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[everdreamtree]

This isn’t goodbye to Ishgard

“Remember me and the rest of your family well. Pray to always travel safely and visit us over a spot of tea when you can. Remember, this shan’t be the last time we see each other. Quite the contrary! I will come with you and be at your side. I will be there when you need it most. Just don’t forget that you have a warm nest to return to when your body grows weary.”

My last screencap before maintenance began.

This goes to everyone else too. It isn’t a goodbye. Your comrades in Ishgard are just that. They are comrades and they will be coming into Stormblood to be at your side.

Just don’t forget us. See you in Stormblood. Especially you, @errentdoll ♥

[everdreamtree]

In a time of yore, though, truthfully not far long ago, there was a knight {Salted} and grim. Clad in dark mail, plate and leathers,  ‘twas in all honestly somewhat shitten. Though proper and prim for a knight such as him.  Commendation of excess he doth possesseth, for valiancy, bravery, and witty comments had granted him thus. Aah, the {thrill of battle} near beckons… And in he did go,  with {DPS} {Healer} and {Grit} all in tow. The {DPS} was painfully low…the healer did not give a single {Stone} throw. Time after time, His pert ass did clench, in fear of death which whisked ever so near. Oh, did this knight flex and strain, all without but single regen… Alas, did his healers hand at last falter…and the healer lay all slaughtered and broken.  “{Living Dead}! Nay…This shant be mine end! ALL {LIMITS} I SHALL {BREAK}!” Through his helm, he roared, voice all strong but still broken and weary. The {DPS} faces grew to great pale, {AOE}s yonder and near…'twas a woeful hel. As the darkness and crimson disipated, only one remained, standing and fated… Rattled and beaten, though imbued with great pride! But yet, this feeling… Cold desolation? {Living Dead} still lay active and left him to die.

-Written by Errent Auberlaine of Balmung (FFXIV) aka @errentdoll