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Mr. Valient was born a few days ago in Bastok as a Thief on the Ragnarok server. The first thing he decided to do after acquiring enough money was to buy a hat, so that he may look like a guy from WWII. Seriously, doesn't that hat look like something a solider would wear when going to war?
Armed with his brand new hat, Mr. Valient thought nothing in the world could stop him. He demonstrated this by slaughtering a few Quadavs and he leveled up during the process. Good for him.
This picture has absolutely nothing to do with Mr. Valient's story.
Well, Mr. Valient was getting a little tired, so he innocently took a nap in the middle of Gustaberg when four Quadavs rudely interrupted him. The number four supposedly represents death in Japan, and to nobody's surprised Mr. Valient was chastised by these four Quadavs. Yes, he died. Poor him!
After being resurrected, Mr. Valient realized that being a Thief wasn't as great as he thought it would be. Therefore, he became a Red Mage, and also got a huge urge to strip down to his under-clothings and run around the streets of Bastok, which was exactly what he did.
Mr. Valient jogged on over to the local magic shop, and scared many men, women, and children along the way, probably due to his nakedness. Of course, he didn't care because he was so overjoyed to find out that he could finally cast magic! Upon arrival, he found out that he couldn't cast cure until level 3, and that the only spell he could learn was Dia. Might I add that Dia is one completely useless skill, because the defense-weakening is barely even noticeable! Nevertheless, Mr. Valient decided it would suffice.
Mr. Valient bought new boots with the money he had left over. Notice how the silver boots resembles stockings when paired with what appears to be a kilt. This was extremely disturbing, and Mr. Valient couldn't decide whether running around naked was worse than this indirect act of cross-dressing. Nobody seemed to want to party with Mr. Valient, not only because he was a completely useless Red Mage but also because of his offensive outfit.
Well, he went to go bash more Quadavs all by himself so he could gather enough gil to buy the complete armor set and hopefully get rid of the disturbing stocking look. After a couple hours he was still short about 2000 gil so he couldn't buy gloves nor pants, but he did manage to buy the armor. The results is as you see - his legs are even more revealing than it was before. But this wasn't enough to bring Mr. Valient down because he still had his almighty hat!
Let there be pants.
During the whole eighteen hours of wanderlessly running around, Mr. Valient found out that he hasn't accomplished a single thing, so he got up off his lazy rear-end and completed the first mission. He was mildly amused by the cutscene, but the cheesy victory music that played afterwards was well worth the trouble!
Finally, Mr. Valient purchased the entire armor set. Unfortunately, he had to part with his awesome hat in exchange for some metal bandana thing. However, he will never forget his beloved hat, and it's currently stashed away in his Mog House for safe-keeping. Good bye, hat! I salute you!
To wrap this chapter up, Mr. Valient managed to make it to level 9 or somewhere around there. It was one heck of a task since a lot of these monsters give you a meager amount of experience, but Mr. Valient is still hopeful that somebody will come along and ask him to join their party. Hang in there Mr. Valient, we're all rooting for you, I think!
More to come!
Armed with his brand new hat, Mr. Valient thought nothing in the world could stop him. He demonstrated this by slaughtering a few Quadavs and he leveled up during the process. Good for him.
This picture has absolutely nothing to do with Mr. Valient's story.
Well, Mr. Valient was getting a little tired, so he innocently took a nap in the middle of Gustaberg when four Quadavs rudely interrupted him. The number four supposedly represents death in Japan, and to nobody's surprised Mr. Valient was chastised by these four Quadavs. Yes, he died. Poor him!
After being resurrected, Mr. Valient realized that being a Thief wasn't as great as he thought it would be. Therefore, he became a Red Mage, and also got a huge urge to strip down to his under-clothings and run around the streets of Bastok, which was exactly what he did.
Mr. Valient jogged on over to the local magic shop, and scared many men, women, and children along the way, probably due to his nakedness. Of course, he didn't care because he was so overjoyed to find out that he could finally cast magic! Upon arrival, he found out that he couldn't cast cure until level 3, and that the only spell he could learn was Dia. Might I add that Dia is one completely useless skill, because the defense-weakening is barely even noticeable! Nevertheless, Mr. Valient decided it would suffice.
Mr. Valient bought new boots with the money he had left over. Notice how the silver boots resembles stockings when paired with what appears to be a kilt. This was extremely disturbing, and Mr. Valient couldn't decide whether running around naked was worse than this indirect act of cross-dressing. Nobody seemed to want to party with Mr. Valient, not only because he was a completely useless Red Mage but also because of his offensive outfit.
Well, he went to go bash more Quadavs all by himself so he could gather enough gil to buy the complete armor set and hopefully get rid of the disturbing stocking look. After a couple hours he was still short about 2000 gil so he couldn't buy gloves nor pants, but he did manage to buy the armor. The results is as you see - his legs are even more revealing than it was before. But this wasn't enough to bring Mr. Valient down because he still had his almighty hat!
Let there be pants.
During the whole eighteen hours of wanderlessly running around, Mr. Valient found out that he hasn't accomplished a single thing, so he got up off his lazy rear-end and completed the first mission. He was mildly amused by the cutscene, but the cheesy victory music that played afterwards was well worth the trouble!
Finally, Mr. Valient purchased the entire armor set. Unfortunately, he had to part with his awesome hat in exchange for some metal bandana thing. However, he will never forget his beloved hat, and it's currently stashed away in his Mog House for safe-keeping. Good bye, hat! I salute you!
To wrap this chapter up, Mr. Valient managed to make it to level 9 or somewhere around there. It was one heck of a task since a lot of these monsters give you a meager amount of experience, but Mr. Valient is still hopeful that somebody will come along and ask him to join their party. Hang in there Mr. Valient, we're all rooting for you, I think!
More to come!
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