The God's Time

Sierra looks at the mirror. Sweat... so ugly, so... unladylike. After drying herself up, she smiles. There. MUCH better.

"Some hideous man in a robe? Psh, I don't think so. Then again, it could be serious... Eh." She goes down to the dining hall.

"Ah, Sierra! Ny Ny's been looking for you ever since you left her!" Says a little girl carrying a stuffed cat.

"Arly, sweetie, Nyrela's always looking for me. I'm her partner." Sierra explains, rubbing her young sister's head. "It's what happens when you have a mount."

"Phooey. I don't even see the point. Couldn't you just not practice with her and spend more time with me? The castle never gets attacked!"

"Now now, sis, you should know the moment you say that, bad things happen. Besides, I couldn't possibly stay cooped up in the castle all day! Not when I have to get better at flying so I can meet... him!"

"You're ALWAYS talking about that guy! HE'S not a noble! Or even good looking!"

"Says you! Now, if you don't mind, I have a few things to do today."

"You really should spend some time with me, though!"

So, what does Sierra do?

A. Train with her Wyvern. (Pick two others)

B. Spend SOME time with Arly, but not all. (Pick one other)

C. Visit the barracks. (Pick two others)

D. Go visit an armoury. Maybe you can get something. (Pick two others)

E. Go to town, visit a few commoner families. (Pick two others)

F. Go to town, visit the market. (two others)

G.Spend all day with Arly after all. (no options)

You have three timeslots, basically.

G.

B. For "bad idea."

So C.

Sierra shrugs. "Sure. But first..." She whips around and holds up a sack of gold. "I'd like to buy that trinket, sir."

Arly squees with excitement, grabbing it and holding it close as money changes hands.

Sierra smiles, happy that her sister was happy. "Alright kiddo. Now let's go talk to the magic man."

The two circle around the stage and knock on the post.

"Hm?" The mage, clad in a gold robe, smiles. "Ah, it's the ladies of the country. How do you fare, princessess?"

Sierra steps forward and opens her mouth, but Arly runs up and begins shaking his hand. "OHMYGOSH YOUWERESO COOL!" She gushes.

The mage chuckles. "Ah, it was nothing. I actually came to see-" He breaks off, looking at the trinket Arly got: an opal pendant. "Hm? Say... this looks like a pendant belonging to someone I used to know. She was always changing moods, talking about one thing and going into the next... but she always had hope." Sevagero smiles again. "It's very pretty on you. Tell you what, if you come visit me at my home in Verria Isle, I'd be happy to show you a few... tricks... with that. Good tricks, things that will help change the world. There are people out there, Arly, who want that pendant. Bad people, who will make it do bad things. Keep ahold of it, no matter what. Okay?"

Arly nods. "Okay." She says, walling behind her sister as she puts it in her pocket.

"My my, don't you have a way with words. Tell stories often? Sierra says as the three sit down on chairs offered.

"You know... every story has some truth to it. That just happens to have a lot. I mean every word." Sev replies.

Sierra hesitates, but then speaks up. "The Isle you mentioned. I was invited there in a dream." The mage's face begins to pale, growing more so with every word. "A man, cloaked in a greenish grey robe. He said that I and others were invited, figuring out our destiny, or somesuch. What a coincidence, huh?"

"Lady Sierra. Listen to me: if that man has invited you, you must NOT go! If that is who I think it is, and you two are who you are... Going there could be bad. REAL bad. But then, I suppose if he's... you must keep alert! If you see amything strange, with grey skin and specific colours, you MUST come and let me know, understand?!"

Sierra, taken aback, frowns. "Wh-what do you-"

"I'll explain it in due time, but for now, take Arly elsewhere. Come back later!" Sevagero says, pushing the two away.

'What... what was that about?' Sierra thinks, looking at her sister.

"Sis, I'm boooored. Let's go home and play ruler!"

"Hm..."

A. Go home and play Ruler.

B. Send Arly home now; Maybe Sierra can get information.

C. Go visit Nyrela with Arly.

D. Continue looking at market stuff.

JK. Go back and punch the thunder caller in the head, that can't go wrong at all!

((I will point out that JK doesn't have a V in front of it, for anybody feeling suicide-y.))

A seems pretty safe.

B, and invite her to help bake it

A for AAAAAARRRRRRLLLLLLYYYY!

Sierra growls. "With me, Blackarus! Arly's in danger!" She says, taking off in the direction she thinks it flew

Blackarus frowns. "In danger?! Count me in, my lady!" She says, following.

They fly for hours, but eventually Sierra passes out. Blackarus leads Nyrela down to safety. "Damn. Looks like we'll have to set up camp. Princess... please be safe." Blackarus says as she leans against a tree.

Prologue: A Sisterly Bond complete!
/Analysis\
You spent the whole day with Arly, learning about her and generally being a good sister!
You two met with the mage, and recieved a dire warning.
No fights, unfortunately, but plenty of story makes up for it, right?
/End Analysis\

So many more heroes...

A. I'm Caro Tekinen, a male Myrmidon from the country of Verlon, on the continent of Therdon.

B. I'm Ariana Firlo, a female Mage from the country of Ardian, on the continent of Therdon.

C. I'm Soujoro Muerchardo, a male Cavalier from the country of Berniol, on the continent of Belendra.

D. I'm Vergel Merzarick, a Mercenary currently on a ship.

E. I'm Kaze Rainex, a Soldier in the country of Anadal, located on the continent of Belendra.

F. I... don't know who I am! And I'm in a field with a portable mirror located in the middle of nowhere!

Vergel wakes with a start, already in the only two peices of armour he owns.

"The castle in the island? Why would I be invited there, I'm a no-name nobody."

Shaking his head, he goes up deck himself. He had gotten his sea legs not to long ago, but he'd still prefer to be on land.

"Why aren't we there yet?" Vergel asks one of his comrades, a girl Cavalier named Yellonda.

"You don't know how big the sea really is, do you, Vergel? It's especially big ever since those other continents flooded over." She explained, absentmindedly swinging her lance.

"We should have been there two weeks ago, I know that much. And you're liable to poke an eye out swinging it like that." Vergel said, grabbing a training sword. "Besides, swinging it absentmindedly won't help you in battle. Let's pass some time the right way, yeah?"

Yellonda looks at her lance. "You want me to put this up, don't you?" After a nod, she sighs and replaces it with a training lance.

"Alright, time to see who's better."

^^^TRAINING!^^^
Yellonda.
vs.
Vergel.

How should Vergel fight her?

A. Hold back a little.

B. Hold back alot.

C. Get motivated!

D. CRUSH HER!

E. Mostly defense.

F. Mainly attack.