Authors Note: I don't own Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles, or Square-Enix for the matter.
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Ok Character introduction time
The Guys:
David
Description: Natural, Clavat
David is the Alchemist's son; he is fairly quite and perhaps a little creepy at times. He never really talks about himself, maybe some of his interests but that's about as much as anyone can get out of him. On a side note he has a not so secret crush on his friend Chelsea.
Kyle
Description: Head band, Clavat
Kyle is the Merchant's son; he is somewhat hyper at times but an all around nice guy with a bit of an attitude. He stands up for his beliefs and has an iron will, probably the hardest working of the Tipa caravan.
Dalton
Description: Steel visor, Lilty
Dalton is the Blacksmith's son and as such he knows his weaponry. He is very child like despite his age, but gets along with everybody well despite his Lilty heritage. He seems to become a little crazy when he goes into battle, like he is reenacting the role of the hero from one of the many books he has read.
Jason
Description: One horn, Yuke
Jason is the Rancher's son; he is the oldest of the whole caravan, and the wisest. Seeing that he is the oldest this also makes him the wisest of the caravan. Although he is not the only Yuke in the group he is far more powerful than his cousin Justin.
Justin
Description: Long beak,Yuke
Justin is the Fisherman's son and the cousin of Jason. Unlike his cousin Justin is more into playing pranks and fishing. He is the Fisherman's son you know.
The Girls
Chelsea
Description: White cap, Clavat
Chelsea is the Miller's daughter and probably the sanest one out of the whole group. She is probably the only one that can keep Lindsey silent. Although it's common knowledge that David likes Chelsea she could care less.
Hannah
Description: Owl head, Selkie
Hannah is the Tailor's daughter and is a bit of a loudmouth at times, but that doesn't mean anything. At times she is fairly normal, but throw her together with her friend Lindsey and all hell will break loose.
Lindsey
Description: Dark coat, Clavat
Lindsey is the Farmer's daughter and the best friend of Hannah. She can at times be a little too much for people to handle, but she is a good person underneath it all. Although she is slightly annoying at times, she can come through for others.
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Ok now without further adieu I bring you
FFCC: The Cleansing
"Well it's been decided then. Our caravan is set and your journey starts in a few days. I hope you will all be able to come through for us."
The elder said as he ran a hand through his beard. The selected eight stood before him, their eyes in all different places. The brown haired one known David was staring at the crystal behind him. His head turned slightly to look at the other chosen. Standing next to him was his friend Dalton, a lilty that was staring up at the stars. He was of the sole lilty family in Tipa. The torch fire reflected off of his steel visor like it was a mirror.
"You are all dismissed, go home and spread the good news to your families."
David left towards his house, how was he going to tell his parents this? They always hoped he would stay home and be an alchemist like the rest of the family.
"Oh well, they can't stop me now."
He said to himself, satisfied with his actions and feeling no regret. As he neared his house he noticed the lights were still on and there was the sound of two voices arguing.
"Great, another argument. Well I know what that means."
David turned and walked headed towards the bridge. The wooden planks creaked under his shoes, the water reflecting the moonlight. David scratched his head a little and took a seat on the bridge, his legs hanging over the ledge.
Dalton had already made it home and explained the good news to his family. They were pleased, they had always hoped that he would bring glory to the Hughes name. He now decided to do a little midnight patrol. There was no need for it, but he just liked to make it sound like he was doing something manly. With his spear leaning on his shoulder he walked around in his normal manner.
"I can't wait till we leave! This is going to be so much fun."
Slowly making his way up the path to the cliff, Dalton began to whistle to himself. Once he made it to the top he jammed his spear into the ground and looked at the world outside of Tipa.
"Hmm, yeah I can fight crime over there, have an epic battle over on that hill and oh oh I can save the pretty damsel in distress over there by the lake."
In Dalton's mind he had already painted a picture of these heroic events. His siblings called him weird; he called them unimaginative realists. This always stumped his little brother and sister.
"Well would you look at that, the sun is coming up already? Guess I better take a little nap. A warrior needs his strength."
He then curled into a little ball of steel and began to sleep.
-End of Chapter