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Current I'll change you like a remix and I'll raise you like a phoenix~!
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The desire to write is strong in this one.
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I'm also waiting for Cora, Phil, and Beau to respond, because I believe that's the first grouping.
The moment that the small group of mages made it to the Black Forest hideout, Ansen immediately broke away from them before they recognized her in their ranks. She looked around in awe and, despite herself, anxiety. There were so many mages that had swarmed like ants to honey, only to be greeted by the Witch of the Black Forest. She had assumed that she'd have influence over mages, but not to this extent. That made it obvious how much the Mage population had grown subtle and weaker in order to keep a low profile. In a way, it saddened her, but she was no exception to this note.

Allowing her hood to rest on her back, she slowly walked over to where the tables were and sat down at one, unaware that there was another already sitting there. She was so exhausted that she didn't notice much else other than the food on the table before her. Reaching out and grabbing several of the juicy fruits, she took a cautious bite of one. She still was paranoid of poisoning, but then she knew that the witch wouldn't bring all of the Mage population here only to poison them with her food. There would be no point in that.

Finally, Anwen noticed the boy that had sat down at the table first and quickly stood up, as if afraid. "Sorry... I didn't notice you here already." She was going to look for somewhere else to take her meal, but when she glanced around the main hall, she. Noticed that there was hardly any room anywhere else. She sat back down and sighed. She'd always hated crowded areas.
Holy smokes! Posting now! I'd totally forgotten to sub to the thread.
Oh my god. XD
Aerilyn: The Last Troll.
Atina nodded, "I'm glad that at least someone trusts me." She then sighed as she took a sip from the large glass, and a look of slight disgust passed over her face as she swallowed the ale. She had never been too fond of the strong drink, but then again, she was trying to appear casual with Kyron, as to not arouse any suspicions from the Court cards that had begun to watch them. When he spoke of leaving right then and there, she inwardly grew giddy at the thought of getting out of the guild for the first time in several months, but then again, she didn't know what may happen if the Haze infiltrator knew that she would be gone for a long period of time. If only I could get my hands on that cloning spell that I'd heard of... With this thought, she gazed into Kyron's eyes with her own and nodded, "Yes, we should leave as soon as we are able. Of course, I'm going to have to retrieve a small package from someone before we do leave."

She stood up and made a motion that she would be back in a few minutes. When she did return, she held a small box that she had attached to her belt. "You remember this box, don't you?" She asked quietly. Anyone who had been selected by the Tarot had seen that box at the beginning of their journey. Within the box held the mystical deck that could be a dangerous weapon. The deck inside of the box had a will of its own, for it had no direct master. Whenever one was selected for the Tarot guild, they would be asked to take off the top card, and that would be their place in the guild, whether it be Major or Minor Arcana. Most of the Minor Arcana had already been claimed and were left bereft of their power, as it went straight into the selected person. The only one with the ability to return the card's spirit and magic into the card itself was the one who'd been selected by the World. Alas, no one had been selected to hold that card in this lifetime, so there would be no way to strip anyone of their magic just yet. "The last thing I want for the infiltrator to get their hands on is this... which may be one of the few things that can bring us back to our former power."

Then she snapped her fingers and a travel pack had been teleported to the stables from her own room. She didn't want any of the Court cards realizing that she would be gone for the time being. As far as they were concerned, she would simply be heading out for a short mission or scouting session. "I suggest that we leave this evening, when the shadows can hide us from prying eyes."
Alright, so long as it involves that first ability later in the story line, I think I'll accept it. The other two abilities are acceptable as well.
Aerilyn glanced over to the side and saw him trying to smoke a second one. Is he trying to mock me? She wondered before she lifted her hand again, sending a blast of wind straight into his face, again blowing the cigar from his mouth as well as blowing his hair into sticking straight up. She smirked slightly before hiding it with a hand. "I knew you were thick-skulled, but I didn't think you'd be this much so.". She then stopped and turned to face him. She put a hand on each of her hips, giving her something of a power stance. She could feel the powers within her gradually becoming more apparent, but only when she was almost joking. In a way, she dreaded the thought that her powers may just be linked to her emotions, especially the happier ones. She wouldn't admit it to anyone, but showing emotions around others was possibly her treated challenge in life. She'd been taught to conceal her feelings, that she was a servant and was less than human to begin with.

Now, though, she could possibly let that to and truly show how she felt to others without them putting her down. Would they truly accept her for how she felt? It could be quite possible, especially from how the others were joking and play fighting together earlier. Although this was a serious time that required her at her best behavior, she could feel her powers grow with the more emotion that she allowed to come out. Her emotions would give her the power that she needed to win this fight.

"I know that some snarky is going through your head right now." She said in the most casual tone that she could manage. A small smile even graced her iced-rose colored lips. "I dare you to too that." but then she remembered the task at hand. "But when we get back to base here, of course. I wouldn't want you to waste all of your brain power trying to top that."
Questions about your character:
1. Is he an actual human, because he does not sound like it.
2. So his abilities are to possess people and kill them?

Otherwise his powers sound a little overpowered and there are no inhuman people allowed at the moment--maybe later. I could see him taking on the appearance of the Grim Reaper, otherwise I would like you to change it up a bit. His powers, from what I've read, really don't make sense except to kill that person. At the moment, the Tarot are a peaceful guild with relatively peaceful powers. This could change later, say he starts going kinda insane later on in the first arc, but right now they are a little much. Maybe something that better reflects death (something more mellow at the moment)? Maybe at first he can see peoples' death dates and can use necromancy to a certain extent?
Atina gazed at Kyron for a long moment before she noticed him glancing at her eye patch. She pretended as if she hadn't noticed where his gaze had gone, but she inadvertently reached up and tugged at it slightly, as if she were somewhat nervous about it. Then she sat down across from him once she retrieved two large ales, a loaf of bread, and a variety of spreads for the freshly baked goods. "As I'm sure you've heard, the Emperor and Empress are still missing after going to Foxlin to help bring down the Haze's control over their government." She traced the tip of her finger around the rim of the glass. "They've not sent word in nearly two months and many of the Minor Arcana are beginning to lose hope that they'll ever return. No one has heard of them, and none of our people in Foxlin have any new information about their whereabouts." She sighed a little before she sat back, her single green eye stare was rather piercing and unsettling to many. It seemed as if it saw all. "I can't trace them that far, so our best chance to find them would be to send me and a select few to retrieve them. The guild is falling apart around our ears as of late, and not because of the lack of leadership."

She nodded behind her and towards a couple of the Court members, a mixture of Swords, Cups, and Pentacles. "They've been infiltrated by the Haze. Someone in their ranks has begun to spread distrust to separate the Minor and the Major Arcana--and so far they are doing a damnably good job of it. Very few of them trust us Major Arcana, especially me. They know of my ability to trace magic and memorize it, so they've been extra careful while I'm around. I'm assuming that if I were to leave for a short time, I'd come back to find them wanting to burn me at the stake to get me out of the way. And they'd have enough of an influence to do it, too." She then leaned forward and whispered, "Whoever it is will stop at nothing in order to split the guild and give the Haze the advantage that they've been waiting for. We've just barely kept the Haze at bay for the past several months by placing some of the Court in the government. You and the others that have been recruited into the Major Arcana as of late are the few people that I can trust not to let me go up in flames." She never once allowed a single expression to show itself on her face, but in her voice, there was something that was tinged with fear.

During her warnings and admittance of fears, she had been unknowingly playing with the strap of her patch. Just then, it fell, revealing a green eye that was the color of an emerald, it even seemed to glow like one, too. But there was a long scar that slashed horizontally from one corner of her eye to the other. She covered her eye with a hand and put the patch over it once again. "S-sorry about that. When I get nervous, I tug too hard on the strings..." She then sighed, acting as if nothing had happened. While she had uncovered her eye, she had seen a shining spark in the distance, towards the desert. "I believe someone is coming for the Tarot guild..."
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