Sorry for the delay. I'm totally back at it now. Also, I personally do not play the game anymore. I have always thought it was crap. That's kind of the inspiration for my character. But I'll keep writing this, so it barley affects you, the reader, at all.
This may be a good time to note that somewhere in the not so vast regions of Vana'diel is a book of prophecies. However unlike one would expect from such a book, this one, called Things to Watch Out for, is not written in a glorious manner. In fact it is written quite casually. But despite this, it always seems to be correct. It predicts everything from when the Star Sibyl will wake up on most major holidays to major things such as what day and time this same person will die. It also has brief passages on most of the characters we have been introduced to thus far, most of which we will get to later on. Curiously, its passage on Poiso is the only one inhabiting page 666, and is quite simply, "Seriously man, watch out for this guy." However not many people beyond the owner of the library in Bastok in which the dusty, not recently visited shelf on which lies this book has heard of it. Which is too bad, really, because Poiso should indeed be watched out for.
Poiso, with the young Darkslayer trudging along behind him, entered Mhuara, the port town on the way to San'doria. Poiso, as he did most things in this world, hated it. Darkslayer couldn't be more amazed.
"What's this town called? Seems pretty small, is this all there is? Where are all the people? Big heroes like us shouldn't have to walk to so much... Hey! A boat! Are we going on the BOAT?"
Poiso, without a word, kept walking, paying both fares for the boat. Darkslayer was trying to keep up, but was having a great time looking at everything, making "Aaahhh" noises. When they were both onboard, Darkslayer said, "This is a dangerous journey!" Poiso wanted to argue that they hadn't been attacked by anything, but was busy trying to get Wriith on the linkshell.
"WRIITH YOU ARE ONE HELL OF A...uh..." He looked at Darkslayer, who was watching him with painfully innocent eyes. "Wriith. Talk to me. Now."
"Yeah Pois?" Wriith cheerfully acknowledged communication.
"The boat's just leaving..." He remembered the sundown deadline, "Should be there a little early."
Wriith looked behind him. "Hey, that's great. Bye." Before Poiso could mention he was bringing company, Wriith stuck his pearl in his pocket, which shortly afterwards made the noise of clothing hitting the floor. Poiso decided he shouldn't call back.
"Ok, the boat should be safe as long as you don't go up to the deck." He turned to face Darkslayer so he could make sure he understood, but Darkslayer was not where he should be. His voice sounded from the deck.
"What?"
In about a second Poiso was next to his half-dead body, in front of a very happy looking flying shark.
"Ok, Darkslayer, just hang on a minute. Don't spawn back at the life stone... there's someone down there who can heal you." Poiso turned to call the white mage he saw earlier, but instead of anything helpful he saw Darkslayer standing on the dock, watching the boat sail away.
"What?"
Poiso stared at Darkslayer for a moment, and then starting rumbling and vibrating violently. Those watching him thought he was about to explode. And after screaming quite loudly, he did. He was propelled into the air, spewing obscenities, landed next to the very surprised Darkslayer, grabbed him by the hair, and exploded again, this time going in the direction of the boat. Darkslayer was quite worried that they were very high in the air and that his feet were on fire, but Poiso was simply worried about what else was going to go wrong.
They landed directly in front of what Poiso, while in the air, had referred to as a "GOD-DAMNED MINDLESS SHARK ON PILLS," which was thrown back in the third explosion, which occurred as the pair landed. Poiso approached it, failed to snap his fingers a few times, shouted a rude word, and then managed to perform a fairly loud snap. The shark was removed from existence, returned to the nothingness from which it was born when the boat cast off. A crowd that had assembled applauded wildly, but stopped when Poiso gave them perhaps the iciest look imaginable.
The fat Galka from earlier began to laugh again. Poiso teleported him into a leech tank which happened to be in the cargo hold of the boat at the time. His screams were heard for the next five minutes, until he passed out.
Later, the sun was starting to set. They were a little behind schedule because of the boat incident. But they were almost through the LaThiene Plateau, so it shouldn't have mattered much. Shouldn't.
Poiso was contemplating why he continued to live, when Darkslayer pointed ahead and said "Wow, big sheep." Poiso looked up. There was a Battering Ram only a few yards ahead. It saw the pair and snorted. Darkslayer fell to the ground, dead once again.
Time froze around Poiso. He looked from the body of Darkslayer, with a stupefied look on his face, to the massive sheep, which had killed him with only a snort. Time unfroze and a great, black shockwave came from Poiso, covering the Battering Ram as well as all nearby in a sheet of black energy. This energy then caught fire, and it was quite a horrible disaster that a lot of people were really concerned about, but Poiso was already halfway to town by then.