Sylvando walked down main street with a spring in his step and an ice cream cone in his hand, looking at everything around him with obvious delight. Really, this place was wonderful! If this mysterious creator who designed the place ever turned up, he would be first in line to shake the man's hand, and probably give him a big hug. Yes, there was still work to be done and there was that whole nasty 'Corrosion' business they'd been called here to deal with, but really this was just the sort of place he'd always dreamed of building himself back home; a venue from which he could make the whole world smile.
He would need to hit up the weapons shop a little later, but right now? It was far too lovely a day to be wasted thinking about such things. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the ice cream was positively delicious, and... ooh, were those souvenir hats? They looked so adorable!
Apprentice Class!
Well now, didn't this bring back memories? All that was missing was his Papi standing off to one side with a serious expression directing things. Hopefully in a place that was all about imagination, though, the practice sessions would be a little less dull.
He drew the slim, elegant sword from the scabbard on his belt, standing ready to begin. "Well then, darling, let's begin," he said. "What will it be first, hmm?"
Look out!
Well there was an all too familiar sight; people fleeing from a monster that was threatening them. True, it wasn't quite the same as the sorts of beasties they got back home, but he suspected that the method of dealing with it would be much the same. He drew his sword, jumping up on a convenient barrel to call out to the monster. "Oh no you don't, honey," he said. "Unless you want to be carrying those claws home in a bag, I suggest you go home and stop bothering these nice people."
(The Great) Sylvando | Dragon Quest XI
Sylvando walked down main street with a spring in his step and an ice cream cone in his hand, looking at everything around him with obvious delight. Really, this place was wonderful! If this mysterious creator who designed the place ever turned up, he would be first in line to shake the man's hand, and probably give him a big hug. Yes, there was still work to be done and there was that whole nasty 'Corrosion' business they'd been called here to deal with, but really this was just the sort of place he'd always dreamed of building himself back home; a venue from which he could make the whole world smile.
He would need to hit up the weapons shop a little later, but right now? It was far too lovely a day to be wasted thinking about such things. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the ice cream was positively delicious, and... ooh, were those souvenir hats? They looked so adorable!
Apprentice Class!
Well now, didn't this bring back memories? All that was missing was his Papi standing off to one side with a serious expression directing things. Hopefully in a place that was all about imagination, though, the practice sessions would be a little less dull.
He drew the slim, elegant sword from the scabbard on his belt, standing ready to begin. "Well then, darling, let's begin," he said. "What will it be first, hmm?"
Look out!
Well there was an all too familiar sight; people fleeing from a monster that was threatening them. True, it wasn't quite the same as the sorts of beasties they got back home, but he suspected that the method of dealing with it would be much the same. He drew his sword, jumping up on a convenient barrel to call out to the monster. "Oh no you don't, honey," he said. "Unless you want to be carrying those claws home in a bag, I suggest you go home and stop bothering these nice people."