Dragoncrest Cliffs winter hit me, hiroshima

i love atajar omg

 it is interesting to blix, who has grown up immersed in this way of life but almost removed from it given the unusual circumstances of her birth, to listen to atajar speak. she knows a little about it, understands what fos goufa is, knows nomi has gone through intensive training and serves and incredibly special purpose. but there is, she realises, a difference between loyalty to nomi and to drageda - because drageda exists outside of nomi.

it is a tiny relevation. the earth does not shatter as she walks. 

but it is something.

"i see," she says, voice gone quiet. then, in an effort to distract herself, she adds, "i'm training too - with nomi, i mean. for mercenary." she knows her training must pale in comparison and she does not mean it boastfully, but shuffles her feet, hoping the fos goufa will understand her.