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[Upon arriving, Rahal had been knocked out of sorts, and once he came to he still thought himself to be dreaming. He had been out on a training mission with the Iron Rams, to Garlaige Citadel. Perhaps the floor had given way? Was this some secret and long forgotten area of the Citadel, built long ago by the Ancients?
He had been in awe, until he was attacked. It was his first time to take to battle on his own in a while, but he found it remarkably easy. Perhaps his training was doing more for him than he knew. One thing he did know was that he had yet to best Rongelouts, and if he did not contact the Captain soon he would be facing a very angry moustached megalomaniac. That was dangerous for everyone's health.
But when he put his hand to his ear for his linkpearl, he found it missing. With a soft growl he nearly threw his shield in frustration. First he found he couldn't cast magic here, then he discovered his contact with the others was cut off. This day was shaping up well already.
Hearing a noise behind him, he turned to point his sword at the being following him.]
P-p-put that away, kupo! I come in peace, kupo. Peace!
[Rahal eyes the moogle warily for a moment before he frowns and lowers his blade, going as far as to sheath it for the time being.]
My apologies. Sneaking up on a Royal Knight is like to get you killed. In turn, a moogle has no place here. You should quit this place before harm comes to you.
Just doing my job, kupo! Here, these are for you, kupo.
[Rahal briefly glances down at the sky phone and the brochure, lifting a brow. Is this some new technology from Bastok that Rongelouts wishes to test on this mission? Who knew he had a friend moogle.]
You've my thanks. I can manage from here.
[The moogle hesitates for a moment before flying off, muttering something about sky people. Rahal could make heads nor tails of the brochure--he had opened it expecting to find modifications to his orders, but instead it seemed like a fairytale about another world entirely; what was the Captain thinking?--so he stuffed it into one of the pouches on his belt and looked to the sky phone.
Spending so much time with Bistillot, who loved to tinker with technology, made it easy enough for him to set up. Within moments the small knight was peering into the camera, making certain it was adjusted before he stood back.]
If you can hear me, this is Rahal S. Lebrart. I've misplaced my linkpearl, and seem to have wandered into an unknown area of the training grounds. You needn't send rescue; I'll rendezvous with the base camp as soon as I'm able. I'm not wounded, though magic seems restricted in this area.
[He pauses, putting a hand to his chin in thought.]
Captain Rongelouts, have you ever seen something like this before? In all I've read of the Ancients, I've never laid eyes on something of this sort. It's a sight to behold. Perhaps word should be sent to Jeuno to inform them of the discovery?
Should orders change, please contact me. Until then, may the Goddess watch over us all.
He had been in awe, until he was attacked. It was his first time to take to battle on his own in a while, but he found it remarkably easy. Perhaps his training was doing more for him than he knew. One thing he did know was that he had yet to best Rongelouts, and if he did not contact the Captain soon he would be facing a very angry moustached megalomaniac. That was dangerous for everyone's health.
But when he put his hand to his ear for his linkpearl, he found it missing. With a soft growl he nearly threw his shield in frustration. First he found he couldn't cast magic here, then he discovered his contact with the others was cut off. This day was shaping up well already.
Hearing a noise behind him, he turned to point his sword at the being following him.]
P-p-put that away, kupo! I come in peace, kupo. Peace!
[Rahal eyes the moogle warily for a moment before he frowns and lowers his blade, going as far as to sheath it for the time being.]
My apologies. Sneaking up on a Royal Knight is like to get you killed. In turn, a moogle has no place here. You should quit this place before harm comes to you.
Just doing my job, kupo! Here, these are for you, kupo.
[Rahal briefly glances down at the sky phone and the brochure, lifting a brow. Is this some new technology from Bastok that Rongelouts wishes to test on this mission? Who knew he had a friend moogle.]
You've my thanks. I can manage from here.
[The moogle hesitates for a moment before flying off, muttering something about sky people. Rahal could make heads nor tails of the brochure--he had opened it expecting to find modifications to his orders, but instead it seemed like a fairytale about another world entirely; what was the Captain thinking?--so he stuffed it into one of the pouches on his belt and looked to the sky phone.
Spending so much time with Bistillot, who loved to tinker with technology, made it easy enough for him to set up. Within moments the small knight was peering into the camera, making certain it was adjusted before he stood back.]
If you can hear me, this is Rahal S. Lebrart. I've misplaced my linkpearl, and seem to have wandered into an unknown area of the training grounds. You needn't send rescue; I'll rendezvous with the base camp as soon as I'm able. I'm not wounded, though magic seems restricted in this area.
[He pauses, putting a hand to his chin in thought.]
Captain Rongelouts, have you ever seen something like this before? In all I've read of the Ancients, I've never laid eyes on something of this sort. It's a sight to behold. Perhaps word should be sent to Jeuno to inform them of the discovery?
Should orders change, please contact me. Until then, may the Goddess watch over us all.