The Quicksand was fairly empty for the time of day. A rarity. A few patrons were scattered around some tables. A few adventurers stood by the Levemete's desk, arguing over which leveplates looked most appealing.
Rostnais sat at a table with a large mug of ale. Somewhere in Eorzea, it was an appropriate time to drink, so why shouldn't he have one. The Roegadyn's eyes widened for a moment upon seeing it and the person entering with it. A hat. A very nice looking hat.
In a loud boisterous manner, he jumped up from his seat. "Sir! That hat! Where did you find it? 'Wolves back on the boat would LOVE that!"
Rostnais sat at a table with a large mug of ale. Somewhere in Eorzea, it was an appropriate time to drink, so why shouldn't he have one. The Roegadyn's eyes widened for a moment upon seeing it and the person entering with it. A hat. A very nice looking hat.
In a loud boisterous manner, he jumped up from his seat. "Sir! That hat! Where did you find it? 'Wolves back on the boat would LOVE that!"
