#sharlayan music

[asleepinawell]

*shaking paglth'an back and forth violently* drop my slutty healer top already!!!!!!

#on the one hand the music slaps #on the other hand the first two boss fights are ass #I'm relearning how drk works at least I guess #made it urianger's problem #ffxivmp #mp #sge glam has been dignified long enough it's time to bring abs to sharlayan healing

[impossible-rat-babies]

when the snow in old sharlayan hits just right

#ffxiv #endwalker spoilers #oc: eyrie kisne #okay to rebloog #i caught old sharlayan w snow during the day earlier today so im def gonna sit and cry over that one #bc the music in the day is just chefskiss #me continuing to make silly lil gpose videos of eyrie bc they Spark Joy

[rosendark]

With the investigation at a standstill, but with everything figured out, Hahli decides that it's now or never...

#ffxiv screenshots #ffxiv gpose #ffxiv screenies #ffxiv viera #viera #(oc) Hahli Blair #(oc) Viervich Gerd #endwalker #ffxiv endwalker #sharlayan #Aisle of Music (OC story) #(oc) Vayanardi Deora #elezen #ffxiv elezen #elezen hours

[noxtivagus]

i will never shut up about ffxiv huh

#🌙.rambles #[ ffxiv. ] #after finishing that emotional quest i am. #just afking a bit in the doman enclave to sell things as usual n. bro. i #peak 1 am i get emotional v easily #listening to cyan's theme brings back memories hehe. stormblood n hien.. i enjoyed that very much #oh n.. ah i just remembered an old friend sorry. that was last year. sigh #that aside i'm just really happy to play ffxiv again rn :( #i'll reply to one of my other friends later bcs she hasn't been doing well lately so i wna. offer some more words #now i'm just afking in sharlayan rn n it brings back so many memories #i remember very keenly. like emet-selch i really am a slave to sentiment #hehe going to sharlayan for the first time w apollo. christmas break. we finally bought endwalker. started msq #it was nighttime when the cutscene ended. we took pictures n marveled at the new sight. the music #the first time i heard the ost n then yk the chorus motif of flow in it.. i'd remember that first moment forever #how.. magical it was. a new adventure. heart filled with hope n love i was really happy then #fast forward i remember afking here a lot while waiting for pf to fill up for raid. i remember afking while waiting for frontlines queue #i remember everything in msq too. i remember doing that all still while we were in our old house #i remember walking around sharlayan a bit while talking to my friends in our lil cwls #i remember months ago earlier this year of how anxious i was. the burdening need of feeling like i have to catch up.. #the dread of falling behind. and then moving to materia from twintania i remember how lonely i felt #that lasted for a while. i'd miss the past so much. i miss ffxiv aaaa #i haven't really played actively in months now the thought of it makes me rather sad.. but i treasure every moment i have here #this game will always be here for me to return to. i have a new friend now on ravana yeah. we'll be making that fc in a few days #soon. more friends plan to play. hopefully. i love them all so v much :( i'm emotional rn ohgod ffxiv just. enables me to be vulnerable /po #i've had anxiety bcs like yk returning to the game after. not keeping up w so much content is so daunting.. it's scary #but i've already done so much. i'll continue to do what i can. endwalker's been out for nearly a year n it feels so weird #so much has happened since then but time's going by so fast it's really weird. but just. relaxing in this quiet moment is #it's enough for me right now. i promised myself many things. the least i could do is. do what i can for that #just like my wol here yk looking at her white rose :< i'll hold unto my youth. i shouldn't have to let go of it #flow's lyrics oh my god i remember earlier this year i wld listen to it when i was sad n stressed n it wld bring me to tears. comfort

[glacierfront]

   “Oh — here it comes.”

     Julie’s ears swivel, once, in excitement. They’re nearing Coerthas, trailing the days-long path between Fallgourd Float and Camp Dragonhead, where the lush greens haven’t yet faded into the chill of the north. The clouds today have been white and white and white and most of all, unbearably thick, and several hours ago she’d announced seems like it’s going to snow.

     She turns to Ryne just as the flakes begin to fall, sparse for now but soon going to turn the area into a winter wonderland. “You should maybe have your hood up.” She puts her own up, a thick, fluffy thing. ��The snow is great, but it’s like. It. It’s hard to dry and warm up if your head gets soaked by it.”

@ryneacle

#RYNE'S FIRST SNOW????????????????? #ok here's the deal. julie (siobhan in the actual game) is a sharlayan viera scholar who's been like alive for 120 ish years #she's friends with thancred and urianger and the twins and yshtola by virtue of being in sharlayan while they were #julie's job is to go around the world and record music. and when ryne arrives in the source something happens and now they're traveling #together so that ryne can see more of the world #(i know thancred and uri are also traveling rn but maybe there were options and ryne rly wanted to see snow) #julie also adopts ryne. as any self respecting adult should want to #ic #ic: xiv. #ryneacle

[gddmgttsu]

Nautilus Knoweth - FFXIV

(Featuring everyones favorite singing cat)

I'll be sad when we have to leave Old Sharlayan for the new town.

Voices from beyond compel me to create and thus this was made.

The first Meowsynth thing I made was with Moon River and I even edited a stupid video to go along with it. This one just came from me being in the shower and going "what if that one part is sung by a chorus of cats using Meowsynth).

The whole song took way longer than I thought it would take because I'm stubborn and that I wanted it to use the fancy instruments my computer can barely handle so I had to trouble shoot that. I didn't even end up using that for all the instruments because I wanted very specific sounds from the windows midi instruments and bongos.

I don't play guitar but I understand how the instrument works. I just don't have a frame of reference as to your common chord shapes/voicings so I apologize if something requires 6 fingers or whatever hahaha.

Arranging the damn thing was hard too because while specifically using the Old Sharlayan night theme, it's still Flow so I had to fight with myself as to which version to actually base the arrangement on. Those chord changes are so weird especially since I was doing it by ear but I think I got most of it right with a bit of my own spice.

There's alot more I would like to add but I think I've really hit my limit with my mixing knowledge because I have no clue how to make anything sound good together anymore.

During the final part of the song in the original, there were very slight like bright plucky synths doing an arppegiated line under everything and I didn't notice it untill I was reviewing the song. I wanted to do something simillar or atleast call back to it with something but I couldn't quite make it sound right. I wanted to sneak in some motifs from other Endwalker/FFXIV songs but unfortunately I had to get rid of it.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this little thing I made and procrastinated on posting because I was busy beating Baldur's Gate 3.

#ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 endwalker #Nautilus Knoweth #meow synth #meowsynth #old sharlayan #Flow #music #arrangement #ggsmusic

[demilypyro]

Old Sharlayan is my favorite hub town so far. From the architecture, to the music, to the clothing, to just the atmosphere and the vibe of the people. I'll be sad to see it go in the next expansion.

#ffxiv #emelynn pyrro

[eidingate]

B A S I C S

Name Eidin Kupfohcwin Nicknames Probably more than she remembers. Eid to some, Little Fox to family friends. Age Turning 34 right before Dawntrail Nameday 32nd Sun of the 3rd Umbral Moon (RIP to her parents hoping she would be delayed one more day to be born a under the nice steady month of Byregot rather than the capricious month of Oschon) Race Sea Wolf Roegadyn Gender Cis female? More likely genderfluid Orientation Bisexual Profession Part-time Warrior of Light, full-time menace against the Empire, occasional craftsperson.

P H Y S I C A L     A S P E C  T S

Hair Turquoise with golden highlights, reminiscent of oxidized copper. Currently worn short with a metric ton of pomade keeping it styled. Eyes Marigold orange Skin Pale turquoise green Tattoos/scars Hands are heavily scarred with nicks and burns from reaching into still-hot magitek machines. She's definitely earned some more significant scars over the years across her back and torso. What tattoos she has are strategically hidden, but one is a jackdaw, representing her family.

F A M I L Y

Parents Wintgeim - Mother. A mechanic and former sky pirate. She leads a band of roving magitek scavengers, the Winter Jackdaws. She has a big, fierce personality and is strongly protective of her little band. Kupfohc - Father. A Sharlayan scholar who hired her mother as a guide while he investigated the environmental effects of magitek around Ilsabard and wound up never returning to his studies. He's a gentle soul with a love of music. He was basically disowned when he chose not to return to Sharlayan. Siblings Thuvwilt - Older brother Fraeswys - Younger sister Grandparents Opylona - Grandmother. She basically raised Eidin and her siblings when they were too young to go on scavenging jobs with their parents. In-laws and Other Her mother's scavenger band is her wider family -- some by blood and many others not. Not surprisingly, this ambiguous style of adoptive family has translated into her adopting the Scions as well. Pets Sadly she never stays anywhere long enough to want the responsibility of pets long-term, but she falls in love with many friends' pets and spoils them rotten.

S K I L L S

Abilities In combat, Eidin's skills lie in dancing around the edges of the battlefield before delivering quick, precise strikes. She is master of all physical ranged weaponry, but often turns to the Red Mage foil for its versatility. She is constantly on the move, weaving in and out of range of the enemy and scanning for weaknesses. Out of combat, she dumped all her stats into charisma. She's adaptable to different groups of people of various cultures, high class and low. She's quick to gain people's trust, and trades often in favors. She dabbles in new skills wherever she can, making her very much a jack-of-all-trades, but rarely sticks with anything for long. Hobbies She's a bit of a tinkerer who delights in taking things apart just to put them back together differently. She likes making little clockwork contraptions out of scrap parts -- nothing so intelligent as a mammet (she's not sure she can take the existential questions around creating something smart enough to talk back), but with some basic functions. She also plays the violin, though this is one of the few things that she is shy about performing in front of others.

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait Give her five minutes, and she will become your best friend. Warm and open and fascinated by everyone around her. Most Negative Trait Being everything to everyone and constantly changing yourself to suit their expectations surely has no long-term repercussions right??

L I K E S

Colors Gold, orange, shades of blues and greens Smells Lavender, campfire smoke, fresh bread, crushed pine needles, bergamot tea with a splash of honey Textures Well-worn leather, smooth chocobo feathers, freshly-polished gemstones Drinks Chilled mead in the summer, warmed rum on chill nights. Rich heavy porters. Black tea with a bit of milk and honey.

O T H E R    D E T A I L S

Smokes Only socially. You never know when you might need to offer a cigarette to a bored Garlean sentry to keep them occupied or press them for information. Drinks All kinds. The local establishment is the best way to learn about a new place, after all, and what kind of liquor a place produces says much about their culture. Drugs She's been known to partake of the fogweed on occasion Mount Issuance Eidin loves chocobos so so so much and turns to them during quiet periods when there are few dangers expected on the road. Her company-issued chocobo is named Fisticuffs for its habit of trying to fight everything and everyone. She has a few favored chocobos that she'll rent out in different regions when her own is too far away. There is no in-game mount that quite fits, but I like to think she's got a heavily modified magitek vehicle that's flight-capable -- something like the Magitek Sky Armor but much more homemade. Been Arrested Ask her about this after a beer or two.

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Tagged by @elliewiltarwyn! Thanks for the tag!

I feel like I'm late to the party on this BUT just in case you haven't done it yet and are waiting to be tagged, I nominate @ravandfriendsxiv, @amons-hat-enthusiast, @oathkeeper-kima

Totally optional, of course!

#eidin kupfohcwin #femroe #roegadyn #eidin lore #definitely coming back to some of these questions later! #I know I want more lore for her siblings for instance but I don't want to take another week to do this

[ainyan]

Snippet - The Calling (AU: Woven Souls)

This takes place long before ARR or even 1.0, when Thancred is only thirteen and Kal'istae only ten.

“I still don’t see why I had to come along.” Thancred kicked a pebble along the street as he and Louisoix strode from the Aethryte towards the manor where Fourchenault and Ameliance had made their home, one of many the Leveilleur family owned. The Dravanian Colony had been established centuries before, and Louisoix’s eldest son and his wife were only the latest members of the family living there since they'd graduated from the Studium and elected to join the research team studying the Aetherial Sea.

Louisoix never lost his smile as he strolled along, his hands folded at his back and his gaze roaming about the colony, studying the changes made since last he’d been there. “I wanted you along. That should be reason enough. But if you need more, it was either you come with me, or your mother was going to skin you before the new session begins.”

The young hyuran boy grimaced, shoulders hunching against an imagined blow. “I was only trying to help,” he said plaintively. “How was I supposed to know she would have Lady Varineaux over for tea?”

Reaching out, Louisoix placed his hand on Thancred’s head and the boy fell into a sulky silence. “She appreciated the thought, but neither the timing nor the lack of permission.  You’re a bright boy, Thancred. Over-bright, sometimes. You need something to stimulate you at every turn. I’ve been considering enrolling you early in some classes at the Studium.”

Thancred stuttered to a stop. “Really?” he asked, staring up at Louisoix. “You said I couldn’t start at the Studium until I was fourteen.”

Turning, the older man smiled down at his young ward. “Only a few classes, mind you. One or two, just enough to keep you out of your mother’s hair when your private school is not in session. Master Casiliat has been asking after you in particular.”

“The Bardic instructor?” he asked after a few moment’s thought as he trotted to catch up to his father. “What does he want with me?”

Nodding to a lalafellan woman as she rushed by, Louisoix smiled a secret smile. “Your brains, your hands, and the potential of your voice. You’re a very clever young man, and you’ve got quick fingers and a quicker tongue. He thinks you’ve the makings of a first-class bard - and, perhaps, a first-class spy.”

Once more, Thancred skidded to a halt. “A spy?” he whispered. “Me?”

“Perhaps. At the very least, the training will help you in other aspects of your life,” came Louisoix’s calm response. “The younger you begin training, the quicker you will learn, and that is true in both music and espionage. You’ve the mind and the skills for it. Have you the desire?” At the boy’s rapid head-nod, he smiled. “Then I will speak with Gadriel when we return home.”

With a whoop, Thancred leapt into the air, pumping his fist, then darted ahead of the older man, his reluctance forgotten in the promise of an early start at the Studium. Louisoix continued at his slow, steady pace, his face bright with pride as he gazed after his younger son.

They’d said he was crazy for adopting the stray wharf-rat who had tried to pick his pocket on the docks of Limsa Lominsa. Bad blood, they’d said. Pirate-spawn, destined for the headman’s noose. Rough, dirty, coarse, they swore he would never amount to anything.

Louisoix watched Thancred laugh as he darted towards the stately manor lying just off of the street, pale silver hair shining in the sun, long bones strong and wrapped in young muscle and golden skin. It had taken only weeks and several dozen baths - and the application of some tough love - before even his most ardent detractors had to admit that the boy had not only fast hands, but equally quick wits, running mental races around their own well-favored offspring. His charming words and ready grin had kept him from making too many enemies, and within his first year, few in Sharlayan remembered his less than illustrious beginnings.

Of course, he mused, watching as Fourchenault came out of his house and frowned at the boy pelting towards him, not everyone had forgotten. Thancred skidded to a halt in front of his older brother, resting his hands on his knees and panting furiously as he fought to catch his breath. Louisoix could hear Fourchenault’s scathing tone as he neared, but only managed to catch a few of the words. “... dignity… Sharlayan… Leveilleur…”

Sighing, he reached out and caught the back of Thancred’s hood as the boy straightened abruptly, fire in his eye. “Good afternoon, Fourchenault,” he said to his oldest son.

“Good afternoon, Father,” the younger Elezen replied only a little stiffly. “I see you chose to bring the boy with you.”

Thancred made a face. “What gave it away?” he asked pertly, then winced as the older man’s hand tightened on his collar. “Father thought I could help you and Lady Ameliance unpack from your recent trip,” he added sullenly.

“That would be lovely, Thancred.” Right on cue, Fourchenault’s young, lovely wife swept out of the house and strode up to Louisoix and Thancred, kissing first her father-in-law, then her brother-in-law on their cheeks. Louisoix smiled at her, while Thancred turned red and mumbled a hello. “I’m sure you’re both starving. Come in, lunch is just about ready. I’ve readied the Blue Suite for the two of you; it overlooks the gardens and I’m certain you’ll find it quite restful.” Sliding her arm through Louisoix’s, she guided him through the entryway into the foyer. “Come in. Welcome to our home.”

#ffxiv #thancred waters #au: woven souls #pre-arr #pre-1.0

[ofdarklands]

like @elizabethrobertajones said, everyone is tagged if they want to

B A S I C S

Name: Mitr'a Alywd

Nicknames: none he allows

Age: 36-40 (ARR-EW)

Nameday: 31st sun of the 5th umbral moon

Guardian: Nymeia

Race: keeper of the moon

Gender: man

Sexuality: he would not understand the question. not lalafells, he guesses?

Profession: botany and crafting. also male keeper duties. he takes it very seriously

P H Y S I C A L     A S P E C T S

Hair: off white, fur-like

Eyes: one purple, one white

Skin: brown, freckled white

Tattoos/scars: many work scars in his hands and arms, some bigger ones from fights over the years on various parts of his body, some of them ifrit burns since there weren't any good healers immediately available after, but from hw on when he got the whm stone he hasn't really gotten any new ones. he tends to keep regen going; being a bard and dragoon is hard on the knees

F A M I L Y

Parents: a mother, as normal. as you might guess her name is Mitr

Siblings: one female twin (Varuna) with her 2 kids, and 3 quite a few years younger sisters he's not as close to. i have not picked their names

Grandparents: a grandmother :) she's the clan boss. very cool

In-laws and other: an aunt and her 2 daughters, general big extended family. he's not aware what an in-law is, but he considers the twins his children. as far as we know g'raha doesn't have any living family and feo ul is a fae so...

Pets: not really. his chocobo Robin is his partner, the palico seems to thinks it's his employee(?), the spirit eagle is a friend and most of the minions are not canon or just temporary charges for him. and midgardsormr is our dad

S K I L L S

Abilities: general wol stuff like very good senses, obscene amounts of aether and control of it, body control and so on. only reason he has not levelled every class is personality reasons. good at languages, and prefers not to rely on the echo. excellent memory as long as he cares about the topic

Hobbies: high adrenaline: being the wol. low adrenaline: fishing, napping, composing music. all things botany related as well

T R A I T S

Most positive trait: fearless, will not stop. loves to meddle even if he won't say it out loud. loving

Most negative trait: fearless, will not stop. also will appear and disappear on you with no warning and give you heart attacks. will not change on this point

L I K E S

Colors: blues, greens. generally anything not unnaturally bright

Smells: most natural smells even if they are pungent. reminds him of home. hates perfumes and incenses. can't things smell like what they are now?

Textures: enjoys them, generally. touch is one of his favourite senses

Drinks: usually just water, but has a bunch of different juices and tea recipes he goes through when he craves something specific. nothing very sweet though. i beileve the english word would be smoothies...?

O T H E R    D E T A I L S

Smokes: unpleasantly smelly. no. the only thing he's smoking is his food for storage

Drinks: traditional keeper beer (hard to find, dense), mildly sweet or fresh drinks. won't drink anything handed to him though

Drugs: the list of plants with interesting effects he knows of could get him an archon mark if he cared about sharlayan's opinion. nothing he uses regularly, though he keeps a little satchel stocked for eventualities

Mount Issuance: what's that

Been Arrested: not that he has noticed

#mitr'a #:) #should make an actual ref sheet some day but lazy

[autumnslance]

Year of the OTP - December 2023 - Home

(And this is a wrap, at 525ish words, just under the wire, a little piece about moving in and being together for the holidays both.)

It was so gradual, so natural, that Aeryn didn’t even realize it was happening at first.

In the Crystarium, Thancred had his shared quarters with Ryne. But after their first trip to the depths of the Tempest, he spent nights in Aeryn’s room more and more often, until his residence in the Oracle’s apartment was mostly a leftover formality.

Even when they went to the Empty, they had shared a tent at the base camp set up in Eden’s shadow. In the months following the night’s return, many across Norvrandt simply made assumptions about the Warrior of Darkness and the Oracle’s Guardian, and if needing to find one they sought out the other.

On the Scions’ return to the Source and their recovery after, she had spent the most time with Thancred, aiding in his recovery—to the frequent teasing of their comrades, particularly the ones who had not had nearly a year in the First to get used to the idea of them together.

Aeryn’s room was larger and had more creature comforts; Thancred’s quarters had ever been more ascetic, due to both his preferences and habitual long missions away. So they ended up spending more time in her chambers, some of his possessions making their way there as well, for convenience.

And upon arriving in Sharlayan, there wasn’t even a question, let alone discussion; in arranging their stay at the Baldesion Annex, Krile had simply set Aeryn and Thancred in the same room. Even in Thavnair, at her family’s properties, Aeryn found her elder stepsister had set aside a couple’s quarters for their shared use.

With thwarting the Final Days and the public assuming the Scions disbanded, the Rising Stones was no longer a place to call home—officially. Aeryn still kept many belongings there. Thancred’s remaining possessions were also kept in her old room, ostensibly so the space could be used for expanding crafting endeavors, though no one else’s old rooms were combined in such a way.

Even now in both Sharlayan and in Thavnair, evidence of her man’s presence remained in the rooms they shared. Their paths did not always cross, but there were notes, reminders, gifts; pieces of each other, and when very lucky, often after trying very hard, they did meet.

Like today, in her friends’ headquarters in Gridania’s woods. The Starlight season was almost over, Heavensturn coming swiftly, with new adventures for a new year. In her chamber hung a familiar coat, gunblade in the weapon rack, a wrapped present on the table. The washroom had been casually used, the closet carefully opened and a clean outfit from his (much smaller) side selected.

Back in the main hall, Aeryn found Thancred at the piano by the Starlight tree. “Welcome home,” they said at the same time to one another, laughing as she joined him.

“Happy Starlight,” Thancred said, wrapping an arm around her and kissing her cheek.

“Happy Heavensturn,” she replied, leaning against him, reaching up to trace her fingers along his jaw.

There were sheets of music left out, and they amused themselves by playing and singing together, raucous and laughing and in harmony, at home so long as they were together.

#final fantasy xiv #lyn writing #lyn edits #YOTP 2023 #Thancred Waters #Thancred x WoL #wolcred #shippy nonsense #Aeryn Striker

[gunbun]

Dreamwalker: Deliberately Amateur

6.35 Spoilers!

So the loporrit tribal quests have come out and the background music of their area, Dreamwalker, and it’s a sort of electronic dance track and is quite the lil bop. So I did what every FFXIV player does and I went to find a nice loop of the track to listen to when I’m not otherwise at Hoper’s Hold.  In the comments, someone was commenting about how electronic music is in 4/4 time, which means that musical phrases should be 24 16 or 32 (thanks to the commenter whose username immediately left my head) "beats” per musical phrase.  I’m not versed enough in music theory terminology to explain it in depth, but I did learn from a fwb in university who is a DJ that electronic music “goes on 4s”.  every change in the music or bass drop should occur when the 4/4 time goes through itself on multiples of 4. Changes in Dreamwalker are happening every 22 beats instead.  The YouTube commenter seemed to indicate that this is evidence of a kind about Soken not quite knowing much about electronic music

to which i say not only no, but HELL no. Here’s the thing: Dreamingway decides that they want to do music.  They learn about it from the resources fuckin Sharlayan sent them. A loporrit made things to make music with, and started vibing.  A loporrit who didn’t have a DJ friend to explain to them that electronic music goes on 4s. And a composer who’s good enough to not only arrange a song like that, but still have its discordant time measure work.

Soken deliberately made Dreamwalker sound a little unproduced and amateurish because that is what it is.  It is the music this little loporrit had the cojones to create for no other reason than they felt like it. Masayoshi fucking Soken knows electronic music goes on 4s. Dreamingway doesn’t. Soken wrote the song that Dreamingway wrote, exactly as they would have written it. that’s cool as hell

#just an interpretation tho #i love this song #6.35 spoilers #ffxiv spoilers #loporrits

[scrollsfromarebornrealm]

on our fates alight-nightmare

(under a cut for light body horror)

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He was back in Labyrinthos, back in Site Sixteen.

Somebody please--

Everything hurt. His body-his soul--everything hurt, it all hurt--

Lacelle?! Lacelle please, don't let them do this to me! Don't let them hurt me!

Living was agony.

Master Suzuri? Please-please--help--

Silence, creature!

All he could do was scream. Scream into the blinding light that stared down at him when he was tied to the examination table. Scream as he was burned and stabbed and cut and poisoned--all for Odin to react, to semi-Prime to save his Dominant's life--

Someone please...

Scream as bits and pieces were removed from him, scream when he fully Primed and they started to hack pieces of his body away--

Please help me!

His voice broke at some point but still he screamed, a hoarse whisper of sound as he lay bleeding out onto his bonds--

Make him summon the blade!

Ser, we've done everything we can--

No more light, but total and complete darkness. No aether, just the continual misery of the suppression cuffs and collar. Pain whenever he moved--crawling to where they'd thrown his meals into his cell. The bitter taste of Archon Loaf--at first seasoned with the salt of his tears. Then it became dry as his tears died, his throat aching as he choked down the slices...

Sebastian's eyes flew open. For several moments he could only lie there--unable to move, his mind screaming, an answering howl forming in his throat.

Then suddenly he could move--and move Sebastian did, hurling his upper body forward. But it wasn't the pitch darkness of his cell that met his frightened gaze, it was warm wooden furnishings and plaster walls. The scent of sandalwood and roses tickled his nose, and faintly he could hear plates clinking, music playing, and the low roar of people speaking. He could feel the aether around him--could reach for the ribbon of Darkness that was Odin's hold on him, could feel the Eikon stir slightly at his Dominant's return to the waking world.

I'm... Memory flooded Sebastian's mind, and the former mage covered his face with his hands.

Right. I'm...we're at an inn for the night. Sebastian turned his head. Beside him in the large trundle bed was Riven, fast asleep. Reinhardt was lower down, completely out cold as well. Thancred's bag was atop a second bed in the room. Just beyond it was a door--cracked partly open. If he moved his head, he could see Urianger and Moenbryda sprawled out, fast asleep. Sebastian closed his eyes, unable to repress the surge of relief that was swelling inside him.

Nightmare. Just a nightmare. He was free--Odin was free--they were free. No more Site Sixteen, no more Sharlayan. Hesitantly Sebastian swallowed. He started to open his mouth-then closed it.

Don't. Don't tempt it back. If his voice was suffering, he needed to let it rest. And if he'd had a nightmare, he needed to drink one of the potions the prie--Mathye had made him. But Sebastian found it just a little hard to move at the moment--the terror from the memories still clinging to the edges of his thoughts. Beside him, Riven grumbled sleepily.

"Mmpph." Before Sebastian could react, the younger hyur had burrowed into his side and wrapped her arms around his waist. Her touch was warm, gentle--and helped snap the remaining threads of fear on Sebastian's mind. Odin's Dominant sighed, feeling the tension bleed out of him.

"How am I supposed to lie back down?" He asked, looking down at the sleeping Riven. No response, of course. And his voice--sounded normal. Thank fucking everything. Sighing again--but this time with a wry smile, Sebastian carefully started to pry himself loose from Riven's grip. Once free, he silently got out of bed and padded over to the bag Mathye had made up for them, filled with healing potions, salves, and bandages. Behind him Riven grumbled and rolled over to the other side, landing on top of the still sleeping Reinhardt. The dragoon continued to sleep peacefully, making Sebastian snort as he turned back to face the duo, potion in hand.

"Hopeless." He muttered, but with affection. Breaking the wax seal, Sebastian uncorked the potion and lifted it to his lips. Downing the contents in one go, he fought the urge to cough--somehow Mathye had a talent for finding the most bitter herbs for his brews.

Drink it if you want to live, fucker. Otherwise how are you going to collect what's due you? Sebastian's lips curved into another smile at the memory of the priest's words.

"I plan on living long enough to collect from both of them." He whispered. "Don't worry about that."

#ffxiv #ffxiv-ffxvi au (the other one) #on our fates alight

[brineffxiv]

We gather in Limsa Lominsa, awaiting the boat that will take us to Sharlayan, where we will reunite with Krile and set about attempting to solve the many problems that face us.

Hoary Boulder and Coultenet stop by to see us off and to make sure we've got everyone's well wishes and assurances that they'll take care of things while we're gone. And so, with mixed feelings of excitement and trepidation, we set off!

Be still my heart! Is that the voice of Emet-Selch!?

It is him, isn't it?? Oh, I have missed you terribly. Are you narrating this expansion? How? You're dead. Oh, I might cry.

Oh no, now I'm definitely going to cry. Why is the sad music playing!?

Goodness, Tataru couldn't spring for a cabin? Even a bunk? We've just got to sleep here on the floor? Maybe I will go for that walk.

Uh...

Oh, my God.

Hydaelyn. I... have some questions. I feel. Somewhat betrayed. More so on behalf of my friends, than myself. For while it is true you have never - that I know of - done wrong by me, I have complaint over how you have treated my fellow warriors of light and your oracles.

A hard choice, to be sure, but I wanted to know more than I wanted to rage.

And now I wish I had chosen the other answer. No, it is not clear to me why now. Why not before, any of the times before? Why not tell us yourself? Why did you not reveal the truth about yourself and the "servants of darkness" ? Why did we have to find out from Emet-Selch what was really going on here? Don't you think that was a little bit important? If you wanted me to trust in you, why have you never been forthcoming with me?

No thanks to you.

And that's another thing. I realize, as a primal, you are bound by the desires of those who brought you forth, from that moment in time. But. What would be so bad about the restoration of the old world? The way we are supposed to be? Why fight so hard to preserve the broken remnants of an accident?

Now, certainly, in the present, we are peoples worthy of living on. But why initially? In the immediate aftermath of the sundering, before we had rebuilt, why not help put the world back together? Was your drive to subdue Zodiark so strong that you could not consider anything that would bring him power?

It seems to me, that as the fight went on, the Ascians became increasingly more in the wrong. But at the start. From where I stand. You were the villain.

Why do you value me so highly. That you would expend the effort to say these words to me when you left Ardbert to languish in perpetual solitary confinement for over a century? When you allowed a succession of Minfilias to fight and die without a word? When your neglect forced the champions of the First to turn to the Ascians for help to save their world? They gave their lives and you wouldn't even speak to them!

I am so mad. I am so very angry with you. I do not understand, and I am furious that you would expend the effort to speak with me just to tell me we're in danger. No duh. We've got a rogue Ascian determined to reenact the Final Days. A problem we wouldn't have if I hadn't gone and killed off the people who were keeping him in line.

If that's supposed to make sense to me I have to tell you it doesn't. How in the world am I supposed to find out what you promised in another age.

I can tell you care about me. You maybe even love me, as a mother should love a child. And I think there is a part of me that reciprocates. That Rhesh'a loves you too. But we cannot see past the injustice of it all. A mother should not pick favorites among her children.

Ahh and now we arrive at Sharlayan. Endwalker is shaping up to be a doozy; I'm already emotionally exhausted.

I am. Unprepared.

Eeee! New city! And Emet-Selch is introducing it to me! Happy happy day!

What happens if we get refused entry? Do we have to get back on the boat?

Right, got it. No talking about the Scions. My lips are zipped.

Ah, yes, I should get around to playing Eureka at some point...

Haha omg. That was... SO long ago. Even longer for G'raha. He went away and lived an entire life and more in the meantime.

I've always wondered what was behind the placements of Archon marks? Clearly the neck is standard, but Urianger chose to put his on his face for some reason? And the pictures I've seen of Louisoix show him with his on his forehead. Hmm... Things to think about.

Trust Fourchenault to have made things difficult. At least Alisaie and Alphinaud aren't precluded from entering. Thankfully it seems that being disowned didn't revoke their citizenship.

I am an Artisan, thank you very much. I didn't level all my DoH/DoL skills to 90 by Stormblood for nothing now.

AHAHAHA! Poor Estinien. He can't think of a job.

Thankfully, Krile arrives to the rescue. Estinien is officially a mercenary. And we are now free to explore Sharlayan, myself with G'raha and Krile in tow!

And here is where I must stop the post, as I have hit my max image allotment, lol. Welcome to Endwalker.

#ffxiv liveblog #rhesh'a tag #krile baldesion #hydaelyn #emet-selch #thancred waters #y'shtola rhul #estinien varlineau #g'raha tia #tataru taru #baseless speculation #thoughts on lore #i finally get to pick that bone with hydaelyn #it does not go well #endwalker

[eyothings]

Myths of the Realm (spoilers)

Now that we can talk freely about it: What can i say? I think i have been served from the beginning to the end with it.

Not only the best music of the whole raid is the Uldha one, where my wol is born and has lived for many years, but Deryk is none other than her deity Oschon (I knew he was him all along so it was super funny to read his lines when he pretended to be human, especially at the beginning when he tried to avoid the wol as much as possible) and he is the only one who gets to stay - thanks to a monkey (that are my favorite animals) and us (heh) I have been served so well - it even managed to help me unlock some dark areas in my OC lore. As for the Deryk shippers, congrats you've won big time here haha The story is super romantic whether it's platonic or not (On my part i see more Oschon as a big mentor or a brother for my Wol, someone she'll always feel very close to, like a soulmate but not on a romantic level)

For the story, at first i didn't understand why they really wanted to die, they could have accepted their condition as deity and stay with us, but then i realized everything they might have been through all those centuries, not only changing physically but having to deal with weird stories like the whole incest family tree - talk about awkward situations - i believe at some point i'd have wanted to die asap just to keep whats left of my dignity.

I find that very funny that Menphina is the only one who felt the need to clarify her relationship with Oschon, but not Althyk and Nymeia nor Azeyma and Thaliak! (I see what you did there writers!)

Each of the twelves stories were amusing and touching (especially Azeyma TT-TT), and the whole ending made me cry so hard, i think the last time i cried like this was for Elidibus with Pandaemonium story line.

I read people saying that there was no more deities in this world, and i kind of disagree with it, i think the twelves will be back some day - If i understood correctly, they all decided to go back to the aetherial sea but they left behind some benedictions on Etheirys, meaning that, those benedictions will now receive the prayers instead of the twelves - and then i remember the primals and what happened before we board on the ragnarok and it gives me the hint that some day, those benedictions might just take the form of the twelves - Thats only a theory tho I'm also sad, people who have Thaliak and Llymlaen as a deity didn't get the chance to have a private moment with them (it could have been added after the final fight before they left as a special cutscene tho, but at least they added a special line for them, as Oschon did too and it made me cry lol)

Now when it comes to the raid and fight itself: • I think it was way too easy, the final boss really should add more random mechanics that we learned from the first raids • Aglaia was the hardest of them 3, and i really loved the vibes there, especially with Azeyma and Nald, the landscapes were amazing ! • I wish Sharlayan would look more like Thaliak's place too ! • I do love the secret mechanic they added on Llymlaen and seeing people spamming emotes on her • The hardest part of Oschon's fight was to manage to stay focused - This man is so beautiful, thats insane (and his japanese voice is incredible) ↓ This is the manliest mechanic i've ever seen ↓

In conclusion, Myth of the realms is one of the best alliance raid to me (Construct 7 will always stay my favorite boss tho) I'm sad to know that there are no ancient anymore, and i hope Dawntrail will give us an amazing story as profound as what we got from ARR to EW, as much as amazing characters too !

#ff14 #ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #patch 6.5 #oschon #deryk #myths of the realm #aglaia #thaleia #euphrosyne #llymlaen #thaliak #menphina #azeyma #game #various #wol #ff14 wol

[asleepinawell]

#I didn't include the three starting cities because no room #and I thought it would be more interesting to see the results without them tbh #radz crystarium and ishgard are all faves for me but radz wins #give me radz housing!!!! #I guess since they mostly stick to major cities it'll be crystarium and then...sharlayan??? #sharlayan seems like a weird choice somehow so I am hoping for radz probably in vain #I have a fc house in ishgard which is my fave housing district #and a private in the goblet which is okay #I like going and floating in the pools and I like the cheap teleport #apartment in limsa which has always been home for me #pirate city? yes please #ffxiv #ffxivmp #ffxiv polls #ishgard #radz-at-han #kugane #the crystarium #I love ishgard because it snows and it doesn't snow where I live and I miss it #mp #final fantasy xiv #I'm guessing crystarium sweep? #I'm miserable from antibiotics as I recover from surgery please entertain me by taking this poll 🥺