September 20th, OE 102
Citadel City, Perindor
Perindor Citadel City Square
With a week of freetime, between making repairs and adjustments to Setsugekka and Ganonia, along with Heidel and her knights planning the next step of action, Laura was given freedom to move about the city as she pleased. It was almost surreal, despite the fierce conflict yesterday, the people were seemingly unfazed by the happenings, going about their daily lives without a fear in the world. The city streets were bustling with activity, market stalls doing business as usual, neighbors talking in the streets, children playing around the city square, some troubledoers messing about the fountain.
If she took the time, she could finally begin to appreciate the architecture of the city, stone buildings topped with brick roofs that gave an ancient vibe to the city, almost as if she had stepped in a time machine into the past thousands of years. Horse-drawn carriages and carts rolled along the brick roads, the clop of the horses' hooves making an ever so enjoyable sound. As she neared closer to the City Square, the smell of fresh-baked goods and charcoal-grilled meats wafted their way to her nose; an enjoyable smell should one not let it stain their clothes.
Maybe Laura would find it unreal, given the state of the world and the threats that loomed on the horizon. There was a strange disconnect between reality and these people; were they oblivious to the war? Was it some kind of blissful ignorance?
“It's truly interesting, isn’t it?”
From behind Laura, the voice of a young man came into earshot. As she turned around to find the source of the voice, she would be met with a tall man, adorned in black and white robes that featured an elegant golden trim. His gray hair gave off a sheen on the afternoon sun that almost turned it silver, his deep blue eyes giving a sense of clarity to the man’s figure. In his arms were a collection of books and scrolls, their titles on the spine written in a language foreign to Laura.
“‘How is it that they’re able to remain calm in such a situation?’ Is what you’re thinking, correct?”
The man gave a friendly smile.
“Ah, let me introduce myself. I’m Seifer, you can think of me as a pursuer of knowledge. You’re one of the otherworlders, right? I’ve been meaning to meet you.”
His voice held an almost childlike excitement to it, like a librarian who had found a rare limited 1st edition book.
“If you have some time, would you mind having a chat?”
He kept a smile on his face and held his breath in anticipation for the foxgirl’s response, hoping for a positive one.
Citadel City, Perindor
Perindor Citadel City Square
With a week of freetime, between making repairs and adjustments to Setsugekka and Ganonia, along with Heidel and her knights planning the next step of action, Laura was given freedom to move about the city as she pleased. It was almost surreal, despite the fierce conflict yesterday, the people were seemingly unfazed by the happenings, going about their daily lives without a fear in the world. The city streets were bustling with activity, market stalls doing business as usual, neighbors talking in the streets, children playing around the city square, some troubledoers messing about the fountain.
If she took the time, she could finally begin to appreciate the architecture of the city, stone buildings topped with brick roofs that gave an ancient vibe to the city, almost as if she had stepped in a time machine into the past thousands of years. Horse-drawn carriages and carts rolled along the brick roads, the clop of the horses' hooves making an ever so enjoyable sound. As she neared closer to the City Square, the smell of fresh-baked goods and charcoal-grilled meats wafted their way to her nose; an enjoyable smell should one not let it stain their clothes.
Maybe Laura would find it unreal, given the state of the world and the threats that loomed on the horizon. There was a strange disconnect between reality and these people; were they oblivious to the war? Was it some kind of blissful ignorance?
“It's truly interesting, isn’t it?”
From behind Laura, the voice of a young man came into earshot. As she turned around to find the source of the voice, she would be met with a tall man, adorned in black and white robes that featured an elegant golden trim. His gray hair gave off a sheen on the afternoon sun that almost turned it silver, his deep blue eyes giving a sense of clarity to the man’s figure. In his arms were a collection of books and scrolls, their titles on the spine written in a language foreign to Laura.
“‘How is it that they’re able to remain calm in such a situation?’ Is what you’re thinking, correct?”
The man gave a friendly smile.
“Ah, let me introduce myself. I’m Seifer, you can think of me as a pursuer of knowledge. You’re one of the otherworlders, right? I’ve been meaning to meet you.”
His voice held an almost childlike excitement to it, like a librarian who had found a rare limited 1st edition book.
“If you have some time, would you mind having a chat?”
He kept a smile on his face and held his breath in anticipation for the foxgirl’s response, hoping for a positive one.