Post by Daily Grind on Nov 5, 2007 17:17:29 GMT -5
Trouble with Galkas
I, Bantu the Bard will tell you a tale, of the Adventures of Vana’diel
A story so amazing, told so many times before, of our Heroes and of the Villains galore
This may sound familiar, but it’s not what you think, for I will tell you as much as I can, before I run out of ink.
It was the coming of the Waxing Crescent and all of the Citizens of Windhurst were preparing for the Festival of Winds. All the Tots, Kits, Elvies and 1 very special Galka cub were all dancing around as their parents decorated the Fountain in Windy Woods.
The Waxing Crescent was a special time here in Windhurst because it was said that the Green Moon brought favor upon the coming fishing season. This was the signal that the Fish Festival had begun. One thing about Mithra and Tarutaru alike, they both like to fish!
I may seem to favor Windhurst among the other cities, but I say, if you ever are so lucky to visit during the Fish Festival you would feel the same as I do. Banners and streamers glittered from the pillars and tree branches surrounding the festive area. Merchants sat up their stands of goods and products along the pathway to the stables. The kids were running with fish shaped balloons, darted here and there as their parents danced and sang under the star filled sky.
I then saw the curious little Galka standing at the edge of the fountain while the other children splashed and played in the cool water. I watched as he would ever so slightly put his toe into the pool and then jerk it back suddenly. When he noticed me watching, he did exactly as his Mother had done so many years before, he tried to appear innocent.
“Heydere Mista!” he bellowed. His voice was scratchy as a rusty Goblin’s Horn. I waved and he smiled. “Look wut I can du!” he said as he hopped around on one foot. Seeing that little cub trying to impress me with his new trick still tickles me.
“Very good!” I said as I clapped joyously. He continued to entertain me until his Mother standing behind him surprised him. She smiled as she pat him on his head. “I’m be’n gud!” he said. “I’m surrrre you are!” She said as she wrapped her arms around him and gave him a hug. “Now go play with the other kids and have fun!”
“Hiyas Purrrfessa! Hope Smoo didn’t bother ya too much,” she said as she watched him run up the pathway toward the merchants. “No worries, he is a delight of a cubby, we have been getting along famously!” I assured her. She told me of how he had begun classes at the Opistary with the other children and that things didn’t go so well the first few days. How the other children teased him about his size. She also shared with me something that I was always curious about. What do Galka cubs eat? Well apparently anything they can fit into their mouths! Rocks, bugs, flowers, bugs on flowers, small raribs, birds, small pieces of furniture, gil, did I mention bugs?
Well it appears that on his very first day, the Galka cub met a tiny Taru-tot named Ikillshy. He was an adorable little tot with a pair of large oversized glasses upon his wee little face. The two of them were placed to sit at a table near the teacher’s desk, close enough to make sure that Ikillshy didn’t sneak his pet Carbuncle into class and have it hiding inside his desk, also close enough for the teacher to keep an eye on the little Galka cub.
After having to tell the Galka cub not to put things like crayons in his mouth, or the pencils, or the writing parchment, it seemed a good idea to keep him close to her. Imagine the teacher’s surprise to see Ikillshy’s 2 tiny feet dangling out the side of the Galka cub’s mouth! After having him spit out the unharmed, but very sticky and wet Taru-tot, luckily Galka cubs don’t have any teeth until their 6th season, it seemed like a very good idea to keep them close where she could keep an eye on them both. Over the years, the two of them are still great buddies even if Ikillshy still teases him about the day he was almost Galka food!
The fireworks began, signaling the start of the Fish Festival and they could be seen for miles and miles. The citizens all dressed in their very best festival costumes paraded around the fountain. Everyone was there waiting the arrival of the Star Sybil to bless the coming season. The Holy Blessing was a very sacred tradition here in Windy, older than anyone could remember. The Star Sybil would call upon the 4 winds to sweep across the open waters and bring the fish within the ports and nets of the fishermen. The Star Sybil would stand at the edge of the pier with her Wands of Wind and Water to enchant the Water and Wind Spirits to dance, sending out her blessings. It is truly a remarkable sight to see.
The Star Sybil along with the Mithra Tribal Elders arrived in a warp bubble at the edge of the pier and all of the citizens of Windhurst applauded. With an enchantment upon her voice so that everyone no matter how far could hear her tiny voice, she welcomed everyone to the Festival of Fish. The cheers seemed like they would never end. Then she nodded toward her assistants to bring her the Wands of Wind and Water so that the blessing could begin. After a few minutes had passed and the assistant had yet to return with the wands, the people became restless wondering what the delay could possibly be about?
Then the assistant came running down the pier toward the Star Sybil and whispered into her tiny ear. The look on her face was one of shock and peril. Then the Star Sybil exclaimed, “Insect Paste?!” Forgetting that the enchantment on her voice carried so that everyone could hear, people all around looked in wonder. It wasn’t until the Star Sybil said, “Expresso come to me now!” that we all got an idea of what the problem was about.
It seems while everyone was down at the pier to see the Blessing, the Galka cub found the vat of Insect Paste that was being made by the Cooking Guild as fishing bait for the coming season. Remembering that his Mother told him to eat with a spoon and not his hands, he grabbed the first thing he saw, which happened to be the Star Sybil’s Wands of Wind and Water. So there he sat eating his fill, with a wand in each of his chubby paws!
After having the wands cleaned and the Galka cub returned to his Mother, the Star Sybil began the Blessings and everything and everyone went back to their celebration. The Galka cub with his tummy filled laid his head on his Mother’s lap and fell asleep, exhausted from his very busy day. Expresso spent most of the evening apologizing for what had happened and was glad it was finally about over when the Star Sybil walked over to her. Looking down at the sleeping cub, the Star Sybil just smiled and rubbed her tiny hand on Expresso’s shoulder, but before she could walk away, the cub jumped up and said, “Heydere nice Ladee! Look wut I can du!” as he hopped around on one foot.
Everyone clapped as the Galka cub took a bow.
I, Bantu the Bard am tired, so I will tell no more
Soon I will return, just like before
From deep inside the Star Stone, our stories will unfold
Adventures in Vana’diel yet to be told.
I, Bantu the Bard will tell you a tale, of the Adventures of Vana’diel
A story so amazing, told so many times before, of our Heroes and of the Villains galore
This may sound familiar, but it’s not what you think, for I will tell you as much as I can, before I run out of ink.
It was the coming of the Waxing Crescent and all of the Citizens of Windhurst were preparing for the Festival of Winds. All the Tots, Kits, Elvies and 1 very special Galka cub were all dancing around as their parents decorated the Fountain in Windy Woods.
The Waxing Crescent was a special time here in Windhurst because it was said that the Green Moon brought favor upon the coming fishing season. This was the signal that the Fish Festival had begun. One thing about Mithra and Tarutaru alike, they both like to fish!
I may seem to favor Windhurst among the other cities, but I say, if you ever are so lucky to visit during the Fish Festival you would feel the same as I do. Banners and streamers glittered from the pillars and tree branches surrounding the festive area. Merchants sat up their stands of goods and products along the pathway to the stables. The kids were running with fish shaped balloons, darted here and there as their parents danced and sang under the star filled sky.
I then saw the curious little Galka standing at the edge of the fountain while the other children splashed and played in the cool water. I watched as he would ever so slightly put his toe into the pool and then jerk it back suddenly. When he noticed me watching, he did exactly as his Mother had done so many years before, he tried to appear innocent.
“Heydere Mista!” he bellowed. His voice was scratchy as a rusty Goblin’s Horn. I waved and he smiled. “Look wut I can du!” he said as he hopped around on one foot. Seeing that little cub trying to impress me with his new trick still tickles me.
“Very good!” I said as I clapped joyously. He continued to entertain me until his Mother standing behind him surprised him. She smiled as she pat him on his head. “I’m be’n gud!” he said. “I’m surrrre you are!” She said as she wrapped her arms around him and gave him a hug. “Now go play with the other kids and have fun!”
“Hiyas Purrrfessa! Hope Smoo didn’t bother ya too much,” she said as she watched him run up the pathway toward the merchants. “No worries, he is a delight of a cubby, we have been getting along famously!” I assured her. She told me of how he had begun classes at the Opistary with the other children and that things didn’t go so well the first few days. How the other children teased him about his size. She also shared with me something that I was always curious about. What do Galka cubs eat? Well apparently anything they can fit into their mouths! Rocks, bugs, flowers, bugs on flowers, small raribs, birds, small pieces of furniture, gil, did I mention bugs?
Well it appears that on his very first day, the Galka cub met a tiny Taru-tot named Ikillshy. He was an adorable little tot with a pair of large oversized glasses upon his wee little face. The two of them were placed to sit at a table near the teacher’s desk, close enough to make sure that Ikillshy didn’t sneak his pet Carbuncle into class and have it hiding inside his desk, also close enough for the teacher to keep an eye on the little Galka cub.
After having to tell the Galka cub not to put things like crayons in his mouth, or the pencils, or the writing parchment, it seemed a good idea to keep him close to her. Imagine the teacher’s surprise to see Ikillshy’s 2 tiny feet dangling out the side of the Galka cub’s mouth! After having him spit out the unharmed, but very sticky and wet Taru-tot, luckily Galka cubs don’t have any teeth until their 6th season, it seemed like a very good idea to keep them close where she could keep an eye on them both. Over the years, the two of them are still great buddies even if Ikillshy still teases him about the day he was almost Galka food!
The fireworks began, signaling the start of the Fish Festival and they could be seen for miles and miles. The citizens all dressed in their very best festival costumes paraded around the fountain. Everyone was there waiting the arrival of the Star Sybil to bless the coming season. The Holy Blessing was a very sacred tradition here in Windy, older than anyone could remember. The Star Sybil would call upon the 4 winds to sweep across the open waters and bring the fish within the ports and nets of the fishermen. The Star Sybil would stand at the edge of the pier with her Wands of Wind and Water to enchant the Water and Wind Spirits to dance, sending out her blessings. It is truly a remarkable sight to see.
The Star Sybil along with the Mithra Tribal Elders arrived in a warp bubble at the edge of the pier and all of the citizens of Windhurst applauded. With an enchantment upon her voice so that everyone no matter how far could hear her tiny voice, she welcomed everyone to the Festival of Fish. The cheers seemed like they would never end. Then she nodded toward her assistants to bring her the Wands of Wind and Water so that the blessing could begin. After a few minutes had passed and the assistant had yet to return with the wands, the people became restless wondering what the delay could possibly be about?
Then the assistant came running down the pier toward the Star Sybil and whispered into her tiny ear. The look on her face was one of shock and peril. Then the Star Sybil exclaimed, “Insect Paste?!” Forgetting that the enchantment on her voice carried so that everyone could hear, people all around looked in wonder. It wasn’t until the Star Sybil said, “Expresso come to me now!” that we all got an idea of what the problem was about.
It seems while everyone was down at the pier to see the Blessing, the Galka cub found the vat of Insect Paste that was being made by the Cooking Guild as fishing bait for the coming season. Remembering that his Mother told him to eat with a spoon and not his hands, he grabbed the first thing he saw, which happened to be the Star Sybil’s Wands of Wind and Water. So there he sat eating his fill, with a wand in each of his chubby paws!
After having the wands cleaned and the Galka cub returned to his Mother, the Star Sybil began the Blessings and everything and everyone went back to their celebration. The Galka cub with his tummy filled laid his head on his Mother’s lap and fell asleep, exhausted from his very busy day. Expresso spent most of the evening apologizing for what had happened and was glad it was finally about over when the Star Sybil walked over to her. Looking down at the sleeping cub, the Star Sybil just smiled and rubbed her tiny hand on Expresso’s shoulder, but before she could walk away, the cub jumped up and said, “Heydere nice Ladee! Look wut I can du!” as he hopped around on one foot.
Everyone clapped as the Galka cub took a bow.
I, Bantu the Bard am tired, so I will tell no more
Soon I will return, just like before
From deep inside the Star Stone, our stories will unfold
Adventures in Vana’diel yet to be told.