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[color=gold]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=gold]Location:[/color] Port Vanarosa
[color=gold]Interactions/Mentions:[/color] Arlen [@SilverPaw], Amisra [@Tae], Tanithil [@Lava Alckon], and Drosis [@Blizz]
[color=gold]Equipment:[/color] A set of sturdy clothing, a dagger, and his dog tags.[/center]
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[center][color=gold]"What the fuck?"[/color][/center]

The first things that came to Ismael's mind as he was brought to a new world. He was told so much, informed of much more, told how is all worked, and it plainly confused him. He died? He knew his ticket was up eventually but he never expected it to be in a dingy hotel room. All Ismael could think was that this seemed like some kind of story he heard some of his buddies talk about, it was increadibly jarring for the first little bit, but Ismael was calm. It seemed he was brought here before his death for some reason, and it seems that reason is to possibly save this world.

[center][color=gold]"Damn, I think I had a dream like this once"[/color][/center]

After his summoning, Ismael was given to a group and was told they were not only to protect him, but train him and bring him to some place to learn how to hone his powers. Powers he has gained from being brought to this world right before his death. A strange idea, yet it was one that he had quickly accepted, one Ismael even joked about, and in the company he found himself in, it seemed to sit well.

The time before reaching port was quite simple, he was tested and trained in different regards. His physical combat was often pitted against the lovely Amisra, whom of which seemed to love to try and aim for low blows, to Ismael the is understandable yet it never felt good. If he didn't spar with Amisra, it was with Arlen, a man Ismael found intrest in because of his guns. Flintlocks were quite rare to see in the flesh, sure here it was their technological level, however, for Ismael it was still a real treat to be able to play with one.

If it was not physical training, Tanithil was there to try and train Ismael's magic. Something wholly alien to Ismael, another energy within that can be controlled and produced to produce some magical effect. It was hard to understand, and harder to see results, yet nothing came easy, Ismael knew that. [color=gold]It was still annoying[/color][hr]

Ismael had never felt at home on a ship, he may have been a Marine, it did not mean living on a ship was something he was used to. Now on a wooden ship that smelt of sweat, sea salt, and gunpowder. Honestly it was pretty bearable to things he has had to smell before, it was just quite a different life than that which he led, but he got pretty used to it. There was one issue he found, sea legs, he had never gained true sea legs, he didn't live on a boat, he was able to work on a boat, but to live on one is a different feeling. He needed to get used to the swaying and shifting of his center of gravity, something he was able to manage but not something he was used to, but he could fake it well enough to be normal, just don't ask him to run around on the ship at his full speed.

Yet he never needed to as Tanithil had often grabbed him, and today was no exception. Tanithil today came to grab him as they reached port, and with it came a cloak! Once given it, Ismael thanked him, [color=gold]"Oh! Thank you! Very swanky"[/color]. Ismael chuckled as he adjusted it and listened to the explination Tanithil gave from Captain Morr. Soon they made it near the top deck where Tanithil sat at the stairs before reaching the top deck, Ismael did similar, as he nearly laid himself out on the stairs relaxing and listening. Ismael gave a small nod and a [color=gold]"Aye Aye Sir"[/color], when he was spoken to by Captain Morr about staying low and close to Tanithil. Ismael began to make mental notes of what was being said before Tanithil jumped up leading to Ismael doing the same.

[color=gold]"Port Vanarosa hu? Looks like a few places I know"[/color]. Ismael said this while letting out a chuckle as he began to follow Tanithil to Amisra. There they spoke of some Disguise ring, where one spoke of the possibility of stealing it, Amisra seemed well enough with purchasing one so Ismael said with a chuckle as he rubbed the back of his head, [color=gold]"Oh good, I thought I was going to have to work the corner to get one"[/color]. Before he let out a laugh and began walking down the plank to the dock while saying, [color=gold]"Well let's go!"[/color]

[hider=TLDR]
Ismael has joined the crew. Has now been given the mission of going with Tanithil to go and get himself a Disguise Ring, and has now began to leaving Amisra with a little joking line.[/hider]