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𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞

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(Ft baby Joonie with his little eyes full of hope , and his heart bursting.

A treat before I go back to his lore and angst .)

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|| Mother of a Waning moon

Her name was 𝑺𝒆𝒐𝒍𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏 she loved her unborn more than anything. She would come from the mountains accompanied at times. She had such a beautiful presence. But as her stomach grew she suddenly looked as if she were running out of time .

Born to the tribe of Dalnim, the snowy cliffs and frozen hills around were familiar and safe , stepping outside them however would warm her soul and place it in a draining tide that would ultimately pull her son out to sea.

She claimed she was fulfilling her role as a healer and oracle that it was an honor to be regarded so well by her people. She would wear her smile to the fullest but every so often she sat alone by the stream bathing in the sun’s warmth with a distant look. A look many could read as someone who stayed at war with her heart and her obligation.

There would always be a prayer spoken under the guise of a melody brought with her. There would be a glance behind her shoulder and a hand upon her stomach. She would speak in a foreign tongue to her unborn child , reassuring them she would always stay beside them. That they would be her heart bundled into one small body.

When you look at her there’s a mixture of peace , and yet - a layer of sorrow that came with her . It wasn’t that she brought it upon anyone but she wore it on her shoulders well. She would become close to some of the villagers she would trade goods with . Would be known as the woman who would give more than she seemed to have , her light wouldn’t be forgotten so soon.

Her disappearance though ? It was noticed , seasons passing between her visits until the sight of her was completely erased from the top of the hill . Rumors would start about her tribe and their ways , keeping the role of a princess trapped in a tower they would akin it to .

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|| ORIGINS : Chasing the Moon

To only remember her voice, and to hear others speak of your mother as if she still could suddenly appear again- you wish it so. There's a moment of hesitation every time he wanders further into the East. It isn't the visions of a woman who seems to be around every turn, it isn't the sound of a melody that he can't quite place the name to. There's slight bitterness that latches itself onto the back of his throat, and his palms always damn clammy. Its the fear that this place feels more and more like home, more than Coerthas ever had , more than Ishgard. His loyalty to the home that gave him so much never once placed into question but his heart torn in two as he tries to set his priorities straight. Between the stares, and between the fact that he can see the way that some of the merchants look at him in Kugane - well? It's not like he ignored it. They aren’t hiding the stares , they aren’t hiding the pity. They show more curiosity than disdain . So why not allow the gossip to flow freely ? What’s the harm in giving into local whispers? It would be from those rumors that he found himself steadily pacing his path past the village of Namai. Having taken a small leave from his companion's side it was the talk between Yugiri and a merchant that had drawn him in. It had started as friendly questioning about the invasion of the Imperials. The young woman’s eyes meeting Joon’woo more than once before some hesitation .

“You’re the first viera with that birthmark in a long time we’ve seen here .”

Is that so

“The last were different sure all sorts . But, to the north , there used to be - er a village planted in the valleys within the mountains . Ghost stories of a tribe that don' really come down for nothin except for supplies, my papa caught sight of one .. a lady one that had your mark ."

A tribe that bore markings mirroring Joon's own would begin triggering stories from Lupin to his left , an older man though wary of their presence would share his own recalling of the tribe that seemed to be nothing more than a tall tale . Finally a girl no older than Aliasie would speak , soft and unsure but clearly morbidly fascinated . Calling for a family member , her grandfather , to recall his encounter with the woman they all seemed to speak of.

At first he seems almost shocked at the man standing before him, there’s a glimmer in his eye one of disbelief before it melts away into fondness. There had been one with long white hair, deep royal blue markings at the tips of her tall soft ears , silver eyes that could piece straight through the soul yet all the more hold it delicately dressed in linens and a cloak that would hide the bundle she so carefully protected .

A smile would cross the man's face, commenting how the markings were what were so unique to him. Markings that almost rivaled the light of the moon under the star lit sky . He would slap Joon’s back and rattle on how she seemed nervous allowing so many new faces close. But she would never turn them away, even as she kept her stomach guarded she still allowed blessings and care to be placed upon her . She would allow herself to be sucked into the joy of the village that once encompassed them all.

She would visit . Her stomach bigger each time, her shy personality opening up to becoming familiar among so many . Her voice carrying a melody that seemed even foreign to the villagers , her mother tongue standing out amongst them.

There’s a sting in Joon’s chest and it feels like he’s underwater at this point , water rushing in his ears as he can catch words here and there about the woman who clearly held the world in two small bundles against her body. He can feel someone’s hand against his shoulder and soon he’s jerked back out of what ever haze he’s been trapped in since arriving.

“I remember her and think of her fondly - the poor thing. She loved those kits insider her - a true mother she was . A true shame she never came back, I would have loved to hear her sing again.”

You’re chasing a ghost at this point.

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𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘥𝘰. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 (another Joon Lore drop)

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𝓛𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓫𝓲𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓿𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷 . (*Bangs pots and pans together* Joonie's lore is getting angsty soon thanks to his journey to the East. I've always kept him from being born in Eorzea because I wanted to nurture my own ethnicity. Only like 2 people have been given the full background because its gonna change after a while.)

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If you need a home , let me be home for you .

Joon’s new little companion while traveling in the east . Please give all your devotion to her

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𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓊𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝐼 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 . .

(Get ready for more Joon Origin posts , since he’s finally in his homeland in the Far East (adjacent) )

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𝒯𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓃, 𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝑒 𝓇𝓊𝓃 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒

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|| healing in Alx Trine ||

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✉ FFXIV RP Letters / Postcards ✉

The concept is simple: Send IC letters/postcards to other characters (via Asks).

You don't have to handwrite them either. Why not pick a font that best represents your character's handwriting, and type it instead? Then just hand it to the Post Moogles (upload it to the recipient's Asks).

As with real life letters, there's no requirements on length, or frequency. You can write as much (or little) as you want, when you want.

If anyone sees this and wants to write any of my characters, please hit me up. I also highly encourage reaching out to others to see if they'd be interested in such a thing.

It could also be a fun to extend RP to characters that you've seen around, but never had a chance to interact with. Timezones and DC locations have no power here!!

Something you'll want to establish before you start writing though, is how your characters know each other. Could be they simply posted/read a notice on a board about penpals wanted. Or maybe they met previously? Maybe they grew-up together?

Why not choose parchment that suits your character? Maybe they like pretty patterned paper, and always have a ready supply of stationery to choose from.

Or maybe they travel a lot, and just use a page or two from an everyday notepad they keep with them.

Or could they be the type that frequently forgets to write, and maybe only has a napkin or back of a flyer to hand when they finally do remember?

You could write about anything you'd like. Whatever your OC gets up to, or thinks about, and is happy to share.

Whatever you do: Have fun!!

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|| Hello gonna repost this again ! Don’t mind me :3 ||

ISO !: Friends, RP partners , crafters and adventurers

|| OOC Moment here, but I've been meaning to make more friends on FF, and I always get so shy to approach anyone because I just created a new account and got back into the game. I really do want to dive into more lore creation, more rping, and leveling, I love to chat while I game and I usually end up just hanging out with my sibling. But I definitely want to branch out more as I dig deeper into the other Expacs and the storyline. So please! Definitely drop your WoL/OC here and I hope we can become friends :3 I usually hop on different servers and am in the middle of creating another OC, but I'm primarily on the Primal servers! I DPS | Dragoon main, but I'm also buffing up Healer as well. I like PVP , RP , crafting, Hunts, and just kind of exploring . ||

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A once promised future

Turned into ash and memories

||A quick set of Pre- ARR/ Scion mess , Joon'woo. Back when he was fulfilling his role guarding Ishgard and working towards a higher rank among the Knights.

(FT. Yon who has bitten at least 8 Knights who tried to toss him out of the bunkers. No scar and darker hair , which has been lighter these last few years. Just wait for the next change of his appearance 🐰)||

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Dragons from Anyx Trine

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ISO !: Friends, RP partners , crafters and adventurers

|| OOC Moment here, but I've been meaning to make more friends on FF, and I always get so shy to approach anyone because I just created a new account and got back into the game. I really do want to dive into more lore creation, more rping, and leveling, I love to chat while I game and I usually end up just hanging out with my sibling. But I definitely want to branch out more as I dig deeper into the other Expacs and the storyline. So please! Definitely drop your WoL/OC here and I hope we can become friends :3 I usually hop on different servers and am in the middle of creating another OC, but I'm primarily on the Primal servers! I DPS | Dragoon main, but I'm also buffing up Healer as well. I like PVP , RP , crafting, Hunts, and just kind of exploring . ||

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01|| Alberic Bale (adopted guardian, mentor)

(still editing)

The only man to take in a half frozen, starved and desperate Viera child found hiding in the back of a Chocobo supply wagon. Though the mumbles of tossing the wild thing out into the cold would reach his ears , instead he would swaddle the youth in a blanket he spared . He would allow a sickened Viera to stay unconditionally , with a warm bowl of food and place beside the fire . Though he would be met with fear and a fever that would take time to nurse , the former Azure Dragoon would accept a younger Joon’woo just as he had taken in countless others before .

Being raised by such a man made Joon’woo loosen the reigns of disgruntled feelings of parents . Though never treated as a freeloader , he would work beside those who stayed in his adopted guardian’s post . Having shown no interest in following Alberic to becoming a Dragoon , Joon’woo had started to take up the sword and shield oath that many boys would for the Temple.

It was during his time training that he would go missing , the draw of a voice , the shattering nightmares that would call him past the borders and descent from the gates that had long since closed on the rest of the world . He would be nothing more but another soul , thought to have been lost to the merciless wild or the victim of a dragon siege .

It would be years , more than half the last of his lifetime , when he would set foot on the steps to Ishgard . The sword long dismissed , that he would return to the frozen land that he called home older , confused and beaten down. Fearful of the world , and hurt by the trail of accusations and deaths of his friends .

Upon the first steps into the camp that he knew so well, behind him no longer sat a shield polished and prim , instead a pronged spear would rest between his shoulders carried with hesitation but pride. "Look who came home. Kicked and starving just like the day I found ya, aint that right Joonie."

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(I won’t lie I’m craving role play all the time lately . And I’m just too mf shy .)

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|| Heaviest is the heart that carries you in it ||

(Again not a ship post for Joon)