#char liveblogs ffxiv

[charlottedabookworm]

they give you a buff after you eat the curry agksdfhjlws;oi-

#char liveblogs ffxiv #char reacts to endwalker #ffxiv spoilers

[dengo-gaming]

Just look at this happy and sunny boy! Love him so much 🤗

#ffxiv #ffxivscreenshot #ffxivhrothgar #gposers #ffxiv gpose #char liveblogs ffxiv #hrothgar #ronso #catboy #eorzea photos #eorzea

[faye-astera]

Who is Faye? Let’s talk about the past

Faye is a diner owner and alchemist as a hobby. He used to be a rebel and fought for the Ala Mhigan Resistance, but he retired. Faye had a rough childhood his parents were killed and he was almost beaten to death. His birth name is F’lohi Tia.

Childhood:

Faye’s dad was a miqote called D’lohi Tia, he was from one of the many seeker of the sun clans that live in the Gyr Abania region. His mother was a highlander called Aífe Astera, she was from a village that used to be located near the main city. They met in a peculiar way, D’lohi decided to make a life of his own and abandoned his clan because he didn’t want to become a Nunh. D’lohi was beaten and penniless when he got to the village, luckily he ran into Aífe whose kindness didn’t know limits. Aífe helped D’lohi, she feed him and nursed him back to health and to repay her kindness D’lohi decided to stay and work for her. Aífe own diner so having D’lohi to help around was great. As the years passed they got to know each other and fell in love, from their love a beautiful child was born. Years later when F’lohi was 11 years old, the Garlean Empire invaded the region and killed anyone who refused to joined them or anyone who wouldn’t be of used to them. Miqotes are considered fun to kill as they don’t have use for them. Faye’s father was killed on sight and his mother died protecting Faye after refusing to join the empire. Faye was beaten and left for dead in a pile of bodies along with his parents. A member of D’lohi’s former clan saved him. Hunting parties heard the commotion and hid or ran away, but the current Nunh decided to help Faye and for a while he gave him a home. When Faye turned 20 he was to challenge R’atoh Nunh, his adoptive parent to which he was against so he decided to leave the clan just how his father did. F’lohi made a life of his own and changed his name to Faye which was the one his father chose for him.

20’s:

Faye became an adventurer and lived in the streets for a while. At the young age of 22 he became an elite adventurer in the guild and through some connections he discovered the Ala Mhigan Resistance. From there Faye decided to fight for his home, for his parents no matter the cost.

30’s:

Faye achieved his dream and became a diner owner like his mother. He gathered a lot of recipes from all around Eorzea and traded recipes with other travelers. Studied a lot of different things from battle tactics, alchemy, to cooking techniques everything was useful and everything had a purpose. After years of hiding his pain his mask began to crack that which he sealed away began to knock at sanity’s door. He met two young boys that in a way reminded him of his younger days, reckless, curious, and full of energy. The three of them got in trouble one day which resulted in Faye recklessly using a technique he never mastered. This ended messing with Faye’s aether making him a prisoner of his own mind. With the help of one of the boys Faye was able to wake up, but he had a lot to deal with as his past traumas played a role in this situation. The situation compromised some things and he had to move. He decided to move to Thanalan where he met the love of his life.

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[noodlyfun-blog]

Omens: First Night, Last Moon

Content Warnings: Gore, dismemberment, spooky?

The Viera sat in her chair, her long legs lined in fishnets, amidst the sea of grievers. Rows upon rows of grievers sat in front and behind her and lines upon lines of grievers sat at her sides; each griever’s chair pointed to her own. Alaria had no eyes for them though; not for their long purple robes and shiny porcelain masks, each painted in the face of The Mistress, and their curled blonde wigs. They had eyes for her but the Viera faced forward to the front and gazed at the open casket, with purple flowers like octopus tentacles flowing out of it, with Her laying there peacefully. The Mistress laid there dead but full of all the color she had in her life unlike the pale masks with painted eyes that leered at Alaria.

Alaria rose to her feet and strode down the rows, chairs screeching as they turned to follow the Viera on her way forward but the grievers were still. Though the rows of chairs seemed infinite, she quickly found herself standing atop the platform and in front of the casket. The Mistress’ eyes lifelessly glared, a face she had often made when she was living, at the Viera. Alaria couldn’t believe the audacity this bitch had at being dead.

The Viera didn’t know when it had happened but she straddled the corpse, hands tightly strangling its cold neck. She was screaming words but didn’t recognize them. Her eyes were fire and her arms began ripping. First it was the purple robe. Alaria ripped and tore at it, letting its fabric fly away. Then it was the dead skin, stripped from the torso like pale ribbons. Then the Viera just plunged her hand right through the corpse’s chest, reaching for a heart or something she could rip out  but Alaria found neither heart nor satisfaction in this; it wasn’t satisfying if she couldn’t do this to Her when She was alive. 

There was no point in this. The Viera pushed herself off the body and back onto the platform. She gazed out into the Grievers, all of them faced forward to her but they sat there emotionless with their porcelain masks. She turned back to the body. The hair had turned green. The ears had grown. She only saw herself, stripped and ripped, laying dead in a coffin. 

The empty hole in the chest squirmed. Alaria leaned in to see if organs had magically grown inside. Fingers reached out of it, pale white with no nail, probing their way out. The hand followed, impossibly smooth and white.Alaria took a step back as now an arm burst from the hole, reaching infinitely into the sky. She turned tail and ran into the endless sea of chairs as hundreds of arms ripped their way out of the corpse and into the sky.

The grievers flopped out of their chairs in front of the Viera forcing her to climb and run atop them. The endlessly long arms, like twisting and turning tendrils, spiraled toward her. There was nowhere for her to run; there were always more chairs, always more grievers to fall in front of her. But she couldn’t look back and pressed on and on and on. 

More arms came now from in front of her. She tried to dodge one but two more had grabbed her own arms. They lifted her into the air and one from behind slammed its way through her chest. That hand was not empty. She saw her own heart resting inside its grip and the grip tightened, squeezing it into juice. All the tendril arms grabbed a limb and pulled the Viera apart as she screamed.

Alaria shot up from her bunk coughing into her hand. She gazed down at her chest, it was still intact. Her hand was wet though. Alaria saw blood. Damn. She pushed herself out of the bed, shaky on her feet, and made her way to the deck. The moon was a pure black void in its newness. Captain Gugo, his green hair completely a mess but his eyes awake, was already there looking up to the cloudless sky.

“Can’t sleep Alaria?” The Captain asked casually. He hadn’t really turned toward her; it had come quite common for the two to find each other on the deck late at night. When she didn’t answer he tilted his head toward her and his eyes went wide at the sight of blood on her hands. “The fuck?! Did you get stabbed?”

“No..” Long pale hands twisted their way out of the void from the black moon. Alaria closed her eyes and shook her head. She opened them to the normal new moon looming overhead. “I think it might be time for me to go back though.”

“Well, we can have you back home in a moon’s time. It’ll be sad to see you go though.” The two gazed at the sky. A porcelain face peered down at the Viera.

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[charlottedabookworm]

on one hand, i appreciate that they've sorted out the ilvl cheesing so you actually have a chance of getting something other than crystal tower on alliance roulettes

on the other hand, the sheer horror i felt when the instance loaded in around me and i'm staring at Tower at Paradigm's Breach, a raid i have done all of once and didn't enjoy then, is indescribable

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[charlottedabookworm]

played drk for the first time in nearly a year today in the new variant dungeon and lemme tell you, there’s nothing like the sheer thrill in your veins as the tank buster casts and you realise that the button you just hit is not in fact mit

anyway i need to relearn drk

#char liveblogs ffxiv

[charlottedabookworm]

just lost on a piece of loot (just normal raid stuff) despite rolling a 98 and i am livid

how dare you roll a 99 when i’ve already rolled a 98 and gone ‘ah yes at least i’m winning something’

#i did not in fact win anything #i’m just trying to decently gear my alt classes without spending gil or tomestones #pls how do i always lose the rolls for all eight pieces of gear simultaneously #char liveblogs ffxiv

[charlottedabookworm]

so glad i decided to main a m!au ra, ngl

as my main set looks basically exactly the same just with better horn definition and kai actually looks prettier

#char liveblogs ffxiv #yes i've spent my morning taking comparison screenshots why'd you ask?

[charlottedabookworm]

me: i just spent 400k gil on glam shit i'm so poor now

my retainers:

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[charlottedabookworm]

i need to log on and do the valentiones event on ffxiv but every time i think about it i remember this time last year when i decided to create and level three brand new characters past sastasha in under a week so they could get that outfit and the thought of logging on exhausts me

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[charlottedabookworm]

started leveling my whm again earlier this week cos I’m trying to have all jobs to 80 before DT and I had completely forgotten that the last time i was on this job was for a pride march last yr so i’m still in my ‘pink booty shorts and nothing else’ glam

anyway this is my whm glam now yes my nearly naked au ra is your healer today pls enjoy the view

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[charlottedabookworm]

i queued into p11/p12 today cos it was on my wondrous tales and got through the usual 'o/' before me and a fc mate i didn't even know was online clocked that we were in the same instance and i honestly i love when random shit like this happens in game

#char liveblogs ffxiv #i genuinely didn't notice #cos i'm used to friends names being different colours but obvs that doesn't happen when you're partied #and then i actually read the chat instead of just skimming the party list for job icons for my dance partner #and it was like- YOU #HELLO YOU #but honestly it's great as i've started to get more and mroe involved in stuff i'm recognising more and more character names #and i love that

[charlottedabookworm]

lahabrea: this crystal amplified my wifes desires to discover until she decided to experiment on our son

also lahabrea: after i’ve been forced to kill her, i shall keep this crystal on me and this will be fine

#no fucking wonder lahabrea went batshit crazy aftee the sundering #all that trauma plus anplified desires? #char liveblogs ffxiv #char reacts to endwalker #ffxiv spoilers

[charlottedabookworm]

nothing like running p10 and wiping three times before you clear cos of those fucking towers people can’t flex for and then still not getting the piece of gear you need

#i’m gonna scream #that was my 4th p10 run this week #i just want a chest totem pls #char liveblogs ffxiv

[charlottedabookworm]

the things i do for fanfest

#though this is a backup alarm #since i’ve got maps night with the fc starting at 9pm and we’ll hopefully carry on through to just before fanfest #char liveblogs ffxiv

[charlottedabookworm]

…..i know i said i wished golbez had killed azdaja but I didn’t mean i wished he’d tossed her into a pit to be eaten whole by the massive voidsent zeromus formed of zodiarks aether wtf why would you make me watch this yoshi-p

#wtf how dare- #oh no that memoriate crystal just fell into the chasm with zeromus fuck #at elast we don’t have to fight zero next patch??? #but fuuuuck that was- #char liveblogs ffxiv #char reacts to endwalker #ffxiv spoilers