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PouchWith the clothes on his back, Tomoe pressed on. He felt comfort on the train ride, but knew that he had to leave its warmth eventually to begin walking the remainder of the way.
"Fiore's advanced, but apparently not advanced enough for some more fuckin' trains...", Tomoe spoke aloud, cursing the brain-genius who thought it would be a good idea to tease the citizens by only constructing some train routes and not others.
However, coming from Joya was much more tiring and stressful than anything that traveling from one section of Fiore to another could throw at him. As he passed by Worth Woodsea he noted the rumors of magical beasts and spirits dancing within its mystical roots. Not wanting to be subjected to its allure, he picked up the pace with a hand near his sword for the part of the journey it encompassed. The dutiful duelist wouldn't allow anything to stop him from his goal - Astera.
Breaking through the treeline of the Worth Woodsea, Astera soon came into view. Tomoe once heard from a tourist's guide that it was "picturesque" and while he found that description utterly pretentious, the foreign fighter couldn't help but admit that there was some truth to that. It was stunning the detail in the architecture; a beautiful town highlighted by the crystalline oceans at its docks.
A place this beautiful... would definitely be a prime target.
The lone figure of Tomoe, knuckles cracked and in a pumped-up state of awareness, began his descent towards Astera to hunt the demons that threatened this place - and perhaps mingle with a few babes in the meanwhile.
[Exit to Astera]
[200+/200]
"Fiore's advanced, but apparently not advanced enough for some more fuckin' trains...", Tomoe spoke aloud, cursing the brain-genius who thought it would be a good idea to tease the citizens by only constructing some train routes and not others.
However, coming from Joya was much more tiring and stressful than anything that traveling from one section of Fiore to another could throw at him. As he passed by Worth Woodsea he noted the rumors of magical beasts and spirits dancing within its mystical roots. Not wanting to be subjected to its allure, he picked up the pace with a hand near his sword for the part of the journey it encompassed. The dutiful duelist wouldn't allow anything to stop him from his goal - Astera.
Breaking through the treeline of the Worth Woodsea, Astera soon came into view. Tomoe once heard from a tourist's guide that it was "picturesque" and while he found that description utterly pretentious, the foreign fighter couldn't help but admit that there was some truth to that. It was stunning the detail in the architecture; a beautiful town highlighted by the crystalline oceans at its docks.
A place this beautiful... would definitely be a prime target.
The lone figure of Tomoe, knuckles cracked and in a pumped-up state of awareness, began his descent towards Astera to hunt the demons that threatened this place - and perhaps mingle with a few babes in the meanwhile.
[Exit to Astera]
[200+/200]
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