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mooglenet_backup[It's early morning in Dali when Frimelda and her comrade arrive. Signs of the place being attacked, repeatedly, are clear on the outsides of buildings... the fiends that presumably made them are now defeated. At least, a number of them.
The journey had been long, and difficult. Not difficult in taking the fiends down: to an extent, their relentlessness, but, it's not really that, either. No, the difficulties have been in finding so many settlements destroyed, and... very few survivors. A few at South Gate... one or two scattered elsewhere. When the continent had been overrun, it had truly been ovverun by monsters. Whilst the bigger cities still stood, even though they had battle scars to show for it, the smaller settlements had not stood a chance.
Choices had to be made to get to Dali quicker, the one likely village where people may still be there to be found. Now was the time to set about it...
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... A little while after arriving, Frimelda takes out her phone, addressing the network. She looks worn, and subdued.] You may not know me, but I would ask but a moment of your time. I am Frimelda. I, as well as Auron, set out from Lindblum a little over two weeks past, to aid the villages that lay across the Mist Continent.
[There's a pause.] We have reached Dali, and between... there was no much left to aid. Settlements had been completely destroyed. The people lost to us. Few have survived and made it to safe places, such as South Gate... perhaps, to Lindblum, or, here, to Dali.
... There is aid we could provide, by relief from the tide of monsters. But what is most needed for these people are homes.
To any people of Dali that may be hearing this, we hope you will accept the aid we can provide. [She just hopes that are people to hear this. She waits a moment, before the feed ends.]
The journey had been long, and difficult. Not difficult in taking the fiends down: to an extent, their relentlessness, but, it's not really that, either. No, the difficulties have been in finding so many settlements destroyed, and... very few survivors. A few at South Gate... one or two scattered elsewhere. When the continent had been overrun, it had truly been ovverun by monsters. Whilst the bigger cities still stood, even though they had battle scars to show for it, the smaller settlements had not stood a chance.
Choices had to be made to get to Dali quicker, the one likely village where people may still be there to be found. Now was the time to set about it...
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... A little while after arriving, Frimelda takes out her phone, addressing the network. She looks worn, and subdued.] You may not know me, but I would ask but a moment of your time. I am Frimelda. I, as well as Auron, set out from Lindblum a little over two weeks past, to aid the villages that lay across the Mist Continent.
[There's a pause.] We have reached Dali, and between... there was no much left to aid. Settlements had been completely destroyed. The people lost to us. Few have survived and made it to safe places, such as South Gate... perhaps, to Lindblum, or, here, to Dali.
... There is aid we could provide, by relief from the tide of monsters. But what is most needed for these people are homes.
To any people of Dali that may be hearing this, we hope you will accept the aid we can provide. [She just hopes that are people to hear this. She waits a moment, before the feed ends.]
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