Thread: FFXI Short - An Interesting Night [ Ryax x Ironic ]

A regular day in Windurst . Clear skies with a chance of high magics. Tarutarus are roaming about all around, Shantoto testing crazy new groundbreaking magics and slaving away her loyal pupils for magical sport. Cardians were pacing around, always busy, always goinf somewhere. Some were assisting the mages in their process of learning and discovering. Some were serving as guardians around the city. Some were helping families with their daily chores. In the middle of this sprawling city of knowledge, stood the Heaven's Tower , proud and tall. Within the confines studied mages of the higher order and worshippers of the twin gods Altana and Promathia , the gods of benevolence and chaos. The Windurstian council also sat in the highest tops of the tree. Coincidentally that's also where the venerable Fenrir and Carbuncle reside, and the Summoners practice their art. The bottom of the tower housed a special sort of green house . Shallow walkways submerged in crystal clear and magically imbued water. Between the walkways situated small pods filled with nutritious dirt and the key component that was grown here. Star Tree Seeds. While the seeds were useless when growing, they were invaluable as magical components and magical catalysts, not to mention growing new star trees to power the land with magic. Once matured, they would be moved to a special section of the tower off limits to the public for safe keeping until it was time to use them. A spacious room, scattered crates of gently bluish white glowing seeds all around. Only one archway in except for a crack in the roots, letting the moonlight in and illuminating the room a pale blue when not overshadowed by the dark green and brown of the tree. A torch were lit over a small corner of the room where someone had set up camp for the night. A stack of books, a soft spread of several blankets, two scabbards with the swords still in them leaning against a crate close by. And this is where we'll meet our guardian for the night. Nnnngghhaaaahhhh! Stretching every limber but taught fiber of his body, Asha Mihli had risen from a sleepy read of a thick, dusty old magical tome. I know I'm just a Red Mage, but come on... complaining to himself, he paced the room slowly with leisurely steps that eventually took him out of his room and into the great hall with stairs and study rooms Asha rested his hands in the pockets of his leather vest, a few soft metallic pings with every step He gazed around, looking for something, anything, out of the ordinary to catch his interest A Tarutaru asleep in one of the study rooms again. Face down, like the book was a comforting pillow I don't know how they do it ... I need to stretch my legs every once in a while at least, how can they just sit there, rrrreading, eating, sleeping all the time. I don't get it. Tsch always astounded over the Tarutaru's zealotry attitude towards book and studying GrEeTiNgS Asha! hOw ArE yOu ToDaY!? aRe ThE sEeDs SaFe? the magically mechanical noise of speech clanged through the innards of the cardian Oh, hi Eight. I'm just taking a walk, don't worry, the seeds are safe. no longer startled by the direct and fairly loud speech of the low ranking Cardians ThAt'S gOoD! hAvE a GoOd NiGhT! Eight of Clubs vocalized before shifting its gears, turning and patrolling away again with a soft, uneven hum and the clacking of its wooden wheels over the flooring You too, Eight. Asha murmured to himself before slowly heading back to his little spot to continue his dreary read ... Looks like it's going to be another slow night ...