Heraldic Mage
Disclaimer: I still don't own it.
A/N: I wrote the entirety of Desert Night without any romance in it. It is not a necessity.
We enter Lacour. Something doesn't feel right. As we go into the town gates, a guard turns to us.
"Are you refugees?" he asks. Refugees? Hardly!!
"No..." Claude says. I don't understand.
"You haven't heard?" the guard asks us. We all shake our heads. "El has been conquered by monsters!! And now they are after Lacour!!!" I can't believe it.
"Let us help fight!" Claude pleads. The guard gives us a death glare.
"What are you nuts? You would just be in the way. Now get in the castle!!" Claude sighs, then we all head up to the castle.
**Lacour Castle, Reception desk**
"Excuse me...." one of the people at the desk says. "Who represents your group?" Rena steps up.
"I do." She says.
"And your name and residence?" He has some kind of form in front of him.
"Rena Lanford of Arlia Village in Cross." Rena replies. He writes it down.
"OK, proceed into the castle." We all head in. It is pretty crowded. It pains me to remember that just a few days ago this town was alive with cries of joy and the Tournament of Arms. We find a spot and turn to each other.
"Now what?" Rena asks. We all just look at each other. Good question.
"We can't just sit here..." Claude says. "We should try to find the King." Bowman looks up.
"I think I know where he is." He says. He then walks away a bit. "Follow me." We go with him into a place which really looks like it is off limits. There are soldiers everywhere, but none of them are challenging us. I wonder why? We go into a room with all sorts of equipment. We all fall silent, and we can hear something.
"Is it complete yet?" I can't tell who it is. We just have to listen.
"For the most part." A young boy..that's what it sounds like.
"There is one problem," A woman's voice. This is really confusing.
"What is that?" the first one again.
"There is no material that can withstand the energy release." Another man.
"IT CAN'T BE USED??!!" The first one...he sounds really upset.
"I know where to get the material! I must go to the Hoffman Ruins." The young one again.
"You are sure?" The first voice. There is a pause. I realize I am holding my breath. The others seem to be doing the same. "Well, in that case..." Claude chooses a great time to knock something off the desk. A soldier comes out and sees us.
"WHO ARE YOU!!??" We are so dead. Bowman steps up.
"Please, pardon them for my sake." He says. Then we hear the first voice coming from the other room.
"Bowman?" it says. "Is that you?" We all go into the other room. Bowman bows a bit.
"Yes Your Majesty." He says. We all realize who it is and bow and curtsy accordingly. So this is the King of Lacour!
"What are you doing here though?" the King asks. Bowman steps up.
"We were told to come to the castle when we got to Lacour. But we can't just sit here. If it please your majesty, we require passage to El." The king's eyes go wide.
"EL?!" he almost cries. "What on Expel would you need there?!" This time, it is Claude who steps up.
"We are investigating the Sorcery Globe under authorization of the King of Cross." King Lacour looks at us all.
"Hmmm...perhaps we could help...." He starts, but the young boy cuts him off.
"NO! THEY HAVE SEEN IT! THEY MUST BE IMPRISONED!!" I look at him. What could we have possibly stumbled onto?
"So, you are finished with the Lacour Hope?" Bowman asks. My eyes go wide. I had heard of such a thing, but I though it was just a rumor!!
"What is the Lacour Hope?" Claude asks. Bowman turns to him a moment.
"A Heraldic Weapon which could destroy a small island." The kid's eyes go wide.
"What?" The young boy looks at us. "Hey Gramps, how do you know what it is?" Bowman turns back to him.
"It was being designed when I worked here." He replies. "So, is it done?" The King shakes his head.
"Unfortunately, no." That kind of weapon could really come in handy against the monsters. The kid is jumping up and down again. What are his parents feeding him?
"If I can get to the Hoffman Ruins, I can get the material we need!!!" the kid screams.
"But Leon...." the woman says, "I can't just let you go into a place like that alone..."
"Florence, you know we have no extra soldiers." The other man says. The woman, Florence, looks like she wants to start crying.
"Murdoch.....he is our only son..." she says. The King seems split on what to do. Then Bowman seems to get an idea. I hope this won't be anything bad.
"Your Majesty," he says, "If we take him to the Ruins to get whatever it is he needs, would you then be able to help us?" The King looks at us.
"I think that may be the wisest course." He says. The kid, Leon, looks really thrilled.
"I have to go with these amateurs?!" he cries. The King gives him a stern look. Bowman gives him a smirk.
"Don't worry kid. We have 'The Warrior' with us." Claude looks like he is ready to sink through the floor. Leon just shakes his head.
"Do you actually believe anyone puts any faith in that stupid fairy tale?" Now Claude looks pissed. I wish he would make up his mind. "Well," Leon continues, "I guess I have no choice. If they are going to be such babies, they can come." The King smiles.
"Wonderful!!!!" he says. "Lets get moving. I will order the ship to depart from Hilton to the Ruins. Leon, everyone, we are counting on you." We all bow again, then head out with our new "friend" Leon.
To be continued......
Disclaimer: I still don't own it.
A/N: I wrote the entirety of Desert Night without any romance in it. It is not a necessity.
We enter Lacour. Something doesn't feel right. As we go into the town gates, a guard turns to us.
"Are you refugees?" he asks. Refugees? Hardly!!
"No..." Claude says. I don't understand.
"You haven't heard?" the guard asks us. We all shake our heads. "El has been conquered by monsters!! And now they are after Lacour!!!" I can't believe it.
"Let us help fight!" Claude pleads. The guard gives us a death glare.
"What are you nuts? You would just be in the way. Now get in the castle!!" Claude sighs, then we all head up to the castle.
**Lacour Castle, Reception desk**
"Excuse me...." one of the people at the desk says. "Who represents your group?" Rena steps up.
"I do." She says.
"And your name and residence?" He has some kind of form in front of him.
"Rena Lanford of Arlia Village in Cross." Rena replies. He writes it down.
"OK, proceed into the castle." We all head in. It is pretty crowded. It pains me to remember that just a few days ago this town was alive with cries of joy and the Tournament of Arms. We find a spot and turn to each other.
"Now what?" Rena asks. We all just look at each other. Good question.
"We can't just sit here..." Claude says. "We should try to find the King." Bowman looks up.
"I think I know where he is." He says. He then walks away a bit. "Follow me." We go with him into a place which really looks like it is off limits. There are soldiers everywhere, but none of them are challenging us. I wonder why? We go into a room with all sorts of equipment. We all fall silent, and we can hear something.
"Is it complete yet?" I can't tell who it is. We just have to listen.
"For the most part." A young boy..that's what it sounds like.
"There is one problem," A woman's voice. This is really confusing.
"What is that?" the first one again.
"There is no material that can withstand the energy release." Another man.
"IT CAN'T BE USED??!!" The first one...he sounds really upset.
"I know where to get the material! I must go to the Hoffman Ruins." The young one again.
"You are sure?" The first voice. There is a pause. I realize I am holding my breath. The others seem to be doing the same. "Well, in that case..." Claude chooses a great time to knock something off the desk. A soldier comes out and sees us.
"WHO ARE YOU!!??" We are so dead. Bowman steps up.
"Please, pardon them for my sake." He says. Then we hear the first voice coming from the other room.
"Bowman?" it says. "Is that you?" We all go into the other room. Bowman bows a bit.
"Yes Your Majesty." He says. We all realize who it is and bow and curtsy accordingly. So this is the King of Lacour!
"What are you doing here though?" the King asks. Bowman steps up.
"We were told to come to the castle when we got to Lacour. But we can't just sit here. If it please your majesty, we require passage to El." The king's eyes go wide.
"EL?!" he almost cries. "What on Expel would you need there?!" This time, it is Claude who steps up.
"We are investigating the Sorcery Globe under authorization of the King of Cross." King Lacour looks at us all.
"Hmmm...perhaps we could help...." He starts, but the young boy cuts him off.
"NO! THEY HAVE SEEN IT! THEY MUST BE IMPRISONED!!" I look at him. What could we have possibly stumbled onto?
"So, you are finished with the Lacour Hope?" Bowman asks. My eyes go wide. I had heard of such a thing, but I though it was just a rumor!!
"What is the Lacour Hope?" Claude asks. Bowman turns to him a moment.
"A Heraldic Weapon which could destroy a small island." The kid's eyes go wide.
"What?" The young boy looks at us. "Hey Gramps, how do you know what it is?" Bowman turns back to him.
"It was being designed when I worked here." He replies. "So, is it done?" The King shakes his head.
"Unfortunately, no." That kind of weapon could really come in handy against the monsters. The kid is jumping up and down again. What are his parents feeding him?
"If I can get to the Hoffman Ruins, I can get the material we need!!!" the kid screams.
"But Leon...." the woman says, "I can't just let you go into a place like that alone..."
"Florence, you know we have no extra soldiers." The other man says. The woman, Florence, looks like she wants to start crying.
"Murdoch.....he is our only son..." she says. The King seems split on what to do. Then Bowman seems to get an idea. I hope this won't be anything bad.
"Your Majesty," he says, "If we take him to the Ruins to get whatever it is he needs, would you then be able to help us?" The King looks at us.
"I think that may be the wisest course." He says. The kid, Leon, looks really thrilled.
"I have to go with these amateurs?!" he cries. The King gives him a stern look. Bowman gives him a smirk.
"Don't worry kid. We have 'The Warrior' with us." Claude looks like he is ready to sink through the floor. Leon just shakes his head.
"Do you actually believe anyone puts any faith in that stupid fairy tale?" Now Claude looks pissed. I wish he would make up his mind. "Well," Leon continues, "I guess I have no choice. If they are going to be such babies, they can come." The King smiles.
"Wonderful!!!!" he says. "Lets get moving. I will order the ship to depart from Hilton to the Ruins. Leon, everyone, we are counting on you." We all bow again, then head out with our new "friend" Leon.
To be continued......