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Natalia Luzu Kimlasca-Lanvaldear ([personal profile] worstintheworld) wrote in [community profile] melodiesoflife2016-11-18 04:32 pm

I Don't Carrot All For This Quest

WHO: Natalia L.K. Lanvaldear, OPEN
WHAT: The Old Man at the Chocobo Farm needs help harvesting greens before the first snowfall. Natalia accepts this quest so that she, too, may one day be a Santa Claus. She'll wrangle anyone she can get her hands on to helping the Old Man, since letting chocobos starve is deplorable. This might be enough to sway her into pursuing a chocobo of her own for easier transport. There may also be monsters in the fields. Bring out your prompts!
WHEN: Early to mid November
WHERE: Chocobo Farm and Nearby


It wasn't as if Natalia were ill-prepared for the hard days of labor ahead of her. She knew how hard her own people worked to provide the capital of Baticul with good food, surely this could be no different. She was also healthy and accustomed to traveling outdoors since joining the little group that was working so hard to save the world of Auldrant.

But that didn't mean the work wasn't hard. She toiled diligently, dirt rubbed into the knees of her leggings, her leather gloves dirty and smeared as she pulled up the plants and laid them in the large wicker basket that she carried from row to row. Everything had to be pulled up and preserved before the first snows of winter came down, so there was no time to waste.

Her muscles ached terribly, particularly her shoulders and back. She had to resist the urge to wipe the sweat from her brow lest she smear her face with more dirt and grime. While it was cold outside, the constant movement and physical labor kept her plenty warm. When she returned home, she was often filthy, sweaty, and very tired. Her stomach growled, but she refused to enter any dining establishments when she was in such a dreadful state. Only after she was bathed and dressed in suitable attire did she make her way to the cafe. There were some nights where she simply didn't eat, too tired to even think of food.

And yet, all the while, Natalia never made one word of complaint. This was a job that needed to be done, and she would do it. It was as simple as that. Until she finished, she wasn't going to give it any less than all of her best. Besides, the sooner she finished, the sooner she could equip the Santa Claus job and return to Trano Golsaucia to resume her efforts of fortifying the city.
uncoiledpromise: (regret ✦ if I had made a move)

[personal profile] uncoiledpromise 2016-11-21 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
Alisaie, meanwhile, had made a one singular reaction when handed the memo. T'was not that she had any problem with chocobos; on the contrary, she adored the creatures. It was the fact that only one other person had been assigned the request by Cid, and she had zero experience tilling the land. Hopefully for both their sakes, the other was slightly more capable of eliciting aide and perhaps a teacher. Because of course she'd be willing to assist in the effort; she only hoped she did not, well... damage the greens in the process of harvesting.

...Half an hour in, and she was already regretting only studying mercantilism and other arcane arts in her travels.
uncoiledpromise: (plotting ✦ under that skin of yours)

[personal profile] uncoiledpromise 2016-11-26 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ooc: it is completely and totally open!]

"Of course," Alisaie replied, looking up from the latest (and albeit miraculously unharmed greens) harvest before placing it in her own basket with a faint smile. "Alisaie; a pleasure, despite the circumstances."

Not that she thought that their job was all that unpleasant in comparison to what she's done before, no. She's simply not looking forward to the laundry after.
uncoiledpromise: (speak ✦ how to fake it)

[personal profile] uncoiledpromise 2016-12-12 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Nor have I, since we are being honest." Though it was likely incredibly obvious by this point, as they both kneel down in the dirt and attempt to harvest side-by-side. "Though since awakening here I've rather regretted not asking my family's servants how to perform basic household tasks, never mind harvesting one's own food."

In other words, two nobles asked to harvest... Cid certainly has a sense of humor. "I wished to take up the Bard Job. I figure it may come in handy later on down the road." She replied, gently pulling the vegetable from the base before brushing off clumps of soil. "What brought you here, if I may ask in turn?"