When Lahabrea had said that he'd found a Prometheus shard while doing his work in Ishgard, Hades' mind immediately went to the though of a handsome Elezen man. Perhaps a holy knight, more likely a ruffian in the brume... But when he clarified that it was in the northern stretch in Dravania, that only made more sense. Of course a reincarnated shard would want to work with the Chocobos out in the wilderness. He was almost on his way to Tailfeather when Lahabrea mentioned that he might find him in a cave further north from the settlement.
Hades frowned. That sounded the very most like him. He sighed and teleported out on his way. It would be troublesome to walk around as a Garlean, so he found himself glamouring away his third eye and swapped his costume for something more regional. A cave, he had said. Hades turned on his sight, seeing that familiar glint.
He approached carefully. It would be just like him to have traps, or to throw a bolt of magic through his skull. Which would be inconvenient to explain when he came back a few minutes later with the same body.
He rounded the corner to look into the cave. He was surprised that there were no furnishings... That was a little bare, even for Prometheus. He headed inside, carefully, deciding to make himself known.
"Hello! Is anyone in here? I was hoping to take refuge..." from what, he didn't bother naming. "I have food to share!"
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Hades frowned. That sounded the very most like him. He sighed and teleported out on his way. It would be troublesome to walk around as a Garlean, so he found himself glamouring away his third eye and swapped his costume for something more regional. A cave, he had said. Hades turned on his sight, seeing that familiar glint.
He approached carefully. It would be just like him to have traps, or to throw a bolt of magic through his skull. Which would be inconvenient to explain when he came back a few minutes later with the same body.
He rounded the corner to look into the cave. He was surprised that there were no furnishings... That was a little bare, even for Prometheus. He headed inside, carefully, deciding to make himself known.
"Hello! Is anyone in here? I was hoping to take refuge..." from what, he didn't bother naming. "I have food to share!"