"Help me, please"
"I’d be glad to! But what’s wro-" Ricken paused and his eyes widened when he saw blood. "O-okay uh, let’s get you to a cleric! Like, right now!" He thought he’d be sick at the sight.

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"Help me, please"
"I’d be glad to! But what’s wro-" Ricken paused and his eyes widened when he saw blood. "O-okay uh, let’s get you to a cleric! Like, right now!" He thought he’d be sick at the sight.
"I need you to listen"
[text] You need to talk louder then, lady. Sometimes i see your mouth moving but I can barely hear a thing!
Detour || Ranulf + Ilyana
Ranulf continued to gaze out across the Gallia country side as he remained stationed high in the tree tops. The following evening Gallia had received a rather unwanted but needed gift from Ashea: a rain storm so bad that the river had flooded. Although the main cities of Gallia were safe distance from the flood areas there was still the chances of damage to their scouting posts, ruins, crops, and possibly even water contamination depending on if anything was pulled into the river.
"Hmm...something doesn't feel right," he muttered, sniffing the air. There was a faintly familiar scent that he couldn't quite place. It picked at his mind slowly until finally he decided he had to know what or who it was. Ranulf leaped from the tree and shifted into his beast form, beginning the search.
I Become Meguca? || Zihark and Ilyana
Zihark stared out the window of his 9th grade freshman English class window. Nothing much ever went on during English; the class more or less taught itself since the teacher had.... original teaching methods that were more or less unhelpful.
A white animal ran across the field outside, catching Zihark's attention. It scurried towards the window, stopping right in front of it. None of the other students seemed to notice it. Now that it was close, Zihark saw that it was some kind of cat with strange ears? It stared right at him, swishing its tail playfully. It looked cute.
"Hello, Zihark! My name is Kyubey!" said a voice in his head.
Form a contract with me
“Form…a contract?” Ilyana pondered the command for a moment before glancing towards the creature. Her mind grew curious about the agreement, but her grumbling stomach had a better idea. “Mm…”
Lesson in Magic! || Roy and Ilyana
Ilyana was standing by the edge of a forest. Her eye's had a determined look in them, as if she were preparing to scarf down multiple meals. Ilyana's gaze was directed at a practice dummy a few paces in front of her. Nervously, she took a few deep breaths and clutched an elthunder tome close to her chest.
"One... two...go."
Still facing the 'enemy', Ilyana took a single step back and raised her right arm. While she took a few seconds to charge up her magic, the wind began to build up around her. Her hair flew back and her clothing started to flutter. Ilyana concentrated on the dummy and at once released the lightning.
From both her left and from her right electricity emerged. The two pillars of lightning crossed once and finally met at the target creating a loud crashing noise. And then came a moment of silence. The dummy blackened, and Ilyana could still feel the electricity lingering in the surrounding air. She lowered her arm with a content sigh and smiled softly.
The peace was broken though, once Ilyana heard someone approaching from behind. She spun around, taking a few steps back and examined the approaching stranger. Noticing the red hair first, Ilyana's gaze fell down to the sword at his side. He was armed, and she would prefer to find out what he wanted rather than to jump to conclusions.
"Um... Did you need something...?"