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I'd cuddle and pet all the moogles.
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I'd order the knights under me to shoot more arrows at people even though that's not I wanted but didn't specify not to either.
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Hmmm help the WoL as best as I can, be annoyed at everyone and everything for not doing their jobs properly.
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After being knocked back in the melee by you know who, I'd limp to the nearest bar and take that stiff drink I'd offered earlier, WoL or no.
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I would die. Nobody would ever care about me or even really remember who I was until Heavensward, when I am purposely built up for no purpose at all other than to add some bitter sadness sprinkles to your special cupcake story when I ultimately bite the dust. The people who DO care about me would pretend that they always liked me, even when I was just some useless boog who looked suspicious as hell in the earlier stories, and little else.
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Tell everybody to f*ck off my property >:/
It's ironic that I had this one, because I am usually very grumpy
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Try and trade with someone that got Ysayle.
Then again, who's stupid enough to trade Ysayle with a whiny scrub ...
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I'd purge sickness. And show mercy. I'm a classy, merciful beast of a knight.
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Prolly defect to the Garlean Empire.
Mourn my sister...or wish I had Ysayle instead of boring Lucia >.>