Rowan Summers
Music mage
His home, Atlantic seaboard, USA

Rowan moved into his room and begun digging around for two drawstring bags they could put the essentials in. When Bernie's note arrived, Rowan paused to think of what he might want to protect. Looking around his room, the word "Everything" came to his mind. "Now isn't the time to be nostalgic." He grumbled to himself. He'd have to keep thinking about it. He eventually found two bags, one blue with a starry night pattern, the other green with a leaf pattern. Bringing them out, he offered both to Araxie and asked, "Which one would you like?"

Marx Hunfry
Fire Mage
UN headquarters

As soon as the blocker picked up Marx smiled a wide, toothy smile. "Hey! This is the blocker right? This is Marx, one fiery superhuman talking back to you! Hey listen, I need you to tell me where I can find some mages, or I'm going to start getting bored. You got a place my bloody friend over here and I can meet up with you?"