From inside the Time Rift, Timekeeper looks over the Timeline.
"Oh, this timeline looks VERY promising! Perhaps I'll stay here a while and see how things turn out~"
The alchemist would politely bow to the other.
"You may call me Salem!~ A pleasure to make your acquaintance, friend."
The floating doesn't seem to phase her.
yes, yes, friend!
[ being a friend of amelle is a one-sided decision. it hops off the roof and floats down to its new friend. ]
my name , amelle! yours?
[ Amelle had snuck out of their Specia Hell and is now sitting on the church's roof, when suddenly, they spot a strange figure sneaking about.
It attempts to wave, but does not speak, not yet. ]
--a tiny town. Salem checked her crystal again to see it glowing from all sides.
"Hm. Well, I suppose I'll just find whatever seems most magical and take it along~"
And so she'd head out into this new world.
@thornringg The alchemist was slinking around the town, staying out of sight of its inhabitants. The monster population looked friendly enough, but she didn't have time to chat with any of them. She held a strange crystal to her eye and inspected it. It pointed her towards--
--of the closer.
"So that's where you're hiding it... Let's take a looksee."
Once she pulled the door open, the darkness would envelop the hall. A giddy expression crossed her covered face as she entered in.
After opening her eyes, she found herself in what seemed to be--
--A fancy door would appear from thin air to fill out the door. Upon opening the door, the town shown in the image would be seen. Salem tightens her gloves.
"Let's see what this world has in store for me~"
With excited breath, Salem takes her first steps into a new world.
--A fancy door would appear from thin air to fill out the door. Upon opening the door, the town shown in the image would be seen. Salem tightens her gloves.
"Let's see what this world has in store for me~"
With excited breath, Salem takes her first steps into a new world.
The alchemist looks at a picture of a town unfamiliar to her. She lays it on the damp soil of the Forest. Uncorking a bottle, she dumps a bit of it's contents onto the photo. Slowly, scraps of the image begin to rise up and stretch before making a doorframe.--