It was another day full of nothing. Franz was leaning against a wall at the Quicksand, having decided that perhaps an ale in the morning would make the same, boring Eorzean food more interesting. Without any notable conflicts or people to talk to, it didn't take long for his wandering eyes to stop on the sight of Oscare as he made his way down the stairs from the Hourglass Inn.
He hadn't spoken to Oscare in a while, and with rumors of his freakout at a past Grindstone, he was honestly hoping to see something like it happen again. Just a little. Cutting through the middle of the pub, he called out.
"Hey! Oscare!"
He hadn't spoken to Oscare in a while, and with rumors of his freakout at a past Grindstone, he was honestly hoping to see something like it happen again. Just a little. Cutting through the middle of the pub, he called out.
"Hey! Oscare!"
