Anstarra reads the article at her usual café in Ul'dah, the shade obscuring her bemused smirk.
"Oh Spahro, you opportunist... then again since she almost got trampled in the riot, can't really blame her..."
Reading on, her lips quirk. A white-haired miqo'te 'overturned the cart'.. just as well Spahro hadn't mentioned An's name, nor her actually lifting the cart overhead and chucking it into the river. That wasn't the sort of thing a dignified woman did...
All in all, she was happy with the article. For all its violence, the riot DID showcase the very real addictive qualities of the Oil, if not its void-tainted nature. Good could come from chaos, after all...
"Oh Spahro, you opportunist... then again since she almost got trampled in the riot, can't really blame her..."
Reading on, her lips quirk. A white-haired miqo'te 'overturned the cart'.. just as well Spahro hadn't mentioned An's name, nor her actually lifting the cart overhead and chucking it into the river. That wasn't the sort of thing a dignified woman did...
All in all, she was happy with the article. For all its violence, the riot DID showcase the very real addictive qualities of the Oil, if not its void-tainted nature. Good could come from chaos, after all...
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