Monsters and snow did little to shock the dragoon, the similarity it bore to home was a mock comfort in this unfamiliar land. Nay, what surprised him was how he could not assail the beast--could not injure it. As if the thing were made of adamantine, or had the toughest of dragon's hide. But even he could pierce through that--if only he had his lance.
Instead, he was left with little option besides running like a coward, which threatened to do more harm to his pride than anything else. He was known for his near suicidal battle impulses, but when naught seemed to work, and his companion(s) would suffer for his fruitless endeavors... running was the favorable choice.
A choice that had dragged on long enough. Had he still his ability to jump, he might whisk him and his company to safety, but this wasn't the case. Spotting a building, he started for it, gesturing to his company to follow. If they could not shake the creature, they could certainly shut it out.
Once they were inside, he used his weight to hold the door shut despite the beast's best efforts to break it down. All too suddenly the rattling stopped, and a chill ran down his spine. Surely it could not have given up so easi--
"The windows! Act fast ere the beast opens them!" He called out, just as one began to rattle, threatening to open and allow the fiend inside.
Estinien Wyrmblood | Final Fantasy XIV
Monsters and snow did little to shock the dragoon, the similarity it bore to home was a mock comfort in this unfamiliar land. Nay, what surprised him was how he could not assail the beast--could not injure it. As if the thing were made of adamantine, or had the toughest of dragon's hide. But even he could pierce through that--if only he had his lance.
Instead, he was left with little option besides running like a coward, which threatened to do more harm to his pride than anything else. He was known for his near suicidal battle impulses, but when naught seemed to work, and his companion(s) would suffer for his fruitless endeavors... running was the favorable choice.
A choice that had dragged on long enough. Had he still his ability to jump, he might whisk him and his company to safety, but this wasn't the case. Spotting a building, he started for it, gesturing to his company to follow. If they could not shake the creature, they could certainly shut it out.
Once they were inside, he used his weight to hold the door shut despite the beast's best efforts to break it down. All too suddenly the rattling stopped, and a chill ran down his spine. Surely it could not have given up so easi--
"The windows! Act fast ere the beast opens them!" He called out, just as one began to rattle, threatening to open and allow the fiend inside.