The Naldoan Chronicles [voice]
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mooglenet_backup[After being jostled about from one realm to another, Ondore is certainly grateful to be returned to Gaia. While the irony of it all certainly didn’t go unnoticed, the Marquis decides to prepare a detailed message for friends and acquaintances alike hailing from his realm of Ivalice.
He does not filter this message from Gaian eyes, nor does he filter his words from the eyes of commoners. In Ondore’s belief, there’s no need to filter the truth from those willing to see it.
Besides, this may prove to be rather education for all.]
How peculiar and how odd such a journey has been since my arrival to Gaia. Whisked away from land and home, many of us found ourselves abandoned within a realm not our own. Exiled by fate and sorcery, many of us began on a madding quest to become accustom the cultures we’ve experienced here.
Some of us chose to mimic the Gaians through observation alone, while others divulged deeper within literature in order to understand them. While both endeavors are noble enough, I do believe many of us have forgotten how little culture plays in human behavior. Their anger is warranted, just like their fear. The phenomenon I have witnessed beyond Gaia’s soil certainly proves this true.
Ivalice is Ivalice no more, but rather a realm mismatched by Garland’s magick. Banora trees now line the abandoned ruins of Ridorana, and Mount Bur-Omisace now thrives beside an active volcano that threatens to melt its icy slopes. Such a phenomenon isn’t limited to merely the changing of the soil, but the changing of the people as well.
Lilites now walk Archadian streets much to the Empire’s displeasure, and Yukes now flock to Bhujerba to exchange knowledge with all those hailing from Dorstonis. Dalmasca has changed very little in comparison of other realms, but now tribes of Shelkies roam the desert landscape alongside with rogue Seeqs and Bangaas in search of treasure. What this treasure could be one can only imagine, but such a unity amongst the newcomers and the patrons of Ivalice is quite humbling.
Such a time has prompted Ivalice to change rapidly through discussion. The temperament there is as heated as ever, but I can proudly state that the threat of war no longer looms over Ivalice’s shadow.
Diplomacy is what guides the land of my birth, and diplomacy is what shall guide Gaia through this time of crisis.
[ooc: Dag here, coming off of hiatus...today! Expect to more posts later today or tomorrow.]
He does not filter this message from Gaian eyes, nor does he filter his words from the eyes of commoners. In Ondore’s belief, there’s no need to filter the truth from those willing to see it.
Besides, this may prove to be rather education for all.]
How peculiar and how odd such a journey has been since my arrival to Gaia. Whisked away from land and home, many of us found ourselves abandoned within a realm not our own. Exiled by fate and sorcery, many of us began on a madding quest to become accustom the cultures we’ve experienced here.
Some of us chose to mimic the Gaians through observation alone, while others divulged deeper within literature in order to understand them. While both endeavors are noble enough, I do believe many of us have forgotten how little culture plays in human behavior. Their anger is warranted, just like their fear. The phenomenon I have witnessed beyond Gaia’s soil certainly proves this true.
Ivalice is Ivalice no more, but rather a realm mismatched by Garland’s magick. Banora trees now line the abandoned ruins of Ridorana, and Mount Bur-Omisace now thrives beside an active volcano that threatens to melt its icy slopes. Such a phenomenon isn’t limited to merely the changing of the soil, but the changing of the people as well.
Lilites now walk Archadian streets much to the Empire’s displeasure, and Yukes now flock to Bhujerba to exchange knowledge with all those hailing from Dorstonis. Dalmasca has changed very little in comparison of other realms, but now tribes of Shelkies roam the desert landscape alongside with rogue Seeqs and Bangaas in search of treasure. What this treasure could be one can only imagine, but such a unity amongst the newcomers and the patrons of Ivalice is quite humbling.
Such a time has prompted Ivalice to change rapidly through discussion. The temperament there is as heated as ever, but I can proudly state that the threat of war no longer looms over Ivalice’s shadow.
Diplomacy is what guides the land of my birth, and diplomacy is what shall guide Gaia through this time of crisis.
[ooc: Dag here, coming off of hiatus...today! Expect to more posts later today or tomorrow.]
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Date: 2011-01-14 04:21 pm (UTC)The only reason we even knew about that crystal was because Lufene was bold enough to broadcast her findings to all. If the others are to be scattered across Gaia as well, then we better make preparations now.
Lufene may not be so foolish the next time.
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Date: 2011-01-14 09:27 pm (UTC)As for broadcasting it... I doubt that even if she managed to gain a second one, I do not feel that she would choose to conceal it to us. It seems to be her nature to gloat. It would undoubtedly be far more difficult to retrieve, however.
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Date: 2011-01-15 01:47 am (UTC)[A frown graced his elderly features as he thought of all the heinous deeds Lufene has done thus far. That foul woman needs to be dealt with one way or another.]
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Date: 2011-01-15 02:05 am (UTC)[The warrior is frowning as well, but more because it has been long enough that they are somewhat used to her actions. She should have been defeated some time ago, in his mind.]
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Date: 2011-01-16 01:19 am (UTC)Cut off one head, and two more spring forth, so naturally his closest allies must die with him. If we could rid ourselves of these fiends in one fell swoop, then peace shall be guaranteed.
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Date: 2011-01-16 02:26 pm (UTC)