Thread Closed
Gallien Vyese walked through the streets of Gridania later that night, Syros sitting on his shoulder leaning against his head. Heading to his room in the Inn, he looked over to his companion.
"We sure have met some interesting people over the last few moons" - Syros nodding with hints of a smile across her face. The discussion continued for awhile.
Sitting down at his desk that had been covered in papers and tomes from the last few moons, he began to gather them into what he could remember best, as the order and correctness of the information and events that transpired. He began to copy them into one single tome he labeled "The Burden of Choice". He finished his lengthy process and turned off the lantern and sat down on the bed, again looking to Syros.
"On the sunrise we resume our research into the war, we are heading to Camp Bronze Lake, to Wanderers Palace. Leanne told me the tomberries there may know some information on the war...."
As the sun came across the sky the two woke and readied themselves departing the inn room heading to the airship, to La Noscea, to more information, hopefully.
"We sure have met some interesting people over the last few moons" - Syros nodding with hints of a smile across her face. The discussion continued for awhile.
Sitting down at his desk that had been covered in papers and tomes from the last few moons, he began to gather them into what he could remember best, as the order and correctness of the information and events that transpired. He began to copy them into one single tome he labeled "The Burden of Choice". He finished his lengthy process and turned off the lantern and sat down on the bed, again looking to Syros.
"On the sunrise we resume our research into the war, we are heading to Camp Bronze Lake, to Wanderers Palace. Leanne told me the tomberries there may know some information on the war...."
As the sun came across the sky the two woke and readied themselves departing the inn room heading to the airship, to La Noscea, to more information, hopefully.