The Destiny of the Beoulves
By Beoulve16
Based on the game Final Fantasy Tactics.
Note! I do not own Final Fantasy Tactics or anything related to it except Mueller, Alen, Ariel, Fink, Boyle etc. The rest are Square's.
Chapter One- A chemist
My name is Mueller. Now I'm just a lowly chemist in Igros castle. As a chemist, I'm trained in throwing different curative items, although I'm bad at it. But I once ended a battle in an accidental toss of a revival item to a skeleton, literally slaying him and thus ending the battle. But after battle, the knight I was trying to revive came around after battle, by an experienced priest. At the castle I ran into him and he had the look of executing me as a heretic, but instead of doing that he congratulated me on winning the battle.
I had managed to master the chemist class by a width of a chocobo feather. There were many dangers to being a chemist than a squire, which was my other choice as a job. A squire leads to warrior classes while a chemist leads to magic. Magic. That was my sole purpose of being a chemist. I wanted to have the finesse of the mind, rather than of physical force. When I mastered the throwing of all types of items at different ranges I graduated to magic. My graduation day was glorious. I was so proud of myself that I did various odd jobs to get gil for my graduation party. On my graduation day I was asked to decide which magician class to promote to. My choices were a priest or wizard. Priests were just like chemists with curative spells and wizards were like knights with attack spells. I saw chart of the outcomes of either class and I decided in an instant. A wizard is what I will be. I just saw one of the outcomes of a wizard and decided. The outcome was a summoner. I had always wanted to become one, because the hero of the Lion War, Ramza Beoulve always had a loyal summoner with him. I have read about him as a summoner and the stories were remarkable, he stood up against the fiercest opponents to protect his leader. I just looked up at the committee and just said "Wizard." "You got it Mueller! Here are your robes and rod." the man said as he handed me them. I took them with joy and felt proud...
By Beoulve16
Based on the game Final Fantasy Tactics.
Note! I do not own Final Fantasy Tactics or anything related to it except Mueller, Alen, Ariel, Fink, Boyle etc. The rest are Square's.
Chapter One- A chemist
My name is Mueller. Now I'm just a lowly chemist in Igros castle. As a chemist, I'm trained in throwing different curative items, although I'm bad at it. But I once ended a battle in an accidental toss of a revival item to a skeleton, literally slaying him and thus ending the battle. But after battle, the knight I was trying to revive came around after battle, by an experienced priest. At the castle I ran into him and he had the look of executing me as a heretic, but instead of doing that he congratulated me on winning the battle.
I had managed to master the chemist class by a width of a chocobo feather. There were many dangers to being a chemist than a squire, which was my other choice as a job. A squire leads to warrior classes while a chemist leads to magic. Magic. That was my sole purpose of being a chemist. I wanted to have the finesse of the mind, rather than of physical force. When I mastered the throwing of all types of items at different ranges I graduated to magic. My graduation day was glorious. I was so proud of myself that I did various odd jobs to get gil for my graduation party. On my graduation day I was asked to decide which magician class to promote to. My choices were a priest or wizard. Priests were just like chemists with curative spells and wizards were like knights with attack spells. I saw chart of the outcomes of either class and I decided in an instant. A wizard is what I will be. I just saw one of the outcomes of a wizard and decided. The outcome was a summoner. I had always wanted to become one, because the hero of the Lion War, Ramza Beoulve always had a loyal summoner with him. I have read about him as a summoner and the stories were remarkable, he stood up against the fiercest opponents to protect his leader. I just looked up at the committee and just said "Wizard." "You got it Mueller! Here are your robes and rod." the man said as he handed me them. I took them with joy and felt proud...