#lower la noscea

[i-am-spark]

Lower La Noscea - Final Fantasy XIV

[stormbabylore]

Glamtober | Day 04: Aldenard

I wasn't sure I was going to do this one, but then I decided to see if I could put together something cute with one piece from each of the sets at the Gold Saucer. Ishgardian boots, glade slops, riviera shirt, and the gambler's gloves to (sort of) represent Ul'dah.

She would make the cutest little NPC in this. (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

[hrms-t]

[roegadynroost]

Caught the sunrise at the Moraby Drydocks and thought the sky colors were just so pretty.

[echoes-of-etheyris]

[photosfromeorzea]

Oschon's Torch

[alicelufenia]

The Salt Strand

[icehearts]

-- welcome back.

[fey-t-ff]

[sapphy-dragon]

Tour of the Realm day 3 Today I found myself wandering around Lower La Noscea in the earliest hours of the day, the gentle light and warmth from the rising sun caught my notice as the dark slowly turned to light, I couldn't help but stop and stare as the sun's pleasant rays shone through the trees next to one of La Noscea's Iconic windmills.

[valkariel]

Pedagogy

Finished scholar leveling and we're not touching it again until next expac. Switching between SCH and SGE confuses me because the order of skill application to accomplish something is basically reversed.

Head: Neo Kingdom Hat of Heaing - dark blue / ruby red Body: Pedagogy Gown - dark blue / default Hands: Diadochos Armlets - dark blue Legs: Tights of Eternal Passion - dalamud red / dark blue Feet: Velveteen Gaigers - dark blue

Earring: Pearl Earrings Neck: The Emperor's New Necklace Wrists: The Emperor's New Bracelet Right Ring: The Emperor's New Ring Left Ring: Eternity Ring

Main Hand: Epeolatry - default / default Off Hand: --

Fashion Accessory: -- Minion: -- Mount: -- Location: Lower La Noscea - Red Rooster Stead

Shader: Faeberry Bokeh

[sealrock]

16. third-rate

no content warnings word count: 517 words

Hector didn't expect to earn a traveling companion, especially one as taciturn and standoffish as Achille. But he enjoyed the monosyllabic man's presence regardless, even if he never answered Hector's million and one questions about himself.

Being new in Lower La Noscea, and Eorzea as a whole coming from "a place far away," as Achille coolly told him, Hector chuckled inwardly at Achille's insistence that he wasn't lost, and that their constant run-ins were mere coincidence. Achille carried an odd sense of pride atop his slumped shoulders and would rather chew his arm off than ask for help, Hector realized in the three short moons they knew each other, not that Hector saw anything wrong with that.

He would've never thought it would lead to his current circumstance, however: trying to keep his trigger-happy companion from giving the frazzled innkeeper a bloody nose over a small error in their reservations, the poor Miqo'te dragged halfway over the desk as Achille white-knuckle gripped his shirt collar. Here in the Shroud, where people value peace and quiet, Hector tried to ignore the displeased stares of other travelers in the inn. He did his best to calm the irate redhead before him, the racket Achille was causing growing louder by the minute.

"Achille," Hector's grip on his forearm grew tight, the gleaner's smile even tighter, "just let it go. It's only for the weekend."

"You can't honestly expect us to share the same bed, you little shite! We paid for a double room, not a third-rate broom closet!"

"Inside voice, please."

Achille didn't hear Hector's request. Hector could only sigh and offer an apologetic glance to the innkeeper. Hector wasn't thrilled with the circumstances either, but this was an overreaction if he ever saw one.

"A-A thousand apologies, sir, but I didn't realize your reservations got mixed up until it was too late!"

The innkeeper's glasses were askew from all the rough handling, fluffy ears pinned against his violet-colored hair and tail puffed in fear.

"Like hells you did!"

"Achille, enough!"

Hector's words came out louder than he intended. He flinched when Achille whipped around to stare down at him, his red eye dark and jaw taut with anger. Hector half-expected Achille to yell at him, only for the redhead to apparently give up his tirade and loosen his grip on the innkeeper. Achille muttered something Hector couldn't understand (was that Bozjan?) as he scratched at his scalp to keep his calloused hands busy.

Hector could only offer awkward apologies as the Miqo'te hurriedly gave him their room key and a shaky point toward the hall they would be staying in.

"P-Please don't hesitate to call on me if you need anything, sirs."

Hector was quick to drag Achille away from the front desk before he could say something in retort, else someone would call on the Wood Wailers to escort them off the premises. Hector didn't even notice the small bed they were expected to share as he shut the door, the words tumbling from his mouth before he realized:

"We really need to work on your people skills."

[razzledazzleemmet]

Lower La Noscea

[hrms-t]

[verysmallcyborg]

I have a mighty desire to know of the Major General incident

it's one of my many FAVORITE little "how did fornax get this scar" stories

all the way back in pre-arr, fornax was out fishing on a coast of lower la noscea (likely for food) and they were perched up on a rock with their tail just chilling in the water

so the end of fornax's tail lacks the thick protective scales on the topside due to picking at/ripping them off constantly as a kid, so that part of her tail is just the thin layer of smaller scales + flesh. a very prime target for fish, especially with how it's tapered off and might mimic a worm and whatnot

what she didn't expect....... was for something like the major general to chomp on it LMAO so initially fornax thought it was a big fish, they pull their tail out from the water, and are blessed with the sight of a tiny shark with.... tiny legs!! they were briefly the math lady dot png before processing the pain of the bite and practically yeeting it back out into the ocean with a panicked and violent twirl of their tail. not many believe their tale of their incident with this miniscule creachure

[photosfromeorzea]

Moraby Bay