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@kharia-adarkim
Howdy, I'm Ariadne, aka Vesper, and this is my FFXIV sideblog. In addition to general FFXIV posts, I also post about my OCs:
Kharia Adarkim, a xaela, and my warrior of light
Chalcedony, an Alexandrian miqo'te and Kharia's reflection from the 9th
Civanka (aka Venka), a shetona bard
Mimisu Misu, a lalafellin magical researcher
My main is @dragongirlbunny if you wanna check it out.
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Let's return to the way Etheirys once was, hundreds of millions of years past.
To a quiet and peaceful time, long before the light of mankind was kindled.
okay i cannot tell if this is a galaxy brain idea or a "go to bed" tier idea
but if hecate's soul was already fragile
then what if when it was sundered it broke into more than 14 shards
and so there are two hecate shards on the 9th
chalcedony being one another being undefined
it was my first time ever drawing on a tablet with a screen so i decided to not draw anything difficult. that being said, here's my daughter Meteion
come take a bite outta me
heatwave festival 2: "water"
Melin's found that on stiflingly hot days, there's nothing better than staying underwater for hours at a time, as long as she's got someone to wave off worried passers-by.
mixing it up by just barely missing the deadline on this one. i shall continue to do weird things with the deadline. what if i do the next one RIGHT NOW!? no, i'm actually really tired, so i'm not going to do that.
also, both this and the other one i posted have had melin face-down on the ground... what if I just have her doing that for every single one? that's certainly how I feel in the heat...
You are the Warrior of Light.
Champion of Eorzea, blessed by the Mothercrystal. You've bested tyrannical warlords, fearsome dragons, and god-like beings. You've liberated nations, aided in their restorations. You rub shoulders with their leaders and the common folk alike. With every victory, every adventure, every grand feat, your legend grows. Everyone knows your name. Everyone knows what you've done. Everyone knows what you're capable of doing.
'It's the blessing of Hydaelyn,' they say; 'the power of the Echo,' 'the unwavering soul of Azem'. Only the Warrior of Light could do what you do, only someone destined to usher change and defend the very star from destruction. Allies and enemies alike agree; there is nobody like the Warrior of Light.
But that's where they're wrong. You may be special, or chosen, or destined... but you don't feel that at all. All you feel is the pedestal you never asked to be put on. The perceived gap between you and them is staggering. They think you untouchable; so far removed from human you must be a god, or something greater. You aren't a person to them any more. You're a symbol. An idea. A concept. Intangible.
You are the Warrior of Light. And you will never be anything else.
I'd like to think that Lyna was a very active kid with a personality similar to Young G'raha.
i saw you naked on tumblr!!!!
She has the face of a lonely housewife whose husband died in the war
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I finished Endwalker
I finished Endwalker
The Blessing of Light is something that is intentionally left pretty vague by the story, probably as another way to let the player fill in the gaps with whatever they want, and while sometimes this manifests in the story treating the blessing like a bodysuit of kevlar, I think the much more interesting interpretation is to go full whump with it and establish that the only rule is that the warrior of light cannot die. Aside from the subplot in post-ARR/HW being more interesting with the real threat of death now upon them, it just adds so much sauce. We can magick away the possibility of their head getting chopped off with the superhuman reflexes Hydaelyn hath granted, and so it is very delicious to imagine someone who, rather than being unable to be meaningfully injured, is instead able to just keep going despite catastrophic bodily harm. The warrior of light just keeps fucking going, no matter how much they may wish they were dead. More blood than humanly possible spilling out onto the ground, face pale, hands shaking, still moving with eerie grace and agility, screaming with pain every time they bring another desperate strike down? Thats the good shit.
I recall the devs saying that party wipes in a dungeon are just the WoL having Echo visions on what Not to fucking do, implying that they hallucinate their death repeatedly before triumphing.
Which is equally, "That's rough buddy."
A young WoL preemptively seeing themself get incinerated by Ifrit.
