Arrival.

[azumods]

GREETINGS. Several days through the woods seems to have at least been preferable than several days through snow; it's seen several evolutions, as well as new friends joining you along the way. It's been a long trip, but not an altogether unpleasant one, and when the route through the forest finally opens up back onto open road, it's a relatively short walk to Floaroma Town. This place is much smaller than any of the cities you've been to so for; it's a tiny town in the relative middle of nowhere, surrounded by vast fields of flowers and large, open meadows. It's peaceful, for lack of a better word, and likely far more welcoming than it could have been given the recent improvements in the people lately. You'll be getting in sometime late afternoon; given that the town is so small, it seems that the people here are definitely noticing you - there are a fairly large number of you in your group, after all, especially to all be traveling together. Not like that's a bad thing; they certainly don't seem to think it is. But it is noticeable, and as such you're going to have a few people that seem...dully interested in your sudden appearance. Although it's worth noticing that not all of the people noticing your arrival are locals - there's someone here that you might want to meet eventually... [OOC: Welcome to the end of Week 9! As of this log, you'll be gaining a new party member; feel free to come say hello! No NPC response will be given to this post, though you can thread here amongst yourselves if you wish; we'll see you tomorrow at noon with a new log for your further adventures!]

Comments

[eudaimonikos]

Can you blame them? We make a sight, at this point.

[Michael looks Ignis up and down, grins, and points at the people watching them, entirely for his own benefit.]

There’s a young boy over there, I think his father took him into the city just to tell him about you!

[discutio]

...What are you talking about.

[lu i swear to god]

[eudaimonikos]

Shhh, listen! He said, “son, when you grow up - “ [snrk] “ - will you be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned?”

[Michael mostly manages to hold his laughter in until this point.]