#she grew up in ul'dah

[fooltofancy]

ilya, completely unprompted: do lalafells.... date.... tall people often, or is the size thing just too much of a problem?

alisaie: hasn't seemed to bother any of your obscenely tall boyfriends, has it.

[hartteart]

kahra insists she’s old enough to join her brother and his friends, hiroshi insists that she’s five and still too little

[crowdsourcedloner]

👚  — pretty in pink! (any muse)

Zezene's wardrobe is typically pretty flashy, very much not what you'd expect from a rogue or thief. They favor outfits that catch people off guard and like wearing pastels or pinks. Once they bring Yomi into their family fully, they wear a pair of catoblepas horns (on Yomi's request) in an attempt to help her feel less alone.

[lizard-mode]

fledgling thaumaturge

[hazelkjt]

OC Introductory Post

Hello, and thank you for stopping by my blog! I'm Hazel and this is my main character for everything FFXIV related, from raiding to rp'ing. My pronouns are he/him, I'm an early 20's college student still trying to figure out what to do with my life, but I'm getting there!

I had mentioned this before but I'll reiterate it here: this blog was originally just for my main FFXIV OC, Hazel Kha, but because trying to manage multiple blogs was pushing me away from doing anything with these character I'm consolidating this one to have all of my OCs on it rather than just one. Those old blogs will remain up to keep the content from disappearing but I will not be utilizing them anymore. I'm sorry if you followed me here exclusively for the Hazel stuff, she will still be the main focus of most of my posts here but there will be others posted up here and there.

I'm situated on Zalera (Crystal) and spend most of my time either raiding or taking GPose shots, but regardless I look forward to seeing everyone's creativity here on the Tumbles.

Anyways, onto the intro bits to them all below the Read More

Hazel Kha

Age: 24 as of Dawntrail

Race: Xaela Au Ra

Height: 6'4"/193cm

Nameday: 25th Sun of the First Umbral Moon (February 22nd)

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Sexuality: Bisexual

A young hunter and warrior of the Kha tribe, Hazel is a proud daughter of the Azim Steppe who has always longed to see more, to do more. Through her mother's collection of foreign books and literature she came to daydream and wonder of the lands beyond the Steppe. Her desire for adventure high a fever pitch when coming into possession of a wandering samurai's soul crystal, and all the memories and knowledge it contained. She would hold on to the stone dearly for years, until one fateful day she had a chance encounter of a lifetime and through it found her way across the waters to Eorzea. After arriving she found herself under the employment of the Sharlayan scholar Nolanel Corbeaux, working as both research assistant and hired hand to help defend against threats. Not long after Hazel finds herself under the tutelage of Lia Amelune of Ishgard, retired Dragoon and head of her own noble house. Extremely curious and adventurous by nature, Hazel's love of the unknown is matched only by her competitiveness. Idealistic and prideful, Hazel takes to each new day with excitement and wonder in her eye.

Claire Ashe (Claire Bas Syndris)

Age: 29 as of Dawntrail

Race: Garlean

Height: 6'2"/188cm

Nameday: 17th Sun of the Third Astral Moon (May 17th)

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Sexuality: Lesbian

A pureblooded Garlean who spent most of her childhood and teenage years living in Ala Mhigo under Garlean occupation. She grew up befriending many of the Ala Mhigan children there without her parents knowing. After her two closest friends were beaten to death in the streets, Claire revoked her family name and fled the city, no longer disillusioned by the Garlean propaganda she was fed her entire life. She traveled to Ul'dah and came into contact with the Lemures, where she was then trained by Drusilla as a Reaper. With her training and pact with the Voidsent Sidian, Claire aided in the revolution to liberate Ala Mhigo from Garlean control. She now works aboard the merchant ship The Enduring Deeds as a deckhand and the ship's main cook. She wears a bandana at all times to hide her third eye, paranoid over the general consensus most people have of Garleans. She puts up a cold and harsh exterior, which as of this point might not be as much of an act anymore, but underneath is a truly kind soul afraid of being hurt and hurting others just from existing.

Derrinall Evramont

Age: 33 (physically) as of Dawntrail

Race: Duskwight Elezen (also Ashkin/Undead)

Height: 6'7"/201cm

Nameday: 9th Sun of the First Astral Moon (January 9th)

Gender: Male (He/Him)

Sexuality: Pansexual

Derrinall Evramont originally lived during the final years of Gelmorra. His family were that of knights, dedicated to serving the people, though unfortunately his life was not lost in service of this oath. Sickness claimed him a few years before the total fall of Gelmorra, his soul adrift yet still holding strong to his memory and sense of self for centuries...that is, until he was brought back to the star for reasons he did not know. When he awoke again he wandered the ruins of the crypt he was buried in, eventually stumbling upon two he would learn to be kindred spirits, in a way. The two strangers helped him to recover even as he kept his personal information close to his chest, eventually pointing him to work and housing in Ishgard. He found work under Lia Amelune, both as house servant and a member of the House's ranks of knights. Derrinall's previous experience as a knight of Gelmorra saw him quickly rise through the ranks to become Captain, a title he holds with pride and only the occasional harassment of the Lady he serves.

E'venna Zekiel

Age: 21 as of Dawntrail

Race: Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te

Height: 5'4"/162cm

Nameday: 3rd Sun of the Sixth Astral Moon (November 3rd)

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Sexuality: Straight

E'venna Zekiel is the eldest daughter of five children. After her father was tempered by Ifrit and subsequently killed, she took it upon herself to help her mother care for her younger siblings, specifically her triplet younger sisters. It wasn't an easy road to get where she and her family are now, especially in a place such as Ul'dah. E'venna began her "career" in back alley fights, as she had always been scrappy in a brawl. After getting into an impromptu fight outside the Pugilist's Guild she was offered membership, and upon joining took it upon herself to partake in Coliseum matches. The shine of her golden hair is matched only by her bright smile and optimistic personality. Combined with her unorthodox and playful fighting style in matches and soon E'venna had earned her the nickname "The Dancing Coeurl" from dedicated fans of her's. Her tournament winnings are a major boon to the family, with it they are able to put the three youngest through a formal education. Her family members almost all strongly disapprove of E'venna's line of work she can't imagine herself doing anything but. She's found her place, and that's in the ring.

Exploding Goldfish

Age: 36 as of Dawntrail

Race: Hellsguard Roegadyn

Height: 7'2"/218cm

Nameday: 30th Sun of the Third Umbral Moon (June 28th)

Gender: Male (He/Him)

Sexuality: AroAce

Exploding Goldfish, simply known as "Fish" by most everyone, was born to a family of miners in Uldah. Throughout his life he was surrounded by heavy machinery, sparking a lifelong love of machines and inventing. His youth was spent learning everything he could about technology. His studies eventually paid off and he scored the job of his dreams working as part of Garlond Ironworks...for a while. An accident during a project cost Fish partial vision in his left eye and his position in the company. Scarred and humiliated, he drifted for months before finally finding secure work and pay at Wolves' Den Pier. Fish spent his time maintaining the machines used in "Rival Wings" competitions, and when he wasn't working on repairs he was drowning his self-pity in alcohol. It wasn't all for nothing, however. While at Wolves' Den, Fish chanced upon meeting a scrawny Viera living under the pier; Qara Wen. It took some coaxing but eventually Fish was able to befriend him, and over time that friendship evolved into brotherhood. And so when Fish was recruited to join the merchant ship The Enduring Deeds, his one request was that Qara be welcomed aboard as well.

[sparrowsong-7]

Character Dump Time!

Figured I'd keep an up to date primer on all my OCs, since some of their details have changed.

(Updated as of 9/26/2024)

Ayami Ami (formerly Ayami Tsukimori)

Age: 22 (post EW)

Pronouns: She/Her

Gender: Trans Woman

Jobs: Black Mage, Red Mage, Summoner, Pictomancer, Reaper, Samurai

Born as an Au Ra to the Tsukimori Family, Ayami had a rather rough childhood, something that reached a head when she ran away from her home at the tender age of 11. Her lonesome journey took her to Ul'Dah, where she'd live on the streets until Cocobuki of the Thaumaturge's Guild took pity on the girl, bringing her inside and changing her life forever. Eventually she would hear the call of adventure and set out with her best friend Mel in search of glory.

Throughout her journey, Ayami has gone from a meek, unassuming adventure to a veritable force of nature. She would also transform from an awkward Au Ra to a confident Lalafell thanks to a rather potent Fantasia. Rather than seeking fame and fortune, Ayami instead used her new form to fake her death, leading the world to believe that Ayami Tsukimori perished during the Final Days.

Now going by the name Ayami Ami, she wanders where her heart may take her, taking in the sights and knowledge that she stumbles across.

Memello Mello

Age: 25 (post EW)

Pronouns: She/Her

Gender: Cis Woman

Jobs: Machinist, Gunbreaker, Dark Knight

A Sharlayan runaway, Memello (often simply Mel) grew up as a magitek prodigy in a family that had no care for the machines. In a fit of desperation, frustration, and fear Mel stole as many supplies and gadgets as she could from a gleaner store house and caught the quickest boat to Eorzea, hoping to start a new life using her skills. While Mel had nothing to her name her prowess made waves that would soon reach the ears of one Cid Garlond, who would quickly offer the young girl a job at the Garlond Ironworks.

She would eventually cross paths with Ayami Tsukimori, irrevocably changing the course of both their lives. Some years later, they would set out together in search of adventure, hoping to strike it big. What they never expected was to be recruited to the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, eventually becoming Warriors of Light.

Unfortunately, after Zenos took her leg and her confidence in their climactic battle at the edge of existence, Mel was left unable to continue her adventuring. This, followed by the loss of her love Crescent, Mel spiraled into a deep depression, one that she had only recently recovered from.

Crescent Sparrowsong

Age: 31 (?)

Pronouns: They/them

Gender: Non-Binary

Jobs: Reaper, Paladin

Born to the Seventh Epopt of Troia 31 years before the Flood of Darkness, Crescent was seen as an enigma by their people. Eschewing from the traditional norms of Troian society, Crescent instead took up the blade, spending their life training to one day lead Troia's military. That day eventually came, and with it the Contramemoria...

When the dust had settled and the world was consumed, Crescent took to floating aimlessly in the abyss the their world, their memories slowly fading until one day they stumbled upon a void gate with a voice that beckoned them forward; Hear, Feel, Think

Crescent would find themself in the snows of Coerthas, body formed back into its original shape. From there, they would attempt to pick up the pieces and figure out just where they were and how they wound up here.

L'vinia "Fay"

Age: 1500+

Pronouns: It/Its

Gender: Ungendered (Doll)

Jobs: Machinist*

*L'vinia doesn't fall under the standard job umbrella, drifting closer to being a gunslinger than a machinist.

Dormant for over 1500 years, L'vinia was discovered by an expedition team in the ruins of a Amdapori fringe town just on the outskirts of the Twelves Wood. Its dormant body transferred hands countless time as a curiosity before winding up in the hands of the Seedseers of Gridania. There it would remain until its body came into direct contact with Ayami, stirring L'vinia to life once more.

Once obedient to a fault, L'vinia was freed from the enchantment placed upon it by its former master with the help of Ayami and Cait Sith. Now truly free for the first time in its life, L'vinia chose to steal a Manacutter and fly off to parts unknown, leaving only a note begging its former friends not to follow. Where it's been all this time is a mystery to everyone, though talk has been spreading in Shaaloani of an unkillable gunman who bears a striking resemblance to the wayward Doll...

Corin "Fay"

Age: 27

Pronouns: She/They

Gender: Intersex Woman

Jobs: White Mage, Pictomancer

An orphan left for dead by the mages of Mhach, Corin was found by the enigmatic Lady Fay and brought in to study the arts of White Magic in kingdom of Amdapor. There, she wiled away the hours, growing closer with her fellow apprentice L'Vinia. All seemed right with the world.

But then Mhach attacked, sending legions of voidsent to attack Amdapor Keep during what would one day be called the War of the Magi. Panicked and afraid, Corin was shepherded along by Lady Fay into being the centerpiece of a ritual drawn up to fling her through time. Unfortunately, the ritual put Corin into a half stasis, locking her in the rift until the appropriate point in time had been reached. Now over 1500 years late, Corin awakes in a bed in Mel's cottage, bereft of memories.

[iggy-q]

LFRP - Ignatia Quille

Name: Ignatia Quille

Race: Au Ra - Raen

Gender: F

Sexuality: Straight(ish)

Relationship status: Single

Age: 34

Profession: ex-drug lord (lady?) and addict, forger, ship captain

Hobbies: travel, poaching, artifact collection

Ignatia spent many years attempting to run from her past in only the most destructive ways: substance abuse, gambling, chaotic romances, pure adrenaline. She grew an empire from nothing but the sheafs of paper and ink she brought with her to the encampments outside the gates of Ul'Dah. Her success was pure luck. However, her downfall was of her own hand.

When the rock bottom she found herself in grew too insufferable for her, she set off for some years of solitude only to return riding the coattails of the same luck that uplifted her the first time.

Now, the captain of her own ship, she braves the seas for rare finds. From animals to gold, the Raen now feeds her desire for a thrill by drafting faux writs of passage to take what she wishes and display the trophies in her home.

RP Hooks

The Prodigal Bitch of Ul'Dah

Ignatia's reputation preceded her within the city: brutal, ruthless, sharp. Any who feared an altercation would avoid her, but those who enjoyed a challenge would have no issue with that. Any who dared poke the bear would find that she quite enjoyed a good banter dripping with double entendre and vague threats. It's an art only the most depraved would appreciate.

When she disappeared, though, her normal contacts and clientele would find themselves coming up short for info on where she went. Her office and home were left abandoned with no explanation and no forwarding address. Rumors spread: perhaps she'd been arrested, maybe an aggravated Blade had finally killed her. No matter the reason, her name once again started circulating in recent moons. Was she back? Where was she this whole time? Where can she be found now?

Sailors Needed

A captain needs sailors. If your character's looking for a job, perhaps they would find her help wanted posters tacked up around the city.

No Suitors?

Ignatia was known in some circles for her disastrous taste in partners - and for her propensity to chew them up and spit them out. Where one would expect a new partner draped over her arm upon her return, she seems to have sworn off romance and - shockingly - physical intimacy. Would your character feel so emboldened to try to sneak under her shell? Would they be successful? It would certainly be fun for her to see them try.

OOC Info

I'm looking for long-term RP partners (age 21+) who enjoy exploring darker and mature themes as much as I do! A written media, I've found, allows for a safer avenue in which to explore these things. Communication is key, however, and if any topic goes too far for you I'm fully capable of dialing it back!

I can RP both in-game and via Discord. I have a full-time job, and I also enjoy having my own hobbies and friends outside of online gaming. As such, I'm not always able to respond right away, nor am I able to stay up into the wee hours of the morning. Central US timezone.

I'm not here for the smut. If it happens in the course of an RP and there's a purpose, I'm fine with it. If I feel it would make sense, but I'm not in the mood to go into it, I'd prefer to fade to black. Your preferences are also important, so if you'd rather FTB every time or avoid ERP altogehter, that's a-okay with me! ERP isn't my goal, storytelling is.

Send me a message if you're interested! We can trade info and set something up! ^^

[miqojak]

B A S I C S

(Much of this - and more - can be found on her carrd!)

Name: J'kesri Denma - Goes by Jak, her tribal name is known to maybe a total of 3 people? And only one of them is allowed use of it in private.

Nicknames: 'The Dragon', Jackal (the name she went by as a thief on the streets of Ul'dah), Ember (former), Empress Ember (former), Little Robin

Age: 27ish, give or take a year - she's not sure exactly. I've been aging her...once each real life year since 2019 (when I said she was 22ish, give or take some), but she's always just had a sort of estimate on her age.

Nameday: She has no idea!

( I do like to think that she's a Scorpio in our real world Western Zodiac - which I don't know how to translate to Eorzean dates - and a Dragon, like me, in the Eastern zodiac.)

Race: Miqo'te, Seeker of the Sun

Gender: Female

Orientation: I'd say she's over all Graysexual, maybe some degree of Demi or Sapiosexual? The perfect storm has to happen for her to want any sort of intimate relationship... even friendship is hard to manage (she very genuinely seeks out intelligent/clever people to have around her), but a true relationship that's 'romantic' or sexual? Well, the perfect combination of events accidentally happened once. But gender has never really entered into it? She just so happens to have attracted and ended up with men in RP! She was/is poly as well, but has agreed to be monosexual with her current partner!

Profession: Restaurant Manager/Owner, Jazz Club Owner/Manager, Tattoo Artist (by appointment, not widely known)

Not publicly known: Criminal (it's a broad umbrella, but her activities outside of the Yakuza are often no less devious than within), Yakuza leadership (Wakagashira/second in command, current acting head of the family while the Oyabun is on indefinite hiatus), Cat burglar! She's very Selena Kyle - her goal is to do more burglary around Ul'dah to screw over the wealthy elite...and maybe actually do some good for people like her, barely scraping by in the gutters, forgotten by society.

P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Black/Orange - most often slicked back and partially braided, partially tied into a tight ponytail. When relaxed/at home she may opt not to do all the work to tame her hair to look more 'coiffed' as she does in public, and it is about shoulder length, and quite curly!

Eyes: Gold/Green

Skin: Olive/light brown, gold undertones

Tattoos/scars:

-Scars: One small slash at each cheek, one across the bridge of her nose. Levin/lightning scarring in bursts at both shoulders and biceps. A long, ragged scar spanning the length of her back, from the inside of the left side of her neck, to the top of her right buttock.

-Tattoos: Black dragon that winds up the right half of her body. Jackal on her left forearm. 3 Phoenix down feathers on her right wrist. A watercolor robin tattooed just under her left breast, along her ribs.

F A M I L Y

Parents: Deceased, slain by Garlemald in Gyr Abania

Siblings: The only one left alive is her twin brother, J'vynia/Vynnie, @miqo-vynnie, who no longer plays...and she kinda wrote Vynnie out of her life after some things she saw as huge betrayals. She talks shit, but she's been off-kilter ever since he left her life! They had a very Yin/Yang dynamic... where Jak was actually more of the Yang/masculine side of things that's very active... and now missing that more passive and down to earth aspect of Yin? She's been really out of control for a long time. Luckily, the lover she never expected to have has done a good job of grounding her.

Grandparents: Unknown.

In-laws and Other: None.

Pets: She doesn't do pets. As much as I like animals... Jak grew up tribal and sees animals as food, and find the concept of a beast in her home dirty and a waste of resources and time. (And one more thing she could get attached to and lose!) Fun fact: She doesn't like any sort of large bird, and they're one of the few things that actively frighten her! This includes things like Griffons, and Chocobos... those big, yellow birds have murder in their eyes... better to eat them, before they eat you.

S K I L L S

Abilities: Keen eyesight and incredibly sensitive hearing; can play piano by ear; martial arts; prefers (non-lethal) poisoned throwing knives/staying at range; when equipped with her DRK soul crystal, her skillset vastly expands - altering her fighting style entirely, and emboldening her with the knowledge that she can now both inflict - and sustain - more damage in close combat.

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Diligent/honest - often too honest. She takes even her positive qualities to extremes, and works out too hard, spends too much time trying to excel as a Wakagashira in the Yakuza who is a woman... and she sets extremely high goals for herself and others...which leads into her negative traits.

Most Negative Trait: Judgemental/applies high standards to others. She has a twisted set of standards that makes sense to her, and likely not to many others, most of these rooted in years of trauma - but her high goals were intended to be a good thing. Even for others...she simply pushes both herself, and others (especially if she LIKES you) too hard, more often than not. She believes in constantly bettering oneself, and... she's a creature of extremes. It's hard for her to know when it's too much/she's asking too much...of anyone, to include herself.

L I K E S

Colors: Gold/white, red/black

O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes: Moko only, these days, to relax now and then.

Drugs: Former somnus addict - she's worked hard to beat this addiction...and continues to, because addiction is a lifelong curse even once you're clean! But she doesn't like anyone or anything having control over her - and an addiction controls your life more than any other person could! (Plus it's a way that other people COULD control you, in her mind. All the more reason to have dropped the habit.)

Alcohol: She used to be a bit of an alcoholic, on top of a drug addict - she's had a lot of impetus and encouragement to get her shit together...and has! She drinks recreationally/to relax, but takes it easier these days... you're easier to take advantage of, and more likely to say or do things you shouldn't, when drunk...and she likes to be in control!

Been Arrested: Not yet! She's run from the Blades in Ul'dah more than once...but it's not a crime if you don't get caught, right??

Tagged by: @chadhunkler ! Sorry it took me a bit to find the spoons, but thank you for thinking of me! I do love to do little things like this...and should do this for my Male Miqo and my kitsune to better flesh them out, honestly...

Tagging - some people in my notifs, and anyone who hasn't done it/wants to! @uldahstreetrat, @lightyouarelikes (for whoever you want to do it for), @wpip-raham, @xmimiteh, @twelvesblades (if you want to do it!), @briar-ffxiv , @shieldandarrow , @captainqster

(I'm trying to fight the uphill battle against my depressive apathy/malaise... I know deep down I want to be active and meet people and RP and take part in things!! So thanks for tagging me and interacting, folks!)

[ramyeonguksu]

For the NPC ask game: Alphinaud!

Wrote a little ficlet from Alphinaud's POV for Post-ARR/Heavensward! Read under cut!

Note: Rifra will be referred to as Seren (her alias from ARR-SHB) for this fic.

The freezing cold of Coerthas wasn't something Alphinaud was accustomed to, and having to essentially be forced to trek through the ilms of snow made the little elezen shiver in his boots. It was all bleak; everything that he had strived for with the Crystal Braves was taken away from him, a mutiny against him planned right under his nose. He was humbled, to say the least, and for once he because acutely aware of his childish naivete that came with his young age. Which each step he thought of the Scions that placed their trust in him, that was starting to become a new family for him, left behind at the mercy of his own army and the Brass Blades.

At least the Warrior of Light Seren and Tataru were with him, and Lord Haurchefant's bottomless generosity was able to grant them refuge in the reclusive nation of Ishgard, yet what was he supposed to do at this point? Even if he wanted to clear their names at Ul'dah. what could he even do to achieve that? Being the top of the Studium students wasn't going to cut it anymore, and he no longer had his twin sister Alisaie with him.

Just where was she anyway? She had helped them, sending Brennan the peddler with a chocobo carriage to take them away from Ul'dah, but where was Alphinaud's other half when he needed her the most?

The elezen tripped as his mind wandered, landing face first into the stone floor. Hearing him fall, Seren immediately rushed to his side.

"Are you alright there?" The viera asked, helping him sit up and dust off the snow. It was a wonder how she was able to withstand the cold, dressed somewhat lighter than what one would expect in a frigid climate, but someone like her who grew up in the freezing mountain ranges would have no problem with the temperature.

"I'm…" Alphinaud muttered, hesitation in his voice. "I'm fine, thank you."

"Make sure you don't get too distracted, Alphinaud!" Tataru warned him as she slowly approached him, fighting against the strong winds. "I'm already having a hard time getting through here, can't afford to have you struggle as well!"

Alphinaud didn't respond, the feeling of incompetence that was growing in him increasing exponentially.

Seren immediately took notice and crouched in front of him with her back towards him. "Climb on."

The boy refused. "N-no, I can keep going."

"You're exhausted, Alphinaud," Seren curtly responded. "A lot has happened today, and you need to rest. I'll carry you until we make it to a shelter in Ishgard."

Her head turned to face him, a reassuring smile on her lips. "Besides, I'm used to carrying my little sister home all the time."

Alphinaud pursed his lips together, his heart twisting as what remained of his ego fought to refuse her offer. However, today was not the time to try and preserve such, and he allowed himself to climb on her back before continuing across the Steps of Faith.

As he rested against her back, the boy reflected upon his experiences from the past several moons. Riding the same boat to Limsa Lominsa as Seren before getting to know her, separating from Alisaie over differences before finding her once more at the Coils of Bahamut, joining the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, forming the Crystal Braves… A lot, too much, had truly happened for a sixteen-summers-old child.

Alphinaud laid his head against Seren's shoulder, basking in her warmth as the cold winds blew against the three of them. When was the last time was he carried like this by anyone? His father Fourchenault began to drown in his work, and he was now too heavy for his mother Ameliance to hold him on her back like this. Without him realizing, Seren had practically become an older-sibling figure that he never had, a long-lost family member that he was supposed to have known all his life. Someone he could turn to for advice. Someone he could lean on for support...

Finding comfort in her presence, warmth against the freezing winds that threatened to stop them, Alphinaud drifted off to sleep.

[accidentaloracle]

The Gang

{Order from top to bottom}

✶Shin

My original and has gone through a couple of fantasia changes in her time. I am still trying to work on her details during each expansion but I mostly associate her with the shared canon I have with friends. Which involve falling out of an airship, void bullshit and romantic notions with a tall, blue eyed Ishgardian.

Shin's main class is WHM 🌳Although she lacks a good bedside manner, she always makes up for it with her expertise in healing magics and dedication in helping those in need. My snark queen ♥

✶Badabing Badaboom

[THIS GUY! Listen.. this lad was made purely just for goofs and seeing what playing as a lala was like. Never did I think I would put so much time and energy into him!]

Badabing, a member of the Nanarito family, grew up privileged in Ul'dah. This upbringing in a wealthy environment contributed significantly to fostering a strong sense of entitlement in his youth. He indulged in taking whatever he desired and acted without restraint. Those who dared to oppose him found themselves swiftly and decisively dealt with. Following his father's death under mysterious circumstances, which were connected to his uncle Lolorito, his perception of himself and his way of life began to change.

Following the calamity, Badabing founded NBM, an organisation that funds various projects and covertly assists those in need. Badabing is always battling to keep the organisation one step ahead of his uncle and to preserve his gruff persona so that he does not get too caught up in Ul'dah's shady business dealings. The main operation of NBM is their deli, which provides a variety of lunch and snack options, located in the Goblet residential zone. Originally planned for the NBM hideaway, Badabing's culinary adventures grew as he travelled to other places, ultimately inspiring him to pursue his love of cooking. Badabing often tries out different lunch ideas or makes easy meals for travellers on the road with his limited spare time. Badabing appears cold and distant, but he is incredibly devoted to his friends and close family members. "Playing the game of Ul'dah is an exhausting one"

✶Barm Brack

My sweet, good Elezen gal

Barm was born in Ishgard, but was soon taken in by her aunt Eliviane in Gridania after the death of her mother. Growing up, she found it hard to make friends. Eliviane was notorious for speaking her mind, causing discourse in the city, and challenging the Gridanian policies. Because of this, most of the parents warned their children away from their family. For the majority of her childhood, Barm spent her time wandering through Central Shroud, climbing trees, people watching, and convincing herself she could talk to animals.

Barm often watched hunters and The God's Quivers go about their daily tasks from high atop the trees. One day, hanging around the bannock, she spotted a bow and arrow lying beside a tent. Although she was nervous about being caught, Barm convinced herself she could borrow the weapon and put it right back. Surely, no one could be angry?

With some luck, she had successfully grabbed the bow, made off to one of the few secluded spots she preferred in bentbrach meadows, and began attempting to recreate the perfect archer posture. Unbeknownst to her, an Anole was hurtling towards her. It snapped a twig in the bush, the sharp sound causing her to leap and quickly turn around. She inadvertently released the bow, sending the arrow straight into the Anole's head.

Before Barm could even react, two figures appeared in the same direction as the creature. Two members of The God's Quivers, both smiling in astonishment at the young Elezen's aim. Barm was feeling too guilty about stealing the bow to even understand why they had ushered her back to the city. She had assumed it was to be punished for her crime. It was not until she had glanced up at the familiar sign that she recognised they had taken her to the archer's guild.

From that moment on, Barm was recruited into the guild and told only one person about what really happened that day, her first friend.

(I do have more to add to each character, but I hope it gives enough of a sample of what they are like ^^' )

[sealrock]

2/3 of the 'dream team' as I dubbed them, achille's friends back in the shroud during the early days of 1.0: nilo'ya zhwan & nel dubois

as of now they're still in the shroud as adults (the pics are of their teen selves), but they write to achille as often as chiron does, and they consider ul'dah as the 'big city' compared to the small, backwater village of boughbury

random facts under the cut:

nilo'ya—

was originally born in the west shroud. youngest child of ten children (seven brothers, two sisters). as his name suggests, he was the eighth son

his siblings were all older than him and by the time he got old enough to remember them, most were out of the family home as adults

a few of his brothers got involved with poaching, but the others went on to be wood wailers and quivermen in gridania. nilo'ya heard from them rarely as he grew up

his father was hardly around. his mother passed when he was a child, but before she died she sent nilo'ya to be raised by his grandparents in the south shroud

being the baby of the family, nilo'ya felt left behind by his older siblings and secretly held grudges against them for not being with him when their mother passed. he started acting out as a teen but mellowed with age

he had dreams of being an airship pilot as a kid from watching the ixal, but was discouraged from his passion by his family

when the calamity struck, the entire west shroud was destroyed. his brothers who stayed behind as poachers likely perished in the destruction

he eventually became his grandparents' caretakers as a teen when they became too old and sick to look after him. nilo'ya would wander around the shroud and stir up trouble in his free time. he was often the target of xenophobic bullying from the other teens in the area

nel and nilo'ya became friends as children when he moved into the village. a few years after that, nilo'ya was the first person to approach achille. achille didn't like him at first, but nilo'ya was persistent and it's how achille joined his little group with nel

as of now in the present, nilo'ya works in the mun-tuy cellars, but he continued to dream about flying an airship. he wishes to visit achille in ul'dah once he saves up enough money to make the trip

nel—

middle child of three sisters, she lived underground with her family in a more inhabited part of the gelmorra ruins nearby boughbury. her family, one of the few hundred duskwights still residing inside the caves, strived to restore their homeland as their ancestors wished

nel got her first taste of the outside world when she snuck above ground as a little girl. it would become part of her routine to explore the forest, against her parents' wishes, so they forbade her to talk to 'the outsiders'

she met nilo'ya by chance as a child. having never seen a miqo'te before, and vice versa for nilo'ya, he became her first friend despite being an outsider

the other kids, and some of the adults, in the area treated her with scorn and bigotry. she wasn't allowed to enter the village as a result

one night above ground, a thirteen-year-old nel was seriously burned and disfigured in an event that her family deemed intentional by the outsiders. nel wouldn't discuss how she got her burns, but the nerves in her fingers and arms were damaged to the point of numbness

after the incident, nel didn't wander too far from home and tried to avoid other people besides nilo'ya, and eventually achille

she would teasingly, if not affectionately, call achille 'smalls' or 'baby ears' because of his halfling ancestry and otherwise short stature. she and achille would butt heads the most, but achille would fight anyone who disrespected her

her nickname for nilo'ya is 'moggie'

she was originally the one to craft the trio's friendship bracelets

now as an adult, nel continues to live underground, but she always looks forward to hearing from achille and his tales about life up above

[umbralastra]

Looking for RP Contacts on NA: Tanvi Arya

Hey! Thanks for looking at this! I haven't posted one of these on here before, so I'm not really sure how this'll go, but I'm looking for roleplaying contacts!

Specifically I'm looking for pre-established relationships from Tanvi's childhood in Thavnair, old friends, relatives, maybe a past relationship, or something more current like co-workers at the Ul'dahn Alchemist Guild or botanists that Tanvi would contract for specific ingredients. I'm not looking for current love interests, but if the characters have chemistry, maybe! If you're interested, shoot me a message on here and we can talk through specifics!

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 23

Race: Au'ra (Raen)

History:

Tanvi doesn't remember much about her birth parents. She only knows bits and pieces, the brightness of their smiles, their love of dance, her mother's perfume, but little else. She was adopted by Ishaan Arya, a member of the Radiant Host, and and Honored Willow, an alchemist at the Great Work and their daughter, Aditi Arya. When Tanvi grew older, in an attempt to prove herself as an alchemist, she journeyed to Ul'dah to join the Alchemist's Guild and continue to improve her craft.

Hooks:

Alchemist: Tanvi is a practicing alchemist. While not a very skilled magical healer, she often has tonics and potions to help manage symptoms and various ailments and works at the Alchemist's Guild in Ul'dah during the day. Perhaps you work with her or have commissioned her in the past. Maybe you're a botanist she contracted for rare ingredients.

Student in Old Sharlayan: She is currently studying Alchemy in Old Sharlayan. Perhaps you've seen her around there, nose buried in a book or participating in a study group.

Fight Arena waitress: Responsible for serving and seating guests, Tanvi sees a lot of faces and has begun to learn the names of up and coming gladiators. If you are such a fighter, perhaps she might know of you.

Novel (especially romance novel) enthusiast: Tanvi is in love with love, a hopeless romantic to her core. If you write romance novels (or write anything at all) there's a high likelihood that she will know of you and/or your work.

Inquisitive: She is always interested in learning something new. If she hears that you're an expert in your field, she'll likely want to know more

Thavnairian: Tanvi was born in Yedlihmad. Perhaps you're a figure from her childhood, friend or otherwise.

[the-dancing-coeurl]

Mayqo'te- Clan

E'venna and her family never grew up with the E Tribe apart from her mother, E'shaya. Wanting more from her life, E'shaya ran away as a teenager and found herself working for and eventually falling in love with a Miqo'te merchant trying to make a name for himself in Ul'dah: N'zekiel Tia. While never officially wed, the two did have several children together before N'zekiel tragically was captured by Amalj'aa and tempered by the Primal Ifrit before the birth of the triplets. E'venna and her four younger siblings always very close and fiercely protective of one another. Mayqo'te prompt list I'm following can be found here

From left to right, the family is as follows:

E'talia Zekiel (16)- The "oldest" of the three triplets and the most abrasive. With the family still struggling on occasion to make ends meet, her self imposed guilt over her family's living situation has turned her outlook on life to be bitter. She constantly is trying to join the Brass Blades to try and "take care of herself" but is always stopped by someone else in the family.

E'shaya Vant (48)- The widowed mother of the five, working as a waitress in the Quicksands of Ul'dah. Calm and warm to everyone around her, she is quite a popular member of the establishment's staff. She works long hours and while she will say otherwise, she is beyond grateful for the help E'bana and E'venna put in to helping give Talia, Kalia, and Nalia better lives.

E'kalia Zekiel (16)- The "second" of the triplets. Smart, quiet, and polite, compared to her sisters Kalia is much more introverted, preferring the company of a book more than a person. The fastest to learn how to read and fascinated by the sciences she had read, she is currently apprenticing in the Alchemist's Guild.

E'nalia Zekiel (16)- The "youngest" of the triplet sisters and the most outgoing. Nalia is friendly, excitable, and hates being told no. She is currently just drifting through life in between her education courses the family is paying her and the other two to attend, but currently she has dreams of becoming an explorer of the ruins dotting Thanalan.

E'bana Tia (22)- The only boy amongst the children, and according to E'shaya the most like his late father. Meek and soft spoken, he was always a timid boy. But, when his father died he took to trying to be more assertive and a positive role model to his new younger siblings. Currently he is employed by the Miner's Guild and takes any opportunity he can get for more work experience and better pay, even if it keeps him away from his family for longer periods of time.

E'venna Zekiel (25)- The eldest sibling and the one the other four all look up to. A very responsible and unwaveringly optimistic young woman, Venna tries her absolute hardest to see the good in everything in her life. While she did push herself to become more mature for her siblings' sake she never forced herself to "grow up" any faster. Wide eyed and loving life, she is currently a competitor in Ul'dah's gladiator fights, being popular enough to earn the ring name "The Dancing Coeurl" by her small but devoted fanbase. Her family all collectively wish she would stop risking her body in these fights but beyond the pay, deep down Venna loves the adrenaline rush that these matches give her.

[feathersage]

Rivi Feathersage

B A S I C S

Name: Rivienne Steele, but goes by Rivi. Named Feathersage because of her exceptional skill and knowledge with chocobos.

Nicknames: none

Age: Late 20s/Early 30s

Nameday: 14th Sun of the 4th Umrbal Moon

Race: Highlander Hyur

Gender: Female

Orientation: Pansexual

Profession: Adventurer, Weaver, Chocobo Husbandry

P H Y S I C A L     A S P E C  T S

Hair: Long thick, perfectly straight red hair. Typically worn in a Gyr Abanian Plait, but sometimes let down completely when she is relaxing.

Eyes: Blue

Skin: White but lightly tanned. Prominent red facial blotchiness.

Tattoos/scars: Typical Highlander face tattoo

F A M I L Y

Parents: Rivi's father was a weaver in Ala Ghiri when the Garlean Empire invaded. He got Rivi smuggled to Ul'dah by a business associate when she was 10 years old. She has not seen or heard from him since.

Rivi's mother was absent throughout her childhood.

Siblings: None

Grandparents: Unknown

In-laws and Other: Polyamorous but chronically single. Flings in the past with Moenbryda Wilfsunnwyn and Raubahn Aldynn. Has a platonic adventuring companion in Simomo Simo @simomo-the-smol

Rivi and Redolent Rose grew up together in Ul'dah , and she considers him a very close friend.

Pets: Rivi owns 26 thoroughbred racing chocobos, as well as a flock of 20 wild chocobos. Her riding chocobo, Xiaoyu, is her closest companion and is almost constantly by her side.

Xiaoyu is a millioncorn yellow Rouncey chocobo that Rivi has taught to fight and cast healing magic. His favourite food is sylkis buds, and he's very noisy and sassy.

S K I L L S

Abilities: Rivi has mastered White Magic, and is a monk of the Fist of Rhalgr. On her adventures she is partial to teaching the Fist of Rhalgr style to any who are committed to learn it.

Hobbies: Swimming, and fashion. Particularly making her own clothes.

Rivi is also obsessed with chocobos and has been since childhood.

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Rivi hates injustice, and will enthusiastically lend her strength to those who need it.

Most Negative Trait: Rivi struggles to form close relationships since the death of Moenbryda, and tends to run from people she gets too close to.

L I K E S

Colors: Dalamud Red

Smells: Chocobo, nice bath salts

Textures: Leather

Drinks: Anything cold

O T H E R    D E T A I L S

Smokes: No

Drinks: Hard spirits mixed with fruit juices

Drugs: None

Mount Issuance: Xiaoyu, as above

Been Arrested: No, but narrowly escaped arrest as a child in Ala Ghiri

Tagged by: @sundered-souls Thanks for tagging me, I really enjoyed the opportunity to rotate my blorbo in my mind Tagging @simomo-the-smol @meatball-headache @lizzy-frizzle @mages-ballad @damian-elero @jefarawol @ofscorchedearth @wayward-hatchling @xhiel @uldahstreetrat @alannah-corvaine @arasnealashandr

[azems-familiar]

okay, okay, under the cut: a loose conglomeration of lore about my Warrior of Light. aka my best attempt at summarizing the key emotional beats of five expansions, which is not a summary at all, and also giving a brief overview of my Azem

Warrior of Light

(art by outheros)

(art by mythlorn)

Name: Lelesu Lesu

Age: 27 during Endwalker, 22 at the start of ARR

Pronouns: she/her

Classes: red mage, sage (dabbled in marauder and white mage before drifting away from them for various reasons)

Relationships: Haurchefant (briefly), Aymeric; queerplatonic with Emet-Selch and Hythlodaeus

some lore about her:

Lelesu was born in Ul'dah and grew up as part of the wealthy merchant-noble class that makes up its high society. She absolutely despised the neat box of a life her parents tried to keep her in, and ended up sort-of running away from home to join the Adventurers' Guild in Limsa Lominsa, cutting all ties with her blood family and picking up adventuring and an axe to strike out on her own, in search of the freedom to define her own life. She joins up with the Scions willingly, happy to help make a difference, especially when it becomes obvious that she's one of a handful of people capable of facing primals, but it doesn't become really personal until the massacre at the Waking Sands, where she loses most of the first people she genuinely called friends.

She gets pretty close with Haurchefant while they're in Coerthas the first time, and in the aftermath of becoming the Warrior of Light she treasures that connection because it's one of the few places she doesn't feel like she has to be the responsible, duty-bound Hero version of herself the WoL is. Even with, maybe especially with tbh, the other Scions there's that sort of distance between them, because they're her friends and her coworkers but they also expect the same sort of miracles out of her as the rest of Eorzea, through no fault of their own.

She's actually furious with Midgardsormr when he removes the blessing of Light. Has no interest in proving herself to him at first, because she blames him for Nabriales breaching the Rising Stones, which of course led to Moenbryda's death. Eventually the blame shifts to herself instead - she feels like if she'd been stronger, she wouldn't have lost the blessing to begin with. This is a theme that comes back during Heavensward, too - she was a white mage before she picked up red mage, and so when Haurchefant (who she was very much in love with) throws himself in front of that spear for her, she's the one who tries to heal him, and she fails. In some ways, she blames the loss of the blessing of Light and her own weakness for his death. If she'd just been stronger, been a better Warrior of Light, etc, then he wouldn't have died. And he should've known better than to try to protect her, Hydaelyn wouldn't have let her die. Etc.

For a while here she completely stops using white magic entirely, which is a problem - red mage is all about balance, using white and black magic equally, and without drawing on both kinds of power you can't perform certain abilities, plus it has a whole mechanic where the further off-balance you get the harder it is to cast in the opposite direction and fix yourself. So she's off-balance in her aether, and that makes her even more reckless and emotionally off-balance, and she's struggling to grieve and sort of stuck living in the moment of Haurchefant's death, which makes her quest against Thordan a kind of revenge quest. She isn't really able to start learning to move forward again and recovering from that loss until she spends a bunch of time helping Aymeric build the new peace in Ishgard and teach the people to move on from their broken past, and that slowly leads her to work through her pain and trauma over the months.

Stormblood is...not really very much in the way of character development, but it is where she kisses Aymeric for the first time, just before she leaves to go to Doma, so it gets an honorable mention.

On the other hand a lot of insanity happens in Shadowbringers. She gets a nice new facial scar courtesy of Elidibus-as-Zenos when G'raha summons her out of her body during that fight (Aymeric is Deeply Freaked Out). Once she's in the First, she's dealing with a whole lot of confusing emotions and instincts related to Emet-Selch - her first impression when they properly meet is both that it hurts to look at him, for some inexplicable reason, and also wariness, the kind you'd have for a rabid animal, because there's just something so Wrong to her about the way he acts. This goes along nicely with the instinct she has to trust him that also makes no sense, so she's running around trying to save two worlds from the same calamity while dealing with the most confusing emotional state ever. This doesn't get much better when she gives in and starts spending time asking him questions and just talking to him, in a way the rest of the Scions won't do, because he feels familiar to her, like she should recognize him but can't.

This gets a thousand times worse when she drags her shattering soul down to Amaurot-beneath-the-sea to rescue G'raha, feeling like an absolute failure of a Warrior of Darkness the whole time. Amaurot itself feels incredibly familiar to her and also makes her want to cry because of the immense feelings of loss it evokes, she's already attuned to the aetheryte in the depths (I do not care if this is lore-appropriate or not it's fun), she feels like she knows Hythlodaeus, by the time they confront Emet-Selch again she's half-demanding half-begging him for answers he won't give because he's deep in denial and also wants her to remember him herself. She breaks down crying when she's forced to kill him in the end and doesn't know why.

Endwalker is just....A Fucking Mess. She's so done with Zenos's shit, her duty keeps weighing her down, everything is horrible. The body-swap bit really messes with her for a while and it takes time to recover from. Plus the whole thing with Zodiark - she didn't want to kill Zodiark, just weaken Him so the Watcher could bind Him again. She didn't want to permanently kill all those souls! She recovers bits and pieces of memories whenever she uses Azem's crystal to summon people, enough to be able to tell Emet-Selch, Hythlodaeus, and Venat that she is a reincarnation of Azem, but she doesn't regain her memories in full until Ultima Thule, when she summons Emet-Selch and Hythlodaeus to help her against Meteion at the end. With those memories regained she's able to convince the two of them to stay with her and give the future a try; moving on is something none of them knew how to do before but she's had to learn to live through grief and come to terms with it anyway and she wants desperately to show them both how as well.

She considers Ishgard her home, and the Fortemps family as her chosen family - she's actually sworn brotherhood with Artoirel. And she considers herself Azem still, in the terms of Azem is a duty to the people that she has believed in basically since she became the Warrior of Light, and she won't let go of it.

In the final fight with Zenos at Ultima Thule, she very nearly dies, and he breaks her glasses against her face, severely injuring her right eye, among other things. Though she doesn't lose the eye it ends up solid white from scar tissue and she's completely blind in it - but she does end up learning how to see the aether through that eye alone.

Azem

(art by mythlorn)

Name: Seleukos

Class: black mage, has training with a sword thanks to Venat

Pronouns: they/them

Age: ohhh man idk probably somewhere around a century by the Sundering? don't ask

Relationships: queerplatonic triad with Hythlodaeus and Emet-Selch

if i get into my lore about them we'll be here all day so just read this fic I wrote full of the important flashbacks and whatnot instead

i also have a very fleshed-out AU where Lelesu is the WoL alongside @sunderedazem's Corrain, but this post will turn monstrous if i go into ANY details about that. so just know it exists and we'll both answer asks about it. lol

[chainsofaether]

tiptoe - for the random word generator prompt :)

Nyxathe so rarely got to see snow anymore. Ever since mother had died and she'd come to live with the Voss family in Ul'dah. For years she hadn't seen it, instead spending all her time learning and sneaking out to practice. Learn to socialize again, rather then brood in her room.

Eventually she grew older. Taller. Fact she grew over the height of her adopted family rather quickly once she hit her spurt. Plus the with the ears that were rather long even among Viera she found she was bumping in to the chandelier regularly.

Still this new inconvenience came with a benefit. Taller, older. Maybe just old enough to go with her 'new' father on his trips. Often to Limsa, she loved every trip on the boat. The salt spray in her face and her hair whipping back in the wind.

This time though to Gridania. That primordial forest. It certainly pulled memories from before she truly remember. A forest. a mountain. But unlike that place that was home this one was more hostile. Rules. Rules. Rules.

Years later she'd avoid the place as much as she could. Till after the Calamity at least. But for now, for today, she'd enjoy the forest and it's wonders. The snow it brought in particular.

The early morning, the sun not up yet. That chill hanging in the air, the only thing keeping her breath from showing the fire going all night. Still lightly tended by one of the house keepers. Said keeper was likely in the kitchen preparing for breakfast. So Nyx had to sneak.

When she first grew sneaking was hard. Her longer legs made it awkward. She bumped in to this constantly. But a few years or change and the same time to get used to it let her much more capable. She had experience sneaking after all.

Tiptoeing down the hall as quiet as she could. Walking really only on the balls of her feet, something she found more comfortable then one might expect.

If her father caught her there would be questions. Worries. Honestly she just wanted to see the snow. But for some reason she feels a bit of shame at that. Nothing she's willing to long to spend time on at the moment.

She froze a moment at hear movement. Her long ears twitching to hone in on the sound. Just the keeper doing morning chores moving about the kitchen.

She waited a longer moment to make sure, then started moving toward the back door of the building they were staying in. The door creaked slightly, probably from the chill, but she opened it quietly but quickly so no one would have time to even look before it was closed again. A figment of their imagination, if they even bothered to look.

SNOW!

Her bare feet sunk in the white power a chill spreading up her body in an instant. Perhaps she should have dressed more warmly but still it didn't seem to bother her. Instead she sprung forward, half diving in to the increasing pile of snow.

Later she'd get a mouthful from her father about the danger of being alone. Though honestly he wasn't that upset, he understood even if Nyxathe wouldn't explain it to him. He knew that some part of her still sung for the forests of her birth, those snow covered mountains. He had no idea if she'd ever be able to go back, if she'd want to. Neither did she. But for now he'd see if he could makes a bit of time in the snow with his daughter just to soothe her longing for a place she barely remembered.

((Just a little drabble about some moment from her past. Tiptoe made me think of sneaking first. Lots of sneaking in her life. I had a couple ideas with other means but this one appeals most. I hadn't written much about the Voss family, figure this was a good place to poke at it.

Thanks Sea for the ask! I'll get to the other one I have in a short bit I got from Angel, but I've I'd been thinking doing one about body horror. It trying to take over my mind. Explore in more detail what would happen with Nyx. Given that one will be covered in trigger warnings since it's going to be a lot worse then that last one I did I think. Anyway, more soon.))