Psychotic Mog
Odin
Mandragora Choker

Fabulous Juno and Seven Dunesfolks

Once upon a time a little Lallafell girl Juno was prancing trough the Black Shroud together with her pet Carby BooBoo. All of the sudden seven Dunesfolks came out from the bushes in front of the little girl, blocking her way. They all seem old by the looks. White beards, red pointy hats, some of them wearing glasses. Each of the men was carrying pickaxes. One of the miners, the oldest one, with the longest beard approached Juno.
- Hello my dear Juno! We’ve been all watching you closely for some time now and we think you are worthy!
He said.
“OK, that’s creepy.” Juno thought. “I’m being stalked by a bunch of geezers… for a quite some time apparently… Oh well, let’s just roll with it and see what’ll happen.”
- Worthy of what?
Juno asked.
- Worthy of winning this brand new model of Magitek Armor and 20 milion gill in cash!
Junos eyes widened from excitement. She imagined driving back to her master in a shiny new ride and a pouch full of Gill. Master Mog would be so proud of her.
- All you have to do to win those prices - Dunesfolk continued. – is to answer one question…
- Oh I know! I know! - Juno interrupted. - Lewphon of Sharlayan wrote The Five Ages – An Eorzean Chronology in year 232 of Sixth Astral Era!
All seven Dunesfolks looked and the girl with the disappointment. Then the oldest one spoke again.
- No, No, No. That wasn’t the queston. We just wanted to know do you have the letter?
- A letter? – Juno asked. – Sorry, but I don’t have any letters.
- Oh well, I guess the only thing I can give you is this. –
Dunesfolk said as he threw popoto at the girl. Soon after that all seven mysterious men wondered into the bushes from which they came from.
-FOR THE MOG SAKE! – Juno shouted, picking up her reward. – Master won’t be too happy from this loot.