"Oooh, my head." The groan filled the air as an old man stirred awake. He was clad in tan pants and a long green cloak, white hair ruffled, and a sword resting on his back. The King of Bal rose from where he was laying, looking around to see himself in a forest clearing, but not a place specifically recognizable as the Forest of Moore. At least he had his weapons, and apparently the jobs given to him by the various Crystals, so things could be worse.

At last on his feet, he looked around with some consternation. "Bartz? Lenna? Faris? Krile? Stop playing your jokes and come on out. It's not nice to mess with an old man you know," he called ignoring the complete hypocrisy in that statement as he walked around a bit. And yet, despite his calling, no one presented themselves. 

Then a thought occurred to him, sparking increased confusion. "Wait, shouldn't I be dead," he asked aloud. He distinctly recalled dying, despite the efforts of everyone else, and looking forward to rest at last. But this couldn't be heaven, right? He had expected there would be more people. And beer. And hot women. Well, at least his wife, but any attractive lady would do in a pinch. He'd been looking forward to seeing his comrades as well. But it seemed that that would not be the case. 

Eyes widened as it all came back in the full, how he'd been ready to ascend to the Spirit world when he'd encountered that lady, the one who called herself Cosmos. She had told him that there was a war raging in the heavens between good and evil, the forces of Cosmos versus Chaos. And naturally, given what he'd just been through, he signed right up. He hadn't expected he'd be dumped by his lonesome in the middle of a forest, but what could you do?

"Alright then, well, just gotta find where all the people in this place are." That said, Galuf chose a random direction and began moving that way, taking advantage of the 'Run' power he was given from the Thief Class to speed his passage through the forest. Let it not be said that Galuf was lazy, especially with the stakes such as they were. 

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[i]Some time later[/i]

Having avoided all contact, or just plain not been found, Galuf soon emerged from the forest to find himself at the edge of a city, a port, if the salty air was any indication. It certainly seemed like a busy place, and brought back memories of Walse, as well as his own world, before the Wind had died and water commerce fallen dead. 

Still, it was a city, and that was good for something since it meant people, so he strolled in to see what he could find. Even if he didn't get any sort of indication from Cosmos what he was supposed to do or if he was even supposed to be here, he could still enjoy himself. Maybe he could find a piano.....