Hi everyone, this is the first fanfic that I'm submitting here. It's going to be about the various (made up) background stories of the characters, shared around the campfire. I'll definitely be attempting to make this funny! This is just the prologue chapter, and there's more to come.
Disclaimer: I do not own White Knight Chronicles. If I did, this would already be in the game.
Leonard stretched as he cleaned his axe. The party had been camped right outside the entrance to the Nordia tunnels for about an hour, now, and he was bored. The others didn't look like they were having the time of their lives, either. Eldore was the only one getting anything out of this little break: he was snoring like he had a troll in his throat.
It wasn't that Leonard didn't appreciate the time to rest and regenerate, but he had too much on his mind. Princess Cisna had been kidnapped. He didn't know why that bothered him so much- after all, he barely knew her. But she was the princess! And she had liked him.
"I'm officially bored. Why don't we do something?" Yulie asked. She yawned. Leonard's gaze drifted towards the tunnels, and he wished he could go in.
"So am I." The voice of the new girl, Terra, was loud and clear. Leonard didn't even know how she had ended up with the job at the wine shop. She had just blown into town and decided to look for work.
"Let's tell campfire stories!" Yulie suddenly suggested. She was being way too cheerful for Leonard's mopey mood!
"Hey, don't you think that we should just keep going or something?" Leonard asked.
"Oh, stop it! We need to take a break. I thought that my legs were going to fall off back there."
"Okay, I'll go first." Yulie declared. "We'll all take a turn."
"Sounds good to me!" Terra replied.
Leonard rolled his eyes. There weren't enough camping trips in the world to cover all of Yulie's 'stories', if that was what you could call them. She was a good kid, but she knew how to attract trouble... and vespids!
"So, this one time in Parma..." Yulie began.
Leonard looked off into the distance, hoping that she wouldn't tell embarrassing stories about him. Growing up with that girl was like giving a psychopath a weapon: it provided a means to destroy you. And Yulie certainly would end up telling people a lot... Maybe too much.
"And then Leonard-"
"Can you tell a different story, Yulie?" Leonard interrupted.
"Nope!" she continued speaking, while Terra laughed.
This was going to be one long night.