#zegor

[kendraw]

Been meaning to draw something showcasing the primary powers in Zest!!

Zegor, the sovereign of the Crimson Empire. Intense, passionate, stern, and courageous. He is a father of two- Zeal and Zaylee! He isn't much of a public figure, but he cares for his people and his empire immensely and will do whatever he has to reach his goals.

Zant, the sovereign of the Golden Empire. Loud, flamboyant, direct, outspoken, and opinionated. He has a son and a husband and when he's not preforming grand gestures of strength- he's throwing parties and galas.

Finally…

Zephyr, the sovereign of the Azure Empire. Cold, methodical, reserved, highly Intelligent, Sarcastic, awkward, and a Social recluse. Not much is known about the inner workings of his mind. He has a silver tongue that has made getting through most political dealings rather easy. He busies himself with work and keeping his pacifistic empire afloat.

[goalhofer]

2023-24 Philadelphia Flyers Players With 1st Letter Of Names Reversed

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[1000melocheyalushta]

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[lhunuial]

FFXIV fic || Home

Nevaran looked upon the great statue of Nhaama carved out of the mountain. Glacier water poured down from the mountains on either side of her into the water that comprised the valley’s lake. The noise of the waterfalls made her think of home and it was comforting to feel this way when she was so far from home.

“Enjoying the view?”

Nevaran’s thoughts were pulled back to the present. She threw a glance over her shoulder and found a small Xaela girl behind her. 

Zhusai approached the Hyuran girl until she stood next to her and followed her gaze.

“It reminds me of home.” Nevaran answered.

The sadness sounding through Nevaran’s voice didn’t pass Zhusai by. While this was only their third meeting Zhusai knew ‘home’ was a sensitive subject for the girl. Even if ‘home’ was a strange concept to most Xaela with their nomadic ways, it was not so for Zhusai. The Urkhago tribe stopped being nomads when they decided to make this valley their permanent residence. “Zegor and Sarpedon told me your family has joined with his family and you live with them. You sounded sad just now. Why?”

Nevaran chuckled. “The Spathi family is my new home. What makes me sad is my old home, the place where I was born.” She turned her gaze back to the Nhaama statue. “We have a statue just like this one, of the god my countrymen revere, Rhalgr. It also stands in a valley similar to this one, although it is a lot less green. It was one of my favourite places when I was younger.”

Both girls sat down at the water’s edge. Nevaran took a good look at the girl next to her. She learned quite a bit about the Xaela since coming to the Azim Steppe. While some outsiders were welcome at Reunion and some Xaela tribes, like the Urkhago tribe, did venture outside the Steppe and trade in the frontier towns, the Azim Steppe was quite closed off from the rest of Othard. “What do you know about the situation in Doma, Zhusai?”

Zhusai did not answer immediately. Though she was young, she was a representative of her clan because she an udgan in training. She enjoyed the visits to Doma when they traded with the people there. Whenever one set foot in Doma though it was impossible not to feel the tension in the air or see the fear in the people’s eyes. Not to mention patrols of the iron men and their iron constructions. “I know the men in iron invaded Doma, the Garlean Empire. Whenever we visit the towns to trade fewer people seem to be there and significant landmarks are damaged, if not destroyed.”

They were certainly familiar sights. It made Nevaran wonder how many of Ala Mhigo’s famous landmarks were still intact. “The Garlean Empire has also invaded the place I was born, Ala Mhigo. We had just fought a revolution to get rid of a crazy king and the Garleans used the chaos to take control of the country and we were in no shape to do anything about it. My father thought it was safer to leave, so we fled shortly after the Garleans took control.”

“What is your home like?” Sarpedon told her Ul’dah was in a desert. The Nhaama desert was not far from here, starting near the Dusk Throne. That offered Zhusai some idea on what climate Ul’dah had. The Xaela tribes who lived in the desert all had encampments near the few water sources there. One of the things Zhusai enjoyed was hearing stories of the places outside of the Steppe. She always looked forward to the times when the Fairwind Trade Company made its way up to Urkhago Kaa.

Nevaran looked up at the statue of Nhaama and the surrounding mountains. “Gyr Abania is a mountainous region. It is dry and rough terrain, not a lot of green like here. We do have a lot of large waterfalls and there are salt lakes near the city. Since it is difficult to farm and hold livestock we had to find other ways to make ourselves useful. We turned out to be excellent warriors.”

Zhusai’s eyes widened and a large smile appeared on her face. “No wonder you took to our ways so quickly!” She reached for Nevaran’s hands and squeezed them. Even if the Urkhago prefered to live peacefully they were still Xaela and would fight if it was necessary. “Some around here have started to refer to you as the soft skinned Xaela.”

A grin appeared on Nevaran’s face. “I’ll consider that a compliment.”

Zhusai grinned it return. To see the other girl smile after talking about the home she so clearly missed felt like some kind of reward. Still, she had to ask one last thing. “Do you think your home will be free on day and you will be able to return?”

Nevaran’s bottom lip trembled after hearing that question. At times the thought of a liberated Ala Mhigo was too much to bear. It would be a dream come true. There was no place like home after. Even if this life they built for themselves in Ul’dah was good, Ala Mhigo was ever in the back of her mind. “I hope so” she admitted, barely audible.

Again Zhusai squeezed Nevaran’s hand. They remained sitting at the water’s edge for several moments longer. If this place made Nevaran feel like home, then Zhusai wanted her to experience that for at least a moment longer.

[markbringelson]

Photo by Zegor Zaika (via MM scene) Very few dudes could pull off this nightshirt (I mean, look at those pineapples). This one (Chad White) does.