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Eorzean Chronicles - Ch. 3: A Disturbance at Sil'dih Ruins

As the morning sunlight rose above the Thanalan desert and seeped through the cracks of the storage shed, I realized that there was no early morning rail carts on this day. Thankful for my full night of sleep, I rose and gathered my belongings before heading out to greet Papashan. We exchanged our greetings and he introduced me to another Lalafell named Cicidoa. This young Lalafell owed a debt to a local man, so he requested that I take a receipt of purchase over to the Royal Plantation, obtain

ScruffyGaymer

ScruffyGaymer in Eorzean Chronicles

Eorzean Chronicles - Ch. 2: The White-Haired Stranger

My sleep was restful, although rather short, as I was suddenly awoken by an early morning rail cart passing by. Unable to return to my slumber, I roused myself enough to get ready and head out to deliver the rations given to me by Papashan. The first sentry I found was rather...skittish...and demanded I leave the pretzel on the ground before he realized I was a friend and not foe. The other two guards were less abrasive, although both seemed to be rather exhausted with their duties and ill-fit t

ScruffyGaymer

ScruffyGaymer in Eorzean Chronicles

Eorzean Chronicles - Ch. 1: Welcome to Ul'dah

Hello! My name is Markus Duskridge. I am 33 years old and decided today to leave my homestead and begin a new adventure in the town of Ul'dah. I'm not sure what the world has in store for me, but I hope to become a grand mage and carve a name for myself in the history of this world. This journal will be a log of my adventures as I make my way across Eorzea. I hope you enjoy reading about my tales.   Upon arrival in the grand sultanate, I made my way to the local tavern, The Quicksand,

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ScruffyGaymer in Eorzean Chronicles

Glimpses

Often have I seen these glimpses of another’s memories, though I don’t yet understand how or why I see them. It comes upon me randomly with no true rhyme or reason and has since I was very young. Always, it’s a memory of the past, not some portent of the future. So I can only wonder what it is I’m meant to glean from these fragmented pieces of psyche.    Most recent were memories of an elezen man called Abe, though I can’t seem to correlate who they belong to. Not Erimmont, nor any of

Fae-folk Fun-times

Entry Two By Ochon’s Weary Wanderings… these dream-jumps are really a trip and a half. The last time it happened, I ended up in a place called Eulmore, at a club called “The Beehive”… let me tell you.  I thought no place could put the Quicksand to shame.  I was wrong.  So very, very wrong. Needless to say, I was exceptionally glad to get pulled back home. This next trip, though, was to yet another unknown place. It was beautiful with flowers everywhere and a gorgeous castle off in the dist

Aultena Sephimiri

Aultena Sephimiri

We're Not in Eorzea Anymore...

>>> SPOILER WARNING <<< Entry Two I think the roasted miacid we had for dinner was bad. Like, really bad. I had the weirdest dreams I think I’ve ever had. I saw snippets of Karaan Nolan’s family, on some beach somewhere with a woman and a pair of twins. They looked and seemed happy. They talked about going North somewhere. For these Eorzeans, that could mean just about anywhere, really. Then I saw snippets of some elezen riding a white chocobo and a trick being played o

Aultena Sephimiri

Aultena Sephimiri

A Simple Hunt

Entry One   Sillesti had me working on bandersnatch hides all afternoon, stretching them on the racks for curing. I know what he’s trying to do and I get it, but I really wish he wouldn’t. Just the smell of them brings back bad memories. It makes me sick at my stomach…    I was eternally glad that some noble-turned-ruffian came calling, looking for a hunter to track some beastie down with him. I didn’t even care about the particulars, I just wanted to get away from those band

Aultena Sephimiri

Aultena Sephimiri

Entry One

Entry One...Back home   I forgot how calming it can be to write ones thoughts down with quill and paper. Something to keep my thoughts contained and gathered so they do not overwhelm.  I returned to my company today after a few days away in the desert.That time...I will not speak on. That was a training session, something to strengthen my mind once again.  The Kami speak once again, my stone letting me hear the ancestors stored within.  Their guidance has been cruicial.    E

Kaori Miyoku

Kaori Miyoku

New

Hello,  I'm new to the whole rp scene and was hoping to meet people to get a start on making friends,  and stories.

N'shan

N'shan

Silent Watcher

Today began as any other. I am challenging myself to step away from the wood lines and join the masses in the cities to forge new friendships. It's much harder than I expected it to be, but I happened to find myself partaking in a conversation with a man I decided to call 'Silent Watcher'. How ominous and incredibly un-creative, I know!   Standing alone at one of the many railings in the tavern, he appeared lost. There was something in his eyes that spoke the words he could not, but he

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LovelyVenita

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