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FFXIV Write | Day 24 | Bar
Spoilers: Dawntrail Level 93
Characters: Annie Ruthie (Warrior of Light) Thancred Waters
See end of work for notes ^-^
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Annie allowed themself to consume the events of the past few days with the liquor. The Rite of Succession was not how they intended to spend their time after The Final Days, and gallivanting around Tuliyollal completing futile jobs was not how they expected to spend The Rite of Succession. Tomorrow, they made for Worlar’s Echo, the home of the giants. Tonight, however, they recouped their strength before the coming feat. Annie was so enthralled they failed to notice the white-haired hyur that had taken his seat next to them.
“Well, fancy seeing you here, soldier,” he said, a cheeky smile spreading across his face.
“Hi,” their attention snapped back. “What’re you doing here so late?”
“I could ask you the very same.” He took another sip of his drink. Except, he didn’t need to ask them. He’s spent enough time with them to know why they were here. The two sat in an appreciated silence for a few moments, before Thancred began again. “Do you truly believe Wuk Lamat to be best suited for The Dawn Throne?”
Annie took a moment to respond, as they’d been pondering this question themself. They loved Wuk Lamat, but it would be a lie to say they hadn’t questioned it. “Aye, I do. And, you, with Koana?”
“Aye. He’s good, soldier.”
“I know he is. I think he’d make an excellent leader. He reminds me a great deal of you, Thancred.”
“Now, you couldn’t possibly mean that,“ he flushed.
“I do. He’s exceptionally intelligent. Haughty, at times. Fiercely loyal to those he loves.” They said that last point with specific emphasis.
Thancred’s flush reddened. He scooped Annie’s cheek into a soft, delicate kiss. They savored the moment. “Then why?” he pressed. “Why not Koana?”
“Wuk Lamat is also good, dear. She really cares about her people.”
“Well,” he began, another cheeky smile beginning to creep onto his face, “may the best claimant win.” Annie ‘cheers’d to that. “And by that, I mean Koana.” They rolled their eyes in response, pulling the hyur in once again for a sloppy, drunken kiss.
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I've been wanting to write Dawntrail Wolcred banter ever since Dawntrail came out and I'm very happy with how this piece came out! It's not as banter-heavy as I was hoping, but it's SO my WoL and Thancred.
FINAL FANTASY XIV (2010-2024)
FFXIV Dawntrail CG Promotional art
And our vacation takes us to Kozama'uka, a region as rich in culture as natural beauty. Here's the round-up of the six Sightseeing Log entries of the region, from #012 to #017.
I've been imagining these photos as snapshots of the journey through Tural as part of the MSQ (although in log order rather than chronological order). As we accompany the Third Promise through her trials, I'm sure there's been plenty of time to do some sightseeing and interacting with the locals. And without the weight of the world resting on his shoulders this time, there's nothing keeping Wilan from doing what he does best as the Traveler. And Delen is only too happy to finally be at his side for this journey.
Next stop: Yak'tel!
In a nutshell:
Write a piece about a fantasy world with anachronistic technology
I really liked the two swords crossed in the background of the Sightseeing Log #017, so before leaving gpose I snapped this bonus photo
It kinda looks like a Title Screen background picture, don't you think?
#012 - House of Winds High One of the treetop dwellings in Kozama'uka, the House of Winds High takes its name from an estate said to exist in the Hanuhanu's traditional homeland. Practitioners of wind magicks live here as part of their unique training, where they learn to glide down from the house's dizzying heights.
FFXIVWRITE 2024 — 03: TEMPEST.
“Being an assassin is not always about the easy kill. It’s about the best kill.” — Tricia Levenseller, Vengeance of the Pirate Queen
TAGS: [ isorawrites. » FFXIVwrite » 2024 ]
FANDOM: Final Fantasy XIV.
VERSE: Dawntrail » MSQ.
STATUS: Submitted; 1 chapter.
GENRES: Draft, Flash Fiction.
SHIPS: Murderomantiques.
MUSES: Sora Amariyo, Yiuno Reine.
NPC: Wuk Lamat, WoL (Meteor), Alphinaud & Alisaie Leveilleur.
tempest /ˈtɛmpɪst/ noun a violent windy storm.
The deck was an utter mess. Rolling waves teased with malice at the masts; the Endeavor rocked back and forth in the violent storm. Few people were scuttering about to keep the ship afloat, lest it got swallowed by Llymlaen’s rage.
However, one lone person seemed unfazed by the chaos around them.
With a firm hand around one of the study poles, Sora Amariyo watched a certain female Hrothgar falling flat on the plank, her grey eyes devoid of emotion.
“Do you want to help her?”
She was startled by the quiet yet steady voice of Yiuno Reine, her mentor (and secret crush). She glanced away, slightly annoyed at her own inability to detect his coming. “Why do I want to save that spoiled princess? I don’t even see any value in assassinating her, honestly.”
“Patience, young lady,” Yiuno drawled, patting the Xaela dancer’s head with a gloved hand. “We’re merely here to observe.”
The pair in black watched a few figures rushing up to the Third Promise of Tuliyollal, whom Sora recognized as members of the now-defunct Scions of the Seventh Dawn: the Elezen twins, Alphinaud and Alisaie Leveilleur. And of course, the Warrior of Light himself.
“Do you think we have a chance, with these Scions here?” Sora asked, turning to leave and retreating to the lower decks. “I don’t see your bookish girlfriend around.”
“Frankly speaking, I agree with your assessment—that Xbr’aal girl isn’t worth our time,” Yiuno began, trailing behind the Warrior of Darkness. “Also, Y’shtola isn’t my girlfriend; she’s just a regular client.”
Ignoring the look of disbelief on the young dancer’s face, Yiuno went on, “I’m more interested in the ‘Golden City’ they were talking about.”
“Do you think it exists? A city made of gold?”
Sora’s excitement deflated at Yiuno’s narrowed expression. “Keep your greed in check. I don’t think it’s that simple—there’s perhaps a hint of truth somewhere, even in folk tales.” Rubbing the back of his neck with a hand, Yiuno shrugged and faced his young charge. “Change of plans, then, I guess.”
Sora’s pale face broke into a grin. “I’d never say no to new adventures.”
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Who's my obedient little bee? 💗💗💗💗
damn it. damn it. they're making me care about bakool jaja. fuck. fuck.
If your OC(s) could fuse with feral souls for battle at the Arcadion, what kind of beast would they join with?
Sadly I haven't made it that far into DT. I'll let you know when I can, though!