Rebound
Gryphon Lancer: guess who's back once again! I figured that I kinda cut the last chapter short a bit…so here's the next chapter, all thought out and everything :)
As much as I hate to say it…square owns tactics…STEAL MY CHARATORS AND YOU SHAL BURN!
Chapter 2
As Ceyru and me made our way around Dortar we came across some strange people, one of which wanted to know if I was for sale. Ceyru got made at the guy and tackled him into a wall, what a darling little chocobo I have. After mindlessly wandering for about fifteen minutes we came across a brightly painted signpost that read:
"Any thieves caught in Dortar Trade City will be jailed on sight
Anyone knowing the whereabouts of such people should report to the Keepers of the Peace located right in front of the Bar"
Sign courtesy of Dortar Trade City
"Who really cares if the town is infested with thieves anyway?" I said as we made our way past a couple of archers. "Everyone knows this town is run by a bunch of bull headed knights that wouldn't know a sword from a butter knife anyway…". Ceyru gave a startled wark as I was lifted off my feet with a sharp jerk from behind.
"Hah hah hah!! Hey guys, I caught one!" an egotistical knight said as he dragged me over to his friends. They all looked at me like I was some sort of winning lottery ticket and I didn't like it one bit. "Found this one near the slums, ain't she a beaut?" he said with a sneer in his voice.
"Aye, she'll be worth over 5000 gil if we hand her over!"
"I agree, lets just dump her with the keepers"
"WAIT!" I screeched while gasping for air at the same time "I'm not a thief!" I looked frantically around for a way out of this situation, but the only way was through three knights, and I didn't want to try my luck.
"Well, you're a lancer, thus meaning you were a thief at one time" the first knight said, not at all struggling to keep hold of me under my constant thrashing.
"Yeah, your worth more then most" the second knight said
"Actually…" the third knight said "We could probably get around 10,000 Gil if we give her over to the soldiers office"
I stopped thrashing and cursing long enough to hear this comment and the other two knights and me stared at him, then to me, then to a small one-story building just a couple feet away. And away we went through the crowds of people to the soldier's office. It wasn't THAT small once we were in front of it, and the closer I got to it the more my stomach twisted in my gut. The main knight rapped on the door a couple of times before walking in, making sure not to thwack my head off of the doorframe.
The room we walked into was littered with papers, pens, and everything else you could think of. The other two knights (being the more polite of the three) carefully locked Ceyru into a stable behind the building and waited outside. Behind a small desk was a short man with graying hair on his head flipping through pages of a very old looking book.
"E-hem" the knight fake coughed. The man looked at the knight, then me, then the black eye I managed to inflict and stood up.
"Good to see you again Benji" the fact that I was being held like a rock didn't seem to concern him to much I guess.
"Hello again Sir, I have a new mercenary for you" He said as he set me on the floor. With all the walking I had been doing it was no surprise to me when I immediately sat down on the nearest chair. I glared at the knight with such venom he had to face the man again. "I figured you were sick of dealing with squires"
"Aye, that I am, you can go now" he said with a wave of his hand. After Benji walked out he looked at me again with a quizzical look. "And what might your name be dear?" Dear, guess he figures out that I was scared stiff. I couldn't give him my real name of course, so I thought of a fake one.
"Zayra" I said in a neutral tone. Usually by now I would be bursting out laughing as a dead give away that I'm lying, but this wasn't the time, or the place.
"Well Zayra I'll fill out your paper work for you" He said in the nicest tone he could muster "you can go wait in the other room with the others"
Wait? Oh yeah I forgot, I'm a mercenary now. Get hired, Get killed…lets hope I don't get hired...
As I walked into the room a couple of squires looked in my direction, others murmured to one another, but none of them seemed as if they'd do anything. I looked around as the door shut behind me, and began walking to the other side of the room where there was a free seat on a bench. While walking to my destination I noticed that the roof had huge rafters…damn I'm bored…how much I wish I had my playstation…and ice-cream…and every other modern day convenience.
I then noticed some of the merc's talking and looking in my direction. I didn't look at them when they shouted cat calls, the only time I even turned my head was when one of them walked up to me.
"So lancer, what is a filthy vermin like you doing in a place like this?" He said in a taunting manner, he even managed to get a laugh out of almost everyone there…except for me that is…
"Heh, cheap words for an even cheaper person. Did you buy the sword in your hand, or did you have to steal it?" I said, matching his tone exactly. Squires are just like knights, their egos surpass their brain capacity. Me on the other hand, prefer to gibe at people till they lose their heads. So I wasn't to unprepared when he tried rushing me, even though he had a hell of a height and strength advantage. After his initial run, everyone else joined in the fray…
Oh what a fun day I'm having….
