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Ruins of Nym

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Day 2 - Season

No matter what season or weather - be it rain, snow, wind or sun - Setoto is full glad to have her body back so she can experience it all once more.

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Day 1 - Arrival

After a short journey, Setoto and Alka Zolka finally arrived at Limsa Lominsa! The shining, white spires reminded her of Nym in its hayday.

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It’s not easy being green…

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Alka Zolka

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XIX. Weal

“A young lady who burst in here not a quarter bell ago? Aye, I’ve seen her.” Momodi Modi crossed her arms. “Tried to hide her tears when gettin’ her key, she did. You wouldn’t have had something to do with that, would you?”

“C-certainly not!” Alka Zolka stammered. “We had agreed to meet on the steps for Little Ladies’ Day, and I am to be her seneschal. I had only just caught sight of her on the Avenue when she ran off!”

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Grave

Setoto had been quite absent-minded lately. Alka Zolka fiddled with his battle-axe and practiced his movements with a frown - he should ask her, he thought to himself.

Setoto was sitting at a safe distance on a half-collapsed stone bench. Even now, when she’s usually studying the Nymian books Surito was able to dig up, she was simply staring off into space.

“Hrm…” Alka made up his mind. He sheathed his axe and walked over to Setoto, who blinked and looked up to him. He could see in her eyes she was still somewhere far away - even her smile, usually bright and wonderfull, was a little sad.

As she saw him approach, Setoto closed the book she wasn’t reading. “Ah, Alka! Have you finished your movements already?”

Alka nodded. “Yes, but more importantly -” he sat down next to her. “What’s wrong?”

Setoto blinked. “Oh, it’s - it’s nothing, I just…” She looked down, struggling to find words.

“Setoto,” Alka said gently. “I know that something’s on your mind. Please, share your burden with me.”

Setoto was quiet for a little while, avoiding Alka’s gaze. “Tomorrow’s my father’s birthday.” she whispered.

“Oh… I’m sorry…”

Setoto sighed. “I mean… I miss him, a lot, and I am glad that I have something to remember him by… but I can’t - he never got to have a burial…” Setoto put her head in her hands, her shoulders shaking. “I never got to say goodbye…”

Alka put his arm over her shoulders to comfort her. “I’m sorry, Setoto. That must be so hard.”

Without thinking, Setoto leaned a little closer to him. “I wish i could do something for him. I know I can’t bring him home - it’s far too late for that.”

Alka pondered it over, his brow furrowed. “What about a memorial stone? I know we can’t bury him, but… we can place it somewhere nice, and…”

Setoto nodded slowly, smiling through her tears. “Yes… I do think that would be nice.”

Alka smiled softly. “Good. Let’s pick one out, I’m sure there’s a suitable one around here… do you know how to chisel? I know someone who can teach you…”

Setoto nodded again. “Yes… let’s begin.”

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Along the shores of Bronze Lake, up on the cliffs, there’s a small patch where Nymeia lilies grow in the wild. It has a clear view of the palace and the little village that sprang up around it. A few young trees gave a scattering of shade in the midday sun.

In the midst of it all, a white marble stone foraged from the ruins of Nym, of the house, the home where Setoto and her father once lived. It was cut to shape, as smoothly as a novice could. The lettering may be shaky and unsteady, but there was no doubt that it was written with love.

Here lies the memory of my father, who gave his life in search of a cure for me, his daughter. An accomplished Scholar and a wonderful father, I will be forever grateful and filled with love for you. I pray you have found your rest.

“Thank you, Alka.” Setoto said quietly. “I couldn’t have done this without you.”

Alka smiled softly. “Anything for you.”

Setoto smiled, holding a large, white feathered quill. “He loved these, I never saw him without one. As soon as he’d gotten an idea, or wanted to note something he didn’t want to forget, he’s whip it out and write it down with it. Often he’d put it in his hat - even after he’d just used it, ink and all.” She chuckled. “It stained terribly, the workers at the washeries were always quite unhappy.”

She placed it at the base of the stone. “It feels good to remember.” she said, absent-mindedly. “It hurts, but… it’s nice, to share his memory.”

Alka nodded. “I’m sure he’d be proud of you.” He put a hand on her shoulder.

She looked up, wiping away a few new tears. “I’d like to be alone now, for a bit.”

“Of course.” He smiled gently. “I’ll stay here for the night. You can always find me if you wish for company.”

Setoto smiled back. “Thank you, Alka.”

As he retreated, Setoto looked back at the stone, and she sat down amidst the lilies. “I love you, father, and I miss you terribly. I wish you could see me - at last, I am myself again!” She sniffled. “I hope you like this spot - Alka found it, originally. I think you’d like him - he’s so very passionate and gallant, and he’s been a great help in my studies.”

She looked out over the lake, feeling the breeze on her face - something she dearly missed while she was a tonberry. She crouched closer to the stone and put her hand on it. “I’ll always remember you, and I’ll visit you regularly. I promise.”

The stone was starting to become warm in the sunlight, and she smiled through her tears.

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VIERAPRIL - Day 13 : Mentor

Nymian mages learned to bind and control faeries that they might entrust the otherworldly creatures with a share of the restorative duties. This allowed these students of war to focus more fully upon strategy and tactics, a practice which earned them the title of ‘scholar.’ But even the most brilliant tacticians could not outmaneuver the tragedy that was to come.

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bg study

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want to get an all scholars in tonberry costumes run of dun scaith to happen. revenge of nym. someone make this happen

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02: Guild

What if you wanted a very cute familiar but the arcanima ancestors said: do your homework

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Lalapril - Day 2: Guild

Unknown to most, Garen and Alka Zolka are distant cousins! They ended up kindling a friendship with their love for books and all things scholarly. Garen enjoys working with Alka’s group as well as they pursue the mysteries surrounding Nym.

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Love is in the air <3

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A couple more recent npc doodles

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