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Sorry for doing another post so soon after the last, I just felt like it would be good to place my character in a position to speed up the process. I feel like we should start moving out of this introduction scene soon, to keep the momentum.


"I am so sorry! But when we meet again, I will make sure to bring new, non-magical pastries." she said, placing a hand on Arden's shoulder and giving him a reassuring smile.

She stepped up to a position behind the shirt-less Kouta, likely the next one to get his mark, and loosened her blouse a bit, though keeping her modesty, as she was a romantic minded girl who wanted the symbol near her heart. She was really taking it seriously, though she felt she was no hero, she was open to doing everything she could for the mission and for those of the newly formed guild. It made her happy that she was able to make everyone a bit happier if only just a bit with her pastries.

"Once this meeting is over, how we will meet again? Are there plans for a guild hall?”


The group could seen as too small to take down the entirety of Catamount, however, they were definitely enough to overwhelm the baker, who found herself surrounded. "Uh, yes, there are pastries... Oh? Did you like it Kouta? Ah! I am glad! You know... Aria, right? Take as much as you want... Oh, Lemon Flavor then, Helena? Sure, here you go..." she was panting by the time the last of the pastries were taken out. She hadn't planned this one out, it was a bit hard to remember the names, deliver the pastries and keep sociable.

To add to her troubles, she saw her pastry vanish into nothing right as the new arrival bit into it. She blinked, forgetting all her worries for a moment as she approached him. "Ah, what happened? My magic had never failed like this before. I am so sorry, all the pastries have been eaten, normal and magical, though I could make you a new magical one."
@CelesteEste or anyone else,
Does anyone know if these pastries are magical in nature or just ordinary mundane. Curious how they were made.


It's mixed actually, some are handmade some are summoned


— Courtyard —


With a free breakfast in her belly, courtesy of her gullible friend, Sazel ran across the school campus, not having to worry about going to the cafeteria at all (though typically she would totally double dip), the metal accessories of her clothes chimed almost announcing the incoming disaster magnet as she moved quickly, truth was, she was late, not for any class, but to deliver an assignment for the chronicle club. Her one hope was to intercept Sir Geldwin between classes, which was possible, she was born in the frontiers (in a well-off castle, yes, but still) and she knew how to hunt something down.

Suddenly, she saw a sea of red... "Apples?" was all she could say, the momentum wouldn't allow her to stop, before she could see, she was tripping on apples, falling on the ground. Thankfully, this was just what she needed to do to catch the attention of the teacher, who was moving towards his class. She rolled on the floor for way too long before getting up.

"Sir Geldwin! Here! I got the text!" she waved a stack of papers on her hand, and approached the teacher.

For this week's chronicle club report, each student was working on some historical figure of their own homeland. For Sazel the obvious choice would be Aiste Turaida, the unifier of the realm and military genius, instead, she went with Juta Medzit, one of the most important ladies of one of the oldest noble families there were, which was in part thanks to Juta and her neutrality policy when Aiste was conquering many of her neighbors, and there was indeed a 'cool' factor in the fact she was the one lord to not bend the knee or be conquered or the way her mentality helped her family to survive centuries past the conqueror's own. Sazel reasons were not as reasonable, simply put, Juta was a Bestia summoner, just like Sazel, nothing but pure bias.

The article was still exemplary, albeit late. Much like everything Sazel did. As she approached to deliver the teacher work, she noticed he was carrying something of his own, and it was outside the folder he typically kept his things. It seemed to depict a student, but not one she knew. Naturally curious, Sazel questioned it "Oh, who is that? She looks cool..."


The receptionist jumping over the counter caused her attempt to extra information about the world to fail, it was something so simple, yet it seemed quite so complicated in a body that didn't grab anyone's attention and had little to no presence. No wonder she had fallen into the rogue class, Agata thought, which meant her issues were actually positive points, but it was honestly just not her style.

Following the group down into the training area, she stayed quiet and paid attention to the explanations, she didn't want to die again, after all, she also flickered through her card to know more about her limits and capabilities.

“ So after this, you may choose to leave with Aloe or stay for an extra-long history lesson. “


Hearing that made Agata sigh with relief, she couldn't possibly be comfortable unless she had an above average knowledge about her surroundings. With that, she moved onto the equipment, first things first, she sought clothes that felt more comfortable on her body, finding a light cloth outfit that seemed custom made for someone who needed to be flexible in combat, perfect for her. She wore it over her tattered cloth wrap outfit and then removed said wrap once doing so wouldn't expose her body in the front of others. Another sigh of relief followed this, she felt less miserable now. For weapon, she took an iron claw and a short broadsword as a secondary weapon.

Suddenly she felt the smell of burnt straw and wood, turning around to find the mages practicing their spell, it was still a sight to see in person, though she had to admit it was easier to watch them in moves than to have to deal with the smell and the heat spreading through the training area. Now, the mages could have the shinniest toys, but she wondered what her skills would feel like.

Only whispering her ability name, she used Diving Dragon, and immediately crossed the whole room at a great speed to pounce the practice dummy, her feet raising to perform the final part of the skill but her mind being too distract by the sudden speed to finish the job. "Whoa... Nice." she said, smiling. Next, she would try Snake Fang Barrage, this time announcing the skill name before starting to strike the dummy at a great speed, the act was alien to her... yet it felt quite natural, her arms became flexible yet hard, and she could fully process what she was doing despite she uncanny speed of the movements. When she stopped, the dummy had been worn down considerably.


Kouta all of the sudden taking off his shirt was enough to make Azurca stop casually chewing a pastry, blushing softly at the sight, not exactly shy, but not exactly indifferent either. She looks up and down at him, as he approaches and looks weirdly pensive about the pastries she is holding, causing the baker to tilt her head slightly in soft confusion.

”If it is alright, I would like to have some...please.”

The contrast was definitely the cutest part of it all, Azurca nodded and laughed. "Oh of course, of course. Take as much as you want, you sound like you need somethin to fill the stomach! I can make new ones with magic anyway if we run short, so come, come, don't be shy!" she told in a sweet tone, happy that someone was interested in her cooking skills.

It didn't take long for a second person to appear, having been tattoed already, Helena had returned to the group and said "I'll take one."

The magical baker nodded again. ”Oh sure thing! You look like you would like... grape! Or lemons... Hmmm. I have a few flavors here, pick the one that seems the most appetitizing." with a smile she handed her new guild sister the bag, allowing her free reign to pick anything she wants in whatever quantity she desires.

@Hammerman@Spectral
@Hammerman My next post will focus on Helena as she is the first to get her guild mark and the others are talking to each other :)


When do you plan on posting it?
@Allycat Yes,a 0th OOC post.


Agata had taken her distance, she was in a new world and wanted to enjoy the sights, taking her time to marvel at the wonders of fantasy-like architecture... though in here, it was probably mundane architecture. At least to the locals. She wondered what other cities there were in this world, she wondered what other races, what other details, so far their hands were being held somewhat forcefully, they had to go somewhere first and foremost, though Agata used to be a great student in her school and college, she had a natural instinct to collect information.

Soon her mind went away from those questions to the silliness she was witnessing, all sorts of talking behind backs, first-grade tier races to see who was the first on the line... "And the goddess told me she was selecting exceptional people" she whispered, were they all going to die? Likely so. Was it worth running away? She didn't feel like it anymore, she was already dead anyway, the best she could do was to enjoy this silliness.

The line started to move, and the emperor went on another tirade. "I guess this is why everyone has felt such republican spirit for the last two hundred years, huh?" she said in a soft voice, easy to miss, but not whispered in fear of being heard. "Well, let's see what I get. Net quizzes always went 50/50 on Gryffindor and Slytherin." she told in jest, touching the crystal.

"Rogue...?" she tilted her head in confusion. "Moon Leap, Snake's Flexibility, Snake Fang Barrage... seems like a bunch of kung-fu moves... I guess it's all relying on the speed of my feet... Yeah. That makes sense."

She moved away and walked towards the elf "Yo. Will we have access to some sort of library or at least a pamphlet telling the basics? It would be nice to know where I am and what I am... you know?"
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