FFVI-5: WoN II: Chocobo
At Sabin's hometown of Narshe, Celes had arrived at the door of his house and she briefly knocked against the varnished wood. The building was overall well kept. After a few moments, she heard the quick fumbling of padlocks unlocking before the door opened.
There in front of her, she saw a tall woman with long brown hair and hazel eyes. She was dressed in blue robes, covering her body. Around her neck she wore a plain pendant, of a copper colour. It had a plain face, like a coin without the embedded design. "Hello?" The woman poked here head through the crack in the door.
"I'm Celes, friend of Sabin. You are Kateran right?" She asked.
"Yes I am," Kateran modestly replied opening the door further "He told me about you,"
"Is Sabin in right now?" Celes asked.
"Sadly no," Kateran frowned "He went meditating in the fields of Narshe,"
("Still as diligent as ever,") Celes thought to herself.
"Although," Kateran continued "The hard snowfall is to start soon, so I doubt he'd be much long
FFVI-5: WoN I: Wonderland
A strange creature emitted a cry which awakened Bartz from his sleep. His face was caked in sand, he could feel his body being nudged over by a large, wet head.
"Hey Syldra," Bartz rolled over. His body still ached with agony. With his eyes looking straight up to the sky as he lay on the sandy terrain of the beach, he saw the dark clouds thunder across the sky. Snow Clouds. He realized that for a beach, it was cold. Slydra seemed to wait patiently for him to stand like a giant puppy. Bartz stood up quickly and glanced around, remembering there were other people with him on board.
"Damn it. Faris! Krile! Lenna!?" He cried into the distance. Circling around, they were no where to be seen. All he caught eye of was the remnants of the ship mast, splintered in two. It looked as is the ship had been strewn a long distance across the beach, and most likely in the ocean. Slydra interrupted Bartz again, lowering it's head and opening it's mouth, presenting a torn pendant. ("Is that Lenna's o
FFVI-5: PIV: Otherworld
In a far-off land on the oceans' torrent a ship fought against the waves. A huge crustacean-monster veered it's head from the soggy depths and struck the ship with it's heavy claw like a dog trying to pry the contents of a hermit crabs shell. Rain was yet another obstacle, as if to tease the ship's misfortune. However, it was not misfortune alone that was set out to create havoc for the passengers riding it...
A man bravely clung for his life on the mast of the ship, and looked out onwards to the menacing red monster in front of him, before drawing his attention elsewhere. His free arm was out, clinging onto a woman with pink hair. "Hang on Lenna!" he cried, trying his best to keep standing while holding on to her, to prevent her falling off of the ship. The rain continuously tried to snatch sight from him, forcing him to shield his eyes. "I'm hanging on!" Lenna cried back, trying to overpower the noise of the storm "I'm more worried about Faris and Krile!"
Lightning struck again. The
FFVI-5: PIII: Betrayal
At Figaro castle the chancellor, Charles, was maintaining authority in Edgar's absence. The castle for the most part was well run with him, he had done the work countless times before. One of the guards approached him and quickly saluted. "Sir!" The guard stated. "A dragon has been sighted in the airspace of Figaro,"
"A what!?" Charles replied "Monitor the situation for now. It would be wrong to act in violence against something that has not attacked us,"
"Yes sir!" The soldier responded before marching back to his post.
Bahamut Zero looked down on the humans in the castle. He was able to send an image of his witness to the Espers in the cavern. The espers leaned towards a pool of water which displayed the image. Thanks to them being espers, their magic powers deemed extermely useful.
Back at Figaro castle, the strange cloaked man that approached King Edgar earlier had approached the Chancellor. "Pleaseeeee," The figure murmured.
"What are you doing up here? This is restricted..."
FFVI-5: PII: 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