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Located deep within a valley is an old forgotten almost unheard of town, named Silhueta. It was completely abandon several years ago, as the magic that kept the town alive disappeared along with it's founder, Hank Black. Hank was a powerful dragon wizard who started the town for all races after moving from Avalon, and lived in a small castle. Hank Black was also the father of Chase Black, but in the chaos after his death, his daughter disappeared and slowly the town began to die. All that's left is a ghost town and the small castle that over looks the town. The town got it's name from the castle which created a silhouette of it's self upon the town at dusk. Although entering the castle isn't the hard part, it's usually trying to find your way out which is difficult. The castle almost seems alive with it's walls, halls, and doors constantly shifting around in a pattern. The only room that doesn't have the doors or hallways to it sifting is the most spectacular room of all, the red decorated, wooden ball room, with black and gold patterns.

Behind the castle is a large cemetery and a net-work of catacombs that are like one giant maze. And if explored long enough, the pure and clean water of a underground river can be found. It said the water can help cure some illnesses and injuries, but this has never been proved before.

Most believe that the source of the town's magic are the magical symbols and patterns all over in the castle, including the most powerful ones in the great red ball room. The castle started to collect dust after Hank's death, and wasn't kept up, that's when the magic started to disappear.

Main areas: The castle, the cemetery and catacombs, the town, the underground river, the red ball room, and the forest surrounding the town and castle.

Soldiers begin giving out flyers and sticking up posters of recruitment.
Poster for Balduvia city of makina

Attention all we are calling forth those willing to fight for the makina faction army. a new would is rising for the power of science to take hold and now with your help the makina faction can tackle the immanent threat of the mist nation and there queen who with her people have begun this fight. It is up to us as a people to combat this threat from these barbarians and your president asks all of you to fight for are future and put this ruler of Arvardias ancient ways to rest. We need you to join the army of Balduvia and fight for your rights as a people for the future. For information on joining contact the President or come to Balduvia and talk to the recruitment workers there your aid could be vital.

(ooc you may pm key whiteheart for information.)

While sitting quietly in the tower, Chase heard something that made a shiver go down her spine. The slamming of the front wooden doors of the castle. She quickly got to her feet leaving the book on the desk and headed down the steps carefully listening for who ever might be in the castle. Before stepping out into the hallway she made sure no one was there then turned into her room. Swiftly she grabbed her coat and hat along with her sword and her other weapons.

Chase didn't know what kind a fool would enter in her castle, but she planned to find out and dispose of them quickly. She made her way through the castle to the second floor balcony that over looked the front room. Through the windows she could see that the ground was wet from a resent rain storm. And when she looked down to the front door from the balcony, she saw three separate pairs of muddy foot prints leading into the hallway below.

Cursing under her breath, Chase immediately knew who it was and knew her chances of getting caught by the three traitors where increased from the loss of using her wing. Now all she had to worry about was trying to get out of the castle before she was found. Yet the next thing that Chase knew was laying on the ground with her head pounding before passing out from a hit to the head.

"Well, well, well," Blake the leader of the three in brown coats stood over the unconscious Chase, "We've looked for a long time. And finally we knew Chase would eventually return to the one place that she could ever call home."

The one of the other two picked up Chase and walked down the hall to the red ball room as the others followed.

In the ball room, the chairs and tables where all covered by white sheets, from a long time of not being used. They sat Chase down on one chair covered by a sheet.

Blake walked around the room looking at the old designs that seemed worthless now. Yet he never knew the true potential and how grand the castle could be. "Pathetic," He finally said after a few moments, "This place is nothing but a dump. It should have been torn down long ago."

"S-shows how much...you know," Chase muttered from the chair as she started to wake. Her speech was a bit slurred from the injury to her head.

Blake turned around to face the limp and tired Chase, "Really, is that so?" He casually walked over to Chase and knelt down in front of her so he was at her eye level. "You seem like you've gotten weaker from our last encounter. And if that's so, you better tell us what we want to know. So, tell me, how did your father use his magic?"

Chase just lowered her eyes as she kept silent. Blake got an annoyed look as he stared at Chase, "Do you really want to suffer a death, as your father did? I was thinking of letting you live if you did help us get what we want, but now all I can promise is a quicker death than the one you seem to be facing."

Blake stood up and walked over to one item covered by a white sheet. He pulled it off quickly revealing a grand piano. In an disgraceful act he completely ignored the fact that Chase was even it the room. He sat down at the piano and started to play a graceful yet difficult song, in perfect tune.

Chase watched Blake play as she was bound by chains the other two wrapped around her. You could see the anger pulsing in her eyes as she watched him play, he and the two others were the ones who killed her father. She would have killed them in return long ago, but they had quickly learned all of her tricks, and not only that she was out numbered. Yet still she could believe how stupid he was that he did not know what he was looking for was right in front of him.

"So Chase. Now that you have had a chance to think, are you going to tell me what I need to know, or am I just going to have to get it out of you by force?" Blake simply said as he still played the piano, in a sort of mocking gesgur.

"Why do you want to know so bad?" Chase simply asked back.

"Because," Blake sounded a little more irritated as he violently stopped playing and stood up, "you fathers magic was one of the strongest. So Strong it could probably threaten great Bahamut himself even if he isn't in the world of mortals anymore. The magic may have not have been as Strong as the orbs, but I plan to get that with the help of your father's magic." In a dominating posture he slowly started to walk over to Chase, "And don't try to convince me that the orb was completely destroyed during the battle with Dark Tail. For you're my proof that it's not."

"Oh, yeah. How is that? I didn't even touch the orb, how can I be proof that it still exist?" Chase scoffed, annoyed by is arrogances.

Blake laughed a little, "It simple, you were wounded by it." Slowly he lifted up her shirt just enough to reveal the wound that Dark Tail had clawed into her side, letting the orb infect her. He gently touched it and Chase flinched in pain as she bit down on her lip and shut her eyes tight to keep tears from falling down her cheek, just from the pain. "I'm not doctor, but a wound should have healed after a year. Yet, how come this wound of yours pains you so much still?" He pushed against the wound once again, and harder just to hurt her and listen to the cry she gave out.

"You basterd!" Chase suddenly snapped with her damaged wings ripping out of her back as she tried to attack with was strength that had came back to her, but was restrained by the chains.

Blake just stepped back laughing as Chase bared her teeth at him, "Well it's good to know I won't have to clip your wings sense they're already disgracefully mangled. Maybe I just save you the trouble and cut them off now." He pulled out his sword and walked towards Chase, taunting her as he loosely held it in his hand while swinging it back and fourth, the point just a few inches above the ground.

As soon as the window opened the three men where distracted and turned their attention towards it. Chase took this split second chance and leaned forward onto her feet. The chair she was still tied to raised up off the ground as it rested on Chase's back. Quickly she jumpped back slaming into the wall behind, hard enough to break the chair and losen her chains enough to free her. She pulled the chains off and grabbed her sword, pulling it out as quickly as she could.

Blake looked back at the now freed Chase, and sneared as he looked at her, "There's someone else here isn't there?" He looked at the other two rouge dragons, "Find them and take them down." Quickly the other two walked off in the direction Chey was in as they pulled out their swords. Blake then readied his sword as Chase suddenly launched forward after him.

The sound of metal hitting metal could be heard as Chase's sword hit against Blake's. He quickly pushed her sword back and swung at her, Chase of course blocked this as they began to sword fight.

The two rouges continued down the hallway to find Chey, as they the heard the noise she was making and grinned. Quickly they spit up, one continued down the hallway as the other turned down another and disappeared. The rouge still walking down the hallway however, started to laugh, "You think you can hide forever? If you come out now, I promise to make your death a quick one."

Meanwhile Chase and Blake's swords could be heard clinging together with each swipe they took, trying to injure one another. The two moved around the room dodging and then attacking, almost as if it where and elegant dance. Although, Chase had more steps in her movement ever time she swung her blade.

Chase's sword was suddenly caught by Blake's as he stared her strait in the eyes, "Well at least your putting up more of a fight then your father." Chase try to move forward to trip him, but was caught off guard as he pushed her back. It was only then Chase realized she was next to one of the large glass windows of the room that stretched all the way to the ground. As she was pushed back she tripped on the seal of the window and fell back wards, smashing through the glass then falling outside.

Hitting the ground hard after falling and then rolling down a steep hill and landing on her back, Chase started to get up and reach for her sword. Then a chill ran down her spine as she saw an iron pointed rod, from an old metal fence, stood sticking out of the ground only cemetery away from where she had landed. She put it out of her mind for that time as she stood looking up at the window she had crashed through. In it stood Blake as he suddenly jumped down, using his revealed copper wings to slow his fall as he landed gracefully on the ground. "I can't say I'm impressed. You've gotten sloppy over the years. You not going to win, so why don't you make it easier on yourself and give up."

"What are you scared? I'm not going go down that easy, you should know that," Chase hissed as she backed up and then turned and ran into the cemetery.

Blake got an annoyed look on his face as he's wing opened up and pushed him into the air. He flew strait after Chase as he laughed over head, "Running are you? How pathetic!"

"Oh, he's around here somewhere," The rouge replied, "That's fine, your not that good looking anyway. Hell, you even missin' an eye." He laughed to himself as he looked up at Chey, "Good, that way me and my partner will have a little fun before we kill you."

He looked over his shoulder at the black puddel as a laughter rose in the air from the other rouge behind Chey. The rouge standing below looked back to Chey as he simply looked up above her, "Aw, there he is now." The second rouge was on the ceiling in his dragon from as his claws clung to the stone roof. He jumped down behind Chey and hissed as he approched her and swipped once clawed hand towards her.

The rouge attacked by the skeleton arched his back back wards, and gave out a roar of pain when the sword sliced through the flesh on his back. Swiftly his tail suddenly formed behind him and with it he swiped at the skeleton while he turned to swing his sword at the skeleton if his tail missed.

The other rouge after Chey, placed his front clawed hand on the railing and hissed at Chey before his serpent like body crept over the rail. The momentum he was able to get just jumping off the rail, was enough to push him up towards Chey when he opened his wings. He only needed to flap once to get to speed in the large room to charge at Chey with his teeth and claws wide open ready to tear at her flesh.

Quickly followed by the bronze winged Blake, Chase ran through the cemetery, careful not to tip over any headstones as she weaved through them. She didn't stop until she was cut off, by Blake when he quickly landed right in front of her. Chase almost ran into him, but skidded to a stop feet away from where he landed. "Leaving so soon Chase? Where not even to the fun part yet," Blake taunted as he approached her.

"No, I just brought you to the fun part," Suddenly Chase crossed her arms over her chest, like how the dead are layed to rest, and wrapped her bony wings around her body. The ground beneath Chase gave way and dirt started to slide down a hole that was formed underneath her. As the dirt fell away and Chase started to drop, it revealed underneath her some sort of large, gray stone trap door. Chase disappeared into the darkness with dust. With out thinking, Blake dove into the hole after Chase head first and disappearing into the darkness as well, just before the stone slab closed with ease showing the raven carving on the top that once was covered by the dirt. The stone slab had a crow on it just like the front gate of the cemetery, only because that was usually considered the bird of death.