Gaardal was taking a break, the elezen boy begging for a few minutes to rest himself. Â The highlander grumbled, waving the boy off. Â He did show some promise, if he wasn't so damn soft.
He strode down the streets of Ul'Dah, not having a particular place to go, stopping when his mind said so. Â Looking up, he was by the mail moogle, and the creature waved him over, a letter in it's small hands.
Walking over, he snatched the letter, giving the moogle a grunt, striding off as he tore it open.
"Well well. Â Looks like one of them actually responded."
Folding the letter up, he shoved it into his pocket. Â It was time to find the boy and get back to work. Â This new news will hopefully get him motivated.
He strode down the streets of Ul'Dah, not having a particular place to go, stopping when his mind said so. Â Looking up, he was by the mail moogle, and the creature waved him over, a letter in it's small hands.
Walking over, he snatched the letter, giving the moogle a grunt, striding off as he tore it open.
"Well well. Â Looks like one of them actually responded."
Folding the letter up, he shoved it into his pocket. Â It was time to find the boy and get back to work. Â This new news will hopefully get him motivated.