Wind Colony

[Remi]

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This place is a small colony on the edge of a cliff overlooking the ocean. Most of the inhabitants of this colony have flying zoids. This is the colony Van Freiheit is from. There are tall windmills here and there, and some small shops and houses. The villagers are nice, and will treat you with respect. When you approach the colony, there is a large field off to the right, full of tall grass. If you keep going straight, you enter the colony. It is a good place to spend the night, but other than that not much exists here.

[Ilse Ranvaar]

Ilse stepped out of his Gunsniper, the wind tossing dark strands of hair erratically as he did so. The village appeared quiet, almost empty at the time, so he didn't much mind. Besides, he appreciated a more windswept look- it made him feel more carefree- and it appeared the environment was saving him the trouble of grooming himself. Once out of the zoid, he seated himself as comfortably as he could, then all-out layed back, admiring the clouds with arms crossed behind his head.

This place was new to him; new but oddly familiar. At the very least, the cloudy skies seemed recognizable. Then again, not much changed from white-and-blue-expanse to white-and-blue-expanse.

[Ilse Ranvaar]

A sigh escaped his lips as he wandered from thought to thought. Raising his right hand and pointing his index finger, he traced the outlines of several clouds.

"I should come out here more often. I certainly don't get enough sun cooped up indoors most days."

His hand fell from its pointing position almost limply, and he then brushed his hair back. He held a clump, running it through his fingers.