[b] [/b]Stella sat next to me in the empty bar, quietly sipping a cocktail. A pearl staff sits next to her, emblazoned with dozens of engravings. A small, violet gem rests on top of it, glowing with mysterious power. Her two purple wings fold onto her back, and her purple tail wrapped around the stool she sat on. Her long, blonde hair flowed in locks down to her shoulders. She wore a silver robe with white embroidery that almost sparkles in the dim light. Her cobalt eyes gave me a reassuring look as I twiddled my thumbs. “You’re nervous, aren’t you?” She spoke in a soft, soothing voice. “That’s alright, meeting new people can be a bit scary, especially in a new world like this. Hell, I’ve been imprisoned for one thousand years, and if not for those books to keep me company I’d probably have gone insane from the overwhelming amount of knowledge you’re taking in!” I gave a slight chuckle and looked down at my hands. White scales covered my body entirely, and I could feel my wings and tail move about, similar to Stella’s. Purple robes with black patterns and silver embroidery draped off of me, as if they were a size too loose. I can feel my blonde, sandy hair falling into my yellow eyes, and I blow it out of them. I’m still not too aquatinted with this new body, but that’s okay. As I stare down at my veins, I can almost feel the blue lightning pulsing and surging through it. It feels exhilarating. I look back up to Stella, who towers over me even while sitting down. “How many of them are there?” I sound like a child as I say it, but I don’t care. She may as well be my big sister at this point. “Who knows? But we’re about to find out.” She gives me a slight punch on the shoulder and we return to our drinks, waiting to meet Offtopia’s residents and heroes. [spoiler]RP starts here. This is purely so you have a chance to meet Zyloth. But remember, you don’t know who he is or what he’s done![/spoiler]