#kyraeth vale

[the-wanted-man]

PROCLAMATION!

New mark posters are slowly dispersed all throughout Eorzea over the course of several days detailing charcoal drawn faces and their crimes. 

𝕎𝔸ℕ𝕋𝔼𝔻: 𝔸𝕟𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕕𝕦𝕒𝕝 𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕧𝕖.

★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ‘𝕌𝕟𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕜.’

𝔻𝔼𝕋𝔸𝕀𝕃𝕊 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖. 𝔽𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕪 𝔻𝕌𝕊𝕂𝕎𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕄𝕀𝕏𝔼𝔻 ℍ𝔼ℝ𝕀𝕋𝔸𝔾𝔼. 

𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤. 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕞𝕤. 𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕣 𝕣𝕠𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕕𝕪𝕟. 𝕃𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕌ℝ𝔻𝔼ℝ 𝕠𝕗 𝔸𝕍𝔼𝕃𝔼𝕐ℕ ℂℍ𝔸𝕊𝔼, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕪’𝕤 𝕒𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟 𝕦𝕟𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

𝕊𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕤. 𝕀𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝔸ℝ𝕄𝔼𝔻 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝔻𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕌𝕊 , 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕨𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕦𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕘𝕠𝕝𝕕, 𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕪𝕝𝕖. 𝔾𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕟𝕖𝕗𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕟 - 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕤!  𝟝,𝟘𝟘𝟘 𝕘𝕚𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕 (𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕖𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕝𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝)

𝕎𝔸ℕ𝕋𝔼𝔻: 𝔸𝕃𝕀𝕍𝔼 𝕗𝕠𝕣 ℚ𝕌𝔼𝕊𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔸ℝℝ𝔼𝕊𝕋

★ ★ ★ ★ ★ '𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕄𝔼𝕄𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕆 !'

𝕄𝔼𝕄𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕆 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕕𝕠𝕫𝕖𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕃𝔸ℝℂ𝔼ℕ𝕐, 𝔹ℝ𝔼𝔸𝕂𝕀ℕ𝔾 & 𝔼ℕ𝕋ℝ𝕐, 𝕁𝔼𝕎𝔼𝕃 𝕋ℍ𝔼𝔽𝕋, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔹𝕃𝔸ℂ𝕂-𝕄𝔸𝕀𝕃.

ℍ𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 ℂ𝕆ℝℙ𝕊𝔼 ℝ𝕆𝔹𝔹𝔼ℝ𝕐, 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝔸𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕪𝕟 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕄𝕌ℝ𝔻𝔼ℝ 𝕓𝕪 𝕒𝕟 𝕌ℕ𝕂ℕ𝕆𝕎ℕ 𝔸𝕊𝕊𝕆ℂ𝕀𝔸𝕋𝔼.

𝔹𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝔸𝕋 𝕃𝔸ℝ𝔾𝔼 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕞𝕖. 𝕄𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕆𝕦𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕨.

𝕊𝕦𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕟 𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕒𝕨𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕘𝕒𝕟𝕘. 𝔸𝕕𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. ℝ𝕖𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕦𝕡𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕠.

𝕎𝔸ℕ𝕋𝔼𝔻: ℂ𝔸ℙ𝕋𝕌ℝ𝔼𝔻  𝔸𝕃𝕀𝕍𝔼 ★ ★ ★ ★ ★  `𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕆𝕦𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕨`

𝕀𝕟𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕞𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕘𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕟, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕆𝕦𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕨 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕥𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝔸𝕀𝔻𝕀ℕ𝔾 & 𝔸𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕋𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕒 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕞𝕦𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕗.

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕆𝕦𝕥𝕝𝕒𝕨 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕒 𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕪𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕪 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕌𝕝 𝔻𝕪𝕟𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕫𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕤 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝔼𝕏𝕋ℝ𝔼𝕄𝔼𝕃𝕐 𝔻𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕌𝕊.

𝔸ℝ𝕊𝕆ℕ,  𝕂𝕀𝔻ℕ𝔸ℙℙ𝕀ℕ𝔾, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 ℍ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕎𝔸𝕐 ℝ𝕆𝔹𝔹𝔼ℝ𝕐,  𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕪. 𝔸𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝕃𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℍ𝕀𝔾ℍℂ𝕃𝔼ℝ𝔼 𝕄𝔸ℕ𝕆ℝ 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕛𝕖𝕨𝕖𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕗, 𝕄𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕟 𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕜..  ℝ𝕖𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙  𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕣  𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖

Each poster ends very much the same - 'Bring all relevant information forward to your local mark agency, or ask to speak with Flame Captain Odh for further detail.`

𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤: @but-first--tea​ (for the death of Avelyn Chase) | @thorstyrh​ | @luck-and-larceny​ 

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New IC Glam :D

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Breaking Point

Wards. It always came down to the Twelve-forsaken wards. The bitch was nothing more than a coward, always running, always hiding. But, she'd found a away to draw Kyra out of her self-inflicted cage before, and she'd do it again.

Avelyn knew at some point Kyra would see the trap closing in around her and run.  She clung to things so tightly, with so much sentiment. Take them away, and she fell apart so easily. With nowhere left that was safe, she'd hide, isolate herself. It was her weakness.

Avelyn leaned against the bridge's rough wooden railing, watching the mill's wheel turning slowly, and toying with the dark crystal hung from the silver chain around her neck. Unlike Kyra, she'd learned from their prior encounters. She'd anticipated her retreat, anticipated the magical wards securing the cabin she'd chosen as her safe house, anticipated the way she clung instinctively to a hapless savior drawn into her plight. She'd even planted a beacon on the overgrown duskwight or whatever he was to breach her magical protections.

The one thing she hadn't counted on was Kyra leaving the sword behind in Meridian. She'd rarely, if ever, not kept the blade firmly in her possession, and now it was safe in the one Twelve-forsaken place she couldn't get into.

She didn't like stooping to this level. It felt, somehow, like Kyra had taken that much more from her, by pushing her these extremes. But, she saw little else in the way of options, and Kyra wasn't the only one who could use coin to solve a problem.

Elsewhere in the Twelveswood, while Avelyn stood in public view, watching the mill turn steadily along, ten hired blades used her planted beacon to breach the protections of Kyra's safe house.

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Breaking Point (Interlude)

The surge of dark magic shocked Isuraicath from her dormant state like being thrown from a boat into icy water. She recoiled from it, nearly severing the fae contract with Kyraeth in a knee-jerk reaction. An equally intense desire to know just what had caused the mortal to do such a thing steadied her, however.

Slowly, meticulously, the fairy focused her energies into a corporeal state, then unfurled herself into the physical plane with her customary dramatic twirl. It was a bit of a chore without Kyraeth's summoning magic to draw her in like a tether, but she was intent on chiding her for the rude awakening, and finding out what in the shadow's depths had just happened.

She unfolded into darkness. Her light alone cast the scene in stark relief. The broken, empty shells of mortals lay strewn about in disarray, and Kyraeth herself was laid out as if placed upon a bier.  The dark magic had somehow sustained her hold upon this plane, but at the same time shocked her system into severe imbalance. She was ice-aspected, her aether held sluggishly. But, that didn't prevent her lifeblood from leaking out all the same. She was dying. What made the situation worse was the decided lack of sugary treats in the room to replenish Isuraicath's own energies after having pulled herself here.

Well, shadow and bother. With no unbroken mortals about to repair Kyraeth, it seemed it would be up to her. Yet, all of her energies were tied up in the task of her fae contract with this mortal: bind the shard of darkness away from the woman's spirit, keeping it from merging with her. In order to heal her, Isuraicath would have to... let go.

She pondered the conundrum, finally deciding that if the mortal returned to the lifestream, the task would be rather irrelevant, anyway. If she instead focused on the task of healing, the mortal would likely agree that death was not preferable to a broken contract, and sate both her curiosity to find out what happened, and find her something to eat. Yes, this was certainly the proper choice.

Decision made, she released her essence from holding back the influence of the spirit shard, and turned her attention fully to repairing Kyraeth's mortal form before the ice-aspected aether alone would no longer be enough to save her.

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Obligatory “I finally got my parasol” screenshot

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A file upon the desk of Flame Capt.  U'dahv Odh

Perusing this file, one can't help but note that the details are a bit all over the place, its connections loose and, in many cases, involve loose ends and unconfirmed associations. It's as if whomever has created this file has personal motivations, hunches, and has suffered a good number of roadblocks and frustrations along the way.

Though the file is labeled 'Highclere,' the majority of the notes inside seem to revolve around someone named Kyra, and a place called Meridian. The notes aren't exactly organized in chronological order, but someone reading through them would likely be able to piece together the following series of events:

'Highclere' appears to be the name of an estate located within the Goblet, although the estate itself had been built long before the majority of the land around it had been allocated as a housing district.

The Highclere family's holdings include a business under the name Meridian Trade and Acquisitions, which focused on obtaining unique items and curiosities, profiting from the never-ending penchant of Ul'dahn nobles to need something with which to impress their neighbors.

Both Meridian and Highclere have been present in Ul'dah as far back as records have been kept, but the family has never been particularly influential or in the spotlight.

Three years ago, however, the entire staff of Meridian vanished, along with the Highclere family itself. No leads as to their whereabouts, or their fate, were ever found. The business and estate were held in escrow for several months, until the solicitors managing the estate managed to locate a relative to inherit: a woman named Kyra.

All the accounts and holdings were transfered to Kyra's name, and re-staffed Meridian entirely with refugees. None of its new employees had any records on file within Thanalan.

Soon afterward, Kyra scandalously married a former Wood Wailer, with no family or fortune of his own, and disappeared to the Far East. Two years later, Kyra re-appeared at Highclere... without a husband. Various interpretations, rumors, and theories of his demise abounded, from the wildly ridiculous to the probable.

Though Meridian was investigated more than once, all efforts were forestalled by someone known only as "The Jewelmaker" in underworld circles.

Scribbled on a small note and tacked on top of the rest appears to be a recent addition: Keeper, dark hair. Hired on retainer. Check records.

@the-wanted-man​

@luck-and-larceny​ for vague mention

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I know everyone has long since gotten these, but I don’t care and I love them and I had to do the thing XD