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amurr-reha · 4 months
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✧ - 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺年 - 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗 - ✧
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amurr-reha · 4 months
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◦ - 𝙰𝚣𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖 - ◦
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amurr-reha · 6 months
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ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ
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amurr-reha · 7 months
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Celebrating Aladar's birthday ( a wee bit early )!!
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amurr-reha · 7 months
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------ 𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘦
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amurr-reha · 7 months
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Made Viera-Murr
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amurr-reha · 7 months
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𝙳𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝.
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amurr-reha · 8 months
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Just a gentle reminder that I will block and report any empty accounts that follow me. Please, change your profile pic and put SOMETHING on your blog to avoid being mistaken as a bot. :)
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amurr-reha · 8 months
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Incipient
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amurr-reha · 8 months
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Daydreamer -
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amurr-reha · 8 months
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"𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓇, 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝑔𝓊𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒."
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amurr-reha · 8 months
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FFXIV Write 2023
Prompt 1: Envoy
“My my, what a warm welcome.” The newcomer jests in spite of the situation. “I surely expected him to be joking about how you’d react but here we are.”
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The room was as welcoming as any of Isghard’s accommodations for those unwilling to pay a succulent price, absent of the lavish tapestries that the upper echelons surely adorned in their own quarters. The hearth however, was warm, wood sparking and snapping as the flames licked high against the stone, illuminating the room in a muted glow.
The door to the chamber opens without so much as a knock, and the click of a gun is unmistakable, echoing off the stone walls. The form that enters instantly freezes at the presence of a weapon being trained upon them but an amused smile creeps across their face.
“My my, what a warm welcome.” The newcomer jests in spite of the situation. “I surely expected him to be joking about how you’d react but here we are.”
Dagur’s lip curls ever so slightly at the unfamiliar males flippant tone, even more so after their scent gives away that it’s another Viera. Despite the heavy furs and cloth the shorter male wears, he’s still lithe and skin pale, most likely Veena and better built for the colder weather that plagues Coerthas than he. This male however is not the individual that Dagur was expecting to meet today and he is not fond of surprises.
“Says the welp who barged in so rudely.” Dagur snarks, his aim never wavering. “Who are you.”
Before the blonde haired Viera can respond, a second presence comes barreling into the chamber, grasping without hesitation onto the barrel of Dagur’s gun and lifting it up towards the ceiling, forcefully shoving the ochre eyed male back in the process, pushing them farther into the room. A flurry of hand gesturing gets thrown into his face immediately after and Dagur growls in irritation, but lowers his gun at the now familiar pair of eyes glaring at him. He may not be able to see the color of them any longer but the familiar scowl and set stubborn jaw is something he’d hardly forget.
“Tobias doesn’t seem too happy with you, in fact he’s asking if –“ the blonde Viera starts.
Ochre eyes jerk over to the Veena, glaring once more. “I know what he’s saying.” He bites out harshly, all but pushing the Rava away from him, who huffs back in irritation but neither move to engage any further. Dagur doesn’t elaborate either, their past remains buried back in the forest, where it should be, with Her. Tobias resettles into himself, crossing his arms before coming to stand at the Veena’s side, albeit a bit closer to the fire. Ishgard is a far cry from the humid forests of Golmore after all.
Dagur slides his gun back onto his back holster, eyes flickering to Tobias as the other Rava signs a quick sentence.
“Using Garlean weapons still, disappointing.”
Dagur clicks his tongue, signing back, “Not your business rassgat.”
“Well that certainly helps.” the Veena questions in surprise, clearly there is deeper roots to their relationship than Tobias let on, but he remains silent. His partner had always held his past tight to himself. “And with those pleasantries nearly out of the way, I’m Braeden, the one actually here to meet with the joyfully elusive envoy of the Redbills.”
Dagur pinches the bridge of his nose, cursing under his breath. “Envoy?”
Braeden cocks his hip as he muses for a moment. “Are you not? I was told by a very reliable source,” emerald eyes amusingly look over at his partner, who turns away as if uninterested. “-that you have good relations with both the Skysteel Manufactory and the Redbills.”
The sandy haired male idly adjusts the virtu goggles that sit just above his forehead before walking over to the lone table in the middle of the room. “Think what you will, but I don’t represent humes, and you’d best bite your tongue when it comes to those who you carelessly name aloud in this place.”
Braeden hums thoughtfully, ears twitching in interest when his eyes land on the unique goggles sitting upon Dagur’s head. A faint burst of magick brushes against his senses before sliding away, a curious thing. The male was stubborn, as are much of their kin he’s has the pleasure of interacting with over the years. He himself might not even realize his dealings with both entities is enough for him to act as envoy in name alone. “Liaison then.”
He grins at the sour look Dagur shoots him, but Tobias shifts next to him and signs something too quick for him to catch, a few unfamiliar signs he hasn’t been taught. Dagur however, has no issue understanding and closes his eyes in what seems like resignation, before tapping two fingers against the table. Whatever transpired between the two is not intended to be shared.
“I don’t care for idle chit chat, leave what you have for the Redbills here and it will be taken care of.”
Braeden huffs in amusement before digging into his coat pocket and procuring a small package, placing it before him. “Tell Mr. Myste with this, our end of the contract is fulfilled.” he claps his hands once in a jovial manner and Tobias rolls his eyes. “I’m sure we’ll be seeing you again. Anything you seek, my trade is likely to find.”
“Let’s go, it stinks here.” Tobias signs, smirking over at Dagur who returns it before walking over to clasp onto the other male's forearm.
“Haltu kjafti welp, leave. Be well.”
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amurr-reha · 8 months
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Lets' go exploring!
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amurr-reha · 8 months
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Can you hear her whispers?
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amurr-reha · 8 months
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єяαѕє єνєяутнιηg ιη му мιη∂ ѕнσω мє נυѕт нσω тσ ƒιη∂ ιηѕριяαтιση ιη αℓℓ тнιѕ ∂єναѕтαтιση
"Vea...you don't have to do this alone."
"I know no other way Zori..."
A hand encases her waist from behind, and fingers brush her shoulder.
His warm breath ghosts over her sensitive ear causing a shiver to run down her spine. "Rely on me..."
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amurr-reha · 8 months
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ishgard's beloved
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amurr-reha · 8 months
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There is no greater joy than watching your character grow as a person. 🥹💕 I’m loving who he’s becoming
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