Name: Auron<br/><br/>Age: 22 (actually much older)<br/><br/>Image:<div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">http://www4.picturepush.com/photo/a/8477137/img/FF10/auron.png</div></div></div><br/><br/>Auron stood dazed and confused on the beach of Besaid Island, he knew this place well, the ancient Hymn of the Faith rang in his ears beside him his large sword stuck in the sand reaching out he grabbed it and swung it onto his shoulder, before it fazed away ready for his next battle, reaching inside his jacket he pulled out his dark tinted sunglasses and placed them on the bridge of his nose before slinging his right arm inside the jacket leaving the right sleeve to dangle beside him.<br/><br/>Auron looked around "looks like my story wasn't over after all" he said in a gruff unused voice, Auron blinked as he noticed his voice sounded younger and his body felt healthier than last he was on this plane, making his way to the ocean he peered into it seeing his refection he saw a younger version of himself starring back, he looked around twenty to twenty two, he stood up straight and stretched slightly placing his hand n his gourd and he felt a small vibration and his head snapped up "so the people, neglected the teachings" he let out a sigh and made his way towards the small village he knew well in search of his old friends Wakka and Lulu.<br/><br/>Aurons mouth fell open when he saw the large beautiful buildings where tents once stood,<span style="font-style: italic">they have been busy these last few years</span>he thought to himself as he continued his walk into the village as he walked inside he noticed a difference in the people, they seemed happy and to the most part rural as they always had, but something was just off.<br/><br/>Auron knew full well that he could not search this place top to bottom for them so he'd gather information on where he might locate his friends from the temple, the people of Yevon were often helpful in such times, Auron pushed open the large doors and scanned the area, it was for the most part empty, and what few people were in there were not singing the prey or following anything from the old teachings, there was a large statue of Yuna and Lord Braska at the very front of the temple next to the set of stairs that lead to the Cloister of trials and he stopped there peering at the statues, the Yuna statue looked aged, small cracks on the surface confirmed this, Auron looked around and grabbed a near by priest "how long has it been since the passing of Lady Yuna" he said his voice calm but piercing the man stammered but responded "o-one hundred years" Auron released his grim and grimaced, so Wakka and Lulu were dead, unhooking his gourd he placed it to his lips and took a swig before placing it back on his hip, the priest gasped "y-you cannot drink in here" Aurron looked at him and sighed before moving to a near by bench and perching on it [i] why was I not sent to the farplane, why am I back 100 years in the future".<br/><br/>Auron watched as a young female made her way into the temple, with each step a clunk of her boot would echo around the hall, she slowly made her way over to the statues of Braska and Yuna, and to Aurons surprise used the bow he knew from his time, the hymn started in his head, from memory's long since past, but he found his voice following the tune quietly, he surprised himself, not since he left his post to become Lord Braska's guardian had he sung that hymn, but he continued to watch the girl, she seemed lost, even troubled at what she was to do next.