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Magical energy?  Zell scratched his head as he listened intently to Adam.  His expression was not one of optimism.  When Adam pointed at the windowsill over the road and worked his magic, Zell was amazed as the plant grew in vibrance and vigour.  Then Adam continued his lesson and Zell's eyes returned to the Druid.  As the gang went north through the city, they continued onto the Big Bridge.

"But look where we are!" Adam said.  Zell looked around the quaint city, smiling, his eyes eventually drawn up the huge mountain ahead, it's top crowned with beautiful buildings and statues.  It was quite a wonder. "If you can't figure out how to teleport on your own, someone in the Adventurer's Guild probably knows how."

Zell nodded.  "True enough.  Ppreciate your help, my mate."

And with that, he continued the rest of the way in silence.  Well...

"TELEPORT!"

Silence after one last fail.

...

Being at the front of the group, Zell was the first to walk into the impressive-looking building that was [i]The Adventurer's Guild[/i].  With his hands on his hips and his chin raised, he strutted further into the room like he owned the place.  That trademark one-sided grin appeared as he sighted the beer barrels and bottles along the back wall.  "Sweet."  He hit the bar.  "Alright mate," he greeted.  The bartender gave a curt reverse-nod.  "We were told adventurers can get some answers about how things work around here."

"Up them stairs," was the brief but not impolite response.  Zell nodded a thank you, then turned to his friends, repeating the bartenders words if any of them weren't in earshot.  And so, up the stairs they went to be recieved with a hearty greeting from a woman who went behind the desk.  "Afternoon to ya,"  Zell offered as he walked over and leaned on the counter.  As always, his first instinct was to flirt, but he managed to supress this.  It helped that this woman had the strangest looking ears he'd ever seen, second to the red-skinned devil-doctor from earlier.  "Pleased to meet you, Lucy.  Me and my friends are new in town... new in the universe actually, and we have no idea why we're here or why we've been given these Source crystals.  We heard through the grapevine that you might be able to clear up any queries we might have."

When she informed them of all they'd need to do to register, Zell, who was stood side-on at the counter, looked from her to the gang and smiled.  "Team name guys," he grinned.  "This should be fun.  As for the leader; you don't need two guesses as to who gets my vote.  My Mexican brother from another mother, the healin wheelin dealin light-beamin, James 'The Brain...' what is your surname?" Zell didn't care, he'd made his point.  "As for team name, what about - and I know you guys'll love this -" he paused for suspense, then drew a line up across the air.

"The Zell Squad."

Nodding a few times, his eyebrows raised expectantly.  "Eh?  Eh?  Gotta nice ring to it, don't ya think."  No positive reinforcemrnt came so he thought quickly. "Or maybe, The Zellionaires."  No takers.  "Zell's Angels.  Vroom vroom."

Well, it was a long shot.  He got bored and turned to scan his crystal.  "Just here," he checked before waving his hand over the scanner.  "Can you at least tell me my class?  And maybe how the hell I use my teleport?"