#purewhitewolf

The town is pretty much led by the priest, Father Alexandre. He had been there since the town was built. No one dares question the word of God, so why have a major to combat Father Alexandre?

Overall, the town needed help. Nothing seemed right there. Definitely skeletons in everyone's closet. It was midday, and the saloon was quiet, except for a few farmers taking a break. The saloon girl was serving whiskey to the patrons while Ezra washed the glasses behind the counter.

@perfectlywingeddragon

Wandering the dusty road on a spotted Appaloosa horse, a lone cowboy, or I guess cowgirl would be more accurate, was casually making their approach.

As far as morals go... this cowboy was pretty on par with most lone wanderers. In her youth, she was rather a little mischief maker when she used to work on her family's ranch. Always snatching something for herself, switching bottles around, terrorizing the livestock with very convincing canine barks, and other parlor tricks.

She finally made it to the town she's been hearing about. She gazes upon its sorry state and was filled with burning determination to become sheriff. "Wow... I can't do anymore damage even if I wanted to... eh, time to get a drink."

Said friend was actually not really there. It was just a Really convincing dummy... in truth, they had the same idea she did. Bastion, ain't he a stinker? He slithered up behind Kaitlyn and shouted, "Booga booga booga!"

@purewhitewolf ((In which Kaitlyn gets arrested. Or at least, they’ll try. Also, heads-up... I presume that Kaitlyn(s) use a different dimensional designation system... So, these Dragons are going by the one they know.))

Wherever Kaitlyn happened to be at the time, she would see that a large portal of swirling blues and greens appeared before her. From it, emerged five different women. Who, probably obviously to Kaitlyn, were all various versions of her friend Ali from other dimensions.

Coincidentally, four of them had red hair. The fifth was a brunette. One of the redheads appeared to be the leader of the group, who seemed to be dressed up in a somewhat military fashion. If Kaitlyn looked to discern differences between them, she’d find small differences.

On the far left, the redhead seemed to have a faint spark of anxiety, eyes squinted slightly with uncertainty, with messy, short, choppy hair. Next to her, was the brunette with her hair tied back in a braid, held up by a hair clip, black goggles on her head. She looked faintly bored with the situation. On the far right, the redhead seemed to be glaring at Kaitlyn, as if displeased with her existence, and she wore glasses and had shoulder length, slightly wavy hair. Next to her, a faintly amused looking redhead with short hair, bangs held to the side with a hairclip. The leader of the group was missing an eye, a strip of cloth was tied around her head, covering the missing eye. Her own hair was held up in a high ponytail.

“Kaitlyn of dimension L-542, you are under arrest.” The Leader spoke harshly, clearly not in a friendly mood. At her words, immediately, her four subordinates all moved to attempt to grab and handcuff Kaitlyn, with powerful handcuffs that had intricate sealing woven into it, that viciously fed off the soul of the victim and trapped them. Though, it would depend on how cooperative Kaitlyn would be.

@tweetiepea-rps

Her memory of the past and of what she was told was fuzzy. She remembered being taken at a very young age in by a king and queen. Kadri is what they named her. She had two older sisters that at the time she could play with. She had admired them both deeply.

Now as barely a teen, she was watching her sisters fighting over some boy. The most involve she ever got was just listening to their whiny vents... She was missing the days when they were little kids. Now her sisters felt like completely different people. Adeline barely has time to spend with her anymore due to her studying for upcoming duties, and Lavinia was getting...scarier with her mischief and attitude.