A Stone Used to Sharpen Blades
The Brass Blades told me it would cost 10,000 gil to enter Ul'dah. I spent the sun in a refugee camp outside the city. I fail to understand why the walls of the city are so tall. It is as if they wish to keep the Gods themselves out of the city.
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At one point I witnessed a large gathering of people forming around a camp-ground near a river. I felt a strong urge to stalk. The diverse group of people were heavily armed, but they did not wear uniforms of any kind. Other people were obviously robed magic-users, and some of these random people surrounded an open ground as if awaiting something.
I was too wary to approach the gathered people. I did not know their purpose. I stood and watched, but no clear answers were given. There were shouts from some people, responses from armed people and too much happening at once. I would not have figured it out on my own anytime soon. Fortunately, I was given answers by peculiar Hyur woman.
The sound of clanking alarmed me, for I was afraid that Antlings were near again! But it was no giant insect. It, or rather she, was an armored Hyur woman by the name of Roen Deneith. I am small even from Miqo'te sight, but she was not much bigger, yet she wore armor that I would never wear unless perhaps Bahamut appeared in the sky once again!
I wondered what battles she would have to fight in order to need armor like that. She glanced at me, but I did not immediately speak. I decided to approach her after mustering courage. Questions needed answering.
I learned from her that the gathering peoples were going to take part in the Grindstone Tournament. No, it was not a tournament where people would compete with grindstones to see who could make the sharpest blade. It was, in fact, a tournament of fighters who would compete to be deemed the strongest and most skilled. It was a competition like I had never seen before.
I sat with the kind, but quiet, Roen as we watched the fights. We spoke, and I quickly grew to like her. She seemed a strong and smart woman. I did not know the Hyur had such women among their kind. Other odd people appeared to witness the matches. One such character was an ominous Elezen who worked with Roen. After watching him, and hearing his words about the fights, I now know why Roen walks around in such heavy armor. I learned that she was a warrior of sword and shield. I learned that she never participated in the Grindstone matches. But, I didn't learn much else.
The Brass Blades told me it would cost 10,000 gil to enter Ul'dah. I spent the sun in a refugee camp outside the city. I fail to understand why the walls of the city are so tall. It is as if they wish to keep the Gods themselves out of the city.
At one point I witnessed a large gathering of people forming around a camp-ground near a river. I felt a strong urge to stalk. The diverse group of people were heavily armed, but they did not wear uniforms of any kind. Other people were obviously robed magic-users, and some of these random people surrounded an open ground as if awaiting something.
I was too wary to approach the gathered people. I did not know their purpose. I stood and watched, but no clear answers were given. There were shouts from some people, responses from armed people and too much happening at once. I would not have figured it out on my own anytime soon. Fortunately, I was given answers by peculiar Hyur woman.
The sound of clanking alarmed me, for I was afraid that Antlings were near again! But it was no giant insect. It, or rather she, was an armored Hyur woman by the name of Roen Deneith. I am small even from Miqo'te sight, but she was not much bigger, yet she wore armor that I would never wear unless perhaps Bahamut appeared in the sky once again!
I wondered what battles she would have to fight in order to need armor like that. She glanced at me, but I did not immediately speak. I decided to approach her after mustering courage. Questions needed answering.
I learned from her that the gathering peoples were going to take part in the Grindstone Tournament. No, it was not a tournament where people would compete with grindstones to see who could make the sharpest blade. It was, in fact, a tournament of fighters who would compete to be deemed the strongest and most skilled. It was a competition like I had never seen before.
I sat with the kind, but quiet, Roen as we watched the fights. We spoke, and I quickly grew to like her. She seemed a strong and smart woman. I did not know the Hyur had such women among their kind. Other odd people appeared to witness the matches. One such character was an ominous Elezen who worked with Roen. After watching him, and hearing his words about the fights, I now know why Roen walks around in such heavy armor. I learned that she was a warrior of sword and shield. I learned that she never participated in the Grindstone matches. But, I didn't learn much else.
