Sounsyy watched intently from her position against the wall opposite the thoroughfare. Her face was swathed in fabric and hidden from prying eyes. She had been standing there, watching the proceedings for some time. People came and went, most throwing away the flier or replying disparagingly.
You poor girl, Sounsyy thought, These people don't want to be saved. The people below are no better than those in power on high.
Sounsyy kept vigil to her left and right, for soon the Brass Blades would surely arrive. Mercenary savages of the worst sort paid to show off just how much power money could buy in this city. And if Otto had truly funded this brazen treason, unwittingly or otherwise, he may be getting a visit after this Elezen. This was the wrong way to go about a revolution. These people were content with the status quo. If there was to be change, Ul'dah had to be shown that the gil they worshiped was powerless to protect them.
You poor girl, Sounsyy thought, These people don't want to be saved. The people below are no better than those in power on high.
Sounsyy kept vigil to her left and right, for soon the Brass Blades would surely arrive. Mercenary savages of the worst sort paid to show off just how much power money could buy in this city. And if Otto had truly funded this brazen treason, unwittingly or otherwise, he may be getting a visit after this Elezen. This was the wrong way to go about a revolution. These people were content with the status quo. If there was to be change, Ul'dah had to be shown that the gil they worshiped was powerless to protect them.
