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Being a Warrior of Darkness,
Doesn’t mean turning your back on the Light.
Being a Protector of Life,
Doesn’t mean killing the ones who destroy it.
I will save everyone,
Even if it takes eternity.
Independent FFXIV Warrior of Darkness
Penned by Lilly.
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@dragonkittyhealer
Chiyo was lying on the ground, but she wasn’t ignored too badly, only exhausted. The battle had took a toll on her as she was feeling slightly dazed. It was one fight she was thankful was over, but it was also a good learning experience. The Goblins she fought were stronger than they looked and she was not used to fighting machines. Still, the sooner she got out of the even bigger “machine” she was in the better. The sounds of gears rotating and steam bursting out was starting to get irritating,
Just then, she was surrounded by a field of soothing aether and suddenly, her wounds and bruises were being healed, and her stamina returning. She quickly realized she was being healed by an unknown source. At first, she thought it was Y’stosla but she was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she saw an au’ra who had just arrive. Chiyo just looked at her curiously. Was she friend or foe? “Did you do this?” she asked. It was only a matter of time before she was able to feel her arms.
A small look of confusion was given in reply, tilting her head and glancing around at the damage in the area, she shook her head and then pointed at the goliathan primal’s outer shell, after all he was the one who did all of this.
Her hand closed and the aether stopped flowing, before looking around over the field, her azure draconian eye not seeing any aura’s remaining.......a small saddened look covered her face, it seemed she came a bit too late to save more then one, and even that she might not have been needed to really save. Still she did what she could.
Fingers moved quickly, a reflex when she was worried, but she was fairly certain this woman didn’t know the langauge, perhaps she did however. The symbols she made were done in a variation of the ninja’s symbology, and the question asked was simple. Any other survivors?
Legendary Healer:
Rosa is a professional; you’d be surprised to discover all the great things that she’s capable to do, all the great white magics that she’s capable to cast without wasting too much efforts – all the energies she can waste but still smile even when is left with nothing. You would be bewitched and enchanted at the same time once acknowledged all of her traits ———— for she’s a professional! Or that’s what they say, at least.
Rosa feels nowhere near as a professional, though, and the feeling would increase when Teleport fails: it’s a quite difficult spell that requires a lot of concentration; it has failed many times, but the white mage doesn’t seem determined to give up.
This time, the town she teleported herself accidentally into is unknown to her knowledge. The more she looks around, the more her confusion grows. Thankfully, it’s the apparition of a young lady that conveys her a soothing sense ———- a young lady with a cup of water walking up to her.
❝Why, thank you.❞ Murmurs the white mage, holding the glass willingly. ❝You’re very kind, dear.❞
The draconian smiled a bit as the cup was taken, a simple pewter mug that held ice cold purified water inside, kept at the perfect temperature by a small channeling of mana, a simple tongue of ice that kept it just right, a little trick she learned ages ago that took next to no energy, especially compared with the relief it could offer someone who was exhausted and thirsty.
A simple smile and nod was given to Rosa in response, tilting her head slightly before glancing around, a single scaled hand taking in the expanse before pointing at her. It wasn’t the easiest to communicate with people who didn’t know how to speak the language that used fingers, but so few did.....still she had to try her best.
You're so sweet, thank you so much !
It’s just what I see, you look like a real Rinoa to me. So pretty.
Fill in about your muse: Yumi Kurama
➥ What is your character’s full name?: Yumi Angelique Draconia Kurama
➥ Do they have any brothers or sisters?: She honestly doesn’t know since she was raised an orphan from the age of three. ➥ What kind of eyes do they have?: One Crimson, One Draconic Azure
➥ What kind of hair do they have?: She has rather long pink and blue hair that she styles in various ways, though her favorite is curled twintails. ➥ What body type are they?: The petite healer stands at 4′9 with a rather slime figure, petite chest, and an absolutely amazing ass.....her body is rather scarred from various battles, since she is a pacifist she refuses to fight back under any circumstances.
➥ What do they hate most about themselves?: The lack of her ability to control her empathic ability, feeling others pain is one thing, feeling it all the time and being unable to stop it is another.
Also her inability to raise a weapon under any circumstance, she feels it’s a weakness that has cost more lives then she cares to admit, but the very thought of causing injury sickens her, and the only time she ever used her magic offensively she threw up at the sight of what the rocks smashing into the monsters body did.
➥ Do they have a favourite quote?: One must work within their abilities to make the world a better place.
➥ What sort of music do they enjoy?: Anything soft, peaceful, and soothing. ➥ Have/would they ever cheat(ed) on a partner?: No, the only partner she ever had died soon after they got together, and she is far too loyal to consider it.
➥ Have they been cheated on by a partner?: No. ➥ Have they ever lost someone close to them?: Yes, many friends and allies, the most notable was Edda whom she had to go deep into the palace of the dead in order to make sure her soul was truly put to rest.
➥ What is their favourite sound?: Running water. ➥ Are they judgemental of others?: Absolutely not. ➥ What are they like when they stay up all night?: Reading, quiet, peaceful. ➥ Have they ever been arrested?: No she hasn’t. ➥ What evokes strong memories for them?: Seeing children alone on the streets or running alone scared. It reminds her of her own days as an orphan. ➥ What do they do on rainy days?: Reading, lots of reading. ➥ What religion are they?: She doesn’t follow any organized religion, but she devotes her heart and soul to the Goddess of Life and Death. ➥ What word do they overuse the most?: Live, she always says it when she heals someone, although it is in the draconic tongue. ➥ What do they wear to bed?: Silk underwear, nothing more. ➥ Do they have any tattoos or piercings?: Several tattoo’s all over her body, some partially hidden by her scales since she got them before the change. Hearts, stars, and markings of life and hope. No piercing though. ➥ What type of clothing are they most comfortable in?: Anything cute. ➥ What is their most disliked food?: Cabbage. ➥ Do they have any enemies?: The Garlean Empire, the primals who have lost control, and the Ascians. ➥ What does their writing look like?: Fluid, graceful calligraphy.
➥ What disgusts them?: Any needless violence, or physical abuse.
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There were some things about being a chosen that simply came with the territory, others came with being a reader, and others from simply being a healer. The knowledge of who this woman was came in part from all three, there were few healers in the history of the thirteen worlds as renowned as Rosa Farrel or Porom Mysidia, and few that the healer herself admired more either. So when she caught sight of this woman walking along the streets she could barely contain her excitement. A slight growl of pleasure leaving from her throat as she moved up and held out a single cup of water, it wasn’t much but she knew exactly how exhausting healing wounded was.
Her tail curled around her leg, a means of keeping it out of the way, the younger healer glancing around, wondering what had brought someone like Rosa to this little town in the first place.
@chiyohoshi
Slowly the healer moved along the path, her tail moving ahead of her to push a few things out of the way as she surveyed the battlefield in the aftermath, sometimes it was like this though, sometimes she arrived after the fight instead of during or before, sometimes all she could do was try and make sure the survivors didn’t actually suffer, this was one of those times.
A crimson and azure eye slowly swept across the bodies, stopping when the crimson caught sight of an aura before moving over to it. Her hand glowing a pale auburn before channeling the aether into a healing field around the woman she had come across.
Kneeling her eyes showed only concern as she waited for the wounded girl to recover, another battle with the primal of time it seemed......more and more were falling to Alexander lately. Maybe sometime soon this would finally end.
Being a Warrior of Darkness,
Doesn’t mean turning your back on the Light.
Being a Protector of Life,
Doesn’t mean killing the ones who destroy it.
I will save everyone,
Even if it takes eternity.
Independent FFXIV Warrior of Darkness
Penned by Lilly.