Wednesday, August 30, 2006

First Day in Jeuno

I must say I never cease to be impressed with how fast moogles can get things done. Why they insist on living a life of servitude I will never understand. I heard a story once about a goblin who invaded an adventure’s mog house with plans to attack whoever entered first. Story goes that when the goblin wouldn’t leave the moogle cast firega five on him. Does such a thing even exist? I’m sure it’s just an urban legend but it still makes a great story. I’m not sure if I should feel safer in my mog house or worried about making him angry.

Moggle buzzed in before my bath water even chilled.

“Just like new Kupo.” He chirped.

Still thinking of the firega five story I thanked him graciously. “Looks even better than new to me. I don’t believe it was oiled so nicely when I bought it. Thank you!”

As reluctant as I always am to leave a still hot bubble bath I got up and ready to go out. I wanted to hit the auction house and get new gear before seeking a party in Qufim Island. I heard all the best of the best was sold here and I was crazy excited to browse it all.

I bounded down the steps to the auction house in Lower Jeuno. It was packed! Everyone was talking and shouting for this party or that item. It was a mad house. I loved it. I pushed my way up the auction house counter. This in itself was no easy task. I’m Elvaan but a bit on the short slender side for my race and there was no shortage of bulky Galka, tall Elvaan, and aggressive Humes to contend with.

My eyes grew wide with excitement as I browsed the selection of armor. It was unbelievable. I only wished I could wear even half of it! I was still level twenty so my selection was rather limited on what I had to choose from but wow did it ever give me something to look forward to.

I bid on the best armor I could afford and handed my old armor to the attendant.

“Excellent condition.” The attendant commented. “We shouldn’t have any trouble finding a buyer for this.”

I grinned as I thought again of my busy moogle friend.

“Thank you. I hope it sells quickly.” I said politely.

I suited up right at the counter. I had a bounce in my step as I headed toward Qufim to seek a party.

“Disgustingly chipper aren’t you.” Someone said.

I looked around and spotted the silver haired Taru sitting near a fountain with his head down.

“Foxx!” I shrieked as I picked him up and hugged him.

“@%*#$!#! PUT ME DOWN BEFORE I KILL YOU!!!” he shouted as he pushed me away. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!”

I laughed. “I’m so glad to see you Foxx. What do you think of my new armor?” I said as I turned around for him to see.

“It’s suitable.” he said in a much more subdued tone. “It’s good to see you made it here in one piece. That says a lot. Maybe there is hope for you yet.”

I wasn’t about to tell him how I got to Jeuno.

“Care to come sit with me while I wait for a party?” I offered.

“No. I’d rather die a hindered deaths than sit in that Altana forsaken place with a dirty Elvaan but…” His voice changed to a hushed whisper, “My offer does still stand. If you need help you know how to contact me. I see a lot of good in you. If you tell anyone I said that I’ll stab you when you least expect.”

“Fair enough.” I grinned. “I’ll see you around then.”

He nodded and I skipped off. This really was a good day I thought to myself. I am going to take over this town someday.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

White Knight part 2

His easy light-hearted nature took away all the embarrassment of my failed attempt to make the trip alone. A few cures later and we were ready to get back on the road to Jeuno. It was easy with the paladin’s help. His spells kept me hidden from all the beasts and beastmen in the area that would have tried to make a late night snack out of me. This allowed me to take in all the new sights without worry and talk to my new friend.

“So what is your name?” I asked.

He blushed faintly. I’m sorry. I completely forgot to introduce myself. My name is Brodie. I heard your call over the linkshell and told them I would come escort you to Jeuno. You’ll love it there. It is a favorite gathering spot for adventures who need help with quests, missions, gaining experience, or trading goods. Its design is quite amazing in itself. It’s built in layers with the port at the base, lower and upper Jeuno in the middle, and the government areas at the top.

He was right. I was impressed. It wasn’t so much the city itself but the high level adventurers in beautiful expensive looking armor. I felt star struck as I starred at them all as they sat around looking bored chatting with each other about the events of the day.

I started to notice people were stepping away from me and giving me dirty looks.

Brodie just laughed and said, “I think we need to rent a mog house for you. I’m sure you’ll clean up beautifully.”

Here’s the best part. The woman didn’t charge for the room. I guess the city was so happy to have us all there to keep the beastmen under control that they were perfectly happy to supply us with mostly clean rooms. This was perfect for my compulsion to horde gil greedily until I was wealthy beyond my wildest dreams.

“Well I think we should part ways here.” He said. “Room sharing is not exactly encouraged in Jeuno. Once you are ready just take the stairs down as far as they go then follow the hallway until you reach the gate to Qufim Island. It’s not exactly a vacation spot but it is the best place for you to find an experience party at your level. Just avoid traveling at night. It can get ugly fast. Please call me when you need me for anything. I’m more than happy to help.”

With that said he grinned at me, gave me his best paladin bow, and left.

My moogle squinted his nose at me as I walked in.

“Have a nice trip Kupo?” he said trying to look cheery.

I dropped my mud encrusted armor at his feet and said, “Yes, and I brought you an opportunity to excel. Not to rush you but I think I can get an experience party in this new area today if you can manage to clean these up in time.”

“I’ll get right on that Kupo.” Moogle sang as he flew out the door to wherever those silly things go to do such work.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I slid into the hot tub of soapy water. “Thank goodness I’m here and alive.” I thought to myself. I decided I would write Mom a letter before I left but I would leave out the near death experience part. No need to worry her over nothing.

This room had more furniture than my own house in Sandy. There I was still sleeping on the floor. I grinned to myself and decided I would be staying here a long long time. I was really starting to feel like I was moving up in the world.