http://marquisofthesky.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] marquisofthesky.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] timeandtides_backup2010-01-02 01:16 am

Winter in Alexandria

Characters: Marquis Halim Ondore IV & OPEN to whomever
Progress: Incomplete
Summary: After quitting Lindblum with the Onion Knight in tow, the Marquis finally makes his way to fair Alexandria.
Location: Alexandria, the town.
Date: January 1804
Warnings: None


While the journey to Alexandria may have been a long one, these two unlikely adventurers managed to reach the town just a minute after two. Riding from Lindblum to the South Gate proved to be arduous than the Marquis assumed, a pleasant surprise. With the Onion Knight towing along, this slightly boring trip turned out to be a tad more pleasant than it should have been if Ondore decided to venture alone. Grateful for the young knight's companionship, Ondore hoped that his nice wouldn't mind if he invited the young man to visit her and Lord Nabradia. Certain that the young queen wouldn't shun his newly made friend, the Marquis led the way towards the rural town thanks to the helpful guide of some of the wayfarers they met at the gate.

"Ah, so this is Alexandria?" Halim questioned aloud as he gawked at the whimsical scenery before him. While winter chill still clung within the air, this beautiful town reminded him a little of fair Bhujerba. Perhaps it was the more laid-back atmosphere that made him think of his homeland but whichever the case, the Marquis certainly felt at home here.

"Come now, we mustn't linger for lo-" Ondore's words were cut short once he realized his faithful companion seemed to have wandered off into the crowd. With a deep sigh, the Marquis decided to search for the nearest inn on his lonesome.

[identity profile] crowned-jewel.livejournal.com 2010-01-10 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Floating islands... Sky Stones... it all sounds so fantastical, I could hardly believe it." That wasn't to say she didn't believe it... She'd seen enough 'impossible' things in her life, that there was very little she could not believe anymore.

A pause. "I wish that I could see it myself."

She turned her head to look at the Marquis, as they continued down the street. "I don't think the moogles here ever had their own country."