They came to Conde Petie on the second day. They had moved slow, for she was always asking questions. The most interesting about a bird monster which had wings but could not fly. On entering the small town he spoke to the sacred greeting, and was let through.
"Rally-ho!" Greeted one of the dwarves, jumping a little as he did so.
She simply stared at him, not knowing what to do.
Mr. 485 turned around to look at her. "It's their greeting, you must speak it to pass into the city." He said continuing on his way.
Looked down at the dwarf "Vally-ho?" She asked, but the little man just moved aside with a nod. She followed after Mr. 485 looking around wondering if she should ask one of them for a name. Finally stopping beside a large man with a jumble of cloaks on, she asked. "What is your name?"
What the dwarf spoke next was a mixture of sounds that she could not understand for the life of her. Giving up on understanding the man she walked out through another door. This time she found Mr. 485 standing near a counter filled with food. He was exchanging items with the man. The man was also talking very strangely, she could only make out a few of his words.
"Ah, ye Pyntie-Hets! Woot have ye brought today?" The man asked Mr. 485, who handed over a few containers of things then some fruit which she had seen in the forest. After that he pulled out several weapons which she had seen some of the smiths making.
"'ery good!" The man pulled out different things from the counter. "Woot about some of those Canyapples?" Mr. 485 gave the man a nod, and he shoved some round red like pieces into the bag. When he finished he pushed the bag across to Mr. 485 and nodded. "Ye coming back next week, no?" The man asked.
"Yes, good day Wendy Grocer." He said, give the man a nod, then walking over to her. "Did you fine a name?" He asked.
She shook her head. "I'm unable to understand what they are saying." She said.
"I see... I have to go back to the Village first. But maybe after that I can go with you to some other place? Maybe there we shall find a name?" She shrugged in return, then looked around the room. There was a small book shelf on one of the walls.
"I'll go back to the village," He said handing her a 1000 or so gill. "You stay here and look through some of these books. Maybe you'll fine your name here?"
"I shall look." She said excepting the money. She had none of her own, she had never need any one Terra or in the Village. She gave him a final nod as he walked out of the room an turned to the book shelf. The small moggle next to it gave off a kupo, as she pulled the first book off.
"You are in charge of the books?"
"Kupo! You wish to look though the books you should have asked!" The moggle said proudly.
"I'm, looking for a name, can you help me?" She asked.
The moggle brightened. "Of course! My name is Mogmatt!" He said happily. He then fluttered up to the third shelf and pulled out an old book. "This one is called The Travels of Ispen." He said, as he turned through the book. "Ispen had a girlfriend in his home town name Delia, do you like that name?"
"It's nice, is it a name that I can have?" She asked.
"Kupoo! You want to find a name for you?!" He asked startled.
"Yes." She replied.
"Kupo... You don't look like a Delia." He pushed the book back on the shelf, then fluttered up to the next shelf. There he pulled out a book. "This one is called The Brightest Star! It's about a girl who goes on a journey to fine her home. She does not remember her name so a friend called her Isidore. In the end she fines out that her name is Direios, which just happened to have all the same letters as Isidore..." The moggle stared at her for a long moment. "You look like you could be a Isidore!"
"I do, so that can be my name?" She quarried.
"Indeed! You are now Isidore! Ku Kupoo!!" The moggle proclaimed happily as he started to shove the book back into it's spot.
"Wait!" She cried out. "Can I read it?"
"The book? Of course, but you can't keep it! Kupoo!" He shook his little head furiously making the Pom-pom fly around. "You have to keep the book here in Conde Petie!"
"Of course." She said, reaching over towards the book. "I wont leave."
The moggle nodded his head, the fluttered back down to his spot next to the book shelf.
Taking the book she gave him a friendly nod, then she walked out of the room into the room which had the strange fountain in it. Taking a seat next to the fountain with a fish spewing water, she opened the book to it's first of pages...
The moon cascaded across star lit hills. A small stream ran through the yard of three young children. Two of the children clinging to the arms of the larger one, who sat on the steeps with lead back out from the tiny house. The girl opened a book in her lap, and started to read, her voice resounding around the countryside.
A shout in the distance brought the girl's head around, she looked behind herself only to fall still. The two younger girls watched in horror as a man plunged a sword through their sister's back. One of them screamed, the other bolted.
The little child ran over the peaceful hills till her legs would carry her no more. She fell down behind a clump of bushes. Her eyes dropping slowly as the sun rose in the sky. For all of that day she slept. And then when night came again she ran, she ran as far as her feet would take her.
The new Isidore glanced down at the pages wondering what had happened to the sister. She had not stopped, but yet somehow she knew that it was the same thing. It was what Mr. 485 had tried to tell her about. Stopping and dying were the same things. Mr. 485 only had a year or so of life till he stopped, and most of that year was already gone.
She paused looking down at the pages, slowly letting her eyes skim over the chapter, then reading the one after that. Till she felt a little furry hand press down on her shoulder. "You should stop reading now and get some sleep and food. To read by candle light is bad for your eyes." Mogmatt told her softly.
She nodded, and looked down at the page remembering where it was, and what it looked like. With that she closed the book and stood, following the little moggle out to the place where the Grocer had his counter. She asked him for some of the little red things she had seen earlier, and a small sandwich. The moggle was given a few strange nuts, and some fruit.
He lead her to a corner, and their they sat down. At first neither spoke a word, then he said something. "You like the book then?"
"I do. It is helping me to understand things about this world, that I could not before." She took another bite of the sandwich. "I think I understand some of the things Mr. 485 tried to tell me about now."
"Mr. 485? The Black Mage who was here today?" He asked.
"Yes." She paused. "He said he is going to go back to the village and then he will come back for me. I think it will take him all week."
"That seems about right." The moggle nodded, his pom-pom dancing around. "I think I meet a brother of yours some time ago. His name was Zidane and he looked very much like you." He shrugged, then plunged him face into a rather juicy looking fruit with pink and blue skin.
"Zidane, yes. He is from Terra but he is different from us, like Mikoto is different from us." She nodded, slowly thinking about how much more she suddenly understood. It was like the book had opened the door to something, and she understood it now. "Mikoto is the reason I came here."
"She is?" He wondered.
"Yes, she told me that I had to get a name." She sighed, then realized that it was the first sigh she had ever taken.
"So that is why. Do you think you'll keep Isidore as your name the?" He asked.
"Yes, I think I will." She told him, Isidore was very different from her. But something seemed to match, she could not explain it. She would have to ask Mr. 485 what it was.
A/n: Don't own Final Fantasy 9. Just thought I would put that in. ^.^ Well I hope all of you like this new chapter, I tried to make it fairly long so as not to leave you hanging. In any case, review tell me what you think and what not. I did check all the names of dwarves and moggles in this chapter, it was fun to play the game again.