Gulool Ja Ja's Legacy: A FFXIV DT Rewrite + Expansion Concepts [Fanfiction]

Ch3: The Feat of Reeds

The Third Promise took a moment to examine the crabs captured by the Warrior of Light and Alisaie.

"Are you a culinarian?" She asked the Warrior of Light. "The crabs you captured are somewhat larger and more suitable for cooking."

The Warrior of Light was bathed in an intense glower from Alisaie.

"I am... somewhat practiced as a culinarian, yes," the Warrior of Light replied.

"Assist me in preparing this crab stew then!" Wuk Lamat cheered. She herself enjoys the various cuisines of Tural's many people, and has spent no small amount of time learning the various culinary arts.

Alisaie pinched the skin of the Warrior of Light's arm.

"You and I will have a long and extended talk later-- tonight, just the two of us," her voice sounding dangerous.

The Warrior of Light could only nod in agreement.

After the crab stew was prepared, the Warrior of Light discovered that Krile was no longer beside them.

Only then did the Warrior of Light discover that the lalafell had moved herself some distance away onto a ledge, attempting to paint upon a canvas.

A wave and Krile rushed to return for the meal.

"Ah, I apologize. I do have to continue practicing my combat arts. Visualizing the forms and accurately channeling my aether still remains an arduous task for me."

All others present nodded their heads in understanding. They recognized Krile's desire and efforts to be better prepared for the trials ahead.

A whole day of leisure passed in such a way.

The very next morning, Wuk Lamat was just as carefree. Luckily, Alisaie seemed much more tolerant of Wuk Lamat's nature after the night, and was filled with verve.

However, Wuk Lamat would not be able to remain lackadaisical much longer, for a caravan pulled by two Rroneeks slid in front of their eyes before they could return to the beach from the seaside inn.

An elderly woman lowered herself carefully down from the driving seat.

"Namikka! You needn't h--" Wuk Lamat had no chance to express her concern.

"Lamaty'i," Namikka hurriedly conveyed the message. "Your father has stated that if you do not set out immediately, your caravan will be impounded once again."

"The Dawnservant has also stated that if you fall too far behind, your caravan will be impounded as well," Namikka added.

"That damn old man!" Wuk Lamat harrumphed. "Forcing me to participate in this rite of succession with such tyrannical methods!"

Alphinaud and Alisaie glanced at one another. Though twins, they often had different opinions. However, they currently shared the same thought-- it was a good thing for Gulool Ja Ja to force Wuk Lamat to participate in the rite of succession.

Having no choice, Wuk Lamat boarded her caravan followed by the others.

"Lamaty'i!" Namikka yelled after them. "I believe in you! You should be confident! Don't give up before even trying!"

"That's my nursemaid, like a mother to me," Wuk Lamat groaned. "She thinks I don't wish to participate in the rite of succession because of my lack of confidence. I can assure you, I simply have no desire to become the Dawnservant."

"Why not?" Alisaie asked.

"Would you want to become the Dawnservant? Playing governance and politics?" Wuk Lamat directly asked the fiery youth.