Down in the dark woods of Caerel, where the sun barely shined and everything looked like some horror movie waiting to happen, there was an oddly well built and welcoming house. Odd for the place where most in Caerel dared not set foot, due to its... 'exotic' appearance. However one person lives there, Magnus, a dragonrider whos appearance could only be described as "unsettling", what with his gothic looking robes and metallic skull mask, with vials filled with various colored liquids along his belt, one would mistake him for some demonic soultaker when he was in fact an Alchemist. He lived int he forest, mostly due to the strange plants and minerals that could be found there, plus its closeness to the shore of the island, a bright place that contrasts the dreary forest, where his dragon, Light, liked to hang out.

The two of them were packing up various satchels, one full of liquids, while another had medical supplies and a few more with various lab equipment. "Its rare for us to get summoned. They usually don't wanna deal with us." Magnus said to Light as he was checking one of the bags to make sure he had everything. [i]"Considering it usually ends with something being set on fire or exploding, I can't imagine why."[/i] Light said snickering, grabbing a bag with her tail. "Hey, alchemy isn't an exact science! Especially with that clear stuff. Man that stuff is unstable." Magnus retorted, having just put a vial with clear liquid labeled "EXTREME DANGER" in a padded case, putting the small case away from everything else. One day he'd find a way to stabilize that compound, and when he did... 
[i]"C'mon, lets get going! It'll be nice to go somewhere new for a change!"[/i] Light said, shifting her wings. With everything accounted for, Magnus climbed up onto her back and with a low 'woosh', the two of them were off to respond to the summons.