Chapter Two has arrived.

These team combinations are only temporary. If you like it or want your character to be part of someone's team, tell me!

If you have any ideas on the testing, leave it in the review/PM. However you like. :) And as you'll find out, it has something to do with a personality test that matches one of the three virtues.

Oh! There's also a deadline guys! Be sure to read that at the end of this page! Reserved folks, be sure to read those BIG BOLD LETTERS!

Anyways, I forgot to mention you can submit two magics. You're not limited to submitting only one. However, one must be powerful than the other than being OP. For example, Smoke Magic and Mind Control Magic. You need to REALLY limit one of the two if you want to submit two kinds of magic. (This also includes abilities.)

PS.: Seven Lions is located in Alakitasia. :P

OCs Introduction Order:

Camellia Kamiya by Squee the magical bunny

Dagger by Lightningpanda (Mine)

Alistair Volcanalis by snakeboy33

Roxanne Nimrod by Mary Allen

Zion Silverlion by Lightningpanda (Mine)


II. New Members and Ranking System

Despite being sandwiched between two males, Camellia never dropped her smile.

For starters, they were both good looking. The male to her left had white hair combed back with the ends sticking up and loose strands overlapping his forehead, strong red eyes gazing at the window with his hand plopped on his chin, natural sun-kissed skin, and canine teeth that showed every time he talked. His clothing made her wonder if he was a native to Abaddon because he wore the same loose kind of clothing. A type of black turtleneck, sleeveless muscle shirt that showed perfectly his defined muscles, tan low crop cotton pants with three leather belt buckles tied around his waist holding different pouches and a holster for his twin daggers sheathed behind his lower back. And lastly, black ankle-length flat combat boots tied quite loosely above. Though he seem he didn't mind it.

Then she looked to her right. The other male with cyan colored hair in short, messy spikes and brilliant silver eyes that she couldn't help but wonder if he was partially blind. He was able to walk perfectly normal without stumbling through the way to the Capsule Airship, but the fact that he lacked any pupils made her wonder still. She continued to observe his fair complexion and attire that led her believing he was a foreigner just like her. Although, by looking more closely, it seems his clothes were light and thin to make him easier to move, but still keeping that out-of-the-borders look.

Then she stared ahead. Not sure what to do or what to say as she continued to stay in the same position with that smile on her face. Briefly noticing passerby's staring at them in a peculiar look before continuing their way.

Glancing down at her attire made her wonder if she looked odd in some way. Her loose floral, sleeveless dress flowing to her knees, her white flats, and her soft rose, elbow-length blazer jacket with her trusty chain wrapped around her waist. She obviously didn't think she looked weird.

Her fingertips brushing her rich caramel-brown hair and her bob-cut bangs concealing her eyes. Failing to notice both males suddenly looked at her from the corner of their eyes, waiting for her to brush her hair out of her face and see the mysterious other upper half. When she never did, both went back to their own musings.

After a couple of silence, the male to her left named Dagger, muttered, "Your smile looks creepy," this only served to further grow her smile. "And it gets creepier," there was deep sigh then turned to both of his companions. "Any questions before we arrive to our destination?"

"I think I got a fair idea how a job works." Aeron replied halfheartedly, one ear having an earbud plugged in as he listened to some music.

"Do you?" Dagger seemed amused as Aeron gave him a look, waiting for Dagger to explain himself. But he never did, just having a cheeky smile that spelled mischievous. "So, Smiley, you don't mind me calling you that, right?" Camellia was about to open her mouth when Dagger suddenly took that as a 'yes' and continued. "What can you do? You can fight, right? Or do you do support and stuff?"

"Don't answer him," Aeron cut off whatever Camellia was going to say, turning her head towards him. "He is not going to tell you his magic once you ask him."

"Come on now! I don't tell because they don't give a complete response." He huffed, leaning himself on the window. "So, what is it?"

Camellia looked from the two then at her hands, then back at Dagger. "I can't say..."

"Argh!" Dagger threw his hands up in frustration. "What is it with people not wanting to say their magic!? First it was that dragon slayer! Then it's you," he pointed to Aeron who simply stared at him bemused. "Now it's her." He jabbed a finger to Camellia who bit her bottom lip.

"What's the big idea of wanting to know?"

"I'm sorry that I'm curious of other people's magic," Dagger rolled his eyes, crossing his arms in front of him as he glared at the scenery.

"Well, I wasn't lying..."

"Who the hell knows their magic, but doesn't know the name for it?"

Silence soon followed. In which Camellia thought wasn't a pleasant silence. Then Aeron broke the silence, "I don't think I'd ever ask, but what did you get for your test?" Turning to her.

"Love." She answered, but then paused. "But I was selected in both Love and Truth," at that Aeron looked confused while Camellia's smile just grew.

"Some folks get two virtues or all three. I could've been in Honor, but I care more about justice than respect and morals... So I got Truth." Dagger explained as he shrugged. "And Smiley, stop smiling. You're just creeping me out."


"Pick two cards."

Alistair sat in a stool observing from afar as Jiselle tested a newcomer who had straight, violet-pink hair tied most of it into a bun and held by two silver senbon needles, two side bangs framing her face, and sharp green eyes with faint freckles adorning her pale complexion. Her attire nearly made him believe she is an Abaddie until he saw a red collapsible umbrella that made him think otherwise. She wore a beige tank top, khaki mini-shorts held by a brown leather belt with matching leather sandals.

Be it may simple, it made her look feminine yet strong. Like a survivor rather than a mage.

Those narrowed green orbs slowly studying each card before her: King, Queen, Jack, Joker, Ace of Diamond, Ace of Heart, Ace of Club, and Ace of Spade. Her hands hovering above each card until she picked Queen of Clubs and the Ace of Diamond.

Jiselle simply looked at her cards then looked to Roxanne, or at least that is how she introduced herself, and simply said a single word. "Truth."

Alistair drowned his boiling water in one-go as he wondered how does she know that? Both cards can't just simply determine someone's personality. Heck, he still doesn't understand how she figured him out using cat pictures.

Cat pictures for Alakitasia sake!

Roxanne simply rose a perfect brow, her eyes demanding an explanation. Which Jiselle happily provided.

"Ace of Diamond," she pointed to said card. "Are for the ambitious and hardworking individuals. You are independent and determined, often gravitate towards leadership or entrepreneurial roles in life." Then she pointed to the next card. "Queen of Clubs represents you as enjoying being well-informed on any topic of your choosing. Often time preferring to direct in authority and can lead to aggression. It also comes with a sharp mind and sharp tongue."

"So you basically based it off of my authority and tongue. Is that it?" Her words were quite hard that can make an average person flinch at the tone. But Jiselle being used to a similar tone, responded normally.

"You're honest, aren't you? You're not afraid of saying the truth, no?" Her silence was enough of an answer. "Just having honesty is enough to get you in the virtue of Truth. Welcome to the Seven Lions." She ducked down to pull out her guild stamp, once she finished putting away the deck of cards where it belongs. "Before I stamp it, please have a clear picture of the color. Where would you like it?"

Alistair decided to take his leave and walked inside the guild hall. There was only one person inside that he's never seen before.

From the angle he was at, it seemed the person was a child. Perhaps a young teenager with golden-brown hair peeking out from the vanilla hoodie. On closer inspection he saw it was indeed a young teenager who was sleeping yet his hand was still twirling his possibly cold soup by now with his plastic spoon. Cali sat at the far end of the table eating awkwardly her soup with bread. Her bright blue eyes every once in a while glancing at the kid in a fearful way that worried Alistair.

Eyeing the kid, Alistair walked over to him that made Cali's eyes pop. "NOOO!" She yelled, waving her paws frantically to not wake up the kid as Alistair stopped his advance.

"I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP!" However, the damage was already done. The kid's head rose, glaring at the golden exceed as she squeaked and ran to her partner, hiding behind his legs and only poking her head out. His cerulean-green eyes fuming at the golden exceed wearing a blue dress with matching bow tied around her neck. "Fuck this," He got up as Alistair really got a better look at him.

The kid seemed no older than fourteen with a pale complexion and soft features. Yet he was able to emit such a furious expression that made him look deadly in some way. He wore what Abaddies usually wear, but with a touch of modern fashion; thin cotton long-sleeved hoodie sweater zipped to the side diagonally, dark loose sweatpants with two belts crossed in an X shape, and black combat boots with straps and white soles. His clothes was the type to perfectly fit for this kind of weather.

Clothing for the desert.

For some reason, he reminded of Alistair of someone familiar. But can't really put his finger on it.

Before the teen could slip away, Alistair stepped to his side. Blocking the route he was going to take to leave.

"I won't tolerate you insulting Cali,"

The boy simply stared at him before giving a dry laugh. "Don't worry. You won't have to tolerate anything," Pushing him to the side only for Alistair to grab his arm. Having no intention of letting this kid leave without a proper apology.

"Let go of my fucking arm!" Wrenching his arm out of his grasp as he glared at Alistair. If anything, his eyes seemed to blaze with more fury that made Cali become small at the sight. But Alistair was unaffected of his anger.

"You're not leaving without an apology." It was a demand that made the boy in front of him laugh.

"I don't have time to deal with this shit," He made to leave again only to have Alistair once again block his escape. However, as soon as he tried to grab the boy, what he grabbed instead was air.

His eyes widen as his head whipped to the entrance of the guild hall were he saw the kid walking calmly out.

Did he just teleported? But how? Questions that was left unanswered as all he can do is give a distasteful look at the kid's back.

"Oh boy... I hope we don't ever come across him again." Cali sighed, placing a paw on her chest. "He scares me."

"I hope so too."


Location: Amaria, Alakitasia

Rank: A

Reward: 230,150

Requirements: Maximum 3 Mages. Please send strong mages!

Job: Retrieve my family chest in the Cassia Mountains.

Posted By: Ted Crookstone

The more he stared at the job description, the more he began to believe Jiselle was possibly paranoid. Before leaving, she told him to keep an eye on Dagger. Because there was a reason why he agreed to this mission. But the more he reread it, he simply couldn't find anything wrong with it. Maybe the surname of Ted was a red flag. But other than that he saw nothing.

"You okay there mate?" Dagger popped next to him, a skewer stuck in his mouth as he held two others. Where he got those? He has no idea. "What? Scared to get lost in the mountains?"

"This is a really mundane task for a high reward." Giving it to Dagger who took it, giving it a brief glance before pocketing it into his pocket.

"Well... It is a rich guy. That's enough to be in my good book." Tossing the stick to the side and popping a new meaty skewer. "Smiley!" Camellia having gotten used to the nickname, turned to him. "Let's go get that chest and see what's inside it!" He nearly squealed in delight as Camellia stared at him then nodded. Aeron shaking his head as he followed the white haired male.

The walk wasn't even silent due to the fact Dagger hating the silence. Thus he did most of the talking that led to Camellia revealing her test was used with flowers and fishes.

"We have fishes?" Dagger blinked. "Shoot... What other stuff is hiding behind there?"

"That must've been stressing." Aeron shook his head. As fun as it may sound, it was a tricky decision if one didn't know their own flowers and specie of the fishes that represents something. That kind of thing must've been nerve wracking. "I got tested with chess pieces."

"I got a plain written exam." Dagger mumbled.

"Jiselle gave you that?"

"No," Dagger grumbled, glancing to Camellia. "Nero gave me the test."

"Nero? Who's Nero?" Aeron asked.

"The only guy whose qualified to be the next Master of Seven Lions," he mumbled, avoiding the roots sticking up from the ground. "It was his first time too. And it had to be a freaking writing exam!"

"Wow. That guy must be crazy powerful..."

"Of course he is!" He snorted, swiftly avoiding a branch that suddenly swung at him. Momentarily glaring at the branch before continuing his trek up. "He's the only one who's a triple S class."

Aeron paused at what he just said.

"What?" That was Camellia sounding confused.

Dagger stopped to stare at both of them, inspecting their expressions carefully. "Oh yeah... I didn't tell you about the ranking system did I?"

"No. What is it?"

Dagger leaned on a nearby tree as he thought about his words. "You know how normally all guilds have rankings from E to S? E is the lowest mage ranking and S is the highest." He explained at seeing Camellia's lips frowning. "Well, Seven Lions have a ranking from E to SSS." He paused to let that information sink in as he watched Aeron becoming confused and Camellia... Well with that hair in her face he can't really see any of her expressions.

"Do those S's have anything special in them? Or some kind of decoration to scare of rivals?"

"It's no decoration," he frowned at him. "An S rank is basically, at least in Seven Lions, being recognized you're a strong wizard that deserves a higher position. A double S rank is for mages being in the same level as the Wizards Saints."

"Those guys still exists?" Aeron blinked in astonishment.

"What's a Wizard Saint?" Camellia unknowingly voiced out her thoughts.

"My god," Dagger gave them both an bizarre look. "You really don't know your history," he pointed to Aeron who frowned at that. "And are you for real?" He turned to Camellia. His mouth closing and opening until he dismissed her. "I'm not going to even bother... Now, before any of you guys interrupt me," giving them both a look, "I'm going to finish the lesson. So pay attention cause I'm only saying this once."

Whatever the two of them wanted to say, was instantly forgotten as both shut their mouths and paid attention.

"The last rank, triple S rank means you're a Master level. Surpassing your limits and the Wizard Saints. Also having the potential of being the next Master of Seven Lions. It's a tradition that Seven Lions has been doing since its founding." He laughed for a bit, turning his heel and continued forward as he talked. "Most of the stuff that Seven Lions has is based on tradition that they sure as heck ain't going to let go."

The rest of the walk was silent. Except for Dagger humming a tune to himself.

Suddenly remembering about Jiselle being a retired mage made him ask, "Is Jiselle a S rank or higher?"

"Just S."

Silence returned again. Then, "There's only two S rank and higher. That is Jiselle and Nero. The rest is either A or lower."

After what seemed forever, they finally found the entrance of a certain cave given to them by there's truly, Ted Crookstone; after being too busy to attend them properly. His butler or one of his servants gave them a map that looked more like a chicken scratch. Yet surprisingly Dagger was able to read the map perfectly. Thus, he was the one leading the group to their destination.

Which he did successfully.

The cave was simply wide and hollow with its walls that the light reflected seemed to glow. It was a peculiar sight that Camellia had to touch the wall. She was surprised it was smooth and cool, but certainly not wet. Bending down to the ground to touch softly the ground, Aeron was surprised that it felt grainy and was silently worried of the cave having traps made from nature itself.

"What kind of cave is this?" Camellia whispered to herself as Dagger caught with his supersonic hearing that Aeron was still trying to guess what his magic is. It one time led to mind reading, but Dagger confirmed it was simply guesses and hunches. And then there was that suspicious momentarily thrown among the lines. Which would mean his magic in some way is influencing his abilities for the moment.

"Don't know. But the miners come to scoop out handy dandy goods. Though that kind of trade is only for the rich... Which is a load of bullshit." He rolled his eyes then bounced to a cheery fella. "So anyone got fire?"

Both stayed silent as they looked among one another.

"... Know how to build a fire?"

Camellia was still silent, but Aeron, "you have any clothing you're willing to spare?"

"Why don't you sacrifice your own?"

"You want fire? Give me a piece of cloth." Sticking his hand out as he waited for Dagger to do just that.

"Use your socks!"

"Um, no," Giving him a look. "I paid that from my own pocket."

"Well I risked life and limbs for my clothes."

"Guys..."

"Who risks their life for clothes? Unless you either a die hard fashionista or stole those clothes." Aeron pointed to his clothes.

"Guys..."

"The world is cruel. So I punch it back."

"Hey, guys,"

"Wait." Aeron held a hand up. "You actually steal clothes?" He gave him a look over twice. "Who's clothes are those?"

"This is part of my grid!" Dagger pointed to his clothes.

"Guys?"

"Grid? What grid?"

"Something that has something to do with my magic."

"What is your magic?"

"GUYS!"

"WHAT!?" Both males turned to Camellia who was too deep inside the cave. Yet they were able to see her clearly thanks to an unnatural glow surrounding her.

"The walls glow," she demonstrated, walking back towards them as the walls glowed accordingly to where she walked.

Both were dumbstruck then, "Okay! Great! Let's go!" Smacking Aeron's arm as he was startled at the sudden change of attitude. "Good job, Smiley! I knew you'll be useful."

"... Do I need to remind you the times you were going to ditch her if it weren't for me?"

"Lies." He sang, grabbing Camellia to tag along with him as Aeron followed behind with a snort.


Jiselle thought it was a good idea to group all three of them and take a mission to do some bonding time. The mission wasn't a complicated one. It was simply defeating some Sky Pirates and capturing the leader of said crew and turn him in to the Department of Science Research located at the very far south of Alakitasia. Reason why the DSR (Department of Science Research for short) wants him is because he created a powerful weapon that has the power to rival the ultimate spell of Jupiter and Mars.

Back in the golden age of magic when it was considered too powerful. But not as powerful as Etherion.

So, Cali sat next to her red head partner, Alistair. Who was glaring at Zion Silverlion, son of Jiselle Silverlion and the one who has an anger problem, sitting across from the golden exceed. Next to him was Roxanne seeing the scenery pass by down below, her hair whipping to the air in a long whip that surprisingly hasn't smacked across Zion's face.

The Scary Kid.

The Angry Kid.

The one that teleported away from Alistair.

At sensing someone's eyes on him, Zion's eyes snapped to Cali who couldn't help, but squeak. Busing herself with her dress as she hummed awkwardly. Though she cut the humming as soon she saw his eyes narrowed just a tad bit. The glare from Alistair deepened.

If Zion knew that Alistair was drilling holes onto him and didn't let it bother him? Well, he was doing a good job showing so little disinterest at everything around him.

Something that even Roxanne was doing. Cali has tried approaching her several times, but felt Roxanne was giving a don't-talk-to-me-or-your-going-to-be-in-a-world-of-pain vibe. Even her eyes looked cold and scary. But in some way... She looked really cool. And just couldn't help but admire that.

She glanced to Alistair and couldn't help but smile at just how brave and awesome he is. Not being scared of Zion or Roxanne.

She didn't know their magic, but she was starting to think Zion's magic has probably something to do with that book he always carries with him. And Roxanne's? She didn't know. But she knew Alistair was a Magma Dragon Slayer. And nobody can beat him because he is not your average teen.

In a way, she wanted to believe this odd team combination can totally work out.

But really... It can't.

And it will never work out.

"We have arrived to The Arc. Thank you for choosing Bullet Airship. We hope to see you next time."

Without a word, Roxanne took off. Not bothering to wait for her companions while Zion lazily grabbed his book and plugged in some earbuds, walking the opposite direction where everyone was going.

"Let's go, Cali," Alistair pushed the door open, stepping to the side to let Cali out of their compartment.

Yep. Cali wanted to believe it can work out. "Okay."

But it is not going to happen.


So... Did I got your characters right? Any mistakes? Tell me! So I can go back and fix it up. :)

Was it shocking the ranking? Yeah... There is a reason why it is done that way. But I'm not going to reveal anything just yet. And this also gives you the idea why I didn't want any S class mages.

Well... now you know.

I hate to place deadlines. But I'm only going to do it for that open spot I have left.

RESERVED FOLKS READ THIS: You are immune to this deadline. Ignore it.

I have seven spots closed. One spot open and two reserved spots. And I am SO, SO, SOOO tempted in making eleven spots because I'm receiving such good characters. But I really just want to work with ten characters for the moment. I will eventually open more spots again for Seven Lions, but that is when the story has reached a certain point. After four or five arcs I will place the Ghost Queen OC forum to get started on some villains~

Anyhoo! Deadline will be Feb. 25th.

That should give you enough time.^^

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Also... In case folks are curious. Before Aeron arriving to Seven Lions, there was only five folks. The Master doesn't count. So that makes four members: Jiselle S., Zion S., Dagger, and Nero. Have many of my own OCs I have? Eight.

But those other two are not going to appear for A DARN WHILE. So just enjoy the ride I have planned. :)

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Anyways, thank you for reading, reviewing, etc.!^^