"Is that all you need, my boy?" I asked, wanting to help him in any way I could.
"Yeah Dalan, thanks I owe you." The young man replied, heading out the door.
That was just Vaan, off on his next adventure. If only I could have been a bit younger I could have joined him.
Haha- cough, cough. Well, maybe a bit healthier too.
But no, this is my place. I may not get to go on the adventure but I find out every detail about it while he journeys. That's the great thing about being me. I know everything. From the greediest King to the most noble palace servant.
As you probably don't know, I played a very important role in the war between Archadia and Dalmasca, yet hardly anyone knows. The people sing songs of Lady Ashe and Captain Vossler. They write poems of the traitor Basch Fon Ronsenburg, yet they don't even know what they speak of. Rumors spread of kidnapping, theft, and the lies of the dead.
Yet nothing is said of Old Dalan. The man who lives in Low Town. The man who helped Vaan sneak in the Royal Palace, causing him to meet the mysterious 'Amalia'. People do not ask themselves what would have happened if he hadn't given him the Crescent Stone. Would our fate have been different? I believe so.
But that is alright with me. Secrecy is a valuable ally to have. Once people learn of you it's hard to keep things to yourself. Good thing I'm smart.
Even though I am all but forgotten. I am happy with my lot in life. For as a long gone friend once said of me:
I am the man who knows everything, yet has learned nothing.
Yes, that is me, and that is who I intend to be.
A/N: This was completely random, I know. But I thought Dalan never gets enough credit for his role in FF12. And if you know what his crazy-red-eyed-rabbits name is, please tell me.
Hope you enjoyed.