[Sephiroth occasionally visits the stables, though perhaps more often than he would typically, had he never met Ciri. But now he has an appreciation for the creatures he never did before -- an appreciation that runs parallel and even extends past any regard he held for the chocobos in his world.
When he walks in, he's a tall and somewhat intimidating fellow without even meaning to be, but the horses do not seem ill at ease amid his presence. The proof that he's been here before; that he's practiced his riding skills, as would be required of him to a small degree by the Free Cities' standing army.
There's someone, however, that he does not recognize. A young woman, cooing softl to one of the horses.]
There are plenty of horses and not always enough stablehands.
i decided on stables!!
When he walks in, he's a tall and somewhat intimidating fellow without even meaning to be, but the horses do not seem ill at ease amid his presence. The proof that he's been here before; that he's practiced his riding skills, as would be required of him to a small degree by the Free Cities' standing army.
There's someone, however, that he does not recognize. A young woman, cooing softl to one of the horses.]
There are plenty of horses and not always enough stablehands.