A/N: So what else do you do when you're jetlagged?
The Adventures of the Guild with the Very Odd Name
Chapter 1: Of to a smashed up start
"Five hundred thirty nine… huff… five hundred forty… huff… five hundred forty one… huff five hundred forty two. WHEW!"
Wyeth collapsed at the top of Wizard Tower. "I'm here… to be…be…become a wizard."
The receptionist gave the man a few minutes to compose himself before taking his application. "Hmm, yes, you're all checked out. And since you're experienced enough, I believe you can go straight to the written test.
'Pah, this should be a piece of cake.'
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"…Hey Rik?"
"Yeah?"
"…I'm cold."
"We're in Lutie, what the hell did you expect?"
"No, I'm really cold… there's a strong wind on my back."
"Ahh, that's probably just Garm."
"Ahh, okay."
"…"
"…wait…Garm?"
The two swordsmen looked back and stared in the very face of hell frozen over. Screaming, the two friends raced across the fields of Lutie into town and the relative safety of the walls.
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Akua roamed the first level of the payon caves. The bats and the poporings she took on quite well. As she moved further and gained more levels, even skeletons and zombies knelt at her feet. Moving along, she came to a set of stairs. Letting curiosity get the best of her, the young cleric stepped down into the darkness, excited to see what awaited her.
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"What the hell!" Charlie grumbled as his results came back 9/10 for the umpteenth time. "Dude, there's something wrong with this. That question was unanswerable."
"Yes it was!" The proctor said. "You just weren't skilled enough. But seeing as it's only a minor question, I'll let you go."
'…Yeah whatever." Charlie was sure that neither storm gust NOR increase SP recovery was required for safety wall, and he was certain after he caught a glance of the smug bastard's snickering face.
"Hello sir, welcome to the final test."
Charlie pulled out his Arc Wand. This would be fun.
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"Rik?" Draco asked, popping off another Poporing.
"What?"
"Can we go down to the second level?"
Rikazen looked around at the mounds of goey poring like substance. "Yeah, I think this is starting to get slow.
The two climbed a mountain of toys at the center of the room, and headed up the ladder into the second floor of the toy factory. Coming face to face with numerous cruisers and myst cases, the two swordsmen smiled. Pulling out their well baked cookies, they charged, swords flashing, hoping that they would survive.
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"KYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!1111!111!ONE!11!ELEVENTYONE!1!"
Akua ducked as another arrow from the mob of skeleton soldiers stabbed through the air where her head was.
"HELP ME!"
She turned back and threw a healing spell onto the zombies. The magic flashed towards the zombies, leaving a scratch before dissipating. Cursing, Akua turned and ran again, hoping her clerical dress doesn't trip her.
"Damnit…why'd I chose the ONE job with the massive clothing…"
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"Phew, that's the last of them. Good thing too…time was running out."
-EXCELLENT! NOW DEFEAT THE KEYS TO GET THROUGH!-
"WHAT!"
Quickly casting thunder bolt, Wyeth dispatched the Hydras just in time.
"Thank…heavens…"
Moments later, he was warped into a different room.
"Okay, cool. Lesse, earth spells. Wait.. … I DON'T HAVE ANY EARTH SPELLS!"
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"Hey look, a Christmas Goblin!"
Draco and Rikazen ganged up on the goblin and quickly put it to rest.
"I wonder if there are any more."
Soon their questions were answered as a group of goblins ganged them. Stuffing cookies into their mouths, the two charged.
"HEY RIK!"
"WHAT!"
"WHO'S THAT BIG GUY IN THE BACK!"
"WHA?-" Rikazen looked up. "Oh… shit… RUN!"
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"Huff…huff…huff… Almost…there…"
"Boing boing boing."
"What the…"
Akua looked up to see three Munaks blocking her way.
"…Oh gods… AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
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"Huff…huff. I'm…done…"
"Congratulations, you're a full wizard now."
Wyeth's arms shook as he received his cape and magic scrolls. "I'm a Wizard! I'M A WIZARD!"
The receptionist panicked. "WYETH! WATCH OUT FOR-"
"I'M A WIZ—ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"…stairs…"
"OOOF…OW….EESH!…OFF…THUD…OOF…OW…CHRIST…OW…SPLEEN…OHH… CRASH… owwwwwwwwww…"
"Oh man, that has to hurt." The receptionist grimaced. She turned to her assistants. "I hope he doesn't use a-"
"What the…why am I back here?" A confused Wyeth said after popping back to the room.
"…butterfly wing."
"…You mean."
"Yep, your save point is here now."
"Son…of…a…poring…"
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A man and his wife looked over two unconscious young men.
"Are they dead?"
"No, they were still breathing."
"Shouldn't we call for help?"
"They're fine, look they're starting to stir."
Rikazen shook off his sleep. "Ugh…where are we?"
The man approached him with a meg of water. "You're in our home in Lutie son. We found you unconscious in the snow fields."
"Ow…my head hurts…what happened?"
"You may have run into the Stormy Knight." The man said.
"Stormy…knight?"
"Yes, he's a knight that wanders the toy factory."
"Oh…ow…"
Then, Draco got up. "Ow… Christ my head hurts."
"How are we still alive?" Rikazen asked.
The man shrugged. "Oddly enough, no one's really died died from the Stormy Knight yet."
Draco and Rikazen looked at each other. "…lets stay away from him."
The old couple agreed. "Yes, you should."
A few hours later, Draco and Rikazen, at the protesting of the couple, took their leave, heading back to Prontera to rest and catch up with their friends.
"Hey, do you think Wyeth can take him? I mean, he should get Jupiter Thunder first." DracoKnight asked.
"Maybe, lets see."
Back at the cottage, the old man's eyes gleamed. "I hope those two don't do anything stupid?"
"Like what?" His wife scoffed. "Get a fresh Wizard Friend of theirs to try to Jupiter Thunder the Stormy Knight because they think he's water elemental? They're not that stupid."
"I hope you're right."
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"Owwwwwww…"
Akua groaned as she picked herself from the ground. Her swordmace lay not far from her body. "Where am I?"
"Sister! You're awake." A priest looked over her. "Thank heavens."
"Ow, what happened?"
"You were attacked by the monsters in the second level. Next time be careful sister. You could really get hurt."
"Ow, I never thought they would be that strong."
"Quite a shock eh sister?" The man said with a smile. "This swordmace is quite rare. I didn't even have one. It would be a shame to lose one with such good standards. The world needs you."
"Oh this? My boyfriend got me this."
"Err…sister? …Boyfriend?"
"…Oh…uhh…" Akua stammered. "I uhh, never took the chastity vow."
"Ahh… the other branch of our church. Sadly, too many adventurers would go there. Won't you reconsider?"
Akua shrugged. "Maybe, if I feel like it. Thank you father, but I must be going."
"Take care."
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Rikazen and DracoKnight entered the inn to find Wyeth bandaged up just as badly as they are at a table drinking a coffee.
"What happened to you two?" The man asked.
"Garm…then the Stormy Knight." Rikazan answered. "I take it you didn't make it?"
"Oh no!" Wyeth said putting on his cape. "I'm a wizard now."
"Then…the bandages?"
"Oh…uhh…I fell off Wizard Tower."
"Ouch."
"Twice."
"Man." Draco said, shaking his head. "How are you alive?"
Just then, a young lady entered the inn. The three friends turned to see their companion enter. Akua took a seat and grabbed Wyeth's coffee.
"What happened to you?"
"Mobbed by skeleton archers…and munaks."
"Dude, how far into the caves did you go?" Rikazen asked.
"Second level. I never thought such a difference in power existed between just two levels."
"You'd be surprised." Rikazen muttered.
"Well…" Wyeth mumbled as he ordered another coffee. "I'd say the great Nibe-whatever guild is starting off with quite a bang huh? Considering we're all banged up pretty badly."
Akua smacked him as Draco and Rikazen groaned.
"We'll be known someday." Rikazen said. "I swear it."
"Uh huh…" Wyeth said, checking over Akua's wounds. "Man, we'll be lucky if anyone even bothered to give our guild a second glance on the list."
"Excuse me." A voice cut in. The group turned to see a Crusader standing over them. "But may I interest you in an alliance?"
Wyeth blinked and slammed his head into the table.
"Don't do that!" Akua said, smacking him. "It's not yours."
"They won't sue an injured man." Wyeth mumbled as Rikazen gave him a gloating look before tuning to the Crusader.