MEETING IN BALFONHEIM
* PRESENT Balfoheim 706 Alto Valendiano *
Since Chantal had gone to live in Archades, many things in her life had changed quickly and thanks to her genius she had managed to climb the top of the company within two years, thus returning to the Archadian army.
Chantal was one of Archades' brightest minds, second only to Dr. Cid, even if he did not like to draw attention to himself, he managed to get noticed at the court of Emperor Gramis Solidor, entering in his sympathies.
Emperor Gramis had been so impressed by the potential of this young promise that he had placed it under the directive of Judge Magister Gabranth, also given his brilliant intelligence not only in the polite and military field, Chantal also had a marked propensity for the sciences , technological development, the study of alchemy together with the vast knowledge of magical art.
For these reasons, the girl worked as an assistant to Dr. Cid at the Draklor laboratories, thus having a respectable position.
Enjoying his position Chantal had unlimited access everywhere, not only, was always documented on everything that happened within the government and research laboratories. There was not a single thing that the girl could not know about the empire, tactics, strategies, weapons that they used etc ...
Chantal had never loved war and cared little for the fate of Ivalice and the healing that raged on it. It was something that did not concern her, she had already had her dowry of bad luck, but from the war she had learned one thing, to think only of herself, thus making her trust in others had failed.
There were very few of the people she trusted, or to whom she gave that little confidence to be able to exchange a few words. For the rest he was always a step ahead of others, wary and shy towards anyone he did not know.
Thanks to the position she enjoyed and the knowledge she had acquired from it, Chantal had managed to refurbish the airship that she had found on the Ozmone plain several years before, called her "Amira" in the memory of a person in she is dear.
Amira meant "Princess", the person dear to her had explained to her, calling her in her native language.
Amira had silver and gold decorations intertwined with sinuous lines on the copper-colored surface. The inside of the airship was very large, the control room had four seats, on the back there was a room used as accommodation for the night, while further down, in the lower part was the engine room with a small hold.
The Amira was the pride of Chantal as it fully represented her tastes in the matter of airships, on the left side of the aircraft was engraved the name of the ship, along with a phrase in the Dalmasca language "will shine in the darkness".
Chantal had a lot of commitments that morning, she had got up earlier than usual to go to Balfoheim, for a matter of the utmost urgency.
The girl climbed on the Amira heading towards the port city to meet with Reddas, a pirate who knew all too well for his past as an Archadian judge.
Reddas was one of the few people able to put Chantal at ease and succeed in pulling her a smile, where many had failed.
Chantal arrived at the port city a few minutes late, got off the ship and immediately looked for her friend Reddas, who was already waiting for her. While still the young girl was intent on looking for the pirate, the latter silently approached her shoulders as soon as she was close enough, the man barely rested her hand on her shoulder, to which Chantal immediately turned abruptly.
The girl as she saw Reddas breathed a sigh of relief, Reddas softly smiled at her and noticing that her young friend seemed to be in a good mood, greeted her as usual.
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