Rurutani walked down the streets of Ul'dah and breathed in the air with a wave of nostalgia. It had been months since he had left for Gridania and his training at the Archer's Guild. As he had completed the training, he had felt a bit lost. What was he going to do now? He never felt entirely at home in Gridania, always an outsider. So he had made the fateful decision to return home to Ul'dah. He knew there would be painful memories, questions to be answered, and perhaps added risk to his life, but it was the right decision. He was a Lalafell and his home would always be in the deserts of Thanalan. Besides....he had questions of his own that needed to be answered. And he needed closure. He needed to know Nonotano, his elder brother, was dead and lying at the bottom of Nophica's Wells.
He had found that closure denied when he was unable to find any remnants of his brother's body when he had searched.
As he walked through Ul'dah he was deep in thought as he tried to discern what was wrong with him. Why was he struggling so much to find some inner peace? He considered the question a moment as the voices of passerbys and others in the city surrounded him and then it dawned on him. His eyes widened and he allowed himself the luxury of soft smile. He realized his problem was that he was a lonely man. For months and what felt like years, he had been alone in the world. He had worked so hard to help his mother and sister after his father had died that he had not taken much time to make any friends or look for a sense of purpose for himself. His purpose had been them. And when Nonotano had robbed him of that purpose, he had been aimless. He had trained, but to what end?
He realized he was deeply alone and while it pained him to know this, he resolved to make a change. He made for the Quicksand with haste, as he knew there were always groups of folks there with an adventurous spirit. Rurutani knew in his heart that he needed to find others he could work with. Not just to aid on occasion, but to truly be a part of something. He needed to find others who also had the sense of justice and the want to help others as he did.
Perhaps then he would find some sense of peace and a newfound purpose again.
He had found that closure denied when he was unable to find any remnants of his brother's body when he had searched.
As he walked through Ul'dah he was deep in thought as he tried to discern what was wrong with him. Why was he struggling so much to find some inner peace? He considered the question a moment as the voices of passerbys and others in the city surrounded him and then it dawned on him. His eyes widened and he allowed himself the luxury of soft smile. He realized his problem was that he was a lonely man. For months and what felt like years, he had been alone in the world. He had worked so hard to help his mother and sister after his father had died that he had not taken much time to make any friends or look for a sense of purpose for himself. His purpose had been them. And when Nonotano had robbed him of that purpose, he had been aimless. He had trained, but to what end?
He realized he was deeply alone and while it pained him to know this, he resolved to make a change. He made for the Quicksand with haste, as he knew there were always groups of folks there with an adventurous spirit. Rurutani knew in his heart that he needed to find others he could work with. Not just to aid on occasion, but to truly be a part of something. He needed to find others who also had the sense of justice and the want to help others as he did.
Perhaps then he would find some sense of peace and a newfound purpose again.
