As they started to walk over, Frhanz had an uneasy feeling. He hated the idea of forcing a conflict, and even more simply to fight. It had never made sense to him that an issue between people couldn't be discussed with resolution. Perhaps that was just his Ishgardian culture showing through. He pondered what would happen when all was said and done. Would the man leave Kage alone? Would helping him make things worse?Â
As they approached the Aetherite Plaza, Frhanz stopped, looking at the aetherite. "Kage, please tell me my eyes are bad, and that the aetherite doesn't look orange. An orange aetherite means it's becoming over-aspected with aether and that's never good."
Frhanz just stood in place, staring.
As they approached the Aetherite Plaza, Frhanz stopped, looking at the aetherite. "Kage, please tell me my eyes are bad, and that the aetherite doesn't look orange. An orange aetherite means it's becoming over-aspected with aether and that's never good."
Frhanz just stood in place, staring.
