(( sorry for the infodump... sent a message on disco earlier but just lmk if this works! happy to relocate them if you'd like o7 ))
[ He nods briefly. ]
Of course.
[ Seems like she's hitting the ground running and intent on maintaining pace—he isn't surprised. There's a lot to fill her in on, so he starts where he can as they wander along the facility.
He'd woken up some many months earlier to winter festivities, which transitioned into rumors of war and rising tension between Olympia and Wyver—where everything had began, that he knows of firsthand. There had been fires and riots, a series of kidnappings, casualties. A moment of peace, and a moment where the fragments of the Storm had been unleashed. And finally, the undead dragon. In the midst of it all, the Thieves had worked together (or separately) to protect civilians, taken on unaffiliated quests and aided in miscellaneous tasks.
So it's no longer the grand heists they used to coordinate back home, and they don't exactly function as the Phantom Thieves in the same way. (But it's something, helping those in need as they've sworn to do. And it isn't just the handful of them either, but other refugees, each with their own incredible histories and skill sets. Things are bigger than just them, now.) ]
...And now we're here.
[ Nadril. Searching for a way to break Ysverai's curse.
(All together again, finally. He borrows another quiet moment to simply take in Makoto's presence, grateful for it.) ]
no subject
[ He nods briefly. ]
Of course.
[ Seems like she's hitting the ground running and intent on maintaining pace—he isn't surprised. There's a lot to fill her in on, so he starts where he can as they wander along the facility.
He'd woken up some many months earlier to winter festivities, which transitioned into rumors of war and rising tension between Olympia and Wyver—where everything had began, that he knows of firsthand. There had been fires and riots, a series of kidnappings, casualties. A moment of peace, and a moment where the fragments of the Storm had been unleashed. And finally, the undead dragon. In the midst of it all, the Thieves had worked together (or separately) to protect civilians, taken on unaffiliated quests and aided in miscellaneous tasks.
So it's no longer the grand heists they used to coordinate back home, and they don't exactly function as the Phantom Thieves in the same way. (But it's something, helping those in need as they've sworn to do. And it isn't just the handful of them either, but other refugees, each with their own incredible histories and skill sets. Things are bigger than just them, now.) ]
...And now we're here.
[ Nadril. Searching for a way to break Ysverai's curse.
(All together again, finally. He borrows another quiet moment to simply take in Makoto's presence, grateful for it.) ]