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Edda Edda Find all posts by this user being edda is suffering Posts:568 Joined:Aug 2013 Character:Edda Eglantine Server:Balmung Reputation: 303 RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 | #73 09-18-2015, 02:47 AM The Forgotten Knight was not quite what Edda had expected. Luxury and warmth was far from what she had hoped to see, but the state of disrepair yet popularity of the site was another thing altogether. The stairway that led down to the front desk was littered with bystanders, the main area itself standing room only. The din of voices and commotion was overpowering. Edda pushed her way through the crowd to approach the front desk, and could scarcely hear Roen’s voice as she spoke. Something about ‘not venturing too far,’ and the next time Edda looked over her shoulder, the woman was gone. As the paladin had warned prior, the price on a room was certainly high. Not unaffordable, but enough to make the woman wrinkle her nose in distaste. Surely the state of the room would not be worth the asking price, and as Edda and Khadai made their way to their separate rooms, her prediction was quite right. A thin sheen of dust seemed to cover every piece of furniture in the room, empty bottles and forgotten belongings from the last tenant still strewn about the floor. The bed had not been properly made, giving rise to the question if the sheets were even fresh. At the very least, the fireplace was lit, leaving the room at a comfortable temperature. It was livable – if barely. Edda deposited her belongings before making her way out and locking the door. She knocked once on Khadai’s door and received no answer. The man had presumably left to meet with Roen, and though Edda did not recall where she had said to meet, she set out in the hopes of finding them. Now alone and free to wander, Edda found herself quickly lost in the imposing layout of the city. It was an imposing yet beautiful city, the architecture ancient and intricate – a far cry from the simplicity found in Vylbrand. That such a metropolis lay under constant threat of attack from Dravania seemed too much of a waste, and she found herself staring for quite some time at the decapitated statues and crumbling spires. She meandered aimlessly, the area not over-crowded, and as she stood at a ledge staring out over the Sea of Clouds, the sound of two familiar voices drifted to hear ear. “…I believe I know what you will say. I wish to… be less noticeable in this environment,” said a rumbling voice. “It is impossibly in some ways, but it can be mitigated somewhat.” “Aye, less you stand out the better. Although there is no hiding who you are but,” responded a more familiar voice, even and assured. “I suppose you are not the first Au Ra to arrive here. Perhaps if your appearance looked more… acclimated…”A pause. “Where… is Edda…?” “…I do not know.” The conversation was unmistakable, and Edda turned to look over her shoulder for the source, sweeping her gaze across the large, open square. Khadai’s form stood out like a sore thumb. He stood some fulms away next to Roen, both having their backs turned to her. The paladin pursed her lips. “I see.” She frowned then shrugged. “We can wait here awhile. You are accustomed to other forms of armor?” “In a manner, though the terrain in my land demands mobility over defense. There is a saying…” He frowned, pausing in thought. “I believe it would go, ‘fear the warrior who bears no scars.’ Avoiding wounds altogether is preferable to being wounded and surviving. “…You are equipped with martial training. What manner of defense do you recommend?” He gestured to her armor. “Your armor appears to carry far more metal than is needed, and limits your ability to maneuver in mountainous terrain. Is such heavy defense necessary?” Edda smiled to herself at their civil conversation. To think that the two started out on such a bad note… It was true, what Khadai had said two nights past, that Roen’s training as a fighter would provide some grounds for reconciliation. Still smiling, Edda made her way over to the two, hoping she would quickly come into their periphery view. She kept her head bowed and said nothing so as to not interrupt the two. Roen dipped her head in thought at the Xaela’s question. “This was the armor I was trained in. Even heavier at times. It is one form of defense.” She studied her gauntlets absently. “Many wield weapons that would easily penetrate through lesser armor. Especially Dravanians. And we are not expected to run from them. You would notice that temple knights and dragoons are fairly heavily armored.” She noticed the approaching figure and turned to nod to Edda. Khadai followed her gaze with a creak of his own. “Edda. Have you rested?” She gave the two short nods, then looked at the Au Ra with a curious expression. “Er. Yes.” A strange thing to ask. She had scarcely been gone from his presence for a full twenty minutes – hardly enough time to get any sort of substantial rest. “I request your input to this subject. Without regards to defense, what manner of garment do you recommend I don? I do not wish to be so…” he paused. “Conspicuous. My behavior requires its own correction, but at the moment, physical appearance concerns me.” Roen crossed her arms and glances to the stones for a moment, a small curl to her lips. She said nothing. “Well,” Edda began. “Why not think on what it is you want to wear? Chainmail and armor would certainly help you blend in, but I doubt that is something you are at all interested in.” “I do not understand your query.” He frowned. “Though it is no fault of yours. I have only ever selected garments based on practical function. Prior to this I have not had need to pay heed to aesthetics. “What would be considered socially acceptable?” The Xaela jerked his head towards Roen. “I shall consult the stern woman over matters of defense at a later time. I would like your input.” Edda sighed. “Function over form, in this scenario. Anything that can be purchased here will be socially acceptable to some degree, and if they are not I will be sure to let you know.” The paladin narrowed her eyes and cleared her throat. “Other than blending in… what is your purpose here? Now that you are in Ishgard? Is this not the place both of you sought to reach? Your manner of clothing should reflect what you intend to do.” “She is correct. If you desire something similar to what you wear now in terms of utility, we can work from there.” Khadai looked askance at both women a few times before glancing at Roen to answer her question. “I intend to…” His statement started with confidence that fell off, his expression marred with puzzlement and confusion. “I will learn what I can of this Continent and expand my own understanding of its customs. In the meantime, I will search for information related to my objective.” Another frown. “I intend to… mingle. I believe that is the correct word.” Edda pursed her lips and looked back up to the city, the architecture once more catching her eye. The thought of Khadai attempting to mingle settled into the back of her mind, an unsure expression making its way across her face. “Tied into this is to secure a source of currency with which to conduct trade for essential supplies,” he continued. “I am to… select garb based on the profession I would adopt?” Roen blinked, just staring at the man for a moment. She slowly nodded. “Aye. If you wish to find work here, you would do well to look like you belong here. If you wish to be a sellsword, then wearing native armor would suit you. If you wish to sell things, then a merchant garb.” She did not touch on the ‘mingling’ part of his plan, and she cast Edda a sidelong glance. It seemed she shared a similar reaction, and Edda turned to look at the midline between the two, studying the distant aetheryte as if it were the most interesting thing in the land. A small smile tugged at her lips. “Edda. This function you would have me perform for you as per the terms of our agreement. Would dressing in native armor inhibit this directive you would give me?” Said woman’s gaze drifted to Khadai at the pointed question, her smile fading. “No,” she began simply. “You will need native clothes regardless of my own directives anyway. Naturally, I can provide for you as well, if need be.” “That is unnecessary. I plan on sustaining myself. I do not wish to be a burden.” A small puff of air escaped Edda’s nose in a silent snort. Ridiculous. The man turned back to Roen and continued. “Then I shall consult with you on proper garments. In addition, I was made aware of… devices? That we may use to remain in contact over distances.” Roen watched the noblewoman carefully, her eyes narrowing slightly. She turned back to Khadai at his question. “Ah. Aye. There are linkpearls…” She paused and reached into a belt pouch to retrieve a small pearl, holding it up between her fingers. “They allow you to communicate to other wearers over long distances. There are also… moogles…” A small pause. “Small creatures that deliver written missives and packages to intended recipients.” “I see.” With refreshing clarity, it seemed that he understood the straightforward manner in which the description was delivered and nodded. “We may utilize such things, then.” Another turn to Edda. “And if you are willing… I would still like to learn the written word.” Roen glanced between them, a quirk of the brow betraying her surprise. Edda merely blinked. “That is fine.” The paladin canted her head again, eyeing the noblewoman curiously. “Edda. Do you have contacts here?” “Not me personally, no.” She bit her lip. “I would have to write home for such things. Why? Have you need of any?” She rolled her shoulders. “Nay, I just thought… if you knew any of the other noble houses here, it would make your stay more hospitable. The Forgotten Knight is likely not the lodging you are used to.” There was a small rueful tug to one corner of her lips. “It is very much like Ul’dah. The have and the have-nots. Contacts would go far for you. If you intend to stay for long.” Edda glanced toward the sky, recalling the sorry state of her room. “I am not so desperate,” she began, looking back to Roen. “To need such luxury in a city I scarcely know. What need I have contacts would be only useful for a transfer of funds, and that is all.” She nodded, quite sure of herself. Though the temptation of a cleaner, softer bed was a strong one, she saw little point in folding to the unfamiliarity of such different living so soon. Such an action would scream only weakness. Roen nodded. “Alright then. Since…” She looked back to the Xaela. “…We have no idea how long your stay will be here… I suppose getting you some form of employment would be desirable? And the proper armor or equipment that is necessary?” “…I am capable of hunting for myself for sustenance, if necessary. Though, given the events in the forest, I would like to avoid doing so if at all possible.” The paladin glanced between the two of them once more. “I know of an armorsmith who is rather skilled. Although if you are going to hunt for food…” She pursed her lips. “You would do so outside the gates. It is not quite as… rigid where hunting is concerned. Coerthas is not the Shroud. But while you are at it, trading meat and leather would provide you with ways of earning currency. I was hoping Edda might have more contacts in terms of vendors and merchants here but…” She shrugged. “I can ask around.” “…Hunting is not my specialization. I know it, and certain crafts, out of practicality. I have no yet decided with what purpose I will obtain currency. But in any case you are correct. I will properly outfit myself, first and foremost. “…Edda.” He cleared his throat, almost awkwardly. A gesture unknown to the Xaela. “If you feel you have need to depart… do not hesitate to inform me. I will accompany you. I would not have you remain here for my sake and resent being tied to me out of a sense of obligation.” “Eh?” A rather ungraceful response. “N-no, you do not have you, unless you so wish to… I will pay for your inn room and whatever expenses you may need well in advance to allow you to settle in if that is what concerns you.” He shook his head. “As I said. I will sustain myself. Do not hesitate to make use of me should you require it.” “Hmph!” Edda glared at Khadai and folded her arms. “Surely you do not think you can offer something like that and expect me not to help in the only way I can. Very well, I will take heed of your offer, but in return, you will accept mine.” A brief struggle showed itself on Khadai’s face, though he nodded in acquiescence. “I agree.” Edda relaxed her stance and smiled to herself. A small victory, however crudely won. “Good.” Roen watched their exchange with some measure of curiosity, then cleared her throat. “Well then, armor will be much easier to obtain with ready funds.” “I should have enough for now, unless all of Ishgard sports exorbitant prices,” Edda said. The paladin pursed her lips. “You would be surprised. With the gates open and the merchants flooding in, commerce is…” She paused then shrugged, seemingly content to discard that thought. “I would suggest armor for work and perhaps some common clothing for the times in between.” The blonde nodded. “To start, yes…” Roen glanced to the Xaela then back to Edda. “I know that people are much less fearful of a well dressed person. That is, if you wanted to indulge in some local fashion or what not.” She almost sounded amused. Almost. Edda kept her gaze on Khadai, sizing him up from head to toe. She smiled wryly at Roen’s observation. “That is true. Especially in well-tailored clothes, hm… Though, I will have to see what they offer first.” Roen lowered her gaze slightly, hiding an odd expression that rose. “I will defer to your knowledge in this matter.” The Xaela gave a shrug, though he did tap the horns on the side of his head. “If it is all the same, I would rather they close from the front.” “Er…” Edda stared at the odd request, before her face heated, the memory of frontal exposure momentarily escaping the gaol she had fashioned for it. “What… wh- Fine. That should be fine.” The redhead squinted her eyes, studying those horns. “Perhaps they can work with that.” “I feel out of place without some manner of armour. I would prefer to accomplish that first. Before doing so, however…” He glanced towards the gates. “The terrain around the city. I suspect that regardless of my chosen profession, it will take me outside of the city. I wish to familiarize myself with the terrain before deciding. We have… linkpearls? We may use these to keep in contact?” “Ah.” Roen fingered into her belt pouch again, this time retrieving four pearls. “I did take the liberty of finding a vendor while you were settling in…” She held out her hand, four white pearls nestled within her palm. She frowned oddly at them, as if the action were somehow foreign. Edda took one pearl from Roen, frowned at it, and tucked it away safely. Khadai took one as well, examining it curiously. “Is the operation of it simple?” “I do not always wear mine… and you can have it close by. It makes a noise when someone is trying to contact you.” She placed on in her ear. “You activate it with just a slight pressure.” “…I see.” He raised the pearl to his head, frowning. His horns were rough and scaled, but there was nowhere for him to put the small sphere. “Ah—“ Edda said, realization dawning on her. She looked at Khadai quickly, her expression one of shock and embarrassment. That’s right – he had no ears, at least not ones that would accommodate a linkpearl. “…I do not believe these are constructed with Au Ra in mind.” Roen squinted suddenly. Then blinked. Then her eyes widened. “How do you hear?” She asked rather bluntly. She canted her head, as if trying to get a better look. “I do not understand the question.” She parted her lips then closed them for a moment in thought. She shook her head. “Ah. I just… do not understand much about your kind. I suppose you hear in other ways.” She tapped her ear where she had plugged the pearl. “We would not be able to hear sounds without our ears.” “These horns are used for sensing. I believe only the form is different, not the function.” Edda examined the man closely, before letting out a short sigh. “Well, it should be easy enough to fix, in any case…” Roen squinted again, as if to get a better look at those horns. “Hmm.” A long exhale. “Well then, perhaps a message left with the innkeeper? Or the moogles. I do not think you have a receptacle suitable for a pearl.” “I can make one easily enough, I think,” Edda said, voice quiet. “I believe that if it is to be affixed to the surface, it will provide suitable function,” Khadai said. Edda looked to the ground and shuffled awkwardly. It was not something she enjoyed bringing attention to, and if it were not so important, then it would remain glossed over. Such skills were not meant to be equated to her – not yet. “Oh!” Roen exclaimed, and glanced between them. “Like those… that you are wearing now. Fashion some kind of a… cap or something? You have such skills?” “I believe I can craft something suitable to the purpose, given the time and material.” He paused rather suddenly. “…Ah. That question was not intended for me.” He glanced to Edda. Her face now slightly flushed from embarrassment, Edda motioned to the surface behind her ear. “Just a simple hook and holder made of fine wire should be more than suitable. There should be enough room between his skull and mass of his horns for something light and simple…” “I believe such a thing would be acceptable, if you would be willing,” Khadai said. “Of course…!” A low nod of his head. “I am grateful, then.” The corner of Edda’s lips twisted into a strange expression, and she looked down at the ground, the tips of her ears turning red. “Hmph…” Roen looked between the two of them before exhaling sharply. “Well, I will have my pearl in hand, so if I am needed, I will not be far. I am to stay in the city for the time being.” “Then in the meantime, I will survey the surrounding terrain, as was my original intention,” Khadai said. Roen nodded, her tone remaining businesslike. “I have things to take care of as well.” Khadai returned her nod with one of his own. “We may remain in contact, then.” “Oh,” Edda said quickly, looking up. “Alright, yes. I suppose I will go shopping then…” She had no intention of doing such, however. Better to make herself seem busy and useful, though she no doubt that she could manage to fool either of them. Her worth had already been made quite apparent. The paladin nodded once more to them both, her gaze lingering on Edda. “Edda. If I may have a word…” Her voice dipped, her expression a bit hesitant. Wordlessly, Khadai stepped away towards the gate, taking his leave of the two women. “What is it?” Roen stepped closer when the Xaela was out of hearing range. She handed a crumpled paper over, at which Edda raised an eyebrow. “I found this hanging on the walls by the Forgotten Knight. It is an advertisement… for something in Thanalan.” She cleared her throat. “There have been quite a few littering the walls… and um… well. This one had your picture on it.” Edda uncurled the paper, and looked at it with a stoic face. It was none other than the Bronco Grease ad she had posed in at Spahro’s behest. Were it not for her name plastered haphazardly on it, she did not think she was at all recognizable. “All the way in Ishgard? Strange…” She looked back up at Roen. Strange indeed. Edda sincerely doubted many citizens of Ishgard would find much worth in a cheap tonic produced all the way in Thanalan. “Was there a problem?” “No problem… just… I wanted you to be aware. Or prepared. In case… you are recognized.” She cleared her throat again. Edda chuckled softly, and crumpled the paper up once more. “I do not think that will happen. And if I were to be, then that is fine too. A favor, it was, albeit an unexpected one. Father was quite livid.” She smiled at the memory. Her advertising for an unrelated and sleazy product had been poorly received. The paladin licked her lips, uncertainty in her furrowed brow. “Well, if you are not at unease, then my worries are for naught.” She straightened and nodded once. “Dubious Distributions…” she murmured. “I was not aware you knew Mister Bellveil.” Edda frowned and tapped her chin in thought, the name obviously not ringing an immediate bell. “Mister Bellveil…? Dubious… Ah. Yes, the Duskwight man from Ul’dah? I have made his acquaintance on a handful of occasions, but I would not say I know him. Are you a friend of his?” There was a moment of hesitation before she nodded, her expression softening slightly. “He was… I mean, is. He is a friend, aye.” She shrugged quickly. “I have not seen him in a while. But…” She glanced down at the paper. “I suppose he is doing well.” The blonde paused, her expression relaxing in response to Roen. “I could not say,” she began, her voice soft. “But I think it is safe to assume he is well. I am sure you will be able to see him again soon. It seems your friends have a funny habit of cropping up unexpectedly.” She offered a smile, albeit an awkward one. Roen blinked, giving Edda a look of consternation. A pause followed. “Strange, that.” She diverted her glance towards the gates. She let out another long exhale as she scratched her head. “Anyroad. I should get going.” Edda nodded, depositing the crumpled paper in her pocket. “Alright. I shall do so as well, I suppose.” Roen turned to head up the stairs, before pausing. There was a small tug to the corner of her lips, and her voice was quiet. “I thought it would be worse.” She shook her head. “But it was not as bad as I thought.” She turned without further explaining, making her way toward The Pillars. Edda stopped and stared at the woman’s retreating back, left only to wonder at her words.

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by Edda - 08-25-2015, 10:43 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 09-01-2015, 07:00 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Edda - 09-08-2015, 07:03 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 09-08-2015, 07:40 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 09-10-2015, 12:30 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Edda - 09-18-2015, 02:47 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 09-20-2015, 12:05 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 09-23-2015, 09:31 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Edda - 09-28-2015, 08:33 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 09-30-2015, 11:56 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 10-06-2015, 07:50 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 10-11-2015, 09:52 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 10-15-2015, 02:33 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Edda - 11-10-2015, 02:39 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-13-2015, 12:32 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-14-2015, 12:20 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-14-2015, 11:48 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-14-2015, 10:50 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-15-2015, 01:19 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-16-2015, 12:20 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-16-2015, 12:43 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-17-2015, 10:30 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-19-2015, 12:55 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-19-2015, 09:15 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-19-2015, 04:02 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-19-2015, 08:41 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-20-2015, 02:07 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-20-2015, 08:52 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-21-2015, 12:04 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-21-2015, 04:22 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-22-2015, 11:02 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-23-2015, 10:27 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-24-2015, 10:05 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-25-2015, 10:12 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-26-2015, 06:02 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-26-2015, 09:13 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-27-2015, 04:24 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 11-29-2015, 02:19 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 11-30-2015, 03:01 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-06-2015, 05:56 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 12-08-2015, 02:06 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-11-2015, 12:50 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 12-13-2015, 03:34 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-13-2015, 05:41 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 12-15-2015, 01:03 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-15-2015, 08:41 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 12-17-2015, 01:18 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-18-2015, 10:58 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 12-20-2015, 03:31 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-21-2015, 01:20 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 12-22-2015, 01:01 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-23-2015, 04:46 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 12-24-2015, 12:27 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-24-2015, 08:40 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 12-25-2015, 12:36 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-28-2015, 10:12 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 12-30-2015, 12:28 AM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-30-2015, 02:21 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 12-31-2015, 01:01 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 12-31-2015, 05:57 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 01-02-2016, 08:29 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 01-03-2016, 06:26 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 01-05-2016, 01:21 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 01-08-2016, 10:35 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 01-08-2016, 11:29 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Roen - 01-10-2016, 04:46 PM RE: A Vision of Fog【Closed】 - by Nero - 02-12-2016, 02:12 PM

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