A group of fighters leave their home land, walking out onto a seemingly unknown abyss. Things, people, whoosh by in different directions while others wander slowly alone. One of them, the leader of the group, holds a letter in his hand as he eagerly leads his troops into the unknown.

"Sir, are you sure that this is where we're supposed to be?" says a voice from the back of the group.

The leader opens the letter.

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When you leave the land more commonly referred to as Roleplaying/Fanfiction, you will be on your own. When you get in the open area, just wait for me to come. You'll know when it's me. Then I'll take care of the rest.

-Grig

P.S. Hide any kind of symbol, ect, that would tell of the group you belong to. We don't want anyone else recognizing you.

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"But Sir, are you sure that he will come?" the leader hears as he tries to stop the impatient grumbling.

"Quiet," he says, "You've waited 75 days for this. I think you can wait a little longer."

A panda walks onto the scene. The leader spots him, and starts walking towards him.

"Grig, I presume."

"Yes," the panda says. "Were you lost? Most likely. Unless you have already planned exactly where you're going, which I know YOU haven't, it's very hard to get here without the path being shown to you on a specific day."

The rest of the group grumbles, and shouts threats at Grig. The leader steps forward.

"We're not just any group!" he shouts at Grig. "We're the mighty Dojang!"

Cheers erupt from the squad behind him.

"And we did not come here to be insulted!"

Grig chuckles, and smugly says, "Really? If you really want your mission to suceed, you have to take worse flames than that. Remember, which side you're going to be on..."

The leader steps back. "Lets just go already."

Grig leads him down an obscure pathway, and suddenly stops near a door with a giant lock on it.

Grig says, "Each one of you should have a key, if you really are a Regular User. Only they can go to LTU."

The group of about 15 passes through that door, and into LTU.