#wol goes by they them

[of-the-eventide]

From the Dusk Mother- Well... I suppose I should thank my actual Mothers in this regard hmm... Ahem. From my Mothers am I blessed to still wear this armor upon my skin.

auraugust 2024 - scales and tails (original)

[ubejamjar]

⚔︎ If you'll be my sword, I'll be your shield ⛉

[tovaicas]

↳ ꜰꜰxɪᴠ — ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ + ᴅʀᴀʜᴍ ᴋᴏʜʀ

ᴅʀᴀʜᴍ ᴋᴏʜʀ (ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴇᴄʜᴏ) ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴅʀᴀᴠᴀɴɪᴀɴ ᴡʏᴠᴇʀɴ ᴏꜰ ɴɪᴅʜᴏɢɢ'ꜱ ʙʀᴏᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴀᴠᴀɴɪᴀɴ ʜᴏʀᴅᴇ, ꜱᴘɪʀɪᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ʙᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀɪᴅᴇʀ ʀᴏᴜᴠᴀꜱᴛʀᴇ ᴅᴇ ʟᴇᴜᴠᴇᴄʜɪᴇʀ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴꜱᴏɴɢ ᴡᴀʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢʟʏ ꜱᴜʙᴊᴜɢᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ᴏꜱᴋʜ ꜱᴛʀᴀʜ, ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴜʀᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏᴏɴ ᴀʙɪʟɪᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴇᴘꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴀɪᴛʜ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ɪɴᴛᴇɢʀᴀʟ ᴀꜱ ᴀɪʀ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴏᴍᴀ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇꜰᴇᴀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪᴍᴀʟ ꜱʜɪɴʀʏᴜ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟᴀ ᴍʜɪɢᴏ, ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ɪᴍᴘᴇʀɪᴀʟ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇꜱᴄᴜᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀɢᴇɴᴛꜱ ʜɪᴇɴ ʀɪᴊɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʟʏꜱᴇ ʜᴇxᴛ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜɪᴍʟʏᴛ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇꜰᴇᴀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪᴍᴀʟ ʟᴜɴᴀʀ ʙᴀʜᴀᴍᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴇʟᴏᴘʜᴇʀᴏɪ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛɪᴀᴍᴀᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀꜱꜱᴀᴜʟᴛ ᴏɴ ᴢᴏʟᴍ'ᴀᴋ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴡ��ꜰᴛ ᴅɪꜱᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴜᴘᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴇʀɪᴀʟ ʀᴇᴄᴏɴɴᴀɪꜱꜱᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴏʀᴢᴇᴀɴ ᴀʟʟɪᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀʀʟᴇᴍᴀʟᴅ ᴏꜰꜰᴇɴꜱɪᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴡɪꜰᴛʟʏ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱᴘᴏʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴇꜱᴛɪɴɪᴇɴ ᴠᴀʀʟɪɴᴇᴀᴜ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴀʟᴅᴇɴᴀʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴀʀʟᴇᴍᴀʟᴅ ʙʏ ᴀɪʀ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴꜰɪʟᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ɢᴀʀʟᴇᴍᴀʟᴅ. ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴀ ᴛʜᴜʟᴇ, ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴍᴇᴛᴀᴍᴏʀᴘʜᴏꜱᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀᴍ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴ ᴇʟᴅᴇʀ ᴡʏᴠᴇʀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴀᴅᴀᴘᴛᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴀɴᴇᴜᴠᴇʀᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟʏ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ᴀ ʀɪᴅᴇʀ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ.

[haunted-xander]

Childe would unironically make a really good Warrior of Light

Like, okay, not only does he get to fight a bunch of ever increasingly powerful enemies (such as several angry deities, an extra powerful combo machine of said deities, dragons almost as old as the star itself, SEVERAL ACTUAL GODS and then some!) but he also gets to team up with a group of (mainly) strong warriors that you KNOW he'd be just dying to spar with (also you can't tell me he wouldn't take one look at the twins and go 'my siblings now').

He's also very loyal, so once he's in with the Scions he is IN ya know? Like he would kill and die for them no questions asked. They're also not really bound by law so he can do whatever he wants and what is the law gonna do? Arrest him? THE Warrior of Light? Don't think so.

(Also if he ever met Zenos all hell would break loose. The entire region is decimated and it's a miracle there even is a region left to begin with. They'd be the best worst rivals in existance and it would be everyones problem)

[wildstar25]

MiqoMarch Day 08 - Fav. (Side) Job

When she's not running around as Ninja or Summoner , Arsay's next choice is the lance. Being bestowed a source of draconic power by Midgardsormr moments before his slumber, and knowing how to channel the powers of Bahamut with dreadwyrm trance, Arsay's power as a Dragoon rivals that of even the former Azure Dragoon. With that said, she'd much rather use her polearm to hunt monsters.

[paintedscales]

Cinnamon gift commission from @blossomblade. Art by our dear friend, linllen!

[necromeowncy]

𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 ✨

Go under the cut for a slightly spicier version:

[hazelkjt]

"Do not seek forgiveness, for it will not ease the burden. It weighs as it should."

Redemption Arc

Redemption Arc- "Your story had a pretty rough start and you did some things you're not proud of, but you made the choice to change. I won't go through how important it is to accept responsibility and keep striving to improve or whatever because you know that already. What I think you should know is that your fuel does not need to be shame. You don’t need to stand over the bathroom sink with your blood in your hands until you can no longer make out your reflection. You will look at your face and you will see the person you used to be, but that person no longer exists. Today, you are looking, and that makes all the difference."

tagged by @iron-sparrow tyty!! It was fun to try and think of a way for this to fit at least one version of Hazel and I think I got it.

Quiz can be found here

aaaand I will tag: @the-white-snake, @sparrowsong-7, @cindernet-explorer, @selnyam, @hinganskies

[sealrock]

so I said a long time ago that I wouldn't revisit the unsundered world and all that because I hit a narrative brick wall with paris' ancient, but that all changed when I made andromache a co-wol, and thus decided that she would be the original azem

enter apollo and dionysus, two sisters who would eventually become andromache and paris in the current timeline and with their own goody bags of lore under the cut:

apollo–

older sister of dionysus, who would become the new azem when her mentor venat retired

she and her sister were orphaned at a young age, and it was during venat's travels that she discovered the little foundlings. against the better judgment of her peers, venat elected to take the children back with her to amaurot to be raised as her proteges

apollo was exceedingly bright as a child, both emotionally and intellectually. she was a prodigy in creation magicks and an excellent fighter

got to knew hades and hyth at an academy for young amaurotines to hone their magicks, but she didn't consider them close friends of hers

once she grew older, she came to meet hyacinthos, hector's unsundered self. apollo fell hard and fast for him, but hyacinthos took a while to realize she had feelings for him

apollo wasn't a stranger to anyone, but she had a one-sided rivalry with hyacinthos' childhood friend thamyris. thamyris also had romantic feelings for hyacinthos, but they were never reciprocated

her relationship with her sister dionysus began to strain once they both became of age. while apollo still cared for her, she never understood why dionysus grew to have such disdain for her

while they were both prime candidates, venat ultimately chose apollo as her successor

azem tended to follow the rules, but she would march to the beat of her own drum, which landed her in hot water most of the time with the older members of the convocation

she and hyacinthos wished to spend the rest of their lives together, but it came to a bloody end when hyacinthos was murdered in a jealous rage by thamyris, who by then became the next halmarut

distraught and overcome with grief, apollo desparately wanted to bring hyacinthos back. but the underworld was a dangerous place for any living being, on top of the laws of amaurot forbidding anyone from bringing back the dead, whether they chose to die or not. hades, the new emet-selch, refused to help her as it would disrupt the natural order of the world

just before the final days tore apart their home, apollo defected from the convocation and went rogue. she ventured into the underworld herself to bring back her beloved, only to be overwhelmed by the current and become unraveled into the aether

before she died, apollo recorded her memories into her soul crystal so that whoever would find it would find a way to save them both. her soul crystal, the original azem crystal, was then lost in the aetherial sea after the world was sundered. it would eventually find its way into the hands of her many reincarnations, including andromache's ancestor, the zodiac brave known as penthesilea

apollo's soul crystal would only resonate with her reincarnation, otherwise it became a family heirloom of the tatlonghari's for the next few centuries until andromache became its owner

now imbued with the memories of her ancient self, andromache gained an obsessive desire to reunite with hector, thus fulfilling apollo's wish to never part from him again

dionysus–

younger sister of apollo, was passed over in favor of apollo to earn the seat of azem

while just as talented as apollo, dionysus could never outdo her sister. for that she was always considered second best

she would try to perform better than apollo in many things, but it was never good enough to dionysus. this would make her relationship with her mentor strained

dionysus was apollo's shadow, and she wasn't keen on making friends as a child

dionysus was the opposite of her sister in terms of personality: where apollo was cordial and lively, dionysus was broody and standoffish

when venat chose apollo to be the new azem, dionysus begged her mentor to reconsider. from then on, dionysus considered apollo her most bitter rival

despite her hatred, apollo looked after dionysus since they were young, and dionysus relied on her older sister. but once she became romantically involved with hyacinthos, dionysus grew jealous of the man for taking away her sister

rejected and dejected, dionysus joined the words of lahabrea to become a keyward of pandemonium. she never took a subtle approach to fighting like her sister, and her level of ferocity made her a prime candidate for being a keyward

during that time, dionysus fell out of contact with her sister and was unaware of her plans to rescue her beloved from the underworld

when the final days came down, dionysus was thrust into her sister's shoes to be the new temporary azem. apollo never returned from her descent into the underworld, and the convocation branded her a traitor

emet-selch, secretly mourning the loss of apollo and guilty over not helping her, created an artificial azem crystal for dionysus to use. it recorded her ascension ceremony, and dionysus imbued her own magicks into the crystal (aka her summoning spell), but it wasn't used for very long. dionysus created her own spell in the vain hope of bringing her sister back, but apollo was dissolved by then

now becoming something she always wanted to be, but ultimately wasn't ready for, dionysus struggled to take on the responsibilities her sister once had. on the opposing side of her mentor, dionysus couldn't perform her duties and ran away from the horrors of the final days

after the world got sundered, dionysus would reincarnate into paris and would become andromache's first child. the two of them repeated the same mistakes as they did when they were whole. paris didn't realize it then, but they inherited dionysus' resentment and inferiority complex when it comes to their mother andromache

[scionshtola]

tbh i do think shtola has a hard job when you go fight titan. she has to get the wol to an aetheryte that they’re not attuned to. and then she has to go get you.

[of-the-eventide]

The succession of seats. Of shards. Of ideals... Of love. The Warrior of Light's soul could be considered heavy and clamorous if it did not give them a measure of peace as it has.

auraugust 2024 - succession

[azems-familiar]

what is going on with PLD that is awful 😰

uh. i don't know how to explain to you this other than to tell you that the questline is so nonsensical and bad that the CHARACTERS literally say "this makes no sense" and "i don't understand this at all" during it

[astralartefact]

Following the PaperTrail to Tural A Paper Menphina Side Quest

In which Paper Menphina helps Not!Marie NieR Reincarnation retrieve her novelty wine glass of doom and destruction while 2 Pictomancers are just happy to be included for once. i don't know how this always happens but i guess i gave paper menphina a canon story now? hey, and maybe i will reveal it one day!!! probably not

i'm probably doing wuk lamat, erenville and [whoever else i liked] after the expansion just in case somebody gets to change out of his work clothes...

[tsunael]

WoL Think Thonkers

#1 Where is your Warrior of Light from? What was their home like growing up and what set them out on their journey?

Tsuna was born sometime in 1545, 7 years before the fall of Doma. Once she was old enough, she often helped her mother in the shop due to her father being away on sea voyages more often than not.

Her mother was kind but strict-- guilty of imparting onto her child the ideals of her people who shunned the outside world, and avoided conflict at all cost. Tsuna grew up on her bedtime stories of the world beneath the waves, and of the Ruby Prince-- a half-Au Ra man who was born without scales. Their village in Yanxia was fond of her mother, and helped her raise her only child.

When Doma fell, and the Court was dissolved, its servants and the surrounding villagers were displaced or taken as conscripts.

Left without a mother, and her father missing, Tsuna was smuggled into Kugane by a family friend where she would be taken in by an Okiya inside the Sanjo Hanamachi as a perceived orphan. For thirteen years she trained as a maiko, and graduated at twenty.

She threw it all away after being asked to entertain a couple of Garlean soldiers from the embassy. Sometime during the evening, she received her first Echo-- flashing back to the day her mother was taken away. The same soldier who broke into their village home was sitting next to her.

She killed him in a crime of passion. The second life she took was self-defense. The crime forced her to flee or face persecution, (not to mention the political implications of a citizen of the neutral facing Kugane committing a crime against the embassy) and so she fled onto the first boat that would take her-- to Eorzea.

[wildstar25]

MiqoMarch Day 27 - Comfort

Tucked away at the farthest end of The Andron was a room larger than the others. Primarily it was intended for storage but, given the circumstances, Krile thought the space would better serve as an apartment of sorts; comfortably shared between three of her dear friends.

Some extra shots of the build for fun!

[nuclearanomaly]

20 – Hamper

wc. 729 | Shadowbringers | verse ft @pocket-cat 's Ulan

Thancred is suspicious, and frustrated by the actions of their fellow Scion. Ninira is frustrated and mostly unable to be bothered. They have bigger things to worry about.

Sorting the miscellaneous screws, washers, bolts and whatever other bits the Eulmorans had clobbered together to assist with the Ladder repairs was far from the most demanding of tasks she had ever been assigned, but for good reason. She had been ordered to leave the reconstruction efforts to the others and for the most part she was willing. Construction and heavy lifting were well outside her wheelhouse, and Y'shtola had snapped at her when she had offered to help reanimate the Golems whenever they arrived. Yet there was only so much relaxing she could handle, especially with Vauthery’s twisted Mt Gulg looming on the horizon. So she did menial work on the days spent at the Ladder’s base, counting supplies, helping with ledgers, or like today, sorting. 

She sat off to the side of the yard, perched on a crate, a box of miscellaneous bits at her side, dropping the pieces of metal into separate buckets at her feet. The mindlessness of it was pleasant in a way, she was helping but she could let her thoughts wander her—a shadow fell over her and she looked up, tipping back the brim of her hat. 

“Need a hand?” Thancred didn’t wait for a reply as he took a seat beside her reaching to pick up a handful of screws and nuts.

Ninira didn’t protest, but also didn’t welcome the gesture. They sat in silence the only sound the clinking of metal as it dropped into the buckets before Thancred eventually spoke up.

“Ulan is off today.”

It wasn’t a question. It was a fact but Ninira answered anyway. “Yes.”

“Using that time to seek him out.”

Ninira withheld a sigh. “And?”

“Does that not bother you, Ninira? Even in the slightest?”

Did it bother her? She no longer knew. It was far from the most pressing of her worries these days. “Does it matter?”

Thancred shifted in his seat. She could tell he was looking at her but she didn’t turn to meet his gaze. “What of the things she tells him during those moments? How much is she sharing? Think of what she could hamper by divulging our plans.”

Ninira scoffed. “What plans? Nothing we’re doing is secret. We’ve made plain our intentions, even if we hadn’t they would be obvious. He’s stated his position as an observer–”

“You believe him?” Thancred sounded insulted.

“He’s not interfered yet.” She finally looked at him. “And he did help save Y’shtola.” She added pointedly. Thancred’s brow furrowed.

“So far I believe him. But–” she added as Thancred opened his mouth to presumably argue that point. “I do not trust him. I think there is a difference.” 

She dropped a screw into one of the buckets. Butitng heads with Thancred like this frustrated her. A few moons prior, back on the Source and she would have identified him as one of the Scions she was most comfortable with. But the First had changed him, changed them all, and Ninira was still working her way through those changes. He was trying through, so Ninira sighed and did her best to try in return.

“I know you’re bothered by Ulan’s actions. You have every right to be. I also know you're just trying to watch our backs and look out for us all. It is appreciated.” 

She looked at him pointedly. “But this isn’t Ryne making a silly choice, uncertain in the world, and needing guidance. Ulan is an adult, her actions and her choices are her own. None of us can make her do anything she doesn’t wish to.” 

Metal clinked on metal as she continued to sort. “I can’t fathom what she seeks out Emet-Selch for, what they possibly could talk about. However, that’s her choice and her business. Until the day comes where her actions cause harm, or she chooses to raise steel against us then I’m not bothered. She can do as she pleases.”

Thancred was quiet for a while, absently watching the few other Scions that were around today as they went about their work at the base of the Ladder. “I will never forgive myself if something happens because I was negligent.” He spoke barely above a whisper.

“It will be fine, Thancred.” She reassured him, pausing in her work to look up at the looming cliffs above. “We just have to stop Vauthry. What could go wrong?”