#Hydaelyn Runway

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The Regalia's Magnum Opus Joining Two Worlds

"The Great Western Voyage."

This became the point in Etheirys's history when the western waters were finally made safe for seafaring travel, and opened wide the gates of exploration to the New World, Tural. The Higuri Regalia, ever pushing the boundaries of haute couture, joined the masses in a mission of diplomatic trade - reconnoitering the land and immersing themselves in the rich culture of the many races - some new, some familiar - which inhabited the land.

This mission became twofold when the phenomenon of interdimensional fusion brought the futuristic realm of Alexandria into the Source, its remnants enclosed inside a massive dome of levin looming over Tural's northern reaches, in the region known as Yyasulani. Despite this turn of events, the people of Alexandria also have a culture of their own, from the archaic times of chivalrous knights, to the technological revolution through electrope, which became their greatest asset in the offset of a fulgurous calamity.

Having absorbed all they could and making numerous allies in the process, the Higuri Regalia has obtained their latest breakthrough which would bring unto the world their tenth clothing line: Tural itself. Fitting such a massive continent into a pre-existing line such as the Hydaelyn Runway would not do the New World any justice, for there are far too many aspects to capture and introduce to the world at large, further compounded by the existence of Alexandria, a nation that has quickly become a favorite topic amongst adventurers.

Now set to conquer the realm of fashion for the tenth time, this new line of apparel brings together all of the many colors and aesthetics from every corner of Tural, as well as the unique, fluorescent chic from Alexandria, taking its levin-derived designs to new heights. Ever backed by his connections in Radz-at-Han and the Near East proper, alchemists, seamsters, and lapidarists feverishly worked in tandem with the Higuri Regalia to bring forth a memorable decim of haute couture. Thus would be born...

...the T.A.E.: The Turali-Alexandria Edition.

Opening the catalogue’s contents, you would find a picture of the Diamond Sultan and his promising apprentices on the very first page, and a foreword on the other, undoubtedly by the aforementioned merchant-lord of fashion…

“Greetings, reader.  I am Thiji sor Higuri, Diamond Sultan of the Higuri Regalia.   Beyond this page lies the Power in Beauty Catalogue’s Turali-Alexandria Edition - a collection of various ensembles of peerless make dedicated to the many cultures and peoples that inhabit the New World.  If you have the drive and the will to achieve new heights of fashion, we humbly welcome you to browse.  However, per protocol, I must warn all new customers who catch wind of this of an important detail:

Due to the amount of passion and dedication put into this extensive  catalogue, we of the Regalia have implemented a special deal to cater to  those who are less favorable towards hostile conditions.  While the outfits and accessories themselves are set at prices that could potentially make the Syndicate’s coffers shudder, a generous discount is offered to those who choose to commission these with an Anti-Glamour enchantment.  This ensures the garments are unmarred and ultimately broken beyond repair - Sisters forbid - as numerous people are so insistent on charging into battle wearing the most impractical of  outfits…”

"With that out of the way, I wish to introduce to the fashion world once again to my Diamond Apprentices. You already know of Izayoi T. Keer, or Izzy Sapphira, who has shown much promise in recent moons. The Higuri Regalia has been further graced by the addition of Meredith Lleavar into its ranks, whom is a seamstress of considerable skill in her own right. Under the Regalia's snowy wings, she will be joining her peer in honing their skills as they strive to reach greater heights in the fashion realm. Specially marked pages within this line denote outfits invented in tandem by both Miss Izayoi and Miss Meredith; we pray you are pleased with what they have contributed."

“As always, you may send all commission requests to either myself, Treasurer Susuna, Baroness von Suna, or any of my Head Secretaries if you are interested in receiving enlightenment.”

“Now, seeker of fashion - when you are prepared, you may turn this page, and learn why the Regalia’s motto is ‘Where There is Power in Beauty.’“  -Thiji Higuri

(Starting the day after this post, and every several days thereafter, a new set of attire or accessories will be showcased.  This will simulate the turning of a page whilst giving each piece ample time to be appreciated.)

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on our fates alight--late arrival

Moenbryda waited until the guards walked past, then put a hand to her ear. The aether currents had temporarily shifted to favor linkpearl transmission, but she didn't know how long it would last.

"Minfila?"

Yes, I can hear you! Moenbryda sighed in relief at the sound of the Antecedent's voice, closing her eyes briefly. Were you able to make it to Coerthas without any problems?

"We did. And not a moment too soon. Our little runway's possibly in serious trouble."

What happened?!

"Another attack from the Dravanian Horde, with the help of Shiva. She destroyed the wards protecting the city, and the dragons came in for the kill. From what I've gathered, Halone was fighting by herself when all of a sudden, another Eikon came to help."

Riven Primed?!

"Aye. Attacked the dragons and their general, distracting them long enough for the Ishgardians to get the kill. But then someone launched an attack on her--and scored a direct hit. That was enough to get the Ishgardians' other Dominant--Nidhogg-- to Prime and catch her before she fell to her death."

Where is Riven now?

"In the city. She's still alive, we were able to learn that much. But the political situation here is far worse than we were led to believe."

In what way? Minfilia asked.

"Urianger discovered that Halone's Dominants basically have been living outside of the city. A sort of self-imposed exile for their own safety. There's a whole bloody mess I can't get into over the pearl, but basically to summarize, the Ishgardians are one incident away from a civil war."

And an unbound Eikon could be that spark. The Antecedent breathed. Has anyone--

"No. We've been getting some assistance from the commander of Camp Dragonhead, a Lord Greystone. He was able to tell us Riven's in the direct care of Halone, but that could change at any moment. At the moment, he's trying to get us into Ishgard." Moenbryda paused for several moments.

"If this gets even more topsy-turvy, what do you want Urianger and I to do?" She asked. Now it was Minfilia's turn to be silent.

...Get Riven. As quietly as you can. If you can't...you can't. But get her out of there. If the Ishgardians enslave Valefor, there'll be an international incident when Sharlayan lifts their blockade and send their own hunters after her! Moenbryda's eyes widened.

"You've heard something?!" She exclaimed.

Special elections are being held to replace the two members of the Forum who headed Site Sixteen. And we have word that those two were somehow able to escape the island.

"Shite." Moenbryda swore. "Right. I'll find Urianger and we'll get inside the city. Is there any way Thancred can come in case we need a hand?"

He's not with you? Minfila sounded confused. Moenbryda frowned.

"No. I thought he was with you?" She replied. "We'll keep our eyes out--"

No. I'll find him. You and Urianger focus on Riven.

"Right."

Moenbryda. If you find that you have to restrain her... Minfila trailed off.

"I've the stasis spell. Not keen on using it, but if we have to, we'll do so." Please, Moenbryda thought, aiming a prayer to Thaliak. She would prefer to have Riven come peacefully of her own accord, gods only knew the young woman was traumatized enough as it was. She didn't want to make it worse by invoking Minfilia's power as the Dominant of Hydaelyn.

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Olympian Aesthetics - Hiromiko Tsukino

Types of people — The Olympians

Aphrodite: laughter-loving, sweet smiles, dressed in silk and satin, flower in their hair,thrives on attention, sees the world as a runway, unapologetically sexual, the sea washing their ankles, in love with love, stirrer of passion, cunning concealed by painted lips, secret daggers, doves, revolution in their kiss, delighting in the waves, flirtatious winks, strolling along the beach, staring wistfully from a balcony, this is how to be a heartbreaker, your girlfriend thinks they’re attractive, wants to be adored, gets turned on by danger  

Apollo: glitz and glamour, art galleries, turning the volume up, being made of gold, neatly-organized music sheets, notebooks filled with poetry, bathing in the sunlight, the powerful urge to create, collecting vinyl records, beautiful cover of Wonderwall, playing multiple instruments, tasting like sunshine, healing touch, speaking in prophecies, smile mingled with wrath, shunning lies, sporting shades, hanging out at music festivals with their friends, sleeps naked, arrow to the heart, paint brushes, probably has a Tinder account

Ares: armed for battle, wants to raise a dog with their significant other, soft spot for children, gives piggyback rides, scarred body, blood on their hands and face, willing to fight the world for the ones they love, fights against injustice, warm hugs, well-worn combat boots, boxing gloves, bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles, fist raised in protest, ignites revolutions, fear is a prison, more sensitive than what their tough shell may have you think, exhausted, damaged goods, force to be reckoned with, red roses, curses under their breath

Artemis: keen senses of a hunter, freckles like constellations on their skin, piercing eyes, disheveled braid, moonlight peeking through the shadows, the calm of the forest at night, lying on the grass and staring at the stars, mother doe and her fawn, protecting their kin, the moon shimmering on a still lake, quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree, running with wolves, bonding while circled around a campfire, not being much of a people person, arrow hitting its target, popping egos, patience on 3%, touches heaven and returns howling

Athena: discerning gaze, unreadable face, the patience of a life-long teacher, quiet museums, owl perched on their finger, armor that intimidates, eye for architecture, plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses, studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid, big fan of logic, loves brain teasers, go-getter, balls of wool displayed on shelves, ancient buildings, sweaters in neutrals and cool colors, hair done up, can kill you with their brain, heads to the library often to research, sharpened pencils, abs that can cut steel, stoic statues, pottery classes  

Demeter: soil-covered hands, smile that can bloom flowers, skin loved by the sun, being the mom friend, can lift you and all of your friends, flowers kept in the pockets of overalls, takes pride in their beautiful garden, speaks to their plants, leaves rustling in the wind, stalks of wheat, picking fruit, greenhouses, heart as strong as a mountain, values simplicity, daisies dotted across a collarbone, curls crowned with flowers, folded pile of sweaters in warm hues, pulling out fresh-baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air

Dionysus: drunk shitposter, on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second, seductive smirks, untamed curls, rich fabrics on dark skin, sleek-furred panthers, theater masks, stage productions, receiving a standing ovation, rose caught between their teeth, being the baby of the bunch, wild parties that last from sundown to sunup, creeping vines, inspiring loyalty, grand opera houses, masquerade balls, rolls of film, shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine-spilled floor, pouring champagne into flutes, lives for the applause

Hephaestus: the calloused hands of someone who knows labor, sweaty brow, flame burning in their eyes, inventive mind, broad shoulders,steampunk goggles, nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes, ashes, striking a match, blueprints for future projects, fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades, wrestles with bitterness, work boots have seen better years, wrinkled plaid shirts, iron melted by blazing fire, huge jackets, crafting masterpieces, greased-stained overalls, fascination with robotics, pain is fuel, stack of weaponry, even their muscles have muscles

Hera: resting bitch face, dressed to the nines, cows grazing on a pasture, cool rain, loving and hating fiercely, hand clutching a string of pearls, large chandelier with glittering crystals, plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims, romance to realism, pictures of the sky while flying on a plane, files that under fuck it, downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix, like their selfie or you’re grounded, knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man, dark eyes that penetrate your soul, marble and gold

Hermes: devil-may-care smile, ink-stained hands, always up-to-date on the latest technology, will steal your french fries, does it for the vine, shitposter, puts googly eyes on everything, meme hoarder, long drives on the highway, ma and pop diners, spontaneous road trips, folded maps, fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop, shooting hoops on the basketball court, chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations, goes jogging in the morning, mixes red bull with coffee, menace on april fool’s, hoodies and sneakers    

Poseidon: storm with skin, colorful coral reefs, waves crashing against the shore, the sea casting its spell, stroking the soft fur of a cat, their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop, tousled locks, clothes smeared with paint, owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more, leather jackets, fondness for diy projects, handwriting that flows across the page,nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin, velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams, mood as ever-changing as the sea, the roar of a motorcycle, compass with a spinning arrow

Zeus: thunder in their heart, running on coffee, flash of lightning, natural charisma, eloquence, badass in a nice suit, aficionado of history, force of nature, lenny face, pretends that they don’t have feelings but they do, nightmare-filled nights, proud arm around their lover’s waist, high-rise buildings, planes soaring through a cloudless sky, technician on the piano, maintains order, strong handshake, juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with apparent ease, most likely to be voted class president out of their peers, expensive watch, like a boss Tagged by: @littlestcreampuff and @moonsugarffxiv (Thank you for tagging me!)

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A Fashion Magnate’s Missive

“Honorable friends, associates, and allies of the Regalia,

I  pray that this message finds you all well.  These past few moons have been naught short of... eventful.  That the apocalypse would leave just as quickly as it befell Etheirys serves as a testament to the strength and resolve of the countless adventurers and protectors of the realm.

But, as always, this only affirms my statement that the realm continues to maintain its status quo of perennial incursions, primal uprisings, and all-around buffoonery.  The Power in Beauty Catalogue’ has taken absolute hold of the fashion scene, and has received considerable acclaim since the release of the Blessed Wardrobe, Fourteen Apsaras, and Dragonsong Couture, and I’ve you all to thank for making this a reality - from our chosen models, to our collaborators, to the spreading of the good fashion word.  It is absolutely astounding  seeing the fruits of our labor finally showing results.  And while I  may shower you all with praise for bells on end, the true reason for this missive’s creation is of even greater magnitude than the previous.

Firstly, I would like to extend gratitude to our longest-standing allies of the @bandeepakshee​.  They have given the Higuri Regalia a plentiful taste of the finer things in life, which has led to many successes for both businesses.  As thanks, I have given them the honor of their own exclusive clothing line that I intend on unveiling by Summer’s end.  For those intent on exploring a more risque side of haute couture, be on the lookout.

Secondly - as silly as it sounds - a grand dream had come upon me, where I had been granted the clarity and knowledge necessary for my latest project, and has allowed me to ascend to an echelon surpassing Mythrite.  Unlike the previous lines, this one will pertain to the adventurers and brave warriors (of light) who have kept Etheirys safe all these winters, combining practicality with style.  At the time of this letter’s dissemination, my latest project is at fifty percent completion, and I am looking to bring  it to light by the arrival of winter.  If you desire to wield the power of the cold - or if you enjoy cool colors and functional attire - then I highly advise that you keep in the know.

As before, should any of you ever become eager for a ‘teaser,’  you are more than welcome to ask, as my business prides itself on its generosity. Otherwise, as stated before,  expect its grand unveiling by the coming of winter - for all, and Etheirys at large, will be reminded why my empire’s credo is 'Where There is  Power in Beauty.’”

Sincerely,

Thiji Sor Higuri, Diamond Sultan of the Higuri Regalia

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Pg. 9 & 10: Griffin-Master’s Sherwani/Griffin-Mistress’s Choli

"Oh come, ye wayward brothers,

Bereft of hearth and home,

Beneath yon burning star there lies,

A haven for the bold.

Raise up your hands and voices,

Let fill your hearts with pride,

Above the churning waters, we

Stand strong and unified!"

Storming into this glorious clothing line are the ninth and tenth pages: the Griffin-Master's Sherwani and the Griffin-Mistress's Choli, surely to be the pride and joy of Ala Mhigo!

One look at the violet-and-golden garbs of precious Taffeta Silk and Ala Mhigan Weave (with no Garlean influence, as a plus) will make any tried-and-true native and faithful swell with pride.  Taking note of Gyr Abanian aesthetics - paired with the skills and knowledge gained from the Ananta's tutelage - the Mythrite Sultan has created a work of art for man and woman to flaunt in any setting!

Himmeya Twelvefist, Fist of Rhalgr Disciple, Regalia Enforcer and Angel, eagerly stepped up to model for this liberating garment.  The symbol of the Destroyer Himself reminds those of the star which guided the obdurate Ala Mhigans to the safe haven nestled within Gyr Abania.  Nymeia, the Spinner, is also shown to reflect that temporary point in history when Ala Mhigo worshiped the weaver of fate, and seekers of fashion are free to choose which one they want shown on their respective outfit.

Don the Griffin-Master's Sherwani or the Griffin-Mistress' Choli and become the burning beacon of hope for the fashion faithful.  Rejoice in the grandeur of a city-state that tastes freedom once again!

(Credit and thanks to @unwaveringstar​ for the creation of these masterpieces!)

"Dancers and even fellow Fists of Rhalgr would love one of these!" -Himmeya Twelvefist, Higuri Regalia Enforcer

 Notable Owners:

Cia Lyule

Aoi-Hana Wulff-Fairchild & M’Erik Fairchild

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Pg. 18 & 19: Imperator/Imperatrix’s Finery

Look to the east from atop the towering peaks of Abalathia's Skull and you may find a certain ivory standard.  The Hydaelyn Runway takes a most unexpected turn as the eighteenth and nineteenth entries introduces the style of mighty Garlemald.

Not looking to be outdone by the "savages" in the realm of fashion, a small contingent of the Populares faction engaged in talks with the Regalia to immortalize themselves in the increasingly-popular PiB Catalogue.  Not being one to turn down an honest proposal of enlightenment, the Mythrite Sultan agreed, and has created a suitable candidate.

Presenting the Imperator/Imperatrix's Finery, the latest in Garlean aesthetic. Inheriting the traits and qualities of the prototype Halgai Dress, this raiment displays the colors of the Ilsabardian nation, with its emblem shown proudly over the wearer's shoulder and gilded fabric.

Modeling for the female variant is a lady named Deirdre Ta'ea, a Wildwood Elezen and one of the Mythrite Sultan's oldest friends from his days as an adventurer ( @crane-n-cygnus ) .  He could think of none better than this lithe and slender specimen. Now the glory of Garlemald can be yours to flaunt in an entirely new battlefield.

Go forth, conquer, and rule the realm of fashion in the finest finery of the Garlean Empire.

"At least that's one battlefield they didn't try and subjugate!"  -Sesena Sena, Higuri Regalia Aldenard Branch Head Secretary

(Credit and thanks to https://www.instagram.com/yellow.fugitive/ for the creation of this masterpiece!)

Notable Owners:

Deirdre Ta’ea

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Pg. 24: Deel of the Khagan

Within the continent of Othard lies a region filled with rolling plains, towering mountains, and vast deserts.  Much like the sun rises to bring forth a new day's promise after the moon's nightly vigil, the Hydaelyn Runway offers the twenty-fourth page to the seekers of fashion.

This ensemble is dubbed the Deel of the Khagan, and pays tribute to the numerous Xaela tribes of the Azim Steppe.  The complex designs depict the Dawn Father and the Dusk Mother in their eternal cycle, and its gilded glow is a symbol of the wearer's dominion over the Steppe.

Modeling for this pinnacle of Xaela fashion is an Auri female named Ethel, formerly of the Tumet tribe, who sought to stake her own claim in the realm of fashion in a way that did not involve physical battle.

No matter the time of day, this Deel will let all who bear witness know that you are the true Khagan of the Steppe.

"You know, this would be a most fitting costume for their annual Team Deathmatch."

"You mean the Naadam?"

"Yeah, that's what I said: Team Deathmatch."

-Sosona Sona, CAO to Susuna Suna, CFO

(Credit and thanks to @unwaveringstar​ for the creation of this masterpiece!)

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Pg. 15: Royal Tactician’s Fey-Gown

Look now to the skies above Vylbrand and remember those floating edifices. The ancient city-state of Nym, pioneer of Arcanima, wanders its way to the fashion world as the second of the Fifth Astral Era collection of the Hydaelyn Runway through the bio-luminescent Royal Tactician's Fey-Gown.

The highlight of Nymian cultural history, this piece of art may look familiar to the more academically-inclined. The Mythrite Sultan has worked his magic to modify the Scholar's attire, utilizing fey aether and a variety of sensitive materials to create a unique uniform which pays homage to the ancient scholars of Nym.

From head to toe, the Fey-Gown sports colors, wings, and accents which match the two faeries commonly under a Scholar's employ: Eos and Selene.  A third faerie known as Seraph also has its own variant, taking to the scene with a gorgeous white-and-blue finish!

The latent aether stored within the uniform reacts with the aether of the wearer, amplifying it and resulting in a harmless bio-luminescence.  On a more practical note, as a special feature, those who are trained in the ways of Arcanima, and are in possession of a soul crystal, will be able to unlock the hidden properties of the Fey-Gown, changing to the form corresponding to the faerie currently summoned! Lady Moonshade, a Lalafell of exceptional skill and beauty, was given the honor of modeling for this Nymian artifact of fashion, working together with Lord Thiji to create an outfit that is sure to impress the masses!

To honor their patron deity, the symbol of the Wanderer, Oschon, is shown on the gown, and is a testament to the Floating City of Nym's ingenuity.  Now, your strategic wit and acumen will be brought to bear upon the fashion realm with the Royal Tactician's Fey-Gown.  May it bring you a fabulous victory - come hells or high water!

NOTE: Faerie wings have been tested to make the wearer fly at some capacity.  Utilize at your own risk. "This gown may even help reverse the Green Death!" -Umimi Umi, Higuri Regealia Main Branch Head Secretary

(Many thanks to @minstrels-ink​ for the creation of this masterpiece!)

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PiB Catalogue: The Hydaelyn Runway - Contents

Front Page/Foreword

1. Magnate's Djellaba

2. & 3. Spring-King's Kaftan/Spring-Queen's Kalasiris

4. The Warden's Radiance

5. & 6. Rhotano King/Rhotano Queen's Garb

7. Jadeite Guardian's Shroud

8. Halonic Abbott/Abbess's Vestment

9. & 10. Griffin-Master's Sherwani/Griffin-Mistress's Choli

11. High Lorekeeper's Livery

12. The Jewel of Abalathia

13 & 14. Allure of the Void-Duke/Void-Duchess

15. Royal Tactician's Fey-Gown

16. Life-Warden's Veil

17. Regal Allagan Robe of Aesthetics

18. & 19. Imperator/Imperatrix's Finery

20. & 21. Far Eastern Magistrate's Kimono/Uchikake

22. Nobleman's Hanfu

23. Non Quai Thao/Ao Tu Than Combo

24. Deel of the Khagan

25. Cerulean Dress of the Whalaqee

26. Priyatama Jaamaa

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Dinner with Violet & Steel

Within the mythril-blue halls of the Higuri Regalia’s Main Branch Headquarters was a vast dinner table made of that same blue metal.  Precious fabrics of tulle were placed evenly along the length of the table, as plates of exquisite food from all corners of Hydaelyn were being placed.

The Angels – Lord Thiji’s personal retinue of assassin-maidservants – were gathered around the table.  At the head was the Mythrite Sultan himself, being poured a glass of his Winter Lassi by his Main Branch Advisor, Veeveena Veena.  He and his Angels were regaling one another over their recent success in the Bloodsands…

Lilina: So how’d it go?! I wanted to witness the spectacle myself, but I have been so busy with my Summoner training…

Veeveena: Oh, it went quite well, Miss Lilina!  In fact, we would be honored if Miss Susuna could recall the story for us in full detail!

Susuna: Hey, can I at least get in a glass or two of wine first?!

The Angels chuckled as Susuna gulped down her caelumtree wine.  All the Angels were garbed in the uniform of their respective branches, save for a few who were wearing items from the PiB Catalogue: Veeveena in her Impurity���s Sampot as per usual; Isja in her Life-Warden’s Veil, and Himmeya in the Griffin-Mistress’ Choil.

After a good half-bell into their feast, Veeveena popped the question to her fellow Angel once more, who took another long sip of her wine before jumping up to the table in a dramatic fashion, startling her sisters.

Susuna: So there we were, surrounded by the typical Ul’dahn crowd of nobles looking for bloodshed! Even Ishgard’s own nobility came to spectate!  The Mythril Cup was nigh, and it was here that our latest operation would unfold: Violet Steel!

Luluma: But wait, I thought Miss Himmeya didn’t use weapons?

Susuna: I’m getting there! So anyway, the contestants were lined up in the Bloodsands: a big, burly Sea Wolf Gladiator; a not-as-big but just-as burly female Sea Wolf Marauder; a Midlander soldier of the Immortal Flames; a female Duskwight Lancer; a Sun Seeker male from the Black Shroud – a Redbelly Wasp; a pair of male twin Dunesfolk Thaumaturges, and a Highlander Thief!

Isja: Hm… I counted nine, including Himmeya.  Who was the tenth?

Susuna: She was a Far Easterner, by the look of her armor.  She had a pink scabbard which obviously housed a Doman Steel katana.  At the time, she was masked, so her face was obscured from view.  So as they welcomed the combatants, I placed a hundred thousand gil on Himmeya winning. The odds at the time were 100 to 1.

Lelena: What?!  Then that must mean –

Susuna: That’s right! Ten million gil was going to belong to the Regalia once Himmeya won!  Of course, the real victory was getting word out on the PiB Catalogue, which my sisters and Miss Shiro were manning just outside the coliseum at the time.

Umimi: Oh, when does the fun part come?  Let’s hear about the fighting!

Sesena: Oh, don’t be so impatient, Miss Umimi!  Suna’s gotta set the mood first!

Susuna: Whaddya mean? The mood is already set!  The fight started and everyone was goin’ at it! The Gladiator and Marauder ganged up on the swordmaiden while the Lancer and the Redbelly Archer did their thing.

Umimi, taking a sip of water: Now that’s more like it!

Susuna: The Flames soldier made good use of his shield, deflecting the elemental onslaught from the Thaumaturge twins!  Then here comes the Highlander Thief from out of the shadows, looking to draw first blood by taking out Himmeya!

The Angels gasped as Himmeya simply shook her head, biting into another piece of baklava.  The Enforcer was amazed by the taste that she had to stop and appreciate the flavor for a moment…

Himmeya, thinking: Damn.  Now I see why this is Lord Thiji’s favorite dessert.

Susuna: Unfortunately for him, Miss Himmeya was in her exclusive Fists of Ice stance!  When the Thief jumped onto her shoulders for an Assassination attack, she caught him off balance using Arm of the Destroyer, then quickly grabbed him by the leg, hung him upside-down for a mean Touch of Death to the gut, and chucked his tattooed ass across the arena, taking a shield bash and Scathe combo as he was sent flying into the wall!

Umimi & Veeveena: Nice!

The other Angels applauded Himmeya’s performance.  The Fist of Rhalgr disciple found it difficult to respond to such an ovation, so she simply waved sheepishly.

Isja: Who knew the Treasurer had such a talent for storytelling?

Sosona: Susuna may be the youngest between the three of us, but her expertise at information gathering and gossip is second-to-none.

Susuna: With the first combatant knocked out, Himmeya took up a new stance: the Fists of Water!  The Lancer incapacitated the Miqo’te bandit with a straight kick and went straight for the Flames soldier!  Meanwhile, the Thaumaturges enhanced their defenses with Manawards as they prepared a mean spell to throw at Himmeya!

Lelena: How would she be able to close the distance in time?!

Susuna: She didn’t have to. Much like the Fists of Ice slowing down opponents she struck, this stance had a unique effect as well!  The Fists of Water increased her effective striking range by at least ten yalms!  So she was able to instantly break their barriers with another antiquated technique: the One-Ilm Punch!

Meriri: Goodness, lass! Ye be puttin’ Pugilists to shame with yer skills!

Koyuki: It was at this point that the crowd had its eyes fixed on Miss Himmeya, and some had even inquired as to where she obtained her clothes!  You can only imagine what we told them in response!

Shishira: Lord Thiji dearest was spectating from the other end, cloaked in black and violet, signaling the next phase: bringing in the masses!  But for now, Miss Susuna should continue.

Susuna: Thank you, ma’am! So, with the Thaumaturges’ defenses shattered by a single hit, the Archer managed to recover and shot an arrow at the older brother, which really pissed off his younger sibling!  He gathered his might and dropped an orbital laser on his head – the Skyshard!

Isja: Heavens…!

Umimi: He died, right?

Susuna: He should have!  It’s a Limit Break, for Thal’s sake!  But capitalizing on this, the Marauder chick took out the exhausted younger with a mean Overpower, wrapping up the triangle knockout!

Meriri: So how was the swordmaiden doin’ in the midst of all this?

Susuna: She held her own no problem!  In fact, I was going to get to her in a minute!  So, the roster was down to half at this point, with only Himmeya, the Far Easterner, the Roegadyns, and the Flames Soldier remaining!

Yuanji: But you missed the Duskwight – what happened to her?

Susuna, taking another sip of her wine: Oh, right – her.  She got slashed right below the tits by the Flames soldier.

The Angels broke out into laughter yet again from the Treasurer’s remark.  Umimi nearly spat out her water as a result.  Thiji only shook his head, the only thing escaping his lips being a soft chuckle.

Susuna: Which is even funnier considering how she was talking so much good shite to Miss Himmeya before the fight began! 

Himmeya: Said I was better fit for ballroom dancing.

Lilina: Ballrooms can be arenas, too!

Susuna: Well-stated, Miss Lilina!  Very true! So anyway, he was up next. Himmeya readied her third trump card: The Fists of Lightning!

Lilina: Ooh! Ooh!  That stance had to have paralyzed her foes, right?!

Himmeya: Correct. Though my attacks kept hitting his shield, he would eventually find it harder to hold it up as the electric current danced around the metal and eventually shocked him.

Susuna: And that was when she gave him a double Tiger Claw Strike!

Himmeya: “Couerl Paw”, Miss Susuna.

Susuna: Eh, semantics! The point is, he was knocked on his ass and was eliminated!  All eyes were on Himmeya now, and the nobles were starting to see the meaning of “Power in Beauty” through our star performer!  So we directed them outside to the booth we had set up.  Those who stayed, however, were in for a treat! That Marauder chick was furious now, and charged at Himmeya full speed!  But she was able to stop her dead in her tracks with the Steel Peak technique, stunning her long enough to charge her power move… Uh, what did you call it again?

Himmeya & Sosona: Chesed (pronounced “heh-sed”).

Susuna: Thanks to Sona’s fine-tuning, Miss Himmeya overclocked her Fists of the Fiend and brought the full power of life and growth onto the face of the Marauder, sending her bouncing into the wall where she made a nice Roegadyn-sized hole in it before landing on her neck!

The Angels winced in pain.

Susuna: That left only Himmeya, the Gladiator, and the swordmaiden.  At this point, the Roegadyn was getting frustrated as her opponent was getting the upper hand, so he tried to draw her away with a Bloodstain – or Circle of Scorn, if you prefer!  But then she did this thing where it looked like she foresaw the incoming attack and instantly evaded it, sliding backwards a full 360-degrees before advancing and retaliating with a slash which disarmed him!

Luluma: So some sort of… Foresight Slash?

Susuna: Yeah, that’s what it sounds like!  Anyway, she sent the man into the air with a Tsubame-Gaeshi, then bisected the fool with an Ougi – some Far Eastern word meaning “Hidden Technique”.

???: The Hana-no-Fukei – the Scenery of Blossoms.

Everyone looked around to find the source of the voice.  Then from the entrance to the dining hall was a petite Midlander Hyur wearing the uniform of the Othard Branch, with a pink scabbard identical to the one Susuna described in her retelling.  She had auburn hair tied in a ponytail and golden eyes, flawless skin, and an air of poise.  She greeted everyone with a bow and immediately took a seat beside Himmeya.

Susuna: Introducing our newest Angel: Kaori Hanabira, the Petaldancer!

Kaori: Truly, it is an honor to be part of such a wonderful company.  It is grand to see my old friend Himmeya again.

Meriri: Wait, you’re the same lass who cut down the Gladiator?  Then how’d the rest of the match end?

Kaori: After I struck down that ruffian, I revealed myself to Himmeya.  We had befriended each other during the Rhalgr’s Beacon operation when she was still in the Resistance.

Himmeya: She stowed away on an East Aldenard vessel all the way to Limsa Lominsa, where she sought to return the favor of the brave westerners who helped liberate Doma.

Thiji: We are honored to have you among us, Miss Kaori.  You will serve us well as the Othard Branch’s Enforcer.

Kaori: I shall not disappoint.

Umimi: With all due respect, my lord… who won the Mythril Cup?

Thiji: That honor belongs to Miss Himmeya, of course.  They had shared a dialogue before sparring.  Both gave their all, but in the ensuing clash, Miss Kaori’s blade would shatter upon Himmeya’s enhanced fists.  Without a weapon with which to fend herself, and her own martial arts proving inadequate, the only logical choice was to concede.

Kaori: But it was an honorable duel, and I only entered to find Miss Himmeya in the first place. She enjoys fighting – as do I.  So I thought a coliseum battle would be the ideal event to find her.  The kami smiled upon me that day to find her there, though I was unaware of a greater scheme in the works.

Yuanji: Ahh – of course! Miss Sesena’s team was swamped after the match, were you not?

Sesena: We would have been were it not for the fact that Miss Shiro is a master assassin!  She gave everyone a copy with lightning speed!

Sosona: And now we have an easy 10 million gil in the bank; more exposure for the Regalia, and a new Angel. An awesome profit was won that day.

Susuna: The bookmaker was appalled by the outcome, but that’s the thing about gambling: sometimes –

Sesena and Sosona join in: You lose!

Umimi: But not for the Regalia!  This gamble was a victory for us all!  A toast to our success, and to our newest Angel – Miss Kaori!

Thiji: To Miss Kaori.

Yuanji & Koyuki: Kampai!

(Picture commissioned by Dizzyfuture)

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Pg. 23: Non Quai Thao/Au Tu Than Combo

Presenting page twenty-three of the Hydaelyn Runway is a set of attire most unique!

After taking a still-popular Far Eastern ensemble into consideration, the Mythrite Sultan and his Angelic entourage embarked on an expedition down The One River to visit the many villages which make their homes along its banks.

Once their liberation was all but assured, the Regalia established trade with the people of Yanxia and Nagxia with the promise of their own region representing themselves in the realm of fashion.

And boy, did they deliver on that promise!

The Non Quai Thao/Ao Tu Than costume is the Regalia's take on the One River's fashion.  The prototype Apa Gown that was created when the PiB Catalogue was taking form served as the basis of this graceful outfit. 

While the palm hat is available to both genders, the Ao tu Than ("Four-part Dress" when translated) is a traditional dress worn primarily by women, and carries a great deal of symbolism with it.

Modeling for this provincial gem is a lady by the name of Trix, a native who was eager to represent her region.  The generous souls of the Regalia could not help but oblige her.

Even the humblest of smallfolk can look their best with these elegant and carefully-crafted pieces of the Far East.  May all in the realm of fashion bask in your beauty (and superior balance)!

(Credit and thanks to https://www.instagram.com/sapphrix/ for the creation of this masterpiece!)

Notable Owners

Nikoko Niko (@nikoleta-mer​)

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Pg. 26: Priyatama Jaama

With all the other conceivable areas of Hydaelyn making their appearance in the realm of fashion, it seems that this latest clothing line has finished its debut!

... At least, that was what everyone was led to believe.

In an unexpected turn of events, the Mythrite Sultan has brought the only other region yet to be unveiled in the Hydaelyn Runway: the Near Eastern island nation of Thavnair, and its ruling capital, Radz-at-Han!

Presenting the twenty-sixth and final portion of this clothing line is a quintessential garment made from the purest Mythril and finest Mulberry, Charmeuse, and Muga silks found exclusively within the Near East.  This ensemble has been coined by the Mythrite Sultan as the "Priyatama Jaamaa" (pronounced “PREE-yaht-mah JA-muh”), or "Beautiful Gift" in the tongue of his people.

This breathtaking dress is made exclusively by the Mythrite Sultan, and as such, is spared no expense in its creation, resulting in perfect condition from the time it is made to when it is delivered to the customer, sent personally by the Mythril Wavetraders Merchant Fleet.

It can be dyed in any color, but its primary is ice blue and silver-white.  This dress is so exclusive, in fact, that there is currently only one in existence, and it is worn by the Mythrite Valide Sultan, Lord Thiji's Mother, Lady Mimizo Higuri.

As a disclaimer, this jewel of Thavnairian make is precious in both style and heritage, and as such, will require special recommendation by the Advisor and Head Secretary of the Main Branch. 

Those who are fortunate enough to win over the Regalia's leadership, however, may find themselves one step closer to haute couture enlightenment when they don the Priyatama Jaama.

"May those who wear this Precious Gift know the true meaning of Power in Beauty!" - Lady Mimizo Higuri, Mythrite Valide Sultan of the Higuri Regalia

(Credit and thanks to https://www.instagram.com/sapphrix/ for the creation of this masterpiece!)

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Pg. 7: Jadeite Guardian's Shroud

"For Sanctity, Purity, Serenity!"

From the twilight boughs of the Black Shroud, the seventh addition to the Hydaelyn Runway line arrives. While the dress itself is worthy of respect and adoration, the true object of focus is the cloak.

Bound with a clasp bearing the symbol of Nophica, the Matron, this cloak - made from only the most pristine twincoon silk - sports a forest green-to-goldenrod gradient finish of the ensemble. Form-fitting and functional, it blends in perfectly with the environs of the Jadeite Thick and the surrounding Twelveswood.

This adequately-named Jadeite Guardian's Shroud pays homage to two great city-states, honoring not only Gridania, but its predecessor as well. We speak of none other than Gelmorra. Glowing golden threads are woven into the cloak, creating the symbol of Gelmorra upon its back, while the Twin Adders coiling the lily are shown in front - symbolic of looking toward the future, but never forgetting its roots.

A circlet modeled after the Matron is also made-to-order, and can be worn comfortably with the Shroud over your head without fear of tearing. Even in the realm of fashion, there are treasures to be found - from the highest peaks to the densest of forests. With the Jadeite Guardian's Shroud, you can feel the sanctity, purity, and serenity that this accessory brings.

(Credit and thanks to @hopelessely-romantic for the creation of this masterpiece and @minstrels-ink​ for the remaster!)

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Pg. 12: The Jewel of Abalathia

High above Abalathia's Spine lies an uncharted chain of floating isles filled with bountiful riches and fierce creatures.  The twelfth addition to the Hydaelyn Runway comes straight from this area known only as the Diadem!

The aptly named Jewel of Abalathia is a dress-and-staff combo made through the Mythrite Sultan's own genius, using his unmatched mastery over mythril to create a special material with similar properties to that of the Crown Jewel.

Without divulging his secrets, the aether surrounding the Diadem is in a constant state of flux, and as a result, the weather never stays still for too long.  Lord Thiji has adopted this same phenomenon into the dress, creating an outstanding ensemble that changes color in accordance to the ambient aether!

Modeling for this stroke of mythril genius is Shishira Shira, Lady of Rubies, and Aldenard Branch Advisor of the Higuri Regalia.

With the ability to change in eight different colors (and any in between), the Jewel of Abalathia is a magnificent choice for the female seekers of fashion.  Soon after, folks the realm over will be calling you the Crown Jewel!

(Credit and thanks to @hopelessely-romantic​ and https://www.instagram.com/sapphrix/ for the creation of this masterpiece!  Back view versions are below.)

Notable Owners:

Diaspro, Queen of Gemlight

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Pg. 4: The Warden’s Radiance

The glorious warmth of Azeyma graces the realm of fashion in this fourth page of the Hydaelyn Runway.  This ornate double crown is inspired by the historic city-state of Belah'dia, predecessor to Ul'dah and Sil'dih, and as a result, can be worn in tandem with any of the previous items.

The symbol of the Warden shines proudly on the front base of the Deshret, and the Hedjet is adorned with many high-quality jewels to better typify the regal air of the Belah'dian Sultans of eld, whose people worshipped Azeyma as their matron deity.  Together, these two crowns form a Pschent, and is an alternative to the usual turbans worn by desert rulers.

The one chosen to model for this wondrous crown is none other than Lady Tahrara Kivenera, heiress to the Kivenera Finery Empire; a master goldsmith and longtime friend of the Mythrite Sultan ( @merkurrie​).  As a fellow fashionista, this delectable Dunesfolk delight further complimented her form with the Imperial Topaz Bridal Adornments from the Eikon Collection.

While Ul'dah may be known as the Jewel of the Desert, the true gem of the sands lives on through the Warden's Radiance, and this Belah'dian relic is an excellent fashion-forward accessory that epitomizes Thanalan aesthetics! (Many thanks to https://www.instagram.com/sapphrix/ for the creation of this masterpiece!)

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Pg. 25: Cerulean Dress of the Whalaqee

To the west of Aldenard lies a realm that - for some reason - has yet to be charted by modern-day cartographers.  No area is too far from the long arm of fashion, however, as the Hydaelyn Runway presents to everyone the twenty-fifth addition to its fashion lineup.

The Cerulean Dress of the Whalaqee has a unique twist on the New World style of clothing, paying homage to their cultures and practices - primarily mimicry of various flora and fauna through aetherial manipulation.

This discipline of magic has been coined as "Blue Magic", and has become a popular trend in recent days, with adventurers the realm over becoming ones in their own right after hearing news of a certain purveyor in Limsa Lominsa.

Whether you are a practitioner of Blue Magic or not, the Cerulean Dress of the Whalaqee will be sure to make you the center of attention, while bringing the New World the respect it deserves as we welcome it - and you - into the realm of fashion!