Chapter 8: Silver Wind Island

 

 

Rachael: *She stepped forward, blinking in disorientation.* "Are we-?" *She suddenly heard the lively sounds of a peaceful busy city.* (Sounds.. All around me-)

 

Lezard: "Welcome to-" *He faced the perplexed party and spread his arms with a widening smile.* "Silver Wind Island."

 

Trevour: *He looked down and stared at a dark brown stone ground with a contrasting colour.* "Is this a path or a road?"

 

Lezard: "Or perhaps a path acting as a road? Bwarharh."

 

*Groups of people walked up and down the large road-like path, causing Destiny to meow in an overwhelmed manner.*

 

Luna: "I know, girl. Too many people, aye." *She grunted on her breath, brushing her fingers through Destiny's fur.*

 

Rachael: *She looked up, noticing wooden and metallic bridges connecting one side of the upper level to the other.* "There's an upper level?"

 

Twortz: "There's another down here?" *She looked to the far left and stared at a set of stairs which led down to another enormous level of the city.*

 

Trevour: "It could be very easy to get lost in here, heh heh."

 

Karol: "This is just as bersy as my citee."

 

Rachael: "Busy."

 

Karol: "Bursy."

 

*Several ladies holding old-fashioned umbrellas bumped into Luna, causing her to frown in annoyance.*

 

Luna: "Watch it-" *She glared at the women, causing them to giggle in disgust.*

 

Destiny: "Hrrrrkst." *She hissed at the women for support.*

 

Nathan: "..." *He discreetly smirked at Luna, as if he respected the way she stuck up for herself.*

 

Lezard: "There're three levels of the city-" *He stepped to each side and observed different parts of the city, allowing the party to recognise them.*

 

Twortz: "Explain?"

 

Lezard: "The lower level is the industrial side of the city. It has workshops, marts, crafting workshops and the like."

 

Twortz: (Fascinating. I wonder what their trade market looks like.)

 

Trevour: *He looked past Lezard, noticing several booths containing fruit and loaves of bread.* "This level looks like the food markets-"

 

Nathan: *His stomach rumbled, causing him to look away.* (Now, I just gotta go to the castle and get some answers for Luna.)

 

Rachael: "And up there?" *She pointed up, watching people walk across the bridges.*

 

Lezard: "If memory serves me right, it should be the entertainment section."

 

Karol: "Like what?"

 

Lezard: "Nothing a youngster like you should have to worry about."

 

Karol: "B-But I'ma man."

 

Nathan: "Hmph." *He chuckled at Karol and started to walk down, staring at a large castle in the distance.*

 

Karol: "Neh?" *He looked confused, watching Nathan walk away.*

 

Rachael: "What's down there?"

 

Luna: *She looked down the road-like path with magnified vision, noticing the castle.* "It's a castle?"

 

Trevour: "And that must be the royal castle, home to Grey the fourth."

 

Lezard: "Bingo!"

 

Twortz: "This part of the city almost feels like another town."

 

Rachael: "Yeah." *She walked down the road-like path and glanced to each side, watching people sell foreign appearing foods to the citizens.*

 

Nathan: *His stomach growled again.* (Once I know she's safe, I'll do some quests in The Guild's Tavern and score myself a feast.)

 

Lezard: *He looked at Trevour and handed him several gold pebbles.* "Be a chubby muffin and collect us some crunchables?"

 

Trevour: "What, sir?"

 

Lezard: "You know, some yum-yums?" *He rubbed his belly as he titled his head to the closest food stand.*

 

Trevour: "Roger! Understood." *He unintentionally spoke in a military-like manner and tightened his grip around the pebbles, proudly walking towards the food stand.*

 

*Two men in racer-like tights caught Rachael's attention, as they power walked towards her.*

 

Rachael: *She watched the men closely avoid the nearby people and passed Rachael, allowing her to notice their excitement.*

 

Rachael: *She watched the men power walk past her, allowing her to notice their excitement.* (Is there a marathon coming up-?)

 

Man A: "The Agoura Marbles starts tomorrow."

 

Man B: "I'm very excited."

 

Man A: "I'm even more excited, now that we have an actual chance of winning."

 

Man B: "Na, that Rostical User always wins."

 

Man A: *He smirked, closely avoiding the passing citizens.* "The one with the water affinity that can manipulate the water in the blood?"

 

Man B: "Ye."

 

Man A: "Unfortunately, that person was killed by an accidental Scoldrant attack."

 

Man B: "R-Really?" *He gasped in disbelief, as he walked out of Rachael's sight.*

 

Rachael: "Lezard-"

 

Lezard: "Yes, my grillicious meat patty?"

 

Luna: "Pssht, wat the-?!" *She hissed in disgust.*

 

Twortz: "You either get used to it, or it doesn't bother you anymore." *She spoke on her breath, discreetly glancing at Lezard.*

 

Rachael: "What is the.. Agoura Marbles?"

 

Nathan: "The Agoura Marbles, it's one of the most famous sports across the two continents."

 

Karol: *He nodded his head.* "Several dancers participated in the gaimes."

 

Rachael: (Even Karol has heard of it-) "Could you tell me more about it please?"

 

Nathan: "It's a race."

 

Twortz: (How boring..)

 

Luna: "I'm pretty keen."

 

Rachael: "Those guys said there's a game tomorrow."

 

Nathan: "It wouldn't hurt to ask while we're there."

 

Lezard: "I'll cheer my besties on!" *He jumped up, pretending her was a cheerleader.*

 

Trevour: "Heh heh, I'd do my best to support my friends too." *He walked up to the party with a smile, holding ten kebab-like sticks in between each of his fingers.*

 

Karol: "Yhummie!"

 

Luna: *Her stomach growled.* "Wicked! Guess you ain't a complete loser after all." *She smirked and picked two kebabs.*

 

Trevour: "I could be your loser."

 

Luna: "Umm, no." *She purposely chomped on the kebab like a pig, causing Trevour to pull an awkward disgusted face.*

 

Nathan: "Much appreciated, bro."

 

Lezard: "Bro? Ooo! Could I be your bro too?!"

 

Nathan: "..." *He pinched a meat chunk with his teeth and slid it off the stick while staring at Lezard with an emotionless face.*

 

Lezard: "Okies, rain check on that, bwarharh."

 

Nathan: "...-"

 

Luna: "Oi, more about this race, aye!"

 

Destiny: "Reurp-" *She meowed in agreement, as she nibbled on the spare kebab in Luna's hand.*

 

Trevour: "It has to be more than a race-"

 

Twortz: *She chewed on her kebab, focusing her attention on to Trevour.* "Why do you say it like that?"

 

Trevour: *He handed the last kebab to Karol and leant back up, causing his armour to rattle.* "There have been times where even captain classed warriors were hired to attend the games."

 

Rachael: "Why?"

 

Trevour: "I'm not entirely sure, madam. Maybe for security?" *He shrugged his shoulders and walked down the road-like path with the party.*

 

Nathan: "From experience, some captains were hired for security, and the others for the match confrontations."

 

Rachael: "Confrontations?"

 

Nathan: "More like obstacles."

 

Lezard: *He heard the sounds of flapping material, drawing his attention to several flags which were stationed on the castle.* "Contestants are permitted to use Remenistal on other players-"

 

Nathan: "The last two to reach the end, fight. I like that part, it reminds me of Battling Oxident."

 

Twortz: "What do you get as the reward?"

 

Lezard: "Not that I hope you'll be entering-" *He looked up and down, as if he was judging Twortz's physique.*

 

Twortz: "Excuse me-?"

 

Lezard: "But it's a Purifying Oxident." *He purposely ignored Twortz, answering Rachael's question with a smile.*

 

Twortz: (Pathetically immature.)

 

Rachael: "What's that?"

 

Luna: "It obvi purifies somethin'." *She spoke with her mouth full.*

 

Trevour: "I'm not entirely sure what its properties are."

 

Lezard: "The Rosterology artefact is said to boosts one's Neurons and Astragons, also increasing longevity."

 

Rachael: "Totally cool. I want one." *She formed a fist, as if she was determined to win.*

 

Nathan: *He stopped and stood on grass, staring at the different coloured flags.* "We're here."

 

Luna: "Wat's on the flags? I can't see them properly."

 

Lezard: "They're the Remenistal glyphs of wind and water."

 

Rachael: "Why?"

 

Lezard: "I'm not too sure. It might have something to do with the royal bloodline?"

 

Twortz: "It is refreshing that you haven't described the area in a while-"

 

Lezard: *He quickly observed the castle and its surroundings.* "The delicious stone walls of the magnificent castle were slightly grey, eww, and so were large wooden pedestals, which circled around the exterior."

 

Trevour: "Heh heh." (What a very distinctive personality.)

 

Nathan: *He walked across the grass, making his way to the castle's large front doors.* "Huh?" *He stopped and noticed there was no handle on the door, causing him to touch it in confusion.*

 

Karol: "What's rr-wong?"

 

Nathan: "What's wrong, boy? I can't open the door-"

 

Lezard: "Here we go-" *He raised the pearl, causing the door to ripple like water.* "Now it's open."

 

Twortz: (The same pearl he used to access the transparent bridge.)

 

Nathan: *He touched the door, noticing his hand go through it.* "It's safe-" *He mumbled in a deep voice and stepped forward, entering the castle.*

 

Trevour: *He stepped to the side, waving his hand towards the door.* "Ladies and gentlemen."

 

Luna: "Pssht-" *She rolled her eyes and strutted forward, stepping into the castle.*

 

Twortz: "Unlike her, I appreciate respect. Thank you, Trevor?"

 

Trevour: "Trevour."

 

Twortz: "My apologies." *She nodded her head and walked through the castle doors.*

 

Rachael: "Thanks."

 

Karol: "Fanks."

 

Lezard: *He looked at Trevour and giggled.* "Let's go together, so there is no last person to enter."

 

Trevour: "Heh heh, okay."

 

Nathan: *He took several steps forward and shivered, noticing he stood in the middle of a long hallway.* "It's cold."

 

Rachael: "It is a little chilly." *She noticed a long, thin red carpet which travelled down the hallway and up a set of white stairs.*

 

Luna: (I actually like the cold.) *She smirked and observed the castle's pale interior.*

 

Twortz: (It's almost like it's air conditioned.)

 

Lezard: "Excuse me, Twortzamotto?"

 

Twortz: "... Yes?" *She spoke on her breath.*

 

Lezard: "Rooms without doors could be seen down the hallway on opposite sides-"

 

Twortz: "Okay."

 

Nathan: "I'm not really sure where to go now-"

 

Lezard: "Upstairs, everyone." *He purposely walked on the red thin carpet and turned right, hobbling up the stairs.* "Watch your step, these stairs zigzag up to each level."

 

Rachael: *She jogged up the stairs, running her hand along the white rail.* "What were the rooms?"

 

Lezard: "At the end of the hallway is the kitchen and a place to get rations."

 

Trevour: *He glanced down the hallway before walking up the stairs.* (He's obviously been here before.)

 

Rachael: "Where exactly is this racing course?"

 

Trevour: "Good question, madam."

 

Nathan: "In The Hall of Oats."

 

Lezard: "It's an amazingly sensational Reality Marble."

 

Rachael: "But where?"

 

Luna: "Yea, I didn't see no racin' lap."

 

Destiny: "Yeup."

 

Nathan: "It's up on the third level, you could say there're four levels of the city. The Hall of Oats has its own level."

 

Rachael: (After we speak to who's in charge, I want to take a look around there-)

 

Lezard: "And floor number two!" *He giggled and hobbled around, facing the party with a childish smirk.*

 

Karol: "And-And, and.. What's this lehvel?"

 

Lezard: "This one, my little monster, is the city's Inn."

 

Twortz: "Rest?" *She panted behind the party, struggling to walk up any more steps.*

 

Nathan: "Unhealthy?"

 

Twortz: "No, I'm healthy. It's possible to be large and be healthy at the same time." *She spoke in a stern voice, emphasising her annoyance on the subject.*

 

Luna: (Damn, I'm nearly outta breath like Twortz..) *She tried not to breathe through her mouth.*

 

Rachael: "And the next floor?" *She jogged up the next set of stairs, causing Luna, Twortz and Karol to sigh in defeat.*

 

Lezard: "Well-"

 

Rachael: *She jogged onto the next level and noticed the hallway was much wider than the rest.* "This floor has vending machines?"

 

Lezard: *He hobbled behind Rachael and nodded his head.* "This is the research area."

 

Rachael: "The research area?"

 

Lezard: "If we're lucky enough to view their database, this is the floor we'll be using most. It has access to their detectors, researcher's logs, and the access to The Library's archives."

 

Rachael: (Like a computer room?) *She watched the party gather across the hallway.*

 

Twortz: "Made it." *She whispered to herself, taking a deep breath.*

 

Rachael: *She focused her attention to the stairs, looking up in curiosity.* "And the next level?"

 

Twortz: "The next?" *She whimpered, wiping sweat off her forehead.*

 

Luna: (Man, it's cold and I'm still sweatin' too. Not as hungrily as Twotters over there, but still-)

 

Lezard: "Up there is Grey's throne room."

 

Luna: "That's some leader, right?"

 

Nathan: "That's the fella I'm taking you to."

 

Trevour: "If we're seeing the ruler, perhaps I should wait outside?" *He glanced at his warrior's armour.*

 

Lezard: "Don't be a silly sausage. I know the ruler, I'll let him know you aren't a villain."

 

Trevour: "Maybe I could be?"

 

Luna: "Aha, you ain't no villain." *She chuckled, causing Trevour to sigh.*

 

Trevour: "..."

 

Rachael: "Alright, who's keen for some answers?" *She smiled and jogged up the next set of stairs, causing Lezard to quickly follow.*

 

Luna: *She stared at Nathan.* "..."

 

Nathan: *He made eye contact with Luna, causing her to look away.* (Weird.) *He unintentionally smiled to himself and started to jog up the stairs.*

 

Trevour: "Madam?" *He looked at Luna.* "You look all flustered."

 

Luna: "M-Me flustered?" *She spoke out of character and shyly ran up the stairs, avoiding eye contact with Trevour.*

 

Trevour: (Maybe I was wrong?) *He watched Luna jog up the stairs with ease.* (She's almost as energetic as that Rachael lady.)

 

Rachael: *She jogged onto the next floor, noticing the hallway was slightly dimmer than the rest.* (It's more quiet up here too-)

 

*Rachael looked down to her feet, noticing the light shine off the polished floors.*

 

Lezard: "And this is the level to the royal chambers-" *He sarcastically spoke under his breath to hide his exhaustion from trying to keep up with Rachael.*

 

Rachael: *She looked down the hallway and noticed a circle shaped room, containing enormous wooden doors.* "Down there?"

 

Lezard: "Yuppers-" *He sniffed, placing a hand on his waist.*

 

*The party gathered behind Lezard, causing Rachael to walk down the hallway.*

 

Twortz: "Will we be able to see the ruler so easily?" *She sounded unconvinced.*

 

Lezard: "Actually no-"

 

Rachael: *She walked into the middle of the circular room, observing the area around her.* (This place feels like it's more expensive than the rest-)

 

*The polished floors shined in the light, several cases overfilled with thick books stacked against the spotless wall in between the wooden pillars.*

 

Rachael: (I guess the royal room is behind the doors?)

 

*The pillars were carved with fancy royal-like patterns and a massive door similar to the pillar's design was firmly built.*

 

Lezard: *He hobbled behind Rachael, followed by the party.* "Razzypoo admired the sparkling polished floors and several cases of books, which stacked against the wall in between the wooden pillars."

 

Twortz: "Do you need to do that?"

 

Lezard: "Yuppers."

 

Rachael: *She stared at royal appearing wooden pillars, admiring their detailed carvings.*"These pillars, it's like they're telling a story."

 

?????: "That's because they do tell a story."

 

*A man's voice echoed from behind the wooden door, instantly catching the party's attention.*

 

Nathan: "Who's there?" *He shouted and faced the door, standing in a battle-ready pose.*

 

Lezard: (That voice sounds familiar.)

 

?????: "Who's there? That is my question."

 

*A mature man dressed in imperial-like armour proudly opened the doors with both arms, stepping in front of the party.*

 

Karol: (He's sckary looking.) *He shuffled behind Rachael, glancing at the man.*

 

Nathan: "You must be, Grey?"

 

?????: "Do you think the ruler will just randomly show up at every unannounced visit he gets?" *He adjusted an imperial helmet on the side of his head.*

 

Lezard: "It's a pleasure, Ordin." *He giggled and slightly bowed down to one knee.*

 

Ordin: "You know of me?"

 

Lezard: "Who wouldn't?"

 

Nathan: (Ordin? The ruler's right-hand man, second in charge of the city.. One of the best swordsman of this generation-) "Please forgive my disrespect!-" *He dropped to his knees, giving a sense of respect.*

 

Ordin: "If it isn't Lezardestel."

 

Lezard: "Holy fish-cakes, you remember me?"

 

Ordin: "Millardestel, who could forget him." *He spoke with a smile and stepped forward, causing his armour to rattle.* "What are you doing here?"

 

Lezard: "We request for an audience with his majesty."

 

Luna: "Yea, we gotta get home, aye."

 

Twortz: "We need some answers."

 

Rachael: "Please-"

 

Ordin: *He observed each party member, unintentionally snarling in disgust at Rachael, Twortz and Luna.* "How dare you three disrespect the ruler!"

 

Twortz: "Excuse me?"

 

Luna: "Aye?"

 

Nathan: (What did they do-?)

 

Ordin: "Look at your filthy appearances! The damned Scoldrants are far cleaner than the lot of you combined!" *He shouted, causing his voice to echo down the hallway.*

 

Lezard: "Jinkies, Ordin-?"

 

Ordin: "I am in the middle of setting up The Agoura Marbles! I don't have time to show the ruler a bunch of backwater villagers!"

 

Trevour: *He glanced at Rachael, Twortz and Luna, noticing their mud smeared clothes.* (I had not realised how easily their clothing attracts dirt and odour-)

 

Rachael: "Well, I also want to participate in this marble games."

 

Ordin: "..."

 

Nathan: "I am a warrior. I will also participate in the games." *He stood up straight and placed a hand on his sword.*

 

Ordin: "A warrior.."

 

Luna: "I'll fight too, aye!"

 

Ordin: "..." *He slowly turned back around and took several steps towards the opened doors.*

 

Twortz: "Where are you going? We are in the middle of a conversation, how incredibly unprofessional if you are indeed, high up.."

 

Ordin: *He paused due to Twortz and sighed, keeping his back facing the party.* "You wish to have an audience with Grey the fourth?"

 

Trevour: "That would be much appreciated, sir."

 

Ordin: "Hmph. There is a huge waiting list for people wanting to see him, even if I decide to put you on the list, why should I expedite your request?"

 

Luna: "'Cause we ain't from this worl-"

 

Lezard: "Because our stories aren't from this world.. He will be most indulged in our delicious stories."

 

Trevour: *He looked past Ordin and stared at the opened doors, only noticing darkness.* (It's as dark as night.. Perhaps it's a Spacial Funnel-?)

 

Ordin: *He ignored Lezard and focused in front, staring at the darkness.* "Speaking of warriors, what is he doing here? I don't recall any Consultant related business today."

 

Destiny: "Yeu?"

 

Luna: *She noticed Destiny trembling, causing her to stroke her fur for comfort.* (It's like Destiny is afraid of this guy?)

 

Trevour: "I am no longer a representative of the warriors, sir."

 

Ordin: "I wanted to forewarn you about my Ougi's potential, sir."

 

Trevour: "S-Sir?"

 

Ordin: ".. At the cost of my morals, I can kill even the strongest of captains with one stab of the heart.."

 

Luna: "Umm, pretty sure if someone gets stabbed in the heart, they die.."

 

Nathan: "Luna?" *He grunted, as if he wanted her to be quiet.*

 

Luna: "Aha, it's like saying, when people get killed, they die.. Like no shit-"

 

Ordin: *He turned back around, facing Luna.* "You have a warrior's blood running through your veins."

 

Luna: "Pssht, my parents are no warriors, aye-"

 

Ordin: "Despite this, you're still just a troubled little girl that doesn't know her place-"

 

Nathan: "Even though that's true, you don't need to hurt her dignity-"

 

Ordin: "Dignity? Look at her, she has no dignity."

 

Luna: "...-"

 

Lezard: (Oh dear, this isn't how I pictured our confrontation with Ordin would be.)

 

Ordin: "I no longer have the patience. Wait with the others and you'll eventually receive a pass to see the ruler-"

 

Twortz: "Is there not another way to get this pass sooner?"

 

Ordin: "..."

 

Trevour: "Please, sir."

 

Rachael: "We'll owe you-"

 

Karol: "P-Pwease?"

 

Ordin: (I don't have the time-) *He sighed in thought, as he readied to leave.* "You wanted to enter the games, correct?"

 

Rachael: "Sure do!"

Luna: "Damn right, aye!"

Nathan: "For sure!" *They spoke at the same time.*

 

Ordin: "Go sign up in the entertainment section of the city. The winner is honoured, by being personally graced with his majesty's presence."

 

Rachael: "Shooting two birds with one stone." *She smiled to herself.* "I'm really good at sports."

 

Twortz: "A win-win situation, only someone with half a brain and poor judgement wouldn't cease the opportunity-"

 

Ordin: "Hmph. The Agoura Marbles isn't just a sport. It's just as dangerous as Battling Oxident-" *He turned away and started to power walk into the darkness.* "If not worse."

 

*Ordin swayed his hand in the air, causing the doors to slam shut behind him on their own accord.*

 

Twortz: "..."

 

Ordin: "Not that it's plausible, but even if you do win, I will not grant you the permission to see his majesty if you don't clean yourselves up!" *His voice sternly echoed from behind the door.*

 

Rachael: "I will try my best to win!" *She formed a fist, frowning with a smile.*

 

Nathan: *He looked at Rachael and stood in a more casual manner.* "He's gone."

 

Rachael: "Oh.."

 

Trevour: "What's the plan now, everyone?"

 

Lezard: "Well, new clothes!" *He giggled, wiggling his bottom to each side.*

 

Luna: "I freakin' dislike goin' shopping for clothes-"

 

Rachael: "I don't mind it." *She smiled.*

 

Trevour: "Despite retrieving new clothes, we also need to sign up for the games."

 

Rachael: "We'll do both, no biggie."

 

Lezard: "Unfortunately, if the games are tomorrow, we might not be lucky enough to sign our names up."

 

Rachael: "If we had to choose, I'd prioritise seeking answers than a game."

 

Luna: "Where would we find clothes anyways? Pretty sure I didn't see a total gurlz shopping centre along the way here."

 

Nathan: "Despite the games, I came here for Luna."

 

Luna: *She looked away with blushing cheeks.* "Wateva."

 

Nathan: "So, I feel like I should get answers for her too."

 

Twortz: "Why? Are you two romantically attached?"

 

Luna and Nathan: "N-No?!"

 

Nathan and Luna: *They looked at each other in shock.* "Huh?!"

 

Luna and Nathan: "Stop that!"

 

Trevour: "Maybe we should focus on getting a pass to see the ruler then?"

 

Twortz: *She sighed, shaking her head.* "Isn't it obvious?"

 

Lezard: "Well, I didn't see Luna and Nathan being a couple-"

 

Luna and Nathan: "We're not!" *They shouted at the same time, hiding their embarrassment.*

 

Twortz: "Let's go." *She turned around and started to walk back down the hallway.*

 

Rachael: *She looked at Twortz in a curious-like manner.* "What is?"

 

Karol: "...-" *He silently followed Rachael down the hallway.*

 

Twortz: "We will split in two parties. Lezard will lead Trevour and myself to this entertainment section, while Nathan will lead Luna, Rachael and the child to retrieving appropriate garments."

 

Rachael: *She smiled, nodding her head in approval.* "Sounds great, Twortz."

 

Luna: "Yea, not bad, Twotters."

 

Twortz: "I am not Twotters."

 

Trevour: "What was your reasoning for having Lezard and Nathan act as the party leaders?"

 

Luna: "Jealous you weren't picked, aye?"

 

Destiny: "Yeup."

 

Trevour: "Negative, madam. Purely speaking from curiosity."

 

Twortz: "It is rather obvious they have clear knowledge about this city and how it works. It would be quite irresponsible if we were to allow the child to lead the party."

 

Karol: "I-I have a nayme!"

 

Luna: (He's so cute-)

 

Rachael: "His name is Karol, Twortz."

 

Twortz: *She ignored Rachael and waddled down the stairs.* "Where would a good place to meet up be?"

 

Trevour: "Maybe here?"

 

Luna: "Nah, too far, aye."

 

Lezard: "Perhaps at the entrance?"

 

Rachael: "That sounds good."

 

Twortz: "We'll split ways as soon as we leave the castle and meet at the entrance in an hour?"

 

Lezard: "Sounds deliciously good to me."

 

Nathan: (That was Ordin.. I've always wanted to see his fighting style, hopefully I'll get to impress him at the games if we manage to get in.)

 

Twortz: (What an inconvenience, I was hoping to see the ruler, get answers and leave..)

 

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Zazark: *He walked through a small clearing, surrounded by wooden logs which acted as a fortress.* "Fufufu, so weak.."

 

*Zazark smirked and glanced at motionless bodies on the ground, staring at their imperial-like armour.*

 

Zazark: "Blue and white armour, Silver Wind's own warriors. How pathetic.."

 

*Large iron beams were poking out of the warrior's bodies, as if a major fight had just happened.*

 

Zazark: "I've scanned the entire area.. Unless they're hiding in a Spacial Funnel, there's only one place where they could be-" *He flashstepped and reappeared into another clearing, outside of a forest.*

 

*Zazark smirked and stared at an island, ignoring a pulse of dirt which blew around him.*

 

Zazark: "Silver Wind Island..."

 

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*Nathan, Rachael, Luna and Karol walked down a long set of stairs, avoiding citizens who walked up the stairs.*

 

Nathan: "Down here-" *He spoke out of place, as he focused his attention to the level below.* "We should be able to find some new clothes for you to wear."

 

Luna: (Man, I didn't realise how much we stank, aye.)

 

Karol: *He skipped down the stairs and jumped on the bottom, watching Nathan, Rachael and Luna walk down them.* "This playce is hewg!"

 

Nathan: "Obviously."

 

Rachael: "Cheer up, dude." *She spoke with a smile and jogged down the stairs, glancing across a massive courtyard.*

 

Nathan: "Cheer up? I just don't like travelling with a child."

 

Luna: "Ooo." *She gasped with anticipation, as if she was trying to stir up a scene.*

 

Rachael: *She jumped beside Karol and placed her hand on his head.* "He's with me."

 

Karol: "Waichael?" *He looked up and smiled in a child-like manner.*

 

Nathan: "Didn't you mention something about being a man?"

 

Karol: "I-I am!" *He stamped his foot and pouted, pretending to be cool.*

 

Luna: (Despite being with Rachael, she's all sport and tomboyish.. Too much testosterone for me..) *She sighed in thought and awkwardly stepped forward off the stairs, as her sketch-like vision affected her perception.*

 

Rachael: "Well, I have to say, you've got some awesome sword skills."

 

Nathan: "Me?"

 

Luna: "Nah, she's talkin' about Destiny, aye."

 

Destiny: "Yeup?"

 

Rachael: "Hehe."

 

Nathan: "I'm not as good as I'd like to be, but thanks."

 

Karol: "I'ma man!" *He puffed out his chest and walked with his legs tensed and knees bent.*

 

Luna: Aha." *She laughed at Karol.* "So, Rachael, where'd you find mister little dancer over there?"

 

Rachael: "The Ruins of Estel."

 

Luna: "Aye?"

 

Nathan: "The city of the Elementalists?"

 

Luna: "Aye?"

 

Nathan: "So, you're obviously a dancer?"

 

Karol: "Y-Yheah."

 

Nathan: *He walked towards a large relaxing water fountain, passing several garage-like stores.* "It's really rare for any dancers to leave the city-" (Similar to Scoldrant Users-)

 

Karol: "And?" *He spoke in confusion, as if he didn't understand what Nathan meant.*

 

Nathan: "What are you doing here?"

 

Karol: "I-I, uhm..-"

 

Rachael: "He's with me, simple as that."

 

Nathan: "Fine." *He spoke with his deep voice and placed his hands on his head.*

 

Luna: *She looked in Rachael's general direction, causing Destiny to observe Rachael in detail.* "When did you get here?"

 

Rachael: "About a week now.. I think?" *She looked up, staring at a clear blue sky.*

 

Luna: "Same.. My perception of time is a little shit, aye, aha!"

 

Rachael: "Hehe, a matter of speaking." *She clicked her fingers, as if she remembered a question she wanted to ask earlier.* "How are you here?"

 

Nathan: *He noticed a store with a small red sword engraved on a wooden plank, causing him to walk towards it.* (That's the symbol used to notify warriors of special goods available to be sold.)

 

Luna: "Like I kinda said to Twotters before, I was in the store with Ky and Kay-Aye."

 

Rachael: "Who?"

 

Luna: *She rolled her eyes.* "Kylie and Kerry-Anne."

 

Rachael: "Oh? Were they transported too?"

 

Luna: "Umm, yea.."

 

Rachael: "Sweet. Where are they?"

 

Luna: "They're dead."

 

Rachael: "O-Oh.. Sorry to hear."

 

Luna: (In a way, they got wat we always wanted..)

 

Destiny: "Yeu.." *She purred in a sympathetic-like manner.*

 

Rachael: "And who is this?" *She spoke with a smile and placed her hand in front of Destiny's face.*

 

Destiny: "Yeup!" *She started to purr, as if she could trust Rachael.*

 

Rachael: "Hehe." *She ran her fingers through Destiny's purple fluffy fur.* (She's really soft. Almost like she's recently had a bath.)

 

Nathan: *He led the party inside the shop and made his way to the front desk, noticing several items up for display behind a glass door.* "Hello?"

 

*Nathan hit a golden shaped bell in a manly-like manner, trying to grab someone's attention.*

 

Luna: *She admired the bonding session between Rachael and Destiny.* "This is Destiny, aye."

 

Destiny: "Yeup!"

 

Karol: "Destiny?"

 

Luna: "Go for it." *She lowered her arms, allowing Karol to pet her.*

 

Karol: "Nee hee." *He giggled, listening to Destiny purr.*

 

Rachael: "She feels like a well-groomed cat."

 

Luna: "Kitty." *She giggled out of character.*

 

Rachael: "Kitty?"

 

Luna: "I mean-, I said, bitch tits."

 

Karol: "Butch teets?"

 

Luna: "Ahahaha, settle down tiger, wait 'til you hit puberty."

 

Karol: "Uhm-?"

 

Rachael: "Don't worry." *She shook her head at Luna, trying to hide her smile.*

 

?????: "Hello, you looking for business?" *A man with short dark red hair popped up from behind the counter, smiling at the party.*

 

Nathan: "We need some-"

 

?????: "Do you have money?"

 

Nathan: "Yes-?"

 

?????: "Fantastic!" *He chuckled with a widening smile and acted more professionally.* "My name is Kane, how can I help you?"

 

Nathan: "We need some clothes and an updated sword-"

 

Kane: "Oh? What's wrong with the one you got?"

 

Nathan: "When I used my Azure Bursts, it couldn't handle the Rasticsplash well and kept hurting my arm."

 

Kane: "I see. I see.." *He observed Rachael, noticing her bloodied knuckles.* "I have some gauntlets and Mythril based swords."

 

Nathan: "Mythril? There's no way we could afford that!-"

 

Kane: *He looked behind him and stared at a wall full of weapons.* "Here we go-" *He grabbed a large, long silver sword, gently throwing it at Nathan, as if he was confident he could catch it.*

 

Nathan: *He caught the sword in one hand and started to sway it around.* (It feels so light!)

 

Rachael: "Gauntlets?" *She spoke to herself and observed her knuckles.* (I always used to practice with combat gloves, but gauntlets-?)

 

Karol: "I fink you'll look grayt wiff guntlets!"

 

Rachael: "Alright, I'll get a pair of gauntlets."

 

Kane: "What colour, and-?" *He looked at Nathan with a mischievous smirk.* "You look like a fine warrior, I'll give it to you eighty percent off."

 

Nathan: "Eighty percent?!"

 

Kane: "Indeed." *He smiled in a professional-like manner and noticed the empty container on Luna's shoulder.* "And how about some arrows for the lovely lady?"

 

Luna: "I don't like you."

 

Kane: "Ah?" *He leant back slightly awkward.*

 

Karol: "Nee hee, me neiffer."

 

Kane: "And the young master?"

 

Rachael: "He's a Sacred Dancer."

 

Kane: *He looked surprised, as if he wasn't expecting to see a dancer.* "Well, I've got some boots for you!"

 

Luna: "Boots? Pssht."

 

Karol: "No, no-" *He looked at Luna, enthusiastically shaking his head.* "Dancers equip different shoes for different attacks."

 

Luna: "Aye?"

 

Destiny: "Yeup?"

 

Nathan: "Like swords, they have boots."

 

Luna: "Aha, that's kinda lame."

 

Karol: "N-Not layme!"

 

Kane: *He placed two small blue shoes on the counter and slid them slightly forward, as if he wanted Karol to see them.* "Here they are."

 

Karol: "W-What do they do?"

 

Kane: "These bad boys boost the offensive and defensive water affinity by two percent. They also shorten the time used to create glyphs."

 

Karol: "W-Wow!" *He giggled in amazement.*

 

Kane: (Excellent-) *He reached behind the register and threw two red gauntlets at Rachael.*

 

Rachael: *She caught the gloves and looked at them in confusion.* "These won't fit me.. They're way too big."

 

Kane: "All these items are the highest of quality."

 

Luna: "Wat does that mean?"

 

Karol: *He suddenly fell back and landed on his bottom, quickly plopping his shoes off.* "They have Astragons in them."

 

Luna: *She looked down and watched the boots suddenly open wider to Karol's feet, before tightly closing itself around his ankles.* "Whoa-"

 

Rachael: *She placed her hands in the gauntlets and watched them shrivel around her fingers, causing them to be a perfect fit.* "Nice."

 

Kane: "And here are elemental arrows."

 

Luna: "Aye?" *She focused her attention back to Kane, noticing he held a wooden container of blue feathered arrows.* "What are they?"

 

Nathan: "Arrows?"

 

Luna: "Aha, funny-"

 

Kane: "They say archers have it the worst when competing against other archers."

 

Karol: "Why?" *He jumped back up and stamped on the ground, listening to squishy-like noises.* "Nee hee, they sound like I was walking in the wain."

 

Kane: *He leant over the counter and looked at Karol's boots with a smile.* "Unless you know special Azure Bursts, there isn't much technique in firing off an arrow."

 

Luna: "Don't bullshit me-"

 

Kane: "I-? Pardon-?" *He spoke in shock.*

 

Destiny: "Yueerrsst." *She hissed, as if she was sticking up for Luna.*

 

Luna: "Archery requires immense technique and skill. You need to learn how to adjust the bow and aim to the air current and-"

 

Kane: "Where are you from?" *He spoke with a condescending tone.* "Any person can flick the string."

 

Luna: "Wat?" *She grunted in disagreement.*

 

Kane: "It's all about the technique of your Azure Bursts or possibly Ougi."

 

Luna: *She gritted her teeth.* "You're wrong-"

 

Rachael: *She placed her hand on Luna's arm.* "Maybe he's right.. We don't know what kind of fighters the archers are here-"

 

Kane: "Well, if you don't want them, I could easily sell them to the few other archers that are participating in the Agoura Marbles?"

 

Luna: "Others?"

 

Kane: "Yeah, and they'll have these ice exploding arrows."

 

Luna: "Ice explodin' arrows? Pssht, fine, I'm sold." *She grunted in a defeated-like manner.*

 

Destiny: "Yeu.."

 

Kane: "Alright!" *He clapped his hands and rubbed them in a greedy-like manner, moving closer to the register.*

 

Luna: (Ice explodin' arrows..) *She picked up the arrows from the counter and inspected them in a curious-like manner.*

 

Rachael: "Wait, we also need clothes."

 

Kane: "You can purchase material based equipment next door." *He smiled.*

 

Rachael: "That's rather odd?"

 

Luna: "Nah, in games, you've got the Inn, mart, then a second mart for inventory shit and a special clothes section thingy."

 

Rachael: "... Hey?" *She pulled an awkward smile.*

 

Karol: (In gaimez?) *He looked up to Luna, adjusting the laces to his boots.*

 

Luna: "Oh!" *She snapped her fingers in realisation, failing to notice Rachael's confusion.* "And the craftin' area-"

 

Kane: "Yes, the workshop is further down the centre." *He pointed to his right in agreement.*

 

Luna: "Aha, see. Nerd's heaven, right here." *She sniffed her finger and pretended to be cool.*

 

Rachael: "Rightio." *She spoke in confusion but understanding.*

 

Kane: "So, the Mythril sword, specialised gauntlets and boots, with a full battle's worth of elemental arrows, that comes to a total of-"

 

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Lezard: "Lezard, Twortz and Trevour walked up the mystical stairs of hope, in order to find the entertainment section-"

 

Twortz: "Don't make me regret going with you."

 

Trevour: "..." *He silently observed the way Twortz and Lezard interacted with each other.*

 

Lezard: "Well-" *He quickly walked around a cloud of steam, as a Middle Eastern looking man cooked steaks on a floating cooking board.*

 

Twortz: "We are to focus directly on the task at hand and meet up with the others."

 

Trevour: "That is a good mind frame to have."

 

Lezard: "Two boring people, sad face-"

 

Twortz: "Excuse me?"

 

Trevour: "Boring?"

 

Lezard: "I mean, why aren't we there yet? Mad face?" *He sarcastically spoke in fear and walked to the top of the stairs, noticing a large wooden bridge.*

 

Twortz: "We're a storey above the castle, where do we have to go?"

 

Lezard: "Well, we should be there soon." *He hobbled across the bridge, instantly noticing the change of tone in his footsteps.*

 

Trevour: "That doesn't actually answer her question, sir?"

 

Lezard: "Why can't we explore the city a little-?"

 

Twortz: "Work before leisure." *She followed Lezard and waddled off the bridge, noticing different coloured tiles on the ground.* "Oh?"

 

Trevour: "What a contrast choice of colours?"

 

Twortz: "This city gave a feeling of seriousness.. These tiles do not fit the city's image."

 

Lezard: "Right you are, my hungry lady! This is the third section of the city-"

 

Trevour: "Are you hungry, Twortz-?"

 

Twortz: "No." *She glared at Lezard, while keeping her professional-like posture.*

 

Lezard: "I've always liked the third level of the city." *He giggled and listened to a faint beat to a dance song, causing him to wiggle his bottom to each side.*

 

Twortz: "That.. Sounds like a club?"

 

Trevour: "A klub?" *He followed Lezard to an expansion of alleyways which lead towards large buildings.*

 

Twortz: (This place continues to get larger the more you explore it-)

 

Trevour: *He noticed a two storey wooden building, watching four flags flap from five pillars in front of it.* "What is that?"

 

Lezard: "I believe that's The Guild's Silver Tavern-"

 

Twortz: *She shook her head and looked down an alley, noticing a graffiti covered door at the end of it.* (The music is coming from there-)

 

Trevour: *He observed the tavern, stroking his chin in thought.* "There's nothing silver about that tavern?"

 

Lezard: *He giggled and walked in between two buildings.* "Sounds like a plot twist waiting to happen, bwarharh."

 

Twortz: "Stop talking, keep walking."

 

Trevour: "I believe we could benefit from learning more about this city's culture as we make our way to the destination, Twortz."

 

Twortz: *She sighed in agreement.* "... Carry on."

 

Lezard: "Thankies, Trevvy."

 

Trevour: "Trevour."

 

Twortz: "..."

 

Lezard: *He hobbled up to a set of massive grey stairs.* "Wowza, looks like these reach the top of the buildings."

 

Twortz: *She looked up, slowly shaking her head in disapproval.* "No.." (Look how high those stairs reach..)

 

Lezard: "Jinkies.. Another adventure-" *He jumped on the first stair in excitement.*

 

Trevour: *He observed the area around the stairs and noticed a small navy box with red glyphic symbols on it.* "This looks like an active Rosterology console."

 

Twortz: "Excuse me?"

 

Lezard: *He turned around, clapping his hands with a growing smile.* "Ooo, good eye, Trevourmotto!"

 

Twortz: *She waddled closer to the box, observing it in a curious-like manner.* "What do those glyphs mean?"

 

Trevour: "See how it's circular shaped? Ignoring the design itself, it is Astragon orientated-" *He mumbled the last words with a lack of concentration, as he opened his hand on the box.*

 

Twortz: "Allow me to do so-" *She waddled past Trevour and placed her hand on the box, causing the red glyph to shine.*

 

Lezard: "Ooo?!" *He rocked slightly forward, as the entire staircase started to move.* "Splendid!"

 

Twortz: *She watched the stairs move, causing her to smile.* (Like an escalator.)

 

Trevour: "If you're from a world without Rostical, how do you excel in it so well?"

 

Twortz: "Because I put in the work to obtain my results." *She spoke with an emotionless face and waddled up to the stairs, allowing them to take her up.*

 

Trevour: "I see.." *He mumbled to himself and hobbled up to the stairs.*

 

Lezard: *He looked up towards the end of the staircase, noticing bright light.* "How exciting. It's like these stairs travel up towards the sky itself."

 

Twortz: "What ludicrous."

 

Trevour: *He looked at Lezard while adjusting his shoulder plates.* "Could you please break down the third level for us?"

 

Lezard: "Indeed, little one."

 

Trevour and Twortz: "..."

 

Lezard: "It's split into four areas. The entertainment section, where we heard those delicious tunes."

 

Twortz: "Next?"

 

Lezard: "The Guild's Silver Tavern."

 

Twortz: "And then?"

 

Lezard: "The Entarlia Dome."

 

Twortz: "What is that?"

 

Lezard: "A specialised dome, created by the infamous Dawn. It specialises in focusing Astragons from any of the warriors signed up to the program."

 

Twortz: "And?" *She sounded as if she didn't care about the trivial facts.*

 

Lezard: "It allows people to fight Astral copies of the warriors."

 

Trevour: "That could serve excellent practice!"

 

Twortz: "Yes. Yes it would.."

 

Lezard: "Travellers usually dub it, the entertainment dome.."

 

Twortz: "Moving on?"

 

Lezard: "Then you have The Black Trade."

 

Twortz: "And what is that?"

 

Lezard: *Light slowly shined on the stairs and on to his face, as he almost appeared on the top of the stairs.* "It's the currency centre. A place to trade, sell, receive money from a guild's quest."

 

Twortz: "I understand."

 

Trevour: "And lastly, sir?"

 

Lezard: "The Hall of Oats." *He giggled, as he stepped off the stairs.*

 

Twortz: *She waddled next to Lezard and looked up, staring at the inside of an enormous white mansion.* "How did we get inside?"

 

Trevour: *He spun around, observing the mansion's oat-like walls.* "We are inside, aren't we?"

 

Lezard: "We passed through a Spacial Funnel."

 

Twortz: "Where exactly are we?"

 

Lezard: *He pointed forward, across a massive clean hallway.* "Several delicious guards dressed in blue and white imperial armour stood in front of an enormous white desk."

 

Trevour: "They're still signing people up. We made it in time."

 

Lezard: "Yes, but-..." *He looked behind him, noticing an enormous line.* "We've got some waiting to do."

 

Twortz: "Let's join the line." *She spoke in a stern voice and waddled towards the massive line of people.*

 

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Kane: *He watched Rachael, Luna, Nathan and Karol leave his garage-like store with a greedy smile.* "Please come back soon! Tell your friends! Kane Swerdna, he's your man!"

 

Nathan: *He wrapped the long silver sword behind his back, causing him to smirk in satisfaction.* "We got really lucky."

 

Luna: "These arrows better work, aye."

 

Destiny: "Yeup."

 

Rachael: *She formed fists, punching the air in front of her.* "These feel pretty good."

 

Karol: "He was actually vewy nice! Nee hee." *He giggled and purposely walked with a spring in his step, causing his boots to make squishy-like sounds.*

 

Nathan: "Next door you should be able to get your clothes-" *He walked into an old fashioned second-hand store with several mannequins displaying different type of clothes.*

 

Kane: "Welcome!" *He giggled in a girl's voice, flicking a strand of long red hair from an obvious wig on his head.*

 

Luna: "Ah, say wat?" *She hissed in disgust, glaring at Kane in a freaked out manner.*

 

Rachael: "Kane?"

 

Nathan: "Huh? As in the guy that just served us?"

 

Kane: "Kane? Nah nah nah-" *He/She spoke in a fake Asian accent.* "My name Simone!"

 

Karol: "Symoan?"

 

Kane: "Yah yah! I heard fwon my bwover, yooh whant sum clothes?"

 

Nathan: "Wow." *He spread his arms and rolled his eyes, queuing himself to leave.* "I'll wait outside."

 

Luna: (Such a typical dick-) *She grunted in thought, watching Nathan leave the store, causing a stereotypical store-like bell to ring.*

 

Karol: "Nafan?"

 

Kane: "Yooh liek, yooh liek?" *He/She pointed at several mannequins, causing Rachael to walk towards them.*

 

Rachael: "They're all brown.."

 

Luna: "Pssht, doesn't bother me, aye." *She grunted, staring at the mannequins from a black and white sketch-like perspective.*

 

Kane: "I can make deal, yah yah?" *He/She flicked the wig hair out of his/her face.*

 

Rachael: "Is there a change room?"

 

Kane: "Owh, noh noh, one saize fits all, yah yah!"

 

Luna: "Rachael?" *She grunted, as if it was Rachael's decision.*

 

Rachael: "Alright, we'll take three."

 

Kane: "Free? Noh noh, yooh must paiy monies!"

 

Rachael: "No, as in three." *She raised three fingers.*

 

Kane: "That manys? But there tooh of yooh, unless-" *He/She stood on his/her toes, looking at Karol from behind the counter.* "He wear she clothes, yah yah?"

 

Rachael: "We have another-"

 

Kane: *He/She shook his/her head.* "Nah nah, she come get it herself, yah yah?"

 

Luna: "Aha-" *She chuckled at Kane and quickly looked away, pretending she didn't laugh.*

 

Rachael: "Just two then please." *She kept a straight face.*

 

Kane: "Me go organise nhow, yah yah." *He/She started to wrap up two generic clothes in paper-like material.*

 

Luna: *She walked next to Rachael and stood at the counter.* "So.."

 

Rachael: "Don't say a word."

 

Luna: *She smirked and watched Kane hand Rachael the bags.* "I didn't say anythin', aye."

 

Karol: *He continued to stare at Kane.* "Aren't you Kayne?"

 

Kane: "Me? Noh noh!" *He/She enthusiastically shook his/her head.*

 

Karol: "Why are you speeking like that?" *He tilted his head, talking with an innocent mind frame.*

 

Kane: "Fank yooh! Come again, yah yah!" *He/She giggled with his/her eyes closed, as if he/she was waiting for Rachael and Luna to leave.*

 

Karol: "And why do you talk like that? I've nevarh heard that accel before."

 

Rachael: "Accent."

 

Karol: "Ackscent!" *He spoke in a proud-like manner.*

 

Kane: "Thank you, come again." *He/She unintentionally spoke in a different accent.*

 

Luna: "Wait a minute? That was Indian?"

 

Destiny: "Yeup?" *She tilted her head to one side in curiosity.*

 

Kane: "Fank yooh!"

 

Rachael: *She wrapped her arms around Luna and Karol before walking out the store.*

 

Kane: "Preasure doing business with yooh, yah yah!"

 

Nathan: (Preasure?) *He turned around, noticing Rachael, Luna, Karol and Destiny walk out of the store.* "You got the stuff?" *He spoke in a deep voice, placing his hands on his head.*

 

Luna: "Ahahaha, wat the bloody hell was all the about, aye?!"

 

Rachael: "Luna?"

 

Karol: "Hell?"

 

Luna: "Was it some freaky assed cross-dresser or a blatant racist? Ahahaha!"

 

Rachael: "Let's meet up with the others."

 

Nathan: "What's so funny?"

 

Luna: "More like-" *She glanced at Rachael.* "Why ain't you laughin'?"

 

Rachael: "I'm not sure if he did it purposely, but I didn't laugh out of respect."

 

Nathan: "Respect?"

 

Rachael: *She nodded her head and started to walk back down to the entrance.* "If he was being obvious or not, it would've been disrespectful to laugh in his face."

 

Luna: "Pssht, wateva. How borin', Ashton."

 

Rachael: (Ash..) *She smirked and formed a fist, causing the glove to make stretching leather sounds.*

 

Nathan: "I like it."

 

Karol: "I dhon't understand it." *He spoke in confusion and suddenly tripped on his foot, falling face-first onto the ground.*

 

Nathan: "Hmph-" *He sighed and quickly pulled Karol up, as if he was embarrassed that he tripped.*

 

Karol: "It herts." *He started to whine with quivering lips.*

 

Rachael: "Here-" *She opened her free arm, causing Karol to quickly run into it.*

 

Nathan: "A dancer or not, we shouldn't keep this child with us."

 

Karol: "I'ma-, I'ma man!" *He sniffed and pouted with a sad-filled frown.*

 

Nathan: *He ignored Karol and started to walk up the stairs.* "You think we should try and meet them up there?"

 

Luna: "Meet who up where?" *She grunted in confusion.*

 

Destiny: "Yeu?"

 

Rachael: "We're meant to be waiting for them near the entrance?"

 

Nathan: "If they're up on the third level, we'd have to pass them if they aren't already waiting for us."

 

Luna: "True."

 

Rachael: "Alright, let's do that."

 

Luna: *She yawned and rolled her eyes.* "I'm startin' to get bored, aye."

 

Nathan: "You're not from this world, how are you bored?"

 

Luna: "Ain't my fault your personalities are borin' as shit."

 

Nathan: "Hmph." *He frowned and started to walk faster.*

 

Rachael: *She pulled Karol closer to her, watching women holding umbrellas gracefully step down the stairs.* "I hope the others found the place to sign up easily."

 

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Lezard: "Twortz, Trevour and the luxurious Lezard waited in this horrible line for centuries-"

 

Old Woman: "Next." *Her voice echoed in the hallway.*

 

Lezard: *He watched the person in front of him walk towards the long desk, revealing they were first in the line.* "Jinkies! Told you two it'll be fast."

 

Twortz: "You were the one complaining how long we would have to wait."

 

Lezard: "Me? Never!"

 

Trevour: "Oh, but I do recall you doing this, sir."

 

Old Woman: "Next."

 

Lezard: "Yay!" *He giggled and skipped towards the desk, causing Twortz and Trevour to awkwardly follow him.*

 

Old Woman: "Are all three of you registering?"

 

Trevour: "Yes, my lady."

 

Lezard: "Your lady? Naww, are you two a couple?"

 

Old Woman: "I don't have time for this." *She slightly lowered the paperwork, implying she wasn't impressed.*

 

Twortz: "Excuse our unprofessional acquaintance, we also have three others signing up."

 

Old Woman: "Yes.. That makes six participants?"

 

Twortz: "Yes, thank you."

 

Old Woman: "Here are your numbers. Your names and the other participants please?"

 

Lezard: "Lezard!" *He giggled.*

 

Old Woman: "Last name?"

 

Lezard: "Oh? Esteed."

 

Twortz: "Twortz Montana." *She spoke in a professional-like manner.*

 

Trevour: "Trevour Meister."

 

Old Woman: "And the others?" *She finished writing their names on a sheet of paper.*

 

Trevour: "I.. Don't know their last names?"

 

Twortz: "Rachael Taylor."

 

Old Woman: "Yes?"

 

Twortz: "Luna Lighten." (Although, I don't see what use she could be.)

 

Old Woman: "And lastly?"

 

Lezard: "Jinkies! What's Nathan's last name?"

 

Trevour: "And, Nathan Brails."

 

Twortz: "How?"

 

Trevour: "The interrogation.. I know." *He mumbled under his breath so only Twortz and Lezard could hear.*

 

Old Woman: "This time tomorrow, the Reality Marble will be active."

 

Twortz: "Where?"

 

Old Woman: "Here? This must be your first time." *She slid a bunch of cards across the table with different numbers on them.*

 

Twortz: "Yes." *She quickly glanced at the cards, focusing her attention back to the old woman.*

 

Old Woman: "In this room, all participants will meet here. You will be prompted what to do after."

 

Trevour: "What about those who aren't entering, but just watching?"

 

Twortz: (Good question-)

 

Old Woman: "They also meet here, but will automatically enter a different Reality Marble."

 

Twortz: "I don't understand, everyone meets up here?"

 

Old Woman: "Yes."

 

Twortz: "How will they automatically enter a different place-?"

 

Lezard: "I see. It's on the cards." *He inspected one of the cards, noticing a detailed purple glyph on the back.*

 

Old Woman: "Yes." *She sounded impressed, as if not that many people knew about it.*

 

Twortz: "Fascinating."

 

Old Woman: *She looked past the party, noticing the line of people.* "Next."

 

Lezard: "That's our queue, little monsters." *He giggled and started to leave the hall.*

 

Twortz: *She slowly started to waddle after Lezard.* (He's much smarter than he lets on..)

 

Lezard: *He looked over his shoulder, staring at Trevour and Twortz with a widening smile.* "Mission complete?" *He giggled, focusing his attention back in front.*

 

Trevour: "Yes, sir. Heh heh."

 

Twortz: (They say you shouldn't really trust people who smile all the time-)

 

Trevour: "Twortz?" *He hobbled by her side, staring at Lezard's back.*

 

Twortz: *She noticed several people in the line glance at Trevour in fear and anger.* "What made you become a warrior?"

 

Trevour: "I-..?" *He sounded surprised, as if he wasn't expecting that question.*

 

Twortz: "I don't see what's so awkward about my question. Did you do something bad?"

 

Trevour: "Negative.." *He looked down, listening to his armour rattle.*

 

Twortz: "So?"

 

Trevour: "I come from a small clan of ground-based Rostical Users.. I decided to leave because I was frowned upon."

 

Twortz: "Oh? Why was that?"

 

Trevour: "I was only able to manipulate the ground when it was soft." *He spoke in disappointment, causing Twortz to look confused.*

 

Twortz: "Why do you sound upset? Surely manipulating sand or dirt is far superior to solid pillars."

 

Trevour: "I know, I know." *He suddenly walked through a warped gust of air, stepping on top of the enormous grey stairs.*

 

Twortz: "Back to my original question, why did you join the warriors, and how exactly did you do it?"

 

Trevour: "I felt the situation I was in a little temperamental, so I thought I had to do my own thing."

 

Twortz: (I see.) "And how did you join the warriors?"

 

Trevour: "Why..?"

 

Twortz: "I can't see someone just going up to this Sorrowprax and requesting to become a warrior."

 

Trevour: "Heh heh, you're very right.. I was lucky enough to ask a captain classed warrior-"

 

Lezard: *He looked over his shoulder, as half of the stairs cracked and moved like an escalator down the opposite way.* "Come on, children! I'm hungry and tired!"

 

Twortz: "How troubling.." *She hissed under her breath.*

 

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*Rachael, Nathan, Luna and Karol walked across the bridge, causing it to slightly sway.*

 

Karol: "Hey, everyfing looks different." *He giggled like a child and spread his arms, skipping onto the other side of the bridge.*

 

Nathan: "We must be close."

 

Rachael: "I'm a little excited about this race." *She spoke in excitement.*

 

Luna: "Yea, me too, aye."

 

Destiny: "Yeup."

 

Nathan: "Should you actually go?"

 

Luna: "Why shouldn't I?" *She grunted with a frown.*

 

Nathan: "Because of your eyesight."

 

Luna: "I'm fine, aye."

 

Destiny: "Yeup!"

 

Nathan: "But-"

 

Luna: "But nothin'! I won't let this stop me from doin' wat I want!"

 

Nathan: "Hah." *He smirked, causing Luna to look confused.*

 

Luna: "Wat's so funny?!"

 

Karol: "Nee hee!" *He unintentionally skipped ahead, driven by his excitement.*

 

Rachael: "Karol!" *She started to jog after Karol, ignoring the different coloured tiles on the ground.*

 

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Lezard: *He hopped off the stairs and giggled, quickly walking out of the alleyway.* "Ooo, now that the extravagant work is over, perhaps we can check out the entertainment section?!"

 

Twortz: "..."

 

Trevour: "Twortz?" *He looked at Twortz and glanced at Lezard, as if he was expecting her to respond.*

 

Twortz: *She shook her head, implying to ignore Lezard.* "Carry on."

 

Trevour: "You need to be careful what captain you ask though. Some captains have been known to kill people on sight."

 

Twortz: "Yes.." *She frowned in recollection.*

 

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Lezard: "Trust me-" *He gently lowered his arm, noticing Rachael keeping to herself.*

 

Rachael: "Who is that? Won't the snake attack her?" *She whispered to Lezard.*

 

Lezard: (I can't believe I face a captain as soon as I leave you, father monster-)

 

Rachael: "Hey?" *She looked at Lezard, waiting for his response.*

 

Lezard: "I fear that could be Nancy."

 

Rachael: "Nancy?" *She watched the snake suddenly spiral around Nancy, causing her to gasp.* (It is going to attack her-?!)

 

Lezard: *He watched Arthur slither behind Nancy, as if it was keeping watch on her surroundings.* (Having control of something so powerful.. Frightening.)

 

Nancy: "Let's see what is such a threat." *She spoke on her breath and stared at the tower in the distance with a widening smirk.*

 

Arthur: "Hssst." *He swayed his neck and slithered behind Nancy, leaving an S-shaped trail behind him from the previous Scoldrant's remains.*

 

Nancy: "Yes.." *She glanced at Arthur with a smirk, as if she could understand his hisses.* "Sending one of the top three warriors.. Whoever it is, they'll be dead before they even utter a word-"

 

Twortz: *She looked at Nancy.* "Th-Thank you-"

 

Nancy: *She paused and instantly glared at Twortz, causing Arthur to hiss for intimidation.* "You dare speak to me?"

 

Twortz: "I-I-?"

 

Lezard: "I fear, that's Nancy the feeder."

 

Rachael: "Why is she called-?"

 

Nancy: "Are you hungry, Arthur?"

 

Arthur: "Hsssst." *It slithered its tongue at Twortz, as if it was inspecting her.*

 

Rachael: "Crud." *She spoke in realisation.*

 

Nancy: *She heard the sounds of a faint siren come from the city, causing her to sigh in an annoyed-like manner.* "No feeding today, Arthur. Work calls."

 

Arthur: "Tsssskt."

 

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Twortz: "Who is the captain that can summon a large snake?"

 

Trevour: "Was the captain male or female?"

 

Twortz: "Female."

 

Trevour: (Besides Blake-, there's only one other Scoldrant User or summoner-) "Nancy."

 

Twortz: (Nancy..) *She formed a fist, as if she held a grudge.*

 

Trevour: *He stopped next to Lezard, noticing a large guild in matching colours stare him down.* "This appears to be a temperamental situation."

 

Twortz: "What has the fool got himself into now?" *She waddled up to Lezard and stood by his side, glancing at the guild members.*

 

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Luna: "Nah, oi! Wat's so funny?" *She grunted at Nathan.*

 

Nathan: "Not letting it stop you? I can't tell if that's respectable or stupid." *He unintentionally smiled at Luna.*

 

Luna: *She looked surprised by Nathan's smile and started to blush, causing Nathan to blush.* "Ahh.. Funny comin' from you, aye."

 

Nathan: *He stopped and faced Luna, looking confused.* "What is that supposed to mean?"

 

Luna: "You bein' stupid and callin' me stupid."

 

Nathan: "Ha ha, don't like being called a dummy?"

 

Luna: "I ain't stupid!" *She stepped forward, glaring at Nathan with growing anger.*

 

Nathan: "And how was I being stupid?"

 

Luna: "Pssht!"

 

Nathan: "Wow, real mature."

 

Luna: "Don't throw the mature card, it shits me off, aye."

 

Nathan: "If it isn't the first time you heard that card, maybe it might mean something?"

 

Luna: "Gah, get over yourself, aye-"

 

Rachael: "Guys!" *She shouted out, catching Nathan and Luna's attention.*

 

Nathan: *He quickly looked towards the sounds of Rachael's voice.* "Sounds like trouble."

 

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*Lezard, Twortz, Trevour, Karol and Rachael clustered together, staring off an opposing guild.*

 

Rachael: "What's happening here?"

 

Lezard: *He looked to his side, smiling at Rachael.* "Razzypoo."

 

Twortz: "Apparently these gentlemen find it hilarious to pick on people's appearances."

 

Man A: "There's also women in the guild, fatty." *He looked at Rachael, implying Twortz wasn't a woman.*

 

Twortz: "..."

 

Karol: "At leest she isn't fat on the inside!"

 

Man B: "Hohoho, little kid told you who's boss." *He grunted to his guild member.*

 

Man A: "Why, I'll teach you, kid!-" *He stepped forward, causing Nathan and Rachael to step in front of Karol.*

 

Karol: "Waichael? Nafan?"

 

Man A: "Who's kid is that?"

 

Trevour: "I don't believe that concerns you, sir?"

 

Man C: "Warrior scum!"

 

Luna: "Aha, look at these dickwads!" *She grunted, storming up to the party for support.*

 

Destiny: "Yeup!"

 

Man A: "Dick wads?" *He chuckled in disbelief, glancing at the men and women in his guild.*

 

Rachael: "What's your problem, dude?"

 

Woman A: "Like, dude?"

 

Woman B: "Tee hee. What a manly acting woman!"

 

Luna: "Aha, you wanna pay-out looks? You actually look like a man, Helga!"

 

Woman B: "Helga?"

 

Luna: "Need some help waxin' that hairy chest and back of yours, sugar tits?"

 

Nathan: *He discreetly smiled at Luna.* (She's so wild..)

 

Man A: "We failed our guild's mission-"

 

Woman B: "Don't bother explaining it to them." *She hissed.*

 

Man B: "I need a few drinks."

 

Man A: "These dirty lamps are in the way."

 

Lezard: "Ouchies! Morale has been dropped!" *He squealed, shaking his bottom to each side.*

 

Luna: "Boohoo, you failed your mission, have a cry, aye."

 

Woman A: "You don't know what it means to fail a request!"

 

Twortz: (I have no intention of this, this childish guild business.) *She sighed.*

 

Rachael: "How hard would being in a guild be?"

 

Man B and C: "Hard!"

 

Woman A and B: "You have no idea!"

 

Man A: *He pointed at Lezard with a frown.* "We call your weird friend some names, and then-" *He pointed around the entire party.* "Your whole party comes to the rescue."

 

Trevour: "Isn't that what it means to be in a guild, sir?"

 

Man B: "You're a warrior, you couldn't possibly understand!"

 

Karol: "Then, what does it meen?"

 

Man A: "We all don't have a home."

 

Woman A: "We've lost it one way or another."

 

Karol: (They all dhon't have a home..?) *He silently kept to himself.*

 

Lezard: (They don't...) *He looked slightly sad.*

 

Twortz: "How exactly is this our problem?"

 

Nathan: (Cold.) *He glanced at Twortz before focusing his attention back to the guild members.*

 

Rachael: *She looked at the wooden building, watching the four flags flap in the non-existent wind.* (So, a guild seems to be more than a club-)

 

Man A: "You see those flags?! Our guild will one day be on those pedestals!"

 

Trevour: "So those flags represent guilds?"

 

Woman B: "He doesn't know anything."

 

Man C: "Of course!" *He growled at Trevour in disgust.* "Those are the four strongest guilds across the land!"

 

Man B: "The Blazing Trio-"

 

Man A: "The Seraphic Sunders, the only guild with two members."

 

Man C: "The Black Brigade."

 

Trevour: (You're joking!)

 

Luna: "The Black Buggers? Ain't them the same people we encountered?"

 

Woman B: "And The Seaside Bandits."

 

Man A: "Let's get a drink!" *He shouted and rudely pushed through the party, staggering down an alleyway.*

 

Karol: *He watched the five-member guild stagger out of his sight.* (A guild.. A place for people with no homes..)

 

Lezard: "Well, they were friendly people, bwarharh."

 

Luna: "Um?" *She raised an eyebrow at Lezard.*

 

Rachael: *She lowered her arms and relaxed, glancing at Twortz.* "Twortz, you need to collect your clothes from the store, it's all bought."

 

Twortz: "Then why?"

 

Luna: "Some crazy cross-dressin' Asian wannabe said so."

 

Nathan: "A man shouldn't act like that." *He sighed to himself.*

 

Twortz: "How inconvenient.."

 

Trevour: "I'll escort you, Twortz."

 

Lezard: *He stretched and wiggled his bottom.* "Now that our heroes are back together, why don't we all rest at the Inn?"

 

Nathan: "In the castle?"

 

Lezard: "Yuppers!"

 

Rachael: "We'll meet you inside?" *She spoke as if they were about to part ways.*

 

Twortz: "Obviously." *She cupped her hands behind her back and readied to leave.*

 

Luna: "Shouldn't someone who's actually been to the store escort you, Twotters?"

 

Twortz: "I'm quite aware of the advantages, Lighten."

 

Luna: "Ooo, my last name, watch out-"

 

Twortz: "We will meet you in the castle." *She waddled around and started to leave.* "Come, Trevour."

 

Trevour: "R-Right-" *He glanced at Rachael and at the party.* "I'll see you all shortly." *He smiled and quickly hobbled after Twortz.*

 

Luna: *Her sketch-like vision suddenly blurred, causing her to instantly focus on Destiny.* "H-Huh?"

 

Destiny: "Yeu... Eup."

 

Rachael: "Luna?"

 

Luna: "I think Destiny's tired.." *She started to sway, as if she was losing balance.*

 

Lezard: "Well, I wanted to pay a visit to the entertainment areas around here-" *He looked down, placing his hand on Karol's head.* "But I didn't want to exclude poor little Karol here."

 

Karol: "Huh?"

 

Lezard: "Maybe Karol and Luna could get some rest together, while we check out the area furthermore?" *He looked at Nathan and Rachael, as if he was waiting for their response.*

 

Karol: "But I'm not tired-"

 

Luna: "And I don't need to be babied around, aye."

 

Nathan: "Ha ha-"

 

Luna: "Shuddup!-"

 

Rachael: "Both of you go already." *She sighed on her breath, causing Karol to comply.*

 

Luna: "Pssht, you think I'd be so easily fooled?"

 

Lezard: "But Loonamotto!-"

 

Luna: "Don't motto me!"

 

Nathan: "Give it more attention they said, it'll be fun they said." *He grunted in a deep voice and turned around, placing his hands on his head.*

 

Luna: "Oh, a comedian, aye? Pssht, wateva." *She frowned and glanced at Karol before stepping away.*

 

Destiny: "Yeueu."

 

Luna: (Man, I'm feelin' hell tired though..)

 

Karol: "See yoohs shoon." *He smiled at the party with a childish grin.*

 

Rachael: *She watched Luna and Karol leave.* "What just happened?"

 

Lezard: "Character development?"

 

Nathan: "No."

 

Lezard: "A pointless and dramatic scene?"

 

Nathan: "No-, wait? Yes."

 

Lezard: "Yay me! I was right-"

 

Rachael: "Come on, let's talk like normal people and head to the entertainment area!"

 

Lezard: "Yay!"

 

Nathan: *He smiled in agreement.* (It's a great place to unwind.)

 

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*Twortz and Trevour walked into the store, instantly noticing Kane.*

 

Kane: "Welcome-"

 

Twortz: "We are here for the clothing you failed to supply my acquaintances."

 

Trevour: "Acquaintances? You mean friends?"

 

Twortz: "Yes, indeed, sure.."

 

Kane: "How do I know you are the-?"

 

Twortz: "Are we seriously discussing this question? How unprofessional in itself, the sheer fact you could not sell products to potential paying clients-"

 

Kane: "But I did-"

 

Twortz: "Regardless of your sale, boosting customer morale is vital for business. It's one of the key factors in having your business potentially go viral."

 

Trevour: (She talks like a captain-)

 

Twortz: "Now, give me what I came here for and I'll be on my way!"

 

Kane: "R-Right!" *He stuttered in fear and quickly bent under the counter, wrapping up a larger blouse for Twortz.*

 

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Karol: "It's colder insyde the kastle." *He walked into an empty room, staring at six vacant beds.*

 

Luna: "Just be quiet and we'll get along fine, aye."

 

Karol: "You're weally gwumpy when you're tyred."

 

Luna: *She reached towards the bed, allowing Destiny to hop off her shoulder and down her arm.* "Shh.."

 

Destiny: *She hopped onto the bed and made her way next to the pillow, slowly curling up into a tiny fur ball.* "Yuee..."

 

Karol: *He stretched with a cute moan and crawled on top of the bed, lying on his belly.* (Good night, mummy, daddy..)

 

Luna: (Wonder wat the mother and doofy brother are up to?) *She rolled onto her side and hugged Destiny, listening to her purr before falling asleep.*

 

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*Rachael, Lezard and Nathan walked into a casino, club-like area, listening to a loud beat.*

 

Lezard: "Oooo, these tunes get the old bones flowing." *He shook his bottom to the beat.*

 

Rachael: "Hehe." *She smirked and started to rock her head, noticing a row of Rosterology consoles.* "They're like the casino slot machines."

 

Nathan: "The kasino?"

 

Rachael: *She shook her head.* "Just things from my world."

 

Lezard: "Let's keep looking around-" *He started to hobble to the entrance and opened the door, causing natural light to fill the area.* "I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to mess about after this race."

 

Nathan: "I'll stay here for a bit." *He went to sit down on the Rosterology console.*

 

Lezard: "Ooo, a gambler!"

 

Nathan: "Don't give me a title!"

 

Lezard: "Ooo, a non-gambling gambler?"

 

Nathan: "Lezard-"

 

Rachael: "We'll see you at the castle too!" *She smirked with an upbeat attitude and grabbed Lezard's hand before leaving the area.*

 

Nathan: *He placed his hand on the side of the console, causing the slots to activate.* (What will I do once I get Luna access to the research logs?)

 

*Nathan thought to himself and watched different images of glyphs appear on the screen, causing him to touch the console again.*

 

Nathan: (What about my goal to finding the location to this yellow-eyed disease?) *He shook his head and continued to touch the console, causing the glyphic slots to move again.*

 

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Lezard: "Lezard and Rachael embarked on another adventure to the-" *He hummed the last word, as he was wondering where he was going.* "To The Black Trade!"

 

Rachael: "What's that?"

 

Lezard: "It's like a twenty-four seven market, a market that sells forbidden items."

 

Rachael: (Pretty much like a black market.. As the name states-)

 

Lezard: "It's a succulent place to window shop, bwarharh." *He laughed out loud and hobbled down an alleyway, watching a black door highlight with white dots due to his presence.*

 

Rachael: "Hehe."

 

Lezard: "Now-" *He hobbled up to the door and placed his hand on one of the dots, causing it to turn green.*

 

Rachael: "What are you-?"

 

Lezard: "This-" *He ran his hand towards another dot, causing it to turn green.* "And-"

 

*Lezard ran his hand across the door and connected several other dots, causing a loud lock to click.*

 

Rachael: (It's similar to an unlocking screen on one of Melinda's mobile phones.)

 

Lezard: "There we go." *He smiled and waved his hand inside, implying for Rachael to step forward.* "Ladies, please."

 

Rachael: "Then go on then?" *She spoke in a playful manner.*

 

Lezard: "Bwarharh, thankies!" *He giggled and skipped through the door, causing it to make a vsssht-like sound.*

 

Rachael: (Walking through objects will probably be something I'll never get used to-) *She nodded her head and stepped through the door, causing it to make the same noise.*

 

Lezard: "And here we are, Razzypoo." *He smiled and waved his hand across a massive isle with markets on each side.*

 

Rachael: "Wow-" *She looked up, noticing the sky was completely black.* "It's like it's night."

 

Lezard: "Apparently it makes the environment more comfortable for deals or trades."

 

Rachael: "This place does seem cool." *She smirked to herself and started to walk down the isle, noticing a four-eyed lizard-like man selling different types of frogs.*

 

Lizard-faced Man: "Gert yrour frorgs, harlf prirce!"

 

Rachael: "Fair enough." *She continued to walk down the aisle.*

 

Lezard: *He hobbled by Rachael's side, noticing a small insect-like man selling glowing pots.*

 

Insect-like Man: "Wee-Warh, get your RPG bag inspired pots, wee-warh! Store items limitlessly!"

 

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Twortz: *She kept focus on the castle.* "Please excuse the abundance of questions, I just find the warrior system very fascinating."

 

Trevour: "Heh heh. No dramas at all, Twortz."

 

Twortz: "Excellent-"

 

?????: "Sqar-reeeh!"

 

Twortz: "What on Earth-?!" *She quickly glanced to the side, noticing a large grey ostrich.* "It's twice the size of me-?"

 

*A man wearing a cowboy hat staggered towards Twortz and Trevour.*

 

Trevour: "Sir?" *He shuffled in front of Twortz in a protective-like manner.*

 

Man: "I hereby own a Scoldrant ray-anch." *He adjusted his cowboy hat, chewing on some gum.*

 

Twortz: "That ostrich is a Scoldrant?"

 

Man and Trevour: "Ostruch?"

 

Twortz: "Ostrich."

 

Man: "My Scoldrants are the be-yast transportation on the-ese la-yands."

 

Twortz: "So, you expect people to ride these things?"

 

Man: "Why-?" *He looked over his shoulder, watching the Scoldrant peck at a tin of seeds.* "Ye-eys?"

 

Twortz: "I see.."

 

Man: "I travel from ta-own to ci-tee, my ray-anch is very popul-ar."

 

Trevour: "I've heard of people like you. Using Scoldrants for everyday life. You must be a Scoldrant User?"

 

Man: "Nawl." *He shook his head.* "Just got a dist-yant cous-een blood-line."

 

Twortz: "Excuse me? I can't understand a thing you're saying."

 

Trevour: "He's not a Scoldrant User, but got a little bloodline abilities in his veins."

 

Man: "Yee-harh." *He nodded his head, as if Trevour was correct.*

 

Twortz: "How you got that out of him beats me." *She shook her head at herself.*

 

Man: "We'll be he-ere for another two da-ays."

 

Trevour: "I've wanted to ride a Scoldrant for a long time. I think it would be fun."

 

Twortz: "I'll take it into consideration, thank you." *She spoke as if she didn't care and continued to waddle towards the castle.*

 

Trevour: "Many thanks, my kind sir, heh heh." *He smiled in respect and started to hobble after Twortz, causing his armour to rattle.*

 

Twortz: "If my body clock is still working, it should be nearing nightfall now."

 

Trevour: *He looked up, nodding his head.* "Yes, Twortz. They say this city never sleeps due to its consistent clear blue sky."

 

Twortz: "Wouldn't that get annoying?" *She walked across the grass, keeping her focus on the castle.*

 

Trevour: "I'm sure each house would have something to counteract it."

 

Twortz: "Regardless, I am tired. Feel free to do what you wish." *She walked through the castle's doors without waiting for Trevour's response.*

 

Trevour: *He watched the door ripple where Twortz stepped in before following her.* (I have plenty of time to explore the rest of the city. I'm quite beat up myself.)

 

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*Lezard and Rachael stood outside the black door, stretching in a tired-like manner.*

 

Lezard: "Razzypoo and Lezardypoo sighed with fatigue from a long and exhausting day-" *He paused to stretch in a different position.* "And after an amazingly succulent search through The Black Trade. Now it's time for some shut eye!"

 

Rachael: *She smiled at Lezard.* (I'm actually not that tired..)

 

Lezard: "Off to dreamland!" *He pointed at his head and giggled.*

 

Rachael: "You're a funny one, Lezard."

 

Lezard: "Naw, thankies!"

 

Rachael: "Hehe, come on then."

 

Lezard: "Yay." *He clapped his hands and suddenly yawned, lowering his usual chirpy self.*

 

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*Metallic scratches echoed from the empty Hall of Oats, followed by frail moans of pain.*

 

Zazark: "Fufufu." *He stood at the long table and chuckled, staring at bright red smear marks on the white ground around him.*

 

Old Woman: "No-" *She coughed out blood and looked down, staring at a metallic pole in her chest.*

 

Zazark: "Don't struggle, it'll hurt more." *He watched several dead people sit in awkward positions along the massive table.*

 

Old Woman: "Why?"

 

Zazark: "It's my mission, fufufufufu." *He turned around, cracking his head to each side.* "Thanks for signing me up in the race."

 

Old Woman: "Grey's warriors-"

 

Zazark: "Won't even know, right? This Spacial Funnel gets locked so no people can change or cheat The Agoura Marbles, right?"

 

Old Woman: "How did you-?"

 

Zazark: "I'm from around here." *He started to walk away, leaving behind bloody footprints.* "Nobody will know until after the race is done.. But by then-"

 

Old Woman: "It will be too late.." *She coughed out more blood and suddenly collapsed, causing the metallic pole to support her body at an awkward angle.*

 

Zazark: "Next stop, The Agoura Marbles, fufufufu." *He flashstepped, causing a faint buzzing sound to loudly echo in the empty hallways.*