Tag: ffxiv roleplay
((Ft. @duskwightwoodsman @araris-vairoy @nebula1984 Warning… it only gets worse under the cut))
Araris Vairoy: “Did…did you peel a pear?”
Syluss Koellian: “A pear? No. Like… five of ‘em.” He continues making kabobs and hangs them over the fire. “Yvette hates the skin and I have use for it. Plus the babies don’t have teeth yet. At least not all of em.“
Destiney Delvanguard chuckles softly in answer to Syl. "I’m not picky as long as it’s not seafood.” She fiddles with her one earring as she looks towards Elphanse. “True but I think they were more upset that he was a Midlander then anything. He held a very good position among the Gods’ Quiver so we never wanted for anything. They were more concerned with a good bloodline. Shame on them."
Araris Vairoy wasn’t going to say it.
Araris Vairoy wouldn’t dare.
Araris Vairoy: "It’s good to see that you were….pre-pear-ed."
Random screens from the last few days of RP fun.
Towards Change
Destiney stood in her officer coat before the wall. It was the safest of any of the castrums. Being that it was currently in control of the alliance and not the Garleans. She had no idea if that would affect what she planned to do. Yet she had to try. Had to see.
Probably was not the smartest move to come in uniform. People asked less questions though this way. She was still currently on leave of duty. Supposed to be with Ikara training though that wasn’t what she had told the Flames when she took her leave. Ikara though had went off in search of Lloire. Left her alone to work on learning red magic. Her weapon hanging comfortable against her hip.
Being back around the Order for three days in a row had left her feeling raw. Had left her with a need to prove to herself. To prove that she could change. That her leaving several moons ago had not been for nothing.
Still the feelings and the draw towards a place she had once called home left her hurting in different ways. Not all of them bad. She missed it. The meals together like a family. The beach nights to relax and just converse. That sense of truly belonging. Of a calling for something greater. Being a healer for those crazy fools.
Now however she wanted to prove to herself she could change. That she could be worth something more. Worthy of Yuti’s praise of saying she was stronger. Of Quarcy’s words saying her aether was blossoming. Still she lacked faith in herself while they had all the faith in her. Her family had left her feeling weak and vulnerable. Her blood family, not the one she made. Everything those men had done to her had made her doubt herself. Made her make poor choices. If she wanted to fix those choices she had to try. Had to prove to herself she was changing. For the better.
She felt the edges of that familiar panic as she stood there. Like demons lurking in the shadows. Yet this time there was no Nate by her side as she looked towards the wall of the castrum. No Ikara to help her quell the urge to bolt. The memories lingered at the edges of her mind.
Hey, its not the Garelans you are afraid of… its what you would do to them, and that isn’t cowardice. That is strength. To fight against that hatred.
Ikara… She fought back the urge to cry. Maybe the girl had a point. Maybe it was her own self she had been afraid of all this time. Of just what she could or would do if she went back down that path. A path she did not want to go down again. Never would she kill in cold blood again.
Felix, Oni, Frost, Leera… People she had met along the way to this point had changed her views. Changed them for the better. Shown her the world was not black and white. Not good and evil. That some could walk in very gray zones.
One step forward. Followed by another and another as she began to walk forward. Closer. Towards the waiting Castrum. Her steps hesitant at first but growing bolder with every step.
“No more. I won’t be weak anymore.” Destiney whispered to herself as she took a deep breath and kept walking. Her hands balling into fists at her sides. Her gaze becoming determined. “I have changed and I won’t be haunted by memories anymore.”
She needed to be stronger. For those she cared about. For herself. She was tired of being vulnerable. Tired of fearing she would fail those she cared about when they needed her most. All because of some bad memories. Fire and steel. Wasn’t that what Dusk had said she had inside her waiting for when the moment was right? Well something along those words. It was time to change. Time to truly blossom.
The Shadowed Truth
@aeritria @sorenspath @ishgardiansnow (for mentions of Aeri, Soren, and Alexois)
Destiney sat in the chair before her desk. Had not slept yet since Soren had brought her home. Too much on her mind to sleep. Restless thoughts running through her head at an endless pace.
Her fingers lightly caressed the lime green stone with it’s carved surface. “Leon…”
Blue eyes shimmered slightly as she looked up. Expecting to see the ghost of the man she had loved at one point in time. Before illness had claimed him from her too soon. See that bright smiling face. Hear the soft thrum of the strings on his harp. Yet nothing appeared to her now… No hint of the soul trapped.
Had he finally moved on at some point and she hadn’t noticed? Somehow she doubted it. Though she wasn’t sure what had changed either. Was it because of this name that he didn’t appear?
A heavy sigh as she sat back and looked up towards the ceiling.
Kidnapped again… Frankly she was tired of being a victim. Especially tired of being bait to get to Soren. However it hadn’t be Alexois to take her this time. No this time it had been Aeri. The woman had been gentle and promised not to hurt her. She just wanted a name Soren was holding from Alexois.
Alexois… Somehow he just kept popping back up into her life. She thought it was over and done with when her family drama was done. Apparently not. Now there was the dilemma of this name.
Yet she had agreed to help get the name from Soren. Aeri had insisted Alexois was trying to be better. If she had turned down Aeri’s words without even listening… Hypocrite. That’s what she would have been. She tried hard to prove that Leera wasn’t a monster. So if she insisted now that Alexois was nothing more then a monster just because of his actions taken for this name… Unacceptable. It was a hard truth to bear though. To think that someone like Alexois…
She still remembered that leer on his face when he had Lance at sword point in Coerthas. Aeri insisted here was much more to the story then Destiney knew. Truths hidden in shadows.
Her blue eyes drifted to the name she had written down. The one she had argued with Soren to get. Then to the stone her fingers lightly danced over.
Raitmeaux Chassebel… Chassebel… Leonceault Chassebel. Alexois and Leon had been half brothers according to Soren. Raitmeaux had fathered them both to different mothers.
Soren had thought he was protecting her by keeping this name from Alexois. Because this name was a connection to Leon.. He hadn’t thought it mattered so he hadn’t told her. Kept the truth from her. Hadn’t thought it would affect her. Honestly it shouldn’t have. Yet it did. Because of Leon…
So many things Soren kept from her. As if she needed to be protected from the dark truths. Hadn’t told her of his bargain with Alexois for this name. Didn’t tell her how he had tried to kill Alexois over this name. Aeri had told her. Told her the way Soren was killing Alexois slowly and painfully. Soren had assumed what was best for her instead of being honest. At least until last night when she confronted him and used guilt like a weapon. Just as Aeri had told her to.
Her hands rubbed over her face with a disgruntled sigh.
Her words had been heated and honest. But they were words that Soren needed to hear. She was tired of being protected from the truth just because it would be a hard truth. Because he wasn’t honorable. At the same time he also still seemed to refuse to hear her.
“For once it’s not about you. It’s not that I believe you can’t handle it or that you are fragile or pure. It’s not that I think you need to be sheltered damn it. It’s how I see myself through your eyes… And what I see… I don’t like it, but I can’t change it.”
Soren… She knew her last words after that had been harsh. Almost cruel. But they were honestly how she felt. Raw and honest.
“How I see you? You couldn’t care how I see you when you chose her over me! I never asked you to hide who you are. It shouldn’t matter. Not that my opinion seems to matter much though.”
She rubbed at her wet cheeks. Somewhere along the line she had begun to silently cry again. All she wanted now was her life back to the way things used to be.
Yet now she had the weight of that name. The decision was hers. Aeri had promised. Had kept to her promise though she had been there to get that name for Alexois. Now it was Destiney’s choice. To possibly condemn this man to an ill fate depending on what Alexois wanted his father’s name. Why he went to the lengths he did to get it. Working for the Aurifore just for the sake of this name. Could she do that to Leon’s father though he had never talked about the man before?
“Twelve forgive me…”
Aeri’s words about Alexois having never been given a chance before. Never having the chance to be anything but a monster. Being used and discarded like a mongrel. How was it fair if she didn’t give him a chance… Maybe he just wanted family. All she could do was pray that she wasn’t sentencing the man to death. Leon’s own father. Hands reaching for pen and paper. Writing to Aeri with her answer.
Aeri,
Soren gave me the name. It has been… A hard choice on whether or not to give this name to Alexois. Twelve forgive me if I am making the wrong choice and condemning a man to death. You walked away when you seen what the name Leon meant to me. There is a story behind that name though I’m not sure it matters to anyone but myself. His name was Leonceault Chassebel. Apparently he was Alexois’ half brother. The name Alexois wants… Is Raitmeaux Chassebel… Leon’s father. As well as Alexois’ father. I only hope and pray that I am making the right choice in handing over this information. In giving Alexois a chance to prove he is more then the monster I seen.
-Destiney
Took Dest to the ball to try an see if I couldn’t get her back some since I wasn’t really feeling Lance when I tried. She’s been far too quiet on me. (Both of the kids have really.) She got a chance to catch up with her soul sister, Chee. An danced with a very nice lady she got paired with in the dance roulette. As well as I seen a few more familiar faces. ❤
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