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§evenŧh ¢iŧy
Records: Most populated world -- mostly a trade place where money is on everyone's mind. All the basic needs can be met here with a little bit of green.



Єchδs δf Дn¢ienŧs
Records: The oldest of all the worlds. Was orginally the main world before Seventh City was founded. Now is left to people lost in greek culture who enforce ancient laws and customs. Also has become fans of the idea of Roman Gladiators, if you with for some fun or money, get ready to fight.



ľffs
Records: Mostly seen as an empty planet with very little vegitation or population. Old beasts arise once in a while that are found precious to hunters. In all, if you with for a quiet time and are able to fend for yourself, this is the place to go.



Šılveѓ Яeпeages
Records: Not a place many people like to live in, unless they enjoy to live in simplicity and fending for their life from the cold. This is by far the most cold inhabited planet yet discovered. Cheif elders rule over the planet and enforce old tribual laws, although they like to keep their customs and culture secret.


Łeveгaւ
Records: Also called The Seas. It is a planet covered in water, excluding a small bit of land. People here have adapted ways to live under water and have been able to implant gills. With it being such a beautiful country, many visitors love to come and take a look. To allow people to see their undewater utopica they have created numerous glass tunnels and chamber rooms filled with air under the water.

Username:x Second Setback x
Name: Ivori O'Ryan
Age: 17
Birthday: March 4
Gender: female
Sexual Orientation: straight
Height: 5'6
Eye Color: blue

Class: Paladin
Weapon: Double sided sythe with black lines carved into it's handle. Usually weilded with one hand and spun at her side before swung
Armor: Heavy black armour rimmed with red. She also has long sheild wrapped around her left arm with thick leather bindings. The shield has a large red 'x' etched into the middle of the black steel with other random lines sketched into. Also lined with red. Due to the weight of the armour and shield, Ivori moves rather slowly. But on the other hand, the armor makes it very difficult for an attack to harm her.

Personality: Ivori prefers silence over sound anyday, unless it's music. Rarely does she ever talk as she tries to understand and explain through movement and visual aids.
Although Ivori may seem cold and unattached, there's a soft spot in her heart for protecting others. Least that's her interpretation for the reason why she enjoys bashing things with her shield. In all, Ivori's a quiet young girl who now has a hard time feeling any remorse or compassion due to becoming a victum...
_______________________________________________________Abilities/Techniques:
Tremor: For someone so small, Ivori can become quite agressive. When faced against a small group of enemies, she attacks in bulk with multiple heavy slashes and is able to knock back the invading troup. However because of the great weight of her armour, it takes a long time between each slash.
Sheild Bash: Slugs enemies with her sheild, creating the possiblity of stunning her target.
Flash of Steel: Ivori slashs enemies three feet in front of her.
Nurse: Slightly heals an ally or herself at close range.
Cover: She takes the damage of party members for a limited time.
Sentinel: Ivori increases her defense when she lifts her shield above her head.
Overdrive: Ivy Ori Reels: Ivori's speed doubles and her sythe breaks into two pieces. Weilding one blade in each hand, she deals a number of slashes to the enemies before her stamina wears out and she looses half her health.
World of Origin: Seventh City
Lost Fragment: sorrow.





Username:x Second Setback x
Name: Eric DeGray
Age: 19
Birthday: Nov 11
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Height: 5'9
Eye Color: Purple

Class: Bard
Weapon: A light harp made of silver wood. It has an angel figure head carved into the front. It was a memoir of his mother.
Armor: Next to none. Since Eric is only around for support, he almost never faces any enemies, so for his own comfort Eric wears just a simple black well-fit shirt and a black ball cap.

Personality:
Somewhat goofy, Eric enjoys just hanging about. He took up the job of a Bard to explore the world and meet new people through his music. He enjoys being with people completely different than himself: cold and quiet people. He has a theory that all those people need are to meet someone like him to get them out of their shell. Eric's biggest pet peeve is being called a 'cheerleader', although he is seen most of the time cheering on his team and creating little chants for them.





_______________________________________________________Magic/Abilities/Techniques/Summons:

Angel Song: When Eric sings this song, the angel on his harp glows a light green and one character on his team is healed completely.
Rousing Melody: This upbeat song raises the speed of his entire company.
Battle Chant: Although it's not completely classified as a song, Eric chants and cheers a character on to increase their strength.
Magickal Refrain: Only one line long, when Eric sings this it enchances the magical ablility of one character.
Nameless Song: A calm song, done completely in a unknown language. When sung, it provides holy protection for two people in his party.
Last Song: A sooth slow song which can revive a character. When done, the revived character has only half their life. This can only be done when a character of his team has been declared 'dead' for a while.

Overdrive: Song of Survival: When Eric sings the song of survival, he increases the attack of all his team mates. His song stops after a few mintues and Eric immediantly falls asleep.

World of Origin: Echos of Anicents
Lost Fragment: anger.





Username: Hypno-G
Name: Marco Niestroth
Age: 21
Birthday: April 19th
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Height: 6'0"
Eye Color: Hazel

Class: Dragoon
Weapon: Long-bladed spear with a worn, dirty cloth wrapped around the base of the blade. The pole stands at six feet and the blade adds another foot and a half. There is also his small wyvern, Nith, though not considered a weapon to Marco, that fight with him with both combat and support breathes.
Armor: No helmet, prefers not to wear it. Dusty grey light plate armor though some parts are missing in order to maximize maneuverability. His armor is scratched and scarred due to his profession as a hunter.
Personality: Marco is a friendly, very likable kind of guy. At least to most people. If his life had taught him anything it was that life was a terrible thing to go through grumpy and sad. Another thing thing life on I'ffs had taught him was to use his head more than his strength, making him a level-headed and strategic fighter. However, he can't seem to feel anything when he looks upon scenes that are magnificent or beautiful.
_______________________________________________________Abilities/Techniques:
Marco______________________________________________
◊ Wyvern Roar - Channeling a wyvern's spirit in order to release a roar which demoralizes the enemy and bolsters Nith's morale.
◊ Crescent Sweep - Slashes any enemies within a semi-circle area.
◊ Jump - Marco jumps high into the air above an enemy before bring his spear down upon them causing significant damage.
◊ Leg Sweep - Swings weapon at one's legs to trip; stunning them.
◊ Crippling Strike - A thrust targeting shoulder or elbow to reduce combat effectiveness with a chance to disable.
◊ Spirit Link - Sacrifices health in order to heal wyvern, Nith.
Nith______________________________________________
◊ Flame Breath - Inflicts Fire damage on target.
◊ Healing Breath - Heals target by a small portion.
Both______________________________________________
◊ Overdrive: Dragon Comet - Marco and Nith jump into the air. Nith creates a fireball which Marco intercepts with spear before bringing it down upon an enemy creating an explosion, causing significant damage to both the enemy and Marco.

World of Origin: I'ffs
Lost Fragment: Wonder










Username: Kwarren7
Name: Shine Warner
Age: 16
Birthday: June 5
Gender: female
Sexual Orientation: straight
Height: 5'3
Eye Color: deep purple

Class: Dancer
Weapon: a small silver dagger with a deep navy handle, she only uses it if absolutely nessecary
Armor: None, It gets in the way of her dancing
Personality: Shine is flirty and alluring in her dance. In person she tends to be a little more on the serious and sarcastic side. Until she gets to know who she's with Shine will be quiet and distant. Shine is pretty fun to be around once one gets to know her usually peppering her conversations with funny sarcasm without being cruel.
_______________________________________________________Abilities/Techniques:
Draining Samba: When Shine dances this dance the opposing team member's MP is drained
Divine Waltz: Shine can cure one member near her, but this drains her and she will only be able to use daggers after this.
Spectral Jig: When this careful dance is performed the party will be hidden from enemies if they are completely quiet. This will last as long as Shine dances.

World of Origin: Levera
Lost Fragment: Joy








Username: QueenPixieStick
Name: Isabella Renee' GioVanco
Age: 19
Birthday: February 24
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Height: 5'4''
Eye Color: Auburn

Class: White Mage
Weapon: A very tall, white staff carved from ivory. Delicate lines of red swirl in patterns along the handle, while at the very top it curves slightly like a hook. A small, silver bell dangles from the end of the 'hook', suspended by a pale, pink satin ribbon. Isabella also carries a small, but incredibly sharp dagger tucked away inside her dress, hidden in a pocket on the inner material. The dagger is a common one, nothing special. The staff was made by her uncle, who had raised her as a white mage since she was nine-years-old.
Armor: Isabella does not enjoy wearing armor. If she has to, she will put on a long, white Mage's robe, and have the hood hanging over her eyes a bit. But..usually, she is dressed in her normal attire, as she believes nothing can hurt her.
Personality: A quiet, gentle soul, Isabella could be looked at as a person who doesn't like to be social. However, it is just that she never will approach a person on her own, unless she absolutely has to for some reason. Innocent, and seemingly fragile, she is actually very strong for her looks and silent persona. She is clever for her age, and tries to be sweet and kind, no matter how rude a person may act.
_______________________________________________________Abilities/Techniques:
Benediction: Isabella is able to restore a very large amount of health to all members within her party, as well as cure any status ailments.
Devotion: She will sacrifice some of her health in order to increase the MP of a party member.
Matyr: Sacrifices her health to give a party member HP double the amount Bella gives up.
Shell: Enhances Bella's defence against magic.
Jab: When all fails, Isabella will pull out the dagger hidden beneath her dress, and lunge at her opponent.
Haste: Speeds up the amount of time it takes to cast a spell, or take a turn.
Slow: Slows down the amount of time it takes an opponent to take their turn, or attack.
Raise: Revives a party member from KO.
Protectra: Greatly enhances Bella's defense.

World of Origin: Silver Reneages
Lost Fragment: Fear






Username: xDaishox
Name: Kaiji Saito
Age: 20
Birthday: March 26th
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Height: 6'2"
Eye Color: Champagne

Class: Blue Mage
Weapon: Two Curved Blades: both have a black hilt with a small golden tassel that hangs from the ends of each. The blades are ornately shaped but otherwise normal looking. The hilts are covered with a protective tape for better grip.
Blue Magic
Armor: Kaiji wears minimal amour and usually under his clothes. It's more of a thick padding than armour but it would protect him against a multitude of sword attacks. It is made of a tough material that is hard to rip, and it absorbs a lot of impact but only up to a certain point. This is only used mainly around his body, however he does have metal enforced gloves that covers from his forearm and hand completely (minus his fingers).
Personality: Kaiji is pretty easy going, especially after he lost his anticipation. He used to take a great joy in waiting for the good things in life to happen, but now that said emotion has disappeared it left him feeling like it had taken some of his joy with it. He no longer felt excited to see anyone, to battle anything, or even to eat. His personality tends to get him distracted with a lot of things as he enjoys some things people overlook - the carvings on a hilt of a sword or the contrast of colours between the grass and the sky. When in battle however he tends to be quite focused on the task at hand. He is often seen as apathetic after becoming a victim, also giving him the appearance of being carefree, but these are all just the effects of his lost anticipation.
_______________________________________________________Abilities/Techniques:
Acquire: Once an enemy had been felled, Kaiji can master any of the spells the creature or being once knew. He can only use so many spells at a time though.
Plasma Charge: Covers the body with small electrical spikes. Deals a bit of lightning damage to whoever successfully hits him.
Fury: (short range) A quick attack that unleashes multiple slashes on an opponent - this however causes less damage than a regular attack, but has a higher chance of hitting the opponent.
Cleave: (short range) Delivers a strong strike with his blades to a vital part on the body. Causes the most damage out of his weapon's attacks.
Blitz: (long/short range) Delivers a lightning based attack on an opponent. Could potentially stun them for a few moments.
Elemental Attack: (medium/long range) A ball of a random element appears and is short at an opponent. This can not be used close range or the element will effect the creator as well.
Overdrive - Storm: (long/short range) Unleashes an electrical storm accompanied with high winds and potentially mini tornados upon opponents on the field. It is very hard to control however and may end up effecting one of his allies. After this is used he cannot use his magic for at least a day (depending on how long the storm is sustained or how large an area it encompassed). Also he needs a recovery period of at least half a minute before he can move again. During this time he is completely vulnerable.

World of Origin: Seventh City
Lost Fragment: Anticipation





Username:beckithewatermage
Name: Snow Hammerbolt
Age: 19
Birthday: 14th April
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Height: 5'3''
Eye Color: Green

Class: Corsair
Weapon: Two Pistols
Armor: Hardened leather clothing
Personality: Snow was always a hardy individual to begin with. She knows how to show people who is boss, and will not take any nonsense from anybody. Whereas this used to often be done in good spirits, with her optimism gone, it seems that her façade seems just a little bit too.. empty.
_______________________________________________________Abilities/Techniques:
Lucky Shot - Deals damage to a random enemy, for a random amount of damage
Favourable Winds - Speeds the party's actions
Sea Shanty - raises Luck of the party
Jolly Roger - Chance to poison or curse the enemy upon attack
Quick remedy - The chosen party member drinks a random bottle of drink. This restores their health by a great amount, but causes a random status
Overdrive: Aces High - A card appears below each participant on the battlefield. When flipped, the higher the card means the better the damage inflicted upon the enemy/status or health boost for the party member, the lower, the higher chance of aiding the enemy and hurting her comrades. Snow will only use this in desperate situations, as she cannot be sure of the effect.
World of Origin: Levera
Lost Fragment: Hope/Optimism



Username: His Royal Dudeness Dude
Name: Rin Frykcs
Age: 27
Birthday: Dec 21
Gender: M
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Height: 6'5
Eye Color: Gold

Class: Summoner
Weapon: Mephisto's reaping- A long seven foot sickle with a gothic guilded cross shaped blade. The length is made of black obsidian with white runes running down its length. Leather is wrapped beneath the heavy hardened black diamond pommel and a foot under the blade for a better grip. The blade extends three feet for both of the crosses arms and four for the top crest of the cross. The bottom runs four feet with the obsidian staff acting as it's heavy core. The weapon is exceptionally heavy and it's use is only possible from extreme training and guidance with the weapon.

~Weapon increases Rin's attack and summoning ability greatly.

Armor: Rin wears light mithril bracer's on both of his forearms. He wears a red and black series of leather straps along his chest for protection along with a light crimson sleeveless wrap over top of the leather. On his legs are light loose black flowing pants tucked into mithril boots that match his bracers
Personality: Rin is sarcastic and slightly abusive in his behavior. He enjoys making jokes in most situations he's in though they may be at other's expense. He is blunt and to the point on almost everything and he will let you know it. Overall a very simple person who doesn't suffer much disrespect without a consequence short behind it.
_______________________________________________________Abilities/Techniques:
Astral Flow: Rin channels his powers through his body and into his Summon. This increases his summons overall stats as well as unlocking his Summons Overdrive attack. Rin cannot move while performing this move.
Sacrificial Siphon: Rin siphons off mp and hp from his summons to himself.
Puppetmaster's Siphon: This move requires Rin to attack an enemy directly. This move will do minimal damage on the initial hit, but will then begin to drain hp into whoever Rin has summoned.
Summon:This move summons one of Rin's three summons

______Summons:


Avarice: This beast is primarily a heavy attack Summon, dealing massive amounts of non elemental damage at a time.

__Abilities:
Retribution: Avarice returns whatever damage he has been dealt since being summon x2.
Pain: Has a high chance of causing instant death to a single enemy when cast.
Desolation: Hits all enemies while casting slow upon impact.

Overdrive: Oblivion
Attacks all enemies multiple times with heavy non elemental attacks. Once this move is performed the summon will retreat.




Pride: This Summon is primarily a heavily defensive creature with massive amounts of health and very high defense. Unfortunately, this summon has very low speed.

__Abilities:
Sentinel: This makes Pride the only attackable target within the party as he uses his massive body to shield them from harm.
Shield This move absorbs any physical or magical attacks for a short time
Reactionary Energy: Pride will take whatever damage he has been given for that one turn and deal half of the equivalent damage to one enemy.

Overdrive: The Price of Pride
This move uses all of the summons remaining health to deal damage of an equal amount to all enemies.


Jester: This Summon can do no actual damage outside of his overdrive skill. He is primarily used to either buff the group or sabotage an enemy group.

__Abilities:
Ridicule: Jester causes the enemies attack strength to decrease.
Standing Ovation: Jester raises the attack and defense for the party.
Stutter Step: Causes all of the enemies physical attacks to miss for a short period of time.

Overdrive: Jester's Crown
Casts blind, poison, slow, and silence on the enemy group while casting regen, shell, protect, and haste on the user's party.

World of Origin: I'ffs
Lost Fragment: Sympathy






Username: Psychotic Blasphemy
Name: Amory Fallon Bane; it means "loved one", which suits her perfectly.
Age: 21
Birthday: April 10
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Height: 5'5"
Eye Color: It changes from time to time, due to light; mostly gray or blue.

Class: Beastmaster
Weapon: Amory carries a small dagger in a decadent sheath, loosely attached to a sash tied around her waist. The steel blade is a mere 6 inches long; less than one inch wide. It`s distinct slender characteristics allows the dagger to be carried virtually anywhere, without bulging out or showing creases in clothes. It is crooked, in an irregular way, which maximizes the damage done to those victim to it`s blow. The very center on the blade is hollowed out. The crevice inside is filled with a thin, blood-red liquid which is a mix of various noxious poisons, including the fatal venom of the Indian Krait, the second most deadly snake of all.
The handle is crafted from gold, which causes the dagger to be slightly heavy, but nonetheless easy to carry. It is thicker than the blade, of course, but not by any significant amount. Ornate red designs adorn the hilt, adding a sense of elegance to such a deadly weapon.
Armor: Amory uses little armor for protection; she relies on her agility to dodge attacks - though she does carry a simple shield and occasionally dresses herself in light armor. Armor usually stops her from moving around and being flexible, so she prefers simple (coincidentally revealing) clothing.
Personality: Though she seems like a loving person, Amory has trouble making any sort of relationship stronger than friendship. She is kind and caring, which draws attention to her in many ways, though she doesn`t understand those interested in her or their feelings. She has broken hearts in the past, due to her inability to love... though men still adore her.
She can be a bit protective of people, even strangers - as long as they seem innocent. She always puts other`s life before hers. She can read people`s faces easily as well, and can tell which specific emotions they are feeling - unless it`s love. The emotion confuses her, and she often mistakes it for anger, jealousy, nervousness... anything that love can cause. Just by looking at their face and the subtle things they do, she can guess what kind of person they are: caring, dangerous, etc. Though sometimes she`s wrong, of course.
_______________________________________________________Abilities/Techniques:
Charm: Amory charms an animal into trusting her; thus allowing it to be used in battle.
Reward: Restores the animal`s HP.
Call Beast: Basically what the title says: Amory calls an animal to fight by her side.
Tame: Allows beasts to be tamed easily.
Feral Howl: Inflicts terror to the target, making it immobile

Tamed Beasts:
Cerberus: A strange three-headed east which spews toxic flames.
Monoceros: A large beast that resembles a horse, with a large horn on the head. The monoceros wields the power of lightning.
Behemoth: Terrifyingly huge, these monsters have the ability to carry weapons and armor with them, though, judging by the size of their muscles, they wont need them much.

World of Origin: Echoes of Ancients
Lost Fragment: Passion







Username: xXSilentWingsXx
Name: Circe Silver Riddle
Age: Eighteen
Birthday: August 17
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Height: 5'5
Eye Color: Lavender

Class: Puppetmaster
Weapon: A Life-Size Puppet with a scythe, but she carries twins swords with her.
Armor: Circe does not like to use heavy armor, she would usually wear sleeveless top with shorts, elbow high fingerless gloves, knee high boots, and a cloak over it all.
Personality: Circe is the silent type and will talk from her puppet. She is the kind type to people, but to enemies, she is as cold as ice. She wonders when she sees people smiling and laughing. All she feels is sadness and despair. She is distant to others and will keep them at bay when needed. She never gets jokes or sarcasm, she takes things very seriously. She only sees the downside of things and never the good side.
_______________________________________________________Abilities/Techniques:
Illusionist Veil: Lucia protects herself by using an illusion to keep the enemies at bay.
Delusion Euthanasia: Lucia makes the enemy sees delusions and she makes her puppet kill the enemy without there being any pain.
Dreamer Reaper: Lucia sends the enemy into a dream and makes the dream destroy the enemy.
Midnight Influence: Lucia swallows the enemy into the darkness and influences the enemy to join her side.
Executor Possession: Lucia takes control of the enemy's body and makes the enemy kill himself.
Overwhelming Dream: Lucia sends the enemy into a horrible dream and makes the enemy crumble into insanity.

Overdrive - Execution Illusionist: Lucia sends the person into an illusion and makes the illusion swallow him up into despair.

World of Origin: I'ffs
Lost Fragment: Happiness

The Prologue...

In Shattered Vein...

łvorī Ø'Ryaη

With misformed shadows sprawled across the walls and the eeri silence of the dark, a young girl had found herself. Her heart sank in emptiness as the cold eyes stared to the passing stars. The mind echoed the wishes she had made so many months. Ivori knew these hopes were in vain, but that hadn't stopped her. Maybe her childlike faith was to blame, or simply the wish to find hope, but something kept her up to cast her unyeilding hopes onto the stars.

The chill of night crept upon the wordless girl. It's touch taking hold of the tips of her toes before rising to meet the small on her back. Ivori tried to surpress the urge to react, but soon she found herself defeated as her body shivered. The breath escaping from her mouth wavered with each quick shake while her fisted hands had been brought before her chest. She awaited for the chill to pass and with a some time, it did.


The paladin dared herself to pull her icy glare from her covented window. Her eyes met with a familiar site, her armor. The red rimed metal shell lay scattered on the ground. The small dings and scratchs that whispered tales of old battles seemed to fit well in such a dark changing light. A slow movement began in her hand as it lifted itself from the protected spot near the torso and started to tend towards the suit.

But something had brought the hand to a hault. Following a slow but steady beat, the room was painted in red as the light flashed before returning to dark, and once again gave its red gift of light and disapeared. Without hesitation, Ivori shifted her attention to the new interest. Between each overpowerful flash, the paladin had managed to catch a glimps this new object through the window. The symbol of Seventh City was painted on this near satilite that hung in the black sky.

'We're... here?' Ivori asked silently. She knew the unwelcoming signal very well. It was the warning that they had reached her home planet, Seventh City. A cold, money-obsessed planet which had been nicknamed 'The Trade'.

Her blue eyes couldn't help watch the planet in the distance. Whatever had to be done here, she hoped it would start the real story of her life...

In Seventh City...

łvorī Ø'Ryaη

The heels of her armour dragged along the rock covered road as Ivori entered this world that was so familiar to her. 'We're here,' the words echoed in her head as if she had just yelled them into a never-ending cave. This place was filled with memories she found it hard not to feel empty again, yet calmly, Ivori tried to push the thoughts from her mind. She'd deal with her emotional issues later, after the job was done. For now, they were to search for some clues.

The blacks of her eyes scanned the area. The streets were packed with people, all of which seemed to pay no attention to the fully-armour clad girl. Their minds on the topic of how to get money and rid themselves of it. The air rang of their ceaseless voices as they begged and bargened prices. Even their feet could not remain silent as hundreds of shoes scraped against the street. In response, Ivori clenched her fists and furrowed her brow. She hated excessive sound.

Strangly enough, a short crippled man had appeared before Ivori. He smiled a very toothless smile that was framed by a fringy white beard. He had a claw hand that looked painful as he tightly grasped onto the top of a stick, which Ivori assumed to be his cain. "Hello there, missy." His voice sounded dry. Ivori bowed her head in response, she was never one for words with a stranger. As soon as she had responded, the man began a coughing fit. Clawing at his heart, the old man struggled forward as the coughing continued.With one more large hack, the man fell forward. His eyes straight emotionlessly, as if life had left him.

Out of her sense of duty to help, Ivori bowed onto one knee to try to help him. Finding that the paladin had fallen into his trap, he darted his hand at her side. A short but noticable ding rang as his bone bashed the heavy plated armour. Still, the man seemed happy with his action and sprun to his feet. The hand that had hit her side the man held tightly clenched before he galloped away. His voice calling out a cry of success with proud statements such as, "Look who's getting dinner tonight!" Ivori pulled her hand to the side the she had just been attacked on. It seemed that the small bag that had been set there was gone. Yet, the girl couldn't help but smile. The bag he had stolen had been used to store band-aids. "Silly man."

After rising to her feet and pushing her foot out before her, Ivori began to move forward. The plates of her armour clicked with every step. Another think rose to her mind and the paladin stopped. Her eyes had wandered to see behind her. She had hoped that her comrades had left the ship yet and were not far behind.

The Seventh City was loud. It wasn't easy to block it out. Shine frowned as she walked. She was in ballet shoes and a light pink dress. It flowed as she walked draping her as though she was dancing. She didn't like the ship anymore than she liked the city but at least it was quiet there. Shine was from the quiet water planet of Levera. It was beautiful and quiet. She missed it and she missed how she used to feel there.

Shine kept walking looking for something, anything that showed promise. She saw a club with a sign saying it was looking for entertainment. She walked up to the door and peered in, it didn't give her the best feeling, but then again nothing really did anymore. Shine paused and then heard something. She turned and saw two people from the ship. She tilted her head as she tried to remember their names.

Shine pushed her long blonde hair behind her ears and approached them. The boy had a harp. Maybe he could help her. If only she could remember his name.

"Hello there. That's a lovely harp. Would you be willing to play for me?"

Shine smiled at him and took in his dark hair and his appearance. His name returned to her. Eric, Eric DeGray and the girl next to him was Ivori. She never talked much, not that Shine could say anything, she didn't talk much either. She hoped that he would play. Shine was a dancer and a skilled one at that. She wanted to make some money while they were here. Dancing on a street corner didn't sound like it would make much money, but when Shine danced, she made money.

In Seventh City...

Єriĉ ĐeƓraγ


Eric spun on his heel to meet eyes with the person who had asked. He blinked twice after he set his purple eyes upon hers. "Um..." Bitting his bottom lip, the young man turned his attention to Ivori one last time. He couldn't even see her face with all her armor, so he felt it safe to let her be for a while. Another day he'll get her to talk, another day soon.

His eyes took a slow moment to change their target from the black and red body of metal to the soft image of a girl in a light pink dress. "Oh. Yeah. No problem." He answered with a silly grin on his face. Hunching his shoulder forward, he swung his weapon back into his hands. The silver wood felt so comfortable in his hands, as if it was always meant to be there. Sliding his thumb back and forth on the harp's side, he began to ponder what he should play. "Well, what do you wanna hear, Shine?" His head tilted to the side as he offered a warm smile, "I hope something happy. Everyone loves being happy." Playfully, he began to tug on the strings to release soft notes from the harp. They came rythmaticaly and disapeared as soon as they were sounded.

Soon enough he got so caught up in the song that he had forgotten his question and had already began his little show. His stance was wider than normal, holding his head low as he played. Staying up because of the band it was attached to, the harp sat in the middle of both his hands, as each finger pulled and released its silver strings.

The song had a joyful tune to it. It's pace was quick and captivating. Not to say that everyone was interested. Most passed him by without any recognition that he had been playing. Few would take a quick look before returning to their own interest of their money; however, this didn't bug Eric in the least. He barly noticed when he got caught up in his music, so he continued to play.

The tune could be recognized as his 'Rousing Melody', a song usually meant to raise the speed of his company. At the moment he was a company of one, so only a small glow rose from his harp. It enough to make his fingers quicken their pace and widen his smile.

He was stopped dead in his tracks when the oldest member of their group had joined. His face turned glum as the man's response. Eric would have been angry if he still knew how. But for now he would swing his harp back in place and sulk for a while.

((OOC; I gotta go for half an hour. I will be replying with Ivori afterwards))