ohmyarceus | March-April Test Drive Meme

Neither do I - this green is almost like Coeathas in wintertimes, before our eternal snow. Such a splendid sight... wherever this is, it's not what I expected.

[ He expected the hallowed halls. This is nicer.

But his smile turns to an even bigger grin. The Sultana! Giving a little bow of his head, he can't help but feel a little relieved it wasn't just a random Lalafell thrust into this. ]

Then my apologies, Lady Nanamo - I hadn't known yours as well. Ishgardian politics, I'm sure you're familiar with them - and I'm not too involved, at that. No time for gossip about other countries - though, I must wonder. Has your ride come with you?

[ he's talking about raubahn ]

Mayhap one day, the eternal snow will give way. Truly, one cannot expect it to last forever. And climates change, as surely as the day marches to dusk.

[She giggled a little, shaking her head.]

I know your face through a mutual beneficiary, pray, the Warrior of Light. They seem to get around don't they?

[They as in, y'know, weirdness with he/she going around. ~~Damn you SE for making it optional.~~]

My "ride" has yet to appear. I'd imagine he would regale himself with some form of small creature riding on his shoulder, where I once would. Nay, I must procure a mount for myself.

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True! And someday, the lands shall be splendid once more. Would that I could see those days.

[ Because. You know. He won't be going back. But when his dear Warrior of Light is mentioned, his eyes widen into a smile. ]

Truly--?! How splendid, that they have spoke of I! Truly, I deserve no such praise from them - they are the one who deserves tales!

[ he is full-on smiling, his fave subject 10/10 ]

And a pity - for the creature I've gotten is not the sort to be used as such. But until he arrives-- I shall be your mount, Nanamo ul Namo.

[Ah, it's the strange time thing going on. She had heard of the young lords demise in protecting the Warrior of Light, but to see him hale, it warmed her heart.]

Of course. And yes, they have spoken in length in our brief luncheons together. They are always on the go.

Mmm, I would appreciate it. Though it would be remiss of me to naught walk on mine two legs when you tire. But appreciated none the less.

[ Oh, he's dead. He's just not comfortable with talking about it. ;3 Better to just side-step the issue, he thinks. ]

And they even get to dine with heads of state?! Truly, the Fury has blessed them. Though I'd not expect them to dine with all of them - would that they could simply sit down and talk with Thordan. [ He laughs, a little flicker of sadness in his eyes. Ever the hopeful one. Even after... what happened, he hoped that words could be shared. ]

And nonsense! I could carry you for bells - do you doubt my strength? You'll not need to tire yourself - even if we've got much travel to do! But for this, we'll need to stop speaking though these strange Linkpearls with images - unless you are truly inside this device. Am I wrong to assume we've both set foot in the same town?

When best I can manage. I have a tendency to slip my retainers as it were. T'would be a hassle if the Sultana dined like a trencherman in the Quicksand.

[She sees that expression but nods, folding her arms.]

T'would be my honor to be carried, but we would also need to rest. Even Raubahn, as robust as he is, could only bear me for less than twenty bells straight. But yes, we seem to be in the same area. I would join up with you on the short chime.

That it would be - so many would come to bother you over things you'd rather not think of, I'd imagine.

[ He's a Lord, not somebody who needs to go around disguised - so he only gets it a little. (Disregarding. That one Starlight.) But he can't help but close his eyes, pacing as he talks. ]

And I'm no gladiator like your dear Bull - no, I'm more used to simply helping others onto our splendid Chocobo. [ or carrying chocobo chicks - Haurchefant needs to stop thinking of the idea of fighting Raubahn being fun. Because he can't go back. ] Regardless, we've sleep to rest - camping together, like old times of mine. I'm afraid my... little monster desires not to remove herself from my body, however - so you've competition.

Truly. Tis a habit of mine, slipping off away from my quarters to dine with the common folk. All in disguise however.

[Nodding, Nanamo folded her arms.] Understandable. Then, we shall journey forth. When the land becomes inhospitable, we will be carried. Till then, I will break in these new shoes of mine lest I grow weary too quickly. One does not learn to escape thy retainers if thou cannot sprint.

I can imagine - my dear brother, Emmanellian, has quite the way with slipping our gaze. Not that I required such an eye - sometimes, I feel like I was wanted not!

[ He misses him already - they should have had longer. But he pauses as he walks - ah! He sees the Sultana outside of the box, and casually strolls over. Before leaning over her - in-person, it's clear he has a Goomy stuck to his arm. Oh, and he's still wearing broken armour, a shirt slipped on underneath. ]

A sight for sore eyes, dear Nanamo~! Truly, you are - I've not seen any other Lalafell nor Elezen inside that Linkpearl. Shall I call you by another name, however? If any of your enemies or retainers arrive, would it not be splendid to hold a little freedom? I doubt they'd desire this trip.

[The broken armor is a first. She had found herself in simple garments from this world, but other than that, she nodded and bowed.]

On the linkpearl, I shall be known as Lilira Lira, good Haurchefant. Till then, Nanamo betwixt companions will suffice. Pray we meet one of our allies fore the wared ones. It would most likely be harder to deal with their ilk with only these vast array of creatures fore us.

Of course - Lilira is a splendid name!
[ He does the /haurchefant emote, he did it. Before kneeling to her, a warm look on his face. ]
...But with our fortune, shall we not prepare for the worst? Our dear shared friend told me of your poisoning. Even with a... Dravanian on our side, we must ware what comes next. I desire not to think of that, however - what happens shall happen. I know not if it wise to warn those of other worlds of our enemies, lest they think us mad.

Truly, then we would be readying ourselves.

[Nanamo patted the Meowth next to her who nuzzled her hand back.] These creatures, these Pokemon, as the box tells me, are beings of intelligence, and desire conflict, competition between one another. To better protect ourselves, and adhere to the rule of this world, t'would be an idea to obtain more, as companions and protectors.

Thou said a dravanian, pray you have a dragon at your side, Haurchefant?

Splendid! Then we shall raise an army together - one with all the might of Ul'Dah and Ishgard together - a grand allence, if I say so myself! And so, we shall defend any we care for - even with such a soft cat.

[ He gives a slight huff, raising the arm with his Goomy. ] And in that strange box, it told me that dear Huguette - a Goomy - is some form of Dragon-typed beast. Can you see it? For I cannot.

Very well, we shall do as such!

[Nanamo shrugged helplessly as the Meowth tried to get her attention again.]

I neglected looking at your arm, pray, forgive my lack of attention. The Meowth is taking up a vested amount of attention, not unlike cats of our world.

That they seem to be! I've not owned one of my own - far too busy with a brother and young Chocobo both - but dear Ser Aymeric has quite the handful of one. Though I'd not seen them often...

[ A soft sigh escapes his lips, as he moves to sitting - offering one of his hands to the Meowth. Here, you can hassle him, cat. ]

I hope Aymeric is safe...

The life of a caretaker is one fraught with peril.

[A dry saying, but the Meowth took his attention well, as the sultana folded her arms.]

Aymeric does well, with his new station and methods. I daresay that Ishgard is slowly moving towards reform. T'would take more than a fortnight to be done, but I have hopes your lands will know peace with ones once called heretics and unbelievers. Twelve knows that the sands of Ul'dah can be a harsh one to those without coin.

[ And then, softly, he decides to finally say it, his voice dropping a little enthusiasm. ]

...Tell me, dear Nanamo. Have I [ pause ] passed on to you? [ As he talks, he begins to... take off his armour, just so casually. (His Goomy is just staying in the armour, bubbling a little.) He's still coping with life after death. ]

Aye, you have. A sorry state of affairs, but you have been remembered. Many moons has it been since the upheaval in Ishgard, and yet it still simmers and cools.

Your youngest brother, doth irresponsible at first, grew into a man of station, as he looks after Camp Dragonhead in your stead. Aymeric has fully committed Ishgard to the cause of defending our collective borders against the possible renewed Garlean threat, and the Warrior of Light continues their journey, and mayhap set their sights on Ala Mhigo.

[ He can't help but laugh internally - his scar now visible. ]

So, peace came... even if the cost was high to some. [ He is okay with this - even if he's frowning. He did his duty. ] And dear Emm, truly? Are you sure that Honoroit is not the one in charge?

[ A pause. ]

...Ah, but you are more likely not aware of these facts - I apologize for badgering you on matters of my House and others! There have been no more attempts on your life, have there? Ah, the Warrior of Light told me of that tragedy played out, though your life was spoken of as over.

Yes, but peace has still embers of war. The Scions are pressing this matter however, and will hopefully come with a solution.

[She smiled a little.] Your kin hath grown considerably, fighting at the side of the Warrior of Light during the Grand Melee, a battle in which my own Raubahn dueled the Warrior one on one. Twas a spectacular battle indeed. Young Emmanellain hath grown considerably as a man.

Pray, there is no worry towards a simple question. I'd imagine you have questions. And nay, there have been none. Lolorito hath beeen good to his word, as laden with rich smugness as always. He does not desire the deposition of mine position, and has staunchy refused to allow a person of my status to "retire" quietly.

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