Drive's Journey!

first person is better than no person at all

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Heya. I'm Spazel Acrotand. That was my Human name, anyway. Most people call me Drive now, you probably ought to as well.

Just so you're clear, there's three kinds of people here. Elemen, Humans, and Hybrids. I'm a first-generation Hybrid, proud of it. But, in case you hadn't noticed, Elemania's been riddled with racism lately. Nobody really trusts a Hybrid.

The Elemen are probably justified in this, really... with all they've been through, with jerks like Vaargt and Lustra destroying everything for them. Then there's the Humans who regard us as oddballs, outcasts. It's just their nature to look down on the minority, I guess.

Well, whatever. I live in the north half of the island, where there's not really any big community anyway. We're pretty-tight knit up in the north, even if there aren't too many of us. So I don't experience the brunt of the the racial profiling.

Anyway, I'm pretty much top-notch when it comes to golemy. (It's kind of like engineering, but mostly magic-oriented rather than what you'd call science.) I design all kinds of magic-based mechanisms, and I can fix them too. I like what I do, and I manage a comfortable living from that. Oh yeah, did I mention I was nineteen years old? Not bad for someone my age, hmm? Yep, so things have been going pretty smooth, overall.

'cept one thing. Ever hear of the Archgang? No? That's because they stay hidden and pick on guys like me. And by picking on me, I mean that they slip into my warehouse at night and steal my goods. Bunch of low-life scum if you ask me. One time I catch one of them in the act, he sees me and nearly torches me to death! Pah! Something's gotta be done, I tell you what.

Only trouble is, I can't say I know what to do. Elemania's in a semi-anarchy state right now, so I've got to take things into my own hands. Taking on these guys on my own would be suicide. Though, I suppose there's a handful of other people who are having similar troubles. I think they're trying to get some justice on their own, too.

I don't like any of 'em. At least, I don't like the way they do things. They're all brash, and honestly I don't think they'll be able to make much of a dent without getting themselves killed. But what can I say? Maybe I can whip these guys into shape and we can get something done. Might as well talk to them. Maybe I'll get involved.

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Hero: Spazel/"Drive"; young man of the minority race.

Ordinary World: Part of a tight-knit sparsely-populated community. Talented engineer for magical things, runs a shop, lives a comfortable life.

Call to Action: Some nasty "Archgang" group threatens his business and his safety.

Special World: Working with a handful of people with similar troubles, trying to work with their carelessness and unorganizedness, and helping them actually make a dent in the offending group.