
Jubini Carabini was eager. The diminutive plainsfolk had only recently arrived in Ul'dah with his life savings hidden away on his person (a pool of gil scaled to match the stature of the short fellow) and he'd gotten lost on the way to the Ossuary and maybe he shouldn't have eaten two fishes for lunch, but he was finally there!
The lalafell's eyes went wide as he stepped through those looming doors. Everything in Ul'dah was so big! It was a far cry form the roughly-but-expertly carved stones that made up Limsa Lominsa's architecture but there was something exotic about being in a foreign nation on his own! The wonder of the trip stuck to him, the wonder of an awestruck child.
"You're sure? Thanalan's not like Vylbrand, you know..." The boy's doting mother was always so careful with him. When he'd first decided he wanted to pursue the same path his grandfather did she'd been completely against the idea! Thaumaturgy wasn't for him, no. He would continue to work with her in their small but cozy home. Though she had rented out one of the rooms for roaming adventurers, she seemed to be ever a servant there. Washing floors, cooking meals.
Jubini didn't want to leave her, but he also didn't quite feel... full. He didn't have it in him to wield a weapon like the heroic types who stopped for a night's rest did. One time, this giant roegadyn had stayed and he wondered how he was even going to fit through the doorway! He had to bend down and walk sideways, which Jubini thought looked very funny for such a serious person. Less funny was the friendly roe's axe, of which Jubini could completely hide behind the head.
No time to remember home! He wasn't here to reminisce about what he'd left, he was here to chase the future! The lalafell had no idea what sorts of things awaited him.
The lalafell's eyes went wide as he stepped through those looming doors. Everything in Ul'dah was so big! It was a far cry form the roughly-but-expertly carved stones that made up Limsa Lominsa's architecture but there was something exotic about being in a foreign nation on his own! The wonder of the trip stuck to him, the wonder of an awestruck child.
"You're sure? Thanalan's not like Vylbrand, you know..." The boy's doting mother was always so careful with him. When he'd first decided he wanted to pursue the same path his grandfather did she'd been completely against the idea! Thaumaturgy wasn't for him, no. He would continue to work with her in their small but cozy home. Though she had rented out one of the rooms for roaming adventurers, she seemed to be ever a servant there. Washing floors, cooking meals.
Jubini didn't want to leave her, but he also didn't quite feel... full. He didn't have it in him to wield a weapon like the heroic types who stopped for a night's rest did. One time, this giant roegadyn had stayed and he wondered how he was even going to fit through the doorway! He had to bend down and walk sideways, which Jubini thought looked very funny for such a serious person. Less funny was the friendly roe's axe, of which Jubini could completely hide behind the head.
No time to remember home! He wasn't here to reminisce about what he'd left, he was here to chase the future! The lalafell had no idea what sorts of things awaited him.