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So yeah, I just started a RP a few days ago, but, 500 posts, and I've been waiting for this one for a bit now. The Power of Souls is basically part one of five parts that make up the collective series of Revelaium. It's set on Alha, a planet with a little universal significance, but I'm not going to tell you why. The continent this takes place on is actually called Alha (That's not confusing), which is fairly technologically advanced but in some weird ways. They've got concrete, and stronger variants, but they don't have gunpowder (Well, they don't, but some people do...). They've got real good crossbows, too. Basically, they've got semi-skyscrapers and more modern buildings, but haven't yet mapped the whole world. (Like I said. Real weird.) Here's the magic system: There's this group called the Char, and basically you guys' goal is to defeat them. You'll see why you want to do that after reading a little bit. Klier strolled up the stone steps of the building as if he owned them. With a slight smile on his face, he lightly walked to the room where likely around six trained assassins lurked, waiting to strike. It was really the perfect building for the job, abandoned and scheduled to be destroyed by Lightcallers the next morning. Why, Klier didn't know. Reaching his desired floor, he opened a wooden door, slammed it open, really, and enjoyed the feeling of surprising professional killers. One leaned next to the window, a long-range crossbow in his hands. Klier quickly destroyed that with well-aimed Lightstrings. Goodness, but he enjoyed these abilities. Quickly, he put the clothes of the men into a Stasis, not an easy thing to do, and leaned down towards the man who had to be the leader. "Hi there!" The man scowled. "Me oh my oh deary goshness," He said, "Now why are you trying to kill the ambassador?" It was quite common knowledge that the Alhaian Waterdogs had discovered a new continent, as well as a new people. Those people had sent an ambassador back, who was currently publicly meeting with the Kingmen of Alha. It was less common knowledge that the Char was heavily opposed to an alliance between these people, Nuerans, as they were called, and Alha. "Well, no harm no foul, I suppose," Klier said to the man. All of the Char killers remained silent. And then there was an explosion. Klier quickly peered out the window, and saw the Nueran ships in pieces. Crowds ran screaming. Klier sighed, and turned back to the assassins. "That wasn't very smart of you." It was a pain to add more death to that day, but at least they died quickly.