Jun 5
shes literally cool and hot. don't worry about the disorders.
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shes literally cool and hot. don't worry about the disorders.
“Sorry,” Alisaie interrupted, “Did you say you know him from an illegal fighting ring?”
The corner of Ryl’s mouth curled into a slight smile. “Much to my governess’ chagrin when I came home beat to shit.”
Alisaie hummed. “Doesn’t really match the whole aura of heroics, does it?”
“Have you ever seen her fight hand-to-hand?” Rylaxha and Alisaie both looked to the other side of the room where Riol sat. When Alisaie shook her head, Riol laughed and continued, “You’d believe her if you saw it. She fights dirty.”
Ryl shrugged. “No real fight is going to be fair. If you could kill monsters with noblesse oblige, we’d be sending Alphinaud.”
ryl's story
~you look like a cold harlot out in a connecticut snowstorm~
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TFW you are exiled from being a nepo baby because you were caught plotting to murder the guy that took over your parents’ business and instead you are sent to GRIDANIA to talk to the TREES
theres something wrong with her.
based on this post lol
ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ and oh my god i'll take you to the grave // the only love i've ever known, the only soul i ever saved ᕕ( ᐕ )ᕗ
this outfit was Carmine's idea and as usual he was so right.
The figure in black laughed, his voice low and menacing. The bright sky darkened and vanished, replaced by swirling shadows that coiled through the air. Rylaxha pulled back with a start, her eyes going wide. The Wood Wailers had retreated--Should she call for help? Run and pray she was fast enough to escape?
Yet as the tendrils of darkness gathered around her, a soft shimmer of blue light pulsed from her body. She’d felt this before, when she touched the crystal given to her by Hydaelyn. Some kind of shield?
"So this is the strength that empowers her," he said aloud, voice rasping over the words like file on metal.
Tentatively, Rylaxha took a step forward. The shadow-clad figure tilted his head, considering her. Her heart thudded against her ribs and her legs felt like they were made of stone, but she forced herself to draw her staff and hold it aloft. Even if she didn't understand why, the figure was wary of her, and that bolstered what little confidence she had left.
"If a fight is what you long for…” the figure said mockingly. He raised his arms, aether coalescing at his fingertips. Electricity pulsed through every vein of her body as something lit inside of her. The fear did not dissipate, but it was lost in a swelling tide of power. This wasn't the elementals. This was something far stronger.
Rylaxha's grip on her cane tightened and she knew with certainty in that moment that whatever the thing in front of her was, it was going to die. She was going to make sure of that.
Ryl’s Story
NAH NO WAY THEY'RE TAKING ME BACK TO THE ROYAL MENAGERIE
"You know Orn Khai. I fucked a guy here. It wasn't even good."
she so pretty.