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finally made a midlander i'm happy with

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“I have a sneaking suspicion that this was an act of mummery from the Marauder’s Guild, but I feel as though it would hurt their feelings if I pointed it out...”

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“Not sure if this is the best plan, but I suppose we’ll see where it goes.”

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“To witness a scene like that...foolish man cut down by beast, to then be cut down in turn by man. And to have it be almost a game, groups rushing to be the first to take the glory of slaughter. It’s not a pleasant sight. But it’s in my blood. A need to fight, something screaming for bloodshed - whether it’s for glory or for survival. To be the strongest. ...the sky is beautiful here, is it not? I almost failed to notice how mesmerising it can be.”

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“Time to see more of the world! I sure hope that there’s no secret planning going on in parts of the realm I’ve yet to see!”

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“I have not been to an Eorzean dinner party before but my assumption was that one ought not have strange visions and pass out in the middle of it.

Failed step one.”

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“...honestly, I don’t know what I expected.”

“T’would seem that it does not take long to go from picking up herbs off the floor to stopping assassination and arson plots. Adventuring is…quite the…

Well, I was going to say adventure, but I suppose that’s redundant.”

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“T’would seem that it does not take long to go from picking up herbs off the floor to stopping assassination and arson plots. Adventuring is...quite the...

Well, I was going to say adventure, but I suppose that’s redundant.”

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“Well, I suppose I’m starting to look the part of adventurer more, now.”

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I’m writing fanfic for the first time in a long ass time - this is based off my dancer/bard Highlander lady WoL and the Crystal Exarch but I’ll try to leave it mostly open! It’s just a tiny little sweet drabble I wrote off the top of my head, haha. --- "G’raha.” The time had come to say goodbye - the other Scions had returned to their business in Norvrandt, and only the Warrior of Light (or was that Darkness, now?) and the Crystal Exarch stood in the Ocular, the latter’s focus on the portal disrupted by his name. A sad smile crossed his features as he turned to face her. “I...haven’t been G’raha Tia in so long, it feels strange to hear it again. And yet, the younger me remembers, and feels happy to hear it.”

A serene smile crosses the hero’s face - the Exarch pledges to etch it on to his memory, as he has with every smile she’s ever given him, every song she’s sung, every dance she’s danced. Even from before, back when they explored the Crystal Tower together. It wasn’t just her heroism and legacy that kept him building the Crystarium. 

It was her heart.

“You...they’ll be waiting for you. Back in Eorzea.” She was hesitating, and it gave him the mildest, selfish hope that she would stay. He knew she couldn’t, but what he wouldn’t give to spend more time together. After all, adventuring with her was the most alive he’d felt in the past hundred years. 

It would never be, though. He was attached to the tower, and there was no way of going back with her. Still...if he could have more time, even if just a few moments, it would be enough. Selfishness would keep her here for an eternity, but they both had roles to play in the world - in different, distant worlds.

His reverie was jolted by the feel of warmth - her arms, wrapped tightly around him. She hummed, peacefully - song came so naturally to her, songs of calm, of hope, of love. He could feel tears come to his eyes - again, so many tears she caused him to shed! - as his arms moved to wrap around her, the first time he’d held someone close for an eternity, it seemed. 

Her lips brushed softly against his unmarred cheek in a way that caused his heart to beat faster, so fast he was sure she could feel it in her own chest. Still, she did not dare draw away, content to hold him close to her for as long as theoretically possible. It seemed as though she needed this as much as he did. It absolutely made sense to him - after all she’d been through, all she’d given, of course it was simple to give affection in return. It was the easiest thing in the worlds.

He dew in a deep breath. “Please...promise you won’t forget me. No matter where your adventures take you, and how far you go...remember me?” When Emet-Selch asked, it was a demand that she not forget the Ascian sacrifice. When G’raha asked, it was more of a question of hope, sad but not expecting.

“I could never forget you, Raha. I never did.” Still, she did not let go. “I’ll come back, too, and we’ll adventure together, just the two of us.” It was almost the most words he’d heard her say in a single instance, usually letting actions speak instead. For his part, he did not let go either. 

Just for a few moments. It would be enough to sate his selfishness.

He could still feel his arms around her as she exited the portal, the feeling of her lips on his face...and he smiled. Even if he could not travel with her, those moments would be etched on to his memory for eternity. 

Perhaps now the sleeping G’raha Tia ought to rise to meet his champion? 

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i don’t tend to RP anymore/am not on Crystal anymore but I still come up with RP backstories for my characters even if I don’t particularly see them as ��Warrior of Light’ (which to be fair, is usually just my tanks). This is Sigrun Holyfeather - she was my very first character completely repurposed as of Shadowbringers. She’s only in early Stormblood and I’m levelling Scholar/Summoner on her (mainly Scholar, Summoner for solo instances). She and my Au Ra are mad scientist types - not necessarily bad but morally ambiguous. She’ll do the right thing eventually, but she’s more quick than other Scions to see the other side of the argument (I imagine she would be exceedingly quick to see and understand the Ascian point of view). She has a real talent for arcanima but can get a little carried away with causing pain with it.

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“...I did not expect this part.”

“T’would seem things are getting slightly more interesting. I would have thought adventuring life was merely odd jobs, but I have acquired allies and large bounties to reach for…”

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“T’would seem things are getting slightly more interesting. I would have thought adventuring life was merely odd jobs, but I have acquired allies and large bounties to reach for...”

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“Seven hells, you wouldn’t believe the shite I’ve had to deal with throughout all these years. But here I am, still alive and kicking, somehow.”

I said I’d revive this blog so here we are. My main, Proud Magnolia, and the character I associate most as Warrior of Light in Eorzea (my other characters to varying degrees). 

From humble beginnings as a novice adventurer in Limsa Lominsa, tomes and axes in hand, to fighting off the Ultima Weapon at the Praetorium - love and loss in Ishgard, liberating not one but two foreign countries and saving a whole other world from destruction, it’s fair to say she’s come a long way. I initially had her planned to be a big sister scholar type but she’s very much a Warrior/Dark Knight main (though I have every class at least 70 on her, soon to be 80). May not be on any actual RP servers but she used to be a Maelstrom lieutenant, training the greenest of recruits in how to hold their own on the field of battle. I think of her more as actual Warrior of Light/Darkness. She’s quick witted but patient and determined, mostly bemused by what goes on around her to mask feelings in her heart. Perhaps it means a lot of what she wants to say goes unsaid, or is spoken over by her compatriots...

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