At Tao, the hot, sarcastic, elf goddess' Tribe, the moogle Tribe or something... At Tao, the hot, sarcastic, elf goddess' Tribe, the moogle Tribe or something...
I can't believe that little snob Ivan won the challenge on his first try. It's near impossible for someone to be that lucky.
I've said it before, but stupid chance-based chalenges. They require no skill, no ability to win. Just blind luck.
The dark bane of losing...
And I was really looking forward to a slave boy doing my chores.
Well when you think about it, the odds weren't terribly stacked against him. It was a one in forty-nine shot and he got lucky.
If it was only that I'd be fine, but the way he went about it, so sure and full of himself, like he somehow knew ahead of time. It just makes me so mad, Graah!
Control your anger, otherwise it will bring your downfall.
Bah, philisophical rubish. I'm with you on this though Dei, Ivan must be cheating somehow and I'm not gonna let the little rat get away with it.
You two plot as much as you want, but somebody better bring in some food if we want to eat.
Me and Auron will go out to find something.
Finally giving up your chauvinist ways and doing some work Sage? Good, but I'll be keeping an eye on you.
A little later, in the jungle...
I want in on your alliance.
You know not fully of what you speak.
Don't give me any of that blather. I know you're in cahoots with the vampire boy. Well, I say the three of us older fellows team up. You're no spring chicken and Vincent has probably lived longer than we think. So, how 'bout it?
You are insightful Tellah. I'll consider the matter further with Vincent, however I don't think it will be much of a problem.
Good to hear. We can't let those whipper snappers beat us yet.
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