If I ever found a journal in some old Allagan ruins that described what the place was like, it would be an amazing find! If there's another huge Calamity, even boring writings about what cities look like would be interesting again! It's important for me to write- one day I might be the key to discovering history!
Gridania. Gridania is a peaceful place where most of the buildings are built into old tree stumps or hills or things like that. It's a nice thought, but... I'm not sure I like the place very much. I'm sure there are way fewer people than in Ul'dah, and yet... it feels so crowded. Maybe it's because of all the leaves being blown through the city?
A few times I heard people refer to the Elementals and the Will of the Elementals and that sort of thing. Maybe that crowded feeling is because those Elementals are invisible and brushing shoulders with everyone. I don't know! I didn't stay long. When people glared at me as I passed by, it was.. different. Not like the predatory stares Ul'dahn merchants give everyone. I'm not sure what the Gridanians wanted from me. Maybe just 'gone'.
... I'm already comparing everything to Ul'dah like I've lived there my whole life.
I'm writing these words on a cloudy day in Limsa Lominsa, away from prying eyes that might say "Hey, stop writing bad things about our Gridania!"
Limonsa is pretty great! The sea breeze and all the white stone the place is built from make it almost otherworldly... And all the "yarr bosun tradewinds scuttle me bankships" talk probably helps make it seem stranger than it really is.
I think I'll go check out the smithing guilds, maybe I can learn a few tips to keep my gear in better shape.
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I met... a... person. A drama queen. A lighting-fast master of short blades. Someone very hard to describe. I lent him a helping hand, and as the sun finally broke through the clouds, he moved with a flash, and uh...
My hair looks pretty fantastic now!
It was only a haircut, but it FELT like the most important moment of my life.
I suppose the moral of the day is: Help out someone in trouble. Because then.. uh... something??
I should put away the pen until I'm done being stunned.
Gridania. Gridania is a peaceful place where most of the buildings are built into old tree stumps or hills or things like that. It's a nice thought, but... I'm not sure I like the place very much. I'm sure there are way fewer people than in Ul'dah, and yet... it feels so crowded. Maybe it's because of all the leaves being blown through the city?
A few times I heard people refer to the Elementals and the Will of the Elementals and that sort of thing. Maybe that crowded feeling is because those Elementals are invisible and brushing shoulders with everyone. I don't know! I didn't stay long. When people glared at me as I passed by, it was.. different. Not like the predatory stares Ul'dahn merchants give everyone. I'm not sure what the Gridanians wanted from me. Maybe just 'gone'.
... I'm already comparing everything to Ul'dah like I've lived there my whole life.
I'm writing these words on a cloudy day in Limsa Lominsa, away from prying eyes that might say "Hey, stop writing bad things about our Gridania!"
Limonsa is pretty great! The sea breeze and all the white stone the place is built from make it almost otherworldly... And all the "yarr bosun tradewinds scuttle me bankships" talk probably helps make it seem stranger than it really is.
I think I'll go check out the smithing guilds, maybe I can learn a few tips to keep my gear in better shape.
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I met... a... person. A drama queen. A lighting-fast master of short blades. Someone very hard to describe. I lent him a helping hand, and as the sun finally broke through the clouds, he moved with a flash, and uh...
My hair looks pretty fantastic now!
I suppose the moral of the day is: Help out someone in trouble. Because then.. uh... something??
I should put away the pen until I'm done being stunned.