You invite a friend over to your house for the afternoon. Describe what your friend would see upon entering your home.
Seeing as I don't have a true home, I'll describe how one of my makeshift shelters would look like.
Upon entry the first thing you notice are stacks of paper everywhere, not neatly stacked on top of each other, but just thrown in a pile in an effort to save space with minimal effort.
In one corner you see a large piece of linen on which in one end lie a pile of Dodo down, most likely used as a bed, in another corner there's a large opening at both ground level and in the top, both covered with flaps of linen to ward against the chill winds, next to and below these there is a fire pit around which there are several pots and jars each containing various stalks, leaves, roots and seeds as well as two larger pots containing salted meat.
During the casual small-talk that ensues, your friend asks you if you have read any good books lately. How do you respond?
The Web of Hydaelyn, written by a self-proclaimed prophet of Nymeia, it was quite fascinating in that it speculates upon how Nymeia herself has spun the web of Hydaelyn's fate and in it the fates of all intertwine to further her designs.. It depicts her as a vengeful diety..- etc. etc.
Your friend eventually leaves, and you're still bored. Restless, you leave the house and set out for a walk. Describe the neighborhood you live in.
It can be a desert, a forest, a valley, ocean-side and so on.
Oh no! An orphan is in trouble! Down the street from where you stand, a small street urchin is being bullied by three larger youths. What do you do about it?
It is sad that people feel the need to torture others, but they'll probably learn more from this experience if I leave them be compared to if I intervened.
*walks past them, eyeing the youths with a mixture of disgust and empathy.*
Adventure time! The next day, still restless, you decide that what you need is a good change of pace. How do you pack for your four-day road trip to Ishgard?
I roll the Dodo down in the Linen cloth closing each end with some thin rope and strap it onto my bag containing mostly papers, quills, some ink and rations, mainly dried meat and a few potions.
If I pass through unknown/hostile areas I equip a pair of heavy leather gloves donned with bone spikes tipped with silver on each knuckle.
For the rest I have my heavy leather cloak to protect against the elements and a knobby walking stick.
Along your journey, you spot some bandits waiting at a bridge across a wide but slow moving river up ahead of you. They haven't seen you yet. You need to cross the bridge to get to where you're going. How do you handle the situation?
Trying avoid a confrontation I'd wait till nightfall hoping for them to take their business elsewhere, if not.
I'd get to cross the cold waters of the river with less chance of being seen, once getting to the other bank I'd try to reach some relative safety on the opposite side of a hill, cliff, etc. and light a campfire as to dry my clothes.
You have just arrived for the first time in a new big city. Where do you go first?
One of two places, the library or the Alchemists' Guild.
For being the 1,000th tourist to the city, you have been given a 6,000 gil voucher to spend as you like at the Ishgard Department Store (think FFXIV version of Macy's). What do you spend it on?
Some books Creation theory and mythological artefacts, as well recipes on new concoctions of different kinds.. If there's anything left I'll spend it on some food, set up a stall to prepare it, and give it away to the hungry and poor.
All of that shopping has made you deliriously hungry. What sort of food establishment do you seek out for lunch?
My own, I'll only take just enough to sate my own hunger, so that there will be more left for the others
Five months later and safely back at home, you realize the Winter Festival is approaching! What sort of present do you pick out for your mother (or nearest living relative, or closest friend)?
A tiny wood carving I stumbled upon one night when seeking shelter in a cave for the night, it crudely resembles a Miqo'te on all fours bowing before something.
Seeing as I don't have a true home, I'll describe how one of my makeshift shelters would look like.
Upon entry the first thing you notice are stacks of paper everywhere, not neatly stacked on top of each other, but just thrown in a pile in an effort to save space with minimal effort.
In one corner you see a large piece of linen on which in one end lie a pile of Dodo down, most likely used as a bed, in another corner there's a large opening at both ground level and in the top, both covered with flaps of linen to ward against the chill winds, next to and below these there is a fire pit around which there are several pots and jars each containing various stalks, leaves, roots and seeds as well as two larger pots containing salted meat.
During the casual small-talk that ensues, your friend asks you if you have read any good books lately. How do you respond?
The Web of Hydaelyn, written by a self-proclaimed prophet of Nymeia, it was quite fascinating in that it speculates upon how Nymeia herself has spun the web of Hydaelyn's fate and in it the fates of all intertwine to further her designs.. It depicts her as a vengeful diety..- etc. etc.
Your friend eventually leaves, and you're still bored. Restless, you leave the house and set out for a walk. Describe the neighborhood you live in.
It can be a desert, a forest, a valley, ocean-side and so on.
Oh no! An orphan is in trouble! Down the street from where you stand, a small street urchin is being bullied by three larger youths. What do you do about it?
It is sad that people feel the need to torture others, but they'll probably learn more from this experience if I leave them be compared to if I intervened.
*walks past them, eyeing the youths with a mixture of disgust and empathy.*
Adventure time! The next day, still restless, you decide that what you need is a good change of pace. How do you pack for your four-day road trip to Ishgard?
I roll the Dodo down in the Linen cloth closing each end with some thin rope and strap it onto my bag containing mostly papers, quills, some ink and rations, mainly dried meat and a few potions.
If I pass through unknown/hostile areas I equip a pair of heavy leather gloves donned with bone spikes tipped with silver on each knuckle.
For the rest I have my heavy leather cloak to protect against the elements and a knobby walking stick.
Along your journey, you spot some bandits waiting at a bridge across a wide but slow moving river up ahead of you. They haven't seen you yet. You need to cross the bridge to get to where you're going. How do you handle the situation?
Trying avoid a confrontation I'd wait till nightfall hoping for them to take their business elsewhere, if not.
I'd get to cross the cold waters of the river with less chance of being seen, once getting to the other bank I'd try to reach some relative safety on the opposite side of a hill, cliff, etc. and light a campfire as to dry my clothes.
You have just arrived for the first time in a new big city. Where do you go first?
One of two places, the library or the Alchemists' Guild.
For being the 1,000th tourist to the city, you have been given a 6,000 gil voucher to spend as you like at the Ishgard Department Store (think FFXIV version of Macy's). What do you spend it on?
Some books Creation theory and mythological artefacts, as well recipes on new concoctions of different kinds.. If there's anything left I'll spend it on some food, set up a stall to prepare it, and give it away to the hungry and poor.
All of that shopping has made you deliriously hungry. What sort of food establishment do you seek out for lunch?
My own, I'll only take just enough to sate my own hunger, so that there will be more left for the others
Five months later and safely back at home, you realize the Winter Festival is approaching! What sort of present do you pick out for your mother (or nearest living relative, or closest friend)?
A tiny wood carving I stumbled upon one night when seeking shelter in a cave for the night, it crudely resembles a Miqo'te on all fours bowing before something.
There is perhaps no phenomenon which contains so much destructive feeling as moral indignation, which permits envy or to be acted out under the guise of virtue. - Erich Fromm