This is a little story of my journey to Jeuno awhile ago. It has a...anti-climactic ending to say the least. Maybe a bit funny. I'll post a little now, some more later, and the last part tonight. So wit that, on to my journey to Jeuno:
I stood at the entrance to the Pashhow Marshlands. I had never been there, and was a bit excited. I looked back to make sure my traveling partner, a Warrior named Himura, was still following. He ran up and stood next to me, catching his breath. He obviously didn't get out much.
I took in a deep breath, ready for the worse. Before I even stepped forward, he started blurting out how dangerous the marshlands were.
"Are you sure we should go there? Maybe we should find a stronger person to come with us. I mean there's Malboro's and goblins and quadavs and those big stoney things that can crush you with a single swipe and the..."
I started walking. Himura called for me to wait up, and ran after. Of course, as we walked into the marshes, he continued to chat it up. I just ignored his voice, concentrating on the task at hand. The Marshes were no place for weak warriors, especialy two at level 16. But that aside, I had been through worse, and pretty much learned the way of the road and how to dodge Mobs. So I felt pretty confident in my abilities.
We stepped into the Marshes. And no sooner had we, did rain begin to pour down. The stench of the marshlands was god-awful. If you've never been there, take it from me, bring some nose-plugs. If the stench wasn't bad enough, the Humidity made me want to just lay down and die. The Rain didn't help at all. It just made it even more humid. The Marshes made Buburimu Peninsula look like a resort.
It was then that I decided that if the large monsters in the area didn't kill me, this humidity would. And Himura's constant yapping didn't help much either. Himura told me to stay on the road, it would be faster that way. I asked him if he had a map to this horrid place, and his answer was no. Sighing, I took out my map, and looked it over real quick, then pointed in the direction we were travling.
"Stick to the canyon walls, and follow my lead. Dont get close to anything here. There's alot of Aggro's."
And with that we were off.
We had walked for about 4 or 5 hours (VAna'Diel time of course) and I suddenly stopped. Himura bumped into me and asked what was wrong. I held up a shaking hand to waht I had just saw.
No more then 50 feet from us was a green pulsating ball of tentacles.
"M...M...Malboro..." I stuttered out.
The Monster was looking the other way, thank god. I took a step back, and heard a sickening crunch. I stopped, and looked down. The remains of a dry stick laid under my foot. The eyes of the Malboro reared up, and turned towards us. It's mouth drooled with a poisonous saliva. I gulped, and watched to make sure it was coming towards us. It was.
"RUN!" I hollered. Himura instantly took off, with me only a few feet behind him.
I looked back, the Malboro was following, but thankfully at a slow rate. The things were apparently not made for speed. We continued darting a good 500 feet until I finnaly stopped and looked back. The Malboro was no where to be seen.
I let out a breath of relief, and told Himura the news. He was happy too.
With the looming threat of the Malboro gone, we started our trek through the nasty Marsh once more.
It was another three hours of darting, dodging, and sneaking through Goblins and Quadav's until I finnaly saw the outpost. The clouds seemed to part around it, a ray of sunlight beaming down onto it. It was a god send. We had made it through the marsh with no deaths and only one attack.
But not letting my guard down, I led Himura to the Outpost. Inside the safe haven, I say down on the wet ground, and let out a huge sigh of relief. This journey was alot more stressful then I thought.
I stood up and handed the San'Dorian guard 300 Gil to set my home point. Himura did the same. It was about 5 AM now, and still dark. So we sat and waited for sunrise to come. We finnaly left at 7. The rain had let up, but the clouds remained, keeping the green house effect of the Marshes present. I just wanted to get out of here.
I stood up and ran towards the Rolanberry Fields entrance. Of course, as fate would have it, it wasn't going to be that easy. I could see the canyon entrance, but in front of it were two Goblins, A Mugger and a Leecher. I told Himura to stand back, and wait. And wait we did for a good hour. The Goblins finnaly moved, giving us a clear shot.
I made a mad dash towards the canyon. Once I entered, I hid behind a rock and looked back. Himura ran towards me and stopped next to me just as the Goblins turned around and resumed their original position.
I patted Himura on the back, and led him through the canyon and into our next step to the Grand Duchy of Jeuno: Rolanberry Fields.
I stood at the entrance to the Pashhow Marshlands. I had never been there, and was a bit excited. I looked back to make sure my traveling partner, a Warrior named Himura, was still following. He ran up and stood next to me, catching his breath. He obviously didn't get out much.
I took in a deep breath, ready for the worse. Before I even stepped forward, he started blurting out how dangerous the marshlands were.
"Are you sure we should go there? Maybe we should find a stronger person to come with us. I mean there's Malboro's and goblins and quadavs and those big stoney things that can crush you with a single swipe and the..."
I started walking. Himura called for me to wait up, and ran after. Of course, as we walked into the marshes, he continued to chat it up. I just ignored his voice, concentrating on the task at hand. The Marshes were no place for weak warriors, especialy two at level 16. But that aside, I had been through worse, and pretty much learned the way of the road and how to dodge Mobs. So I felt pretty confident in my abilities.
We stepped into the Marshes. And no sooner had we, did rain begin to pour down. The stench of the marshlands was god-awful. If you've never been there, take it from me, bring some nose-plugs. If the stench wasn't bad enough, the Humidity made me want to just lay down and die. The Rain didn't help at all. It just made it even more humid. The Marshes made Buburimu Peninsula look like a resort.
It was then that I decided that if the large monsters in the area didn't kill me, this humidity would. And Himura's constant yapping didn't help much either. Himura told me to stay on the road, it would be faster that way. I asked him if he had a map to this horrid place, and his answer was no. Sighing, I took out my map, and looked it over real quick, then pointed in the direction we were travling.
"Stick to the canyon walls, and follow my lead. Dont get close to anything here. There's alot of Aggro's."
And with that we were off.
We had walked for about 4 or 5 hours (VAna'Diel time of course) and I suddenly stopped. Himura bumped into me and asked what was wrong. I held up a shaking hand to waht I had just saw.
No more then 50 feet from us was a green pulsating ball of tentacles.
"M...M...Malboro..." I stuttered out.
The Monster was looking the other way, thank god. I took a step back, and heard a sickening crunch. I stopped, and looked down. The remains of a dry stick laid under my foot. The eyes of the Malboro reared up, and turned towards us. It's mouth drooled with a poisonous saliva. I gulped, and watched to make sure it was coming towards us. It was.
"RUN!" I hollered. Himura instantly took off, with me only a few feet behind him.
I looked back, the Malboro was following, but thankfully at a slow rate. The things were apparently not made for speed. We continued darting a good 500 feet until I finnaly stopped and looked back. The Malboro was no where to be seen.
I let out a breath of relief, and told Himura the news. He was happy too.
With the looming threat of the Malboro gone, we started our trek through the nasty Marsh once more.
It was another three hours of darting, dodging, and sneaking through Goblins and Quadav's until I finnaly saw the outpost. The clouds seemed to part around it, a ray of sunlight beaming down onto it. It was a god send. We had made it through the marsh with no deaths and only one attack.
But not letting my guard down, I led Himura to the Outpost. Inside the safe haven, I say down on the wet ground, and let out a huge sigh of relief. This journey was alot more stressful then I thought.
I stood up and handed the San'Dorian guard 300 Gil to set my home point. Himura did the same. It was about 5 AM now, and still dark. So we sat and waited for sunrise to come. We finnaly left at 7. The rain had let up, but the clouds remained, keeping the green house effect of the Marshes present. I just wanted to get out of here.
I stood up and ran towards the Rolanberry Fields entrance. Of course, as fate would have it, it wasn't going to be that easy. I could see the canyon entrance, but in front of it were two Goblins, A Mugger and a Leecher. I told Himura to stand back, and wait. And wait we did for a good hour. The Goblins finnaly moved, giving us a clear shot.
I made a mad dash towards the canyon. Once I entered, I hid behind a rock and looked back. Himura ran towards me and stopped next to me just as the Goblins turned around and resumed their original position.
I patted Himura on the back, and led him through the canyon and into our next step to the Grand Duchy of Jeuno: Rolanberry Fields.
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