Furry Final Fantasy: Dawn of the Chosen

[Scyler]

I walked into a tavern and walked up to the bar. "Hey, barkeep. You got any info on the situation in Ivalice?"
"Ixcathia has an army of the undead marching on the capital."
"Thanks.", I said, slipping 25 gil to him under the counter. I walked out into the streets andmade my way to a small restaraunt. I ate and realized I still had 200 gil left. I decided I'd go and get some nice gloves. I walked into an old mages store and walked up to the counter. I looked and saw a pair of white gloves with the red triangle fringe pattern on them that matched my robes. "How much for those?", I asked the Mage, pointing to the gloves.
"Those gloves are 200 gil. They increase the power of white magic and resistance to black magic."
"Hmm. I'll give you 150 for them."
"175!"
"Deal.", I said, handing him his gil. I put the gloves on and walked out of the store. I went to the general store and picked up some potions and ethers with my leftover money and met up at the designated area.

[PhantomStone]

"hey scylar" ghost said to the tiger, she had just finished chatting with a shaggy golden flopy eared dog "i heard that there is a bandit group in the area, some furs have already had there homesteads ransacked" ghost said in an under tone. "they seem diffrent from normal bandits, aparently they come, and they ransack, but they don't take as much stuff as regular bandits, they keep attacking many places but not taking much, they'll take some silver and horses, but they leave the live stock and grain, or the other stuff, its as if they are looking for something, but can't find it"

[Manual_automation]

*wanders through the town looking for supplies, ammo, powder, food, the usual, and suddenly stops, in front of him in a window was the finest rifle he had ever seen, two barrels over under with a beutiful stock, he HAD to have it, but it was much too far out side his price range, even if he sold his own rifle he would be a ways away from it.... maybe he could find a way to raise money* <much much much handy man and laymen work around town later> *he walked up to the others with just enough gil in his pocket for a night at an inn and a meal, compleatly out of energy and in a fair amount of pain, but his new rifle felt good on his back* "hey guys"

[PhantomStone]

"dude cool rifel" ghost said looking at thge new gun on andres back

[Scyler]

"Sweet. What caliber is it?"

[Manual_automation]

*rubs the stock smiling* ".54 cal it was a real chore to get, but so worth it. so where are we staying tonight?"

[PhantomStone]

((gtg im gonna sleep over my dad's to night, see ya to maro guys))

[Manual_automation]

(Later ghost HAVE FUN!)

[Scyler]

(see ya tomorrow)
"There should be a fairly large inn up ahead. We can stay there. Keep your weapons closeby in case of a bandit raid."

[Manual_automation]

*thumbs the doubble lever hammers grinning* "one can only hope"

[Zabyys]

 *Walkin around town to the worst looking bar he could find, walking in with a smile on his face* "I challenge any of you to an arm wrestling contest!" *As the beggest baddest guy comes out from the back, an easy 8' tall 500lb huge Grizzly Fur* "umm... okay being it on!" *The two get around a table and get ready* "on your mark get set... I WIN!!" Within seconds little Zabby had won the contest. "anyone else?" *Gathering up his money and looking around the bar." *An even bigger woman came out of the croud* "Okay I will accept any challenge" getting ready with the 8+' Grizzly looking female fur and setting his arm on the table. "ready set... I WIN!!!" even faster Zabyy won even more money. "I am sorry, but I have to go, round of drinks on me!" *As he tosses some money to the bar keep walking outside with his newly found money. *Finds a an old mages store* "hello sir, do you have... Those right there!" I say looking at a pair of worn out boots. "How much for those?" the old fur looks at the boots realizing he had forgotten he had them. "I don't know... How about 50gil?" I reply with a slight spark in my eye. "I will give you 75gil sir, for you seem like an someone I can trust." *handing the fur a small pouch of gil taking the boots butting them on and walking out of the store to where the others had sepperated from* "Hey how are you all" showing off his new boots, even though his money pouch seems to have more in it then he started with.

[Manual_automation]

*looks over at zabby* "nice boots, whadda'ya think of my gun?"

[Zabyys]

 "Can you use it well enough? It seems a little... heavier then what you used before. Not saying anything about your strength though, just maybe your speed." With fear in his eye after his 6th word.

[Manual_automation]

"my speed? the bullet is my speed, you can't out run that ^.^ "  *runs at a building a little slower than before but still without effort running 2 steps up the wall and spinning around, landing in a crouched marksmans pose* "i think i'll manage"

[PhantomStone]

(yo i get to use my dads mac. i did a bit of sharp shooting 2day 18 shots in a row w/ my dads marlin model 60 micro grove 22 caliber rifle with tasco scope, at 25 yards and 8/10 shots in a 4" diameter circle at 65 yards, also i got 3 slugs in a 7" diameter circle with my remington 870 express 410 caliber at 65 yards)

"very nice andre, i think were safe, bewear all wrong dooers sharp shot andre is in range" ghost laughed