Life of a World [Emet-Selch, Open]

[attr="class","niknik4"]ciru-ajiru, blue mage

[attr="class","niknik2"]Ciru-Ajiru looked up at the massive crystal in the distance. Standing in the plains, he had only just left Libertas, which seemed to be literally the only town on this island. But the island itself was fairly new. Apparently created during some event and since then explorers have been coming here. The crystal he was looking at was aptly named "Grand Crystal". "Fairly simple name for such a powerful artifactaru," the tarutaru said while he pulled out a map. The place had been scouted and explored entirely these past years, so it was easy enough to acquire a map of the place.

Looking over the map Ciru-Ajiru disregarded the mountains, or volcano's, that were to the sides of the island. It was nowhere close to the Grand Crystal. His only interest was in the thing in the center for now. He had some tools from Syel with him to study the thing, but he didn't really know how all this worked to start with. Best was just to explore the surroundings of the crystal itself and then set up some sort of camp. The Grand Crystal was said to hold the very life of the entire world. So it was an important piece and it possibly helped in figuring out how each of these worlds worked.

Putting the map away his eyes scanned the area for the few monsters that wandered around. The blue mage didn't mind butchering some, but preferred to go his own way without conflict. Moving around Ciru-Ajiru started to climb up the foothills towards the crystal itself. He had brought with him a chocobo pulling a small cart which had all the equipment. Most of it was too much to carry in his bags. It sometimes amused him how much he could stuff in there, especially when he was stuffing in a lot of armor and weapons.

So far he had not seen the black portals or the black fiends referred to as Heartless. Well, I have the information on those things now, but I still only get half of it, Ciru-Ajiru thought to himself imagining the black creatures, they were weird, they were called Heartless, and when people wielding oversized keys hit them, they released hearts or something like that? He had been at a key graveyard a little while ago with Syel. Then there was apparently a humanoid behemoth wielding one. The tarutaru would've liked to see the behemoth. It was apparently not hostile, which made it an unique individual to have a chat with. He suspected the behemoth could really help him out. Nil was the man's name, I should really remember it well if I ever encounter him, he had some interest in the races that weren't present in his own home.

For that matter he had aided Syel quite a number of times, Ciru-Ajiru was interested in both Syel and Ysera from the clan. A viera and a gria which weren't races he had seen in Vana'diel. All these worlds were so strange, he disliked how the tarutaru weren't everywhere. He had enjoyed the presence of the lalafell in Hydaelyn at least. They were like him, a little different, but somewhat the same. He just considered them the tarutaru of Hydaelyn. Like how they named the humes hyur there. Though, he had only reached to the same hyur's knees as a lalafell had reached to the hips of that hyur. So the tarutaru remained the shortest. Outside some moogles in certain worlds, they seemed to vary a lot all over the place. He sighed as he stopped his cart, noting a few bats in his way. He unsheathed his scimitar as he prepared to get rid of it so he can continue on, but then started casting a spell and launched a yellow bolt at the bat as it was quickly cut down by the bolt from Sickle Slash. He sheathed his weapon again as he motioned his chocobo to walk onward.

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[attr="class","niknik3"]Employing the legendary arts of Aht Urhgan, these formidable fighter-mages employ elegantly curved blades for close combat, while decimating their enemies from afar with fell magic mastered from their opponents.

Made by Pharaoh Leap of Wicked Wonderland and SHINE