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Ignis’ Potato Aesthetic
as requested by @ancaire
HYBRASIL
This is an extraneous worldbuilding post; it will likely not be relevant to play, but it is true for the world and available to be mentioned in character, so I’m moving this info over from the teaser blog for reference. I’ve also updated and edited this post for continuity and clarity.
According to human accounts, Hybrasil is a semi-mythical island; there are accounts of people going to it, and it was on actual maps through the 1600s—but, as you might imagine, the accounts of those who went there were… odd. Saint Brendan went there and found nothing but a feast and a dog, so an earth fey must have resided there then!
In our game, Hybrasil has two halves—the one that everyone talks about and the one that very few people want to even think about. Those are the Memorial and the Castle, respectively. Fey get to Hybrasil from the feyry realm by going to the neutral area, Tara, and toward the public An Fidchell board. The tall tree that overlooks the board has roots that form a hollow; that’s the entrance.
Going underground will lead you to an island shrouded in mists: that’s Hybrasil.
THE MEMORIAL
The Memorial is the only and primary that you will encounter; there, the floor is covered in pale poppies and rows of skulls line the walls. Some bodies still there atop stacks of bones beneath, not yet rotten, still with the sense of sleeping, only old blood belying their status. That’s where the bodies of dead Players rest, those heroes and fighters of An Fidchell.
THE CASTLE
But beyond that, beyond that, is the Castle. No one goes to the Castle. No one visits the Castle. No one would want to. The only living soul who resides in the Castle is the Ancaire (English translation: anchorite), an Archfey whose name is always forgotten, who always becomes the title. The Ancaire is eternal and passed-down. When one passes, another fey gives up their life to live alone in Hybrasil like a hermit-priest.
This is because the spirits of the Sluagh rest there. The most terrifying experience in the entire world for the fey, the Sluagh is an otherworldly horde of restless dead spirits who have been rejected by the gods and by the earth itself. Some of the Sluagh are even former Players, seeking vengeance. Not unlike an army, the host flies in from the west and have been known to prematurely capture souls of fey and humans alike to add to the procession.
The Sluagh’s very presence invokes irrational terror. The Kings and Queens of the Courts have to Tithe to them 7 valuable or beloved souls every 7 years on Samain (Halloween) to keep them at bay, or risk the loss of their own souls and Courts. It is the Ancaire’s responsibility to let them loose and to guide them back to Hybrasil every 7 years. The Ancaire is well known in a number of mythologies as the leader of the Wild Hunt.
Feel free to listen to this podcast episode about Hybrasil, which I consequently heard after I’d made up everything, but actually corroborates everything I’d already developed right down to dates, so that was really weird and cool. You can listen here.
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@ancaire
my opinion on;
character in general: SO….. I actually know very little about Lunafreya other than what I’ve seen from Kingsglaive, & also people ranting about the vastly different looks from the movie & the game– I KNOW SHE MARRIES NOCTIS THOUGH. From the little bits & pieces I’ve seen, she seems like a total badass despite being royalty & all? SO THAT’S ALWAYS SOMETHING GOOD TO LOOK AT. Kickass ladies are always lacking, definitely need more of those, always.how they play them: As I said I know very little about Lunafreya, so I can’t accurately say how they play them, but I enjoy the interactions had on the blog! & the writing is always very nice to read, flowing nicely with what’s going on as well as just making the muses seem very human, which is something that’s always nice to see 8)the mun: OH BOY. ANA. ANA BANANA. You are the apple of my eye, the core to my peach, the cream to my coffee, we’ve known each other for so long it’s mind-boggling. Basically since the start of Eb’s blog, I met your Ellie, & I feel in love with her sass, her spunkiness, you’ve always had such a great grasp on her character, as well as a lot of love towards her which has never wavered from what I could see. There are times that I would lose you, but I always manage to find you again no matter what blog you’re on. Seriously I’m a leech & you’re not going to be getting rid of me so soon, talking to you always ends up with me in tears with my sides burning in laughter because your sense of humor is just out of this world. Really though, you’re a great person throughout the years, that thought has only been fortified through our interactions, IC & OOC. I’m glad to see that you’re still around & causing trouble 8)
do i;
follow them: Fuck yes.rp with them: NOT AS MUCH AS I’D LIKE BUT YESwant to rp with them: ALL THE INTERACTIONS LBR.ship their character with mine: Friendship most definitely. Luna might actually let Eb do her hair without pouting LOL.
what is my;
overall opinion: A real trooper, you’ve always been around Tumblr & taken up muses where you’ve always captured their concept so thoroughly, an interaction with you is never boring, always filled with laughs as well as the occasional angst yes I’ve seen some of the angst you’ve written in your life. Ana is a fucking delight through & through, no matter how many years go by, you’re one of the people that always makes me smile as well as one of my longer relationships that I’ve developed here on Tumblr, a true war hero. No but really, you’re a giant dork, & a great friend.
**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.
@ancaire replied to your post: ♝ : Reading a book together
u could have made this cute yet you decided to hurt me unbelievable i’m calling the police
wow it’s like you haven’t known me for four years...
♝ : Reading a book together
Non-sexual Acts of Intimacy
@ancaire
It's a secret that he's here. A secret known only to three people: King Regis, who sent Ignis on this trip in the first place, Ignis, himself, and Lady Lunafreya, the Oracle and Prince Noctis' bride to be. In theory, Ignis is there to thrash out some of the details of their upcoming nuptials; in reality, he's taking the opportunity to try and find answers to some burning questions he has.
They sit close together at a big oak table, books piled high on either side. In front of them, one book lies open with both pairs of eyes focussed on the text. Ignis' brow furrows and he levels a sideways glance at Lunafreya.
You are absolutely certain of this?" She answers with a nod and Ignis feels guilty for having even questioned it. The vision of the Oracle and the texts he's read so far are quite conclusive about Noctis' fate. With a sigh, Ignis closes the book and rests his hands atop it.
"He doesn't know the full scale of it, does he?" This time, Lunafreya responds with a sad shake of her head. "Good. We shall keep it that way." The last thing Noctis needs is to have this hanging over his head and Ignis is willing to accept the responsibility for keeping this secret from the prince.
ancaire replied to your post: out. just a friendly post while i do use...
what if trico’s like snail and can change their gender whenever its convenient
out. y’know, i wouldn’t even be surprised if ueda came out and said that
potatoes make good detectives because they always keep their eyes peeled
what do you call a stolen yam?
a hot potato