I. Hallucinations in Little Edo (spoilers for Pandæmonium questline)
Parks, as it turns out, are some of the few places Erichthonios can walk around unimpeded. The trees are even tall enough that he can almost pass for normal-sized in this location... as though this were a tiny, manicured garden of Amaurot, the illusion only broken whenever he crosses a bench made for sitting, or when he happens upon another person walking beneath the reddened boughs. Yet, for a while, he is almost content in the small park.
However, the illusion of normalcy is not the only illusion the park has to offer.
The wind picking up, leaves scatter upon the breeze, tumbling through the air in meandering descent. Through the vision of cascading red, Erichthonios sees something else -- a flash of blond hair, and trailing warder's robes.
His heart catches painfully in his chest.
"Hesperos?"
No... it cannot be. The man is dead.
II. Perusing the Apple Orchard - Adachi Ward, Tokyo Hearing about the Autumn Harvest Festival, Erichthonios cannot help but begin to wonder if Nippon has a festival for nearly every occasion. However, curiosity soon leads him to Tokyo's Adachi Ward, and inevitably to the Furusato Orchard, where the most notable of festivities are taking place.
Struck with wonder at the sheer variety of produce, Erichthonios ambles among the trees, stopping to pick a fruit high in the branches here and there upon request; he is certainly tall enough to reach most of them... even without the aid of a ladder!
His mood elevated by the occasional shows of gratitude, he continues to wander the orchard, offering help where he can. Eventually, he comes across a setup where goods are being offered for sale, and pausing, considers the spread thoughtfully.
"I wonder if they would like something..."
They, of course, being the people from his home that he has encountered thus far... and perhaps one other certain helpful fellow. Surely a small gift would not be unwelcome.
Erichthonios | Final Fantasy XIV |open
Parks, as it turns out, are some of the few places Erichthonios can walk around unimpeded. The trees are even tall enough that he can almost pass for normal-sized in this location... as though this were a tiny, manicured garden of Amaurot, the illusion only broken whenever he crosses a bench made for sitting, or when he happens upon another person walking beneath the reddened boughs. Yet, for a while, he is almost content in the small park.
However, the illusion of normalcy is not the only illusion the park has to offer.
The wind picking up, leaves scatter upon the breeze, tumbling through the air in meandering descent. Through the vision of cascading red, Erichthonios sees something else -- a flash of blond hair, and trailing warder's robes.
His heart catches painfully in his chest.
"Hesperos?"
No... it cannot be. The man is dead.
II. Perusing the Apple Orchard - Adachi Ward, Tokyo
Hearing about the Autumn Harvest Festival, Erichthonios cannot help but begin to wonder if Nippon has a festival for nearly every occasion. However, curiosity soon leads him to Tokyo's Adachi Ward, and inevitably to the Furusato Orchard, where the most notable of festivities are taking place.
Struck with wonder at the sheer variety of produce, Erichthonios ambles among the trees, stopping to pick a fruit high in the branches here and there upon request; he is certainly tall enough to reach most of them... even without the aid of a ladder!
His mood elevated by the occasional shows of gratitude, he continues to wander the orchard, offering help where he can. Eventually, he comes across a setup where goods are being offered for sale, and pausing, considers the spread thoughtfully.
"I wonder if they would like something..."
They, of course, being the people from his home that he has encountered thus far... and perhaps one other certain helpful fellow. Surely a small gift would not be unwelcome.