#duskwright

[ubiquitous-umbrae]

It is the nature of dreams to end.

(art by the fantastic @miel-1411 )

[capriccio-ffxiv]

I don't have time for more alts but genuinely thinking about a villainish character; a Duskwright (I know, I know) who is dead set on wiping out the Gridanian Elementals.

because like I know. I know. something something this would kill the Greatwood and probably her. but. ok. a) would it really tho. would it actually kill the greatwood and b) fuck the elementals actually.

[tokidokifish]

i've been really jonesing to make a duskwright and Oh Did I Make A Duskwright

[minti-tales]

Begin at the beginning.

Once upon a time, as many stories begin, there once lived a rava viera, a rabbit person, in the faraway land of Eorzea.

But she was not always a rabbit. Stories change. Fantasias change our Warriors of Light.

Bear with me.

....

A long-time World of Warcraft player, motivated by friends stuck in their homes due to COVID, decided to roll a character in Final Fantasy XIV, which is critically acclaimed, as anyone will tell you.

So did one Warrior's story began, after laughing at the angry voice lines, and adjusting the chest meter to max, and other character customization shenanigans. This elf would be a version of their troll, Sabbac.

And so, we must begin the story again.

....

Once upon a time, in the faraway land of Eorzea, a Duskwight Elezen stepped off a boat bound for the seaside city of Limsa Lominsa. She did not know that one day, she would become a rabbit. She was just a wide-eyed elf then, ready to begin her journey as an arcanist and full member of the Adventurer's Guild.

This was during Shadowbringers, before the Summoner reworkings in Endwalker.

She was not a hero yet. Leporidaezation was far off in the future.

[captainkurosolaire]

Breakage! The Gambit

The Seeker wobbling in distraught. Was he just going to sit here and allow his Crewmate to perish another tally? Did he learn anything? For someone of zero fear when broken and bent at concealed arm’s even the most durable foundations may crumble. The Captain couldn’t bear this anymore! He wouldn’t! Shelah was severely injured and in small tears. Preparing herself for her custom and wicked upbringing to come back in repeating. Her ruler the Banshee forewarned her of certainty all males were just the incarnation of single-minded destroyers especially the pirates who slipped themselves in unfortunately into her Isle’s proved. In a cycled pattern. She thought that self-serving and surviving for the fittest was likely in his nature especially when in this spot. Despite this, the Captain was outmatched here. He stepped forward before plummeting arch and stammered in a shout against his opponent whatever that right Red-Hand could do. “No! Don’t ye’ touch her!!!” Drawing in he’d lower in submission his forehead into the surface near the boots of the assailants right before his tone came too commanding in fight… He conceded his pride and greed into the bowels of priorities.

“Oh…?” The blacked coated individual took the chum but then sighed unimpressed, “Guessing this is one of those, kill me pleas instead of the other?” Rearranging his reckoning towards the Captain’s visage slowly in creeping unless could be convinced with raw meaning. Humiliated in this breakage but he wouldn’t… Couldn’t ever allow his vows to be broken again. He would rather charge and plunge himself and advisory into the cursed depths. Though… He had one gambit with his keen observance. “Ye aren’t any surprise contractors. Hired from below decks by Princess Unitard? Then I’ll buy yer service out. Obviously yer skilled and coming across contacts and getting gil has become redundant. Though, I can offer better than the other guy.” He’d flare and intensely flash his stare with a collective and confidence succeeding himself in all convincing. Having to result in exposing himself alive to assassins wasn’t probably the wisest. Though as often dead man tells no lies, and he very much was dead if this didn’t work! Now, this was mildly amusing and unique. The Captain would be a fool to lie to him right here in this dangerous revelation. “What makes you believe I’d ever exchange a client’s wish for slaughter?” Drawing an ilm back on his hovering hand. Captain clenched his jaw before remaining iron, “Cause ye are in business with pirates. This is a sport for you. Is your business model really that complicated t’ understand? You’d rather rake in the biggest pool. Regardless of whose life is in question, none of that is ever a concern. I know a man in your line, a bunch in fact. I’m not just some random accidental pirate ye hit. I’m yer golden ticket. I’ll exchange for our lives with the promise of relics of every single one I’ve collected in my sea-vessel. Not only do they fetch higher prices for gil but can only boost your blood-shedding possibly your enjoyment and creativity.” Swallowing under this restrictive tension. If this didn’t work, he’d have to hurl entire shoulders and body-weight and the last amount of force to bide enough for Shelah to muster a worm out if she could or accept their perish. Immersed the individual with a side of light and dark intimidatingly giving him a Gemini facepaint thought it out a split of his body. Admitting this situation was unique. They managed still even in their condition to give an actual challenge to his companion who was also barely conscious. And this pirate was willing to remove every single remaining amount of fortune for the sake of what… One woman? For the price of his past his last remaining infamy and namesake surrounding him. He’d give away all worldly possessions, a pirate nonetheless. He made it convincing enough it would have still been a ploy and last-ditch desperation for the Miqo’te. The reaping threat decided to address his own cohort. “You heard everything, didn’t you? What are your thoughts.” He’d reach in and withdraw his red-right hand and draw out that hand that always stayed in his pocket. A golden rune on the exterior flesh glowed around before replenishing and nearly instantaneously recovering his wounded partner. It only solidified Captain’s instincts and hunches they never had a chance to win this absurd encounter. Fiona felt enlightened and peace sent through her as she finally emerged once again spunky and fiery, “Blimey about o’ time. Ya’ enjoyed me squirming out in agony that you did, you’re a freaky sadistic bastard…” After an awkward gut-wrenching pause, “Honestly, I had a laugh with em’, I’d like to reclaim their heads when they’re not little bitty wounded fawns.” Ironically she looked down on them despite her loss. Everyone just glossed and internally shrugged it off. Speaking nonchalantly about their deaths. Though each of them clearly would be more thrilled to hunt and overall slay something that gave them a rush than just a few second thrill rides this was their comparable sex. “Fiona, go check out if he’s telling merit, count your blessings then for this one exception, we’ll see. Pray, you’ve enough to buy a temporarily freedom.” They’d quietly leave verifying Captain’s plunders were genuine. Now attaining an arsenal of his main-stay including his trusty Scimitars of the Voidal series, alongside any other thing that looked valuable in coffers and pouches. Though while Shelah looked a bit in disbelief, Captain reflected his own opposite in relief. He’d check on her. Now completely understanding just who her devoted Captain was at the core. Still, she couldn’t help but muster weakly in detest, “...Wh-y… --Why, you’re the leader! That was your LIFE!” Outcries ejected from her by his sacrifice of accolades, accomplishments, and ‘valued’ treasures stockpiled throughout all his legacy.

With calmness setting in and his composure shining through the crack’s from despair. “You’re my crew. That’s not expendable to me! That is a price I find boundless, that is what I value my real treasure, that’s what Worldly means to me. ...It doesn’t seem like it, but we won. Because I also believe by us just remaining breathers we’ll make sure our Navigator we owe our plausible fortune too will also remain to enable smiling a bit while longer n’ all the company ov’ our companions included. Cheer up. Ye rest assured we’ll seize th’ next wave.” He declared in his ever-evolving heart. She felt the term of ‘Outcast’ shatter in this crew’s stead.                 (Previous)  — / References /  —   ♫ — (Next Page)  

[kidriascyen]

This?

Everyone’s got a dark secret.

What’s yours?

[topaz-carbuncle]

Do you ever take a serious screenshot 

and then notice the photobombing bastard?

[pervasivescariness]

A kiss for my dear friend @rvcmoony who has a very kissable face (and needs to play more! >:O)

Bonus doodle under the cut~

<3 you Moony~