(Hello All! I am creating a RP thread for some great fun. Here and your details. Please, please PM me with any comments or questions. Also PM to tell me if you do not like this much, and tell me how to change it.)

Years and years to come, people will be hated, and some loved. But some of those hated have had enough. Now, a clan of Outcasts from all over are ready to fight back. Their tribes and cities have banished them for cruelty or for being renown as an idiot. Everyone has a future, and wants to fulfill it to its fullest. So now you have joined the clan and thirst for blood. Join the clan and lets show them what we mean by "You will rue this day!"
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Looking for a bit more Outcasts!
1. Roku
2. James Collision
3. Sora Minazuki
4. Kaiz
5. Leo Lyfe
6. Aramin Orindu
7. Hikara
8. Reima
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Character Sheet.
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Name:
Gender:
Age:
Appearance:
Former Tribe Name:
Attack Type:
Moves:
Speed:
Way of Travel:
Brief History:

(Alright I'll explain the all of the things on the Character Sheet.)

Name: (Quite obvious, but lets make it original, not Derrel54)

Gender: (Male or Female?)

Age: (Please keep the age above 20 years old)

Appearance: (ex. Skin Color, Choice of Clothing, Key Facial Features)

Former Tribe Name: (Well if we are outcasts what tribe dare do this to you? And what was its religion?)

Attack Type: (Mage? Warrior? Rouge? Anything to your liking people =))

Moves: (Well you just told us your type, now prove it to us. What moves do you have? ex. IceBolt, Fireball. plus a 5-10 word description)

Speed: (Again obvious. "Why do you need to know speed?" Well the clan travels endlessly looking for people from an outcasts tribe. So are you gonna be lacking behind us or telling us to catch up?

Way of Travel: (Feet? Mount?)

Brief History: (Make a history of about 1-2 paragraphs. From a chiild to adulthood, and why were you banned from your tribe/clan/city?
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First Outcast.
Name:Kayshara
Gender: Female
Age: 56
Appearance: Clearly old looking. A wise woman of knowledge. Key feature is that she is a Tauren/Minotaur.
Former Tribe Name: Paints Face. Very Much religious. Spiritual.
Attack Type: Druid
Moves:
1. Natures Touch: A small bolt of electricity shoots from the hands in a long distance.
2. Mending Leaf: The user heals a friend curing them from sickness
3. Strong Storm: The caster calls upon the clouds to rain down hell. Rocks of fire fall as lightning strikes in multiple places around the enemy. Deadly winds whip around and spark pure fright into their eyes.
Speed: Very Slow
Way of Travel: Mounted
Brief History: Born of a rich woman and a poor shaman. Kayshara obviously inherited her fathers genes. At her birth she was used to heal the sick. As a child she started to learn her importance of natural magic. She started to talk to the ground as a friend. And in return the ground created beautiful flowers and trees for her. As an adult Kayshara went blind, and noticed that she saw a vision, then 2 days later it came true. When the tribe leader found this out, he forced to to be a prophet. But what the tribe leader didn't know is that if she is forced the prophecy is incorrect. But when she is not they come fluently and come true. So after years of incorrect prophecies the tribe leader was enraged, the first idea, a beheading. Then Kayshara's sister Laris told them to simply throw her out. Kayshara was in great debt of Laris, but right when Kayshara left she saw a vision of Laris murdered. Kayshara looked back and heard a scream, Laris was killed. Now Kayshara took the tribes last tamed bull and rode off, she is out to kill the tribe leader Borayr.

Alright! Lets start this clan!

Name: Roku
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Appearance: Tall, Long black hair, slightly tanned skin, distinctive scar down left eye.
Former Tribe Name: Kanos, skeletal war paint, bred for one purpose: to become a warrior, very skilled in many aspects of combat: Bo-staff, pike, sword, bow, hand-to-hand etc.
Attack Type: Uses variety of weapons including: sword, bow etc. However main choice of weapon is the bo-staff.
Moves:Elementalist powers e.g. Fire Storm, Whirlwind, Typhoon, Earthquake. Alongside the ability to bend any element in any way desired.
Speed: Average, doesn't get left behind, but neither does he run ahead.
Way of Travel: Usually by giant eagle, on foot or flight using a glider.
Brief History: Was found encased in ice as a young child by his adoptive mother Kala. He was the most powerful student the local warrior trainer had ever had. As he grew older he discovered his elemental powers and begun developing them in secret. At the age of 16 he was banished from the tribe when the tribe officials caught him practicing his powers in the forest.

Kayshara: Welcome clan follower, we can now begin travelling and looking for new members!

(I think you forgot some of the ending...)

Ok lets go!!

Hi sorry but I really want to join. Don't want to muck things up with my profile if it's to late and won't be used. Can I join CAN IXDXDXDXDXD

(hehe sure)

Hi then here i go . . . . .


Name: James Collision

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Appearance: Sort of like a freddy cooger like image. A bit of a strong emo.

Former Tribe Name: The killer bytes

Attack type: Range

Moves: Quick Shot - A deadly peircing shot that will disarm/knock out any opponant.

Triple choice - 3 arrows shot in a shotgun like fasion from his longbow

Speed: could sprint a marathon without resting or slowing down

Way of travel: I am travelling on a komodo dragon

Brief History: His childhood was spent running from his fathers old enemies (longing for revenge on his forst born). His family were killed in a seige on his old tribe camp.

He spent about 10 years hiding and training in the forest where he met his komodo dragon that studied and trained alongside him. He has been curious from the age of 2 years old about science and maths.

At the age of 24 years he fled and joined you guys and trained with you guys ready to become a high ranked peron (but not at the top) in the outcast tribe.

Can we start now

Name: Sora Minazuki
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Usually wearing a black cloak with a hood over his head so no one really knows.
Former Tribe Name: Fallen Soldier, not very spiritual but because their specialty is necromancy they have theory of an afterlife.
Attack Type: Necromancy
Moves: 1.Clay zombie: uses the clay in the earth to create a minion with the likeness of a deceased person, though the minions are usually stupid and are only useful for distractions. 2. Energy Blast: as the name says, it allows Sora to fire a blast from his fingers. (This is a weak attack, but I needed him to have an offensive skill) 3. Inate Doom: Sora uses a pendant to hypnotize the oponant, freezing them while he moves in for the kill.
Speed: Extremely fast
Way of Travel: Foot
Brief History: Sora was the second son of his former tribes head necromancer, his older brother had no necromancing skills however so Sora was to inherit the title instead of his brother. For this his brother hated Sora and one day when Sora was eight decided to kill him, but Sora escaped into the woods. The next week Sora checked on his tribe to see if he could go back, only to find out his older brother had turned the people against him, knowing he couldn't go back Sora began to run. After twelve years he ran into an older woman who had also been cast out of her tribe (guess who) and joined her newly founded clan of outcasts.
Hope I don't get rejected! And sorry if I'm a little late but I just found this RP:3

So guys lets get started.

Im loosing abit of intrest so lets start

Name: Kaiz

Gender: Male

Age:20

Appearance:short, spikey hair, padded bear skin armor, wrapped bandages around his hands, has a headband with a symbol that seems scratched off.

Former Tribe Name: A Japanese tribe named the night hawks, centered around assasins, he stowedawayed on a ship, and came to this land.

Attack Type: was born with the ability to fully control his chi, focusing to one part of his body to enhance it, or even bring it out of his body to make a weapon or sheild based on focused chi, but wherever he got the chi from becomes extremeley fragile and can shatter with a light punch.

Moves: ill presume this means skills, ey? ok then.
Punch
Kick
Chi weapon
Chi sheild
Focused chi punch
Focused chi kick
and you get the idea, he has martail arts and chi control :P

Speed: he has a light bodywheight, so he is naturally fast, but can increase this by focusing chi into his legs.

Way of Travel: walking, running, chi running, any other means of transport if he can find it.

Brief History:was raised by a japanese tribe, he was treated as a freak for his ability and was exiled, he sneaked on a ship and arrived in this land.

(( *waits for teh start* ))

Note: If I am too late I understand.

Name: Leo Lyfe

Gender: Male

Age: 39

Appearance: blond hair, fair skinned. There is a notably sized scar above his right eye (diagonal like). Green eyes. Goes shirtless, but wears a a green cape to conceal the permanent markings of his extribe. Due to breeding, he is a larger human (6'7") and muscular.

Former Tribe name: Strong Wings. This tribe is distinguished by wings painted on a normally bare back. A strongly judicial outlook on life, their spiritual convictions are rigid. They believe that everyone is accountable for whatever they do in this life.

Attack Type: Knight (a fighter of sorts, except keeps to a code due to involvement with his tribe) Likes swords and dislikes sheep.

Moves:
-Motivate Person- (the ability to captivate passerby with words and eventually persuade them to a certain decision)
-Power Attack- (adds extra damage)
-Bash Wall- (the ability to VERY noisily break a barrier down, in very extreme cases can break metal barriers at the expense of health unless otherwise noted)
-Conceal Mind- (Can focus to protect thoughts or memories)
-Conviction- (gains physical strength and speed when fighting for code, but saps strength and speed when going against code)
-Focus Armor- (Can focus to improve physical resistance/defense)
-Tank- (Gain temporary health bonus, later will have lower health)

Speed: On a scale 1 to 10, a 3. (The muscular build hinders movement some)

Way of Travel: Horseback

Brief History: Leo was named such to signify his lineage. His father was the Lyon for Strong Winds. Lyon is the lion of the jungle with the absolute control of the tribe. Leo was slated to be Lyon, but an incident occurred that changed his life. He came to a dark alley where a town guard was mistreating a ruffian. Leo came to the aid of the wrong doer in interest of justice. The town guard twisted the story and Leo was sentenced to death. His father spared Leo's life at the expense of his own. Leo was instead banished and the next Lyon family came to rule. The new Lyon's became corrupt with power. Leo's family was murdered by fire (the purest way to die in SW). Leo vowed revenge. Note: The whereabouts of the ruffian are unknown.
Leo ran into Sora late one night. Leo was drunk and picking fights. He just followed Sora back to the outcasts. Leo now looks up to Kayshara as an example of the principles that had fled him long ago.

Ohh...time for some fun!

Name: Aramin Orindu. For some cheap laughs, ask for his full name.

Gender: Male when ast he checked.

Age: 24 years and an assortment of months and days.

Appearance: Aramin is a person you wouldn't want to find breaking into your room in the middle of night. (Unfortunately, you probably wouldn't...) He wears dark clothing that covers from his feet to his nose, leaving only the upper part of his head exposed. His skin is pale, his eyes a cold blue, and his hair long and blondish-brown (usually kept tied back out of his face). Across his torso and waist are a number of belts containing poisons, lockpicks, smoke bombs, and knives. Two large daggers are strapped to either hip. Aramin tops this intimidating visage off with a long black cloak that seems more rags than cloth.

Former Tribe Name: Karitas-Dumol. Roughly translated it means "man-slayer," revealing every secret they might ever hope to keep...

Attack Type: Rogue. Technically assassin, but he prefers the term "hunter or men."

Moves: This is long, so stick with me.

Stealth: Aramin's greatest weapon and defense is his ability to avoid detection. He can easily move with total silence and remain concealed from all but the most vigilant gaze.

Sneak Attack: Aramin's primary method of attack is to stab and/or slice an opponent's vulnerable points with his blade. This will inflict incredible damage and usually cause major bleeding, but can only be used against helpless or unsuspecting opponents.

Kick: Against an opponent in melee range that he can't seem to out-manuver, Aramin will apply classical percussive maintainence to their torso. Translation: he'll kick 'em in the chest. This usually knocks them off-balance and will interrupt spells being cast.

General Combat: Aramin's specialty is sneak attacks, but he can move and strike quickly in melee combat, creating confusing amongst the enemy ranks and attacking many times for fair damage. He has teriffic evasive skills, as well.

Throwing Knives: Aramin carries fifteen throwing knives (which he will replenish after each battle) that he can hurl at his opponents with great accuracy. The damage of these attacks varies depending on where they hit.

Poisons: Aramin is trained in the use of poisons. These will have a variety of effects, including damage, fatigue, blinding, pain, and all kinds of nastiness.

Flash Bomb: Aramin carries three flash bombs into each battle. He can throw these to create a sudden and intense burst of light and a bit of smoke, allowing him to move quickly into a more favorable position. Usually used to flee or repsition himself behind an opponent.

Acrobatics: Highly skilled in acrobatics, Aramin can use his opponents or any grippable surfaces nearby to launch himself into the air, moving to more favorable locations.

Speed: Aramin is an experienced traveler, meaning he can pace himself well. He sacrifices niether time nor energy in walking from place to place. Though he can't keep up with a running horse he can make great progress with sudden sprints.

Way of Travel: Foot, though he won't object to a ride.

Brief History: I'll keep this briefer than usual. The Karitas-Dumol trained Aramin, like all young men of the tribe, to be a killer. He performed his duties beyond their expectations and rose in rank very quickly.

That is, until he found a target he could not kill: Acalasia. When he realized he felt love for her he swore to protect her from the assassins the Karitas would send after her. After a few attacks, however, he was getting tired of watching over his shoulder. He went to his former mentors to negotiate a cessation of hostilities against Acalasia in return for his banishment from the clan. Aramin left to discover why he would risk his life for a mark.

Anything I got wrong, let me know.

(Kinda new to all of this, but this seemed intresting so I thought I'd give it a shot. ^^; )

Name: Hikara

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Appearance: Skin like thoes of a book's page. White hair, grey eyes. Wears a white robe, with the hood up at all times. She has a lip piercing in the middle of her lip. (If you've ever seen Otep's 'the ascension' cd, She looks like the picture on there. http://www.merchco-online.com/index.php?main_page=index&cPath=65_71 there's a picture of it on that website. >_>)

Former Tribe Name: Blood Angels.

Attack Type: She was raised to be a priest.

Moves: Mend, she can heal most wounds, or atleast speed up the process. Daggers of light, sends a hundred spectral daggers at a target. Intrance, she can intrance any living being to do her bidding. Feed of the soul, when she's weak she can steal life from a person, it's very tricky buisness if she doesn't wish to kill the person.

Speed: Light footed, she can run as fast a normal horse, but tires easly so she only runs when needed.

Way of Travel: She travels on spectral horse. It's white with black flames for the main and tail. And it's sort of transparent, though you can still see it.

Brief History: Hikara was born in the tribe Blood Angels, a band of unholy and holy priests alike. Her mother died giving birth, many said it was a bad omen. Most choose one way or the other, Holy or Unholy, but Hikara chose both, secretly training in the light and dark for 10 years. The leader of the tribe, her father became suspicious and followed her one day, what he found shocked him. She would go to her Holy class, and then when it was over she left to train in her Unholy class. Furious her father banned her from the tribe. Alone and afraid at the age of 10 she traveld until 23. She heard of a tribe of outcasts. Having no where to go and being weary of traveling, she joined them.

(Hope that's good :-/ Like I said, I'm sort of new to this stuff. >.<)

(( Shall we start now? >.>, i would, but im not sure what the plotline is, is the creater of the tyhread would like to, yknow, get us started? ))

The sooner, the better. Lezz dooit!

(( uh, very well :P)

Kaiz sighed, the burden of the past few weeks on his back, he did not feel that much guilt for his tribe kicking him out, outcasting him, after all, he was a freak of nature, he deserved it, he-
"No..." he whispered.

He didnt deserve it, the need to see their blood boiled inside the young mans mind, and it happily absorbed it like a sponge. He had heard rumors about a clan who recided in the woods, a group of outcasts, if you will, he seeked them out, until eventually he stood at their door.

"uhm... hello? anyone in there?" he knocked.

Hikara is sitting in the middle of an oasis on a rock. She's facing a beautiful waterfall. Her eyes are closed and she's floating a few inches from the ground, medatating. She begins to think, 'After such a long time... I finnaly belong. In a tribe of outcasts, but still... I belong.' She floats up more and lands gracefully on her feet. She stares at the sky letting her skin soak in the sun rays. 'I should head back to them soon.'

Hikara is sitting in the middle of an oasis on a rock. She's facing a beautiful waterfall. Her eyes are closed and she's floating a few inches from the ground, medatating. She begins to think, 'After such a long time... I finnaly belong. In a tribe of outcasts, but still... I belong.' She floats up more and lands gracefully on her feet. She stares at the sky letting her skin soak in the sun rays. 'I should head back to them soon.'

Kaiz heard the sound of the waterfall nearby, he walked over to see if there was anyone there, seeing as no one had awnsered his knock, he stumbled accross a girl, and noticed she was meditateing, as silently as he could he made his way to a rock and sat, carefull not to disturb her.

Kaiz heard the sound of the waterfall nearby, he walked over to see if there was anyone there, seeing as no one had awnsered his knock, he stumbled accross a girl, and noticed she was meditateing, as silently as he could he made his way to a rock and sat, carefull not to disturb her.

Hikara turns to head back but is startled to see a young man sitting on a rock. "H-Hello. Who are you? And, how long have you been there?"

"Kaiz, and ive been here for a few minutes, apologies for sneaking up on you like this but i didnt want to disturb your meditation." kaiz scratched the back of his head and continued, "may i ask if you are one of the outcasts? im intrested in joining.."

(question; Wouldn't we need the leader for Kaiz to join?, because I doubt I can make that decision >.<)


Hikara smiles. "My name is Hikara, and it's alright. Yes, I am a member of the outcasts." She step on the water, light appears on the surface as her foot touches it and makes her way to the land. "This way to the (I don't know what you'd call it, hideout or something? >.>; Sorry ^^;; thats what I'm going to call it.) hideout." She walks slowly, only once looking back to see if Kaiz was following.

Kaiz nodded, and followed after, Heh, odd, wasnt expecting a member of some renegade outcast clan to be kind, guess all the storys may not be true after all.

About halfway to the hideout, Hikara tries to strike up a conversation, "So, Kaiz... what tribe did you come from? You don't have to say if you don't want."

"i...well, i come from a tribe across the water, a group who specailise in focusing 'Chi', body energy if you will, to enhance thier hand-to-hand combat apilitys, i was naturally gifted... to a unnatrual extent," kaiz said as his hand went pale and a sword made of blue energy formed in it, "i was seen as a freak, and exiled, i stowdawayed on a ship, then i came here, theres alot of rumors of this clan of outcasts, and i needed a place..." Kaiz sighed, "youknow, to call home, with others like me, and what about you, Hikara?"

Hikara smiles faintly. "That sounds intresting... I came from a tribe of priests. I was caught training in both holy and unholy magic. You're only supose to learn one you see... so my father cast me out. I've been traveling since then until I heared about this tribe.. and so I joined." Hikara giggles. "Silly, don't you think? You would think my father would be happy I was stronger then others.. but it's the opposite."

Kaiz nodded and sighed, "T'is the ignorrance of men these days, they only found that magic to be unholy because it most likeley hurt them, therefore its hostile, hostile turns into evil in there eyes, take undead, for example, the ones that have minds, not the rotting wandering brainless corpses, ive had a few of them as freinds dureing my travels, and to be honest, there just like us, they have emotions, personality, they can feel empathy, mercy, pain, depression, all the things we can, yet people who are bound to the "Holy ways" think their very existence is a abdomination and they need to be wiped out, when really, there the ones being ignorrant and killing them off, one by one because they had the bad luck of a necromancer stumbleing accros their corpses, i mean no offence to your father and former tribe, but thats what I consider to be evil."

"Yes, but who are you to judge someone's intentions?"

The voice came from behind them. Standing not twenty feet away was a young man in black clothes with a full cloak about him. The many items he carried on his person let show his lack of scruples. He had approached without a sound and very well could have been standing there for quite a while.

"Hikara, Kayshara was calling for you. James got himself busted up again." He glanced over at Kiaz. "I suppose I can give our...guest the grand tour."

Hikara blushes. "Ah.. alright." She runs off to find Kayshara.

The man in black watches her walk away, then turns back to Kiaz.

"You have to run it through Kayshara before you can become an official liability. Until then you're nothing but an uninvited guest. Watch yourself,or I'll kill you."

His point made, he extended his hand. "That said, I'm Aramin."

The man in black watches her walk away, then turns back to Kiaz.

"You have to run it through Kayshara before you can become an official liability. Until then you're nothing but an uninvited guest. Watch yourself,or I'll kill you."

His point made, he extended his hand. "That said, I'm Aramin."

Kaiz took the hand and shook it.

"Fair enough, im kaiz" he nodded to him, "so, would you be kind enough to give me this 'grand tour' then?"

"Right. We don't have much. Behind us is the house. We all live in there, though Kayshara did find a nice enough place to set up. Hikara's favorite waterfall is just over there. I'm not sure why she spends so much time there."

Aramin walked a few steps past the house, Kiaz following behind him. He pointed to a large cave behind the house. "That's the storage. After a few people joined the tribe, we had to move al of the extra crap out to make sleeping room. It's safe enough, but James and I have to clear critters out sometimes."

Continuing twoards the edge of the small clearing the house was built in, Aramin waved his arm. "This is our forest. Each of us has a different use for it and a different place to be in it, but we all find some sort of meaning in it. Sora and Hikara have foundit as a sancutary for their...questionable powers. James hunts. I just like to prowl around at night and say 'boo!'"

A catlike grin forms on Hikara's face as she watches Aramin and Kaiz from the shadows. Right as he finished his sentance she pounced, landing on Aramin's back. "James is healing and I hate it when you sneak up on me. So as revenge you have to give me a piggy back ride."

i think the thread opener have quited?

A catlike grin forms on Hikara's face as she watches Aramin and Kaiz from the shadows. Right as he finished his sentance she pounced, landing on Aramin's back. "James is healing and I hate it when you sneak up on me. So as revenge you have to give me a piggy back ride."

"Ah!" Aramin stumbled a bit under the pressure, but stayed standing; Hikara wasn't heavy, but the sudden drop was surprising.

Aramin sighed. "Alright. But don't pull my hair this time."

Hikara mummbles, "I said I was sorry. And besides, you almost dropped me." She fake pouts.

Aramin managed a smile over his shoulder. "It's alright. I just like my hair to stay attached to my head."

He turned back to Kiaz. "THe 'grand tour' is pretty much over. You'll have to talk to Kayshara to join, and that means one more mouth to feed. Still, we could use the extra pair of hands; It's not easy to maintain total autonomy from the rest of the world."

He hitched Hikara up higher on his back. "Okay, Miss, where to?"

(How are we going to get the ok from Kayshara if she's never on? >.<; )

Hikara grins. "Hmm... I don't know... the waterfall I guess." She wraps her arms around Aramin's neck, careful not to choke him. She points one arm out, "Onward!"

OOC: 'Tis a good question. I move for a temporary cesation of comments until our absent leader comes back. I sent her a PM, but I've got nothing so far.

(Errms... she hasnt been on since december though =/ and alot of people forget and don't come back. But we can wait I supose.)

(( :(. thats a shame, oh well, in the meantime.... LOLCAT! http://http://azahar.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/lolcat-faith-heealer.jpg

( lol. I've seen that one befor. =d )

(( ... well, uh, yeah... cookies anyone? ))

((I suggest that you guys control her character for awhile. Oh and me? Don't mind me i'm just passing by... looking for my cat... here kitty kitty!))
((Well if u guys want. I'll join this RP :P))
((Oh and pls join this RP too, we still need a few more members: The Deviant Inn (http://www.onrpg.com/boards/79108.html)))

OOC: Jeez, you're just mooching evreyone for that thing, aren't ya? Well, Deselin is still gone from the .hack// one , so I may make an appearance.

( Sorry! Oh my goodness! I didn't even know. I'm so disappointed with my self! Please forgive me! Oh, I'm so sorry!)

Kayshara got back from a long and tiring journey, she saw Hikara searching for her in the small house. And noticed Aramin speaking to a man.

"Hello, another Soul has been kicked out of a clan? Sickened souls are those of which we love to see bloodshed! Please, for our sake, a small task of initiation? Go to the land of the forsaken, the souls that roam the dark dessert of Anak'loka. Be weary, this task is no simple task, the souls will trick you! They will turn into lavish women, taunting you. When you enter the only building, be sure not to eat any of the feast! For this will make you one of the corrupted souls. Your task, take this vessel.
// Hands Kaiz a small vessel, tube like.\\
Now, the real task is to find the Wooden Chair with a sword carved into it. There are 14 in the Dining Room, all of them has axes carved into it. The one with the sword will have a transparent figure. This is the soul of the one we all despise, the soul of Cordakkin Rejectiotian. Otherwise know as the one who supplies the feeling of reject. Now go, Your task will make you a small legend in the clan, Hikara! Aramin! Follow Kaiz, help him with his task, you will all be rewarded. Kaiz, your fortune... you shall learn of it."

( Sorry! Oh my goodness! I didn't even know. I'm so disappointed with my self! Please forgive me! Oh, I'm so sorry!)

Kayshara got back from a long and tiring journey, she saw Hikara searching for her in the small house. And noticed Aramin speaking to a man.

"Hello, another Soul has been kicked out of a clan? Sickened souls are those of which we love to see bloodshed! Please, for our sake, a small task of initiation? Go to the land of the forsaken, the souls that roam the dark dessert of Anak'loka. Be weary, this task is no simple task, the souls will trick you! They will turn into lavish women, taunting you. When you enter the only building, be sure not to eat any of the feast! For this will make you one of the corrupted souls. Your task, take this vessel.
// Hands Kaiz a small vessel, tube like.\\
Now, the real task is to find the Wooden Chair with a sword carved into it. There are 14 in the Dining Room, all of them has axes carved into it. The one with the sword will have a transparent figure. This is the soul of the one we all despise, the soul of Cordakkin Rejectiotian. Otherwise know as the one who supplies the feeling of reject. Now go, Your task will make you a small legend in the clan, Hikara! Aramin! Follow Kaiz, help him with his task, you will all be rewarded. Kaiz, your fortune... you shall learn of it."


(( hey! its allright, i forgive ya :). ))

Kaiz nodded, and set out, after a number of hours he reached the desert, it was extremeley eeire, the sky seemed to be pitch black, sand lightly splatting upon his face, in his eyes and in his mouth, makeing his throat go dry, he stumbled through the sand, then, suddenly he heard a whisper.

"Oh, why, hello there." A ghost giggled and swirled around his head, "what do we have here, aww, look at the poor little freak, all alone." she giggled as she swirled around, taunting him as a few others joined her, crackiling laughs escaped their mouths, their tauntings stabbed Kaiz's mind like daggers, but he continued, his mind clouded, terrible memories soon comeing back, he burst open the door of the house there, a spirit stood at the end of the dineing table, then laughed, sending the most painfull image of kaiz's life into his head..


In the native land across the seas, a cry rung out through the valleys there, silence by punches, kaiz's childhood self was being repetedly beaten by a group of older children, one of them laughed at him, and smiled, "Oh, wheres your whore of a mother gone eh? shouldnt she save her son, oh, wait a second, she cant, shes most likeley slapped in iorns now, haveing hot iorn pressed against here, shes going to die in that prison, kaiz, shes going to die!" he said, letting out a crackleing laugh as he slammed his left fist into kaiz, suddenly a huge spike of chi ripped from kaiz chest, impaleing the boy who was pummleing him, kaiz had meant to simply hit him with the chi, but his rooked skills with it had spiked the boy instead, the others screamed, running, terrified at their freind's corpse, blood dripped onto kaiz's face, everything flashed white and kaiz looked at the spirit...

"That memory.. was still... raw.. too fresh... you..." Kaiz turned his head up, "You.... ggghhhRARRRRRGH!" He screamed, and chi pourend from every part of his body, turning into thousands of needles wich flew towards the spirit in a flashing spray of amazeing, glowing light, the cavern itself started to glow, due to the chi's supernatural was able to peirce through the spirits in the building, kaiz's sanity returned to him as the light died down and returned to his body, he staggered, and fell, hitting his head on the table as he went, everything... was... going... dark..

"... I have things to do with that vessel. What is taking the boy so long? The night of Kaizs vision is coming. The Night of Seven Moons."
Kayshara carefully got on her bull. She told the bull to go to Anak'loka. The walk was short, her bull was full of energy today! She trudged through the blistering sands as the spirits popped up and started to talk to her.
"Kayshara, hmm? Sickens me to see that Laris has died, right sisters?"
The spirits began to laugh, they laughed until tears rolled down their face. Kayshara became dizzy... tranced. It was a vision.
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"I don't think you should kill her Borayr, just send her away!" said Laris.
"Hmm. Fine, Guards! Cast Kayshara out of these parts, send her far away," yelled Borayr. "Oh my! What ever shall we do with the sharpened blade my dear Laris? Aaah, you would like to take your own life in place of your sisters!? Fine, guard, the blade. Your sister needed this so much more than you!"
"She will see your death Borayr! Hear me sister! When you have this vision, listen to me! The women spirits of Anak'loka are your key to this vision!" Laris exclaimed.
"Shut your mouth girl! Your death will be of pleasure to my eyes!" Borayr said.
"Kill him sister! ... No!... Stop, please Borayr! Sister! Impale him with his own horn! Please hear me sister! I lov..."
*Seeee* The blade impaled her. Death. Then the blood curdling scream came that Kayshara heard when she left.
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"Hehe! Sisters! Do I spy a tear from the face of Mother Nature!? Haha! I hope your little friend Kaiz is alright. Last time we checked he was on the floor! Ahehehe!" The Spirits exclaimed.
Kaysharas bull, bull dozed the door down.
"Kaiz!" Kayshara yelled. "Cordakkin! You lousy bastard!"
"Settle my dear, he is not dead, yet only slightly unconscious," said Cordakkin.
"Natures Touch!" Kayshara yelled.
"Nice try my dear. C'mon Kayshara, you know me, I'm a spirit of true agile."
Kayshara took the vessel from Kaiz's hand and stood up. She through it directly at him. Cordakkin caught it.
"Wha- What the hell!? Noo- N- Aaah! Laris... Lar-... Haha! The dead cow! Haha! I can only guess the tribe ate good that night! Hahah-"
*Silence*
Kayshara picked up Kaiz and they went back to the Outcast Tavern.

((OOC: Um, I am a bit confuse, but can I still join? :3))

( Oh gosh yes! Be sure you answer the whole sheet, then start off at the Outcast Tavern)

Character Sheet.
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Name: Reima Himora


Gender: Female


Age: 22


Appearance: She has pale skin and long, flowing, purple hair. Her eyes look like the sky itself. She wears a light blue sleevless shirt, rippling out to her waist with light cloud designs on it. Unattached white kimono-like sleeves were held up by blue bows. Below her shirt were light brown pants, a rippled white cloth tied around her waist, a deep red sash, and a completly black sash. Crystal orbs are attached to the end of them to signal oneselves location (they clatter together when moving).


Former Tribe Name: Wind Tribe. "Work together as one."


Attack Type: Wind Goddess (Rank - Highest)


Moves:


1. Hovering Smash - Flings your opponent in the air mentally and crashes them harshly onto the ground below. Slightly weakens mental strength.

2. Spiralling Waltz - Spin your body at top speed while performing deadly blows to your opponent. If more than one opponent, swiftly spin your body from one opponent to the other, performing deadly blows. Weakens physical strength.

3. Wind Blast - A simple blast of wind in both direstions. Can blow opponents coming on both sides away. Good for escape.

4. Aerial Upper Slash - Perform a backflip behind your opponent and strike in a slash motion, making that opponent go flying in the air. May caused back problems if used improperly.

5. Agility Blitz - Allows your body to move from one place to another within eye distance in a blink of an eye. Tires out your legs after awhile.

6. Wingless Bird - Leap to high places in a matter of seconds, as long as it is withing eye distance. Tires out your legs after awhile.

7. Teleport - As the name implies, you simply teleport from within the distance of the nakid eye.

8. Fly - Simple enough, allows the person to fly in the air. Only those who truly mastered the art of the Wind Techniques can be able to fly in the air. Takes a lot of physical and mental strength, but if mastered, is a handy tool. Defensive strength is 0%. If you are attacked while performing "fly," you can be seriously injured.


Speed: Extremely fast.


Way of Travel: Feet


Brief History:

When Reima was still a little girl, she was very gifted in the art of Wind. At the age of 6, she began training how to use her abilities to its fullest. When she reached the age of 16, she not only knew almost every technique there was in the art of Wind, but she even taught herself how to fly.

Before long, at the age of 20, she became a master of flying and all the techniques her tribe had to teach her. Still, she studied in secret to increase her power, even though she had already gained the rank of Wind Goddess.

After two more years, the tribe felt she was becoming too powerful and forced her out of the tribe. When she did not leave, trying to offer a way to teach other how to fly and other techniques, they tied the blood red and black sashes she has on today around her waist, along with the noisy crystals. They then forced her to leave, threatening to kill her. Since the sashes represented "blood" and "death," combined meant she was to recieve a "bloody death." Reima managed to run far away, only to hear the tribe chasing after her.

Frightened, she pulled out all of her techniques and was able to escape her bloody fate. Still, till this day, Reima feels like she is being followed and is constantly on the run, hoping to find somewhere, anywhere, where she could feel safe.

((OOC: Hope it is not too long :/))

Edit for my stupidity: Oops. Appearently our fearless leader is back...my mistake.

"Reima," said Kayshara softly. "Just as Kaiz, an initiation task is at hand, another vessel is need for The Night of Seven Moons. In the cold tops of Mount Hakash lays the soul of the deceased, those who are pure. You must find the soul of Cordakkin Acceptuuian, other wise know as the one who provides the feeling of acceptance. He is our leader the one we adore and need! His features are easy to see, he is over indulged, and robust. Accep will easily greet you with joy. After you say "Hello" throw this vessel at him."
// Hands Reima another vessel, also tube like. \\
"Good luck my sister, return to us unharmed."
With that Kayshara pushed Reima off and began to tend with Kaiz and his messed mind.

((OOC: Sorry, took me awhile to reread everything and come up with an idea :3 ))

Reima nodded, gazing at Kaiz with slightly saddened eyes. It wasn't tht efact that he looked physically tired and wounded, but that he seemed to have suffered great pain mentally.

Could it have been a memory from the past? Reima thought to herself briefly, taking the vessel as she did with a nod. Well, a soul of acceptance surely can not be that bad. Mhm, and may this soul be free of his past. She then walked away swiftly, heading to Mount Hakash.

A chilling breeze sweept across Reima's face as she finally reached her destination. Hands clenched into fist, she continued her search for the soul of Cordakkin Acceptuuian, racing across the mountain side with careful, but quick feet. Looking around, she began to feel an ominous presence all around her.

"Come out, Cordakkin Acceptuuian!" She shouted before grinning, "I know you are here! I will not fail this mission."

A kindly male spirit slowly drifted from around a group of huge boulders, smiling warmly. His figure was indeed robust, with clear signs of where muscles used to be. Other spirits surrounded him, as though tranced by his looks. Clenching the vessel, Reima stared at them with disgust.

"Hello, my name is Reima Himora, former Wind Tribe master and future outcast," Reima introduced, twitching a bit at the mention of her former tribe name. "I am here on strict business. You can either help me to end this quickly or make this harder by resisting."

She then revealed the bottle, ready to through the vessle at the spirit. He merely smiled sweetly and opened his mouth as though to speak.

"Such a happy past you have compared to the other outcasts," Cordakkin replied suddenly. "You became a master of your tribe, also known as the 'Wind Goddess,' a truly fitting name. Wouldn't you like to soar through the skies again like you did when you were young--"

"That's enough!" Reima found herself blurting out angrily. "You know nothing about my past! I loved those people with all my heart, and I was betrayed because I became stronger than the others! My family, friends, and fellow tribe members all turned against me!"

Reima felt a sudden embrace, both warm and eerie at the same time. Tears suddenly fell down her face as Cordakkin lunged forword and clung to her. She could feel new memories replacing the old. People she would meet would finally accept her, no matter how strong she was. They would always smile at her and become her new family. A warm feeling she had once felt when she was young.

Yes. Warmth. I will no longer be alone. I can be with new friends; a new family. But...why was I so sad? Why can't I remember? No! There is something missing! Love? Hatred? A life I had before...both a sad and happy one. There was another life! I can't...I can't...

"I can't forget my past, no matter how painful!" Reima yelled to the world, throwing the bottle at Cordakkin. "My past and my future...those are my memories! No one should throw away memories, even if it feels like it may rip you apart mentally and physically! They are your memories! No matter what, I can never forget what I felt and went through. My memories are a part of me, a part I will never lose."

((OOC: Dramatic and somewhat long, but I hope it was okay :o If not, I will try to improve! :3 ))

Kaiz woke up suddenly, panting, sweat dripping onto the beadsheets, he held his head, goraning, his head coulded with thoughts, he could not think straight, he rememberd the vision of when he had impaled the boy with his chi, he shivered at the memory, even though he was sweating, that had been the day that changed his life, he had never shown his... ability to anyone before, he may have even been accepted if he hadnt killed a fellow member with it.

He turned to the woman beside his bed, "I... did i past the test?"

"I should think so."

Aramin popped out of nowhere, a bad habit of his. He stood beside Kayshara with his arms crossed, the many blades on his body staying surprisingly silent despite the movement. His face was one of restrained amusement.

"Kayshara, you put him through more than any of us. I think that deserves a place to call home, don't you?"

Reima came back, holding the vessel in her hands. Looking around, she did not see anyone really around. She was thinking about what she had said, and how she could of forgotten her past.

No, my scars of my memory are no where compared to that of some of the others here. Still, I will have a place to call home, if I had truly succedded in this mission.

She waited a outside for a bit, hoping that Kayshara would come to her soon. It had been awhile since she actually spoke with anyone, so she was unsure if she should go inside.

Atleast that spirit did not do anything as bad as whatever did to that poor man. He looked like he was in so much pain. Maybe I should go in to see if he is okay. No, I have to wait to complete this mission first, then I can go inside and see if he is okay.

"Kaiz, you're welcome, thank you for the vessel, the Night is coming soon."
Kayshara looked outside.
"Hehe... Child, child, come in, do not be afraid show me what you have achieved.

((OOC: I still do not get what the vessel is for, but I will wait for someone else to post before me :D

Can you explain to me what the vessel is? ))

Edward shivered as the haunting memory of him killing the bully returned, he shunned it down and got out from the bed, as the others left the room he quickly undressed from his leather armor and into a comfortable silk suit, he walked downstairs.

"Ehm, may i have a drink?" he said, smileing.

Reima entered as told. Once inside, she spotted the person she saw hurt earlier. She walked over, a concern look on her face.

"Are you okay?" Was the first thing that came out of her mouth. "I mean, I saw you injured when I first arrived, and I was not sure if you were okay or not. My name is Reima Himora, by the way. I felt bad ever since I saw you like that, leaving without saying anything. So, I just wanted to know if you were okay. Oh, also, would you mind telling me your name?"

She blushed a bit at how stupid she sounded. Not only that, but she soon realized that he was not the only one around. Looking up at him, all she could do was smile idiotically, waiting for a response.

((OOC: Erm, yeah, totally confused at this point on what to do with the vessel x.x ))

Kaiz scratched the back of his head, "Yeah, im fine, and dont trouble yourself with it, really, its no problem atall." he said, smileing, "And my names Kaiz, pleased to meet you, his gaze turned to the vessel in her hand, "Ah, i seen youve passed your test? congratulations!" he said, smileing again.

"Good, all seven vessels. The vessel will be combined in the Pool of Garnor. The Spirits will take their true form and be the ruthless warriors they once were. We will leave at Moon Rise tomorrow,The Journey will last us 7 nights."
Kayshara trembled as she walked to the door, she looked down, then up, and turned to Kaiz. She sighed. Then walked out of the Tavern. She walked towards her bull, she ordered it towards the waterfall. She ordered the rushing waters to stop and allow her in the cave. She went through it to her usual spot, Point Cast. From the tip of this rock was a beautiful scene, she could see so many things, the one thing she looked at everyday, her Tribe.
"Laris," Kayshara was beginning her Spiritual Communication, as she did everyday. "Laris, I'm still trying to find you, I will find your spirit sister! This will be going on three months now sister. What more must I do to find you?"
Kayshara knew that when she poured the 7 vessels in the pool, all souls would be visible to her eye, and Kaiz's. Frightening Souls, scary, deadly, murdering, souls. But then, what about the Eleven spirits, the kind, gentle, caring, beautiful souls. She made her way back to the Tavern.
"Everyone pack your things, we depart in thirteen hours. Be sure to carry all weapons, we will be passing two tribes tomorrow."

Reima was glad Kaiz was okay. Before she could reply, Kayshara came in. Handing her vessel over, Kayshara began to speak. After she was done, Reima saw her glance over at Kaiz slightly. Standing in silence after she left, Reima pondered the reason why.

"Could she feel bad for making him suffer like that?" Reima shrugged, waiting for her to return.

A little while later, she told them to get ready for their journey, one that would last 7 nights, and that they would past two tribes tomorrow. At this, she could feel the air stifling. She then came up with her own solution for earlier and now.

Wait, she looked at Kaiz in a worried way. Could one of these two tribes be his own? I shouldn't assume so soon, but still...that could be the reason. If so, then this will be a difficult journey for Kaiz indeed. I hope he will be okay if this is true.

She noticed that she was staring at Kaiz and then turned away quickly, bringing her gaze to Kayshara. Seeing as she had just travelled there, she had everything ready, and did not need to back up. Sighing, she waited for everyone else to back up.

((The flu sucks =( Sorry I haven’t been posting.))

Hikara walked in and handed Kaiz a glass of water, "You wanted a drink right?" She then turned and smiled, heading off to the waterfall. "I'll be at the waterfall, send someone to get me an hour before we leave please."
She reached the waterfall and closed her eyes. She then made her way to the rock in the middle. Her eyes still closed she mumbled, "I swear to the spirits I will see no evil." She clasped her hands together as if she was praying. A bright light engulfed her and a vision filled her mind.

Children, no older then five ran around a pond, the edges where rimmed in white marble and gold. A nine year old Hikara was sitting on the edge, a rose in her hand. A boy, about the same age sat next to her. "So you're saying... I have to... betray my father?" She whispered, staring at the rose. "In a way." The boy murmured and took Hikara's face in his hands. "Then I cannot." She said simply and walked away. "Hikara if you leave, it's over between us. You're secret will slip. You'll pay for what you're doing." The boy shouted after her. She did not turn. A single tear slid down her face as she whispered, "So it shall be. Our love is no more, and my father will cast me out."

Aramin ran his knives down a small whetstone. He had brewed his poisons earlier and was waiting for his smoke formulas to dry into powder. Everything was business with him. It had been for his whole life. He had no room for error, no time to goof off. No time to reminisce.

Not even about Acalasia.

I can't figure out why I did it. It's not sensible by any means. She was just a target. I've killed beautiful women before. Why couldn't I just kill her and get it over with? Dammit!

He had cut his hand on his knife. He snickered. I guess it's sharp enough...

Reima walked outside, waiting for everyone to get ready. Her cold feet felt the smooth, yet prickly grass below. She noticed a large, gray rock that had a flat surface. She sat down, her light blue eyes gazing up at the same colored sky. She smiled slightly, tears rolling down her cheecks. Her shirt was almost the same exact design as the very sky she was looking at, only a bit lighter. Her legs shuffled in her skirt as she kept her gaze on the sky, a cloud flouting by slightly. She closed her eyes, her light blue orbs hidden behind pale curtains. Reima's purple hair danced to a bizarre wind coming from her very body. She could feel her body leaving the ground, her feet lifting off the ground below. Eyelids tightly closed, she let herself go higher, finally releasing her eyes from their closed state, her pupils growing smaller in shock. She was about six feet in the air, but it felt higher to her. Holding her head, she could feel her memories coming back. Reima fell to the ground, unable to keep herself afloat.

"No, I can never soar across the sky ever again," Reima told herself. "It reminds me too much of that day. Never...it is too painful."

She stayed on the ground, her head tilted towards it, letting her hair fall over her face like a waterfall of hair.

"Waterfall?" Reima thought as she suddenly heard the rush of water. "Huh? There was a waterfall right beside me and I did not even notice. I wonder...if anyone else ever just sits by it. The waterfall is like a mirror. It reflects your true self in its pools of water, showing you a person of your past, as it wavers slightly. A person could look in its reflection of that person and see only themselves, while those who harbor a truly horrible or unforgetable past could only see that person in its wake, especially at night. The sun shines upon it and allows one to see who they are now, but at night, the moonlight can show you your true form. It is like day and night. Only when day is out can someone decieve the world, but at night, their true forms are released. Everyone can reveal their true self in the cover of darkness. It is only when the light is upon you that you try to cover it up with lies. Both day and night, this waterfall...they can show the world how cruel or kind a person is. Nature itself is both a blessing and a curse...just like us...we were given both blessings and curses...but it is only those who fear such power that truly are the one's hiding their true faces...the ones who are weak and afraid...the ones that come out in the dark and show their true feelings."

Reima was broken from her train of thought as she thought she saw the outline of a person through the waterfall.

"Who's there?" Reima questioned, her voice calm yet loud enough to hear.

"S'me." Aramin saw that she was a bit on edge. "Sorry. Did I startle you?"

Aramin and Reima rarely crossed paths, considering how much time they spent in the same group. She was a wind mage, he was an assassin; they had no reason to associate on a regular basis. And since Aramin was away on..."official business" so often, there were very few times when they had the opportunity to speak to each other.

"Whatcha doing?"

Reima looked around to see Aramim coming up to her.

"Whatcha doing?" He asked.

It seemed like a line he would never ask. Unlike her, he was an assasin, and did not mind killing. She, one the other hand, tried to avoid it as much as possible. It seemed horrible to take the life of a promising future or that of a loved one. Still, it would be wrong to go against someone's personal thoughts. Reima was gentle by nature, only trying to strengthen her powers as a means of protecting those around her.

"Yeah, but when I tried to protect my tribe, I was chased out of fear of becoming too powerful," Reima found this thought drift to her mind. "No matter how you look at it, I only wanted to help make everyone else stronger, but the tribe itself feared power. Well, that is in the past. I have a new tribe and people who I can love, respect, and protect. People who do not fear power, nor regect you because you are talented. People who do not love or hate you by your strength, but you as a person. So then, why haven't I gotten to know everyone better?"

"I was just thinking about everything until now," Reima finally spoke outloud. "What were you doing up until now? Don't you have to pack or something?"

((OOC: Wait, how do you know her that well if she is new...if she is new...I do not know anymore...? :/ ))

"Hm? Pack? If you mean my clan, they don't need me anymore. It's not something I often look back at. Thinking about things like that brings your mind from your mission." He saw curiosity in her eyes.

"Still, I guess I have to explain. I was trained to be an assassin from the age of three. I took to it like a fish to the water, and by the time I was 15 I was the best of the best. I retained this title for years."

"Then I got a new assignment. It was for a girl. Well, more of a young woman. I had killed beautiful women before, so this was not the issue. I somehow found myself unable to kill this one. I even stayed for a while as her guard, fighting off my clan's attempts to kill her. I came back to the fold long enough to barter my exile for her safety, and I've been on my own since."

His face was as mild as always. The story didn't seem to upset him a bit.

"Well, actually, I was wondering if you had to 'pack' for the seven day journey," Reima corrected him, blushing for some bizarre reason. "Um, but it was nice to hear your story, Arimim. It helped me to understand you a little more."

Reima smiled a bit, then continued. "Well, I would not mind hearing about this girl you could not kill, if you are already ready for the journey. If not, then you best hurry before Kayshara comes back. We leave when she returns. Though I wonder where she went?"

Looking around, she could only see the rock she had been sitting on, the waterfall, and the hideout in the distance. Sighing, she returned her gaze back to Arimim.

"What now?" Reima questioned herself, a troubled look appearing on her face. "I could tell him my story, but it probably is not that interesting. Besides, he probably did not hear Kayshara announce the seven day trip...er, journey. He will probably go off to get his stuff ready, and leave me with my thoughts."

"Well, if you are going back inside to pack, then I will go in too," Reima finally told him. "If not, I could tell you my story. Um, never mind. It really is not that interesting. Well, see you inside, I guess."

After she said that, she waited a little bit to see what Arimim would do, walking slowly.

"After all, it would be nicer to get along like true friends, or even like a family. I think that if Arimim does not talk to me, then I will go inside and talk to Kaiz. He will probably not tell me anything about his past yet, since it probably scarred him the most. I think I will just ask about his interest or something. Who am I kidding? I will probably just sit down somewhere until Kayshara comes back, seeing as I do not talk to a lot of people anyways."

For the first time in a while, Aramin broke into a fit of laughter. "Oh! I thought...oh, never mind! Wow, that was a bit awkward, wasn't it? Kinda nice, though, to get personal. Doesn't happen to me often."

Blushing wasn't an action Aramin commonly found himself doing. In fact, "never" was probably a more accurate description. It was nice to feel the blood rush to his cheeks in embarassment now, however. It made him feel human, rather than the simple shadow he presented himself as.

It wasn't a feeling he was intending on getting familiar with, though. He still had things to do, and socialization came after duties. He had to finish his preparations, secure the supplies being left behind, make sure those staying could hold the fort...of course, Kayshara hadn't assigned these duties to him, but he figured that he should be suseful where he could and scarce where he couldn't.

"Well, sorry for that bit. I'll alleviate the silence by leaving first, huh? Call me if you need any assistance. I'm never more than an earshot away."

He leapt into the treees above them, disappearing in the direction of the Cemetary Clearing.

OOC: His name is Aramin. You keep messing up the last letter.

OOC: His name is Aramin. You keep messing up the last letter.

((OOC: Okay, but, your the one that confused me '~' ))

"S'me." Aramim saw that she was a bit on edge. "Sorry. Did I startle you?"

((OOC: See, you spelled your name like "Arimim," so I simply copied it into my post by typing it word for word...sorry :(
PS: I have a bad memory, so I have to spell names as I see them, or I really would make a mistake (in fact, in one of the RPs, I spelled my own character's last name wrong, and I had to edit it...) :( ))

Hikara broke out of her state of remembering at the sound of voices. She looked over to see Aramin and Reima. 'I haven’t really talked to her... maybe we could be friends.' With that thought Hikara walked over the water and reached the two about the time Aramin disappeared. She stood in front of Reima and smiled. "My names Hikara." She held out her hand. "Please excuse my rudeness earlier. I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself."

Reima watched as Arimin vanished from sight, the rustling in the trees could still be seen and heard. It seemed he was headed to a Cemetary Clearing, which Reima still did not know exactly where that was located. A voice from behind her jolted her from her gaze to finding Aramin, whurling around to see Hikara.

"My names Hikara." The young woman said as she held a hand out to her. "Please excuse my rudeness earlier. I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself."

"Hello, my name is Reima Himora," Reima introduced, shaking Hikara's hand. "It is nice to meet you. Oh, and you do not have to apologize. I should of took it upon myself to greet everyone properly, heh."

Reima glanced at the door to the hide-out, in which Kaiz was in. Sighing, she smiled and returned her gaze to Hikara.

"It should be fun having all these new people here." Hikara smiled noticing Reima's glance at Kaiz. "There's not that many girls here, so it'll be nice having someone to talk to."

"Yeah, it would be," Reima murmered, realizing she had been staring in the direction of Kaiz for way too long and blushed a bit, for some unknown reason. "Er, so, do you know andything about this journey we are suppose to be heading out to. Kayshara said it would last seven nights and we would leave in thirteen hours. What I am curious to is the two tribes we will pass. I keep worrying about Kaiz because, well, I noticed Kayshara glance at him sadly, or more like, worried. I don't know, but it has me sceptical. What exactly did Kayshara test Kaiz on? When I first saw him, he was so hurt. I feel bad, but there has to be a reason Kayshara is testing him like this. Ah, sorry to rant on and on."

"Don't worry about it. I honestly don't know either. But don't worry too much about Kaiz, Kayshara knows what she's doing. Kaiz is strong, I would suspect maybe she was testing that, or his mental strength. I'm really clueless. I'm sure though eventualy everything will unfold. As for the journy, I think it has to do with the tasks she told you two to do. I'm not completely sure." Hikara sighed and looked at the sky. "Everything has gotten so... difficult." She mummerd softly to herself.