Characters: Matoya and Refia
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Refia's entirely too curious - and she's got a ride to the Forgotten Continent.
Location: Matoya's Cave, Forgotten Continent
Date: April, 1804
Warnings: None come to mind immediately?
Mjrn and Penelo had left her Refia not far from the cave, though it was impossible to pinpoint the exact location. She waved after the departing ship until it turned north, heading for Narshe, then stroked Alfa's neck as she looked at her chocobo.
"I guess we're here - ready to see what we can find?"
"Kweh!" Alfa was intelligent, and clearly eager to get going after being trapped on the airship. Refia giggled, checking to make sure her pack was strapped on securely to the saddle before pulling herself up and settling in place. "All right, let's go!"
It took about an hour's wandering around, some of which she had to dismount for so as to better cross treacherous ground, before she spotted a cave entrance large enough to potentially hold someone. Glancing down at Alfa's head, Refia gave the chocobo one last pat before sliding to the ground and taking her rod off the saddle. Maybe dressed like a traditional white mage, Matoya would be less likely to throw her out of the cave. If this was even Matoya's cave at all - she was so nervous.
Don't be like this! Just DO it! Visibly getting herself nerved up, Refia slowly approached the mouth, calling out in a voice that shook just a very little. "H-Hello? Matoya? Are you there? M-My name is Refia, and I'd like- I'd like to talk to you, if I could."