#Noudenet

[kevinornokevin]

[estinininininen]

Aymeric: 32

Thordan: 74

Thordan had Aymeric when he was 42. When he was damn old enough to know better. Out of wedlock child when you're 20, barely of Elezen age? You're a young idiot but you can be forgiven and expected to do better. Out of wedlock child at age 42? This fucker wasn't making one "oopsy" after 20ish years of pious celibacy. This was a pattern.

How many half-siblings do y'all think Aymeric has?

. . . A few members of the Heavens' Ward kinda resemble him or Thordan.

Haumeric, Adelphel, Noudenet. Adelphel and Noudenet in particular have those startlingly blue eyes. Weird. I'm sure it's a coincidence. Not to mention if someone resembled their mother more than their father. And what was going on with Zephirin expected to be the Lord Commander? (The only Ward member who's definitely not Thordan's son is Grinnaux de Dzemael, not necessarily because he comes from a Great House but because his skin is pretty dark.) Anyroad. I'm sure Archbishop Thordan wouldn't pull from an available pool of young men desperate for his attention when only he knew their true connection if he had something he needed loyal followers for. Nope.

[lunarosewood23]

FFXIVWrite2024 Prompt 10: Stable

XVI -> XIV crossover and both Endwalker and MotR spoilers: The gang crashlands in the Omphalos after getting back from Valisthea. Fts @starswornoaths's Serella and a few of @inkblood-mistrieu's characters.

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Raven still couldn't believe it, yet while she made her calls to Serella and the others as she stared at the monolith of the Omphalos she felt tears stinging in her eyes.

They were home.

A gasp caught her attention and Raven looked down at the others. Their newfound friends from Valisthea came with them too!

And they looked like they were all going to be sick. Well, the ones not currently being tended to by Mingxia, who was doing her best to stop the spread of the petrification trying to take the three who fought at Origin.

She was no healer, but she could still try singing.

Ratatoskr? Can you help me one more time?

“You know I will hatchling. Especially after you helped in rescuing my brood brother.”

With that Raven began to sing. It wasn't much of a melody, but it seemed to help stabilize them until L'tahsu and Serella showed up with Hopeful Vine, G’raha, Noudenet and Haumeric.

"...Hopeful Vine, Noudenet, Uathach, prepare the space. We begin operation immediately." L’tahsu stated as he knelt next to Mingxia and the three men who appeared to have...dead yew leaves on their chests.

Raven flung her arms around Serella. “Thank goodness I've missed you!!”

“I missed you, too-and came as quickly as I could! You have me worried, friend." Serella replied.

“Sorry, but in my defense it was urgent.” Raven admitted sheepishly. “Once we get them stable you think Tataru will let us keep them in the Rising Stones until they're well enough to travel?”

“I have no doubt. But while they rest you have to tell me what happened.” Serella assured. "Though for now, at least give me their names and some sort of explanation for what happened. Can't help if I don't know what's going on."

Raven nodded and began pointing out everyone, starting with the three L'tahsu had started to work on. “The man with black hair is Clive Rosfield, the redhead is his brother Joshua, and the blonde in white is his stepbrother, Dion Lesage. Those three sustained the worst damage as they fought the big bad.”

She then began pointing out the ones who were merely aethersick. “The wolf is named Torgal, who is the sweetest hound we've met. I think Vardr would be glad to have a friend. The woman with long silvery hair is Jill Warrick. I think you and Ysayle would do best with her, she's specialized in ice magic. She and Clive are also very close.”

“The woman with short brown hair and is dressed like a Tonberry is Jote. She's Joshua's retainer and...I think they're dating? I don't entirely know their deal.” She explained as she pointed to the woman that Haumeric was tending to before looking at a man with brown hair in a militaristic cut and wearing silver armor, the crest of a dragon set on his breastplate. A young girl about the same age as Kaia and Zephirin’s foundlings was clinging to him. “Terence and Kihel. He's Dion's second in command, while the child saved his life after a shitshow in one of the cities. I think Zephirin is gonna have words with Dion, and Kaia might find a kindred soul in Terence, who knows.”

“As for the lovely blonde woman over there-” She pointed to her, who G'raha had been tending to. “-that's Benedikta Harmon. She made me think of Yotsuyu, a little.”

“Similar stories.” Rukia offered. “Yotsuyu might have a kindred spirit with her, and Barbarricia.”

“As for what happened, well...the super rushed TLDR version is we were called, we made friends, aaaaaaaand we saved a shard of Etheryis from potentially rejoining, or just getting blown out of existence. I’m not entirely sure at this point. But we’re back! And we brought our new friends with us because someone-” She looked over at Mingxia, who was currently smushed against Dion and looking like she was going to fold at any minute. “-shared her aether around among them.”

“Sounds about right.” Serella stated. “Well I’m glad you guys are back. Thankfully it’s been quiet since you guys disappeared, though I hope Mingxia knows she chose an interesting place to drop off her friend Telamon.”

“Cid’s here? Hell yeah thank gods!” Rukia piped up. “I missed that sexy silver fox.”

“Of course you would.” Serella replied with a sigh and a fond shake of her head before looking at the ones collapsed on the ground. “How bad are they guys?”

Haumeric sighed as he looked up from where he was knelt at Jill's side, her silvery hair falling in her face. “A majority will merely be aethersick for a good while, however I worry for those three.” He explained as he looked towards L’tahsu, Hopeful Vine and Noudenet, who seemed to be in focus at the three people that looked to be in various stages of...petrifying?!

“What the...why does that look like what we saw on the First with the Inn patients??” Serella asked.

“Their world isn’t exactly kind to magic users, or those who held similar magic to Ysayle and could summon a primal into their bodies. Not to mention that their bodies are suffering from an aether depletion.” Haurchefant explained, already switching to his white magic kit to help. “Though I would liken this more to what Giott and I saw with the dwarves, stoneblight.”

Serella nodded as she sighed. “Oh boy...alright. I didn’t think to bring a porxie but-”

“No need I got it.” Hopeful Vine assured as the creature flew over and landed on Clive while L’tahsu finished up on Joshua.

“I’ll introduce you to everyone properly when they’ve woken up.” Raven promised before looking to the others. “One of us should call Tataru and see if we can borrow the Rising Stones for a bit while they recover.”

“I’ll call.” Rukia offered. “Someone should also call Telamon too, unless he came with you.”

“I actually told him to wait in Mor Dhona.” Serella replied. “I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to bring him to the Omphalos, all things considered.”

“Then I’ll go get him too.” Rukia replied as she stood. “I can even take one of them with me if you want.”

Raven looked over at the Valistheans in thought before nodding to Benedikta. “Take Benedikta. I’d say take Kihel but I think Terence would freak the hell out if you did.”

“Cid might also appreciate seeing Bene too.” Rukia agreed as she slowly sat the woman up, who groaned. “Hey Bene, how are you feeling?”

“I feel as though I'm going to vomit.” She groused, her hazel green eyes clouded by the aethersickness. “Ugh where's my pipe...”

“Easy Bene, I'm taking you to somewhere you can rest. Can you stand or would you prefer I carry you?”

Benedikta tried to stand on her own but keeled over the second she was upright. “Damnit...alright some help would be appreciated. Where are we?” She asked as she winced at the light.

“Not in Valisthea, that's for sure.” Rukia stated. “You're in our world now. Hate that your first little bit is spent like this, but welcome to Eorzea.”

“Too bright...” She grumbled.

Rukia giggled as she went to carry her. “Go back to sleep Bene. Don't worry, we'll get you somewhere cozy and something light to eat to help with the bad stomach bug. Your body is gonna need time to get used to the aether here.”

Serella watched Benedikta sigh and close her eyes, choosing to trust Rukia after what felt like bells.

“Thanks Bene. I gotcha.” Rukia soothed as she scooped her up. She looked up at Serella with a sigh. “Like I said, she's like Yotsuyu. Been through hell. Should probably introduce them when she's better.”

“There's a lot of people who they should be introduced to. I know for a fact Zephirin’s gonna have words with that one.” Raven sighed as she pointed to Dion, whom Mingxia was clinging to.

“Agreed. But I'll meet you guys at the Stones. Call if you need help.” Rukia nodded as she walked out, though not before Haumeric put a necklace and pair of wristbands on Benedikta. If she remembered correctly from when L'tahsu treated Telamon, they would help in easing the amount of aether intake.

She sighed. “You need me to make more of the jewelry?”

“If you are willing and able that would be most appreciated.” Hopeful Vine replied in L'tahsu's stead. “These three are in the worst shape, but the others are severely aethersick. Thankfully they’re all under a sleep spell to help with the nausea.”

Serella nodded and got to work, but noticed Jill slowly reaching for Clive. Her eyes were closed but she seemed to be murmuring in her sleep.

“...Clive...hurt...Shiva...” She murmured before going still.

“Shiva?” Serella asked.

“Y’know how Haurchefant said that there were people who were like Ysayle and could summon primals into their bodies?” Raven asked. When Serella nodded she pointed at Jill. “She could summon Shiva. She might’ve been trying to use her powers to help Clive.”

“There were others like her too. A total of nine, though one of them technically wasn’t supposed to exist. One for the six elements, plus Light and Darkness, and the bonus one.” Floriano explained. “They were called Dominants there, and not all of them are here. The Dominants of Titan and Odin, are dead. Rukia just carried off the Dominant of Garuda.”

“Hold up a sec, trying to set these correctly.” Serella explained as she had already pulled out her goldsmithing tools and was setting a gem in a necklace. “Sorry, continue.”

“You met Telamon, who had Ramuh.” Raven started before pointing to Joshua, “Phoenix.” then pointed to Clive. “Ifrit.”

“And finally, the reason we got pulled to their world, Bahamut.” She finished as she pointed to Dion. “While there we discovered that the Bahamut of their world was actually the Dawn Wyrm of ours. The big bad yanked his soul from the Lifestream after he died in our world and dragged him there.”

"By the Twelve...were Ascians involved, do you think?"

“We think it was an Ascian, but the way that thing was warped into some undead ginseng sephirot, we don’t know what it was that made it like that, though it made Mingxia really sick by the looks of it.” Raven explained as she looked over at Mingxia before sighing. “I need to get a hold of Hades, because if there’s anyone who would know how the hells Bahamut got to another shard after his death, it’d be him.”

“You mean if he didn’t have a hand in it?” Serella muttered bitterly as she passed off several necklaces to Haumeric before starting on the wristbands.

“He does have soul sight. Wouldn’t be surprised if the fucker yanked Bahamut out of the Lifestream himself and gave him to the corrupted Ascian to cause a Rejoining.” Raven grumbled. “Either way, if I want answers for how he got there, the best chance to get answers is him.”

Serella patted Raven on the shoulder as L’tahsu rubbed at his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, appearing to be done with at least Clive before moving to Dion, the one that Raven said carried Bahamut. 

“Gods I hope the song of your soul becomes something more than just a beautiful tragedy, Dion. Now that you're here, somewhere you can actually heal without duty trying to slow you down...” Raven prayed as she looked over towards Terence and huffed a breath of relief. “And you won't be alone either.”

Serella gave her a worried look as the brunette seemed to be reaching for the blonde, albeit weakly.

“G'raha, help him.” Raven stated softly.

He looked at her in confusion before he noticed what was happening and placed his hand closer, letting him take the blonde's hand and weakly squeeze it before going still again.

Serella looked at Raven, who only gave a small smile. “They're married. Have been for years, even if they couldn't show it. But also he's his pillar of support, the only one he had for most of his life.”

Serella blinked at their joined hands before sighing. “There's a story there.”

“There is, but sadly one I can't elaborate on until they wake up.”

“Gotcha.” Serella nodded as she passed off a few sets of wristbands to go with the necklaces she made before they heard a gasp and a swear from L'tahsu. They looked up to find Mingxia slumped on the ground while the blonde, Dion, was for the most part breathing, even if he was still passed out on the ground before everyone shrieked.

“MINGXIA!!”

Suddenly, they watched the redhead, Joshua, slowly blink as he opened his eyes. He sat up and took in their surroundings before spotting Mingxia on the ground. “Soul sister...”

Serella blinked and watched as Joshua reached over and take her hand. He placed it to his chest before a spark of a flame erupted from his hand. “Please soul sister...”

Mingxia gasped before she winced. “Ugh...Fried Chicken did you-” She started before falling over against his chest, where she spotted a familiar glyph on his chest peeking from his shirt.

“A flower...”

“A flower?” Serella asked as she looked at the redhead. “Wait, are they-”

“Joshua has a similar flower to Mingxia.” Foulques supplied. “And he is just as prone to gambling with his life as she is.”

“Oh boy...there's two of them now...” She sighed.

“Joshua and Mingxia both having that glyph are the biggest clue we have for us thinking we were on another reflection.” Raven explained as Mingxia bunted her face against Joshua.

“You okay Fried Chicken?”

Joshua chuckled as he leaned his head against her. “I'll be alright. But where's-” He started but soon spotted Clive. “Clive!”

He started to try to move when he was hit with an intense wave of nausea and a cane landed firmly on his shoulder stopped him from moving.

“Do not move, your brother will be fine.” Noudenet assured. “Your little stunt saved Mingxia’s life and spared us the trouble of spending more energy to bring her back, but that was still risky. Rest now little bird, go back to sleep.”

Joshua groaned, feeling drowsy, but reached over to take his brothers’ hands and hold them to his chest. Mingxia hugged him tightly as he murmured “We did it...and we're alive for our efforts...thank you...”

"Yep. We made it. Somehow. Thank you Dad. Oooogh...that. That was. Too close.” Mingxia groaned  before they saw her wobble a bit before flopping on top of Joshua.

“Damnit Novice...” Foulques grumbled before looking at Floriano. “Can you check to see if Rukia’s gotten them a place to sleep?”

Floriano nodded as Serella sighed. She looked at the aether-surgeon. “Are they clear to be moved? While the Phantom Realm is good for discretion, it's not ideal in the ways of comfort.” She questioned softly as she finished the last of the jewelry sets for the three men from another star.

“Yes, they should be clear to be moved, though they still need to be heavily monitored by some of the healers on hand.” L’tahsu stated before leveling a glare at Raven and the sleeping Mingxia. "Is it going to kill you people to not bring me critical cases every time you decide to take a walk?!"

“Hey we didn't plan this!” Raven grumbled. “Shit just kind of...happened.”

"My point still stands. The amount of trouble you all manage to get into accidentally is beyond unreasonable." He groused in annoyance.

"At least we're not causing you problems on purpose?"

L'tahsu sighed as he rubbed at his temple. "I suppose I will have to be satisfied that I have something new to study and solve. I should have expected something when you all disappeared."

“At least it was quiet? But in any event, want me to rehash what I already said or do you wanna hear the tale from them? I'm assuming you already heard a bit of it from Telamon.”

"I have the gist of it. I will hear the rest once they are well. Twelve knows I will need the time to prepare my heart and blood pressure for the nonsense you both got up to- especially her." He thumbs at Mingxia.

"Hey I had what was basically my hometown 2.0 and his sperm donor-" She points at Dion. "-was basically Thordan."

"Lovely," L'tahsu says dryly. "I shall hope for a swift recovery."

Raven pouts as she grumbles something about a “rotten arrogant old man” as she moves to scoop up her oath brother. She heard Ratatoskr croon at him from within her soul.

Can you hear Bahamut, Ratatoskr?

“I can.” The crimson dragon replied from within. “He will be alright. He frets for your friend Mingxia.”

She’ll be fine. You’ve seen the nonsense she’s pulled off.

“I have, I have indeed. He wonders if they will be alright.”

They will. The aether isn’t trying to kill us here for one. The most they’ll deal with is a bad stomach bug for a few days, a week tops. I know it’s been several millennia since he’s been home, but it’s changed so much. Allag is long dead, Tiamat is well, and boy will she be thrilled to know her beloved is back in some form. Among other things...

She sighed as everyone picked up each of the Valistheans with some effort, but when Haumeric made to gather Jill he stopped and blinked.

“Hopeful Vine, could you come confirm something for me?” He asked.

“What's up?”

“Lady Jill's aether...I cannot see it, but while tending to her I thought I felt the presence of another? Not so much the primal she could call upon, but another person.”

Hopeful Vine blinked as she did a quick check before smiling. “She’ll need to be monitored carefully as well. Good catch, Haumeric.”

He smiled as he gently picked her up, making sure to carry her in a way that wouldn't put too much pressure on her belly. She may not be visibly showing, but better safe than sorry.

[lyrieuxsicons]

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[wyrmtaill]

@sanctummiles

"Come come! Dragons are waiting to be killed by steel and spells!" Ignasse when outside the view of a certain other dragoon, tended to act with more passion and less maturity then needed. Sure he was a stable, if slightly of a fanboy outside of Ishgard proper. But right now...

He was acting like a child.

"Surely you are warm enough to walk unhindered?"

[domirine]

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[veliara]

FFXIVWrite Day 25: Perpetuity

While enjoying the familiar chill, Ciel walked leisurely towards the Heaven's Ward quarters. Large, fluffy snowflakes flew past, blown away by the wind, but he paid no attention to such beauty. The youth, with a plain silver earring in his ear, walked leisurely through the streets of Ishgard, trying to clear his thoughts. The unsettling dreams were getting more realistic and intrusive, but Ciel couldn't find the source of the coming disaster.

  In some dreams, his own friends were raising their weapons against him with completely blank faces. Who had his back and whom he had saved more than once. He absolutely refused to believe in their betrayal. He wouldn't even consider the possibility of “What if...”

In other dreams, while without the earring, Ciel was in a strange room in which everything was created from unknown materials.  Unfortunately, she wasn't much interested in the intricate glyphs and glowing panels. Her attention was fixed on the twelve bodies in blue and white armor lying on the floor. And time and time again, she rushed towards them, hoping to help. Only to see them dissolve one by one into the aether, because there was nothing she could do. As lying on the floor Zephirin reached out with desperation in his eyes for the black mage who was curled up nearby. The way Vellguine tries to crawl to Adelphel and Janlenoux, in a vain attempt to save his boys, who have almost completely dissolved into the light blue sparks of the aether. How Hermenost whispers a prayer to Halon for Ignasse with his last bits of strength, for the latter has already closed his eyes for the last time. By then Guerrique, Noudenet and Haumeric were long gone. For some unknown reason, the last ones Ciel paid attention to were were Grinnaux and Paulecrain.  As always back to back, both in life and in the death that was already looming over them. Ciel never once saw Paul's face, unable to tear her gaze away from Grinnaux. From the sorrowful lilac eyes and his attempt to smile, whispering, “Don't cry. It's going to be okay...” He stopped abruptly and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm the tugging pain that filled his whole being. “Nothing will change if I only cry,” the youth said to himself and rubbed his eyes. Ciel lost count of how many times she had woken up in the middle of the night crying after these visions. How many times Grinnaux had had to soothe her, whispering in her ear that everything was fine, which to Dzemael's dismay only made the tears grow even more violent... When Ciel reached the Wards headquarters, he pulled off his scarf and leaned his head against the cold stone wall, taking advantage of the emptiness of the hallway. It felt a little easier to breathe.  He looked at the door at the end of the small hallway leading to the common room where all the knights were gathered. “They are alive.” whispered the youth. “They have already gathered, milady,” Odin murmured. “They will soon begin to celebrate.” he sighed absently “Oh this fleeting victory high...” the old knight whispered, as he materialized in his ghostly form at the side of the entrance. He glanced sideways at the door, pursing his lips in displeasure. “You managed to help them once before. Delayed the unavoidable. But now you want to save them? Surely you realize that in the hour of Final Judgment, you'll have to stand in the way of Eternity itself.” The young man remained silent, continuing to rest his forehead against the stone wall and listening to the old paladin. “You are aware that no one will be able to help you. Your father won't be able to send help. And he won't be able to intervene himself either.” “He doesn't need to intervene. It's too personal.  If you and Night pray to the stars for me when the moment comes, that'll be enough.” He only snorted. “Our faith in you is unwavering. It has been and will continue to be.” Ciel smiled and straightened his shoulders and neck. Determination flashed in his green eyes. “My blood is still burning hot, which means I am bound to try.” Odin's voice, audible only to Ciel brooded thoughtfully: “The little fledgling has grown. It will be interesting to see how you will pull off this trick.” “Watch me closely, then.” Ciel smiled, pushing the door open and stepping into the hall, where a joyous chattering went on.

[queenofnohr]

Odeline Heaven's Ward Relationship Overview

Zephirin

Sympathetic to her plight, but ultimately has a job to do (pre-ARR)

Encourages the Ward to interact with her throughout the events of HW

Charibert

Wants to persecute her as a heretic sooooooooooooooo badly

(pre-ARR) If she smells Charibert coming, she'll veil herself back up bc she does NOT want to deal with him

(after revival) bites each other bites each other bites each other

Technically her savior

Though because he was the one who persecuted her "family," he was the one she had to fight in trial by combat (real rin vs medea hours; aka she wins not bc of her magic but by mana burst punching him in the gut)

literally "the one that got away" for him. his white whale. LOVES fighting her

Grinnaux

"look at this funny bitch"

Leans slightly neutral toward her, but thinks she's entertaining

Adelphel

Knew her as the weirdo who indulges Jannequinard during his tenure as a Durendaire knight

Wanted/wants (?) to fuck her ngl. He's 22. big shrug.

Gets along fairly well with her even though she rejects his advances

Thinks she's naïve despite being younger than her for thinking ppl don't break their vows of chastity constantly in ishgard

Even tempered, thought things would work out until the very end because they were friends :(

Paulecrain

Eyepatch to eyepatch communication

by that I mean he recognizes her as (somewhat) cut from the same cloth as people who'd struggled to get by in Ishgard

Gains some amount of respect for her after she bests Charibert in her trial by combat

While it isn't really surprising to him that an Au Ra would thrive outside of Ishgard, seeing her when she returns, he wonders how high she plans to climb wrt status

Slightly bitter at her position as House Fortemps ward in HW, especially after learning she's a Problem Child now

On her part, she wants to see him succeed because she does consider him a person (as with the rest of the Ward) and is frustrated to see him content with his lot as it is - when asked "Doesn't [he] want more?" he half-bitterly replies with, "Where else is there to go when you've made it into the Ward?"

Is so fucking confused as to why she rubbed elbows with Jannequinard for clout and she's just like. "He was the only one stupid enough to take me"

post revival, he probably grounds her a lot of the time like "even if you're warrior of light, you're still just a person"

Haumeric

Was On Her Side during her scandal and sent her to complete her schooling afterward; despite this, because of her past trauma, she distrusts his acts of goodliness

Her scandal is what made him seriously consider stepping down from the clergy

(post revival) "I can fix her" "I can make him worse"

Thinks she's a good Halone-fearing woman and thinks her "fall from grace" is a tragedy

unintentionally bullies Odeline after reviving over stuff like pointing out she cried over the Ward or unintentionally making her beg for cock

likes sticking his dick in crazy so, you kno.

Last Ward member she fucks

Guerrique

Likes to fuck with him

before she likes to fuck with him u kno? (post-Ward reviving)

He broke her arm on accident once and feels really bad about it so he sort of lets her behavior slide

Figures out her vibes faster than anyone else but doesn't comment because it's not his lane

First Ward member Odeline fucks bc she thinks he'll be an easy conquest. why would she think this. he's literally exploded a dragon's head with a swing and broken 22 of his axes because of his strength. the reason is she's a little stupid and has a god complex.

Guerrique asks if he should name a new axe after her after they fuck and she's just like .........

Noudenet

Classmates in the Scholasticate

Would bitch about her magic constantly, making her strive to get better

Thinks her mana bursting is big poggers though ("It was very imaginative")

Tells her to study with Charibert rather than Haumeric when she's learning magic from the Ward mages

Janlenoux

BLUE HAIR SQUAD

The only one who can make her calm down maybe a little (with his cooking. Real What's Cooking in the Emiya Household hours)

Technically knew her as the weirdo who indulges Jannequinard when he served House Durendaire

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Ward members not listed I'm still cooking for! To be updated as I add more lore~

[ffxivxd]

Ser Noudenet de Jaimberd, also known as Noudenet the Wise, believed magic was the Fury's greatest blessing and thus judged people by their arcane aptitude. Thus, he critiqued Ser Haumeric while respected Ser Charibert.

[aroseyetbloomedwrites]

Sure am being normal about Noudenet and Francel today. I was thinking about something that follows the same vein as my first fic featuring him, 'Grab my Hand and Lead Me'.

But maybe Valentines themed even though it'll be so far past that by the time I even plot something. I never time holidays right, it'll be summer by the time I post something if I even write.

Chocolate with a little extra spice though... I'm sure he could concoct something even if that is more Janlenoux's specialty.

[morganaux]

For WoL!Morgy: 1. Chocobo - Who is your best friend? Tell the story of how you met! & 2. Bombard - Has there been a time you lost your cool, causing irreparable damage to a relationship? | For Phoebus: 29. Poro Roggo - What was a significant dream of yours as a kid?

1. Chocobo - Who is your best friend? Tell the story of how you met!

I have a previous answer here, but he has many people he considers best friends, so I'll answer for another one!

Morganaux first met Noudenet when they were both first year students at Saint Endalim's Scholasticate. Their first few interactions were a bit... Rough to say the least, but they quickly hit it off well once they spent a bit more time together, and any disagreements between the two were easily buried under all the things they had in common.

But their very first interaction was actually an argument between the two. Morganaux had noticed Noudenet had fallen asleep in class, and being a kind-hearted, but socially clueless young child, he raised his hand and told on him to the teacher out of genuine concern that he'd miss out on the lesson. Noudenet was given detention for the incident, and of course, this didn't go over well.

Realizing he had made a terrible mistake, Morganaux sought him out later that day and explained his intentions to him, and to his surprise, Noudenet was understanding. He still wasn't happy about what had happened, but he understood where he was coming from and could relate to him in a way. Noudenet was a socially awkward child himself, remembering instances where he'd gotten his own siblings into trouble acting out of concern for them.

Over time, they would learn that their similarities did not end there. They both struggled to fit in with the rest of their grade, they both came from lesser noble families that had fallen from grace, and they both shared the same thirst for knowledge, feeling all too stifled by the curriculum.

So, the two of them started doing their own extracurricular studies together. This may or may not have involved sneaking into the Scholasticate library's restricted section, secretly keeping one or more deepeyes as a pet, and many more completely normal, perfectly legal Halone-approved activities.

The two of them became the best of friends, even falling in love with one another, but unfortunately, fate was not so kind to them.

2. Bombard - Has there been a time you lost your cool, causing irreparable damage to a relationship?

He hasn't done anything like this to an existing relationship. ...Yet. (i think that would be a fun thing to RP tbh.) He tends to bottle up his anger, using the villains he crosses paths with as an outlet for that pent-up rage, so his friends and loved ones don't get to experience that side of him.

Sometimes, people do notice when he's hiding anger, annoyance, etc. toward them, but it hasn't resulted in friendships being lost. Certainly, it causes tension and sometimes results in a confrontation, but when it comes to the people he cares about, he'll do what he can to make amends.

That being said, I'm sure he's scared off potential relationships by letting his feelings leak out and pretending that they don't exist.

29. Poro Roggo - What was a significant dream of yours as a kid?

Phoebus’s dream was a simple one— to have a tiny little farm somewhere warm and for his family to be there with him while he did all the work. He grew up on stories of what life was like for the Garleans when they still called Locus Amoenus home, and he had this perfect, Stardew Valley-like image in his mind of what that must have looked like. 

Also, due to his illness, his family forbade him from working or even doing chores around the house, and he really wanted to find a way to repay them for looking after him even if they insisted he owed them nothing. He had a close relationship with his parents and brothers, and they meant everything to him before he lost them.

In Phoebus’s WoL canon, he absolutely retires from adventuring post-Endwalker to spend most of his time on the Island Sanctuary. He’ll let some other hero handle exploring the star while he tends to his crops. (meanwhile the rest of his time is devoted to trying to undo all the damage his ex-husband caused, but FARMING GO BRRRRRRR)

[kevinornokevin]

[sanctummiles]

“Always keep your foes confused. If they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next.”

STARTER CALL! Please like this post for a starter of random length and subject with Noudenet.

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FFXIVWrite2023 Prompt 2: Bark

Set a little after 3.0 in the Forelands. Raven laments over her talons and remembers those lost.

CW: Mentions of Death, Mourning

Word Count: 673

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It had been harder to hold pens and other writing instruments since her inheritance awakened.

Raven stared down at the black talons that extended from her fingers, her once blunt nails that she would bite on when anxious turned into long claws, a permanent mark of what Nidhogg’s blood had done to her. She couldn’t really make a proper fist, though she damn well tried on several occasions, and she needed to learn how to get used to a pen in her hand again.

Still, Raven felt a need to make it to where those lost on Azys Lla were remembered. Their names etched into something to signify that they were people who were loved and were mourned.

So she went out hunting and in addition to her meal for the night she found a huge piece of bark that had come off of a tree and began to carve their names into the surface. It would be crude and ugly, but she felt as though she needed to preserve their names. Preserve them as people, not tools. She felt tears begin to sting in her eyes as she used her talons as her quill, what she knew of them sprung to the forefront of her mind.

Ignasse de Vesnaint - A dragoon, though she wasn’t sure of much else about him other than he and Ser Vellguine were close.

Vellguine de Bourbagne - The oldest among them. Silent, but kind.

Hermenost de la Treaumaille - A man of deep faith and a mage who passed along to her how to imbue magic into weapons as he did with his battleaxe.

Grinnaux de Dzemael - Brutish arsehole who bullied her when she was small, but Raven knew that his fate wasn’t one he deserved. 

Paulecrain de Fanouilley - Raven didn’t know much about him, other than that he was a former knight of House Fortemps that had been dismissed, and that he seemed close with Grinnaux.

Noudenet de Jaimberd - A bookish sort who liked magic. He seemed to be interested in Mingxia’s, and to some extent her own.

Haumeric de Peulagnon - Coronette’s dearest and the one who taught Mingxia Coerthan ice conjury. She remembered how Coronette had passed Serella her sword to do a blow for her when she was told of his fate.

Adelphel de Chevraudan - A notorious flirt and one of the fastest swordsmen she’d ever seen. She remembered the family of older sisters he was leaving behind and her heart squeezed.

Janlenoux de Courcillant - Always seen with Adelphel, the moon to Adelphel’s sun. And a wonderful culinarian. Were he not on duty he would be volunteering in her mama’s kitchen.

Guerrique de Montrohain - A sweet one, if a bit loud. A soft-spoken Raen named Yitsuge liked him. One of Zephirin’s most loyal, and to her knowledge they were close friends.

Zephirin de Valhourdin - Raven knew him to be a noble and just soul. Mingxia’s sister Kaia was in love with him and he loved her. She remembered having a small crush on him as a teen, but he was focused on his own goals to notice her.

Charibert de Leusignac Cross - Raven let out a sob as she wrote the name of her brother. She lost him once already when she was seven summers, and then she hadn’t seen or heard from him for a score. And of course the fates would be cruel to her by giving him back only to take him away again. The one who would sit and teach her words and scripture and answer her questions about the faith. She dragged her talon across his surname and replaced it with her own. Even though he was never formally adopted, he was a Cross, and damn anyone who would try arguing that. She knew he did horrible things, but she wanted to believe there was more to it than pure cruelty. Their mama taught them all better than that.

She set the bark aside as she hugged her knees, weeping for them, as she knew their families would be back home.

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Lost Part 2

Grinnaux`s PoV Grinnaux kicked the door with his foot, attracting the maximum attention of those in the room. The etheric chains instantly closed around the necks of those standing across the room. He only withdrew the chains as Zephirin and Paule approached the fallen pair of Elezens. Hyur, on the other hand, decided not to give up just yet. The dark-haired man, tried to slip through the door and ran into a very unhappy warrior. Dropping the man to the ground, Grinnaux easily held him in place with a foot on his back and an axe to his neck. Lilac eyes slid across the small room and stopped on the motionless, like a broken doll, body . He couldn't see if the boy's chest was rising, and at this distance he couldn't hear the usually frantically beating heart. He just stared unblinkingly at the motionless body and felt something inside him grow cold. Their commander stood up and walked over to the boy. He took a potion from his pocket, handed it to the mage and helped him pour its contents into Ciel's mouth.

He was sure it was the first time he had seen the commander in such a state. All lines in the normally soft face seemed to have sharpened. The eyes, which often resembled summer greens, were now more like light green ice. Grinnaux couldn't hear what the mage was saying, but it was clear he was addressing the boy. After a moment, too long in the warrior's opinion, there was a painful groan and then the boy moved.

Eyes clouded with pain glanced around the room, at the knights standing there, but closed almost immediately. Inquisitor cursed quietly.

(Warning: what follows are my self-made, laughable attempts at photoshop bruises.I've never used photoshop before. There was no time to redo it and to ask someone else was not possible…well, brace yourselves.)

"Grinnaux, Paule, take these three to the temple cells. Alive please. I think brother Charibert will wish to speak to them later. " "I'm already burning with anticipation" mage practically purred. But his tone sent a chill down Grinnaux's spine. "I`ll take Ciel to the infirmary. Charibert, please, find Haumeric and Noudenet," Zephirin commanded softly.

From the looks on their faces, Grinnaux assumed that the captured trio wouldn't be in the world of living for long. P.S.I purposely skipped the scene from Ciel's side. When I do gather courage to translate and post the story I'm writing (at least part 1, which is already written), you'll be able to read the full version.