[The Drop had been confusing as all hell, and Thomas hated every second of it. He'd hit the water and very nearly panicked as he was not a strong swimmer, but the gigantic jellyfish that had scooped him up and the accompanying voice of something small flitting around over his head had given him enough strength to reach the beach. Struggling out of the water with soggy clothes, he called out to the other people around him.]
Hello? Does anyone know where we are?
A Balanced Approach
[Iliona had been fairly insistent on coming to see what was going on, and Thomas hadn't the heart to say no. He was curious about the vote and the Celliwig, as well as the traders, and that had drawn him like a moth to a flame. The contest had struck him as odd, but he was easygoing enough that convincing him hadn't been hard. So gathering up his net, he started off into the fields.]
Okay! [He waves at anyone that happens to be near.] Do you want to take the north half of this field and I'll take the south? I know we're competing, but there's no reason to get in each other's way.
Stone's Throw
[Thomas, no stranger to danger, is just sitting down to have a nice cup of tea in a local cafe when wouldn't you know it...a giant boulder comes busting through the wall and smashes his table. With a yelp of surprise, he rushes outside.]
Are we under attack?!
Wildcard
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Thomas | Suikoden | Alchemy & Kinetic, Sprite Familiar
[The Drop had been confusing as all hell, and Thomas hated every second of it. He'd hit the water and very nearly panicked as he was not a strong swimmer, but the gigantic jellyfish that had scooped him up and the accompanying voice of something small flitting around over his head had given him enough strength to reach the beach. Struggling out of the water with soggy clothes, he called out to the other people around him.]
Hello? Does anyone know where we are?
A Balanced Approach
[Iliona had been fairly insistent on coming to see what was going on, and Thomas hadn't the heart to say no. He was curious about the vote and the Celliwig, as well as the traders, and that had drawn him like a moth to a flame. The contest had struck him as odd, but he was easygoing enough that convincing him hadn't been hard. So gathering up his net, he started off into the fields.]
Okay! [He waves at anyone that happens to be near.] Do you want to take the north half of this field and I'll take the south? I know we're competing, but there's no reason to get in each other's way.
Stone's Throw
[Thomas, no stranger to danger, is just sitting down to have a nice cup of tea in a local cafe when wouldn't you know it...a giant boulder comes busting through the wall and smashes his table. With a yelp of surprise, he rushes outside.]
Are we under attack?!
Wildcard
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