Disclaimer: I do not own Ragnarok Online, it was made in Korea. Gravity owns it. I did not create most of these names, and these characters where made from Ragnarok Online as well (Sorry if I did not explain correctly).
Sitting out of no where is a house. You peek inside, seeing one little Novice laying on a bed in a deep sleep. Her parents named her Kemi Lishtia. "Kemi! Wake up! It's your big day today! Don't you want to become something way stronger than a Novice?" Kemi's mom said joyously as she sprayed water on Kemi's pale face so she'd wake up. "Eep!" Kemi yipped, finally waking up.
She then got a towel beside her, wiping the cold water off her face. It almost felt like watered ice that's been sitting in the freezer for years.
"So, Kemi," her mother started to say, as she sat right beside her daughter. "What do you want to become? You have many choices." "Um… Err, I don't know. What classes where there again?" she hesitated. "There are many classes. In Prontera, you can become an Acolyte. They're very kind." Kemi gasped, laughing. She always had hated Acolytes.
No, her mother wasn't an Priest, nor a Monk. She was a Gypsy, the best Gypsy in all Prontera. She even won the dancing competition a few months ago, which was an amazing experience for Kemi to see.
"Mother, you know how much I don't enjoy the looks of Acolytes. I mean, I love Priestess', but not Acolytes." She explained. "Well, in Izlude, a bit south from Prontera, there's also Swordsman class." Her mother didn't enjoy the look on Kemi's face once she said both classes. She even explained them to her.
"No-no-no, I don't want that, either. I want something more… exciting." Kemi then had a smile on her face, and grabbed a picture of some person. "What!" her mother almost yelled once she saw it.
"You want to become a ... Gypsy!" right when her mother said that, Kemi got a hug from her. She tried to escape her grasp, but her mom held her way too tight. "Yes, mom. I do." Kemi muttered, finally breaking free.
"Alright, let me get your father and tell him." Her mother got up, and went back down-stairs looking for father.
"John, our daughter, Kemi, wants to become an Archer. Well you please take her to Archer Village in Payon?" asked her mom. Kemi's father, who appeared to be named John, was feeding his Peco Peco worms. "Ah, I see she's finally chosen. Right away, Numi." John then hopped on his Peco Peco, and waited outside their house door.
"Kemi! You better be ready by now! Daddy's been waiting for over 10 minutes!" "Coming, mom!" Kemi quickly grabbed a bow, she knew she'd be needing it for sometime now. She quickly ran down-stairs and then hopped onto the Peco Peco and held onto her dad tightly.
"Father, is this going to be tough?" Kemi asked curiously, seeing her father's swords that almost whacked her face. "Hmm, your mother said it was pretty easy. You need to collect Trunks from Willows, they're very tough monsters."
"What are Willows?" Kemi had no clue what these were, because she's never been in Payon before. She only went there once to see her mother win this dance test. "Willows are--" pausing; he decided not to tell her. "You'll find out in the middle of the test." Finally, they got there. It was mid-afternoon.
Kemi hopped off, reading a sign. Archer Village,it said. "We're here!" she yelled happily. Her father nodded up and down. "I'll wait here, but as I do so, I'm going into the Cave to get some stuff. You go on and finish your test." "What about a map?" she asked. "You need no map. This is your test, not mine." Then, her father disappeared.
Kemi saw scraps of wings on the ground. "He must've used a fly wing…" whispered Kemi, picking up the scraps and then throwing them back down again. "Ok, so, time to find the place… I've heard my mom say it was top-right of Payon Village before… I geuss I'll look there."
Seeing it, she was right. "Yahoo! Archer test, here I come!" she quickly ran in and bumped into someone. "Don't worry, it's only me. Ah, you must be… Kemi Lishtia. Am I correct?" "Yes! Yes, you are!" Kemi knew that her mother filled out an application.
"Alright. So, I need tons of Trunks from Willows south-east of Payon town. I need a total of 150 points. For extra, you well get tons of more arrows." He explained. "Report it back to me, and I'll see if you've collected enough." "Right away, sir!" Kemi said, saluting the man.
"Ahh!" hearing a scream, Kemi stopped. "What? What is it!" "Thief bugs… they're, they're… everywhere!" a young kid jumped on boxes, terrified of the bugs. "They look tough… but I managed to defeat 7 once I was in Training Grounds. I may be able to--" someone stopped her. It was the kid.
"Oh, no you don't! You're still Novice! Come back and shoot these once you're Archer!" ignoring him, Kemi quickly attacked one. At least 10 of them started attacking her. "You little--" in amazement, he watched Kemi quickly bash away all the Thief Bugs.
"Wow! You're strong! Here's a 1,000 Zeny reward for helping me get these Thief Bugs out of my house!" cheered the boy, quickly giving Kemi 1,000 Zeny. "Thanks, sir. I shall be going now." "Ok, good luck with your test!"
Waving each other goodbye, Kemi quickly went south-east of Payon. She saw a brave male Swordsman killing Spores. "Wow, amazing. I've seen Spores before, but none like these." Said Kemi, butting in. "Oh, yes. These are tough for a young fell'a like you. What are you doing here in these parts, young traveler?" asked the boy. He acted as if he knew everything. Everything.
"Oh, I'm just searching for Trunks. Have any?" she asked. Something in her mind kept on trying to tell her, 'No, don't ask. Get them on your own, Kemi. This is your only chance. Go, go, go!'
Amazed, it was her father thought-speaking to her somehow. But, she could not thought-speak back. "Err, never mind me. I'll just get them on my own." "Ah, that's very brave of you. Oh, my name's Jake, by the way. What's yours?" he asked. "My name… is Kemi!" she enjoyed her name very much. "If you don't mind, may I travel with you? Oh, and, here's my number." He then started giving her his phone number, and Kemi gave him hers.
Hearing wrestling in the bushes, they stopped, getting ready for action. Was it an enemy, or a friend? They did not know, and weren't eager to find out. But they were ready. They're biggest journey of their life has just begun…
To be continued…