A silver haired Lalafell was wondering the streets aimlessly while reading a book titled "Aether versus Magi-tech" when a pearlstick literally appeared from out of nowhere in front of his face. Startled he managed to catch his glasses and save them from falling to ground. After quickly adjusting the spectacles on his nose and recovering from near death experience of almost having heart attack, dapper Lala looked straight at the reporter.
"I... Uh..."
He tried to recollect the question that was posed to him. It was hard to tell what manner of thoughts ran through his mind. Based on his expression that went through anger, anxiety and to straight confusion mixet with social awkwardness, someone might have the feeling of something exploding somewhere far away.
But no... Literally something exploded in the distance.
"What do... I like about... Ul'dah?"
The Lalafell looked wise and smart, yet seemed confused and empty-headed about question that was given to him. He looked away to think for a bit. Another few random emotions could be read from his expression like he's literally reliving all memories he's trying to recall about the city. The dapper Lala-gentleman mumbled something under his nose for a while.
"It's-uh... the climate, I guess!"
He furrowed his brows and gazed suspiciously at the reporter.
"Who the heck are you anyway?!"
"I... Uh..."
He tried to recollect the question that was posed to him. It was hard to tell what manner of thoughts ran through his mind. Based on his expression that went through anger, anxiety and to straight confusion mixet with social awkwardness, someone might have the feeling of something exploding somewhere far away.
But no... Literally something exploded in the distance.
"What do... I like about... Ul'dah?"
The Lalafell looked wise and smart, yet seemed confused and empty-headed about question that was given to him. He looked away to think for a bit. Another few random emotions could be read from his expression like he's literally reliving all memories he's trying to recall about the city. The dapper Lala-gentleman mumbled something under his nose for a while.
"It's-uh... the climate, I guess!"
He furrowed his brows and gazed suspiciously at the reporter.
"Who the heck are you anyway?!"
