A Snowy Beginning (Open)

[Oerba Dia Vanille]

At the tip of Mt.Gagazet Vanille sat upon a rock her little clothing showed how she could withstand even the harshest of weathers. She mumbled to herself "I wonder if I head down how fast will i get to Zanarkand, Oh well better! start heading down the mountain, but first I'll need to ready myself."
Vanille looked around for were she put her bind rod, "Damn it got buried" She said as she started to dig, She thought about taking a Ronso with her but she felt that would make her seem weak, maybe she would team up with some wandering adventurers and get a ride to bikanel since her small airship was destroyed when her and her dad landed on the mountain 14 years ago.
"AhHa! found ya!" she said as she picked up the rod and strapped it to the back of hr skirt. She started to look around to see if anyone was around but the snow storm was a bit to powerful. She decided to sit back down and wait to see if anyone would come and join her on her adventure to the ruins.

[Verloren]

Verloren was on the mountain, without a real reason, his curiosity brought him here, to the bloody cold. He was wearing his armor but his armor wasn't really covering much. Parts of his torso could be seen, since it didn't hide much. He kept on running, as there was a snow storm. The fact that he had his sword in hand and shield, fighting at the same time, against targets he had some difficulties to see. He used shield bash on one of them, making the target fall, that would leave it unconscious for a while, he kept on running, it seemed like they stopped following him. The more he ran, the more tired he got, probably cause of the snow. Arriving at the top of the mountain at last, he needed some rest, he put his sheathed his sword, and put his shield on his back. The parts of his torso that could be seen were completely red because of the snowstorm, so was his face, but he kept on moving, until he saw someones silhouette, seemed like.. if someone was sitting, probably his mind playing tricks on him.

[Siegfried Schtauffen]

"Escaping a snowstorm isn't easy, especially when you try to lead someone to shelter & they keep hitting you with their shield!" Seigfried said to himself as he was venturing towards the wreckage of his first airship, the Pnarhl, which he had crashed near a ruin atop Mount Gagazet a few weeks prior to his father's death years ago, when he was just learning to fly. He has decided it is time to rebuild his airship with parts scattered along the mountain side, but as he was trudging through the snow, he saw a man in clothes unsuited for the cold weather ahead of him & decided to guide him to shelter, but the winds made such a noise that the man could not hear him, so he decided to direct him to a light he saw nearby, but the man couldn't see him well enough because of the snow & mistook him for a fiend, so he started hitting him with his shield, which upset him greatly. After he pulls himself out of the snow, he goes towards the light himself to see its source: a piece of his airship wedged into the cliff face. He steps onto the panels on the sides to reach the top, & he messes with the circuitry to see if he can get the internal heat source for the cabin working. Having learned all about the workings of an airship from his father's Al Bhed engineer, he is able to get the door to work, even though some of the mechanisms are frozen solid, which he just lightly breaks free with Soul Embrace. He steps into the cabin & seals the door behind him, he then turns around to see two unfamiliar faces looking back at him. "What did I do now...? I'm trapped in here with strangers 'til the weather lets up a bit... Oh, well..." He turns around & greets the other occupants with a forced smile. "G-good day, my name is Siegfried. I am happy to say we now have heat, so you may rest easy until the storm lets up. I'll sleep by the door if you don't mind, these storms can last several hours, so if you wanna go adventurin', you'll hafta wait 'til mornin'. Welp, G'nigh'." He lays by the door & falls asleep.