The Imprisoned City

Quincy's momentary confidence was shattered as some kind of...thing burst forth from the surrounding nature. She stood dead in her tracks, her knees practically knocking together despite the fact that she was a good twenty feet away from that particular gathering. She had started to teeter, the edges of her visions growing cloudy as she swayed. Her face paled and she opened her mouth like she were about to scream, but instead her lips were greeted by the soft soil as she slammed into it. Unconscious. 

   "Pippin! It rolls off the tongue nicely. It's nice to meet you," she nodded, watching her Professor's eyes light up when suddenly-

   Eliza jolted in place upon hearing the sudden voice beside her. A human girl had approached her side without her notice and introduced herself. "Yes, I did. I'm Eliza Chrysillis," she bent herself forward, gesturing a bow to the redhead before continuing, "I hope we can work together, Jintama." As her eyes scanned the recruit, she couldn't help but wonder what the girl's prowess excelled in. Her garments did not resemble any type of warrior's armor, being made of cloth with no metallic reinforcement whatsoever. She didn't spot any kind of armament on her person either, and appeared rather bare. However, Eliza hadn't been sporting any armor or weaponry either, so perhaps this newcomer was a magician like herself? 

   As she curiously mulled over the possible potential of the new face, a thump was heard in the distance, followed by the frantic eyes of Pippin. The goblin had hurriedly cupped his hands around his neck, his pupils in a fearful search for an assailant. Just a few yards away, a young woman was unconscious against the soil as her eyelids were tightly shut. Did something happen? "A-ah!" her voice cried out as she scurried to the girl's side. Eliza brought her fingers to the girls wrist, letting out a sigh of relief as the light thumps of her heart could be felt through the flesh. Still, she had no idea as to what could've caused such a reaction, and when it came to medical skills she harbored none. Eliza drew a breath as she raised her voice, wavering slightly as concern struck her face, "Uh- does anyone know what could be wrong?" she called out.
   

Quincy's eyelids fluttered for a moment, her breathing getting a bit quicker as she started to come to her. Her eyes stayed about halfway opening, flickering between the happy girl she'd already met and this new one with the pointy ears and blue sliver up her face. One of her hands shakily rose to her chest and clutched at it, where she could feel her heart begin to race as she remembered what had caused her to pass out in the first place. 

"Lizard m-monster," Her voice was hoarse and she couldn't manage to get anything out past that before she was hyperventilating, her eyes now wide as she struggled to get enough air into her tiny frame. 

Florence eyes widened to the size of softballs at the mention of lizard monsters, as there was only one sort of lizard monster she knew. Reptilians. So her theory for what was wrong with the city was holding strong. The surprise at the mention of reptilians caused the girl to shoot off a magic bolt into the distance, the orb bursting into a small explosion. "Oh shit." She muttered under her breath, shakily.

Pippin? Who the hell was Pippin? Florence turned back to the group, counting the heads of each member she'd come to befriend, nearly missing the new member due to his small stature. She let out an audible gasp of excitement at the site of her first non human friend (as far as she knew). She bent over to get a closer look at him, ensuring he wasn't reptilian, and holding her hand out to the goblin once she confirmed he wasn't any part lizard (again, as far as she knows.)

She turned to Quincy, her smile returning. "Oh, silly Quincy! There aren't any lizard monsters around! Unless.... this goblin isn't the one you were referring to.." She looked around a bit before turning back to Pippin. "Well hi-ya, Pippin, my non-reptilian buddy! Come to join my crew?" She inquired. "I'm Florence! Florence Loftwill! Daughter of Isaac Loftwill! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Name:
Dryn Tyrah
age: 27
gender: he/him
Race: Human
Height:
5,8"
Weight:
154 lbs
Biggest Fear:Loosing a person he loves
Personality:
Dryn is a hot-headed and stuborn young man who doesnt like people. He has a hard time trusting and opening up to people and he usually tends to be harsh and rude. His artistic ability has turned him into a perfectionist, dispite his sloppy apperience. He doesnt care about what others think and he will always find a way to express his opinion no matter what happens. When he is with people he is familiar with, he is more loving and nice, but he will still remain extremely honest.
Backstory: Dryn is a young, promising artist, who grew up in the slums alongside his twin sister. The two of them were later adopted by a nice and wealthy eaderly couple that treated both of them as their children. Dryn would have a hard time making friends and he preffered to stay alone the majority of time. His sister on the other hand was a social butterfly that made alot of friends even and on the hardest places. It was around at the age of 10 that Dryn decited to take drawing as a hobby with the help of the old man who was a proffessional artist. After a few years, the old couple passed away, living Dryn and his alone. Dryn then decited to take drawing proffessionaly and sell his paintings with the help of his sister. Ten years later, he became the well-known artist, Dreta. He is still very insecure on talking to people, but luckily his sister was always net to him to help him with job related buissness
Physical Appearance: 

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Dryn approached the park the specific poster had mentioned. He knew he shouldnt do that, but he didnt have much of a choice with all those... things wondering around. However he still had to search for his sister, who seemed to be missing at that time. Maybe those people know a thing or two about this weeks events he thought. 
"Then... should i trust them?"
As he aproached the park more and more, he noticed the large group of people
"Great, i have to actually talk with people"
This point, Dryn let out a big sigh and crossed his arms.He had no intentions on socialising with anyone at this moment. That was his sister's responcibility
"Weres Callina when I need her?"

Quincy didn't seem persuaded by her new acquaintances words. It was clear if she didn't calm down soon, she would just faint again under the stress. She tried to roll over her stomach, away from the small goblin, but only managed to get as far as her side before seeming to get stuck, one arm trapped underneath her while the other still held her chest tightly.

"He's gonna...k-kill..." She beat the ground with her fist, taking a handful of dirt with a clawed hand as her eyelids started to flutter again.