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Man, its been a long time since I was last on here, but I'm trying to get back into the swing of things.

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"The Loporrits" he repeated "are small rabbit-like creatures that call the moon their home." He pointed towards the moon, just barely visible on the day sky. "They were created by Lady Venat to help the people of Etheirys, should the world be destroyed by the Final Days. They worked tirelessly to make sure the moon could be habitable to the people and wanted them to enjoy themselves. But with the Final Days averted, many were left aimless, as their purpose was rendered moot. But they found a reason to continue." Omutu would be lying if he said he didn't at least feel a little bad for them, having dedicated countless years for the people, only for their hard work to end up being pointless.

"The very names of each individual denotes their job, purpose, or even hobby; such as Guidingway providing tours, or Repairingway who is skilled in repairs. A good number of them can be found in Sharlayan, wanting to continue helping people and learn more about them." His gaze shifted, as if looking through his memories, pondering for but a moment before continuing.

"I also recall one in particular that that runs a café at Ultima Thule, bringing together people from the various lost civilizations. There, the commune with one another. And should you have personal issues, Counselingway can help you with whatever ails your mind or heart."

"Worry not, dear Meteion." The Lalafell took note of her tone and expression, standing up to place a reassuring hand upon her head. "I'll not force you anywhere if you do not feel ready; none of us would. I understand the guilt weighs heavy on your heart, but you cannot let that hold you back forever." His large, green eyes looked directly into hers as he spoke.

"Yes, there was a lot of trouble caused by the Endsinger's Song, but it was in that hardship that renewed hope and unity was found." He specifically used the name "Endsinger", the name giving to the collective Meteia rather than the singular one.

"Again, I perfectly understand the guilt within you, and I'll not force you to face what you do not feel ready for, but know that the world turns forever more. You are you and should you ever need help for whatever reason, you're never too far away from a helping hand. But until that day comes, if it comes, know that you'll always be welcome by myself, my friends, and the Scions." His gaze turned towards the heaven, the blue skies above Ul'dah that were so bright and peaceful with but a few clouds passing by. "And I know the Loporrits would very much enjoy your company. There is even one who could help your with your turmoil, should you be willing to lend them an ear and your voice."

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"Worry not, dear Meteion." The Lalafell took note of her tone and expression, standing up to place a reassuring hand upon her head. "I'll not force you anywhere if you do not feel ready; none of us would. I understand the guilt weighs heavy on your heart, but you cannot let that hold you back forever." His large, green eyes looked directly into hers as he spoke.

"Yes, there was a lot of trouble caused by the Endsinger's Song, but it was in that hardship that renewed hope and unity was found." He specifically used the name "Endsinger", the name giving to the collective Meteia rather than the singular one.

"Again, I perfectly understand the guilt within you, and I'll not force you to face what you do not feel ready for, but know that the world turns forever more. You are you and should you ever need help for whatever reason, you're never too far away from a helping hand. But until that day comes, if it comes, know that you'll always be welcome by myself, my friends, and the Scions." His gaze turned towards the heaven, the blue skies above Ul'dah that were so bright and peaceful with but a few clouds passing by. "And I know the Loporrits would very much enjoy your company. There is even one who could help your with your turmoil, should you be willing to lend them an ear and your voice."

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"I would tell you what they look like, but unfortunately, I know not what these Elementals look like. Not even S'bera knows and he hails from Gridania." He gave a slight pause, shaking his head. "But it matters not. If they do not see you as a threat, then you'll be fine." He paused yet again, seeming to think about a few things. A few brief seconds passed before the Lalafell spoke again. "There is also U'tala and Ishita. If I could hazard a guess, I wouldn't be surprised if they're in the Far East, at the Azim Steppe. The Steppe has beautiful, wide open plains with a number of Au Ra tribes living there, each with their own ways of life. Though I would suggest not going south to Dalmasca for a while. Frances told is it was a beautiful, peaceful realm. Currently, the people of Ivalice are recovering and repairing, so tensions may be high. But I'm sure she would love to see you someday." The entire time he spoke, Omutu had a soft smile on his face. It was clear by the look in his eyes that he was reminiscing, his mind wandering to the various lands he and his friends traveled to on their journey. "Ishgard, Othard, Ala Mhigo, Sharlyan, and even the Moon." He muttered to himself.

After her last reply, Meteion just went silent, listening to her friend explain about where his friends had been off too, what other places he had traveled far and wide and even in between. Of course she would love to explore such places but... she also didn't feel fully ready to look everything in one setting. She simply wanted to take her own time since the world is at a peace.

After Omutu had finished speaking for the moment, Meteion finally turn her head to look back at the mortal and she couldn't help but to smile in return. She could feel the warmness, the happiness that Omutu was bringing about but Meteion still had her own emotions so her smile seemed to look like a sad one instead. "I would like to explore those places someday but... I don't think I'm ready just yet."

"I... dunno if I can even face anyone there."

"Not after what I had done..."

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"I would tell you what they look like, but unfortunately, I know not what these Elementals look like. Not even S'bera knows and he hails from Gridania." He gave a slight pause, shaking his head. "But it matters not. If they do not see you as a threat, then you'll be fine."

He paused yet again, seeming to think about a few things. A few brief seconds passed before the Lalafell spoke again. "There is also U'tala and Ishita. If I could hazard a guess, I wouldn't be surprised if they're in the Far East, at the Azim Steppe. The Steppe has beautiful, wide open plains with a number of Au Ra tribes living there, each with their own ways of life. Though I would suggest not going south to Dalmasca for a while. Frances told is it was a beautiful, peaceful realm. Currently, the people of Ivalice are recovering and repairing, so tensions may be high. But I'm sure she would love to see you someday."

The entire time he spoke, Omutu had a soft smile on his face. It was clear by the look in his eyes that he was reminiscing, his mind wandering to the various lands he and his friends traveled to on their journey. "Ishgard, Othard, Ala Mhigo, Sharlyan, and even the Moon." He muttered to himself.

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At the question of her being at the forest covered city, Meteion gave a nod and a small smile. That was the first place she had decided to live in for a while. Though for being shy all of a sudden, it was because of her finding a place to sleep and live in via a nest of her own making... her shyness started to lean towards more awkwardness due to how the last nest planned out with her sisters.

"I am... unsure if I have seen anything as elementals." She paused to turn her head to look at the other. "Perhaps I've seen them without knowing what they look like." She's smart but she's not sure if anything is the same from other worlds and places she had been too. "I also haven't seen S’bera but I'm sure to spot them in the future." She at least hoped she would, the thing of it all is that she only explored in her bird form.

However things may become in the future, Meteion is still wary of walking around for too long in her current form as she's afraid to make others be scared or somehow figure out that she's reasonable for the final days. But speaking of the final days... her ears perked up, her eyes went wide at the mentioned of Hermes and all of a suddenly she turned to look away from the other.

Her future is far and wide but her past only went straight and dark. She did so many awful things after she left Hermes and Elpis. She regretted it all so deeply and she's aware it wasn't completely her fault but she couldn't help but feel... anger. Anger towards Hermes and anger towards her sisters. Is it wrong of her to way this way? Just bringing up his name made her feel unwanted emotions.

"I hope so..." She mutter, barely a whisper.

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The Trailblazer is canonically dumb enough to put their tongue on frozen metal.

By the way, I did also pick the option of asking Svarog for help. It doesn't do anything. Asking Svarog has the Trailblazer consider the idea before abandoning it, due to how painful it could be.

I went with getting help from Hook.

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Play nice, you too.

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Important Update

I know. For the first time ever, I missed a month. However, I've been busy with something.

You see, I've been transitioning onto YouTube and even uploaded two videos.

Sorry about the watermark. It was my first video and I was hesitant to pay to remove it.

This one was just uploaded recently at the time of making this post.

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“Oh, you’ve been to Gridania?” He questioned, especially taking an interest in hearing that. With his arm free, he placed both of his diminutive hands on the brickwork he sat upon, leaning back slightly. “By any chance, did you run into any of the Elementals? I’ve not seem them myself, but S’bera and Frances claim they do exist. Mayhaps I struggle to perceive them as I have little ties to the forests...” Omutu mused to himself before shaking his head, refocusing himself.

“And speaking of S’bera, did you perhaps see him? I know not where precisely he is, but I would assume he returned to home, just as I have. And it makes me happy to hear you say you enjoy Ul’dah. Many dismiss it as arid sands, but it remains my home. If you head north, you can find my home, where I live with my family.” He pointed in the aforementioned direction, towards the Ceruleum Fields and the massive Garlean Outpost, now partially destroyed. It’s easy to assume why it was partially destroyed and who caused it. Of course, his home isn’t specifically in that area, but it is in that direction.

“It also makes me happy to hear you’re making friends.” He did take note of how shy she seemed about the nest, but decided not to press her. He trusts Meteion to tell him when she’s ready. “You making friends and seeing the world, I know full well Hermes would be proud. I think he’d enjoy this world as well.”

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“It is good to see you too, Meteion.” The Lalafellin Paladin raised his other hand and extended a finger out, carefully petting the blue bird on the head, being careful not to accidentally harm her. “You’re looking quite well, dear friend. I trust this world has been treating you well?” It was clear that Omutu held no ill will towards Meteion; how could he? This little bird was being influenced by her sisters and they did what they thought was best. He knew that neither Meteion, nor her sisters were truly evil. “Are you liking Ul’dah? This is the area where I call home. If you wish to visit the likes of Lady Frances or Lady Ishita and Lady U’tala, they can be found in the Far East. I warn you, it is quite far from Eorzea.”

As she continues in fluffing up, she suddenly perked up at the now extended finger as she started to feel gentle head pats upon her form and she begin to chirp in delight. To some, they might have found it embarrassing but to her, she loved it!

"This world has been very lovely to me, both the mortals and other birds have been very kind!" And who wouldn't be nice to her? Many did not recognize her as the Endsinger and it would be down right cruel to treat a animal wrongly anyways. Though, some animals or beasts have been... upsetting to say the least.

"And I am also enjoying Ul'dah and it's beauty." And since she's been sitting upon his arm, Meteion had decided to hop right off so that he didn't need to hold his arm up too long and changed her forms to her more humanoid one and sit down next to him. "I had finally searched all of... I think it was called Gridania? I actually made a small nest there too." Why does she look so shy about revealing that though?

"That's where I started making more friends truthfully..."

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“I appreciate the kind words, truly.” He gave yet another bow in gratitude, a light smile on his face. He truly does enjoy hearing people praise his hard work. “I have been working on a new score since our journey together ended, so I would appreciate it if everyone came together when it was finished.”

He followed with a light shake of the head, changing the subject. “It’s a good thing Polka isn’t around to hear you say that. She’d exhaust herself to help you. I wish I could offer advice or assistance of my own. But with regards to Count Waltz’s followers, I can certainly offer my assistance whenever and however possible.”

His expression did change to one of curiosity at Crescendo’s comment. “If you don’t mind my asking, what do you mean by ‘game’?”

“I have been well, thank you.” Frederic replied as he tipped his hat to their pair before giving a brief bow. Even though Crescendo and Serenade are his friends, he still recognizes them as royalty and treats them with the appropriate level of respect. “I am glad to see the two of you doing well, also. Much has happened since our adventure; I decided to make my home in Tenuto, where Polka also calls home.”

His expression shifted from his usual stern yet calm demeanor to one noticably softer. “I trust you enjoyed my score? It’s called ‘Grande Valse Brillante’, a piece I dedicated to a student of mine from long ago. When I first arrived in Baroque Castle, the beauty reminded me of it, so I’m glad I got the chance to perform.” He shook his head. “Forgive me, I do believe I’ve gotten ahead of myself. Tell me, how have you been? I know Polka, Beat, and Allegretto would be pleased to hear from you; as would Salsa, March, and Viola.” Of course, Andantino, with their close ties to Baroque and Crescendo, would already be aware of what goes on, so there wouldn’t be any reason to tell them.

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Behold! Two save files; one for normal more, one for Final Fantasy Mode! I intended to grind to level 100, but I quickly lost interested.

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Phrasing, old man.

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YOU!!! Spoony Bard!!

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No...!

NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*FF12 & 14 flashbacks*

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I DID IT!!! I 100% COMPLETED FINAL FANTASY XVI!!

I got all the trophies, I got the Ultima Weapon, I maxed out all abilities, and I beat the game on Final Fantasy Mode!

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I neglected to mention this, but I got Final Fantasy XVI. Got it on Day 1, but was unfortunate enough to get sick the day after, as well as the following day.

I just finished the game; did all the sidequests, got all the hunts, got the strongest weapon and gear (within the first playthrough), and maxed out Renown. I also started New Game Plus, but only played up to reaching the Hideaway.

I absolutely LOVE the combat, but I didn’t really care about the story until near the end. Hell, despite doing all the sidequests, after a while, I just found myself skipping sidequest cutscenes. Also didn’t really care much for crafting.

I also felt like the game had a habit of forgotten things and characters. I won’t say what because of spoilers, though.