In this story, I show what Ewan really did when he decided to journey and further his magical education. Keep in mind, this Ewan is a powerful sage, like his teacher Saleh, not a Summoner, Druid, or Mage Knight.
Chapter 1: Ewan's Decision
A warm zephyr blew across the desert plains of Jehanna, as the sun rose on the eastern horizon. The wind kicked up a few tumbleweeds that rolled along. The tumbleweeds continued onward, and then reached a cliff, blowing right over the edge past a young boy who stood at the edge. The boy readjusted his robes, and swept back his red hair. He heard a voice call his name, and he turned around to find his sister beckoning him over.
"Honestly, Ewan. You want to go on this trip, you have to pack your own things. And really, when you're abroad, try to find more variety among your clothes," Tethys sighed.
She opened his pack, and eight other sets of robes fell out, each the same red and blue colors in the same patterns on each set. Ewan rolled his eyes.
"But sister, these are my favorite color schemes, and they go with the hair! I can not wear green robes, or brown like Teacher, because they simply don't work for me," he whined.
Tethys grinned.
"You could always borrow one of my dancer outfits," she said slyly.
"Umm, that's okay, I'd best be going if I'm going to catch the boat from Port Kiris. Bye sister, and don't let Gerik have any fun without me," he said hurriedly, hugging his sister, and stuffing the robes and supplies back in his packs.
He sighed as he started walking toward Grado in the south. As he started walking south, a sudden swirl of sand randomly appeared, and out of it stepped Joshua the Swordmaster King of the Dunes. He readjusted his kendo robe, righted the crown on his head, and looked at Ewan.
"So, my little fish friend has decided to see what the bigger fish do in the bigger ocean? I hope you have fun. And remember; never trust a person with shifty eyes further than you can throw them. And looking at you, I don't think you'll throw them very far," the young King said teasingly.
"Joshua, you really need to stop making ocean references, we live in the middle of a flaming desert," Ewan chuckled.
"Just remember, kid, always carry your own dice, and in tough situations, stick to your game face, and lie your way out of a bad hand," Joshua stated with a smirk."
Ewan grinned.
"Natasha's anti-gambling therapy isn't taking you down easily, is it?"
Joshua looked around, feigning fear.
"Gah! Don't speak so loud! She might be following me even now to try and find out where I keep my secret stash of gambling devices! She already tried to smash my ingenious automatic card shuffler with her restore staff. That was a riot! Every time she hit it, it smashed, then repaired itself again. She tried to use a sleep staff, but it tired her out after a while. Then, she used a berserk staff, and the machine sucked her dress hem in, and wouldn't let go. I had to come in and slice it in half to stop her screaming!"
Ewan was laughing uproariously. Then he checked the sun's position in the sky.
Sweet Sacred Stones! I need to get going! I need to hike off to Grado and be there by next Tuesday! Bye, Almighty King of Gamblers!"
With that, Ewan took off on an insanely fast sprint south, and didn't hear Joshua call after him:
"But you're a magic user, you can teleport anywhere! Bah, it's no good, he's too far gone."
Ewan was about a quarter of the way to Grado, and was getting tired of walking.
"Geez, this is hard. You'd think I'd be able to use magic to transport myself to-"
He abruptly stopped talking, stared incredulously at the tree in front of him, and smacked himself in the forehead. He then traced a rune into the air after summoning his magical power, and disappeared in a flash of light.
The forest was quiet for a moment, before a random squirrel sitting on the ground near the tree stopped munching on his acorn.
"Cripes, what an idiotic mage he is. Geez, I thought of teleportation about five minutes ago… Geez, what a newbie. If I were as idiotic as he, I'd be dead right no-"
A fox nearby grew tired of the sardonic squirrel, and pounced, claws at the ready to rend fle-
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"What a strange noise," said the fox, swallowing the last of the squirrel's bushy tail. He then ran into the forest, on the hunt for more, sardonic, mage-bashing squirrels, for magic users are the SHIZNITE, and everyone knows that…
Meanwhile, back in the main story plot:
Ewan faded back into physical being in the middle of Port Kiris, and found himself sitting on top of a crate that a burly sailor was carrying.
"Augh!" the sailor cried as the heavy load became too much for him, and he stumbled and dropped the box on his head.
"Err, sorry, sir. Here's some coin for your trouble, and your medical expenses," Ewan said, tucking some gold coins into the man's vest pocket.
Ewan righted himself, checked that he had all his supplies, and went off to the docks where he would meet his fellow expedition party members.
The sailor had just regained consciousness, and, muttering to himself, picked up the crate and began carrying it to its destination again. Suddenly, he heard a whoosh, and when he looked up, saw a dark-robed shaman falling toward him.
"Oh, crap, not again," the sailor had time to say, before the shaman landed on him and knocked him unconscious again.
The shaman, Knoll, stood up, adjusted his robes, and looked around. Noticing the unconscious sailor, he gasped.
"Sorry, good sir. My teleportation is still a bit awkward."
Knoll looked around.
"Now, where is that boy? He's supposed to be going off on a journey, and according to this great, wonderfully shiny device, I know now what my fate is predestined to be."
As he spoke, he pulled out a brand new, shiny metallic-silver Game Boy Advance SP, turned it on, loaded the Sacred Stones Epilogue, and waited ten minutes for it to finally tell him his destiny. It finally showed on the screen.
"Aha! Eureka! I am to disappear suddenly and mysteriously without a trace! Joining young Ewan's quest for knowledge will allow this to go according to plan!"
The shaman attempted to run off to the dock where Ewan was to board the ship, but was yanked back with a strangled yelp. Passerby stared and snickered as he turned around to find his cape snagged in the teleportation rune still floating in the air.
"I never could have foreseen this," Knoll muttered with a sigh.
That's the end of chapter 1, folks, tune in soon.