((Yes all, please do jump in! We don't bite, though the chocobos might! If it makes it any easier; I know nothing of the lore, and have huge gaps in my char's backstory, so I'm just learning as I go and hanging on for the ride :p I'll even write an 'in' to give someone an opportunity to jump in ^^))
While Aldeus went to scrounge for food, Isielin puttered around the room. She shivered, and rubbed her arms with her hands.
Sadie.
If it was this cold indoors, what must it be like outside? With a determined nod, she headed out the door, back through the myriad hallways. If there were two things that didn't phase her, it was darkness and new places Even as a girl, she had excelled at tracking; under the tutelage of one Nigel Greenleaf, she had learned orienteering and scouting too; being lost was something that happened to other people.
While passing by a cracked, grime-covered window, she happened to glance outside, and spotted what she was looking for. She hurried outside, after a few moment's struggle at the door.
"Waaarkk?" Sadie blinked sleepily at Isielin's approach.
Isielin made shushing sounds, and ran her hands through the bird's head feathers. She untied
the faithful steed, and led her around the building, to the stables she had recently spied. Like most of the compound, the stables were in a state of heavy disrepair. The roof was caved in on
one end, and the hay was... old.
She sighed, and continued stroking the bird's feathers, while she fed her with rations from the
saddle pack. Once fed, she led Sadie to the cleanest stall, and unpacked her own bedroll to throw over the bird's shoulders.
"This is nothing like I expected it to be Sades," Isielin sighed. "I mean... just look at it, it's a dump! And there's nothing but sand for miles... there's so much work to be done. Aldeus seems nice," she finished with a shrug.
Suddenly, she stiffened. Outside the compound, coming down the road, was a light. Was somebody headed in their direction?
While Aldeus went to scrounge for food, Isielin puttered around the room. She shivered, and rubbed her arms with her hands.
Sadie.
If it was this cold indoors, what must it be like outside? With a determined nod, she headed out the door, back through the myriad hallways. If there were two things that didn't phase her, it was darkness and new places Even as a girl, she had excelled at tracking; under the tutelage of one Nigel Greenleaf, she had learned orienteering and scouting too; being lost was something that happened to other people.
While passing by a cracked, grime-covered window, she happened to glance outside, and spotted what she was looking for. She hurried outside, after a few moment's struggle at the door.
"Waaarkk?" Sadie blinked sleepily at Isielin's approach.
Isielin made shushing sounds, and ran her hands through the bird's head feathers. She untied
the faithful steed, and led her around the building, to the stables she had recently spied. Like most of the compound, the stables were in a state of heavy disrepair. The roof was caved in on
one end, and the hay was... old.
She sighed, and continued stroking the bird's feathers, while she fed her with rations from the
saddle pack. Once fed, she led Sadie to the cleanest stall, and unpacked her own bedroll to throw over the bird's shoulders.
"This is nothing like I expected it to be Sades," Isielin sighed. "I mean... just look at it, it's a dump! And there's nothing but sand for miles... there's so much work to be done. Aldeus seems nice," she finished with a shrug.
Suddenly, she stiffened. Outside the compound, coming down the road, was a light. Was somebody headed in their direction?
