Perspective II: Figaro

Beyond the cave, out in the vast desert, to the castle of humankind, Figaro castle housed a king, Edgar who served as a wonderous fellow swimming with politeness and a ladies man, as of yet to find a proper girlfriend however. You would think with the riches and lifestyle he would have found one by now. He was dressed in a fabulous lime and cyan uniform and his long blonde hair hung from his shoulder, tied neatly with ribbons. His face appeared saddened for some reason or another but his allowance to dabble in his own thoughts was interrupted by a man who approached him. "My liege," A nobleman stepped up to heed his depressed state "What bothers you? You lack of appetite over the past days are cause of concern,"

Edgar sighed. What bothered him felt so trivial and he didn't want to announce such a petty burden to another man of formality. "I feel it would be inappropriate to discuss right now, Charles."

"I understand. As your chancellor and advisor I must stress that your burdens, even untold will affect the morale of your kingdom."The nobleman, Charles suggested.

"What brings you here anyway?" Edgar asked.

Charles nodded and smiled "I was just about to get onto that!" He handed a ruggedly folded letter to the young king.

Edgar looked at it momentarily witnessing several inked fingerprints on it. "This is..." Edgar had an intuition of who the letter was from. He quickly pulled of the wax seal and unfolded the letter, reading it quietly to himself.

"Dear brother,

I received word that Terra would eventually be returning to Narshe from Mobliz right now to see Katerans little Chocobo and wanted me to do the honours of writing this note to you. Terra really likes furry cute things doesn't she? Why am I telling you this? Well Kateran made me write it when I kinda screwed up when I urm...

Well the point is mistakes were made and she forced me to write this note. I hope I can find it soon though...

Ain't she cute! She's so shy! But don't tell her I said that or I'll get a whoppin' again. I might have the muscle but I can't handle these woman like you can.

~Sabin

P.S: We should really pay a visit sometime, or have a reunion or something. With you being as busy as you are nowadays, we should come visit sometime!"

For some reason, the note saddened the king. "What is this feeling? My requisition for my brother or...?"

Edgar couldn't remain seated for much longer. "King Edgar, where are you going?"

"I must depart from this place for a short while, I give my charges to you, the chancellor for the time being."

He headed towards the door. "But Edgar!" Charles shouted back.

"I need to thank you for showing me that letter Charles. With that, I can reclaim my old energy. I will return... promise."

As he walked down the stairs of the castle, he crossed paths with a strange cloaked figure that he had never seen before.

"Ssssssorry Lord Edgar, best of luck on your journeyyyyy..."

The voice emitting from the robe frightened him a little, but he thouht nothing of it as he marched on. At the stables, he reigned an armoured Chocobo and rode off into the sands.

Meanwhile, in the small town of Figaro, the home of the returners, Locke had returned from his errands. "I'm back!"

A young woman peered behind the doorway to Locke at the front door. "Welcome home!" She welcomed, gesturing him to come in, giving him a hug on the way.

"Thanks Rachel," Locke hung up his blue jacket and followed her to the living room.

"So how was your treasure hunt? What did you find?" Rachel asked beaming a warm smile at him.

Locke shuffled his hand in his pocket and drew a silver pendant. "It's not much. But I got you this," Locke blushed as he handed it to her. "Where did you find this?" She asked, admiring the leviathan engraved into the metal.

"Figaro caverns," Locke replied.

Suddenly, a knock came to the door. Locke left Rachel to look at the pendant "I'll get it," Locke crept up towards the door and slowly opened it, revealing a blonde-haired woman. "Ahhh! Celes! You frightened me!"

"Oh I did? I'm sorry I didn't mean to..." Celes began to worry.

"Hey, hey, it's no problem. What did you come here for? Do you want to come inside?" Locke asked shyly "That is, unless..."

"I'm sorry," Celes replied "But I came to ask you if you knew anything about a "strange pet" roaming Narshe in the night hours, since you travel alot"

"Can't really help you there sorry, I haven't visited Narshe as much as I'd like to lately," Locked replied regrettably. "Why ask me anyway?"

"Oh," Celes clasped her hands together "Well you know Kateran?"

"No sorry, I don't,"

"You haven't? Sabin's fiancee!" Celes replied.

"What!" Locke was taken aback "When did he...?"

"It's a long story," Celes continued "Kateran asked me specifically to help her find her lost pet Chocobo. She suspects the strange pet rumours are actual sightings of it. It's only a little one and it won't do it good on it's own,"

"Sure I can help out!" Locke replied.

"Really!"

"NO WAY!" A familiar voice shouted from behind Locke's bandanna. It was Rachel. She appeared angered and furious. "There's absolutely no way I can let you go liaising without my consent Locke! Are you forgetting that this week is our anniversary! You'll never make it back from Narshe by tommorrow!"

"Oh damn, yeah that's right," Locke seemed embaressed as the memory came to him "I'm sorry Celes, it's our first anniversary,"

"No don't worry Locke , that's entirely fine,"

Within moments the door was slammed in her face. Rachel's hostile eye's winced envy. It was time to head back to Narshe, which lie across the ocean. It would take several days to get there by boat. Sometimes she wished Setzer was around to wisk her away on his airship, but chances would have it that the trip wouldn't be free and when it came to women Setzer could easily settle for one thing other that gold.