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Jorrin didn't know what he had expected to find as he followed the eerie trail of light blue energy. Maybe it was a stray Astral, though he hoped it wasn't that. If it did turn out to be the former, he'd assess if it was friendly or not. If it was a peaceful spirit, he'd ask it questions about...

Generally wandering the city now, Jorrin tried to ignore that feeling in his gut. The feeling that being here, was a bad idea. He always got that feeling whenever he ventured into most populated areas. Too many people around him. Too many opportunities to get pick-pocketed, randomly stabbed or...

(Swaying those hips huh?)

Jorrin was not use to crowds. Having lived with only three people for nearly all his life, he had little experiences with the "big city" and typically went out of his way to avoid them, only going when he had to, or Azrial urged him to do so, either to buy supplies he didn't wish to waste time...

@Knight Nate (Four individual statues fam.)

Guys let's wait for those who haven't posted to do so before responding.

You do not have to introduce your character yet. You can choose what scene you want to bring them in. April, 6, 1497 Medorian Plaza Medoria. A definitive power in the continent of Harion, Medoria is one of four kingdoms that set the stage for the journey our six...destined heroes? No, that...

Spirits. The ethereal realm. Power. Bonds. In this world, these are the only things that matter. Kings and Queens squabble for power and property, waging never-ending wars with vast armies. At the forefront of these forces are the Ethereal Mages. People born bonded to an Astral spirit, able to...

Rolan nodded and crossed his arms over his powerful chest, closing his eyes in thought. "You're like me. All about speed and agility. The thing is, you shouldn't run from stronger opponents. Enemies that are that much stronger then you are normally slower. That's what we take advantage of...

"That's yes, Alpha. From now on, I am not only your Alpha, but your commander. In time, you will be my right hand man and I'll look to you for the most important of tasks. By accepting this, you have agreed to a rite of passage only an Alpha can pass down. You will be my omega." Dominance and...

Watching his mate leave, Rolan felt a deep love swell up in him like it always did when she left his side. If he ever lost her, he'd lose himself. She was his world, as cheesy as that might sound. Next to his pack, she was the most important thing to him. Trotting over to Eden, Rolan shifted...

His tail wagged, much out of his control. Rolan let himself enjoy her hand for a moment more before butting it away, a playful growl rumbling in his chest. He absolutely loved when she petted him and wolf form, even though he didn't want to admit it. "Don't worry, Eden. In fact, I approve...

Rolan trotted into view, a sheen of sweating giving his fur a glossy appearance. He ran his eyes over everyone, subconsciously accounting for all of his pack members. His eyes stopped on the new face, glancing at her vulpine ears before shrugging and bounding over to his mate. He nuzzled her...

Rolan liked his morning jogs. Truly, he did. It kept his already muscular physique in tip top shape and kept his reflexes sharp as he blurred through the the forest, sidestepping massive tree trunks and leaping over fallen logs, letting his paws carry him wear they may. Or at least that's how it...