[goddess., I should be doing something else... get back to work... ]
Thus far:
The rogues-thiefs jump on the Child for the easy steal. Oddly, the Child just stares and stares. Almost upon her being,
almost upon her being... suddenly a strange man with the usual garb of armor and sword appears. A seemingly chivalrous
aura around him, he dared confront the rogues on his own.
Whack! Slash! Blood is spilled. Blood in all of its glory and un-glory.
Some of the blood lands on the girl's pallid face. On her tattered cloak. The "rescuer" engages the
enemies, not noticing the Child staring at him and the obviously-defeated gang. A few gils were dropped by the rogues,
now scurrying for comfort in the dark alleys of this insignificant village in Volgrath.
The Child eyes her rescuer. A total stranger to her. She retains her posture of curiosity. She extends her hand to this
Good Samaritan.
Child: Erte? Tyewher? Ejdkiju... (still extending her hand)
The Child sees that her rescuer is clearly puzzled. The man says something, but she does not understand. But the man,
probably tired from the short battle, slumps on the open road and utters other meaningless gutterances.
The Child again stares at the man. The man has been hit, a lucky slash from one of the attackers. She stares at this
little gash on the man's face, then mutters something...
Child: .....
When, all of a sudden, the anklet flashes a strong black/white/red/purple/yellow spectrum of colors! And lo and behold,
there appears a strange creature... white, with puny batlike wings and a dangling red thing from its antennae.
The "creature" makes its happy dance, a wiggle actually... then turns to the man, and circles around him in
glee. Sparkles fly, and what is this? The gash is gone from the man's face?
The Child smiles. And dances around like any other child, holding the 'creature' in her arms. Just like
cuddling a teddy bear. She shouts, "Moooggul! Mooogul! Ghaul daeehgd!"
After a few inane minutes of merrymaking (a rare sight in these dark lands), the "creature" she had termed
"Moooogul" waves away, then vanishes....
The man stands perplexed. Summon? Was that a summon I just saw? But those are creatures of legend? Is this
"Moooogul" the Moogle of ancient magikal times?
The Child feels pain again.... and a flower tattoo appears on the left side of her arm....
A hideous scar on the right arm, and now a flower on the left... and a summon? What does this forebode?