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anghraine · 4 years

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pro patria, 71-77

“These are no innocents, Advocate,” said Ihan. “They’re pirates, and a cutthroat bunch at that—bear that in mind.” Right, pirates. Thieves and murderers and gods knew what else; it still wasn’t the plan I’d have chosen, had another presented itself, but … well, they’d done worse themselves. I’d done worse, arguably, with all the bandits I’d killed—I regretted nothing, but risking murderers’ lives could be no worse than killing them myself, surely.

title: pro patria (71-77/?) stuff that happens: One minute, Althea's realizing that her life as an aristocrat does not represent a universal Ascalonian experience; the next, she's manufacturing pirate slang.

verse: Ascalonian grudgefic characters/relationships: Althea Fairchild, Ailoda Langmar, Agent Ihan; Captain Barnicus, First Mate Gaets, others; Althea & Ailoda, Althea & Ihan chapters: 1-7, 8-14, 15-21, 22-28, 29-35, 36-42, 43-49, 50-56, 57-63, 64-70

SEVENTY-ONE 1 According to our stories and records, all the Fairchilds alive today were descendants of Lady Irene Fairchild. Irene, a cousin of Duke Barradin and member of the first Vanguard, claimed that she’d left Ascalon on a mission before the Searing, and returned afterwards upon being summoned by Prince Rurik himself. She’d defied King Adelbern to help Rurik lead desperate survivors of the Searing to Kryta, and taken over the expedition upon Rurik’s death. She and some companions joined Kryta’s White Mantle government, only to turn on it when they discovered its corruption, at which point they became allies of the Shining Blade instead, and aided Queen Salma's ascension to the throne. Irene even left notes of something to do with a lich and Rurik, though she was vague on the details. The family story went that she became an agent of the Ebon Vanguard, first under Captain Langmar and then Gwen Thackeray, and helped establish Ebonhawke. It sounded like the stories were true—all of them. 2 It made for a pleasant diversion, but after that, I seemed to encounter something disturbing about my people everywhere I went. One man near the gates complained about his offspring creating a guild to attack Ascalonian children. The woman he was speaking to shrugged and replied, “Someone’s got to teach them a lesson.” And people wondered why we stuck to Rurikton and Salma. In the upper city, I overheard a man asking another man and a woman why we didn’t have more Ascalonian ministers, something I’d certainly wondered about enough times. The other man said grimly, “The usual. No land, no vote.” 3 That was what my mother thought; she only knew three or four other ones. Of course, nothing prevented people from voting for someone who just happened to be Ascalonian—but they almost never did. In the meanwhile, I heard various gossip about Queen Jennah, ranging from whispers about Caudecus taking over—over my dead body—to anxious curiosity about when she would marry, to staunch declarations of support. Something must have happened; Logan, evidently, had gotten in a fight with some of Caudecus’s people, though I wasn’t exactly sure when or why it had happened. I could think of any number of reasons, really. Exhaustion crept up on me, perhaps from the exceptionally long morning I’d had, but more than that, too. I had never wished for another heritage, another life, but sometimes I wished I could just get away from everything that came with it. 4 I didn’t want to be poor, of course. But I’d like to pass through my city without hearing about the war or the Charr, or any of the things that Krytans thought were wrong with us. Not bothering to hide my scowl, I made my way back towards Seraph Headquarters and the palace, where the city was particularly beautiful and the people particularly inoffensive. I walked around under the dangling moons and stars of the mossy courtyard until my mood and my headache improved—and even then, I couldn’t help but think of how few Ascalonians could simply show up for a stroll in the royal courtyard when the world became overwhelming. And here I was, the Lady Althea, daughter of a Langmar minister and a Fairchild heir, hero of Shaemoor, Advocate of the Crown, doing absolutely nothing for my people. Helping others in general, sure—but not Ascalonians, who needed it more than anyone else. Someday I would. 5 I promised myself that. Zhaitan or no Zhaitan, I would go to Ebonhawke, where my people had lived and fought for so long, where my own family had, where I’d come into the world. I would offer my services to the Vanguard, in whichever way they saw fit, whether sword and sceptre or political strings pulled or whatever else. I would earn a right to the Ascalonian banners that hung throughout every manor I’d lived in. I’d earn the right to say I am an Ascalonian. I would go home, at last. To Ascalon. 6 I returned to the Salma manor to rest, glad to see the familiar lines and curves of the place I’d known for so many years—a place where I knew myself to be safe from all the rest of the world. Another advantage that most Ascalonians wouldn’t share with me. I’d never thought of that before. This time, I did manage to sleep, my intended nap turning into the hours until dinner. Despite all the irregularities of my schedule, I scrambled to appear on time. My mother, entering the dining room from the opposite side, looked startled. “Althea?” 7 “You’re here!” she said happily. “I can’t stay long,” I replied, seating myself at her right hand, “but I did want to see you.” She smiled. “I would have come home earlier, had I known you were here—what have you been up to?” I weighed what I could tell her, and what I wanted to tell her. “Oh, I had a meeting with Logan and some other people,” I said, “and ran a few errands, and then”—I swallowed—“then I took a long walk about the city.” She gazed steadily at me, and said, “Was any word of that true?”

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1) she was vague on the details: the GW1 PC doesn’t cover themself with glory in their dealings with the lich; they’re constantly fooled through the first half of the game.

2) The family story went that she became an agent of the Ebon Vanguard: in the GW1 expansion Guild Wars: Eye of the North, the PC has the option to become an agent of the Ebon Vanguard, gaining ascending '[x] Agent' titles. The game isn't clear about what happens after that, but I imagine them (or at least Irene) sticking with the Vanguard.

3) a guild to attack Ascalonian children: an actual ambient conversation.

---------------------------------------------------------------- SEVENTY-TWO 1 “Every word was true,” I assured her. “Vague, I grant you—but true, and no vaguer than they have to be.” She nodded, accepting this, or appearing to. “Can you tell me where you’re headed now?” Only then did I feel the weight of my next destination, a place I’d so often read of, heard of, seen on maps. I took a deep breath. “Lion’s Arch.” 2 “Lion’s Arch!” my mother exclaimed. “What in the names of the Six are—oh, you probably can’t tell me.” “I’m afraid not,” I replied. I didn’t quite regret it; I could only imagine how worried she’d be if she knew I was fighting dragon minions and chasing a deranged Seraph in the company of a spy. “Be careful,” said Mother, already looking worried. “The city’s not what it used to be. It’s full of unsavoury types who think they’re too good for the queen, and it’s crawling with Charr.” 3 Charr! I hadn’t thought of that. I should have. I’d heard that Lion’s Arch paid no respects to the lines between human and Charr, sylvari and Asura, any of them and Norn—paid no respects to anything at all, except money. To me, nothing but perhaps the architecture sounded appealing. Nevertheless, to Lion’s Arch I was to go, if only on my way to somewhere else. And I couldn’t deny a certain curiosity about the place. 4 “I’ll take care,” I promised. “You don’t need to worry—I can look after myself, I promise.” “Sometimes,” said my mother, “that’s what I’m afraid of.” I laughed. “Well, I won’t pick fights with anyone, either. Even the Charr.” But I’d given my word, so I added, “Not in Lion’s Arch.” 5 Mother sighed, but said, “I don’t suppose I can ask for more than that. You’ve grown up so much, Althea.” I picked up my fork, poking at our cook’s best attempts to make something of rationed food. Sometimes I didn’t feel very grown-up. More often, I wished I didn’t. But Tervelan’s plot had yanked me out of childhood forever, and Shaemoor and its consequences had done the rest of the work. “One minute I’m little Althea Fairchild,” I said lightly, “and the next I’m Advocate of the Crown.” 6 “You’re what?” I hadn’t meant it as a distraction, but I seized the opportunity when it presented itself. That was, I supposed, my way. “Queen Jennah appointed me this morning,” I told her. Only this morning? Holy Kormir, what a day. “It’s a sort of diplomatic thing.” 7 I half-expected her to press further, or at least express some disappointment or dismay at the secrecy, but instead, she lit up. “Oh, Althea.” She searched my face, then pressed my free hand, a trembling smile on her lips. “A government position? Darling, I’m so proud; I never dreamed that you’d follow me!” I couldn’t help but return her smile, even though I wouldn’t exactly call fighting undead following my mother’s path in the Ministry—but she’d started with battles against the Charr, hadn’t she? “It’s all very complicated,” I said. SEVENTY-THREE 1 Contrary to my own expectations, I slept as easily as a cat in the daytime. Unlike one, however, I woke at dawn—I had a substantial journey from Lion’s Arch to Lionbridge Expanse to complete this morning. According to a decidedly sketchy map in my collection, I’d go north out of Lion’s Arch into Gendarran Fields, head west out of Cornucopian Fields through Broadhollow Bluffs, and then run into the Expanse. The route would take me right past the Ascalon Settlement, the town that the first Ascalonian refugees in Kryta had established; with Ebonhawke and Rurikton, it was one of the main centers of Ascalonian culture. I’d always wanted to see it, but hadn’t dared the journey. Now, I couldn’t afford any detours—this time. But maybe I’d be able to go once this was all over. 2 I dressed quickly, gathered the supplies for the journey I’d packed last night, left a note for my mother, and headed out to the royal courtyard. I could go through Queensdale instead of Lion’s Arch, and felt strongly tempted to do so, but that would be pure self-indulgence; the Asura gate to Lion’s Arch gleamed right here in the courtyard. Once, I’d been composed of little but self-indulgence. Now, some things had to come first—and efficiency ranked high among them. Despite my best intentions, I hesitated at the gate. I wasn’t a healer, able to identify bone and organs at will, so I couldn’t say exactly what shivered in my chest as I stood before the gate. Did it matter? 3 Footsteps sounded behind me, and someone said, “Are you going through?” I turned, saw a man in merchant’s clothes, saw him step back. “My lady,” he added hastily. “Pardon,” I said, embarrassed at my own weakness. Determined to cast it aside, I summoned up all the resolve I possessed, and continued, “Yes, I’m going.” With that, I paid the Asura by the gate, and stepped through. 4 I only dimly remembered the last time I’d taken an Asura gate, when my family left Ebonhawke. One moment, I was crying as Aunt Elwin kissed me goodbye; the next, with a flash of purple light, I was staring around at Rurikton’s narrow walls and tall buildings. This gate seemed both like and unlike that memory, and like and unlike the waypoints I used so often. As my vision filled with purple, my body felt oddly compressed and heavy, while my heart raced and my stomach clenched down on nothing. But then everything cleared and my feet landed on solid ground, without any lurching disorientation. I took a few steady steps down a wooden ramp, and looked around with interest. So this was Lion’s Arch. 5 I stood on a sort of mossy circle, which centered on small levels rather like a fountain leading up to a flowery crystal. On one side of the circle, a stone ramp ran up to the main city, which from here looked like a very dramatic collection of shipwrecks; on the other side, a wooden bridge headed off into some trees. All around me, Asura gates cast light from their rocky pedestals just beyond the edges of the circle, each accessible by another ramp, and guarded by soldiers of various species. Including Charr. I steadied my nerves; they weren’t even looking at me, but talking in their low growls to a sylvari gesturing at the gate. Something, something Black Citadel. Sweet Lyssa, who would want to go there? 6 I’d heard little of it, of course, and had no interest in finding out more. But I knew that it was the Charr capital, deliberately built on the bones of slaughtered Ascalonians. This must be a gate to Ascalon. I eyed the Charr guards, unable to repress a curl of my lip. I’d never go this way. But they didn’t matter, I told myself; what they stood for mattered, but these were just two monsters among thousands, perhaps millions. I turned away. 7 My gate was likewise guarded, by two professional-looking Seraph who appeared remarkably sanguine about the Charr so near to them. I greeted them by rank, which seemed to gratify one of them, and then said, “I need to go to Gendarran Fields.” “We’re not tour guides,” said one of the Seraph, but the other hushed him. “You go all the way north, past Trader’s Forum,” she told me, and when I thanked them and headed off, she hissed at her companion, “Don’t you know who she is?” “Why should I care?” he said. “She’s Captain Thackeray’s right hand!” He scoffed, saying, “No, that’s Lieutenant … wait, you mean that was the hero of Shaemoor?” SEVENTY-FOUR 1 I nearly got lost about a half-dozen times on my way to the Trader’s Forum, as I navigated assorted buildings pieced together out of assorted ships—many of them looked very much the same, even with strings of glowing lights and the occasional waypoint lighting the way. And the crowds were like nothing I’d ever seen before, even in Divinity’s Reach on its busiest days. Everyone was shouting and shoving and jostling on the ways to the bank and the Black Lion market, which lay right in my path. Once, a Charr actually touched me as she pushed on by. My stomach turned and I jerked away. Eventually, however, I found myself in the much more sparsely populated stretch of crafting stations along the northern edge of the city, very little different from those in the Commons back home. I repressed the urge to stop and look at jewelry and clothes, and more relieved than not, strode through the portal. 2 I emerged into a landscape of green fields and hills, and took off running to the west. At first it looked nearly idyllic—an impression that lasted the three minutes that passed before I encountered giant spiders spitting poison. I killed them without very much difficulty, though I felt decidedly queasy, and raced onwards until I nearly collided into a green and purple sylvari. “Hello!” she said. “I am called Brigid. And you?” “Althea,” I said, certain that neither lady nor Fairchild would carry any meaning for her. 3 “It’s beautiful out here, isn’t it?” she continued happily. “So green and fertile.” I nodded, and she chattered on, talking about the apparently hard-working farmers of Applenook, along with the dangers of pirates. While I certainly disapproved of piracy as both a fellow citizen and a loyal subject to the queen, it came as quasi-welcome news in this case. Evidently, I’d arrived at the right place. “Thank you,” I said, and we parted ways, Brigid peering around herself as I took off for the west. Onwards. 4 Despite the occasional fight along the way, I made good time, and ran through grass and clumps of cheerful yellow flowers to arrive at Lionbridge Expanse early. Ihan was, of course, already at the bridge. Well, under it. At first, when I didn’t see him, I shrugged and clambered down the slope to the stream flowing beneath the bridge. A large skale attacked me, so I thought I’d pass the time in fighting it. “Advocate, over here,” whispered Ihan. I flung aether towards the skale and whirled about. 5 My long skirt whirled with me, and settled neatly back down again, rather to my relief; Faren would have approved, though I couldn’t imagine Ihan cared one way or the other. I could only make out a vague figure in any case. Then Ihan stepped forward, himself once more, and murmured, “Keep your voice low.” I hadn’t said anything, but I nodded. “The pirates are still spooked from Kellach’s attack,” he said. “They won’t be quick to trust newcomers.” I didn’t mean to be impatient, but— 6 “We need them to tell us what they know,” I said firmly. “How do we get them to talk?” Ihan gave one of his thin smiles. “Don’t worry, Advocate. The Order’s been thinking ahead—it’s what we do. The Order of Whispers is the oldest organization in Tyria; we’ve managed to survive this long because we always have a plan.” I’d hoped to hear that.

“I’m listening,” I told him. “What do you suggest we do?” “I’ve hidden special torches on the outskirts of the pirate camp—they’re enchanted with pure life force by a priest of Melandru,” he said. “The power of these torches will draw in the undead, but nobody else will notice the difference.” “Draw in the undead?” I hissed. “That’s dangerous!” That was what he’d been doing while I slept?

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1) jewelry and clothes: you can develop crafting abilities in the game, including as a jeweler and a tailor, though Althea would probably just buy things.

----------------------------------------------------------- SEVENTY-FIVE 1 “People could get hurt,” I added. “These are no innocents, Advocate,” said Ihan. “They’re pirates, and a cutthroat bunch at that—bear that in mind.” Right, pirates. Thieves and murderers and gods knew what else; it still wasn’t the plan I’d have chosen, had another presented itself, but … well, they’d done worse themselves. I’d done worse, arguably, with all the bandits I’d killed—I regretted nothing, but risking murderers’ lives could be no worse than killing them myself, surely. I nodded, not quite trusting myself with words. 2 “Disguise yourself,” said Ihan, “and attempt to join the crew. When the undead attack, prove yourself defending the camp. They’ll trust you after that.” Well, now it made sense. It was much easier to do something like this with a clear objective in mind, and clearer plan for achieving it. “I’ll maintain the torches,” Ihan continued, “and watch for undead. I’ll be nearby in case the situation escalates out of control.” 3 That sounded promising. Ihan set a pack down on the bank of the stream, opened it up, and started rummaging inside. He emerged with some things that someone more generous than me might have called clothes. There were leather trousers, which I could have expected. There was a feathered hat—all right. There were assorted belts and straps and scarves, and unexpectedly, a half-corset, something I’d never imagined pirates wearing. There was not a shirt. 4 “Here, put on this disguise,” he told me, his mouth quirking as he glanced from the fashionably slashed caps of my sleeves to my long skirt. “No one’s going to believe you’re a pirate in your current get-up.” “Uh,” I said. “What am I supposed to wear here?” I gestured vaguely at my chest. Ihan, thankfully, didn’t look. “This.” 5 He tossed the half-corset at me. “Fine,” I said, “but what am I wearing over it?” “Nothing,” said Ihan, a trace of impatience touching his even voice as he handed over the rest of the quasi-clothes. “You’re a pirate, Advocate. If you’re going to continue in the Order of Whispers, you have to learn to set Lady Althea aside, and become whatever is needed.” I had never said anything about continuing in the Order of Whispers! I preferred them to the others—maybe—but— 6 “Now you’re Yardarm, Rock Dog of the Eastern Sea,” he added. “Right,” I said faintly. “Now, hurry up.” “Well, turn around,” I said, though with that corset, it hardly made any difference; he’d see everything anyway. Everyone would. I shuddered, but remembered the undead, and once he turned his head aside, swiftly disentangled myself from my coat and skirt and did my best to figure out the pirate gear. With deep reluctance, I said, “Done.” 7 Ihan turned back to me and glanced at the outfit; to my relief, it was only a glance before his eyes returned to my face. “Good. Are you ready?” “Is there anything else I need to know about being a pirate?” This horrible outfit couldn’t be enough. “Work on your swagger, your swearing, and your slang,” he said, and smiled again, more warmly. “You’ll be fine.”

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1) At this point in the story, Althea’s standard outfit is this; the pirate costume is this.

--------------------------------------------------------------- SEVENTY-SIX 1 Swagger I could handle. As for swearing and slang, I didn’t know what about me gave the impression that I might be conversant in either. I didn’t even know people who were; Logan didn’t bother, Faren found them inelegant, Deborah … well, all right, she swore like a sailor when she got angry. I strained to remember some of her more vivid insults. “All right,” I told him. “Thanks, Ihan. Here I go.” 2 Despite all my apprehensions and discomfort, the plan went off like a dream. I made my way to the camp, ignored the low, drunken singing of a small group of pirates, and was promptly directed to the captain by a surly underling. The first mate stopped me on the way there. “Get out of here before I use your parts for chum, you swine-hugging lowlife,” she snarled. I eyed her coolly. “Big talk from someone who smells like an unwashed dolyak.” “That's the best you got?” 3 She gave a hoarse laugh, adding, “Your wits are 'bout as quick as a pregnant cow.” My wits were just fine, and I didn’t care one way or another what some pirate thought of them. My first inclination was to shrug and continue on my way, but I remembered Ihan’s advice, and tried to imagine what Deborah would say. “Hey, don't go bringing your mother into this,” I said, and smiled cheerfully, making sure it showed my teeth. “Someone might get hurt. You, in fact.” 4 She didn’t look intimidated, but her eyes narrowed, which I counted as a success of sorts. “What’s that?” she growled. “I'd murder you right now if I didn't mind getting the blood of a Charr-loving rat-catcher on my blade.” A Charr-loving— Me? Me? My vision tightened, narrowing in on where she stood before me, a sneer on her face, and—I didn’t normally condone them, but I had half a mind to to challenge her to a duel on the spot. 5 In other circumstances. Not now, when I needed information, when undead were loose in Kryta. I forced my fury to a reasonable simmer, steadied my hands and breaths. “Oh, please,” I told her. “You even think about murdering me, you better stop yourself and apologize, skritt-licker.” To my astonishment, she chuckled. “Good one!” 6 “I like you,” she added, grinning down at me. “You can live for now.” “Thanks,” I said, “but I don't need any favors from you, flotsam-face.” I tipped my hat; it seemed a pirate-ish thing to do. “See you around.” I very much hoped I wouldn’t. For her sake. 7 She marched ahead of me as I walked towards the captain, my heart thudding, and Ihan’s torches shining clear and bright around the camp. “Splendid view, isn’t it?” the captain told her. “Only thing missing is our bloody ship! We never should have let that Seraph dog board the Ravenous again.” My nerves all seemed to spring to life at the same time, but I tried not to look too obviously interested. She saluted and said, “Ravenous died a noble death, Cap’n: on fire and full of holes.” Apparently that was their idea of nobility. SEVENTY-SEVEN 1 The first mate sniffed. “She went down fighting, like the grand dame she was.” “Aye, that she did, that she did,” Captain Barnicus said gravely. He glanced my way, and his eyes narrowed. “Here, who’s this new lubber come to stare at us?” I saluted him, aiming for a mix of deference and assurance—like a rough-around-the-edges Logan, maybe, though I could just imagine his face at the comparison. Especially considering the corset. 2 “Reporting for duty, captain,” I said, dropping my voice. “They call me Yardarm, Rock Dog of the Eastern Sea. I hear you’re looking for a new crew?” The captain’s scowl deepened. “You heard wrong. We’re looking for brothers and sisters of fortune. Sailors that’ll stand by us when the blood starts flowin’.” 3 “Now sling your hook before I—” A sylvari pirate (not two words I would have ever expected to use together) swivelled about towards us. He shouted, “Captain! The undead are back! We’re under attack!” The menace on Barnicus’s face turned into surprised fury, his hand already brandishing his sword. “Damn them!” 4 He pointed at me with his other hand. “You there, Yardarm! If you want to earn a berth on my ship, draw your weapon and risk your neck with the rest of us!” Ihan’s plan, such as it was, had gone off perfectly. I seized my own sword and leapt into the battle, dodging the rotting limbs, decaying weapons, and inexorable tread of the Risen. The aether lashing through my sceptre and my illusions destroyed undead as well as anything else. Not easily, though: they just kept coming and coming, and I spent as much time protecting and bracing up pirates as I did fighting—victory wouldn’t go very far if Barnicus lost his crew with it. 5 After three waves of attacks, this group of undead lay, well, dead. We burned the corpses and scattered the bones; you couldn’t really be too careful. Then, astonishingly, the pirates returned to drinking, singing, working, and/or mourning the ship, as if nothing had happened. I’d worried about them figuring out the cause of the attack, but they didn’t even try to guess. Barnicus gave me a slightly painful clap on the arm. “You did well, Yardarm, but if you’re lookin’ to join my crew, fightin’ ain’t enough. You need sharp wit, too.” 6 “My wit?” I said, not prepared for this, but not willing to abandon the plan. “What does that have to do with anything?” He shook his head, hand still on my bare arm. I refused to flinch, though every particle of my body urged me to cringe away. “Listen ’ere, matey. My crew has to settle scores with words, or we’d kill each other off! Speak with Gaets, she’ll set you to rights.” 7 It sounded positively deranged to me, but I agreed; I hardly had another choice—and it gave me some distance, at any rate. When Gaets turned out to be the first mate I’d exchanged words with before, however, I nearly balked. If she called me a Charr-lover again, I’d … well, in all honesty, I’d probably just endure it again, but I wouldn’t forget. Luckily, Gaets seemed to pride herself on a certain level of originality; each insult she threw at me was unique—lily-livered bilge-rat, lice-infested hammock hanger, and the like. Even more luckily, I had enough inventiveness (and enough memories) to return each insult in kind. She took a deep, satisfied breath. “That was amazing.”

#ascalonian grudgeblog #anghraine's gaming #anghraine's fic #ascalonian grudgefic #althea fairchild #ailoda langmar #agent ihan #captain barnicus #first mate gaets #guild wars 2 #pro patria #the pirate section is ... well. game canon and we'll leave it at that

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sylvari-bouquet · 3 years

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I would love some of these headcanons for Nettle AND for Lucci please! uwu

Headcanon A: realistic

One of Nettle’s various issues is that ze has trouble accepting help. I think lot of it ties to hir not being a good at communicating hir needs, and that ze just doesn’t know how to be helped until the situation more or less is forced on hir. Ze’s been getting better in many ways but this is just one of the things ze has to learn to be comfortable with.

For a long time, Lucci felt that she had to prove her worth, especially to other, legion-trained charr, which usually meant her directly challenging people, and getting into fights that could have been avoided.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Nettle can very obvious to stuff outside “commandeering” and “magic analysis” and “jewel crafting”. Ze was likely last one to figure out Logan has hots for Jennah and stuff like that. Taimi makes it a game to make the wildest claims but presents it in a way that seems reasonable enough, and Nettle is like: “oh, humans consider ants as a rare delicacy? that is fascinating.”

Lucci has no respect for authority and she’ll let you know that.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

Nettle is terrible when it comes to about taking care of hirself, and ze often pushes hirself over hir limits and has a exhaustion breakdown later somewhere private.

Lucci kind of resents the fact that she has to be the commander, the one who’s always expected to solve any dragon mess or about as big threat, when she knows that even after killing kralkatorrik she can’t just go back to her grandparents’ farm like it was when she was a lil cub.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

Nettle’s horns grew on hir after Kralkatorrik, as hir special magic-generation ability goes a bit overdrive after the dragons’ death. They are not fully physical horns, more like magical illusions that are tangible enough to exist?

Lucci agrees more on the “dragons should be killed” pov than in-game commander, especially after Mordemoth. I think with Baltazar fucking shit up in lw3 and PoF is what actually changes her mind - this human god is doing about as much damage as a dragon

#nettle tag #lucci havocsickle tag

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saniasincarioaiko · 3 years

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Spring is in the air....

Outfit: !C Jennah Jeans Kupra & !C Jennah Top v1 Kupra

Weave: F.Q. Roco Braided buns & 6. Cuban Hairbase // BOM // Black

Accessories:

RAWR! Twilight Toe Rings Kupra (high)

RAWR! Vanity Nails KUPRA - @Fetish

RAWR! Vanity Rings Kupra - @Fetish

[VEX] Alexa Hoops [18k] L

#slife #secondlife

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saniasincarioadayintheslife · 3 years

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Spring is in the air....

Outfit: !C Jennah Jeans Kupra

!C Jennah Top v1 Kupra

Weave: F.Q. Roco Braided buns & 6. Cuban Hairbase // BOM // Black

Accessories:

RAWR! Twilight Toe Rings Kupra (high) RAWR! Vanity Nails KUPRA - @Fetish RAWR! Vanity Rings Kupra - @Fetish [VEX] Alexa Hoops [18k] L

#slife #secondlife #secondlifefashion

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shishiships · 6 years

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Hello! Can I please have a written ship with BTS, Monsta X and EXO vocal line? I am Reliable, Loyal, can Cook but usually too lazy, Quiet, Easy going but stubborn, creative (I love all kinds or arts from visual to dramatic arts), can be short tempered, kind, but i am loud when i want to be. My name is Jennah.

From BTS, I ship you with… Jin!

I imagine you two would bicker quite a lot, but would just end up laughing together in the end. Most likely a lot of this bickering would happen in the kitchen, and food fights are a occurrence that you both have to begrudgingly clean up after. You two would be super cute! I pronounce you... Jinnah!

From Monsta X, I ship you with… Jooheon!

I think that he would love your creative mind! You would probably be lazy together, but every now and again he would beg for you to cook for him because he loves that food that you make! (Lots of aegyo, just saying...) He would like that you were reliable and loyal. You guys would build a really strong relationship! I pronounce you... Jeheon!

From EXO’s Vocal Line, I ship you with… Chen!

This whiney baby is totally the one for you! He would definitely love that you were reliable, and someone that he could whine to. He’d love when you were loud because you could be loud together! Burst Suho’s eardrums, perhaps? He’s probably the type to take you to the art gallery and buy you a souvenir there! I pronounce you... Daenah!

Thanks for requesting! We hope you like these ships.- Admin C & Admin K

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Travail poétique au CP et réalisation école élémentaire Saint Barthélémy Mixte 1

Depuis l’an dernier, je travaille la poésie de la façon suivante : je lui dédie une période, celle du printemps des poètes. Pendant cette période, nous lisons chaque jour un ou plusieurs poèmes. Une caisse de recueils de poèmes est disponible en classe pour les temps de lecture libre. Les textes de lecture de la période sont des poèmes : souvent, sur la page du moment, il y a en 2 ou 3, et la classe décide collectivement lequel sera mémorisé. L’apprentissage se fait en classe : je projette le texte qui est d’abord lu par moi, répété ensemble, puis j’efface certains mots et l’on relit. Petit à petit, tout le texte disparaît...Les élèves volontaires s’essaient à réciter, je n’impose pas à chacun de le faire… On le récite à plusieurs voix parfois...On le mime ou on le joue quand c’est possible (les fables de La Fontaine s’y prêtent bien...)

Parallèlement à cela, j’informe les parents du thème de la période et je leur demande de confier à leur enfant un (ou plusieurs) poème qui les a marqués dans leur enfance, voire même qui leur plait beaucoup sur le moment. Nous lisons donc « le poème préféré du papa de.. ou de la maman de…. » ; c’est un moment très apprécié des élèves.

Nous nous essayons aussi à l’écriture poétique :

- en travaillant sur les rimes, et en particulier, c’est classique dans les petites classes, en s’appuyant sur les prénoms.

- en utilisant des techniques, comme celle du carré Lescurien : à partir de 4 mots (2 noms, un verbe, un adjectif) les élèves créent des vers... autres techniques utilisées (selon les années, le contexte etc. : l’acrostiche, le calligramme…).

Aujourd’hui c’est mercredi

Kenza nous a préparé des biscuits.

Candice la coquine

Veut revoir ses copines.

Théo fait du judo

Et il va sous le préau

Enlever son kimono.

A l’arrivée du printemps, Jennah

Est heureuse de voir les acacias.

Alise aimerait aller à Venise

En passant par la tour de Pise ;

Ce que voudrait Victor,

C’est trouver un trésor !

Qu’est-ce qu’elle aime Viktoria ?

C’est manger les gâteaux au chocolat.

Le sport préféré d’Elena (C.) est la gymnastique

Pour elle c’est fantastique.

Où est Sofiane ?

Dans sa cabane,

à manger des bananes.

Hiro aime les Lego,

Il construit des dinos.

Le Parc Phoenix plait beaucoup à Hiro : Les tortues mignonnes, il les aime trop!

Qu’aime faire Elena (A.) ?

Jouer avec le chat.

Ranya a une cousine qui s’appelle Alya,

Et elle l’aime beaucoup car elle est sympa.

Ranya rêve d’aller au monde de Narnia

Mais elle ne peut pas.

Guillaume le petit homme

Voudrait aller à Rome

Manger des pommes.

Guillaume le petit bonhomme

Aimerait devenir un grand homme.

Guillaume le petit bonhomme

Aimerait avoir un aquarium.

Vassili écrit : Jacadi a dit :

Bon appétit ! Merci !

Vassili va à la pharmacie

Avec Julie.

Toute la journée Andrea embête ses petits chats

Et fait rire maman, Lhena et papa.

Milla aime vraiment

Regarder les oiseaux

Pour occuper son temps

Et leur donner des gâteaux.

Qu'aimerait manger Anaïs?

Elle aimerait des saucisses.

Wassim a planté de la menthe

Pour sa tante

Wassim joue à la tablette

Avec sa copine la belette

Pôl joue avec la raquette

Parce qu’il trouve ça chouette.

Malika a dit : j’ai changé mes vêtements :

Vive le printemps !

Dans la classe il y a Virginie

Et aussi Magali.

Candice joue avec Alice

Qui comme elle est pleine de malice.

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Edward J Ray Hall, Oregon State University

Edward J Ray Hall, Oregon State University Development, Cascades Campus Building, US Architecture Photos

Edward J Ray Hall at Oregon State University

Feb 2, 2021

Edward J Ray Hall

Architects: SRG Partnership, Inc.

Location: Bend, Oregon, United States

Edward J Ray Hall will provide a new learning environment for Science, Technology, Engineering, Arts, and Math on the Cascades Campus of the Oregon State University while creating a vibrant student hub with active interior and exterior spaces. Its design will elevate the University’s identity in Bend while exemplifying its commitment to sustainability with a Net Zero Energy target and a structure of regionally sourced mass timber.

As the first building to engage a 46-acre reclaimed pumice mine acquired by the University for future campus expansion, the 50,000-square-foot Edward J. Ray Hall will perch atop its steep eastern rim with panoramic views across the future west campus and to the mountains beyond. The building and its adjacent outdoor spaces will step with the topography to create a gateway and link between the existing upper campus and the future development that will occur in and around the bowl of the transformed mine.

The selection of mass timber for the building’s structural system reinforces OSU-Cascades’ robust commitment to sustainability with the use of a locally sourced renewable material and the low-carbon footprint associated with its production. The natural beauty of the timber structure will be expressed in the building’s interior, creating a warm, inviting environment for students and faculty and visually connecting the building with the broader regional landscape.

Edward J. Ray Hall’s east/west orientation and exterior design will contribute to the Net-Zero Energy target established by the University. Primary façades will feature tall windows with a filigree of vertical shading devices tuned to their solar orientation to maximize daylighting and mitigate glare and summer heat gain. A broad horizontal roof plane floating above the mass of the building form will accommodate an array of photovoltaics to provide on-site renewable energy for the project.

The building was conceived through a prototyping process focused on defining a new type of academic environment that would support a variety of educational activities and functions, promote interdisciplinary collaboration, and embody social equity and sustainability. The concept utilizes a centralized, flexible technology core paired with a modular grid to organize the multiple activity-based space typologies derived from project goals and objectives. The resultant prototype is a scalable, adaptable concept that will serve as the model for future buildings, with the ability to be tailored to each project’s unique opportunities, conditions and location.

Edward J Ray Hall at Oregon State University – Building Information

Architecture: SRG Partnership, Inc.

SRG Partnership design team: Laurie Canup, AIA, LEED AP BD+C, Principal-in-Charge Carl Hampson, AIA, LEED AP, Design Principal Lisa Petterson, AIA, LC, LEED AP BD+C, Senior Project Manager Scott Mooney, AIA, LEED AP BD+C, Project Designer David Webb, Assoc. AIA, LEED AP, Project Manager Emily Wright, IIDA, Interior Designer Jennah Byrd, LEED GA, Designer Eric Ridenour, LEED AP ND, Campus Planner Tim Evans, AIA, LEED AP BD+C, Lab Planner Trevor Lavoie, AIA LEED AP BD+C, Project Architect

Consultant team: Lighting: SRG Partnership, Inc. Interior designer: SRG Partnership, Inc. Contractor: Swinerton Civil Engineer: DOWL Structural Engineer: Catena Consulting Engineers Mechanical Engineer: Affiliated Engineers, Inc. (AEI) Plumbing Engineer: Affiliated Engineers, Inc. (AEI) Electrical Engineer: Samata Consulting Engineers LLC Geotechnical Engineer: Landscape: Swift Company LLC Cost: JMB Consulting Group LLC Code: Code Unlimited LLC Accessibility: Studio Pacifica Ltd. Acoustical Engineer: ABD Engineering and Design Wind Engineer: CPP Geotechnical Engineer: GRI

Materials/Products: Mass Timber sourced from Vaagen Timbers Cascadia Windows Cedar cladding sourced from Sustainable Northwest Jaga sensible fan-coil heat/cooling units

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Location: Bend, Oregon, United States

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I took Gwen through "The Accusation," the follow-up to "The Fall of Falcon Company."

I talked a little here about wishing human PCs could be something other than totally uncritical Queen Jennah stans (it's not like plenty of human NPCs don't have issues with her!). In my head, if not on the screen, Gwen's street origin/revolutionary crowd has left her with very little investment in the status quo and she theoretically opposes royalty and (especially) aristocracy. But she doesn't want Jennah replaced by another (worse) monarch and the person/people plotting against the queen are responsible for the death or suffering of Gwen's sister, so for now, okay.

Anyway. Gwen enters the royal court for the first time in her life to find Logan just arrived, and Queen Jennah attended by Minister Arton, Countess Anise (problematic fave!!!), and Minister Caudecus. Given that Caudecus is the ultimate villain of the noble storyline ... hmm.

We jump into the cut scene and actually see Jennah for the first time:

(Hope the throne room isn't drafty!)

The character design shows its age a bit, though I like the patterning on the gold overlay, and the neck piece. I also really like that she looks like a GW1 Krytan—I like that Ascalonians got less white in GW2, but Krytans got wayyyy lighter and I've always found it uncomfortable.

Right, back to the story. Jennah and Logan talk Very Normally about the treason and not about Logan's undying passion for her, and Gwen tells her about Tervelan's confession, without even naming the minister in question. Arton, who is elderly and seems pretty nice, immediately guesses the accused minister must be him and goes under voluntary house arrest.

Also, I want his robe.

Enter Anise, whom Gwen briefly met in the street arc. Anise was introduced back then as the head of the Shining Blade—the group that helped save Kryta back in GW1 and seems an elite bodyguard for Jennah these days—and apparently keeps track of everything, since she recalls that a random sergeant transferred out of Falcon Company, back in the day. Logan knows where the guy is currently patrolling, so he sends Gwen off to question the sergeant while he stays and protects Jennah.

You can actually talk to Jennah herself afterwards, deferentially. She's actually pretty upset because Arton has always served both her and her father with every appearance of loyalty (as I recall, not something that could be said of all her ministers). The charm response was the more neutral ("Captain Thackeray and Countess Anise will ensure your safety"), so I went with that.

Anise remarks that accusing a minister in front of the queen is not only bold, as she knew Gwen is, but fearless. Gwen says, "Not fearless. Determined." Sounds about right!

Caudecus also has a dialogue option, but just kind of whines about all the commotion. Yeah, I've got my eye on him.

Meanwhile, in conversation with Logan, Gwen grimly assures him that if this sergeant knows anything, she'll get him to talk.

That's my girl :)

#t: greetings friend #p: honor the past #h: everyone has a secret #s: fight what cannot be fought #c: gwen velazquez #c: logan thackeray #c: jennah #c: caudecus #c: arton #c: anise #long post #gw2 spoilers

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7 tips for staying safe as COVID-19 cases rise and colder weather heightens the risk

Easy steps like sporting a face masks can decrease the chance of getting COVID-19 for the wearers and people round them. Jennah Moon/Getty Pictures

As temperatures fall, persons are spending extra time indoors. That heightens the chance of the coronavirus spreading, however there are some easy steps you possibly can take to assist shield your self and everybody round you.

It’s straightforward to get uninterested in sporting masks and practising social distancing. There has even been some speak from the White Home about herd immunity – the concept that if sufficient folks get contaminated, the virus gained’t be capable of unfold.

However the U.S. isn’t wherever near herd immunity for SARS-CoV-2, estimated to be reached when about 70% of the inhabitants has been contaminated – roughly 225 million folks. With no vaccine, hospitals can be overwhelmed by the diseases and a whole lot of hundreds extra folks would die. We additionally don’t understand how lengthy immunity lasts.

Since we don’t have an permitted vaccine in widespread use but, protecting measures are nonetheless important. As a nursing college dean, I like to recommend taking these seven easy steps to guard your self and your family members and scale back the unfold of COVID-19.

Keep away from crowds and maintain a long way

Keep away from the three C’s – closed, crowded and shut contact. This will get tougher because the seasons change and extra actions transfer indoors.

When folks sing, shout and even simply speak, they ship tiny respiratory droplets into the air. If contaminated droplets get into your eyes, nostril or mouth, you will get contaminated. Staying 6 ft away is an efficient rule of thumb, but it surely doesn’t shield you from every part. The tiniest of those droplets, often known as aerosols, can linger within the air for hours.

The dangers of contracting COVID-19 improve in inadequately ventilated areas the place folks spend lengthy durations collectively in shut proximity. Outbreaks have been linked to eating places, choir practices, health lessons, nightclubs and different spots the place folks congregate. You’ll be able to nonetheless discover methods to train exterior, although. Attempt going for a stroll with a pal. Digital occasions can even carry folks collectively safely.

Put on a face masks

Face masks can scale back the virus’s unfold by stopping droplets folks breathe out and filtering a few of what they breathe in. They’re particularly vital in crowded and poorly ventilated areas.

To put on the masks appropriately, begin by cleansing your arms earlier than you set it on, and ensure the masks suits securely over your nostril, mouth and chin. When the masks doesn’t cowl your nostril, you’re giving the virus a simple route for an infection.

For those who put on a material masks, be sure it has two or extra layers.

Keep away from touching your eyes, nostril and mouth

Your arms contact many surfaces and may choose up viruses. As soon as contaminated, arms can then switch the virus to your eyes, nostril or mouth. From there, the virus can infect you.

Outside actions that made socializing safely simpler in summer time get harder as temperatures drop. Noam Galai/Getty Pictures

Wash your arms

Merely washing your arms can scale back the unfold of viruses. Frequently and totally clear your arms for at the very least 20 seconds with an alcohol-based hand rub or wash them with cleaning soap and water. This eliminates germs, together with viruses.

Fall and winter additionally carry extra colds. While you really feel the necessity to cough or sneeze, cowl your mouth and nostril together with your bent elbow or tissue. Then get rid of the used tissue instantly right into a closed bin and wash your arms. By following good “respiratory hygiene,” you shield the folks round you from viruses, together with those who trigger the frequent chilly, flu and COVID-19.

Preserve surfaces clear

Clear and disinfect surfaces in your house steadily, particularly these folks contact repeatedly, corresponding to door handles, taps and cellphone screens.

Acknowledge the signs

Till the U.S. has an permitted vaccine with dependable immunity and it’s getting used, this pandemic stays a critical well being risk. Having the ability to acknowledge the signs of COVID-19 is vital.

Frequent signs of COVID-19 embody, fever, dry cough and fatigue. Different signs that will have an effect on some sufferers embody lack of style or scent, aches and pains, headache, sore throat, nasal congestion, crimson eyes, diarrhea or pores and skin rash.

A few of these signs overlap with the frequent chilly, but it surely’s greatest to err on the facet of security. For those who really feel sick or have a fever and problem respiratory, name your physician or hospital and search assist. For those who expertise much less extreme signs, self-isolate till you recuperate, even when the signs appear gentle. Name your well being care supplier or see the Facilities for Illness Management and Prevention Coronavirus Self-Checker for added help. If it is advisable to depart your own home, put on a face masks to keep away from infecting others.

Preserve updated on COVID-19 info and dangers from native and nationwide well being authorities.

Handle your psychological well being

In the course of the stress and upheaval of the pandemic, don’t overlook to maintain your psychological well being and well-being.

Connecting with pals, family members and your neighborhood by way of social media, cellphone, video or textual content might help scale back emotions of social isolation. Consuming properly, exercising each day and getting sufficient sleep are vital for well being and coping.

Be deliberate in making time to take care of your self by partaking in actions that carry you pleasure. Don’t be afraid to ask for assist or to hunt out sources together with counseling or remedy in case you are feeling burdened. Follow constructive self-talk by saying phrases out loud corresponding to “That is short-term” and “We are able to do that.”

[Get facts about coronavirus and the latest research. Sign up for The Conversation’s newsletter.]

The truth is that you do not need this virus. We don’t but know what the long-term results shall be or whether or not immunity after an an infection will final. Even younger individuals who get it and recuperate can expertise persevering with cognitive results, fatigue and doubtlessly coronary heart and lung injury. As you look forward, keep in mind these vital security ideas and discover socially distanced actions that can aid you stay linked and protected.

Melissa Burdi doesn’t work for, seek the advice of, personal shares in or obtain funding from any firm or organisation that might profit from this text, and has disclosed no related affiliations past their tutorial appointment.

from Growth News https://growthnews.in/7-tips-for-staying-safe-as-covid-19-cases-rise-and-colder-weather-heightens-the-risk/ via https://growthnews.in

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Commander publicity ask meme

I’ve seen a few of these floatin’ around, and I figured I’d put some questions out there about a topic I’ve been real curious as of late- primarily, public appearances.

Pick a group of people and a question to ask- and though these questions are, primarily, about the general opinion of each group, feel free to talk about exceptions and specific members of any particular group as well when answering!

There’s also some non-group-specific questions at the end.

Groups

A. The Pact

B. Your commander’s order

C. The other two orders

D. Whatever group your commander was in before joining an order (warband, krewe, ect.)

E. The general public of your commander’s race

F. The general public of any other of the five playable races

G. Dragon’s Watch

H. Close friends/family outside of Dragon’s Watch

I. The general Tyrian public

J. Your commander’s dedicated fanbase

K. The local Tyrian news

L. The more shady part of your commander’s dedicated fanbase

M. The local fauna

N. The local flora

O. The more antagonistic groups of central Tyria- renegades, seperatists, bandits, inquest, nightmare court, sons of svanir, krait, centaurs, ect.

P. The befriendable races (skritt, quaggan, grawl, hylek, orcs)

Q. Any other race (I’m never going to remember all of them, but I’ll put largos and jotun for a start- also, feel free to specify any particular group within these last three questions! I’m just. Not going to list all of them here, for brevity’s sake.)

ARR. Pirates

S. The general Elonian public

T. Elonian refugees

U. Free citizens of Amnoon

V. The Zaishen

W. Corsairs

X. The Mordant Crescent

Y. Other Awakened (you know the ones)

Z. Students of Vatendi academy

!. Teachers and staff of Vatendi academy

*. Other Vabbian citizens

+. The Olmakhan

-. The White Mantle

?. The Exalted

{}. Any one or all of the Six

[]. Abbadon, if he knew about you

][. The Spirits of the Wild

\. The Judge

/. That one specific sous chef

#. The residents of any major city (Rata Sum, the Grove, the Black Citadel, ect.)

^. The leaders of any major race (Imperators, the asuran council, the Pale Tree, Queen Jennah, Knut Whitebear, the Ministers)

(). The residents of the mists

;;. The residents of your commander’s home instance

++. Your commander’s cats

+++. Trahearne’s cats

>. Dragon minions (branded, icebrood, destroyers, risen, mordrem)

<. Those who used to be dragon minions who are no longer dragon minions because the dragon is gone (you know the ones)

=. Children

@. Your commander

Questions

1. Does this group view your commander as helpful, antagonistic, or a neutral force? Why?

2. In this group, is there any aspect of your commander that’s fiercely debated about? (Favorite food, eye color, deepest fear, how they like their eggs, ect.)

3. In this group, are there any conspiracy theories about your commander? Which is the most outlandish? How often are they true?

4. How has this group’s view of your commander changed over time?

5. What is this group’s general reaction to encountering your commander?

6. On a scale of 1-10, how hot does this group think your commander is?

7. Would this group trust your commander to guard a plate of their food while they do something for a minute? Should they?

8. Does your commander attempt to make a specific impression on this group? If so, what is it, and does it work? If not, how would/do they react to know the impression they have given?

9. How much would someone from this group pay for your commander’s signature, or any other commander memorabilia?

10. If your commander’s life were to be broadcasted live through a twitch-esque platforms, what would this group write in the comments section?

11. What is this group’s favorite aspect of your commander?

12. What is this group’s least favorite aspect of your commander?

13. What is something that a majority of this group believes about your commander that is entirely untrue?

14. Is there anything this group knows about your commander that your commander would rather they not know?

15. Share any event of interaction between this group and your commander. If none come to mind, imagine this group needing to ask your commander for some sugar.

16. Does this group see your commander often?

17. Is there anything your commander has said or done to this group that they deeply regret? Anything they only slightly regret?

18. What does this group think about your commander’s fashion sense?

19. How invincible does this group think your commander is? Do they think your commander is a tragic figure, or do they think nothing can stop or shake them? Do they believe your commander is entirely mortal?

20. What is a true fact about your commander that no one in this group would believe?

21. On a scale of 1-10, how would this group rate your commander’s humor?

&. Pick two or more groups, and describe how they interact with each other when around your commander, or when speaking about your commander

Other, non-group-specific questions

Renown Hearts- Does your commander enjoy going to public celebrations, giving speeches, or engaging in diplomatics?

Vistas- Is your commander good at speeches?

Hero points- If / when your commander is forced to make a public appearance, how do they act?

Points of Interest- Is there any group your commander has no particular opinions about?

Group Events- Out of every option, if forced to choose, which group is your commander’s favorite to spend time with? Which is your commander’s favorite to fight with?

Dynamic Events- Which group is your commander’s favorite to fight against?

Guild Rush- Does your commander know about their fanbase? If they do, what do they think of it? If they don’t, how would they react to discovering it, and who would tell them?

#gw2 #gw2 commander #gw2 commander ask meme #ask meme #public speaking #public appearances #public opinion #it's an entire ask meme about publicity i'm not sure what you want from me #can't wait to see what conspiracy theories trahearne's cats have about y'all's commanders

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