[center][color=#DF7401]Ziton[/color]&[color=steelblue]Baqar[/color][/center]

The moogles were a strange sight. Some declared them to be of angelic descent. However upon further meeting the descendants knew the moogles, along with those who guarded them, were from an alternate timeline. The wise sages who read from ancient scrolls were the ones to make this known. The creatures that were being called darklings were now given another name, thanks to the moogles. Heartless. It was a strange name to most who heard it. Few did however. The kingdoms kept most knowledge given to them by these newcomers to themselves. Slow to forge an alliance the moogles decided to leave their offer open to those who would accept it.

This is where Ziton stepped in. He approached the village a moogle was setting up shop. He had next to him Baqar who couldn't help but stare at the adorable floating oddity. [color=#DF7401]"I can tell this is where I need to be to find it. A way to another world. I am Ziton the Seeker, wanted man in this world. But my skills will be useful no doubt."[/color] He spoke softly. But almost as if talking to himself. His face was hardly visible beneath the hair and hat on his head. [b]"Right.. This way to my ship Kupo!"[/b] The guards followed the small creature and so did Ziton with Baqar behind him. It was not long until they were on the gummi ship, a vessel that was odd yet fascinating for beings of this world. Ziton could not help but wear a grin even as they descended to the world that would serve as the first checkpoint for the birth of this tale.

Flying from the Gummi Ziton's leather coat opened almost like a parachute as he fell with Bawar clinging to his shoulders. He landed gracefully and looked up at the palace with a single piercing yellow and red pupil eye peering through his hair. [color=steelblue]"It's fantastic!"[/color] Exclaimed Baqar as he whipped around on the mans shoulders, giving awe struck looks to all of the lights and architectural designs. Other worlds sure were fascinating. But this was only the beginning. Aware of this Ziton merely eyed the premises. Seeing the different people surrounding the area. It seemed he and Baqar would be the only ones with horns attending this "party."

It was not long until they were greeted by the ones who summoned them all here. [color=#DF7401]"It's close. What I'm looking for is near here.. And yet.. It's so far away."[/color] Ziton muttered to himself without alerting the concern of those around him. His eyes however were set on those who stood before him and the door to darkness. Most importantly those blades their wielded. Those were essential in what he was searching for. Somehow. He looked up now. Both menacing eyes of his were visible as he listened to them speak of a quest. He was eager to hear it and gain a better understanding of how to get closer to them and possibly what he wanted...