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Characters: The Warrior of Light + OPEN!
Progress: Ongoing.
Summary: The Warrior, en route to Troia, arrives in Lindblum for a pit stop.
Location: Lindblum.
Date: December 8th, 1803 / late morning-early afternoon.
Warnings: None yet.
The Warrior had arrived quite early this morning; not one to idle about, he'd taken the first airship possible to Lindblum ( once he'd raised the funds, of course ). This city was quite unlike anything he had ever seen -- wide and sprawling, bustling with life even during these early hours! Kiosks and carts huddled all about selling all manner of items and food, and overhead airships cluttered the sky. It was overwhelming!
Stepping into the business district, the Warrior lifted his chin to gaze into the skies, squinting against the bright morning sun. The distant towers of Lindblum were veiled in the pale blue mist of atmospheric perspective, and he had to crane his neck quite far to view the lofty airship docks and the large, looming facade of the castle proper. Breathtaking! The sounds of mechanical whirring and thronging footsteps filled his ears, voices rang out all around him. What a grand, beautiful city this was!
Most of the morning had been spent exploring, visiting shops and carts, perusing the various districts and admiring the clusters of airships. There were so many varieties of them! Cargo and pleasure, small personal ships and the hulking monstrosities that carried many passengers, all of them impressive in their own right. After a busy morning, however, the Warrior set off to track down the Inn. The colored cobblestones beneath him scraped beneath his armored feet, the wind swirled his cape against his back as he ducked through the crowds, navigating his way through the thronging Business District.
Progress: Ongoing.
Summary: The Warrior, en route to Troia, arrives in Lindblum for a pit stop.
Location: Lindblum.
Date: December 8th, 1803 / late morning-early afternoon.
Warnings: None yet.
The Warrior had arrived quite early this morning; not one to idle about, he'd taken the first airship possible to Lindblum ( once he'd raised the funds, of course ). This city was quite unlike anything he had ever seen -- wide and sprawling, bustling with life even during these early hours! Kiosks and carts huddled all about selling all manner of items and food, and overhead airships cluttered the sky. It was overwhelming!
Stepping into the business district, the Warrior lifted his chin to gaze into the skies, squinting against the bright morning sun. The distant towers of Lindblum were veiled in the pale blue mist of atmospheric perspective, and he had to crane his neck quite far to view the lofty airship docks and the large, looming facade of the castle proper. Breathtaking! The sounds of mechanical whirring and thronging footsteps filled his ears, voices rang out all around him. What a grand, beautiful city this was!
Most of the morning had been spent exploring, visiting shops and carts, perusing the various districts and admiring the clusters of airships. There were so many varieties of them! Cargo and pleasure, small personal ships and the hulking monstrosities that carried many passengers, all of them impressive in their own right. After a busy morning, however, the Warrior set off to track down the Inn. The colored cobblestones beneath him scraped beneath his armored feet, the wind swirled his cape against his back as he ducked through the crowds, navigating his way through the thronging Business District.