Q&A Part 3: Round Table

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By the Twelve! You’re all back!? I mean… um… welcome back, all. Yes.
*Cough* Well, as much as it pains me to admit it, I am rather surprised you all
accepted my invitation a third time. Let’s begin with
the obvious question. As usual, we will go around the table.

What is it that prompts you to answer these questions?

Dest: “To be polite of course.”
Stefan: “Because my sister is making me…” A long stare at Destiney who just shrugs.
Lance: “I see no reason why I can not. It makes no difference really.”
Alex: ”I’m just bored as hell.”
Marielle: Just a simple shrug, not a real answer.

Alright. Well, now that we have that settled, let’s get into the list
of questions our readers have, yes? Great.

Imagine a future point in your life where all your dreams come true.
It’s the greatest moment in your life and you get to experience it with -one-
person. Who’s standing next to you?

Dest: “Syluss of course. I want that future to be with him.”
Stefan:
“Does a carbuncle count? No? Hmm…” Frowns in thought. “Perhaps Miss Narhi then.”
Lance:
“Miu. No one else.”
Alex:
“Hells if I know. I ain’t making bets on the damn unknown.”
Marielle:
Taps a long nail against her chin while thinking. “Maybe my new friend Bodge. Or perhaps another friend I make along the way. It is not something I can be clear on at this time.”

On an average day, what can be found in your pockets?

Dest: “Probably a candy of some sort. Some gil.”
Stefan: “Papers. Small alchemy ingredients.”
Lance: “A biscuit. A bit of gil. Matches. Normally useful stuff. Especially around Coerthas.”
Alex: “Gil. Smokes and matches. Sometimes a flask with rum or whiskey.”
Marielle: “Herbs. I like to gather them as I wander. They make good poultices or medicines.”

What’s a body part that you wouldn’t mind losing?

Dest: “Maybe a finger or a toe. Nothing major. You did not say it had to be big.”
Stefan: “None.” Crosses his arms and frowns. Refusing to deal with this question further.
Lance: “There is not a part I am going to mind losing. I am a knight. I need most of my body to function at top shape.”
Alex: “Hells no. I nearly lost a hand already. Go to hell.”
Marielle: “I have already lost much in terms of my own body. We shall leave it at that. Granted the loss is hopefully temporary. If I can find a way to remove this curse.”

What are three labels that you identify with?

Dest: “Healer. Shroudling. Adventurer.”
Stefan: “Reseacher. Arcanist. Alchemist.”
Lance: “Knight. Ishgardian. Honorable.”
Alex: “Mercenary. Wanted.” He looks around at the other before adding in a voice that wouldn’t be heard by them. “Lost.”
Marielle: “Dragon. Herbalist. Cursed.”

Do you believe in soulmates?

Dest: “Of course I do. I think Menphina meant for Syl and I to find each other.”
Stefan:
“No. That is such a foolish notion.”
Lance:
“Yes and no. It’s hard to explain perhaps.”
Alex:
“Hells no. Women just like to break hearts.”
Marielle:
“Not really no. I believe in Mates but not Soulmates.”

What is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?

Dest: “Why just pick one? There are plenty of beautiful moments and things in our world. It’s a shame to decide solely on one.”
Stefan: “Sunrise over ruins that I am about to explore.”
Lance: “Miu. Not just looks. Miu’s soul.”
Alex: “I tell you when I see it.”
Marielle: “A thunderstorm. All those glorious bolts of lightening.”

What single act are you most ashamed of?

Dest: “Killing several Imperial soldiers in revenge.”
Stefan: “Running away from home and taking this long to return.”
Lance: “Not being able to do more for Lord Chlodebaimt.”
Alex: “Betraying the first friend I ever had to keep him safe.”
Marielle: “Ending up cursed. I was a fool who trusted too easily.”

What do you wish you had more time for?

Dest: “Everything. What? It’s hard to pick something in general.”
Stefan: “Research. There is not enough hours in the day.”
Lance: “Miu and friends. I’ve spent so many years being a good knight that I feel I’ve missed out on some things.”
Alex: “I don’t know.” A simple shrug before lighting up a smoke. “I already pretty much do what I want.”
Marielle: “To fly again.”

What are some skills that you think everyone should learn?

Dest: “First aid. If you’re hurt or someone you know is hurt. At least then you might be able to save their life till a healer can see to them.”
Stefan: “Reading?” He shrugs and looks bored.
Lance: “Self defense. Being able to defend yourself is extremely good. Especially in areas that are less then friendly.”
Alex: “Hunting. Cause the world ain’t rainbows and damn butterflies. You do what you need to survive sometimes.”
Marielle: “Herbs and plants. Knowing what is edible and what is not. Knowing what could make a good poultice to help someone who is hurt.”

How good of a dancer are you?

Dest: “Well… I guess decent. I’ve never really put much effort into dancing. I haven’t stepped on anyone’s toes yet though.”
Stefan: “I do not dance.”
Lance: “If it is dancing at Ishgardian parties, then I am a good dancer. Some of the dances from elsewhere… Not so good.”
Alex: “Do we mean verbal dancing or physical? Depends on the type. I ain’t so good with the damn verbal shit. I’m good with certain actual dances but not many.”
Marielle: “Not really. I do not understand the concept of dance.”

Do you have any good luck charms or rituals?

Dest: “I used to have this necklace with a bit of green stone. I’m unsure where it went. I’m beginning to think Lady might have eaten it… Syl said he’d make me some sort of charm though.”
Stefan: “I have a sort of routine. I do not like it being interrupted because it throws off my whole day.”
Lance: “I keep a small bit of stone from the Steel Vigil as well as I go back to pray at least once a year. I like to believe Halone watches over the faithful.”
Alex: “Stupid snowman toy…” A soft grumble as he looks towards his bag. Totally wasn’t going to openly admit it was a sort of charm for him.
Marielle: “I have a small white gem one of the dragonets gave to me before I left. I keep it close.”

Worst injury you have had?

Dest: “Would have to be the stab wound to my chest that nearly killed me.”
Stefan: “Not discussing it.”
Lance: “Probably the wound to my thigh from the attack on the Steel Vigil. I still have the scar from it.”
Alex: “Can we say bleeding out from two days of torture? I think we can.” Total sarcasm…
Marielle: “My back was wounded when I left Dravania. It was how I found the kindly old woman who took me in for a time before she was killed. It is too long a story to discuss here.”

Who influenced your personality growing up?

Dest: “My parents. I like to think I take after both of them in some regards.”
Stefan: “Uncle Ricard.”
Lance: “The people of House Haillenarte.”
Alex: “My mentor for the most part. Asshole.”
Marielle: “I am not sure what that means. I am me. No one influenced me.”

If you could remove one emotion from your life, which would you choose?

Dest: “None really. All the emotions we feel? They are part of what makes us who we are. Without those? We’d be less then what we are meant to be.”
Stefan: “Regret.”
Lance: “Rage.”
Alex: “Love. Cause it’s damned complicated.”
Marielle: “Fear.”

Well, thank you for your answers. Will I see you all again next time?

Dest: “Most likely. I don’t mind.”
Stefan: “If she makes me.”
Lance: “I see no reason why not.
Alex: “Maybe.”
Marielle: “Of course.”

Tagged by: @peacekeeper-xiv

Send me a number and I’ll write a micro story using the word or phrase

creativichee:

(creator note: I recommend 3-10 sentences but go for a longer piece if you really feel it! Replace pronouns as needed for the character / point of view)

  1. don’t leave 
  2. this was a mistake
  3. [I] trusted [you]
  4. one chance
  5. help
  6. illusion
  7. silent fury
  8. sunbathing
  9. falling
  10. righteous
  11. drastic
  12. candles
  13. too loud
  14. overgrown
  15. trembling hands
  16. in dreams
  17. empty
  18. flinders
  19. sea change
  20. alone, finally
  21. collapse
  22. nap
  23. sated
  24. tender
  25. senseless
  26. how dare [you]
  27. hide
  28. something about [them]
  29. sweat
  30. harsh whisper
  31. breeze
  32. dust motes
  33. saccharine
  34. bauble
  35. filthy
  36. total control
  37. defy
  38. soak
  39. accursed
  40. pet
  41. comfort food
  42. savior
  43. undone
  44. cheap
  45. svelte
  46. shimmer
  47. crave
  48. rampage
  49. nightfall
  50. accost

Q&A Part 2: Round Table

(Since a friend took those original questions and made some more but did them in a round table sort of fashion for the fact they have multiple characters. I’m nab this from @peacekeeper-xiv and do it too! 😀 This includes my trio usually found on @ishgardiansnow too.)

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So I see you’re all back, ahem. Shall we begin?

Stefan is busy with his nose in a book while Esper sits at his feet. Marielle looks a little bored and glancing around the room looking for something of interest. Lance and Dest are casting wary looks at Alex who is just lounging around without a care. Maybe it was not such a good idea for a round table session including Alex.

What would you say is your spirit animal? Not a favorite animal, but a spirit animal.

Dest: Looks thoughtful at the idea. “I would have to say a deer. Seems a little fitting for a girl from the Twelveswood.”
Stefan:
“Hmm… An Owl. They are used as symbols of wisdom. So I must chose that.” Barely looking up from his book. Does not really seem interested by the question.
Lance:
“I would have to say a wolf or a lion perhaps. Something strong and very much suited to working in a team when needed.”
Alex:
Rolling his eyes at Lance before speaking. “Lance is a Wolf. I’m a Jackal. I work better alone. There is a damn good reason I was calling myself The Jackal.”
Marielle:
“A Dragon. Why would I be anything but. It would be foolish to be anything but myself.”A swift nod in approval at her own words.

Everyone has a favorite food, but that’s not always what you go for when you are upset. Do you have a comfort food?

Dest: “Uh… Usually something more bland. I guess people can tell when I’m turning down chocolate that I’m not having a good day.”
Stefan: Crosses his arms and looks away. “Rolanberry tarts.”
Lance: “Something warm. Does not really matter what so much.”
Alex: Laughs before leaning back in the chair. “I don’t have a comfort food. Food is food especially when you’re from the Brume. I have comfort activities.”
Marielle: “Berries. I mean it seems sort of odd. But I like those small fruits for some reason.”

Some
people drink to chase away bad memories. Others fight or find someone
to sleep with. What’s your go to when you just don’t want to think about
what just happened?


Dest:
“Spending time with Syluss of course. I feel entirely safe with him.”
Stefan: “Research. It is the best way to keep my mind off other troubles. Solving problems or making plans.” Esper giving Stefan a roll of his eyes. Clearly someone wasn’t being honest. Especially when the answer should have been music or art.
Lance: “Exercise. The burn of muscles and spending energy. I’ve tried the drinking thing… That did not end well.” Lance looks away as he rubs the back of his head. “I may have picked a fight with one of my cousin’s company officers while drunk.”
Alex: “Fighting. Drinking, The bed of a pretty lady. Depends just how bad I’m feeling. What caused it.” A simple shrug before giving a smirk. “Want to fight me?” Lance and Destiney both give Alex a very unamused look.
Marielle:

“Flying. I love the freedom of the skies. I only wish I had my own wings rather then those of a beast of burden.”

What
do you defend yourself with on instinct? Are you the type to rush
forward with a fist? Do you always have a knife close at hand? If
someone attacked us right now, what would you use?

Dest: “I would defend myself with magic. I’m not much of a fighter really. More often I have my magic at hand rather then a weapon. So I would probably use that and put distance between myself and my attacker. Lance has been trying to get me used to carrying my rapier more often. Though I do also now have a dagger Isen gave me for Starlight.”
Stefan: “Magic naturally. I would send Esper after them to deal with them swiftly. Once Esper has their attention then I can strike with magic. I much prefer magic over physical weapons.”
Lance: “I almost always have my sword close at hand. Not always my shield though. I am more likely to step to defense of myself or others rather then start the fight.”
Alex: “Oh now we’re talking!” Alex smirks and cracks his knuckles. “My kind of question. Knives are always close at hand. Most of the time anymore I have daggers always with me. Never know when I might get into a good fight. Though I’m skilled with a spear too.”
Marielle:

“Usually a staff or lance. Depends upon what I happen to be carrying at that time. Before that I would defend myself with claws. Sadly my claws are not quite what they used to be…” Looks slightly dejected.

What’s your favorite pastime when alone and when you are with others?

Dest: “When alone? Reading. When I’m with others? Spending time with them. The activity varies depending on the person or people I am spending time with.”
Stefan: “Ruins exploring. Books. I am not much of a people person. I do not know how to deal with people so I prefer my time spent alone or with my carbuncles.” Esper nudging his hands as if trying to get him to put the book away.
Lance: “Does working out count? I guess I never really considered a activity that wasn’t exercise. At least when I am alone anyways. If Miu is around then I am content to do something that Miu enjoys.” Lance clearly needs to find himself some hobbies…
Alex: “Fighting! I love a good fight. Though Koh said I needed something better to do then fight. So I’ve started cooking. With others? Drinking! Think you can out drink me?” A smug smirk on his face as he reaches for a bottle of rum.
Marielle:

“It used to be flying. Now it is more just the solitude of making medicines like the elder woman taught me. With others? I am still figuring things out. I am not accustomed to groups yet.”

Dream vacation spot and/or activity?


Dest:
“The Plum Springs out in Yanxia. They’re absolutely gorgeous.”
Stefan: “Vacation spot? I do not need a vacation. There is too much work to do.”
Lance: “I’m not sure I have a dream vacation spot. I can not usually leave my work for too long for such. Though I do try to get out with Miu when we both have time. The Sea of Clouds was nice other then the near brush with death.”
Alex: “Ruby Sea. I was there once many years ago with my mentor. Costa and the Mist beaches are nice but the Ruby Sea really caught my eye. I want to go back there again.”
Marielle:

“Vacation? What is a vacation? I’m not sure I understand this spoken term.”

On that note, how do you prefer to travel or get around this huge world we live in?

Dest: “I’m most comfortable with aether travel or flight. Though I am also content with a boat or airship. I just like travel in general. The method is not that big of a deal.”
Stefan: “Chocobo. Orion is a trusted companion and his gait is smooth enough. Other then that? Aether travel.”
Lance: “Chocobo or airship. I’m not quite a fan of boats. Not after nearly drowning once. I can swim but swimming in armor is… difficult.”
Alex: “Boats. Chocobos. Airships. I’m fine with any of them. I’m not too skilled with aether but I can manage to travel that way if I need to. It’s tiring though.”
Marielle:

“Flying. I wish it were with my own wings but I shall settle for help.”

Do you
have an element you most connect with? The world is filled with earth,
and wind, and fire. The elementals are a huge focus in the Shroud. But
what about with you?

Dest: “Water and Ice. Odd to be close to two. But those are the ones I am most connected with.”
Stefan: “Wind.”
Lance: “I’m not quite sure. Maybe earth? I’m not exactly trained or skilled with aether. So I am unable to actually say. More like guess.”
Alex: “I ain’t trained in magic and aether. If I had to guess, I’d go with fire. Cause I’d like to watch Ishgard burn in dragon’s fire.”
Marielle: Gives Alex a very annoyed frown… Clearing her throat to answer the question herself. “Lightening. I love a good storm. Unfortunately leather and cloth just do not do well in rain compared to scales.”

What is your favorite smell? I know, kind of a strange question, but it comes up more than you’d think.

Dest: “Lavender. It’s a calming scent and reminds me of my mother. She used to keep bunches of it around the house.”
Stefan: “Paper and ink. Especially old books. Strange I realize but for me it is much preferred.”
Lance: “Roses. Because they are the symbol of Haillenarte. Wait that is strange? I do not understand. Do not look at me like that!”
Alex: “Ocean air. What? You expected me to say blood or sweat? Come on now. Even I can like the smell of something normal…”
Marielle:

“Cooking meat. Who does not like the smell of a good meal.”

How do you smell?

Dest: “Probably like a mix of a couple different floral scents. The most common among them being lavender.”
Stefan: “I’m not sure. I do not tend to smell myself. Clean most likely. Like soap and possible maybe paint.”
Lance: “Steel and roses.”
Alex: “Smoke and booze.”
Marielle:

“Like a dragon? I do not understand why you are curious what I smell like.”

Who is your best friend?

Dest: “Chee Smith of course. We’re soul sisters.”
Stefan: “Esper. He is always at my side when I need him. Though… I am starting to make friends beyond my carbuncles. Maybe Miss Narhi.”
Lance: “Tara Loche. It’s strange. We were at odds with each other when we first met. Now she is like a little sister to me. There is also Lady Iria.”
Alex: ”Guess I have a couple now. Aeri, Toka, Anata, L’ania. Probably Sanagi too at this rate. If I don’t annoy her with how often I come to see her hurt.”
Marielle:

“I don’t really have one. I have a couple of friends I just made recently though. Miss Bodge and there was the strange two back at home. Mael and Miah I believe.”

If you had to settle down, what career would you pick?

Dest: “When that time comes, as I’m sure it will… Most likely botany. Syluss and I could find a nice quiet place in the woods to settle with the wolves and maybe start a family.”
Stefan: “I like my current career. Researcher and ruins explorer. I have no plans to settle down anytime soon. More then likely I shall still remain a researcher even when I get older.”
Lance: “I’m not sure what I will do once I have to retire from my knighthood. Perhaps I shall remain a knight even as I get older. There are many knights who continue until they can not anymore.”
Alex: “Settle down? Who the hell you kidding?” Alex laughs. “Do I look like the settling down type?”
Marielle:

“Settle down? Career?” Curious head tilt. “Maybe someone could better explain this to me.”

How do you want to die?

Dest: “Old and happy with a nice family.”
Stefan: “How I want to die? Really? I do not bother considering such. That is just plain foolish. Death comes for us all. No matter what we wish for.”
Lance: “I used to think I wanted to die in battle or as a hero. Now I just want to live because I have something to live for.”
Alex: “Thought I always wanted to die with a smug look on my face as some Ishgardian highborn bastard is screwed over. Things have been changing though. I’m not so sure anymore.”
Marielle:

“I do not want to die. That is a foolish spoken concept.”

If you only had a day left to live and can only do one thing before you die, what would it be and why?

Dest: Frowns at the question. “I do not like this question. Dwelling on death is… Sad. Can we just move on?”
Stefan: “I’m… Not sure. I have never considered the idea… Find my carbuncles someone to care for them I guess.”
Lance: Is silent for a very long moment. Clearly about as unhappy as the others with this question. “Spend it with Miu.”
Alex: “I don’t know. I don’t plan for death. I always thought I’d be killed in a fight. Never from some disease or something. What a shit way to go if you ask me.”
Marielle: “It is foolish to dwell upon death or what you might do in your final moments. I would find a way to evade that death somehow. This question is unacceptable.”

What do you imagine the future to be like?

Dest: “I’m hoping bright. Peaceful.”
Stefan: “I am merely hoping people do not push us towards another calamity in the future. At least not while I’m still alive.”
Lance: “I look for House Haillenarte to have a better reputation once more and for Ishgard to continue moving forward to a brighter future for all it’s citizens.”
Alex: “I don’t usually care about what the future holds. I care about the present and surviving.”
Marielle: “Hopefully a very long peace between man and dragon.”

Characters

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Name: Destiney Delvanguard (Nickname: Dest or Des)
Age: 26 (11/17)
Relationship: Dating Syluss Koellian ( duskwightwoodsman )
Free Company: The Order of the Sword and Rose
Grand Company: The Order of the Twin Adders

Blog: nebula1984
Status: Active (Main) Server Balmung

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Name: Stefan Delvanguard
Age: 26 (11/17)
Relationship: Single/Not Interested
Free Company: The Order of the Sword and Rose (Unofficially)
Grand Company: The Order of the Twin Adder (Unofficially)

Blog:
nebula1984

Status: Active (Alt) Server Balmung

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Name: Lancefer Aurifore (Nickname: Lance)
Age: 29 (5/5)
Relationship: Engaged ( michisilver )
Free Company: None (Would prefer something Ishgardian)
Grand Company: Maelstrom (Unofficially)

Blog: ishgardiansnow
Status: Active (Alt) Server Balmung

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Name: Alexois Dubeltaire (Nickname: Alex or Lex)
Age: 31 (8/4)
Relationship: Dating Kohina Ahkinyi ( theoracleofishgard )
Free Company: Samael (Unofficially)
Grand Company: Maelstrom (Unofficially)

Blog: ishgardiansnow
Status: Active (Alt) Server Balmung

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Name: Marielle Valeroyant (Nickname: Mari or Elle)
Age: Unknown (Appears to be around 30) (9/11)
Relationship: None
Free Company: Debauchery Tea Party (Unofficially)
Grand Company: The Order of the Twin Adder (Unofficially)

Blog: ishgardiansnow
Status: Semi-Active (Alt – New character work in progress) Server Mateus

Discord: Destiney#1526
Active Playtime: East Coast Evenings

Entry #22: Monster

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(Writing for Alex tonight. Read at your own risk on this one. It’s part of his past an it wasn’t a very nice past. Violence ahead.)

Alexois smirked as he easily walked by the men on patrol. Dressing the part made things so much easier. Giving the monster a chance to slip in among the sheep. Once he was up on the battlements, on went the mask. No sense letting them remember him clearly.

Besides Jacques had insisted he needed to prove himself. In. Out. Quick and clean. Otherwise Jacques would punish him later.

Alex waited patiently. Trying his best to ignore the cold winter air. Though worry gnawed at him. This was his first assignment without his mentor watching over him. If this knight didn’t show soon then the next patrol would walk by. He’d be sighted and forced to flee without accomplishing what he was supposed to do.

There! A few steps closer…

“What are you doing up here?!”

Shit… Alex snarled as he spun around and rammed the blade of his spear through the man’s gut. The man gurgling from the pain and shock. Life bleeding out from the wound as his hands wrapped around Alex’s spear shaft. Letting the man die before removing his weapon from the now corpse.

So much for his timing. He’d misjudged things clearly. Turning to look down below. Of course the guard’s words hadn’t gone unnoticed in the quiet of the evening. Not good at all. They were already making their way for the stairs leading up here. Armed and ready to take on whatever was lurking up here.

Stay and fight? Hoping to kill his target? Or flee and face punishment?

Alex counted two people approaching him. Flashing a toothy grin before rushing forward. No one ever said life was easy. His had never been. So why take the easy road.

Letting the familiar rush and feeling of blood lust take over as he ducked a sword swing. A feral look to his crimson eyes as he lost himself to the fighting. That darkness that always lurked inside taking over. Not feeling the pain of the sword that grazed the back of his hand as he swung his spear for the other knight.

It was over all too quickly. Licking his lips and tasting his own blood. One of them had managed to connect a blow with a sword pommel. A sneer coming to his lips. It wasn’t a clean kill. He’d come away with a few minor injuries. Not that the knights would walk away at all.

The sound of more knights approaching though sent him fleeing this time. But not before flashing them a toothy grin as he stood at the top of the battlement. Falling backwards and twisting around as he dropped. Rolling in the snow as he landed. Coming up into a crouch from the roll.

Let them see if they could catch the monster.

Entry #18: Drinks Up

(Writing for Alex tonight.)

Alex huffed softly before peeking outside the door to his room at the manor. Couldn’t take it anymore. So sick of being around here. Of being told what to do an how to behave. Pretending to be something he knew he wasn’t.

Sneaking out, Alex headed out of Ishgard. He wasn’t about to go drinking at the Forgotten Knight. Too many times he’d gotten into fights there or nearby. Probably the worst idea of all. Instead he went for the bar in the southern part of the Shroud. At least there he’d never been tossed out before.

Alex sat down at the bar and ordered himself a bottle of something strong. The duskwight had no self control when it came to drinks. He’d likely drink and find somewhere to crash not far away. The stress of dealing with Lord Rillek was getting to him slowly. So why not drink the night away.

A familiar miqo’te male taking a seat beside him. Ordering a drink for himself before glancing over towards Alex as he nursed his drink. The man giving Alex a rather toothy grin.

“Been a time. I was beginning to think ya dead finally. No need to torture anyone else lately?”

“No. I’ve been busy, friend.” Alex replied with a shrug before taking a long draw from his bottle. “I’ve got a lot on my plate right now.”

“I heard ya gone soft. Got a lady and joined a House in Ishgard.”

Alex snarled softly before reaching to grab the man by the shirt collar. It only made him laugh as all eyes turned on them. Not that there were many this time of day but still enough.

“It’s none of your damn business.” Alex growled threateningly.

“Now now. Show a little self control. Unless ya want tossed out of here.”

Alex let go of the man’s shirt with a snort. Returning to his drink and trying to pretend the other man wasn’t there. Not that it worked. His old ‘friend’ wasn’t going to let this go.

“There is a price, Alexois. To everything. Yours is coming due.” The man downed his shot before giving Alex one more sinister smile. “Traitor.”

Alex watched warily as the miqo’te left. Fully expecting a dagger in his back. Thankfully it didn’t happen. One less injury to have to explain to Kohina. Debating if he was even going to tell Kohina about this encounter. No this was probably best left unsaid. He’d never really told anyone about the things he’d done with the bandits out here. This was something he wasn’t ready to explain. Especially some of the darker details of what went on. What he did…

Sighing heavily before downing the rest of the bottle.

Entry #15: Shades of Dusk

(This isn’t a recent occurrence. This would have been after Dest learning the truth between Leon and Alex.)

Destiney sighed softly. Once more wondering if she had made the right choice. If giving Alex his father’s name was a good idea. Leon’s father’s name. Twelve above… To consider the truth behind that single name.

Leon and Alex were half-brothers… How had she not realized it before? There was so much in common between the two that they could have been doppelgangers of each other. Almost but not quite.

Blue eyes looked towards the desk. There sitting that vibrant green stone with it’s craved symbol. Leon’s bard soulstone. His spirit had been bound to it when he died. Lingering beyond death to watch over her. Her own guardian angel. But his spirit had been absent for a time now.

They shared the same tawny skin. The same blond hair. The main difference between them both was their eyes. Leon’s had been a pale green where Alex’s were a sharp crimson. They even had a tattoo over the same eye though in different colors.

Personality wise? They were as different as night and day. Just from looking though it should have been easy to notice. Should have been yet she had completely missed it. Probably because her first meeting with Alex had been a rather violent one.

It was ironic how much they looked alike and she had never realized it till she knew the truth of the matter.

Entry #12: The World Upside Down

(Writing for Alex tonight for the prompt~!)

Alex could hardly believe he was back here again all these years later. Staring up at the stonework of buildings and spires. A part of him wanted no part of this. To turn and walk right back out of this city and all the memories it held for him. Almost all of those memories bad…

Looking towards the Brume as he passed on the way towards the upper parts of the city. The place section where most of those with money or power resided. Heading for House Rillek of all places. This was something he was not looking forward to one bit.

From Brume Rat, scrounging to survive. To a Ward of House Rillek… How in seven hells he managed to get himself from the lowest caste to one of this standing… He knew he didn’t deserve it. More then deserved to be dead ten times over. Yet he wasn’t ready to lay down and die. Not without a damn good reason.

He’d stolen to survive as a child. Killed to survive as an adult. Yet somehow Lord Rillek was going to pull enough strings that he wouldn’t be touchable for his past crimes in Ishgard. Of course there was a huge ‘if’ attached to it. He had to work for it. Show he wanted to change.

All of this for a woman he didn’t deserve but he claimed her anyways.

Alex sighed heavily as his steps slowed. He was in no hurry to basically become nothing more then a servant. So it was not really much of a big step up in caste. Now he just didn’t have to steal or kill to feed himself.

The problem was stomaching the idea of serving a new Lord. The last one he had been forced to deal with when he was younger… Gods knew he would never tolerate another like that one. Would not let another touch him like that. Not if that ‘Lord’ wanted to keep his hands intact.

He wasn’t sure he could do this. Fear and doubt was gnawing on his insides. He was born a Brume rat and would die a beast. That familiar darkness whispering to him on how hard this would fail and come crashing down around him. There was no forgiveness for the things he had done. He would ask for none because it would not change the past. Halone had forsaken him a long time ago.

In the end he moved forward. Towards whatever crazy fate awaited him. Hoping silently that Koh’s love was enough to give him strength to survive this. Survive without giving into the darkest parts of his tarnished soul.