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[attr="class","ayab-text"] What had begun as an attempt at being social quickly devolved into sheer, utter confusion for the poor girl. Ryne could only stare up at the young man as he suddenly began to speak to her in a whirlwind of words. This was quite different than when Urianger began to go on one of his endless, informative tangents when he wished to explain a situation to her. At least he spoke slowly enough for her to attempt to keep up with his fanciful way of speaking. But this? Oh, no, Ryne felt quite helpless as the sudden urge to sink into the ground beneath her nearly overwhelmed her entirely. How could one person speak so quickly to someone he had just met? What could she even attempt to respond with? He was hardly giving her the opportunity to do so! The young girl nearly began flailing her arms as she began to dart her head back and forth to see if anyone noticed her current, sorry predicament. [break][break]
No, she was quite alone in attempting to maneuver through this odd interaction. Ryne could hear Gaia within her mind telling her to just shout at the man to just shut it, but that would just be rude and wrong! All she had really managed to catch from his tangent was that he had awoken in this world without his Chocobo and now he had to win his companion back. And then he wished for her to help him sabotage the entire race?! Ryne began to wring her hands as a sudden wave of anxiety rushed through her body at even trying to do such a thing. But Bartz did seem quite desperate to win back his friend from this competition. She began to worry her bottom lip between her teeth as she contemplated the situation she had unwittingly set herself up for. [break][break]
"Have you considered simply riding off with Boko once the race starts? The audience will be too enamored with the event to notice, and it would be difficult to stop you as the racers will be focused on their own attempts to win," Ryne stated after a few moments. It seemed to be a more logical conclusion to the situation without throwing herself into the middle of this. How would she even sabotage the other racers? Cast a sleep spell on the chocobos? Veer her own chocobo during the race to throw off the other racers? Her expression turned more contemplative as she considered helping Bartz without quite realizing it. It would be unfair of him to lose and be unable to keep his friend, and it was not like Ryne had any desire to win this race for herself. She had simply been dragged in! [break][break]
"Okay, let's do it! I am not quite sure what I would do to sabotage the other racers, but no one should be separated from their friends like that." Her lips curled into a gentle smile as she reached out her hand for the Chocobo to scent before petting the creature without his permission. "My name is Ryne, Bartz. It's wonderful to meet you as well."
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] There was simply so much to take in an experience! Ryne would admit to herself that she felt a little overwhelmed by the sheer amount of people and how much was going on. Vendors lined the streets to sell their wares and many others were advertising their events to any passersby that were willing to listen. Some that were not willing to listen were literally stopped in their tracks. Which is how Ryne found herself in her current predicament because she had not quite learned how to say no firmly. She did know how to stand up for herself! After everything she had gone through on the First--how could she not be able to do so? It was, well, just really hard to do so when she was caught off guard and almost literally dragged off to participate in a Chocobo Race. Ryne felt so very out of place after she had been paired with a rather sweet and gentle chocobo that wanted nothing more than to be fed some greens and be scratched along the feathers of her neck. [break][break]
The other racers seemed to be quite ready to start this race, and Ryne was unsure if she should even try to speak with them. In all honesty, she felt a little intimidated around all these strangers and participating in an event she had little knowledge of. The First did have chocobos in the wild and hand-raised, but Amaros were much more prevalent and known to her. The Crystarium relied so heavily upon the gentle animals to get around with. Would a chocobo feel similar? Bowing her head low, Ryne sighed to herself as she wondered how she was so easily swept up in unwanted situations like this. She reminded herself that it would not be so bad because the worst thing to happen would be that she lost. The idea of losing did not really bother her, and it would be something new for her to try! Raising her head, she smiled brightly to bring up her mood and comfort herself. [break][break]
Looking around, she caught sight of yet another racer that added been added to the roster. A young man that did not seem too much older than herself as he talked to his own chocobo. The bird seemed quite familiar with his racer, and Ryne could not help but admire how cute he was. The chocobo and not the racer! Her cheeks flushed a little at the unexpected thought. Should she say something? Otherwise, he could look her way and catch her staring and think her rude and odd! "Were you stopped and dragged over to participate, too?" she asked with a somewhat shy smile.
[attr="class","ayab-text"] As usual, Ryne found herself following a ways behind Alex as stealthily as she could. Her guardian had explicitly told her to remain behind at their shared home, but the young girl was not quite the best when it came to listening. What if he got into trouble without her? Who was going to look after him since Cassandra had taken to her own path? As she had told Master Matoya, Ryne placed it upon herself to make sure that Alex would not get into more trouble than was necessary. The Headstone Forest was familiar enough to her in that she could maneuver through the haunted forest like a wraith herself. An entity of white and gold as she slid through the shadows with practiced, familiar ease. Darkness could be just as promising and safe as the light after all. [break][break]
The haunting, regretful calls of the ghosts that lingered here pressed upon her senses as strongly as before. Ryne knew something horrible had happened here long ago--so horrible that it echoed on through the years and slept beneath the very soil under her feet. Silent as a phantom, Ryne hid behind the great shadow of a tree as Alex happened upon a bloodied figure. She strained her vibrant blue eyes within the shade of the forest to pick up the hue of darkened blue and red. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she managed to surmise the dire circumstances of the Ronso. What else could it be? His figure was hard to make out, but she could see the matted blue fur and the similarities of the Ronso of the First. [break][break]
Scolding words soon filled the air as Alex attempted to do his best to heal the male of his wounds. Ryne bit her bottom lip as she sensed something dark and insidious within the man's very form. A nasty, oozing poison that would not allow the Ronso to live for much longer if left to fester and rot within his veins. "Alex, stop! If you continue, you will only cause more harm than good," she shouted as she emerged from the shadows easily enough. As she got closer, she could not help but place both of her hands over her mouth in shock at the vines that now covered the man. The young girl soon steeled herself as she knelt without complaint into the muddy ground and took out one of her daggers. [break][break]
"Cease using your fire magicks and rely on your healing ones once I have cleansed the poison from his body." There was a calm, commanding tone to her soft voice as she deftly began to cut away the thorny vines. Ryne needed to be able to have clear access to where the worst of his wounds were as she continued her arduous task for a few more moments. Once the worst of it was cleared away, she inhaled deeply and placed her free hand over the Ronso. Her blue eyes glowed even more brightly as her hands did as she used her manipulated the aether within her to purge away the poison clinging to him like shadows. An enhanced Esuna blessed to her by the powers of the original Minfilia as she concentrated to the best of her ability. "You won't die here. I refuse to allow it!" [break][break]
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] How often could one say that they had managed to earn the approval of Master Matoya on their very first meeting? Ryne was quite sure Alex had not been able to do so! This would just be a little thing she could use to tease her guardian when she managed to head back home. Hopefully, Alex would be back home at the shop and not off chasing the culprit behind it. Or would he be trying to hunt her down as she had only left a note for him to find? The first Warrior of Light was often hard to predict and even Cassie had a hard time trying to keep him in line. Ryne had to wonder how she would even begin to hope to be able to do so! [break][break]
"I believe he wishes to rebuild it to rival the Dragonblades organization. They are a group of adventurers that task themselves with trying to keep their city safe and aid those that are in need of it. That is my understanding of it, anyway. Alex often finds comfort in familiarity, so it does not surprise me he is trying to rebuild his own version of the Rising Stones," she surmised with a somber smile. It was not as if she had ever seen the organization for herself, but she had enough tales from the Warriors of Light and from her time spent with Thancred as well. And had she not followed a similar path herself in saving the First? [break][break]
Her blue eyes lit up with interest as Matoya soon addressed the Poroggo to find itself a staff to equip itself with. A surprised gasp escaped her as the sentient toad spoke in a croak and soon hopped away. They were capable of speech? No, it should not be too much of a surprise with the sentience she had witnessed being given to it. It astounded her that magic could do such a thing even with everything she had seen for herself over her short life. Ryne found herself easily impressed with such sights she had never experienced for herself before! What else was Master Matoya capable of doing? No doubt far more intricate spells and craft she had honed for herself and with what she had imparted to Y'shtola as well! [break][break]
Once more another toad was called forth to be given sentience. The magic sigil glowed and she studied the shape of the sigil very closely and wondered if she would be able to recreate it within a drawing. It was clear it was the focus for the magic and would have to be reproduced to perfection to make sure the spell was cast correctly. Her musings were cut short as Matoya stood and brushed herself off to voice her intentions of leaving. Ryne felt her cheeks flush a little as she eagerly nodded her head. "Of course, Master Matoya! I will lead us out of here as quickly as possible!" She almost set forth at a sudden prance, but she quickly halted herself in place to lead her new companion on at a more comfortable pace. Oh, how exciting this adventure had turned out to be!
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] Ryne could not help herself as her very being seemed to vibrate with the praise and hearty laugh she had earned from Matoya. Y'shtola had mentioned her mentor fondly, but that she could be a very taciturn woman to please. It was reassuring to Ryne to know that she was wiser than she had been a few years ago when Thancred had freed her. So very much of her time had been spent doing her best to keep up with him and make him proud--to prove to herself that she could be useful to others. And over time she had learned that the only person she really had to make proud and happy was herself in the long run. Her friends and mentors had taught her so much and she loved knowing she had made them proud with her growth, but she needed to be happy with herself, too. [break][break]
The unexpected description of Alex had her bursting into a fit of giggles as she covered her mouth with her hand. A peacock? Yes, those Far Eastern birds that Cassie had once mentioned to her! Bright, colorful birds that showed off their brilliant plumage whenever they could. "He has become quite focused on finding the culprit behind the ruin of his shop, unfortunately. I understand why he wishes to pursue it, but I do agree his energies would be better focused on rebuilding and then finding out who did it." Her giggles began to subside as she bit back a tired sigh at Matoya's very apt words even as she bit her bottom lip to deny. Alex was doing his best! But sometimes she did feel like the more responsible one of the two when he got too obsessed with something. [break][break]
"O-oh! You don't have to trouble yourself on my part, but I would be very grateful for your company back all the same," Ryne replied with a soft smile as she clasped her hands together over her chest. It would be remiss of her to deny such a forthright offer, and she would very much like to learn more about Matoya and what she was willing to share. Thancred had trained her in more martial arts, but she could admit to herself that her knowledge of magic was not too great. Nothing beyond what she knew how to do as the Oracle. Ryne wished to be a little more selfish with what she would like for a change! [break][break]
Ryne nodded her head eagerly as she looked back to the Poroggo once more. Of course, she would do her best to treat them kindly, too! They were beings given sentience through magic, but she did feel a little guilty for catching them just to help her 'keep shop.' There was just far too much for her to clean up by herself, and Alex was hopeless whenever it came to domestic chores. It was a wonder he had even managed to keep a shop in the first place. "R-right, of course!" In her thrall of Matoya's explanations she had forgotten to catch another toad! A determined expression crossed her features as she soon ventured into the muddy waters to catch another toad. Biting her bottom lip in concentration, she took a few measured moments to find another large toad before pouncing on it. Mud splattered onto her boots and the hem of her dress but she held out the toad towards Matoya with a bright smile.[break][break]
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] The smile from Matoya was not expected, but Ryne was quite happy to see it all the same. It gave her the same warming sensation that it always did when she had done something right. She recalled those early days when she had been so eager to earn Thancred's approval and the rewards of affection she gained from him, whether it was a smile or a pat upon her head. She knew she was no longer a child and did not need to seek out the approval of her elders so much. In some ways, it was better to be more dependent on herself and to look within for her own self-approval and confidence. But that did not mean it was too harmful to be happy about making another happy or enjoying some praise for saying and doing the right thing. [break][break]
No doubt Gaia would be frowning and shaking her head at her for her strong desire to please others. Ryne simply enjoyed helping others at the end of the day. Being able to do something was her greatest desire and she took so much pride at feeling accomplished even over the smallest endeavors: even catching toads for a wayward mage. "Well, I believe that would depend upon the person. I'm not someone that would claim to be especially wise, but I think anyone that has an open mind and a willingness to listen deserve respect. But respect needs to be earned and not so easily given at the end of the day." [break][break]
Ryne did wonder how Alex had reacted after finding her note. Possibly a reaction torn between worry and sheer exasperation at her antics. The Warrior did know she could take care of herself for the most part. "He means well and I know he worries. And, well, I seem to have a penchant for wandering off when I shouldn't, but I think I'm old enough to make my own choices. Besides, I should be back before he worries about me too much. If I leave him alone for too long, he'll spend all of his gil on ridiculous outfits." She was already anticipating returning to the shop and seeing Alex in a brand new outfit. And he wondered why his free company seemed to be doing so poorly. He did not have the gil to pay anyone for their work or for supplies for missions! [break][break]
"Yes, there is a darkness that creeps within this forest. A restlessness that speaks of a dark, bloodied history and spirits that long to be freed from their entrapment." Perhaps it was her calling as the Oracle that allowed her to sense such things. It almost reminded her of Il Mheg in a sense. While the pixies were mostly playful, they were those of the fae folk that had darker, sinister intentions for those mortals that entered their realm unprepared. She wondered if the spirits here were like the Fuath in their desire to drown those that step into their waters. Ryne had no desire to be tempted forward into an unknown path that would very likely result in her death or becoming hopelessly lost in these woods forever. [break][break]
Her blue eyes were wide with her fascination and awe as she took in the transformation of the toad. Where there had only once been a simple creature now stood a being with intelligence in its eyes. The magic Matoya wielded seemed so effortless, but Ryne realized it was from years of practice and dedication. The darkness that had been pulled from the ground was purified and only the refined aether of it remained. Ryne could manipulate light-aligned aether as she wished, but she did not know if she was capable of refining dark-aligned magic. At least not with her current capabilities. The rest of the transformation went without a hitch as the toad now stood tall before them with its own hands and sheer confusion on its face. [break][break]
"I would appreciate that very much, Master Matoya," Ryne replied with a polite bow of her head. At the question, she tilted her head to the side before an amused smile played on her lips as she giggled, "I think I would ask these beings to help Alex rebuild his shop. The place is still an utter mess, and he could certainly use the extra help. But they seem quite handy to have around to keep things in order if you're busy with other matters. I remember Y'shtola enchanted brooms to keep her chambers clean, but there were still books everywhere." [break][break]
Note: This whole interaction is so wholesome and I love it.
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] Her beaming smile towards Master Matoya spoke of the warmth she felt from that brief sign of approval. There was a keen need to seek out the approval of those older than herself. Ryne often craved after the approving words of those she respected and cared for to make her feel like she was doing the right thing. At this point, she did know that she did not require the approval of everyone around. The only thing she needed was her own approval in the choices she had made, but it was a difficult yearning to shake. Most of her life had been spent in isolation within a gilded cage. Even now she still struggled against the old habits she had developed to cope with her abusive and lonely environment. [break][break]
"I always endeavor to respect those wiser than myself," she admitted with another shy smile. Well, she respected those that meant her and the ones she cared for well, anyway. There was a gentle teasing to Master Matoya that warmed her heart quite quickly. The stories Y'shtola had shared with her were quite true and she could see for herself how much Y'shtola respected her elderly mentor. The two of them also seemed to share a similar sense of humor and dry wit as well. That thought had her giggling to herself as she quickly hid her amused smile behind her hand. [break][break]
"I last saw her when Alex and Cassie brought the crystals harboring their souls back to the Source. She seemed quite well and eager to return home and continue the duties that had been left behind there. But I have no doubt Y'shtola will still seek a way to return to the First at some point. The Night's Blessed admired her leadership and wisdom very much. As I do myself." Her eyes were alight with the sheer admiration she held for the 'Master Matoya' of the First. Y'shtola was a woman filled with wisdom and the experience to back up such a trait. There was such an unyielding and honest quality to her that did not bend at the first inconvenience. No, Y'shtola had always endeavored to face the truth no matter how harsh it could be. [break][break]
"Minfilia gave me a choice. She would have continued on in my stead if that had been my wish. But I wished to continue on and do what I must to save the First and myself. I owe her so much and I will do my best to honor her legacy and to live up to the ideals she held." Ryne placed her hand over her heart as the smile on her lips tinged with a brief hint of sorrow. Oh, she owed so very much to the kindness Minfilia had shown to her during their brief, first meeting. For all of her life, she would endeavor to prove herself worthy of Minfilia's legacy and the love she had given to her friends and to all of the Source and the First. "O-oh, well, I didn't quite tell him I was venturing this far. I did leave him a note, though! And Thancred trained me quite thoroughly in defending myself and I was trained before that even!" [break][break]
Even Ran'jit had made sure she was quite able to defend herself in the physical sense. But such morose thoughts were cast aside as she happily set the first toad aside for Matoya. Ryne watched the magic cast with an awed gaze. Magic was not something she had been trained in extensively, and she could admit to herself that she was very interested in learning. Her innate abilities as the Oracle of Light left her predisposed for such things. At least, that was what she believed. As soon as Matoya had asked her to catch another, she had set off in doing just that. Ryne was adept enough at catching the toads and handing them over to the elderly woman to cast her magicks upon. "W-would I be forward in asking if you would be amenable to showing me how to cast such magic? I always admired how adept Urianger and Y'shtola were in their prospective fields! Urianger seemed to be such a capable Astrologian and Y'shtola wielded the art of thaumaturgy so well! And I recall Cassandra having access to the Black Mage soul stone of the Source! She seemed to wield it with such caution and respect towards the art." Her eyes were wide with admiration as she recalled the two Scions and the second Warrior of Light that stood beside Alex.
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] Resisting the urge to fidget, Ryne allowed the woman to look her over to her heart's content. She could not see any bruises or physical injuries on her person beyond the soreness and exhaustion she felt. That was something that could be taken care of with a good night's rest and a warm meal in her belly. When the other woman began to gather the daisies that had fallen from her basket, Ryne was keen on leaning forward and helping to gather them, too. It was her fault the basket had been tossed aside and the pretty flowers had been scattered all over the ground. [break][break]
She carefully held the fallen flowers before trying to place them in the basket to make sure she did not bruise them needlessly. The daisies were so pretty and delicate to the touch. The delicate scent of them reached her nose and it comforted her greatly amid the more acrid scent of this city. Torensten? The name was certainly more rough sounding than that of the Crystarium. While the city she called home was filled with spiraling buildings of blue crystal this one seemed to be of steel and dust. How long was she going to be here? Was there some way she could go back home? How had she managed to travel to this world with both her body and soul intact? [berak][break]
"Yes, I was back in my apartment in the Crystarium. I was planning a picnic with a friend and when I decided to take a nap I found myself here." It did not seem her memories had suffered from her unexpected journey here, which relieved her greatly. Ryne was very much worried at the sight of her startlingly gold hair instead of her softer red tresses, though. What else about her had changed? Sighing softly to herself, Ryne redirected her energy into pushing herself to stand. Her legs wobbled beneath her for a moment as she did her best to remain balanced and steady. Progress! [break][break]
"May I ask for your name? Mine is Ryne. I'd like to properly thank you for helping me so far," she introduced with a soft smile as she clasped her hands together.
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] Ryne felt herself become flustered the moment those stern words escaped Matoya. Her cheeks flushed a vibrant pink as she stumbled over what to say for herself in defense. Well, there really was not much she could say since she had been the one following Master Matoya like a ghost. "I-I'm sorry! I was not attempting to scare you in the least, nor was it ever my intention to do so, I promise!" Clasping her hands together, she bowed her head and took the chastising as she should. Sometimes it felt like she would continue to bumble along after her elders as she tried her best to keep up with them. One day she would be more confident in herself than she was now! [break][break]
Playing with her fingers, she listened with rapt attention as Master Matoya spoke of her need for servants. Oh, would they be like the brooms Y'shtola had enchanted to keep her chambers clean back in the Rak'tika Greatwood? She began to walk forward to close the distance between herself and Master Matoya as she looked down into the muddy pond and the various toads that seemed to be basking in the muddy banks. Was she going to enchant the toads to become her new servants for this world? Y'shtola had spoken of the familiars her Master had kept at her side in her isolation and it seemed that this time would be no different. [break][break]
"I would be more than happy to aid you, Master Matoya!" Her lips curled into a soft smile as she regarded the older woman. Catching toads had not been her expectation of how this day would go, but it certainly sounded easier than slaying Sin Eaters or trying to argue with Gaia about lipsticks. Ryne was not too surprised that Matoya had little idea of who she was, since they had never met before now. All she knew was that Alex was trying to help her out after she had blown apart his front door. That poor shop really did need some tender loving care before it fell apart altogether. [break][break]
"You don't know me personally, but I know of you from Y'shtola. Perhaps you know me as Minfilia of the First, but I was given the name Ryne after Minfilia merged with my soul completely. I came here not too long ago myself and happened to find Alex by luck. He's been looking over me since until I gain my own footing in this new world." There was still so much she could explain, but she did not know how much Matoya knew about her. Or perhaps did not know at all. But she doubted Y'shtola would have kept much from her former mentor about her journey in the First and about her existence. Ryne soon turned her attention towards the toads as she began her fumbling attempts to capture some of them for whatever Matoya had in mind for them. [break][break]
They were very slippery and it did not take long for mud to stick to the leather of her open-toed boots and to her hands. Ryne huffed and managed to grab hold of a rather large one as she held it's squirming form towards Matoya to inspect. [break][break]
Notes: Ryne is just happy to help! Even by catching toads!
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] The forest felt so very, very cold. It reminded her of when she had hosted the First's version of Shiva within her very skin. An unstable, unpredictable will of light and ice coalescing into something beyond her control and understanding. Ryne still shuddered inwardly when she recalled how close she had come to harming Cassie and Alex. If Gaia had not been there, then she may have heralded in the second Flood to usher in the First's end. But right now Ryne was reminding herself that she was here for a reason! And that reason was the one who was the true Master Matoya venturing into this forest. Had the older woman sensed her presence yet? Was she finally becoming better at mastering the arts of a ninja as Thancred had taught her? [break][break]
As much as Ryne wanted to believe so, she was just sure Matoya was more focused on the forest than any sneaking skill on Ryne's part. That thought wilted her self-confidence a little, but she cheered herself up with the idea of practicing her skills on Alex. Perhaps she would even be able to sneak up on him and scare him? The thought cheered her more than it should, but she was quite sure Alex would survive a brief fright! For now, she silently followed after Matoya with a barely contained feeling of curiosity. Was she searching for a new place to dwell? She knew the other woman preferred to be on her own from what Y'shtola had told her and from Alex's grumbled words as well. [break][break]
Was Matoyta searching for something in particular? Ingredients for a potion? Sightseeing? Hiding behind the wide trunk of a tree, she watches as the shadows of the forest began to coalesce into shapeless beings. Spirits from beyond the grave? Ryne watched with widened, blue eyes as Matoya barked at them without any hint of fear or trepidation. She admired such traits quite highly! It had her wishing she had such faith in herself. But such things happened over time and she knew she was a different girl from the one she had been before. Blinking owlishly, Ryne realized that she really should stop trailing after Matoya like the rest of the shadows in this forest. [break][break]
"Master Matoya? Did you need help looking for something?" A soft, quiet inquiry carried upon the stagnant air of this forest. Her fingers curled into the bark of the tree she hid behind as she peered at Master Matoya with pupilless, blue eyes.
