The freelancing adventurer seems to be progressing decently in his endeavors with the adventurer's guild. Taking up many requests have been demanding, but he cannot deny that the work and effort has been making him stronger and stronger... But as he progressed, doubt was settling in little by little... Once or twice, he would find himself sighing, as if the effort was proving to be discouraging...
But it was not because of his personal progress, no. Why, with him granted permission to venture into other city-states and learning of new battle crafts to take up and advance his abilities, it was hardly all in vain.... No... See, among the mass amount of people that were present in Ul'dath, the greenhorn adventurer found himself discouraged... It felt like his younger days when he could not succeed in instigating and communicating with people so as to develop acquaintanceship with individuals... especially those who are proactive adventurers...
Besides the embarrassment of his rewarded equipment presented in a way that they mismatched together and having no known way to resolve this fashion dilemma (though he did not consider himself fashion-minded), he found himself to be intimidated by the large number of people, a feeling of which he did not expect to feel. Surely, there are likely to be those who would welcome anyone, old or new, just from a simple greeting, those who were easygoing and approachable... But how to begin? What could he say afterwards to keep the exchange alive and establish a meaningful communication? On other note, he has noted, during his times out in the fields of Eorzea, that there are, indeed, many strong adventurers out there... What with powerful armor and weapons or unique sets of clothing and gear as well as a number of skills and crafts both for battle and for miscellaneous desires and whims... Most exceptionally, these well-fitted individuals had well-fitted allies as well... and he has observed and noted a few who seem to be in good-standings with each other... Whether the way that they communicated to each other freely and affectionately... or how they support one another during unfortunate circumstances...
He was not quite successful, in his youth, with establishing such connections with others... Will he, too, be able to make friends as his parents have, or will he end up in this world alone?...
Though as doubt ensnares and entangles his mind and resolve with its thorns of discouragement, Alexander decides that he must press forward in his 'ventures... Maybe, in due time, things will change for the better...
But it was not because of his personal progress, no. Why, with him granted permission to venture into other city-states and learning of new battle crafts to take up and advance his abilities, it was hardly all in vain.... No... See, among the mass amount of people that were present in Ul'dath, the greenhorn adventurer found himself discouraged... It felt like his younger days when he could not succeed in instigating and communicating with people so as to develop acquaintanceship with individuals... especially those who are proactive adventurers...
Besides the embarrassment of his rewarded equipment presented in a way that they mismatched together and having no known way to resolve this fashion dilemma (though he did not consider himself fashion-minded), he found himself to be intimidated by the large number of people, a feeling of which he did not expect to feel. Surely, there are likely to be those who would welcome anyone, old or new, just from a simple greeting, those who were easygoing and approachable... But how to begin? What could he say afterwards to keep the exchange alive and establish a meaningful communication? On other note, he has noted, during his times out in the fields of Eorzea, that there are, indeed, many strong adventurers out there... What with powerful armor and weapons or unique sets of clothing and gear as well as a number of skills and crafts both for battle and for miscellaneous desires and whims... Most exceptionally, these well-fitted individuals had well-fitted allies as well... and he has observed and noted a few who seem to be in good-standings with each other... Whether the way that they communicated to each other freely and affectionately... or how they support one another during unfortunate circumstances...
He was not quite successful, in his youth, with establishing such connections with others... Will he, too, be able to make friends as his parents have, or will he end up in this world alone?...
Though as doubt ensnares and entangles his mind and resolve with its thorns of discouragement, Alexander decides that he must press forward in his 'ventures... Maybe, in due time, things will change for the better...
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Alexander Gomez, a Midlander Hyur
Wa'gozah'a Nunh, a Keeper of the moon Miqo'te, who lived with the Seekers and reared by her Keeper mother
Alexander Gomez, a Midlander Hyur
Wa'gozah'a Nunh, a Keeper of the moon Miqo'te, who lived with the Seekers and reared by her Keeper mother
