#suigon

[nightbloomnest]

🌋 >:O

Send 🌋 and my muse will blurt out the first thing that comes to mind when they see your muse            

@suigon

Cao - “Thank Halone, I’m not the only one who suffers from a short stature!“

Xul - “May I offer you an umbrella on this very sunny day? I’m afraid you’re going to burn up very easily...why are you even out here?“

Micah - “That’s endearing. Your attitude reminds of someone I know!”

[yulon]

suigon replied to your post: eventual-consistency replied to your post: ...

I’m just gonna hope that’s vision of n'zoth bad end model and not legit. Cause it’s a full grown dragon model? But he also has a drake one, which is more likely the canon one

yeah y’know that struck me as odd too. it’s definitely an older dragon model. :thonk: 

HERE’S HOPING ...

[nightbloomnest]

✒︎ V:

Send me “✒︎” for a random, dumb, pointless fact about my muse.

After baths she tries to press her damp hair down in hopes that it won’t curl up into it’s usual default style. Strategies include: using a towel to press, brushing it down constantly, even fire magic to dry while she smooths it down.

It never works.

@suigon :V

[nightbloomnest]

♫ :V!!!

Music Prompt

Send “♫” for a song that reminds me of our muses relationship.

@suigon // @verdantbard

NOT A JOKE. This is one of m y favorite songs and here’s a visual: Cao is probably the one person who would probably catch Svan leaving super-before-daylight early in the morning to go back to adventuring and doing jobs for Windsong--

[nightbloomnest]

Summer: What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done?

Elemental Questions

@suigon

“Sometimes I scale the Vault.

Not the inside of it but the actual building itself. I may not jump as high as a dragoon, but my wind magic allows me to fly higher than average, and gravity magic keeps me grounded from powerful winds. I mean people aren’t allowed to enter the Vault unless an invitation was extended to them, or under extreme circumstances...granted what I did wasn’t any better but I’m pretty good at not getting caught!

Sometimes I like to be a little daring in my explorations and wish to climb as high as I can. I can’t fly like my feathered friends and walking around on the floor can be boring.

...I mean I’m still alive! And I eventually stopped doing it!”

[frostclawdragoon]

“I want to know why you care.” for Nalin

A collection of random “I want to know…” prompts.

@suigon

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As per usual, there wasn’t an immediate response from Nalin. He sat quietly, his facial expression void of all traces of emotion, save for those piercing icy blue eyes. They shifted slightly before he blinked once. He was thinking… And reminiscing of days long passed, where such a phase had popped up in a rather heated conversation between company members and himself.

A long time ago, this question would be difficult for him to answer. He probably would have dodged it, or spewed out a lot of nonsense, made up a bunch of shite. But now? After all he’s been through? After all the pain he put people through? Dodging questions, avoiding answering, being afraid? Not his style. Not anymore.

You ask a question and you shall receive an answer, no matter how painfully honest the answer might be.

“I care because I do.” Nalin answered bluntly with a light shrug of his shoulders. “Hiding my emotions took so much pointless effort, hurt the people around me and nearly ruined my life. I’m never going to do that again.”

A very small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “So I care because I do, and because I can. It’s not much more complex than that. I may not verbally express it well, but the people who matter to me know how I feel. Because I will do anything to ensure they know I care by reminding them daily with actions instead of words.”

[frostclawdragoon]

♫ :V

Send “♫” for a song that reminds me of our muses relationship.

Nalin and Cao:

ALSO BONUS ROUND:

[frostclawdragoon]

gold & silver

Gold: describe what you would call the mostperfect meal.

Nalin sits quietly in his seat for a moment, one leg crossedover the other, arms folded across his chest. As a man who viewed himself as aconnoisseur of the culinary arts, this was a question he would never dream totake so lightly. Such a question required complete stillness and silence for his thoughts towander through every dish he’s ever tasted, every meal he’s ever prepared. Hechose his words carefully, he would not answer this carelessly.

“The perfect meal…” He began as his head tiltedback and his eyes shut closed, as though to imagine such a magnificent event. “Anydish could be considered the perfect meal, it depends on the personalpreference of the individual for whom the dish is prepared. For myself, the mostperfect meal would not only be the food itself, but also the atmosphere inwhich the meal is consumed.”

His eyes opened. “My perfect meal would have to be in awooden cottage in the middle of the harshest winters of Coerthas. A crackling,warm fire with a cast-iron pot placed above it with a simmering stew inside. Astew… Made from only the finest, freshest ingredients Eorzea has to offer.The perfectly marbled beef must be seasoned and seared just right with onionsand garlic prior to being partially submerged in water and red wine. Added to it, popotoscut into just the right sized chunks, with peeled and chopped carrots.” Hiseyes shut again. “With an addition of flour, you let it bubble softly forhours. Until the meat simply falls apart by the softest touch and the soup hasreduced to a delicious, sweet stew. The vegetables, fork tender…”

“Paired with it, the same red wine mixed with the stew,a thick soft blanket, a pile of pillows and my beloved Caoimhe at my side. Thetwo of us, huddled away from the wintry storm, enjoying the meal together bythe light of our fireplace before we turn in for the night, sleeping soundly until the morning.”

He smiles just so. “That is my perfect meal.”

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Silver: do you have any obscure hobbies?what are they?

Nalin seems to pause in place, making an expression that isa mixture of deep thought and… Mild embarrassment.

“Well I like to collect lances. Partially for safetyreasons, like if one breaks. Partially because I think they’re… Well.Neat.”

There was a pause, and his face, once so pale, has now become a visibly dark red.

“I… Also… Like fairies…” He puts his face into his hands upon admitting this. “So I… Have a small collection of fairy related objects hidden in my personal quarters of the Windsong manor…”