"Ahh!" Ryden screamed as he found himself immediately sitting up within his San D'orian furnished, Residential House. "Wait, i'm nakee..." He found himself lying in bed, both nude with the Elvaan Female he found within the Hall of the Gods, and all of his equipment lying upon the floor. Ryden blushed very wildly, his face as red as an apple as he was quick to put all of his equipment back on. (What just happened...) He thought to himself in fear, as appearing and fading images revealed themselves into his mind. Images of him and the Elvaan Female, Filielle, commiting the act of sexual intercourse with one another. "Oh. My. GOD, forget I asked." (...I need to get this chick some clothes...) Ryden turned his doorknob and slightly opened the door, to then momentarily stop. "I'm no longer a virgin at all..." His eyes began to tear up a bit, so he closed eyes as he rushed outside, to then, run into a Linkshell member named, Nahtivel. "Wow! She looks like your sister!" Naht immediately said from the glimpse he saw of Filielle wrapped within Ryden's bedsheets. Nahtivel is a tall, Elvaan Male Monk, With chopped up layers of long, black spiky hair that reached a little below shoulder length.
"Would you stop?! I need to get her some clothes..."
"...She came with none? o.O"
"That doesn't matter, where can I buy Female Elvaan RSE, level 1."
"...With what money, Ry..." Ryden checked his gil, he only had 148G. "I'll buy her the RSE, its only a couple hundred gil a piece, which you don't even have...?"
"Shut up!" Ryden said in a deep voice and squinting eyes. So, Ryden and Nahtivel kept quiet about the girl in Ryden's room, as both headed to Northern San D'oria, near the entrance to Port Sandy, to meet up with the man who sells both Elvaan Male and Female beginner RSE. "One size fits all" The man had said as they bought the clothing. "...Thank you", Ryden replied as he and Naht hurried over back to Ryden's Mog House. As they were running down the last hall to Ryden's room, a scream echoed throughout the hall from his room. "Oh shit..." Ryden sprinted to his door, and opened it, as he saw the girl curled up in his bed sheets in the corner of the room upon the bed, away from the Moogle that returned from visiting his mother and father Moogle. "F-Filielle..." Saying her name the first time out of his mouth, made him feel content for some strange reason. He wildly smiled, holding her clothes within his arms as he approached her. Filielle looked back at Ryden, with those blue, sapphire eyes. Her frightened state shooken across her body, turned herself into a docile little kitten from the sight of her soulmate. "Ryden..." Her elegant voice was first heard upon Ryden's ears. Ryden smiled like a little boy, "My friend wants to give you a linkpearl to our linkshell. I bought you some clothes, I thought I help you level a job, since you're a 'New Adventurer'." Filielle provocatively stood up from the bed, letting go of the covering bed sheet to reveal her naked body, wrapped her arms around Ryden's neck, and kissed his lips. His eyes enchantedly closed, as he dropped her clothes to the floor. "Oh, kay..." said Nahtivel as he slightly closed the door, still peeking through a small crack he made. "Filielle... You need to calm down..." Her eyes saddened as her head tilted slowly to the floor. "Yes..." She softly spoke. "Here, put these on, me and my friend, Nahtivel got them for you"
Filie, slipped on the clothes in a very refined fashion, like a glove. The Racial Specific Equipment, was dark blue, a bra with bodice, along with tights and matching boots was designed as the Female Elvaan RSE. "Come in, Nahtivel" Nahtivel quickly stumbled through the door, "I wasn't listening...hrmmm..." They all sat upon the bed, and began to discuss the jobs available to be, for Filielle. "Now Filielle," Ryden began, "The jobs are Warrior, Monk, White Mage, Theif, Red Mage, Black Mage, Paladin, Bard, Ninja, Beastmaster, Samurai, Ranger, Summoner, Dark Knight, Dragoon, Corsair, Bluemaster, Puppetmaster. Which job, by just the name of what it could mean, intrigues you, before we describe each one seperately." Filielle, without a thought, spoke, "NInja"
"But Ninja is an expensive job, you..."
"Dark Knight..." Her mind was set. "But you know, Dark Knight hardly get any invites with the other Damage Dealers that can be chosen over it."
"I wanna be a Dark Knight, how do I become one..." A long paused ensued, a heavy presence was felt throughout the room. Filielle closed her eyes, and saw a vision, of black armor, with spikes upon the shoulder plates, and horns within the helm of the set. "I gotta go Ry, good luck with your first girlfriend, and congratulations, heres the linkpearl." Nahtivel handed Ryden, a tiny, orange pearl, to then leave the Mog House quite uncomfortably. "Well Filielle," Ryden began, "You're going to want to start out as Warrior, or Monk, to level 10, then the other to then, then the other job, to 20, and so on, till you get Warrior to 30. Then we're going to have to train you as Ninja, to sub for Warrior after 30, then get your Warrior to 37, to sub for Dark Knight. But after you get Warrior to 30, we might as well train you to be Dark Knight as well." Just then, a knocking was heard upon the door to Ryden's Mog House. "Come in..." He said, as Disomus appeared through the door. Disomus gasped at the appearance of the ghost she saw at The Hall of the Gods. "WHAT IS SHEEE DOING HEEERE?!"
"This is Filielle, i'm going to Power Level her, as my 24 RDM."
"But..." Disomus said, "I thought WE, were going to level my Red Mage with your Samurai?"
"Disomus..." Ryden growled, "I got more important things to do here, can't you see that she needs help?!" Filielle wrapped her arms around Ryden's neck, kissing the side of his lip and cheek. Disomus growled as her tail got bushy, "I'LL KILL YOU!" She grabbed out her Corsair Knives and pounced upon Filielle. "No!" Ryden yelled, as he pushed Filielle out of the way, and tried kicking Disomus away, but her knife, slightly scratched across Filielle's neck, leaving a bright red line. Filielle gagged. Her beautiful sapphire eyes, teared up, filled with inner pain. "Filielle!" Ryden cried, but his voice had faded, and echoed within her mind, as her vision passed out into darkness.
