Sweet, sweet Hylian air... It seemed like forever since he had felt the wind on his face, the sun on his skin, and the almost intoxicating aroma of the land. An eternity locked away in his study, it seemed. Quietly, Sovelis Magelion Li'ano Liadon walked the streets of Hyrule Castle... a very different man than before. "We can't stay here anymore... I've done too much to affect this world's history, where I should have just been an observer."

So? You've meddled in other worlds before.

"Yea... but not to this extent. And this is the only world that I've died so many times in." The Tempest counted on his fingers, looking cross with himself. "Anymore, and I might start to feel weakened."

And what do you propose? We're stuck here... and everyone is against you now.

He stopped, leaning against the side of a building, pulling a slim, rolled piece of paper form a pouch, and light the tip, taking a long drag from the primitive cigarette. "Honestly, I don't know...."

-this post is sh!t. please disregard it as I post something new in the topic later-

OOC: SOVELIS! What's up! Long time no see, more so for me than anyone else! I returned when you left (whew, how long ago was that? Four months at least! Start a storyline topic ASAP!

Kasei, read your Fallen Angel notes that I sent you, and inform Sovelis of his role in that plotline! Immediately! Hasten!

And, um... Soup set...? >.> (:P)

IC: The streets were busy. Folk were everywhere, about their business. The sun was high in the afternoon sky, and the son of Grayblade was out, running what he called an 'errand'. There were many people abroad, and a few of them contained their own pool of magic. But there we some that were alien, which he could recognize in an instant, and one such aura that was present. Here, in the courtyard, an unfamiliar mage was abroad, and anything unfamiliar, especially with this great amount of will - enough to destroy a good majority of the castle itself just with the power of his thoughts, if he knew the power was within him - was a possible threat. He followed the aura to its source, until it lead to a blond haired human, smoking. Well that's a bit redundant. A powerful 'human' mage. Perhaps he's hoping the smoke will calm his mind, and take away from his great amount of thinking required for a spell.

When he was within seeing range, he nodded to the mage in greeting. "Good afternoon. I'm sorry to disturb you. I haven't seen you before, are you new here? I am Nogare Blade, son of Grayblade. I know a good many faces in North Castle, and I don't recognize yours."

"His name is Sovelis... good sir, and he's a pretty famous magician around here." A man's voice interrupted. It was gentleman passing by, his chaotic blond hairs hidden under a crimson red top hat and wearing a formal suit in the same color.
" 'tis an odd thing you don't know the man before you... but he hasn't been around for quite awhile now have you, Sovelis?" He glanced to the mage for awhile and then turned to Nogare.
"And to be quite honest, I have not seen you around here either... would you good man care to tell me your name... and in return you get hear my beautiful name and all titles involved."

Keychain walked lightly on her feet. She looked downward at them. She hoped to master what Aqua was able to do, stay light on her feet from dance. Dancing in the streets would be weird for her, though, so she just kept to trying to stay light in her heavy dress.

Jasper walked a few steps behind her. He kept a watchful eye on her. Why he was doing this, she did not know why. Meeting recently wasn't the big deal. It was how she had met him. The boy was weak and tired.

She kept getting her ashy red hair into her vision with her head bent down. She finally lifted it and looked around. People were around and busy as usual. Keychain and Jasper were out to do whatever. Well, Keychain was, she wasn't so sure what Jasper wanted to do.

Her gaze shifted to someone that she has never seen before. Jasper saw her looking and looked himself. He was at her side now. He towered over her. Rather than looking like a seventeen year old like she should, Keychain looked like a small twelve year old. With Jasper so much taller than her made her feel so conscious of how she looked to everyone.

"Do you know him?" he questioned. His voice was monotone. So plain and uncaring. She learned quickly that he spoke like that all the time. It was boring to hear him talk like that. Maybe put her to sleep if he spoke for a long time. Never did he speak two sentences a day, though.

"No, but I want to meet him. Even though he's. . . what's he doing?" Keychain looked at Jasper for help. Never had she lived with anyone who smoked. None. No one in the village did.

"Smoking." There goes Jasper's two sentences a day. She knew that she wouldn't be able to get anything else out of him, so she just grabbed his hand like she once did with her twin brother and walked off to see the boy.

"Hello," she said to Sovelis. "It's nice to meet you. I-I-I, uh, think. I-I mean you-you could-" Jasper suddenly jabbed her in the ribs. "N-never mind! I'm just blabbering like a fool."

Her pale face that was already pink from the wind became a deep shade of red. Jasper was chuckling, which made it even more red, something that once seemed impossible.

OoC; Why, hello!

OOC: Guys, you do realize that Sovelis posted this . . . nearly two and a half months ago, right?