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“...Is it just me or is anyone else’s ears ringing?”

#[ yda ];; animated pugilist #(( i saw a lyse so this had to be posted i'm sorry. ))

“The history which lead us here will be unwritten.”

#(( quietly coughs ))#[ self promo ]#(( but listen i love the exarch so much i made him a blog instead ))#(( just be aware there'll be spoilers ))

Screams because maintenance

Ah well I can make use of this time and reply to stuff I owe.

#[ ooc ];; the elementals whisper of lost time #I won't be writing starters until I'm done with 5.0 though-

I’ve been busy with Shadowbringers! Sorry! The story’s really gotten me hooked and I can’t stop playing... I’ll probably be adding That one person to this blog once I’m done with the story.

Replies will be on hold until I’m 100% done with MSQ. Sorry, sorry!

#[ ooc ];; the elementals whisper of lost time

Logged onto XIV, got my FC to rank 5, put up an action, logged off.. And now I’m bothering people on discord because I’m bored. I’m ready for 5.0! All the instances and people logging off after being afk for 30 minutes, the instanced areas... It’s Stormblood all over again!

Jests aside, if anyone wants my discord, it’s under the cut.

#[ ooc ];; the elementals whisper of lost time #(( i am bored and lonely pls help ))#(( 'but you have starters to do!' with the expac so close i'm just gonna hold off for a bit. ))

There was much to say about a dead man walking. Many people spoke of specters, ghosts and ghouls which haunted the lands. Always whispering, always talking about them. It was the same as when she’d dragged herself into Rhalgr’s before passing out. They called her a dead woman walking, and wondered how she had gotten there with such bad wounds.

She hadn’t stuck around after healing up fully. She remembered barely anything of her time in the infirmary, only that she was given medicine to help deal with the pain and had basically looked like a mummy for a while. She’d heard many people talking about how she looked nearly like the girl that lead the resistance, and how they wondered if they were related.

She never humoured the thought.

“I wonder if they’re all right,” She murmured to herself, looking off into the distance. The waterfall crashes beside her, into the lakes below. She hadn’t moved from this area for a few days now, not that she minded staying here. It was... calming, for one.

“The Scions... and the Warrior of Light.”

What had happened after the Banquet? After she and Papalymo had gotten separated? She didn’t know. She wanted to know. And the entire thing scared her. She wanted to return to the Scions but... would they welcome her back or regard her as a turncoat?

She got up after a few more minutes, stretching and watching the progress of the sun as it slowly set. It would take her about an hour to reach the town, but she could also just set up camp here for the night and hope nothing attacked her while she was sleeping.

Yda starts walking, but away from the roaming monsters and towards a safer area, just as she heard the soft thwump of something landing. She turns, and stares at the other person dismounting the mount for mere moments before her face lights up.

“It’s you! I can’t believe it, you’re alright!” Yda’s first instinct is to give her dear friend the biggest hug of her entire life. But the second instinct is to pause and wait. The smile doesn’t leave her face regardless her friend’s reaction. “Are the Scions alright? Have you been well?”

Ah, chatterbox Yda. Never change.

@spearofthemother because yes

#spearofthemother #[ yda ];; animated pugilist #(( /throws this at you ))#(( IT'S LONG BUT YOU DON'T HAVE TO MATCH LENGTH ))#(( screams ))

“That’s... the last time I try to take on one of those things on my own.” She collapsed to the ground, staring at the sky in a daze. Before, she could punch one of those wandering Fluturinis down without breaking a sweat... but now it felt like her entire body was screaming out for her to rest.

Dam this inconvenience.

She took a few minutes to regain her breath, standing back up and dusting off the back of her legs. Yda was close to a town... By the sound of the waterfall and the noise around her, she was... in Ala Gannha, where she’d been born. The people here wouldn’t recognize her, she knew. And yet it didn’t stop her from trying to find succor there. If it was even just a little...

But how long had it been?

Along the road, however, as she headed towards the town, Yda noted a strange traveller. The pugilist’s eyes light up just slightly. She’d bothered the warrior of light so many times, surely she could-

And, before she could stop herself, she was halfway caught up to said traveller. “E-Excuse me! You- you don’t happen to-” She skids to a stop, panting.

“You don’t happen to have anything to eat, do you? I don’t have anything on me!” Not even a scrap of bread.

@lunar-mage-mare

#lunarmagemare #[ yda ];; animated pugilist #(( hey. hey. heeeey. ))#(( hi ))

I realized I owed more than just two starters. Oops. I owe one from a prior starter call, one for my friend, and two from this other starter call. I’m getting around to them! ...when I should be sleeping haha.

Sorry about the wait!

#[ ooc ];; the elementals whisper of lost time #(( in which I do not know how to write starters so I throw things at a wall and see what fits ))#(( p.s. everyone's getting yda since she's the strongest muse atm ))

ffamran‌:

❝ I DON’T THINK any normal assassin would dress like this … ❞ INDEED HE WAS CORRECT – the whole idea of an assassin was to be inconspicuous , to remain in the shadows . With all of his ostentatious jewellery that he wore , not to mention the sheer impracticality of the lower half of his outfit with agile assassin moves , it was nigh on impossible that he could ever pass off as a convincing hired killer . ❝ I’M A SKY PIRATE , however much that matters here . A treasure hunter , if you will ~ ! ❞

Well, that was her blunder. Congrats, Yda. A blunder you’ve made to punch someone in the face! She was still a bit on edge, especially when he called himself a sky pirate... a treasure hunter. Which means he was still desecrating the sacred grounds of her people. That didn’t sit well with the pugilist whatsoever. But perhaps she was making things a bit more complicated than she should.

Not that it mattered.

“Alright, Sky Pirate Treasure Hunter.” Yda used the full title, folding her arms against her chest. “You’re trespassing on the grounds of my people. There’s no treasure to be found here, only the nonsense the Garleans left when they fled.” The nonsense being Magitechnology, which was being taken back to Rhalgr’s Reach every now and again to be carted off to Cid Garlond.

“I’d suggest you turn around and go back to wherever you came from.”

#ffamran #[ yda ];; animated pugilist #(( awesome! glad I got it right then! ))#(( supposedly dead woman makes a slight idle threat at local mess sky pirate; more at 11 ))

Lyse?

Yda pauses as she hears the familiar name, the name of the person who she’d heard from various sources had taken her name and identity. Her own sister. It caused the pugilist to put her guard up, fists clenching and eyes narrowing slightly. The one thing that set the two of them apart were Yda’s Archon tattoos, that this person seemed to have missed.. Among other differences.

“I suppose you wouldn’t know where she is, then? Certainly not dead like me.” Yda’s voice was dripping with either venom or sarcasm, it was hard to discern which it was. “That is under the assumption you know her well. And by the way you greeted me, I suppose my assumption is correct.”

She turns fully, facing the Miqo’te.

“I have a few words I’d like to exchange with her.”

@party-of-rpg-muses since tumblr’s inbox is still being weird with me for some reason.

#partyofrpgmuses #[ yda ];; animated pugilist #(( It got long. I'm sorry. ))

I-I wake up to two followers... Hi.

I’m going to go do... something. Probably write starters. Yeah. I owe a couple of those.

#[ ooc ];; the elementals whisper of lost time #(( HI I'M NOT SURE WHY YOU FOLLOWED ME BUT HELLO ))#(( feel free to interact. I don't bite-))

"Bitch."

Fray glares in the most obvious of ways. Stares down the bard, eyes narrowing as he. just. doesn’t. fucking. want to deal with her right now.

“Fuck off, asshole bard.”

#[ Fray ];; Onyx Shade #artibard #(( I swear to fk- ))

Update done! I’ll write all the pages when it’s not fking 3am in the morning and I’m not half asleep at the laptop.

#[ ooc ];; the elementals whisper of lost time #(( aka i transitioned the blog to a multimuse but kept the url since i love it ))

ffamran‌:

@punchbled

HE’D PERSONALLY REGRETTED HIS DECISION of encountering the pugilist before him – here he was , minding his own business just hunting some treasure , and the woman had come out from the shadows like a lightning storm and ambushed him . Perhaps she thought he was an enemy , invading in their lands ? Either way , the leading man’s perfect visage was now adorned with a couple of prominent bruises ; he counted himself lucky that Fran thought him attractive regardless … at least , as far as he was aware . ❝ WELL , AT LEAST neither me or my face will be forgetting you anytime soon … ❞

Her fist meets its mark almost instantly, as she punches the man who treads upon her home. Regardless of any facts, the man had no right to be defiling the place like this. Even if he was sent here by the Resistance to scout out any remaining imperials... Well, she would apologize later but-!

“I’d hope not!” Yda said indignantly, brows furrowed as she glared at the man. “Now tell me your reasons for being here! Are you a spy? An imperial assassin?!”

#ffamran #[ v ];; a lost wandering (stormblood)#(( Oh she definitely is! ))#(( I took you playing it out like he was a treasure hunter and ended up with this! I hope it's alright! ))#(( local mess balthier pls meet the queen of punching named yda ))

Just going to give a bit of an announcement:

In the next few days I may make this into a multimuse blog. I’ve got too many blogs, and I’m going to condense them all into one. I’ll be keeping everything on Yda, but I need to do this to stop myself from getting overly stressed on logging in and out of various blogs just to check on things.

I hope you understand.

#[ ooc ];; the elementals whisper of lost time #(( My doctor and therapist told me I needed to chill on the stress so I'm doing this to keep from stress. ))#(( I don't fault anyone for unfollowing due to the possible change though! It's all good. ))#(( But I thought to inform bc that's just who I am ))

Me: posts starter call Me, days later, trying to write one: okay why did i do this again if i can’t even think of a proper starter.

#[ ooc ];; the elementals whisper of lost time #(( yep. this is a thing ))

avoidantgh0st

#[ hc ];; daring dalliances #(( if this isn't Yda I'll eat my shoe ))

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