Nyra snickered, curling her claws up to fist bump Lavender back. She slipped outside and stretched her wings out. She was ready to leave whenever the others were ready.

After receiving the smack to the head, Basco stumbled from the swift pop "ow! What the-" looking back at Nyra while rubbing his head and hearing the snickering from both her and Lavender. Basco realized he could go but so far before getting scolded for being naughty. "oh I'm gonna be feeling these for hours..." He then showed that he was ready to continue on the adventure but he was going to have to watch how he carried himself...oh who was he kidding, this is just the beginning of his antics...he's a lustful satyr.

Alex looked around at everyone choosing and modifying clothes. He looked down at what he was wearing, Jeans, vans, t-shirt and hoody. "do i have to change?" he muttered. He kinda liked the clothes he was in.

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Lavender turned to Alex with a concerned expression. "It would probably be best. With what Gale just said it would be best to look in as best as possible."

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“I won’t require it, but it could cause some strange looks, or questions from people unfamiliar with you. If you are alright with that, then we can proceed unabated.”

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Terra nods to Gale before they head off as a group, and he waves to all of them as they begin their departure. “Safe journeys, friends!” he calls after them.

Terra leads them back the way they came for a few minutes, until they come to a fork in the road. This time, they follow the last unfamiliar path. The trees begin to lose density, and a marshland creeps in between their roots. The bog is not a particularly muggy one, but the insect life has picked up, and the wildflowers grow sparse. Large birds of prey with dark and earthy feathers make their perches on the twisted, grey branches of the occasional tree, sprawling in confused directions, and void of the fine foliage those in the forest had. The party’s traveling path is made from stones that were clearly brought in from elsewhere to raise up a walking route through the waters, as any rocks in the marsh are not smooth like river stones, but jagged and shale-like. Much of the ground is obscured by a very low hanging fog, making anything but the trail they walk on difficult to get a look at.

Similar to the rest of the less welcoming ambiance, the sky is a duller color, looking perpetually overcast. “We grow close to our destination,” Terra says, looking back briefly at everyone, “It seems we will indeed make it there before nightfall.”

Alex nodded as Terra and Lavender spoke. "Yeah i would look a bit weird, wouldn't i?" He went into the room and chose a black cotton trousers and a red shirt type thing. He also grabbed some boots that were there but decided to keep his hoody. "it is my favourite," he reassured himself, "and I'm sure they have hooded clothes here as well. And it isn't too weird."
Turning around he wondered were the rest of the group was. He spotted them already walking and yelled "WAIT FOR ME!" he nodded at Gale and sprinted to catch up with the group.

Daemon and Daena smiled when they heard they would make it before nightfall. Good news for the group, because who knows what would happen if the group had to camp out. Daena looked around at the group before looking up at her brother and saying "I wonder what this great Mage or whatever is going to say." Daemon looked down at his sister and said "she'll probably answer questions cryptically. If I were her I would." Daena sighed and looked back at the group. She hoped everyone was able to go back home, though she hated it, because no one deserved to stay in a form they didn't like.

Daemon looked at Daena and he did the one thing he knew would upset her: he messed up her hair and said "cheer up, short stack." This indeed did the job, because next thing Daena knew she was yelling at Daemon and growing shorter. "You know I hate when my hair is touched! I always have to tell you to stop! You don't understand! Do you know how long it ta- you did that on purpose!" Daemon snickered and just blew air in her direction and she went flying. Right into Lavender. Daena's eyes widened and she turned to Lavender, saying "I'm so sorry! I swear it was an accident!" Daemon chuckled at the situation.

Lavender looked at Daena and smiled, "It's fine. I know the pain of having a brother."

Hearing that they were getting closer, Basco continued on with the group, debating if he should play a song to lift them up in the mood so to enjoy the journey. He turned and checked out the group, especially the women who were all looking quite good in the outfits they chosen.

Daena smiled at Lavender and said "yeah, he tends to be annoying sometimes." Daena looked over to see the satyr watching the girls with a leering gaze and she glared at him. "Hey! Eyes are not there, goat legs!" She crossed her tiny arms and jutted her hip out in a small sassy stance that was more cute than intimidating. Daemon chuckled at that and said "I understand where he's coming from though." Daena's eyebrow rose and she gave him a 'Excuse you?!' look. Daemon shrugged and continued "I mean, a bunch of beautiful women in fantasy outfits is kind of awesome." Daena rolled her eyes.

Lavender missed most of the conversation after Daena bumped into her. She was concentrating too much on the whole unrest of the leaders. She really wanted to know why it would be such a commotion if a few kids got sent into Yun. Then again what if it were reversed and creatures from Yun got sent to earth, or what if they traded places with people from Yun. Getting overwhelmed she started to panic and hugged Basco's arm trying not to freak out in front of everyone.

Nyra ignored the rest of the conversations and jumped into the sky. The open air would let her practice her flying skills much easier.

Hearing what daena said and the response he brother gave, Basco gave a shrug "but...but you girls here look....i have to admit...good...even you tinker bell... Can't help but stare." He looked at her sassy stand and thought that was cute as hell but when what Daemon said, Basco was relieved that he wasn't the only one to think the same. "thanks bro! See...only a dude would know what I'm talking about. The way things a looking, if you girls were all in the skimpy outfits, it would be like a fairy tale swim suit edition here!" Trying to justify the reason why he'd look at the ladies in the group. "hell...Nyra has her own sexiness..."

While speaking, Basco felt Lavender hug his arm all of a sudden. Making him feel good like he was THE man again. But curious on why she did it "Lav, you ok? I mean the way you're holding me, I dont mind protecting ya."

Paige watched all the conversation go down with a smile in her head, but a blank expression on her face. She claimed that she hated communication most of the time, but she really truly didn't. It was just so interesting to watch humans conflict against each other, saying things, making actions...She'd really wanted to be an anthropologist before all of this started. She was too busy watching most of the people talk that she didn't have time to look down, as she tripped on a knotted patch of grass. She didn't fall all the way, thankfully, and caught her balance. She did, however, lose one of her rings. Her favorite one, to be exact. She glared at the ground with a pissed-off face and felt the wind pick up again.

Daemon noticed Paige trip and he said quietly to her "hey, are you okay?" He gave her a concerned expression, but it didn't look so with half of his face masked. He looked down and saw something shiny in the grass. He reached down and picked it up. It looked to be a ring. He looked back at Paige and said "is this yours?"

Daena saw Nyra fly up into the air and she wondered what it was like. Yeah, Daena had wings, but her size restricts her from going too high. She wondered if she had any other ability besides flight. She looked over at Lavender and grew very concerned. Did she get hurt or something?

She looked up, and saw another one from the group standing nearby, asking her if she was okay. She brushed the grass blades off of her shirt and cloak and said, "I'm alright," and noticed that he picked up her ring. "Yeah, that's mine." She picked the ring out of his fingers and slid it back on her left ring finger. The wind had stopped again, but still a faint breeze remained. "Thanks for that," she replied, in a mildly awkward fashion. She dusted the remaining blades off of the back of her cloak.

Basco brought Lavender out of her state of total concentration. "Hmm? Oh yeah, just thinking the worse case scenario on our situation."

Soon on their travels, in the horizon, a large spire pierces the sky. It is fashioned from grey stone and gold, reaching far up into the clouds. Bellow, near its base, is a large courtyard, with straggles of buildings splitting out from the center. Some are even attached to the steeple, and these buildings are much larger than the others. All this is built upon a large slab of smooth stone, so the marshes do not impede any of the footpaths.

Terra leads them under the hefty gate of the wall that surrounds the little community, and down an empty street. All footsteps echo, resonating on the stone and off the walls of the buildings. As they grow closer to the nearest entrance to the tower, there are a few armored humans, seemingly standing post. One addresses Terra when she approaches, looking only at her and ignoring the rest of the group. “What is your business here?” the guard queries, a large spear in one hand, and a shield in the other.

“I am here on the Great Mage’s orders, to show her guests hospitality.” Terra gestures to the others, and only then does the large man pay them any mind.

“Are any of them armed?” he asks, tone flat. His gaze is sharp, and fearsome. There is a heavy set in his brow that far exceeds his age, setting his face into a perpetual scowl.

Terra looks the group over, and says, “No, only me.” She folds her arms, looking up at him, as he deliberates.

Slowly, he says, “Very well. I will take your word on this. Your service to the Great Mage has proven invaluable, and with it you have earned my trust. Do not think we will not be keeping an eye on your guests, however.” He signals to the other guard, one armed similarly to him but with a great war hammer in place of a spear, and she removes a physical bar from the door. Similarly to how Gale had, she mutters an incantation, and a magical lock is dispelled as well. Then, she hoists her hammer over her shoulder and steps aside, resuming her post.

The male guard nods at them once, and steps aside as well. Terra shoves open the heavy wooden door to lead them inside, which is all lit with candle light. The inner walls are of the same smooth stone as the outside, through some of them are covered in paintings and etchings of a strange, yet mystical, sort. The sound of a great and terrible thundering voice can be heard, and while the words it speaks cannot be distinguished, it is clear that the tone is unhappy.

James followed Terra, thinking about what they were saying. Well you could count half the powers as being armed.

Lavinia hadn't participated on the whole Dress Up situation, not only was she already dressed but on this new form of her she felt way less inhibition and thus didn't care much about the common dress up code.

Either way, after a quick time waiting she proceeded to join Terra in the journey onward, she had to stop herself from giggling when the guard asked if they were armed even if he could clearly see that they had a dragon with them.

After that she taught things would move on naturally and softly but then the thunderous voice was heard "Oh wow, if that is Serenity her parents had a wicked sense of humor"