~Wystern: The City of Swords and Flowers~
The opening ceremony had ended around ten minutes ago, it wasn't much of anything special, just some words to get everyone riled up. Lucio could feel it in his bones, he would take this tournament by storm with his knuckle weapons! Knock everyone out that stood as his opponent! Of course, some of the competitors looked pretty tough, so the boy bit his lower lip, in thought. Bron had said he had a surprise, and as Lucio exited the Central Tower of Wystern to the bottom section of the city, he was running as fast as he could to the Silver Guild, his home away from home, which was up on the center section. His mother and father lived there peacefully, not seeing their son often, but they knew he was working hard, and it made them proud.
The bottom section of the city was close to the water, Lucio could see the fish swimming through the ocean below the bridge-like paths he ran over to get to the Silver Guild. The building was large, and had a huge silver emblem crafted by Bron himself on top. Lucio pushed the doors open, the place looked pretty nice on the inside. The flooring was wood, and had carpets leading to each room. Lucio quickly approached Bron's room, which was on the first floor, in the back.
"Master Bron!" Lucio called out, nearly tripping and falling onto his face as he barged into his master's room. Bron nearly fell over, too. But just out of shock.
"What the heck are you doin'?!" Bron asked loudly, putting a hand over his chest. "Ya' nearly gave me a heart attack!" Bron calmed down, as Lucio was laughing at his master's words, as he sounded hilarious... At least to Lucio. There was someone else there, too. "Who's that, master?" Lucio asked, and Bron suddenly smirked. "Well, I've got a surprise for ya! You know how everyone else is trottin' around with a Guardian Beast?"
"Yes way! I want the tournament to be fair to all of you! So I brought this here summoner to Wystern to get'cha a Guardian Beast for the tournament!" Bron explained, and the summoner nodded slowly. "So this is one of the children wishing to be the next Craftlord..." He stared at Lucio for a moment, and then spoke again. "Why do you walk this path?"
Lucio blinked. "Why do I... You mean, as a Craftknight? So I can make my parents proud...!" He answered, smirking. The summoner nodded, and began to speak again, this time, less seriously. "I see... He was well raised, Bron. Like another Craftknight we know."
"Nobody is better than Amariss at raisin' kids! Get to ta' Guardian Beast already!" Bron shouted irritably, making the summoner sigh deeply and nod. "Before we begin, I require something special from you, Lucio. To keep the Guardian Beast bound to both you, and this world."
Lucio thought about it, what could he use? The young man put a hand on his chin, thinking for a few moments. Master Bron's angry expression helped him make up his mind real fast.
"We can use my Harp." He said, taking the small harp which hanged on the side of his pants and giving it to the summoner. The summoner was quiet, and stepped to a more open area of the room. "Alright. I will now summon the creature that will be your partner." The summoner put out his hands, a small light appearing in the air. It slowly enlarged, and before long, the summoner began speaking.
"Great beast! I call upon you! A loyal friend to the Craftknight you are bounded to.... His name, Lucio!"
Lucio wasn't sure about this anymore. It seemed fishy... As if this was forced. "uhh-"
Suddenly, in a bright flash of light, an odd female appeared in front of the summoner, who backed away silently. "The deed is done."
"Terrific! C'mere, Lucio!" Bron pulled Lucio with him, and they stopped not too far in front of the summon creature.
"Hello!" Bron says rather happily, and mostly that is because this creature was beautiful. Lucio stared silently, still in thought. Where had she come from, and did she actually choose to be here? Bron forcefully patted Lucio on the back, knocking the wind out of him. "Don't be rude! Say hello!!!"
"Uh... H-Hi..." Lucio mumbled, looking more at the ground than anything. The summoner seemed to simply walk away, he knew his job was done, and he was no longer necessary.