#alicen forcina

[the-dancing-sage]

RPG Hero: Alicen Forcina

-> Picrew found here! <-

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A commission for @the-dancing-sage of her character Alicen

[mythriteshah]

Pg. 3: Lunar Leisure

"Within the vast and shrouded sea of stars, an ephemeral maiden clad in silvery-white reclines upon the crescent moon, gazing upon all in sweet silence as she brings the Lover's light upon the land..." -Thiji Higuri

At first glance, attire number three of the Bandee Pakshee Chayan appears as a blessing from on high.  A luminescent dress invented by Alicen Forcina ( @the-dancing-sage​), the Bandee Pakshee’s Matron, coined: “Lunar Leisure”.

With woven cloth both fine and light, this moonlit maxi dress shines with a flawless silver-white, complimented by a blue-and-gold sash with lunar motifs and embellishments.  Comfortable open-toed sandals are granted as part of the ensemble in place of going barefoot.  The shimmering shawl wrapping the shoulders is meticulously woven with lunar aether, using esoteric alchemic techniques to create its luminous sheen. 

The Keeper of the Moon blessed by Menphina found inspiration through the selfsame Goddess, and married the design with her extensive knowledge of Sharlayan Astrology to create a unique piece of leisure attire for the easygoing - or studious - types.

Alicen Forcina, a Professor in her own right, has made her mark in the realm of high fashion, with some divine aid.  And now seekers of haute couture (not to exclude actual Seekers of the Sun) may feel the gentle yet soothing embrace of Menphina, the Lover.  May those who don the Lunar Leisure glide upon the road paved with stars, and shine over the fashion realm with the silvery light of the evening star.

[the-dancing-sage]

About Alicen Forcina

{𝓑𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓼}

Name: Alicen Forcina

Alias: The Idiot Sage, Arcanimagus

Gender: Female

Age: 48

Species: Keeper of the Moon

Zodiac: Taurus

Abilities/Talents: Dancing, Arcanima(Summoning and Scholar magic both), greatsword training

{𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵}

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Religion: Menphina

Sins: Lust

Virtues: Kindness

Languages: Sharlayan, Common Eorzean, Nymian,

Family:  Mothers - Unnamed, Children: Andy Forcina, Andromeda Laruzedah, Kheni, Khena and many more.

Friends: Rheya Laruzedah, Cia Lyule, Julia Lucis

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual with a preference towards women and female presenting

Relationship status: Open Marriage,

Libido: GOOD GODS THIS WOMAN BE HORNY Y’ALL

{𝓟𝓱𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵}

Build: Curvy/Chubby

Hair: Blue

Eyes: Black sclera with moon like irises

Skin: Slightly tanned

Height: 5-6 feet

Weight: 150-200 pounds

Scars: A jagged scar running across her left cheek, several rough wounds across her arms and stretch marks over her thighs and belly

Facial Features: A mark of the Sage on her left cheek, the mark on her forehead

Tattoos: Besides the facial one, none.

{𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓼𝓮}

Dogs or Cats?

Birds or Hamsters?

Snakes or Spiders?

Red or Blue?

Yellow or Green?

Black or White?

Coffee or Tea?

Ice Cream or Cake?

Fruits or Vegetables?

Sandwich or Soup?

Magic or Melee?

Sword or Bow?

Summer or Winter?

Spring or Autumn?

The Past or The Future?

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[the-dancing-sage]

Tarot Card: Alicen Forcina

The Devil;

Restriction is not so terrible a thing as you think it is. One must not always be shackled to be prudent. You could use a set of handcuffs in your life, my love. Shall I forge them for you? We could be tied together, you and I. Maybe then you would not want for so many things. Maybe if you were drip fed what you wanted, you would only focus on the next drip, instead of the wide world of things there are to want. You consume what you love, you terrify the things you want. You have chewed your way through your life and you are still hungry. The old woman holds out a key. The iron around your wrist is so very heavy. 

Link to the Quiz! -> quiz here <-

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Arts! These are courtesy of the very lovely @sunnyarts

It's the lively squish mom!

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Waltz for Menphina

((A little story based around an RP I did a good while back with @quinnsolanum ​ with the two ladies practicing the waltz~. Includes a little collab from her!))

After clearing the room of its obstructive furniture and setting up a few rolls in the orchestrion Alicen turns on the ball of her bare feet, facing towards Quinn with a warm smile. As if the slow build up of music changes the atmosphere in the room so too does it seem to shift Alicen’s demeanor, her steps slower, more measured and her entirely being seeming more ethereal like she’s drawing on the music box like tones of the melody that starts to play.

A hand on the other’s upper back and the other tangling her fingers with Quinn’s she steps in close. She takes a moment, waiting for the music to hit a new bar. With a nod and a smile she starts into the soft pace, taking the lead in their steps and following the rhythm effortlessly. The sweet, calm melodies guide their paths around the room, filling the space with a mystical rhythm as she shares the moment with the other, her emerald eyes not gazing away from Quinn’s as they move slow but steadily.

Quinn was excellent at following the music, and following her partner. Her eyes closed for a moment, feeling the soft aetherial music pulse its way through her soul, guiding each step. Her eyes opened again, and bright magenta met emerald, a calm, content smile on her full pink lips.

Her hand rested around Alicen's waist, her fingers gently squeezing the hand that held hers affectionately. Magic was music and music was magic, the Bard always felt, and here was no different.

With graceful steps, not only did music intwine their hearts and bodies, but so too did the aether rise in the room, tingling across skin like brushes of a feather.

More and more the woman fuels the magic energy that suffuses the room, the glimmering lights trailing in their wake like fireflies, dancing along in their own little steps. For a little while the sparks of magic shine brighter yet, giving, for just a minute moment, a sense of resonance between them as Alicen takes Quinn by the waist, lifting her off her feet in an almost weightless step.

The music around them intensifies, more strings joining them into a powerfully intense crescendo which trails out into a sweet, gentle melody, like the last drops falling from the trees after a down pour of rain. The music eventually halts and Alicen, breathless and beaming brightly simply hugs Quinn close with a soft laugh, enjoying a comforting embrace between them.

[the-dancing-sage]

Ah... the joys of having the dress code of your RP FC reviewed: Getting to wear mostly white clothes without any freaking fuss for it not being a bright complementary color or some such.

[the-dancing-sage]

Love Language

You respond to quality words

Once your partner gives you their full attention, for you and only you, you feel fulfilled. You feel grateful when they listen to you all the way, without interrupting, trying to understand your thoughts and feelings, without necessarily giving you their point of view or ‘advice’. Another of your essential needs is the need to share time together. Whether for an activity: a short walk, a movie, a spot of shopping, a romantic dinner, a weekend away together, a meaningful discussion… even watching a TV programme that you will discuss afterwards. The main thing is that you share a quality moment together – and not with your partner’s attention elsewhere. During these moments, you feel loved and appreciated – ‘My partner is interested in me and is ready to spend time with me and for me to share something that I like doing’. Some advice: If your partner has understood your language of love, then you are happy. However, if this isn’t quite the case, then you can perhaps make a few suggestions that will help forge your couple even further (You can even show them these test results). While you are both talking, teach them the art of paying attention to you, doing nothing else during that time. Explain to them that you aren’t looking for answers, but more of a sympathetic ear and empathy, that can even been in silence. To be sure that they’ve understood you and that you’ve understood each other, ask them to paraphrase whatever it is you’ve told them and what they understood about your thoughts and feeling. Good listening comes from the desire of the listener to understand your thoughts, feelings and emotions. Finally, to make sure that you actually get time together, why not open your agendas and fix your common activities, at home or outside – at least once a fortnight?

Taken as Alicen... sort of accurate though it feels crudely selfish for a woman in a polyamorous relationship? 

>>Here’s the quiz I did<<

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[the-dancing-sage]

Updated the about page with plot hooks!

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😡What are their deal breakers?

Oof! Possessiveness is a huge one. She is loving the life of being less tied down to one person right now and if someone were to get green with envy they’re done for pretty quickly. Alicen considers this sorta thing neither cool nor endearing.

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💔Do they have a certain type of person they will not enter into a relationship with?

These days? Mostly just men unless they find a real soft spot in her heart.

Personality wise anyone without a drive to keep busy and keep going tends to bug Alicen seeing as she literally can’t sit still for a day unless forced.

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🛏What is their favorite bedroom activity to do with their partner?

Construction of the fluffiest pillow-and-blanket fort to then snuggle in whilst nude to enjoy the maximum soft floof.

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෴ - Tell us about your day.

Dear Diary,

By the twelve am I sore today and I couldn’t be happier about it if I tried!I finally set about getting physically active again after waiting long enough to recover from my wounds so I made the most of today.

I began as I normally would, bright and early before the sun even rose with a nice dive into the pool outside of the Pakshee but instead of just floating in there like I have I decided to do some laps. Gotta work off those ponzes that forced rest packed onto me after all!

Afterwards I decided to run my daily errands in the city, picking up groceries, armor and weapon polish, catching up with the merchants and just getting some proper sunlight and all.

I spent a few hours after that just catching up on the news from back home and writing out dozens of letters to my mothers that I never sent in favor of going with the umpteenth draft. Best to forgo the detail their daughter ended up in a shipwreck after all!

A little while later I ended up taking that blade I bought from the House of Splendors up in Mor Dhona, hoisting myself into my armor -best to train with it on than without it after all- and training against a dummy Cerise set up outside of her place for a little while. It still feels weird to weird a weapon so proficiently with so little prior training but that’s the blessing of a soul crystal for you!

After that I took a nice shower and hung out with the aforementioned Cerise, discussing our signing up for this tournament that’s happening right next doors! That’s quite the exciting thing indeed. I look forward to seeing just how badly we might get our rear ends handed to us or if we can haul that trophy for ourselves~.

Later on I decided to take a stroll and watch the fireworks again. It’s hard to miss when they’re being lit about twice every night but I had to indulge in it anyways. There’s something so nice about just watching all those colors explode in the brilliant night sky while a cool, soon-to-be-autumn breeze waves by.

However the most beautiful thing of the fireworks? The quiet afterwards and getting to see those beautiful stars shining almost as brightly as the flashy show that came before. Getting to live under such a beautiful heaven? I consider myself very blessed to witness it.

After that I decided to call it a day. Lots going on and all of it definitely worthwhile. Here’s hoping I’ll be able to keep up with it all and improve on it all too. I really gotta lose some weight so that’s definitely on the roster.

[the-dancing-sage]

An untimely dive

A crash of water resounds around Alicen as she finds herself tumbling from the pier straight into the salty ocean. Breaching the surface of the water again she takes a few seconds to recuperate, simply stretching softly and gazing up at the moon that was slightly hidden by some clouds. Not the best night to go swimming per se but better to do something than to just lay in bed being sleepless and depressed she'd figured.

She releases a slow, sullen sigh, splashing her face for a for moments, as if trying to wash away some intrusive thoughts. She slowly floats onto her back, lazily starting to swim along the coast line with little care for what she may possibly bump into or the likes. She simply relaxes, the warmth of the water and its very gentle waves rolling through her body and mind, washing away her troubles for the moment.

However she is meanwhile met with a dull stinging ache in her neck and shoulder. Obviously, really, considering the healing bite marks that are left upon the skin. Who knows, maybe this might help achieve their intended permanence she was hoping for. The thought is nice to the motherly miqo'te as she lazily paddles her legs back and forth, the drops of water resting on her chest glistening like drops of diamond on her chest as she floats and swims.

Alas it seems Alicen struggles to retain herself from having her intrusive thoughts. "They'll betray you now they've got you. Just watch. Just like you did, they'll do to you." And it takes all of Alicen's willpower to shut her eyes and submerge herself again, letting the muffling sound of water take over in her mind for a while. And then some more and she keeps it up until her lungs ache and burn, coming up for air yet again to take a few breaths. For a moment she listens and the world seems silent, a tranquil expression on her face.

She removes herself from the water by clambering her way onto the pier and climbing up the stairs. She knows she should indulge in this but hey, it's a special occasion, she deserves a drink. Or half a dozen. Probably the latter. Seating herself at the bar she orders a pair of shots, something soft and damn near toxic if preferable. She knows future-Alicen will hate her for this, especially when it'll be time to teleport home, but for now, Alicen continues the night's trend of attempting to drown herself. If not literally then maybe metaphorically it'll work...

She awakens at noon with a splitting headache, a bitter, dry taste of regret in her mouth, the sour stench of some shitty rum lingering about her and a crashing feeling in her gut betraying her last night's actions and sending her sinking deeper into the bed with a sickening noise coming from her gut. "How fucking pathetic. A healer that drinks herself sick." The woman's thoughts invade yet again, piercing through the headache like a pick through ice. She decides to take this day slowly. Maybe stay home in bed and just... Not see anyone for today. 

[the-dancing-sage]

Umbrella for Quinn! (Cause I can't copy/paste that umbrella sign from your tumblr!)

Send me a ☂ for my characters reaction to walking into their room to find your character naked.        

Alicen gets up from the couch and excuses herself from the social gathering that had been going on in the lounge, stretching as she starts to stroll on up to her room so as to unwind from the day and get some relaxation going on. Much to her pleasant surprise she’s soon treated by the sight of Quinn seated cross legged upon her table with naught to hide her features but the slightly intoxicated blush on that pale skin of hers.

Alicen in turn blushes too, shutting the door behind her and locking it up, swallowing softly as she wanders closer to Quinn. “You know, if you wanted to spend the night with me you could’ve just dragged me along~. Not that I mind the surprise though!” Alicen muses, trailing fingers over the other’s curves and stealing a kiss, an eager purr escaping her.