I’m completely addicted to this game at this point—I’m already on my eighth playthrough of Stan’s route. I’m honestly in awe of how immersive it is and how compelling the characters are. Thank you so much for making this game.
I’ve got a few questions, if that’s alright:
• After the sequel, do you have any plans to continue the Arcadie series?
• What are Wil, Cyril, and Stan’s favorite foods?
• When Wil and Stan got into a fight in ACL, Cyril immediately stepped in to break it up—was that something that happened occasionally in the past, maybe when they were at the Academy? or was it more just Cyril being quick to read the situation?
• I have a headcanon that, when it comes to swordsmanship, the ranking among the three LIs is Wil > Stan > Cyril. Is that accurate?
• Will the LIs be good parents? I feel like Wil and Cyril would both be very doting and caring—especially Wil, who might even be a bit overprotective. But I’m not so sure about Stan. I mean, he’d probably love his kid, but Stan is a complicated man and I'm not sure if he would be a good father.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read all this. I’m really looking forward to the full version of the game!
Thank you ❤ The full game is right around the corner!!!
I'll try to answer your questions under the cut.
After the sequel, do you have any plans to continue the Arcadie series?
Depends entirely on how well the game does.
What are Wil, Cyril, and Stan’s favorite foods?
Cyril likes tea and sweets, ideally with a good book. Will isn't difficult, might enjoy braised meat. Stan? I can see him really liking some obscure dish he's tasted once in his life, and never quite figuring out what it was.
Note: Only what's actually in the games is canon. My ask replies are just spur-of-the-moment ideas ;)
When Wil and Stan got into a fight in ACL, Cyril immediately stepped in to break it up—was that something that happened occasionally in the past, maybe when they were at the Academy? or was it more just Cyril being quick to read the situation?
It's a reaction in the moment thing. Note that Cyril does not step in in their own route.
I have a headcanon that, when it comes to swordsmanship, the ranking among the three LIs is Wil > Stan > Cyril. Is that accurate?
It's Will = Stan > Cyril, though Cyril would beat them both in close quarters combat.
Will the LIs be good parents? I feel like Wil and Cyril would both be very doting and caring—especially Wil, who might even be a bit overprotective. But I’m not so sure about Stan. I mean, he’d probably love his kid, but Stan is a complicated man and I'm not sure if he would be a good father.
Sorry I'm not going to answer this. Might be explored down the line ;)
Thank you again, and I hope you enjoy the sequel (less than one month away!!!)
Tonight, he was Nicholas Covington. One final reprise of the charade. Tomorrow, he would be extracted, finally to return home. Two decades away had felt like an eternity. But his mission had been an important one, as he had reminded himself every time he wondered what he was doing wasting away in Eorzea. All for the glory of Garlemald. He had long dreamed of the day his work would be complete and he could return. He was, admittedly, not looking forward to the bitter cold after he had spent so long in the Black Shroud’s milder clime. But he longed to see his nation, his family, his people. His wife. His son. Aelius was just a boy when he had left, but he would be a grown man now.
Selene was no comparison to his Caecilia awaiting him back home, but she made for a decent enough spouse on paper–good looks, a decent family lineage but just disgraced enough she did not think twice about accepting his proposal, enough gil attached to her family name for them to live comfortably before his own pay in this land had been worth anything, and she had even born him a daughter. Sure, she was vain and preoccupied with herself, but that lended itself to a sort of naivety he found convenient. She rarely asked any questions of him or his past, and never paid much mind to anything he did.
Faye was every bit her opposite, despite their surface-level similarities, and the two were ever at odds because of it. She’d grown into a strong-headed and sensible young woman who he was convinced took far more after him than her mother, but that savage blood in her veins was undeniable. He would be a fool not to make the most of it, however. Her innate skills with healing and magic were a boon not bestowed upon his own people, and he saw to it that her talents blossomed. She was the link to the aether he could never manipulate himself, and his only legacy in Eorzea.
A legacy soon to be cut short. He was quiet through dinner. That wasn’t unusual, though. Selene was busy fussing over Faye picking at her food. She had seemed a bit gloomy ever since Zularti had left, though he couldn’t be certain if she missed the boy, or just envied the independence he had found. After dessert, he excused himself to his study where he spent most of his time within the manor. But tonight was different. Tonight, he poured himself an extra drink before he settled into his armchair.
Tomorrow, everything would be up in flames. He knew exactly what he must do, and the plans were already in motion. No loose ends, no strings left attached, no evidence. The house, the family, every trace of his life in Eorzea would be razed to the ground, and as far as anyone would know, Nicholas along with it. He couldn’t dwell on it. It was simply what must be done. Factual. Inevitable. Inescapable.
He had downed half of his glass when he heard the door creak, cracking open just enough for a familiar face to peek through, pale and delicate. “Father?” She pushed the door open fully, standing in the threshold. “Is everything all right?”
Of course she had noticed. She was a clever girl. She had a way with reading people, even though he didn’t believe she had realized it yet herself.“Of course.” He mustered a small smile for her. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it, my dear.”
She lingered a moment, doubt and concern weighing a frown on her features despite herself. She didn’t respond to him, only turned to leave and shut the door behind herself. He wasn’t certain what possessed him, but before she could close to the door, he found himself calling out to her before he could think better of it.
“Faye.” The sound of her name was enough to halt her in her tracks, and she turned back around to face him, the question clear in her expression. “My daughter. Do you know you are my proudest accomplishment?”
She gawked at him, puzzled, but she ultimately accepted those words. “I love you, too, Father.” Awkward, amused, embarrassed, confused. The words were restrained, but the emotions behind them were obvious enough. She quietly shut the door.
Tonight, he was Nicholas Covington. Tomorrow, not even Stanislas van Corinthius would be enough. Tomorrow, he would be the Blue Viper once again.
We talk a lot about Joeyverse, but why not Henryverse ? jhghfc Well, it has been a moment I already drew this back in 2019 for fun with my friends’s Henrys XD and yeah, I drew today the drawing at the right and bottom corner just to fill up the blank space (and aaah I didn’t draw well Pyrop but whatever).
I’ll draw others Henry in the futur :’ )
Teddy -> @fullmoondaggers-art ; Marshmallow -> @halfusek ; Pyrop -> Me ; Strep’s Henry -> @strepsilkiing ; Berstein -> @pineappleoracle ; Stanislas -> @rinkopatateneko ; Warui’s Henry -> @waruihoshi
