[h3]Bastien Roussaeu
	Valennia Outskirts, Raelin - Southern Fields[/h3]
	Riding a chocobo… Was an experience. Not saying Bastien didn’t like it or anything-- it was pretty cool all things considered-- but somehow it made him very uncomfortably motion sick. He didn’t mention this, of course, even when he almost barfed right onto Corine’s back, but it was something worth noting. Something about the big bird’s stride just hit him the wrong way. It could’ve been worse though. He could’ve been Vestus. After having had to march over to the Royal Garnet to talk to their client, and then double back out the right gate to get going the right way, and then ambling down this road for a while, the group only now found themselves nearing their destination. Must’ve been fun, trying to keep up with a chocobo.

	Some kind soldiers told them that the wolves were holding out in a forest to the side of the road, so they strayed from the beaten path and started their way towards said woods in hopes that they’d find their big boss there. The clues they’ve been given seem to have been true, based on the figures hiding in the distance. Bastien couldn’t help but smile at the audacity of these animals to be stalking the very hunters out to get them. He was eager to show them what’s up, but the first obstacle that got in the way of that, however, turned out to be another person. Weirdly, a very… Noticeably armed figure. A man wearing dark Dragoon armor and hoisting a big ol’ sword started towards them, intercepting their path. Zephyr slowed to a stop, and a few moments later Vestus caught up. Curious to hear what this guy was gonna say to them, Bastien hopped off of their chocobo ride, giving her a woozy pat on the side feathers as thanks. Of course, who else could it be but the Dark Dragoon himself? Bastien let out a chuckle at the sight. The mighty Dark Dragoon, out here in some fields, by some wolf den?

	The Dragoon dude went on to explain that he’s not here for the same mark as them, and instead was interested in… something else, apparently. Something that’s taken home in the same place as the wolves. Coincidence? Perhaps. Either way, he offered to join their party for a bit until they reached his own query, and honestly Bastien couldn’t be happier to let this guy join up with them. Bastien had been a little skeptical of their fighting ability as a group, seeing as they had only just met and all, but this guy [i]definitely[/i] knew his way around with that sword of his. 

	[color=ed1c24]“But of course! We would be foolish to not let someone of your skill join us, even if our goals may be different in the end.”[/color] Bastien answered for the group before anyone could raise an objection to the Dark Dragoon’s offer. There was no way he was letting one of his companions be a wet blanket on this chance. To keep the ball rolling, Bastien nudged Vestus in the shoulder and continued talking. The only reason he didn’t do it to Corine was because she would probably bite his hand off if she wasn’t up a chocobo on him. [color=ed1c24]“Quick introductions: this armored fellow here is my main man, Vestus. Very trustworthy, very strong. The chocobo chick here is my latest friend and ally, Corine of Frinnia. Less trustworthy but still very strong. I, of course, am Bastien. The best of the rest.”[/color]

	Bastien extended a hand out to the stranger. [color=ed1c24]“And you-- may I ask a name of you? Or would you prefer us just refer to you as the Dark Dragoon?”
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