Kage ran through unfamiliar territory, trying to commit to muscle memory how to use sword and shield. It was different; the weight of the armor he wore and the weight of the weapons he carried in his hands. These were not the goldsmith tools his father used nor were they like the staves that his mother tried so hard to make him adore. The heavy armor was not the soft weight of the robes he used to wear, but it was starting to feel strangely comforting.
"One day... One day I hope to be ready." He said out loud, casting his gaze around himself. He found a group of Sandworms starting to swarm around a lone figure and a yellow feathered beast, a chocobo! As Kage squinted his eyes, he could see that the figure turned out to be a female thaumaturge, trying to run away while trying to fend the sandworms of with some Fire.
Kage drew his sword and shield, before he provoked and lobbed his shield at one of the sandworms closest to her. As he threw himself into the fray, he flashed the sandworms several times and retrieved the shield he threw. "I'll hold them here! Just try to help cover me a tiny-"
The lalafell stopped as he saw that she was running away, happy to leave him. "OOMPH!" He had to turn his attention back to the group of sandworms, whose ire and attention he had drawn, as he was knocked into the air and crashed into the chocobo that was left behind. He looked into the chocobo's eyes and got right back to his feet before engaging the sandworms, giving it all he got.
"Augh!" Kage fell to his butt and then flopped onto his back, after he finally downed the last of the sandworms. He hurt now and he was sure it would hurt tomorrow. He closed his eyes wiping sweat off his forehead before he noticed that it was a little cooler than before.
"Wark!"
Kage opened his eyes, straight into the eyes of the chocobo that was left behind. "What, you didn't follow her?"
"Kweh!"
Kage scrambled to his feet, stepping on something rather hard under his feet. "Ow!" He bent down and lifted his foot to see what he had stepped on. It was a whistle.
"Wark!"
Kage turned to look into the chocobo's eyes. The whistle laid ontop of an open palm before he closed his fist around it. "You might want to keep onto this, my feathered friend." He moved to put it in the chocobo's bags that were attached to its saddle but it turned so that he couldn't.
"Wark!"
"What, why won't you take it?" The chocobo stared down at Kage as the lalafell's eyebrows furrowed. He scratched at his goatee, not understanding what was going on.
"Kweh!"
"One day... One day I hope to be ready." He said out loud, casting his gaze around himself. He found a group of Sandworms starting to swarm around a lone figure and a yellow feathered beast, a chocobo! As Kage squinted his eyes, he could see that the figure turned out to be a female thaumaturge, trying to run away while trying to fend the sandworms of with some Fire.
Kage drew his sword and shield, before he provoked and lobbed his shield at one of the sandworms closest to her. As he threw himself into the fray, he flashed the sandworms several times and retrieved the shield he threw. "I'll hold them here! Just try to help cover me a tiny-"
The lalafell stopped as he saw that she was running away, happy to leave him. "OOMPH!" He had to turn his attention back to the group of sandworms, whose ire and attention he had drawn, as he was knocked into the air and crashed into the chocobo that was left behind. He looked into the chocobo's eyes and got right back to his feet before engaging the sandworms, giving it all he got.
"Augh!" Kage fell to his butt and then flopped onto his back, after he finally downed the last of the sandworms. He hurt now and he was sure it would hurt tomorrow. He closed his eyes wiping sweat off his forehead before he noticed that it was a little cooler than before.
"Wark!"
Kage opened his eyes, straight into the eyes of the chocobo that was left behind. "What, you didn't follow her?"
"Kweh!"
Kage scrambled to his feet, stepping on something rather hard under his feet. "Ow!" He bent down and lifted his foot to see what he had stepped on. It was a whistle.
"Wark!"
Kage turned to look into the chocobo's eyes. The whistle laid ontop of an open palm before he closed his fist around it. "You might want to keep onto this, my feathered friend." He moved to put it in the chocobo's bags that were attached to its saddle but it turned so that he couldn't.
"Wark!"
"What, why won't you take it?" The chocobo stared down at Kage as the lalafell's eyebrows furrowed. He scratched at his goatee, not understanding what was going on.
"Kweh!"
