Erenville was starting to regret taking the shorter route through Nightwake City to get back to Amberfall. It was the logical choice after being at the Botanical Gardens. But once the lights began to flicker and go out, unsettling the others around him as well as the stars seeming to twinkle before disappearing, Erenville felt a fear grip his chest. It wasn't quite like the End of Days, but the sky changing in any fashion certainly reminded him of it.
In his distraction, a panicked citizen ran right into him before fleeing with a startled cry. The Shetona fell to his knees, his heavy rucksack easily upsetting his balance and a sharp pain struck his knees. His gloves protected his hands, thankfully but goodness, how long had it been since he had skinned knees? With a groan, he pulled his arms from the straps and felt for his trusty lantern. With a strike of a flint, it was on. He turned the knob at the bottom to raise the brightness and began to pick himself up.
"Running in the dark is not a good idea," Erenville replied to no one in particular, he grimaced at the fabric of his pants rubbed against his injured knees. Great, first aid and stain removal once he got home.
When the Lights Go Out - Part 3 (Locked to Wuk Lamat and E'kayan Tia)
Erenville did not have great night vision, he was not Hrothgar or Miqo'te. So, he had been caught unawares when the lights went out and could really only rely on his lantern and seismic sense to get though the city and make him way home once he was able to settle the panicked people around him. Thank the Stars for the map function on the phone as it was a boon despite his lack of sight. Still, it seemed to take even longer to make his way through the city and he had definitely more than one wrong turn given he couldn't always properly see the street signs to cross-reference with the maps.
So, imagine his surprise when he took one wrong turn and found himself face to face with a terrified citizen cornered by a vampire. He reacted without really thinking about it (although later he would blame both his childhood friend and his boyfriend for rubbing off on him), he swung his arm and a large piece of earth and concrete was lobbed right at the creature, striking it and allowing the poor citizen to flee.
But everyone who knew Erenville knew that he was not a fighter. He certainly trained his seasonal abilities to help circumvent this, but as his mother once said, he didn't really have the aptitude for combat. His reaction time once he struck the vampire was nothing in comparison to the vampire's reaction once hit. His rucksack was on the ground, lantern cracked and rolling away and Erenville was caught by the neck by the vampire before he could even blink. Off his feet and against the wall, it snarled at him and the Shetona tried to kick and claw at the vice-grip preventing him from breathing properly.
However, once the teeth sank into his shoulder and blood was pulled from his body, his movements slowed. He wheezed, long ears lowering to the sides of his face as his vision wavered. It didn't matter if death was truly nothing in this world, a matter he still didn't know how to feel about.
E'kayan was going to be pissed.
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Erenville | Final Fantasy XIV | Autumn
Erenville was starting to regret taking the shorter route through Nightwake City to get back to Amberfall. It was the logical choice after being at the Botanical Gardens. But once the lights began to flicker and go out, unsettling the others around him as well as the stars seeming to twinkle before disappearing, Erenville felt a fear grip his chest. It wasn't quite like the End of Days, but the sky changing in any fashion certainly reminded him of it.
In his distraction, a panicked citizen ran right into him before fleeing with a startled cry. The Shetona fell to his knees, his heavy rucksack easily upsetting his balance and a sharp pain struck his knees. His gloves protected his hands, thankfully but goodness, how long had it been since he had skinned knees? With a groan, he pulled his arms from the straps and felt for his trusty lantern. With a strike of a flint, it was on. He turned the knob at the bottom to raise the brightness and began to pick himself up.
"Running in the dark is not a good idea," Erenville replied to no one in particular, he grimaced at the fabric of his pants rubbed against his injured knees. Great, first aid and stain removal once he got home.
When the Lights Go Out - Part 3 (Locked to Wuk Lamat and E'kayan Tia)
Erenville did not have great night vision, he was not Hrothgar or Miqo'te. So, he had been caught unawares when the lights went out and could really only rely on his lantern and seismic sense to get though the city and make him way home once he was able to settle the panicked people around him. Thank the Stars for the map function on the phone as it was a boon despite his lack of sight. Still, it seemed to take even longer to make his way through the city and he had definitely more than one wrong turn given he couldn't always properly see the street signs to cross-reference with the maps.
So, imagine his surprise when he took one wrong turn and found himself face to face with a terrified citizen cornered by a vampire. He reacted without really thinking about it (although later he would blame both his childhood friend and his boyfriend for rubbing off on him), he swung his arm and a large piece of earth and concrete was lobbed right at the creature, striking it and allowing the poor citizen to flee.
But everyone who knew Erenville knew that he was not a fighter. He certainly trained his seasonal abilities to help circumvent this, but as his mother once said, he didn't really have the aptitude for combat. His reaction time once he struck the vampire was nothing in comparison to the vampire's reaction once hit. His rucksack was on the ground, lantern cracked and rolling away and Erenville was caught by the neck by the vampire before he could even blink. Off his feet and against the wall, it snarled at him and the Shetona tried to kick and claw at the vice-grip preventing him from breathing properly.
However, once the teeth sank into his shoulder and blood was pulled from his body, his movements slowed. He wheezed, long ears lowering to the sides of his face as his vision wavered. It didn't matter if death was truly nothing in this world, a matter he still didn't know how to feel about.
E'kayan was going to be pissed.
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[Wanna do something else? Hit me up by PM or Discord at mossflowered.]