(OCC: Sorry, Shiny! I hav'nt been checking 'Charms regularly, so I missed the first post from El.)
Luckii stared blankly at the jagged cliffs that made up the coastline on the Crabclaw Peninsula from the canopy of a lone-standing tree at the edge of the mainland. The river separating the peninsula from the mainland roared below, crashing against the cliff sides, slowly chipping away the limestone. The river was flowing at a ferocious pace. Anything that entered this particular river would have been hastily swept away by the speeding water. A human would be killed or at least knocked out if they hit one of the rocks planted right in the middle of the river. You would have to be an idiot to attempt to cross it. Luckii, fortunatly, was not stupid enough to do that.
He lept down from the Birch tree. He landed rather clumsily, staggering forward a couple of paces, and then landing flat on his face. He had
horrible balance. He stood up, dusting himself off after his triumphant landing. He was very tall for his eighteen years of age, about 6'7 or 8, he hadn't measured himself in a while. He always had been tall for his age. He wasn't lanky, either, with thick, toned arms, the result of many hours put in at the gym. He wore a crimson and grey checkered shirt, over the top of a white t-shirt, with a rolling wave printed on the chest of it, with the word "Surf" scrawled across the wave, in graffiti-style handwriting. It was hardly even readable. He wore royal blue jeans, tatterd in places, along with black leather plimsole shoes on his feet. With socks, of course. Luckii's hair was brown, and of short-ish length, a messy and wild bedhead at the top, with a scruffy side fringe. He also had a casual beard going, although it didnt droop down at his chin, or anywhere else for that matter.
After his escapade with the tree, Luckii suddenly remembered; he forgot the way he came to this place. One minute he was outside a nightclub with his girlfriend Anna, then a bright blue light appeared in the sky. He had felt a tingling sensation at this very moment, and the next thing he knew, he was completely unconsious. He woke up in the middle of this field about half an hour ago, then he had wandered to the coastline from there. But he had spent so much time surveying the scene, he had forgotten the path he took to get here. He was completey lost.
"So, I took a left here, then right, right, straight ahead, right again, left... did I go straight ahead here, or did I go left past the dry-stone wall... ah FUCKING HELL!" he bawled in frustration, his North-Eastern English accent very apparent on the emphasis of the swears. He dropped down to his knees. There wasnt even a single person to ask directions. Then;
Tip, tap, tip, tap...
Footsteps.
Luckii crouched down low. He had hoped for some company, but he remembered what he was told when he first arrived in this mysterious land;
"Trust none exept your team-mates. Destroy all enemies. You shall be able to recognise your team mates by this symbol," the telepathinc voice proclaimed. Suddenly, the necklace Luckii wore as a good luck charm began shimmering in an odd fashon. The Yin-Yang radiated a bright, sprighty yellow, then morphed into something resembling an R and an S.
(OCC: Yes, it's shit, but it gives you an idea.)
Back to the present, Luckii spun with the elegance of a dead giraffe behind the nearest bush. He glared through, to get a peak of this human. At least, he hoped it was a human. Luckii was, thankfully, right. The character was not tall, about 5'9, and wore a leather jacket over a grey t-shirt. His hair was brown and long. He had on blue jeans and black leather boots. On his back he carried what looked like some sort of a case for an electric keyboard. Lickii aproched this human with caution. He had certainly listened to the telepathic voice when he first entered this world, and he was ready to battle this character if it happened to be a foe.