It seems to be their wont, doesn't it? 'Tis a noble trait, an admirable one. Would that I could be as prolific in my own efforts as they are, I don't know how they do it. I wondered sometimes if they even slept.
[At this point, the miqo'te's tail had started to idly curl and relax, the motion sluggish and easy, those fluffy ears half cocked, though not completely asymmetrical. A few more drinks though and it won't be that way for long, that's for sure.]
Within Garlemald itself? Forgive the prying, I have a personal investment in regards to the nation, [As did most people in Eorzea, but as a citizen of Ala Mhigo, he couldn't help but feel it was a little more personal] for what reason were you there?
[It's a potentially loaded question, to a degree of which he might not even be fully cognizant of himself, considering his encroaching drunken state here.]
[ Trying to keep the vitriol out of his voice is much easier when he's getting tipsy, thankfully. He smiles somewhat wryly, though is quick to cover it with his mug of ale. ]
Mm? [ He blinks slowly, the alcohol starting to fill his body's weak mortal veins with that sort-of-pleasant but sort-of-strange tingle. ] I was doing some research... Secretly of course, I am clearly no Garlean.
[ Small of stature, no third eye. He weaves his tale with his gift for words, which thankfully makes up for how ruefully behind his fellow Unsundered are when it comes to creativity. ]
It was only a matter of time before I would have to escape it, I suppose. [ He shakes his head. ] A rather depressing subject, I am sorry to have brought it up.
[The conversation would shift soon enough, at least! His tankard almost three quarters empty, he'd set the glass down to lean back in his chair, languid and relaxed.
The answer, apparently, suited him well enough in that moment.]
I'm happy to see you made it out alive, then. Not many who have ventured too far into Garlemald itself have had the privilege of coming back. [Alive or dead. The other man looked too young to meet with such a grisly fate, though tragic it would have been for anyone of any age to have suffered the same.]
No, do not apologize, I inquired further on it. I asked for more information from you, and you did so give it. Should you like, I can change the subject, I myself was rather busy before I appeared here. There's much I could tell you about... Ah, such as Arya, my current pupil, if you'd like.
[ He's much stronger than Elidibus, who has probably finished about the same amount by now, or even a little less, and is already beginning to look at this sad little Sundered Miqo'te as entirely more interesting than he originally thought.
A mature man, aged finely and with so much experience in life.... Elidibus' favorite type. Oh no. ]
Oh... yes. It was a risk to take indeed. But my work is even far more interesting to me than adventuring itself.
[ He shakes his head, as if to clear some thought. ]
Current pupil? A teacher, then.... Is that what you were doing?
[It'd be unfair to call drinking a hobby, there was a less charitable word for that, but the mage certainly had a lot of experience when it came to drinking, that much was true enough.
Loosened up and easy now as he was, he'd focus entirely now upon the other man, taking a good, long moment to fully take him in. Not so dreadfully young, no, perhaps indeed about as old as the Warrior was, were he to hazard a guess. His curiosity was burning brightly, the desire to learn more about his current company wasn't about to go away any time soon.
Especially not with a response like that.]
Your work? Then adventuring 'tis but a hobby, of sorts? Or does it come part in parcel with your work?
It was indeed, as surprising as it was for me. Being a teacher was not something I had originally strove for, rather it seemed to fall into my lap. I couldn't turn away those who asked to learn, however. Unexpected as it was, I couldn't ever claim to call it unwanted.
[ It would not surprise Elidibus at this point if the miqo'te could hold his liquor better. He is quickly learning himself doomed when faced with mortal alcohol in a mortal body. He hates it... but is clearly not stopping himself entirely. ]
Adventuring... is something of a hobby, yes. I am more a diplomat than anything.
[ He's had his hand in creating heroes, and being a hero, and destroying heroes of great renown of course. But First and Foremost he will always be the Emissary. Small details he leaves out for X'ruhn of course, but their attention goes to the matter of teaching which is a fine enough distraction.
And if Elidibus happens to be admiring his teacher's form from a physical perspective as well now, don't worry about it. ]
A natural instructor, then. It's a fine quality to have. Your student... has not come to this place with you? Perhaps you can teach others in the meantime.
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[At this point, the miqo'te's tail had started to idly curl and relax, the motion sluggish and easy, those fluffy ears half cocked, though not completely asymmetrical. A few more drinks though and it won't be that way for long, that's for sure.]
Within Garlemald itself? Forgive the prying, I have a personal investment in regards to the nation, [As did most people in Eorzea, but as a citizen of Ala Mhigo, he couldn't help but feel it was a little more personal] for what reason were you there?
[It's a potentially loaded question, to a degree of which he might not even be fully cognizant of himself, considering his encroaching drunken state here.]
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[ Trying to keep the vitriol out of his voice is much easier when he's getting tipsy, thankfully. He smiles somewhat wryly, though is quick to cover it with his mug of ale. ]
Mm? [ He blinks slowly, the alcohol starting to fill his body's weak mortal veins with that sort-of-pleasant but sort-of-strange tingle. ] I was doing some research... Secretly of course, I am clearly no Garlean.
[ Small of stature, no third eye. He weaves his tale with his gift for words, which thankfully makes up for how ruefully behind his fellow Unsundered are when it comes to creativity. ]
It was only a matter of time before I would have to escape it, I suppose. [ He shakes his head. ] A rather depressing subject, I am sorry to have brought it up.
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The answer, apparently, suited him well enough in that moment.]
I'm happy to see you made it out alive, then. Not many who have ventured too far into Garlemald itself have had the privilege of coming back. [Alive or dead. The other man looked too young to meet with such a grisly fate, though tragic it would have been for anyone of any age to have suffered the same.]
No, do not apologize, I inquired further on it. I asked for more information from you, and you did so give it. Should you like, I can change the subject, I myself was rather busy before I appeared here. There's much I could tell you about... Ah, such as Arya, my current pupil, if you'd like.
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A mature man, aged finely and with so much experience in life.... Elidibus' favorite type. Oh no. ]
Oh... yes. It was a risk to take indeed. But my work is even far more interesting to me than adventuring itself.
[ He shakes his head, as if to clear some thought. ]
Current pupil? A teacher, then.... Is that what you were doing?
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Loosened up and easy now as he was, he'd focus entirely now upon the other man, taking a good, long moment to fully take him in. Not so dreadfully young, no, perhaps indeed about as old as the Warrior was, were he to hazard a guess. His curiosity was burning brightly, the desire to learn more about his current company wasn't about to go away any time soon.
Especially not with a response like that.]
Your work? Then adventuring 'tis but a hobby, of sorts? Or does it come part in parcel with your work?
It was indeed, as surprising as it was for me. Being a teacher was not something I had originally strove for, rather it seemed to fall into my lap. I couldn't turn away those who asked to learn, however. Unexpected as it was, I couldn't ever claim to call it unwanted.
dw's nasty trickses....
Adventuring... is something of a hobby, yes. I am more a diplomat than anything.
[ He's had his hand in creating heroes, and being a hero, and destroying heroes of great renown of course. But First and Foremost he will always be the Emissary. Small details he leaves out for X'ruhn of course, but their attention goes to the matter of teaching which is a fine enough distraction.
And if Elidibus happens to be admiring his teacher's form from a physical perspective as well now, don't worry about it. ]
A natural instructor, then. It's a fine quality to have. Your student... has not come to this place with you? Perhaps you can teach others in the meantime.