Introduction - Arrival
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As the airship bellows down, under the clouds, I can finally see the great Elvaan Capital, San d'Oria. After traveling for several days from my home of Windurst, I had finally arrived in what was to be my new home.
The towers of the San d'Orian Palace, loomed the highest, over the great city. As I peer over the edge of the Airship, I can see the marketplace of Southern San d'Oria, with children running around, playing.
For those of you who havent guessed yet...I am a Tarutaru. A small, bearlike being from the wooded region of Windurst. Unlike my close friends, who mostly became White or Black Mages, I desided to become a Warrior. Many laughed at me, as due to my small size...I wasnt the best.
But, after my parents passed away, and the Elders proclaimed me an adult, I packed my things and took to the skies, hoping to visit far away places. And now, this was my chance.
About this time, the Airship comes around the back of the castle, coming down as it lands gently in the water, the main engines slowing down as the water continues to slow the ship. I walk up portside, looking around as the walkway is lifted up to the ship.
As I walk up to it, I can see Elvaan Soldiers patrolling, along with big, husky Galkan Carpenters, Humes, and other Tarutaru. Several Galkan monks quickly go past me, almost knocking me off the walkway.
"Hey! Watch it, Taru!" I yell. The Monks stop, and look over at me. In a loud, booming voice, one of them speaks. "Then stay out of our way, you little Taru."
I growl, about to grab my sword from my side, when two Elvaan guards walk up. "Is there a problem here?"
I shake my head, as do the Galkan Monks. I always hated the Galkans...big, rude, and quite obnoxious. As I continue down the ramp, they glance over at me, mumbling a few things. I simply shrug it off, heading up into the port.
I reach into my pack, pulling out the map the Elders had given me of San D'Oria. My first order of business, would be to introduce myself to the Windurstian Consulate, who according to the map, should be in the main area. I glance around as I walk onward, the airship taking off.
I stop for a second, looking back as the Airship takes off towards the skies once more. I knew, this would be the start of a great adventure. What I didnt know...was that this adventure, would get me deeper under my head than I ever imagined.
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As the airship bellows down, under the clouds, I can finally see the great Elvaan Capital, San d'Oria. After traveling for several days from my home of Windurst, I had finally arrived in what was to be my new home.
The towers of the San d'Orian Palace, loomed the highest, over the great city. As I peer over the edge of the Airship, I can see the marketplace of Southern San d'Oria, with children running around, playing.
For those of you who havent guessed yet...I am a Tarutaru. A small, bearlike being from the wooded region of Windurst. Unlike my close friends, who mostly became White or Black Mages, I desided to become a Warrior. Many laughed at me, as due to my small size...I wasnt the best.
But, after my parents passed away, and the Elders proclaimed me an adult, I packed my things and took to the skies, hoping to visit far away places. And now, this was my chance.
About this time, the Airship comes around the back of the castle, coming down as it lands gently in the water, the main engines slowing down as the water continues to slow the ship. I walk up portside, looking around as the walkway is lifted up to the ship.
As I walk up to it, I can see Elvaan Soldiers patrolling, along with big, husky Galkan Carpenters, Humes, and other Tarutaru. Several Galkan monks quickly go past me, almost knocking me off the walkway.
"Hey! Watch it, Taru!" I yell. The Monks stop, and look over at me. In a loud, booming voice, one of them speaks. "Then stay out of our way, you little Taru."
I growl, about to grab my sword from my side, when two Elvaan guards walk up. "Is there a problem here?"
I shake my head, as do the Galkan Monks. I always hated the Galkans...big, rude, and quite obnoxious. As I continue down the ramp, they glance over at me, mumbling a few things. I simply shrug it off, heading up into the port.
I reach into my pack, pulling out the map the Elders had given me of San D'Oria. My first order of business, would be to introduce myself to the Windurstian Consulate, who according to the map, should be in the main area. I glance around as I walk onward, the airship taking off.
I stop for a second, looking back as the Airship takes off towards the skies once more. I knew, this would be the start of a great adventure. What I didnt know...was that this adventure, would get me deeper under my head than I ever imagined.