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Chronicles of the Sky.

Chapter 1: The Radical Dreamer.

In a time of peace, it was so hard to believe there was ever really a war. But the past is apparent in the broken world over 50 years late. In an age of flying ships all take to the skies in search of their own peace. After the confict destroyed the planets ability to host creatures, everyone took to the sky creating flying fortesses and islands. Many others treat the skies as seas sailing the winds to find home. Though unsettled the world is at peace, disturbed only by maurauding pirates who look only for gain. In this age there is however a legend of a man still living from the war era, this man belives he knows the key to bringing back the surface of the planet. Some believe and trust him, others hate and dispise him. Most know him as the Radical Dreamer, the man with an insane vision yet intellectual mind. Sailing the skies in his ship he quests for a way to revive their planet while meeting many people. Infamous where ever he goes, he and his crew are in for an adventure in the new world.... it's up to the people of the sky to help write an ending to this story. These are the chronicles of the sky.....

Character List:



Gaian Username: Rain Saika
Character Name: Remy Skies.
Character title: The Radical Dreamer.
Race: Humanoid demon.
Gender: Male
Age: Born before the war, unknown. (Appears to be 20)
Class: Captain / Fighter.
Weapons: Oriculum Watasashi. Two hidden knives.
Appearance: Skies is a youthful looking man, not seeming a day over twenty. He is renound for always being clad in black and white. Baggy pants are constantly held up by a matching belt and his shirt ft's his form contouring to his lean yet musular frame. He stands at Six foot and weighs nigh 150 pounds. His trademark is his fadora wich covers his silken white hair that is perpetuallly in a messy bun.
History: Remy is a living legend of the skies. He is a man who believes and claims that he knows a way to bring life back to the world below the floating islands and seeks willing people to help him on his quest. Once being a sky pirate many do not trust him, but many hold respect as he never took more than nessessary, and never killed unless pushed to such a point. His past is a mystery and many believe he lived before and through the war 50 years ago despite his young appearence. Select few call him a 'Demon of the Skies' but many know him as the Radical Dreamer, named after what he calls his ship and his belief of restoring the world.
Abilities: He has total control of the rare element of water in all of it's forms. He has a minimal control of the wind and he is extremely skilled with most blades. Renound for his agility he is a fast fighter that holds a slightly heightened strength over most men.



Gaian Username: xbleedingstarbabyx
Character Name: Nualla Departeu
Character title: The Silent Flame
Race: humanoid sorceress
Gender: female
Age: 19
Class: Assassin
Weapons: The only thing she carries on her person is an old zippo lighter.
Appearance: Nualla has long red hair, she is rather tall, and she has bright orange eyes. She wears a short black skirt and a strappy black top. Her shoes are like ballet flats, with laces that go up to her thigh. She is pretty tall, about 6 ft.
History: Nualla is an elemental sorceress, working only with fire. She cannot create fire, merely manipulate it. She became an assassin at the age of 16, and is one of the highest paid in all the world. She wants more than anything for civilization to return to the surface. She takes odd jobs here and there while searching for the Radical dreamer, hoping to help him in some way.
Abilities: Fire manipulation, stealth, ability to disguise herself to the point of no recognition.

Gaian Username: Axel Frost
Character Name: Rayne Chike
Character Title: The Dreadnought
Race: Humanoid/Dragon [Half-Human]
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Class: Engineer/Fighter
Weapons: Hand-to-Hand; Also has a giant hammer
Appearance: She's a short cute girl, only at 5'5 and has chin-length strawberry-blonde hair with saphire blue eyes. She weighs about 105lbs with a petite body. Very tom-boyish with dark and baggy clothing which mostly is made of heavy jeans and black boots, with matching sleeveless shirt and a hoodie.
History: She never really was into the typical "girl" stuff, being quiet and a very serious person as she lived with her mother, she never knew her father was but she heard many stories from her mother about him and the Dragon Blood that was apart of her. Even as a young girl she expressed abnormal feats of strength, stamina and durability. She was also fascinated with tinkering with whatever she could. She found a fascination with martial arts and fighting as well so when she isn't busy tinkering around and building things she's usually training mind and body. In her younger years she started working for contractors and construction when her abilities really started to shine. It was also funny when she was out-working grown men. Her reputation preceded her when she started to be called "The Dreadnought" in terms of her fighting ability and strength, taking on challengers from all over.
Abilities: She has control and manipulation of the Earth element and slight control of it's other parts, such as metals. Due to this, and a fascination with martial arts and fighting, her body is incredibly durable and much stronger than most, giving her far greater strength than she would appear to have. She knows many forms of hand-to-hand combat. She's also cursed with Dragon Rage, due to her heritage, which when pushed to the limit she loses control of herself and rages out.

"Take to the skies, the wind will welcome, take to the skies..."
The man sung lightly to himself, breaking into a hum to let the words fade away as he walked to the end of the ships deck. The shuttle seemed as though it were in the shape of an overly large speed boat with wings sprouted from the skies, the paint coat on the wings depicted an angels wings as the metalic hull was sparyed with clouds. The snowy white haired man smiled lifting a leg and resting it upon the railing, as he leaned foward resting upon his knee a free hand moved to tip his hat down as winds whipped his bangs around. Peircing amber eyes stared out at the floating island within the sky, the look of green told him it was a flourishing littly colony, plants, water. a nice place. But it would never match the origional surface. With a rueful chuckle he pressed down, standing up upon the railing, maintain balence even as the wild wind pressed against him.
"We land at this sky port...! Restock and then relax."
He called out to the empty deck. Suddenly port hole in the floor opened as afew heads poped out shouting in acceptance before sliding back below deck to work on landing preperations, the secondary pilot working hard to keep the ship steady.
"Another day in the skies..."

"We meet in two day... til then you're off duty boys!"
Remy laughed, kicking off from the rail as the ship swept into the port. Flipping through the air he sped towards the island as though gravity didn't effect him. Crashing to the ground a sonic boom clapped behind him annoucing his arival. Chuckling Remy pulled himself up from his crouched landing and made his way to the nearest Inn.
"Best to sign every one in..."

headed to the bar after signing his crew in, effectivel renting half of the Inn himself. Remy paid no mind to the mans expression after he pain in full with gold. Amber eyes fluttered about the room from behind frosted optics. Noting no real threats he moved to the bar tipping his hat down as he took a seat near a woman playing with a lighter. His eyes coouldn't help but drift to a poster behind the bar with an older picture of himself with pretty word such as heritic scrawled across it. Great another island of hostiles he thought... but for now he seemed safe amongst the many drunks.
"Can I get a glass of water..."

The mans eyes lit with suprise he had been so ure everyone here was to drunk to notice him. He sighed with relief seeing this woman wasn't going to attack. Bringing up a hand he batted away some of his bang before taking her hand with a light shake.
"A pleasure.. I am Remy.. as it seems you know."
He chukled gently, replying in a relaxed yet hushed tone the mans voice sounding like a cold tranquil stream of water, every time he spoke it seemed to hold rythmn. The bartender had set the water down and left the pair be. Remys eyes scaned the bar to be sure no one else had noticed him before looking back to Nualla.
"Why have you searched for me?"

"It's good to hear you don't want to take my life... unless this is a very elborate atempt, Nualla..."
He smiled gently to the woman though his amber gaze was intense, survaying her sincerity. Remy howevr would be unable to witness her reaction as he whipped around overturning his stool as he did. Relexively his hand had come up, snatching an arrow out of the air that had been aimed to take his life. He stumbled back afew steps causing patrons to take notice of the situation. Not a moment after the attack a mans voice was heard in the background. 'I have more than one arrow for you Dreamer!'
"s**t.."

The room, clearly wasn't pleased with the pair. Remy tossed the arrow to the ground in detest before allowing his lips curl in a smirk as nearly every man in the room got up with both recognition of the Radical Dreamer, as well as a grudge. Taking afew steps back he found himself beside Nualla.
"Well... how about this... I'll consider the help if you make it to my ship. Be sure not to kill anyone. I hope to see you soon!"
Rem lept into the air just as a second arrow flew benethe him, Grabbing onto a rafter beam, he swung once catapulting himself out of the bar drop kicking the crossbow firing maniac. Pushing off from the mans face in mid-air Remy went into a front flip landing upon the ground and taking off run, afew mn in pursuit.