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#I CAN'T #Out of Ishgard #Robin is not please with my shite

It’s that time again! Time to PAR-TAY!

Once again my birthday is coming on March 2nd and since the days before it look very busy, it’s time for the party! Last minute I know, but meh. Feel free to come down and have fun!

This party may go into just an IC fun gathering, but a couple games will likely occur, possibly including another race like last year! Feel free to bring your friends -- as last year, I will be on Rhobin Akhabila. The house will offer food available to enjoy throughout the party!

When: February 23rd, 2017at 5:00pm EST until ???

Server: Goblin

Where: The Goblet, Plot 40; “The Ferret Burrow” owned by Rhobin Akhabila!

Dress: Casual

Connections

Name: Robin de Saurbert de Fortemps of the Golden Scales Race: Wildwood Elezen Sex: Female Occupation: Adventurer, Knight Dragoon Personality Type (laid back, militant, high strung, etc.): A sweetheart -- however highly shy and worried. Enjoys new sights but protects her homeland fiercely. Usually in a good mood, but gets insecure easily. Secret dragon nerd. What does your character look like?:

Favorite Hobby: Raising chocobos, maybe weaving if she’s honest. Motto they live by: Robin actually doesn’t have a motto Favorite type of Environment: Coerthas, then Dravania, then the East Shroud. Best Friends: Estinien Wyrmblood, Emmanellaine de Fortemps, Chara Makalares, and Lidoiret de Dzemael,along with Theodor. Who They Admire: Pre-Ratatoskr’s murder Haldrath, and Estinien. What they hope to do 10 years from now: Robin would like to live long enough to get married and start a family. Are they single? If not, who is their spouse/partner/life mate?: NOPE. Robin is with Lidoiret de Dzemael, Theodor Harvey in some verses as well/when Red’s about, and open to polyamory. She has the worst crush on Aymeric. What do they look for in friends?: People she deems ‘good’. Or dragons these days now she won’t get braned a heretic. If they walked into a bar and saw a talking slug, what would their reaction be?: Look, she’s gotten into fights with Primals. She’d probably consider it a primal. Squish. OOC: Usual Playtime: I’m around sporadically. Try skype or in-game. Server: Goblin! FC/Guild: Family of Exiles / FOX Looking for (friends, ships, hate ships, shady connections, etc.): Anything. Tagged by: Shamelessly stolen from Fox. u_u

// I’ll toss a promo up later but Y E S I’m celebrating with another in-game poarty this year for my birthday!

This time, more gifts for me to give as prizes, food, and an actual house for us to invade!

S O O N

// So I’m wandering to Whitebrim for Leves tonight and wandered to Steel Vigil like a nub. Well, I explored inside riding my magitek, and boy was the Vigil beautiful before it fell. I took a good look around the explorable area, then left. Spying Ishgard in the distance, I realized I was near some stone mounds and Haurchefant’s grave.

And I realized something.

Haurchefant is buried in a small graveyard. Those mounds are major knights’ graves -- people killed when Stel Vigil fell.

It’s a graveyard for Ishgaurd’s heroes.

No I don’t need my feels.

send me a ❖ + a question and my muse will be forced to tell the truth.

"O-other kids, Mama! They said ... they said bein' a stonemason isn't NOBLE enough." The little sniffled into their mother's coat, trying very hard to hide from the world in her.

Robin knelt, pulling her child closer and motioned.

“Look at Ishgard. Look at all the buildings, the cathedras and statues. Everything in Ishgard, and everything on Sohm Al, were cut by stonemasons. Stonemasonry is a very noble art; in fact many forget that House Dzemael is known for it. And did you know your Great Grandpa used it to resolidify our alliance with the dragons? He helped rebuild Bharr Lhess, by teaching stonemasonry so mighty Hraesvelgr’s home Zenith might be resplendant once more. I can think of no higher honor than being a stonemason sweetheart. None at all.”

"Mama!" The little elezen tucked into Robin, sniffling. "It's okay to wanna be like Great-Grandpa Tarresson, right?"

“Of course it is, sweetheart!” Robin knelt, righting her child’s hair gently and kissing their forehead. “Why, it would delight us to no end, and I’m sure he’d love to have a little stonemason in thr family again. Who told you you couldn’t?!”