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 Lyuu in a muumuu~

 by SkoryxStudios!

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 Lyuu Wavecrest the Sahagin! She wants to go to the colleges the shorewalkers talk about lot.

 By Elixir Art!

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 Chaniporn Vipavakit, the Nagxian Miqo’te!

 By yuuichin_ on ArtistsnClients!

#artistsnclients #ffxiv art #miqo'te #miqo girl #chaniporn vipavakit

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Commission for @tamer-of-steeds , thanks for commissioning me!

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#ffxiv rp #au ra xaela #ilakha moks #rp resources

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Commission for @ffxiv-sandwich-basket - thank you for commissioning me!

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#ffxiv roleplay #monster hunter roleplay #final fantasy #monster hunter #falling cinder

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 Lyuu the shark Sahagin will be present to staff at Uranami Onsen’s Moonfire Faire event! Come say shhhello!

Uranami Onsen MOONFIRE FAIRE! Aug. 14th 8pm Pacific

The Staff of Uranami Onsen wishes invite you to our upcoming SPECIAL EVENT!:

MOONFIRE FAIRE SOCIAL!!

Join us for our Friday Night Social: 8pm Pacific Time!

Moonfire Faire returns once again to Eorzea. Stop by Uranami Onsen’s special Moonfire event and watch the fireworks from our outdoor onsen & lawn! Thank you very much in advance and we hope that you enjoy your evening with us!

Location: Mist; Ward 15 // Plot 5 (Front Lawn) Server: Mateus Happy Hour: Half off all of our amenities! Staff Meet & Greet! Date: Friday Aug 14th Time: 8PM Pacific

~*~!!! SUMMER MENU !!!~*~

https://uranami-onsen.com/#menu

NOTE: THERE WILL BE NO SOCIAL ON AUGUST 7th NOR THE 28TH.

FEEL FREE TO COME BY AND UTILIZE THE NPC NAMAZU STAFF!

URANAMI ONSEN 2nd ANNIVERSARY IS SATURDAY AUG. 29th 7pm Pacific!

Please be aware that all weapons are checked at the door and any and all inappropriate-behaviors will be met with a quick escort out of our establishment. We are not an ERP-Facility, so we request that such things are taken elsewhere

Crystal Datacenter Event Hubs:

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#ffxiv rp #moonfire faire #mateus rp #ffxiv summer #ffxiv sahagin #lyuu wavecrest

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Forest Name [RP]

(( Rating: PG ))

(( Trigger Warning: Mentions of child endangerment, depiction of extreme poverty, and graphic illness. ))

(( Genre: Slice of Life, Angst ))

(( Cast: Isey Lightmother of @the-firetouched​ and Bljn Oakloom ))

Isey Lightmother | Since taking up residence at the Ichi-go Ichi-e Clinic in the Goblet, Isey spent some of her free time attending to what refugees she could in Pearl Lane. She hadn't been around of late, thanks to a slow trickle of resources...but she was here now, handing out bread and directions to lodging she trusted that would take them in for the chilly desert night. Highlander faces are common here, but she feels kinship with them. Rarely does she see a viera -- >> Isey Lightmother || -- so rarely, in fact, it stops her suddenly in her tracks. She looks upon the young woman, malnourished with matted hair, and something in her heart keens like hot, striken metal. She kneels down before the woman and tries to catch her gaze. "Can I help you, daughter?"

Bljn Oakloom was surrounded by a worn leather bag and what seemed to be some personal effects; a metal mug with precisely fifteen gil, a half-eaten piece of bread that's long gone stale, and a folded pile of clothes. The only thing among these objects that didn't seem dirty or worn was a single blitzball magazine, yet the girl neglected it. She was trying to pull her tunic down over her bare knees, shuddering from the cold. Peach blossoms floated onto her blanket; her only protection from the hard >> Bljn Oakloom | ground. When Isey came over, her pale green eyes went wide. She'd seen only two other Viera in her time here, yet they'd all but noticed her. Looking upon Isey, her face - caked in dead skin and dirt - was turned away. "D. . . do have food?" Her voice was heavily accented as she pushed her mug forward. "Food, p-please. . ." There was color to her face at least, but she was still a resident here. If 'resident' could even be used in that context.

Isey Lightmother | It is dangerous, to feel her heart dig so fiercely into old roots again. The shadows there could drown the light. It did once. And yet. <"Do you speak the Old Tongue, my child?"> she asks. She hands over two of the honeyed buns she had been carrying in her basket, which she sets on the ground nearby as she sits before the young one. Isey's clothes are heavier, but her legs are ever bare; the feeling of tight fabric against her knees is still foreign. >> Isey Lightmother | She takes a moment to observe the woman...and it takes her 130 years of life not to gasp aloud. The young skin. The bright eyes. She had lived long enough to know the difference between a seasoned sister and an untested youth -- and while this girl had seen hardness, she was...a /girl/. <"You are far from home,"> Isey says. <"You must be strong to have come so far.">

Bljn Oakloom grasped at the buns shortly after they were set down, more eager to accept food from another Viera. Though, before she took a bite, her gaze shifted warily to Isey. Promptly, the first bun was scarfed down. It was only halfway through it that she responded. <". . . yes, I do. My mother spoke it, as did my sisters."> Something was vaguely familiar about Isey, but she chalked it up to her weakness from hunger. It didn't help when she went for another bite, she gagged, completely unprompted. >> Bljn Oakloom managed to stop herself, covering her problem up with a hand in front of her face. Trembling still. <"I'd gotten a ship to let me pass to the Sea of Ash."> How she'd managed, she didn't clarify. <"I came here from Vesper Bay."> Her eyes suddenly carried a sullen look. <"Strong? Maybe. Perhaps I'd be elsewhere if that were the case."> Despite her light, young voice, her vocabulary was well-extended in the Viera's Old Tongue. Isey Lightmother didn't dare hope to think Bljn's accent in Old Viera was familiar as her own bones. There was no time to think of this. Reflexively, she reaches out once the girl begins to gag, though she has long since learned that even her own kind may no longer accept touch as a means of communication without first asking. So she decides to be useful first. She takes the thin, picnic-esque blanket from beneath the breads in her basket and spreads it over Bljn's legs to try and stop some of the cold. > Isey Lightmother | Doing so prompts her to pause. She is not a stranger to disease and injury on this street -- but the particularity of Bljn's condition is even more familiar. <"Perhaps,"> she says, regarding strength. <"But it would seem you have scars from a battle few survive, in truth."> Indicating the leg. <"I have seen many a babe die from this...you came here alone?">

Bljn Oakloom gently grabbed the blanket with a soft word of gratitude. Her first bun is finished slowly. Before she spoke, she sniffled, the cold making her nose run. <". . . I did come along,"> she admitted. <"I've had to. A Garlean helped me escape the metalmen's camp, but the metalmen had made me ill. . . I'd received treatment in Dalmasca, long after she couldn't. . ."> Slowly, she shook her head. The toes of her right leg were curled, the leg itself bony and without muscle. She was only >> Bljn Oakloom | wearing one sandal, which was upon her left foot. <"I think my weaving work has helped me survived. I've made little coin, but it was enough to board a ship from Lea Monde."> Isey Lightmother | The Metalmen. Yes. She was rightly familiar with /them/. While her face remains neutral, her silver lake eyes darken. <"Weaving honors Her,"> she says approvingly -- an old-fashioned way in an old language to say that Bljn's craft was well-respected. <"Many die under Her Boughs without well-woven tents and clothes."> She peers at the young woman for a moment, one of her usual Isey silences. <"I am Isey. Hearthmother. How may I call you, daughter?"> Bljn Oakloom took another bun, though she paused at the name. She was in the process of rubbing her eye, though her hand slowly lowered. <"You are a Hearthmother?"> However, she stopped herself. So badly, she wanted to share her forest name. So badly, she wanted to tell her everything. . . but would Isey be ashamed? Would she feel guilt? The last thing Bljn wanted was to turn away the company she'd finally gotten. Pearl Lane was filled with people but she was ever so alone. <". . . Bljn. I am Bljn."> >> Bljn Oakloom: <"I have been in Ul'dah for half of a year now.">

Isey Lightmother: <"I am,"> she says. Somehow these words still tasted true on her tongue. <"I try, still. For the disparate village of Viera who has left Her Boughs. We all have reasons. Not all of us had choice."> She tucks in the blanket where she can to try and help Bljn, but the cold was beginning to get to Isey, too, as the sun sinks further. <"Half a year,"> she murmurs. <"On these dusty streets...you are braver than I."> Her voice is warm but her gaze is serious. <"Where do you go?"> Isey Lightmother: "When the night fully comes?">

Bljn Oakloom pulled her good knee up to her chest, wincing at the shift in her wasted leg. She glanced away and huffed. <"If you are sure of it. . ."> A pierced ear twitched. <"For the night? I sleep here. I tie my bag around my wrist and sleep on top of it. My spare clothes cover me.">

Bljn Oakloom glanced down, her pale brows knitting together. <"A woman had bought me a few nights at the Hourglass Inn. . . but I wasted it. I'd gotten sick on the bed. . . so, they threw me out.">

Isey Lightmother listens as a Hearthmother listens: face neutral, gaze amenable. She leans in slightly. But her heart is beating so fiercely she fears Bljn can hear it. <"Bljn,"> she says softly. <"Perhaps many say this to you. But I say this as  Hearthmother to a child of the village."> For all are children of the village. Yes...even they. <"Let me help you. I work for the Ichi-go Ichi-e Clinic, and they know many besides. I cannot..."> She pauses and her gaze slides away for a single moment. >> Isey Lightmother | Memories have their way. Her son was not much older than her when he.... <"It may sound selfish to say, to one who has borne this hardship. But I cannot bear to see you here, freezing, when I am capable of helping. Many here I cannot help. They do not know me. I do not know them. But you..."> She bites her lip a moment. <"Your accent. Your tattoos. It is...deeply familiar.">

Bljn Oakloom looked to Isey warily. She just wanted to make sure. She just wanted to /be/ sure. <". . . you would do so,"> she began slowly. <"For me? For someone of Nyyr-ijla Village?"> It had been four long years; Bljn was three summers old upon receiving her tattoos, with Isey there to witness it. Now, they were faded and smudged over with soot, but they still carried her story. Cautiously, she looked around. <". . . the name my mother gave me was Bjork. Do you remember me, Hearthmother?">

Isey Lightmother blinks, and this is the only expression of emotion she has at first. She gazes upon Bjork, now Bljn, and before long, she brings up a hand to her mouth. Her eyes mist. The will of the Wood, surely this must be? For all the horror this must signify...she lingers not on that just yet. Then, if Bljn would allow, she would calmly place her palms on the young woman's shoulders. >> Isey Lightmother: <"Yes. /Oh./ You were so serious. You had a gaze toward coming rain."> An idiom that means something like 'you were not gonna take shit from anybody, not even god.'  <"That She would weave our paths together again..."> Only by great will does she keep her voice steady. <"Will you come with me? Away from here, at least? I will not stop the path of Bljn. But let me help you back onto it.">

Bljn Oakloom scowled, but only to stop the oncome of tears that pooled in her eyes. Tears of anger, sorrow, heartbreak, and loneliness. <"I never thought I'd see you again,"> her voice came, cracking at the end. Furiously, she rubbed at her eyes. But could she trust her? Could she know she wouldn't sell her off somewhere? No. . . she wouldn't. She couldn't. That wasn't the Isey she knew, who had seen her as Bjork, still a little kit on her mother's teat. Now she was a young woman on the dark corner of >> Bljn Oakloom | Pearl Lane, yet Isey didn't seem to change at all. Out of desperation or perhaps out of frustration, she was already reaching for her splintered wooden crutches. <"Yes. I will go with you, yes. Where. . . where are we going?">

Isey Lightmother: <"First, somewhere where our jungle skin will not turn to ice,"> she says dryly. <"Somewhere with food. Then, we will decide."> Together, as two women full-grown, though vastly different in experience.

Bljn Oakloom: <"I think. . . yes, I think I would like that very much.">

#ffxiv rp #ffxiv stories #ffxiv viera #isey lightmother #bljn oakloom #rava viera

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Aenc Sul for @ffxiv-sandwich-basket

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 Koppli Kopi the Shroud moogle is very pleased to hear his favorite team won! Now he can rub it in everyone’s faces!

(video created by Dyvlje!)

Menphina Madness Blitzball Tournament Champions! The Gridania Sea Chocobos!

Congratulations to the Gridania Sea Chocobos! The Madness is over! Beating out the Ivalice High Seraph, the Gridania Sea Chocobos have emerged on top! 

Congratulations Captain Aedwen Tyrer, Froggy, Goatboy Baptistaux Hortimontel! Wolfboy Syluss Koellian! Hathaway Snow! Rayha’to Kazzak! Tala Kava! Serpent Private Scorpius Tacita-Buduga! and Garlean hostage Vincentius Caius!

(pic by Rayha’to!)

#ffxiv blitzball #menphina madness

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Colorized version of the Xaela portrait I did a while back.

#ffxiv xaela #xaela culture #ffxiv art

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Uranami Onsen Host & Hostess Club! Jan. 3rd.2020 8pm Pacific

The Staff of Uranami Onsen wish to invite you and your’s to our NEW Host & Hostess Club starting January 3rd! Please come by and enjoy our relaxed atmosphere and chat & mingle with our staff. Enjoy a hot soak & perhaps a nice bottle of Wineport Red with our lovely hosts & hostesses this winter season! If a hot soak doesn’t sound appealing, perhaps a steamy session in our saunas, a massage with our specialists, or we can even provide you with a comfortable stay at our inn for the night.  Thank you very much in advance and we hope that you enjoy your evening with us!

Host & Hostess Club

Location: Mist; Ward 15 // Plot 5 Server: Mateus Happy Hour: Half off all of our amenities! Staff Meet & Greet! Date: Friday Jan. 3rd Time: 8PM Pacific

~*~!!! Menus !!!~*~ https://www.uranami-onsen.com/menu *Please take some time to review our onsen etiquette, they can be found at the top of our page.

**Our cellarage is mixed bath only. Please wear appropriate swimsuits or yugi.

Crystal Datacenter Event Hubs:

@mateusrpcalendar @mooglemeet @crystalxivrp @ffxiv-crystal-rp @crystal-rp-ffxiv @balmungrp @mateus-rp @zalera-rp @coeurl-rp

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Commission for @ffxiv-chou ‘s character Madam Cha

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Commission for @ffxiv-chou ‘s character

Copics + Colored Pencil 

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by kota Otani

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GLAM & Glitz Prom pictures .3

@eorzeanincubus @im-vila-you-ass @delicatelygloriouspenguin @drunkenmoogle @crescent-ffxiv

(Please feel free to tag yourselves!)

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Tonight!

When: Saturday, May 18th at 7:30 pm EST- 11 pm est

Where: Costa Del Sol

Join Menphina Maddness’ Cheerleaders at a beachside speedway race and mount wash! Bring your pep, bring your game, and bring your ride!

In effort to help rally support for this year’s tournament and this year’s charity ( http://menphinamadness.org/fundraiser.html ) , the Mad Cheerleaders are throwing a league pep rally featuring games, food, music, prizes,a blitzball player date auction, and a mount race! Oh, and the league’s cheerleaders are there to wash your mount! Attendance is open and encouraged for all, but for those who want to support their favorite team don your colors and face paint! Come have some fun and show your support for a great cause!  UPDATE! Event slides are here:  https://tinyurl.com/Blitztour More vendors slides in the works!

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