Yume's Beach

Yume began to stir, her body feeling damp and heavy. She was laying with her head on it's side, the sand pressing into her left cheek. Her slanted eyelids began to lift from their heavy slumber as blurry visions of palm trees and gulls danced into focus. She blinked a couple times before lifting herself. She was covered in sea weed and junk that had turned up with the tide. She shook her pinkish red hair letting sand and rocks fall from it. She looked around and found this remote place... unfamiliar. "What...happened?" she coughed, her throat dry and her lips cracked. She saw her wooden sword Uncle Ikai had made for her. 'Champ' as she called it, was stabbed into the dark sand as if it was deliberate. She blinked then recalled the night when that giant attacked their home:

Yume had grabbed her sword to travel to the next village to practice with her friends when she saw the giant terrorizing the villagers. "Mom! Dad!" she cried out, running through the crowds as the giant spewed flames and gravity based magic, causing all sorts of chaos. The ruckus also caused disturbances to the forest creatures, and before she knew it she was flying! A giant demon bird lifting her with a few other villagers, flocks of these creatures intent on taking prey before fleeing their homes no doubt! Yume had screamed, watching as her home quickly began to vanish from sight. As she was over the ocean she began to intensify her struggles. "Get off of me!" Yume cried, unsheathing her blade from it's felt cloth case, swinging the heavy wooden blade into the giant demon pelican like bird's neck, hitting a nerve which caused it to drop the young girl. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh---" Yume screamed, watching the bird get smaller before she splashed down, deep beneath the cerulean waves, her vision blackening...

Yume shivered, bringing her knees to her chest, huddled in her damp sailor fuku, wondering how long had she been away. Judging from her dehydration though, she guessed for at least three days... but three days passed out upon a beach? Where was she anyhow? She slowly rose herself to her feet, falling upon her knees. She was weak, dehydrated, freezing, and hungry. She slowly crawled over to the wooden sword, yanking it barely from its spot before forcing herself to her knees. "Water... food..." she shivered, using the blade as a crutch, forcing her self towards the jungle tree line.

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Felnara small form descended from the heavens, her body tumbling gracefully before she got into proper position to draw her chute. The parachute deployed, and the tiny, short stacked imp bounced in the wind... carried by the gusts to the edge of a beach below her.

Upon hitting the sand, the woman cut the chute, letting it fly behind her and prepared herself for the dragon... who seemed to fly off. The Rough Rider, however... was descending rapidly, to what looked like another part of the island. "Damnit Groose..." She sighed, sheathing one of her swords before removing her flight helmet.



She supposed it was no longer necessary, so she unzipped her flight suit to compensate for the humidity and began searching for clues for Leland's missing brat. He'll owe me that duel...among other things. Damn can't get that handsome, rugged bastard and his deadly eyes out of my head. Why all the people, its that guy who makes me feel this way? She sighed at her thoughts of love and lust, for a demon not much difference between the two, her impish nature outruled her dwarven one. Still, she couldn't linger on the thoughts much longer, she had a job to accomplish! She begins her initial search... unaware she was treading Yume's path to begin with.

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