Name: Serichi Hashiba
Age: Unknown
Race: Elf
Occupation: Elven Dementionist
Background: The youngest in one of the royal families who had a fondness for music and sually carried around a guitar which convienently was transformed into her weapon. Having studied to manipulate dementions, Serichi became most valuable to the elven society in the Ministry of Protection and Defense (MPD). She furthured her studies in the history of the Ministry, but soon found a large gap in the historical documents. She dug and dug but only found a few snipits of the missing time. Then one day as she headed towards her On-grounds-appointed-house-structure (OGAHS) Serichi was stopped by Obaron Neoshima. She loved him dearly and gave not a second though as to why she was being waved discretely towards his OGAHS. When she came in, another man waited in the living area. Obaron was Head of the Administrative Corporation, and the other man's face was quite familiar as well. Obaron looked at her regretfully. "You shouldn't have stuck your nose in things that didn't concern you, Serichi." The door shut behind her and a hand of man she hadn't seen covered her mouth and she inhaled the cloriform that the rag had been doused in. She woke to find her self amist many trees recovering from the nauseating side affects of the drug. She was by herself in the wilderness...
((Inspired by the anime "BLEACH" but with my own twist.))
