[center][h2][b][color=f7941d]Therion Blackhart[/color][/b][/h2]
[sub][@ERode][@OliveYou][/sub][/center]
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[center][i][sub][i][b]"You already decided?"[/b][/i] 

...[color=f7941d]"Not sure to be honest. I think It'll be best to pick something more suited to me, but at the same time I think an easier class would be nice. at least until I get the basics down."[/color] 

[i][b]"Just pick, man. either way. Any class you pick will need some type of adjusting. Hurry up, or I'll start without ya."[/b][/i]

[color=f7941d]"Fine, fine... Just give me 30 minutes."[/color]

[i][b]"30 minutes... Didn't you already have a concept thought out? Why not that?"[/b][/i]

[color=f7941d]"Hmm, you know what... you're right!"[/color][/sub][/i]

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The memories of an outside world felt distant at this current juncture. Like a kite, his vision soared across a vast landscape in the tall distance, swaying with the subtle gusts of winds beneath his wings. Nightfall would soon engulf the land, monsters were prone to become stronger at this hour, but such mattered little to this elf. He slowly closed his eyes, and his mind returned to him, to his body. The nearest city would be eastward from where he stood. [color=f7941d]"Alright, come back Admiral."[/color] A small humming bird swooped towards his location, began to swiftly shift around Therion's position before hiding within the confines of his cloak. A silent gesture of gratitude, and Therion continued his path forward. Hood up, hands hid among the dark of his cloak like a thief would. It wasn't long before he realized that this would be his life now, perhaps in some part of him he wanted it to be. It wasn't long ago, actually. The moment was minutes before sundown when he and his friend were hunting for boars somewhere in the early levels. Therion had just acquired his 37th level, and overall was just helping the lad get some skins for some armor piece he wanted to craft. It was mindless fun and overall a good time. It was good to be untroubled by the thought of always hiding and swerving across the battlefield just to get critical hits happening.

[color=f7941d]"You've got enough?"[/color] those were the last words Therion spoke before the boy before him nodded and thanked him for helping. A quick look to the main menu, managing and emptying his bags and dismantling items it dawned upon the youth that his log off button was gone. Maybe a bug, was the first thought but then a message popped up asking how to log off from his friend. The circumstances began to feel serious before time slipped through his finger, first an hour, then two, before long he realized that whatever system error occurred was one that of serious nature. It's no problem, perhaps a maintenance call would happen and before long they will have the issue fixed. Removing his headset and going to bed like usual, Therion... of more so Gendou, relied his weariness on the comfort of slumber. Tomorrow would be another day, another adventure. 

It wasn't until he opened his eyes that he realized the situation he has been placed upon, the world in where he was in. Fiction had made a full circle. He hands were different, his body too. The usual sluggishness which birthed itself on a morning's stride has shown its absence today. His face, finger trailed the skin and ears which landed into a point, realizing that... He was not Gendou anymore, but Therion. A gasp, a panic, surely this was a dream. Lucid one at that, a pinch on the cheek and punch to the gut. All his strength behind it could awaken him from his slumber, but instead replace the sense of confusion with writhing pain. Gasping whatever air he could to regain composure... Gendou had to accept reality... And reality finally began to taste sweet. 

And so, upon this trek unto nowhere, a sound and rustle started to catch his attention. [color=f7941d]"Huh?"[/color] Before a large yell of two individuals began to veil what was once a silent forest into a frenzy. They were running away, surely they were players... in this area there shouldn't be any sort of- The screams grew louder and louder, and the two seemed to have become much more prone to dying than before. Jesus Christ... 

Therion quickly took a minute, inhaled a deep breath and allowed himself to vanish within the seams, disusing self and presence from the surroundings. Scent, self and everything alike. He needed to help in anyway shape or form possible before these two... died? Either way, he pulled out his short boy, and positioned himself nearby, as this ravenous creature continued its pace... One, two, THREE!!

A shot was fired towards the beast, a hit into the leg, halting its pace slightly, relenting trying to figure out where it came from. Now the arrow which was once invisible began to show form, as the blood began to over its surface demonstrating the piercing attack. 

[color=f7941d]"Damn it, I was aiming for the eyes. I'll keep it distracted long enough for me to get close to those two. But what to do?"[/color] a thought came to mind, Admiral flew off his cloak and towards the two who were being followed, attempting to get their attention, maybe he can make them move towards him to formulate some kind of plan.