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[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

[Now that her welcome wagon via land and sky have delivered Penelo to Troia, she's taking the time to look around and stock up on supplies. She's happily discovered her gil is accepted currency and determined to be ready for whatever lies ahead. Oddly, faced with the prospect of being on her own and not having to chase after Vaan, she's not entirely sure what to do with herself, aside from begin the process of finding her friends.

Thus, she's browsing the shops, buying only the bare minimum necessary, and pausing to chat with some of the locals.]

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[melodiesoflute.livejournal.com]

[What a coincidence! It seems that the two of them both hail from desert lands. Edward should have realized this because of Penelo's style of dress but he was tickled to know that they share a common truth beyond their love for music.]

You are more than welcomed of course but it sounds if you truly miss your homeland, Penelo, in the similar fashion as I miss my kingdom.

[He let out a slight sigh as he thought of Damcyan.]

What is the name of you homeland? I hail from the kingdom of Damcyan, a once regal country that sat within the middle of the desert.

[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

It's called Dalmasca. I'm from the Royal City of Rabanastre, but I haven't seen it in about two years now. I guess you could say that Ivalice, or really her skies, are where I'm from now.

[She's made curious by Edward's choice of words and her head cants in question. The curiosity is balanced by her delight in finding another desert dweller.]

'Once regal'? Did something happen?