#coblyn

[briefbestiary]

Benevolent creatures, not even half a meter tall. Not all dissimilar in nature from England's bluecaps or Cornwall's knockers.

[mecthology]

Coblyn: The Miner Gnomes of Welsh Mythology.

These creatures, often dressed in miniature mining outfits, are believed to assist miners in locating rich ore veins and treasures through their distinct knocking sounds. Despite their diminutive size of about 1.5 feet and their grotesque appearance, Coblynau are generally friendly and helpful, continuously working but never completing their tasks.

Coblynau are often heard but rarely seen, and their presence is usually indicated by the sounds of their picks, wheelbarrows, and the falls of stone they cause deep in the mines. They are said to work tirelessly, digging, transporting, and winding coal and ore to the surface, using diminutive tools and equipment that match those of human miners.

Coblynau are believed to be mischievous at times, and they may pelt stones at miners who stop their work to listen to them or try to take advantage of them.

They also have a share of human property, such as a small portion of the miners' food or candle tallow, and they expect to be paid for their work at the same rate as human miners.

Coblynau are said to have helped oppressed and poor miners, and they have passed on their metalworking skills to fortunate human children who have been taken to live with them 'under the hill'.

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Source: britishfairies.wordpress & wikipedia.

[crudely-drawn-ben]

Peachtober day 12: "Earth"

Everywhere there have been miners there are earth spirits in the folklore. Here in Wales it's the Coblynau; sometimes helpful, often tricksters.

[anxiously-awaiting]

demon in my ear to make a fae knight fanservant convinced me

[archivumesoterica]

[myrfing]

NASHU AND GOURD ALL STARS BASKETBALL TEAM

[misedejem]

Its 6.2’s anniversary today which means Scream has been stuck in my head for an entire year

[voidsentprinces]

No amount of reworking will make the Gunship boss in Keeper of a Lake any less an asshole. That gunship can eat my entire dick.

[mephimods]

[zazter-den]

When you're lord of the manor, and the butler is banging the redhead librarian on your favorite couch again.

[gayuldrensov]

that audio of "you're my friend now" but its me everytime i mine a minion

[eidingate]

Glamtober Day 26: Hand or Land

Yeah.

Top: Minerise work shirt Hands: Pagos field dressing Bottoms: Isle farmhand's cutoffs Feet: Scion traveler's boots Earrings: Coblyn earring

[eukrasiancrisis]

Elftober #6: Memory

Yuuko: Gods, I’m booored. Will the rain never stop here?

Gabriel: Comes with the locale, I’m afraid. Naught we can do about it. Your affliction, on the other hand, we can certainly remedy.

Yuuko: What do you have in mind? Gabriel: I propose a thrilling round of triple triad… Yuuko: Yesss! I’ll go get— Wait. The normal way or your way?

Gabriel: …in our heads. Yuuko: uuuggghhh nooo, why must you take the fun out of everything? I’m already miserable~ Gabriel: Come now, milady. Shall we use the same decks as our previous round? I trust you still recall our cards. Yuuko: Of course I do! That’s not the point asdghjfhj Gabriel: Very well, then. Fallen ace, all open. I shall begin with a morbol in the center. Yuuko: The center? Tsk… if you’re going to abuse me with your mental exercises the least you can do is play properly and not patronize me. Gabriel: Point taken. Kick up the math with a Plus rule, then? Yuuko: …You’re on.

10 minutes later

Gabriel: One card left, lady Red. Matters little since I have the entire board blue. Yuuko: Just let me think for a minute! aahhhh shite, what were my last two cards... I had a spriggan and a… uh…

Yuuko: Right, a sabotender. That means... [gasp!] If I place it in the lower right— Ah!

Yuuko: PLUS! I take your dodo above and your bomb to the left! AND! My dodo further takes your morbol to its left and your coeurl above! Fyr: Is that all, li’l pup? Yuuko: [gasp!] Wait! My coeurl then takes your pudding to its left aaand my bomb takes your tonberry to its left! AND THE MAELSTROM HAS THE BOARD. Take that, Ishgardian!

Gabriel: …You realize this defeats the purpose of this exercise entirely? Yuuko: Your exercise, maybe! Ours is in teamwork! Storm pups always work together, right captain?! Fyrstyrm: [Wheezing] Gabriel: Right. I’m going to bed.

Yuuko: Hey, our game’s not over yet, mister! You’ve still got your puny coblyn left, if my memory serves! Come back here and teach me. What’s it like to be massacred so brutally, sir?

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A little juxtaposition to yesterday's prompt that had a.. different parenting approach. Sometimes antagonizing your kid can be done with love, while doting on them with honeyed words can be so very toxic lol

[vishadventures]

Remembering the journey - ARR Post 2

After helping Papashan, another Lalafell named Cicidoa flagged me down. He asked me to run an errand for him, and I agreed. It was a long walk with the big pumpkin weighing me down! I delivered the pumpkin to a local tavern called the Coffer and Coffin, and they thanked me for delivering it. Then, he told me of a location where I could find some work - Black Brush Station. Roger told me to check in with a guy named Warin when I arrived there.

Warin wanted to inspect my gear, assuming that it was not good enough to throw some balls of fire at Coblyns. How offensive. At least he had good intentions. I took the job he offered to clear the train tracks (that don't look much used...), and I made quick work of it!

After receiving payment for clearing the train tracks, I heard from another Lalafell called Zuzumeda that a merchant was looking for sell swords to guard his interests in a silver mine in Sil'dih. I was willing to check into it, but I was leery of getting involved with it, seeing as I am a member of the Thaumaturge's Guild that is largely funded by Lord Lolorito!

I walked back to the Coffer and Coffin to meet with this "Wystan" who thinks himself capable of competing with the likes of Lord Lolorito.

Quite full of himself to think that Brass Blades would be adequate protection. He dismissed my interest in his protection detail, and instead offered to pay me to look after some orphans that were somewhat dependent on him. I had already ran all that way, so I thought I might as well take the gil. While I was seeking my remittance from Wystan, his hired detail burst into the tavern with news that his silver vein had been confirmed by the survey team. He invited me to come along with him. I was curious, so I decided to tag along.

When Wystan arrived, we discovered that his surveyors had been sorely pummeled, and the Brass Blades he had paid were to pummel Wystan, too. Even though I did not want to get involved, I couldn't allow them to kill a man just because he was wanting to make the world a better place. In the heat of the moment, I decided to intervene.

Before the Blades could land a killing blow on Wystan, a gnarly rock golem arose out of the dirt! The Brass Blades fled, but I vanquished the unexpected monster to save both myself and Wystan. However, I fear that this might implicate me in Wystan's affairs to my own detriment. Wystan paid up, and he advised me to talk to Momodi about it.

Momodi calmed me down and said that no one had mentioned my name in the news surrounding Wystan. (Phew!) She told me I had done the right thing to protect Wystan, and then she even set me up with an inn room in Ul'dah. Its the nicest place I've slept since the calamity!

[vivvy-of-the-lake]

wait you want to fuck coblyns? i take it back

I DO NOT WANT TO FUCK COBLYNS THEY ARE A HYPOTHETICAL "I can NOT see why you would want to fuck this but go ahead" TYPE THING I HATE THEM SO MUCH

PLEASE DARLING WIFE I DO NOT WANT TO FUCK THIS THANG !!!!!!!! 😭

[uldahstreetrat]

vague bits of writing I've started drafting for the beginning of Q'ihnn's journal if anyone is interested \o/

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3 Sun, 4 Umbral Moon

Momodi had me helping some fresh adventurer today, a thaumaturge. Apparently she made a rather fiery entrance to the city and the Flames didn’t want her looking for work unsupervised. Most of the work was rather insignificant - handing out pretzels to guards, delivering a pumpkin, killing some coblyns, keeping some poor bastard from getting himself killed at the hands of the Blades. But parts of it were… odd. Papashan asked my help finding Lady Lilira after she had wandered off again and while it was easy enough to know she would be at the Sultantree, we were attacked by voidsent while we were there. Worse yet, this adventurer collapsed after the fight. She wasn’t hurt, it was that same stupid curse that I have. The odd visions. I saw it too, and once it would have made me collapse as well. She’s new to these. I hope they treat her kinder.

Equally troublesome was the appearance of the man named Thancred. I’ve seen him around on occasion and though supposedly he’s a scholar, he certainly doesn’t act the part. Frankly he seems like someone Ophianne would associate with, which is reason enough for me to be suspicious of him.

He appeared twice today, both at the Sultantree and after we were ambushed by the Blades and some strange golem. Both times the adventurer and I were struck with visions. I certainly hope he stops appearing so suddenly.

The adventurer and I are both lodged at the Quicksand for the night - while I would usually go home, Momodi insisted. I’ve never been able to tell her no. I fear I’m stuck with this thaumaturge for a while yet, and while I would prefer to keep her at arms length, as simply someone I’m handholding for the time being, it must mean more that she too is plagued by what plagues me. Perhaps I should start using her name. Allienea Shepard. A strange woman.