"I would hope that you are somewhat eager to leave," Theo chuckled. "Perhaps more so after I finish."
Thus did Theo begin to weave the start of this tale. First, the aftermath of G'raha locking himself in the Crystal Tower and all that would follow. The separation of the Scions and how they had been framed for an act that not a single one of them would think to commit. Theo recounted the events that brought them into Ishgard and being taken in by one of the Houses there. Ysayle and Estinien... How they began and how their understanding grew. On the Viera spared no details regarding the Primals that they faced and then the Ascians behind the plot as well.
Of course there wasn't really too much time to rest between. For no sooner did the Dragonsong War come to a true end, an alliance between man and dragon so that both could be a part of the Eorzean Alliance, than the time came to push Garlemald out of the region once and for all. Theo continued his story, speaking of the different peoples of Doma and their young king. The plans that the Scions needed in order to be successful after their staggering loss - Theo's loss - to Zenos. Yet succeed they did in their endeavors yet again, though this one seemed to be more of a struggle than the last. False Echoes. A brother and a sister at odds until another Primal had been born. Scions mysteriously going unconscious as Garlemald seemed to pause in their own war.
There wasn't merely success to report, unfortunately. At times, sacrifice was needed in order to continue to do what was right. What was needed to be done. Theo made sure to mention all of those that gave of themselves along the way, to the point of giving themselves up. Moenbryda. Minfilia. Haurchefant... The list went on. However, for every loss there was something gained. New allies. New understandings of the foes that they face. A Shard on the brink of ruin being able to be saved.
It was quite a bit to absorb, really. Theo knew this. Though he stopped just short of his first steps into the Crystarium - ending, for the moment, at his awakening upon the First. A moment to breathe and for G'raha to ask what questions he word or if he thought to implore Theo to continue.
now that dawntrail doesn't have me in a vice grip...
Thus did Theo begin to weave the start of this tale. First, the aftermath of G'raha locking himself in the Crystal Tower and all that would follow. The separation of the Scions and how they had been framed for an act that not a single one of them would think to commit. Theo recounted the events that brought them into Ishgard and being taken in by one of the Houses there. Ysayle and Estinien... How they began and how their understanding grew. On the Viera spared no details regarding the Primals that they faced and then the Ascians behind the plot as well.
Of course there wasn't really too much time to rest between. For no sooner did the Dragonsong War come to a true end, an alliance between man and dragon so that both could be a part of the Eorzean Alliance, than the time came to push Garlemald out of the region once and for all. Theo continued his story, speaking of the different peoples of Doma and their young king. The plans that the Scions needed in order to be successful after their staggering loss - Theo's loss - to Zenos. Yet succeed they did in their endeavors yet again, though this one seemed to be more of a struggle than the last. False Echoes. A brother and a sister at odds until another Primal had been born. Scions mysteriously going unconscious as Garlemald seemed to pause in their own war.
There wasn't merely success to report, unfortunately. At times, sacrifice was needed in order to continue to do what was right. What was needed to be done. Theo made sure to mention all of those that gave of themselves along the way, to the point of giving themselves up. Moenbryda. Minfilia. Haurchefant... The list went on. However, for every loss there was something gained. New allies. New understandings of the foes that they face. A Shard on the brink of ruin being able to be saved.
It was quite a bit to absorb, really. Theo knew this. Though he stopped just short of his first steps into the Crystarium - ending, for the moment, at his awakening upon the First. A moment to breathe and for G'raha to ask what questions he word or if he thought to implore Theo to continue.