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[gunslingermiqo]

A New Journey

((Reader Note: Praxis is a non-conical city-state created by myself. Information for its location, history, and culture can be found at https://www.worldanvil.com/w/the-black-garden-company-katerenathered/a/praxis-last-haven-of-the-cove-article ))

A long drone of distant.. and yet still close noise tugged at her ears. Those muffled tones which seemed to resound around the room, barely managing to keep her anchored to the present. The sunken azure of the Miqo’s eyes had another prize, locked onto the rifle resting idly in the corner of her office. Rage; it boiled within that hazed over blue, fury continuously being sparked by her inaction, elevating to blinding flashes. In them a countless number of scenarios clearly played out before her, each more gruesome and vindictive than the last, yet none proving satisfying enough.

A sudden tug on the tether to reality threatened to pull her from her trance. Again, another soft yank. With it the sounds of the present seemed to become louder and more visceral; tones which had remained muffled rang clearer. Then it vanished. The fixture of her entranced gaze disappeared from view as a shade moved in front of her, the vaunted weapon hidden behind its dull visage.

“Captain. Captain.”

The voice rang aloud, each tone the bell which would serve to bring her back. Kata shook her lead lightly to clear away the fog. Pinching the bridge of her nose as the worst came to clear, she could feel herself sinking back into the reaches of the chair, some of the tension fading as the figure continued on.

Dressed in elegant clothes, a hyur with raven black hair paced around the office as he read off his battered clipboard. Satisfied to finally have gripped enough of the woman’s attention he continued into his speal.

“Of the twelve cannons, six have warped beyond use. Three have cracks from fatigue leaving us with only three good barrels. We have two more at the docks in storage for repairs but it’s going to take us time to have replacements made. Our munitions stores are critical with less than six shots remaining. Our provisional allowance for repairs and ammunition won’t cover everything and we’re going to have to dip into our personal funds.” There was a hint of a pause but it didn’t last long.

“Retrofitting of the Feather is taking longer than expected and right now the contractors are over budget. Our lack of work has also dipped into our finances as we’re showing a net loss for the last few months. Considering the failed expedition and the resources of the last evening I project that without an additional source of revenue the company will likely be bankrupt in six to eight months.”

Noting the woman’s raised hand the man quickly fell silent, knowing full well the command to cease prattling. His gaze fell upon the Captain, the one whom usually exuded pride, now seemed much like flesh and bone puddling in the oversized plush chair. “Requisition what you can. I want the barrels reconfigured. Two forward and one on each rear turret. Leave the damaged ones for now until they can be replaced. if nothing else we can bluff the enemies with them. Prioritize the cracked ones and send a missive to the shipwright, tell them we’ll be there in two weeks.”

Drawing up a bill of purchase, Kata hastily scrawled out the required letterings. Satisfied with her work she handed the paper over for the accountant to take. As his eyes scanned across the paper an expression formed with a mixture of surprise and horror. 

“Praxis?” He sounded with choked tone.

“Praxis.” Kata’s response was calm and direct. “I want the Feather reconfigured to support tankering of fuel and processing of ceruleum. We’ll attempt to use that to generate income while we pursue the next means of financial gain.”

Swallowing hard, the Hyur flashed her one last look of concern before shakily asking, “A-and what will we be doing there?”

A devilish grin formed upon the woman’s lips. Rising from the sunken spot she grabbed her coat. The pale imitation of bone and flesh all but vanishing as inactivity faded to the thoughts of action. Coat treading across her bare shoulders as she moved to leave the office.  “The same thing all the successful mercenaries of Praxis do.” A long, lasting, lingering, and extended pause hung. “Piracy.”

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[healeremeline]

Where: Mists: Ward 16, Plot 31 (Mateus)

For more information please visit: https://www.blackgardencompany.com/serverevents

Hope to see you there!

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[rosettevaleria]

Every End...

It was just past dawn as Rose slipped out of C’reiyah’s home and quietly closed the door behind her, her bare feet walking through the dew laden grass as she walked through the yard. She pulled the throw blanket she had lifted from the couch a little tighter around her shoulders, using it like a shawl to ward off the morning chill.

So much had changed in such a short period of time, but it was a change that was needed and one for which she was thankful for. She had received word that the musical instruments and such had been moved from the ship, Murdock and his people getting things to storage in his usual efficient manner. She lifted her face to the cool morning breeze as it sifted through the beds, her eyes closing as she inhaled. She was grateful that it was something she needn’t worry over.

Sleep was hard to come by in the last week, nightmares from retrieving Jun plaguing her at least once a night. Mirrors were still hard to look into and she had to fight down an impulse not to cringe every time someone said ‘hello’ or ‘goodbye’. Saphyra hadn’t left her side the first night, the Raen a silent companion in the room and had watched over her.

The winds of change were beginning to blow...and no longer were they beholden to the Black Garden. There were a few she would miss, like Kayne and Katalin. It was always a joy to work with them, knowing that they would always have her back. Those two and her family were bright spots in her time with the company...but, if she were honest, she had been unhappy for quite some time. Her morals and ethics hadn’t fit with them, not since it seemed like things had taken a darker turn.

After a few incidents, she had come to distrust several on the Rocinante...but she stayed to guard her family’s back and tried to keep them safe. It had nearly cost her life on more than one occasion and Rosette had grown tired of bleeding for nothing. Her tired gaze drifted over the gardens and the rooftops of the Beds, her eyes half-lidded with weariness. It was over and passed, now it was the future she had to look to -- however uncertain or rocky it may be.

She crossed her arms as the sun began to peek over the eastern horizon, the light sifting through the boughs and branches, the light dappling across her wane face and shadowed eyes. She took a deep breath and the corners of her lips lifted in a faint smile.

...Marks a New Beginning.

mentions: @saphyra-tsuki, @junakagane, @oroete, @healeremeline, @blackmagesol, @creiyah, @arik (whom doesn’t have a Tumblr), @kayneblackfire, @katalinhunter

OOC: My time with the Black Garden Company has come to a close. It was a bittersweet end to a chapter in Rosette’s story...but I am really excited to see where our new path takes us! There are many that I miss already from BG and the crazy shenanigans in VC, crazy traditions with map runs, and the adventures that we all went on. I’m sure I’ll see you all around in game and in RP.

The Aetherwatch Society is still largely in concept, but the crew and I are brainstorming like crazy and preparing wonderful adventures. My posts may be slightly more infrequent with work hitting our busy season, Shadowbringers dropping, and working with Emeline, Catherina, and friends to create our new home. Stay tuned for more shenanigans!

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[giest-works]

A commission set done for @rosettevaleria!

featuring @oroete @healeremeline and Arik!

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[junakagane]

Jun’s Journal - Week I

Emeline gave this to me, as part of my recovery process. Simply reading is not inherently productive; I must put out my thoughts on paper, and form a hypothesis on them. So, in accordance with standard procedure, I will do just that. To those who read this, please ensure you are familiar with the latest version of Tahl Formatting.

THEOREM: Assuming evil acts are performed throughout one’s lifetime, would a lifetime of good servitude be enough to balance the moral scales?

HYPOTHESIS 1: No: the damage committed by a true atrocity are irreversible. Those who commit them will never find true happiness, knowing they must live with themselves for the rest of their lives.

HYPOTHESIS 2: Yes, and no. Hypothesis 1 remains true, but is assumed under the condition that he who has committed said evil act can do nothing to better anything. Hypothesis 2 assumes the scope of the hypothesis outside the initial impact of the atrocity, and assumes that good can be done elsewhere.

So then, which of these two hypotheses is correct? My answer, a month ago, would have been the first. My answer now is the second. Hypothesis 2 assumes that one need not spread further evil after committing a single atrocity. Instead, one may spend their life bringing good elsewhere. This does not mean they need be forgiven, but it does show intention. 

This past week has shown me much to support this theory. Emeline and I, after encountering the puppet my father sent, have been talking... and at Balor’s Valentione’s Day party, we slowly came out to the crew. There was no teasing, no jabbing: just acceptance. I wondered, at first, why this was their reaction. 

Later, during two consecutive missions, I obtained the injuries I have now. I am to be confined to bed for at least a few days, likely a week. However, much of my (excellent) care has come from Emeline. And I realized, with the relationship we have now, and the ways we treat each other, that none of this is a subconscious act. I worried, for a while, that I had simply been running; using charisma to falsify someone’s feelings for me. But now...

I do not know if I could be happier. I am sure there are parts of my life I could improve... parts of my family. But I have no desire to get into that issue right now. Mafrea, having talked with me a few days ago, even gave me express permission to... well, it’s too early for that, though Emeline seemed pleased by the idea. He and I talked of other topics, like her scrape with the void demon, and the horrifying scene she bore witness to. But all I could do was offer help where I can, and to convey feelings I felt they could not. 

What is this leading to? I do not know. I feel neither hypothesis is fully correct. Hypothesis 2 leads one to believe that atrocities should simply be ignored by the committer if they intend to do good. But I do not want to forget... I feel I should remember it, every day for as long as I live. At least, until the day I see him again.

Until then, I will stay here, on the Rocinante. I’ll stay with the crew, with all of their wonderful, colorful characters, and... with Emeline. I’ll stay with Emeline, I think, for a long, long time. 

@healeremeline @oroete @blackgarden-fc

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[aurora-tsuki]

[A Formal Entry]

We had a training exercise. We used “paint balloons” as our weapons, which is what it sounds like -- balloons filled with colourful paint to attack one other. Some people had artillery weapons filled with the paint, others just carried the balloons around to counterattack with. If you got hit with three you “died”, and had to get “resurrected”.

It was a bit funny, after the whole incident. But while we were running through the training ground that was set up, I had to keep telling myself “it’s just a game”. It was strange… my heart kept jumping and I felt myself going into that state of mind when I am actually in combat… I kept seeing strange things. The sky kept going dark in my vision and… I don’t know what it means. But when Emeline fell the first time (poor Eme kept getting “knocked out”) I felt a surge of emotion, like I was choking on something, and my chest got really, really tight.

After that I focused on “it’s just a game” in my head over and over. I was able to relax after a little bit. Especially with watching the whole team go! Katalin and Snarls did an awesome job, so did Ashe with the shield she grabbed and rush forward with. Snarls kept us focused.

Kayne did a great job keeping us moving forward. We ran into a few checkpoints where healers worked on restoring us, and we found special equipment to help us, like smoke bombs. No one really seemed like they wanted to grab the smoke bombs and it caused us to get stuck at the first checkpoint for a while. Eventually Kayne and I grabbed one, as did Ashe (I think it was Ashe? My memory is foggy. I mostly remember her with the shield). After that, the team seemed to get better at not getting stuck at checkpoints.

Oh! Arik was just on the sideline, taking notes. That was part of the exercise, is we did not have him as an instructor. I think we managed pretty well, but we definitely have some stuff to work on. Like… Kayne, Ashe, and I should not be the ones to throw grenades. I did not know you’re supposed to pull the pin out in order to set it off, so we ended up getting hit by the final trap…

But I think I did really good! I hit the shadow with one of the paint ballons! She is super sneaky and was playing a strike “assassin” along with Cor’sair. I managed to find her through all the chaos and paint, and my balloon landed a hit! It was a really lucky shot, but I feel really proud of myself. Aifread is super talented. I was also the only one that did not get hit by the final trap of gold paint. Even though Eme gave me a big hug after the training, so I still got paint on my new jacket that Eme found for me.

It was nice to get that bit of paint though. Everyone covered in colours like they were… it felt… nice. We were all together. Kayne looked like he wanted to jump into the ocean to clean off the paint though… he ended up going back to the ship instead. I agree though. The ocean would have been a nice place to wash off.

While I am still warming up to the crew… it was nice. I would love to talk to Katalin, Ashe, Snarls, Aifread -- okay I am going to list everyone honestly. But I would love to talk to everyone more. I am feeling better… I even formally introduced myself to Aifread and talked to her and Snarls for little, before I had to head off to bed. These are the memories I am so happy to make.

--

Mentions: @healeremeline @kayneblackfire @ashebraum @katalinhunter @snarlingcoeurl

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[healeremeline]

Beach Party! Welcome new members!!!! @blackgarden-fc

Pic Credits: @sleepy-mage @healeremeline @blackmagesol

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[healeremeline]

Aster’s Funeral Shots. Pic Credits to @blackmagesol @healeremeline @sleepy-mage.

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[healeremeline]

May 16th, 8-11pm EST Where: Mists: Ward 16, Plot 31 Come have wounds treated and illnesses cured by a dedicated medical staff aboard the Rocinante. We invite all Limsans and visitors to seek aid, free of cost. We will be accepting patients up until 11pm EST. Please leave your weapons at the door and check in with our Triage Liaison before partaking of refreshments and company. @blackgarden-fc @junakagane

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[rosettevaleria]

Heavy

The gray light of dawn was just filtering in through the windows as Rosette started to wake. Her limbs felt heavy, her head felt foggy as she fought to open her eyes through the last vestiges of the sleep spell that Mafrea had hit her with before he had left. She had been dozing lightly just before, trying to stem off the dizziness and headache that came with using her own very miniscule aether manipulation abilities to halt Jun’s aetherflow.

She opened her eyes, looking at the semi-lit room. Her dreams had been plagued with an inky darkness that had flooded the room, threading its way up around Mafrea’s limbs as he had taken a long drag of a cigar. The smoldering tip of it had been the only light in the room as the dripping shadows had hovered over him, a skeletal reaper with a long scythe dangling just over his left shoulder. The Thaumaturge’s skin had started to wither, become pockmarked in the ink that dripped from the creature hovering over him. She had tried to call out to him, to warn him...but her voice had been stolen as the darkness washed up over her and dragged her into the abyss. 

Then, wakefulness had started to creep in and drag her out of slumber.

Rose didn’t have the energy to move and simply remained as she was, the bench only slightly uncomfortable. She knew her back and shoulders would be stiff and sore later, but she just...couldn’t bring herself to move.

Last night had been difficult with Jun’s possession rearing it’s ugly head, worrying about the team that Arik took to discover what the hell was happening with her caravans, and the fall out that happened between Emeline and Mafrea. She cringed and lifted a hand to run over her face as she recalled the Conjurer yelling at Mafrea, partially revealing that Rosette felt more than what their familial bond was. Luckily, the mage likely missed it as he was so focused on Emeline and her lack of control.

Then, there was the news that Anhashy delivered about the Garleans not truly being Garleans. They were hired thugs paid to target her shipments, intent on destroying her. She knew she had upset some people with her bravado and blunt dealings, but actual enemies that would strike out? She supposed it would happen sooner or later, she thought as she shifted a little to relieve the pressure on her right hip. Still, she had felt oddly vulnerable.

Perhaps it was because she was so depleted from aiding Jun? Manipulating someone’s aether was an incredibly difficult task for a seasoned professional...much less a novice stumbling through it based on another’s notations. She had wanted to ask Mafrea to stay on the ship instead of taking a walk to get some air. Yet...she let him go. He needed to go do whatever it was he did when the rage was close to breaching the surface. His need was greater than her own.

Rose closed her eyes, once more trying to talk herself into getting up and give herself a pep talk. She had paperwork to file, contracts to review, and a meeting to talk with a stained glass and window merchant about setting up shipments to Kugane and Doma. Yet still, she didn’t move.

It wasn’t until the first streaks of sun bathed the ship that she was seen walking away from the Rocinante, shoulders slumped and eyes downcast as she was lost in her own chaotic thoughts. She had more questions than answers after that caravan’s mission and she looked forward to the full report. She had some digging to do.

mentions: @healeremeline, @oroete, @junakagane, @blackgarden-fc, @Arik (The Bum) @Anhashy (No tumblr?)

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[healeremeline]

Treasure hunting! Surface Team and Wreck Team!

Pic Credit: @ashebraum @sleepy-mage @katalinhunter

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[rosettevaleria]

Rosette Valeria, Ul’dahn Monetarist

The Basics ––– –

Age: 29

Birthday: 16th Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon

Race: Midlander Hyur

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Marital Status: Single

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Black with some graying

Eyes: Blue-green

Height: 5′3″

Build: Athletic Build

Distinguishing Marks: Freckles, a scar across her nose, various other scarring beneath her clothing.

Common Accessories: Three studs in her right ear, each one containing a linkpearl. A pair of small, gold hoops in her earlobes.

Personal ––– –

Profession: Ul’dahn Merchant, part of the Monetarist faction.

Hobbies: Running her own business, Desert Rose Industries, drinking, reading bodice rippers, martial training, fishing.

Languages: Common

Residence: The Goblet

Birthplace: Ul’dah

Religion: The Twelve

Patron Deity: Nymeia, the Spinner

Fears: Loss of usefulness, her brother, loss of loved ones

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None

Children: None

Parents: Wilhem (Father, deceased), Reshara (Mother)

Siblings: Alistair (Older brother), Myriah (Younger sister)

Other Relatives: She considers her friends (Arik, Saphyra, Emeline, and Mafrea) as her family.

Pets: None

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: Yes, particularly when stressed.

Drugs: No.

Alcohol: Yes, moderate to excessively - depending on her mood.

RP Hooks ––– –

Merchant: Rosette is well known for her business dealings among the upper class of Ul’dah, especially with having broken away from her family’s business to pursue her own interests in the Cobalt and Mythril mines and refining. She has some newly established contacts in Kugane, importing and exporting goods there, as well as sending various supplies to Ala Mhigo and Doma for rebuilding efforts. She has a known Syndicate patron, a Lalafell called Nanoni Noni.

Pugilist: She can often be seen training at the Pugilist’s Guild in Ul’dah when she is in the area, training with some of the younger combatants there and helping them learn new techniques -- as well as learning, herself! She can often be seen running laps through the Goblet or on the beaches of Mists, usually in the early hours of the morning.

Barfly: Rose can sometimes be found in the bars in Limsa Lominsa and in Ul’dah. She will never drink to excess in these areas, usually sipping on a drink or two and enjoying some casual conversation. She tends to enter alone and leaves alone, taking the long way about to head home. She sometimes seems paranoid about people following her.

Screenshots courtesy of: @sleepymiqo, @oroete

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[healeremeline]

More Black Garden Random Pics! Almost caught up! @blackgarden-fc

Pic Credits: @junakagane @blackmagesol @sleepy-mage @gunslingermiqo

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[healeremeline]

Goodbye Stormblood!!! 

I just want to thank everyone that welcomed me into the game during this expansion. From the real-life friends that dragged me in, to the new faces in my life that helped me learn this game from the ground up and gave me community and a place to rest my head. 

And most especially to one of the sweetest and most amazing RP partners a person can ask for. My gaming world feels so complete with these two nerds together.  @junakagane 

Enjoy our shots from our most favorite places!

Welcome Shadowbringers!!!

I cannot wait to see the story, meet even more wonderful people and explore the story with those around me. There will be so many adventures to be had! 

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[rosettevaleria]

Character Interview: Rosette Valeria

— What did you have for breakfast?

She seems to have to think really hard and frowns, “I don’t believe I ate breakfast this morning. I haven’t slept yet today, beyond a brief cat nap...does dinner count as breakfast?”

— What can you cook perfectly? Rose shakes her head, giving a lopsided grin and a shrug. “If it’s a simple meal, I can handle it. I can fry an egg and cook some rice. Murdock and Richart -- whom are not only my retainers but good friends -- tend to be kind enough to leave something for me when I get home, especially when they know I’ve been handling business endeavors all day.”

— If you could choose a pet, what would it be? “I would choose a plant. Something easily taken care of.” She shakes her head, “I’m away from home too much and too busy to have a pet. Though...I am partial to kitties. I like Emeline’s cat, Pudge...even though he tries to eat my boots.”

— How is your relationship with your parents? She lifts her shoulders in a shrug, “We have never really seen eye-to-eye.” She looks away, “My father died in the Calamity, but my mother is still alive. Suffice to say, I was the rebellious child. Neither of my parents really liked that.”

— What is your favorite read? She laughs softly and scratches the back of her head, “Trashy romance novels with lots of smut. I tend to have a handful and multiple copies stowed everywhere. I even have purposely left some at a friend’s apartment to have access.”

— Do you put both socks on first, or one sock, one shoe? “I put my socks on first and then my boots.” She raises an eyebrow, “That’s an odd question.”

— Do you fold your clothes before bed? She shrugs a little, “It depends on what I’m wearing. If it’s business, I tend to hang things up -- save for when I’m exhausted. If it’s my adventuring gear, you’ll find it in a trail somewhere from the bottom of the stairs, through the sitting area, and into my bedroom.”

— How do you feel about marriage? She shakes her head, snorting faintly. “I sincerely doubt it’s in my future. No one would want to put up with me for that long. I’m surprised my friends have stuck around for as long as they have.”

— Who was the last person you crushed on? Rosette’s feature soften and her slight smile is affectionate, “...You wouldn’t know him. He’s just a thaumaturge.”

— What does your dream home look like? and where would it be? She shakes her head, “I already have my dream home. It’s small and comfortable in the Goblet, looking over the gorge. I’m barely here as it is...”

— What’s your worst habit? "I have several. Drinking excessively and smoking when I’m stressed. I probably keep too many secrets to keep my friends safe.”

— What do you do for a living and how do you feel about your job? “I have two jobs, I run Desert Rose Industries and work for the Rocinante. I enjoy owning my own merchantile business and have a great opportunity meet many different people. The work on the Rocinante is alright, not always my cup of tea but I’m there to support others.” She shrugs, “It makes ends meet.” Tagging: Anyone who wants to do it!

Image credit: @healeremeline

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[healeremeline]

Random Black Garden Pics of the past few weeks! More to come!

Pic Credits: @ashebraum @blackmagesol @katalinhunter @sleepy-mage

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