Steel turned the flyer over, holding her pack chocobo at bay as the hooded figure slinked about its business like a wraith. The further she read, the higher her eyebrow raised.
This doesn't feel right. Everything about this stinks of...
Steel tugged lightly at the bird's reigns as she walked it forward out of the gates of the city. As she did, she slipped on her helmet--a deep, purple, horned visage with a mouthless expression and piercing, milky-white eyes.
Her mind was made up. She was literally built to combat corruption, whether pious or common criminal. She would make way to Coerthas. She would keep eyes open for a potential capture and exchange.
And she would intervene like a crashing wave.
This doesn't feel right. Everything about this stinks of...
Steel tugged lightly at the bird's reigns as she walked it forward out of the gates of the city. As she did, she slipped on her helmet--a deep, purple, horned visage with a mouthless expression and piercing, milky-white eyes.
Her mind was made up. She was literally built to combat corruption, whether pious or common criminal. She would make way to Coerthas. She would keep eyes open for a potential capture and exchange.
And she would intervene like a crashing wave.
