Ok, real short, but it's for a reason. Longer one in semi-progress.

Prior: Write longer chapters ya jackass! I hate losing attention. Everyone wants to read my stuff, you know that!

Jay: Nah, I'm the writer. You're just my pawn. Now get back in your box.

Prior: whimpers Yes, sir.

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"The hell I get these clothes from anyway?", screamed Tomo as we sat in our room in a cheap inn amidst the mists of Nashmau. She was pulling at her frock. Examining it as if it was a giant octopus or a some other creature she'd find intriguing.
"The lamia, I assume.", I answered as I sat on the edge of the abhorrently uncomfortable bed pulling off my boots.
"Lamia? The damn snake ladies? Geez! I love it!", she shouted in excitement. "I even have a gun and shit"
I laid back on the thin matress and closed my eyes. It seemed like only a moment before I drifted off to sleep. Jahlo was in my dreams again. This time though her face was not shielded. Her mouth was turned up in a smile as the cerulean light that formed her clothing whispered around her. "You know where you are going, correct?" , her voice was in my head. It wasn't a terribly strange phenomena to me. I had been telepathically communicated with before. It wasn't so bad.
"Jeuno...or somethin like that right?", I responded with inner voice. Her ethereal form nodded. "There is a man in Jeuno that may be able to help you find Eald'narche. Speak with Verechant"
With that the vision faded. The darkness of sleep encompassed my brain. At least the visions let me know that even though she was no longer part of this mortal world, she was still here. Truly she is immortal. I slept for a long while. When my eyes opened once more I was alone in the room. I also ached like someone had been pounding on my chest with a hammer. Not a thing I wanted to worry about this early in the morning though. I decided to search the rooms of my companions. They were also empty. They wouldn't have left without me. ...Would they? With no other option left I rushed out the door of the inn. Emerging into the streets of Nashmau I bolted for the port. Upon entering the docking station I spotted my friends. "Hey, guys!", I called out as I approached them. Every one of them turned and I could see in their eyes that they had expected me.
" 'Bout time you woke up!", chastised Tomo. She was one to talk.
"Why did you guys leave me?" , I put a terribly pathetic tone to my question. Sympathy points.
"We went out to get somethin' to eat. Let you sleep though cuz Tomo probably shook and jumped on your chest at least a dozen times." , Sess replied. Well, that explains the rediculous chest pains. "Here." ,he said holding out to me a golden crusted pastry. I gobbled this like I hadn't eaten in a year and a half. Aghast eyes met my gaze as I finished gulping the delicious breakfast food.
"What?", I said, responding to the stares.
"You freakin' inhaled it.", Yomi said, mouth gaping.
I was about to respond, but I was interruped by the bleating foghorn that announced the arrival of the ship. We boarded the ship. Blah, blah, blah. The trip was pretty uneventful save Sess' attempt at dancing with the green penguin-like things that I now know are called apkallu. That didn't turn out so well. As he held it's wing and decided to twirl it, the apkallu thought differently. Sess' humming was then interrupted by his being pecked by the creature. He tried to ward it off with his hands, but it pecked his face into a fairly bloody mess. It was laughable to say the least.
Upon once again arriving in Al Zahbi we began to plan our course of action. Leslie informed us that our first goal would be to find a white mage that can teleport. She said it would save us a lot of time and effort.
"The hell is teleporting? You never mentioned that before.", Sess asked.
"Apparently, white mages from the west have access to a spell that transports them and their friends to a 'crag'. I hear they are useful for getting to the major cities quickly. That's all I know.", Leslie shrugged.
"Well, where can we find a white mage that can do that?", Yomi asked, hands on her hips. She certainly looked regal in her red and black doublet with the hat to top it all off.
"Hmm...I guess we just ask any white mage we come across.", Leslie suggested. We all nodded in confirmation, not being able to come up with anything more useful ourselves. With that we began our search. Along our way we passed a multitude of white mages. A string of them were not from the west. Then we finally found one that met our criteria. We nearly overlooked him..err...her, damn Tarus all look the same. She was shorter than Shihu-Danhu, if that was even possible.
"Can I help-aru you?", she said cheerfully.
"We need a teleport or somethin' like that, short-stuff!", Tomo said bluntly. She certainly was one for words. Yomi pushed her out of the way.
"We need a teleport please. We're sort of in a hurry.", Yomi said politely.
"Where to-aru?", she replied with a smile that seemed to be adhered to her face for all eternity.
"Umm..", Yomi didn't have an answer to that one. Then again, neither did the rest of us.
"What are our choices? We're a bit unfamiliar with teleportation.", asked Leslie as well as she could without making us look like absolute numbskulls.
"Well, we have Dem-aru which is near Bastok-aru. Then we have Holla-ru which is close to San D'Oria. The last one I can preform-aru is Mea-ru which is near my home town of Windurst!", the Taru explained with obvious Taru emphasis on certiain words.
We consulted with one another. None of us had any idea if one was better than the other. We didn't want to look like total idiots so we just decided to choose one and hope for the best. Hopefully it wasn't located in a field of magma or the lair of a horrid death beast.
"Umm..we'll take..

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Ok! Here's where you guys come in. Mea, Dem, or Holla? I'll take the one that gets the most votes...or any votes for that matter. Your choice will influence what/who they encounter next! Be a part of the coolest story ever! advertisement ends is followed by a hairy man trying to sell you Oxy Clean

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