Moving through the cold of the night, you stumble across a series of makeshift shelters, tents made from hide, canvas and other materials. Some made out of packed dirt and mud. Each has a small campfire, a collection of individuals roaming among them and as people speak, you hear accents and local dialects from all corners of the world accompany them. A large stew pot sits in the center of the camp and as each pass, they drop something into the pot. Some offer vegetables, others offer spices and some meat. Some of it is fresh. Some of it looks like it could have been fresh a day or more ago.
Stirring the stew pot stands a tall, large figure covered in a thick linen set of robes, a scaled tail swaying back and forth behind him. As you approach, a hint of a smile can be heard in his voice, a soothing rumble coming from deep in his throat.
"Hello there friend. Care for somethin' to eat? Have a seat and let's hear your story. We all have one around here..." he says with a tilted head as he stirs the contents of the stew.
Hydaelyn’s residents have suffered the loss of family, livelihood, and freedom through invasion, war, and forces beyond their imagining. Fleeing the destruction of home and country to Eorzea, these refugees have come together to create a new homestead, to carve out a place to call their own.
And with it, they will forge something from the Remnant.
Stirring the stew pot stands a tall, large figure covered in a thick linen set of robes, a scaled tail swaying back and forth behind him. As you approach, a hint of a smile can be heard in his voice, a soothing rumble coming from deep in his throat.
"Hello there friend. Care for somethin' to eat? Have a seat and let's hear your story. We all have one around here..." he says with a tilted head as he stirs the contents of the stew.
Hydaelyn’s residents have suffered the loss of family, livelihood, and freedom through invasion, war, and forces beyond their imagining. Fleeing the destruction of home and country to Eorzea, these refugees have come together to create a new homestead, to carve out a place to call their own.
And with it, they will forge something from the Remnant.
