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[Dirtyboness]

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We are using a narrator turn system. You can post as your character whenever, but only the narrator controls npc's actions.

Current Narrator is: Yok4l
Next Narrator is: BrokenSalvation
Narrator tun order:

Spoiler for Hiden:

¹Dirtyboness
² Yok4l
³ BrokenSalvation
⁴ Alex
⁵ LordKalsifer
⁶ Uni_at_lastation

All Characters

Spoiler for Hiden:

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Known Special Items/weapons

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Misc/Trackable Items (No Longer Empty!)

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[y0k41]

Name: Medama (convenient nickname: Youkai)

Gender: Male

Class: Knight of Lolitannia/Sight Youkai:
Skilled in various weaponry, especially proficient with his favorite broadsword, Mabataki. Armour is blessed by the holy waters of Lolitannia (loli pool water) so resists most elemental magic to a moderate degree (except lightning/dark).
Main skill is in Sight Manipulation: he can create illusions, see through walls and other obstacles (within a range between roughly 2m to 1cm thick without great strain); can easily appear as human.

Appearance: Mostly human. Most prominent feature is his giant eyeball instead of a normal head. 6'5", sturdily built. Almost always in imposing, full-plate knight's armour. Default human form is 6'0", appears to be in his early 20's with a skinny frame, medium-long white hair & brown eyes, typically in a black business suit. Can take other forms, though takes much concentration to maintain.

Backstory: "Youkai"are typically born from objects or creatures surpassing 100 years in age with strong emotions attached to them. Once upon a time there was a lolicon who had befallen a tragic fate and lost his vision. Wearing a blindfold to cover his shameful eyes, he could only listen to the lolis playing gracefully and lament his disability to see them. Not a single day passed where he did not wish from the bottom of his heart to be able to gaze upon them once again. Many years after he had passed away, his emotions still lingered deep within his blindfold and grew stronger. Then, one day, a loli chanced upon it in what were the ancient ruins of his house. When she grabbed it, suddenly all the emotions trapped in the blindfold grew haywire and broke free and gained a physical manifestation. The loli, after crying from shock, eventually led him to nearby Lolitannia, which was founded during his slumber. Immediately in love with the kingdom and vowing to protect all the lolis within it, Medama enlisted as a footsoldier and gradually worked his way up the ranks.
His story here begins as he is out on a small training expedition in the fields with a small group of mostly fresh recruits. Although times have been peaceful as of late, he must remain ever-vigilant against the foul enemy to the East, the nefarious T.O.E.

Spoiler for Hiden:

Finally, a back story for my Mr. eyeball dude character yeah that's what my avatar is.
Oh and, I established my initial location w/ some soldiers/recruits, which are just npc's by default, but anyone can weave their backstory with mine and start out with me if they want~

[Dirtyboness]

Name: Sevret, the lost
Gender: Male
Class: Sanguine Magus
Appearance: Five foot seven inches, Fifteen years old, Long black well groomed hair, Thin, toned but not muscular.
Backstory: As a small boy of six years old Sevret was abandoned in the Trap Mountains and left for dead. Unwelcome in the trap village and unwanted in shotatannia, he wandered the wilderness. Hungry and dehydrated Sevret accepted his death and crawled towards a small meadow to die. As his eyes began to close for the final time They managed to catch a silhouette bending over him, It's red eyes descending upon him as the foul stench of its breath putrefied his nostrils.
        In the shadows of his consciousness words echo from every direction. "It's not your own death you seek... The ability to accept death belies the ability to control life... awake my disciple. AWAKE!" on the final word Sevret's senses come rushing back to him. He sits in a cave looking down upon the meadow which he thought he had died in. A man of imposing stature stands before him, his maroon robes rippling as he glides across the room to a pool of deep red liquid and dips a cup into it. As he pulls the cup out he chuckles. "Funny... how I just drained all of this out of you some odd hours ago. Yet here you are alive. Would you like to know how I did it?" Sevret looks down to see his skin dry and brittle like paper yet he can feel every limb, and even the pulse of his still beating heart. This must be magic. Magic strong enough to deny Death his grasp on your soul. This is power. Power enough to make him wanted. An offer not to be refused.

[LordKalsifer]

Name: Cheulyn
Gender: Female
Class: Spirit Caller
Appearance: Nine years old, five feet tall, long red bangs with short red hair.
Background: As Cheulyn strolled through The Pantsu Forest five years ago, she came across a man. He was obviously too old to be in the kingdom of lolitannia, but he was calling out with such pleading sorrow, she could not help but to try and comfort him. But as she knelt beside him, he lashed out blocking out the sun with his fist, cloaking her consciousness in a foul darkness.
        She awakes to an itching feeling running across her leg. she opens her eyes for the first time in what feels like days, and as the world comes into focus, the rats scurrying around the concrete tile floor make the feeling on her leg glaringly obvious. she sighs as she brushes the disgusting creature from her leg.
Foot steps echo down the corridor and into her empty cell, the guards voices carry underneath the foot steps. "I'm telling you, the king will have his way with her then throw her to us so we can do whatever we want with her. There's no reason not to start planning now. The sound of metal on metal bounces around the room.
        "Now look here, we don't know what the king'll do. Just that he wants her in his room now." The guards round the corner and stop at her cell. "She's a cute one though. Maybe we'll get lucky." The hinges wail as the guard pulls the door open. He reaches towards Cheulyn with a practiced efficiency, the small cell only making the task simpler. The leather of his glove rasps her skin as he tightens his grip on her forearm, causing her to flinch.
        "Why are you doing this? Can't you just leave us alone?" Both guards laugh and the one holding her jerks her forward as he starts walking, the second guard trailing only shortly behind him.  
       "Why would we choose to deprive ourselves of something so rare and succulent as your kind? Why would we, even as the goddess denies us the creation of our own?" The guard behind snickers at this.
       "Not to mention the king has a peculiar 'desire' for you little ones. I can't blame him either." His words shatter the small ray of hope she saw in her future. So she wipes her face of emotion and remains silent until they reach a large door. The guard that was gripping her arm lets go and opens an average size door that was set into the large one. The guard behind her shoves her forward. "Go on." Cheulyn stumbles through the door and is immediately grabbed by a group of old ladies. They begin stripping her of her clothing without saying a word. They pull a silken lace garment over her head and although it reaches her knees it fails to hide all of her. The old ladies leave after it settles and a man clad in only boxers and a white undershirt enters. "Good, my entertainment has arrived. I think this time I will tell you exactly what will happen to you." He steps forward, kneels down and looks directly into her eyes.
All the while his dance with a malevolent glee waiting for the light in hers to go out, anticipating the pleasure of seeing her personality die. "Tonight I will tie you up and hang you from the ceiling by your wrists, when you have lost consciousness I will take my first taste of your sweetness. And tomorrow-
        He stops mid sentence as a ball of fire the size of a head rises above the glaring little girl. The flames in the middle disappear and reappear in sync with the words that seem to come from nowhere. "Won't happen. By this time tomorrow you will be dead and the Too Old Empire Will be electing a new treacherous lech to lead them. Your body will be a pile of ashes, and she will be on her way back to lolitannia."  
        "Surprise. Not only will your body be a pile of ashes, your soul will be trapped in a realm of darkness with whatever monsters you have been keeping hidden." A black sphere about the same size as the other whispers as it slides into his skull. He then walks past Cheulyn and opens the door.
        "Return this child to her home and protect her along the way, No one is to interfere with your journey. Return in five minutes with clothes for her and be ready to leave immediately." Disregarding the looks on the guards faces he closes the door and walks back to Cheulyn. "Did I do good master?"
        "Yes, Now lets leave. Make sure you keep your word and he really does become a pile of ashes."

[alex]

Name:Alex

Gender:Male

Class:Swordsman/Anthropoid Wolf
Skilled in the use of swords, prefering speed and agility over raw phisical power. Can use any kind of sword but prefers rooloing with his favorite two one-handed swords, the black Destruction and the white Salvation. Due to a mix between human and wolf bloodlines he gains the strength, agility and speed of wolfs, while also getting the ability to think, speak and racionalize like a human. That means his sens of smell and hearing is really high, but can only see black and white. He can also transform into a wolf form, but that form makes him dangerous even for allies cause he loses the the ability to think clearly.

Appearance:Silver fur, wolf hears and tail, 12 years old (human years yes), kind of short sized hair, Kirito-like armor. Carries two one-handed swords on his back. Previously 6'0" when in human form, currently 5'6", but the wolf form is that of a gigantic wolf (hm...a human's head would reach the wolf form shoulder blades).

Background:Alex was born in an isolated vilage deep into the forest of Lolitannia. His mother and father died after giving birth to his younger sister, so he had to take care of her. He decided he wanted to learn how to use swords, so he could protect his little sister. The vilage's master swordsman trained him for six years, and after all that time he finally surpassed his master. He was given the choice between two swords, the black Destruction and the white Salvation. He couldn't chose when he was asked, so he promised to return the following day to give his answer.
Alex went hunting in his wolf form, and only came back to the village at sun set.
"What the hell..." His village was completely destroied. There was blood everywhere, the houses were burning, the smell of death was in the air...suddenly, a dark thought ran through his mind. Alex dashed to his crumbled house... "No..NO!!!!!"
The body of his sister was laying on the ground, with a spear which held a reaper insignia coming out from where her heart used to be, her body covered in blood, still warm...crying, feeling worse than he ever felt before, he got up. He went to the remains of his master's house and picked up a piece of light armor (just like this one http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120809063811/swordartonline/images/f/fa/Kirito_ACD_1.png) and two one-handed swords, one white, the other black.
...
It's now morning. Standing in front of his sister's grave Alex speaks "I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you when it matered most...but I promise you, I'll hunt down every single Death Bringer(clan which uses the reaper insignia) I can find! I'll make them pay, my sweet sister, for you and everyone else!"
And so his adventure began. It's been two years since then, the Death Bringers numbers decreased but their power whitin society grew, but they still fear the dual-wielding swordsman. There is a bounty of 10.000.000 LTD on Alex's head, dead or alive. The number of Death Bringers dead is now over 500. The clan's influence in Lolitannia doesn't increase thanks to him, but the Too Old Empire is already under their control. Thanks to the bounty most people seek his head, but those who know about the Death Bringers true nature tend to leave him to his own path. He is considered one of the best swordsman in the world, being both the faster and most agile, and he is feared for it. But despite the rumors he is a kind and gentle towards others, never hurting the inocent.
He is the Hero of the children in the Loli Orphanage. He saved most of them from slavers and kidnapers, so they think of him as a slightly older brother. The orphanage is currently the only place where he is welcomed, and he teaches a lot of things to the lolis there...sometimes about his race, even though he might be the only one left...
He still seeks to take down the Death Bringers for what they did to his beloved sister and friends, though it's hard for him to enter T.O.E without being noticed...will he find friends to help him? or will he single handedly take down T.O.E just to find the head of the Death Bringers, "Reaper"? Only time will tell...

[LordKalsifer]

so when are we gonna get this baby started?? 

[alex]

How are we gonna do it? I mean if all of us write it might turn out really chaotic, so will there be one or two designated writters? or do you want to be the one writting this?

[y0k41]

Hm usually RP is where you just control your own character....sometimes there's a narrator of sorts who controls the npc's and comes up with scenarios too.

Oh but we should discuss this in: http://www.holylolikingdom.net/forum/index.php?topic=1356
and keep only in-character stuff in this topic.

[LordKalsifer]

i believe in us guys!

[iEat_Loli]

i wanna join but i prefer using girl but i'm bad at deciding my chara appearance

this remembered me when i'm still active at fanfiction.net

[LordKalsifer]

okay just use the character format and post your char.

[BrokenSalvation]

I'll be posting mine soon  (Still busy w/ stuff)

[LordKalsifer]

alright looking forward to it

[BrokenSalvation]

Name: Yumeji
Gender: Male
Class: Pactioner (Makes pacts with youkai)
Appearance: Yumeji - 5'8''. Brown hair. Blue eyes. Standard school winter uniform. (Dark blue tie, beige long-sleeve coat, white inner polo). Brown slacks.
Yuki - 4'9''. Silver hair extending to knees. Pink ribbon tied to her hair on the side. Orange eyes. White kimono with pink edges. Pink sash. White beret.
Background:

Spoiler for Hiden:

In the outskirts of Lolitannia's kingdom, Yumeji was born in a place where youkai were known by people but aren't treated well. Coming from a normal family, he excelled at his studies at a young age. His classmates, teachers, and parents would always praise him when he gets a perfect grade in his tests which in turn made him happy. Truly, he was blessed with a good life... is what he thought in the past.

One day during lunch, the news on the television at the school cafeteria reported that Yumeji's parents were accused of murder of the boss of their company and is now faced with imprisonment. At that moment, Yumeji felt the looks of scorn coming from his classmates. News about this quickly spread throughout the whole school and soon, everyone was looking at him suspicously. He thought that the teachers might understand his situation and returned to class, but his expectations betrayed him soon after. Eventhough his homeroom teacher was acting like always, there was a feeling of distrust coming from him. For the next days, he tried his best to regain the trust of everyone with every way he knows, but it was all futile. In the end, one sentence that came out from his mouth sealed it all, "Who cares about them anyways..."

The following days, the glares of his classmates didn't seem to bother him any longer. He performed his best at all fields, especially in academics. The more achievements he made, the more resentment his classmates felt towards him, but he didn't care. His teachers noticed his achievements however and began praising him again like before, but their words felt hollow, as if forcing themselves to cheer him up. This made him distrusting towards any person. While walking home, a person suddenly asked for his time. He glared at him and declined his offer, but the person was persistent. In the end, he handed out an envelope to him. Upon returning home, he opened the envelope to find a huge amount of cash and a letter coming from his parents. Written a long time ago, it says that they knew this day would come when they would be framed for something seeing as they were developing a lot of hatred from other people for they were doing the right thing. This cash was saved by them a long time ago for him in case the worst case scenario happened. After Yumeji finished reading the letter, he hid it together with the money and went to sleep, not feeling hatred, sorrow, or joy.

Then it all happened when he was in his last year in school. After running late from shopping, Yumeji was running towards his home to avoid further contact with the cold of winter. He then stopped after noticing something. "...A youkai?" A wolf covered up in blood-colored insignias was slowly approaching a pile of snow. Seeing that it was too far for him to get noticed, he continued to move, until he saw something. Almost covered in snow, a small girl with white hair was lying on the ground. A blue insignia on her left hand signified that she too was a youkai. "Well, that's how life goes." Knowing what will happen next, Yumeji decided to just ignore it.

But still, his legs won't move forward. "..." He knew that if he goes now, that girl will be devoured by the wolf. After all, its a survival of the fittest. And her being a youkai isn't also helping. But still, he won't move. Instead, his body was shouting out to help her. "Damnit... why now of all times..." Feeling something other than the emptiness inside him, he dashed to protect the girl. As the wolf was about to lunge to her, he kicked its head. "Get away from her!" Holding an ice pick he always carries in case of emergencies, he took a stance. The wolf lunged at him and bit his arm, legs, and other parts, and he would retaliate by punching, kicking, or stabbing it. Eventhough he was in so much pain, he doesn't stop fighting until the wolf finally died. He lied down on the snow, unable to feel anything anymore due to the cold and having lost a large amount of blood. "So I'll die like this..." He closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

"...you." Suddenly, warmth embraced his whole body while a voice woke him up. "Thank you. Without your help, one of my daughters wouldn't have made it." She spoke like how his mother does. He tried to open his eyes, but can't. "For a human who loathed our kind to give up his life defending them is a feat anyone can say but not everyone can do. I also know how harsh life was too you." Yumeji tried to speak, but his body doesn't listen to anything he says. "That is why, I'll give you the power to protect those you hold dear. May my daughter learn from you well for I cannot be with her for long. That is why I'll be leaving her to your care." The voice disappeared and the warmth faded.

Feeling able to move, he slowly opened his eyes. "Ah, you're alive!" The girl from before was staring at his face. "Thank you for saving me. I'm Yuki, an ice fairy. It's a pleasure to meet you!" He continued to stare at her. "...Why." "Why?" "Why didn't you just leave? You know that we humans despise youkai." I pointed the icepick on her face, but she didn't budge an inch. "Well that's obvious! You helped me when I was all out of magic, and now it's my turn to help you!" Her smile removed all agression from Yumeji. "Besides, we can't leave each other anymore. See?" She held his hand and brought it to my face. A blue insignia similar to what she had also shone on my left hand. "What's this?" "All that I know is that once I touched your hand, we immediately formed a pact. I was surprised you know! Only high level youkai can form pacts with other youkai." "Pact?" "Ah, its kind of like a master servant relationship, except they both can't leave each other for a certain distance or else their life will be slowly drained." He instictively held her hand tight after hearing that. "Ah, sorry." "No, no. It's nothing." She stood up. "I'll be in your care!"

The following days thereafter, Yumeji slowly opened himself up again on others thanks to Yuki's happy-go-lucky attitude. He also now visits his parents at prison, talking about everything. In battle, he shows no opening as he endlessly barrages his enemy with ice-based attacks in both melee and range. Although he's just a human, he never backs down to anything that would harm them, especially when Yuki is threatened. Now, they're both living their lives happily like how a father and daughter would, but slowly, a new feeling that they will both experience for the first time is about to bloom...

Sharo's background

Spoiler for Hiden:

Corruption. It was as old as the beginning of everything itself. It only had an identity when it was discovered by humans but even then, it still remained intangible. But, the fact that it was recognized after so long filled it with something new.

As the years passed, corruption has been coined as a bad thing in the eyes of the humans, but it didn't care. It just wanted the attention they were giving it and nothing more. In fact, it was happy when various shady-looking people started woshipping it. In their prayers they asked for the destruction of all or the power to do so. It wanted to fulfill the wishes of those who recogize it, but its state didn't allow to do so.

One day however, it felt a 'connection' from one of the worshippers. It was a mage practicing forbidden arts. Exchanging his own life, the mage chanted an eerie-sounding spell which drew it closer to him. Suddenly, the thing it always wanted to do happened. "What do you want?" After several decades of trying to communicate with the other humans, this was the first time it was actually able to do so. The mage, staring in awe at the sky, had a twisted smile. But before he could ask it what he wants, the spell took its toll from him. Once again, it was... 'lonely'.

Or so it thought. Though faint, it could still feel a connection with other worshippers and practitioners of the same arts the mage was using earlier. When they recite their prayers, its power rises allowing it to commune with them. From there, it tried to do its best in giving everything they want and in return, they feed it with power coming from other lifeless beings.

"Ah..." Suddenly, a tied-up little girl who was crying was brought up to its altar. "Oh, great God!" A man who was called Pra' Vum took out a dagger with red insignias. "We of the Vore Cult apologize for the previous offerings for they are of low standards!" He points the dagger to the girls throat. "Mo...Mommy..." Throughout all the years, it was given human offerings. But having a live human begging for her family was something new to it which gave another kind of feeling inside itself. "But now we have secured a proper sacrifice to appeal to you! May you..." He puts up the dagger. "Accept it!!" And stabs the girl.

The girl who could not do anything cried both in pain and in fear. Each time Pra 'Vum stabbed her, she let out a cry, and for each cry, something stirred inside it. "No..." It muttered to itself. "No... Stop it!" It shouted as loud as it can, but they couldn't hear it any longer due to it breaking its connection to the worshippers uncontrollably.

"..." It was already 3 months since it last communicated with humans. It doesn't know what made it go like that, but remembering the sight from that day made it feel uneasy. "Was this... what corruption meant...?" While in deep thought, a noise captured its attention. "*Hic* Mommy..." From behind the altar, the girl who was killed 3 months ago was crying. Apparently her spirit was unable to get out of here. "..." It wanted to help her, but since it didn't have a form, it couldn't do anything. "...Hey." Instead, it tried to talk to her. "Are you... okay?" It was its first time initiating the conversation. "*Hic* I wanna go home..." "Where is it?" "Mommy..." It was no good. Just speaking with her won't be enough. Without anything else left, it began to lose hope.

"No." It was hopeless. "No, it isn't!" You can't do anything. "Yes I can!" Then show it. "..." What's wrong? Giving up already? "No. I'll show you!"

Fighting against something it can call 'itself', it used every bit of power it had from its worshippers to at least take a form. It knew that if it did that, it would lose its identity to everyone who paid attention to it, but it didn't matter. "...!" A flash of light 'blinded' it.

"...Huh?" In the next moment, its vision went to the back of the altar. A heavy feeling covered it. "This is..." Slowly, it felt a sensation that it didn't felt before. A sensation as if saying that itshe was alive. "The girl... where is she?" Looking for the crying girl, she went around the area but to no luck, she didn't find her. She looked at the window in case that the girl left but what happened next was something she didn't believe.

"I... took her soul?" Seeing herself on the mirror, the face of the girl from earlier appeared. "No... No way... Instead of helping her... I..." Her head suddenly went heavy. She just wanted to take on a form that will enable her to help the child, not take her vessel from her. "Onee-chan... Thank you..." "!!" A faint voice suddenly echoed from the altar. Though it had a hint of loneliness, she felt 'love' in those words. At that moment, she felt what her existance meant. "An exchange of something for one's life..." Giving up her own life as an embodiment, she was able to free the girl from her shackles.

Now, the corruption which inhibited the soul of the girl, who called herself Sharo, severed all ties with her previous worshippers in order to see what the world was. Though she wouldn't forget everything that happened in the past, she tried to live her 'life' to the fullest everyday. But only until a fateful meeting in the future would she truly understand what 'life' really meant...

Tina's background

Spoiler for Hiden:

Eternal darkness.

A lone dragon slowly drifted to her death after receiving a mortal wound. Remembering what happened, she saw the face of her master who was carrying her while crying and the other person who came to help the both of them. Eventhough that person didn't have any form of relationship with them, he fought as if he knew her master. It was then the dragon thought that she would have no regrets when that person will now be the one beside her master.

Tears fell down.

As one of the most feared and noble of all creatures, even a dragon fears the one thing everyone has to face. 'No... I don't want to die...' Those thoughts swirled around her head. She knew she's already dead, but remembering all the times she went through with her master, she couldn't help but let out her emotions. 'Master Miki... help me...' She called for her master's name.

A flash of light.

"Don't worry." A voice followed by a warm light engulfed her. "As long as I'm around, I won't let the innocent get hurt any longer." A blurry figure appeared before her. "Alone I might not be able to do much, but since you've met and come in contact with him, I'm sure I'll be able to save you." "Who... are you..." The dragon, feeling her energy coming back bit by bit, softly spoke. Though it wasn't clear, the figure seemed to smile. "Sorry, but I haven't got much time. Any more and I'll put a burden to him." The figure stretched out what seems to be a hand and placed it on the dragon's head. "Now go... Tina."

A sudden change.

In the next moment, Tina's view changed to that of the sky. "This..." With her back on the ground, she lied silently for a few moments before grasping the situation. "I'm... alive..." As she tried to move, Tina felt something wasn't right. "Eh... Eh?! M-My body..." Looking at herself, she realized that her body was not that of a dragon's, but that of a human's. But despite her change in appearance, she still felt the power she once had as a dragon. Holding the ragged clothes she was wearing while struggling to stand, she immediately set her sights on a goal. "Master Miki, wait for me!"

The harsh reality.

After walking barefooted out of the forest, Tina immediately realized the vicinity and rushed towards the village where Miki trained, Ryugon village. It was a village that was on friendly terms with Monmusu village in the sense that they provide various resources and in exchange, they receive basic knowledge on summoning familiars. Finding herself in front of the said village, Tina saw a familiar face. "Ah! Master Miki's teacher!" An old man on his 70's was quietly sweeping the leaves that accumulated in front of his house. As Tina rushed to him, she asked. "U-Um, excuse me." "Oh? What's wrong little girl? Are you lost?" It took her a while to realize that she was the one the old man was referring to. "Is Miki here?" The old man suddenly stopped sweeping. "Sorry dear, but Miki passed away." "Eh?" Tina was taken aback by what the old man said. "When she went back to this village, she told us that her familiar was gone. But, instead of staying here, she told us that she'll try to find a way to bring her familiar back. We told her it was dangerous, but the determination in her eyes clearly stated that she'll go no matter what." The old man paused for a moment before he continued. "But then, we received news of a girl that was killed by demons while she was exploring a cave." Tina wanted to run to where the cave was, but her legs didn't budge. As she was about to burst in tears, the old man took out something from his pocket. "Those who retrieved her corpse said that she was holding a letter. I don't know if I should let you see this, but I trust that Miki wanted someone to read this."

The final good-bye.

"To anyone who is reading this, I'm sure that I'm already dead. These demons residing on this cave is tough, moreso without my friend Tina with me. But I don't resent my friend one bit. She always stood there beside me no matter what dangers lied ahead, and that's why I told myself that I won't let her death be in vain. I wanted to find a way to bring her back, but the monsters from Monmusu village said that a ritual like that is beyond my ability. I already knew it was impossible, but nevertheless I went to this cave in search of the necessary ingredients for the said ritual that I saw in one of the books from that village. And now, here I am writing a letter to no one in particular while holding on to my dear life. I would just like to say, thank you Tina. Without you, I'm sure that I won't be able to become the person I was now. Before meeting you, I was just a frail girl who can't appreciate anything in life. It was thanks to you that I now wake up everyday with hopes for the future. Thank you teacher, for letting me meet with my friend Tina. Also, sorry Yumeji, eventhough you saved both Tina and I, we lost our lives without repaying you back. Well, I guess Tina did repay hers. But, thank you for showing me a genuine kindness that made me feel like we're friends. As a person who has been alone for a long time before meeting Tina, it meant a lot for me. If, by fate, we would be able to meet again, I won't hold back and say that I..."

An ending means...

*Hic* As Tina read the letter, she tried to hold back her tears, but it just kept on flowing. The blood stains on the letter gave her a glimpse of the pain her master went through. Hearing her master died ate her from the inside, but as she repeatedly read the thank you's her master told her, a warm feeling flooded her. Reaching the final part of the letter, since the rest was already unreadable due to the blood, Tina finally broke into tears. "I'm sorry... master..." "...Master?" The old man, who heard what the girl said, had a surprised look on his face. "I see." The old man supported a gentle look as he patted her head. "It must have been hard for you, hasn't it? But I'm sure she treasured you up until the end..." He took something that looked like a pendant on his pocket and placed it on Tina. "Because she protected this. When she was returned back here, everything she had was in ruins except for this summoning stone tightly gripped on her hand." As she forced herself to hold back her tears, she looked at the pendant given to her. "Thank you..."

...A new beginning.

After receiving supplies and proper gear for a journey, Tina bowed to the old man. "I guess I won't be able to persuade you to come live with us here either huh?" "Sorry." "No need to be sorry. I understand." The old man smiled as he saw her off. "Master... I hope you find peace wherever you are. Don't worry, I'll let your message be seen by him." Holding the letter given to her, Tina went to look for Yumeji. But as she pursued the lonely road, she soon realized that she was doing it for another thing...

Sorry if my background is a bit too long. I got so into it. 

[Dirtyboness]

A large knight about five foot nine jogs over to Medama. His hair is short and he appears to be about fourteen. Medama has noticed him before. Gray was his name, No matter the training given him, he always did it with a smile. Medama had a sort of respect for the kid.  He had a large grin as he came to a stop. "So what are we doing today, sir? More sword drilling? Footwork practice? Sneaking over to look at the lolis play in the Ecchi River?" He chuckles before the last option and as he says it his grin turns into a open mouthed smile and his eyes seem to sparkle.