do as you please // open, joiner.

[ourias.]

If Ourias said that something wasn't dragging him along, he'd be lying. It was just a sense of familiarity, a sense that he knew someone along this path. But, as much as he tried to remember a name, it escaped him. Instead of the names, words lingered in his mind. War, Death, and Pestilence. He didn't know how he knew it, or why the words were there, but something told him that he needed to find the three. That they were important to him. Or they would be important; it was hard to tell which.

And that was how the pull had landed him where he was, on the border of a group. Ourias wanted to step over the border, trying to fight the urge off. He knew they were there. He could sense it.

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[Jiyu Simul Stamus]

Everyone was dragged along in life. Most animals? Compared life to a river one drifted on a raft down, but that was completely a lie! The true nature of life was far more cruel, no matter who you were it tied you up and dragged you underneath the waves to wherever it desired you to be. Jiyu knew this, thus was able to fight that effect, it was hard to thrash someone around in that way if they just didn't care anymore like her. "What is your business with the Rosebloods," no question in her monotone static voice, she simply stated it. For the moment, this creatures name was irrelevant she didn't bother with names until she knew someone would be a recurring encounter, there was just no reason. 

[Luciferr]

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RIZER is a MANTICORE that stands at a height of 5FT, like all his kind he has a barbed tail and like some he also has WINGS , much of his form is also scaled past his mane. He resides within the ROSEBLOODS. his parents were EURYDICE TARGARYEN and DOMERIC of an old site litter. he is the incarnation of the PALE ASPECT aka DEATH of the 4 heralds, he also has amnesia of past lives.

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two became three, three became four.

a complete set.

Rizer felt the subtle pull in his soul towards the stranger - it was a same such pull that had brought Talyn to find pestilence - and now death was to find famine and the siblings were complete again and how oddly complete that this turn of the cycle would see them all a band of brothers - large and small.

War was the largest and that was unsurprising - death was second to his height but carried a frame that seemed to echo a skeleton in looks given the patterning albeit far more intricate and belied at first glance, yet belied a frightening capability, Pestilence was a child and famine had a similar smaller stature than the two 'eldest'.

Death inclined his head to the stranger - yet not - and spoke in that same solemn gravitas "I had wondered what kept you" but he was here now, that was what mattered foremost.

[align=center]FIRE AND BLOOD

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RIZER TARGARYEN

But what is this that I can't see, With ice cold hands taking hold of me?

© ceilidh

[ourias.]

Ourias didn't have to wait as long as he had expected. A creature pulled itself forwards and requested his business. "I'm looking for three others." He knew they were here; the pull was too strong for them to be anywhere else. He didn't want to offer any more information to the first creature that had greeted him, and so his bright amber eyes turned away. The pull at his stomach grew stronger, and Ourias reacted. He straightened himself, standing so that he appeared taller, and his ears perked up. And then the cause of the pull, or one of them, made his appearance. Despite never having seen the manticore before, Ourias knew that this was who he was looking for.

Death was taller than him, but yet he couldn't feel intimidated. In fact, he felt more at ease around this stranger than he normally would have. At the words, Ourias moved past the border, ignoring whatever consequences may happen as a fault of it. "I'm here now." It wasn't a challenge, but something whispered for him not to apologize. A glance behind Death confirmed that the other two hadn't made an appearance yet. So it was just half of the four for now. "The other two are here?" Now, all he was waiting on was for his suspicions to be confirmed. If the other two weren't here, surely Death would have told him by now?

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[sephiroth]

SEPHIROTH

MALE — ROSEBLOODS — PHARAOH — HOVER FOR TAGS

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Hm, seemed as if his other Rosebloods had more secrets as well, or at the very least had connections that Sephiroth wasn’t aware of.  Things seemed to be going along well here though, no more questions needed to be asked.  Rizer had been expecting them seemingly; as long as this reunion was for the benefit of his group the Pharaoh had no issue with it.

”Welcome.”  The silver leader would rumble a greeting, dipping his maned head slightly in acknowledgement.  The male wasn’t exactly friendly and talkative, but as the head of the group he needed to at the very least vaguely welcoming to the newcomers.  His eyes settled on Ourias, sharp and searching as always.  ”I am Sephiroth, the leader here.”

(welcome!!)

#psychosocial.

[Jiyu Simul Stamus]

It seemed that the family of the two brothers now contained of four animals in the end. Would there be more of them to come, she didn't know and really could not be bothered to ask, it was not relevant. Empty gaze blinked slowly as she looked between them without emotion seeming to stare right through them. "Jiyu Simul Stamus, Vizer." large paws moved as she glanced at the others, flicking her ears as she moved to leave the scene, after introducing herself the calico really had no reason to remain here. Conversation was nothing near her thing, she didn't have the feelings necessary to partake in the activity for very long.

[purgatory]

Famine is here, he thought as rounded ears shot up. He wasn't sure what was going on, but the feeling that led him to Talyn and Rizer flared up inside of his fluffy body once more. It didn't take long for Maekoda to join them, his short legs and sandy environment making things unnecessarily harder for him. Falling into place next to Rizer, dropping his pen and notebook onto the ground as he tried to catch his breath. Big blue eyes stared into vivid golden ones as he inhaled deeply to collect himself - and get oxygen to his brain as he was feeling rather lightheaded. This is Famine. The set was complete, leaving Koda feeling whole once again. It was a familiar feeling and the comfort that came with the thought of his siblings being around again was pleasant. So much so, he didn't question how these total strangers made him feel such things. Picking up his pen and paired with a soft smile, he wrote down a greeting before presenting it to Ourias. "Welcome home." It seems Koda was not only the youngest, but smallest of the bunch. He wasn't complaining or anything. Bacteria is small after all, yet can be the reason many civilizations and populations die out. He was just glad he could properly wrap his arms around at least one of his siblings in a hug.

[align=center]✯ "speaking" / "writing" ✯

[ourias.]

Another member of the group came to greed Ourias. The canine's piercing amber eyes landed on the lion, just for a moment, as the much larger feline spoke, offering an introduction. Sephiroth, the leader. Maybe it was just because of Ourias expecting something different, but the lion didn't strike him as a leader. Not at first glance, anyway. Oh well; Sephiroth must have gotten to where he was somehow. "Ourias. Nice to meet you." Was it really? That would be up for debate, but at least Ourias had some manners. He wasn't about to insult the leader and lose his chance of meeting the other pair.

The cat that had first arrived, the calico, introduced herself and then left. A snort almost left the canine's jaws, until he caught himself. Just barely. Instead, his gaze went to Death again, a small smirk going across his jaws. "She sure is talkative." His sarcastic comment was aimed to be only for the manticore's ears, although he didn't care if the leader heard as long as the lion didn't get on his case.

Another final pull went through his body. Just like with what had happened with Death, Ourias' ears perked up and he waited for Pestilence to arrive. It didn't take long; the fluffy form of the third arrived and took a place next to Death. For a moment, Ourias was caught off guard. He wasn't anywhere near the size of Death, but Pestilence was smaller than what he had expected. And younger, as well. Ourias stared down into Pestilence's blue eyes before the smaller feline wrote down a greeting. Welcome home. Home. It was odd to think about since he had just arrived, but it was true. This was home now.

The canine was about to open his jaws to speak, but Pestilence wrapped around him in a hug before he could. A sort of happiness swelled inside him, and, while he didn't move to hug Pestilence back, he wasn't about to move away any time soon, either.

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[MIRIO!]

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Togata Mirio is an 18 month old golden retriever whom is currently residing in the Rosebloods. As of right now, he has no rank. He is best friends with Tamaki Amajiki, and adores Eri. He is physically hard and easy to befriend.

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"Talkative? Who's talkative? Jiyu? HAH- Yeah, right." Mirio's voice rang out in amusement as he marched forward proudly, his tail held high and unintimidating. He was just a really, really big golden retriever, with fluffy fur. Lots of it, too. It was like anytime he moved around, fur seemed to shed naturally from him. He was sure it pissed off his clanmates, but he couldn't find the care.

Mirio had peeked through the trunk of a tree with his ghosting ability, a quirk which had transferred to this world, apparently, before he completely walked through it, padding over to the group to stand beside Mae. Mae was the kids name, right? They were friends, right? He sure hoped so. He had been so friendly to those around him, he hoped he had friends.

"The name's Togata Mirio! Call me Togata!" He chimed, his tail wagging behind him. He was japanese, so it was only right to call him by his last name, it was less familiar, more formal with people you barely knew.