[center][h2]Hunter Jorgenson|Returning to Dragon Fang Guild Hall[/h2][/center]
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Zephyr's demand for a challenge went unanswered initially, and he repeated himself a little louder. His response came about thirty seconds later as he turned to go leave the guild hall to check the training hall in the form of the Jade Dragon Slayer flying through the front doors and slamming a fist encased in green energy into the back of Zephyr's head. [color=DarkGreen]"Thus you have asked, so you shall recieve! Jade Dragon's Drill Horn!"[/color] Green energy enveloped the dragon slayer and he spun head first into Zephyr's back, the attack carrying the pair perfectly out of the guild hall and into the training hall, where it stopped and Hunter landed expertly on his feet as Zephyr bounced along the ground. [color=DarkGreen]"You need to train for the games too, right Zeph? Good, fighting me will help you get stronger."[/color] He slid into a practiced ready stance, waiting for the Take Over wizard to finish picking himself up and pick a form to fight in.

[center][h2]Jack Goran|Guild Master's Office-Dragon Fang[/h2][/center]
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Jack looked up at the Time Lord and sighed, nodding. [color=Turquoise]"I'd like to know what your purpose was in vouching for the girl. While the Magic Council may not be the best support system, they have the means to contain a second personality and a third and however many more may spring up. I don't, nor do any of my guild members. We can handle her magic, we have practice from Fredrick's time with us, but her alter egos, as they are often called, are the real problem. Aside from that, I suggest you begin interviews soon. Based on the commotion that just passed through the hall, Hunter has returned from his job."[/color]

[center][h2]Damian Gerard|Mount Hakobe[/h2][/center]
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Damian smiled as Penny fell into a deep sleep and then sighed. It was going to be a long day. Sitting down near the fire, he pulls out Durandal once more and watches the whiteness.

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It had been a couple hours since Penny fell asleep, and Damian was growing restless. The silence was...[color=FireBrick][i]Wait a second, it's silent. Even though the avalanche happened, there were bird sounds just about an hour ago. That means...[/i][/color] Standing, Damian brings Durandal to bear, his own magic flaring up just slightly as he looked around, ghost images of his Tri-layer Blade Shield shimmering around him, waiting to come into existence. [color=FireBrick]"Alright you Dark Mage filth, come out of the shadows and stand where I can see you. Or are you afraid you can't take one little wizard?"[/color]

His response was a magic throwing knife from the dark, which he deflected to one side with ease with Durandal's edge. [color=FireBrick]"That the best you can do?  A dinky little knife? Come on, I've fought Vulcans with more spine than you."[/color]