"[color=fff200]Oh dear, it seems it hasn't even been 5 minutes and our soon to be dungeoneering group has already reduced themselves to irrelevant petty squabbles. This doesn't seem like it bodes well. If it were up to me, I'd place my vote on naming our group with a naming convention that not only promotes strength, but elegance, knowledge and perfection...[/color]"

The door opened up as the timeoid walked into the room with a pleasant smile laid bare on his face. Approaching his new group, he swept a hand across his hair, the shine reflecting into his odd, mystical eyes. Standing firmly beside the one known as Ozend. Louis smirked, and shook his head, displeased with all the displeasantry so far, and decided to come up with a team name of his own.

"[color=fff200]Might I recommend we name ourselves... The Yliastrum...? We are basis for all foundation, by our hand we shall sketch the history of the future, from us, all living things will be created, our actions shape our landscapes, our minds change the perceptions of the world. From us, contains everything, raw, unimaginable power that when released will surely give birth to something... Most excellent.[/color]"

Louis gazed around himself, confident in his choice. It sounded excellent to him, though he didn't know exactly just how well the others would react to his choice of name. Louis approached the demon and held his hand out politely to get done with the paperwork.

"[color=fff200]My apologies for being late. Getting here took quite some distance. That and I had some vital preparations to complete, I do hope you can forgive me~[/color]"