Somewhere in there, aye. [The Miqo'te settles himself atop a table, tail tucked around his ankles, crouching on its surface rather than sitting like a civilised person. He's never particularly considered himself one, in any case.
Instead, he watches the healing magic with interest-- it's so different from what he knows, what he's capable of performing. What he should have been able to do himself if he had his white mage's cane rather than his greatsword.
Not much help it is, except in battle.]
She'd separated from her family, so I brought her here.
no subject
Instead, he watches the healing magic with interest-- it's so different from what he knows, what he's capable of performing. What he should have been able to do himself if he had his white mage's cane rather than his greatsword.
Not much help it is, except in battle.]
She'd separated from her family, so I brought her here.