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estinininininen · 2 months

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azdaja becoming the darling of the meghaduta

azdaja being fussed over by vrtra but turning it around and fussing over him, thirty times her size

azdaja flying around radz-at-han and playing keep-away and ball games with kids

azdaja proud of her big little brother building a peaceful nation

azdaja eating every hannish food it's safe for dragonets to eat and burping literal fire with heartburn

azdaja learning human languages because vrtra did

azdaja getting bored as a recovering taskless spoiled princess and becoming the official palace Banner-Hanger, Bug-Catcher, Chandelier-Lighter, and Duster of High Places

azdaja trying out jewelry on her tail and horns and the next day vrtra and the jeweler's guild burying her in gifts. azdaja wearing as many as she can at official events and barely able to fly

#ffxiv 6.5 spoilers #growing light spoilers #endwalker spoilers #azdaja #vrtra #thavnair #radz-at-han #ffxiv spoilers #first brood #varshahn

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good-grievance · 16 days

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#estinien varlineau #ffxiv estinien #estinien #ffxiv vrtra #vrtra #Radz-at-Han #FFXIV #moonlighting in this fandom still #grief watercolor #this is very mini #7x10 #6.0 spoilers

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asleepinawell · 1 year

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Radz-at-Han

#final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #ffxiv #ffxivedit #gamingedit #myedit #mp #gimme housing here pls #radz-at-han #endwalker

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sbeep · 2 years

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Some pose practice sketches that I decided to turn into FFXIV characters. The poses are based on Ghoomar performers, a dance from Rajasthan- the region of northern of India that served as visual inspiration for Thavnair and its capital Radz-at-Han in the game.

#FFXIV #radz-at-han #*Nelle #sb-art

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vahalia-cress-ffxiv · 6 months

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#hyur #midlander #Thavnair #Radz-at-han #Screenies #Crystal Data Center #Gpose #Gposers #FFXIVsnaps #FFXIVscreenshots

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autumnslance · 7 months

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FFXIV Write 2023 Day 19: Weal

Vrtra looked at his golems, seeming for all the world like two brothers of differing ages sleeping on paired chaise lounges. The elder form was a boon for aiding his friends in combat in places it would be detrimental to show his true self, but for the day’s work, he still preferred the younger form, keeping the combat golem preserved for when it was truly needed.

And so Varshahn opened his eyes and sat up, not even sparing a glance at his greater self as the wyrm curled up, apparently napping, but Vrtra’s remaining eye watched all through his vessel.

The standard round of early morning meetings with ministers was done for the day; that he had taken to doing in his true form, though any individual meetings not done immediately after were better handled by Varshahn. Sometimes, appearing to them as a Raen youth was less intimidating, and they were more willing to honestly speak their minds, particularly when they disagreed with him.

Regrettable and frustrating, but he understood. His true self was rather intimidating to mortals, particularly when the conversations grew heated. Having his ministers’ opposing ideas and counterpoints were too valuable to fret over it.

But today there were no urgent meetings or ruffled feathers to soothe, and so he stepped out into the muggy late morning air and took in a deep breath, the scents of flowers—species of jasmine, geranium, and orchids tended by the gardeners—meeting his artificial nose.

What wonders in themselves, and what a wonder that this form could enjoy them in this way, and up close!

He greeted members of the Radiant Host, and was hailed in return, as he made his way from Meghaduta and into the city. At the hamsa farms, he inquired with the various keepers about the animals’ health, their feed supplies, prices for market and also for foreign trade, spending a good hour inquiring about the birds.

Once satisfied, he ambled over to the silks district. Ruveydah Fibers may have been one of the largest businesses, but it was not the only one, and Varshahn spent two hours speaking to a conglomerate of smaller businesses, sipping amra lassi to put them at ease, and discussing the uptick in trade now that the Final Days were behind them. They celebrated the good fortune of one of their number, who had recently made a lucrative deal with East Aldenard, joking that their comrade would soon be invited to sit with the larger companies.

Varshahn smiled to see how they laughed together, genuinely pleased for their fellow, the tensions of those dark days lifted and now experiencing pleasure in their successes as they rebuilt.

He meandered past the airship port, but had no need to check with the skymaster today, though watching the bustle of activity, of a ship preparing to leave while another arrived, carrying foreign visitors and returning locals, made him hum with joy as he passed through Alzadaal’s Peace.

He paused at his old friend’s memorial, as he often did, leaving a flower and a prayer, the list of names on his lips ever longer, all the past sons and daughters of Alzadaal still sharp pains of loss to his dragon heart. “Our nation thrives,” he whispered to their memories. “The darkness has passed; our people are safe. Thank you, my dear friends, and pray watch over us as we continue to enjoy this gift of life we have been given.”

By yet more dear friends, who even now aided him in his own personal matters—it was turning into a much larger and more dangerous endeavor than expected, but he had hope, finally, where before he had none, and so had only focused on his children and their prosperity.

The fruits of his centuries of labor blossomed around him, a hum of color and light and sweet scents and happy sounds, only requiring nudging here and there to remain on a steady course. And freeing him to pursue his heart’s desire, finally.

As he ambled toward the aetheryte plaza, he was distracted by the sounds of children, shrieking and laughing. He stopped as he always did to watch them. A mixture of Hyur, Auri, and Arkasodara children played a chaotic kickball game of some kind, the participants young enough that the rules constantly shifted and points were arbitrary, each little victory in itself a won game.

One Raen boy kicked hard and the ball went wide. Varshahn leaped to the side and caught it, grinning as the children cheered. Some paused, recognizing him and staring wide-eyed, but one young Hyur girl came running over, her brown hair falling out of her braids.

“Good catch!”

“Thank you,” he said, offering her the ball.

“Do you want to play, too?” she asked, not yet taking it.

“Tuli, that’s the satrap!” One of the Arkasodara children hissed.

“So? He’s played with us before!”

“Indeed, though it has been some time,” Varshahn said. “But since I have no other pressing business today…” he dropped the ball and kicked it into the fray, the children shouting in joy and chasing after.

Which team he was on seemed to shift at their whims, and they were delighted to find him jokingly bemoaning still being the slowest runner in this form—with some confidently saying the alchemists could fix that, leading to a rousing discussion of some things he was certain were not plausible even for alchemy, but he wouldn’t put it past Nidhana and her peers to consider or even attempt if they heard the children’s ideas.

Varshahn was not blind to the difficulties and darker spots of his island, that not all experienced prosperity, or happiness, nor even wished well for others, their pain and selfishness causing strife. Struggle was an inevitable part of life—even he had his share. But the faith and determination of his people despite their troubles filled his ancient heart, reminding him why he continued on this path.

So he played with the children, watching and listening, and learning about them, the future caretakers of his beloved Radz-at-Han, to help and guide them as needed, dreaming of the ways they would continue to work together to keep their home a happy one.

#final fantasy xiv #ffxivwrite2023 #Lyn Writing #Endwalker #Vrtra #Varshahn #Radz-at-Han #Thavnair #look I just love Thavnair and Vrtra they're my new favorites

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mimble-sparklepudding · 1 year

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FFXIV Housing Poll