The sun hung high in the expansive sky. The sky was clear of any clouds and the blue sky reflected the color of the clear ocean. Waves swayed back and forth in a lazy see-saw motion and crashed against the side of the ship ever so softly. The wind varied from being a gentle breeze to the occasional strong gust. Some would say that this was a beautiful morning. Those on the Dirge knew not to take the chance to call this morning beautiful. If there was beauty then only the dreamers on the ship could ever perceive it. The ship's crew was at work cleaning her deck and halls. Some of the sailors were whistling a tune that only true sailors would recognize. The captain was at the wheel with his trusted mates at his side, helping to make sure that all the Dirge's status. The sailors were in their own world but they knew too well who they had aboard upon their beloved ship. Luckily for them and the Dirge, an magic seal was inscribed upon the ship that produced an aura that prevented the Summoners from using their powers. A lone summoner with the ears of a cat, leaned against the railing of the ship. Her pale eyes were fixed on the blue water below. She felt so alone on this ship. No clan claim her yet she was given an invitation to join the tournament. Having no place to go, she decided to give this tournament a shot. Though now, she was regretting her decision. She let out a small sigh.