Disclaimer: I don't own any portion of Square(Soft)Enix material or any stocks. I only have a set of games that I have bought from them.
Author Notes: I swelling with a plethora of ideas and unfinished thoughts. I love making my ideas public so I rarely complete them. This particular entry is something I came up with so I can fully enjoy the monthly cost of FFXI and not have to worry about ever finishing it, being that it is a journal. If you know me, I always reply to my reviewers on each additional chapter I post because I feel it is just as important to show respect for people who find the time to read and review my stories. Hope you enjoy!
Onewing Journals
My Fishing Journal
Introduction
The world of Vana'diel is an ever-changing place and every inhabiting soul has a story to tell from country residents to brave adventurers. This is my story, moreover, my journal. I making it public for everyone because I believe it can inspire everyone. Yes, the resident who goes day to day working to the bones can see what an adventurer does from day to day so they can feel like one to. To young adventurers, my journals might be advising and helpful on what to do and not to do. To old adventurers far surpassing my own skills you can be reminded of your once noobness and take a trip back to memory lane. Some of you will probably laugh at the choices I've made, but at least you had a good time reading my story. I don't always make the right choice and I'm not too far in the game. Hope you enjoy the selected journal.
Now, for a quick review of myself, I am Onewing, proud, adventuring warrior, male Hume, of the Bastokian nation. The current international committee has classified me as a level twelve character in the warrior class. I have not studied any other jobs besides warrior. However, journeying the lands I've found a better term for me is tank, the member who takes the damage so other, weaker members won't be hurt by ferocious monsters. I have a Mog House like every other adventurer since every nation respects that we adventurer have to have some shelter to sleep under. Unfortunately, my financial state is considerably miserable. I don't have a bed or desk or bookshelves or anything! Actually, after a while I got myself a rusty bucket and later on, I bought a flowerpot to spruce up the place. I did manage to dry some flowers in the pot under my window, but the gardening guild still classifies me as an amateur in the skill.
Well, that's a short on me; the rest will be about my journal about the subtitle above. Oh, and I might add that we adventurers here on Vana'diel often interchange the planet's name with Asura. Enjoy and tell me whatever you feel when you read this collection of my own personal events.
God bless,
Onewing
And there it is, the introduction. I went ahead and put up another chapter so you actually have something to read other than this simple introduction. Thanks for your time!