[center][h1][color=lightblue]Galahad Caradoc[/color][/h1]
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Had it been a close fight? Galahad couldn't say for sure. Miina had dispelled enough of Isolde's protections for him to get a solid strike in. Of course, Isolde was quick to reapply her protections and the knights at her service were quick to rush to their defense. However, any question of whether they could win the fight or even escape to safety was literally washed away as Leviathan attempted to take its revenge on the traitorous Grovemaster. Well, at the very least they know whose side the primordial fell on- kinda.  

Falls generally didn't threaten the Dragoon, but it was a miracle they didn't drown- or get separated after the fact- for the most part, anyhow. A small mercy to be sure, but Galahad wasn't ready to thank the fates just yet, they'd certainly done their damned best to screw them, so it was about time [i]something[/i] went their way. In a more peaceful time, Galahad might've enjoyed a few days of break at a beach, fishing and hunting, but recent events had left him in an undoubtedly sour mood. His legs ached like hell, jumping as much as he had that fight- especially after hitting his limit would do such a thing. As antsy as he was, Galahad had to keep his movement to a minimum to let them rest and heal. A pile of recently cleaned armor laid in a bundle by the open flame, wrapped in cloth to prevent [i]more[/i] sand and grit from getting into it, and the dragoon sat by the campfire with the rest, rotating a large fish on a stick on a makeshift stand over the fire.

Goug was a welcome sight- especially with their birds in tow. How the moogle managed to find them, Galahad had no clue- but unfortunately it meant that if the Grovemaster and her lackies wanted to, they'd be able to find them again soon as well. They had to start moving sooner rather than later. Galahad was particularly happy to see Korin again, the silver chocobo quickly warbling a chipper tune as it returned to its master. Galahad glanced over as Izayoi asked Miina about her tribe, idly patting the chocobo's feathered head and leaned back against the bird as it settled in behind him. [color=lightblue]"Safer than this cove."[/color] Galahad agreed, [color=lightblue]"We'll have to move out soon. If Goug can find us, I have no doubt that conniving Grovemaster and her knights can too. Will your people mind?"[/color]

Back towards Osprey was not exactly the right direction, but they could hardly be picky at this point. A plan to force their way to the Crystal would have to wait, for now they had to recoup after Isolde's treachery. What to do about the Grovemasters and the Crystals was, unfortunately, a headache for another time. Right now, they needed to find relative safety.