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| Eon Lanzard | |||||||||||||
| The sceptre glows...Well it better stop because I'm epileptic! Nah, not really. | |||||||||||||
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| Separated from his parents in infancy, Eon has never been able to find out anything about his own origins. Being to all intents and purposes an orphan, Eon was adopted by an old man named Valos Lanzard, who brought him up to be courageous, and encouraged him to learn swordsmanship and magic. The old man and the boy resided in a remote area of the continent of Shilf. Throughout Eon's childhood, there was one thing that struck Valos as strange: the faintly glowing green crystal in the bracelet on Eon's arm. Eon himself has no clear idea of the exact nature of his crystal, although he thinks of it as a keepsake of his parents, whose whereabouts he has never known. Valos, however, privately suspects that the crystal is the legendary Sceptre, and that Eon, raised in obscurity, is in fact the child of destiny, guided by this ancient token of magic power. | |
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LightSoul: Hey, Eon! Take a look at this scrap metal! | ||||||||||||
| Eon: Wow! The sceptre is glowing again! Could this be a weapon? Waitaminute! Ouch! | |
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LightSoul: Ha ha! It's a mousetrap, you dope! Heh. Look at his try to get it off his fingers. | ||||||||||||
| Eon: That's it! Sceptre, let's get ready for action! | |
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LightSoul: Now everything is all screwed up. That thing isn't even a sceptre. What's going on here!? Take this piece of scrap metal. | ||||||||||||
| Eon: Whoa! The sceptre...Wow! It's a shield! | |
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LightSoul: So THAT's what happened to my trash can lid. That damn Ifrit, messing with my trash again. | ||||||||||||