It was raining in Gridania.
Selah hesitated on the porch of the Rosewood Stalls, bracing herself for a plunge into the downpour. She knew she would be soaked by the time she reached the Carline Canopy, and sitting around in damp clothes was not her favorite tavern activity. On the other hand, Ginal was probably already there, waiting over a drink. On the third hand, Selah was a bit short of gil, and she had promised to treat her spouse to dinner. What to do...?
And then it struck her -- it was raining in Gridania! With a satisfied grin, Selah hurried to the opposite end of the marketplace, and out into the rain. As she strode confidently toward the pier, she was fitting together the sections of her fishing rod. Because, if it was raining in Gridania, the Raincallers were biting! And, last time she'd checked, they were selling for over a thousand gil each. Half an hour's work, and she should have more than enough to buy Ginal a dinner to remember!
(Over to you, Ginal. What's going on in the bar?)
Selah hesitated on the porch of the Rosewood Stalls, bracing herself for a plunge into the downpour. She knew she would be soaked by the time she reached the Carline Canopy, and sitting around in damp clothes was not her favorite tavern activity. On the other hand, Ginal was probably already there, waiting over a drink. On the third hand, Selah was a bit short of gil, and she had promised to treat her spouse to dinner. What to do...?
And then it struck her -- it was raining in Gridania! With a satisfied grin, Selah hurried to the opposite end of the marketplace, and out into the rain. As she strode confidently toward the pier, she was fitting together the sections of her fishing rod. Because, if it was raining in Gridania, the Raincallers were biting! And, last time she'd checked, they were selling for over a thousand gil each. Half an hour's work, and she should have more than enough to buy Ginal a dinner to remember!
(Over to you, Ginal. What's going on in the bar?)
