Darklegacy Series

Chapter 2 - Pearls of Wisdom (creation of Darklegacy)
by: Asukas

This is a fan-fiction based upon the world of Final Fantasy XI, Vana'diel. I take no credit for the locations that my story is based upon or the lore that surrounds them. Also some of the names in the story are taken from real players that I have run across in game.

"Wisdom is not through learning but experience. Experience is the rope that binds our future. Future is a word that will never exist. Existence is defined by understanding. Understanding is the pearl of wisdom." (Perih farewell words to Asukas)

This lingered in Asukas mind for days. "Why the hell did Perih have to always speak in riddles?" she thought. "It is already hard enough on me having to listen to that custy-wootsy tarutaru jive, now I have to de-code this fortune cookie crap from Perih," she continued in her head. "Pearl of wisdom, I hope that is like a real pearl or something I can find. If so maybe I could sell it to get that new tunic over at the magic store," Asukas babbled on in her head. Asukas continued to toss around her thoughts, refusing to deal with the homesick feeling in her gut. And she also wondering if she had traveled all this way just to spend her days selling junk she found in the nearby Gusteburg area for just enough gil to make ends meet. Asukas thought, "Maybe this is all I can do."

Saturday, Asukas got up early to go farm some beehive chips from bees the Fumaroles. Besides, her mog house bills were outrageous, and since beehive chips are easy to get and sell for a pretty penny, it seemed the way to go. She decided to leave from Bastok Markets, since she also wanted to check out the new selection of staffs she had heard the weapon store got in. After going though the weapon store goods, she asked the gate guards to cast signet on her so she could contribute her part to the conquest. Then she headed west to the Fumaroles.

"Wow two stacks of beehive chips in one day! Not bad. Maybe I can afford to get some fish at the market to now," Asukas thought. She tucked away her bag and turned to head home when she noticed a mithran red mage in the fumaroles killing goblin after goblin after goblin. She was amazed at how quickly she was plowing through them at just an un-natural rate. Asukas waited for the dust to settle after the last powerful blast casted on the dying beastman, and proceeded to introduce herself to this bloodthirsty mithran sister. Although Asukas' initial reasons for getting to know this mithra were a bit selfish, it would later turn out this meeting would spawn a rise of bastok-loyal mithras to band together to bring honor back to the mithran name. "Reizero is my name," the blood-drenched red mage replied.

Asukas and Reizero found many things in common over the next days. Reizero even gave some direction to Asukas, being that she was so much better known about Bastok. After days of questing with and getting to know Reizero better, Reizero finally told Asukas about her terrible past, and how she longed to see the fall of all beastmen. Asukas remembered similar stories of the Yagudo that related closely to Reizero's past. Although Asukas and Reizero became very good friends, Asukas knew not to dig to deep into Reizero's past, for fear of what she might find out.

It wasn't long before Asukas heard of a place in Port Bastok that sold linkshells. This type of technology incorporated the use of a linkshell and pearl creation for cross-country communication. "Wow, that's cool!" Asukas told the storeowner. "I'll take one," Asukas continued. Asukas had spent everything she had, but knew in the long run; this would only benefit her friends and herself. When she entered her mog house, Asukas took the linkshell from its packaging, threw down the instructions hastily, and started to follow the logical sequence to activate. "Pick a name:" appeared in the shell. "Hmm... What is a good name? Asukas thought. "I know, Murasame." But that name was already taken, so Asukas sent a private message to Reizero and they started to think up good names. Reizero met up with Asukas and they continued on brainstorming their ideas for a name. "Darklegacy," Reizero threw out on the table as an option. "Let me give it a shot," says Asukas. "Uhh, I need a color too," Asukas, grumbled, being tired of many failed attempts. "How about green, like that lady's skirt that just passed by," Reizero said. And so became DarkLegacy.

...More to come...