((Obligatory ooc note: Please excuse my English m(_ _)m))
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The weather was kind that sun, allowing for the trip to Gridania to pass mostly uneventful. Sitting silently on the carriage, Clover’s eyes remained glued to a landscape that had been slowly changing. The dry, orange lands of Thanalan disappeared little by little, welcoming the green and brown. Green and brown and blue, like her childhood memories.
“Is this your first trip to Gridania?â€
The voice of a man who’d been sharing the traveling carriage with her could be finally heard, claiming her attention for the first time. She turned her gaze towards him before replying with a soft shake of her head. Albeit she wasn’t smiling, she didn’t mean to be impolite either.
“I see. It’s the best place to spend a few relaxing days in my opinion,†he commented with a very friendly tone. It was alright if the hyur girl was reserved-- he could still smile for the two of them. The rest of the passengers of the small carriage were asleep, so she was the only candidate that could keep him some company, bored as he was. “I wish I was here on holidays, though! But you know, business always take priority. How about you? Why are you here?â€
“I’m just… coming back home, I guess…†she replied after a very brief pause, keeping her eyes on the stranger now. She prefered it if he told her more about his story instead of asking about hers. The conversation was simply more interesting that way.
“Ohh, that’s very nice! You see, sometimes, I certainly miss having a home to re—“
His words were abruptly interrupted by a masculine voice demanding for the carriage to come to a halt. It was easy to recognize an elezen Wood Wailer, perfectly armed with his characteristic Polearm. Clover’s traveling companion gave her a nervous smile, before turning his attention to the approaching soldier.
“A skirmish has broken out up ahead with the Ixal! For your own safety, you must remain here until—“
His warning had been clear even before he could finish the sentence. A threatening arrow, impacting directly against the carriage’s wood, alerted everyone.
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
