Nara'a isn't much of a gambler - he avoids the Gold Saucer most of the time outside of playing Triple Triad. He's mostly an observer most of the time. In truth he has no real intention of gambling - until he sees some of the prizes people are winning. He's been itching to get his hands back on certain weapons of his, and this provides a perfect opportunity.
He doesn't win a lot at first. The games are largely unfamiliar still, despite having been here a few times. The fact that he's got expressive ears and a tail doesn't help, either - they make his poker face terrible. Still, he's starting to win bit by bit, never gambling more than he can afford to lose.
Perhaps you're at the table as well? Maybe you'd like to change that?
Low Stakes
Once he's gained enough tokens to be significant - just barely enough, but enough - he makes his request known. And, somewhat to his surprise, he's granted it. He can be easily found hanging around the food and drink tables for a bit, occasionally taking a look at a crystal in his hand. He hides it away when he notices someone looking at it, but he's not the sneakiest.
He's available for conversation or questions, though he'll be a bit less amenable to the idea of pushing his luck at the card tables any further. If you're really in need though he might be convinced... especially if your life is at stake.
No Stakes
There's some odd noises coming from the plant-strewn streets. Nara'a prefers to drag back to Sanctuary rather than kill, but that's not always possible. Sometimes beasts give him no real choice. It's not his usual sounds of combat however that echo through the districts - instead he's in an odd outfit, though the weapon he has in his hands is unmistakable as a gun. He's working on some large werewolf-like monster, several meters tall - but the catman seems to be whirling around it, bullets appearing from midair and whizzing into the monster's flesh. It all seems... reasonably normal...
And then he presses a button and summons what can only be described as a mechanical monster, the steel creature barreling forward and slamming a fist into the more hairy monster.
Nara'a Sunvara | Final Fantasy XIV
Nara'a isn't much of a gambler - he avoids the Gold Saucer most of the time outside of playing Triple Triad. He's mostly an observer most of the time. In truth he has no real intention of gambling - until he sees some of the prizes people are winning. He's been itching to get his hands back on certain weapons of his, and this provides a perfect opportunity.
He doesn't win a lot at first. The games are largely unfamiliar still, despite having been here a few times. The fact that he's got expressive ears and a tail doesn't help, either - they make his poker face terrible. Still, he's starting to win bit by bit, never gambling more than he can afford to lose.
Perhaps you're at the table as well? Maybe you'd like to change that?
Low Stakes
Once he's gained enough tokens to be significant - just barely enough, but enough - he makes his request known. And, somewhat to his surprise, he's granted it. He can be easily found hanging around the food and drink tables for a bit, occasionally taking a look at a crystal in his hand. He hides it away when he notices someone looking at it, but he's not the sneakiest.
He's available for conversation or questions, though he'll be a bit less amenable to the idea of pushing his luck at the card tables any further. If you're really in need though he might be convinced... especially if your life is at stake.
No Stakes
There's some odd noises coming from the plant-strewn streets. Nara'a prefers to drag back to Sanctuary rather than kill, but that's not always possible. Sometimes beasts give him no real choice. It's not his usual sounds of combat however that echo through the districts - instead he's in an odd outfit, though the weapon he has in his hands is unmistakable as a gun. He's working on some large werewolf-like monster, several meters tall - but the catman seems to be whirling around it, bullets appearing from midair and whizzing into the monster's flesh. It all seems... reasonably normal...
And then he presses a button and summons what can only be described as a mechanical monster, the steel creature barreling forward and slamming a fist into the more hairy monster.
What in the world - ?