Long before the three heroes -Ventus, Aqua, and Terra- set foot in another world, long before even the terror of Master Xehanort could even be prophesied....long ago when Keyblade warriors were many.

They all gathered at The Land of Departure. Here, it was known as the Keyblade academy, where young apprentices seeking the ways of light would find themselves here. And two young teens, both aspiring to be named Master, find themselves here. What adventure awaits?

 

Just follow the usual Roleplay and Forum rules and such. That is all.

 

Here's my character:

 

Name: Cealus

 

Gender: Male

 

Age: 16

 

Personality: Fun-loving, adventurous, very silly. Is very protective of his friends and can't stand to see them hurt.

 

Appearance: Hair style is similar to that of Ventus, except black. Grey eyes, and wears a clothing style very similar to Ventus, though the color's are blue, black, and white. Has a black glove on his left hand.

 

Home world: Hollow Bastion

 

Bio: An aspiring Keyblade wielder from Hollow Bastion. Ever since he met a Keyblade Master in Hollow Bastion at a young age, it was his dream to join the academy and become a legend. And finally, after years of waiting, he is old enough to go and see if his heart is strong enough to wield the legendary weapon.

 

Keyblade (You'll get it soon after a Entry Exam):

"Where exactly are we heading?" Micah asked, looking to Govan who appeared to be cold silent."We're almost there," Came the older Kin's reply, "Almost."

Kaisse started to walk again. "I'll just have to go for it." She thought.

"But now what?" She whispered.

It almost seemed like they had made an entire circle around the church -the landmark being the definitive center of the town- as they walked, but the homes only became more aristocratic as they moved--and Micah saw why.

From what he could see, the middle of the town was a spiral. So from where Govan and Micah first began, they started on one end of the spiral where things were middle class. As they looped around -making it feel like only doing a circle- things became far more upper class.

I wonder if I can sneak through an alleyway to different areas..

"Wait,I just noticed I was headed down!" Kaisse thought and got slightly ticked off.

"I should be trying to sneak back up!" She scolded herself.

"We're here." Govan announced, and looked to what was most certainly a castle.

Micah blinked, before, he had thought it was a segment of the church--but from his current view it was obviously it's own building. The castle of Ain-Crad.

"Ugh!" Kaissed cried.

She turned around."I think I can head down another road and get there." 

"This is where I'll be receiving whatever it was my father would've?" Micah asked.

"Pretty much. You'll stay here for a day or two--get to meet the king of Ain-Crad and all that. Kinda lucky if I do say so myself." Govan replied, looking to Micah with a slight twinkle in his eye.

Kaisse glanced around her. "No one around?" She asked aloud.

She sighed. "No one to help me out..." 

Micah looked over the castle. A grey behemoth that matched the church perfectly; it had many spires that rose up into the sky from many sections and towers. "Certainly a imposing castle." Micah mentioned, but Govan wasn't listening. He was off talking to some guard by one of the gates that lead to the castle.

Kaisse sighed and start down one of the side roads."Empty?" She questioned.

She shook her head. "Back roads.." She muttered.

Govan seemed to nod to the guard, and the man quickly clicked open a lock and pulled open the metal gate.

"There, we have entrance." Govan said, approaching Micah again, "Your father was a good man. Strong, too. He had a problem with sleeping on the job, though."

Sounds like my kind of father. I could take a nap right now if I wanted...

Kaisse stopped. "Better get going. I need to get there before those cult members." She thought. 

She started to speed walk. "'Lest I want to fight them." She added on.

Micah yawned at the thought of sleeping, and Govan seemed humored by it.

"I see yah have yer father's way of  doing things. Let's hope yah have yer father's enthusiasm, too." Govan said, leading the way.

"This doesn't look right. I'm lot...oh someone is up ahead." Kaisse tilted her head.

"Sir or Madam?" She asked.

Govan turned. An elf girl was coming out of an alleyway, and looked lost.

"Eh?" Govan said, turning to Micah. "Wait 'ere." He said, moving to go closer to Kaisse. "What's wrong, miss?"

"Oh..Sir..Goven...Govan..I'm sorry,I don't remember your name." Kaisse sighed.

"We meet sometime ago...well,for a second."She laughed.

"Oh, right! You're are...were...eh, I'll just say that at some point you and Micah over there were lovey-dovey, am I right?" Govan said, nodding to Micah who had promptly curled upon the floor and fallen asleep...right in the middle of the street.

Kaisse blushed and looked away."We used to be,when he had he memories and he trust me. I could go for a bit of advice. I need to know how to take down a cult." She said.

Govan looked around.

"How the hell do you know about that?" He hissed, his usually lax expression suddenly turning serious.

"Well,who do you think stole his memories!  Besides why do you know about it?" She asked.

"Anyways,I know the only way to stop them." She said.

Govan sighed, "I'm well aware that there's a 'cult' in the church. In fact, I'm the only one here who does. I'll explain later." Govan said, taking Kaisse by the arm and dragging her back to Micah, who he promptly kicked awake.

"Up." Govan commanded, "I brought someone for you."

"D-don't hurt him!" Kaisse cried.

"Your not the only one that knows,some of the guards are in it." She whispered.

Govan frowned as he kicked Micah again.

"I only figured out when I went to the wrong place at the right time. Saw a bunch of 'em cultists gathered together..." He sighed, kicking the poor Micah who finally jolted awake this time.

Kaisse nodded. "I see." She said and laughed weakly.

"They want me,you know." She said.

Micah yawned, and looked happily to them both.

"They're after you know?"