17 years have passed since Gafgarion came to live in the academy.
Many of Leitbur's students have left the academy to serve their country with their lives and to see the world.
They participated in the 50 year was back then known as the war of two giants. Most of them died at a young age.
Gafgarion and Rantoul however were not among those casualties. They've grown into a fine knights ready to face anything.
The days were nearing Autumn when Leitbur realized that he had nothing more to teach them and it was time for them to
let them go. He was both sad and happy at this thought and didn't know how to react.
One day he summoned them to tell them that they're trainning days in his academy were nearing to it's end.
-Training Grounds-
Two Squires and a Knight surrounded the Black Knight, wielding wooden swords and daggers.
When Gafgarion gestured with his hand, they dived at him shouting their bold warcries.
The closest squire approached with his wooden sword high above his head.
But as his sword came down on Gafgarion, he dashed towards the young warrior with his shield and before
the squire's sword reached him, his shield intercepted his attack, violently pushing the young soldier out of balance
with poweful force. A shorter squire stood frozen in his defencive stance, ready to deflect the oncoming onslaught
released by Gafgarion. The Squire desperately deflected the mighty blows and when Gafgarion saw opportunity he took his
chances by lunging at his tired foe who found it difficult to even stand guard. As Gafgarion leapt, the squire stumbled
backwards as he deflected the brute slash. The knight however did manage to put up a decent fight with Gafgarion.
They clashed their swords with swift blows. His foe was attacking stronger than the other two Gafgarion thought.
With little thought and good confidence he made a bold move. He leapt at the knight like he did with the squire.
The knight anticipated what was coming at him so stood his ground posed to land the final stab.
He charged his strength to land his final assault. When Gafgarion was in his range, he swung his sword with might
slashing nothing but thin air. Puzzled at what happened he turned around only to have the tip of Gafgarion's sword on his
neck.
"You were pretty close in defeating me Giles." He praised the younger knight as he stood back in defeat.
"No, you are too skilled Gaff, I really thought I had you right where I wanted but instead you dodged my attack and leapt
right past me and would've got me in a death-blow if this was real fight." Giles praised his senior in admiration.
Few steps away from them, Rantoul led by a servant came towards Gafgarion.
"Good afternoon master Gaff" the servant addressed him politely.
"Baron seeks your presence young master Gaff."The servant then bowed before him.
"What task does he have for me that requires me and him?" he asked, pointing a finger at Rantoul who simply ignored him.
"It's was a brief and short message sir, I wasn't told of any tasks but to summon you with haste."
"Then let's leave immediately." He followed the servant to the masion, beside him was Rantoul who walked with silece.
-Leitbur's Mansion-
The servant ushered them into a panelled hall with thick woollen carpets on the floor and on the walls exquisite murals
in which Gafgarion recognized the influence of Romanda and Ivalician painters.
He and Rantoul was led up an oak staircase and into a long gallery where it was so dark that the wax candles
in their silver holders had already been lit. The servant tapped on the door at the end of the gallery.
KNOCK KNOCK...
"Come in." a soft and cultured voice responded.
Leitbur's chamber was panelled with oak in the modish ribbed-linen pattern. The polished floor was covered with
rugs. Because the windows were small the room was dark, but candles bathed the area around the oak desk in
a golden pool of light.
The two knights entered his room. Gafgarion was slightly taller than Rantoul and had a long auburn hair
and Rantoul had a short brown hair. Both knights although trained in different skills wore same training aromurs.
A basic armour which is formed by wearing a chainmail and an overall leather armour underneath the chainmail.
"You summoned us master Leitbur?" the two knights answered.
Sir Leitbur sat behind the desk, one beringed hand silently drumming the desk-top whilst the other shuffled
documents about. He looked up and smiled, his swarthy bearded face under it's flat cap losing some of it's harshness,
though the deep-set eyes remained hard as he studied his two knights. He tugged his robe closer about him
and leaned across the desk.
"Yes... I have, please take seats." he gestured for both knights to sit on the high-backed chairs in
front of his desk.
The two knights sat down before their old master.
"It's already been 14 years since you came into my academy Gafgarion. How old are you now, 23?
"Yes sir."
"Both of you are my oldest students and the most talented ones of all."
Leitbur sighed. Something pained their beloved master and both knights asked in worried voices.
"Are you alright master?" Rantoul walked towards his father.
"I'm fine. You would like some wine?"
Both nodded and the baron went over to a small desk and brought back tall stemmed Ivalician glasses.
"I have always treated both of you as my sons." his face darkened.
"Gafgarion sipped from his glass and stared back.
His master gazed out the window. "I believe it is time for both of you to leave this place."
Rantoul protested "But master, we still have much to learn."
"You must travel to learn new things rather than staying here. You will leave tomorrow before noon."
Before any of them could make yet another protest, he silenced them.
"As your master it is required of me to let you go."
"But before you go, you'll have a last duel in the trainning grounds today at midnight."
Leitbur then dismissed his students. They both acknowledged this and left his chambers without further objection.
"You better watch your back Rantoul." He snarled at him while they left Leitbur's manor.
"Prey to your dead mother to watch it for me Gafgarion." although it was not his usual way of dealing with smart comments,
Rantoul insulted Gafgarion with deep scars.
As Rantoul mounted on his chocobo Gafgarion made a rude gesture with his middle finger and drew his sword.
"Draw your sword now Rantoul! I want to settle this now!"
Rantoul steered his bird towards him "Why don't you save some for tonight?" he then rode past him.
-Midnight in Trainning grounds-
Huge, unnatural bolts of lightning split trees with the greatest of ease, toasting the
earth. Razor-like rain pelted the earth below. Two knights stood facing each other from distance.
Their swords drawn. Rantoul waited in his defensive stance, sword in hand. Looking across,
he could see Gafgarion's fiery eyes with each crack of lightning. Although they had
trained together for many years, Rantoul and Gafgarion held a deep hatred for each other.
Rantoul disliked the fact that Gafgarion was only interested in improving his sword
technique. Gafgarion, on the other hand, hated Rantoul because he felt he was the favored
student of Leitbur and so two students cherished any chance to fight each other.
"When you're ready." said Rantoul as he shifted his stance.
With this Gafgarion lowered his sword and flew at Rantoul releasing a constant vicious slash.
Rantoul managed to deflect the oncoming sword and dodged out of another mighty slash.
Seeing his opportunity, he quickly lunged at Gafgarion.
"Shit!" Gafgarion cried as he tried to escape from Rantoul's sword, he was caught off guard and was stabbed in his
left shoulder instead of his chest. Enraged, he attacked Rantoul with the force twice his previous attack.
His vertical slash broke through Rantoul's sword and narrowly missed Rantoul himself as if it wasn't for Leitbur's
powerful Bolt 3. Bolt of energy has freed Rantoul from Gafgarion's clutches as both of them darted out of it's destructive
blast.
Gafgarion managed to get back up with sword in hand.
"Enough!" cried Leitbur. "The aim was to disarm your foe both of you, not to kill each other!"
Gafgarion waited in his offensive stance.
"resheath your weapon Gafgarion, Leitbur approached his student , you've won the bout."
Gafgarion retorted "Why do you always protect him master? Haven't I been as devoted student as he?"
His master stood in front of him with open arms to embrace his student.
He whispered so no one but Gafgarion can hear.
"It's because he is my son. Forgive me if you misunderstood, for I care about you as much as Rantoul."
Gafgarion re-sheathed his sword and apologised.
"Master. I never knew. You could have told me before, why?"
"Hahaha... That is exactly why my boy. Other students will be jealous that I treat him better not because he is
a devoted student but because he is my son." He gestured for both knights to accompany him back to his manor."
"Let's go back to the manor, I'll treat you with some mulled wine as our last toast before your departure tommorrow..."
That night they drank and feasted and for the first time Gafgarion made amends with Rantoul before they departed their way
the next day.
[Author's Note]
I am sooooooo sorry~ ^^;;
I said it won't take long and I seem to have taken more than soon...
Sorry about that. It's just that I'm very busy studying in my holidays.
Not like I'm going to uni next year or anything. But yea...
My life sucks. But that's my problem.
New Characters!!!!!
Giles
Age:20
Job:Knight
Made a brief appearance when he and others were trainning with Gafgarion.
Put up a reasonably good fight with Gafgarion until he was ambushed from behind.
Is a student from Cantrone Academy.
Gaff Gafgarion
Age:23
Job:Black Knight
Trained in Cantrone Academy since childhood and became one of Leitbur's finest student.
Studied law as his major and militarism. As for his combat skills, he mastered the basic arcane arts of Night Sword
and trained as a Black Knight.
He is a skilled strategist and has proven to be a very capable fighter.
In his last bout with Rantoul he has proven to be the stronger student.
He can be easily angered when mentioned about his deceased parents although he does not remember much
about them due to a memory loss during an escape from a group of bounty hunters and cares
alot about what anyone say about his mother who in his clouded memories sacrificed her own life in order to save him
taking a arrow wound to her neck. He has a strong sense of justice and will not hesitate to stop wrong doings
whenever he sees it. Because of this, he gets into many troubles as well as making many enemies.
Rantoul (Dear Seravy... What should his last name be?!!! Tell me! He was your creation~ ^^^)
Age:23
Job:White Knight
Many look up to Rantoul for he is a devoted student in his studies of the holy order and militarism.
Those who challenged him were mostly defeated and many students considered he and Gafgarion to be undefeatable
in their academy. Rantoul not only trains his sword technique but also his mind and soul.
He doesn't like the fact that Gafgarion only trains his sword techniques.
He and Gafgarion became rivals. Later though he made peace with Gafgarion after their bout.
Rantoul like Gafgarion has a strong sense of justice and can't tolerate dishonest acts or doings,
by trying to stop the wrong and correct the faults it get's both knights into many troubles.
-New things-
Black Knight
Job class lower than that of a Dark Knight.
Opposite of White Knight.
It has the same job command as the Dark Knight except it is slightly weaker.
Black Knights wear a black traveller's cloak and brown church robes. But undeneathe the robes
they wear thick mythril armour. They do not have the ability Dark Sword, but have Night Sword and can perform
Black Mage spells such as Fire 2, Lightning 2, Ice 2.
They also have accumulate.
My chapter two is already in it's near completion and this time I'm not lying.
I'm sorry for last time. Really sorry there.--;;
I just need to let my friends read this and that to get some suggestion before it I send it in.
But I swear it will take only a day or two in max.
Oh and Merry Christmas~! ^^^
Many of Leitbur's students have left the academy to serve their country with their lives and to see the world.
They participated in the 50 year was back then known as the war of two giants. Most of them died at a young age.
Gafgarion and Rantoul however were not among those casualties. They've grown into a fine knights ready to face anything.
The days were nearing Autumn when Leitbur realized that he had nothing more to teach them and it was time for them to
let them go. He was both sad and happy at this thought and didn't know how to react.
One day he summoned them to tell them that they're trainning days in his academy were nearing to it's end.
-Training Grounds-
Two Squires and a Knight surrounded the Black Knight, wielding wooden swords and daggers.
When Gafgarion gestured with his hand, they dived at him shouting their bold warcries.
The closest squire approached with his wooden sword high above his head.
But as his sword came down on Gafgarion, he dashed towards the young warrior with his shield and before
the squire's sword reached him, his shield intercepted his attack, violently pushing the young soldier out of balance
with poweful force. A shorter squire stood frozen in his defencive stance, ready to deflect the oncoming onslaught
released by Gafgarion. The Squire desperately deflected the mighty blows and when Gafgarion saw opportunity he took his
chances by lunging at his tired foe who found it difficult to even stand guard. As Gafgarion leapt, the squire stumbled
backwards as he deflected the brute slash. The knight however did manage to put up a decent fight with Gafgarion.
They clashed their swords with swift blows. His foe was attacking stronger than the other two Gafgarion thought.
With little thought and good confidence he made a bold move. He leapt at the knight like he did with the squire.
The knight anticipated what was coming at him so stood his ground posed to land the final stab.
He charged his strength to land his final assault. When Gafgarion was in his range, he swung his sword with might
slashing nothing but thin air. Puzzled at what happened he turned around only to have the tip of Gafgarion's sword on his
neck.
"You were pretty close in defeating me Giles." He praised the younger knight as he stood back in defeat.
"No, you are too skilled Gaff, I really thought I had you right where I wanted but instead you dodged my attack and leapt
right past me and would've got me in a death-blow if this was real fight." Giles praised his senior in admiration.
Few steps away from them, Rantoul led by a servant came towards Gafgarion.
"Good afternoon master Gaff" the servant addressed him politely.
"Baron seeks your presence young master Gaff."The servant then bowed before him.
"What task does he have for me that requires me and him?" he asked, pointing a finger at Rantoul who simply ignored him.
"It's was a brief and short message sir, I wasn't told of any tasks but to summon you with haste."
"Then let's leave immediately." He followed the servant to the masion, beside him was Rantoul who walked with silece.
-Leitbur's Mansion-
The servant ushered them into a panelled hall with thick woollen carpets on the floor and on the walls exquisite murals
in which Gafgarion recognized the influence of Romanda and Ivalician painters.
He and Rantoul was led up an oak staircase and into a long gallery where it was so dark that the wax candles
in their silver holders had already been lit. The servant tapped on the door at the end of the gallery.
KNOCK KNOCK...
"Come in." a soft and cultured voice responded.
Leitbur's chamber was panelled with oak in the modish ribbed-linen pattern. The polished floor was covered with
rugs. Because the windows were small the room was dark, but candles bathed the area around the oak desk in
a golden pool of light.
The two knights entered his room. Gafgarion was slightly taller than Rantoul and had a long auburn hair
and Rantoul had a short brown hair. Both knights although trained in different skills wore same training aromurs.
A basic armour which is formed by wearing a chainmail and an overall leather armour underneath the chainmail.
"You summoned us master Leitbur?" the two knights answered.
Sir Leitbur sat behind the desk, one beringed hand silently drumming the desk-top whilst the other shuffled
documents about. He looked up and smiled, his swarthy bearded face under it's flat cap losing some of it's harshness,
though the deep-set eyes remained hard as he studied his two knights. He tugged his robe closer about him
and leaned across the desk.
"Yes... I have, please take seats." he gestured for both knights to sit on the high-backed chairs in
front of his desk.
The two knights sat down before their old master.
"It's already been 14 years since you came into my academy Gafgarion. How old are you now, 23?
"Yes sir."
"Both of you are my oldest students and the most talented ones of all."
Leitbur sighed. Something pained their beloved master and both knights asked in worried voices.
"Are you alright master?" Rantoul walked towards his father.
"I'm fine. You would like some wine?"
Both nodded and the baron went over to a small desk and brought back tall stemmed Ivalician glasses.
"I have always treated both of you as my sons." his face darkened.
"Gafgarion sipped from his glass and stared back.
His master gazed out the window. "I believe it is time for both of you to leave this place."
Rantoul protested "But master, we still have much to learn."
"You must travel to learn new things rather than staying here. You will leave tomorrow before noon."
Before any of them could make yet another protest, he silenced them.
"As your master it is required of me to let you go."
"But before you go, you'll have a last duel in the trainning grounds today at midnight."
Leitbur then dismissed his students. They both acknowledged this and left his chambers without further objection.
"You better watch your back Rantoul." He snarled at him while they left Leitbur's manor.
"Prey to your dead mother to watch it for me Gafgarion." although it was not his usual way of dealing with smart comments,
Rantoul insulted Gafgarion with deep scars.
As Rantoul mounted on his chocobo Gafgarion made a rude gesture with his middle finger and drew his sword.
"Draw your sword now Rantoul! I want to settle this now!"
Rantoul steered his bird towards him "Why don't you save some for tonight?" he then rode past him.
-Midnight in Trainning grounds-
Huge, unnatural bolts of lightning split trees with the greatest of ease, toasting the
earth. Razor-like rain pelted the earth below. Two knights stood facing each other from distance.
Their swords drawn. Rantoul waited in his defensive stance, sword in hand. Looking across,
he could see Gafgarion's fiery eyes with each crack of lightning. Although they had
trained together for many years, Rantoul and Gafgarion held a deep hatred for each other.
Rantoul disliked the fact that Gafgarion was only interested in improving his sword
technique. Gafgarion, on the other hand, hated Rantoul because he felt he was the favored
student of Leitbur and so two students cherished any chance to fight each other.
"When you're ready." said Rantoul as he shifted his stance.
With this Gafgarion lowered his sword and flew at Rantoul releasing a constant vicious slash.
Rantoul managed to deflect the oncoming sword and dodged out of another mighty slash.
Seeing his opportunity, he quickly lunged at Gafgarion.
"Shit!" Gafgarion cried as he tried to escape from Rantoul's sword, he was caught off guard and was stabbed in his
left shoulder instead of his chest. Enraged, he attacked Rantoul with the force twice his previous attack.
His vertical slash broke through Rantoul's sword and narrowly missed Rantoul himself as if it wasn't for Leitbur's
powerful Bolt 3. Bolt of energy has freed Rantoul from Gafgarion's clutches as both of them darted out of it's destructive
blast.
Gafgarion managed to get back up with sword in hand.
"Enough!" cried Leitbur. "The aim was to disarm your foe both of you, not to kill each other!"
Gafgarion waited in his offensive stance.
"resheath your weapon Gafgarion, Leitbur approached his student , you've won the bout."
Gafgarion retorted "Why do you always protect him master? Haven't I been as devoted student as he?"
His master stood in front of him with open arms to embrace his student.
He whispered so no one but Gafgarion can hear.
"It's because he is my son. Forgive me if you misunderstood, for I care about you as much as Rantoul."
Gafgarion re-sheathed his sword and apologised.
"Master. I never knew. You could have told me before, why?"
"Hahaha... That is exactly why my boy. Other students will be jealous that I treat him better not because he is
a devoted student but because he is my son." He gestured for both knights to accompany him back to his manor."
"Let's go back to the manor, I'll treat you with some mulled wine as our last toast before your departure tommorrow..."
That night they drank and feasted and for the first time Gafgarion made amends with Rantoul before they departed their way
the next day.
[Author's Note]
I am sooooooo sorry~ ^^;;
I said it won't take long and I seem to have taken more than soon...
Sorry about that. It's just that I'm very busy studying in my holidays.
Not like I'm going to uni next year or anything. But yea...
My life sucks. But that's my problem.
New Characters!!!!!
Giles
Age:20
Job:Knight
Made a brief appearance when he and others were trainning with Gafgarion.
Put up a reasonably good fight with Gafgarion until he was ambushed from behind.
Is a student from Cantrone Academy.
Gaff Gafgarion
Age:23
Job:Black Knight
Trained in Cantrone Academy since childhood and became one of Leitbur's finest student.
Studied law as his major and militarism. As for his combat skills, he mastered the basic arcane arts of Night Sword
and trained as a Black Knight.
He is a skilled strategist and has proven to be a very capable fighter.
In his last bout with Rantoul he has proven to be the stronger student.
He can be easily angered when mentioned about his deceased parents although he does not remember much
about them due to a memory loss during an escape from a group of bounty hunters and cares
alot about what anyone say about his mother who in his clouded memories sacrificed her own life in order to save him
taking a arrow wound to her neck. He has a strong sense of justice and will not hesitate to stop wrong doings
whenever he sees it. Because of this, he gets into many troubles as well as making many enemies.
Rantoul (Dear Seravy... What should his last name be?!!! Tell me! He was your creation~ ^^^)
Age:23
Job:White Knight
Many look up to Rantoul for he is a devoted student in his studies of the holy order and militarism.
Those who challenged him were mostly defeated and many students considered he and Gafgarion to be undefeatable
in their academy. Rantoul not only trains his sword technique but also his mind and soul.
He doesn't like the fact that Gafgarion only trains his sword techniques.
He and Gafgarion became rivals. Later though he made peace with Gafgarion after their bout.
Rantoul like Gafgarion has a strong sense of justice and can't tolerate dishonest acts or doings,
by trying to stop the wrong and correct the faults it get's both knights into many troubles.
-New things-
Black Knight
Job class lower than that of a Dark Knight.
Opposite of White Knight.
It has the same job command as the Dark Knight except it is slightly weaker.
Black Knights wear a black traveller's cloak and brown church robes. But undeneathe the robes
they wear thick mythril armour. They do not have the ability Dark Sword, but have Night Sword and can perform
Black Mage spells such as Fire 2, Lightning 2, Ice 2.
They also have accumulate.
My chapter two is already in it's near completion and this time I'm not lying.
I'm sorry for last time. Really sorry there.--;;
I just need to let my friends read this and that to get some suggestion before it I send it in.
But I swear it will take only a day or two in max.
Oh and Merry Christmas~! ^^^