Viisbyat [Private Roleplay]

[Shy Guy]

Viisbyat
Valefor, Ifrit, Ixion, Shiva, Bahamut, Yojimbo, Anima, The Magus Sisters

Plot:
The world of Spira is now in a spiral of death all thanks to Sin, a huge monster that blows stuff up, kills people and is near invincible. But this monster can be killed off by using the Final Summon. But to get the Final Summon, summoners must do a pilgrimage to all the temples of Spira to train and be able to use the Final Summon. Though at the end, it costs them their lifes. But here’s the thing, summoners are usually mages, as in, they can be killed easily and need to be escorted That is why they have guardians. Now you are a person in Spira. Feel free to do whatever ya want, though the main goal is to escort a summoner to Zanarkand and commit suicide to kill Sin. Say, did I mention that when Sin dies, it’s reborn ten years later?

People allowed to join
Arctic Master

Rules:
-All Aisenfield rules
-Godmodding is not allowed
-Total Character Control and Character Control is allowed.
-Be literate.
-All posts must have more than five sentences.
-Cussing is allowed, but to a degree.


Sign-up Sheet:

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My sign-up sheet:


Name: Rafael Isrude
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Class: Hunter/Dragoon
Job: Chocobo Knight
Description: A somewhat tall spiky brown haired male with green eyes. In terms of clothing, he wears a green eye patch similar to the one Vyne from Skies of Arcadia uses, on his right eye. Aside from that he wears a green shirt and brown pants similar to the ones Jecht from FFX uses, except only in a more olive green color. But on top on some of his clothing he wears armor. Namely he wears an small iron helmet shaped like a Chocobo’s head on his own head. Along with that he wears silver leg armor on his legs and a combination of light armor and clothing that covers his entire right arm. Oh and for his feet, he wears brown salt-water sandals.
Weapon: Lance & Bow an' Arrow
Other:

Name: Gwendolyn
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Class: Black Mage/Necromancer
Description: A black haired female with long hair. She wears a black wedding dress and has black make up on her face. She also sometimes carries a bouquet of red roses.
Weapon: Black Mage doll (BM from 8-bit theater)
Other: She was supposed to get married, but the broom died on the way to the wedding. That basically made her sort of emotional and goth. So for that reason she dresses up as a bride.

Name: Renn
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Class: Red Mage
Description: A black haired girl with pigtails that wears an outfit similar to Little Red Riding Hood. Except there are a few variations for once she wears black stockings and the dress itself is more is more darker looking. The skirt itself is a dark red color.
http://www.buycostumes.com/Hottie-Totties-Little-Red-Riding-Hood-Adult/21420/ProductDetail.aspx There’s where I based off her description…
Weapon: Staffsword
Other: The whole reason she dresses up as little red riding hood, is cause A. she admire Gwendolyn and wants to be like, that includes wearing black clothes and B. In order to go with Naomi on her pilgramage she was told that she needed to wear proper clothes and this was the only ‘proper’ clothes she had because she doesn’t exactly like shopping.

As for her class. Well she wanted to be like both of them, so she decided to learn both by becoming a red mage.

[Arctic master]

Phew! I made it before deadline! =D

Name: Avon Lorain

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Class: Warrior/Beastmaster

Description: Slicked down, brown hair, though some of it sticks out, making it almost looks like spiky hair. He also has brown eyes which seem to glow a bit when he shows strong emotion.

Avon's attire consists of a blue, short-sleeved shirt, the hems of the sleeves snugly fastened with leather to secure each sleeve. On his hands, he wears a set of large, leather gloves to keep his grip on his swords, for he's not a strong swordfighter in terms of skills.  He has a pair of baggy, brown cargo pants, secured with a belt and sword sheathe on his right side. The sleeves of his pants are tucked away in his iron-plated boots, that reach almost to his knees.

Weapon: Swords

Other: Avon has been transferred into the world of Spira, unknown to how he got there. Being that he traveled with Marcus, he hopes to find him there.

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Name: Naomi Opheen

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Class: Summoner/ White mage

Description: Naomi has almost fiery red hair that's short, though a little longer past her shoulders; however most of her front strands are curled forward on her right side. Her eyes are also a serious brown color, showing that she takes little nonsense from anyone; mainly her teammates in particular. Her eyes may flash a dim light, when using her magics.

Naomi's outfit is very light but apparently, she can get around with it. Her clothes are somewhat similar to a one-piece swimsuit, whilst a long, scarf-like veil is wrapped around her arms, almost as if she's ready to dance. She wears a pair of sandals, with small heels on them, making her somewhat taller than she is. She has a couple of accessories, one being her necklace, made of gold and fitted with an unknown gemstone of a sort in the middle; another being a circlet around her head, something to protect her from simplification; The final accessory being the small angel wing barrette in her hair.

Weapon: Staves

Other: Naomi performs the Sendings and is one of the many summoners to begin a pilgrimmage. She's aware of the consequences and despite that, she feels she'd gladly go, if it were to save Spira from Sin's wrath.

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Name: Nami Opheen

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Class: Scholar

Description: Nami's hair, unlike Naomi's, is an ocean blue, though in short almost to her shoulders. This is due to taking up most of her mother's traits, instead of her fathers like Naomi had. Her eyes are brown, sharing that much similarity to that of her sister, aside from other facial attributes.

Her attire is that of the usual Scholars, though, to show some individuality to that of the usual scholars, her robe is blue, instead of green. The sleeves are rolled back greatly, being that they're large, keeping them from getting in the way of her magics. Underneath the scholar robe is a white dress shirt separating that and her short, black skirt by a large black belt. On her feet are large, black boots, covering over her knees a little.

Weapon: Tomes and Grimiores

Other: The one going with Naomi to, hopefully, talk her out of killing herself for the next calm. She hopes that either they come up with a different plan to defeat Sin or they forget about defeating him; for she worries about losing her sis to the final Aeon.

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Alright, let's get this show on the road!

[Shy Guy]

After a long time, this RP is finally about to start. Yay! Finally an attempt at screwing around in Spira with pokemon characters.
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Final Fantasy:       
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"Wah!"

Drifting in the large baren sea on a lone rowboat, without paddles to row it through the ocean. Our two main heroes find themselfs Fubar.
Rafael which just woke up thanks to some seagull popping on his helmet. Took it as a huge surprise to all the changes that appeared, saddly while checking himself out, he almost had the boat flip sides and land both him and his travel companion in the ocean. His travel companion should I add, also woke up as the boat almost flipped over and was again, surprised.

"Rafael?"
"Avon..."
"Where the hell are we and, why did I get a wardrobe change?"
"Your bet is as good as mine Avon. All I know is, we ain't in Kanto anymore."

Both men then spent their time talking over their situation as their boat simply drifted accross different locations, from cliffs to beachs to a city landscape, they saw it all. Yet none ever came to their aid allowed them access to food which was helpful.
Three days later

"We've been on this boat for THREE EFFIN' DAYS! HOW THE HELL DID WE END UP HERE?!"
"Hell as I know. Now stop complaining, not like this is a pleasure cruise"
"Say, weren't we on a cruise before we got here?"
"I think..."

Eventually they reached the coast of an island, this being on their third day at sea. It was as if the sea was giving them a cruise through this new world and the destination for these souls being this island known as Besaid. Their boat simply crashed against the sand and both men just jumped out of the boat and started kissing the sand.

[Arctic master]

As the two kiss the sand, finally hitting land, Avon noticed that he was kissing someone's feet. He looked up to see it being a guy's foot. At that very moment, Avon felt very embarrassed... and grossed out to say the least.

"... Are you alright?" the man asked.

Avon was to horrified to say anything. Instead he ran back to the ocean and splashed water inside his mouth to wash out the bad taste in his mouth. However, the salt water didn't quite make things taste any better and Avon found himself coughing back up the water. "AUGH! I KISSED A GUY'S FOOT! DISGUSTING! WHO THE HELL KNOWS WHERE THAT'S BEEN?!"

"You guys apparently aren't commoners. Don't get many visitors around here, ya?" He turned toward his group, who the members were dressed similarly to how he was. "Alright, everybody, take five!"

"Avon, you okay?" Rafael asked.

"OKAY?! I KISSED A GUY'S FOOT! IF IT WERE A GIRL'S FOOT, I'D BE JUST FINE! BUT IT WAS A MALE'S FOOT! A PERSON OF MY SAME GENDER! GOD KNOWS HOW MUCH THERAPY I'LL NEED TO RECOVER FROM THIS!!"

"You'll live... Anyway, do any of you guys know a place where we can get something to eat? We've been drifting for days, now..."

"S-sure, yeah... Come on..." said one of the guys, heading back to his village. "I'll lead you back to Besaid."

[Shy Guy]

Quick querry, just who exactly reads our roleplay? Really, I find it odd to find guests checking this stuff out and the sorta high amount of watches, I mean I don't mind and hell, actually like it but still... Man, I wish this could be posted as a story so we could get comments. T_T. Yeah guests, I notice ya, if you have anything to say just send me or Arctic a message. We have hotmails alright. We are not f***ing cavemen who can't use the power of the internet.

Anyway... I suppose I should update this since I ain't in the mood to update OUR.
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And so Avon and Rafael followed the group of guys they met at the beach. Walking through the beach and into a forest like terrain with some ancient ruins added in

"So, where exactly are we?" Rafael asked.
"In besaid island ya'" one of the guys guiding them to Besaid answered
"Besaid Island? Alright, I'll specify. In what region are we?" Rafael asked, again, this time being more specific.
"Region? Eh, you two aren't from around here are ya?" the same guy from before asked.

In an attempt to avoid further trouble, Avon slapped Rafael's mouth shut with his hand

"Yes, yes we are... But... eh... we got... amnesia, yeah amnesia from... eh... being stranded in that rowboat for three days. Yeah, that works." Avon explained, in an attempt to not have them think their crazy.
"Wait, you were stranded on that row boat for three days? Ya probably got to close Sin ya. Ya know, the Toxin. It makes ya feel weird and forget stuff."
"Yeah, we got too close to Sin and can‘t remember stuff." Avon replied.

Getting the point Avon was making, Rafael then forcibly removed Avon’s hand of his mouth

“I get it Avon. Now… can you please tell us where we are? Cause I’d really like to remember but that doesn’t seem to be an option.” Rafael asked.
“Well your in Spira.” one of the men guiding them answered.

And that’s as much as I can f***ing take. So let’s skip to when they reached the town of Besaid
Once the group reached Besaid, some of the village folks showed some interest in Avon and Marcus due to their odd clothing, yet none bothered to approach them. All except for little red riding hood, which approached them as the group entered one of the ‘buildings’ in the village.

“Welcome back guys. So how was your training session?.” little red riding hood said.
“Pretty good.” one of the guys answered

[Arctic master]

"Umm... who are you?" Avon asked, "I know you were talking to them, but-"

"No." the red hood told them.

"Huh?" Avon asked again, blinking.

"The real question is who are you?"

"My name's Avon Lorain. Me and Rafael, here, have been drifting off at sea for a few days... And since we kinda have amnesia, we need to know... Just, where are we in Spira?"

"You're on Besaid Island." one of the team members said. "It used to be a Machina city that was destroyed by Sin."

"Wait, Machina?"

"Forbidden machinery that man made for the better of mankind. However, that didn't work well with the teachings of Yevon. It's one of those things that created Sin and until we as people atone for our crimes and errors, then Sin will never fully disappear."

"Wait a second... So Sin just breaks things without anyone trying to stop it?"

"Of course not!" the red head said, sharply. "Summoners all over have been trying to go on journeys called Pilgrammages to obtain Aeons to aid them in trying to defeat Sin. If they succeed in defeating Sin, then will come the Calm, which will give us peace... for only a few years..."

"Ten, to be exact," added one of the team members.

"So, these Summoners... they..." Avon stopped.

"What?"

"... Never mind. It's probably a stupid question... Err, carry on."

"That pretty much summed it up. Oh, by the way, do you guys know how to pray?"

"Pray?" Avon clapped his hands together, ready to bow his head.

"No, no, no," the red hold told him. "You do it like this!" She made a round shifting motion with one of her legs, while keeping her arms in somewhat the shape of a sphere of a sort. Then, once that was done, and her body was straightened, she bowed. "Simple, right?"

"Yeah..." Avon and Rafael tried practicing it. The red hood giggled at their attempts.

"You'll get it one day."

"So, anyway, we gave out our introductions and yet..."

The red hood stopped, realizing what Avon was talking about. "Ah right! Sorry! I'm Renn. I'm studying to become a Red Mage."

"A... red mage?" Avon and Rafael asked.

"Yes. They study magic of all kinds."

"Magic?" the two boys asked. Renn sighed.

"You two boys have a lot to learn..."

[Shy Guy]

It's been a while since this has been updated hasn't it? Oh well. Can't be worse than the wait time took to start it.

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"Today we may have alot to learn, but the day you come to our world. You'll have such so much to learn you'll be constantly swearing what the **** over and over again." Rafael whispered.

"What was that?" Renn asked.

"I said that today we have alot to learn, but the day you step into our terrain. Then you'll have so much stuff to learn you'll go nuts." Rafael answered in a blunt fashion.

"Is that supposed to be an insult?" Renn asked.

"Nope. It just means that I fear remembering this stuff might be a burden." Rafael answered

"Oh. So, do you two know how to fight?" Renn asked.

"No." Avon replied.

"Fighting as in, me fighting stuff or fighting as in me commanding a monster to attack other monsters." Rafael asked.

"You fighting stuff. Only a beastmaster or hunter can tame wild beasts to attack their kin."  One of the aurochs replied.

"Then I don't." Rafael replied.

"As I said. You two have alot to learn. So what about we teach you the basics of fighting and introduce you to the sphere grid."  Renn suggested.
"Aye. I agree."
"Yeah, I wouldn't feel right letting these guys go on and die without even having a shot. If ya'll know what I mean."
"Yeah!"

Before anyone could say another comment, Avon and Rafael's bellies then started rumbling.

"Can we please have something to eat." Avon requested.

"What he said!"

Later...
After lunch...
I  am not going into detail. But needless to say, all the team members that helped Avon and Rafael, along with those two and Renn were sitting on a wooden table with empty plates of food.

"I officially love Spira and all the great food in it." Rafael said outloud.

[LateForLunch]

Later...
After lunch...

Epic win. ^_^

Side note: I am so, so dreadfully sorry for interrupting your RP. But, really, I felt it quite neccessary.

[Arctic master]

[OOC: No, you're okay, dude. We want outside comments. =D It raises our motivation level by 5 points, which is one point higher than that of Yojimbo's max motivational level increase.]

As Avon had finished eating, he couldn't help but think about those summoners who risk their necks to defeating Sin. He started to wonder who they were and what they really did; not to mention anything they could do. In his opinion, summoners sounded cool, even though he probably didn't want to be one. Pulling up all due courage, he decided to ask Renn about it.

"Say, Renn," Avon popped, "These summoners, you said they go on adventures called Pilgrammages, right?"

"That's right," she replied, "In fact, our Summoner just went into the Besaid temple a few hours after you two arrived in Besaid. If you're lucky, you might be able to see her off tomorrow."

"Alright..." Avon nodded. "Now, what was that thing about the whole magic bit and all?"

"Right. Right..." Renn got up, wiping herself and making sure no crumbs stuck to her, "We also have a lot of books and stuff on the topics. Follow me to the library, Avon and Rafael."


The next day...


Avon was sprawled out on the floor, in front of some of the books. He spent the entire time learning about magic and the sphere grid and all of that, he didn't really sleep all that well. He was very engrossed, though his body couldn't take the lack of sleep. Rafael, however, turned in early and actually got some sleep. However, when Rafael got up, he overhead her talking to someone, just outside their little hut.

"-utsiders are forbidden. You know this, Renn..."

"But... they were deserted oversea! We couldn't just leave them there!"

"Regardless, they're leaving tomorrow. The boat that goes to Luca will be their ticket out of here. End of discussion."

The voice of doom happened to come from a girl in a long black wedding dress of a sort. Her long hair swung back and forth with every step, Rafael, at first sight, blinking twice in almost thinking that she was the Reaper's ascociate. The makeup she was wearing didn't make things any better either, for it made her face appear even more pale and show her emotionless expression toward the late teen as she looked his way. She said nothing to him, but kept on going.

Rafael took a look at Avon, but his sprawled out position and slightly drooling mouth wasn't making Rafael feel any better, but he supposed it was better than looking death straight in the face. He shook Avon a bit, who smacked and groaned, having been woken up, then turning around in his book pile, rolling back to sleep.

"Avon, I got some bad news..." Rafael told him, in a low voice. "Avon! Get up!"

Rafael noticed Renn come in, but she was quiet as a mouse. She didn't want to break the news to Rafael, though already had a good idea he knew what was going on. Though before she could even open her mouth to say anything, a distressed cry for help was heard in the town.

"Wha?" Renn asked, turning to see who it was and then heading to hear the news.

Rafael, hearing the cry to, kicked Avon to assure his loss of drowsiness and then hurried to join everyone in town about the news. When Rafael and Renn got there, they had a clear view of who was panicking and, almost to the point of exasperation, crying out loud to her newly acquired news. She was more than just shocked to the news, worry was showing on the girl's face, for this was news about the summoner.

"It-it's terrible!" the girl shouted, "S-she hasn't come out! It's been a full day!"

"Who hasn't come out?" Rafael asked Renn.

"The summoner. This is terrible." Renn pointed to the large structure up ahead, where the girl came from, "That building is the temple, where everyone goes to pray. Beyond there is the cloister of trials, where the summoners goes to retrieve their aeons. However, our summoner, here, was just starting her pilgrammage and she might have some trouble getting through. Something must be wrong..."

As the girl continued to cry, Avon found his way to the center of the town, still hopelessly drowsy so it seemed. It wasn't until he saw the crying girl that, at that moment, he was wide awake and was ready to defend whoever was foolish enough to have troubled her. Amazingly enough, he pushed through the crowd, ready to kick some tail.

"Alright! Which one of yous is responsible for touching a single hair on this girl's head?! HUH?!" Avon pointed to one of the random Auroches. "Was it you?!"

"N-no! No! Nothing like that!"

"Or how about you?!" Avon pointed to one of the townsfolk.

"Excuse me?!" he retorted.

"I dunno, you look kinda shifty to me. Who said you couldn't have done something unspeakable to her?"

"... Um..." the girl said, shyly, not wanting to interrupt him, "Excuse me..."

"... You crazy kid."

"Or even YOU!" Avon pointed to the grim girl that Rafael saw earlier. "What despicable thing have you done to hurt this beautiful girl?!"

The girl blushed. "Umm... could you please..."

The grim girl approached Avon, Avon feeling smug, thinking he was getting somewhere. "AHA! You admit to i-"

Before he could finish his sentence, the other girl slapped him square across his face, silencing him almost instantly. "You should wake up before you get out of bed. The girl's unharmed in anyway. It has nothing to do with her."

Avon blinked. "Then who is this news about?"

"The summoner..." she turned around, "She's been inside the cloister of trials for too long. It's been a full day. She should've been out by now..." the girl walked away.

"Huh?" Avon blinked again. "I... don't get..."

The girl who previously ran out of the temple stood up, no longer crying. "M-my sister... she's still in there..."

Avon, at the sound of that, made his voice sound somewhat heroic, "Aha! Don't worry, miss! We'll save your sister!" Avon said, bravely.

"You blasted fool! Do not go in there!"

Avon paid them no mind and hurried to the temple, a small crowd of people chasing after him and shouting things like "It's dangerous in there" and "You're not allowed" and "Only Summoners and their guardians may enter." Of course, Avon paid not a single word to any of their warnings and had already passed the point of no return.

[Shy Guy]

“Avon! Avon! Don’t you dare be stereotypical hero and get the girl! I WARN YOU!!!”
“Wait what?”
“I’m smarter than you. Don’t question me”
“Okay…”

So Rafael then attempted to run into the temple and climb the stairs leading to a big door, but before he could do this, Renn caught his attention as she threw two blue spheres around the size of her hands  to Rafael.

“Say the  words ‘sphere grid give me’ and finish the sentence. You’ll obtain the sphere grid if you do it  correctly. Knowing my sister you’ll need them. Oh  and after you get the sphere grid, you’ll be able to call  up on your weapons whenever.”
“Thanks Renn oh and wait, what do you mean?”
“Just go get Avon and  get my  sister out here.”
“Alright, got it”

And so, Rafael went up the stairs and passed through the door and into a room with a small hallway and a really  big circle thing with several magic inscriptions. Yet when Rafael stood on this, the large circle  started moving down like an elevator. Anyway… this led to another room with a  bigger door and after the door there was this  place with all these contraptions, but there doors were open to Rafael didn’t bother and just continued the  pathway will he found  a nice circle shaped room with a lot  of decorations and an odd heavy  looking Indian like door which Avon was banging. No, he was not humping the door!

“So… what’s the situation?”
“The  summoner is praying to the faith so she can obtain an aeon. But I can’t seem to get this door open.”
“It’s morphin’ time”

Rafael’s  next move was to give Avon one of  the spheres Renn gave him.

“The sphere grid?”
“Renn just gave them to me and told  me how  to  use them. I’m guessing we should use them.”
“Sweet”
“As I said before, It’s morphin time. Sphere Grid give me Justice.”
“Sphere Grid give me strenght

*scene went missing…*

“Wait. Where’s my the power rangers costume? Damn it. I wanted to be the red ranger.”
“Just help me open the door and check to see if the summoner’s alright”
“Alright then.”

And so Avon and Rafael attempted to open the big heavy Indian door  for what seemed like five minutes. But then, the door finally opened and a tired red haired girl whose  clothes appeared similar to that of  Rydia’s from Final Fantasy V(http://www.gamereactor.se/media/ug/12/41231.jpg). However, when her eyes made eye contact she suddenly revitalized herself and stood  in a fighting stance.

“How dare you come into the cloister of trials! This holy is place reserved only  for summoner’s and their guardians! Outsiders are forbidden.”
“But we only came to  check on you.”
“I don’t wanna hear  it. What I wanna hear is you  two yelling in pain though.”
“Ah.. ****…”

-Battle Initiated-

“Come forth, Valefor.”
After doing  some weird dance with a stick a huge flying bird harpy came down and stood on the summoners side.

“Any information you’d like to share Avon?”
“Well… the sphere grid is you. You should already know this info.”
“Right…”

Avon and Rafael called forth their weapons. Avon receiving an oddly large long sword and Rafael received a bow and arrow and a lance. There was also a wolf creature summoned to Avon’s side.

“A wolf?”
“I’m a beast master. I can call up on wild monsters and make them our allies in battles.”
“Ah…”

But before Avon and Rafael could keep  on chating, the bird harpy suddenly went into the air and attacked them with  a laser formed in its mouth. Thanks to the  power of dodging Avon and Rafael survived the attack.

“Hey you two aren’t supposed to dodge that!”
“Well excuse me princess”

[Arctic master]

"Ah, well, waste him wolf!" Avon commanded, pointing to the Aeon that the summoner... summoned.

The wolf charged and then jumped to bite down on it. The large winged creature flew up a bit more from the ground to evade the attack. It flew back into range only clawing at the wolf. The wolf whimpered, retreating back to Avon's side.

"Well, so much for that..." said Rafael. He reared up his bow with an arrow, aiming for the heart of the Aeon. However, he missed and was off by a few inches. The Aeon drew closer and tried to claw at Rafael for being attacked. Rafael strafed out of the way, nearly being slashed by the powerful talon. "Yikes! Watch it! Almost hit me with that!"

"That's the point. Valefor! Attack again! Fire!"

The aeon charged up energy within it's being, it appearing as an aura around it's body. It threw it's wings forward, shooting a fireball toward Avon. Avon was scorched by the ball of fire.

"Geh! Ah, F***!" Avon groaned, hunching over, clutching his arm, where he got burned the most harshly. "Two can play at this cheezy little game. Attack, Wolfie!" Avon's Wolf attacked Valefor again, then fleed back to his master's side.

"Aaw, feeling a little scorched. Here. Have a good Water spell and some Blizzard to chill you out!"

"Not on my watch!" Rafael shouted, chucking his spear at Valefor to save Avon from being defeaeted. The spear was purged deep into the Aeon's wing, thus crippling it's ability to maneuver in the air. It was wobbling in the air, trying to keep it's wing, while also trying to unleash the Water and Blizzard spells upon Avon. The summoner was surprised.

"W-what do you think your doing?!"

"Ending it!" Rafael shouted, then having pulled out another arrow and shot it directly in the mouth of the Aeon. Valefor screeched, before flinching from the blow and landing behind the summoner. From there, it turned a clear transparent and faded away into it's own essencess. The summoner was terror stricken, for her summoning was her only means of offense.

"Urk..." the summoner backed away. "Okay, I don't want anymore trouble..."

"We're not here to hurt you or anything..." Avon spat through his teeth.

"Right, and I suppose entering the Cloister of Trials without permission is some sort of rescue attempt?"

"Actually, yeah, it is." Avon said, indulgently, "If you didn't know, everyone, including your own sisters, were worried sick about you! One of them even ran out the temple crying because she was worried! We came in here to rescue you!"

The Summoner felt a bit ashamed, but could only resort to one recovery, "W-well, what do you guys think you're doing in here?! Don't you know that only the Summoners and their guardians are allowed in here?!"

"Oh, pardon me for being new. I mean, after being torched by something 7 times my size really messes with my brain cells. Also, we've been drifting overseas for almost three days wit-" Avon couldn't continue his rant, due to all the wind being knocked out of him.

"Okay, Avon, too much unnecessary information... Anyway, you're okay, right?"

She nodded. "I'm Naomi. Sorry about that..." She bowed in respect. "Come on, I have to let everyone know that I'm okay."

Naomi rushed out before any of the guys, both surprising them and catching them off guard with her sudden burst of energy.

"Hey! Don't forget us!" Avon shouted, blinking.

[Shy Guy]

“I warned you Avon, I freaking warned you”
“I know, I know. But still, what if she didn‘t come out alright?”
“Whatever… now… why hasn‘t wolfie here left?”

“What do you mean why haven’t I left?”

“Gah! Rafael did you hear that?”
“Hear what?”
“Wolfie… talked.”
“Didn’t you say you were a beast master. Whatever that is?”
“Oh, OH right. I can control beasts and stuff… I’ll study the matter later.”

“Can you please give me a name?”

“A name?”
“Yeah. I don’t want to be known as Wolfie all the time. It sounds like a puppies name man.”
“Eh… let’s see… Oh I know, a spike. Cause of your spikey teeth.”
“It’ll do.”
“Talking to the wolf?”
“Yes.”
“…Well enough side-tracking. Let’s head back to Renn and the others.”

And so the now trio left the cloister of trials and headed back to the temple where they were greeted by the Temple monks who were about to lecture them till Naomi, Renn, some other girl and goth bride intervined.

“So what do you two have to say about entering the cloister of trials?”
“We have to say this, f-”
“They are my guardians. They have the same rights to enter the cloister of trials as I do.”
“Lady Naomi! But why would you allow these strangers to be your guardians?”
“Cause their power surpasses that of  an aeon. Well for now at least.  Besides, even with my sisters. We still need some swordsmen to take to the front and take all the hits they can while we cast our spells.”
“Your using us?”
“Would you rather be lectured?”
“No. I mean, yeah, we are Naomi’s guardians. Now please excuse us.”

So the trio evaded a long lecture from the temple monks and left the temple alongside four females and headed to a hut near the temple.

“So you two actually defeated Valefor? That’s impressive for two amateurs.”
“Thank you, you two for checking on my sister. I was so worried about her you know.”
“Thanks and your welcome. Ladies whose name I don’t know.”
“Oh sorry. My  name’s Nami.”
“It’s Gwendolyn, Gwen for short.”
“So Naomi are you serious about them becoming your guardians?”
“It’s something not meant to be discussed here and now. But consider yourselves her guardians for now?”
“Why? Cause we’re strangers? Look Gwendolyn, just cause we are new does it mean we are retarded. Avon here should be a living encyclopedia by now considering all the books he red. So do yourself a favor and decide our fate now”
“Actually he only knows a quarter of what we now.”
“A quarter?! But I spent all night reading and how do you know that?”
“I’m a scholar. Books are my thing.”
“You speak like you know, yet you know nothing Your words are nothing but a waste till you understand the concepts of our world and the ideals of the situation.”
“Then, I shall learn.”
“Enough. This discussion will get you two nowhere. Besides, I already decided they are going to be my guardians. I already explained my reasons to the temple monk. So I need no need to explain myself over.”
“Did I not say we were going to discuss this later? Like it or not.”
“…My mind is made up. You cannot change it.”
“…We’ll talk about it later. But now I leave.”

Gwendolyn then left the hut.

“Hmph. Renn let’s go practice our magic and try to have you master esuna.”
“Okay Naomi.”

Naomi and Renn then left the building. Leaving only Nami, Avon, Rafael and Spike in the hut.

“Well… since I have nothing better to do. I’ll go check Renn and Naomi out, might even learn a thing or two while there.”

So Rafael himself left.

[Arctic master]

Avon turned to the others who left, almost surprised how they just uped and left him like that. "OH SURE! LEAVE ME ALONE WI-" Avon then noticed Nami looking at him and he turned over, almost surprised but definately shocked to see her, "Hello, Nami."

"Smooth dodge, there. Smooth dodge." Spike told Avon.

"Thank you for trying to help." Nami replied, even starting to tear a little, "I'm sorry you had to see that. I wish I were stronger..."

"You're going on this Pilgrammage with us, right? Don't worry too much about it, alright?"

Nami nodded and sniffed. "But that's not the reason I'm crying. It's the coming Calm that I am."

"The Calm?"

"The peace after Sin is defeated... Thats what has me sad..."

"Why does that make you sad?"

"..." Nami got up and left. She didn't have the heart to explain it. Avon blinked, wondering what he said wrong.

"... Was it something I said?!" Avon shouted to Nami.

"I sense some other distress. Probably not from your words."

"And how can you tell?"

"I'm a wolf. I can... smell these things."

"Riiiiiiiiight..."


The next day...


The group of six made their way to the boat, Nami being farthest behind. The Besaid Auroches were also following them, since the boat lead to Luca, where their next tournament was. As with the group of six, Naomi, the second eldest of the sisters, turned around to hurry the group. "Come on, guys! We don't want to keep them waiting!"

"Sheesh, Naomi! Where's the fire?" Avon sighed, sleepily. He had another long night of nothing but books.

"Look, you, I want to bring peace to the world, as soon as possible. And I can't do it alone or if you guys are slow, alright?! Now, onwards!" Naomi marched on forward, hastily.

Renn placed an arm on Avon's shoulder. "It's alright, she's always doing this. Even as a little kid, she's always so hasty. It's almost still funny now."

"No, it'll be funny if she fell while she was trying to be hasty." As Rafael said that, the group noticed Naomi trip over something buried in the sand. She lied there, dazed, cursing herself for being so hasty. "Now THAT'S funny!" Rafael started to laugh. However, he found himself being whacked over the head with a long stick of meat.

"Silence! Do not laugh at the summoner!" an old lady told her.

"I can laugh at her all I want, you old fart. Ha-haha-ha-ha." Rafael took another lick from the piece of meat. "OW! Do that again and I'll take a bite out of that stick of meat you're hittin' me with!" The arguement started to go back and forth.

As Rafael and the old lady argued, Gwendolyn and Renn helped up Naomi, who dusted herself off from the sand. "Ugh, no one saw that, I hope..." Naomi then looked up to see the whole dock of people awaiting her departure. Naomi twitched an eye. "... Crap..."

[Shy Guy]

Damn, spacing every sentence does make things longer. Even though i consider it cheap from the writters part. Oh well. Surely no alot of writters use this technique commonly.
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As the group bid Besaid Island a do, the townsfolk said their goodbyes to Naomi and Rafael got hit where it hurt due to a rude comment he made. Now at sea the group started doing… the hell they wanted. Rafael was getting lectured by Gwendolyn, Nami and Avon were downstairs makin’…  (To hell with it) out, Spike was outside puking due to sea sickness, Naomi was just enjoying herself and Renn was training.

“Why must you keep making these rude comments? Do you show lust for such things or are you just a sinspawn in human disguise?”

“Cause I give five, ten, twenty, fourty, eighty, a hundredth and sixthy, three hundredth and twenty, six hundredth and forty and a thousand and eighty damns about what people thing. I’ll do as I please and say what I will.”

“…Why?”

“Why? Cause when I was in… oh to hell with it, when I was in Hoenn I got framed for a crime I didn’t commit and the police went after me after that, I even tried being reasonable but they failed to believe me. So now, I say screw the rules. If they ain’t gonna help me when I need them, then why bother upholding them”

“This isn’t about the rules, it’s about you bring a rude, ungrateful, smartass and shameless brat.”

“Is that all? Cause I assure you that I hold no plans to change unless I have a proper reason.”

“You want a reason? You are escorting the one who will defeat Sin. Show dignity for you and for her!”

“She has dignity? I always thought she was as bad as me except she’s suicidal?”

“So you know…”

“Yep, she’s doing a kamikaze attack. Kill the enemy at the expense of your own.”

“………”

“What? It’s the truth and you know it”

Gwendolyn’s reply was not a vocal one but an action as she started casting a spell that made a big zombie hand appear from the floor and grab Rafael by neck and lifted him up in the air.

“Brains!”

“Listen up you street trash, I’ve just about HAD IT with your attitude! From this point on, you will NOT be allowed to speak so dirty around my sister or me. Cause if you do, I won’t hold back my anger, you WILL taste my wrath and I don’t care if you ARE a human or not! I won’t tolerate you any longer! Got it?!”

“*gulps*”

“Good. Now be a good boy and don’t screw around.”

The zombie hand then disappeared in a large group of fireflies and Rafael learned his lesson and left to the deck of the ship where the besaid aurochs were training their ball juggling skills with their feet.

“So what’s up with the juggling act?”

“It’s to master the ball ya, to win the game ya gotta be the ball and know where to move.”

“…Alright, where’s the crack pipe? I know you have one.”

“Crack?”

“………I could make so many comments right now but I don’t feel like tasting zombie…”

“Something up ya?”

“Must… resist… Gah! Just tell me how to defy the laws of physics and I’ll help you win whatever game you’ll play”

“laws of physics?”

“Just how poor are these freaking schools?! Alright, fine, I’ll put it in idiot speak. How do I backflip without breaking my back, how do I
do a high jump and defy the laws of nature.”

“Oh the jumping thing, right. But wouldn’t you wanna know how to play the game first?”

“If Gwendolyn doesn’t stalk me and put a leash on my neck I’ll swear to you that, You ARE going to win or else I’ll dress as an animal and become Gwendolyn and Naomi’s pet for a week for each, I’ll even wear a collar.”

“Eh… so you want to learn how to play, yeah or neah”

“Yeah”

And with that Rafael spent the rest of his time with the aurochs all while Rafael feared for Gwendolyn to overhear him. Surely he learned his place now.

To give variety, we’ll join Spike who is still puking and mentioning every known cuss word and word used to insult and using it against the sea and Avon.

[Arctic master]

[Mind me, it's a bit lengthy, due to how far the next savepoint was from the ship to Kilika. I wanted to, at least, add the Sin attack. o_o" Didn't know that it was going to be THIS long...]

"Wait, so does anyone even know where we're going?" asked Rafael.

"We're going to Kilika Island. The next temple is there," Naomi explained, "Then we change boats and head for Luca. Everyone else will be praying for the Auroch's victory, too. You two better pray too, alright?"

Rafael was almost tempted to say something rude, but choked out his next choice of words, in fear that Gwendolyn might be lurking by. "Al... right..."

"Oh yeah that reminds me," Gwendolyn said, coming from nowhere. "If you wo anything to interfere with Naomi's Pilgrammage, we won't take it lightly."

Rafael blinked. "Why bring that up? You think I like Naomi, or something?"

Gwendolyn gave Rafael another sharp glare. "Just in case you decide to get any ideas..."

Rafael laughed. "Right... I don't like Naomi like that..."

Naomi seemed to have gotten offended by that. "And what's wrong with me?! Huh?!"

Before Rafael had a chance to answer, there was a large bump from under the ship. The waters got extremely rough and knocked nearly all the members about on the crew. The attack even drew Avon and Nami from down under the decks, both looking a mess but quickly fixing themselves.

"What the hell hit us?!" Avon shouted.

"SIIIIIN!" shouted one of the sailors on duty.

Everyone went to go get a look at Sin. A group of reckless men manned the harpoons and aimed them at the emerged fin of the beast.

"What the hell are you doing?! You shoot that thing and we'll all going down with the ship!" shouted one of the other crew members.

"Sin's heading for Kilika Island! We have to distract it! There's families in Kilika... I'm sorry, Lady summoner..." He and the other reckless men fire the harpoons. One missed but the other held fast to the beast's fin. The group got battle ready and prepared to attack the fin.

"Wait a minute, this is only what? The Fin? How big can this thing be?" Avon asked.

"You don't want to know..." Renn replied.

The beast shot out small drones of a sort toward the ship, the three drones landing in front of the ship, thus breaking the deck up. One of the crew members complained about it just being washed too. The drones emerged from their shells, turning out to be somewhat large creatures, with imposing wings, spread upward.

http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Image:Sinscale4.jpg

"Oh crap! What are these things?" Avon asked, drawing his sword, Spike also joining his side.

"Sinspawn." Gwendolyn replied. "Don't bother trying to kill them all. Let us attack the fin and you guys keep them off of us."

"That's it?!" Avon scoffed. "Piece a cake!"

Spike scoffed, for a different reason. "Easy for you to say..."

The two went in and attacked. Rafael was about to start attacking the sinspawn as well, but Gwen held him back.

"Wait. Your bow and arrow might prove useful for attacking sin. Attack him. Me, Renn and Nami will help you out."

"And me?" Naomi asked.

"... Keep them healed up. We don't need Avon getting reckless. There's only so much he can take."

Naomi blinked. "That's it? I have the power of Valefor on my side! Surely, I-"

"Who's the older sister, here?"

"But who's pilgrammage is this?"

"... Touché. But still, you're a summoner. We're your guardians. Let us deal with the fighting."

Naomi huffed. "Fine." She hurries over to Avon, to offer him some healing aid.

The battle was over, amazingly quick, thanks to the constant assault of spells, and three of Rafael's arrows. The reason it was over so quickly was also due to the fact that the harpoon finally gave into the pulling waves and once a wave finally hit the deck, once more, the harpoon shooter snapped right off, Sin soon following afterward. The waters finally calmed, for the most part, and everyone appeared to have recovered from the recent attack and all the bumping around from the directions that Sin had them swishing around. However, someone was missing, though it was surely easy to tell.

"Wh-what..." Nami said, starting to hyperventilate, "Where's Avon?!" She looked around. He was nowhere to be found. "AVON!!!" She screamed.

Spike, still being on the deck, looked down under the deck. He knew where he was. "He's down there..."

"WHAT?!" Nami screeched. She tried to jump overboard to save him, but Renn and Gwen held him back.

"Nami, no! You can't swim, remember?!"

"I'll TRY! I'LL TRY!!" she cried. It was no use; she couldn't fight them back.

"Stand back, I got this..." Rafael said, then jumping over and going down under to save Avon. One of the crew saw him jump over and shouted "Man overboard" before tossing out the anchor.

**********

Underwater, Avon was getting attacked by scale versions of the sinscale. They continuously shreded through Avon with their thorned bodies, repeatedly ripping through him.
http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Image:Sinscale2.jpg

However, as Avon was getting torn to shreds by these sinscaleThree arrows pierced through the attackers, killing them off and turning them into pyreflies. Rafael tossed Avon a potion, bringing him back to life and healing his wounds. Avon kept his breath held, remembering having fell off the boat, that he was underwater. However, before the two could resurface, they were attacked by a large, jellyfish-like sinspawn.

http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Sinspawn_Echuilles

Avon twitched an eye, gut feeling telling him that they're not getting away without a fight, here. But he wasn't too worried; they defeated Valefor with some problems, but this guy couldn't be too bad, right? Avon's unworried feeling was right. With Rafael dealing with any more sinscale and Avon attacking the thing directly, the battle was shortlived. The sinspawn turned into pyreflies and disappeared, taking any Sinspawn that were with it down with it. Avon and Rafael hi-fived each other after beating down the Sinspawn, though rushed to the surface, in dire need of a breath of fresh air.

*********

While they were fighting the Sinspawn, Sin, itself, was headed to Kilika. There, it formed a large tidal wave and created high winds, destroying and sucking in anyone and anything that wasn't latched down into the seabed. Families and homes were destroyed, lives were lost. Hours after Sin left, having doing his random damage for one day, the group's ship arrives to see the damage. And to them, it was all but the words "a pretty sight." Avon was laying down in Nami's lap, most of the others being behind him, looking at the remains of the town in Kilika Island, almost surprised of the damage that Sin had done. Naomi, however, was at the front of the ship, leaning forward on the barrier that kept her from falling off the ship.

"I will defeat Sin..." she muttered, "I will bring forth the next calm..." She muttered this to herself repeatedly, at least until they would arrive to Kilika port.

"So, let me get this straight... That was only the fin..." Rafael said, breaking the somewhat saddening moment of the sight of the town in Kilika, "So, this thing is ten times larger than that?"

"Do you have to break the sad moment here?" Renn asked.

"I'm just wondering... THAT'S the thing we have to take down?"

"Sadly, yes. Which is why we're not going to plan on tackling the thing alone. We need a few more members in our group, if we EVER choose to do something like that... I doubt we will, since all Naomi has to do is gain the final Aeon."

"Wait... Final Aeon?"

Renn sighed. "I don't feel like explaining it now. This is just too much to take. I'll tell you later..." Renn went on into the back room.

They soon reached Kilika port, docking and then unloading the passengers to the docks. There wasn't much of a big welcome, for most of the villagers were... out of commission.

"Lady summoner!"

"Right!" Naomi cleared her voice, temporarily getting the things she had chanted over and over out of her head. "I'm Lady Naomi. I've come from the Island of Besaid. If there is no other Summoner present, I shall do the sending."

"Sending?" Avon asked. "Is that some sort of ritual where you send the dead guys to the farplane?"

Naomi seemed surprised, even Nami. "You are learning, aren't you?" Nami asked, then giving Avon a quick peck on the cheeck.

"Yes, thanks be to ye. We were afraid that our loved ones would become fiends." said one of the villagers. With that, the villagers escorted Naomi to the place of the sending, where she'd perform the sending of the lost ones to the farplane.

"Wait... Sending? Avon, you were actually reading this?!" Rafael asked.

Avon nodded. "The dead need guidance. As the books say, the dead may be filled with grief over their own death, and thus, they may refuse to face their fates. They yearn to live on, and resent those still alive. In a sense, they envy the living; and in due time, that turns to anger, even hatred. If those souls were to remain in Spira, they'll become fiends that prey on the living. Sucks, doesn't it?"

"... I thought you were reading on how to be a Beastmaster?"

"I was but then I got sidetracked and pulled up a book about fiends and the Farplane. It sounded pretty interesting so I picked up the book and stormed through it. The Farplane, as you may have figured out, is the place where these souls rest in peace."

"Summoners do this, though?" Rafael asked.

"Yep. It's their job." Nami added.

Naomi then walked toward the water, slightly floating from the surface.  After reaching the middle, beneath the surface resting the coffins of the lost souls, Naomi began to slowly spin about, twirling her staff in her hands. As she began to pick up the pace in her dance, the pyreflies within the coffins began to come out and the souls were being released from the beings within. Also, a small fountan of water elevated her up a few feet, while she performed the sending, empowering her sending and leading the pyreflies toward the Farplane. Families watched, in sorrow and the other members of the group watched in silent horror, having never seen this before.

When the sending was completed, Naomi came back onto the decks of the town, and made a small prayer for the people of Kilika.

"Sheesh, it must be rough being a Summoner..."

"Naomi... she knew right from the start that this is what it meant... All we can do now... is protect her along the way... until the end..." Nami seemed to have let go of Avon and turned away, heading to do something to help the town recover from Sin's attack.

"The... end?" Avon asked.

Nami stopped. "... until she defeats Sin, of course..."

"Oh... Right..." Avon scratched his head, sheepishly.