Oh Diary you will not believe the day that Ronald and I’ve had! First Master had me meet up with these very nice people who call themselves the Scions of the Seventh Dawn! And their leader Mini...something (I’m terrible at names) is so beautiful! I love her pants too! I wonder where I could get me a pair like her’s. Of course mine would be a nice shade of yellow to match the Twin Addler’s banner. Of which I am a member now Diary! But more on that later.
Anyway, master sent me to work with the Scions on the ongoing ‘Primal’ issue. And can I tell you something in confidence Diary? As much as I respect the Scions they really need to figure out a better way of organizing their missions! They had me going from all the way from Vesper Bay to Camp Drybone back to Vesper Bay BACK to Camp Drybone…. Only to be captured by Amalj’aa! Then we were taken to some summoning field that looked like is was on fire but there were no flames! Everything was BRIGHT RED! The sun even began to look strange as this black circle filed the center. It all was quite scary for me! I don’t know what I would have done if Ronald was there!? He would have burned to a crisp! Suddenly, all of the Amalj’aa started to chant. At first I didn’t understand the words they were saying. You know, because I was KNOCKED UNCONSCIOUS by some stupid large evil meanie. But this is where it gets really interesting Diary! They were chanting to none other than the Primal IFIRIT!
At that very moment. When the whole world started to calm around me I knew I had learned the lesson that Master was trying to instill in me from the beginning. (For the rest of this imagine dramatic suspenseful music in the background okay Diary?) I began focusing on my target. his weak points and the precise areas I should concentrate my blows. As the mighty beast fell from his summoned position in the sky my tail tensed with anticipation. The mighty foe was before me - soon would he realize the fury of my wrath. I took a few steps towards him and he loudly laughed at my miniscule size in comparison to his hulking … hulk of a body. Illuminating with fire as bright as a thousand suns! As he and I, to mighty warriors locked in a power stare, evaluated our competition… the DUMBEST THING HAPPENED! Some premature annihilation type Marauder of a Roegadyn charged in! Without any grace. Just swinging his axe any which way thinking he could get the job done by pounding away as hard as he could without much style! I mean he didn’t even think to attack from behind because it is a better strategic position!? It makes it easier to slide in and attack the prime location because they never see you coming! GAH! So unprofessional! At least he kept the giant horned beast’s attention long enough for my swift hands and feet to get a majority of the job done.
And then… he died. Well… disappeared. I mean. Dematerialized. No that’s not right. He was just NOT THERE anymore. And there I was in a silent circle of fire. I managed to find my way back to Drybone where I had the opportunity to catch up with another Scion of the Seventh Dawn but I want to go again! I wonder if there is a task force for fighting off the Primals as they are summoned. Because I know I would totally be first in line to sign up!
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I wonder how Ronald would feel about training to be my Primal Fighter Sidekick….
Anyway, master sent me to work with the Scions on the ongoing ‘Primal’ issue. And can I tell you something in confidence Diary? As much as I respect the Scions they really need to figure out a better way of organizing their missions! They had me going from all the way from Vesper Bay to Camp Drybone back to Vesper Bay BACK to Camp Drybone…. Only to be captured by Amalj’aa! Then we were taken to some summoning field that looked like is was on fire but there were no flames! Everything was BRIGHT RED! The sun even began to look strange as this black circle filed the center. It all was quite scary for me! I don’t know what I would have done if Ronald was there!? He would have burned to a crisp! Suddenly, all of the Amalj’aa started to chant. At first I didn’t understand the words they were saying. You know, because I was KNOCKED UNCONSCIOUS by some stupid large evil meanie. But this is where it gets really interesting Diary! They were chanting to none other than the Primal IFIRIT!
At that very moment. When the whole world started to calm around me I knew I had learned the lesson that Master was trying to instill in me from the beginning. (For the rest of this imagine dramatic suspenseful music in the background okay Diary?) I began focusing on my target. his weak points and the precise areas I should concentrate my blows. As the mighty beast fell from his summoned position in the sky my tail tensed with anticipation. The mighty foe was before me - soon would he realize the fury of my wrath. I took a few steps towards him and he loudly laughed at my miniscule size in comparison to his hulking … hulk of a body. Illuminating with fire as bright as a thousand suns! As he and I, to mighty warriors locked in a power stare, evaluated our competition… the DUMBEST THING HAPPENED! Some premature annihilation type Marauder of a Roegadyn charged in! Without any grace. Just swinging his axe any which way thinking he could get the job done by pounding away as hard as he could without much style! I mean he didn’t even think to attack from behind because it is a better strategic position!? It makes it easier to slide in and attack the prime location because they never see you coming! GAH! So unprofessional! At least he kept the giant horned beast’s attention long enough for my swift hands and feet to get a majority of the job done.
And then… he died. Well… disappeared. I mean. Dematerialized. No that’s not right. He was just NOT THERE anymore. And there I was in a silent circle of fire. I managed to find my way back to Drybone where I had the opportunity to catch up with another Scion of the Seventh Dawn but I want to go again! I wonder if there is a task force for fighting off the Primals as they are summoned. Because I know I would totally be first in line to sign up!
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I wonder how Ronald would feel about training to be my Primal Fighter Sidekick….
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