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[h3][b][color=B5651D]Introduction[/color][/b][/h3]

[b][color=B5651D]Direct Mention:[/color][/b]
[@TheWindel], [@Flood], [@KoL], [@Lonewolf685]

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As Elijah walked towards the summoning table, she couldn't help but to spot a smiling fairy fluttering towards her. The muscular barbarian didn't seem to take much note of her until the dainty little thing landed on her shoulder up in her face.

[color=crimson][i]"Wassup muscle lady!"[/i][/color] Rose energetically blurted out before catching her own accent.

Elijah's head cocked to the side as she eyed the fairy closely before giving a light smile back at her.

[b][color=B5651D]"Oh hello there,"[/color][/b] the tall woman answered as she eyed the little creature, [b][color=B5651D]"And who migh' you be, lil' Miss Pixie-Person?"[/color][/b] 

The fairy introduced herself as Rose, but made it clear that she was not in her natural body. It was yet another form that the cards had given her to assist her own abilities. She seemed friendly enough, at least according to Elijah. However the same couldn't be said for her own card, as a mummified arm sprung up to smack Rose away from her master's shoulder. 

[b][color=B5651D]"'Ey ey,"[/color][/b] Elijah coaxed softly as she poked at Imhotep's rotting arm back, [b][color=B5651D]"No need to be rude towards our new friend. My body's no temple like yours."[/color][/b]

Regardless of the response, the muscular warrior would be interrupted as she noticed the others grouping up and supposedly discussing the next mission at hand. 

She would be given the scroll containing the information regarding their next mission - a neon-city shrouded against the darkness while having an odd affinity for clocks. Their goal was to loot the city of her riches, while at the same time they had to avoid the police patrolling it. It was a classic game of cat and mouse - or in this case, cops and robbers. As the portal began to open, the barbarian would be find herself near a group of three, being comprised of the fairy she met, a little blonde girl, and blue-haired woman wielding a key-shaped blade. The blonde one would notice Elijah, as she walked over to greet the giant newcomer.

[b][color=gold][i]"Hey, there! If you are here on your own, am I correct to think that you have no group to explore the new world as well? If that's the case, would you matter teaming up?"[/i][/color][/b]

Up until now, she had been used to fighting through the dungeons alone, without any party members (save for her card) assisting in her valiant quest. But her last boss had proven that she won't be able to solo through without a substantial amount of assistance. Even her cards won't be enough to save her ass alone. Thus she quickly came to the conclusion that it would be smarter for her to join them. 

[b][color=B5651D]"Sure thang!"[/color][/b] Elijah replied determinedly as she kneeled to shake the girl's hand, who in turned introduced herself with a gleaming smile, [b][color=B5651D]"I'd gladly to be joinin' yer team. And I'm Elijah, by the way."[/color][/b]

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Once she entered the portal, the barbarian would find herself within the city described in the scroll. Everything here would've looked much like her home town, other then the fact that giant clocks could be seen perched on the highest skyscrapers and that the public crowd was almost as dense as Tokyo in rush hour. And being someone of her stature, she couldn't help but feel like she was sticking out like a sore thumb. This would seem to be true as they would soon find themselves in the attention of a dark-winged school girl, who asked why they were here at such an hour. Elijah silently gazed at the girl, her hands gripped tightly around her giant warhammer, as she expected the others to speak out on their behalf. 

But knowing how things usually turned out, the barbarian was more than ready to fight at a moment's notice.