fightingofthespirit: (Yatta!)
Y-Yes!

This is it. This is precisely the knowledge that I needed.

A magical beast -- Is there a magical beast somewhere? Professor Mokona! Uh. Demon! Demoness?! Is that surly angel still around? Oh, Erk! Do you still turn into a cat?!

((1% regained on his ability to do oddly large amounts of damage by slamming books on people. Just kidding. 1% regained on the knowledge that Summoning is not restricted to Summon Spirits, more specifically, that he could formerly call Gremlins and a Gigantic Lizard Of Some Sort. 1% regained on the usage of the pact rings in the summoning process. 11% memory regain total, 0% remaining.))
fightingofthespirit: (Hmm)
[private, hackable to friends]
Cless Alvein.  Mint Adnade.  Arche Klaine.

And with these names, faces and a memory.  A young man, blonde, dressed in gleaming white armor and a red cloak.  He is kneeling, smiling encouragingly to the girl lying at his feet, the two of them before a massive tree, so large that its branches seem to fill up the entire sky.  She wears the cap of a healer, a jewel-tipped staff held in her hands as tears run down her face.  All branches of magic are forbidden to the full-blooded human, but nonetheless, the staff glows with power, and I am convinced that she has just performed a miracle.  A short distance away is an elf -- she claps her hands together as she stares at the tree, bouncing atop a broomstick hovering 6 feet in the air.  A stereotypical image of a witch, but she is far too cheerful.  Her hair is a ridiculous shade of pink.

I stare in awe at the tree as well, a book lying open in my hands.  Not one of my summoning tools -- The page lies open to a sketch of the tree in question.  And a name.  Yggdrasil.

These . . . I suppose they were my friends.

[public]
I appear to have received yet another ring as my 'item from home'.  Fair enough, I suppose, though this one appears to be quite a bit different.  It might just be a ring.  Nothing special about it at --

[There is a sudden whoosh sound and an outraged cry following immediately after.]

AAAAAAAAUGGGH!  FIRE!  AGAIN!  must . . . roll away . . . from precious . . . research . . .

[There is a thumping sound as Klarth stops, drops, and rolls out of his room and down several flights of stairs.]


((3% from Memory Raffle used on the names and appearances of his first three party members.  1% from Tanabata used on the resurrection of Yggdrasil.  9% memory regain total.  Klarth has received the Sorceror's Ring, which shoots energy that tends to set things on fire and which should be familiar to some of the other Tales characters.))
fightingofthespirit: (Magic)

Good old Memento Eden, huh.  I gather from the sea of general surprise and amazement that I'm caught up in some time traveling event or other.

Now if I was smart, I'd write out my life history and save myself the trouble of having to remember things as I go along -- But ten to one that would cause some sort of time paradox and screw up the world.  Dhaos had enough fun with that business, thanks very much.  Though on the flip side, maybe Cless and the others would have to come find me again.  Heh.  Anyway, I've got some better things to do with my time.  Namely . . .
Ah-hem.

Guardian of all space and dimensions, ruler o'er the ever flowing stream of time, I call thee forth from the ether in which you wait.  On the binding magic of this ring the pact was made -- Heed the call of the summoner, Klarth F. Lester!  Origin!

 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Demon of the fiery abyss; he who commands the hellfire, I call thee forth on the ring of the pact.  I am Klarth F. Lester -- Efreet!

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I thought so. . . . . .  No contracts at all.  I'll have to start all over again here.

((Klarth is approximately 5 years in his future, from after the end of Tales of Phantasia, Tales of the World: Summoner's Lineage, and Narikiri Dungeon 1.  He looks exactly the same; his behavior is a bit more mellow after having settled down with Miranda. The 5% will go towards his full name and everything concerning his occupation.))
 

fightingofthespirit: (Yatta!)
A-At long last! I have nearly completed my goal!
TLDR: I MADE A CANNON HOORAY )

Now behold! The fusion of supreme intelligence, craftsmanship, and art -- The Magic Cannon!

Here goes no --

FWOOMPH

.........ow........

*thud*

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