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Today was Liliana's birthday, and, in a bold act of selfishness, Ignis had made the request that the squander it all away by spending it with him. Granted, he was fully aware of the fact that Liliana would be the exact type to subscribe to the idea of a birthday week, especially when she had to make up for last year's unfortunate timing that rendered her a mere child for the event, and he rather suspected that she did (somewhat, maybe, perhaps enjoy spending time with him, so he wasn't too terribly fussed about it. Especially since he was fairly certain she would also enjoy what he had in store for them.
Starting, of course, with him taking the day off of both work and training, allowing them to sleep in, especially since he was planning on having breakfast (or, rather, brunch) handled elsewhere, in a cute little bistro in the shadow of the gleaming Citadel in New Insomnia. From there, a car had been rented (did Ignis briefly contemplate making the sojourn with chocobos? Yes, for a split second before reminding himself that he did actually value his life and didn't want to be murdered) to drive them out to the Vesperpool, a journey that weaved through most of Lucis, affording Liliana a glimpse of most of what it had to offer: from the sparse badlands of Leide, the plains and woods of Duscae clustered around the Disc of Cauthus and the ropes of rock from the impact of the Meteor. They skirted past Lestallum when they entered Cleigne to head, instead, through the mountains and the old Hunter headquarters to emerge into their destination. The weather had, unfortunately, not cooperated, but the rain was light and warm, and, really, made short stroll through the swamp feel more true to the experience, anyway. There was no way to keep one's self that dry in approaching Steyliff Grove, anyway, and so Ignis certainly hoped Liliana had taken his warning about footwear to heart.
Trudging through a rainy swamp might not have seemed like what anyone would imagine to have been an ideal birthday excursion for Liliana, but, well, Ignis had nothing but confidence that it would be worth it.
And, eventually, there they stood among the pillars that flanked the entrance to the ancient mausoleum of the long-gone Solheim civilization, the structure of imposing stone laced with hints of old technology and nature's attempts to reclaim it, with its broken cracked stone stairs leading up to its towering entrance.
The timing should have mostly worked out, but as they approached, Ignis explained, "If the entrance is not glowing red yet, then we'll have to wait a moment. The tombs only become accessible when proper night falls."
[[ for the necromancer with the birthday and NFB for distance, obvi ]]
Starting, of course, with him taking the day off of both work and training, allowing them to sleep in, especially since he was planning on having breakfast (or, rather, brunch) handled elsewhere, in a cute little bistro in the shadow of the gleaming Citadel in New Insomnia. From there, a car had been rented (did Ignis briefly contemplate making the sojourn with chocobos? Yes, for a split second before reminding himself that he did actually value his life and didn't want to be murdered) to drive them out to the Vesperpool, a journey that weaved through most of Lucis, affording Liliana a glimpse of most of what it had to offer: from the sparse badlands of Leide, the plains and woods of Duscae clustered around the Disc of Cauthus and the ropes of rock from the impact of the Meteor. They skirted past Lestallum when they entered Cleigne to head, instead, through the mountains and the old Hunter headquarters to emerge into their destination. The weather had, unfortunately, not cooperated, but the rain was light and warm, and, really, made short stroll through the swamp feel more true to the experience, anyway. There was no way to keep one's self that dry in approaching Steyliff Grove, anyway, and so Ignis certainly hoped Liliana had taken his warning about footwear to heart.
Trudging through a rainy swamp might not have seemed like what anyone would imagine to have been an ideal birthday excursion for Liliana, but, well, Ignis had nothing but confidence that it would be worth it.
And, eventually, there they stood among the pillars that flanked the entrance to the ancient mausoleum of the long-gone Solheim civilization, the structure of imposing stone laced with hints of old technology and nature's attempts to reclaim it, with its broken cracked stone stairs leading up to its towering entrance.
The timing should have mostly worked out, but as they approached, Ignis explained, "If the entrance is not glowing red yet, then we'll have to wait a moment. The tombs only become accessible when proper night falls."
[[ for the necromancer with the birthday and NFB for distance, obvi ]]
