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Cool concept. If you need a spot filling later on, I'll be here.
If you have space left, would love to join as a Mercenary/Myrmidon.
Sounds like fun.
Keeping an eye on this one.
I'm still here, just checking in.
Perhaps Lune had visited Chon'sin. It's possible he passed through while on his way to the coast, he, he truly could not remember much about his past. He did appreciate An'zu, as she was also Valmese, even if she came from another nation he hadn't heard of. He cringed at the collision of the players. Lune twisted his face slightly as he closed his eyes,, wishing the best for the competitor.
"Nngh... Hey," Lune muttered softly, resisting her moving his head for a bit before finally giving in to the girl. Lune then noted the masked man getting a brutal beating for what looked like a robbery. He didn't recognize the person from earlier, but, he smirked softly. If you get caught as a thief, you deserve it. It made Lune feel a bit better about his recent life choices.
Lune felt his head turned once more, and An'zu pointed something out. "There's a wha-" Lune started, but was interrupted by a torrent of shock that took over his body. He let out a small shout, stumbling a bit and nearly knocking An'zu off of him.
"I h-hate wyverns..." Lune stammered, continuing to move away from the crowd.
"Nngh... Hey," Lune muttered softly, resisting her moving his head for a bit before finally giving in to the girl. Lune then noted the masked man getting a brutal beating for what looked like a robbery. He didn't recognize the person from earlier, but, he smirked softly. If you get caught as a thief, you deserve it. It made Lune feel a bit better about his recent life choices.
Lune felt his head turned once more, and An'zu pointed something out. "There's a wha-" Lune started, but was interrupted by a torrent of shock that took over his body. He let out a small shout, stumbling a bit and nearly knocking An'zu off of him.
"I h-hate wyverns..." Lune stammered, continuing to move away from the crowd.
Balerion is watching the joust? A certain thief will soon start feeling uneasy.
An'zu and Lune
With the last hour's incident already in the process of being buried deep, deep in the recesses of her mind, An'zu forced herself to think about other things. Like the Ylissean citizens, for instance. Such a helpful bunch; if they weren't off saving strangers from bandits, then they were taking time away from their schedule to personally guide you through the city.
"Thanks a lot!" An'zu beamed, giving the raven-haired man a lighthearted pat on the back. "I don't do well with directions." She supposed she should be more wary of strangers, considering recent events, but she convinced herself that she wouldn't get attacked twice in a row. There was no way her luck could be that terrible.
An'zu trailed after the man as he stepped onto the street, and quickened her pace to match his. Because her strides were so much shorter, she was practically jogging. "So, is this your first time seeing a joust as well?"
Nodding after the girl thanked him, Lune followed the steps of the other people, wincing slightly as she touched his back. It was strange to him, but, he understood that it was just a friendly gesture. It'd been long since he'd made any friends, actions such as those were almost alien to him. Once she asked him the question he slowed down slightly, noting her attempt to keep up with him and giving her a better time.
"Yes, actually. I've never experienced a joust before. Seems like things like this are popular in Ylisse.... I've spent the majority in my life in Valm, so, yeah." Lune told her, having to lift his voice a bit louder than he normally liked. It was beginning to become louder on the streets as they got closer to the congregation. "Anyways, what do you go by? My name is Lune." He thought that he may as well get acquainted with the girl for now. This could easily become his first friend in this town. A small desire in the back of his head hoped that she was rich so he could rob her, but, he quickly shooed that away. Lune was a good person now!
"Aha, so you are from Valm! I was guessing either that or Rosanne." An'zu grinned then beckoned at her attire, even doing a little twirl to emphasize her point. After her first day in Ylisstol, she came to the realization that she stood out like a sore thumb wrapped with a banner that said 'foreigner over here.' She thought about changing into something less conspicuous, but Ylissean clothes were far too constricting for her liking. "Well, Lune from Valm, I'm An'zu. Bet you can't tell where I'm from."
An'zu had replied to his introduction automatically, playful quips spilling out of her mouth before her brain could register it (this was usually how she gets herself into trouble). Was she supposed to use a pseudonym in times likes this? Ugh. Who knew trying to be incognito was so difficult? It was worse than putting on a farce of a marriage for the people. Since Lune spent most of his time in Valm, she just hoped he wouldn't be too familiar with the Chon'sin throne's seventh in line.
"We're both a long way from home, aren't we?" she noted idly, although she was unsure whether he heard her through the roaring crowd.
The streets became more and more packed as they neared the arena, and she stuck close to Lune to avoid getting pushed along by the tide of people roughly pushing through, trying to get a better view of the joust. Jeez, what happened to the nice, super friendly Ylissean citizens. Before long, only the backs of tall people filled her field of vision. It sucked to be short sometimes. An'zu tiptoed and jumped about to get a glimpse of the arena, but it did little to help. "What can you see? Is it starting?" she asked as the crowd started to cheer. She stared at Lune, seriously wondering how inappropriate it would be if she climbed on his shoulder so she could watch.
He didn't expect anyone from around here to even know about Valm, much less Rosanne, but, maybe he was the only geographically challenged person. He now took a second look at her clothing, noting its uniqueness. Where could she be from? He was pretty sure she wasn't from Ferox...
Long way from home... He never thought much about how far he'd traveled. He wasn't sure if he could even get back to Rosanne without a massive amount of money. It did give him a clue to that An'zu lived very far away though. The young man slipped through people, taking a few glances back to ensure An'zu wouldn't get lost within the waves of denizens.
He smirked slightly as he heard her asking him about the joust. She was quirky and lighthearted. It'd been awhile since Lune had met someone like that. "Yeah, it's starting up now... You can't see, can you?" Lune asked. He could give her a lift. Lune observed his elbow room, noting that he'd be bumping into a few citizens if he attempted to do so. Lune turned away from the joust and extended his hand towards the young girl. "Here, climb on me."
An'zu burst out in a short bout of giggles at Lune's offer. "Are you a psychic? Because you totally just read my mind." She took his hand and heaved herself onto his shoulders with ease, grinning at how ridiculous she might look. The arena was completely visible now, and she could see the two competitors as they rode up to their respective starting points, their lances readied at their side.
Now that she was on him, he expressed his thoughts. "I cannot think of where you could possibly be from. You aren't Valmese as well, are you?"
An'zu rested her chin on Lune's head as he asked a question—if he hadn't realized yet that she had no sense of personal boundary, he will now. "Yes, if you mean the continent," she answered playfully. "No, if you mean the country. I'm from Chon'sin. You've never been?"
Lune felt the impulse to scratch his hair. Considering how messed up his hair would be after this, Lune wished he'd put his hood on first. He shook his head at her response. "No, actually, I've never been to Chon..'sin," It was a new word to him and odd sounding, so, it rolled off his tongue slowly. "Chon'sin." He repeated. "I've actually never even heard of it before. It's in Valm, right? How far from Rosanne?" He asked, taking a quick scan of the premises, hoping no one was staring at the two of them.
With the last hour's incident already in the process of being buried deep, deep in the recesses of her mind, An'zu forced herself to think about other things. Like the Ylissean citizens, for instance. Such a helpful bunch; if they weren't off saving strangers from bandits, then they were taking time away from their schedule to personally guide you through the city.
"Thanks a lot!" An'zu beamed, giving the raven-haired man a lighthearted pat on the back. "I don't do well with directions." She supposed she should be more wary of strangers, considering recent events, but she convinced herself that she wouldn't get attacked twice in a row. There was no way her luck could be that terrible.
An'zu trailed after the man as he stepped onto the street, and quickened her pace to match his. Because her strides were so much shorter, she was practically jogging. "So, is this your first time seeing a joust as well?"
Nodding after the girl thanked him, Lune followed the steps of the other people, wincing slightly as she touched his back. It was strange to him, but, he understood that it was just a friendly gesture. It'd been long since he'd made any friends, actions such as those were almost alien to him. Once she asked him the question he slowed down slightly, noting her attempt to keep up with him and giving her a better time.
"Yes, actually. I've never experienced a joust before. Seems like things like this are popular in Ylisse.... I've spent the majority in my life in Valm, so, yeah." Lune told her, having to lift his voice a bit louder than he normally liked. It was beginning to become louder on the streets as they got closer to the congregation. "Anyways, what do you go by? My name is Lune." He thought that he may as well get acquainted with the girl for now. This could easily become his first friend in this town. A small desire in the back of his head hoped that she was rich so he could rob her, but, he quickly shooed that away. Lune was a good person now!
"Aha, so you are from Valm! I was guessing either that or Rosanne." An'zu grinned then beckoned at her attire, even doing a little twirl to emphasize her point. After her first day in Ylisstol, she came to the realization that she stood out like a sore thumb wrapped with a banner that said 'foreigner over here.' She thought about changing into something less conspicuous, but Ylissean clothes were far too constricting for her liking. "Well, Lune from Valm, I'm An'zu. Bet you can't tell where I'm from."
An'zu had replied to his introduction automatically, playful quips spilling out of her mouth before her brain could register it (this was usually how she gets herself into trouble). Was she supposed to use a pseudonym in times likes this? Ugh. Who knew trying to be incognito was so difficult? It was worse than putting on a farce of a marriage for the people. Since Lune spent most of his time in Valm, she just hoped he wouldn't be too familiar with the Chon'sin throne's seventh in line.
"We're both a long way from home, aren't we?" she noted idly, although she was unsure whether he heard her through the roaring crowd.
The streets became more and more packed as they neared the arena, and she stuck close to Lune to avoid getting pushed along by the tide of people roughly pushing through, trying to get a better view of the joust. Jeez, what happened to the nice, super friendly Ylissean citizens. Before long, only the backs of tall people filled her field of vision. It sucked to be short sometimes. An'zu tiptoed and jumped about to get a glimpse of the arena, but it did little to help. "What can you see? Is it starting?" she asked as the crowd started to cheer. She stared at Lune, seriously wondering how inappropriate it would be if she climbed on his shoulder so she could watch.
He didn't expect anyone from around here to even know about Valm, much less Rosanne, but, maybe he was the only geographically challenged person. He now took a second look at her clothing, noting its uniqueness. Where could she be from? He was pretty sure she wasn't from Ferox...
Long way from home... He never thought much about how far he'd traveled. He wasn't sure if he could even get back to Rosanne without a massive amount of money. It did give him a clue to that An'zu lived very far away though. The young man slipped through people, taking a few glances back to ensure An'zu wouldn't get lost within the waves of denizens.
He smirked slightly as he heard her asking him about the joust. She was quirky and lighthearted. It'd been awhile since Lune had met someone like that. "Yeah, it's starting up now... You can't see, can you?" Lune asked. He could give her a lift. Lune observed his elbow room, noting that he'd be bumping into a few citizens if he attempted to do so. Lune turned away from the joust and extended his hand towards the young girl. "Here, climb on me."
An'zu burst out in a short bout of giggles at Lune's offer. "Are you a psychic? Because you totally just read my mind." She took his hand and heaved herself onto his shoulders with ease, grinning at how ridiculous she might look. The arena was completely visible now, and she could see the two competitors as they rode up to their respective starting points, their lances readied at their side.
Now that she was on him, he expressed his thoughts. "I cannot think of where you could possibly be from. You aren't Valmese as well, are you?"
An'zu rested her chin on Lune's head as he asked a question—if he hadn't realized yet that she had no sense of personal boundary, he will now. "Yes, if you mean the continent," she answered playfully. "No, if you mean the country. I'm from Chon'sin. You've never been?"
Lune felt the impulse to scratch his hair. Considering how messed up his hair would be after this, Lune wished he'd put his hood on first. He shook his head at her response. "No, actually, I've never been to Chon..'sin," It was a new word to him and odd sounding, so, it rolled off his tongue slowly. "Chon'sin." He repeated. "I've actually never even heard of it before. It's in Valm, right? How far from Rosanne?" He asked, taking a quick scan of the premises, hoping no one was staring at the two of them.
I suppose I should have informed you guys Chezka and I are working on a collab post.
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