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They could get a mysterious letter in the mail. -suggestion-

[[hm. good idea]] ((Just copy and paste, but change the minor things like name, gender, etc.))

Ms. Taylor Sommers,

As you know, you are a very special being. You have talents most others would trade their souls for. The Oracle has spoken and you are to come and hear the prophecy and destiny will unwind. The meeting will be held with others of your kind in the Magyk world. You should know how to get there by yourself. If not, we shall send a guide. The meeting will be held in the Library of σοφία. We shall see you there at 10:00 tonight. Have a safe journey here. ~

Erebus, Head of Magyk Realm

[[eh. it sucks, but i'm brain dead at the moment.

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Taylor read the letter over again, trying to figure out why they would want her. She had traveled to the Magyk realm before to do some business with magykal artifacts. She sighed and folded the paper once again. She closed the door to her room. She had wanted to ignore the letter, but her mother said it would be important. She already had a bag packed, but she was going to keep it here on a last-minute decision. With a sigh, she grabbed some chalk on her bureau and kneeled down on the ground. She quickly etched a pentagram onto the ground and her thoughts drifted to religions that believed the pentagram was a sign of evil. She chuckled to herself. All ancients knew the pentagram was a sign of the elements. Air, water, earth, air, and spirit. Her eyes flashed violet only for a moment and she stood in the center of the circle.

She closed her eyes. "I ask thy elements to heed these words. Spirit, my sister. Come to me and take me from here to the Magyk Realm." Her eyes turned from gray to violet as she opened her eyes. She stepped out of the hazy cloud that had formed around her. She coughed a few times as the mist swirled around her. "Spirit, I give my thanks. You may depart," She said and felt the element leave.

She looked around uneasily. She had come here before, but she had also worn her necklace of protection given to her by her mother. She had also left that at home and almost kicked herself for it. She sighed and looked around. Some trolls were eyeing her warily before returning to the chat they were having before. In the Magyk realm, creatures of myth and magyk did not have to hide their true form. She felt more at peace here than back at the human world. She took out the paper again, even though she knew the words by heart. "Alright, library. Here I come," She said and walked through the streets.

((Do they all get to the realm the same way? I'm as.suming so... I need to know before I post.)) 

Mr Zakeru Tokage,

As you know, you are a very special being. You have talents most others would trade their souls for. The Oracle has spoken and you are to come and hear the prophecy and destiny will unwind. The meeting will be held with others of your kind in the Magyk world. You should know how to get there by yourself. If not, we shall send a guide. The meeting will be held in the Library of σοφία. We shall see you there at 10:00 tonight. Have a safe journey here. ~

Erebus, Head of Magyk Realm

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A boy with light gray hair was sprawled across a three cushioned couch in the family room of his parents' house. One arm folded under his head while a leg was bent at the knee with his foot flat on the rather bland cushion. The other arm was propped up at the elbow and in his hand was a letter written on fairly old and yellowed parchment. It crinkled when he moved his fingers. His orange eyes flitted across the lines as he re-read the letter for a better part of three minutes. He leaned his head back with a groan.

Man. If he showed his to his parents then it'll mean that he'd have to go to the Magyk realm. Pushing himself up into a leaning position, he stood up and climbed the stairs two at a time until he was on the upper landing. He could hear his parents doing something he'd rather not think about. Snorting, he slipped pas-sed the closed white door to his room where he already had a suitcase packed.

Folding the letter back up, he stuck it in his right back pocket and went around his room to look for some chalk. He had been the Magyk realm a few times when he was a kid and with an older friend. Finding a small stick of white chalk, he made a triumphant sound close to that of a bugle. With a broad smile, he knelt down on a bit of open floor and started to draw an intricate pentagram that symbolized the elements. He was often made fun of it because he had drawn a similar pentagrams on almost everything he owned. The shirt he was wearing was currently pentagram free. Once the symbols of the elements were in the pentagram, Zakeru stood in the center and faced the direction of his corresponding element. One arm was out stretched and the fingers were hooked into claws. The other arm was bent at the elbow and the hand rested on the inner elbow of the arm it was resting on.

Closing his eyes, he exhaling a breath, he started chanting softly under his breath. From the chalk vertex's, lines of deep crimson flames circled up from them and connected at the top as they curved together. Now, it looked like Zakeru was standing a flaming dome. A smile curved his lips as he snapped his orange eyes open. But now they were an alien black. Finishing the last syllable of his chant at nearly a shout, the flames around him flashed and momentarily blinded him. When the light faded he stood in the Magyk realm in the same position he was in back in his room on Earth. He smiled as his eyes faded back to their original orange. The black tendrils retreated back into his pupils.

Lowering his eyes, he glanced around for the back he packed and realized it wasn't with him. Letting out disappointed huff, he took the letter out of his back pocket and re-read it one last just to get the name of the library. Returning it to the pocket, he took off at a steady jog to the library. He had memorized the best route when he was kid. Lucky him.

[[Kinda. My charrie uses the chalk cause she feels safer with it :P Tode's charrie didn't need chalk]]

Taylor decided to take the back routes. Most of the creatures she pa.ssed had given her looks of wonder and awe. She did not like that. She had pulled up her black hoodie and shadowed her face. The purple emblem of spirit still blazed on the front of her sweatshirt though. She felt so vulnerable right now. The Magyk realm was not a place to be if you were unprepared or defenseless. She fought the urge to give in to her other side. To know she wasn't vulnerable.

A curioius fey had taken to following her. Every time she looked back, the creature would shrink to its fairy size. Taylor rolled her eyes, knowing if she ignored the strange creature, it would leave her alone. Suddenly, she stopped. Her spine stiffened as she felt the presence of another Element. The fire element was being carried by a dragon. Only five known half dragons carried these elements in the whole world. "This keeps getting more interesting," She thought aloud to herself. The fey giggled behind her. Another wave hit her. An air dragon had entered the realm. She stopped walking, not knowing she had started again. She looked up and found herself on the stairs to the Library. The stone gryphons sitting at the usual perch swiveled their heads at her, the stones not making a sound as the statues moved. She dipped her head to them and they swiveled back. Without a backwards glance, Taylor entered the building.

Mr. Keb Harrison,

As you know, you are a very special being. You have talents most others would trade their souls for. The Oracle has spoken and you are to come and hear the prophecy and destiny will unwind. The meeting will be held with others of your kind in the Magyk world. You should know how to get there by yourself. If not, we shall send a guide. The meeting will be held in the Library of σοφία. We shall see you there at 10:00 tonight. Have a safe journey here. ~

Erebus, Head of Magyk Realm

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Keb read through the letter three times, sighing and shoving it into his backpack, which had been stuffed with clothing and other essentials that he would need. His father had been the one to retrieve the mail, and seeing the Magyk Realm seal, he had opened it, and waited for his son to get home. He had never traveled the the Magyk Realm before, though he knew he was the element of Earth, and was probably the reason for being sent this letter. Slinging the bag over his shoulder, Keb grabbed a granola bar, following the instructions his father had given him to get to the Realm of Magyk. Once deep within the foilage, Keb traced a pentagon with his foot into the soil lazily. He mumbled some phrases that his father had written on the back of the letter, shutting his eyes as well. A large wall of growth grew around him, climbing until they met each other at the top, then shrinking down into nothingness, taking the boy with him.

There was a pressure after he closed his eyes, one which he could only guess was from the transferring to the Realm of Magyk. Opening one emerald eye, the boy glanced around, seeing the strangest things he had ever encountered, then remembering he could shift into an Earth dragon. Keb uneasily walked over to a cyclops who happened to be selling fine jewelery, pulling out the piece of paper from his pocket and reading the name of the library, asking for directions. His gaze shifted a few times to his watch, which read close to 10:00, the time at which he was supposed to meet Erebus. The cyclops gave him a cofused look, then pointed to her throat which had a large scar on it, a burn mark. She must have done something vile to recieve that punishment.... He thought wearily, nodding and thanking her before getting directions from a satyr nearby. At least, Keb remembered, they could understand what he was saying, it could be worse. 

Zakeru slowed down to a walk when he noticed the library and its stone gryphons. He stared at them with a slightly confounded ex
pression. Where they real? Or just carved out of stone? He had only been to the library once as a young kid, but he couldn't remember. “Who remembers things from when they were five,” he muttered as his brows furrowed.

Bounding up the stone steps two at a time, he was soon at the doors. When his hand touched the handle, he saw movement from the corner of his eyes. Spinning around, his orange eyes fell on the stone gryphons who had tilted their heads backwards to get a better at the half-dragon. Zakeru cocked one brow at that. The gryphons seemed to have caught that movement for they quickly returned their heads to their original position.

Zakeru sighed and shook his head, before raking his fingers through his hair. The black locks framing his face intertwined with the light gray strands and started to take on the appearance of a zebra or a white tiger. Turning sideways slightly, he opened the doors to the library and entered the building. The doors closed softly behind him.

Zakeru looked around the library and he saw a girl sitting at a circular table. Or it looked like a girl. He couldn't tell, she had a hood covering her face. Taking a few steps in, he froze when the girl spoke to him and threw back her hood, though she approached him rather slowly. He blinked his light orange eyes. She was pretty and she called him a fire dragon. A crooked smile played with his lips as he inhaled her scent through his nose. She was also a dragon. One that controlled Spirit. Hm... interesting. Pulling the folded parchment out of his back pocket, he opened it slightly to show his name and the first few lines of the letter. “This want you wanted to see?” he asked, slowly.

Zakeru glanced at the letter she showed him and he inclined his head. Folding up his letter, he placed it back in the back pocket. Hooking his thumbs in the belt loops of his pants, he walked towards the table and glanced around. The place looked vaguely familiar, though when your five and small, everything looked bigger than it actually is. He sighed and raked a few fingers through his hair, pulling his bangs back from his face. His orange eyes not staying on a single thing in the library for more than a second. He had heard what Taylor had said and decided not to say anything in case him speaking would break her concentration.

((My post shall quaver in cowardess at yalls. XD))

Kyes tennis-shoes smacked the concrete as he neared the library. It looked like an old-style cathedral almost, with gargoyles and gryphons. Silent stone guardians. He shuddered as he neared the doors and turned to see the gryphons had swiveled their heads to watch them. One seemed to hiss at him.

Silent my foot.

He forced his breath out and reached for a doors. They opened before he was 5 inches from them, nearly causing him to fall. He stumbled into the building, his steps echoing loudly. 

Zakeru turned back towards Taylor who had sat back down in the chair he had originally seen her in. “You mean what I preferred to be called, or my actually name that my parental units gave me?” he asked after pondering her request. Removing his thumbs from the belt loops, he pulled back a chair two down from Taylor's right and sat down.

“My parentals named me Zakeru Tokage. But I would rather go by my last name which means 'Lizard' in japanese... So, its either that or Lizard,” he said as he spotted another male come in. Inhaling the new scent, he figured out he was a controller of air.

Ms. Kismet White ,

As you know, you are a very special being. You have talents most others would trade their souls for. The Oracle has spoken and you are to come and hear the prophecy and destiny will unwind. The meeting will be held with others of your kind in the Magyk world. You should know how to get there by yourself. If not, we shall send a guide. The meeting will be held in the Library of σοφία. We shall see you there at 10:00 tonight. Have a safe journey here. ~

Erebus, Head of Magyk Realm

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Kismet tossed down the letter on the wooden coffee table , after she had read over for a good five minutes, and grabbed her jacket from the couch, along with her bag that she had filled with neccasary items. She slipped out, and found a good area with sand, she drew a pentagram with her index finger, and then quietly whispered the words she knew too well. Water started rising up from the ground, and Kismet was soon covered by it. She finished the chant and heard the water splash to the ground suddenly. She stood before the Library, and walkeded up it's huge stairs. She waited for the doors to open, and then walked inside. She heard nothing but her own footsteps. She opened a door and found many other teenagers. "Hello?" She asked, seeing if anyone would respond.

((There we go. :) ))