The adventures of Nesa and Ronove

[Aerith's knight]

As you may or may not know, in the second chapter, when I started, Nesa and Ronove traveled for months from Aison to Remon. This is the tale of their adventures. Enjoy. :)

------- The adventures of Nesa and Ronove - Part 1: Dark Ocean ------------

"It's dark.", a voice boomed over the waves of the dark ocean. Clouds rolled overhead, blocking out all light but the moon.

"..."

"It's still dark.", the voice now whined. A few birds flew overhead, towards the opposite direction. An exasperated man, sitting in the boat, thought they must've been heading for land. He tried to make sense of everything that had happened to him, but he kept being interrupted.

"I don't like the dark."

"For the love of Cardia, do you ever stop talking?", Nesa shouted at the scarred man.

"I can't remember.", Ronove said as he scratched his behind, "...I can't see anything."

"FINE, HERE!", a screaming voice echoed over the vast ocean as a small strand of light appeared in the boat. It illuminated the endless waves in every direction. Nesa had just steered in the general direction of Remon. He wouldn't be able to more appropriately set course until the clouds cleared up.

"...I only see water."

Nesa considered jumping in the water and swimming back, he considered throwing Ronove in the water and never looking back, he considered the last one for a long long time, but in the end he merely rubbed his forehead.

"We're on a ocean, that's normal. Now, you said your name was Ronove, do you have a last name?"

"Of course."

"Well, what is it?"

"How would I know? I have amnesia."

Nesa considered it again, this time hours streaked by before he spoke again.

"Well, what do you know?", Nesa said, looking back in the direction of the island. He hoped Fae was safe, he had risked everything for it.

"I.. Uh..", Ronove mumbled as he rubbed his scar.

Nesa immediately thought of the Grey robed men, the violence, and why they would even want this man. Perhaps he would finally get a clue about it all. He was stuck with him for what was probably months, after all. Who was he? What was he?

"...I'm hungry."

Nesa blacked out.

"He's an idiot."

[Aerith's knight]

It was noon when Nesa came by, or stopped pretending to be blacked out, it became hard to differentiate. He looked at the disschevellad man in front of him. Even after the ordeal of last night, he barely seemed fazed. It seemed not much could happen that would even interest him. How much.. had he seen already?

Nesa wondered how to begin. How to start up a conversation, this was a rather awkward trip, after all. But then again, how long could the trip take? Ronove however, spared him the trouble.

"I'm still hungry.", Ronove complained as his stomach grumbled.

Nesa then did something which he did increasingly often when Ronove was involved, he sighed and consented.

"Fine, I'll see what I can do."

But what could he do. They were on the middle of the freaking ocean. Nesa saw some fish, and tried to grab them. They slipped right through his fingers.

"Ha! Fail!", Ronove chuckled.

"This is your dinner I'm trying to catch, you know.", Nesa grumbled as he tried again, and failed.. again. This went on for an hour, with Ronove chuckling every time he failed. On and on and on and on and-

"AARRGH", Nesa screamed as he jumped into the ocean, sword drawn. Ronove stared at the now empty spot in the boat, then at the sea, back at the boat.

"Mean Elf?"

Several minutes passed by and Ronove nearly started to panic. What was he going to do now? He didn't think much of the mean elf, but he did take care of him. He didn't want to run again. But before he could think much more about it, he was distracted by a crashing sound. An enormous Dolphin like fish crashed into the boat, with Nesa climbing back in.

"There.. food."

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Several hours later, when they stripped some of the boat plating to make a campfire (and not burn it all down), they were enjoying some well-deserved fish-on-a-stick, or Dolphin-kebab. Ronove looked a little more thoughtful than he did in the morning, looking at the night sky like someone trying to remember something important.

"I think it happened a few weeks ago.", Ronove suddenly said.

"Huh?", Nesa was a little taken back, chasing dolphins does make one tired and hungry, after all, "What happened a few weeks ago?"

"I don't know.", Ronove said slowly, "But I can only remember back to waking up on a ship. I think it was a slave ship."

"Why would you say that?"

"Because there were a lot of slaves there.", Ronove responded earnestly as Nesa smacked his forehead, "I tried to escape so many times, they hurt me.."

"Ronove.."

"I finally just jumped overboard and swam to the first island I saw. I couldn't take it anymore. I just wanted to say... Thank you for trusting me."

"...Anytime."

Nesa would have been slightly more distressed had he known this was the only serious conversation he would have with Ronove for the next 3 months.