I don't own FFXI
"It's cold-d-d," shivered Joule. They had been digging down into Movalpolis for 2 days. "Be quiet!" ordered Fenrir.
"And that's what Carbuncle said happened." A summoner finished telling a Sibyl Guard. "This is a matter of great concern, I shall tell the Star Sibyl right away!" The red-haired mithra ran up the stairs. "Star Sibyl, a summoner has just reported that Fenrir has been running loose." "Send out some War Warlocks to look into this matter." 'How can Fenrir be running loose,' she thought, 'how can he be?'
"I smell something." Said Fenrir. "And I see something." Canis said, "Small figures." "War Warlocks!" whispered Joule. "WHAT!" screamed Fenrir.
"Hey!" said a War Warlock named Uraul (pronounced Earl), "I see something." "It's your imagination kid." Said an older warlock, who didn't see anything at all. Uraul sighed. Sometimes no one listened to him at all. 'When everyone's asleep, I'll get Fenrir myself!' he thought. "Come on Uraul, time for some shuteye." Called another warlock. "I'm going to stay up a little while longer." "Suit yourself." He called back. Uraul sat, waiting. For four hours he sat, when, at midnight, he snuck away.
"Hurry up!" "Were going as fast as we can!" "OW!" Canis uttered. "You ok?" "Yea, just slipped on a big rock." "Ohhh Canis that's a boulder." "And there's a chain attached." "FINALLY!" They hurriedly followed the chain to find…
"Oh dear." Fenrir's body stood before them, dilapidated, but his body none the less. "We must get it to Xacerbard, where I can put myself back in it."
Uraul had silently been watching this. 'I've got to follow them, and stop whatever bad thing that's going to happen.
"Man it's dusty down here," complained Joule. "Yea." Agreed Canis. "Wait, do you hear something?" "You mean this little tarutaru?" said Fenrir, holding Uraul with his teeth. "Let me go!" "Be silent!" "I hear moblins!" Canis said. "Intruders! Get them!" cried a moblin. Fenrir then put them inside and swiftly exited the mine.
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