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[Somewhere near the edge of things, there's a small, simple farmstead. It's surrounded by trees, as if the owner was specifically trying to hide away somewhere. There's a few fields, a barn... and a white haired man working the land. He has a couple of sheep faithfully following him everywhere as he works, bleating softly at him.]
Yes yes, I'll make sure you get fed, silly creatures.
[And yes, he's talking to the sheep. Well, you found his hiding place, will you say hello?]
Yes yes, I'll make sure you get fed, silly creatures.
[And yes, he's talking to the sheep. Well, you found his hiding place, will you say hello?]
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That requires having manners and everyone who knows either one of these two knows that they are both severely lacking in that regard. She much rather look down at him in the usual snubbing manner she carries when it comes to the dragoon. Perched up in the branches of one of the trees near his land for an unrelated reason, Ysayle watches him with a curious look in her eyes.
In a few minutes, she'll climb back down undetected and resume her survey of the area. For now, she's frozen (ha ha) in place for some unknown reason to her. There was a question on her mind that needed an answer, yet she found herself unable to approach the man to ask. Mostly because a simple question would not fetch a simple answer and she already has a headache for a number of unrelated reasons―best to not allow the Azure Dragoon the opportunity to agonize her further.
If only life could be that simple though. Caught up in her thoughts, she doesn't hear the crack of the branch she should have known was bad as it gives out beneath her. While it shatters against the ground upon landing, Ysayle herself is just hanging around. The gods saw fit to not allow her to fall to her death a second time, as another branch snagged her jacket and keeps her there.
... but now? Now she is stuck and in plain sight.
So will he say hello?)
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That changes though, when he hears the crash of the branch, and the other two sheep go sprinting in that direction. Why did he get the brave kind? Brushing off his knees as he stands, he turns...
... and sees a familiar face, comically hanging from the tree by her jacket. Hiding a chuckle by shaking his head, he goes and retrieves a ladder. Sure, he could jump and get her down, but with that tree, the ladder was safer. Walking over, he set the ladder up before looking at his former travelling companion.]
Do you want help? Or do you want to get down yourself?