[b]Vrabe Rheat - [color=black]Black Lightning[/color][/b]

He watched the small puff fall down the mountainside and heard the echo of trees splintering as it rolled into the forest nearby. His strength was phenomenal, he would admit that without humility but was it enough to compete with the other Vypers. A few them were incredibly strong, take for instance that man that appeared earlier. Dressed in black, his aura engulfed the entire guild and had sent a shiver down his back. 

When another approached him, cancer stick in mouth, Vrabe scowled openly. Those that smoked those things were just asking for death, it was like drinking a vial of slow-acting poison. As the boy spoke of his powers, Vrabe stood up and looked down at the youth, the plume of ash that spewed from his mouth was almost ignored. He waited for the dragon to fly off before lecturing the boy. 

"Don't you know that's stupid, smoking that is," he explained. "Its not smart at all and doesn't make you look cool." With his words dropping from his lips, Vrabe went over to the edge and dropped down from the five story building in the form of his magic. He crashed against the cobble stone before he reappeared and started to walk off, hands in his pockets. 


[b]Sable Rhodroth - [color=red]WRETCHED ONE[/color][/b]

With his motion sickness gone, Sable found himself hanging out with Cynthia for most of the ride, whether she had spoken back or not, he was glad, almost overjoyed that she was there. He leaned back against the small boat, hand trailing the surface of the water as it sped towards the island. They said it was shaped like a hand but he'd have to check that for himself once they got there.  

"So you can cure this sickness?" he asked her again. "I mean that's amazing, would you like to be my partner?" He grinned deviously, the island drawing even closer.