[center][h3]Oram Hellios, Lunar Wolf[/h3][/center] Oram let out a low growl as he listened to the two Roganoff men and the woman. The old bag of bones had some project in mind. Alec hadn’t seemed to be in on it before, but apparently now he was. Oram was ready, in his eyes. Oram was in the dark though. He was annoyed. These bastard were always using him for whatever whimsical ideas came to mind. “What the fuck do you bastards want me to do? Out with it already.” He barked, doing his best to ignore Alec’s teasing. He already knew how strong he was. Yes he did have S rank level strength. That didn’t matter to him. He didn’t even care that Alec had kept him from either joining or passing the S rank exams. What he cared about was why. Why the hell were they doing this? What were they going to make him do now? And the woman too. Why was she in league with them. He had so many questions and he never got answers. Not until it was either too late, or he managed to find out himself. The latter was rare. Only occurred about o.o6% of the time. ------------------------------- [center][h3]Nicolas Grimmond, Harpy’s Wing, Augustine Town[/h3][/center] Nicolas had been stuck in that dreadful illusion. It started with his first hallucination, but than he noticed something. Everybody was gone. He turned around. He was alone. There were dead bodies around him. Some guild members that had been around him. Some he had wanted to speak too, but hadn’t gotten the chance. Some he had already begun to admire. All of them dead. But that wasn’t the end of it. He clenched his eyes shut to try and ignore it, but then he heard a voice calling out to him. “Mom?” He opened them immediately and looked around. She wasn’t… Not wait… There she was. Being help up by the hair. He was chained down. They… His biological parents… It was them… Hurting her… He wanted to scream, but his voice seemed to be gone. What the hell was this hallucination?! Then it was gone… He was pulled back to reality by a girl’s scream. The situation was definitely tense. “ugh…” He put his hand over his face and tried to think. A demon guy… But he looked like that Harpy dude he’d seen before. Nobody was attacking, but tensions seemed high. There was a robotic guy… That sniper chick… Some other girl… He wasn’t really focusing on any one person. Ow… Was that girl still screaming? He couldn’t tell. His ears were ringing. “What the hell is even going on?” He said just loud enough to be heard as he placed his hand on the nearest thing to him, which happened to be Nigel’s arm. “Hm?” He looked up still abit out of it when he noticed Nigel. “OH! Sorry…” He stepped back. “Um… Wow… I thought…” He stumbled over words trying to figure things out in his head. This was really too complex. Why did he think he could help? NO… He figured crowd control or something. But that wasn’t the point. Seeing Nigel and the rest, his previous nervousness returned. Ugh… He needed to free himself of this nervousness around current and/or future companions.