You are a normal human being. A young adult in college, with your entire future ahead of you. So what if weird things happen around you sometimes? So what if that mysticisim class you decided to take as an easy A is a little weird? So what? At least, that's how you felt untill you came to class for a late night movie treat and ended up in some crazy fantasy land with witches and wizzards and... dragons?

   This is the story of six young adults and their slightly crazy Mysticisim professor, Ms. Sybil Meddles. They met to watch a movie in their classroom, but woke up in the land of Andrall. Andrall is in trouble. The Crown Prince has dissapeared and the King, his father, has died of a broken heart. The throne fell to a religious fanatic who only was one plan for the kingdom. The erasure of every bit of magic in existance. Can these six people, who are only now learning about the powers they themselves possess, find the prince and save magic?

   Each person embodies an element, has a gemstone to draw power from and has an animal to call.

 Fire - Ruby - Dragon - Emeraldwing

Wind - Topaz - Gryphon - Graveyardfox

Water - Sapphire - Hydra - Rikathefallen

Earth - Emerald - Golum (not as in LOTR, but as in a massive voiceless creature made of stone.) -Nightfyre

Death - Obsidion - Chimera - Emeraldwing

Life - Diamond - Unicorn- Reinabella

I will take Sybil and whatever is the last one left. I would prefer to keep the genders as even as possible, as I would like for everyone to have a love interest. Please follow the following bio.

Name: First and last

Age: No younger than 18

Gender:

Element:

Appearance: Either picture or deion. If it is a deion, please make it at least 4 sentences long.

Personality: Not optional. Once again, please make sure you have at least 4 sentences.

History: Not optional.

Major: This gives us even more insight into your character.

Love Interest: Open for now. Will see more as the story progresses.

You may play as a gay/ or bi character, but just please ensure that there is a place for a love interest for them that is not with another one of your characters. Please be litterate. If you have more than one character, have something from each character in each post.

Name: Professor Sybil Meddles

Age: 35

Gender: Female

Profession: Mysticisim Professor

Appearance:

   Personality: Sybil is very passionate about magic and what she does. She loves to teach and share with her students. Her greatest power is her mind. She's also a bit of a fourtune teller and can read the Tarot.

   History: Sybil accidentaly stumbled into Andrall when she was a young child. She came to know and love the place and has adopted its people and magic as her own. She was deeply hurt when the Prince dissapeared and the King died. Now she is determined to set things to right.

  Love Interest: She currently has none, though is she were to meet a charming older man she would not be adverse to the idea.

((Psh, you know me so well! Don't worry, that was my plan to begin with, Tld's two character rule has rubbed off on me <3 ))

Name: Jade Katanna

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Element: Death

Appearance:

((Her hair is black and eyes are blue.))

Personality:
Jade is a quiet, observant girl but with a short temper. If you know how to treat her, you have a friend for life. She will always be there, ready to lend out a helping hand or to teach lessons about not picking on others. She hates to see her friends get hurt and often ends up hurt herself. Treat her wrongly and you will forever be haunted by an evil soul. She leaves you in the midst of paranoia, and waits for you to tear yourself apart. Finaly, when you relax after months of terror, she will strike. Fast and hard.

History: Coming

Major: Actressing/Stunts

Love Interest: Open

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Name: Jake Katanna

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Element: Fire

Appearance:

Personality:
Very unlike his sister, Jake is the partier. He will go out and rock the night like it was his last, just for the heck of it. Nothing will stop him from getting what he wants and nothing should stand between him and his goals for he is a run away train. Spontaneous and unpredictable, he often finds himself in sticky situations. As good as his intentions may be in the beginning, his actions almost always end up with some one hurt.

History: Coming

Major: (Can't come up with the major for Police work, DX)

Love Interest: Open

((I own none of the pictures. Credit to the artist.))

((Yeah, but I'm not fond of golums. xD;

Or Golems. I'm pretty sure they're the same thing. ouo;

But yeah, I'll take water, please. c:))

Name:Garrett Michaels

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Element:Earth

Appearance:Garrett is massive, standing at 6'6", with a broad, muscular build like a warrior of old. His hair is cropped short to his head in millitary fashion. His eyes are intense blue. His favorite mode of dress is some form of fatigue pants tucked into his combat boots, paired with a grey or white wifebeater style tank.

Personality: Garrett is a fighter through and through. He firmly believes in equality and is usually the first to stand up for what he believes is right. He is also stubborn to a fault. He sometimes will not back down, even in the face of proof that he is wrong.

History: Garrett has a much younger sister, Melody, who is only 8. They were raised by good parents and had a verynormal childhood. Garrett joined the Army National Guard when he was 18 to help pay for college, but his contract only has a few more months untill it's over. His millitary involvement has helped shape him into who he is.

Major: Criminal Justice/ biology

Love Interest: Open for now. Will see more as the story progresses.

Name: Niccolai Borkov

Age: 22

Gender: I am a male, silly Amerikan.

Element: Water

Appearance:

Personality: Niccolai seems like a really rough person when you first meet him, but once you get past his accent he's really a pretty good guy. He likes how warm it is here, having come from Moscow when he was 13. He calls his friends comrades, and when he gets nervous, which is surprisingly often, he tends to thicken up his accent or just speak flat out Russian. By the way, he tends to smoke more when he's nervous than any other time when he just lights one up every now and again.

History: Born in Moscow as a single child, Niccolai grew up in a relatively harsh environment until he turned thirteen and moved to America. At first, he stuck out like a sore thumb, but now he could be any normal American until he starts talking. His accent has lightened since he moved here, as has his personality.

Major:
The arts. Musical and drawing.sculpting, etc.

Love Interest: Open for a dude. Yup, sorry girls...he's gay~

((I actually have a good friend who's Ukranian. And he has an accent too, haha. So let's get this thing started! And please don't be offended be the cards that are drawn. They are truly random, I'm drawing them as I write, and I will explain everything once everyone gets here. Also, to see the pictures, google the Universal Waite deck.))

  Sybil moved through the room, lighting candles and setting out chips and drinks. Incense burned in the corners, filling the classroom with the scents of lavender, for relaxation, and sage, for purification. Soft music played from the stero. With a sigh, she moved to her desk and drew a worn black velvet bag from the top drawer. The cards inside of it were a little tattered around the edges, the colors a little faded from age and use, but the pictures were just as vivid as they had been the day she first saw them. This deck of tarot cards had called out to her and she had been reading them ever since. She shuffled through the deck and drew out 22 of them and set them aside before putting the others away. That accomplished, she shuffled the 22 again. For a few moments, she was still, breathing in the atmosphere of the room and centering herself. Her eyes were closed as she pulled the first of six cards from the deck chanting, "Show me... Show me..." under her breath.

   "Sable..." she whispered as she flipped the card. "The Fool... How appropriate," she gave a little giggle. The picture on the card was of a young man carrying a pack while a white dog danced behind him. Both looked happy and carefree, as though they did not see the cliff the young man was about to step off of.

   The next was "Jade... The Empress. Hmm..." She trailed off, picturing her student in her head. The image on the card was reminisent of the girl. A regal young woman sat in a throne, a crown resting on her head and a scepter held in her hand. At her side lay a heart-shaped shield emblazoned with the symbol of Venus and away from her streched a road.

   "Jake... Judgement..." An angel playing a trumpet hovered over a young family who stood naked in open graves. The land beyond them was a desolate wastland, but they appeared to be celebrating their ressurection. An interesting card for the boy.

   "Darien... Justice..." On this card a blind woman was seated between two pillars, garbed in the robes of service and barefooted. On her head rested a heavy golden crown. In her right hand was an unsheathed sword, held pointing upright towards the sky. In her left rested a set of balanced scales. "Oh, how will they ever believe this?"

   "Garrett... The Chariot..." A knight in armour stood inside a covered chariot. There was a city behind him, but the chariot was pulled by two sphinxs, one black and the other white. "Travel... Oh dear..."

   "Niccolai... Death..." A skeleton in black armor bearing a flag with a Celtic knot rode it's white horse past a fallen king while a priest blesses the monarch and his family weeps. "Oh, this will play out... has it already?" Sybil asked herself as she drex one final card, almost as an afterthought. "My card, The Wheel. Fourtune will change. Something good will come. I know it. Still..." she glanced back at the Death card. "Still... the old must die..." The clock chime suddenly and she looked up, seeing the time. With a little yelp she took the cards and laid them on the students' normal seats. They would be arriving in just a few moments.

Sable strode down the hall that lead to his Mysticism class. His head was down and his headphones were up on his ears. He was dressed in his usual violet punk-emo clothing. He had multiple outfits of different colors similar to what he was wearing now, but this one was not only his favorite color, but also the most comfortable. His MP3 player was in his hand and two bags were slung over his shoulder; the first a rather flat messenger bag with supplies he'd need for his class, and the second that carried his camcorder and a few extra memory cards.

As soon as he opened the door to the class, he blinked and looked up to observe the room, slowly pulling down his headphones so they'd hang around his neck. He was rather used to the setting of the room each day, but it still seemed unreal that a college classroom was set like this. Usually early, he wasn't surprised that he was the first one there as usual. He simply nodded politely to Sybil and heading towards his seat.

Something caught his attention however, and he stared at his seat as he set his bags down beside his desk. A Tarot Card? He picked it up, twirling it through his fingers with the skill of a man that knew his way around a deck of cards. Sable raised his eyebrow at the card. The Fool? Was Professor Sybil trying to tell him something?

He flicked his almost suspicious violet gaze to her briefly before sitting down at his seat, continuing to twirl the card through his fingers as he observed it carefully. It looked old, well used and faded. He wondered what they'd be doing today, doubting the card didn't have purpose. However, he kept quiet. He wasn't the type to ask and he'd simply have to wait until everyone was there to find out the reason the cards were there.