#Archombadin de Dzemael

[sirensongsea]

scholasticate_questline.mp4

[dearestcherry]

saint endalim's scholasticate questline

my transcript of the scholasticate quests is finally done! i started organising it years ago for myself, this account has really motivated me to finish old projects. when i first started, the online records that i could find for the quests were lacking, and i really wanted them to be more accessible. some reference material exists now, but i still want to share my script. i hope it may be of use to somebody.

aside from the story, i recorded optional dialogue, added references to the scholasticate in different quests, and other information such as alternate emote responses by some characters. essentially, it's a project made out of love for the scholasticate quests and its characters.

here is the link!

i truly believe the scholasticate questline carries a wonderful amount of lore, discussion on ishgardian faith post-heavensward, noble-commoner relationships, and interesting, fluid character dynamics.

this is the first time i've posted something like this, so if there's any errors, please let me know! similarly, i'm open to feedback on improving it.

[ascalonsmercy]

the night at thaumazein

[maruartblog]

lest we hurt the people closest to us.

archombadin & lebrassoir

[dzemaeldarkhold]

i suppose the most appropriate post over here would in fact be assorted images of boy so here you have . him

[yukiotacon]

A special day

After so much pain and strife, Kaida finally gets to spend her birthday with someone she loves

After this Kaida and Archombadin are considered officially dating ♡♡♡♡♡

[frostsong]

9—06: ONEROUS.

adjective: (of a task, duty, or responsibility) involving an amount of effort and difficulty that is oppressively burdensome.

rating: t

characters: archombadin de dzemael, original characters, douceline de dansereau

tags: archombadin/douceline, pre-endwalker, the wol finally gets to take her bf with her on her travels

summary: it was high time he saw things the way she saw it—or at least, saw things up close.

wordcount: 786

“...i’ll need to leave again soon.” 

“where?” his brow furrowed. there were many reasons that signaled her lie, her half-truth—regardless of what it was archombadin knew it all to be the same: deception. he would’ve thought her to know better. after all, it hadn’t been so long ago that they—that she—had uncovered the greatest deception in their lives. he could always count on douceline to be sincere, and he liked to think he was one of those who could see right through her when something else was on her mind.

“...dou. what’s happening now?” archombadin couldn’t hide the growing irritation in his voice. it wasn’t meant for her. rather, whatever it was that would inevitably cause her strife once more—these days it seemed like all of eorzea wanted something from her, at the risk of—well, everything. the two of them had discussed her obligations before, face to face and over the linkpearl and through countless letters that he kept locked in a lacquer box she’d sent his way from her time in kugane—

it had to be one of those things easier said than done. 

“...sharlayan. i told you about what happened at stillglade fane…” focused were her eyes as she raised her head to look at him once more. this time, he sensed nary a breath of hesitance—the way he wanted it, the way he knew her to be.

“...with leveilleur.” he nodded. 

“they have the answers. whether or not they’ll tell us, we’ll find out.” douceline’s breath fell to a hushed whisper as he felt the gravity of her situation, the drum of her heartbeat—and his own mimicked in turn, right down to what weighed heavy on his chest—pure, wretched trepidation. he would have to settle for the faint scent of lavender on dried ink, for the crackle that came with her voice from malms and mountains and seas away. 

“...this is a purely diplomatic visit, is it not?” it slips off his tongue too fast for him to think—foolish, utterly foolish, and he knows that—but the repercussions, he thinks, are worth the risk. the rising desperation that suddenly made it difficult for him to even raise his tongue was at a boiling point. archombadin would simply be at home and await their next correspondence, all the while managing the affairs of the dorm and the student body along with the others. he knew this, he’d lived this, and yet—

(he doesn’t realize his gaze has fallen from her dusky-rose hues and onto her pendant—his earring—chipped from her encounter with the crown prince of garlemald at ghimlyt.)

“it’s…meant to be.” she closed her lips and swallowed tight.

“i hope we don’t need to resort to anything more…drastic.” she sighed, knowing full well that they had done so before—and would do so again, if needed.

“do you plan on crossing paths with that man again. sevestre,” his teeth bit the name of the pale-haired hyur who had seemed all too enthusiastic about ending her and the others from the astrologicum. 

“i don't plan on it—but i’ve a feeling it will happen regardless…lev—lord rufin said he was a member of the forum.” he blinked, but let it slip, for he was still too occupied with the topic at hand to entertain a tangent.

“i’ve a few choice words—”

“then i simply cannot take you with me.” her sweet lips dipped in a low scowl, that her prominent cupid’s bow became the high-point of her small mouth.

“that’s what you were going to ask me, wasn’t it?” he froze, tongue stilled behind lips slightly parted. in his efforts to try and unravel her thinking, she had turned his tactic against him, right at his moment of vulnerability. 

he sighed, the quiet humiliation doing its part to humble him once more. dearest douceline was unchanged in some things—arguably improved in said things, even.

“...i concede.”

“that you will. but i need you to promise me you won’t do anything to jeopardize this. you know it’s—”

“—of the utmost importance.” he nodded, curtly—already he was making a mental note of what to pack, what to delegate, what to tell his parents, the student body—not that it would be difficult to have anyone understand the very serious business of accompanying the warrior of light on her travels. before he hadn’t a proper excuse—much less a proper reason—to join her, but now was the long awaited chance that he simply couldn’t afford to miss.

most importantly, she initiated it—she wanted him there. no matter the reason—whether or not he could contribute in a way that was useful—all of it came second, selfishly so, to her wanting him at her side at those pivotal moments, far away from the land they called home.

[xivrefsheets]

Archombadin de Dzemael reference sheet.

Hi-res download can be found here.

[ladyramora]

Still thinking bout the FFXIV Scholasticate quests. It kinda leaves you wondering...

What are the steps Archombadin takes? How does Lebrassoir react? Does Blaisie ever get Theo to notice her? Is Crammevoix really that kinky that he just let this girl tie him up in public?? (Why did he relish tying Theo up so much — bi much, good sir?) Why are there all these other Houses that we don't know about?? (Could you give us a list like you did the au ra and miqo'te tribes?? That'd be neat.) How is Leigh so dang cute?? Will they ever patch things up with Ben? Why do I always fall for the bad guys like immediately — even when they're pretending to be good? The world may never know.

[goldbasar]

Archombadin de Dzemael and his ever so loyal servant Lebrassoir at the Jeweled Crozier. :')

 old art, cleaning out my wip folder atm. <3

[deardouceline]

[cocoriart]

Archombadin is plotting something late at night. Of course Lebrassoir is part of his plan, in one way or another.

[dearestcherry]

i just love their height difference.

[ascalonsmercy]

in the unholiest of places

[maruartblog]

words will only go so far, darling

ffxiv || archombadin de dzemael

[dzemaeldarkhold]

happy wife pose emote day