Wild Wild Whiskers
One of the sanest, surest, and most generous joys of life comes from being happy over the good fortune of others.
- Robert A. Heinlein
The sun was about to set as me, Hitz and Biscuits were about to enter the battlegrounds of Balga’s Dais. An eery wind swept over the mountain range — I knew something bad was about to happen. I preyed for my ancestors’ blessings as Hitz sat down on his knees and took out his moon orb. The glowing circle responded by flashing and giving an evil, but warm sensation. Suddenly, wave of energy engulfed us before we were transported inside the battlegrounds.
«Phew! Can’t get used to that,» I said to the other two, as I brushed off some sand that had blown toward us as we got sucked into the arena. Hitz responded by laughing; «Well, let’s just hope lady luck is with us tonight!»
I covered my two linkshell friends in a magical protective shell before we approached the coeurl, Macan Gadangan. Macan roared loudly, marking his territory. We had clearly walked into his turf, and he was not happy. The coeurl charged at us, but quickly blinded by Hitz who was our ninja for the night.
I cast silence on Macan to stop him from casting any nasty spells, but he answered by petrifying Hitz instead. I quickly undid the attack by casting Stona, and we were back in the game again. Biscuits continued to shoot the giant catlike creature over an over, before dishing out some big numbers using barrage. Macan responded by swiftly putting Biscuits to the ground and knocking him out. «That never gets old,» Hitz snickered.
After raising Biscuits, things started to heat up. «Wait, what’s that,» I shouted to Hitz, as Macan’s whiskers began to twitch violently. He was clearly casting something, and I prepared a barrier spell to keep Macan from damaging our party heavily. The Burst he cast on us did no damage as it was deflected by Hitz’s shadows. «Come again,» Biscuits said, imitating some waitresses he had heard in a Bastokkan tavern.
Upon killing Macan, we found a treasure chest that he had guarded with his life. Hitz walked over and opened the chest, finding a Penitent’s Rope. It was Hitz’s loot as he had brought the orb, and I was happy for him since he had been hunting for this orb for a long time.
I’m actually hoping to do a few more runs like this with my linkshell, hoping that I can dispose of some of the many orbs I have… and I really need the gil!
