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PostPosted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:59 pm


{Are you in distress due to the event ending? Never fear, for the epilogue is here! Write your FE style character conclusions here, and this thread will continue to be in Learanian Legacies for all those who finish! This IS after the event, so what is posted her does not affect that current event time line! Post away!}


Sue- Brave Nomad
Sue returned from the scorching Sentrian desert, keeping to her vow to help all those in her homeland, Eyris. If there were ever an unarmed person crying for help while facing brigands, legends say that the nomad and her swift steed were the first to hear them, and strike down the ones who did the innocent wrong. Sue never did lose the smile which Rath could tell once belonged to the girl’s loving mother.

Leon- Great Knight
After his efforts in protecting his beloved city, the Knight Crest reacted to the strong resolve Leon bore in his heart: giving him the powers of a Great Knight. He trained diligently in the art of swordsmanship, eventually gaining enough skill to have a draw in a duel against his Captain. When he had a free moment, Leon would ride through the city on his trusty steed, Anri, listening to the bards tell the tales of the Watch and FEF through the sounds of music.


Leena- Craftsman of Dreams
When best friend was empowered by the Knight Crest, Leena was inspired to keep at the forge and make everyone in Eyris happy with her creations. From diamond rings to Hero Crests, she forged each of the items she would sell to someone with all her heart. She learned to spend even a little time outside the shop though, and started to really love life in the sun, around others.


Victoria- Light of Pride
Victoria was awestruck that she hadn’t much involvement in the case of a supposed Dark User she should have set straight, and took less vacations as a way to look out for more astray Druids and Shaman. Although the pride she carried never fully left her, she was beginning to appreciate others more, as their efforts together saved the new Order of FEF. Rumors say that Victoria may be the source of a series of anonymous donations of large gold amounts to the Hostess Club, but as of today, those rumors remain unconfirmed.


{And now, the Crack!Ending.}

Misuki- The NaNo Author
Against all odds, Misuki Marishima won NaNoWriMo, writing 50273 words and still not finishing her story. Although she planned to finish it sometime soon, she is now taking a break from writing, spending much of her time relaxing, being on the FEF Blast, and reading the words of other WriMos. As of today, her inner editor is already nitpicking on how the rewrite of "A Bond in Darkness" should go.

PostPosted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 11:57 am


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Roy's wounds were treated with the help of his friend, the barkeep, back in Pentheus. He then headed back to Eyris, where he had prepared a 'Welcome Home' meal of sorts for his mother.

He had asked how the final battle had went. While he was surprised to hear that Ninian had defeated a dragon, he was sad to hear that the hallucinations were nothing more than hallucinations. His father wasn't in Sentria, like he had expected. With no new leads, he decided to stay awhile with his mother, Uncle, and soon-to-be-Uncle-in-Law. Nowadays, the young lord can be seen eating delicious chocolate cake with chocolate icing at the Hostess Cafe, flirting with the girls (both guild members and non-guild members), or in the company of his family.

The SoS, with its last condition point still safe, was stored away for good. The day he would find his way back into Elibe would be the day the sword would be seen.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 12:44 pm


Neros: Forgotten Martyr of Samhain

It could best be explained that, in his time of passing, Neros manipulated his unstable existence and fed those who had perished in that final battle to restore them to the land of living. No traces of his body, soul, or energies remained after that.

Still, a few may swear hearing familiar sounds in the attic a few weeks later.





Ed: She didn't do anything.

I know, I know. Ed just vanished on her way down the event. The last time she showed up was right before everyone went crazy. Coincidence? Maybe. But it's clear that she's still alive, and upon hearing tales of what transpired in her sudden disappearance, she had this much to say:

"...AWRK!"





"Mother Ashera."

The Goddess swiftly glided over to the seeing pool, now clear as day and unshrouded by its ailment over the course of the month. She peered down into the depths and saw only a desert littered with glass. Her disciple merely stared apathetically at the aftermath of what they had been unable to see.

"This is troubling," she remarked quietly, more to herself than anyone else. Bits of distortion still arose from the vision. Neither of them knew, however, that this had been the final standing place of a tower made unreal. "Learania is in severe need of healing as well... Child, please prepare for us a journey. There is a mission to undertake."

The disciple rose to his feet, immediately unconcerned with the vision. "Yes, Goddess," responded the brightly-clad Soren, departing the meadow with great haste. In his emotionless instinct he knew something had gone awry with his counterpart. Somewhere far, far out there...

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 1:58 pm


Deep in the woods of Learania, hidden deep in the trees, a young woman lay collapsed beside a small stream. Her dress was torn, remnants of a sheer white material clinging to the band around her shoulders, the bottom of the dress frayed, completely absent from her knees down, revealing bruised and bleeding feet. Her arms, too, were bare, only the worn fabric around her shoulders providing and cover. Her light blue hair was matted, twigs and leaves caught in the tangles. What was left of the white ribbons adorning her head held on to the circlet she wore. Around her neck hung a silver locket, and she wore four rings on her fingers. Her skin, where it was not bleeding or bruised, was pale, almost white. In one hand, she held a long sash or scarf, the colors never the same for more than a moment. The scarf alone was intact, clashing with the woman's disheveled appearance.

Her eyelids fluttered as she drifted in and out of consciousness, though one eye was swollen shut, the blood from a wound above it turning her hair a sickly color. The wind blew through the trees, rustling the leaves and bending the tree branches. The sky darkened as black clouds rolled in, bringing a heavy downpour that quickly soaked everything. The rain roused the woman, the cold jolting her awake.

Slowly she crawled underneath a nearby tree, the branches providing her with come cover. She shivered, clutching the scarf tight around her shoulders. It did little to warm her. She had never been this cold, or this numb. And everything was so dark. . . .

Suddenly, it was warm. Someone else was there, holding her? No, carrying her. They were moving. Not running--flying perhaps? her eyes refused to open; she could not see who it was, and her mouth would not open for her to say something, anything, to the person.

Something told her that she was safe now, whether a voice inside her or the person speaking, she did not know. She faded into unconsciousness once more. For the first time in a long time, she slept, and did not wake up screaming. The nightmares did not plague her that night. The dancer would awaken a few weeks later to find herself in the Eyris infirmary, still healing from wounds she could not remember getting. The last thing she could remember was running away from the man in the fire, and one other thing--the feeling of flight and the image of wings.


~Ninian – Dancing Dragon~

Ninian returned to Eyris, staying long enough to heal her injuries. As soon as she could see from both eyes, the dancer left, returning to the forests to train, practicing with Briseschal. She never quite remembered what had happened to her over the summer, but the scar above her left eye proves that something happened. Despite her training, she returns to Eyris often, spending time with her friends and her family, working in the Hostess Club, getting to know her soon-to-be brother-in-law, and discovering for herself the man her son has become. She still misses Eliwood, but is working to not let his memory sadden her.


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PostPosted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 3:33 pm


Ephraim sat at the edge of a bench, just outside a tavern on the outskirts of Eyris. He had a glass cup in his hand that was probably filled with some sort of Alcohol he could care less about finding its name.

What exactly happened back there? He often wondered, was it a dream? Was it real? Did it even happen at all? Nobody knew the answer...all everyone who was involved knew that it was too real and it was real. His last meeting with Lyon was definlently not a hallucination either.

Ephraim felt....relieved..in some way. Those words he wanted to say to Lyon all this time. He should have known better then to think his friend would truly hate him. He sighed, picking the cup up to his lips and downed the remaining alcohol that was there.

"Alls well ends well I guess.." He left the cup on the bench and stood up. Perhaps leaving things as is was alright..just maybe..

~*~
~Ephraim-Forgiven Friend~
Ephraim returned to Eyris after the battle in Sentria. Stuck in the clinic for quite some time due to exhaustion, Ephraim was eventually back on his feet in no time. He often thought about his friend, Lyon. Not because he still had the guilt weighing him down, but because he was relieved to finally get it off his chest.


Elhaym-Clumsy Sniper
After the hectic chaos that traveled through Eyris, things finally calmed down. Elly moved in with Tristai for a short while before finding a place of her own in Eyris. While still looking for her brother, Elly trained hard in hopes to find that he is alive.
PostPosted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 9:00 pm


Amelia: Missing in Action
Amelia returned from her honeymoon with Rhys a week late, thanks to a sudden blizzard up in the Estarcian mountains that had delayed their trip back to Eyris. Confronted by a sudden change in power in the Crew and a general state of "What the ********" from all the townspeople, Amelia could only wonder what the hell she had missed while she was busy banging her husband.

Annis
Because Annis spent most of the event asleep on Loch's couch (not sleeping with him--he'd be too panicky to touch so much as her pinky finger for fear of acting improper), she doesn't get an ending. Or even a title.

Blossom: Time Heals All Wounds
The little Hero refused to speak of her experiences within the portal where Razevi's tower used to stand, but there was a certain sense of mourning about her for the next few days as she cleaned Vezra's blade, placed it on its holding stand against the wall, and otherwise tended to the needs that had long been ignored. She was unusually quiet, and she often found herself staring at the empty side of her bed, but soon she was smiling just as before. And who knew, maybe Chickenwire and Clang would get used to her dragging Vika along with her to accompany Blossom for her training sessions.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 9:37 pm


Loch
Well, it wasn't really that he was too panicky to touch her pinky finger (or anything pinky, really) but there were just certain rules of etiquette you obeyed when there was a girl in your apartment, you know? Plus, you don't bother a sleeping girl who happens to carry knives. You just don't. So, really, most of the event consisted of him zonked out in an armchair with a newspaper over his face. Annis totally snores. Don't let her tell you otherwise.


Vika
Her recent actions opened a sort of rebirth for the raven, and she set out with a fresh outlook on life. No longer obsessing over the past, Vika bonded extremely quickly with Blossom (it kind of helps when you have a near-death experience with a person) and soon found herself moving into her guest room at Blossom's insistence. Rarely is she seen these days without Blossom by her side, and Vika seems to be breaking out of her quiet shell now that she has someone she can call 'best friend'.


Aftermath-

Vika cautiously approached the door of the nomad Rath's office. In her hand she held a note, an official summons. She knew what this was about. She swallowed a lump in her throat anxiously and looked through the doorway. Rath was busy at his desk doing work. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door softly. "Um...yes, I'm...I'm here. You called for me?"

Rath looked up from his work at her, eyes scrutinizing. "Yes, I did," he replied simply. His gaze worked her up and down for a long moment, then he spoke again. "You know... the most interesting things have happened since you were away."

The raven swallowed another lump in her throat. Dare she lie? Or should she just face up? Her gaze met his, her eyes far more cautious than his. "They...um...I bet so."

"During our Harvest Banquet," he continued, "a raven laguz - not all that different in appearance from you - broke in, murdered a couple of guards, assaulted a few guests, and fled, having kidnapped a child."

Yeah, there was no lying here. "Yes...um...yeah, and she was returned unharmed to her mother by the same raven laguz," she stated in return.

Rath watched her, pausing for a moment. "Actually... I was told that the raven was dead. I suppose, even though she contributed to the resurrection of a dark sorceress, in the end she realized she was just being used... and chose to do the right thing, by killing the source of the chaos that plagued this world. Being killed herself, in the process." He looked down slightly. "And since I can only go upon what I am told...
everyone should be very careful with their stories."

Vika froze. What? The gears in her head turned over for a bit, processing this info. And then a shy smile appeared across her face. "... I see." She took the moment to make sure this deal wasn't so one-sided. "Well, since tragic misfortune has apparently fallen upon Hatmon, the old owner of the Hostess Club, and that puts me in charge after returning from my "vacation"... I feel it's only right to divert some of the profits it receives towards repairing the damage that horrible raven caused." She sealed the deal with a wink.

The nomad nodded. "Yes... That would be nice. And I'll be sure to have a pair of guards at said diner, to... keep a watch on things."

Vika smiled a little brighter now, and nodded back. "Thank you, sir. Is there anything else you needed?"

"...No. I believe that is all. I'm sure you know the way out..." As Vika turned to leave, he added one more thing. "And remember; be careful..."

The raven's head turned back towards him, accompanied with another wink. "As always, sir." And in a moment, she disappeared from his sight.

Rath watched her leave, sighing as he reached for the book he had been reading before. The cover read "Ancient Legends of Learania". He flipped through the pages, found a chapter on the sorceress Razevi, and settled into his chair, reading the entry.
PostPosted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 9:46 pm


Rhys: Likewise confronted with the same bizarre mood as Amelia, except while Amelia could only wonder, he found himself clearing up a number of nonfatal injuries incurred during the great jailbreak. Ah, well. He was in love, and he got laid. The only thing he could have asked for to make his honeymoon any better was that people stop getting injured, darn it!

Javert: Did not appear in this film (coming soon to a theater near you).

Ghis: Same, although he and the Watch did their part in stopping the Arkham Pandemic. Just... they weren't visible in their business.

Jin: He did a decent job of keeping the hospital in shape while Rhys was gone, but otherwise did nothing important.

Charice: "They say that life is hard, and times are tough. But I learned something from this trip... nothing you receive in life is free. Strange as it may sound, it's that price tag that makes life worth living."

Katherine: "Death is what you believe it to be, what you want it to be. The question is, what do I want it to be?" ...Charice doesn't know whether Katherine "moved on" or remains there still. Is unlikely to appear in any future events... OR COULD SHE!? DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNN...

(SPECIAL EDITION ALTERNATE ENDINGS THAT THEY DIDN'T WANT YOU TO SEE:

Rhys--Died in the blizzard since at the time, he was having sex with his wife as he was skiing down the mountain. People said of him: "He lived as few men dared to dream". Amelia is currently building a time machine so as to go back in time to stop this incident and would unwittingly save Lavos from the Chrono Trigger protagonists, dooming Learania and the Continent from the Day of Lavos onward.

Ghis--Died because he went sober. His liver, not knowing what to do with its free time all of a sudden, committed seppuku.

Jin--Died in the Arkham Pandemic when a thousand ninja wannabe escapees attacked him. He took out 133.7 of them, but the ninja wannabes were too many.

Charice--Died a virgin. Spends her days playing chess with Katherine. She usually loses.

Javert--Died in the next event, when a tree fell on top of him. Rhys and Rhys' OCs were relatively unimpressed until they learned that Javert had actually been fighting that tree with his bare hands. He was winning and had delivered the KO punch, but forgot to get out of the way as it fell over. Hey, it happens to the best of us.

Katherine: "Katherine became a Reaper in Eyris' Game. She works hard under her master and idol, Sho Minamimoto. She can be found creating trash heaps of disposed organic material, and according to Sho's comments, 'The radians don't add up, but it's intriguing.'" ~Excerpt from Amelia)

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 10:28 pm


Bliss -- The Handicapped Druid
Bliss began to train hard, learning how to deal with her new disability. Despite it, she is growing more and more powerful, a fact that she is very proud of. A single day does not pass where she does not think of her love back home, but she's learned to shove aside the thoughts in order to focus on the more important things, like surviving.


---

Nils -- The Draconic Bard
Nils stayed out of the way, somehow avoiding all the trouble that arose. Once he heard about what had happened, however, he immediately decided to spend more time with his family. When not doing his crew duties, he could be found at any given time either with his love, his sister, or his Nephew.


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Akihi -- The Confused Conjurer
Akihi's experience in Eyris could be summed up in one word: "interesting". After returning Excalibur to its rightful owner, he headed straight for home. He spent his time locked up in his small cottage, reading and studying various tomes, including Bolganone, the one he received from Roy. At this point, he was unsure if he would ever return.


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Amara -- The Bright Daughter
Despite all the horrific things that happened, Amara managed to stay as cheerful and enthusiastic as ever. Now, like her uncle, she spends her time at home studying. She is keeping this a secret from her mother, though; the book she got from Razevi, although very pretty, also held a secret, one that she didn't want her mother to know about quite yet...


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Alihi -- A Famed Tactician
Her message to Eyris was a simple and blunt one; "I will not return unless I am needed". The scars, both physical and emotional, from this experience would never completely fade for Alihi, and for now she did not want to associate herself with Eyris for a while. However, she does not regret what she did, for two reasons. One, there was no other logical option at the time. And two? It allowed some important changes to start happening...


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Abel and Alihi -- (epically cheesy title goes here)
A few days had passed since Alihi, Amara, and Abel returned to their lakeside home. All seemed to return to normal, which was a huge relief to Alihi. "... No, mommy! This one is Berry, not that one!" The young girl named Amara exclaimed, holding her stuffed bear close to her body. She sat cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by pillows and other toys.

Alihi gasped dramatically, her hand flying up to cover her mouth. "It is? Really?" She knelt down to Amara's level, grinning brightly. "I'm sorry! They just are so alike, I get confused!" She exclaimed with enthusiasm, resting her hand on Amara's head.

"You're smiling again..." Abel noted softly, though loud enough for them to hear; he couldn't help but smile down at the pair. "I'm glad." He carefully knelt as well, staying close to Alihi.

"Hm?" The tactician tilted her head slightly to look at Abel, her attention away from her daughter. Her expression softened. "Mm..." She nodded slowly, picking up one of Amara's toys and holding it in her hands for a few moments; the little girl snatched the toy away from her mother and ran off, leaping behind a chair to hide. "It's like a huge weight's been lifted off my shoulders. It's... relieving." Her smile grew in strength.

His, however, diminished. Abel lowered his voice, sitting down completely on the floor. "I'm sorry that you had to go through all that... and I'm sorry I couldn't do more to help." He apologized softly, looking straight at her.

"... Don't apologize. It's not your fault." She stated clearly, resting her hand on his shoulder. "We did the best that we could, and in the end, our goal was accomplished... That's all I can ask for, really."

The hero smiled, changing the topic; although it wasn't as terrible as it was before, he still didn't want to mention it more than necessary. "You're really strong, you know that?" He tilted his head away slightly, continuing to speak before Alihi could protest. "It's... one of the things I like best about you. How you can... be bombarded by all of life's emotions, and yet remain sensible, and lead everyone in the right path."

"... Heh. I'd hardly call all the things I did 'sensible', but... well, I try, you know?" She stated nervously, a bit embarrassed. "I've learned over the years that the best thing I can do is to remain strong whenever possible. Though... that almost backfired this time." She laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck with her free hand before letting it fall back to her side one more. "If you weren't there... I probably would have failed and died." Her voice lowered in volume, though still keeping some conviction; she smiled gently, sitting herself down next to him. "You... I don't know how to exactly phrase it, but you gave me the strength to keep going."

He blushed, pausing for a few moments so he could formulate what he wanted to say. "Well... maybe, but..." Abel turned back to her, smiling brightly. "You've certainly led me down the right path. You've taught me how to be better, not only as a unit in combat, but.. as a person." He told her with a sense of certainty in his voice, resting his hand gently on her thigh. "I never told you before, but... you've filled a big hole in my life. I lost my parents when I was little, and my brother a couple years ago... Having somebody to... be close to, again... It's really nice." His hand wrapped around her hand, the blush evident on his face. "... Thank you."

"... Ah..." Alihi blushed slightly as well. "I'm glad I was able to do that for you, then. Even though I was unaware of it..." Her face softened as her gaze shifted from the hand that was holding hers back to Abel. "You know... despite all the bad things that has happened since I arrived here, from my own kidnapping last year to Amara's this year and everything in between... I never once wanted to return to Elibe. You know why?" She squeezed his hand gently. "It's because there's someone here that I wouldn't have if I returned home... and that's you."

His blush grew a shade darker. "Thanks..." He looked away, chuckling softly. "Ah, this isn't going to be easy..." The hero muttered softly to himself, rubbing the back of his head with his free hand; after a few moments, he turned back to Alihi. "You see, the harvest time is just about over, and... I've got a few jobs up in Estarcia, and they pay way more, up there. So... I'll be gone for a while. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier..."

Alihi hid the disappointment she was feeling inside. "No, no, it's fine... You don't need to apologize." She told him, wearing a slight smile. "Just... uh..." The tactician hesitated. "... Just stay safe, alright? I don't want to lose you."

"I'll be fine. It's really elegant, up there." He reassured her, smiling slightly; he paused, remaining silent for a couple of seconds. "But um... ... Before I go..." His heart began to pound, but he ignored it as he stared at Alihi. "I... I um..." He quickly decided to abandon words and allowed his actions to do the talking instead. Making sure he had nothing to stumble over or startle him (for although his last attempt was a bit... enjoyable for him, he wasn't sure how amused Alihi was about it), he leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against Alihi's.

The tactician smiled slightly, kissing him in return. "... Yeah... I still have to worry, you know? You don't have the best record when it comes to not getting hurt, after all..." Her smile brightened. "... I'll wait for your return, Abel."

Abel smiled in return. "I'll be back before Christmas." He squeezed her hand once more before letting go, rising to his feet; he picked up his gear and headed for the door. "... I promise."

"I'm holding you to that." The door clicked shut behind him, and suddenly the home seemed much emptier. She rested her hand against the base of her throat, her eyes closing slightly. "... I love you."

"Aww~!"
PostPosted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 4:39 am


Lethe: Gallia's Valkyrie
Convinced the lion she saw in the desert was a mirage(a really really good one), Lethe returned to Eyris with her twin sister. While Lyre was at her beorc job, the older cat laguz left the city gates to train. Being alone gave her some time to think. She began to question her loyalty to her new homeland. Her longing to return to Tellius grew stronger with each training session.


Aruna: Waitress Turned Nurse
(Will get a proper ending when her creator isn't so lazy but in the mean time)
Aruna nursed Ganon back to health and spent the winter time having awesome snake sex.


Cactus: Figment of Lance's Imagination
Cactus watched Lance walk around the desert in circles. And it was funny.

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[Of course I had MASSIVE participation in this event. Yep. Totally. Oh and have some theme music.]

Lyre- Finder of Secrets

...Lyre went back to wearing adorable outfits and waitressing. She had a constant battle with her twin to indulge in fashion, but it never seemed to really sink in.


Tristai

After the Pandemic Asylum incidences, she enjoyed her free time watching Elly sleep- I mean. Uh. Not being creepy at all while letting Elly stay in her house. Yeah. She soon returned to hunting bandits and raking in cash, occasionally inviting Elly out for dinner once the sniper found her own place.
PostPosted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 11:20 am


All had returned to normal. The Guard, and all those who had gone to the desert had returned. And the girl who was kidnapped was with them. Rath was disappointed upon hearing the report that Razevi was indeed involved, and that she had gotten away. He was even more shocked to hear about the happenings with Soren, and some person called 'Neros'. ...The man was once the head researcher of the door, and now he had caused so much chaos. It was a shame to learn about it.

After having welcomed the Guard and the tactician back to Learania, Rath had gone back to his office, to continue working on matters concerning the psychotic ones who had broken out of their asylum. Several were dead, but some had not yet been recovered. He also had to make due without having Tibarn around anymore.

While he worked, there was a sudden knock on his door. Finally, somebody was actually knocking. He spoke up, giving whoever it was permission to come in, as he set down his quill, and looked up.

"Well.. here I am." a dark-skinned woman said, as she trailed in, and stood before the desk. "I guess I gotta come to ya, eventually."

Rath looked at a her for a moment, before beginning to search through his documents. "...Oh, yes. Our deal." He pulled out one of his papers, looked over it, then held it out. "Here you are. A discharge from the Guard."

Deborah looked at it, then glanced up at Rath. Her expression was one of confusion. "...Dats it? No hassal?"

Rath tilted his head a little, feigning that he perfectly understood her skepticism. "... ...Do you not want it?"

"Ya just givin it tah me. Just like dat. No strings attached."
"Of course."
"..."
"...Aren't you going to take it?"

The halberdier held out her hand to take the paper, but stopped, then clenched her hand shut. "Ya know... Why don't ya... hold onto dat, for a while." Rath raised an eyebrow at this. "I tink I'll stay on a while. Deh soldiers are too weak! Dey need tah get wit it. It wouldant be right tah just leave, while dey in such sorry shape." Deborah folded her arms, and gave an obstinate expression, as if insisting on that being her reason, and that anything else was absurd.

Rath smiled lightly, and pulled the document back. "I see..." He looked down at the paper, then tore it in half. "...In that case... glad to have you with us."

Deborah watched the paper be torn in half, then turned her body around, quickly, to leave. However, she remembered something, so she turned back, and took out a most curious item from her pouch. Its shape was odd, the design most peculiar. It was almost key-like. When Rath saw the item, his eyes lit up, but he kept his composure. "Oh, here. I almost forgot." The halberdier said, before she tossed the item over to Rath, who caught it in the air, with one hand. "I know from when we were in Mordache dat ya were interested in dese items. I thought ya might want dis one. Oddly enough, I found it in a bandit fort."

Rath looked over the item, and knew exactly what it was. It was the same type of key that he had discovered in Mordache. After examining the find, he looked up at Deborah, a hint of concern in his eyes. Upon seeing this, the halberdier smirked. "Don't worry. I don't know why ya so interested in dese keys, nor do I know what dey're for. Frankly, I really don't care. I just though ya'd want it."

Seeing that he answer had satisfied the vice captain, she turned back around and headed for the door. On her way to it, she pulled out the red gem she had found in the sand and flicked it into the air, catching it as it came back down. "Now if ya'll excuse me... I tink I got some treasure tah sell." She put the gem back into her pouch, which clanked upon the other gems she had taken from Feo's bandit fort. Deborah then left the office, with a smile on her face. And Rath was smiling, too. It seemed the mission had made a difference on the woman, after all.

Just as planned.

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Rath - Nomadic Politician
Though the mission had brought everybody back home safely, Rath was still greatly troubled by the resurrection of Razevi, and started researching to learn all he could about the woman. His determination to keep Learania safe remains unyielding.


Deborah - Kaftian Warrior
Having declined her discharge, she ironically began to step up in the ranks of the Guard, and started training the soldiers, rigorously. When asked why she made this decision, all she said was that she never wanted to battle alongside idiots, again.


Abel - Simple-minded Hero
And Abel was there. After the final events, Abel had returned home with Alihi and Amara. He wasn't able to stay for long though, as he had to go up to Estarcia, for a few mercenary jobs. However, before he left, he was finally able to work up the courage to show how he really did feel about Alihi.

Nomad Rath
Vice Captain

Dedicated Guildsman


Jisen Meizuki
Crew

Stubborn Gifter

PostPosted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 12:18 pm


Isadora - The Dame Protector

After the fierce battle in Sentria, Isadora came back along with the troops who survived. Seeing that there are still more works unfinished, the Dame Knight lend a hand to help those in need as well as protecting the country. It wasn't long until she asked Rath to request a vacation from doing multiple tasking, including helping Leon to train with the art of swords.
PostPosted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 2:37 pm


Fire Dragon - Wielder of Flametongue

After the battle, FD returned back home to recover in the presence of the man he loved for a much more enjoyable recovery, filled with sexual healing. He also got to know his future sister-in-law, Ninian, much better, and spend time with Roy. The Fire Dragon expects a full recovery of his leg in, oh, maybe a little under a month.

Manic Martini


Rough Patch

Unsealed Reveler

PostPosted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 9:42 am


Joshua: King of Jehanna

After reappearing in a basement he didn't recgonize Joshua sighed and not listening to anyone simply walked upstairs and out. Wandering around in a sort of daze Joshua (Who hadn't heard any explaintion for what happened) was simply glad that the little girl was saved he went back and continued his application in the gaurd. He took Excaliber back from the man he lent it to and now wonders what the hell he will do with it.

Jaren: Happy Bandit?

When Jaren never came back noone really noticed.... sure some remarked that it was quiter for some reason but nobody could put their finger on why.



Derrin: Really Really Angry Mage

When Derrin got out of the hospital he was frothing at the mouth The womens child had been saved and was back..... but Jaren still had yet to return. When he was told by the doctors that the original 12 months to live had shrunk to 6 or 8 he screemed at the top of his lungs something about killing two people whos names started with J... The mage then stormed outside in a rage shouting at anyone who crossed him about "That Green Haired Dolt" and "That Slingshot Fireing Nimrod" for the next two weeks.
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