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[RP] Dark Arts

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Mr Pokemon:
Stoore was surprised as the girl ran into his shield. He didn't have time to react before one of his new friends told her pursuers to go away.
"H-Hello. Who are you?"
He noticed that she was another of his kind. A half-breed.
I wonder if she is as nice as the general, Stoore thought. He also thought about chasing down the men who had made fun of her, but dismissed the thought as he couldn't even see them anymore. They were already heading to the caves to fight the goblins.
"Maybe we should go now."
Stoore began walking south again, this time a little faster. He checked to make sure his companions were still there.

Frenchfry:
Lord DeCanto turned, watching the Defender leave. He quickly turned to face the Ranger.
"You are a machine. A minister of death, praying for war. You'll do no good to any army as a timid little girl." With that, he departed after the Defender, speaking in a low tone to him as he caught up.
"And what of you, Defender? Do you plan on sugar-coating the girl's weakness as our Archer did?"

Bing:
Pierre continued walking in the back of the group closely observing, trying to figure out everyone's strengths.

Mr Pokemon:
"Well, I dunno. I don't really plan much, people usually tell me what to do."
Stoore looked at this demonic character. He seemed angry.

Jerry:
It was reassuring for Chloe to find that this group of new recruits weren't all bad. The archer there tried to defend her and even suggested that she should join their group. Then a tall recruit, with a huge dark armour approached questioning her about her wrong behaviour.

He must he right... he seems to know his stuff... Chloe thought.

Before she could answer, the knight severely told her to act like a warrior. After all, she came here to be one. And before she could re-arrange her thoughts, the other half-breed against whom she knocked with asked her:
"H-Hello. Who are you?"
"Um.. Hi, I'm Chloe from the Belinsk Tribe."

He then hurried towards the cave, glancing now and then towards the rest of us. The knight turned to her again, this time, the words he told were more intimidating.

This is enough. I'll show them what I am capable of!

She noticed him to then mumble some words to the other half bred walking at the front. Picking her ears up, she could distinguish some of his words. It seemed that the test would be even harder now that she new how other recruits thought about her. She nonetheless picked the pace at which the group was walking and followed them into the cave.

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