She starts as self-deprecating and blames herself for events beyond her control, relying on others, but she wants the power to summon eidolons so she can better defend her kingdom and her companions. She loves theater, Lord Avon's I Want to Be Your Canary being her favorite play. Garnet has a love for learning both from books and from the people and world around her. To hear the words again, it was written across her face the guilt and sorrow.Garnet Til Alexandros XVII is the deuteragonist of Final Fantasy IX, and the heir of Alexandria in the 17th generation. Garnet notices a change in her mother, Queen Brahne, and seeks to escape Alexandria Castle.
Tread this forest at night.” It got its nickname the Evil Forest for a reason.Īgain she looked at Judeau almost apologetic and although she knew he didn’t want “ She allowed her hands to fall at her lap. At the break of dawn…we’ll need to decide quickly on what toĭo. Immediately, she threw her handįorward and summoned a shield to block the cave’s entrance. Sound of wolves howling caught her attention. It was then as the rain began to ease that the “…I’ve honestly never met a soul like yours.
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One full of surprises Judeau.” She said before taking a seat on the rock once Sheīounced back away from the shadows of uncertainty and then said, “…You’re the Once he looked at her, kindness radiating from his gentle expression. Me?” The words just fell out like water from a tipped cup. She stepped forward, herįace twisted into a face of both concern and wonder. Was more concerned over her hurting herself than the powers she just presented.ĭespite how relieving it was, it also confused her. Her doubt and fears – looking to him with widen eyes, it was incredible how he She never did see himĪgain after her father dealt with the matter. Witch and drew his sword when she was only 8 years old. The first time she played with her magic and one of the knights called her a “You really are full of surprises…” he began softly, relaxing now though still quite amazed by her ability, “… just make sure the next one doesn’t involve using a knife on yourself, alright? I felt my heart drop for a - | A mere reaction forced her to flinch as he stepped forwardĪnd touched her hand – worried as to what his response would be. Perhaps that is why her mother suddenly turned on her? To have a daughter capable of harnessing mysterious power could prove to be a danger to her reign or whatever evil deed she was plotting. That… explains so much…” he released her hand, feeling a wave of concern wash over him. “Powers.?” he repeated in disbelief. “I’ve only heard about people like you in stories. Judeau sighed in confusion, or maybe it was relief? After all, Garnet’s hand was perfectly fine now, miraculous as it may have been. Garnet’s eyes were avoiding his own, and he could already tell she was also bracing for what came next. Gently his thumb brushed over her palm in observation, eyes drawn to Garnet’s face after he was absolutely certain there was no wound. “ That’s– how did you do that?” he asked, suddenly stepping close in his curiosity and taking hold of Garnet’s hand, still unsure as to what he’d just witnessed. Needless to say, when Garnet finally produced her unwounded hand, Judeau was amazed to the point where he’d almost not caught her timid explanation. The sudden appearance of light was alarming though not terrifying, and somehow even though he could not comprehend it, the soft glow seemed harmless in nature. His heart raced and he took a step back, unaware of just what he was witnessing before him. The act was unsettling, and as much as he wished to say something– anything at all– Garnet’s hand was glowing with intensity, string, rays, and auras of light reflected in the bright green of his irises. His brows knitted in visible confusion, but he half-nodded to affirm that he would at the very least brace himself for whatever was about to happen.ĭespite what she’d asked of him, Judeau was shocked: Garnet produced her blade and used it to injure the pale flesh of her hand, instantly earning the swift flow of blood that followed. There really wasn’t much that could possibly scare him, let alone a gentle soul like her. Those were a strange choice of words coming from Garnet, considering the very well known fact that Judeau was a mercenary who killed men for a living.
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