[Takame has drowned himself in jobs and ale (mostly the former) since he rescued the Warrior of Light, Rose and days after that listened to her troubles. He had no words for her and ended up leaving in silence with a bow after one of the nurses requested that he leave. From there he returned to Limsa undertaking as many possible requests as he could. He’s had to keep himself busy or else he'll find himself thinking more than he should. About his lack of use.
Then he was yet again approached by the Maelstrom for a difficult task, knowing that he infiltrated Castrum Abania and came out successfully. A task the Maelstrom themselves would accompany him for while later being reinforced by an organization whose name he only tangentially recognized, the Scions of the Seventh Dawn.
That was how he found himself in the Navel, surrounded on all sides by Kobolds quivering in their gear and coming face to face with the kami… the primal they worshiped; Titan. That was how he ended up in the center of the conflict, betrayed by more and more as the officers with him dropped their weapons and fell to their knees spouting nonsense worshipping Titan like the kobolds. Takame was fortunate enough that before the last officer fell under this odd spell that Titan was weak enough to eliminate with one more powerful strike, the strongest technique in his arsenal, Hissatsu: Guren. The same he used to fell multiple Garlean Soldiers in one shot.
By the end of it all he was on his knees in the middle of the stage while all around him, his supposed allies and established kobols enemies cursed his name for eliminating their kami. He was battered and beaten from the fight, dust and dirt collected in his lungs enough that he could not stop coughing.
He could do little bit wait for his reinforcements. So this is the primal threat that Eorzea faced.]
HI AGAIN ROSE.
Then he was yet again approached by the Maelstrom for a difficult task, knowing that he infiltrated Castrum Abania and came out successfully. A task the Maelstrom themselves would accompany him for while later being reinforced by an organization whose name he only tangentially recognized, the Scions of the Seventh Dawn.
That was how he found himself in the Navel, surrounded on all sides by Kobolds quivering in their gear and coming face to face with the kami… the primal they worshiped; Titan. That was how he ended up in the center of the conflict, betrayed by more and more as the officers with him dropped their weapons and fell to their knees spouting nonsense worshipping Titan like the kobolds. Takame was fortunate enough that before the last officer fell under this odd spell that Titan was weak enough to eliminate with one more powerful strike, the strongest technique in his arsenal, Hissatsu: Guren. The same he used to fell multiple Garlean Soldiers in one shot.
By the end of it all he was on his knees in the middle of the stage while all around him, his supposed allies and established kobols enemies cursed his name for eliminating their kami. He was battered and beaten from the fight, dust and dirt collected in his lungs enough that he could not stop coughing.
He could do little bit wait for his reinforcements. So this is the primal threat that Eorzea faced.]
“Titan”...