After two days of sailing, the Light Warriors arrived at South Harbor on the southern shore of the Great Sea. Michael was able to maneuver the Enterprise into the harbor without destroying anything. Thankful to get back on land, the Light Warriors got off their ship and headed toward ElfLand castle to fight whatever evil they might be having trouble with.
When the group arrived, though, it appeared that they were late. The castle looked like it had taken severe damage from some recent attack. There was little damage to the rock walls, but all the ElfLand banners were tore, ripped, burnt, or bloodstained. Here and there, a spot of dried blood was seen on the castle walls. An elfin guard, with the pointy ears that distinguished elves from humans, stopped the Light Warriors and asked if they wanted an audience with the Minister of ElfLand. Michael wondered what going on, because ElfLand was supposedly a monarchy. Had a revolution taken place? Still, Michael accepted the offer and the green-clad guard led them to the royal chamber.
Whatever the Light Warriors expected, this wasn't it. An old man sat on a chair beside a young man lying asleep in a bed. Where was the ruler of ElfLand? Suddenly, the guard spoke up and said, "Minister Aureus, we have four visitors here to see you."
"What is your business with us, humans?" asked the one called Minister Aureus.
Michael responded, "We are the Light Warriors. We are here to help any way we can."
Minister Aureus quickly stood up from his seat. "Our prayers have been answered! Please, Light Warriors, listen to me. ElfLand is in dire need of your help."
"As you can see, there has been a battle recently. The Dark Elves attacked our castle, and we tried to drive them back. We managed to overwhelm them by sheer numbers, but that didn't make the battle any easier."
"Astos, king of the Dark Elves, managed to break through our defenses with his magic and even invade this royal chamber. Here, he placed the curse of eternal sleep on Prince Silras, who is lying in bed right here, still asleep. After he put our beloved prince to sleep, he teleported to safety, leaving his own forces to be defeated."
"Though we won the battle, Astos is winning the war. If the prince doesn't awaken, Astos is next in line for the throne because he is the prince's closest living relative, as sad as that they be. We need you to find something to reawaken the prince."
Michael took up the challenge. "Yes, sir. On our honor, we will find a way to wake up the prince and save ElfLand." The Light Warriors left them chamber, then went to ElfLand Town to get prepared for a journey to wherever they needed to go.
ElfLand was certainly a peaceful town, built in a natural clearing in the woods. Cadoc was waiting outside while everyone else was buying new magic or weapons. As Cadoc was waiting around admiring the scenery, he saw a man in a blue-green tunic, obviously a human, walking around and strumming away at his harp. Cadoc walked up and asked, "Sir, may I ask what you're doing?"
"Oh, hello. My name is Gabir. I'm practicing my skills as a bard so that I can use them soon in battle."
"Why would you, a bard, be fighting in a battle?
"Because I, Gabir, am one of the Sun Warriors."
Just then, three more people walked out of the weapon shop. A man wearing bright green robes, similar to Aiko's or Logan's, walked out first, followed by a thin, brown-haired young man in leather armor and an older man with white hair wearing a red cape and a red hat. The three converged with Gabir, forming a nice little group of four. The green-robed man stepped toward Cadoc and offered a hand of friendship. The two shook hands, although Cadoc wondered what was going on.
The green-robed stranger started speaking. "We four are the Sun Warriors, destined to save the world from evil. The four of us will defeat the Four Fiends and bring light back into the world. Who might you be?"
Michael walked up beside Cadoc and spoke to the stranger. "What are these Sun Warriors you speak of? We happen to be..."
Somehow, right on cue, Aiko and Logan walked up behind Michael and Cadoc, forming the complete group of the Light Warriors.
"The Light Warriors!"
"You lie!" rebutted the man clothed in green. "I, Ramesh, was charged with protecting the world by the Sage Terach. The Sun Warriors are the only hope of the world. The Light Warriors are nothing more than a myth. All of you are obviously frauds."
Michael got pulled out the dull Orb from inside his armor, and the other three Light Warriors did likewise. The orbs shone faintly in the sunlight. Ramesh got a strange look of anger on his face, then began to lose his temper.
"Those must be fakes! The Sun Warriors must vanquish you frauds! The names of Ramesh the mighty summoner, Alan the great red mage, Jacob the honorable thief, and Gabir the fearless bard will be known throughout the ages. You are nothing."
Logan tried to smooth this situation over before Michael or Cadoc simply killed this idiot trying to make them out to be liars. "Honorable Ramesh, we are indeed the Light Warriors, whether you believe us or not."
"Then let us have a duel to decide who the true Warriors are. Right now."
The citizens of ElfLand who were watching this confrontation quickly ran inside and locked their doors. Their town was getting ready to become a battlefield. Most of them still gathered around the windows to watch, for it is against the laws of physics for things like stray arrows to go through windows and hit curious onlookers.
"Gabir, go!"
Gabir leaped straight at the Light Warriors, his dagger aimed for Aiko. Aiko pulled out his new silver knife and dodged as quickly as he could out of the way. Gabir landed on the ground rather hard, and his dagger's blade was driven all the way into the soil. Gabir then took his harp and began to sing and softly play the chords of some melody. The Light Warriors began to feel some feelings of peace and calm come over them, and they began to get a little sleepy. Aiko, recognizing the spell-like effects of the music, took his silver knife and slashed the strings of the harp, freeing the warriors from this weak magical spell. Michael took his sword and smacked Gabir with the flat of the blade, not intending to kill him. This knocked Gabir unconscious. He looked as if he were dead, but he was still breathing.
"Ramesh, shall I cure him?" inquired the red mage Alan.
"No, save your magic. I think this calls for evasive action."
"Fog!" At Alan's word, a cloud of white mist encompassed the three standing Sun Warriors. "Ruse!" The Sun Warrior's images started to blur, making them impossible to target even if the fog wasn't there. What were the Sun Warriors doing?
"Now, we flee!" yelled Ramesh at his allies.
"What about Gabir?" asked the thief.
"Forget about him! You Light Warriors may have the upper hand now, but we'll live to fight another day!"
The four watched, weakened, as the three Sun Warriors ran off. Their immediate concern, though, was the life of this stupid bard who now lay half-dead on the ground. Logan left him with the local church, who promised to have him revived completely in a day or two. Now that the Sun Warriors were out of the picture, they could continue their adventure.
Then the heroes left on their journey, deciding to go to Northeast Castle, a strange place the villagers of ElfLand spoke of as being mysterious. This seemed like a good place to find something to wake a sleeping prince. So of they started into the eastern wilderness, on yet another quest to save helpless royalty.
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"You spoony bard!"
- Tellah, FFIV
When the group arrived, though, it appeared that they were late. The castle looked like it had taken severe damage from some recent attack. There was little damage to the rock walls, but all the ElfLand banners were tore, ripped, burnt, or bloodstained. Here and there, a spot of dried blood was seen on the castle walls. An elfin guard, with the pointy ears that distinguished elves from humans, stopped the Light Warriors and asked if they wanted an audience with the Minister of ElfLand. Michael wondered what going on, because ElfLand was supposedly a monarchy. Had a revolution taken place? Still, Michael accepted the offer and the green-clad guard led them to the royal chamber.
Whatever the Light Warriors expected, this wasn't it. An old man sat on a chair beside a young man lying asleep in a bed. Where was the ruler of ElfLand? Suddenly, the guard spoke up and said, "Minister Aureus, we have four visitors here to see you."
"What is your business with us, humans?" asked the one called Minister Aureus.
Michael responded, "We are the Light Warriors. We are here to help any way we can."
Minister Aureus quickly stood up from his seat. "Our prayers have been answered! Please, Light Warriors, listen to me. ElfLand is in dire need of your help."
"As you can see, there has been a battle recently. The Dark Elves attacked our castle, and we tried to drive them back. We managed to overwhelm them by sheer numbers, but that didn't make the battle any easier."
"Astos, king of the Dark Elves, managed to break through our defenses with his magic and even invade this royal chamber. Here, he placed the curse of eternal sleep on Prince Silras, who is lying in bed right here, still asleep. After he put our beloved prince to sleep, he teleported to safety, leaving his own forces to be defeated."
"Though we won the battle, Astos is winning the war. If the prince doesn't awaken, Astos is next in line for the throne because he is the prince's closest living relative, as sad as that they be. We need you to find something to reawaken the prince."
Michael took up the challenge. "Yes, sir. On our honor, we will find a way to wake up the prince and save ElfLand." The Light Warriors left them chamber, then went to ElfLand Town to get prepared for a journey to wherever they needed to go.
ElfLand was certainly a peaceful town, built in a natural clearing in the woods. Cadoc was waiting outside while everyone else was buying new magic or weapons. As Cadoc was waiting around admiring the scenery, he saw a man in a blue-green tunic, obviously a human, walking around and strumming away at his harp. Cadoc walked up and asked, "Sir, may I ask what you're doing?"
"Oh, hello. My name is Gabir. I'm practicing my skills as a bard so that I can use them soon in battle."
"Why would you, a bard, be fighting in a battle?
"Because I, Gabir, am one of the Sun Warriors."
Just then, three more people walked out of the weapon shop. A man wearing bright green robes, similar to Aiko's or Logan's, walked out first, followed by a thin, brown-haired young man in leather armor and an older man with white hair wearing a red cape and a red hat. The three converged with Gabir, forming a nice little group of four. The green-robed man stepped toward Cadoc and offered a hand of friendship. The two shook hands, although Cadoc wondered what was going on.
The green-robed stranger started speaking. "We four are the Sun Warriors, destined to save the world from evil. The four of us will defeat the Four Fiends and bring light back into the world. Who might you be?"
Michael walked up beside Cadoc and spoke to the stranger. "What are these Sun Warriors you speak of? We happen to be..."
Somehow, right on cue, Aiko and Logan walked up behind Michael and Cadoc, forming the complete group of the Light Warriors.
"The Light Warriors!"
"You lie!" rebutted the man clothed in green. "I, Ramesh, was charged with protecting the world by the Sage Terach. The Sun Warriors are the only hope of the world. The Light Warriors are nothing more than a myth. All of you are obviously frauds."
Michael got pulled out the dull Orb from inside his armor, and the other three Light Warriors did likewise. The orbs shone faintly in the sunlight. Ramesh got a strange look of anger on his face, then began to lose his temper.
"Those must be fakes! The Sun Warriors must vanquish you frauds! The names of Ramesh the mighty summoner, Alan the great red mage, Jacob the honorable thief, and Gabir the fearless bard will be known throughout the ages. You are nothing."
Logan tried to smooth this situation over before Michael or Cadoc simply killed this idiot trying to make them out to be liars. "Honorable Ramesh, we are indeed the Light Warriors, whether you believe us or not."
"Then let us have a duel to decide who the true Warriors are. Right now."
The citizens of ElfLand who were watching this confrontation quickly ran inside and locked their doors. Their town was getting ready to become a battlefield. Most of them still gathered around the windows to watch, for it is against the laws of physics for things like stray arrows to go through windows and hit curious onlookers.
"Gabir, go!"
Gabir leaped straight at the Light Warriors, his dagger aimed for Aiko. Aiko pulled out his new silver knife and dodged as quickly as he could out of the way. Gabir landed on the ground rather hard, and his dagger's blade was driven all the way into the soil. Gabir then took his harp and began to sing and softly play the chords of some melody. The Light Warriors began to feel some feelings of peace and calm come over them, and they began to get a little sleepy. Aiko, recognizing the spell-like effects of the music, took his silver knife and slashed the strings of the harp, freeing the warriors from this weak magical spell. Michael took his sword and smacked Gabir with the flat of the blade, not intending to kill him. This knocked Gabir unconscious. He looked as if he were dead, but he was still breathing.
"Ramesh, shall I cure him?" inquired the red mage Alan.
"No, save your magic. I think this calls for evasive action."
"Fog!" At Alan's word, a cloud of white mist encompassed the three standing Sun Warriors. "Ruse!" The Sun Warrior's images started to blur, making them impossible to target even if the fog wasn't there. What were the Sun Warriors doing?
"Now, we flee!" yelled Ramesh at his allies.
"What about Gabir?" asked the thief.
"Forget about him! You Light Warriors may have the upper hand now, but we'll live to fight another day!"
The four watched, weakened, as the three Sun Warriors ran off. Their immediate concern, though, was the life of this stupid bard who now lay half-dead on the ground. Logan left him with the local church, who promised to have him revived completely in a day or two. Now that the Sun Warriors were out of the picture, they could continue their adventure.
Then the heroes left on their journey, deciding to go to Northeast Castle, a strange place the villagers of ElfLand spoke of as being mysterious. This seemed like a good place to find something to wake a sleeping prince. So of they started into the eastern wilderness, on yet another quest to save helpless royalty.
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"You spoony bard!"
- Tellah, FFIV