[It's not quite thaumatech, but Bavan does remind him of home. Far more than Vandare, at any rate - the lights of the big city are a comforting reflection of Alistel's capital city. Some of the technology is even ahead of what they'd had back home - the films stumped him the first time he encountered them, and while he's sure Fennel could have invented something like the cars easily, the way they're available to citizenry is startling.]
[Why is he in Bavan? Well, he's looking for a weapon shop. And here he can chalk up another difference from home - at least so far, he hasn't been able to find one. It might just be that Bavan is large and unfamiliar, but in all the cities of Vainqueur, there'd be one somewhere prominent.]
[His first thought, five minutes ago, had been to ask a city guard - here, the equivalent would be a member of the police. Unfortunately, they're anything but friendly to outworld immigrants, and Stocke's clothes give him away, even if he doesn't look much like a monster yet. Worse, he doesn't know when to stop pushing, and however quiet and calm his voice stays, he's asking to know where to get weapons. If someone doesn't intervene...]
Stocke | Radiant Historia
[It's not quite thaumatech, but Bavan does remind him of home. Far more than Vandare, at any rate - the lights of the big city are a comforting reflection of Alistel's capital city. Some of the technology is even ahead of what they'd had back home - the films stumped him the first time he encountered them, and while he's sure Fennel could have invented something like the cars easily, the way they're available to citizenry is startling.]
[Why is he in Bavan? Well, he's looking for a weapon shop. And here he can chalk up another difference from home - at least so far, he hasn't been able to find one. It might just be that Bavan is large and unfamiliar, but in all the cities of Vainqueur, there'd be one somewhere prominent.]
[His first thought, five minutes ago, had been to ask a city guard - here, the equivalent would be a member of the police. Unfortunately, they're anything but friendly to outworld immigrants, and Stocke's clothes give him away, even if he doesn't look much like a monster yet. Worse, he doesn't know when to stop pushing, and however quiet and calm his voice stays, he's asking to know where to get weapons. If someone doesn't intervene...]