trevour: "I heard how hard it was for the lower ranking warriors to capture you. You must be skilled with the sword."
Nathan: *He looked down while walking and watched the grass sway around his feet.* "I am."
Trevour: "So, you're also a Scoldrant User."
Nathan: "I'm nothing."
Luna: "..."
Trevour: "No need to be so down on yourself."
Nathan: *He chuckled in disgust.* "No. Don't categorise me with a title. I'm Nathan.. That's it."
Trevour: "Alright? I don't quite follow you, but sure, sir."
Trevour: "Can either of you use Rostical?" *He watched the trees of the forest become larger, as they slowly towered into the sky.*
Nathan: *He stepped into the shade caused by the large trees.* "Haha. No."
Luna: "Nah, never tried."
Trevour: (Never tried?) *He glanced at Luna in confusion, before focusing his attention on Nathan.* "What was with that reaction?"
Nathan: "Let's just say, I don't like Rostical Users."
Trevour: "Sir? Rostical Users help govern the rules and-"
Nathan: "I don't want to talk about it." *He grunted in a stern-like manner.*
Trevour: "It was Rostical that freed us from Sorrowprax, you didn't seem to complain then."
Luna: "Ooo, snap. He gotcha there."
Nathan: "Hmph."
Luna: "Tell me more about this Rostickal."
Nathan: "I only know the basics, but, I can't remember the rest." *He frowned, rubbing his forehead.*
Luna: "Too bad I wasn't askin' you anyways."
Nathan: "..."
Trevour: "I'm a Rostical User with the elemental affinity of ground."
Nathan: (That's how we were able to escape so easily-)
Luna: "If you can use magic, then prove it! Manipulate the ground underneath me!"
Trevour: "But, madam, I can't-"
Luna: "Thought so!" *She grunted and frowned, purposely tilting her head away from Trevour.*
?????: "Oh my, Rostical can't be used here." *A woman with a high tone of voice caught Trevour, Nathan and Luna's attention.*
Nathan: "Who's there?!" *He grunted and stood in a battle-ready pose, forming fists.*
Luna: (I can't-) *She looked in the general direction of the woman's voice.*
Trevour: *He frowned and stepped in front of Luna, intensely staring at the trees.* (That voice, there may be two hundred and fifty warriors, but I don't recognise that voice-)
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