The early bird catches the worm. At least, that's how the saying goes. This bird, however, decided to hunt all night. Not as a helpless common bird feasting on insects; but as an owl carefully hunting its foe through the darkness of the shadowed sky.
I started the night requesting the aid of an old friend, Rue. We knew each other back when we were both students in the art of Conjuring. Instead of continuing the magical pursuits, he branched off to be a defender of the weak. Not only did he make it to become a Paladin, but it appears he's one of the stronger of his field. My respect for him can only be compared to the infinite scope of the heavens itself.
As much as we wanted to help the local citizenry on our own, we decided this task required a few more hands. Alas, one was camera shy and never waited for the flash. I wish I remembered their names, but some things are not meant to be.
As much as I enjoy showing off the unique qualities of my hair (there are not many Lalafell with naturally blue and purple locks), an oversized pointed hat was seen in the shops of Aleport. It was a strange find, as Aleport itself is not known for any unique brands. I quickly purchased this fine item to wear with pride. It was the only one I saw there; I'm glad I picked it up before anyone else could.
As an adventurer, there is not one specific place I generally call home. Yes, Eorzea is home; and yes, I call Gridania my home and resting grounds; but I find myself wanting to help those in need where ever I may be. This happened in Coerthas Central Highlands in Whitebrim Front. I had a call on my Linkshell requesting some help with local mishaps with the wildlife, so I packed up from Aleport and headed out.
Since the urgency of the request was low, I allowed myself some time to just relax and meditate. Camp Dragonhead is truly a piece of art! I sat on the cliff edge for hours just soaking in the architecture and brilliance of the town planning. This camp is gorgeous under the stars, and it is definitely appreciated.
I finally arrived at Whitebrim front to settle the tasks at hand. One of the mages lost their books again, and its contents were scattered across the lands. This is the second time this week the poor fool lost his book! They may need to hire a helper just to keep his forgetfulness in check.
As I wrapped up my tasks there, I noticed a brightness in the sky. Day was already breaking. I could not pass up the magnificence of a Coerthas sunrise, so I turned and spent an hour watching the day start.
It was a hard and long night, but a fruitful, and relaxing one. I managed to help so many people, and still see many beautiful sights along the way. Eorzea, you are a sight to behold.
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