Blyr turned to Zatara and pointed. "I believe your room is 7 doors to the left of this room."

With that, he turned to Ripel and gave him a puzzled look. He really needs to work out once in a while...and he also has impeccable time, as usual. This probably means he's gonna...nevermind.

"Yeah, I'll take your sack." Blyr picked up the sack using both hands, hefted it up with some difficulty, and walked five doors down to Ripel's room, which was conveniently left open a crack. Blyr kicked the door open, dropped the sack inside, and walked back to his original place near the one-on-one champion's doorway. "Need anything else?"

Ripel closed his eyes for a moment, then nodded, making a gesture towards their resident mage. "Yes, do you happen to know which room is Zatara's? I seem to have forgotten, and so has he."

Zatara looked at Bly and said " thank you kindly Blyr... Goodnight see you all later." Zatara was really tired he was staggering almost. 10 days no sleep. He did not want an eleventh all though he couldn't help but wonder about the voice he heard that sounded an awful lot like his father. then he almost ran into somebody "oops sorry ma'm." he said to the woman. he walked a little further and again with the almost bumping "oh sorry..." he said to the woman Man I need some sleep he thought as he walked into his room and closed the door. He put his stuff down and fell on the bed. Then he heard the voice again with new vigor and total loss of tiredness he walked out the room determined to smote his father...I will so kill him if he is here... He thought as he walked past everyone he passed early in an almost elegant step that was also hard and determined.
ooc. Fixed it

OOC: You couldn't have run into Celes' character, seeing as she is inside of a room.

"Oops," he said sheepishly. "Looks like you already did that. Heh...

"Anyway, the only thing left to do is go to sleep. I'm assuming that you know where your room is, right?"

Blyr smiled and gave his friend a cheerful, adventurous look. "You know me...I spend my nights under the stars if I can. Feels more like home that way. Anyways, I'm going to go outside, find a nice spot under a tree, and sleep there, while somebody that needs a place to rest indoors shall be occupying my room." he said, nodding his head towards the female trainer in the doorway.

"By the way...I never caught your name, miss. What is it?"

Arianna smiled, "My name is Arianna." She bowed a bit, "Thank you for letting me use your room Sir.... Blyr, wasn't it?" She asked, struggling a bit with his name.

Tasuh shoved his way past the three people gathering outside of his room, his tails gone and horns bent back under his bandana again.

Zatara was covering most the castle at pace looking around listening hiding in shadows waiting for his fater to speak again so he could Use the one spell that was unique to him alone. He was able to evade guards and such mostly hiding behind things. He spotted a few unusal people but nothing that would surprise him. He just kept looking...

OOC for future refrence the spell mentioned is slimey death...His "level 9 spell"

"Someone's going to be using your room?" Ripel blinked and looked at Arianna, who had seemingly popped up out of nowhere (He never did peer into the room to see what Blyr had been doing). Then, he just blinked again. "So...you're going to be using his room, right?"

Arianna looked at Ripel, who had been talking to Blyr a few minutes ago, so she assumed that they were friends, then nodded, "That is, if sir Blyr hasn't changed his mind."

Zatara fed up with searching went back to his room He stormed past Ripel again who was talking to Bly and this one woman he doidn't really care about at the moment then he spotted the man who won the one on one he just passed him up unphased and just slamed his door so hard a painting fell near his room. Shut up and and try to sleep If i ever find him that rat is gonna pay...he thought...
OOC. yeah he seems parinoid...

He nodded, and smiled as his eye...twinkled. "Of course he hasn't changed his mind, he loves sleeping outside. Here, let me show you to his...err, your room."

Before Tasuh left, he stopped and turned back to the small group of people. "Just take my room, I'm not going to be coming back anyway." Tasuh tossed the key over the two guys and at Arianna, then left.

Edit - OOC: He doesn't have his cloak by the way.

Oh damn, I guess. Laughing weakly, Ripel gestured to Tasuh's/Arianna's room. "Err...here is your room ma'am."

Arianna caught the keys Tasuh had thrown. "Where did he go off to?" She wondered outloud. She hoped he didn't mean 'He wasn't EVER coming back', since she hadn't paid him yet, he was still her body guard. She frowned then turned to the others, "Well, I'll be retiring to my room now I guess." She said, then went through the door and closed it. She noticed that his cloak was there, so she assumed he would come back in the morning to get it. "I wonder where he went then..." She wondered outloud.

(EDIT: I edited my post so she would see his cloak there)

Zatara was finally able to go to sleep however like most people who were raised like him he slept uneasily with one eye opened and his sword ready to go as soon as he awoke...

The situation was getting more confusing by the second, and Blyr didn't really want to make things worse. He made the most rational decision: go and find a place to rest.

"Good night Ripel, I'll be outside if you need me." he said as he left.

Outside on the grounds, he found a large tree. Hmm...this thing has to be at least 200 years old, a redwood if I'm not mistaken...yes, this'll do for tonight. With that, he climbed up to a wide branch about 20 ft. off of the ground. He propped his head on the large trunk of the tree, and looked up to the sky. Noting the branches in the way, he used some geomancy to bend the branches to give him a clear view of the star-filled canopy of the nighttime sky.

The light from the full moon his Blyr's face. The faint glow felt refreshing to the geomancer. Sometimes I wonder why others dislike sleeping outdoors...but then again, they havn't lived in it all their life. Oh, well, I need to rest.

With that, he let the branches above him drift back into their original postion as sleep found the weary young man.

Going to his own room, he muttered some curses has he closed the door. No luck today, I guess. Might as well get some sleep.

And that was the end of his day.

"Gather the champions, and ready the refreshments, they have a busy day ahead of them. I believe the Ibric is in an isolated place, the two Dragoons should be somewhat high up, and the geomancer and half-demon are outside the castle grounds. Round them all up, and whoever is tagging along with them. I'll go get Jude." Veimi said to the squires gathered around him. He waved them away, then drew his two masked helpers closer. "I don't want to hear a word out of either of you when he is near. I believe he already suspects too much. Keera is already doing her job, after the initiation you will go and join her, understand?" Both nodded, and all three strode off to Jude's room.

(OOC: Its the next morning, just post your guys getting woken up and taken to a big buffet style banquet thingy. And yes, Veimi does know where all of you are...)

Zatara was woke up before everyone else did right before and went outside to see the sun rise where he meditated for a while until he was told where he needed to go by some random guard. Fine I am done here, anyway who all will be there he asked the guard. after a little chit chat he found out who would be there and who he would get to meet. Well I guess I can meet the guy who summoned the dragon. he thought then as he was walking down the hallway he saw some unusual characters walking off to somwhere he followed them a little then decided to head back to the waypoint...

Junochi was awoken suddenly, not expecting it. "What do you want?" he asked, knowing that some sort of assassins were used to track him down.

"Lord Veimi wishes to see the ones who won at the tournament. It would be wise for you to go," whispered a very quiet voice.

"I hope it's worth it. I don't exactly like this place," he replied. He then followed the two assassins across the rooftops to their master's gathering place.

Ripel had been enjoying a nice dream until someone knocked on his door and woke him up. Without getting up from bed he grabbed one of his shoes and threw it at the door. "Let me sleep!"

"But Mr. Regalo," a voice replied, "The banquet is about to begin. You should be getting ready right now."

Banquet? Oh. "Fine...I'll be there." With a sigh, he got up and quickly dressed. This is so troublesome. The food better be good.

Darilk had already been woken by servants bringing back his repaired armor when the squire arrived, as Veimi had orded him to do, and knocked on the door. Darilk walked to the gateway and opened it calmly, his cold and expressionless eyes meeting the squire's and making the man feel a bit uncomfortable. "Yes?"

"Lord Veimi requests the presence of all champions for a banquet," the man replied quickly, breaking his gaze from Darilk's as he spoke.

The dark knight opened his door completely, revealing himself to be wearing only the leather and cloth "Will there be time to change into something more fitting before the induction ceremony?"

The squire shook his head, still not wanting to meet the man's expressionless gaze. It was almost like looking into the eyes of a corpse, completely devoid of emotion. "No... no sir, the two events are to be combined."

Darilk nodded and turned to walk into his room. "Then assist me with my armor."

The squire entered the room and did so, helping to fit the cuirass and other armor which had to be secured in the back. Once Darilk was completely armored, except for his gauntlets, which he attached to his waist, as that eating with steel gloves was quite difficult, he walked out the room, glancing back at the idling squire. "Let us go, then."

The squire nodded quickly and scuttled out into the hallway, leading Darilk to the dining hall, where he was, apparently, the first champion to arrive. The Dark Knight took the opporutunity to fix himself a plate from the buffet lines, before lines truly formed. He then sat himself down at the nearest table, and began to eat quietly and mechanically.

Arianna was sleeping comfortably when a knock came at the door. Her ears twitched, annoyed at the disruption, hoping it would go away; but it didn't, so she crawled out of bed and cracked the door open. The messangerboy stared at her for a moment, not expecting to see a girl. Arianna explained that she was with Tasuh, the one on one champion, and the Squire nodded, then delivered his message.

She was getting ready to go, but she wasn't sure if Tasuh was planning on coming back for his cloak, or if she should just take the cloak with her to the banquet breakfast.
She waited for a few minutes, than shrugged and carried the cloak in one arm While Palidor perched on the other arm. She opened the door and made her way down the hall, following the squire, hoping she would run into Tasuh there so she could give him his cloak.

(OOC: he is the 1on1 champion, right?)

Ripel stretched his arms as he entered the dining hall, where Darilk had already arrived. Deciding to wordlessly follow the knights example (as normal conversation was usually out of the question between them two), he grabbed a large plate and began to grab some food.

Maybe I'm early, he thought. Well, at least there are no lines...unless you can call an angsty "Pretty Pretty" swordsman in front of me a line.

The messanger of Veimi that was assigned to find Tasuh was running around the village, trying to find Tasuh. He had already been running for twenty minutes, not being able to locate his target.

Eventually he found Tasuh wondering through the almost empty streets, heading towards the castle. "Excuse me, sir, you are Tasuh correct?" The servent exictedly called out to Tasuh, finnaly being able to stop looking for him.

Tasuh paused and glanced behind him, seeing the servent coming towards him. He allowed to servent to catch up. As the messanger boy ran up to him, he yelled out his message. "Lord Veimi request your pres-" The boy stopped completely in mid sentence, standing and staring at Tasuh.

Before, when the boy was far away from Tasuh, he didn't see him clearly in the darkness of the morning. Once he was closer though, he noticed some things. Across Tasuh's back was a large, deep cut covered in dried blood. The belts and pants were covered stained with blood as well, along with cuts and rips in the legs. Both of his arms were covered in dried blood, his hands had a mix of blue and red on them. In his right hand was a large bottle filled with a blue liquid.

"Continue." Tasuh said coldy, not turning around to face the boy.

The messanger stumbled a bit, not sure what to do. "Uh... Veimi wants you to breakfest in the castle... Should I go get some healers?"

Tasuh remained quite for a moment, which scared the messanger a little. "I'm fine." Tasuh said before continuing forward.

The messanger stood still for a moment, again unsure what to do, then caught up to Tasuh completely. "Are you-"

"I said I am fine. Now follow me while I go get something." Tasuh cut the messanger off. The messanger stayed quiet and followed Tasuh as he made his way into the castle.

Eventually Tasuh reached the rooms of the guest, and got to his. He reached for the handle and turned it a couple of time, revealing it to be locked.

"I have the ke-" Again the messanger stopped in mid sentence, this time because Tasuh kicked the door down.

"Wait here." Tasuh said before going inside of the room. He found the room to be empty after a quick search. He could not find his cloak however, which upset him a great deal, enough to cause him to make a large hole in a nearby wall. "Stupid bitch..." He grumbled as he left the room.

"Take me to Veimi." Tasuh said when he stepped over the fallen door. The messanger wanted to say something, but was scared to, seeing as Tasuh was now mad and had just ruined the wall and door. So instead he just guided Tasuh towards the banquet hall in silence.

OOC: Yes, he is the 1v1 winner.

And why is Ripel calling Darlik pretty?

The two dragoons were already there, and waiting for the signal to enthusiastically stuff their faces.

And they were freaking servants out by batting them lightly with their wings, then saying, "Did you just touch my wing? That's punishable with death from where I'm from."

Musashi retired to his quarters. He locked the door behind him.

Junochi walked into the dining hall and immediately sat down. He didn't want or need food, so he sat and waited for his prize to be handed out.

Darilk, looked up from his food and noticed Ripel. The 'pretty pretty swordsman' gestured for the merchant to come over and sit near him. Darilk had something to discuss with Ripel, involving this 'induction'.

(OOC: He probably called him pretty because he is an angsty pretty-boy. The picture I posted kind of gives this away... and he's pale, which, in the middle ages, was a sign of nobility, wealth, and beauty. Not to mention that having a face completely devoid of emotion would be helpful in fighting wrinkles.)

Arianna made it to the banquet hall, but instead of getting in line to eat, she was looking for Tasuh. She didn't want to carry his cloak around anymore, it was heavier than a cloak would normally be, since it was full of vials. She frowned, <I was hoping he would be here already, hopefully he didn't go back to the room to get his cloak...>

(OOC: Jad its morning...and there gunna get you too the banquet anyway, so just start another day of non-stop drinking)

Jude rolled over. His familiar did too, curling itself up into a comfortable ball. They both were startled awake by the violent knocking outside.

"Uhh, go away, I'm still asleep." Jude groaned.

"It's Veimi."

"Tell him I'll be there in a second, gimme a couple of minutes."

"No, you misunderstand, I'm Veimi."

Jude looked at his now awake familiar. "Does that sound like a joker?" The lizard shook his head. "Ok, you open the door." They both continued to stare. "Damn..."

Jude strode over to the door, paused, shook out his clothes, vainly attempted to fix his hair, then opened the door. "Hiya lord Veimi."

Veimi chuckled. His two masked guardians didn't rustle. He waved his hand, and they rotated, facing away from the door. He stepped in, closed the door, and sat on the only chair in the room. "Have a seat Jude."

Jude didn't talk, began to walk over to his bed, and tripped on his robes. Veimi laughed harder.

"I haven't worn those robes in years...I guess its a perk to being a leader of a city." Veimi said as Jude straightened himself out.

"Yeah, they suck...wait, if you wore the robes, then you're...that means you used to be a..."

"You can't used to be a Mage. A Chronomacer to be exact. Master of Time and the such. Great party tricks, and I can make any cheap wine aged to perfection..." Veimi said. He rolled up his sleeve, revealing the Mage Mark branded on his arm. "Couldn't reverse that though...but its not too bad. Anyways, I thought I'd be the first one today to ask the inevitable."

"About the dragon?" Jude asked. He had been dreading waking up, not being able to answer the most asked question. Veimi simply nodded. "Well...uhh...I guess I got scared, and then made this guy big. That was just for looks, though I guess he was strong enough to rip the dude's arm off, then I musta used all my power and blasted him away, then blacked out...at least thats what I think happened." Jude blatantly lied, his eyes darting everywhere but not focusing on Veimi. He grabbed his familiar and shoved it into his pocket.

<HEY, its cramped in here, and you don't really think that he believes any of this crap do you? He's an experienced Mage, no Mage has probably even tried to do what you said you did, its just crazy, we're gunna be found out and they'll take my legs and make it the main course for some Chocobos and ->

"Hmm...interesting. If you train some more, that might be a great arsenal." Veimi said, truly interested.

<Well I'll be...>

"Anyways, I'd shorten the story a little, you've got a lot of fans at the banquet. Once your ready, just follow my guard, he'll stay behind. Interesting little pet you've got." Veimi said as Jude's familiar creeped out.

"And it talks." It said in reply. Veimi chuckled some more and left the room. One of the masked guards left, the other closed the door.

"Well, he's not the vessel...damn. Somebody must have done it for him..." Veimi said under his breath. Only his masked companion heard him, and shared his disgust.

Tasuh reached the banquet hall, and the messanger left. Making his way inside, he looked around for his cloak, which he found in the hands of Arianna. Slowly he made his way over to her, looking like he was ready to kill her.

Arianna spotted Tasuh coming up to her, looking like he had a hell of a morning. She turned and held out the cloak, either not-noticing or choosing to ignore the look he was giving her. She smiled in his direction, "Good morning Sir Tasuh." She looked at his blood stained clothes, "You look like you've had an interesting morning already."

(OOC: I was considering having her say "Well, you look like hell!")

Tasuh grabbed his cloak, then ignored all of his temptations to kill the girl to search through his cloak. He found his white wind vials, then grabbed one and took a quick drink from it. After the dead monsters powers were put into Tasuh, he used them to cast White Wind on himself. White winds surronded and circled him, instantly healing the large cut on his back. Once he was healed, he put his cloak on and turned to the girl. "If you take my vials again, I will kill you."

It was at that exact moment that Tycho showed up and said,

"Hey, you're the 1v1 champ. You got some helluva moves. Really impressive."

He offered his hand, "Name's Tycho."

(OOC: Hmm...should I demand that either a tail or wing gets cut off here...)

Arianna frowned at him, "I just took your cloak because I thought I'd see you here eventually and I didn't know if you were going to go back to the room." She defended her actions, ignoring the person who had come up and introduced himself to Tasuh.

"Oh great. I just walked into the middle of a lovers' feud."

Tasuh decided it was best not to argue for his own reasons, then left the two and went towards the food.

"You know, running away from problems never helps to fix your relationship. Get back here and make-up with her, for both of your sakes."

Arianna sighed, "Don't bother with him. He can be mad all he wants... I guess I should have left the cloak in the room for him." She shook her head, "'If you take my vials again, I will kill you'... some bodyguard he is... I'm gonna need a bodyguard to guard me from him..." She muttered.

Being still teenage, and immature, and true to nature, Tycho said,

"I'm available."

"No thanks." She said to him, "I'm not too worried about Tasuh." She sighed, "I guess I'll get some food now, since the line has shortened." She said, changing the subject, "I hope they don't mind that Palidor is in here."

Zatara casualy waltzed in and sat down I've got a bad feeling about this he said Hiding some spell compnets as he looked at the meal it looked nice though he ate earlier. He took some food and sat a table a person from the hallway last night...
OOC. Wow all this in one night...

ooc-Darilk is referred to as the "Pretty Pretty" knight because that's how Krylo referred to his character in PMs. That, and he reminds me of a slightly less crazy/genocidal Sephiroth.

After grabbing a little bit more food Ripel went and sat beside the dark knight. I hope he's not planning to kill me. Or worse, ask for a raise. Unsure what to expect, he decided to be straightforward. "What is it?" he asked as he set down his plate.

(OOC: ...urge to ask for raise rising... maybe I will.)

Darilk's expressionless face turned toward the merchant. "Apparently we are to be inducted into this... Veimi's personal forces. As you have pointed out, I am still under contract by you, and as such I can not, honorably, take on another position. I must either part ways with you now, or request greater payment if you wish me to continue protecting you under this man's service, as that I'm certain your induction will last longer than my current contract, and compensations, carry through. Before you answer, understand that you are entering a military organization... and you will most likely need protection. Either way, I refuse to work for this man."

His part having been said, Darilk turned back toward his food calmly, waiting for the merchant to decide.

(OOC: First the OOC reason for Darilk turning down his position: I have a feeling Veimi is going to be a bad guy [I'm actually 99% sure]... if Darilk falls under contract with him, he won't be able to honorably fight him. The IC reason, however, is simply that Darilk doesn't want to be bogged down in a military organization... so he'll be coming along as Ripel's bodyguard [making Ripel his boss], but not as a member of Veimi's forces.)

Tasuh went over to the closet table, carrying several plates overfilled with food, then began to inhale the food. Every now and then he would take a quick drink from the large bottle of blue liquid he brought with him.

Ripel smiled, but his eye twitched. Damn it. So, he does want a raise...bleh, why doesn't he just kill me now? You see, Ripel likes, no, loves money, almost more than he loves his life. Almost, of course, because if he were dead that would mean he wouldn't make any more money and no more money is bad, wether he was alive or dead, and in this case he would be dead which would make it even worse, and that is really bad. So now he was in a fix; if Darilk wasn't there then he was more vunerable to dying, which would mean he was more vunerable to not making any more money. However, if he did give Darilk a raise then he definately was losing some money, which was not good, and...

He just realized that a minute or two had just passed by with him just sitting there, smiling and twitching. I guess I have to answer. "Well...while I have heard that the position is only honorary, I have not heard much else about the induction. If it means we must absolutely take part in its activities, you may refuse to join. If not, well, it wouldn't hurt either way I guess, and you would still get to choose.

"In any case...how about I simply pay you on a regularly over an indefinite period of time? Not all at once, probably a set amount of gil once a week for every week you work along with me. What do you say?"

ooc-What makes you think Veimi will be the first villain? For me, I'd say it'd probably be the mysterious people he meets with.

OOC: And the whole 'vessel' thing, which I am hoping you all know what is going to happen with that (It's quite obvious, to me at least).

Darilk nodded as he ate and then turned back toward Ripel. "Acceptable. 500 gil per week," he stated simply. It wasn't in the form of a question, but more of someone informing someone else of a fact.

(OOC: I didn't say he'd be the 'first' villian, just that he'd be one. Also, he knows about all the stuff those two people he meets with know, apparently, and one of them is Zatara's dad... and the vessel is Ady.

Edit: after a little thinking I upped the gil per week. 200 seemed low.)

Arianna finally went up to get some food. She figured it was alright since nobody tried to kick her and Palidor out.
She only got one plate, got some food, then sat down at a table, keeping her distance from Tasuh, since he didn't seem very happy with her. She didn't feed Palidor any of the human food, but rather, some pre-packed food that Arianna had with her. While she and Palidor wree eating, Arianna looked around the room, not really sure what was going on.

(OOC: my poor, sort-of clueless character.... just like so much of my life: oblivious )

OOC: Who is Zatara's dad? And obviously Aby is the vessel, but they think it is Jude. And it's ironic you call it people food when a Besta is eating it.

IC:

After a while of eating, Tasuh coughed out a large stream of fire, then continued eating.

Ripel stared at the man for a moment, and then bowed his head. "500 gil a week? Fine, but only because I know you." I just hope the others don't ask for more gil also.

Sighing, he looked up and around the area, his eyes wandering the still relatively empty hall. He suddenly wasn't in the mood to eat, the fact that he had been forced to give someone a raise had put him off. Then he spotted the girl from last night, and grinned.

"I'll be right back," was all he said before he got up and started to make his way towards Arianna.

ooc-I can see it now, before Ripel even gets a chance to open his mouth, Veimi will come up and call everyone to attention. Then, Ripel'll do the anime face fault, just because.

Edit: Mistake...feh.

Arianna looked up as she saw somebody approaching her. It took her a minute to realize it was one of the guys who had talked to her the other night. She stood up to greet him, "Hello, Sir. It's good to see you again." She said politely.

"It is good to see you too," he replied, grinning. "Arianna - that is your name right? - I hope you had a good night's sleep, what with all the confusion between sleeping arrangements.

"Anyway, how are you doing this fine morning? It's a little early for me to be up right now, but I know that it isn't the same for everybody and everything."

"I'm doing alright," She replied, "There was a little.... confusion this morning," She glanced in Tasuh's general direction, "But it has all been taken care of."

She looked at him, trying to remember if he had been in the tournament or not. He looked familiar, but she wasn't certain, "Weren't you in the tournament earlier Mr....." She prodded for his name, since she felt weird talking to somebody without even knowing who they are.

Junochi couldn't sit down anymore. The wait was getting too long and he wanted a prize, just so he could get out of the city. All of the activity around him was annoying and was beginning to make him mad. He began to pace around the room after he stood up, the impatience starting to get to him.

Veimi placed his hands on Junochi's shoulder. "Please, the ceremony is about to begin, just as soon as the last competitors...ah, here they come..." Veimi said. The ronin walked in, sipping at his bottle, and Jude came barreling in, tripping on his robe.

Veimi left Junochi, stepping up to the big podium.

"Welcome everyone. This year as you all know, the winners of the championship are 'rewarded' with an honorary spot on my personal force. Now, while I would never think of calling on any of you to fight my battles, I am also sorry to report that due to my incompetence, I have no monetary prizes to award. It seems that I neglected to obtain the Ibric key to Combast's national vault. Now, without the key, I can only provide our winners with whatever weapons they need, and a complementary key to the city. But, if there is anyone willing to travel to the Ibric home and gain the key, their rewards would be immeasurable..." Veimi said. He saw Ripel's eyes light up. "And, I would be willing to allow each person who ventured to the key a treasure from the vault. Now, I havent done an inventory check in awhile, but I'm pretty sure it still has the Besta mind link, and the unending saki bottle, and numerous magically enhanced weapons..." The champions were slowly turning in his favor... "...And the scrolls of the greatest Mages of the past...but, without the key, I can do nothing..."

<Big deal, just annoit us or whatever and we leave...> Jude thought. He couldn't care less about the vault.

<LETS DO IT.> His familiar thought screamed at him. Jude was caught off guard, usually their link eroded after a while. Then Jude checked his pockets and couldn't find him... <I'm in your head, lets do it. And you can't say no, watch.>

Jude was about to laugh, until a sharp jab penatrated his mind. His arm shot up. "I'll do it, whos with me?!" He cried out.

<I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!> Jude pulled his arm down, but the damage was done. People were murmering, and Veimi had a large smile on his face. <Dammnit...>

Ripel realized that he hadn't given her his name yet. He opened his mouth and said, "I am," but was then cut off by Veimi. "Oh damn," he whispered as he quickly sat down. "Sorry, but it looks like we'll have to finish this later."


Veimi had just finished giving his proposition, and Ripel, who had been listening intently after the mention of "immeasurable rewards", was now deep in thought. So, he wants us to get that key for him? I wish he had mentioned it earlier. Funny, though, why does he need the champions to go and get it?

Oh nevermind, treasure is treasure. Besides, I know a lot of things I could do with that stuff.

Grinning, Ripel practically jumped up from his seat. "We'll do it! My team and I will go and help get the key for you." What could possibly happen along the way anyway?

Blyr was up at dawn that morning, but instead of strolling about and going to the banquet he heard or, he climbed higher into the redwood tree and meditated. However, a messenger frantically looking about for him disrupted his thoughts.

"HEY! Is there a BLYR out here!?" the messenger was obviously panicking, as he would probably be punished if the champon he was supposed to inform didn't show up to the banquet.

Even worse, that banquet already started.

Blyr rose from his position on the redwood tree, still concealed from any onlookers. I think I'll give this guy a little surprise... He started running to the end of a branch, and jumped once he reached the end, landing on one of the 2nd story battlements (sp?). He hit the ground running, and continued dashing towards the banquet hall inside, leaving a really surprised messenger behind him.

Still sprinting down the halls, he found two large double-doors that inevitably lead to the room he was looking for. Blyr could here someone yell "WHO'S WITH ME!?" as he busted through the doors. All the guests truned their heads to look at who disrupted the moment, as Blyr stood there with the usual casual expression he wore.

"I didn't miss anything, did I?"

Zatara just looked at The man What the hell? This guy is going to need some serious help hmmm...and maybe an oppurtunity to investigate will arrise Then after uttering a spell under his breath to raise the faith of the group Zatara stood up "As by contract I am obligated to help you however I will help you by my choice of free will. If oyu ever need help on the Battlefield I shall be there." Now that should clear some suspicions of me up but something tells me this is oing to be hard anyway.... Zatara thought. as sat down to finish his small little meal and drink.

Tycho sighed, and said, "What the hell. Sign me up. I'm always looking for a bit of fun."