phantom of the potter

Jorin "A pity you missed him then. Now. What are your intentions for this journey?" Jorin stared at the man in front of him. Bennett couldn't possibly have fully recognized ...

I'll save a spot for an Against character.

Jack Jack examined his new blade carefully. It was smooth, polished. A good sword. Jack could easily see the craftsmanship that went into creating the blade. Jack slid his old ...

**Ah, shoot! Sorry about that. Typos are no fun. Ryl Ryl listened intently to Fitz's tale. The stew was beginning to cook and steam, sending its aromas all over camp. ...

Jack Jack watched the revealing of the stowaway from the dining hall's doorway. Jack did not ever go inside of the ship, but lingered in the doorways. "Captain," said Jack ...

Ryl "Haven't figured it out yet?" asked Ryl. "What's to figure? A Rider rides his dragon." The boy - Fitz - frowned. "Well, we've only just found each other as ...

Jack Jack was staring over the rim of the Calypso to where the water was softly lapping at the hull of the ship. The small waves broke softly and rolled ...

I'll join - Profile will be up in a jiffy. Name: Jack Rogue Position: "Jack" of all trades. He'll do a bit of everything. Usually he swabs the deck, but ...

**I am going to assume that all of the Riders are in the same camp. Ryl/Bane Ryl wound through a thicket, tearing after the rabbit. Briars tore at Ryl's clothes, ...

Jorin “Interesting," replied Garret. "Well my name is Garret and my scowling Protégé is Jorin.” Jorin looked away from the campfire, squinting toward the group leader's tent. Jorin still intende

Rilian Rilian watched as Diana wove her way back to the front of the line. Rilian shook his head, a smile playing on his face. Diana was always ready to ...

:shock: Shakespeare. I. CLAIM. A. SPOT.

I'll claim a good guy spot. ---HUMAN--- Name: Ryl Age: 18 Gender: Female Appearance: Ryl has short, cropped red hair and a wiry frame. She's somewhat short with deep brown ...

Jorin Jorin watched the campfire blankly as Valentine finished pitching his tent. Garrett had insisted that Valentine pitched his tent by them. Jorin was forced to silently disapprove. Garrett stirred

**Thanks, everyone! Jorin The back of Jorin's neck was tingling. He could feel Garrett watching him, no doubt because of Jorin's rough words to the man. Jorin gritted his teeth. ...