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Kivok-

I was sitting on top of the Syler Warehouse waiting for the sun to go down. An informant of mine had told me a couple hours before that the governor of Tynor had a job for me and it had raised my spirits quite a lot. Business had been a bit slow lately, but it was worth the wait if the richest man in Tynor hired me.

Hours later, after dark, I was sitting on a beam inside the great domed throne-room of Tynor. The flickering candlelight showed a little man dressed in a long expensive robe enter into the throne-room. He hurried across the floor and plopped himself down on the throne while he nervously looked about himself.

“Why have you asked me here?” I questioned him.

He started, and almost fell off his throne.

“I do not speak for myself oh great one,” he said in a small voice, “but the queen has demanded for more,” he paused searching for the right word, “bounty hunters. She wants information concerning beings called storm callers. You’ll get 4,000 tayols in advance, and after the job you’ll get 4,000 more if the information is satisfactory.”

“You’ve got your man,” was all I replied. After this job was done I would be the richest man in Tynor.
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Azrayel-

He stifled a laugh as he watched the girl and the tiger lose themselves in the crowd. The theft was expertly done. A flash of red caught the corner of his eye and he turned to see a girl about his age running away from the market. Her bright red hair had escaped it's braid and hung waving behind her.

*Storm Callers have powerful abilities and in the Sky Realm it's the perfect environment for them to live and fight in. Before the Empire was established many of the Storm Caller's were the kings royal guard. But after his death they disappeared, vanished into thin air, or so it seemed. After, it became one of the great mysteries of the Lower and Sky realms. With their disappearance most of the lore was lost about the Storm Caller's. It either disappeared with them or was destroyed by someone during the take over.*
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Aki-

She stopped when a man stood before her. He was very serious.

"I, knight of King Leo have been sent to eliminate you, Miss AKi of Sendai."

Aki stared at him. She wore fingerless gloves, perfect for fighting.

"If that is so, then do it already. DOn't announce your perpose to your enemy." Aki lectured him.

He laughed. "I have nothing to fear from a child."

The knight took out a long sword. Aki just stood thier staring at him.
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Draive-

The boy threw her down in front of a lady. Who was it?

"Milady I found a traitor." the boy said as he bowed in front of the queen.

Draive's mouth fell open. She looked up at the ugly lady.

"Your the queen?" she asked stupidly. The boy shoved her head down to the ground. "Ow!"

"Yes, I am the queen. Do you have any thing to say for being a storm caller?" she asked curtly.

"I- I um... I will serve you if you let me live!" she blurted. She really didn't want to do this but it was her only choice.

"Hm... ha ha ha ha." the queen burst out laughing. She stopped as she held her stomach. She looked down on Draive, into her eyes. They were telling the truth. “Fine. First command: Make me a storm. One that covers all sky islands."

"Yes, mam." Draive said with a small bow. She flung her head back and called in her oun way, to the sky. Rain! Rain!
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Alex:

I dashed out of the way. I was so tired of everything. I needed to do something! I growled. One guy placed his hand on my shoulder. I growled and spun around, throwing whoever it was to the ground. that was a mistake. I was suddenly surrounded by many guys, livid, with no chance at escape.




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Kaleb:

Kaleb had been watching the fighting. He clenched his fists when he saw the guys surrond the girls. He walked over his coat hiding any sign of his wings.

"Now, that's not very gentlmenly." He growled grabbing a guy by the neck and throwing him back. "I suggest you leave teh girl alone." He crossed his arms challenging anyone to test him. Kuma walked up behind him and growled low in his throat.


*ok, I'm totally lost. Anyone want to fill me when on what happened.*
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Alex:

I growled and clenched my fists. The guys in front of me left. "I didn't need your help!" I growled. I was furious! I hated it when I had to be saved, especially if it was a male. I growled. "You can leave now!" I said, crossing my arms and glaring, my entrancing eyes slits.




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Kaleb:

Kaleb frowned and shook his head. "Your welcome." He muttered turning around. He stopped and looked back at her. "You know, it's not such a bad thing to be helped every now and then." He turned around, scratched the top of Kuma's head. Then started walking away. he never understood how people could be so utterly rude.
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Aex:

Now I felt bad. I hated when I felt bad. I growled. "Sorry. Not used to guys helping me." I replied. I forced myself to relax, my eyes relaxing as well. "Thanks." I whispered. "It was...nice." I sighed and turned, beginning to walk away.




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*alright just so everyone knows where they are, lets just say all the characters are on Karov. Those of us in town should "meet" at the inn.*
DANCE- Like no-one is watching
LOVE- Like you've never been hurt
SING- Like no-one is listening
LIVE- Like it's heaven on earth.

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*Me is in the castle...*

Draive called lightly but bravly as she held her hands spread. It began to rin fearsly outside and the gards called for shelter. The queen smiled. The sky get shoot with lightning and her smile broke into a grin.

"Very good." she said.

"Thank you. Will you spair my life?" she asked putting her hands down.

"Yes. Your next task is to... :Boy give her a task and make it worthy of her." she said.

The boy looked up. "Go find a place to live. You'll proble have to find a place to live in this area." he said.

The queen nodded and Draive was off. She headed for the inn. Mabe it would have information for her.

*I hate my life!*
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Howell

The crew was taking a lot more care now - making sure that no more crates were stolen. Howell himself was furious - he'd track that girl down no matter how much extra time he had to spend out of the sky. It wasn't so much the contents of the crate that enfuriated him, they could easily be replaced in another raid. It was the fact that someone dared to steal from him that really made him mad.

Lucio was unconcerned, as always, "She shouldn't be too hard to find. How many people on Karov have their own tiger? How many people on any of the islands, for that matter?"

"Aye. I'll start at the inn, see if anyone has seen her before. Tell some of the crew to search the town. Have the rest of them ready to leave at any time. If agents come asking for an imperial charter, send them after me. Then tell the crew to go around to one of the villages and wait for me there."

"And if your men find the girl?"

"Then find me. I'll give her a chance to explain herself, and if there's no good reason...well, we'll deal with her in the manner that thieves are dealt with on Karov: cut off her hands."

"A display of mercy, Captain McKinney?"

"I don't particularly want to draw attention to myself, Lucio. Not so soon after a raid."

The trader nodded, "You'll be at the inn then?"

"If you need me."
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Tanner~

Tanner motioned with her hand for Tigra to stay in the shadows. And stay in the shadows she did, even the glowing blue tint to her fur unseen and she molded in.

Tanner slid out of her cape, tucking the tiara in with it and jumping onto the roof of the inn. Tanner slid to the side and jumped in a dark alley. She walked around the side, taking on the role of a boozer as she entered. She traded in one gold piece, getting a cup of grog in return.

Tanner nodded to the bar tender, taking a seat in one of the darker areas and drinking away.
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Draive's face was plastered to her head as she walked into the warm inn.

"How's it goin sweets?" a drunk man asked as he nearly fell off his chair.

Draive pushed past him and headed for a seat in the corner. It was cozy and away from the drunk. There was basicly one other seat over across from her that she wasn't sure would be filled or not. She wouldn't mind getting away from this place. It would be very filling to her.

Her mind raced and as her mind did so the storm out side became worse.

*It's raining!*
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*Can Tanner and Ray know each other, since they grew up on the same island?*

Azrayel-

The storm was getting worse, whats more Ray sensed the touch of another Storm Caller in the clouds. Swearing he ran towards the inn. Stepping into the crowded room, he shook his head spraying water everywhere.

The inn keeper looked up and grinned at him. "Well if it isn't our own Ray. How longs it been, a year?"

Smiling Ray sat down at the counter and bought a warm drink. "Year and a half, but who's counting."

"You've filled out since use left."

Ray laughed, taking a long drought of the Tark. "You mean since I ran away."

As Ray sipped his drink he glanced around the common room at the other people. There were a couple of natives. He smiled as he spotted Tanner slipping quietly in to the room. She glanced around and grabbed a table by the fire place. Ray looked at the door as he noticed a big blond man walk into the inn.
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