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Ana pulled her cloak around herself, before bringing her hand back up to Roth's shoulder. People passed on either side, surprisingly close given the fact that there was a huge direbat in the middle of the road. The pair was either getting to the strange end of town, or those passing hoped that ignoring them would be the best way to prevent a bat from chomping down onto them. She hoped that it was the latter rather than the former. With any luck, if there really were others roaming around this town looking for other outsiders, a giant bat and a cloaked figure would stick out from the crowd of burnt, gutted, distorted bodies that roamed past t

Ana ran through the Grim Forest, roughly shoving past trees and bushes alike. She stumbled over roots, her usually careful and nimble feet made clumsy in her frantic haste. Thunder roared in the distance, a bright flash of light outlining the clouds ahead through the pelting rain. She felt fear- someone else's fear- and it was pulling her into the northern half of the forest. Mira was in danger, that much she knew. Her companions were only supposed to have gone fishing, with the eagle along for the trip as a way of contacting the druid if something horrible emerged from the nearby forest. But instead, despite the promises that they had made

Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god- Sarah had never held onto anything more tightly in her life. Her arms grew numb as she clung to Roth's leg, the only thing that convinced her that she wasn't falling. Because her eyes were screwed shut. She bit her lip until it hurt, trying to keep her mind off of the huge fall that was surely beneath her, and also to hold back Ana's lecture. That would wait until she was firmly on the ground, and didn't have to worry about how if the two characters felt like it, they could drop their hitch-hiker. That would not end well. Their only lead was gone... Or, if not gone, at least incredibly mad at them. Grant

"Ana, do we really have time for this?" Sarah stood with her hands shoved deep into her kangaroo pocket, watching Ana murmur over the hoof of a horse. "He said it would be five hours," she continued with a frown. "Think of the other places that we could find in that time, or the people we could meet and talk to. I don't know if it's worth just a bit of information that that creepy dude promised us." Honestly, she was unsure whether the guy would even return. She didn't like the look of him, and he laughed way too much. And way too creepily. He was the type of guy that ended up being the villain in Disney cartoons. Ana was knelt next to Bel

Sarah was antsy when Death kicked her out of the truck in the outskirts of Nothing. Despite his claims, she wasn't entirely sure that this wasn't some elaborate way to kill her off. His name was Death, after all. Maybe the unnervingly sterile laboratory was doing some nefarious research into creating an army of undead. The ram-man researcher employed her didn't reassure her any as he waved her down the hallway impatiently. (Wait, isn't a 'Coroner' someone who dissects murdered people?) She desperately ran every possibility through her head, ruling out nothing that sprang to mind. What she hadn't even considered, though, was to find that her

Cold fronts weren't unusual in the mountains, Sarah knew that, but man did some of them suck. She shrugged her hoodie tighter, shoving her hands deep into the pockets. It wasn't that she disliked the cold, she just wished that the weather would stay constant for awhile. Going from eighty degrees down to forty-three and back up to seventy-two in a matter of days was a bit much. At least, tomorrow was supposed to be seventy-two tomorrow. God knows what it was actually going to be. A thick layer of morning fog had settled over the streets, cloaking buildings and turning cars into will-o'-the-wisps that snuck up the hill before disappearing dow

--BASICS-- Name: Roth Age: 10-15 Sex: Male Race: Dire bat --APPEARANCE-- Height: 4’7” at the shoulder Weight:  210lbs Build: Very muscular, built for flight and taking down large prey Skin: Dark brown and leathery Fur: Tan, covering most of his torso and head, though leaving his wings exposed Eyes: Tiny and black Other defining features: A pair of huge wings, nearly 17’ wingspan --PERSONALITY-- Overview: Much more relaxed than the druid that he is bonded with, Roth is the balance that Ana needs. He rolls with the punches without getting worked up, and the occasional prank is not something he’s against.

--BASICS-- Name: Anesyaviel “Ana” Gwavir Age: 27 Sex: Female Race: Half-elf --APPEARANCE-- Height: 5’6” Weight: 135lbs Build: Long-limbed and slender, nimble Skin: Pale, despite being very outdoorsy Hair: Black, cut to the shoulder Eyes: Green Other defining features:  Scars from punctures and scratches on her right arm, from predatory birds Clothing: Modest green clothing under functional hide armor, a long and dark hooded cloak, thick leather boots, nothing made of metal --PERSONALITY-- Overview:  She's suffered with shyness with new people but feels she's gotten over it (though it's r

--BASICS-- Name: Sarah Age: 21 Sex: Female Race: Human --APPEARANCE-- Height: 5’7” Weight: Average Build: Wimpy, almost sickly Skin: Pale Hair: Red, cut in wavy curls just shy of the shoulder Eyes: Hazel Other defining features: Acne scarring, large nose Clothing: Mom jeans, white running shoes, a boring sea-green t-shirt, a gray Sipsco hoodie, thin blue glasses --PERSONALITY-- Overview: She’s prone to a strange mixture of apathy and perfectionism. While she doesn’t always care about the things she must do, if even a slight bit of care is involved then it must be absolutely perfect. She gets defensive

"'Stop sulking about and go do something productive, like observing.'" The colors took on a green tint, until they burst in an angry red. "Productive, my tail." Azure stormed through the halls, tail whipping furiously as she dodged spiderbots left and right. They seemed to be the only thing in the hallways, save for the occasional alien worker as they hustled about to prepare for the competitors' return- but they disappeared before she could even identify a species. "Observe who?" she demanded of the distant Viridian. "The spiderbots? The dustbunnies? There's no one here!" Azure rolled her eyes, whirling around a corner in such a temper tha