The Beginning
"Don't forget to visit once in awhile." She said.
I chuckled to myself as I waved goodbye to Mom. I had no idea why she was so reluctant to let me move into my own place in the adventure's quarters. I could hardly wait to meet my moogle. The day I received my acceptance letter into the adventure program I nearly fainted with delight. Thank goodness I wouldn't end up trapped in San d'Oria in the leather crafters guild like Mom had hoped. That place smells awful and after about ten minutes of tanning my eyes start to glaze over from the mind numbing boredom.
I needed adventure. I wanted to go to Jeuno and band together with other adventures and make a difference. At least that's what I put on my application.
What I really needed was gil. Lots and lots of gil. I was so sick of being without it and now was my chance to get my piece of the treasure. I wanted to be the one robed in beautiful armor and jeweled rings. When I walked threw the streets I wanted to hear my name whispered excitedly by the Elvaan children. Someday I wanted to be the respected for greatness. What kind of greatness I had no idea.
There was a lengthy orientation at the gate but I have no idea what they said. I was too busy turning my onion sword in my hands and admiring my standard issue level one armor.
As soon as I was out of the gate I ran threw the grass like a woman gone wild yelling at the top of my lungs. The rush! The freedom! I was out of the gate and the world was mine to conquer! The rabbits barely looked up as I charged past them toward a very wealthy looking goblin. This, I thought to myself, was going to be fun.
That's when I felt pain shoot threw my body like electricity. Space seemed to swirl around in my head as the sky went black and I felt the ground thud under my head.
Welcome home Kupo!
What happened?
Well Kupo. Let me explain your mog house to you. When you are incapacitated…
Blaa blaa blaa. Dang it. First fight and I was down. I'm so glad no one saw me. Not exactly what I had dreamed of.
"My I suggest you start with worms Kupo?"
Are you kidding?! Worms? That's not exactly the story I want to have told at the pub. How the amazing Alison took on a worm.
I swallowed my pride and went out to slaughter the masses of squirmy and fuzzy beasts within safe distance of the gate. After putting the various treasures I collected up for bid at the auction house I returned to my new quarters feeling very satisfied with my first day of independence. This I thought to myself is going to be great.