"...They declaired you a heretic, too, haven't they?"
headcanon below (HW spoilers)
In the game where the WoL finds Ysayle in the heretic hideout, my headcanon had Ridel chased down by suspect Ishgardian soldiers while on his mission to seek out her hideaway. They were no sooner laid low by his "Moonshadow"- something he had yet to understand or control... and Ysayle had come upon the aftermath...
(It also was the reason why he, Alphinaud and Tataru were tried for herecy upon his return...)
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Prompt: Covering someone's mouth to muffle any cries/screams they make because they're trying to hide from something/someone.
For the FFXIV Swap Discord. I wasn't initially going to do this prompt, but this scenario wouldn't leave my head.
"Fascinating... Fascinating!" Alphinaud muttered to himself, reading the print of the books that had long since been abandoned and left to their fate in the Great Gubal Library. Though they had their mission before them, what other opportunity would have the young prodigy had after this to find some of these tomes in the future?
"We haven't all day..." Nomin sighed, a frown upon her lips.
"Indeed," Y'shtola chimed in. Her ears were pert as she forced herself not to show her own disappointment. Her thirst for knowledge was just as unable to have been slaked, if not more so, than Alphinaud's.
Alphinaud, however, was lost in his own world for the time being. There was a particular tome that caught his interest, The Bitter Movement of Garlemald. Nomin was not quite interested herself. Being surrounded by so many books was fascinating, but not enough to stop herself from thinking of why they were even allowed within in the first place.
Danger.
The feeling of being alert flit through Nomin, making the scales and hairs at the back of her neck flare slightly before settling back. She pulled out her bow, her other hand bringing an arrow so that it was nocked. She maneuvered so that her back was against the pillar nearby.
This was not missed by Y'shtola, whose clouded eyes flicked in Nomin's direction. Her brow furrowed, and her lips were set into a hardened purse. Like Nomin, Y'shtola armed herself with her staff, staying close should they be ambushed or be the ones who did the ambushing.
Pero Roggo hopped up, his feet finding purchase upon the muttering Alphinaud's shoulders. The sudden shift in weight and arrival of the poroggo nearly made Alphinaud yelp with surprise, though Pero Roggo had been quick about touching his staff to the young elezen's lips. Where a yelp would have sounded, nothing came about.
Thankfully Pero Roggo acted when he did. As silence settled around the party, they heard it.
Shhclack. Shhclack. Shhclack.
Talons scraped across the floors in a rhythm. Something was on its way. Judging by all that they had encountered thus far, it was not like to be anything friendly.
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"Alas... I can no longer walk this path with you... so promise me this. Tell me you will live your life, make friends anew, share your heart with someone special...
...for this is only the beginning of your long, long road..."
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Heavensward and Stormblood truly made the interesting decision of putting non mandatory dungeon along the msq. Steel Vigil and Shisui of the Violet tides you are truly there.
Steel Vigil is baffling cause they could have placed the heretics and scene with Ysayle there. Instead of following an enemy npc for five miles from the river to the farm. She doesn't even fight the wol for murdering all her coworkers.
Shisui could have had the empire trying to gain access to the Shisui dungeon for treasture under the pretense of cleaning the place of monsters and "tempered". It would be a nice parallel to how Ala Mhigo was conquered. Surely Garlemald has some submarines! The wol is hired to free the ruby princess from her possession before the Garleans kill her.
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Shiun leans back against the frigid stone monument and turns his eyes up to the cloudy sky above. His breath crystalizes in the air and the snow chills his skin through his armor, but the familiarity and memories of his dear friend keep him warm. He laughs quietly, "It's been a long time since we last had one of these chats, huh? Sorry about that. Got caught up in a lot, one thing after another, couldn't catch a damn break. Gods, where do I even start... Ah, I know. You'll never believe this..."
Did The Paths We Walk questline while I'm about halfway through Endwalker and was struck by a lot of emotions at once.
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