Dunno whether ppl will join, but the overall starting idea isn`t complex, but if you have questions then shoot. If you don`t want to read too much of the stuff, that`s fine, but the general idea is that our characters form a gang and the plot kinda takes off as I direct it. Just be patient and read trough the stuff to get a grasp of the general idea.

Plot:

Water is a precious thing.

After all most of the world is desert these days, a change that has turned the power system of countries and empires upside down. In the center of the only continent, that spans a half of the world lies a large desert, ruled by the empire of Amrun, the largest nation of all, that is deeply fractured into hundreds of sheikdoms and a few sultanates. The Sheiks answer to their sultans and the national armies answer to the sultans, but ultimately they all bow to the emperor, who sits on his throne in the capitol of Hiermband.

Yet politics in the last 200 years have changed, ultimately spawning a new phenomena that has set the desert sands in a state of unease. Former militias employed by the sheiks have become legal, semi-legal and illegal paramilitary organizations known as clans. These clans are not families related by blood, but groups related by skills and power. Every clan holds dominion over a piece of the land, bigger or small, and occasionally clashes with other, but in rather minor fights. Thus a status quo has been born where the clans run and rule the land except for the major cities whom answer to the armies yet in the end the power of the clans is a terryfying thing.

People of various talents have gathered under the banners of these clans, swordsmen, brawlers, thugs, thieves, mages, spies and many more that boast on their skills to improve their standing within the clan. However soon this fragile balance is brief at best and only a spark could set it off, igniting a civil war....

Incidentally at this time a group of unlikely brigands, opportunists and travellers gathers to serve a clan...

Concepts:

Clans: Paramilitary organizations ruled by one strong leader, but divides into(usually) five or fewer tribes that are ultimately formed out of gangs. Tribal leaders and the clan leader form the council of their clan, the highest governing body. Some clans are legal and only carry out tasks for the army, according to laws, other clans are semi-legal and they are named so because their perform minor villanies yet are not a major threat. Illegal clans involve themselves in everything dark there is and are cosidered to be banned, any illegal clan member can be killed on sight by anyone without any consequences. Each clan has it`s own symbols.

Tribe: A smaller section of a clan, usually ruling over a town or an area equal to a town`s sphere of influence. Formed out of a number of gangs, who are the footsoldiers of the clans and their tribes. Each tribe has it`s own symbol.

Gang: A group of people ranging from 2 to 20(usually) that travel the deserts or patrol their own areas in search of ruins, loot, jobs or banditry. Whatever gets them paid and brings wealth to their own tribe so that they may advance one step up the ladder. Each gang has it`s own symbol.

Symbols: People usually carry symbols in different forms (on their clothing, as pendants, on their weapons or even as tattoo`s) as a mark of their clan, tribe and gang.

Rules:

1. No post of offensive content (rascism etc)
2. Don`t kill other people`s characters without permission, curious rabble you can of course slaughter
3. Try to stay with the rp, don`t worry if others post too much, your character can always be at the scene and remain at the sidelines etc.
4. No god-modding
5. Swearing, blood, and violence of course allowed, even required, but hey keep things at a reasonble line. Keep it nice and clean, well kinda.
6. No one liners, for the love of The Insane God Of Bombs In His Holy Explosive Factory In The Sky, don`t post one-liners!
7. Try to follow the plot, I kinda have it planned, but I am welcome to suggestions and changes as you come up with them.
8. No super-freaking duper powers in the start, ok? that goes in god-modding, but to specify I`d hate to see characters turning into huge demons in the very beginning.
9. Try to be original. Magic exists, technology is still pretty medieval, demons and angels are known to have existed etc(don`t over do these ok?). Supernatural abilities? Sure as long as you can somehow explain them.... different races? Nothing ridicolous.
10. Romance will be fine by me, but... ah well ( no yaio or sexual stuff either etc, lets try to keep it clean? )
11. Let`s have some fun... eh?


Characters:

The Creed Brothers: (Their name is a pun on their characteristics as they are greedy)

Brothers of questionable nature, quirky and cunning, they fight for their clan Sabbat and tribe Scythin (a reference to an indo-european tribe, Scythians) as a pair. Albeit troublesome and known for not paying their bills, they are a fierce and dangerous opponents should one cross them as there is more to their cunning nature than their characteristics.

Jago:

Name: Jago Creed
Race: Lizardman (Lizardmen appear human for the most part, but as their legend suggest they have descended from large desert lizards or at least are related to them somehow. Their skins sometimes are, for small parts, seen as scales and more notably they have forked, snake like tongues. Having reptilian eyes is an uncommon yet possible trait that hints towards a more savage natured lizardman. Otherwise they appear completely human.)
Age: 19
Appearance:



Hair: Spikey, Dark Brown, held up by his black bandanna.
Eyes: Grey

Clothing: Black pants, sandals, light brown cloak that cover his body and neck except his hands. Additionally on his cloak`s right chest there are his clan, tribe and gang symbols. Underneath the cloak he wears a simple, dark blue, sleeveless shirt.

Personality: Confident, cunning, careless, quirky and extremely greedy
Strengths: Sharp minded, nimble(quick) and balanced
Weakness: Blunt, straightforward, greedy
Weapon/s Of Choice: Large cleaving sword(like Cloud`s from FF7 but different in appearance), that`s tip is shaped like a sharks fin. On the back of the sword there are 4 large rings attached trough the sword in order to catch enemies weapons and disarm them.
Powers: Earth magic and absorbion powers(natural talent from their father)

History/Background(Same as his brothers): Jago and Kuzo were the sons of a famous merchant, who thrived on a wealthy silk business. Until Jago was 13 years old and Kuzo was 10 years old they lived a happi life until the death of their mother in an accident. This accident sent their father into a state of shock from which he awoke only to realize his business empire had collapsed in his absense.

In order to provide for his family their father, known as the serpent later on for his unsatisfiable greed and nature, turned to thievery and banditry to provide for his sons. He utilized his natural abilities to carry out his villany, but was ultimately stopped by a leader of a tribe from some clan and put on trial. He pleaded for his sons to go free and took on the death penalty thus leaving the 16 year old Jago and 13 year old Kuzo to fend for themselves.

In a short time the two brothers became somewhat famous and skilled, both in their own ways of fighting and joined a semi-legal clan in order to advance their own standing in the world.

Kuzo:

Name: Kuzo Creed
Race: Lizardman (Lizardmen appear human for the most part, but as their legend suggest they have descended from large desert lizards or at least are related to them somehow. Their skins sometimes are, for small parts, seen as scales and more notably they have forked, snake like tongues. Having reptilian eyes is an uncommon yet possible trait that hints towards a more savage natured lizardman. Otherwise they appear completely human.)
Age: 16
Appearance:



Thin, medium length, lightly muscular. Sharp features, scaled skin(in few places, hardly visible because he is covered up in cloth.)

Hair: Long, black, reach his shoulders and cover his eyes.
Eyes: Hazel, covered by hair most of the time tough.

Clothing: Black pants, sandals and heavy dark brown robes with oversized sleeves that completely hide his hands. Additionally on his robes`s right chest there are his clan, tribe and gang symbols. He also wears three of belts, one around his chest, another around his waist and a third around his left arm.

Personality: Silent, creepy, polite and extremely greedy
Strengths: Intellegent, patient and good with money.
Weakness: Physically weak (in his human form), cumbersome(in his human form), quick to anger and greedy.
Weapon/s Of Choice: Claws, fangs, tentacles of whatever beast he can transform into(thi ability however has it`s limits and he cannot transform as he likes, his abilities are more alike to copying anothers appearance).
Powers: Transformation magic and absorbion powers(natural talent from their father)

History/Background(Same as his brothers): Jago and Kuzo were the sons of a famous merchant, who thrived on a wealthy silk business. Until Jago was 13 years old and Kuzo was 10 years old they lived a happi life until the death of their mother in an accident. This accident sent their father into a state of shock from which he awoke only to realize his business empire had collapsed in his absense.

In order to provide for his family their father, known as the serpent later on for his unsatisfiable greed and nature, turned to thievery and banditry to provide for his sons. He utilized his natural abilities to carry out his villany, but was ultimately stopped by a leader of a tribe from some clan and put on trial. He pleaded for his sons to go free and took on the death penalty thus leaving the 16 year old Jago and 13 year old Kuzo to fend for themselves.

In a short time the two brothers became somewhat famous and skilled, both in their own ways of fighting and joined a semi-legal clan in order to advance their own standing in the world.

I wanna join!

Name:Kari 'Rika' Karasu

Age:20

Appearance:She looks like this,only her hair is much darker and her eyes are bright,almost electric,blue.

Race:Raven-men (They look human for the most part,except they generally have really dark or really bright eyes and wings that come out of they're backs at will are uncommon but a possible trait.)

Clothing:The robe in the picture,except it's a navy blue color and black sandals,has her clan's old symbol (a paw print) in a natural birthmark underneath her collar bone to the left and has paw prints all over a hair band that she wears when she needs to get her hair out of her face.

Personality:Rather quite at times,hyper and chatty at others.Pretty much unpredictable.Is usually polite,to people she 'likes'.

Strengths:Intelligent,low maintenance,excellent thief,eager to learn,can cook just about anything

Weaknesses:Short tempered,blunt,violent,cold,lazy.

Weapons Of Choice:Feet,punches,swords,magic,and a custom made dagger out of diamond (later on XD)

Powers:Has control over the air and of ice/water.

History/Backround/Whatever You Wanna Call It:Had a happy and fun life with her mother,father,and little brother in they're semi-legal clan before the military came and destroyed everything and everyone when she was 10,apparently some idiot did something to name them as an illegal clan,Kari had managed to get away from the fire and destruction from using her wings for the first time.She didn't know she even had that special characteristic until she needed to get away.She has been a wanderer and a thief for hire ever since,she had learned how to pick locks and disable alarms and avoid guards from a very early age whenever she wanted to go to the lake and was grounded when she was a child.

ooc| Joining! Sounds like my kind of role-play! Here are my characters:

Name: Badr Solomon
Meaning: 'Badr' = Arabic for 'full moon'; 'Solomon' = Name of a Biblical King
Gender: Female
Race: Shape-shifter, though maintains a human form for the most part.
Age: 24

Hair: Thick, dark-brown hair cut boy-short.
Eyes: Chartreuse-green; bright.
Skin: Light-tan
Build: Lanky, thin.
Tattoos/Marks: The symbol for her clan tattooed on her left shoulder-blade.

Clothing: Dresses like a man would since she finds dresses and skirts to be quite bothersome; long pants, sandals, men's shirts while covering herself in a cloak.

Personality: Strange, quiet, quick-witted, cold, calm, wise.
Strong points: Mental strength, sharp-minded, quick, mature.
Weak points: Sharp-tongue, short-tempered, too honest for her own good.
Weapons: A short-bladed dagger along with a few vials of poison hidden in her belt.
Abilities: Amateur when it comes to magic; has some control over the element of fire, but most of her talents are focused on her shape-shifting. However, this ability itself is limited to various forms of felines, possibly due to the nature of her personality.

History: Born into a legal clan made up of soldiers and masculine shape-shifters, Badr had been abandoned as a young child for being born 'female' when her mother and father, both thieves and amateur shape-shifters, had been told by a local soothsayer that'd their child would be a strong boy. Once they could no longer hide the fact that she was, indeed, a girl, they abandoned her.

Then, out of a stroke of luck, she came across a gang of the Solomon tribe and became a member of the said gang, discarding her family name for her tribe's name. Since, she's become a bit of a trickster and thief, often stealing clothes and books.
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Phew! Okay...so far, that's my character until I come up with some more *nods*

Cool, more can join in...

I can`t do anything today, work starts early so I´ll have to get going, but I`ll check this again tommorrow and see whether I can make the first post already.

ooc| Ouch. And I just got off work. Heh.
Alright, I can wait

I'm in!! ^-^

Name: Jillian
Gender: Female
Occupation: Thief/Mercenarie
Race: Dragon ("Encarnations of dragons" people that have the spirit of a dragon inside of them. If they become extremely furious, they can loose control and change into their "dragon shape". But after some practice they can control this "changes" and change to their free will.Being the "like-to-be-alone" race the dragons are, a little is know about them. )
Age: 17
Appearence:

Tatoo/Mark:

(In the lower part of her back, plus all the tatoos she has in the 1º pic)
Clothing:

(Those are her clothes, but all the blue parts are dark red and she uses a light brown cloak)
Personality: Active, friendly, prankster, sarcastic, loyal, shortempered, loves to laugh, hates being bossed around, cunning, tricky.
Streghts: Fast, sharp-minded, tricky, cunning, a really powerfull mage.
Faults: Shortempered, looses focus when gets angry, abstenminded.
Weapons: Sword, small daggers and her magic.
Abilites: As the dragon she is she can control/summon fire. Still can't master the "human-dragon" change, healing.
History: Little is know about her past. She belongs to a semi-legal clan of dragons "Piastras" (Dragon in celtic languague) but for an unknow reason her and her brother are currently traveling alone.

Name: Bjorn
Gender: Male
Occupation: Thief/Mercenarie
Race: Dragon ("Encarnations of dragons" people that have the spirit of a dragon inside of them. If they become extremely furious, they can loose control and change into their "dragon shape". But after some practice they can control this "changes" and change to their free will.Being the "like-to-be-alone" race the dragons are, a little is know about them.)
Age: 20
Appearence:

Tatoo/Mark:

(In his right arm)
Personality: Lazzy, sarcastic, narcisistic, a little childish, loyal, tricky, clever, when he wants to he can be a nice and friendly guy but only when he wants.
Streghts: Strong, tricky, clever, keeps calm under preasure.
Faults: Lazzy, sarcastic, childish.
Weapons: Hangun, dagger.
Abilities: Magic is not one of his strong points but he has alredy mastered the "human-dragon" change.
History: Little is know about his past. He belongs to a semi-legal clan of dragons "Piastras" (Dragon in celtic languague) but for an unknow reason he and his sister are currently traveling alone.

((EDITED))

Name: Lullaby
Age: 15
Race: Hawk Children (though they're called 'Hawk Children ', this term applies to adults as well as children.) They were believed to be, by religious groups in ancient times (those groups are long since gone), to be direct descendents of the Sun God, who was depicted as a golden hawk in their religion. They were given high regard in ancient times, and they were often made leaders in their societies because they were believed to be superior to 'normal' living beings. Those were the legends of the Hawk Children, though most people in recent times pass it off as a mere myth. The most prominent physical features of Hawk Children are their yellow, golden, or even orange eyes, small body frames, and pale skin (their skin does not get tanner even after spending long amounts of time in the sun). They have a heightened sense of sight and perception, and most (though not all) are born with grace and intelligence.

Appearance: Lullaby
Build: Thin
Clothing: Short brown dress with long sleeves made of crude material, and brown boots made of the same material. Dark brown hood.
Personality: confident, intent, clever, independent, curious. Her name 'Lullaby' is ironic; she does not have a soothing personality. Rather, her personality is a bit loud.
Strengths: sharp-minded, knows when to keep her mouth shut
Weaknesses: cynical, acts too proud at times, doesn't admit her mistakes, is a bit distant, gets envious at times

Abilities: Like all Hawk Children, she has excellent vision and a sharp mind. She is very quick on her feet. Her movements are elegant and effortless, even in a fight.
Weapon(s) of choice: fists, feet, though she is known for being evasive in battle
Symbol: The Hawk Children gang's symbol is an intricate depiction of the sun. Her symbol is embroidered in white thread on the back of her dress.

History: Lullaby doesn't know much about her real parents. She was raised by an elderly woman who claims that she had found Lullaby as a toddler wandering around in the dirty streets of a village. The elderly woman named Lullaby and raised her as her own. The woman died of natural causes when Lullaby was only 12 years old, and after that, Lullaby was once again taken in by someone else. This time she wandered the land with a group of older boys and girls, who took care of her as if she was their own younger sibling. Lullaby was unaware of her race until she and her group of wanderers came across a gang of Hawk Children. With a heavy heart, Lullaby said her farewells to her brothers and sisters to join the Hawk Children.

Cool, we`ll wait for you Razzy... hmh, btw I will later on(in the rp) explain `the theory of magic` that people believe to apply in Amrun. Hmh... well Mai keep the dragon stuff... low? Don`t go overboard etc, but then again I know that you won`t... btw do you happen to know from where that character(as Bjorn`s picture) is from?

Fallacy is not killed by scarlet fever. lol. (explains the fact i've been gone for like 10 days now, i think)

Faraway （the fallacy demon spoiler xd)
Gender: Male
Race: Half Demon
Age: 20 (atleast 1000)
Hair: neat and short
Eyes: Blue
Skin: Light-tan
Build: Medium
Tattoos/Marks: none known yet

Clothing: Cloak, a short scarf, and generally white clothing
Personality: Overly nice, deceptive
Weapons: Throwing knives
Abilities: Not much known

History: A demon who went against god, put to punishment by being forced to live on earth forever, never being able to express his true form.

Ok dont worry I'll keep the dragon stuff "low" XD
Oh and about the picture.....ermmm....good question....But I found it somewhere in the rpg community....I just cant remember where ^-^U If it's someone's pic I am truly sorry and hope using it is ok!!!! Ummm....damn..what a crappy memory....no wonder I am so bad at school.

I edited my earlier post. :]

Cool... eh Fallacy, I´ll accept the demon, but... well it kinda bothers me that your character `defied god´ yet anyway.... remember nothing too powerful in the beginning. Mai no prob, lol, that`s actually Clive from the Suikoden game series. I am a fan of that so I`d know.

Razzy.... you`ve actually read my mind... cool... I´ll edit this post today to kick the rp off, k?

Edit:

We are off!

The Endless Waste

The village of Bajadar would have been a quiet, rather unexciting town for the most part, were it not for the clans surrounding it. To it`s (mis)fortune Bajadar was tightly locked between the area of 5 clans that occasionnally lashed out at each others, but never came to harm the town nor it`s residents. No man`s land, as area`s like Badajar were known, turned out to be the main locations for duels between gangs. These duels however were not frequent and took place on the outskirts of the town, on the desert as dictated by imperial law. Deaths were also uncommon because for killing an opponent the killer would be fined and if the case was gruesome enough, imprisoned and possibly excuted, if the opponents death was seen as intentional. Of course any sentence or rule could be bended, if the price was right or you had connections.

At midnoon the town was bustling with gangs, looking for opportunties yet a certain duo had prefered to stick to a quiet street side restaurant. Both of them bore a scythe marking on their clothes, their clothing was that of warriors and occasionally one might witness their lizard like tongues as they gnashed at their meal. The older one, wearing a black bandanna around his head, sat with his eyes closed and took a bite out of a small lump of bread in his hand. The younger finished his soup by grabbing the bowl and bringing it to his lips, incidentally soaking the his black hair in the liquid. As Kuzo lowered the bowl to the table he gazed nervously at the restaurant keeper, apparently their fame had not reached this place as of yet.

"Brother..." Kuzo began with slightlty nervous voice.

"Hmhmh?" Jago muttered with his eyes closed, still chewing on the lump of bread.

"I think we should pay the bill..." Kuzo reminded with a slightly more confident tone of voice from behind his wet hair that almost, accidentally, ended up in his mouth.

"Don`t bother with it... I didn`t ev..." Jago said, but stumbled in his words and opened his eye, staring innocent at his brother with his mouth full of bread.

"Even?" Kuzo inquired for a specification.

"Eh.... well... recall those rations we bought earlier on here? It is not like I forgot to pay for them, it is more like when the merchants head was turned, I snatched them and left without paying...."

Jago explained while scratching his hair in a bothered slightly embarrased manner. The next thing Jago felt was the stinging sensation of his head smacking against the table and bouncing back almost throwing him off his chair.

"YOU A**!" Kuzo shouted, clearly angered as they both knew the trouble, if they were to be found again by that merchant.

Jago rested his head back with a giant bump on his forehead and pressed the half finished lump of bread against it. He however kept chuckling as he took out a pouch full of coins and dangled it over the table, before Kuzo, who suddenly seemed slightly more at ease. At the moment simuntaneously their good mood was devastated by two occurances, first the merchant from before appeared in the restaurant and then a waiter appeared demanding them to pay up. The brothers faces turned into one big grin and expression of shock as they stared at two people seeking to be paid.

In a flash Jago had flipped the table over and sent it flying at the waiter, who was knocked out by the wooden surface connecting with his face. Kuzo grabbed two bags full of rations as Jago took hold of a large package made out of torn pieces of cloth with a handle sticking out of the other end. In moments time there was a racket as the Creed brothers stormed out of the restaurant with an angered merchant and waiters behind them. They made full speed towards the exit of the town, but were blocked by a mass of people entering and leaving as well. Jago gazed back at the approaching pursuers and suddenly grabbed the smaller Kuzo by one of his belt going around his chest. Next he pressed the large package against the ground whilst holding it by the handle and whispering words of magic, hoping he could make it in time. Suddenly the earth rose beneath them, launching the duo out of town into the desert where they made equally awkward landings.

Incidentally they managed to throw a great deal of sand around, onto gang members around the outskirts of the town.

(lol feel free to have your character react to my characters, whether amused by their runaway or angered by the fact that they covered your characters in sand etc.)

Kari twitched now covered in sand head to toe and she spat out some sand from her mouth and she said to the brothers half amused half irritated by they're sandy run away as she shook her hair out to try,and fail miserably,to get some of the earth out of her long blacker than black hair and taking her paw printed head band out of her hair and dusting it off

"If your going to use magic then at least do it right so you don't get killed by other people just because you half buried them alive with sand."

(sry for the two long posts, but it was to set up the meeting of our characters. At least for the fight that came into my mind a bit later on.)

Jago got up, cleaning his clothes of sand and gazed up at Kari with a slight grin on his face. Jago then began to correct his bandanna and grabbed the package he had used as an extension of his powers before. Kuzo simply stumbled up, silent and stared at Kari with a blank expression.

"Shouldn`t concern us, if you people get in the way..."

Jago commented with a dry tone, but stopped to stare briefly at Kari, initially both of the brothers noted that she was clanless and apparently amongst people, who were seeking duels. At that same moment knife spun across the air, piercing the water bags that were carried by Kuzo and both of the brother turned to stare at their precious water quickly dripping into the desert sands.

"AARGH!"

Both of them screamed out loud, attempting to desperately grasp water into their hands, but to no avail. This caused a series of laughters to burst out around them and Jago slowly stood up with a grin on his face. He hit the package head first into the sand and held it up by the handle as he stared at the smirking faces of the guilty one`s. They were from the clan Mastodon, a semi-legal clan neighboring Scythin and was known to have been aggressive against any nearby clans. The Creed`s had remained unremarkably unnoticed by Mastodon or any other clans except their own, but they were about to make a mistake that they were actually willing to pay for.

"How much does a bag of water cost these days?"

Jago inquired from a gang member, who had thrown the knife and was still holding some knives in his hands. There was a moment of confusion and shrugs, but none answer as they expected a fight to brake out at any minute.

"Who cares?" The man retorted whilst spinning his knives in the air like a juggler.

"You`ll care when I take that money out of your hide."

Jago said with a visible grin on his face and grabbed the wrapped up giant cleaver sword by the handle with two hands. He began to run at the gang that had issued the challenge, who began to cast spells and one of them threw a flurry of knives. Jago simply raised the sword to block the knives as Kuzo rushed after him. Two fire and one lightning spells erupted from the Mastodon gang, but the two siblings simply ran at the attacks. The spells collided at the two, creating a small explosion and throwing dust up.

There was quiet moment as everyone expected to see the chared bodies of the two, but to their surprise only the desert sand had burnt to a crisp. The two were nowhere to be found until the ground shook and the sand exploded upwards like a torrent, throwing around sand and people alike. In the confusion gangs saw fit to start an all out fight, whether originally aiming for the brothers or not. As the all out battle royale began the Creed`s emerged from the sand, Jago beginning to sing his wrapped sword in large arcs, throwing people around as he managed to hit them. The wrapping around the blade made sure that he did not accidentally dismember or split anyone in half. Kuzo however was a far more horrifying sight as he had grown a number of tentacles of out his overlong robe sleeves and even his neck. Using these newly `made` weapons he began to slam people and grab them in order to give them a flight trough the air.

(I am going to start a brawl and others can join in on it, this is how all of our characters meet etc k?)

Kari groaned,she was in her own section of the brawl since everybody started fighting another and then as her dagger to dagger fight when on she sighed and simply stabbed the guy in the leg when she was 'hit' and 'brought down to the ground' when she actually just dropped to the ground and stabbed him and then she noticed the brother's issues and she sighed mumbling something under her breath and raising her hand making the people around them trying to take them on with they're backs turned,float in the air by they're ankles swearing horribly,and she grinned mumbling smacking a guy in the jaw who tried going at her from behind

"Well,this is one interesting fight."

Lullaby caught one glimpse the cloud of sand only moments before it reached her. The Hawk Children were agile enough to evade it, and they were able to escape its reaches. Unaware that the blast of dust was not intended to annoy them, the Hawk Children muttered angrily to themselves as though it was. Flashes of magic and metal were everywhere, and Lullaby, along with her gang of seventeen other Hawk Children, joined the explosive fight. Nimbly, the Hawk Children made their way through the brawlers, striking opponents with swift fists and feet. Lullaby was truly enjoying herself as she fought her enemies with fluid strikes. She already felled one enemy in this battle, two, now three. She was vain about the elegant movements she and her fellow Hawk Children made in battle. She may as well admit that she honestly believed in the myths that she was a daughter of the great Sun above. She believed that her gang also shared the same exact pride that filled her heart. Lullaby's face was beaming as she delved into the chaos.

While everybody was busy fighting, 2 cloaked figures suddenly jumped into the fight but instead of starting casting spells or even taking a weapon out, they started running among the others, and while they were bussy figthing, both of them "took care" of all the unatended belongins. When the fight stopped people would probably notice all their money was gone.

They sneaked out of the fighting area. The hood of the cloack hide the face of a blonde red eyed girl, while the other one was a blonde boy. She smirked lightly as she put all the money inside of a bag. "Smooth. They didnt even noticed" The boy said. "But it makes me feel kind of guilty" She mumbled as she sweatdropped "We have a long journey ahead, we'll need it" He muttered "Now let's get out of here, before they notice" He said as he grabbed the bag.

(Joining with a GOOD ORIGIONAL CHARICTER NOW!!

Name: The Treasurer

Sign:

(Earings and Jacket)

Apperence: Long Gold-colored Robe and cloth surrounding his Mouth and Nose. Around his torso are Tan/Beige robes. however outside the dessert, he wears a Yellow Suit, Black Sun Hat Black Shoes and a Golden Cane.

Abilitys: Can Create Gold From any Material and Minupulate it.

BIO: From a now Vanished Clan, he is the only surviver of his Clan and is now a weathy Wanderer whom gose around Giveing his weath as Miricules for status and other Pleasures or at other times from shear Charity.

Hope you don't mind me dropping in Mad Bomber and Company. If it's not ok i'll drop out.)

"Quite A tussel I've wandered upon.." said a man in a yellow suit on a Building over looking the fight. then as he noticed 2 cloaked figures stealing money. "It seems all the world cares for is Violence and Money... May as well give them the lesser of 2 evils.." He said out loud as he took a Brick from the roof. then a Few moments later a Soild Gold Bar Fell from the sky momentarally stopping the fight. then a Grand Amount of Gold Coins and Gold Dust fell after it. "Hope no one gets trampled..." noted the man

"Water, Water, who wants water!" shouted Faraway in the din. One actually left the fight, to Faraway's surprise. When they finally got to him, Faraway had a throwing knife ready. It pierced his throat and cried in pain, it was unnoticable over the fights on the other side. Faraway just sighed, it's another sad tale of a human, what one is willing to do for a bag of water. In a split second, he vanished, reaping the dead man's soul, who needs water when you can have human souls. After a few more unnoticed kills, he finally poured the water onto the street, people dived for it, only to their death.

"Owwwwwwwwwww!"

Kari moaned now face first in the dirt with a gold bar on her head and people trampling her to get it and she swore in pain before doing what she hated doing,ruining her jacket,and made her large almost angel like black wings come out of her back,painfully,before soaring up a couple feet above all the ruckus rubbing her now very sore head and arms and legs and pretty much everything that got trampled or hit with a gold brick.

(All right seems that everyone has posted, eh, DNA welcome... uh.. honestly you people do realize that the tribes and clans I described are NOT(in most cases) affliated by family or blood. Clans are militia`s, mercenary organzations of sorts etc. God I should have said that in the beginning(whatever) tough DNA well I like your character overall... well... gold? seems just a bit too convenient..

well whatever... never mind that... )

IC:

Gold? Gold falling from the skies? And people attempting to take it while WE are here?

The Creed brothers thought simuntaneously as both of their eyes were filled with shock that suddenly flashed greedily, almost turning into gold coins themselves. Jago swung his swords in a large arc before smashing it into the ground, creating an explosion of sand that created a dust cloud. Kuzo transformed again, this time growing in size and weight into a large lizardbeast and whipped people around with it`s tail. The overall chaos of the battle had caught everyone`s attention and incidentally put a nearby garrison on alert, in fact put it into action.

Unfortunately for the combatants, and incidentally for anyone caught in the vincinity, an army battallion had left the fort and surrounded the area, using the dust and their own camouflage to their advantage(not to mention some spells). As the dust settled after Jago`s latest magical attack there were only a few people left standing, Jago and Kuzo had already looted a number of their opponents unconcious bodies(albeit to their disappointment some had no money at all). Jago grinned as the army soldiers appeared into sight all around them, it was true that duels were allowed, but something that was almost comperable to a small battle was not. Anyone foolish enough to flee in any manner or form would be neutralized by the army`s mages and those near the scene were arrested as well. In the end no one in the area could have escaped or fought the army battallions combined strength,

Jago rested his sword on his shoulders as his brother had returned to human form and remained silent, looking around with a visible grin on his face. Both of them were judging their chances to escape and could feel tentacles of despair wrapping around their throats, this was not due to the army, but because of their tribe leader and his reaction.

"Skull-sama won`t be happy..." Kuzo muttered in despair.

"I thought we were fleeing him on purpose for a while?" Jago asked rethorically with a grin on his face.

"We will be punished, killed, imprisoned.... or worse..."

Kuzo continued their trail of thought, both of their faces were filled with disgust and horror towards the very thought of it.

Skull-sama will make us pay back our debts to him and everyone else....

The imperial army closed in and captured everyone either physically or magically, The Creed brothers were taken away peacefully as they saw it best not to resist albeit they had been the instigators of the fight yet as usual the army would make no exceptions. Laws on the matter were tight, dictated by the emperor himself and obeying him was the smartest thing any clan member could do. For the emperor controlled the army and not even the combined might of the clans could win against the army albeit their numbers might be even.

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Kuzo sat in a dank cell corner with his head buried against his robes and kept mumbling something, this had began a moment after he had entered the cell and realized something. Jago on the other hand looked at everyone with them in the cell, there was a cloaked duo, the nosy girl from before, the weird gold-maker, some hawk children, some unknown chum and a few others. Jago sighed and patted Kuzo`s head who was clearly having some kind of traumatic seizure or sorts. Jago got up and examined the walls quietly, he had once been to a cell like this before and knew that there were strong runes blocking the use of any kind of magic.

Not to mention their equipment had been taken away so he did not have his sword, which was quite noticable. The inscriptions all around the cell would keep magic ineffective and scratching them away was impossible, not only because the runes were magical, but because around them was `a flow`.

"Tch... The imperials don`t build these things for nothing do they? To have water flowing around us as a means of magical binding really asks for some serious skills..."

He commented dryly and lightly tapped one of the runes with his hand.

(Either way I´ll explain this in my next post, whether you characters in quire about it or not is up to you. There`s a connection between water and magic in this rp kinda.)

(Everyone`s characters will end up in the same jail cell)

"Ow....Watch the wings will you!"

Kari complained as she was shoved into the cell landing on her back with a groan,and she managed to sit up with her raven wings around her,the feathers fairly ruffled,and she said calmly to the brothers irritated with plenty of bumps and bruises on her and a nice large goose egg on the top her head from the gold block falling on it

"Yo,seems like we're cell mates till we're trialed."

((I know that they're not related by blood. My characters just call each other 'brothers and sisters' because they take pride in their race and therefore they feel a closeness toward each other. I don't know if I already made a post where I did that, but I probably will be doing that frequently. Sorry if that was confusing. ^^U Oh, and I'm leaving on a trip today, and I'm coming back on Sunday. Later~))

"Tch. Lizardmen..." Lullaby muttered to herself as she sat on the floor of the cell and malevolently glanced at the prison cell across from hers, which held the two brothers along with a girl with black wings. Witnessing the destructive transformation of the duo, Lullaby made up her mind that she could blame those two for her current troubles. Afterall, they had started the fight. If it wasn't for them, Lullaby and her gang would be on their merry way, trying to find their next meal. She wondered which cells the surviving Hawk Children were being held. She hoped that there were a lot of survivors; she didn't have time to check for everyone else's safety and it was hard enough to worry about her own safety. Lullaby shared a cell with two other Hawk Children; one small boy of about eight years old (the youngest of their gang), and a woman of about thirty years old. They were all irritated by their imprisonment. The child started crying noisily. The woman tried to calm the child down, but he wouldn't stop shouting. Lullaby sighed in frustration as the boy's screaming only added to her stress.

Fallacy went along, been taken by the military. The energy from human souls wasted for this, how horrid. After reaping a few guards, he faded away, back to his pleasant home. It's been 1000 years, I've watched humans turn lush farmland into waste. Human souls, pitiless, they are getting more and more worthless now.

(Fallacy, you are not following the rules mind you, the idea was for our characters to move as a group and besides you simply `reaped` a few human souls as if the soldiers had been nothing and escaped. I kinda said that nothing too powerful in the beginning....)

Kuzo`s eyes spread wider and he turned to stare at the crying boy with murdeous glare in his eyes. The sight and sound, remiscent of his own past, made him angry. He grinned his teeth together and bit on a piece of his sleeve trying hard not to shout at the child to shut up. In turn Jago noticed this and threw an accusing stare at the hawk children for causing his brother further distress than he was already in. As far as the two were concerned the hawks were equally responsible as they had taken part in the fight and hadn`t seemed to have minded being involved.

Jago grinned and turned back towards the wall, listening to the wall, recognizing a small sound of water flowing around the floor of the cell. In essence the current concepts of magic was based on a tale that all beings mostly consisted of water albeit never appeared as such. An ancient tale told that the god of the sun had dispersed an ignorant king into his very tiniest bits that he was made out of and supposedly most of it had been pure water. Thus most people believed that magic came from that water and that the flow of magic could be compared to the flow of water from rivers to oceans. All tough mostly even this history was full of holes there was also further proof that depending on a magic users characteristics the rotation of the sun and moon affected their powers as they affected the tides of the sea. Others were said to have become more powerful during the day as others had gained more power during the night, but even this remained largely inconsistent and unexplained.

Jago sighed and sat against the wall, deciding to nap for a while until they would be called upon by the soldiers.

Kari sighed,trying to ignore the irritating and screaming hawk child as she fallowed suit with Jago,trying to take a nap while making her wings go back into her back,painfully but not making a noise or a face to show it,and she ignored the small amount of blood dripping to the floor from her back.Forcing huge black feathery wings generally cut your back when they came out which made it bleed when you made them go back in.

Jillian gave Bjorn a death glare "Now what?" She asked angrily "Dont ask me. It wasnt my fault, this wasnt on my plans" He hissed, she shighed angrily, she looked around and took a deap breath trying to calm herself down, she was about to take the hood off her head but Bjorn stopped her "No faces. No names. Remember? Now focus, we need a plan" He said "Any ideas genius?" She asked sarcastically "No" He hissed angrily "I got one: I stab you in the chest and we call the guards, when they come I escape" She said "What??? Are you crazy?? What about me??" He asked "Frankly, I coulnt care less. Sacrifices are needed" She said clearly teasing him, he gave her a nasty death glare.

(Dunno whether ppl have been unable to post etc, but everyone who has posted their profiles are still welcome and lets face it you can`t say that there has been too much going on thus far.)

After some hours passed, and everyone more or less got settled in their dank cell, the heavy reinforced cell door flung open and an army officer appeared into the doorway. In his hand he held some documents and on his face he wore a face that told everyone he hadn`t had much sleep as of late. He was followed by two guard, who too posts at his side, blocking the exit that was now shut.

"Finally we come to the source of the problems as it were..." The officer uttered out loud and scrambled trough some of the papers in his hands before clearing his throat. "As it stands no one involved in this incident will receive a proper trial, under imperial edict you will be put to work for the imperial army as a punishment for you crimes. Acts of disobedience or attempts to flee this duty will lead to you immidiate hunt troughout the kingdom by clans and the army alike. Needless to say such attempts are pure suicide as the punishment for will be death no less....

As the `civilians` have been already sorted out of amongst you, I frankly do not give a flying cow whether you are involved in local clan activities or not. Every single one of you should consider yourselves lucky that similiar incidents have begun to emerge everywhere and in the first one, everyone involved were either executed or imprisoned. Having listened to other combatants and bystanders, apparently the Creed brothers were responsible for the fighting after being provoked by members of another gang...

Then we have reports that at least everyone of you were involved in one way or another, for example you two.... Remove your hoods and state your names, you were seen looting bodies of unconcious fighters, something strictly forbidden even after the end of a duel because as it stands that is thievery... Albeit I should have your hands cut off for that, you are given clemency and you have to only work for the army for a suitable period of time....

Shall I go on?"

The officer inquired after his lengthy speech and coughed again, trying to sort the dirt out of his lungs. The Creed brothers slightly grinned at the talk of executions all tough they did not suspect that they would be financially executed by Skull-sama after this.

"Needless to say I need everyone`s names and current status, clan or not. Then all of you in this happy cell... will be forced to work together as a unit, or a gang, whichever pleases you more...."

The officer added dryly, awaiting for introductions from everyone in the cell. Jago relaxedly raised his hand as a greeting as Kuzo was still skulking in the corner of the cell.

"Yo, Jago Creed, and that twerp in the corner is my brother Kuzo Creed."

He greeted casually and added a bit of a smile after his words, trying to patch things up to what would be very strained relationships.

"Yo,Kari Karasu.Raven girl if you hadn't noticed earlier.Thief to military and anybody else who can pay me."

Kari replied dryly blowing some hair out of my face while pulling it back with my paw printed headband to show what her clan used to be before being destroyed while yawning sleepily and added in an almost joking manner

"And I cook too."

Both Jillian and Bjorn cursed lightly, clearly everything was going to the opposite direction of their plans, and to make the day even "better" they had been caught stealing, yes they were thiefs but they had never been caught before.
"This is ridiculous" Bjorn hissed as he took his hood off his head "My name is Bjorn. Mercenary, both myself and my sister are from the Piastras clan" He said coldy "My name is Jillian, a mercenary too" She said calmly as she took the hood of her head.

Lullaby instantly rose to her feet as the officials entered the prison. 'What's going on?!' She thought, outraged.

"Lala," the golden-eyed child called Lullaby's nickname apprehensively as he tugged on her sleeve. She looked down to see his tear-streaked face. "Lala, what's going on?" he whined. Lullaby did not know how to answer, and did not feel like doing so. She was confused and upset, as well, and would not be able to comfort the child even if she tried to.

As the others stated their names, Lullaby followed their example and swallowed her pride for the moment. "My name is Lullaby, a Hawk Child." She motioned to the child, who was too nervous to speak for himself, "Flight, a Hawk Child." Then the woman spoke with a calm guise, "Glory, a member of a gang of Hawk Children." Lullaby wondered about Flight, who was honestly too young to be affiliated with gangs. What would they do with him?

Lullaby stared at Kuzo Creed, wondering how he could be so shaken after a battle that he seemed so willing to fight in. She found it a bit surprising that he seemed not much older than Lullaby. 'A brawler one moment, and a craven the next?'

(Well..I'll say any Base Metal like Iron, Silver, Copper, Mercury..all that good stuff hows about?)

Seeminglly out of nowhere a man in a Yellow Suit Chimed in something Behind A seperate Cell. "Question Guards!" He yelled waveing a White Hankerchief. "Why Was I brought here?" He asked. "I was out Spreeding Peace and Love!" he said

The officer stared briefly at the man in yellow with his eyes somewhat widened and then looked at the guards, mouthing the words "Who the hell is that?". Both of them simply shrugged and the officer began scrambling furiously trough the statements he had written down thus far. He almost seemed triumphant as he found a reason to force the man in yellow to work for them.

"Ah... yes... you... have apparently been accused of littering trash in a local neighbourhood and in addition of `assaulting` numerous people with... metal objects... blunt... well...

Your case is a bit awkward isn`t it?.... oh what the hell you were involved in the fight that`s enough for me to pass judgement on you!"

He spoke at first calmly and paused a lot until he made a swift accusation in order to avoid anymore questions.

Kari blinked,and then figured out he was the guy who made metal fall from the sky which ended up in her getting hit in the head,almost knocked out,and trampled on and then she yelled with rather alarming anger from the 'calm' child she was with an anime big head

"YOU A$$ YOU GOT ME A CONCUSSION AND BRUISES AND HURT BONES FROM YOUR LITTLE STUNT!"

Both Bjorn and Jillian sweatdropped. He shighed and put the hood on his head again "Troublesome people" He mumbled "Wake me up if something happens" He said to his sister as he closed his eyes, Jillian grabbed the collar of his shirt and started shaking him "You should be planning a way to escape, this was your fault after all" She hissed, he sweatdropped.

"WHA-?! But I don't want suicide! I handed out FREE MONEY! I'm a Pasifist! Ok thats a bit of bulls**t but- I'm a lover not a fighter!" He exclamed. "And you got an Empire's worth of Gold from your Conncussion! Why are you complaining?" he asked

"Because with the concussion from you gold brick I got trampled by people fighting over it and got nothing at all!"

Kari groaning,hitting her head against the wall.Clearly more than a little annoyed with the self proclaimed 'pacifist' and his gold making which played quite a part in starting the fight up all over again.

"Enough!"

The officer snapped at all of them with a vein popping into sight on his forehead and then muttered angrily as he tookout a clip of papers that he threw into Jago`s hands. Jago gazed briefly at the papers and flipped trough them quietly whilst Kuzo crept behind him to peek over his brother shoulder at the papers.

"We`ve been there before, there is nothing left there."

He claimed to the army officer, who sighed and began to read trough a recent report in a very casual manner, not minding the official tone of the report and skipping a few facts.

"As of late scavengers that had been poking around the ruined city of Aten and incidentally discovered a network of tunnels stretching beneath the ruins for a long distance. When news of this discovery reached the imperial capital, an expedition was set out to investigate and deduct the `value` of the networks or what they might hold.

Unfortunately after two weeks after having arrived at the ruins, contact was lost and it is assumed that there might have been... problems... Thus as we really cannot afford to have you people back on the streets starting fights and we cannot spare soldiers from making sure anyone else doesn`t step out of line....

We are sending the lot of you to investigate, you will receive enough supplies and equipment to survive the journey there, spend two weeks and come back... The ruins are remote and the journey long so we aren`t going to bother with imperial troops anyway...

Any questions?"

The officer inquired with a somewhat relieved tone of voice.

"Ya,I was supposed to get paid by my client,and he's gonna be pissed if I don't get over there since the item in question that he's paying me for can be gone within 2 seconds to anybody else."

Kari said to him rolling her eyes,she needed to get over to that old man's house to get her new dagger,she would need it later on this 'journey' since the dagger in question was made out of diamond one of the most hardest things,it would be able to cut through just about anything.

Bjorn opened his right eye and smirked lightly after the officer finished speaking, he the closed his eyes and went back to his little "nap".
"Perhaps this wont be that bad" He mumbled, she just looked at him and blinked puzzled.

Despite the irritation she felt for being imprisoned, Lullaby could not help but find the punishment a bit exciting. Navigating through a series of tunnels sounded better than breaking her back working ridiculous hours outside. She grinned for a brief moment, though it vanished abruptly. Even though the officer guaranteed that they would all be able to survive the two week investigation, he couldn't say that he honestly cared about what could happen to this bunch of misfits. 'They're not on our side. They never will be,' Lullaby told herself.

At the officer's 'Any questions?', Lullaby spoke up. "Yes, I have a question. What will you do with this little one?" She gestured to the frightened boy who was now standing by the woman named Glory's side. "Surely you don't expect such a young child to do something so risky?" She stared at the officer, showing that she was not going to drop the topic of the child's safety too easily. Although the Hawk Children were protective of each other, they were all especially protective of Flight. The pride the Hawk Children shared was strong, so thinking of each other as brothers and sisters was something that came almost instinctively to them.

"...And I'm a Merchant..Wandnder..thing..sweet hevaen I'm lonelly...but yeah. Reguardless i have zero combat skills...or anything else..can i just...pay bail for the kid and me or something?' he asked.

The officer glanced judgementally over the small hawk child and then looked at the guard for suggestions, after a brief moment of whispers they seemed to have reached an agreement.

"Since he was clearly being dragged by you into this whole mess and you are curious as to his fate.... I shall let him and the woman, who is apart of your gang go. She can watch over him as long as you are separated as long as you commit to this sentencing."

The officer said with a rather annoyed tone of voice, but clearly saw where they were coming from. Then he turned towards the man in yellow robes and grinned at him.

"NO. I do not think these people trust you enough and neither do I, besides you did assault a lot of people and luckily you will not have to fight. Not to mention I think these people will find your spreading of love and peace more useful than the crying of that child. Now that the matter is settled, you shall be escorted to the gates and given the supplies you require."

He said bluntly and turned to exit the cell.

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Jago and Kuzo could not help feel awkward in the midst of the group as the gates slammed shut behind them. No doubt they would be blamed for what had transpired yet then again they would have to rely on the fact that their skills would be required more than they were hated. Kuzo quietly scrambled trough the supplies they had been given, each had their own food pack and necessities, and Jago stared at the map with a dim expression on his face. He had tied his sword on his back in order to make it easier to carry yet he had to admit that the journey to Aten would not be easy.

Tired, Jago sighed and gazed around.

"We`d best get going, follow my lead lest anyone you has actually been to Aten before?"

He inquired with a hopeful tone and raised an eyebrow at the same time.

"I have."

Kari said calmly,while examining her new 'toy' as she had put it,the dagger was a foot or so long and reflected sun light off of it's hard surface and it had an arm strap so even if she was forced to 'drop it' it would still hang onto her wrist.It must've costed quite the pretty penny for such a detailed and beautiful weapon.

Lullaby triumphantly, though a bit sadly, watched as Glory and Flight were escorted out of the prison. The boy waved to Lullaby as he and the woman disappeared out a door, and she waved back, smiling.

Following the others, Lullaby took the supplies that were laid out. Looking around, she realized that she was the only Hawk Child in the prison. Frantically, she called out to no one in particular while her eyes searched the prison for any sign of her golden-eyed siblings, "Wh-where...?" 'Are they all dead? It can't be possible! Did they escape? They must have escaped... they couldn't have been killed... They would never let themselves be killed so easily...', she thought, disbelieving. She tried to calm herself down. '...they...they must have escaped... I know it...and once I'm released from this sentence, I'll see them again. I know it. I refuse to think any differently...'

Sullenly, Lullaby turned to everyone else; the Lizardmen, the winged girl, the man in the yellow suit, and the mysterious hooded figures. She realized that she would have to cooperate and trust these strangers, maybe even enemies, for the next two weeks. She felt so lonely without her gang. The only family she had was gone. '...only for now. I'll see them again.' She reassured herself.

Now she turned to the map she was holding. The maps that were provided were useless to Lullaby; she did not know how to read. Therefore, knowing where Aten was located on the map was impossible for Lullaby. It was true that she and the Hawk Children traveled far and frequently, but she didn't remember ever traveling to a place called Aten.

She turned to Kari, and asked, "Is it very far?"

"I hope not." The Man in the Yellow Suit said sighing. "I don't suppose they left any thing to wash cloths with. this coat was white when I got it." he said. then he noticed something. "Umm..were free." he said

"Free?"

Kuzo suddenly inquired with a hissing tone of voice, clearly angered by the sudden statement of `freedom` by the man in yellow. Jago grinned as he knew that Kuzo had not enjoyed himself for the time within the cell and for a very good reason, the memories came pouring in and the madness he had been submitted to was not a thing any sane person wished experience.

"Tch, you nitwit, don`t say such things out loud when each of us knows that this isn`t clearly going to be easy nor is our freedom guarenteed as of yet. They may have given us a mission for now, but havi... knowing the army they always have something else up their sleeves..."

Kuzo said with a frustrated tone and grabbed map out of Jago`s hands, next he flipped a compass in hand and began to look for the best route the towards their destination. The area to Aten was cut off by a short mountain range that they might either go around or climb over, but the later held more apparent risks. Then again they were short on time, edgy and not willing to spend much time with each others thus it made sense to brave the mountains. Kuzo wrapped the map into his pocket and began to walk away from the rest of them, starting to lead the way without another question.

Jago simply shrugged and followed his younger brothers lead, hoping the matter would not cause any distress to the others.

Kari simply shrugged as well and followed the brothers in an almost lazy aloof manner,it sometimes took a lot or very little to blow up one of her fuses,but she was calm right now playing with her new toy as she followed them keeping quite for the most part but every once in awhile she would mumble something or another under her breath which oddly sounded like she was quoting from a play,and it was fairly apparent that she had a book in her hand and was most likely quoting something she liked from it and then she sang under her breath watching the few birds around

"Green finch and linnet bird,
Nightingale, blackbird,
How is it you sing?
How can you jubilate,
Sitting in cages,
Never taking wing?

Both Bjorn and Jillian followed. "We'll go?" Jillian asked a hint of desbelief in her voice "Yep" Bjorn said as he nooded. She looked at him and then at the others, the hood hidding her face and expreccion "Aten is an interesting place, returning would be nice" Bjorn said as he shrughed "I really doubt you even remember something about Aten" She mumbled, he rolled his eyes.

(Kari..I know that song only from constant listenings to Contential Broadway channel on airplanes...and I like it alot..)

"Good point. But I still want a washing machine." The man in the Yellow Suit said.

(Don't know if there even invented in this rp XD)