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The Chocobo Champion
Chapter 1Next in Line
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Grenouille City
4:00 AM
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Grenouille City
4:00 AM
Standing alone by the map table stood a tall woman. She was fully equipped in armor, with deep blue cloth half-cape. The various cuts in the armor gave evidence to time in battle. Her blonde hair was tied up in a loose bun on her head. Stern green eyes gazed down at the map table, examining the various pieces placed on the map with veteran practice. Leaning against the table beside her was her claymore. It had a blue hilt, and a silver colored blade. It was a sword passed down to the greatest warriors in Rivienne, The Challenger.
“General Goldelle, they have arrived,” spoke a young man peeking his head into the war room.
“Let them in.”
The scraggly young man nodded, and closed the door behind before turning to address the crowd of nobles on the other side of the door. He wore simple leather armor, and had the standard stock longsword at his side.
“Thank you all for coming,” he began with crossed arms. “When you enter the room, please take your seats around the table. Do not touch the map table, or any of the pieces on it. General Goldelle will inform you of your mission shortly…Oh yea... only nobility is allowed to enter. The rest of you will have to remain out here until they have finished the briefing.”
With that said, he opened the door. He held it open as the nobles walked in. General Goldelle paid little attention to them as they entered, she simply continued to scan the map table. Occasionally she’d move a piece or two. Once everyone had found their seats, she turned to face the nobles from the head of the table. Her eyes washed over each of them, counting about ten nobles in total. Not many had decided to show up. That was disappointing. Suddenly the silence was broken by General Goldelle’s booming voice.
“I assume you’ve all heard that King Grivois is dead. The signing of the peace treaty last week was interrupted by an army of monsters. Now we cannot truly confirm that King Grivois is dead, but we know that finding out will prove impossible unless we take action.” General Goldelle paused for a moment, her hand tightening into a fist.
“We are preparing for war. The only way for us to defeat the Army of Darkness, as the monster infestation has been named, is to use the power of the crystals. We already know the land to the east has no intention of surrendering their crystal to us, so we will take it by force. But before we do anything, our kingdom will need a ruler. I’m certain you have heard of Nolan Grivois, yes?” Helene pointed at three nobles. Lockheed, Lanthane, and Mason.
“You three will be accompanied by a small troop of soldiers in a caravan headed north. Informants have confirmed Prince Grivois and his band of ruffians will be targeting this caravan. They think the caravan is full of weapons, but instead, you will all be concealed and ambush them. It is not necessary that you capture the prince. Kill him if you must. He will return to the crystal regardless. The caravan is waiting by the city entrance. Get moving.”
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Tiger Fang Garden
6:00 AM
In a circle of crystal clear water, atop a smooth gray rock sat a young boy with white hair. He wore a simple light grey kimono. His legs were crossed, and his hands rested gently on his hands. His breathing was slow, quiet, and controlled. His meditation was interrupted by the crunching of plants beneath boots.
“Lord Akai, we’ve brought the individuals you’ve requested,” a gruff voice spoke from the edge of the pond. The samurai motioned to the group of nobles behind him, his heavy armor clanking a little as his arm rose.
The boy stood up and turned to face them. He had a serious look about him, as if he had been thinking very deeply about something.
“You already received my letter, have you all not? If so you should already know what I’m about to say to you all.” The boy cleared his throat before beginning.
“Ny name is Otomo Akai. You may have been expecting my mother, but she hasn’t been seen since the Army of Darkness appeared in the Kingdom of Ventin. I now rule the Tiger clan by right, but many in our lands don’t think I am fit to lead. They couldn’t be more wrong.
The Kingdom of Rivienne is no doubt preparing for war against us. Our ‘eyes’ on the border have observed men gathering as we speak. However we only know of two places they can reliably attack from. The Battleground, which lies dangerously close to the fallen Kingdom of Ventin, and the sea. Our bets so far are on the sea. To ensure we are victorious in that battle I plan to enlist the help of a special friend you all know as the Queen of Pirates. Some of my associates from the Rat Clan have contacted her to ask for a meeting. She has agreed, so you will all accompany me there to ask for her help. If I can secure her assistance, then we will be guaranteed victory. Once the Land of Feurey sees that I can defeat the Kingdom of Rivienne, I have no doubt that they’ll accept me as leader of the Tiger Clan too!” Otomo clenched his fists, his eyes full of vigor. But suddenly, he was ambushed.
“Otomoooooo! Is this where you were hiding?”
A masked woman had ambushed otomo, tackling him into the pond water. She held the poor boy to her plump chest, cuddling him tightly.
“Get off of me you dumb whore! I’m meeting with our new allies!” Otomo yelled, kicking the woman in the gut. This sent her sprawling on her back in the pond.
“Why didn’t you invite me though?” The woman asked, her voice low and smooth. It was almost... seductive. She wore leather armor, with a simple cloth coat over it all. On her head was a worn amigasa hat, while on her face was a mask depicting a sad face.
“Just shut up for right now Ina,” Otomo grumbled, turning back to the nobles. “Just meet me at the port town Hikani’s dock. Tomorrow at noon is when we make a deal with the Queen of Pirates… What’re you staring at? Hurry up and get going!”
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