"I agree with Vincent," Leo said from behind them.

"Well, uh..." Isaac frowned at Joro as he spoke jibberish, "Yeah... I guess we're safe if we keep him on the boat until we reach land, it shouldn't be that far off now. But... I don't like the look of his weapons though. Any ordinary kid wouldn't have a whip and a gun that looks like a blade."

Isaac crossed his arms, murmuring to the others, "We hardly know this character, and he isn't from our island, so let's keep a distance for now, just in case. We can't be too careful," he added.

Sorry I took so long.

Bit o' news: Jaguar can no longer play with us.... So we get his character until she can be sufficiently removed. Preferably killed. But whatever. Pink = Loretta in light of that.

Sooo.... that's.....Nine? Ten? Between three players? I have got to get some more people.

Vincent sighed and turned to Loretta.

"Well?" he asked. He knew what her answer would be.

"I....think I agree with Isaac. I don't know what that thing is, but I don't like it. Paul's right though; it would be rather mean to toss him back into the water. Let's bring him into town and drop him off; he can then go about his own way."

"Alright... That's what we do then I suppose."

Well f***, he thought a bit later. If I wasn't so weak, I'd toss him in anyway.

The remainder of the voyage passed by without incident. Soon the came up to the shoreline; they couldn't see anyone nearby. The hauled the boat back onto land, stepped, and looked around.

"Okay then, kid. We got you back to land, now go on!" he said as he turned around.

To discover that he wasn't there. He was gone. Completely. Without a trace.

"That's taken care of I suppose. Let's find a town."

"Don't you think we should do something with the boat?" Paul asked. "Maybe it would be better to find someone and sell it. Then we'd have some extra money."

"Good point. How about you, Loretta, and Isaac wait here with it. James and I will see if there isn't a town nearby. Leo," he said, turning to the elf. "You can pretty much do what you want. I'm not about to force you with us. BUT, this IS human territory. Just so ya know."

"Okay," Paul replied.

Bye for now.

Name: Khalice Stratarius

Age: 3000 years, give or take.

Gender: Male

Appearance: Something like this...

History: Khalice's history is largely unknown. He has lived in exiled from the elves for an unknown reason for a long time. He only recently surfaced as the war progressed, and whether or not he is now an ally of the elves is unknown. Only time will surface his past.

Personality: Khalice has a heavy god complex developed over thousands of years of exile. He developed a method of defying death using that time, bringing himself to near immortality. That further asserted his ego, making him believe not even god can limit him. He thinks he commands all things, and that nothing can stand up to him.

Race: Elf

Class: Necromancer

Generic capability: 9

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