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Name~Nyoka Sheerlia
Age~ 12
Ability~ Fire.
Back story~ Nyoka was raised with the worst of them. The murderers, the assassins, and thieves. She was taught how to escape most situations, especially because of her strange ability to control and beckon fire. Her parents were assassins and she was going to be one if she didn't run away.
Other~ She has pyromania (fear of fire.) She is afraid of her self in many ways, and afraid of nothing else. Not death nor pain. Ha, she grew up around both! She, in truth, has very little control over her power. She can make fire appear, but she can't make it strike a certain place or anything. She's not outgoing, but will state her opinion.


Is this okay?

Lira finally found the room she was looking for and going in she saw the book she had come to steal. She walked over to it. She started reading, she was amazed at how beautiful Nazar's hand writing was. It flowed smoothly from one letter to another. A few minutes later she remembered that what she was reading was wrote in blood, she shivered slightly. She picked the book up closing it.
Hearing a noise Lira turned quickly. A man stood in the doorway smiling. He did not look that much older than herself. Panicking she focused on a spot she knew well but before she could teleport away a strange string of thoughts and images flooded into her mind. She could not focus, nothing worked! She could not escape!
"That is a nice ability you have. Must make traveling quite easy." The man walked into the room his slight smile broadening. "I am quite interested in seeing how it works." He stepped close to her and took her hand.
Lira could see thoughts flashing through her mind she tried to fight, to gain control over them, pain exploded in her head. She cried out.
"I wouldn't fight if I were you." The man winked at her. "Now lets see,ah yes, there it is."
Lira saw a dark place in her mind, a place she knew she had never been before. She found herself focusing very hard on that place. "No!" She, mentally, fought again. The pain sent her to her knees. She felt her self teleporting, the man was still holding her hand.
Lira felt sick as she heard a scream and rematerialized in what could only be a dungeon cell.
"Not that I mind you kneeling for me but you really should listen when I tell you not to do something." He released her hand and looking around he smiled. "Perfect."

Nazar unlocked the cell's door, seeing Zevach with the girl who had the message book in her hand.

"Nice work Zevach, now the question is what to do with her." He saw the fear in her eyes, smiling he walked towards her.

"She could be useful if you convinced her to join us." Zevach took the book from Lira's hands. Lira let him take it without a struggle. He stepped away from her and went to stand near Nazar. "She is a teleporter."
Lira curtsied respectfully to Nazar while keeping her eyes down. "My lord."

Name~ Damien Vocifero
Age~ 17
Ability~ Nature Magick (The ability to talk to and manipulate plantlife, also contact mother earth.)
Back story~ Been training as a nature manipulator. From a rich family.
Other~ Up for love!

Name~ Kat
Age~ 16
Ability~ To transform into only two animals: A squirrel and cat.
Back story~ A good friend of Damien's and she is from a fairly average family, nothing fancy.
Other~ She kinda has a crush on Damien...

Damien reached out with his mind to the plantlife around him, they told him of 3 people from the inside of Nazar's castle, plants are curious, they hear things, especially trees, they reach out there branches to hear the gossip. A teenage girl, and two men, one in his 20's and one in his late 30's, I was told. They told me of the girl, she radiated fear from her, and deception. If there was something happening, Damien wanted to know about it. They told him in more detail of what they heard and what the animals saw, and thought to tell them.

I formed an image into my mind, of Nazar and some other man, the plants told him Nazar addressed him as Zevach. I then turned my view to the young girl. She seemed loyal to Nazar, but I knew different. I didn't know what to do, I could send a message, but how? There was a rare plant, the mentalopili flower, anyone who smells it can get a message from which gardener tells the seed at its first planting. I looked at the ground, no seed could be found of that power, perhaps in the rare jungles. But not in this vast city. Perhaps I could manipulate a seed, it would be draining and it would risk angering mother earth, but I knew this girl was in distress, she needed help. I ventured out into the royal gardens, where the finest of flowers could be found. It took me 5 minutes to find the seed I needed, one that would attract a female with the right pheromones.

I stared at the seed, in deep concentration, I saw the lines of the seed changing, manipulating it's cell structure. When it was ready I gave it the message:

"Hello? I am Damien Vocifero. I am a Nature Manipulator, though you may not fear me. I know your intentions and I want to help, I will keep in contact with you through a these flowers, but you have no means to communicate with me, I will leave you to ponder on that thought. Other than that I will be staying around the fountain to the of Nazar's castle. I will be watching over you."

When it was ready, I planted it in the ground, then attempted to grow it too full size, a simple process. The flower that came out was beautiful, a lilac colour with dark blue insides. I shall call it a Lilax flower.

Now, how to get it into the castle...

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At that very time Kat came running down to Damien. She stopped and nearly fell over from the force she was running at. I said with a weary laugh "What's wrong?" She replied and said, "I've done it! I made a cat form!" Then an idea struck Damien, "Kat, can you do me a really big favour?" I told her of my plans and what she had to do.

Kat was scampering up a tree, in her squirrel form, carrying the Lilax flower. She was amazed of Damien's ability to manipulate nature itself, but she knew he could not do it all on his own. She made her jump, and was scrambling on the edge of the window for dear life. She whipped up and morphed into her cat form, she was a grey cat, easily camouflaged in with the grey walls. She slid through the hallways, when she came across the girl Damien has described.

Nazar looked at the young telporter,

She could prove useful but she must be trained properly first

He smiled and walked towards the young woman. "Zevach while I am attending to her, I trust that you can get more information out of the Chosen one."

Nazar took the woman's hands, and forcefully bound them in chains, that where connected to the wall. "I would not try to teleport if I were you. These chains are made with Vashite."

He smiled seeing the fear in her eyes, though she tried not to show it. Vashite was a metal that made it impossible for teleporters to use their power, and if they tried it would mean certain death.

"My lord!" Lira tried to keep the fear out of her voice but failed as she stuttered slightly. "I don't have that kind of control over my ability! If I get emotional I jump without trying. I'll die!"

Zevach smiled contemptuously at her. She was lying but he saw no reason to inform Nazar of that. The girl was in enough trouble as it was. He watched as her thoughts drifted through his mind. She was looking for anyway out. She was looking for something did not exist and she knew it. He looked at Nazar, "The Chosen One is your obsession not mine. Besides I have better things to do with my time than to chase someone around this God forsaken land. The Chosen One is not in your castle Nazar."

Nazar's thought came into Zevach's mind.

What?

"Oh my, Nazar." Zevach's tone was sarcastic. "You can't seem to hold on to your prisoners very well. The man that escaped last week and now this..."

Kat froze, everyone was staring at, her. She needed to come up with something quick or she'd be disposed of...think! Wait, perhaps, that could work? It's a chance, but perhaps it might just save me.

I walked up to the girl and purred, and purred...and purred. My cute cat eyes where beating into Nazar and Zevach. I was trying to make it clear that I was the girls cat, I made another walk-around her legs, just to confirm what they were thinking.

Now I just had to hope they would spare me and put me some place with the girl, I still had the flower in-between my lips, so I would not to shred it with my canines. I just waited for there response, while the rest were looking at the girl for an answer, the girl was looking at me for an answer. I "me'owed" and the flower fell out of my mouth, I hoped the 'pheromones' Damien explained about would attract her to smell it. She picked it up and gave it a smell. She seemed to nod and then turned to Nazar and Zevach.

Annie passed her brother without acknowledging his presence, as per usual, and went straight up to a crumbled statue.
"Why would the Beer Stein of Lorcan be in this dump?" Asked Peter, looking around. The outpost appeared from the outside to be uninhabited. Indeed, if Peter had not been dragged there, he would not have seen anyone.
"Lorcan lived here before Zevach invaded." Liza said, "The man is devious, but he's not particularly bright. I mean, he destroyed the statues without even bothering to look for treasures."
Annie found the statue's head face down in the dirt and tried to turn it over. "Peter?"
Peter went up to the statue head and tugged it free. While he was holding it, Annie said, "That's perfect. Hold it just like that for a few minutes."
"Urg." Said Peter.
Annie touched the statue's cheek and there was a bright flash where he finger contacted the stone. The stone head shuddered and the mouth began twitching. At length, the statue blinked and spoke, "Who has awoken me and where is my body?"
"Duh," said Annie, "I awoke you. Your body is strewn about that field over there. We want to know where Lorcan's Beer Stein is."
"And why should I tell you anything?" Asked the statue.
"Because your master is dead and I have a feeling you're a nice statue." Said Annie.
"If Lorcan is dead, why am I not?"
"Don't ask questions you already know the answers to. It's not polite."
"I do not know what you refer to."
"I'm the reason you're here, silly."
"Why do you ask for the Stein, then?"
"Annie, I'm getting tired." Said Peter.
"I want to know where the Stein is because we were told to get it by the man with the creepy eyes."
The statue was silent for a short point, then it said, "Show me the castle."
Peter grunted, but managed to turn in a circle so the head could see.
"There. Go ask my brother on the top of the tower. He will tell you all you need to know and more."
"Thank you, kind statue." Said Annie, promptly deanimating it.
The tower had many steps and they were all tired when they got there. There was a gargoyle standing watch over the corner of the building. Annie touched a wing and the gargoyle awoke. In a flash, it grabbed her around the waist and leapt from the roof, soaring off into the horizon.

Watching over me? How in the world does he plan to do that? Wait...

Lira's eyes flicked to the cat,

No ordinary cat would carry me a flower like that... Oh no! Your in the room with a mind reader!

She was about to call out a warning to the creature when another thought came to her. She quickly acted upon it. "My lords, that cat is neither mine nor what it seems."

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Zevach had heard the shape-shifter's thoughts before she ever entered the room. He was about to grab the creature before the girl spoke. He had heard her thoughts as well. He smiled, his respect for the girl growing. He waited letting Nazar handle the uninvited creature.

Lira spoke again, "The flower is a message from..."

This better work or I am dead!

"...someone who claims to be a nature manipulator, and thinks they can challenge you in your own castle. He said he was waiting by the fountain." She finished respectfully.

Her only thought was of a way out of her current situation. No matter the cost to others she wanted out. Zevach was impressed by her ability to seek for solutions. "She speaks the truth." Zevach said looking at Nazar.

Damien

I saw, I ran.

A traitor! That little...Arghh! I screamed aloud. What would happen to Kat?

I stuck out my hand and made vines explode from the hard mud floor. It made them stop for a moment and I managed to stoop behind an alley. If that girl said everything, they knew my name, they knew my powers. I best stay low...

I ran around the back alleys avoiding the troops, patrolling...for me.

When I bumped into a girl and a boy. I stumbled back and saw that they were staying in the alleys too, I couldn't trust anyone right now, so I asked "Can I stay with you?" The girl nodded and I followed after them.

Name: Autumn
Age: 16
Ability: The tattoos on her body can come alive in the form of the elements (air, earth, fire and water)
Back story: Born to a group of traveling traders, Autumn could find no way that she fit in with this family and at the age of five ran away into the woods where a group of bandits found and adopted her. They renamed her Autumn due to her visual likeness to that season (She has long dark orange curly hair, which she wears down, and pale/faded green eyes. Her skin is quite pale. Autumn has long and slender limbs lick the bare branches of a tree). When she turned eight the bandits gave her a tattoo, an autumn tree on her back, and they taught her how to handle swords and daggers, even a bow and arrows. Later, only when they amubushed a mage, did Autumn learn 'magic'. The mage taught her how to blend a special ink for tattoos that would allow her to manipulate the elements, these she had done in the form of a filigree like pattern on both of her forearms. Not long after that she left the bandits to live in the closest city.
Other: Although she may be arrogant due to her time with the bandits, she is actually quite nice and intelligent.

Autumn | City then Cabin

I was walking through through some back ally with a member of the resistance trying to get some information out of him when this boy came charging straight into us. It sounded as if he was being chased, judging by the racket coming after him.
"Can I stay with you?" The words quite literally fell out his mouth as he panted for breath, looking behing him nervously. I nodded at him and moved off indicating for him to follow, the boy who was with me, Eric, pulled his cloak off and drapped it around this new guy and whispered: "Put this on so they don't recognise you". Thankfully Eric was a mind reader and new his way around this infernal city. Why hadn't I just stayed in the woods? I heard this boy mumble a thankyou as we escorted him away from what looked like guards.

Eric had left us at the city gates. I'd bought this little cabin not far away from the cities walls, it was just far enogh away that no patrols came this way, so we should be safe. The boy had said that his name was Damien, but that was all he'd said. Anoyingly it seemed as if he didn't want to talk to me. Stupid fool, I'd just helped him out, the least he could do was talk to me.

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