Potter

Avalia

Corvina

Time: Morning
Location: Roshmi- Kenia's estate.
Interaction: @Tae-Kenia | @princess-Malachi | @Inertia - Rei | @@Dezuel - Zelginn

Cora giggled at Rei's words as he mentioned Malachi being the crumb culprit. The silence lasted peacefully, until pounding footsteps, a barking dog, and a tiny demihuman child rushed towards them. She let out a gasp of fear and dropped the mop out of shock. Her first instinct was to grab a nearby knife and hold it tightly. Her mind raced with fear; had the dragolich found them? Was it Aklenroth's army, or the Dark Fairies and Elves? Her hands shook, while sparks emanated from her fingers.

The odd scene played out, too fast for her to react: the tiny child jumped on Rei's shoulders and then onto the bookcase. How did this boy break into Kenia's estate? She didn't have time to ask due to Malachi coming in; only to demand that Rei and her produce a reasonable explanation. He had the nerve to blame them? She scowled at him as if to say 'really?' Kenia followed behind and beckoned the Demihuman child down to explain to them.

Cora gently pulled Rei away from the chaos. The last thing they needed was for the child to use his shoulder as a springboard again. Her mind raced: now, there was another being in this land that knew Kenia and Malachi were hiding humans here. The anxiety and fear was rising quick inside of her. She glanced at Rei with wide eyes and tried to communicate her thoughts to him. Next, she glanced back at Malachi and Kenia to address them. "We didn't have anything to do with this child coming in. We were cleaning and sadly, we were almost finished." She gestured to the child with a loud, exasperated sigh. "That is, until this one came in."

Her voice was gentle and kind, as not to alarm the boy despite her irritation. Next, Corvina addressed Rei. Her expression while the flames disappeared. "Are you all right?" Concern filled her eyes for her friend's well-being. She had grown to care for these three and the thought of their group being attacked had alarmed her. The memories of the dracolich still hung in the back of her mind. She swallowed and set her hands in her pocket to try quelling her nerves. Her heart was still racing.

Avalia

Belladonna

Time: One Week Later
Location: Roshimi City - Ra Monde
Interaction: @hide on mana

Before Belladonna was able to leave the stage, the Dark Elf came to stand beside her. She glanced at his hand with a narrowed gaze while remaining impassive. She gritted her teeth and looked out to the crowd as she listened to his words. Her eyes twitched as her brain began to speculate the moves he had just made. Why on Earth was he giving her his army? Did he expect Humans came with a readily available book of leadership knowledge pertaining to war? How was she going to lead these people? Belle feigned admiration and respect, her smile too wide and her eyes shining with joy. She nodded her head to the crowd and bowed once more.

When he had finally let go, Belle again went to the back of the room with her head raised and eyes fixated on the exit. She began to gather her arrows and knives as she started hiding them in her boots, her pockets, and adjusted the quiver of arrows around her waist. While she prepped to head to the land for the first time in a week, maniac hysterical laughter filled her ears. She glanced over to find it was Baraian's tent. Belle raised her eyebrows then ducked her head as she began to lace her boots. She watched Ilan approach him and wondered what the faun needed, but didn't waste time to continue pondering it. Once she finished gearing up, a soft tap on her shoulder caused her to gasp and spin around with a knife in hand, ready to stab them.

"Miss, where are you going?" Rosemary stood behind her with a frown. Belle noticed she was equipped also with a bow and arrow. She suspected that the Elven woman had more than just a bow on her as well.

"Up to the ground, Rosemary. Should I not familiarize myself with this wonderful city I am going to lead?" Belle tried to keep her voice low, but the spite she was unable to withhold. Rosemary studied her with an intense gaze that remind her of Lysandra. The name brought a stabbing pain in her chest that Belle had to ignore as she roughly gathered the remainder of her knives and daggers. Belle remembered her

"Not alone, you're not going up there alone Ms. Belle." Rosemary's words finally filled the piercing silence as Belle stared up at her with shock.

"What, really? You're letting me go up there?" She couldn't restrain the smile lighting up her expression, blanketed with relief.

"Yes ma'am, as long as you agree to being guarded. You are our leader now." Rosemary lifted her finger and a few others joined: Elf, fairy and a Demihuman joined her; Belle recognized them as Morgayne, Elleta, and Regulus. They were fierce warriors. She had watched them train and exercise and found them to be compelling. Their work ethic and dedication had stunned her. She nodded her approval, then glanced at Kuroi. His skills were indeed going to be necessary, and she wondered what else he knew. She had watched him training over the week with the youth and had founded it to be encouraging. Belle caught his gaze and gestured for him to join them. She didn't want to cross over too far and have people notice, so she kept it subtle.

Belle fixated her gaze on him once more and looked up to indicate they were leaving. Belladonna waited momentarily, then headed up the staircase and out of Ra Monde. They left the graveyard one at a time, making sure to be inconspicuous. Morgayne's zoolinguilism had assisted them in making sure they weren't caught. When they had all joined one another, they looked at Belle for advice. She was silent as she watched the flow of people, the hustle and bustle. It reminded her of her home town. She glanced over her shoulder to see if Kuroi had joined and was cautiously moving so he could catch up.

While she waited, a flyer caught her eye. She moved towards it with the group in tow and read it. She snorted and showed it to them. "Fancy a ball?" The others smiled casually and nodded, because they knew they couldn't voice their real opinions until they went back underground. She knew this would be dangerous to attend but the idea of finding more allies was also inviting. Belladonna sighed as she pondered it. It made her stomach churn.

Avalia

Corvina

Time: Morning
Location: Roshmi- Kenia's estate.
Interaction: @Tae-Kenia | @princess-Malachia | @Inertia - Rei

Week Summary N.A.

Corvina's outfit

Cora's hair

"Wow," Cora turned to watch Malachi and held the mop weakly in her hands. She glanced at Rei's broom and a wicked grin split across her face. "Who needs magic to defeat Aklenroth when we can use our new best friends, Rei?" She added as a new reply came to mind and giggled. Her eyes were shining with glee. "I can use wash my hair and mop at the same time. This is some magical multitasking don't you think?" She laughed at his response. "Yeah, we're definitely special - special enough to wield the magical broom and mop. Imagine how dangerous we can be with these. Why continue training our magic without these?" The guest comment made her chuckle, but gratitude still swelled inside of her at the generosity. She hadn't been able to shake the dread of being forced to hide again. She hated small, enclosed spaces. She was grateful to have been with Rei at least so she hadn't been alone in the dark.

Malachi turned his back to them and told them to make sure it was "spotless", Cora had chortled out loud and turned back to Rei. "Yes Rei, make sure it's spotless enough for him to see his ego reflected back to him." Cora giggled to herself and smirked proudly at the wall. She had been enjoying her time with these three, much to her surprise. Part of her was beginning to open up and reveal her personality. It had been too long without true companionship; mostly, she had acquaintances. Corvina couldn't help but wonder if she hadn't moved, would she have ended up in Avalia? Her mind began to reel as she recalled her prior life and gritted her teeth. No - she would not think of Ophelia nor Gale. These were names she never wanted to remember again. Cora knew she would rather face the wilderness of Avalia over it.

As she forced herself back to reality, Cora found her hands were shaking from anger and hatred. She took several deep breaths and noticed she had missed Rei leaving to find the dustpan. Cora frowned, distantly recalling having seen it in the closet down the hall. She went towards the closet and opened it and took out the magical dustpan. At the same time, a faint, haunting singing rang throughout the hallway. She curiously began to follow it. It didn't take long to find it belonged to Kenia who was having a heart-to-heart with Malachi. Rei was backing away awkwardly. Cora move to Rei's peripheral vision and tapped his arm while looking over to hear. Her eyes quickly gazed over the paintings and was able to pick up the gist of the situation. She showed him the dustpan while her other hand touched his to lead him away.

Hoping he complied, she returned to the kitchen and set the dustpan down. She was silent for a moment as she processed the situation. Those babies had been Kenia's and the man her companion. She didn't know if they had been married or what trauma this woman had endured. It was clear the babies hadn't survived. Her heart ached for Kenia but she wasn't going to interrupt. Perhaps later she could give her a hug. Corvina glanced over at Rei finally and then commented: "This world may not be so different from our own in some ways; just more dangerous, magical, and filled with endless possibilities." She smiled faintly and nodded to their supplies.

Corvina paused once more and smiled at him. He was quite handsome, she noticed. The first day had been too chaotic for her to take in her three new companions. She turned back away before he saw her blush and turned her back to him so she could mop where the crumbs had fallen. It was interesting how her life had turned around and she couldn't help but reflect on it. She had a faint smile on her face while she mopped as she brushed the hair out of her eyes.

Avalia

Belladonna

Time: One Week Later
Location: Roshimi City - Ra Monde
Interaction: @dreamingflowers @Dezuel @hide on mana

Week Summary

Belle's hair

Belle's outfit

The past week had been nothing but an information dump of her new world. Belle learned more about it and the truth of why she had been plucked from Earth; to sum up her emotions with one word was impossible. She couldn't help but feel indignation and bitter. How dare they pluck her from her world and expect her to fight for them without asking her? Did these Elves think that everyone would agree to join their random war and possibly die for it? Whenever she thought of it, Belle would begin to shake with anger and disgust. Furthermore, she found it troubling and maddening how she was not allowed to leave the building as well. She felt as if she were trapped underwater, unable to breathe. She hated being cooped up and also being underground. She thought of how she almost ended it in the forest and wondered if it had been a mistake not to follow through.

She had stayed with Ilan whom was the only person/creature she wasn't quite pissed at throughout the week. His sweet and pure nature had been softening up some of her anger and darkness. She found it difficult to stay mad or irritated with him. He was young and innocent and was uncomfortable being in the position anyway. On the other hand, the Dark Elf, known as "Baraian", had fallen onto her bad side. The way he had stabbed the poor man, known as Hans, had irritated her; that kind of senseless killing wasn't a way to win tokens to her good side. Belle knew the man deserved it; however it had still unsettled her. Furthermore, it had also triggered an emotional and traumatic flashback for her as well. Belle found herself glowering inside when he spoke to her. The violent vulpine had also set her on edge with his sharp-edged fan. Belle, despite finding it cool, was unable to rationalize trusting them. It reminded of her the violence she had tried so hard to escape.

Over the week, Ilan had assisted her in discovering her so called magic. He had explained it was wither fire, earth, water or air, and how humans had no control over what was given to them. She had prayed to God she had anything but water. He had placed a match, feather and rock in front of her and asked her to focus on it. Along with Baraian, he had told that she should feel a surge of energy and how the object would react mysteriously.

After trying for several hours with no success with the match, feather and rock, Belle had been about to give up when a puddle of water formed at her feet. She stared at it and looked over to find another one forming nearby. On top of that, a rain cloud had formed over a few of the residents and began to drip. Belle's expression had been filled with anger and disgust; so much, that she thrown her hands in the air and gone to her tent to escape. When she had thrown her hands in the air, the puddles and rain cloud disappeared. Water - the one thing she feared being in and ever facing. She buried her head in her hands after zipping the tent shut and silently screamed into them.

---

Belladonna stood in the shadows of the rebel hideout, arms folded. Her gaze was fixated on Baraian. Belle's rage was boiling inside, though she remained outwardly calm. The speech was enough to make anyone gag. She listened carefully to his words although it didn't make anything inside of her stir. When nobody was looking, she managed a faint chortle and smirk. Take control of Avalia; how the hell they expected that to happen, she wasn't certain. She slowly slid her hand down the bow hanging over her shoulder. She had a quiver of arrows in the pouch around her waist she wished she could use to poke her eyes out. They had been allowing her to also train in archery, and had been impressed with her knowledge on knives and daggers. Her archery, though, needed some help. A kind Elven woman named Rosemary, had been assisting her. She had been using targets at the back of the room out of everyone's way. Belle found it helped relieve her stress and anxiety too, so she practiced often.

As Baraian continued his speech now to include her, Belladonna quickly smiled pleasantly. Right now, they were cheering for her. What would happen though if hey miraculously won this war? Would she be back-stabbed yet again and thrown into the streets to die? Belle was afraid to find out the answer. If she disagreed, then what would happen? There were too many variables. She felt trapped. Her mind was reeling. At this time though, they were practically worshiping her so she was going to play along. Belladonna moved forward with confidence and grace with a smile painted on her face from ear-to-ear. She stopped to stand beside Baraian to present herself. She would play this to the beat. Right now, they provided her with food, water and shelter. She was starting to enjoy their fashion too. At this time, she knew she had to play along. That was something she could do easily.

"You all may rise. Please don't kneel too long and wear yourselves out. We need to be ready to fight at any moment, yes?" She paused and glanced over everyone. The elves and demihumans were staring at her with admiration. Belle wasn't sure how to react, though she felt pride rise inside of her. Nobody had looked at her that way for the right reasons in a long time. "I can't thank you all enough for your generosity and help with my adjustment into your new, lovely world. I appreciate each and every one of you and have faith that we may accomplish our task of overthrowing Aklenroth." She glanced at the paintings with a sorrowful expression. With the help of her hydromancy, she forced her eyes to tear up and wiped the tears away quickly with her gloved hands. "We will make them proud and not let their sacrifices be in vain. Together we will free Avalia of this dictatorship and cruelty. Together, we will bring honor to your ancestors and live together in peace and harmony."

Belle curtsied in front of them and then moved out of the picture to the back of the room. She needed some air; but not yet. She was going to eat first and wait for the crowd to settle down. She picked up some apples and a glass of water as she watched the others. Belle remained outwardly calm and smiled sweetly at anyone who turned to glance at her.

Avalia

Belladonna

Formerly Bellona
Time: Dawn of the First Day - Dusk
Location: Roshimi City
Interaction: @dreamingflowers @Dezuel @hide on mana

Belle watched the incident play out between the masked half-human and the "Dark Elf" as he claimed. She was listening intently for traces of deceit but didn't find any. She sighed as they began to dwindle down and end up coming to a compromise. Belle sighed in relief and loosened the grip on her knives. Finally, the "Dark Elf" addressed her, though his words were more of a puzzle to this mysterious land of nonsense. She brought hope to them? She forced herself not to snort in laughter. They didn't know anything about her; nor what she had already gone through in her young life. Did they think that she'd just be willing to bend over backwards and fight for them? Were these creatures serious? She kept her expression emotionless, though she nodded pleasantly and offered a sweet smile.

Unfortunately, they were not allowed to stay, much to her dismay. The fountain waters were soothing her and she could feel the water splashing despite being down the hall. As her irritation grew, she heard the water begin splashing harder. As Belle watched them, she discovered her options were to stay or follow and hope she wasn't slaughtered as well. She gritted her teeth. Her mind was reeling, telling her not to go and to find a way home. God, she hated everything right now. She watched as water spilled out of the fountain and soaked the grass. Her eyebrows rose. Was the water some mysterious entity too? She sighed heavily and began to force herself to take slow deep breaths.

Belle listened to Mister Dark Elf speak to the guards and slipped out after him with her head down. She didn't look up as she followed them through the city and kept her hands gripped on her knives so tight that she thought she might lose circulation. Her mind screamed sat her and her body was as tense as ever. They reached their destination and she hesitantly followed inside. She found the hut contained food, water and rest areas. She scowled as her stomach rumbled and her mind told her to eat. How did she know they weren't poisoned? She examined them from her spot for any signs of foul-play. She glanced at these creatures thoughtfully and kept an impassive mask on. Outwardly, she looked calm and serene: inside, though her emotions were churning like a sailboat in a thunderstorm.

If they had wanted to kill her, they would have done it by now. And if they did want to kill her and these items were poisoned, she hoped it was a quick death. If not, she'd slit her throat and end it. She had no idea where she was, or if she'd would find her way home. Poor Lysandra was probably conducting the heaviest search party for her now. Belle's stomach churned at the thought as misery filled her. She began to eat her treasured peach, took some apples and water and then sat away from the creatures. She would be damned if she fell asleep now. Her eyes itched and a yawn escaped her but she ignored it.

---

The evening had not come soon enough. From a young age, Belle had enjoyed nightfall. It was serene and silent and it was something she craved during the daytime. She tried not to chuckle at his words. "Yeah, I'm going to start hooting and hollering and yell, "Come get your human, suckers!" She resisted the urge not to react and opted to diplomatically nod. She glanced around to gather her surroundings and discovered they were entering a graveyard. Excellent, she thought sarcastically, Home sweet home. After a short while, they came upon a weathered and torn up shelter. Belle watched quizzically as he dressed it and the door swung open. Her mind was screaming at her to flee. She gritted her teeth. So far the water and apples hadn't killed her, so perhaps there was hope, as the Dark Elf called it. He squeezed passed them to take the torch and she scowled when no-one was looking.

She sighed, relaxed her hands and her mind and followed them down the corridor until coming upon a large room. The scene before her surprised her. It was a rebel compound. Belle glanced around at the various furniture and then back at the Dark Elf. This seemed to be coming together now and she felt waves of exhaustion rising over her. She vaguely nodded to the Dark Elf, only half his words registering now as she awaited a tent, food and water. Her mind was numbing itself to her surroundings. She would kill for a cigarette right now. Belle sighed and sat down again with her head on top of her folded hands.

Avalia

The Siren

Artemis ⋆ 28 ⋆ Female ⋆ Demi-human

Appearance

Height
⋆ 5'10

Weight
⋆ 135

Hair Color
Indigo

Eye Color
⋆ Brown

Skin Tone
⋆ Brown

Brief Clothes Description
⋆ Mainly a seashell bra and her mermaid tail
⋆ On land she prefers crop clothes, shorts/capris and bodysuits allowing for quick surface under the water
⋆ Her hair is usually down, but she keeps seashell clips on her wrist to pull it up

⋆ Determined ⋆ Callous ⋆ Mischievous ⋆ Resourceful ⋆ Ruthless ⋆

Psychology

Likes
⋆ Night time
⋆ Seashells
⋆ Food

Dislikes
⋆ Being on land
⋆ Captivity
⋆ Not being herself
⋆ Elves, Fairies, Demons, Orcs

Fears
⋆ Dying
⋆ Never being free
⋆ Magic

Sexuality
⋆ Hetero

Personality
⋆ Introvert, prefers solitude
⋆ Selfish
⋆ Malicious
⋆ Would save herself over someone else

Reaction in Situations
⋆ Ill-tempered
⋆ Patient
⋆ Cowardly; she is afraid of retribution
⋆ Anxiety will hold her back out of fear of punishment and pain
⋆ Thinks the situation through, then acts

What's in the Brain
⋆ Cunning
⋆ Charismatic and manipulative
⋆ Sarcastic, witty, sometimes dry or dark humor
⋆ Borderline insane
⋆ Often energetic, but tires easily

⋆ Heartless ⋆ Unforgiving ⋆ Dark ⋆ Bittersweet ⋆

Background

Occupation:
⋆ Slave

Living Immediate Family Members
⋆ N/A

Dead Immediate Family Members:
⋆ Syrena- Mother
⋆ Lukov- Father

Current Companions:
⋆ Slave owners

History To Be Revealed in IC

⋆ Voice ⋆ Swimming ⋆Land⋆

SPECIES

Physical Strengths:
⋆ Fast and strong swimmer
⋆ Excels at water combat
⋆ Good at tracking

Physical Weaknesses:
⋆ Endurance on land
⋆ Climbing/walking/running
⋆ Clumsy on land

DEMI-HUMANS ANSWER:
Species of Demi-Human:
⋆ Mermaid.
On land, Artemis' has human legs with scales on the sides. To some, it looks like she may be wearing leggings; but the closer she is in view, it is revealed they are legs. Her toes are fully formed but thin and pale. When the weather is humid and there are lakes nearby, she can survive on land for a short period of time. During cold and dry spells, she fatigues quickly and most find a body of water to recharge. She does not have much endurance on land and is defenseless physically.

Best Ability from Beast Side:
⋆ Siren - When she sings, her voice can be weaponized. She can lull someone into a hypnotic state, use basic empathy, or compel someone. The compulsion is time limited and requires intense focus and attention. She also has enhanced lungs and scream at higher volumes than normal.

Avalia

Corvina

Time: Dawn of the First Day
Location: Cave of Wonders
Interaction: @Inertia - Rei, @Tae- Kenia, @princess - Malachi

Once the arrogant intruder had left, the blankets were lifted. Rei and her were free to move, and Cora couldn't help but let out a deep sigh of relief. Kenia, the female elf, had offered her hand, which she had accepted. By now she couldn't feel her legs or arms from laying there so long. She shot a dark glare at the ground to release some of her pent-up frustration, then glanced at Rei. Her gaze told him she wanted to talk, but not here or with the Elves nearby. She wanted to discuss what had just happened and what it meant for them. They were in terrible danger.

With a pleasant smile, she turned to face Rei, Kenia, and Malachi. She listened to them patiently and avoided looking at the squirrels. "Yeah, cleaning up would be great." She looked at her clothes and another sigh escaped her. She had dried blood all over her and mud now, too. She wasn't sure if she had even been this filthy in her life. "Thanks Kenia, for the clothes."

Corvina nodded to her and began to stretch gently. She didn't know how to respond to eating the squirrel. Nauseated, Cora moved towards the front of the cave and looked out over the forest. Wherever they were, it was definitely beautiful. Despite the dangers, she wondered if life here could be better - better than her life on Earth. It did not look promising, considering the nbumerous ways they had either died. She glanced back at Rei and offered a sweet smile and sat down against the cave wall away from the fire.

Belladonna

Formerly Bellona
Time: Dawn of the First Day
Location: Roshimi City
Interaction: @dreamingflowers @hide on mana @dezuel

Belladonna listened to the faun explain this world's situation: an evil king, magical powers, and being in danger. She couldn't help but chuckle at it. Was this a joke? Was she going to wake up and have to explain to Lysandra her magical dream? She didn't let her derisive laughter linger; he even coughed to cover it up. The faun's next move surprised her; he was handing her a peach. Despite it being bruised, her eyes had lit up. Peaches were some of her favorite fruits. A rare, genuine smile poked at the corners of her mouth but she didn't dare let it show. Bella went to thank him, express her gratitude and offer more condolences, when a stranger entered the room. The man was clothed in white clothing and had a hood on. She eyed his facial expressions then his hands which she could tell was holding onto something. It didn't take long to discover what the item was: she watched with minor shock as he stabbed the already-deceased human. It was not an unusual sight for her, though her stomach clenched with knots. She gripped the peach gently and set it in her hoodie pouch as not to let it be ruined. She would be damned if she lost her peach. Her stomach rumbled to protest the delay of food and she ignored it. "Shut up you bastard. You can do this."

A familiar and dreadful memory tugged at her mind's eye, however she couldn't bring herself to dwindle on it. The faun, whom she could tell was not used to violence had let out a horrific scream. It made her wonder how many people or creatures would hear it and start coming towards them. Her mind raced. She had to escape from this fucking mess, but how? God knew what else lurked behind these walls. It was evidently dangerous for her too, being that this "Evil King" was out there. She scoffed and glanced around to see if anyone had heard the faun's scream. Before she could process a thought or action, the murderous scum drew the curtains and turned to address them both. Why he had felt it necessary to stab the already deceased man, she wasn't sure. His words caused more derisive laughter to fill her but she remained impassive.

Who was he to demand that they come with him? What was he going to do if she resisted - stab her? This man had it coming if he thought she was easy prey. Besides, it wouldn't have been her first time being stabbed and she was well-aware of how to bandage and clean the wound. Healing, though, would been an issue. Bella was aware of her stature that reflected the aura that she was helpless. In her leggings pocket, she had pocket knives stashed and also a smaller knife as well. She was holding onto the blade handles gently, as if she weren't grasping anything. Thankfully, her long hoodie was able to hide the evidence.

She titled her head as if she were examining a new specimen under a microscope. She fought the urge to raise her brows and took a silent deep breath. With a calmer demeanor, she turned to face yet another creature enter the room, this one addressing the "Dark Elf" as he had been called. What the hell is a Dark Elf? She quietly sighed as not to draw attention to herself. Bell wondered if she could play deaf; would they know what that was? She glanced at the two animal-creatures; the newest one had razor-edged fans. What a delightful invention. When this bullshit was over, she wanted to inquire where to find one in case another lunatic was nearby. There was a lingering pause; then Bella looked at the new man and stared at him with confusion and innocence. She would need to retain her itch to strike him; it would not bode well for her to create more enemies. Besides, if people thought she was defenseless, she would keep the upper hand - at least, to a point. She had no idea where she was or what these creatures used for self defense but it would be clearly different than her life on Earth.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dark Elf, can you please explain to us all nicely why you felt the need to stab this poor man?" Her eyes began tearing up. The bastard was a nazi, she could tell by his uniform. She retained the urge to sigh in disgust and instead allowed her sadness and grief to display. "It seems he already was passed. My friend over here was already distraught. Besides, I think we would all be interested in knowing why you would like us to come and where, exactly, you'd take us. Pardon me, Sir, but on Earth, we like to acquaint ourselves and not skip the formalities. Seems abrupt to me. Is this a custom of yours?"

Bella remained silent to allow him to ponder her words; then glanced at the other creatures. Clearly humans were in danger. How many people had decided to follow her? Uneasiness gnawed at her. Her hands were motionless, but her mind was screaming at her to run. Indeed she would if it came to it: she was next to the door. Where she would go, she didn't know;perhaps back to the Godforsaken forest? Bella's mind raced as she assessed the situation and awaited the next move. Whatever it was, her muscles were tense and ready to jump if necessary, though outwardly she looked alert and calm.

Avalia

Belladonna

Formerly Bellona
Time: Midnight - Dawn of the First Day
Location: Roshimi City
Interaction: @dreamingflowers

Belladonna looked at the faun, then at the newcomer. She watched the reaction closely and with curiosity: infirmary? That fascinated her. She needed to go along with this plan and see where it took her so she could escape the crowds. The faun's pleasant words caused her to nod and smile, though she didn't know if she could trust him. Bella glanced around swiftly, noticing more of these creatures were either beginning to lose interest in her as she followed him. She sighed with relief, though her left hand never left the pocket where she stored her gun. She had no idea if she would have to use it or not. She prayed she would not but if push came to shove... She wasn't going to allow one of these weird creatures to harm her when she hadn't asked to be in this Godforsaken city.

Bella could decipher the faun's emotions: his worried tone was badly masked and his eyes were filled with emotion and fear. She knew the look of fear, anxiety and emotion in someone’s eyes; she had robbed even places to understand it. She knew she would have to be sympathetic and kind in order to win his trust and help. The mere thought made her squirm uncomfortably in her skin and she wished she could peel it off. She had no idea if this was some kind of hell for her previous life but she wanted to escape it. Then again, maybe this was a dream and she would wake up a home and Lysandra would be nearby her, with popcorn and Ginger and Lemon tea... Her heart rate elevated briefly at the thought and a lump formed in her throat. She was a long way from home, or even Earth. She couldn't help but feel frantic at the fear Lysandra was probably experiencing.

When Bella entered the infirmary, she was taken aback by the beauty it held. For a moment, she did not follow the faun as she glanced around. Her gaze settled on the fountain. A sense of calm filled her. She had always loved water, despite nearly drowning at the ripe age of eleven. She had found peace with it as long as she didn't go in it. She shuddered at the brief memory. Her hands became clammy and heat rushed to her face. If Charis had not tried to make her cliff dive, she would not have nearly drowned. It was as simple as that. There wouldn't have been any drama, nor near death experiences. Belladonna stood there, engulfed in her memory.

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Belladonna snapped back to reality and was astounded to find she was trembling. Tears were streaming down her face as she took deep, shuddering breaths. Fury, mixed with grief and untamed rage, were pulsing through her veins. Her mind was rushing with the heat of the memory and the terror of hearing the others clamoring to revive her. She took a moment to pull herself together. She sniffled, rubbed her eyes with her sleeves, and then straightened up. No, they were not here. She was far away from them and they were stuck in a high security prison. They were probably trapped with people the gang had stuck in there. The irony of the situation caused her to snicker and then clear her throat.

As part of her custody agreement with Lysandra, she had been ordered to go to counseling. She had been told to think logically during one of her panic or anxiety attacks and ground herself. Given the climate of her new situation, it was not easy. She took several more deep breaths and glanced around. She could hear the fountain water splashing playfully around in the courtyard center. She could see the beautiful willow tree, its branch hanging gracefully in the fountain water. There wasn't any noise, save for the fountain. She saw the bushes, the trees... Her mind began to slow down and take in the scenery around her. Bella took several more deep breaths and unclenched her fists, which were almost bleeding from her nails digging into them. She stretched her back to help loosen up her tight muscles and roll her neck. This provided relief for her and helped her relax more.

By the time she had stopped being an emotional idiot (which she hated), she had almost lost track of the deer. Her subconscious mind had kept working and remembered where he had gone. She sighed and took a few steps forward and hesitated. He was going through something right now. Should she interrupt him? It wouldn't hurt to understand the context of the situation. Bella strode towards where the faun had disappeared to and watched from afar. There were more humans, but this one was dead. She wondered what he had died from. She didn't want to come too close and interrupt, so she waited idly.

As the deer performed his ritual, Bella couldn't help but stare. He, or it, seemed too emotional to be spoken to right now. As if reading her mind, the faun sat down and began to play an instrument from its' bag. Bella almost smiled; the music was calming. It helped her mind ground itself more. Belladonna took a deep breath and gently walked up to the door and into the room. She took extra care to walk slowly and silently, as not to startle or upset the deer. Once in the peripheral vision, Belladonna finally spoke.

"That is beautiful. Your music is pretty cool," Bella struggled to find more comforting words and adjectives. Remember, you have to be nice and sympathetic. This man is not your enemy, or yet, at least. Be kind, like Lysandra would want you to be... You need allies and you also need food so don't be a dumbass. She breathed in and out once more, and smiled sympathetically and offered her hand for him to hold if she wished. "I'm sorry to hear about your friend passing. Is there anything I can do to help?"

Bella looked around for a chair but found none, so she stood against the wall with her arms crossed loosely. She titled her head and waited for a reply, all the while scanning the room for any dangers. She had kept a distance from the window and out of the line of vision. She was not sure if she had been followed or what the hell would happen next. Hopefully they could find food soon or else she would pass out next on this poor faun.

Avalia

Bellona

Time: Midnight - Dawn of the First Day
Location: In the woods near Roshmi City > Roshimi City
Interaction: @dreamingflowers

For the past seven hours or eternity, Bellona had been trudging through the forest. A random portal had opened and pulled her into this mysterious, never-ending forest. She was cursing by now both mentally and out loud, due to her stomach rumbling and her eyes fighting to stay open. She was shaking and glaring at everything in her path. Prior to her unfortunate circumstance, she had been on the couch, snuggled up with a blanket and a bowl of popcorn. Bell had been waiting for Police Sergeant Lysandra to come home and watch a Halloween movie with her. More than likely now it would never occur. Would the Sergeant think she had run away? Her heart dropped. They had finally began to trust one another a bit. Now that was gone, and she had no way of returning home. The possibilities of her existence here ran through her mind, both logical and illogical. Was this a sick joke by Sandra? Had the gang escaped and poisoned her tea with drugs?

Bell gritted her teeth and wished she knew how to hunt so she could kill one of the squirrels that kept throwing acorns at her. She turned to glare at it and brandished her gun threateningly at it. She always kept on her out of terror that Charis or Embry would find her again. The squirrel chattered and dashed off, causing her to smirk. She then turned to continue onto the wooden path she had found. To her distress, she saw nothing more but more trees. Bell let out a frustrated yell and kicked a nearby log out of her way. It flew a few feet away and landed on the ground. She had no idea why she was here or why, but whoever ran this forsaken joint would be receiving an earful from her. She glanced around at the owl hooting, the deer pacing about and the other woodland creatures surrounding her. They didn't seem to be afraid of her in any way. She found herself perplexed by their calmness.

As soon as Bellona felt as if she might give up and shoot herself, large buildings loomed into view. She let out a loud sigh of relief and glanced apologetically at the log she had displaced. She turned away from it and trudged towards the city with a scowl. Her leggings were soaked with mud and her sweatshirt was in dire shape. This did not help soothe her scowl; she was going to find a way to clean it or else she'd rip someone to shreds. It had been a gift from Lysandra and she would not let it tarnish. Bellona came to the edge of the city and stared with awe. The most psychedelic experience awaited her. Now she was sure she was on something strong or this was a screwed up dream she couldn't escape. There wasn't any logical reason that there were demi-humans here. She watched the activity with awe: they were milling around, going in and out of shops and acting as if nothing were wrong. She saw tall people with pointed ears and even a few fairies. Their clothes looked odd and were weirder than anything she had seen in her life.

What the hell is this? Where am I? she thought with a lingering groan. There didn't appear to be any humans here. She felt a chill run up her spine at the mere thought of being the only one in a miles radius. Maybe there was a reason, good or bad, she wasn't certain. Bellona pulled her hair into a messy bun and tucked the loose strands behind her ears to conceal it. To be safe, she pulled her hood up and tightened it around her head. She was going to stick out like a sore thumb with these... creatures. Bell slid her gun into her pocket and swallowed. Wherever she was, she was going to find a way to go home. Bellona stood up straight and began to walk slowly into the city; then once she gained momentum, sped up. She kept her head down so she wasn't bringing attention to herself. She kept her eyes up and desperately wished she could find a coat and food. By now, her stomach was rebelling at the lack of food. "Oh shut up, you miserable bastard," she thought to herself, "You've gone longer without a meal you spoiled bitch."

Bellona thought perhaps asking for help or directions would end up being detrimental to her situation, so she continued forward. The most strange creature crossed her path and she moved backwards to watch. There was a young man with a human face, but the body of a deer waist down. Bellona couldn't help but stare. He even had small antlers. Mesmerized, she rubbed her eyes and continued to stare until she realized how rude she was acting. Bellona tore her gaze away and knew she had to speak to someone. Oh God. Bellona glanced back at the forest: either it was solitude, or speaking to one of these... creatures. She hissed under her breath and knew she would never go back home without some help.

With a deeper sigh to release her frustration and anxiety, she pulled herself together and relaxed her body to give off a pleasant aura. Then, as if she owned the city, she strolled over to the human/deer and spoke softly, but confidently."Hello sir, how are you? I'm a bit, err, lost. Do you think you could help me please?" She smiled sweetly and folded her hands together neatly. Bellona glanced around and noticed some of these folk were beginning to stare at her. Now she felt unsure of her actions and worry was beginning to creep in. The hairs on the back of her neck were sticking up. She stuck out so much; this was a terrible plan. Bellona glanced around nervously, then stared at the deer urgently, "I think it may be best if we were to go somewhere else, too, should you be willing to help me."

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Corvina

Time: Dawn of the First Day
Location: In the woods of the peninsula west of Sun Elf Village.
Interaction: @Tae- Kenia, @princess - Malachi - @Dezuel - Terneus

Cora had been trying to listen when Malachi stuffed them on the ground and stacked them. It worked well for now; it was all they had. She curled her legs up into a ball as best she could to try hiding her limbs. She was so close to Rei that she could almost hear his heart beat. She stared with wide eyes and swallowed. The urgency and fear was palpable; part of her was trembling.

They were in a scary new world with a new threat every five minutes it seemed. She sucked in a deep breath, trying nor to be obnoxious and breathe in Rei's face: dark hair and topaz eyes. She tried to focus on it instead of her fear and anxiety. Her heart sang another story, one of distrust, panic and unsettled grief. She looked away. No matter what their situation was, it didn't give her permission to become attached to anyone. She wondered what this hellish world in store for them beyond this muddy cavern.

With a sigh, she wondered when the hell this guy would leave. She bit her lip as Terneus boasted his introduction. Cora's once impassive expression turned into a mocking grin. She bit her lip and shut her eyes and tried not to laugh. What a narcissistic piece of shit. She rested her head back on Rei's arm after lifting it to listen. Their voices were muffled but she could make it out. He reminded her of Gaia; the mere thought of her made her swell with anger and force herself not to feel anger. She didn't want to activate her flames. That would be terrible for Rei and the others as well. She took slow, deep breaths and shut her eyes. She began to practice her breathing and reliving the meditation she used to lull herself to sleep.

As Cora laid there, a sudden heaviness caused her glance over at her pockets. She moved her free arm to feel her switchblade and pepper spray were still in her pocket. Thank god, I'm going to need that in this freaking crazy place, she thought as she glanced at Rei who whispered an apology. "Me too," she whispered under her breath, hardly audible. "Hopefully it's over soon," she mouthed to him, afraid the elves might hear her.