Again.
ARGH.
Actually, I guess it really wasn’t that bad this time. But, really, what were they thinking? Were they even thinking?
Okay, backing up.
I woke up a few days ago to see moogles. Er, well, I guess that’s not too big a surprise. I mean, there’s one in my Mog House. But, but! I woke up and saw moogles outside, with huuuuuuge crowds gathered around them. Yep, another festival. Our lives seem to be made of festivaling, then almost dying, and getting something shiny; rinse and repeat.
Anyway, this time, they were handing out eggs. Not just any eggs – eggs with letters on them. And we were supposed to trade them with each other to make words, and get rewards for said words.
Pretty nice, I guess. I have no idea how this is supposed to help bring the MHMU out of debt, though. Because, I mean, even I’ve figured by now that that’s what all these festivals were supposed to do.
Moogles are weird.
On an unrelated note, we’re at Bastok again. Jenare wanted to check up on his friend there, and we needed that key from the Palborough Mines. Y’know, that place with that scary dragon that I totally said I’d never go to again. I think I said that about a whole lot of places by now, and it never actually applies.
Well, anyway, we got our key.
…Wait. We. We got our key. We have all of them now!
KAZHAM, HERE WE COME.