I was focusing on my crystals, wondering if the time had come to turn them over the the auction house for cash, when I heard the distant voice of a Moogle saying "Your lucky numbers are 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42."
Clearly, I was meant to participate in the Mog Bonanza, but there were some challenges to that.
First challenge - in order to buy a lottery ticket, one must at least be level 5. Upon arriving in Jeuno, I was only level 4.
Second challenge - Tickets are not sold in Jeuno, but even if they were, it wouldn't matter without resolving the first challenge.
Third challenge - my homepoint is now in Jeuno.
I called up Butcherboy and asked him whether he wanted to make a suicidal run with me. Galka are generally incapable of thought when asked for a favor by a woman. Of course he readily agreed.
Plus, I think Meroduin had called him and demanded he try for the gil, as if Butcherboy would give it to the elf to sit on.
We gathered together in Rolanberry Mall, I think - hard to say, it's not like I'm allowed to spend money on maps. In any case, there were lots of bazaars full of stuff no one wanted.
Wearing fishing gear, we decided it was best not to stand still lest Square mistake us for fishing bots. We headed west.
And came to a Cavernous Maw.
Butcherboy>> Let's touch it.
Jeine>> What could go wrong?
Hello CaitSith>> Tee hee! was someone here?
I ended up in Batallia Downs S. Butcherboy in Rolanberry Fields S.
Holding up a pure white feather, we returned to the present. I was greeted by some tigers.
If only I had learned the art of reading the future told in entrails, this would have been a perfect opportunity to practice.
Butcherboy met me back in Jeuno, and we got a teleport to Dem this time. From there it was an easy jog to the zone between North and South Gustaburg where the Quadav gang raped the Galka.
Young Quadav>> I hear you likes the meat, cully!
Butcherboy>> ...
Amber Quadav>> You gotz a purty mouth!
I used the distraction to run for my life. I'm not proud of it.
But, if the stars align and I buy the ticket with the golden wrapper, then Butcherboy's sacrifice will have been worth it,
