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"Certainly!" Ganon smiled, putting his drums aside as he picked up his mandolin. plucking a few notes to check its pitch. Satisfied that it was still in tune, he began to play softly, listening closely to Sue's words and adjusting the key and tempo to match the tone of her story as best he could.

The nomad shut her eyes, taking a breath. She was still up on her horse, not taking the stage after all. "It was the springtime in Elibe... when our world had been turned upside down by Mad King Zephiel. We of the Kutolah were one of my beloved Sacae's last lines of defense against him and the ruthless Wyvern Lords of Bern. The day they flew into our skies... our arrows soared! They soared with the pride and honor of our clan... piercing through with all their bravery.

And yet, we were overtaken... and I was imprisoned... taken away from the only home I ever knew. It wasn't until General Roy came with a key to the lock that held me that I saw the light: not just sunlight, but the light of the path I should take... how I should become a Nomadic Trooper just like Father and Grandfather... and fight to claim our conquered lands. There were a lot of battles. I reunited with my bodyguard and dear friend Shin... and the two of us didn't separate all the while Bern's forces tried to strike us.

The day finally came for us to vanquish Mad King Zephiel, eventually. I knew he was General Roy's enemy. I knew that he had a lot of people to avenge, but as did I. I lingered back, watching... as the two swordsmen fought for their lives and all they believed in. Things looked grim for my General and comrade though. He wasn't as experienced nor conditioned as the King, he was being beaten. As his blade, Exaccus raised above my Lycian companion's head, I made a choice. Was he to fall with honor... or was I to save him and take his glory?" She paused, building up the suspense for her audience. She noticed that with every word, Ganon's tunes matched it perfectly. "I chose to save him. By firing the sacred Bow of the Winds, Myulgre... my very birthright, I struck down a Mad King and returned a life debt to my savior. From there on... we went to fight the real evil.. a dragon turned into darkness. But that is another tale."

The prince's jaw nearly dropped when Amara knocked over that pile in less then a second. As soon as the ball came in contact with her small hands, that ball came in contact with the bottles. "Wow" he let out, still observing the knocked over bottles. "Very impressive, Amara" he looked about, and turned to the next stand. "Next is..."

Did...did I sense a hidden threat? And...did she say I stink?!

Well, whatever. It's not like Lance very much cared at this point. All he did was smile and grin like an idiot. "What I am? What I am? Dearest Hatmon, what am I not! I have travelled far and wide, searching for my true self, and in the process, I have found that I am much a too intricate man than to categorize as a "something". I have come to the conclusion that I am, and that's it!" he finished with an overdramatic pose with his arms stretched upwards. "Ah. Krissy. I guess that makes you a-..." Hang on. Finny. Lancey. Leafy. Putting a Y at the end proved nothing of the gender!
"Well, Krissy, sorry about what happened. It won't happen again." Lance said, while bowing apologetically. Especially considering how I have no bloody idea if what I did made me gay or straight just now. He would've asked 'How did you meet Daiyu' but it didn't seem very important.

Lance turned around listening to Sue's story. He would've told his own story, it was a very interesting one after all, but he wasn't sure how well he'd remember it, and falling asleep mid-tale wasn't very cool either.

Blossom slowly rose to her feet and found herself moving to the stage, sitting on the edge. She smoothed out the hem of her skirt over her legs, adjusted her stockings over her thighs, then looked from Sue, then to Ganon, though she wasn't sure if she wanted some sort of approval, or if it was to just make sure they were still there and not leaving her alone on the stage before looking back at the people. She took in a breath, waited for Ganon's music to begin, then started speaking, quiet at first (audible enough for all to hear, but quiet), slowly gaining strength as she continued.

"I came from a different place than here. I was born in a little village in Lycia, on the continent of Elibe, near the grassy plains of Sacae. Maybe the portals from our worlds to here are weird like that, but I came from a time before her's." Blossom paused, collected her thoughts in chronological order, and continued.

"My childhood... actually wasn't very noteworthy. My mom was a pegasus knight of the snowy country Ilia and my dad was a mercenary in Lycia. They met each other when their missions intersected, and they settled where I grew up. My mom left the Ilian company, but things were pretty normal. My dad left for days at a time on missions, my mom taught me most house-making things I know. When he was home, he helped me learn how to wield a sword properly. He told me I was the man of the house once, as a joke, and I guess I just took it seriously enough to want to train.

The point, though. See, there was a girl the military was looking for. Her grandfather was getting old, and if she showed up, then a certain man would be unable to usurp the throne. They were after this girl, this granddaughter of the marquess, to eliminate their commander's shot at leadership.

They sacked villages in their efforts. Mine was one of them. I hid under my parents' instructions, but... when I finally had the courage to come out and help them... they were dying. And the soldiers were gone. The house started to burn, and I didn't have much time, and... I ran. Again." She paused, taking in a breath.

"That's how I met Aidan, actually. Lord Eliwood's mighty tactician, the one that lead him and his friends onto victory against the dreaded Nergal and prevented the second coming of the Scouring. We'd grown close, he and I. I wanted to stay with him, but then he left, and... I had no idea what to do. I wandered for a while. I visited the remains of my village, I spent time with other friends, I trained."

Blossom laughed a little here, finding something funny about what she hadn't said yet. "If he hadn't been pushed into an arranged marriage, I don't know if I would have found him again, actually. I caught word of how Aidan was going to wed Adeline, and I ran to make the ceremony. Even if he was going to go off with his new wife, I wanted the chance to see him. It'd been a long time. And imagine my surprise when he goes so far as to call off the wedding with Adeline... and then come out to the audience and pull me up on the altar."

Her fingers removed one glove, pressing her palm gently to the ring around her finger. "We came to Learania pretty shortly after that, and... the rest is history, I guess."

Fire Dragon listened intently at both Sue's and Blossom's stories from his original homeland of Elibe as Nils leaned against him. Yes, Elibe's stories of heroes tended to end in the banishing or killing of a dragon somehow or another he mused, considering the Scouring his people had not started but were forced out of their world as a result of, Nergal's use of calling dragons as mere weapons, and then Zephiel's use of them as well. He considered sharing his own story for the sake of completing the picture on the relationship dragonkind and Elibe shared - with his own intimate story directly affected by it. "Kaoru..." FD spoke to Nils sofly, "I think I'm going to share my story."

FD stood up. "I'd like to share a story as well, if that would be alright. It's one with parts many here might already be familiar with."

"Adventures, Lady Isadora?"

Ed tapped her lip thoughtfully and regarded the ceiling.

"Naw. I'm trying to get the hang of transforming into a hawk, and I'm trying to freshen up my sword skills, but other than that, not really."

What surprised Ed was Lady Isadora's knowledge and the fact that she even had her own opinion for one of the continent's other regions. She certainly sounded like a native, though Ed knew full well she was from Elibe. Then again, Isadora was said to have been around for a while. She cracked a grin at the feeling.

Soon enough their dishes had come up. Around then Ed heard a sound, right before she could dig into her food.

"Sounds like Ganon's playin' something. Have ya met him yet, Lady Isadora?"

Already forgetting the waitress, Ed dug into her food as she tried to focus through all the noise. The noise had eventually receded in favor of Ganon's story. She soon was able to pick out the words of a familiar legend, a legend that made her slow in eating for a moment. Ed recognized this story...

Papa shared it wit' me as a bedtime story, and then I found it in books when I learnin' ta read, she remembered.

Isadora pondered a thought for a moment while her fork was laying on top of her meal. "I have heard stories from other members about this Ganon person. However, I daresay that I have no met him. Maybe we can meet him after our meal."

As she ate, she heard a music playing in the background despite the chattering of the customers. The music was lovely and livid. Never had she had heard of a music played so well. Then Isadora heard a man's voice along with it as the music continued.

It must be Mister Ganon. Isadora thought as she took a piece of the lettuce. The story was told of the nine legendary heroes who traveled together to defeat the evil purpose. Hearing that story reminded her of the Eight Legendary Heroes back at Elibe during the Scouring War. Unlike the heroes in this country, her heroes were to stop the race of the dragon. Did all the worlds had similar stories of the legendary heroes? If so, how many worlds are there?

"I wonder what other story did Ganon had." Isadora asked as she took a sip from her drink.