Prelude:
The Orbonne monastery. This is where I stood, with Gaffgarion, along with some holy knight. She mentioned her name was Agrias, but it didn't matter, this was a temporary situation, where we were to keep the princess Olivia protected from Goltana's forces, otherwise, the black lion crest. A sound. It erupted from the outside, and before I could react, I was standing outside, battle heavy, as Gaffgarion and Agrias, along with two knights flung their blades, trying to keep back the fighting warriors. Trying to abduct the princess. I quickly backed up, swinging my broadsword, knocking a poor Chemist back, into a newly arisen puddle of water. Of course, I was sloppy with my sword ablities. It had been two years since I had seen a real fight,most of the time I just served as a medic. Many thoughts flowed around in my mind, as I stabbed the sword through the chemist's gut, his crimson blood
splattering over my chainmail, and my hair. I left the sword in it's place for the time it took me to kill that weak chemist, the other enemies had been wiped clear by Agrias, and Gaffgarion. Suddenly, a female scream was heard, I rushed near the sea, to see, to my surprise, some cloaked man. On a yellow
Chocobo, With the knocked out Olivia on his back. He did nothing but wink at me and ride off. I looked to the sky, the rain pouring down upon me. Raising my fist I muttered, in a slight melancholy tone.
"Was that who I think it was?" I muttered. Suddenly, Gafgarion came from behind, and tapped me on the sholder. He grinned and whispered in my ear.
"Come on, we're leaving soon.."
I just sighed, and walked into the monstery as the downpour began to plummet.
Chapter 1: My friend, Delita.
Abruptly, I marched into the auditorium, Delita standing right next to me. We seemed puzzled, only because all student's at the Gariland magic academy were here, waiting for an anwser. After many moments, our teacher walked forward, and dismissed everyone to go and protect Dorter for the time being. He then turned to me and Delita, and spoke in a soft tone.
"You shall both go to Irgos, alone, to deliver some packages.. Just try not to die okay?"
Our teacher said, then walking off. I smiled. Delita just groaned, muttering something to the the effect of, "What we're delivery boys now?". We then went to the equipment shed. I grabbing with excitment, dispite our task, a broadsword and some basic armor. Delita on the other hand grabbed a rod and a silk robe. After the long arduous task of getting ready, we left. Towards the gate of Gariland, we were stopped by a thief and his partner, a female chemist. They both were peasants by the look of they're clothes. Looking at us, both of them spoke gruffly.
"You won't pass."
The male thief said, pulling out a dagger. His partner just nodded to what he said, pulling out a staff, she wouldn't go down so easy.
"Well Ramza, let's show these people what we got! Try that skill I taught you, "Fire".."
" "Fire?" Oh yeah, I will!"
Ramza then held his hands out towards the thief, as he charged a spell. After moments a small spark flew causing a fire to erupt onto the thief. He just fell limp. He was dead. Delita took the sharp part of his rod and drove it into the female's chest, she died too, blood everywhere near her. We knew they weren't powerful, but more powerful battles would come, not that I knew at the time. We headed towards Mandalia plains, soon to meet a new friend, and then new enemy.
The Orbonne monastery. This is where I stood, with Gaffgarion, along with some holy knight. She mentioned her name was Agrias, but it didn't matter, this was a temporary situation, where we were to keep the princess Olivia protected from Goltana's forces, otherwise, the black lion crest. A sound. It erupted from the outside, and before I could react, I was standing outside, battle heavy, as Gaffgarion and Agrias, along with two knights flung their blades, trying to keep back the fighting warriors. Trying to abduct the princess. I quickly backed up, swinging my broadsword, knocking a poor Chemist back, into a newly arisen puddle of water. Of course, I was sloppy with my sword ablities. It had been two years since I had seen a real fight,most of the time I just served as a medic. Many thoughts flowed around in my mind, as I stabbed the sword through the chemist's gut, his crimson blood
splattering over my chainmail, and my hair. I left the sword in it's place for the time it took me to kill that weak chemist, the other enemies had been wiped clear by Agrias, and Gaffgarion. Suddenly, a female scream was heard, I rushed near the sea, to see, to my surprise, some cloaked man. On a yellow
Chocobo, With the knocked out Olivia on his back. He did nothing but wink at me and ride off. I looked to the sky, the rain pouring down upon me. Raising my fist I muttered, in a slight melancholy tone.
"Was that who I think it was?" I muttered. Suddenly, Gafgarion came from behind, and tapped me on the sholder. He grinned and whispered in my ear.
"Come on, we're leaving soon.."
I just sighed, and walked into the monstery as the downpour began to plummet.
Chapter 1: My friend, Delita.
Abruptly, I marched into the auditorium, Delita standing right next to me. We seemed puzzled, only because all student's at the Gariland magic academy were here, waiting for an anwser. After many moments, our teacher walked forward, and dismissed everyone to go and protect Dorter for the time being. He then turned to me and Delita, and spoke in a soft tone.
"You shall both go to Irgos, alone, to deliver some packages.. Just try not to die okay?"
Our teacher said, then walking off. I smiled. Delita just groaned, muttering something to the the effect of, "What we're delivery boys now?". We then went to the equipment shed. I grabbing with excitment, dispite our task, a broadsword and some basic armor. Delita on the other hand grabbed a rod and a silk robe. After the long arduous task of getting ready, we left. Towards the gate of Gariland, we were stopped by a thief and his partner, a female chemist. They both were peasants by the look of they're clothes. Looking at us, both of them spoke gruffly.
"You won't pass."
The male thief said, pulling out a dagger. His partner just nodded to what he said, pulling out a staff, she wouldn't go down so easy.
"Well Ramza, let's show these people what we got! Try that skill I taught you, "Fire".."
" "Fire?" Oh yeah, I will!"
Ramza then held his hands out towards the thief, as he charged a spell. After moments a small spark flew causing a fire to erupt onto the thief. He just fell limp. He was dead. Delita took the sharp part of his rod and drove it into the female's chest, she died too, blood everywhere near her. We knew they weren't powerful, but more powerful battles would come, not that I knew at the time. We headed towards Mandalia plains, soon to meet a new friend, and then new enemy.