Raku
Four Thousand Club
Eric the Wise
Now that he appeared to have everyone's attention, Eric could start filling them in. He pulled his hood down to reveal his dull green eyes and slightly wrinkled skin. "You see, that sensation you all felt earlier, it was a sign of something. Something evil, wicked, destructive, and it's coming for us. That feeling, that was a Spirit Beast entering your bodies. You all have been chosen by them. You are the Fated Ones. You are destined to stop the impending horde of evil sent by the necromancers. Soon enough, you should start feeling something pulling at you, as if it was trying to get you to go somewhere" he said as he looked among the group with judging intent. Unknown to them, but he was studying them, trying to figure out what they have done or where they're from. Most of them seemed to be petty criminals. Maybe this could be a shot at redemption for them, or maybe even riches. Who knows?
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Again, sorry for the delay