Alstin: ...the king's sorcerer, I was his apprentice for a while. He was scrying one day as usual, you see, in his lab. But this time, he seemed rather troubled at whatever he saw...

*FMV*
Sorcerer: Alstin.

Young Alstin: Yes, master? What do you see?

Sorcerer: I've taught you before, the ends of time, how things end.

Alstin: Yes, master.

Sorcerer: The doom of the peace we uphold is...nigh.

Alstin seemed a little taken aback by the news, but he understood.

Alstin: Yes, master. I understand.

Sorcerer: You do not understand enough.

Alstin: Then, pray, teach me more.

Sorcerer: I...cannot, yet. Something, some evil, blocks my vision. But I fear much for our kingdom.

Alstin: A target, master?

Sorcerer: Probably.

Alstin: But what army can defeat the king's dragoons?

Sorcerer: Well trained as they are, there is still always a stronger opponent.

Alstin: What do you suggest, master, that could take down the king's army?

Sorcerer (laughing): Believe me, Alstin. If I were to betray my kingdom, I could easily wipe the whole castle of dragoons given time. Perhaps...I could conjure a massive meteor, enchant the entire kingdom with slumber, sap the dragoon's bravery, turning them into spineless cowards...ANYTHING!

Alstin: ... (the famous FF sentence:P)

Sorcerer: You overestimate our dragoons. Soon, everything I worked for the kingdom would sink into oblivion. Except...

Alstin: Except?

Sorcerer: Heh, nothing...you had better get to sleep.

<NEXT DAY, outside the doorstep, Sorcerer was seen fumbling everywhere in his lab>

Alstin: what's going on, master?

Sorcerer (rising from his prone position, a red jewel in hand): Aha!

Alstin: What that, master?

Sorcerer: In time, you'll find out. I'm sending you away, into the country, the desert, anywhere! (hands Alstin the ruby) but do NOT lose this.

Alstin: But why?

Sorcerer: A wizard should take every precaution in his work. Maybe the doom of the kigdom will happen decades later, but bear in mind that it will come! I'm not risking anything that should happen in between that time.

Alstin: But...

Sorcerer: Just remember, 'Two of a kind, make all the difference. Two man, two jewels, and one of pure heart, together they shall change the fate, when good begins to abate.' (At least, that's the main point, but Alstin can't remember the poem very well)

*FMV stops*

Alstin: That jewel, I believe, is a fake...the other one is still out there.

OOC:I thought dragoons use spears, why is he using a rod?