“I was a freelance healer for a time. Still sort of am. Though not nearly as often anymore. Not since I joined The Order of the Sword and Rose. Now I’m a healer for my free company mainly. I mostly do freelance work when I need the extra funds. Sometimes taking up work for people in Gridania with my bow. But that depends on the work.” She says with a casual shrug as she sits in a chair with her legs crossed.
“As far as how I see my profession? It’s helping others. It’s… I don’t want to watch people suffer nor do I want to be the cause of that suffering anymore. I’ve done enough damage without thought. I know it doesn’t remove the blood on my hands but it doesn’t add more to it either.” She sighs an looks off to the side, her expression a bit melancholy. “It’s exhausting work. Tries my patience. But… I enjoy it. Knowing I’ve at least done some good in the world or helped those I care about.”
“I am a knight for House Haillenarte. My current post is in Skyfire Locks.” He says with a simple shrug of his shoulders as he states his job. He pulls out his sword an begins to polish the blade. “Someone has to. Haillenarte won’t regain it’s reputation by people sitting around slacking. The least I can do is give it my best effort. I may only be one man but even one man can leave his mark. Make a difference no matter how small.”
“I find honor and purpose in what I do. I owe it to Lord Choldebaimt.” A silent prayer to Halone for a moment as he pauses in polishing his weapon of choice. “I hate the cold of Coerthas but it is a minor sacrifice. However I enjoy knowing I am protecting Ishgard and the people who live there. It has been all I’ve known for most of my adult life. I would not change it for the world.”
1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence – literal or imagined – did the father have? 2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence – literal or imagined – did the mother have? 3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings? 4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient? 5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered? 6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child? 7. What was the economic status of their family? 8. How does your character feel about religion? 9. What about political beliefs? 10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted? 11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated? 12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof – reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations? 13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates? 14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected? 15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED? 16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike? 17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When? 18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember? 19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now? 20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced? 21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate? 22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner? 23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex? 24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually? 25. What are their hobbies and interests? 26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance? 27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality? 28. Who is your character’s mate? How do they relate to him or her? How did they make their choice? 29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling? 30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive? 31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate? 32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively? 33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health? 34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous? 35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures? 36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering? 37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories? 38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic? 39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid? 40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one? 41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony? 42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain? 43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back? 44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them? 45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic? 46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body? 47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible? 48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish? 49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent? 50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?
Yay pictures. ❤ I actually remembered to take a few. I’m finding myself really liking this hairstyle for Destiney. Especially when on MCH. It just makes her look a bit more kickass. Maybe it’s just me. 😀 Not that she’ll be a MCH IC. Not unless I decide someone is going to teach her how to use a gun instead of a bow. 😛
An yay pictures of my Lancefer an his lady friend, Miu. ( @michisilver) An one with Cio. ^^ Lance is making friends. ❤ Aww my little Lance is growing up.
(Well this is overdue. At least to me it is. I’ve just been very bleh the last few days for a few reasons. I really need to do this for Destiney an then do a little bit for Lance. As well as I wanted to work on a more cleaner an detailed profile then what I have right now. Meh. I want to at least get the writing done. Profile crap can wait. The stuff I have up for now works plenty fine for the time being. I’m just being picky. XD As long as I can stop being distracted by Spotify. Been trying to switch over to it instead of Pandora. Mostly cause Pandora an my phone do not seem to like each other. I keep having to wake the screen or it ends up in endless buffering between songs. Anyways enough rambling. Journal time~!)
The mission at the end of the week took us down in the Sunken Temple of Qarn. We hoped to find whatever it was that the enemy was after. As well as come up with a way to undo whatever meddling he had done. The aether around the temple felt… Disturbed. Obviously our enemy had a hand in whatever was wrong.
I was assigned to a team with Kagato, Chloe, and Dusk. Together we took one path. The other two teams split off from us to check other areas. Kagato was treasure happy. Why am I not surprised when he is a pirate. The whole mentality of ‘it it can be taken, take it’.
Things went fairly smoothly for us for the most part. Until the room with the large stone golem. The fight got a bit rough. At one point even though it seemed like Kagato had it’s attention, it turned around to smack me. I was totally off guard, focusing on keeping everyone standing an save from major injuries. Thankfully the damage I took was not life threatening. The arm it had hit though was not in the best of shape. I’m pretty sure something was fractured for the amount of pain I was in. I allowed Daisy to tend to my arm as the battle ended. However I stopped her from doing more then healing the fracture. We didn’t have time nor did I want to waste the effort on healing minor injuries.
We pressed in deeper into the temple. I managed to get knocked around again by a Croc. Thankfully it only bruised my back but nothing worse. In the end we arrived at a giant room with the other two teams. There was our masked foe. He tried to steal a jewel from the large statue in the room. However this seemed to wake the damn thing. He fled an left us to deal with it. We defeated the living statue but the gem the enemy was after crumbled to dust along with the rest of the statue. So whatever he wanted to us it for we would not find out. The gem was gone. As was our masked foe.
We returned to the house to deal with injuries. I went off to the medical ward to see what I could do while Aimee was tending to Oni’s injuries. Both Nate and Tara came in to be treated. Rhisi left me to tend to Nate’s broken ribs while she went to see what she could do for Tara’s concussion. I sent Daisy over to help Rhisi while I wrapped Nate’s ribs since he said aetherical healing wouldn’t work on him. An it was better then Daisy fussing over my arm.
I had taken my coat off so that the sleeves wouldn’t be in the way. I could already see how badly my arm was going to look the next day. I wanted to ask Nate why I couldn’t use magic to heal him but I decided he would tell me in time. He did not seem ready to talk about it.
Rhisi came over to check on me as Nate excused himself for the night. Tara had already left an Daisy was back at my side. Daisy was waving her arms in annoyance at the fact I wouldn’t let her finish what she had started earlier. I was too tired to care. Rhisi seemed worried but I promised her it was just bruises. Which was not a lie. I just didn’t mention how tired and sore I felt.
I was late to the All Saints’s Wake party at the house. I had gotten caught up in work as well as I had to modify my outfit. An let Daisy at least heal the bruises on my back. My outfit was a bit too revealing to be walking about sporting so many bruises. I had added sleeves to the outfit to hide the way my left arm looked. Of course Daisy fussed again. I felt a little bad at just blowing it off but I was already late.
The party was quite fun. I teased J’siris a bit. Flirted a bit with Raiden before warning him to stay out of my room. Talked some with a friend of J’siris and Kagato. I figured if I was going to go dressed as a succubus, why not be a little bit wicked. It was for one night anyways. So I acted the part an tried not to be as embarrassed as I would have been normally to be in such an outfit.
I ran into Leera at the end of week gathering at Bronze Lake. We talked for a few before I reminded him I had invited him before. Back before I had learned the truth about him. I don’t hate him. I sort of miss the easy interactions I had with him before that night in the South Shroud. Like that night at the house with Capucine. I wanted to talk to him more then too. Something about Leera… I’m not sure what it is… So I tried to talk to Felix an ask him to just try an ignore Leera’s presence… Yeah that went wonderfully. Felix left in a huff.
Nate was talking to Rhisi when I turned around. I heard her mentioning to Nate he should check with his healer about being in the water. I think he was a bit surprised to find me standing to his right when I spoke up with my opinion. So I joined Nate in the water. We could both use a good soak in the hot springs. When we both started to get tired we returned to the house so that I could change his bandages for dry ones.
I went out to the South Shroud for work the next day. I ended up missing dinner. But it was well worth it. I think I made a new friend.
I was over towards the entrance of the Keep. I had offered my services to a friend of my father’s in the Gods’ Quiver. I came across a man. A Duskwight. At first I thought he might be a bandit. He mistook me for a Gods’ Quiver because I was wearing my half mask I tend to use when I patrol in the Shroud.
It was when he drew closer that I thought I was seeing a ghost. I felt my chest tighten. My head felt light. I was afraid I might pass out. Leon… I thought I was seeing him. I know he’s dead but… I should know better. Should know it couldn’t be him.
I think I worried Basteaux a little with my reaction at first sight of him up close. So I told him of Leon. An how they looked similar from first glance. But really looking at Basteaux I realized they are not the same. The skin tone was wrong as was the scars on the face. He was missing that golden tattoo on his face. They both have blonde hair and green eyes though the shades are not the same either. No wonder I mistook him for Leon. They even wore their hair in about the same way.
I talked for a bit with Basteaux until I had to leave. I asked him if I could meet him again. Maybe over drinks at Busacroon’s. He agreed. I’m interested in talking to him. He patrols the South Shroud dealing with bandits on his own because he feels the Wailers and Quiver don’t do a good enough job. I hope I can meet him again.
Two days later I was sitting outside the house reading. Daisy was hovering over my shoulder. Maybe reading. I’m not sure if she knows how. Nate stopped by the house. It was once he was talking that I realized that Oni was sitting on the wall nearby. Being a creeper. I have no idea how long he had been sitting there. Watching. Waiting.
The three of us talked for a bit. Oni was mentioning something about smelling a certain type of aether. Daisy was busy amusing herself. She had first gone over to Nate an waved to him, examining him before I reminded her we couldn’t heal his ribs. So Daisy then began wandering over towards Oni. I was talking to Nate so I wasn’t fully paying attention to Daisy. Oni had held his hand out to her and she sat down on it. She thought she was safe. Should have been safe… If Oni wasn’t hungry…
Before I knew it Oni was trying to eat Daisy… I smacked him over the head with the book I had been reading when he didn’t spit her out when I demanded him to. I might have smacked him a bit harder then intended but I was panicking about Daisy. He did spit her out. Strings of blue saliva dripping from her as she sat upon the ground. Daisy was totally not happy. I scolded Oni, reminding him that I had no idea the effects if he ate Daisy. I had no idea if I would be able to resummon her again or if the bond would be broken. So instead I concentrated an made a ball of aether for him to snack on. I’m sure it wasn’t enough but it would have to do. Of course then there was talk of him licking Nate.
Some days I worry about Oni. Other days he seems so normal.
Well I need to get some work done before tonight’s mission.
A couple of the Halloween party at the Order’s house. Including one of Dest’s costume in better lighting. I was last showing up cause I was at a Haunted Camp with a friend irl. So silly me didn’t remember to take some pictures until things were winding down.
Two of new friends made. 😀 Should have been a third but I was too busy freaking out on PSN to my friends that I found Raven ( @housealderscorn) while I was waiting on Basteaux ( @duskrecluse). So I forgot to take a screenshot. XD Yes I was very tickled to find him even if he was doing a whole headless horseman thing at the time that I did. Pearl Chocolates for Desty. ❤ XD An Lance made a new friend last night when he ran into Miu ( @michisilver). (Well meeting Bast and Miu were planned out to a degree. It’s still new friends for Dest and Lance. ^^ Well an myself too. They are both wonderful players to talk to.)
An of course a couple of pictures from a run of Xelphatol with Chloe, Quarcy, and Oni ( @onidephor). There may have been shenanigans while we waited on Quarcy to log back in from his d/cs. XD An the fate of Dest’s fairy may have been judged. RIP Daisy. Haha.
“Roommates.” She muses as she puts a hand to her chin in thought. She looks around her room at the Company’s house. “Well I have a spare bed I put in here when I got this room for Chee to stay over from time to time. But if we are talking about who I could imagine as a roommate… Then I would say Moon Dove or maybe Luth. Someone I would love to get to know better. Of course they would have to be a lady to be my roommate. Not that I wouldn’t trust a man. I just wouldn’t want someone to get the wrong idea.” She smiles warmly before shrugging. “I’m afraid I am not the most social of people so I have a very small list of friends outside of the Order.”
“Roommates? You mean actually share a room at a house with others?” Lance asks in confusion as his head tilts just a bit to the side. “Hmm. I guess those of the lower classes probably do that don’t they? It is different then sharing a room when on duty. Because that is duty. But to share such a personal space with another person outside of work?”
Lance gets up from his chair an walks over to the table to pick up his silver kite shield. “Lord Chlodebaimt if he was still alive. Or Ser Haurchefant. Maybe even Lord Commander Aymeric. Even Lord Kistenian. Someone I admire would be the best roommate for me. Would give me an even greater drive to push myself to be better. To work harder. To win their approval with my actions.”
“Cooking?” Looks aghast at the mention of cooking. “I would cook if I could do more then burn the food. Maybe if I started with something simple…” She sighs an looks dejected at the idea of being unable to make something delicious to eat. “I would much rather let Rhisi cook or nudge Raiden for something sweet. Might be safer that way.”
“As for something that creeps me out… Slimes. Puddings. Anything slimy in general. It makes my skin crawl.” She makes a disgusted face before shuddering at the thought. “An sticking them with arrows does so little good it seems. Just keep them away from me please.”
“Cooking? We don’t exactly get fancy meals cooked for us out in Skyfire. It’s usually whatever we can make over a fire. So I do have some skills in cooking though they are meager. Mostly for survival. Most of my meals at the house were made for me. Upper class has it’s privileges. Though I would not turn down learning how to cook better meals. Now if you had asked me what I like to eat…” He grins as he leans back in his chair, polishing his sword. “That would be an entirely different answer.”
“As for something that creeps me out. Voidsent. They come in all shapes an sizes and are terribly more annoying then dragons since they do not just die. They go back to the void an come back to bother us another day.” He frowns as he points his sword forward, looking down over the blade. “Those with wings are the worst. The noise of wings still makes me think of dragons. Dragons do not creep me out but regardless I feel unease at the sound of flapping wings.”
Bat: If you could transform into any kind of animal, what animal would you be?
Black Cat: Are you superstitious? If so, what are you superstitious about?
Broomstick: If you could travel anywhere in the world where would it be?
Candy Corn: What food disgusts you the most?
Cauldron: What is your favorite thing to cook?
Cobwebs: One place you would never want to get lost in in the dark?
Coffin: Are you claustrophobic?
Demon: What is your worst flaw?
Eerie: One thing that always creeps you out?
Fright: What is your biggest fear?
Ghost: If you could be reincarnated, would you come back as another human or an animal? If an animal, what kind?
Gravestone: Ideal way you’d like to die?
Haunted House: If you could be roommates with anyone of your choice, who would you pick?
Hocus Pocus: What is the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever heard?
Howel: Your favorite kind of dog?
Jack-o’-lantern: Do you have any scars? If so, how many?
Monster: What is your favorite scary movie to watch in the dark?
Mummy: Would you rather be buried or cremated when you die?
Potion: What is your favorite thing to drink? Alcoholic and non alcoholic?
Pumpkin: What is your favorite food around the holidays?
Scream: Easiest way to scare you?
Skeleton: Tell me one of your biggest secrets?
Spooky: What was your last nightmare about?
Trick or Treat: Tell me about the greatest prank you’ve ever pulled?
Vampire: Which one are you? Early bird or night owl?
Witch: If could have the power to cast any kind of spell, what kind of spell would you cast?
Zombie: What is one food you always overeat?
“I resent a few things. Those in power at Garlemald who ordered that battle that killed my father.” She says with a scowl as she ticks off the items on her fingers. One down and who knew how many more to go as she had only started. “People who think it is alright to bully anyone they consider beneath them. People who use others for their own personal gain without considering the fact they are toying with someone’s emotions.” She looks thoughtful for a moment as she pauses. Finally she decides to add one last thing. “An those who decided it was okay to put people through inhumane experiments. It is not right to totally alter someone’s life like that or to make them suffer. Even if they end up stronger for it, it does not make it right.”
“What do I resent?” Lance blinks at the question asked of him. His face becomes grim as he thinks. “The truth of the war being hidden from us for so long, not allowing Ishgard to know peace and dragging things far longer then they ever should have. Losing Lord Choldebaimt at the Steel Vigil to the enemy. He was truly a great man.” He sighs before closing his eyes in silent prayer to Halone for a moment. When he opens his eyes again he nods in confirmation. “Those are the few things I resent at present.”
Spirit of the Warlock 