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Mage of Sorrow

Type: Final Fantasy Tactics

Author: Flame

Archive: Just ask and You'll get a yes!

Copyright: I own all characters that weren't originaly mentioned in the Final Fantasy Tactics Game.

Summary: In the Final Fantasy Tactics world, Sage's noble family was murdered during a raid, and now she has to find away to survive and get revenge. But there is more to the story...
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Chapter 2
Saved by Time

Sage had ran so far into the night, trying to escape the terror, that she had no idea which direction she was going, or even what she planned on doing. But all she did know was that she woke up in a large, rocky plain.

She huddled herself under a rock where she tried to keep warm form the cool morning breeze, but her nightgown wasn't helping much.

She heard a noise coming from above the rock, and she froze with fear. It mumbled and gurgled ot her suprise, so she knew it probably wasn't human. Then it started to sniff heavily through its nostrils, letting Sage know that it could smell her. Berfore she would let it trap her under the rock, she ran from beneath it and turned to see what it was.

What she saw wasn't horrifying, but it wasn't that good either. It was a short human-like figure, with brown, wrinkly skin and ragged red clothes on. It had clawed hands and sharp lower teeth that were so long they stuck out of its mouth. It lunged at her, claws ready to slash, and all she could do was watch.

Seconds before its claw reached her, she heard of a voice coming from the other side of a rock. It was a feminine voice, very soft sounding, yet very powerful and commanding.

"STOP!" It yelled, and streams of magic sorounded the monster, and its frozen body fell to the ground, motionless. Sage turned to see some type of mage step from behind a rock.

She had cone-like hat atop her head that covered her cheeks and hair, which connected to the red, purple, and white robe she wore at the neck. Two long strands of hair were let hanging loosely out of the cone, which were colored a deep brown. In her right hand she held a oak staff, while the other held nothing.

"Are you okay?" She asked Sage.

"I... I think so...," Sage said looking at herself and seeing no physical injury.

The mage looked over her attire and then her eyes widened.

"Are you from Gariland?" The mage asked, stepping closer.

"Yes," Sage said, holding her head low. Memories of her parents and freidns who were now dead flooded her mind.

"I give you my deepest symnpathies," said the mage bowing her head slightly.

"But... I... don't know what to do now," Sage said, hoping the mage could give her a good suggestion.

"I would truly like to help you," said the mage. "But under my current circumstances I'm afraid you can't come with me."

"But what am I to do then?" Sage asked, worried and scared.

"My only suggesiton is to try and find work at a soldier office," saod the mage. "Maybe someone will hire you to join ther war party. The mercanery business has been very popular lately with all the rebellions."

"But... but that would be a disgrace to my name!" Sage said. "My father would be ashamed!"

"It would be safer for you to forget about your nobility and even possibly even take on another name," said the mage, knowing that Sage wouldn't like this. "Rebels won't hesitate to kill survivors."

"But... but... I can't," Sage said. "I don't know the slighest thing about fighting!"

"You'll have to learn," said the mage. "I am sure there is some kind of potential inside of you somewhere."

"Where is the nearest...," Sage said, puzzled for the word.

"Soldier Office," the mage reminded her. "It is in the royal Soldier Office at Igros castle. They will probably train you to be a squire or chemist there, depnding on your magic and physical capabilities. You will be fed and sheltered there."

"Which direction is it?" Sage asked.

"It is to the west," said the mage, pointing the way.

"Thank you," said Sage. "By the way, my name is Sage. I beg your pardon for not introducing myself earlier."

"My name is Lennie," said the mage. "And that's another thing!"

"I beg your pardon?" Said Sage.

"Try and lose your formal speech and turn it a bit more slang. You don't want people getting suspicious with you while your in Igros. There's a tough crowd there."

"I'll remember that," said Sage. "By the way... can I ask what kind of mage you are?"

"Of course," said Lennie. "I'm a Time Mage. I can harness time magic, and my second ability is white magic."

"Oh, really!" Sage said interested. "You must be very usefull in battle!"

Lennie's eyes look dazed before she answered with, "Yes... I once was..."

Lennie snapped back to reality and smiled at Sage.

"I must be off now," she said, walking away. "I reccomend you leave before my spell wears off of the goblin."

"So that's what it is called," Sage said, interested. "Goodbye!"

"My God protect you on your travels," Lennie said, still walking away. "I shall pray for oyur safety."

Sage watched until Lennie was only a blurry mess of red, purple, and white. After that she turned to the direction Lennie had pointed her earlier and began to walk quickly. She didn't want to be caught in a battle with one of those Goblins again!

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*Sigh* I love this story *.* Give me some feedback. I'm trying to bring in as many job classes as possible, but make it look natural and not in the game "chess-like" form. I want to know if I am doing it right or if I need to try harder. I'm not so sure about another chapter for tomorrow, because I have to take a P-SAT, read a book and write a report, and know most of my lines for the musical. I gave up learning my lines for today and wrote another chapter instead. ^^ I think everyone will enjoy all the new and interesting people who will join Sage's adventure! :o)