Kayi watched the awards ceremony. First, Clan Shakayi, having placed third, was awarded Shrasmiryas, a magicked sword able of cutting through armor and barriers.

Clan Nutsy, placing second, was awarded Iespa, a staff capable of summoning an ancient summon, and a Shrasmiryas.

Clan Borzoi placed first.

Monquel appladed and awarded each clan member with a fitting weapon- for Gukko, there was a pair of silver swords emblazoned with ancient runes that shimmered faintly but flared into a brilliant incadescence as soon as he touched them- the legends Excaliber and Wolf Blade. For Callypso, there was Nyneve, a magical staff that Kayi wasn't sure what it bought. But what stood out most from all the awarded weapons to her was Bialiese's weapon- Tiamat. She fired an expiremental shot on it, but to everyone's surprise, the spirit of an ancient dragon-mother frolicked around it and blasted apart the tree it hit!

"The team has prepared a good meal for us now. Let us all drink the night away, except for me because I'm deathly afraid of grape wine, and we all depart our separate ways tomorrow!" Monquel called. He raised a glass of sparkling water. "To the clans!" he toasted, drawing a response from everyone.

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"So..." Kayi fingered her dinner, roast something that she assumed was chicken but bore a very, very close resemblence to the Floateye Bruno Firaga'ed one day, along with multiple side dishes. "We're forming a clan."

Assembled before the young viera were Layafette, Maria, Lief, and Carlos.

"This is one small clan," Maria observed.

"Well... I'm afraid that a name that includes Crystal Bane will make our elders all regretful and nostalgic. So... I was thinking of the name Braveheart?"

They all murmered their agreement, save for a small objection from Carlos-

"That's kinda a corny name, isn't it?"

"Corny name for corny moogle," Kayi retorted with a glare.

"To all of us, old or young or otherwise," Kayi toasted.

"To all of us, old or young or otherwise," everyone echoed. They clinked glasses, tilted their heads back in unision, and drank deeply.

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The bangaa-human hybrid stood, silhoutted against the light.

"Kain?"

"Hmm?"

Kayi was no stealthy talker. She didn't bother to butter the bread nor give a musical prelude like Morgana or Kayalie would have done, rather she took after her father with the directness- "Will you join my clan?"

Kain looked stunned. "Sorry, I'm already part of your sister's clan," he explained.

"You can quit."

-- Please. Mako is tired and sleepy. Insert a long eloquent speech of Kain explaining his duty to stay with Kayalie and Clan Shakayi.-->

"I understand," Kayi said softly. But the maelstrom within her did not cease.