I looked out teh door, and slumped my shoulders. "I just healed the man, do you think that he could keep me from worrying about him dying for at least five minutes?!" I said to nobody in particular, and then rubbed my temples. I shook my head.
"He won't let me help him to fight, but..." I turned to Nero and Jakub. "When he is finished, take him straight to me. Even if you have to knock him unconscious to do it. If e's dead, then...I don't know." I left immediately, leaving them no time to argue, and went to the living room. I sat in a chair, and let my head fall back.
"Holy crap." I said, in the tone of a declaration. "I swear, if he does this one more time, I'll just..." I sighed and leaned forwards, holding my head in my hands. I then pointed a hand at the open door.
"That man is literally draining the magic and healing out of me. I wouldn't be surprised if he unintentionally killed me."

Tiram sheathed his blade and struck Rezzira across the face with his left hand, "Your allies do not come to your aid, just go to your knees and allow me to end your life." Rezzira fell backwards slamming his head onto the ground, and continued to look up at the towering mass that was Tiram, who drew his Axe, "Now Rezzira, I will gain glory in the eyes of ---" he stuttered as Rezzira jumped up and thrust his blade into the chestplate of Tiram, the chestplate cracked, the blade piercing his body, Tiram coughed and slammed his Axe down on Rezzira's blade, knocking it loose from his hands. At least I got something Rezzira thought to himself, he immediatly drew his backup blade and continued fighting of Tiram's assaults, now Axe against Blade.. Rezzira sidestepped and thrust his blade into Tirams chest yet again, small traces of blood came out from the wound. "Rezzira, I admire you as a fighter, but you cannot hurt me enough to make me surrender." He slammed his axe down upon Rezzira, who sidestepped and cut Tiram's hand once again, Tiram threw his axe into a tree and drew one of his Swords once again, The two clashed blades and Tiram struck Rezzira in the side of the head once again. He stumbled backwards and fell to the ground again.

"Pfft." Jakub backed away from the door. "like saying goes, Lady. You want something done, you do it yourself." He took an apple from a large bowl of fruit and leaned on the wall. "Besides.." He spoke with his mouth full. "What kinda Archer can use magic? Seems pretty farfetched to me..." Nero watched the match intently as Rezzira was smacked to the ground. As Tiram rose his blade for the final blow it was struck from his hand. "Fire!" Nore stood in the doorway;His arm thrust toward the man. "As long as you remain on OUR territory you'll not kill OUR allies!" jakub raised an eyebrow. So the kids really has matured since I left...who knew?

Name: Demi
Appearance: Colors; Her eyes, Which only change when she relaxes or uses magic. Her hair, normally being worn to around four inches below her shoulders. Unlike most, she doesn't wear the hood most of the time. Usual dress is the classic Druid robes that you usualy see, but in complete black instead with This color on the trims, signs, and other things on it as well.
In form she's more of a weak litle girl in oversized robes than anything else. She can run and get around a bit, not have to take too many breaks and doesn't tire easily, but thats about it. She bruises and cuts easily, and would be an easy kill, if it weren't for her magic. She is about thirteen to fiffteen years of age, and for the most part doesn't differ too much physically from that type.
Personality Tidbit: Fun-loving and cheery, surprisingly open about things, even for what seems to be her young age. The key is, tune her words out and listen for what she doesn't say.
Items: Not very much at all, just some of the more mundane things like food and water. A small crystal that blinks in and out of existence every now and again is sometimes there too. Some precious personal objects and a small handful of coins. ((She actually has a lot, but doesn't let it on.)) There are other, secret things, but those aren't of much concern.....
Species: Human
Class: Summoner?
Background: There was a time when her life was peaceful, but even them she had dreams of power. But, there was no way to get it in the state things were, and with her power. But, a good while back her village was attacked by a bunch of really organized bandits. Sure, some heros moved in and saved the day, but not before the criminals could secure some prizes and a few in all escaped. punishment to steal another day. And that is how at the age of seven she came to be a servant-girl to a group of traveling marauders.
These were specialists, not the ordinary thugs you see pillaging places all the time. They prided themselves on their work, and always got a lot of new recruits, for the type of work they did anyway, but they preferred to call them "cannonfodder". These people were the ones to be caught while the small, actual crew made off with the goods. They would do their own work too, but the real big jobs normally involved putting someone else on the line. Anyway, Demi continued her studies while captured, unbeknownst to them. The year and a half she spent as their servant gave her a real good idea of how basic economics worked, because she just happened to be there during all their deals, scams, transactions, and so on. But she felt enough as enough and there had to be a way to get these guys caught.
A year and a few close calls to getting caught along with them almost being killed later, she finally managed to get away from them one night during a getaway. As a bonus, she made off with most of their gold, quite a hefty sum. Usesfull thing for a ten year old to have when she's all alone, no idea where she is or where her family is, can't even remember the name of the empire she hails from and has no effective past and wild but kind of crazy dreams. So, she's spent the last four or so years wandering about, taking advantage of all the chaos with various schemes to aquire money to survive. She has a vast store, but she expects to have to use it for something in the future and wants to save it up regardless. Nethertheless, her true love is her magic, and her ambitions drive her to practice it and attempt to get better at every chance she can.
((Thats enough for now I guess, probablly more later....))

Abilities: The ones of a basic caster of black magic, only she doesn't use the books to do them, instead she uses nothing at all. There is a crystal that will appear and float when she casts, and while it does seem to be important, its not nesessarily thought to be nessessary. She is very inproficent at healing, but if the situation came to it.... and she had the time, she could a tiny bit. Main magic is dark, looks a lot like flux but nobody really knows for sure. Something about her spells always seems, off.....
The summoning, you would only really see from her in a tight spot, or when she's in practice.....

Tiram looked over to the mage again, "I suppose I'll have to take the both of your lives on the battlefield then." He lifted his sword and sheathed it, then pulled his axe from the tree and walked away calling out, "Consider yourself lucky Rezzira, next time your little friends won't be able to help you." Rezzira stayed on the ground, sheathing his blade. "You wait till I crack his armor to stop the fight?" He coughed heavily blood seeping from wounds both new and old. He forced himself up and lifted the Wo Dao, "Ill be on the roof..maybe there I can get some training in without gettin killed." He began slowly walking toward the doors.

I walked over to Rinae.
"About what you said earlier," I said "It wasn't your fault. I choose to freeze him, and I deserve to take the consequences, not you."

I watched as Rezzira went to the roof.

"He nearly dies in a battle, and he still wants to train?" I said to myself "The guy's a moron."

Raz heard the dragonkin."He's not a moron,he's a fighter like me." He turned to Rezzira."I'm Raz, I saw your fight and thought I would like to spar agianst you.It would be mutual training. so what do you say?"

I looked at Jakub, trying my best not to glare.
"An archer who had magician parents, and chose Archer as a main hobby; magic is just the basics with me; I don't do complicated spells. My mentor made sure that I could heal and shoot a bow/crossbow, and use magic when out of supplies for at least a little while. I only know basic stuff, anyways." I then turned and followed Rezzira. I ran to catch up with him, and then leaned towards him.
"Just let me heal you real fast before sparring. It should make you feel a lot better, and I think I can do it right."

Half ignoring Rinae, Rezzira turned to Raz, "After a fight like Tiram..I'd just like to take some time practicing sword forms, but when I'm feeling better, I'll have to take you up on your offer." Still walking he said calmly, "Don't worry about these wounds, I have had worse while fighting in the Mad King's Games, I was forced to fight for hours on end, no rest, no time to patch my wounds, save your magic for the less experienced fighters." He ascended the stairs, slowly swinging Wo Dao in front of him. Upon reaching the top, he sat down by the edge of the roof, staring into the morning light, he soon closed his eyes and began meditating...

I sat down behind the man, purposely being stubborn, and placed a hand on his shoulder. I recited a healing spell quietly so that he could continue meditating, and then stood up. I murmured a "Your welcome." and left quietly, leaving my book of spells for him to heal with on top of my white cloak. Now clad in my pajamas, I walked through the living room, told Jakub that I would be using the room tonight; that I might switch tomorrow, and bid everyone a good night. I then walked into the room, took out my headband, and fell asleep.

"Rinae's got the right idea," I said "I'm going to bed."

I went into my room, took off my cape, got into bed, and fell asleep.

Weird, I had to fight 30 opponents without rest in a row as training. we hhave a lot in common,creepy.Raz laid down on the floor."Night,people."

((You're in, sorry for the wait.))

Jakub glared int he direction of his room. "Hmph...pushy little wench, isn't she..." He shook his head and walked out to see if the soldier from before was still there. "Nero, I miss anything?" "He just left..." Nero sighed as he followed Jakub back inside, both of them passing Vice without a second glance. Jakub went to to his room and tried to open the door. He tried to open it to find it locked. "Yeah...that's right...." He turned around and kicked the wall before walking into a seperate room. Nero went to his room and placed his tome back on the shelf with his others. He sighed as he flung himself on the bed.

Vice looked around. "Rezzira's on the roof...Rinae, Xaviar and Raz are sleeping...and Jakub and Nero can take care of themselves I suppose. Oh well, not much else to do." He stretched and layed down, sprawled out on the long couch.

Rezzira sat in meditation, partially to calm down after failing to kill Shirn..and hardly scratching Tiram. After a few hours like this..I'll spar with Raz it will give me a safe time to test my Duel Bladed Style against an opponent with little risk involved. One eye opened, he took the time to look around and saw the cloak. Why would Rinae leave her cloak with me..and whats under it? He stretched momentarily and lifted the cloak to find the book, "Of course" he muttered, "Trying to encourage me to heal myself." He threw the cloak back onto the books, paced around the roof, and spent some time practicing his formations, both Single and Duel before returning to meditation.


Nearly half a mile away, Tiram rounds the corner and enters a shack, "He cracked my armor..the pest." A cold voice replied "But you killed him right?"
Tiram thrust his sword into the ground angrilly "No, the rest of their little team came out and checked on him..so I left before it turned to a Mercenary Brigade challenging me, I would prefer to be able to keep my eyes on Rezzira alone." The voice replied, "We have to do something, If we report that Rezzira is alive...The King would surely have our heads." Tiram pulled his sword from the ground, "Where did the other man go? I thought he was helping you." Shirn turned to face Tiram, "I don't know where he went...He's a soldier from Spira, I don't even really know the man...interesting technique though, restoring the dead, I'll have to look into it. Tiram laughed, "Your a Dark Druid, but can't revive the dead?" "Watch it." he drew his Tome, ready to attack, "I specialize in Dark Magic, not Necrotic Arts." Tiram paused, hesitant, although they are related...he knew as a Daein..Shirn would carry out his threat. "Maybe we could ask for reinforcements..or you could bring more of those creatures" he paused, "Perhaps a Dragon, or one of those troll-like cyclops', they are always a hard fight for regular soldiers." Shirn replied with a touch of anger in his voice, "The creatures are reluctant to fight during the day unless their territory is invaded, the Dragons, are next to impossible to find, and would have nearly no chance of listening to me, even with my Pendant, and as for the Cyclops', They just aren't too common around here." Tiram rose his voice in anger "At least I'm TRYING to think of a plan, you have just been sitting here waiting for me to return." Another voice responded before Shirn had the chance, "Neither of you could kill him, you both failed, stop arguing and get a plan going." The two knew this voice well, and feared the dangers this meant, "Sir, if you could provide a battalion, or maybe contact Spira's lords?" Shirn said, now calmed. The voice replied, "We cannot afford to send troops, you know that would bring attention, remember the King wants this done quietly, as for Spira, they failed too did they not, No, I believe the supplies you were given at the start are more than you deserve, Shirn, you know the way the creatures think, lure the group of them into a lair of creatures, we will see how well they survive in the open."

Meanwhile, in an area not too far from the mercenaries encampment......
The wind picked up some, and the sun rising up to the point where it broke the shade woke the girl who let herself rest in the woods without a care in the world. "Ah... That was better than I could have hoped for in a while. Maybe I should just live outside from now on......" She glanced around herself to find that while she slept, a wolf pack had came across her helpless body and tried to take a bite. Fortunately, the circle she put up did its job, and they couldn't eat her. But there was the matter of the remaining 'doggie', who was sitting and salivating at her, waiting for it to come down.
Eeek. This-this could be a problem. I could just kill it. But that seems, so barbaric. Oh well, what must be done, She flicked a bright blue spark into its chest, sinking through and violently shredded its insides. must be done! Without a word, she swept away the barrier and walked around, seeing if there was anybody around to notice her or her gifts.
Finding nobody to spy on her after a serious five minute search, she finally let herself relax. Her eyes took on a glint of a deep sapphire glow, but other than that, nothing changed in her at all. It was just that, and the tiny amounts of extra wind her movement generated. So she started walking paces around the small clearing enclosed on every side with trees, counting steps to busy her mind. "Ok, enough fooling around, down to practice!" She set up a target-hung a fruit on a string, and backed away to the other side of the clearing. Firing her little star at it, but missing and hitting a tree beyond, she nethertheless did lots of damage. Three more attempts later, and that one tree was looking beat up. She silently cursed to herself and tried one more time. This case, it went through the apple, causing it to burst..... then hit the tree again. The tree looked like it was about to fall over, and started leaning right at Demi scarily fast....
Please, don't fall over! You'll make tons of noise and..... EEEEK! Alright alright fall over, just not on me! It would have been easy for Demi to move, but she was frozen to the spot in terror and unable to move a muscle. Then, to her amazement, it stopped completely and simply lay there at a really strange angle. Demi once again able to move about walked around some more, specifically to get out of the tree's path should it decide to change its mind about crashing. Once a safe distance from its trajectory she looked back and only with it gone did she actually notice the fort it was once in the way of. "Eh?" Demi went closer and looked at it. It was curiously close and she tried to figure out how in the world she missed it. Oh my..... Demi slapped herself in the face. You really screwed up now Demi. Anybody who was on the roof would have been able to see me. But look on the bright side, its twilight so most people wouldn't be up, that doesn't look to be a military encampment, I had only started and thusly didn't get to some of the stuff I would have minded people figure out. Where's the harm, actually now that I think about it, I am running low on food and berry-picking hasn't been something I've been good at....
With a wicked smile, she ran off into the forest, only leaving the tree's ruin as a sign of her presence behind.

Vice woke up abruptly as he heard a loud crash off in the distance. He groaned as he stood up to crack his back. "Ugh...I'm too old for this..." He looked out the window to see the dark blue sky. As he patrolled the house, he could see that everyone was soung asleep, with the exception of Rinae, who had loocked her door. Possibly to keep Jakub from reclaiming his former room. Vice took hold of his blade as he walked outside, inhaling the cool, twilight air deeply. "Ahhh...its so nice out here...hard to believe there was just a slaughter." He looked over to the slew of dead bodies and frowned. "Well...better get this cleaned up..." He slumped back inside and emerged several minutes later with a shovel and began digging large graves.

I woke up as a crashing sound interrupted the silent night. Bolting out of bed, I got dressed in my white robes quickly, since I was in a relaxed mode - well, as relaxed as I could be - and ran outside.
I was greeted by the sight of Vice digging graves. "Vice..." I looked at him oddly, then understood as I saw the bodies. "Oh." I looked around.
"What was that?" I asked, and stood by him. The wind had picked up, and I realized that I had left my headband in the room. My hair began to flow freely in the breeze, and I sighed and frowned as it flew in my face.

It wasn't much of a trek up as she thought, adn in no time at all, she was at the front door. There was a whole slew of dead bodies, and memories began to flood back to her. Wait.....I was here before. I was sleeping here earlier, then these people came along and began a small scale siege so I had to run. I didn't even notice this house here, I must be losing my mind! "Ah..." Demi slipped behind a large tree just in time as someone else came outside and started enjoying the air himself. As soon as she had the courage to peek far enough out to get a good look though, he was already back inside.
Demi giggled, taking this opportunity to get closer to the house, and hid around the side. Soon enough just as she guessed, he came back out with what she assumed he forgot, a shovel. For some reason now, he was digging the graves for his foes, or were some of these his own. Well, its now or later. Might as well be now. With that she steeled herself, and walked over to where the person was. Of course Demi being inattentive as she was, and her line of sight from the corner being the way it was, didn't even notice that a second person had came onto the scene.
Demi walked over to where the man stood and smiled, trying to make herself look comforting. The wind blew at her hair, but she didn't mind. She always liked a breeze, even storm-like fury level ones, and she wouldn't put her hood on for it. "Tortuous fight, eh? So, how many of yours did you lose?" Her tone was soft and sincere, although she wondered if she meant it. Even thinking there was a chance she cared was a very good sign for someone like her though. Demi let out a deep sigh of exhaustion, though she could take a lot, she hadn't had too much in the way of sleep even tonight, and it was beginning to get to her. Not like she was going to let it show through too much though.

"These bodies...they need to be buried." He spoke as if to nobody inparticular. "If left, they'll infect the animals and people here, but if buried they'll provide the surrounding plant life with nutritious fertilizer." He stopped and leaned on the shovel. "Ironic isn't it? How heavily the end of one's life can effect the continuation of another's." He took a deep breath and began digging again. "As for the crash, I'm not quite sure. It sounded like a---" He stopped digging as an unfamiliar, yet serene voice interrupted the calm air. He turned curiously and gave the yound girl an unexpected look. "what's a young girl like you doing out here? At this time of day no less..." His eyes darted from her to Rinae and back. "We havn't lost a single life during the night."

Demi looked slightly amazed at this, not exactly sure of what to say. None.... but there are so many.... who are these people? "We've lost a lot more here than you suggest.... There had to have been at least some of them who were innocent, or just naive." Demi looked around at the bodies, and muttered what was most likely a small prayer for the dead. The smile came back onto her face and she let her attention come back to the conversation at hand. The wind died down a bit, but it only got colder because of it for some reason.
"The reason I'm up right now, well I guess you could say I'm an early riser." Yeah thats a load. I'm really a night animal who would love to sleep till noon every day, but maybe I'll get to tell him that part later. "As for why I'm out here.... Well....." Demi sort of stalled out, trying to think of what to say and whether to tell the truth, and to what extent. "I'm a traveler." Thats works. Nice and to the point, truthful, and obscenely lacking in the real details of the matter that would worry them!
Suddenly she started to feel really, really hungry. It was only now that she remembered that her last meal was two days ago, and the last time she stocked up on it was a week ago. The long running didn't help her either, so she needed something fast. She reached around in her robes to see if she had any of the bread left, but she couldn't find any at all. "Great, I'm out of food. Again." She uttered to herself under her breath quite angrily.

Vice sighed. "A traveler, eh? Well you're welcome to stay with us....for the time being. We're heading out later today though. There should be some food in the kitchen; First right once you enter. We don't have much food, but help yourself to whatever you can find. We'll be hunting for more later on." He paused. "I don't suggest hanging around here for too long..." He gave her an ominous look and went back to his burrying of the bodies. "Oh...and don't wake anyone up."

Demi let out a sigh and smiled. "Sure, I'll do that." She said as the time passed by. "I think I'll stay out here for a couple more minutes first though, quite nice out." She was about to go back to the door and have a seat, but a split second from turning enough to notice the third person, A question bubbled up inside of her that she just couldn't let go. Demi turned back to this guy, whatever his name was, and the words came out of her mouth faster that she realized she said them. "Why shouldn't I stick around here?" It didn't sound rushed, that much she still could reign in. But she hada relaxed curiosity about this part. Another giant battle? Maybe he thinks I'm too frail to handle it. While.... he wouldn't be entirely wrong on that part, I just have got to figure out how these people felled so many without losing one themselves. Each one of them must be extrodinary to pull off such a feat, espically if the army retreated instead of this being the entire army. "You think they are coming back for another go?"

Although the crash had momentarily disrupted Rezzira's deep meditation, he managed to regain himself, although the talking...just below him, had begun to bother him again. Unconciously he began to sway back and forth, until his eyes opened and he found himself somewhat off the edge, He managed to catch himself, but only as he had already fallen, holding onto the edges he yelled "Get out of the way!!" and fell to the ground coughing, luckily, however unpleasant one of the corpses broke his fall, he first looked up at Rinae, "You know, you left your book up there, someone might tamper with it." He coughed again, and tried to regain his breath, "Vice, if you need a hand with the dead, I'll be glad to give you hand." Finally, his gaze turned to Demi as he sat up, "If your lost, after I'm done with the dead I can help you get back to your village." Looking back to Vice, he said "So, did you hear that crash in the distance, I opened an eye, and saw some tree had nearly collapsed, looks like something hit it, and one other thing, what do you know about that shack about half a mile out?" He stood up, brushed himself off, and turned back to Rinae, "Fetch your book...my leg is bothering me from the fall." He worked his way over to the wall of the building and sat down agains it.

Raz lept up."I'll help,I'm a light sleeper. You need help Vice? How bout you,whatever your name is?" as he looked at the new person.

I nodded, my eyes wide, and I ran to collect my book. Instead of going in side, however, I used some areas on the outside of the building to support myself and I climbed down there.
After getting the book and my cloak, I returned, and looked at the girl, smiling pleasantly. I offered her my hand.
"Hello. My name's Rinae. If you need help with anything, from cooking to first aid, even the men, come to me." I smiled again to her, and walked to Rezzira, flipping to a page in my book. I muttered a phrase, and felt the magic work its magic on Rezzira's leg. I smiled, and stood up.
"Well, what can I say. That was pretty...foolish?" I raised my eyebrows in a teasing manner, and turned to Demi. "I'll help you settle in, if you want. I can also tell you about the others in our group."