The Hunters of the Star in…
The hunt of self proclaimed lord
By: Wight Mamba
All Final Fantasy and all affiliated things and such are property of Square Enix….not me!
The Hunters of the Star are an elite corp of hunters who under the command of their clan Pom-Pom, a clan started by, ran by, financed by, titled by, founded by, and such by Moogles. Anyway these elite hunters are known throughout Ivalice for taking on hunts that range from those that are really stupid, lame, and just flat out bogus, to those that are serious and totally difficult.
Our story begins in a tavern in the Arcadian Empire; this takes place six years after the end of Final Fantasy XII. I'm Using VieraHeart15's profile because I don't have my own, and if you flame me please let it be critique and not some NEGATIVE BASHING! If you please as to be so kind! Now redone so it's no longer in script format! Hooray!
Chapter one: The hunt begins…
A young Hume walks up to the bartender "25,30,10,15,15." He says
"No that won't work, my going rates are…30, 55, 25, 30, 25." The Bartender replies.
"No? Then how about 40, 20, 5, 25, 10."
"40,25,15,25,20."
"Ahh…30,20,20,30,15."
"Hmmm, Okay it's a deal so your totals come up to 115 Gil, it's been a pleasure doing business with you, and here is your key um… I never got your name sir."
"Oh, my name is Hilron, Hilron Juleds."
"Well then have a pleasant stay at my tavern Hilron."
"I will."
Later that day.
Hilron returns to his group; A Bangaa, a Nu Mou, a Viera, and a Moogle. "So have you come with any info on any marks?"
"Yes. A level IV." Said the Bangaa.
"Not much, a level II mark Kupo!" Said the cutest Moogle anybody would hope to see.
"Nothing." The Nu Mou replied, looking rather disappointed.
The Viera smiled "I found a candy necklace!" She yelled happily, dangling a candy necklace in front of Hilron's face.
"DARLING!!!" Hilron yelled, smacking the candy necklace out of the Viera's hands.
Name: Hilron Juleds
Age: 23 years
Race: Human
Job: Sharp-shooter/ Fighter
Gender: Male
Position: 1st point of the Star (Highest)
Most likely to: Get annoyed at an idiotic remark and blow and/or slash that person's head off.
Growing up as an orphan, Hilron has always had it rough until when he was discovered by Dr. Cid who noticed his inventive potential and gave him a job in the Draklor Laboratories until six years ago after the fall of Vayne, he then disbanded and became an elite hunter and now the current leader of the hunters of the star.
"I wish Darling would be serious for once! Kupo!" The cute Moogle snapped.
Name: Darling
Age?
Race: Viera
Job: (would be) Assassin
Gender: DER I DUNNO UH (SARCASTICALLY :) ) female?
Position: 5th point of the star (Lowest)
Most likely to: Die within the next ten seconds for making a stupid remark in front of Hilron.
Darling the Viera is most often a hyperactive brainless idiot who eats just about anything she finds on the ground; the only time she does something right is when she fights.
"I'm sorry. I like candy. Oh! I forgot I saw a Level III mark earlier! Ha! In your face, Pommel!" The stupid Viera yelled happily.
Name: Pommel
Age: 35 (in Moogle years)
Race: Moogle (I love Moogles ;))
Job: Gunner
Gender: Male
Position: 3rd point of the star (middle, Kupo!)
Most likely to: Sit there looking cute and innocent till he whips out his gun and blasts your head clean off, Kupo!
As a Moogle, Pommel has a very docile demeanor as a cute and harmless creature; think that and you have most likely been shot right between eyes already.
The big burly Bangaa looked furious at the Moogle and Viera. "Pommel, Darling…SHUT UP!!!"
"O-o-okay Ratominaz." The pair stammered, terrified.
Name: Ratominaz (Tom-tom)
Age: 67 (Bangaas live twice as long as humans, according to the bestiary )
Race: Bangaa
Job: Dragoon
Gender: Male
Position: 4th point of the star
Most likely to: Tear you up like a dragon would for calling him a lizard.
As a Dragoon Tom-tom likes to do stuff as a dragon would but he is most likely to keep the others in line, especially Darling.
"Aww! I wanted the candy necklace because it has a higher i.q. than me." The Viera began whimpering.
"We should have given the shovel one too…" Hilron muttered.
The Nu Mou heard and smiled "Hey, I'll go get the shovel!" She told Hilron.
"Hey, Greta remember to "accidentally" knock Darling unconscious with it!"
Name: Greta
Age: Unknown
Race: Nu-mou
Job: Illusionist (with white magic & black magic)
Gender: Female
Position: 2nd point of the star
Most likely: To save her own life by using Darling as a viera meat shield.
Being an illusionist she can use her abilities to trick peoples' minds into thinking that they are actually feeling pain, and if that doesn't work she has black magic to back that up.
Hilron sighed. "When are the new marks coming up?" He wondered.
I got the idea for the haggling (The numbers at the start) part from a book, but the characters and pretty much everything else is original. Next chapter…The hunters now have a new mark to hunt but this hunt might just be the most annoying mark yet! The self-proclaimed Lord of the Wood, Janzyn the male Viera!