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Kiyuki glanced at Astraia beginning to look her over. "I know what you are." She turned away from her as she stretched her own wings. Letting them vanish almost as quickly as they appeared. "I havent seen another Dragon in ages."

The girl who had called herself Kiyuki looked over at Astraia and started to talk to her as she looked her over. It was interesting to know that this person knew what a dragon was and wondered if there was more of her kind in other worlds? Astraia still did not understand the concept of there being other worlds then hers but ever since this strange phenomenon happened she must believe it to be true. The girl refereed to herself as being a dragon but did she not just say she was an experimentation? Astraia did not know what the meaning of that word was and wondered if that was what their species of Dragons were called or something.

Astraia did not know what to say back to the girl. Was she suppose to say it was nice to meet her as well? Or comment on her sad past that she just got done saying? Astraia just simply nodded at her and looked away still keeping to herself since she did not understand what to say in this sort of situation.

Jae-San witnessing this smirked. He walked up to Astraia and introduced himself in a calm and collect manner. "Greetings, my name is Jae-San and who might you be." As cold as Jae-San was he knew better than to disrespect Draconic Royalty.

Kiyuki Tilted her head. "Its just odd. From where I am from. Every last dragon in existance is dead. They consider me to be the last. Rather I'd prefer to call myself a new breed. As the dragon they used to'Create me' was also nothing more than a test subject, and is long dead now. But I know he is still alive in me. For I cannot consume human food. Only blood and flesh. Thankfully I only need to eat a few times a month." She smirked leaning back. "Lets hope that doesnt bother anyone here. Although there is a 2% chance that if I were to drain someone of their blood, they'd die and arise with some of my power flowing through their veins."((It would be best if you read her bio and PM'd me with any questions))

A tall man who had dark brown hair and the same color eyes as his hair walked up to her. He was way taller then Astraia like way taller... She never liked how short she was but that did not mean she was a kid at all. She was indeed an adult and most likely way older then him. As the man walked up to her he introduced himself to her. This game was named Jae-San and he seemed like he was interested into her. Astraia answered the man but did not offer her hand out to him and was very wary of him.

"My name is Astraia", she said in a soft sounding tone like she was trying to whisper. She really was not here to make friends she just wanted to restore balance to her world and go home.

"Nice to meet you" he replied. With a calculating gaze he asked about the kinds of music there was in her realm. As a guardian of music in itself. He was genuinely interested in the knowledge of that subject.

(sorry for late post, been playing Magicka 2)

The mage stopped looking at the scrolls scattered on the floor, and turned to the group. "You are all here either because you heard my message and wanted to try to stop this tragedy, or you accidentally walked through one of the portals I created. As you know, these "rifts" or rips between dimensions, time, and space have been causing a whole lot of trouble. They constantly spew dark energies like wind, capable of turning anything near it into a dark and rotting version of itself. ...But, the good news is, I have found a solution to all of this. Due to me looking through old lore and legends, I have managed to come across the old Tale of The Keepers of The Old Ages. These Keepers, are supposed to have created the very existence of Magic, Thaumaturgy, Battle, Knowledge, Advancement, Alchemy, and other such things of that nature...... You all need to kill them. You need to kill them because they supposedly are the source of these rifts and dark energy, for the old tales say ever since the invention of Technology, many peoples of the dimensions used their ways less and less, until they eventually were forgotten all together. After that, the tale says that they seek the destruction of technology, science, and all of the dimensions because they were forgotten. So... you need to kill them... All of them."

(I feel we. Need to organize this somehow)

The boy cracked his knuckles, listening in on the other's conversations. He made mental notes of what they all were and smiled. He then looked outside, and noticed that it was still very foggy and snowy. Sighing, he turned back to his partners. Maybe that wasn't the right term, new friends? He shook his head, trying to think of something to call them. He had a puzzled look, and seemed like he was thinking hard, although it was just basic stuff, that even a child could think of easily. Deciding to come up with something later, Kyle got closer to the group.

Suddenly, he heard the mage speak, and this excited him to no end. "These guys created battle?! Boy, they must be tough! When can we get started?!" He asked excitedly, readily taking it upon himself to help bring down these Keepers. Kyle stopped when he heard the word kill "Kill them? I mean, they're bad guys, so I guess it'd be okay. I've seen the damage they caused to all these innocent people. That's unforgivable." Kyle announced, trying to amp himself up, which worked a bit. "Is there anything we should know, Invisible One?" The boy asked, tightening his bandana interested process of his question, his baggy clothes wrinkling in some parts.

"The Keepers are supposedly God-Like beings. Every one of them is said to be the embodiment of the thing they have created." He turns and looks toward Kyle. "The only you should know is that they are probably going to put up a very good fight... Now let me finish preparing the portal to their realm..." He takes out from his robes a stone with glowing symbols on it, some sort of glowing root, a large tooth, and a chunk of gold. He throws into the sphere, where they dissapear. The sphere then shrinks to a fraction of it's size. "...I don't think it was supposed to do that."

Jae-San was starting to get annoyed. So far he was unable to get enough information from this mage and this kyle guy is asking for none of the details. As a guardian this was infuriating. He stood back and watch the guy who asked all the questions. He felt like leaving and handling the problem on his own, hell if he knew their location he could've gone and slaughtered those old immortals in silence. The only thing that was stopping him was the fact that the geezers could tire him out and defeat him if they grouped up. He needed this group of people whether he liked it or not, and boy did he not like it. Looking around he found a darkened area and decide to stay hidden. He jumped into the shadows and watched knowing that none had seen him. Conjuring a chair. He pulled out some flint and started sharpening his scythe while watching from the shadows.

Kyle noticed the Jae-San guy going into a corner, but he acted like he didn't notice. He wondered what was up with that guy. Kyle turned his attention back to the old man "God-like huh? At least they're not full-fledged gods, right?" Kyle asked with a slight laugh. "I'm excited, I just hope they're as strong as you say they are." He shook out his right arm and grinned. He thought about the task at hand, and that it was going to be dangerous. They had to be stopped, but Kyle still wanted his fight, which was kind of selfish of him. Kyle snapped out his thoughts and looked at the sphere "Then, what was it supposed to do?" Kyle attempted to poke the sphere, and was very close to touching it.

(where the heck did the others go? kinda need the rest of them for the next part.)

(Maybe everyone's doing something else.
Isn't it Thanksgiving today anyways? (If you're from Canada))

(Wait Canada has thanksgiving today?)

Oop: I got lost several pages back.

(Yeah, it's weird. I'm not sure why either though.)

Oop: I assume Canada's thanks giving occurred earlier than ours.

(Interesting well.... Can I take this time to explain my character?)