[h3][center][color=8882be]--Raven--[/color][/center][/h3]

[color=8882be]"What is this...sensation?"[/color]

Raven found himself within a strange space, he could feel reality distort around him as he was being teleported to a foreign land. He had heard of space-time manipulation, but had never experienced it first hand. It was a feeling that he wasn't sure he'd ever get used to; Raven wasn't the type to get motion sickness, but even with his mental focus he believed he was beginning to feel a sense of vertigo. Eventually a faint light appeared in his view. The light grew in size as he drew closer to it, the exit to this space perhaps? Usually, a man should avoid the light at the end of a tunnel. However, at this point Raven found as a welcome change of pace from his current situation. 

The light soon became large enough obstruct his entire view, he had covered his eyes in order to avert them from the brightness of the flash. After a few moments, the light faded and the young fighter would find a very different world in view. The gorgeous landscape radiated with a mystical, almost archaic energy. [color=8882be][i]This must be the Grey Garden mentioned in that letter I got a few weeks ago.[/i][/color] Raven thought to himself. A while back Raven had received a letter from an anonymous sender, reading that his prowess had been recognized and he had been invited to something known as the 'Grey Festival'. He had no idea what the letter was on about, and decided to pay it no mind. However, now at this present day, he found himself in a parallel dimension that was...unique to say the least.

Upon exiting the portal, Raven would find himself greeted by a lone demon. He guessed that she was the greeter for the outsiders attending the festival. Regaining his sense of surrounding, he began to walk up to the demoness. 

[color=8882be]"Hello, my name is Emmett Drake, but if you'd like you can just refer to me as Raven. I believe I was summoned here to attend this Grey Festival mentioned in the letter of invitation given to me. I'd like to know more about this place if you've the time."[/color] Raven said as he looked around, taking in all of the scenery. 

[color=8882be]"For example, I understand that demons and angels live here in harmony. Are there any notable figures here who are herald for their skill in martial or magical arts?"[/color]

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[h3][center][color=92278f]--Nadia--[/color][/center][/h3]

A young witch was busy making preparations for the Grey Festival currently taking place. She had intention to use the festival to unveil some of her new magical concoctions and conjuration sorcery. She wanted to show off the fruits of the her studies in her never-ending quest of mastering her craft. 

Indeed, Nadia spend many hours toiling away at her scrolls and ancient texts, learning different ways to implore her conjuration magic. She was currently sitting at her atelier doing some last minute cramming before she headed out. She was sitting one side of her room, alittle to the right she had a conjured ladle stirring some sort of elixir. 

She didn't even noticed the setting sun over the village horizon.