#ffxiv writing

[winterstravellog]

Day 20

It's hard. To see someone so filled with rage and sadness, to the point of their heart being dyed in it, and not be able to do anything. A group of former pirates, the Salthounds, are still struggling to turn Poor Maid's Mill into a settlement. Their captain and I have butted heads a few times in the past. She's stubborn, but determined. To see her like this is nearly heartbreaking. I know the people here aren't the kindest. Many have done things that would get you jailed if caught, if not worse. It still hurts to see those same people almost try in vain to do something different with their lives. The struggle is not beyond me. I feel for them, as someone who as been there before. She wouldn't tell me anything, but I could feel that my presence eased her troubles. Even if it was only for a moment...

-Winter

[winterstravellog]

Day 19

I've found myself in Upper La Noscea. After stopping by Camp Bronze Lake I've made my way to a Qiqirn ferryman. While I could just take Siul and fly my way across the lake, interacting with the locals has always been the preferred way. At first he demanded gil, but changed his tune upon hearing me speak their language. I managed to pick up a bit more of it thanks to this interaction. While I haven't seen much Qiqirn outside of Eorzea, I wonder if the Qitari of the First speak the same language? I'm unsure of how much the shard's actually share. He informed me that once the storm quiets, we'll travel across. I thanked him for this, and even did a little business with him on the side. Maybe I can get some fishing in while we wait?

-Winter

((I think this is where I started to embrace more of a raw emotional writing style. Without going super into it, I've never been very good at personal journaling. When it came to character journaling, however, it's always came a lot easier. Because of that, I've started embracing journaling as a character to get out my ideas easier. Apologies if they ever come off as too emotional or over the top because of this.))

[leyinyangdragon]

Midgardsormr, the Little One: Chapter 36

Jewels shine and unravel bitter questions.

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[winterstravellog]

Day 18

I'm very confused. Castrum Occidens is still active, but not in the way I expected. It's being used as a waystation for Garleans looking to move to Eorzea. I very nearly cause a mass panic as I stomped in there, weapons out. Shortly after I was contacted via Linkpearl and informed of the situation. While there are a few rogue bands of the former Corps, most of the ones located in Eorzea are waystations like this one. I'm very thankful they told me before I did something drastic, but I wish they had told me beforehand. Do...do the major leaders of each city state not think I travel normally? Did they...did they forget I'm an adventurer? Have I actually lost a title? Bizarre...

-Winter

((First mention of my own personal headcanons for why the Castrums still exist in Eorzea atm. I don't remember if I mentioned it, but these journal entries take place around patches 7.4/7.5. Also, Winter is not the WoL, but is still a Scion whose job it was to be a more combat oriented assistant to Tataru. Time to reveal more ever so slowly heehee.))

[winterstravellog]

Day 17

I think I have an affinity for water. Whenever I hear the rushing of the falls, the babbling of a brook, or the gentle rushing of a river I just get enraptured. They call this the 'Red Mantis Falls'. This is because the Red Mantis breeding grounds require falling water. I'm unsure as to why, but I couldn't get close to find out. I'd rather not wipe out a species just to learn about it. Despite that, this has been a welcome distraction. I feel apprehensive about the Castrum. I'm afraid that it's still up and running. I'm afraid that they won't take the out I give them if they are. I'm afraid to have blood stain my hands again...but it must be done. It must.

-Winter

[winterstravellog]

Day 16

In Eastern La Noscea, way off in the wilderness, there is a small shack called 'The Severed String'. I'm not sure why it's called that, for all I've found is a very distressed man named Drest. He keeps repeating that one day he'll meet someone again. I wish I could do more for him. I cleaned his house to the best of my ability and helped him restock his own supplies. I think I'm not the only one who does this, as I met a traveler that following morning. I'll try asking around Limsa the next time I'm there to see if anyone knows him. For now though...it's time I make my way back up to the Castrum. If it hasn't been decommissioned yet, I'll probably make sure it is.

-Winter

((Rewriting these makes me realize that I had quite a few spelling errors. If it isn't obvious enough already, a lot of these are typed up in the heat of everything. I'm very raw with my writing, for better or worse. I hope that doesn't say anything bad about me.))

[winterstravellog]

Day 15

To stand under the roaring waters of the falls and train again...what a feeling. Curious Gorge seemed very surprised by my presence, as if he expected me to not remember him anymore. Pure folly. He was the one to show me that rigidity can lead to stagnation, and to embrace the chaos of life. He was my first master. The first person to treat me like an equal. As we trained together for the first time in years, I felt a fond peace. I'm reminded again to be like a quiet lake inside a raging storm. Maybe one day I'll convince him to join me in a spar.

-Winter

[winterstravellog]

Day 14

The 'Lair', if you can call it that, has been taken care of. I figure that this can keep things from settling in the cave, and prevent anything bad from coming out. I don't know if this actually solves the problem, but I did as asked. Costa del Sol's guards are fairly well trained so they should be able to handle anything else that arises. As I make my way towards the 'Hidden Falls', I look forward to seeing the one who got me started on the Warrior path. I hope he doesn't mind that I've used it mostly for Botany...

-Winter