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Sorry about the absence. It was unexpected. Hope I didn't miss much.
Time for the fun and games
Didn't realize how many floors but I got a small change in mind.


Pagonia smile was still wide as a child that had just found himself in a candy shop. It was nice to travel alongside people as he had been on his own for a long time now. Especially with people that knew what it felt like to be ostracized cause of the ether within them. His eyes scanned the group, each one of them held a beauty to them in more than way; some were strong in their stance and demeanor whilst others were held a serene demeanor to them that let Pagonia know this might be a good idea. Though all of this was probably wishful thinking on his part, he still wanted to believe that this was the best choice for Zes and himself. Pagonia finally stood straight after pushing himself off of his younger brother to take a step over the front of group, situated himself in the middle.

"Look, I know we are all just meeting for the first time but, we all know what its like to be chased for what we can do. Even if this team lasts for only the next few hours, I hope the best for all of us." Pagonia bent forward into a small bow to show respect, before he locked eyes with Lazulin, "Oh I've tried it before but I'll gladly take the healing. Now -"

Pagonia was cut off by the sound of snapping branches as well, trained ears wouldn't be caught by surprise so easily. Pythia's voice rang out for everyone to get out of the way. Instinctively he already had his hand on his hilt, drawing out his sword quickly. The sound of the metal sliding from its sheathe caused a loud metal grinding sound. Being already positioned in the front, he pivoted with his blade at the ready to defend. One swipe allowed him to smack away at-least three of the spike projectiles that were aimed at him, Lazulin, and Clara. Just what he needed to release some stress, a big monster fight.
@The Irish Tree

I wanted to make a post basically leading the group to the room where their belongings are. Have a literal line of bodies positioned to show them the route till they see Van again in the room and he'll welcome them to escape as he understands team work.
Welp Someone already followed my post with Van knocking out a guard.

So I guess 4th guard. Re-edit would require more than one person doing it.
@AdmrlStalfos19

Your post ignores mine. Van already took out the guard going for reinforcements. He dashed past everyone to do it.


Like a looming shadow, Pagonia would take form behind his younger, his imposing as a bear ready to attack. He only stood looming over his younger brother for a moment as the boy laughed and told his name. Pagonia hadn't been with the group and more so in the back due to an issue he had to take care of, an issue that would become clear to everyone once he revealed himself. Placing his right arm around Zes's shoulder, Pagonia leaned in with his head resting against his brother's head, his blonde hair swaying a bit in Zes's eyes. The makeshift sling upon the right arm of the blonde, older brother came into clear view of everyone. It was obvious that Pagonia had spent most of the time of their walk, fixing a sling for his arm. Pagonia himself did not know if his arm was broken or fractured but it hurt like hell to move. Pieces of the forearm armor had been rearranged and the shirt underneath was ripped to help create this sling.

"The name's Pagonia." Pagonia's cheery disposition seeped through those three words, a big smile on his face, "I use Aqua. Sword based but I can shape change it to fit any situation. Nice to meet you all."

Pagonia didn't know any of these people as far he could throw them and yet he trusted them, or atleast he wanted to. He was willing to try anything if it kept him and Zes together. Besides he had to survive to get revenge on the bastard with his face, Ouranos.
@Guess Who

I assume Cayde and Van will have the best interactions. Especially with history dealing directly with the Zweite Junta.
Solitary Confinement


It had been many months since the man known as Vandesdelca had been locked up. This man had been beaten, spit on, tormented, and physically abused by his captors just because he was their enemy. Being treated worse than dirt did not change Vandesdelca's outlook anymore than watching his entire team slaughtered before him. His mind ravaged daily with the thoughts of the bloodshed of those who he called comrades; people that he had protected with his very soul. No on deserved the fate that they did and now he reaped the rewards of standing against the Zweite. Such a devastating loss led him to sitting as far away from people as he could. He trusted no one in this prison but he also could not allow anyone to bare pain because of his person.

"Child of the sky." Van muttered to himself as he sat in the very corner of his cell, "A dragon huh? Maybe I've been in this cell far too long."

Suddenly there was a commotion that rang out in the hallway before the cells. One of the guards was injured and in strolled the one everyone knew as the bard. To Van, the man was speaking gibberish until he opened the cells that contained the prisoners. He only watched as the other prisoners started to make their way out of the cells. His one good eye opened to see the guard attempting to run and his body began to move before his own thoughts could be crafted. Wind wuld rush past everyone almost like vacuum as a blur, Van, dashed past them all. His hand reached out to grip the guard's head within his palm, all his muscles pulsating as he slammed the guard into the wall. It was enough to knock out the guard instantly. Van looked back at the bard and other prisoners before walking forward ahead of them. His escape would come soon by his own hands.
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