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[JRPomazon]

Seeds of a Vendetta
He was surrounded by ruin. The city of Alsvard was covered in battle scars after the previous battle in the war. It was slowly rebuilding itself, but it would be a long time before the city was like its old self. It wasn't just the buildings that were damaged, but the people were enveloped in a deep sadness for their various losses. He never considered himself a team player, for he had no allies of his own. He merely traveled around by himself, embracing what life had to offer him. He stood back and played the role of a spectator, watching to see what would happen. However, the time had come where he had to stop watching from a distance and be a part of the times.

The sun began to set as the crimson sky began to turn black. "The Alliance has failed." He said to himself. He turned his back on the city in shambles, beginning to walk off as the sun came to the end of its descent. "I think I'll give Ikana a visit, they seem like a strong lot. Should give me a sample of what I missed in the war." A grin came to his face as the moon appeared in the sky. "I'll see whether or not they deserved their victory." Was his mind consumed by ambition and madness? Or was it something far greater? His mind was made up. Jordan of the Whirlwind Spear was going to off to fight the veterans of Ikana.

Edited by JRPomazon, 21 July 2007 - 09:39 AM.

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

"Um. Where in the hell am I?"

The recent war had been a whirlwind of event. Unfortunately, XI had the attention span of a rodent and had no clue what was going on at any given moment. XI only knew one thing for sure: he had totally kicked ass! That was all that mattered, he supposed. He knew the Forsaken Fortress had lost, but who had won? Was it those zombie skeleton people? In any case, XI didn't care. All that was on his mind was doing something and taking control of his actions instead of seemingly and uncaringly watching himself do things as if from a distance. Speaking of watching somene from a distance, XI now noticed a cute guy come onto his radar. You see, XI had recently stopped denying his homosexuality-

Dum dum DUM!

-er. He has come out of the closet-

*dramatic note*

Nobody expects the-

In any case! XI saw an older guy with a spear. He hoped for some sort of quest that would bring several hardships, put its heroes in the face of potentially fatal danger, and have several plot twists and melodramatic comments. Why anyone would crave this instead of lazy days spent being bored XI did not know, but it seemed to be the popular thing to do.

"Think he'll make a good traveling companion, Sonic?"

...

"Sonic?"

...

"Where did you go, you stupid hog?!"

Ignoring this mystery for the sake of the story, XI began to approach this spear guy. While he walks on over to this stranger, let's look at XI's current ensemble. XI tends to change outifts often for whatever reason. At the present, he had an extremely torn up shirt over his torso, faded and torn jeans, overly-complex sandals, and his usual puny dagger dangerously hanging from his right leg. XI had brown hair and eyes, is about six foot, enjoys reading and talking to people he didn't know, and is-

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!"

-very clumsy.

XI, embarrased beyond belief, propped himself off the ground after having tripped on nothing. To his surprise, he had nearly collided with his guy he wanted to know for no particular reason. Brushing dirt off him, XI began to speak a mile a minute.

"Uh, hi, I'm XI! Yeah, like the number. I don't spell it was two ones, I do it with Roman numerals because they look cool. I'm not actually eleven years old, what kind of elevent-year-old would be wandering around by themselves? Uh, sorry if I almost hit you, I'm a completele klutz. Don't know what I tripped on back there! Maybe the Earth was just rotating too fast or something. Er, yeah, so I'm kind of nervous about meeting you, so I'm talking a lot. Don't ask why I'm nervous, I just am. Raging hormones, you know? Oh God, who are you!? Wait, I don't mean it like that! I just want for you to introduce yourself to me. Man, that sounds really pushy... But, anyway! Hi, who are you?"

XI was pretty bad at introductions.

Edited by 15-Year-Old, 08 April 2007 - 08:43 PM.

[JRPomazon]

OoC: Wow, I thought this story was doomed to die. Oh well, I'll just treat it as a little prequel to Goose's "Burp".

Jordan just stood there, baffled by the appearance of his new acquaintance. He scratched his head and decided to greet XI. "My name? You can call me Jordan." He looked at this kid and could only assume that there was something a little off with him. "What's your business with me? You don't need to tell me your life history or anything."

Edited by JRPomazon, 08 April 2007 - 09:04 PM.

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

XI could feel his cheeks turn red hot. This wasn't quite the way he had expected this conversation to go.

"Yeah, uh... You see..." he stuttered, "What's up? You look like someone who's off to do something fun. I've been pretty bored lately and I don't quite know where I am, so I could use some help; directions or something."

What? You sound like a complete moron! XI thought at himself.

"Or, you know," he continued to prattle on directionlessly. This probably could have used some more thought. "So, where you headed to? I assume you're going off and are to going to lead a stealth mission to steal a valuable item or something like that, what with the way you look and all. Mind if I join you? I could help! You hear about that war? Well, of course you have! I'll have you know I even managed to defeat Veteran! I mean, not to brag or anything."

Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up...

[JRPomazon]

Jordan looked at XI for a moment. "Beat Veteran, eh?" Jordan smirked. "So it is safe to assume you were involved in the War." Jordan chuckled to himself as he thought about this kid defeating Veteran. He believed XI, because he had heard rumors about this boy's achievements on his travels. "I'm heading to Ikana. There are people there who I want to fight." He was of course talking about the warriors from Ikana who also participated in the war. "If you want to tag along, fine. As long as you don't become a burden." Jordan turned around and continued walking. He didn't suspect XI of trying anything dangerous, but his hand was close to his spear as a precaution. After all, he did defeated Veteran.

After getting use to each other, Jordan and XI travelled across the continent. They found themselves in Ikana Canyon, where they met Goose, Rhiannon and Hakazu of the Hidden Mountain Village. Jordan battled with Goose to test his strength againist someone who battled in the dorm wars, while XI focused on getting drunk and doing the konga. After they sobered up and set out, Jordan and XI head out to Plentrich, captial of Lanasach.

Reclaiming the Past
The city of Plentrich was full of life as merchants and buyers did their business in the baazar. The sun, shined brightly as it commanded the sky. Jordan walked through the sand covered streets, keeping one eye on the street and another on everyone around him. A natural thing to do when you are surround by strangers who may mean you harm. His attention is caught by a pub that stood right next to the city square, a pale white buliding made of mud brick. "Let's take a break here. I'm kinda bored of these streets." He turned around and entered the pub, moving its curtain-like door out of the way to get inside.

Edited by JRPomazon, 29 April 2007 - 01:37 PM.

[JRPomazon]

OoC: I revived this story, saved me the trouble of making a new thead.

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

Pub? XI thought. Visions of his recent drunken episode crept into XI's head. Shuddering, the young boy followed Jordan into the white building.

The inside of the pub was unsurprisngly crowded with people taking count of their purcahses. The air reeked of body odor and alcohol, with sound echoing loudly from every corner. Despite the warm temperature outside and the resonating body heat spreading through the room, a huge, old-fahioned fireplace flickered in plain view despite the masses of consumers. After what seemed like ages, XI spotted a table for he and Jordan to sit at.

"Okay. We'll pick up some food from the bar once the crowd goes down. It could take forever..." XI started as he pulled out a wooden chair to sit at. With a quick glance to the elbow-bashing crowd at the two bars, XI sat down and continued, "Are we planning on staying here tonight? Or are we just going to pick up a bite and hurry out of here? I don't really know where you've been going after we left that desert... got a goal in mind?"

Edited by 15-Year-Old, 30 April 2007 - 09:27 PM.

[JRPomazon]

Jordan crossed his arms as he sat in his wooden chair. "My original plan was to get revenge on Ikana, for their actions in the dorm war. There were [img]http://forums.legendsalliance.com/public/ALOT.png[/img] of places that got screwed over pretty bad because of the battles. I guess I blamed them for the destuction because they were the ones that came out on top. That battle with Goose showed me that I was being narrow-minded." Jordan let out a sigh, lowering his head out of tiredness. "So, I guess my little vendetta is over." He chuckled to himself softly, giving a small smirk. "Don't get too comfy here, we won't be staying for long."

Jordan's eyes widened as he felt a shiver run down his spine. He raised his head up and looked around. Among the crowds of drunk men, a person wearing a gray hooded garb was sitting in the corner, about a table's distance from where Jordan and XI were sitting. His face was covered by his garb, only letting a suspicious looking smile show through. Jordan kept his eyes on this character, interested and frightened to see what he would do. A man was tossed in front of Jordan's view by his fellow drunks, causing a little commotion in the process. By the time Jordan could look at where the person was sitting, all that was left was an empty table.

Jordan was slightly unnevred, slowly turning his head away. He shifted his arm and heard a crunching noise. He looked down at his elbow and discovered a piece of paper placed tight beside him. He took the paper and began to read it. After giving it a look over, he lowered from his eyes and folded it in thirds. Without any pockets of bags, he placed it in his boot for safe keeping. A feeling of anxiety fell over Jordan's mind, resulting in him getting up briskly from his chair. "XI, we're going. Now."

Edited by JRPomazon, 30 April 2007 - 11:20 PM.

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

"Good!" XI cheered, watching the man on the floor, "Glad to see you're sick of this place too."

XI promptly jumped out of his chair and pushed it back to the table. There were three kinds of people XI couldn't stand: people that were full of themselves, people that made out in public, and people that didn't push in their chairs. XI began to joyfully make his way through the crowd and began to think about Jordan's last comment. He seemed to be nervous, XI realized. A note of tension seemed to have risen into the air and mixed with the shouts from the drunks.

"Okay. If something weird is up, you better tell me once- or if- we find peace and quiet in this stupid town," XI muttered, hoping Jordan and Jordan alone could hear him.

[JRPomazon]

Jordan kept on walking. Everything else around him just seemed to blur into the backround. A beat of sweat ran down Jordan's face, his eyes were still wide open. It looked like he just saw a ghost, proven by his pale face. "How? How could that information be known? There isn't a soul alive that knows about this except me. Who was that man?" Jordan found himself outside in the middle of the street before he came back to reality. "I got to get out of the city, it's driving me crazy. The sun was beginning its descent towards the horizion and the sky was growing darker. "Wait, my. . ." He looked down, noticing that his belongings were still on his person, his spear included. "Heh, I'm freaking out over nothing." Jordan took out his spear and pointed it's tip towards the ground. "XI, get ready. We're taking the fast way out." Jordan hated using his wind manipulation for long distance travel unless he needed to. Although it was much faster than walking, it took more energy than nessasary. Not to mention the fact that he hated making spectalcles of himself. Jordan slammed the spear into the ground, causing a gigantic blast of steam to come rushing from the earth below. The vapor launched him and XI over the city, heading north towards the sea.

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

"Holy shit!" XI shouted, "We're gonna die! This is it! Oh, my God, we're actually going to die! And in the most random way possible! Ohmygod, ohmygod! We're gonna die! Die as in dead! Our blood, it will stain the earth! Wait, what the hell kind of phrase is that? Oh, screw it! Goodbye, Jordan! It's been fun knowing ya for the last couple weeks! But we won't know eahc other any longer! Oh, Gawd! We're gonna-! Hey, what's going on?"

Jordan and XI landed softly in a deserted area.

"...huh," XI said, blushing hotly.

Edited by 15-Year-Old, 02 May 2007 - 05:31 PM.

[JRPomazon]

Jordan looked around his surroundings. It was a vast plain, a dry climate with little vegetation. He sat down on the ground and placed his spear next to his side. He looked up at the sky and began to watch the sunset. "XI, let me ask you something. Are you familiar with the ancient dorms?"

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

"Let's see..." XI wondered, remaining on two legs. After that little show, XI was determined to keep his red face out of sight. Instead, he focused on intently watching a dead tree that looked like it could be anywhere from a few yards to miles away.

"I guess not all that much. Never really paid attention. Why? Have we ended up in one? What, the Plain of Nothingness?" XI asked half-sarcastically. That sure was an odd question to ask...

[JRPomazon]

Jordan cast his eyes away from the sunset and looked over to XI. He chuckled at his sarcastic remark. "Well, time for a history lesson then." Jordan began looking at the sunset again, his eyes squinting because of how bright the sun was. "I'm not sure how long ago it was, but there used to be 3 dorms like the ones we have today. They were called Kakariko Village, Hall of Heroes and the Labrynith of Doom. They were around during the time the Alliance was having it's golden era. Kakariko Village was a small dorm, but it had some great members. The Hall of Heroes were your overall defenders of the common folk, always seeking glory in battle. All of those guys were classic examples of heroes." Jordan paused for a second. His head sank between his shoulders and his eyes were staring at the ground.

"Then there was the Labryinth of Doom. That place was a twisted nightmare of caverns and filled with equally twisted monsters. They could be called the great evil that balanced the alliance out. They coexisted with each other for decades, maybe even centuries. But then something happened. The Queen of the Labyrinth attacked Kakariko Village without warning. It was a massacre. In response to this, the Hall of Heroes were summonded to defend againist the Labrynith and give aid to Kakariko. That lead to more battles and eventually the beginning of the very first dorm war. One that the history books forgot to mention. In the end, not very many dorm members were left after the blood shed. Kakariko was wiped off the map and the Labrynith was severly hit, causing them to retreat back into their hellish home. As for the Hall of Heroes, there weren't many left of them and they eventually died out. Alliance forces took care of supressing another attack from the Labrynith and eventually made them disband. New dorms were created by the survivors and eventually got to the dorms we have today."

Jordan looked over at XI, who was still looking off towards a random direction. His face became serious. "However, I've come to believe that this age old war is about to be renewed."

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

Jordan's a good speaker... XI thought without really listening, I wonder if he memorizes passages from books or something... Wait!

"There's gonna be another friggin' war?" XI frantically mumbled, turning his head away from the distance, "Well, maybe I'll get a chance to be all tough and cool again! But... war's a bad thing, right?"

You're sounding stupid again, XI insulted himself.

"I'm sounding stupid again... All right," XI said, calming down. He tried to put on as serious as a look as he could, but he probably looked more like he was stiffling a yawn. With a forced deep voice, XI spoke, "So continue with the monologue. What makes you think these evil little futters have a vendetta? You joining up with them to take over Ikana Canyon or something?" XI's psedo-serious expression changed into a devilish grin.

Edited by 15-Year-Old, 02 May 2007 - 08:57 PM.

[JRPomazon]

"He wasn't listening to damn thing I was saying. . ." Jordan thought to himself. XI then came out and said "You joining up with them to take over Ikana Canyon or something?" Jordan's draw dropped a little and a sudden rush of anger came over him. "What are you, Nuts!?" He screamed loudly. "Why would join a group of murderers and monsters!?" Jordan got up and grabbed XI's collar, once again shaking him violently. "You saying I'm some sort of monster?! Huh? HUH!?" After shaking him up for a good 10 seconds, Jordan eventually reclaimed his senses. "Ugh, sorry 'bout that. You kinda were askin' for it though." He let go of XI's shirt and walked back to his spot. "If there was gonna be another war, I'd most likely be fighting the Labrynith. If they got their way. . ." Jordan's voice trailed off. A loud rumbling noise was coming from the ground. "Well, this can't be good."

Jordan called his spear over using the wind and grabbed it with both hands. "XI, I'd suggest you get ready to fight. Then again, if want to run go for it. I'll catch up." Rocks and Earth shot out into the air in all directions as a gigantic serpent-like monster appeared before them. It's rough skin matched with the terrain around him, violently moving back and forth from it's hole. "Well, damn." Jordan thought to himself as he rushed to attack.

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

Dozens of emotions went through XI as Jordan shouted and then flailed him around: surprise, shock, anger, fear, regret, and annoyance being among them. When Jordan finally let go after what seemed like an hour, XI nearly dropped to his knees, unsure of how to react. This Labrynith issue must have really struck a chord with Jordan; XI had never seemed him so angry. XI tried to say something, but couldn't get the words out. Jordan, meanwhile, continued on with what he was saying. Again, XI didn't listen. This time was not because of daydreams but because of more sullen thoughts.

The atmosphere seemed to shift when a roaring noise from the ground began. The snake monster eruped from the land, with rocks spewing all over the place.

XI, I'd suggest you get ready to fight. Then again, if want to run go for it. I'll catch up," Jordan said.

"I..." XI stammered and then yelled, "Like hell I'll run!" XI grabbed his dagger and charged foward behind Jordan. There was no way he was going to run away. XI wasn't going to be a stupid and helpless little kid a third time in ten minutes.

With determination, XI nearly lunged at the serpent. XI raised his dagger above him and prepared to slash it across its udnerside. Things turned for the worse when the dagger impacted and a large crack formed across it. XI fell back, not expecting this at all. Getting on his knees, XI frantically looked at the tiny weapon before in his hands. It looked like a gust of wind could break it in half.

"Oh, hell..." XI muttered as Jordan and the monster fought in the background. XI gazed at the monster's skin; its scaly surface looked rougher than boulders. Made sense, as it probably spent its time underground. Without even thinking, XI re-joined the fray by puncing it, again in the slightly less brown underside. And again, the weapon was injured; blood trickled in between XI's knuckles. It hurt like hell, but he would survive. From that particular setback, anyway.

The world turned upside down. XI could feel his legs being scratched up. Confused, XI tried to figure out what was happening. It didn't take too long to realize that the snake had completely unearthed itself. Its tail was dangling XI high in the air. How high XI didn't want to know. With a sharp twist, ground because down again. The pain in XI's legs intensified; it felt like the bones in them were shattering. Now the creature was squeezing him tightly... the pain was paralyzing... XI reached out before him...

Hey, my arms can still move... XI thought moronically.

Appearantly something was keeping the beast to distracted to focus on its new prey. Probably Jordan. Trying to form a coherent train of thinking, XI noticed his waist up were still free. Tightly gripped in his hand was the cracked dagger, which somehow managed to stay together. Looking wildly around, XI followed the snake's body up to its horrendous face. Trying not to think about its fanged mouth swallowing his crushed body, XI focused on its eyes. Well, there was nothing else to do. Praying for a miracle, XI threw the dagger in front of him.

The dagger had had it; it broke into two shards. Dust-like specks sprinkled from them. The snake turned its head at just the right moment; a shard sank into one of its eyes. The snake screeched out as a small amount of blood slowly emerged. The monster uncoiled XI and he fell to the ground. Unfortunately, that thing looked really mad now.

"...um, ow..." XI groaned, lying on the rough soil face-up, "how... the hell did that work?"

[JRPomazon]

"XI, are you ok?!" Jordan asked as he saw the serpent release XI and send him to the ground. He was still alive, probably in a daze after being squeezed. The snake turned towards XI, its eye red from the blood that flowed out. "So, it has a weakspot." With it's attention elsewhere, Jordan had the chance to strike. His eyes were focused on his opponent. Determined to kill his enemy, Jordan leap into the air at a great speed, tightly grabbing his spear with both hands. He ascended into the sky so quickly that it seemed like teleportation. Jordan stopped in midair, about 30 feet or so above the snake's head. He directed his spear down, the point facing the snake and began to fall towards the ground, the wind taking form around Jordan. It was a three second trip the to bottom. The snake turned its head, only to realize it was already too late.

"Checkmate." Jordan was standing on top of the snake's head, the spear piercing its eye through its lower jaw diagonally. The serpant came falling down and with a loud boom, the monster laid dead on the ground. It's mouth was wide open, blood trinkling from it. Jordan grabbed his spear out of the snake's head. "Eww, that's kinda gross" he said as he looked at his blood covered spear. He jumped down from the monster's head and ran towards XI. "Hey XI, are you ok?" His body was badly bruised and it appeared that some of his bones were broken. A sense of guilt came over Jordan as he looked at his companion's condition. "Damn it, look at you. You're all banged up." Jordan looked over to the snake and thrusted his spear forward, sending a piercing wind to knock one of the serpant's fang's out of his mouth. Before it landed on the ground, Jordan called the wind again to fetch the fang, which sent it flying towards Jordan. It feel short of him by a foot, and was picked up swiftly with his free hand.

"Hey XI, can you hear me?"

[Ken the Wandering Soul]

Wanderer had been continuing on his trek for quite a while. He had decided to go off the trail a few hours ago on a whim. So far there was not much to see, and he considered turning around when he noticed a sudden ruckus.

"What the--?" he wondered aloud.

After seeing a battle ensue between two individuals and what looked like a giant snake, Wanderer's curiosity got the best of him and he ran towards the two. They looked like they might have been hurt in any case.

"Hey! You need some help?" he shouted as he came closer.

[JRPomazon]

Jordan turned around as his ears picked up the sound of the stranger's voice. Jordan was still holding his spear and almost began to ready it for battle. His serious expression faded as he saw the man, he looked honest enough. He appeared to have no malicious intent, so Jordan lowered his spear. A look of concern once again came over his face. "My friend is in crappy shape. You say you can help?"

[Ken the Wandering Soul]

Wanderer closed the gap and came closer. He noticed one man looking at him apprehensively before relaxing. Wanderer did understand, he did carry a large weapon on him.

"I may have a broken arm, but I can do plenty of first aid with one arm and what I have on me. What help does your friend need exactly?" he inquired.

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

"I need painkillers!" XI whined, "Now! These legs hurt! Ooooow!"

The pain didn't start immediately. When XI was thrown to the ground, it was the shock of nearly being digested by a snake monster that took precedence. But after Jordan slayed the monster and the situation became more clear, a stabbing pain and a numb feeling took control. Thee numbness left in a hurry. XI could barely pay attention to Jordan and whoever this wandering guy was. But hey, he was offering help. Maybe he was an ultra-powerful messiah with the power to heal any wound.

"Uh, yeah," XI muttered, "Makeshift casts for two legs... Ow."

Edited by 15-Year-Old, 08 May 2007 - 03:25 PM.

[Ken the Wandering Soul]

Wanderer walked up to XI, kneeling to take a look at the injured legs. They were definitely going to need some immediate care.

Grateful that he had the supplies he did, Wanderer untied a pouch on his belt, pulling out one at a time some items for healing XI. He pulled out a small pack of some sort of mashed up herbs. He opened up the pack of crushed herbs and held it over to XI

"This is a moderate painkiller. It won't take the pain away completely, but it will take the edge off some. You'll have to swallow the entire thing. Be wary though - it's very bitter."

Wanderer then set to work wrapping another sort of herb to XI's legs using some spare cloth.

Edited by Ken the Wandering Soul, 08 May 2007 - 06:12 PM.

[JRPomazon]

Jordan watched on as the wanderer tended to XI's wounds. Broken bones and immense pain, that all Jordan got for a diagnosis. It didn't matter what it was, he felt responsible for all of it. Jordan clenched his fist and lowered his head in shame. "Damn it, why did this have to happen?" He could ask himself questions all night, but it wouldn't make a difference. The sun was almost gone from the sky, night was closing in fast. Jordan put away his spear. He looked over to the man treating XI's wounds. "Hey, what's your name?"

[Ken the Wandering Soul]

"My name?"

A solemn look crossed Wanderer's face as he thought the question over, stopping for a moment from tending to XI's legs.

You have no idea how much I wish I could tell you... the young man thought to himself. He paused a few moments before speaking.

"Call me Wanderer." he said, going back to XI's legs.

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

"Thot ah faak naam?" XI mumbled as he chowed down on mashed-up herbs. Taking a swallow, "I mean, that a fake name? Uh, don't mean to pry but it sounds like you may got a case of 'dark past' there. Then again, the name I go by is fake too... Erm, sorry 'bout that. I'm XI. This stuff tastes better than I thought it would..."

While the pain still remained, it felt like nothing more than a few pulled muscles now. XI's head was more clear now, or as clear as it ever was. Wandered now was focusing on XI's bleeding hand, forgotten thanks to the prior nausea. XI thought to offer to help himself, but it was probably better to let this stranger do it. He certainly seemed to know what he was doing. Lost in thought, XI was hit by a sense of deja vu.

"You know," XI said, "You look familiar. Do I know you?"

Edited by 15-Year-Old, 09 May 2007 - 08:29 PM.

[JRPomazon]

Jordan walked a few feet from XI and Wanderer, filled with mixed feelings. On one hand, he felt remorse and guilt for allowing XI to get in such bad shape. On the other, he felt relieved to know that someone was taking care of him. "I guess it could of been worse," He thought to himself. Jordan rediscovered the fang of the snake he had removed from the dead beast. It was sickle-like, almost long enough to be the size of a short sword. Jordan reached into a pouch with his belongings and took out a rusted carving knife. Once he got a hold of it, he began to cut away at the fang.

Jordan looked over to XI and Wanderer. "Hey Wanderer," he said, "do you know where we are?"

[Ken the Wandering Soul]

Wanderer continued to work at XI while processing the thoughts in his head.

"Well, it's just a name that fits me..." I am such a bad liar...

Wanderer then turned to Jordan.

"Honestly, I have no idea where we are specifically. I went off the trail a couple hours ago on a whim. I do know the trail would have eventually led to a town a sorts, or at least that's what I was told."

Wanderer perked up as he heard XI's last question. He took a moment to look at XI's face for a few moments. He tried to think, but a fog just blanketed his memory.

"I can't say I remember seeing you before. Why do you ask? Do you think you've seen me before?"

Edited by Ken the Wandering Soul, 10 May 2007 - 05:50 AM.

[JRPomazon]

Jordan continued to carve at the snake fang as he heard Wanderer's reply.

"Honestly, I have no idea where we are specifically. I went off the trail a couple hours ago on a whim. I do know the trail would have eventually led to a town a sorts, or at least that's what I was told."

The town he was talking about was most likely Plentrich, the place he and XI had already left. Jordan put down his carving knife and took a closer look around his surroundings. He put his head back just as he began to smell something. "It's smells like salt," He thought to himself, "a Sea Breeze?" As the smell of the ocean came to his senses, Jordan relized that the town Wanderer mentioned may have been a port town. If that was the case, things were beginning to look up for Jordan.

Jordan returned back to his work. "Hey Wanderer, tell me when you're done patching up XI . Once you finish, we can all set out before another snake appears."

Edited by JRPomazon, 10 May 2007 - 05:20 PM.

[31-Year-Old-From-Georgia]

"I can't say I remember seeing you before. Why do you ask? Do you think you've seen me before?" Wanderer asked.

XI wanted to say he had. Ther ewas something about this Wanderer that seemed so familiar it was almost scary. Was he from the fortress? Maybe XI had just seen him as a passing face somewhere. Or more likely, XI's mind was screwing around with him. That cute little exchange mistaking Goose and that girl- whoever she was- as other people was proof that XI had troubles remembering people and connecting names with faces. XI had probably just annoyed Wanderer with that question, as was usual.

"Uh... no. Guess not. Must have just confused ya with someone else," XI shrugged.

Jordan's voice came and said, "Hey Wanderer, tell me when you're done patching up XI . Once you finish, we can all set out before another snake appears." XI, not paying attention to his words as expected, noticed he was meddling with one of that snake's fangs. What's he doing with that? XI thought, Wait... snakes. What was it that Jordan just- oh, crap.

"God," XI groaned, "Didn't even think of that! No more snakes, please... I- I think with some crutches I'll be able to move. Can we just get out of here?"

Edited by 15-Year-Old, 10 May 2007 - 07:09 PM.