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Liked it and posting too. ^_^ Still here. ^_^
@Kyrisse

Lol I wasnt sure what you would want to do with Jae so I had Cody give him options and run off. :P


Will have him tag along. I'm a bit busy now though so I'll have something up later.
I'm still heeeere!!!
Nico Jensen



Nico laid a hand on the door, not really knowing what to expect. The 'houses' provided for them looked like hollowed out trees, not even big enough to accommodate a bed that could fit a man of his height. Would he end up sleeping sitting down on wood and maybe dried up leaves? When he thought about it, he didn't really mind but he doubted it would be very comfortable. "Howell, when I get back from this... illusion of sorts, I'll kick your sorry ass," he shook his head, still convinced that everything was an elaborate hoax played on him by the camera crew's point guy. But all thoughts about Howell and pranks disappeared when he finally pushed open the door and laid eyes on the guest house he was to stay in.

"Wow," he whistled low. Although it looked so small from outside, the interior was impressively spacious and designed to his preference: rustic and laid back. It looked a lot like the rest house he just had his architect friend design for him. He walked in, the door swinging shut behind him. The living room was definitely impressive, with a hearty flame burning brightly in the hearth. He proceeded to explore all the rooms like an excited child and he found himself completely impressed. Everything was in place and specific to his needs. "Wow," he repeated to himself. He slowly walked back to the living room and settled down on the couch, amazement still apparent on his face. The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled his senses and he grinned when he saw a steaming cup on the coffee table, right beside a pot full of the same dark liquid. Without hesitation, he took the cup and drank the coffee.

Halfway done with the cup, he heard a trumpet sound outside. He thought of staying where he was and maybe getting a book to read with the coffee. But curiosity got the better of him and he soon found himself back on his feet and heading towards the door, the half empty coffee cup still in his hand.

As soon as he stepped out of his house, he looked up, just in time to see a pair of fairies twirling around in the air, red and black glitters raining down from them.
@Neno 1445 @Ashevelendar @Light the Dark @Kidd @dabombjk @caits @Mae @Black Panther @Kaalee

Special event posted. No need to rush with your posts. As always, post when you can and when you want. Next GM update will be in 2-3 days time. Of course, I can always extend this depending on the time everyone has to post.

Next GM update will be the ball. So, feel free to write stuff culminating to your character's preparation to attend that event.



A musical trumpet sounded, announcing the arrival of two very unique looking fairies dancing a waltz. The female was in a white satin and lace dress. She appeared like an angel, complete with a halo and feathered wings. The male, in contrast to the female, was in a black and red suit, his similarly colored wings bat-like and leathery. Nereia looked up, a telltale smile on her lips. "Ah yes, of course, Dia dos Namorados," she said in her sing song voice as she watched the pair slowly drift down towards them.



"Amor and Ódio " the smaller fairies flitting by whispered excitedly among themselves.

The pair twirled round and round to music only they could hear, their eyes focused only on each other. It was as if they were figurines in a musical box. As they continued their dance, red and black glittering sand showered over the guests.

Or rather, it will be up in a few minutes. ^_^
Luca Stormgrim
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Luca was practicing by himself in one of the rooms in the training hall, his chained blades flying all over the place. He gave the chain a small tug, making the blades arch and fly towards him. Over and over, he sidestepped, ducked and jumped in graceful dance-like movements. No one bothered him when he practiced, mainly because no one wanted to get in the way of his razor sharp blades. But several of the Templars have requested to watch when he did it. He was, after all, the only one who uses chained blades.

A loud expletive came from the door.

Luca turned his icy blue eyes towards the door even as he continued to move in perfect precision and accuracy. The Holy Templar that often watched him practice stood there, Luca's blades narrowly missing his face. If he had been an inch nearer, they would have found their sheaths in his face. "I would think that by now, you would have gotten used to staying away while I practice with my blades," he called out, giving the chain a last tug. The chain wrapped around his hips. He reached out and caught the blades by their handles. He tucked them into their sheaths on either side of his hips. "What do you need?"

"H-hey Luca. That was a close one. I should really..." The Holy Templar paused, cleared his throat and stood up straighter. "Luca Stormgrim, His Holiness Gregory Ascended Templar Markovic requested your presence in his office. I am here to escort you."

Luca merely stared at the Templar and then nodded. "Right. I suppose we shouldn't keep His Holiness waiting," he said as he walked towards the door.
@Caits
Caius kept his fierce blue eyes at the witch, his stance guarded, ready to attack and unwilling to back down. There was only one thing on his mind. Protect Callie. Nothing else mattered. His acute senses detected movement behind him as his witch stood up. He could hear her murmuring unfamiliar words.

When the witch disappeared, Caius almost sagged forward with the pain. But he didn't need to bear it for long as Callie broke the hold of it on him. He sighed in relief. "Ugh. That hurt like hell," he said as his eyes scanned the witch. He kissed her back and then pulled away to examine her. "Never mind about me. I'm actually tougher than I look. Are you okay?" he asked, worry evident in his voice.
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