So I finally have reviewers. And they're positive too! Yay! As a thank you, here's the next chapter a little early. Though... I kind of hate having all these conversation chapters. I'd like to make them longer, but it feels to me that it works out best splitting them up like this. What do you guys think? Should I combine these conversation chapters, or stick with the style Iv'e got going? I think it helps to flesh the characters out, and not feel rushed... but if I keep doing this the whole saga might take 100+ chapters. So what do you think I should do? Should I make each chapter of the game it's own separate story, leave it all together, or what? Please keep reading and reviewing, and I'll do my best not to disappoint, like I felt the ending of my second chapter did.

P.S. ANNND I just found the horizontal line feature that Iv'e been wondering about, so I guess it is possible to put them all together.

P.P.S. I know the title is misspelled. I did that on purpose.


Our heroes, however, would not have long to rest. Word of Harold's fall soon reached the ears of King Danan in Rivough. He wasn't happy. "Dammit Harold! You promised me an easy victory, and now look. Thanks to your incompetence, I now have a full blown rebellion to quash! If you weren't already dead, I would strike you down where you stood." turning to the messenger, he said "And just where the HELL were my sons?! Why did they not aid Harold?"

"Well sir, you didn't tell them to. You thought Harold would be enough." said the man to his right. His response was met with an knife hand to the nose, causing it to bleed.

"Silence Bolgi! Speak out of turn again and I swear I will use an axe on you!" he yelled harshly. Then, turning back to the messenger, he proceeded to bark orders. "You! Messenger brat! Send word to my sons that they are to attack the rebels at once!"

"Yessir!" He said scrambling away from the throne room. "Oh boy, lords Johan and Johalva aren't going to be happy about this. They might get themselves killed trying to get that Isaacian princess away from the rebel group." he thought to himself. The only reason he was in a hurry was because he knew he'd be killed if he didn't hurry.


As trouble brewed for the liberation army and the two young lords, none noticed the winged horse that appeared over the western mountains. It flew straight for a while, then landed near Johalva's castle. As the beast snorted and bent to eat some grass, the rider leaned over and patted its nose.

"Whew, I'm sorry Mahnya. I know we must be a heavy load for you, but I just need you to take us a little further babe."

"Heh, 'babe', you talk as if it were your child... or lover." chuckled the boy sitting behind her.

The rider turned around and scowled at him "Arthur, would you kindly shut the hell up? We've made it this far, so please do me a favor and put a lid on it!"

Arthur raised his hands. "Yeash, sorry Fee... You know what? I'll get out of your hair. Iv'e only got a bit further to go, so I guess I can walk from here."

"Oh? Where are you going anyways? You never told me when you asked for a ride... and I guess it's kind of stupid that I didn't ask a lot sooner."

"Really? Ya' think so? Obviously your mother never told you 'don't talk to strangers' or 'never take on hitchhikers.' That, or you just completely ignored her." his comment was met with another scowl. "As for where I'm going... Alster."

Fee did a double take "A-Alster?! Are you nuts? That's like 500 miles south of here! You're going to have to cross the sea to get there. You're not walking, that's for sure!"

Arthur smiled "I don't mind walking. I'm not in a real hurry anyways."

"Then why do you have to go there at all?"

"I have reason to believe that my little sister is there. We were separated when I was young. Soldiers came to our house and forcibly seized my mother and my sister when I was 5. They didn't get me because my mother told me to run, so I hid. When I came back to the house, they were gone, and the house was a burnt husk."

"Oh my! What about your father? Did they..."

"My father left home before this to go ask his brother for aid. Mom cried and told him it was foolishness and said that he wouldn't be coming back if he left. He promised he would and then everything would be just fine... mom was the one who was right. Actually, considering the timing, I have always thought that the tip off came from my father. Maybe he was... never mind."

"Then... who raised you, Arthur?"

"I did." he said. "With the help of some of the natives of the Silessian backwoods and some other orphans. Iv'e spent most of my life training in the magical arts... not like Iv'e had much else to do. I found my father's Elfire and Thunder tomes in the house, so Iv'e been using those. Making a living in the wild, isn't pleasant, and it isn't exactly easy to get news about quote-unquote insignificant individuals. So I spent a lot of time simply wondering what happened to her. When I finally heard descriptions of a girl in Alster matching my sister's, well that's all it took."

"Well then. I wish you luck Arthur. I hope you succeed in finding her... you're not the only one with a missing sibling you know. I haven't seen my brother in a while."

"Oh? Were you separated too?"

Fee shook her head no. "We were together until he left to search for our missing father. You see, he left on some mysterious errand when I was a baby. Mom waited for years for him to come back."

"What's she up to now? You know, now that she's all alone?"

Fee's expression changed to one of sorrow. "Oh, you see, about three years ago she caught the Wasting Blight. Dad knew how to cure it, apparently, so that's when Ced decided to leave home and go on a search for him. About 9 months ago, it took a turn for the worse, and...well...she died." she finished, on the verge of tears.

"Oh... man... Look, I'm sorry that I touched upon such a sore subject."

"It's alright, you already touched upon all the insulting topics, so I guess it was time you moved onto a sore one."

Arthur recoiled at that comment "You know... I'm not that bad of a guy." he said, sounding extremely hurt. "I just... I just lack social skills okay? I don't know how to talk to people, but I talk a lot, so I come across as... you know."

"Yea, I know" she said dryly. "So what's your plan anyways?"

"My...plan? Umm... that's a pretty astute question actually." Arthur said shrugging his shoulders. "I guess I can't just go barging into the palace, grab her and go now can I? I... I didn't actually think this through." he admitted sheepishly.

"The palace!? Why the palace?!"

"My mother was King Blume's younger sister, is what I eventually found out. Apparently she and my father were childhood friends and nobles who fell in love while fighting in a failed revolution about 17 years ago. It's why we made our living in the backwoods of Silesse, apparently. The queen was very friendly those who fought in it, because they helped her out at one point."

"!" Fee straightened in her saddle. "Was this 'revolution' lead by Lord Sigurd of Chalphy, perchance?"

"!?" now it was Arthur's turn to look surprised. "How did you know?"

"What a coincidence! My parents also fought alongside Lord Sigurd. I was spoon-fed stories about those times. Actually, I have received word that Lord Sigurd's son is raising a liberation army to fight against the empire, right here in Isaac. I thought it was my calling, so I grabbed all of my mum's gear along with mine, and I left."

"Really?" said Arthur, interest piqued. "You know what? I think I'll join them. Maybe they can help me out. Can I go with you?"

"You bet!" said Fee enthusiastically. "It'll be my pleasure. It's you and me, partner."

"Partner? Very well then, let's go, they'll be waiting for us, even if they don't know it."