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  1. My best guess is that it would simply be like with horses in reality. You either have them with you at the time or you don't. Summoning them randomly at any time in-game is just that, a game mechanic for convenience. So they are, as the others have already mentioned, tied up, docked or simply nearby awaiting instruction.
  2. I can't really imagine why it should be a problem at all. You didn't describe anything that isn't a popular concept in mainstream media productions whose names go without even mentioning. It's meant to be taboo, disgusting and something that quite uniquely has an odd "appeal" in fiction for the very reason that it's so strange and inappropriate in reality. This really doesn't seem like anything that needs to be tip-toe'd around. The only person that deserves any actual forewarning is the brother whom I assume already knows - and only if they're someone you don't know well. In short, if a
  3. Having been stolen away to the shade's respite, a more natural colour had just barely begun to return to the girl's face in the time that K'rahto had made preparations to create fire anew - her feverish hue instead seemingly leeching on to it's nearest victim as he fulfilled his familial obligations to the girl, while in turn violating those of the 'Tia'. Even as he collected her weary frame in his arms for a second time to support her, the girl had not stirred; deep in a coma-like state she had all but seemed, her breathing still heavy and brow carrying a faint though noticeable glisten. Her
  4. Both my Xaelan Au Ra believe that all Raen are docile, contemptible beings unworthy of any respect whatsoever. They see them as entirely incapable of strength and would look down upon anyone - especially Xaela - that would be as shameless to so much as associate with them. Though more of a religious variety, K'nahli occasionally leans toward believing in omens, both bad and good, that betray Azeyma's current favour with her tribe and the lands.
  5. A chibi of Clover's character Ellice(who is locked away on another server due to 8 character server limit) and F'yue, her Spanish partner's character ^^
  6. Despite the new life breathed into his new-found sense of anxiety, the fervency of the Tia's protests went completely unheard by the unconscious huntress. Supporting the girl in his arms now, the extent of her diminishing health had become more than apparent. The pale complexion that had corrupted her youthful visage bells earlier had given way to a more distinct, reddish hue; a strong indication of a freshly-induced fever when in the company of her unnaturally heavy breathing and the thin film of sweat that had since drawn across her brow and down along the side of her puffy face. Her clothin
  7. *shamelessly continues to promote* Not my character, but a friends that commissioned her recently ^^
  8. Shout recruitment doesn't bother me so long as it's not spam-like. I really dislike tells though. I find that quite invasive and prompted me to add a "Not Looking for a FC" tag a couple of times and even an outright block when the same person messaged me 2-3 times in a row on the same character.
  9. The Raen's icy ultimatum was bold... and dangerous. Those fearless words of hers could have been regarded in any manner of ways. Arrogant. Ignorant. Naive. Pride could have interfered and seen the Xaelan shut her down once more, challenge her, threaten her.... kill her? He was certainly not above it - or at least, his former self wasn't. How curious indeed that he would instead revere with a manner of respect that which bore a strong resemblance to that of a threat against his very person. He, Nhogai Tumet. "Respect".... the word felt somehow unfitting, misplaced. Though whatever the tru
  10. Surprisingly even to himself, the Xaelan's reaction was rather subdued. Alike to that of a wounded animal - even when it comes to the hand that feeds it - his every action up until now had been ferocious and on edge, mistrustful and full of doubts. Though with the correct approach, even the most feral animal could be tamed - and so too had his spirit been pacified for now.... all as a result of the words coming from that of a soft-spoken Raen. Sighing heavily, the man resolved to carefully release his grip upon the woman's clothing, easing her back down to her feet with an unlikely tender
  11. Little did the girl think of his words of gratitude, genuine as they may have somewhat sounded coming from him. Little, too, did she make of his simple decision to save the token for later as opposed to indulging himself now. In truth, she was in no particular rush to return home - no particular rush to hurry anywhere for that matter, and so she had intended to allow him whatever time he needed before he was ready to depart. Perhaps he thought himself doing her a favour, or perhaps he simply wasn't hungry. Either way, it was an irrelevant matter she would not think to question. His next w
  12. A very faint sense of surprise, made known to the Tia only for the soft graze left by her retreating fingers - flinching away from his voice as though it may pose them any danger. With his name now caught in her throat, the girl exchanged her waking call for that of a simple acknowledgement; her tone careful, yet unrevealing. Removing herself from the Tia's personal space then, her hand reached toward a satchel tied to K'rahto's chocobo, emerging soon-after with the remnants of the meal he had left behind in the cave along with her. In truth, it was little more than a few mouthfuls, certainly
  13. ((Previous scene)) The morning sun weighed down hard upon the landscape where even gold gave way to rust, pencilling new cracks into the crisp soil and draining away all trace of the torrential downpour that had swallowed the lands the night previous. The distant shade of Ul'dah against the blue horizon slowly drew colour as the brightening sky imbued it with a renewed strength, prompting Her dominating shadow to begin it's gradual retreat across the sands, and in time, revealing three new ones of a far more humble size. That a creation of man could eclipse the lands so was an almost scar
  14. She lacked the strength to pursue. As though the very muscles within her had wasted away to nothing, leaving the girl to the point where she could just barely hold herself upon her own two feet. A desperate hand would be all that remained loyal to her. Reaching out, chasing the Tia's vanishing form into into the enshrouding darkness for as far as the girl could allow it to reach. Though this time, it would fall short of it's target. Pride and courage scraped vainly at the gates of a panicked visage, troubled beyond measure, but lacking the voice to call out in any weak attempt to offer one fin
  15. The hollow clattering of wood against rock sent the girl's gaze shooting anxiously toward the back of the cave to where the feral animal stirred. She had provoked him. Too much. Her luck pushed too far, as she had predicted. Time and time again she had thought to reason with him, even if it meant wounding him in the process.... but each attempt had been as fruitless as the last. Moreso even, for it likely only earned more and more of the male's ire each time she would dare bare fang against him. The girl had gambled, the girl had lost. Once again she had lost.... and as though the Gods themsel
  16. "And so must you be too?" she retorted with simmering impatience, her expression growing increasingly more firm in retaliation. "You would be best served by more quickly taking shame in the way you so pathetically sit here and mope than you do allowing some outsider to bruise your fragile, little ego." Her boots continued to shuffle and fidget restlessly against the chalky soil underfoot, playing an unsettled game with one another to which her gaze served to silently spectate; a gaze now caught in limbo between both the Tia an the distant view of Ul'dah from their humble little cave.
  17. The bitter response was enough to make the girl flinch. He was being strangely compliant, even if it was obvious to her that he was not himself - very far from it. Though even acknowledging as much, the temptation to take advantage of the matter only roused even further within her, a brief silence to reward his unwitting obedience as the girl struggled to bite back against her desire to leave that place and yet not push the Tia ever deeper into uncertain territory. How strange it was to see him this way... and how unfortunate for the girl that he chose now to recede into his shell.
  18. This made me laugh, Aya.... hahahahahahaha
  19. I was irresponsible and requested another commission already despite protests from Clover, hahaha ;;;; (At least I ordered a smaller one this time? ;w; ) In any case, shy though she is, she recently expanded her maximum commission slots in case anyone is interested in visiting ^^ Her Deviantart can be found here. (I hope that kind of comment is allowed! I'm kind of hopeful that she gets commissioned for FFXIV things a lot, hahaha)
  20. Ah so there was a topic for the EU version. I just checked a little while ago and then bombed through that checkout phase faster than I ever have anything else before, hahaha.
  21. I'm chasing the EU store books but I am pretty annoyed with myself because I had the cart up for a long time with the book just sitting in there but hesitated a lot because the shipping cost really threw me off. I decided that I'd not impulse buy and at least give myself the twenty minute drive home to decide if I still wanted it since this was just at the end of work, and sure enough, once I got home I had decided that I'd just get the book regardless and, of course, it was sold out. Didn't really foresee that being an issue but I lament it nonetheless.
  22. His response was exactly what she wanted to hear, all that she could have hoped for from him; though she didn't dare allow herself even a second of relief. It wasn't that easy, she knew that to be the case... though perhaps her lack of clarity had been intentional, a weak barrier to shield herself from the abrasions she was sure to suffer with a more direct proposal - one that was unavoidable now. "No...." she replied with the same voice, failing in her attempt to push through her usual strength. "I did not mean home..."
  23. Think this was intended to be less representative of the job and more representative of how intense the last battle and about how bloody the end of The Dragonsong War was supposed to be. Yes, exactly. That's how I interpreted it as well. Also, just to clarify while I am posting again in case my last post came across as brash in the slightest, I don't not have sympathy for the Dragoon RP population but I was just a bit baffled that many posts were reading(at least to me) as though the lore team had slighted the RP community somehow when in reality they were likely not even a cons
  24. I don't understand why people are freaking out about a number as though it's somehow illogical. I also don't understand the sentiment that Dragoons "die easily" when that was obviously not the case considering that there are only about 30 in service at any one time and that was considered sufficient to get by through all those years of war up until the outright invasion at the climax which you're supposed to at least pretend to imagine was of a much larger scale than that presented in game - something more in line with that of the CGI I am sure. What does 30 mean? That they are a hig
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