Miranda Shadowind
Author's note: The actions labeled either Gerad or Edgar pertain to whether Edgar is acting like his normal self or playing theif king.
"Why am I doing this?!" Gerad grumbled to himself as he sat among the Crimson Robbers, a band of theives he led.
Their verbal retelling of their escape from the now sunken Figaro Castle reminded him. He was in reality King Edgar Figaro and needed to help his trapped people. Unfortunately this was the only way to reach them..
Edgar remembered meeting up with the escaped prisoners the week before. Until then they had had no leader, for he had been eaten by sandworms en route to the surface. Knowing this might be the only way for him to get his castle back, Edgar had disguised himself as Gerad the theif and become their leader. The time for departure was drawing near...
"I'll be back soon..." Gerad called to the others as he headed out of the café and into Nikeah's marketplace.
Edgar remembered back when he, Sabin, and Locke were younger, and all the mischief they'd gotten into. For example, Locke wouldn't wait to be announced when he visited. Instead, he would find new ways to sneak into the castle. Trying to figure out where he'd pop out of next was always a riot.
In fact, the survival skills Edgar had learned from Locke were partially what had kept him (Edgar) alive all this time. Edgar pondered if his best friend was still around, he sure could have used his help on this.
"Edgar!" yelled a male voice. Gerad turned around to find Celes and Sabin standing before him.
"Excuse me?" As glad as Edgar was to see his brother and friend alive, there were a few Crimson Robbers in the marketplace. If he greeted Sabin and Celes with open arms now, he'd blow his cover.
"Don't you recognize us Edgar, or have you somehow lost your memory?" asked Celes, shocked.
"We're all ready to go Boss!" Gerad's second in command told him.
Edgar quietly sighed in relief, grateful for the distraction. "Good! We're off then!" The robber left to gather the others, and Gerad turned to Celes. "For your information, my lady, my name has always been Gerad. I know nothing of this 'Edgar' you speak of."
"Only Edgar would say 'my lady'" Celes commented as Gerad walked away. He turned around and shook his finger at her.
"The words 'my lady' are used world-wide!" Gerad headed to the docks and boarded a ship, followed by the Crimson Robbers. Determined not to lose him, Celes and Sabin snuck aboard just as the ship headed for South Figaro.