we may accept this fate or defy it, but we cannot deny it. a private multimuse centered around square enixâs final fantasy xiv. follows back from @eternalswind, so find my rules there.
àż CANON. asterisk indicates high muse.
elidibus. 12,000+ + gender apathetic, they/he.
fandaniel. 5,000+ + gender apathetic, he/him.
* halmarut. 12,000+ + gender apathetic, she/they. personally developed prior to her official appearance, so my portrayal will be adjusted as i see fit to whatâs presented from this point forward.
* amhe mhufli. 24+ + nonbinary, she/they. mousy scholar shaped into an entity of renowned fame: hydaelynâs chosen and warrior of light; the traveler and heart of demeter. she is an all-rounder hhetsarro-lupin mix with a notable bias for scholar-summoner, dark knight, sage, gunbreaker, and viper. available to other wols as a scion companion.
tsuya katsuri. 27+ + gender apathetic, she/her. courtesan spy and assassin, weaponized by the acting imperial viceroy of doma and the garlean empire. believed to be beyond redemption, sheâs offered a chance in turning a new leaf following yotsuyuâs defeat. an au ra mastered in the ways of ninja, samurai, and dancer.
i'm grateful, don't mistake me, but⊠why help me?
passing through the desperate warren of shanties before eulmore's grand ascent, thancred ushers @dawnmantle (as ryne minfilia) into the refuge of a deserted shelter half-buried amongst the others crowding the slope beneath the city. he's bleeding, he realizes belatedly. a parting gift from the winged lion, most like. or perhaps from one of the several eulmoran guards he cut down in their escape. either way, he wipes at the blood with the heel of his palm and a quiet curse, caring little for the smear it leaves behind on his skin. her voice breaks the silence soon after.
with it comes the inescapable truth: this minfilia is not the minfilia he lost. not a soul returned to him, nor some cruel facsimile fashioned by fate, but a girl entirely her ownâ- caught within the shape of another's memory.
thancred's expression closes off at once. avoiding her eyes, he checks their surroundings through the narrow opening at his left. "now is not the time for questions." it comes out harsher than he intended it to be, so he concedes with: "because leaving you there was worse. you were being used." a half-truth; it's all he gives. "that is all there is to it."
you can tolerate a great deal of suffering, so long as it has meaning.
"...that is a dangerous kindness you extend to yourself." halmarut proceeds with their research among suspended ecosystems, studying flora and lesser lifeforms preserved in seamless equilibrium. "to say: 'if it means something, i can endure it'... then, suffering is not the enemy. only..." a contemplative silence, as she examines one specimen more closely. "raw material. and from it, we name what is necessary history."
in time, she sideeyes @sarastuss. "i am not... certain that distinction is as stable as we prefer to believe."
the following is a collection of sentence starters from larianâs baldurâs gate 3. part 2.
look at me - iâm not a monster.
stay back. i donât want to hurt you, but i will.
no. youâre not one of them at all.
i was ready to run you through. my mistake, friend.
thatâs far enough. whatâs your business down here?
you revealed our location? that tongue gets any looser, (name), and iâll cut it out.
reckon i might miss this place.
this place is more dangerous than i thought.
well, donât you cut a fine figure.
sometimes iâm jealous of that girl. ugh - to feel so invincible again.
in your expert opinion, whatâs the best way to kill a devil?
iâm certain there are answers out there. weâll find them together.
thereâs no story. none that youâre entitled to hear, anyway.
you can tolerate a great deal of suffering, so long as it has meaning.
until then, all i can do is endure.
please try to understand that itâs not something i can just talk about freely.
perhaps thereâs potential in you.
honestly, your faith is your own concern. i wonât judge, one way or the other.
i think i did well by joining you.
you already know my biggest secrets. what more can you ask?
that wallâs an illusion! hiding what, i wonder âŠ
sun, moon, and stars will still be there, waiting for us.
this place is pretty spectacular, isnât it?
no book or painting could ever do its strange beauty justice.
a perfect ring of mushrooms ⊠nature, or magic?
hmm. i thought that mightâve done something.
another illusion. is anything real down here?
iâm more concerned with this âtwitâ who set a spectator on you.
a rival - a mere footnote to my legend. you should be more concerned with who i am.
the fools must have turned back. or, better yet, died in the search.
i need no more rivals. try to take this as a compliment, yes?
this presence ⊠this magic is not divine, but fey.
little? i am a god! and iâm gonna rip you - tear you - wear you for a hat -
donât do anything hasty, now.
iâll just kill you and claim it for myself.
iâm the lord of murder - iâll show you why.
if youâre expecting me to drop to my knees before you, forget it.
a wizardâs tower is his sanctum, a private place for research and respite. but as this wizardâs not home ⊠i say we take a peek.
a strange place for a button. especially one that doesnât work.
what good would it do for me to be troubled? we canât save them all.
youâll have to speak slowly. i find it quite difficult to concentrate with my condition gnawing at my insides like a teething displacer kitten.
the whole village is falling to pieces âŠ
hey, maybe we can scare up a few dusty bottles of wine somewhere.
i like your way of thinking. split any takings we find?
what creatures live in water this dark?
iâm a rabid dirty dog. and i bite.
i couldâve killed you before you even noticed me, but i didnât. stand down.
i can be discreet. no need for bloodshed.
share? you really are in the wrong place.
a bleeding heart, are you? reckon iâll just roast and eat it.
what in the hells did you do to that corpse?
you do plenty for me, more than you realize. but this cannot be remedied.
are you alright? is there anything i can do to help you?
enough. bickering wonât save your friend.
run away, then.
(name) - i was so worried! did they hurt you?
who cares? weâre together now, thank gods!
iâm grateful, donât mistake me, but ⊠why help us?
freeze it, cock-stench. we arenât done just yet.
pay up, and you get to skink away. resist, and i gut you.
drop it. i donât owe you anything.
your incompetence has been my ruin.
stop! no more innocents will die today, (name).
you care for the weak. most curious.
you so much as touch me, and iâll tear you from limb to limb.
ah - another treacherous soul walks among us.
i ainât going down easy.
you been a shit since i laid eyes on you, (name).
strike him down. prove your faith.
your silence speaks to your heresy.
look, you have no idea what youâre dealing with âŠ
itâs the whole damn reason weâre here, and iâm not leaving without it.
the mission comes first.
and i thought iâd heard it all. thatâs some cambion-level deception.
i go where thereâs shit to stir. and thereâs no shortage of options.
i canât remember much, truth be told.
centuries of torment will do that to you.
youâve been naughty. and you know what happens when youâre naughty.
just who in the nine hells are you?
well, well. arenât you a luscious thing?
been a long time since someone stuck their neck out for me like that.
you have a manner of irresistible desperation about you. i like it.
you know, iâve been thinking. and i think thereâs something i should tell you. nothing big or terrible, just ⊠a small little detail about me that hasnât come up naturally.
i want to join you - to fight by your side.
iâm sorry for barging in like this, but i had to come find you.
i wonât let you down. i promise.
we all have our burdens, one way or the other.
iâm trying to say that youâve earned my trust in a way very few ever have ⊠i want that to mean something.
freedom - iâd forgotten how it felt. thank you.
if you have a moment, iâd like your opinion on something.
the problem is this: a preponderance of evidence that i am a terrible adventurer.
i canât risk re-capture. i barely escaped last time.
it was a mistake. and not one weâll repeat.
i donât know. he was kind of fun.
we canât just invite danger in to our hearth like that. we must be more careful.
most monsters will think twice before making a meal of me.
an old hunterâs trick - if you canât mask your scent, spoil it.
i prefer a weapon to stench, thanks.
youâre a monster hunter? not what i imagined.
whatever youâre hunting, your stench alone will kill it.
a quick wit is rare indeed.
know how to ask, and theyâll share that knowledge. if youâre fool enough to pay their price.
speak plainly. what is she?
i think youâre mistaken - this place looks innocent enough.
truth is like a blade, my friend. we can arm ourselves with it - or just as easily find it pressed against our throat.
i would not put you in danger.
your coyness is getting boring. tell me.
you take insult where none is intended, my friend.
how thoroughly invigorating it is to stand by oneâs friend in the face of danger.
you best have one hells of an apology for me.
you must have mistaken me for someone else.
that wriggler swimming in your brain juice is a bit of an inconvenience, isnât it?
thatâs none of your concern.
donât change the subject.
keep that hole under your nose shut.
letâs not involve ourselves in this place any longer than is necessary.
you want to play the hero so badly? fine. letâs make this interesting.
gods, itâs hot in here.
iâve had better days. and worse ones.
i am, after all, the villain of the tale.
you truly are a soul that steels my own.
you are as thick as they come.
even i am tired of the sound of my own voice.
i stand at a precipice, but if you do not give up hope, neither shall i.
all of this ⊠it must feel like a betrayal.
you bastard! you ruined it, you ruined everything!
slow down - what did i do?
this is an interesting way of thanking me.
i donât need this. good luck getting out of here on your own.
i know i should head home, but ⊠i canât bring myself to leave.
(are you alright?) / not even a little bit. but i will be.
she favored me like a child favors a captive pet.
i promise i will not betray your trust.
i cannot thank you enough.
you will face (name)âs judgement.
i wish you could have visited at a better time.
you had no right to intervene.
youâre not one of us.
copper for your thoughts?
always a delight to speak to you.
did i play games like this in my youth? was i sweet once?
what are you doing? iâm busy here!
nothing beats the taste of stolen beer.
come on, now. theyâre just having a bit of fun.
letâs do what we have to do, then get out of here.
smellâs like burnt flesh.
hold out your arm so i can mark your flesh.
iâm here to spill your guts across the floor.
pain without purpose is a terrible thing, wouldnât you agree?
i often feel i like raw pain too much. it scares me.
as long as the story ends in death, itâs all the same to me.
forgive me, but - that look in your eyes. something terrible has happened to you.
what i see in your eyes, in your soul, is only natural.
weâve all suffered in these dark times. it is little wonder you hear scars of pain and anguish.
touch me and youâll lose your hand.
the pain you suffer will cleanse you - do not fight it.
you look tired. should i take over?
welcome the pain. let it become part of you.
that looks like itâs going to bruise.
not that iâm suggesting we stop for a drink, of course.
i wouldnât want to place all my faith in blind luck.
sympathies wonât help me to survive.
your life, much like your words, is meaningless. end the latter to save the former.
looks like the booze got the better of them. theyâre practically unconscious.
theyâre dying for me. all of them.
why donât you take a closer look? iâll observe from back here.
please donât open the creepy book!
toddlers are easier to please than you lot.
you know, i never pictured myself as a hero.
all i want is a little fun. is that so much to ask?
having performance issues, (name)?
never have i met such troglodytes.
i was hoping you wouldnât notice i was gone.
i suggest we admire it from afar.
it would be too much to hope thatâs nothing to do with us, wouldnât it?
i go my own way - alone.
iâll feed your innards to the ants before i do that.
sun, moon, and stars will still be there, waiting for us.
"of course they will." the sky above elpis softens into amaranthine twilight, gold surrendering at last to violet as the first stars begin their patient vigil. hythlodaeus lies beside @sarastuss in the grass, all careless sprawl and lazy elegance as he watches their kindling, one by one, pretending, however briefly, that neither of them has anywhere else to be. for now, they allow themselves the fiction of solitude, despite the near certainty that hades will soon materialize out of sheer irritation alone, as always. a prospect they would not willingly trade for any other.
with the faintest curl of amusement, he continues, "they're rather good at it, after allâ- remaining, even when everything else insists on changing." one hand idly lifts, reaching toward the slow unveiling of the heavens. "must be comforting, being so confidently awaited... though i suspect you've grown used to that, haven't you?"
