#ffxiv backstory

[ghoulliojr]

Meet Ghoullio Junior! I figure if I'm going to be live-blogging my new game+ playthrough it'd be good to a do a little intro for my beloved bun. Get ready for lore

Ghoullio was raised with the name Havi in a village not far from the edge of the forests of Othard, where the trees started to thin. As such, his village and the Viera in it were among the first line of defense when it came to protecting the forests. They took this responsibility very seriously, in their words they defended not just their own people but all living things in the forest from the dangers of the outside world. All boys brought to the village were trained to be soldiers from the time they could hold a spear.

Havi was not a fighter. Not yet. He was a sensitive boy, often caught reading when he was meant to be training, or hiding away crying after (badly) losing a spar. The men of his village thought he was weak and uncommitted, and he came to be shunned by them. He was alone, without anyone to call a friend, until he was in his teens. Until he met Dora.

Theodora was from a village not far from Havi's. She was a year or two older than Havi, and she was an outcast, too. She told Havi that she had tried to leave her village and become a City Viera. But on her own, she was helpless. She was forced to return, bloodied and starving, to her village and beg to be taken back. She doubts they would've agreed, but Dora's healing abilities made her valuable. They took her back, but ever since they've treated her with barely-veiled hatred in every interaction.

Havi and Dora, both desperate for a place to belong, quickly became like brother and sister to each other. Over the years, Havi would go to the edge of the village and hang out with Dora, and eventually they started going out and exploring the forest together. Dora taught Havi some basic healing magic, and Havi taught Dora what he had managed to pick up in martial training. Dora often joked about running away again, but having a *real* go at it this time, since there were two of them now. Havi would laugh, but every time she said it, it felt less like a joke.

#okay this is ending up a bit beefier than i thought #so i'm gonna do multiple parts #welcome to ghoullore!! i hope you love my bunny as much as i do #ive put a lot of thought into his backstory #maybe too much #so get ready for several more parts lmao #whole arcs and important OC characters we aren't even close to yet #oh btw each of the panels in the picture is him in each expansion!!! #indiposting #ffxiv #ghoullore #wol oc #ffxiv wol #ffxiv warrior of light #ffxiv wol backstory #wol backstory #oc lore #ffxiv backstory #character lore #ffxiv viera #ffxiv male viera #male viera

[scrollsfromarebornrealm]

the last princess (7)

“There’s practically nothing on the Warrior of Light’s life before she became a Scion!”  The comment caught Mathye’s attention as he strode towards one of the Studium’s doorways.  “I don’t know what I’m going to do.  Professor Albright of all things was the one who issued this assignment!”

What the...  Mathye let his footsteps slow as he passed the speaker in question.  A pink-haired hyur was addressing two other students, all three carrying heavy tomes. 

<Did she just say...?>  Hrist hissed.

“You’re not the only one researching the Scions and the Warrior of Light, perhaps the appropriate books have been checked out?”  The lalafell ventured.  “Maybe you could ask Professor Seves--I mean Albright for an extension so you can get your hands on the materials you need?”  Mathye’s eyes widened, but he made himself keep walking towards the doorway.

“Hrist, give me a hand here?”  He muttered beneath his breath, calling up the words for a incarnation in his head as he pushed against the carved wood.  In response he could feel Hrist offering a small surge of power, applying dragonaether to the intent, adding her own considerable strength and will.  The medic’s form started to blur briefly--and then faded completely from visible sight.  G’raha’s purloined invisibility spell--but now with a draconic flavor, as Mathye could rely on his inner dragon to attune the spell to the ambient aether around them--ensuring they wouldn’t be detected.  Spell in place, Mathye slipped through the other set of doors and back over to the trio, standing behind the pillar.

“It’s not just me!  There are others as well--they’re doing their own researches or just want to educate themselves.  There’s plenty of information on the Scions, and while it’s a bit iffy on the Warrior’s battle-companions, there’s absolutely nothing at all about her childhood or even life before she came to Eorzea.  It’s like she came out of thin air!”

“That can’t be possible!”  The miqo’te exclaimed, her tail twitching. 

“Nobody can just come out of thin air, it makes no sense!  You need to have parents or at least guardians...”  The lalafell huffed, adjusting his weight to better grip the book he was holding tucked under one arm.

“Why is Professor Albright giving an assignment on the Scions of the Seventh Dawn anyway?”  The miqo’te asked.

“He wants us to come up with counter-arguments for some of their policies.  I thought it would be a good idea to research the Warrior of Light’s origins and offer up a paper on how that possibly has influenced her actions but...”  The pink-haired hyur gestured.  Mathye’s eyes narrowed.

Since when the hell is Sevestre suddenly willing to use us as the focus of school assignments?  He thought.

<I think the question would be, since when is he suddenly interested in Riven’s origins?>  Hrist countered, Mathye could feel the tip of her tail twitching against the small of his back, ghost-like. 

You think he’s digging for information on Riven?

<As the pink one said, it’s possible to learn about the other Scions, and while difficult, it is also possible to learn about you and the others.  And you know full well the reason why Riven has never said anything about her past.>

“She can’t remember.”  Mathye murmured lowly.  As the group’s healer, Riven’s...’amnesia’, if he could even call it that, was intimate knowledge.  The brunette had very hazy memories of her childhood, and was unable to recall a large portion of her teenage years.  In fact when pressed on it, Riven would become anxious.  The memory loss, combined with the scars of older injuries he’d first picked up on during a healing session, had made Mathye draw the conclusion that Riven had experienced some form of trauma during her formative years.  Riven herself had expressed no desire to try and research her past, seemingly at peace to leave it alone and embrace her present. 

Maybe he’s trying to find a way to be an even bigger pain in the arse.  Gods only scandal-digging was a thing in Ishgard. 

<If he cannot learn anything, he will probably give up soon enough.>  Hrist murmured.  <Still, this does bear watching.>

On that we agree.

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the last princess [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6]

#ffxiv #ffxiv backstory #the forbidden tools #wol riven #life after the Final Days #Mathye Bishop #in which Grump enters the scene #old sharlayan #if you poke around there are some people trying to get all the information they can on the scions #and someone in the library even says the book requests on the scions and the circle of knowing have been almost nonstop

[finalfantabeexiv]

Hiii! Welcome to my FFXIV blog! You probably don't want to be here unless you're finished with the MSQ, spoilers ahead!

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My WOLs!

Bee Florentine ((FaeRP)) 🌸 Seraph

Alexandros Pendragon ((PPD)) 🌸 Ultros

Strawberry Milk ((Star)) 🌸 Sagittarius

Asmodeus Cyrus ((FaeRP)) 🌸 Seraph

Character backgrounds below the cut if you're here from my search info!

Bee Florentine, a cold, cocky and calculating trades-and-businesswoman with a secret loanshark operation hiding under the guise of a calm and elegant philanthropist beauty. She was adopted into a family from the silent Qestir tribe and grew up on the steppe with her two siblings, Amastar and Aoi. She's a little bit arrogant, Bee did enough talking for the three of them and often got into bouts with children from the other clans due to her short fuse.

A few years down the line, Bee's family hopped on a ship headed for Limsa Lominsa where she spent her days working in the stalls selling things she had gathered and crafted and acting as a mercenary for adventuring parties providing her skills to anyone who paid well enough. She was earning a living, sure. In fact, the wealth she had acquired wasn't anything to laugh at, but she wanted to grow her business even more. Saying goodbye to her family, she got on the next boat destined for Ul'Dah.

Upon her arrival, she realised the reality of Ul'Dah wasn't the glittering city of commerce and riches she had heard about from the passersbys in the Lominsan markets. Bee immediately saw the refugees outside the city walls and once she was inside, the down on their luck debtees and workers breaking their backs for a measly amount of gil.

Any other person would have been struck with inspiration to help these pour souls and improve their living conditions, but instead Bee saw an opportunity instead. After establishing her shop like she did back in Limsa, she approached a few Ala Mhigan refugees and people imprisoned for petty crimes, promising food and shelter in turn for their work. Soon, she was well known for her philanthropy.

The accommodation she had provided for her workers was cramped and small and the food she provided was only what her business partners would have thrown out at the end of the day anyway. However, she used her 'generosity' as an excuse to pay her workers measly wages to ensure she wouldn't operate on a loss. Not that they would argue with her anyway, and even if they did, she would remind them that without her they would be wasting away in the slums or locked up behind bars.

Eventually, she started lending large amounts of money with exorbitant and multiplicative rates to anyone desperate enough to accept, casting a tracking mark on them to ensure they don't run off without paying her every month.

Despite her cold nature, she has a soft spot for her family, often insisting to pay for them without ever expecting the money to find its way back to her. When they ask where she gets all her money from, she just smiles and tells them that she's just manning her stalls as usual.

While usually prone to taking advantage of poor souls, she has a genuine admiration for other savvy businesspeople, often investing in their businesses and making them a part of the Florentine Conglomerate name, such as her assistant and protégé Royal Blue, and the Dionysus Winery.

Alexandros Pendragon, a softhearted dumbass who came to Eorzea after realising that forest life isn't for him. He hasn't gotten the grip of speaking Eorzean so he tends to sound a bit silly when he talks. Obsessed with the tales of heroes and Ishgardian gentlemen he had read in his forest while slacking off on his job, he left his home to learn from the best and become the ultimate 'gentlestman'!

Before being sent off into the forest, he was attached to the hip with his fraternal twin sister Kaia. He followed her everywhere and refused to listen to the village elders when they told him he would soon be separated from her. Of course, as Viera society goes, he was left to go into the forest alone. He spent his next few years surviving until he found a path leading to outside civilisation. He would sneak out into the nearby villages after sunset and party with the locals. Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, they welcomed him with open arms and invited him to dance and drink. Due to the Vieran men being left mostly to their own devices, nobody knew about his little excursions save for Kaia, who would sneak out of the village herself to meet up with him.

He eventually happened upon an Eorzean travelling bookseller during one of his village visits. Alexandros had never seen a book before and was curious, pointing and tilting his head. Much to his dismay, the contents of the seller's wares didn't make much sense to him. Seeing his disappointment, the bookseller took out a children's picture book telling the tale of a gentleman knight on a noble quest to slay a dragon. He was immediately enthralled by the story and made it his life's goal to one day be like the hero he saw in the pictures.

A few years had passed and Alexandros had completely forgotten about his duty to his home, so when Kaia told him that she was planning on running away from the village to live in Eorzea, he jumped at the opportunity to go with her, after all, that was where Ishgard was!

These days, he can be found wandering around Eorzea and helping anyone he comes across in his journey to be the next storybook hero.

Asmodeus Cyrus owns one of the most respected and successful wineries in Eorzea, supported by the one and only Florentine Conglomerate. That, combined with his brazenly flirtatious personality has earned him quite the reputation over his years.

His rich Ishgardian parents allowed him to live his days as lavishly as he chose to. Everything in the world was his, so long as he wished it leaving him spoiled, proud and arrogant. Asmodeus's parents' wealth afforded him the finest tutors, causing him to be proficient in many trades from archery, academics and the musical arts just to name a few. His strongest talent, however, came from his father's own tutilage.

Winemaking is a family trade for the Cyruses and his father's was one of the finest with bottles selling for exorbitant amounts of gil. Training under him, Asmodeus quickly learned every one of his techniques and began to brew wine of almost equal quality.

Asmodeus lived a life of sin, flirting with anyone he fancied only to leave them just as quickly for the next person to catch his interest, underground parties with morally questionable individuals committing ethically questionable acts, drugs, drinks and deception were all his ideas of fun. Of course, his careless attitude towards life could only bring disaster. All it took was him mingling with the wrong crowd to get his family accused of heresy.

Ishgard spared no quarter for those they suspected and he only barely escaped with his life while the rest of his family was executed. Left with only his own two hands, his skills and the clothing on his back, he fled to Gridania to make a name for himself once more, taking odd jobs and serving as an escort to earn a living. Living with what had happened wasn't easy though, and he soon found himself relying on alcohol to help him forget his past. Even now, Asmodeus keeps his history out of his mind, focusing on the here and now and doing his best to brush his past under the rug.

It was two years later when he amassed enough money that he re-established his family's legacy as the Dionysus Winery reopened in Gridania for business once again, quickly gaining the reputation it deserved. With a steady stream of income from his ever expanding operation, he can once again go back to his old ways. While not as wild as he was back in Ishgard, Asmodeus still knows how to have fun and enjoys mingling with others, partying and drinking, albeit still a bit too heavily for his chosen family's liking.

[sakiroll]

my wol's family

#i finally thought of a backstory for my wol! #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #lil doodle between comms #my ocs #my art

[wildstar25]

Any ffxiv 1.0 knowledge havers:

Were the ruins of Nym found across La Noscea something that existed on the map back then or were the remnants that we see today something that was uncovered due to the seventh umbral calamity?

#ffxiv #need to know for oc backstory lol

[starryscale-art]

STAR SCALES

#ffxiv #xaela #au ra #miqo'te #seeker of the sun #miqo'ra #art #artists on tumblr #oc #jhai kagon #jai kagon #my url being actual lore relevant to jai's backstory: the lore #(its his nickname in his tribe lmao)

[1driedpersimmon]

Sesame lore and fun facts!!!!

#ff #ffxiv #sesame #tiny Alphinaud tiny Tataru hehe #Peanut #Olive #hehehe #I’m slowly putting together his backstory and story..l. it’s happening everyone…. heh.

[uriangey]

new OC Luna (They/Them) who is a shard of Moenbryda on the First 🥹

Where Uri had lost Moen, Luna had lost what would be Urianger's shard of the First. A little switcheroo of events! :,3

#ffxiv #urianger augurelt #luna (lastname I haven't decide) #gpose #craigoryposting #/had made their design forever ago but hadn't added any backstory to them up until now hehe! #luna uses they/them but both masc and fem nouns are fine to use btw 👍 #every character I touch must have 5 million gender points

[kaitlyn-pink]

ITS DONE

#the artstyle didnt turn out horrendous shes kinda.. #Textwall of her lore if you care <33 #its somewhat readable i think #thats not even all of it #ive thrown her into every game and her backstory is a hot mess as well #i dont think people in the artw fandom know lost ark or ffxiv tho #obey me obviously but #I LOVE HERR #however i did get distracted and doodle a BUNCH #ill post that later though its fineeee... (11:30. i started as soon as i got home (about 3:40?) 😇😇😇 #she's so silly <33 #arcana twilight #arcana twilight summoner #arcana twilight oc

[zylphiacrowley]

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#Final Fantasy XIV #FFXIV #Final Fantasy 14 #FF14 #Feyrn Valen #Viis #Viera #ffxiv wol #ffxiv gpose #not me abusing the hell out of rack focus again :) #poor bby can't sleep well since it's so dark at night in Eorzea #This is one that I have been wanting to do ever since I came up with their backstory. #I'm so sorry for hurting you so much bby #Also why tf is it so hard to find tears facepaints????????? #I found just one and I had to install via textools which I haven't touched in ages. OTL

[fandans]

#ffxiv spoilers #im going to make such a tragic backstory between cherry and hermes. fuck my gay life.

[bottleoflemons]

#ffxiv wol #ffxiv #ff14 #ffxiv oc #ffxiv miqo'te #ffxiv monk #x’rena khosm #hellooooooo here is my wol oc :) i have just completed arr as of a couple days ago and have been waiting for some friends new to the game #to catch up before progressing any more significantly! #i’ve been playing on and off since hw came out but i keep starting new characters so i’m making lore and backstory for this one #in an attempt to stick with her through ew #she’s from the sagolii desert! #separated from her clan as they were passing through #she stayed and they didn’t #because she wandered off too far #she was found a few years later and taken in by master hamon #she fights unarmed for about half the story. and then her friend eik gives her claw caps #then she fights Enhanced Unarmed

[myreia]

FEBHYURARY XI: RAID

Acrid smoke lingers heavily on her tongue. Ash chokes her lungs, searing the insides. Her blue and gold uniform is stained and torn. Aymeric’s scarf—a parting gift, was it that long ago now?—trails in the wind, its tattered hem fluttering pathetically behind her. The raid came quickly, overwhelming them in minutes. She is furious she didn’t see the signs beforehand. And so, battered and bruised, her eye stinging from blood that drips from a forehead wound, she stakes her broken lance into the ground and pushes herself up onto one knee.   The monster—impossible in his strength, his size, his speed, an enigma forged of blood and steel—approaches her from behind. Slow, methodical, each step foretelling her doom. But he is not a monster, not to her. For she knows exactly what man lies beneath that armour and she hoped she would never encounter him on the battlefield. Fool.   She knows exactly what face lurks beneath that helmet. She had the dubious honour of fighting the crown prince many years ago—a test of strength and a battle of wills to prove the worth of her fellow savages. When their contest ended in a draw, he told her the memory of their fight had seared itself on him like a brand. Permanent and eternal. Few managed to make such an impression. Her reward? Sanction for her unit to operate—a unit she would later massacre during her defection. Does he still remember? When he glimpses her unmasked face, what will he see? Eorzea’s champion or the Garlean defector? Both? Neither? She licks her dry lips, tasting salt and iron, and hefts her lance, the first embers of vengeance flickering in her heart. It will not end here. In crimson it began… and in black it will be complete.

#febhyurary #febhyurary 2024 #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #gpose #gposers #ffxiv wol #zenos yae galvus #hyur midlander #half-elezen #stormblood #aureia malathar #oc tag #myreia screenshots #aur's backstory with zenos & garlemald is long and complicated and aggghhhh screaming quietly about it tbh #anyway i am not happy with how this came out but i got tired of fiddling with it #(both the gpose and the writing)

[asleepinawell]

erich: wait does this mean my mother was actually a good person and just corrupted by an evil crystal?

women's wrongs supporters: *loud booing*

laha: no she's always been crazy and evil

athena: correct

everyone: *wild cheering*

#I am so glad they didn't make her sympathetic or give her a tragic backstory #erich son I love you and want the best for you but I also want your mom to be evil sorry #didn't yoship say panda was about family? #very messed up to put it that way lol #ffxivmp #ffxiv #ffxiv spoilers #patch 6.4 #ffxiv 6.4 #6.4 spoilers #ffxiv patch 6.4 spoilers #6.4 #pandaemonium spoilers #she really just brought back her ex and her son just to drag them again smh #girlbossing out to a real bop too #mp

[akirakirxaa]

You know I should be working on my existing projects but instead I'm making another OC. Meet Gwenaëlle, Akira's adoptive mom. I'm working on making something to neatly present her story, but for now, She.

#ffxiv #duskwight #elezen #I haven't thought of a last name for her yet #she goes by Gwen because none of these damn Ishgardians can pronounce her name right #(I subscribe to those Breton coded duskwight headcanons I shared the other day) #yes this also means I've decided on Akira's backstory #beyond calamity-induced amnesia

[sealrock]

they're not normal

#out of context screenie. what's even happening here idk #this is so cursed to me. this shoudln't be happening #but in the time i've been rewriting achille's backstory i imagined a scenario where he went too far back in time and met hector & andi #and uh. stuff happened :] #me: hey paris meet your god-uncle #paris: my whAT- #mygposes. #ffxivsnaps #gposers #ffxiv gpose #ffxiv oc #hyur #garlean