[Fran has scoffed and ignored the letter found among her belongings. It takes her a while to find her bow in the tall grasses, but the strange windmills in the distance catch her attention soon enough. However, she doesn't really care about them. They're not important to her at this point. Finding someone or something to help her navigate is, since her senses are completely off with the disconnection to Ivalice and the Mists that guide everything.
All she sees is people in the strange world and Balthier is definitely the more talkative betwixt the two of them, so she ignores the groups near the windmills and stalks towards the town to try and listen in on others as they speak so she can find out where she really is and what's going on.
There's some conversations about what could possibly be going on in the caves and she feels a familiar tingle down her spine that says she should point her attention that way. As she steps in and looks around, she's reminded of the cave system underneath Archades and she frowns before attempting to reach out once again with all of her senses. Only to be met with full silence on all fronts but the natural smells and sounds of a cave and lots of human pheromones.]
The Occuria seem to be reveling in removing me from the land of my foremothers.
🏹 Time to Cash In 🏹
[After her time in the caves is done, Fran has a very nice collection of raw gems, geodes, and ore that she figures will fetch som gil and help her pay for information. It's not exactly what she would like to do, but the stirrings of her stomach and the setting of the sun means she has to find some food and shelter for the evening before starting anew.
So, she heads into the town where she can hear the sound of hammers on anvils and billows keeping furnaces alive. She stops in front of one such, and begins negotiation with the woman who is running the shop and places a few items on the tables.]
I would like to trade this in. [She is surprised when the woman looks her up and down and offers to let her use some of the items to craft better armor. It's true that she's wearing light leather items, but they help her move faster in battle. However, it's not that she's insulted. No, in fact, the Viera is amused at the offer.] We do not have these things where I am from, but I am happy to learn something new.
[Who knew that at nearly a hundred years old, Fran would learn the finer details of... blacksmithing?]
🏹 Fish For Dinner 🏹
[Things seem so peaceful here, reminding her a bit of a few of the outer villages of Ivalice. So when one of the competition promoters approaches her, she looks down at him before nodding and signing up.]
I see no harm in doing so.
[A girl has to eat. And with no one else around, she has to find a way to make a living as well.]
🏹 Wildcard 🏹
[OOC: If you want something with Fran that's not here, please hit me up on plurk at makochan for something and I can write you a starter, or feel free to have inspiration take you to strange places!]
Fran 🐇 FF12 🏹 OTA
[Fran has scoffed and ignored the letter found among her belongings. It takes her a while to find her bow in the tall grasses, but the strange windmills in the distance catch her attention soon enough. However, she doesn't really care about them. They're not important to her at this point. Finding someone or something to help her navigate is, since her senses are completely off with the disconnection to Ivalice and the Mists that guide everything.
All she sees is people in the strange world and Balthier is definitely the more talkative betwixt the two of them, so she ignores the groups near the windmills and stalks towards the town to try and listen in on others as they speak so she can find out where she really is and what's going on.
There's some conversations about what could possibly be going on in the caves and she feels a familiar tingle down her spine that says she should point her attention that way. As she steps in and looks around, she's reminded of the cave system underneath Archades and she frowns before attempting to reach out once again with all of her senses. Only to be met with full silence on all fronts but the natural smells and sounds of a cave and lots of human pheromones.]
The Occuria seem to be reveling in removing me from the land of my foremothers.
🏹 Time to Cash In 🏹
[After her time in the caves is done, Fran has a very nice collection of raw gems, geodes, and ore that she figures will fetch som gil and help her pay for information. It's not exactly what she would like to do, but the stirrings of her stomach and the setting of the sun means she has to find some food and shelter for the evening before starting anew.
So, she heads into the town where she can hear the sound of hammers on anvils and billows keeping furnaces alive. She stops in front of one such, and begins negotiation with the woman who is running the shop and places a few items on the tables.]
I would like to trade this in. [She is surprised when the woman looks her up and down and offers to let her use some of the items to craft better armor. It's true that she's wearing light leather items, but they help her move faster in battle. However, it's not that she's insulted. No, in fact, the Viera is amused at the offer.] We do not have these things where I am from, but I am happy to learn something new.
[Who knew that at nearly a hundred years old, Fran would learn the finer details of... blacksmithing?]
🏹 Fish For Dinner 🏹
[Things seem so peaceful here, reminding her a bit of a few of the outer villages of Ivalice. So when one of the competition promoters approaches her, she looks down at him before nodding and signing up.]
I see no harm in doing so.
[A girl has to eat. And with no one else around, she has to find a way to make a living as well.]
🏹 Wildcard 🏹
[OOC: If you want something with Fran that's not here, please hit me up on plurk at