Sigh. I go up to my attic bedroom and flop down on my bed. Sometimes, I think I was just not born to be a wizard. Wizards are brave. Outstanding. Quick. Powerful. Danie is an exemplary wizard. I'm not. I try to do everything she says, I really do. But I just can't help being soft-hearted. I'm glad I haven't gotten my quest yet. All wizards have to complete a quest before they can get a job. I still have lots to learn before I can go on my quest though. If I went now, I would probably die. Being an apprentice is hard, but being a full-on wizard is even harder. 

"Booksy? I'm going out. Don't kill yourself--or anyone else--while I'm gone. I'd like to be there when that happens. It'll be some sort of a miracle," Danie calls up.

I know I need to practice my levitation spell so that I can please Danie tomorrow, but I decide to take a rest first. I pick up a book, and absentmindedly flip through the pages. Before I know it, I start thinking of her. I try to brush the thought away, but it keeps coming back. I know that if I keep at it, I'll start to cry. And I can't cry. Danie hates it when I do. So I grab my cape and go outside. Maybe that will help distract me -- as long as nothing explodes on my head while I'm taking a walk.

I soar over the trees of a small forest, riding a breeze going northward. I have no destination, just seeing where the wind will take me.

Eventually, a small town comes into view in the distance. If it's a real town, it'll have people in it. And those people will have money. They'll probably be begging to buy my trinkets.

Smiling to myself, I shift back into a human and land gracefully on the ground about a kilometer from the town. It'll look suspicious if I fly in, so I begin to make the hike to my potential customers.

Pretty please with a large dollop of whipped cream on top, can I join?

Name: Carolion King, aka Caroline Diana Queen (don't worry admins, not my real name)

Race: Part human, but, due to living in the North Pole, she gained some atributes, like being able to withstand extreme temperatures and the ability to converse with polar animals.

Apperance: Golden hair and steely blue eyes that can hypnotize, but only when she's in big danger. Black parka with a hood lined with white fur, blue skinny jeans, and grey snow boots. 

Personality: Friendly, passionate, and outgoing, but when she's upset, she withdraws all her feelings and becomes emotionless and slightly cruel. 

Career: Races her dogsled, pulled by magical huskies, and also takes care of the polar animals.

Carolion:

I enter the town, my huskies at my heels. I've completely run out of both dog kibble and Cap'n Crunch, so I'll probably die if I didn't make this supply run. Eyes on the horizon, I approach a shop, and nearly jump when I see some strange...thing flying through the sky.

I look again, and there's nothing but a person. Stupid imagination.

I enter the shop, my favorite one in this village. The walls are lined with clicking, whirring inventions, and in the back, there's everything you might need--including my Cap'n Crunch. I approach the shopkeeper, a wizened old man who knows me well.

"Miss Caroline! How wonderful to see you! I have something I've been saving for you.' He pulls out a litte bronze automation, depicting a girl on a dogsled, being pulled by moving huskies, so lifelike I could swear they were real.

"It's wonderful," I breathe.

"And free," he says with a laugh.

"Oh, I couldn't!"

"I insist," he tells me, placing it in my hands. I profusely thank him and buy my Cap'n Crunch, and the kibble, then leave the wonderful store. 

Danie~

I sneak around the forest, watching for any movement. I need some fairies. Fairy stew sounds delicious.

I smile again.

My first one... And do I smile cake? 

I am definitely joining, if it's okay.

Name: Carric Green

Race/class: High Elf wizard

Appearance: Like most elves, he has pointed ears. He has brown hair, and his eyes are green. He wears a green hooded cloak, and he has a leather glove on his left hand to cover a streak of blue on his skin.

Personality: He is incredibly peaceful, and would only fight if his allies were in trouble. He is very quick, and he claims to have memorized every magical book in his hometown's library. He is known to speak in aincent languages when he is angry.

Weapon: His main weapons are a bow and his magical skill, but he carries a strong dagger in case of trouble.

Career: He has worked as a librarian for most of his life, but has taken up adventuring in his free time. 

Something else about Carric is that his adventuring spirit always gets him in trouble, and his spells sometimes don't work as planned (aka "fizzle"). Just trying not to get too overpowered.

Sorry. My name for the character would be NatureWriter.

MUST JOIN, just not right now when I'm supposed to be doing my French homework! I'll come back to this!!

Koda says epvo. Y'know, Koda, I think that's one of those words that sounds like it should be a word but isn't actually a word. Good try, though.

Name: Pigment  

Race: Giant intelligent chameleon 

Appearance: A chameleon standing on his hind legs, the size of a child when standing up. His katana are strapped across his back, his crossbow strapped to his arm, and his kunai in a small, barely noticeable pouch. 

Weapon: Kunai, a pair of jeweled katana, and a crossbow able to fire three bolts at once.

Personality: Smarter than most. Very sociable and friendly, yet is grim and efficient in battle or doing his job. When not on the job, he likes to seek out new and strange things, often visiting odd shops. Needless to say, he's very curious.  

Career: Mercenary ninja.  Works alone, as his camouflage assists him greatly. 

Note on Pigment. Avoid his gaze, as his eyes emit a hypnotic glare. Look at them too long, and you'll be out like a light. 

BOOM! My mind reeled in shock at what had just happened. That was supposed to be a spy robot! Nobody told me it would blow up! I silently cursed my employer and de-cloaked, racing towards the human that had been in the base. "Miss! Are you okay?!"