Rowan Summers
Music mage
His home, Atlantic seaboard, USA
Affected RP'ers: @Alphys

Rowan examined his small kitchen. He wouldn't be able to take much, his bag was already mostly full from the clothes and various small things he'd grabbed. He grabbed some bread, some fruit, mainly apples but some others, and a can or two of some various foods. He could just close the bag after stuffing it all in there.

Placing the bag over his shoulder, he headed back into the front room. He stopped however, as his attention was diverted by a sheet of music he'd tacked up to a board on the wall. It occurred to him that he'd have to leave his music behind, his instruments behind, leave Everything behind when he went into hiding. And worse he knew that with the blockers help, their hunters would easily find his home and confiscate or destroy everything.

Taking the music sheet off the wall, he sat down heavily on his couch and stared at it. Missing it already.

Marx Hunfry
Fire Mage
New York City

"No? you just need to push harder. Limits are meant to be broken anyway. ah well then. I guess I'll stay grounded feel free to lead the way."