[H2][center][color=00aeef]Alex[/color][/center][/H2]
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After handing his sheet over to Craig, Alex grabbed his phone with his spare hand and began to surf the web. He checked his emails, because for whatever reason, everything got sent to his spam folder. After a few minutes of reading, most of it was indeed spam and ads, nothing new.

There were a few times Alex would hear a door open and hear someone say something or another, but he learned to tune out such things. He looked back over at the table to see that it had mostly filled up, and there seemed to be much more food than before. Most notable was the Sushi and Brownies. Quickly grabbing a piece of nondescript sushi, he tossed it into his mouth and continued playing on his phone.

Perhaps a game or two to pass the time while Craig looks through the sheets. Wait, no. Craig would never [i]look through[/i] the sheets. He'd probably just grunt and hand it back. Either that, or pretend to look interested and do the same.

Alex looked up from his phone at Craig. There was some sort of incoherent speech before giving a sheet back to someone. [i][color=00aeef]"Yeah, that's about right."[/color][/i] Alex looked to see that his own sheet had been returned to him, and luckily with minimal damage.

Looking over his abilities once more he remembered his Minor Magic ability. Mage Hand was a nice spell, but perhaps there would but something better? He opened his mouth to speak, but it was about that time that a bright light shone from his left. Looking at the now floating book, Alex had to admit, it was a neat trick. [i][color=00aeef]"That's actually pretty cool. How'd you get it to-"[/color][/i] the light suddenly got brighter, and Alex covered his eyes as it overtook him.
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[Center][h2][color=9e0b0f]Milon[/color][/h2][/center]
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Before Milon even opened his eyes, his head hurt. A lot. He reached for his head, only to find that there was something stuck to his head. It felt like a horn of some kind. Pulling on it, Milon winced in pain, it was as it was stuck to him. Opening his eyes, and lowering his hand, he caught a glimpse of it. Something was wrong. Looking at his hands, he saw that they were now red in color, with claw-like nails. He looked around to see he was no longer in a house, but some sort of old timey tavern. He was still at a table though, so there was that at least. The others looked just as confused as he did, and they also looked somewhat strange. 

He looked down at himself. [i][color=9e0b0f]"What in the Goddamn..."[/color][/i] He found himself in leather armor, a deep brown in color, covering most of him. Strapped to him were a pair a Shortswords, buckled in their sheaths. 

He turned to ask Craig what was going on, when he saw that he was missing. Great. [i][color=9e0b0f]"So, does anyone have any idea what's going on? Is the book still there? Maybe it has some clues."[/color][/i]