"I'm positive that people wouldn't want fashion based off this cursed place. I'll be doing you a service." Oran says cheerfully, readying his greatsword to cut you and Sophia down.

"On the contrary. Youd be surprised how many people have fantasies about romantic deaths. The mor emhsterious and gory, the better. Im sure i cna find a few romantics and if anything i cna just throw the designs to some of my ogthic frienda, the architecture has some grest detailing hst would look amazing on certain gowns and the color pallettes look good for almsot any outift." Inno said cheerfully. "Im hinking a more medieval styled gray tunic with a white suit shirt and a pir of black dress pants should do the trick, add some black or red acxents...maybe a cobweb tbemed bow tie...."

"Yeah... I still can't let you go." He says. "And you talk too much." He swings his sword, aiming to cut you down. Sophia squeaks and backs up, triping over her feet and falling backwards. She scoots away from Oran.

"Oh cmon, fashion isnt all about talking." Inno complains, but aso backs up a bit.

Name: Thraxx
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species: Wizard
Power: Plant magic, Spirit Guide
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(Yes, Riley is an elf. apologies for not replying sooner.)

"Kill you? Um... Sure." He rolls off the changling and tries to get the sword. The changling was going for the same thing, so Riley uses his illusions to create an imaginary fire that roars to life in front of the sword between it and the changling.
The changling chuckles, a wet yet grating sound, and plunged its hand into the fire, pulling out the sword, "You can only try to outillusion the illusionist." Riley grumbled something under his breath, trying a few different illusions that had no effect on the changling. Riley finds himself retreating to keep away from the pointy weapon in the monsters hands.

"Really? It seems you do a lot of it." Oran says, "Why don't you stay still already. It makes my job of killing you so much easier."
Sophia makes an offended noise, "And you never give a thought on if you talk too much, green thing."
"I am a minotaur, and for the last time I did not choose this awful color." Oran says, glaring at her. Sophia seems to realize her mistake and she ducks behind a pillar to try and hide and not be seen so Oran won't be able to get her.

The starter -

The Labyrinth is a feared place, full of monsters and tributes. No one has managed to escape the place. It is a good thing, though, that there are chosen tributes. With every tribute, the monsters are held off for a month longer.
No one knows how the tributes are chosen, just that they are and there are two put in each month.
You were chosen, and now, here you are, inside the Labyrinth, your fate sealed as the doors slam shut behind you.
The regular looking human next to you takes a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. However, at a second glance, you realize that the human is extending and retracting claws from her knuckles. It appears the 'human' is actually a shifter. Most likely some predatory animal. What type, you don't know yet.

"How about we team up? I think if we were to kill the monsters in the labyrinth, no more tributes would be needed. Also, we'll survive for longer if we stick together."

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=89015&page=107#1067 Author: Scoutwolf Time Posted: 9/14/2020 at 10:19 AM "Really? It seems you do a lot of it." Oran says, "Why don't you stay still already. It makes my job of killing you so much easier." Sophia makes an offended noise, "And you never give a thought on if you talk too much, green thing." "I am a minotaur, and for the last time I did not choose this awful color." Oran says, glaring at her. Sophia seems to realize her mistake and she ducks behind a pillar to try and hide and not be seen so Oran won't be able to get her.

"On the bright side, that shade of greet would work very well wiith several colors i can think of. And im talking bwcause i dont have any of my suppleis with me." Inno shrugs.