#Pheli Bhalya

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Dancin' is what to do, Dancin' when I think of you, Dancin' is what clears my soul, Dancin' is what makes me whole ♪

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Runah.

Everything muffled, like her ears had been blocked up from swimming. The only color in her vision was the glint of gold from the inside of the box as she held the letter in hand, staring at the words on the page but not focusing on them.

The golden gunblade was tarnished, rusted with old blood and scrapes. Its owner had used it extensively, but no longer.

Her focus slowly shifted to the paper again, and she could hear every heartbeat, pace quickening the more her eyes stayed on the page.

Huntress. I know our first meeting did not go well. I know you likely resent me for taking your husband from you, but I believe you knew in your heart that he needed to come. I have received all your letters to him, and I did read them, hoping your heart knew something mine did not. And I know of my grandchildren now. I wish them healthy and happy years as they grow. You are Runah's Eiginkona. You have survived a Berjast til heiðurs and a trial I gave you to keep your heart's claim on my son, and now I must tell you this. As his modir it hurts me to tell you this. We have been searching the battlefields for moons for him. He never returned to camp one evening after a particularly fierce press from the Keepers. Every day and night when we could we would search, because with him we advanced. With him it was an assured victory. We found his weapon two suns ago near a cliff, dug into a corpse barely hanging on the ledge. But we did not find him. I want to believe he is still alive. I want to tell you he is injured and recovering in one of our shaman's tents. But all I can tell you is to steel your heart. Do not anticipate that he will come home. I will send gifts for your children. I still wish you to stand strong. You fought for your claim to him. You have a place with us still should you wish it. You are his khartai. His mate. His strength lies in your blood and you will do well to remember that. Even if he is gone his heart beats with you. -Móðir

Everything came slow to her, but to those who were in the lobby, it was as if lightning had struck and leapt around the room in a rage-filled, screaming burst. Tables were flipped, the main counter, weighing hundreds of ponze was tossed aside as though made of feathers. The kojin trying to subdue her was launched into a pillar, crumpling to the ground. The entire time Pheli never stopped screaming. Her eyes FLARED with her remnant aether, and even the coeurl inside her howled, clawing at the floors and walls as both rended items to splinters in their anger and grief. It wasn't until Renata had slammed her body to the floor, head bouncing off the oak to render her senseless that everything stopped.

The seeker lay there in the silence, the only sound now was her labored breathing, choking as she tried not to cry. She clawed at the floor, trying to work the highlander off of her but there was no budging her.

The tears came then, and the wailing was broken, voice cracking as she pushed all her frustration and pain into the sound. Her body went limp, ears wilting against her head while the mornful howl continued, reverberating off the abused walls and echoing down the stairs. There would be no consoling her now.

Annu shook her head and lifted a hand, curling her aether around her friend. Pheli's reddened eyes grew heavy and though she resisted the spell, sokn her features went slack in restless slumber.

"Let me give her this temporary mercy..." The lalafell looked around, emerald eyes landing on the lone weapon before turning back to Renata, shaking her head, "I will take Sahar and Einar to my home tonight. Let her rest...and keep guard."

The staff salvaged what they could of the foyer, tending to injuries and patching what damage they could. A renovator would be called in the morning, but for now everyone sat awake all night, taking shifts watching the unwillingly unconscious seeker, hoping that she could still be saved.

This was going to be hard on her, harder than anything she'd faced before.

@annu-maibrar​ @renataturner​ @xaela-miqotecrew​

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So cut me from the line Dizzy, spinning endlessly Somebody make me feel alive And shatter me!

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All I want is to fly with you,

All I want is to fall with you,

So just give me all of you--

It feels impossible...

Is it impossible?

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The world was on fire and no one could save me but you, It's strange what desire will make foolish people do. I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you, And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you. No, I don't wanna fall in love.  

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“He’s gotta come home soon... aye..?”

N̶̦̮̲̗̦͚̲͊ẻ̶̬͙͔́v̴̩͕̱̟̿͂́̌͘ȩ̶̜̲̹̤̖̓̋̀̚r̵̡̪̻̿.̵̰͓̹͖͗͋̑͜.̶̻̖̝̩͊̀͆.̶̨̭̈̈́ ̶̙͔̄̔́̀̐͠͝h̵̢͙̬͖͛̉̂̋̈̽̽e̵̞̙̠̳̠̞̬͛̀̀ ̸̻̰͙̍͂̾̄͆̽i̴̳̥̜̥̝͘s̵̡̛̻͚͔̳̭̦͋̌͗͗̽̈́ ̷̡̳̲̲̱̪͑̈́̚n̴̟͑̈́̅͑̆ȇ̷͎̙͓̠́́̆̔̕͠v̶̈́̈́̔̓̀̀̃͜ę̸̞͙̗́̀r̸̦̩̳̽̈́́̽̐͝ ̵̧̫̊̔̓͒͛̿c̴͎͒̀̔̽̈̕͜͠ó̸̼̏ͅm̶̨̧̨̧̠̖͉̉̎̈́͌̀̄i̷̫̿͗n̶̗̺͓̝͗̃͊͌̕͜g̷̩̗̥͐ ̶̮͓͆̓̍̈͆̏̕h̴̬́͆̆͗̌̀͠ò̸̭̬͇̒̽͘̚̚m̵̭̽̓͆̑͛͛̚e̴̻̬͕̖̮̪̒̒͋̈͝.̷̙̹͔̠̥͋

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Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

HelloI hope things are good oh shit, uh... almost fell in a drain oh its still going okay I just just a wanted to say that you are cool and awesome and hey can you give me a lift great just give me a moment I think it is wonderful that you take care of others so keep doing what you do hey fuck i told you to wait asshole not you but i can’t type because i am really bloody sauced so i am trying to use that speech to text thing on my tomestone anyroad hope things are good with you hugs and kissy face

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Ravel Set of Casting.

Pheli looks so good in this ;w;

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“I wish ye were here, Runah.”

@runah-bhalya

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Remember

It had been some time since she’d visited her mother’s grave, and Pheli felt terrible for not doing so. So in the warm sun, she made the trek to the Rise, sitting on the cliff overlooking the sand and sea around Costa del Sol. She had taken the deep blue cloth that was left in her mother’s belongings, and fashioned a part of it into a shawl, wrapping it tight around her despite the warmth.

It still smelled like her.

Hot, itchy tears welled in her eyes as she pulled the small items from her pocket; some coins of unknown origin, and a blue crystal shard encased in strong twine. She held them in hand, staring at them bleary-eyed before closing her eyes, lifting her head to feel the breeze caress her form.

“I miss ye, Mother.” she murmured. “Ye’s be so proud how far I’ve come. How far th’ family’s come. Ye’d love Runah, he’s as sassy as ye sometimes. An’ th’ kids, ye would spoil em rotten. I’ll bring Runah t’come see ye soon, I promise.”

She sat there all day, just watching the waves with a faint smile. “I kept m’promise though. S’not a house, but ye live at Costa now. Just like ye’d always wanted.”

She didn’t notice it, but the crystal pendant gave off an unusual glow for just a moment, as though reacting to her emotions. But dangling from her hand and her gaze locked to the waves, it went unnoticed. Perhaps it was just the light hitting it just right...

[[ Pheli’s mother was based off of my grandmother in attitude and personality. This being the anniversary of her death, I felt a need to make this piece. It is a personal memoriam for a great woman. Suzanne Elizabeth Neville, you are deeply missed. No amount of words could say it simpler.]]

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Prompt #2: Bargain

“I’ll give you a half-stack for what you’re askin’, lassie.” the large Sea Wolf frowned down at the tiny seeker. In his mind, she was a pushover. He’d watched her mill about the market, sweet and friendly. He had no clue the mistake he was about to make.

“Just half? I coulda swore ye gave that hyur lass over there double that fer a third of th’ price. I could always jus’ go ask her an’ --”

“You tryin’ to swindle me, fleabag?” the Roe snarled, thudding his meaty hands on the counter, leaning in towards her with a mean glint in his eye.

“Swindlin’ seems t’be more yer thing. M’ young but I wasn’t born yesterday, ye know.” she stood, legs shoulder width apart with her own glare right back at him. “I was raised in Limsa, don’t ye take me fer a godsdamned fool, Skarnmoth.”

The male growled, standing back to his full height. “Oh yeh? What are you gonna do about it little one?” he sneered, a cocksure smirk on his lips.

“Well... I could always go tell th’ Yellowjackets about yer shady little dealin’ down by Ageless Wyss...” the seeker cornered him verbally, a wicked grin on her lips.

“Y-you’re bluffin’!” he replied in a low hiss, his eyes darting back and frorth anxiously.

“Ten crates an three trunks says m’not.” she folded her hands behind her head casually. “Now... about that item I’m wantin’....”

“Fine! Twelve be damned, take it!” he shoved the fabric at the petite seeker, swiping the gil she’d laid on the counter.

“There’s a good lad~” she cooed, gathering up the bundle and skipping off. “I definitely got a good bargain on supplies this mornin’..~!” Tagging: @sea-wolf-coast-to-coast

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No escaping when I start,

Once I’m in, I own your heart..~

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Alone.

It had been hurting more and more. More than any bruise or cut or broken bone, the loneliness that slowly ate at her, the waiting, the fear. Tribal wars were never pretty, and it had been moons since she had heard from Runah, despite her sending letters every sennight. Was he getting them? Was he just not able to respond? Had the warchief perished in battle and no one had been sent to tell her?

The babies slept soundly in their cribs, bundled in the carbuncle pajamas Annu had so lovingly made them. Pheli sat up that night, staring at her ring, seeing his face in her conscious mind. “Runah...” she whispered in the dark, hoping for an echo back. But the room gave her none.

“Runah, love... I need ye.. yer kits are growin’ up without ye...” she tried again.

Nothing but the crackle of the fireplace.

She sighed quietly, stripping out of the days clothing to her undergarments, burrowing herself under the large pelt that covered the bed. She buried her face in his pillow, the faint scent of him still captured there.

That night, she cried herself to sleep.

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CHARACTER STUDY - Pheli Bhalya

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Traits and Characteristics || Repost  &  tag away! Eyes: Blue | Green | Brown | Hazel | Gray | Gray-blue | Other

Hair: Blonde | Sandy | Brown | Jet Black | Auburn/Red | Ginger | Grey / White | Multi-color: White and Black highlights | Other

Body Type: Skinny | Slender | Slim | Built | Curvy | Athletic | Average | Muscular | Pudgy | Overweight | Petite | Toned |

Skin: Pale | Light | Fair | Freckled | Tan | Olive | Medium | Dark | Discolored | Red | Sun-kissed |

Gender: Male | Female | Trans | Cis | Agender | Demigender | Genderfluid | Other | Doesn’t Care About Labels

Sexuality: Heterosexual | Homosexual  | Bisexual | Pansexual | Asexual | Demisexual | Other | Unsure | Doesn’t Like Labels

Romantic Orientation: Homoromantic | Heteroromantic | Biromantic | Panromantic | Aromantic | Demiromantic | Unsure | Doesn’t Like Labels

Species: Midlander Hyur | Highlander Hyur | Wildwood Elezen | Duskwight Elezen | Hellsguard Roegadyn | Sea Wolf Roegadyn | Dunesfolk Lalafell | Plainsfolk Lalafell | Keeper Miqo’te | Seeker Miqo’te | Xaela Au Ra | Raen Au Ra | Other (?)

Education: High School | College | University | Master’s Degree | Phd | Other

I’ve Been: In Love | Hurt | Ill | Mentally Abused | Bullied | Physically Abused| Tortured | Brainwashed | Shot

Positive Traits: Affectionate | Adventurous | Athletic | Brave | Careful | Charming |Confident | Creative | Cunning | Determined | Forgiving | Generous| Honest | Humorous |Intelligent | Loyal | Modest | Patient | Selfless | Polite | Down-to-earth | Diligent | Romantic | Moral | Fun-loving | Charismatic | Calm

Negative Traits: Aggressive | Bossy | Cynical | Envious | Shy | Fearful | Greedy | Gullible |Jealous | Impatient | Impulsive | Cocky | Reckless | Insecure| Irresponsible | Mistrustful | Paranoid | Possessive | Sarcastic | Self-conscious| Selfish | Swears | Unstable | Clumsy |Rebellious | Emotional | Vengeful | Anxious | Self-sabotaging | Moody | Peevish | Angry | Pessimistic | Slacker | Thin Skinned | Overly Dramatic | Argumentative

Living Situation: Lives Alone | Lives With Parent(s) / Guardian | Lives With Significant Other | Lives With A Friend(s) | Drifter | Homeless | Lives With Children  | Other (she runs a sanctuary. There’s a lotta people there.)

Parents/Guardian: Mother  | Father | Adoptive | Aunt | Uncle | Foster | Grandmother | Grandfather | Other (Parents both deceased)

Sibling(s): Sister(s) | Brother(s) (2) | None  | Other

Relationship: Single | Crushing | Dating | Engaged | Married | Separated | It’s Complicated | Verse Dependent | Other 

I Have A(n): Developmental Disorder | Learning Disorder | Personality Disorder  | Mental Disorder | Anxiety Disorder | Sleep Disorder | Eating Disorder | Behavioral Disorder | Substance-related Disorder | PTSD | Mental Disability | Physical Disability | Other (Aetherical Limitations / sensitivity. She is unable to cast magic.)

Things I’ve Done Before: Had Alcohol | Smoked | Stolen | Done Drugs (She was used to test experimental drugs with her former Owner) | Self-harmed | Starved | Had Sex | Had A Threesome | Had A One-night Stand | Gotten Into A Fist Fight| Gone To The Hospital | Gone To Jail | Used A Fake ID | Played Hooky | Gone To A Rave | Killed Someone | Had Someone Try To Kill Them

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