[center][b][h2][color=teal]Dragon Rayo[/color][/h2][/b][/center]

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 Dragon could not make sense of this. He had no idea what world he arrived in. All he could see was gore and guts taint the beach's sand. One by one the party-goers were victimized by the decaying corpses. It was barbaric. The luchador couldn't think of anyway to solve the situation. He was never in a similar situation. 

 The wrestler was nervous and was not certain what he could do to help. Sweat was starting to come off of his body. He tried wiping his face, but his fingers had touched the fabric on his mask. The shakiness in Rayo's legs had suddenly stopped. Rayo had looked at the carnage happening before him and then towards the ocean. And then towards the sky. There was peace to be found in the blue. It had calmed him down successfully.

 Rayo chose to be a luchador because he wanted to become a hero. He wanted to be a symbol that people could look toward for help. He knew he could not chicken out at the sign of trouble. The luchador was not sure of what his past life was like, but for some strange reason, he knew he did not have the strength to fight. Noticing his biceps, he knew he could be the hero people can depend on. 

 Rayo glanced at the wooden path leading to the public area. The place was becoming crowded and quite dangerous. The luchador knew he needed to find a reasonable place to lead these civilians. Looking towards his left and right, he guessed the best option would be to run along the beach until he could find an opening. There was no indication of the corpses popping out anywhere else. Using his deep voice, he cried out. "Everyone run to the sides; along the beach! Find another exit!"
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[h2][color=limegreen]Beach:[/color][/h2]
[@Seravee][@Zamokra41]
 [hider=Retreat! ]
[color=lightblue]

[i] Some of the partygoers nearby had heard the masked wrestler on the stage. They were hesistant, but some of them had listened to his words despite the chaos happening around him. About 2/5 of the crowd had taken the path along the beach heading left and right. There was no sure way of safety or exit, but it was better than doing anything. [/i] 



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[h2][color=limegreen]Farmhouse:[/color][/h2]
[@Scarifar][@NarayanK][@KabenSaal]
[hider=Dangerous][color=lightblue] 
  Castle sucked his teeth. He could not believe the bitch was deciding to run away; he raised his hand and pointed it towards the fox of fire. The bandit saw the direction the fox was heading towards. It seemed the fox was not running away, but was going to receive assistance from the metallic man. The leader of the bandits had no idea how well a man of rock would fare against a metal individual. 

 The best option was to ensure the fox girl would be injured before she received safety. Castle had his hand raised and his rocky palm was beginning to open up. His palm began extracting shards of rock in haste. They shot out towards the fox girl like a bullet.[/color]

[i] Because Egwene had her back turned, one of the rock shards had planted itself in the back of her left shoulder. More of them were coming.[/i]

[color=pink] Olivia the Amazon had her hands in her hip. She looked down at the demonic individual. Olivia had expected more of a fight, but she clearly believed she was the stronger one. The bandit woman was confident in her fighting capabilities and strength. "Give it up, little boy. I am clearly the stronger one." 

 "Men have this stigma that they are stronger than women. When in reality, they are just scared little-" The woman stopped her speech when she had noticed the levitating pebbles. "How is that? I thought Castle was-" Her confusion had her lose her chance for evasion. The rocks arrived at a fast rate and all she could do was guard. The woman held her left arm to block her face. The rocks pounded against the flesh of her causing a sick burn. Her left arm dropped with heavy weight right after. 

 She yelped and tried moving her arm, but the pain was too great. "You son of a bitch. All I'm going to need is my right arm to kill you!" The woman charged straightforward blinded by rage and readied to deliver a punch from her right arm. [/color][/hider]

[h2][color=limegreen]Forest:[/color][/h2]
[@Eklispe][@Kejmur][@Belwicket]
[hider=Goblin Ears and No Map][color=lightblue] 

 The merchant titled his head at Regina's request. He had a blue complexion and a red beard. He stroked his facial hair at the request and had no idea why the woman was asking for a map. "Umm, I don't have any maps available, hun." The merchant looked at his inventory; he glanced underneath the counter, the shelves on the walls, and the food stocked in the back. "I usually carry miscellaneous items, but I don't have a map."

 The merchant shrugged his shoulders. "There's not much demand for a map here. This is a small place and a map isn't really necessary here. Is there anything else you need?" 

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 Grandma Ginny was surprised to see the goblin ears. She snatched them from Orion. "Okay, kid. You don't seem to be useless after all. Just be sure to get me the other items on that list."
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