OCC: OPEN SIGNUPS - The Village of Blen OCC "Not even five minutes and he's gone." Nova wasn't really talking to anyone. She was, to her knowledge, alone in the fields of honey colored weat as that was the cause of her spoken thought. Her ambitious brother Avon had jumped for joy and taken off as soon as the siblings were finished with their morning chores. The young adult looked over to see that the sun just hopped off of the horizon and was hovering sleepily in the air, the day had just began. Plenty more time to be pestered by her boneheaded brother or any of the other villagers really. As she began walking silently back to her caretaker's home Nova gave her last thought some examination. It wasn't true she found, if not for the villagers Blen would be unbearably boring, at least she had something to do besides work and drinking. She was so lost in thought that she almost bumped into the door of her own house. Nova rolled hazel eyes, "Damn you thinking, what have you ever done for me?" She entered, giving the cosy, not too big home a look around before raising her voice. "Auntie Mei! We're done! Did Avon even bother to stop and say goodbye before he took off for the village?" As a matter of fact, he had. Avon had swept into the house and ran for the room he shared with his sister. Just before sprinting back out the door he had given his beloved guardian a "See you later!" He was now setting a quick jog down the cobble path that led to the village little known as Blen. The young man always found the name of his home very symbolic: it was the most lame name of all time ever. As Blen was, officially, the most lame place ever. Avon once thought that he could defend the coolness of Blen though it's interesting residents, and the things they got into, but he soon realized that it was impossible for one major reason. Nothing that happened in Blen ever mattered. No one outside of the village was effected by something in Blen except when his Vona became a Hero, and she was forced to say she was born somewhere else to the public! As he passed though the village waving to his fellow residents he realized his current train of thought was rather depressing, so he ended it. After all, one day he would be a Hero like Vona, and then he would parade his place of birth down the streets before corporate sharks could nab him. Now in a much better mood, Avon turned to head down a dirt path that led to a tiny hut by the river. He called out triumphantly, "Joel Iornweave! At long last I've come to fulfill your dream: to train the man who will be known as Avon the Great!" "Gah!" Mayor awoke with a start, a great weight was on his chest. He looked down, the cat. It was staring at him with that creepy, degrading look that it had. "Our little deal is going to come to fruition soon. A day or two from now, you'd best prepare." "Really? Oh..." "You forgot of it didn't you, useless idiot." The cat jumped off of him, but now guilt and dread weighed Mayor down. He got up and placed his head in his shivering hands. After sitting there with the cat watching he began to get ready for the day.