A Taste of Victory!

I had encouraged Elden to come out of hiding to help work on his archery skills. We had picked up various guildleves and I was on my way to meet him at Camp Tranquil when I stumbled into something entirely unforgettable. Imperials were marching out of the shroud into a clearing and making a makeshift camp. This was not a simple exercise or routine, but a full scale invasion force. I had heard from Alfgar in Ul'dah that several groups had been staging attacks on camps across Eorzea, but to think I should stumble into one myself!

I immediately called to Elden through his linkshell, Elysium, and we met at a militia dispatch who had come by chocobo and enlisted to help repel these invaders, but could we do it alone? Another young, Lalafell mage came to join us and help heal us as we began to push the Empire back the way they had come - away from Camp Tranquil. The three of us managed to claim the eastern bank of the river passing through the Tranquil Paths, but it was there at the river our Lalafell companion fell and did not rise again.

Hold the Line!

 Elden and I were on our own. We managed to use a guerrilla tactics to keep the enemy from crossing the river. They sent hounds after us as well as soldiers armed to the teeth, but we were able to stop them all from crossing the shallows of the river. We even pushed through to the western bank and were fighting the good fight there when the enemy suddenly and unexpectedly called for retreat and withdrew into the forests once more. We thought to give chase, but the militiaman summoned us and rewarded us with deaspected crystals before riding off to give his report. It was a fierce battle and Gridania lost a true ally in the banks of that muddy water. Sadly, I do not recall even her name if she had given it.

The Eastern Bank is Secure