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rivenroad · 9 months
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Old pictures of Revenant's Toll! I believe they're all from 2.0 except for the last one, which is 2.1.
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orime-stories · 11 months
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Day 7 - Friends
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Aurelle hadn’t had many people she would call close friends. Her shyness had seen to that. And the childhood that had been overshadowed by all the many responsibilities that had first started coiling around her when her affinity for the elements had been noticed and then confirmed.
The responsibilities continued to pile on, but now they were requiring her to go further and further afield, to cross paths with more and more people. Some people who even would go on to become good friends.
Like Inky, who knew the value of levity and silliness and how to draw it out of the people that needed it most. Her antics startling Aurelle out of her anxious introspections and into bursts of laughter that would leave her cheeks hurting and her heart light.
And Helvi, who saw the beauty and joy in everything and made sure that those around her could see it too. A fellow appreciator of romantic tales and recommender of many fine books, who would sweep Aurelle up in her enthusiasm and make it the easiest thing in the world for her to share her own.
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Featuring @risualto's Inky and @sayonaramidnight's Helvi!
For the Junelezen Challenge 2023
Previous Entries: Portrait / Home / Spring / New Adventure / Job / Mount
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autumnslance · 1 year
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Year of OTP - January 2023 - "Whenever I look at you..." (Dual Perspectives)
(Prompt post here. Wolcred, Pre-relationship, ARR Patches, 560 words, 4 images.)
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Whenever I look at you, I see Light and Hope. Not just the cliched metaphors one might be expecting—though I suppose they do apply. When I say “Light” however, I mean that which I saw through another’s perspective, though using my eyes at the time.
I saw the shifting rainbow of colors, every one of Her crystals responding to your call, brighter and brighter until that Shadow was cast out of me.
I wasn’t worthy; I should have died. I had no expectations otherwise, no hope left, save that you would keep the others, keep her, safe in my stead.
But you do naught by halves, my friend.
I know you’re not some fable; you’re a woman, born in Coerthas and raised in Thavnair, the ghosts of both lilting your speech and haunting your expressive eyes, your pensive silences. You steep your tea too long and eat your sweets too fast, pouting when they’re gone. You have good taste in literature—though I must debate some of your analyses. You smell of wildflowers and foreign spice, and the electric scent of arcane energy now follows you—that began after I was taken. That new magic tastes of wintergreen, reminiscent of a cold mountain lake and piney winds; intriguing, given you spent most of your life in a jungle.
I see a colleague who risked too much for me. I see a friend I do not deserve.
I see a woman I greatly admire, while wary that it does not become adulation for my savior. I’ve no desire to place you upon some pedestal.
But I would be humbly grateful to stand within the orbit of your light, as long as you allow.
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Whenever I look at you, I see Light and Hope. Cliched metaphors perhaps, and so many want to apply them to me now, but truthfully, I see it more in my comrades.
Maybe you believe it doesn’t apply to you, trained as you are to be a shadow, to live among them—sometimes while even in plain sight. And yet…
I see your rakish smiles, easing tensions. Your witty quips, lightening a tense mood. That steady shadowing, a safe and familiar presence nearby if needed. I see how you believe in your comrades, encouraging them in your subtle ways. Not to mention how you’re as, if not more, prone to leaping to another’s defense than I am. You call yourself a rogue, or a bard, but you’ve the heart of a knightly defender.
Not that you would accept hearing that. Sometimes I want to shake you when you think I don’t know your boasts are empty, that you’re truly disparaging yourself. I wish you’d be kinder to yourself. That you could recognize what the rest of us have long known.
Maybe someday you’ll figure it out. Perhaps if you and I truly become friends; we share many of the same interests in music and literature—though I swear some of your interpretations are off—and I’ve never had such a comfortable and safe dance partner, either.
Not that I mean to be pushy. I just wish for you to see what I see; a stalwart comrade, a caring friend—a good man.
Your flaws don’t negate that, and I’ll spend as much time in your shadowy orbit for as long as you allow, until perhaps one day you can see your own hopeful light.
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porta-decumana · 1 year
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Vierapril - Day 17: Home
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owltail-art · 8 months
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Day and night
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candlelethe · 1 year
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noodlingway · 2 years
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lavampira · 5 months
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chase your dreams but always know the road that'll lead you home again
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wildstar25 · 9 months
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wolgraha week 2023 - Day 3 : Crystal (pt.3)
Despite the recent disbanding of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, residents of Revenant's Toll might be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of some of it's former members sitting on top the fort walls; their gaze set towards the crystalline spire in the distance. It's hard to say for sure what is on their minds. Memories of a home far away, with prayers that it and it's people continue to thrive, maybe feelings of sentiment for the love they found under the tower's glow, or, perhaps even a vow to fulfill a promise made to a dear friend. Whatever the answer, the warmth they hold in their hearts is undeniable.
pt.1 / pt.2
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mimble-sparklepudding · 7 months
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Prompt #27: Sole.
Whilst trading in Revenant's Toll,
I offered a fish in a bowl,
As expected Rowena,
Could not have been keener,
Since I was willing to sell her my sole.
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Silliness begins to crescendo...
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verraising · 2 months
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If FFXIV teaches us one lesson it's that together we can accomplish great things :)
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by request from another friend, moenbryda!
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kahkol · 1 year
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todays sightings
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autumnslance · 1 year
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Bearing Sins of the Past Ch 8 Understanding
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“You’re still handling this better than I did,” he said.
“That’s a low bar.”
He huffed out a laugh. “True, and I know it.” He idly rubbed her left arm as they continued to sit, the sun setting slowly. “Can’t stay up here all night, though.”
“Technically, we can.”
“Yes, but Thancred might try to scale the tower if you do. Urianger and Y’shtola might make the token effort to restrain him, but then they’ll be taking bets on how long he takes to fall and crack his stubborn skull.”
“You’re the worst.”
“And yet you insist upon my company.”
“You came up here to find me.”
“Because you shouldn’t be alone right now. I know.”
Chapter 8 Understanding is live!
Aeryn has need of some brotherly understanding and looking-out. What she has is Estinien; good thing he has some experiences to draw on.
Cameos by a certain damn rogue and some Job pals that hang around the Toll.
And a link to a certain silly edit I did during the original prompts month.
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hylfystt · 1 year
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that the rest of house fortemps and aymeric make sure that ishgard still feels like a home to her after everything 😭
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realitybled · 7 months
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god i love revenants. love when the tragedy is inevitable because their existence hinges on it, a perpetual cycle of being chained to the past. being so stubborn the grave cannot hold you and being so scared that you keep begging i can’t go yet, i’m not done, i’m not done
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