K'nahli

To my understanding, creation restrictions were related to the number of online players and not the amount that exist on there. Though even if what you are proposing were the case, I imagine that should be something that they could consider re-evaluating at the same time. After all, eight characters on one server isn't much different from just the one when considering that only one can ever log in at any given time surely? Unfortunately I can't fault you for thinking like this as your concern is very valid >_< Certainly the most convincing argument I've heard against the idea so far, haha ;;;; Ahaha ;;;; I must admit that while each character does have their own story behind them, I am a highly inactive RP'er considering that I extremely rarely participate in it publicly and don't find the opportunities to play many of them in private very often at all. Though that doesn't stop me from enjoying their concept, taking screenshots of them, simulating scenes in the same sense, grabbing new glamours for them and simply trying new job classes - as I only level one Job per character. I'm going to be honest here and admit that beggar's certainly cannot be choosers. Any increase at all would be highly welcomed and I'd understand the desire for an upward cap. Fifteen to twenty are actually fantasy figures to me, I think that would be an absolutely outstanding result if we got that many from it, but I would welcome as many as they were willing to offer us really. If you need a figure though then I think at least twelve would be fantastic, though I'd never dare rule out more for who knows what further down the line. I cannot answer that because I do not know how many other people on here and elsewhere feel about alts nor how many they have created - just that a few of us have reached the cap and would certainly welcome more. Frankly, my RP scene is not the healthiest thing to look at so you could almost argue that I am not doing this for RP purposes even if my intention would be to give them stories and designs all the same. I do know that many people love FF's models and have a lot of fun with character design so I would hope that the desire for such a thing branches far beyond just mere roleplayers.... though I wouldn't dare suspect that it was as popular as I'd like. The fact alone that SE offered us a staggering 40 slots to utilise in total - despite the setup where you only really need one character - is part of what gives me hope. What reason they could think such a bizarrely, high number is justified is honestly beyond me, but I choose to see it as something hopeful. Surely if they feel that the cap is fair in being set so high, then requesting that more of those same 40 slots can be implemented on the same server without increasing the total cap wouldn't be the most outlandish request there has ever been. The housing argument is certainly a sad one that I cannot counter because it is a potential risk and I won't pretend that people would refrain out of the goodness of their hearts. The rest of your comments are, as you admit, speculation on the possible conflicts of interest it could bring about and truthfully I acknowledge and accept that. The thing is that this is an "issue" that has never been brought up before with the Devs as far as I can tell, so even if they refused the idea it would still be comforting to know that they at least have legitimate reasons for it and that it's not something that will never happen only because we never tried.

[align=center][/align] Hello ^^ First off, I apologise if this is better suited for the off-topic forum but I think here works(?) Some time ago I made a thread on the official forums requesting a possible increase of the maximum allotted character slots per server, though unfortunately it didn't get a lot of attention at the time. With the help of Clover however, we're hoping to make this second attempt a lot more promising. She has made a Tumblr post linking to the new topic on the forums in an effort to gather support and I was hoping we might be able to do the same here. I am not ignorant to the fact that 40 characters in total and 8 per server is actually quite a generous offer on SE's part, though our argument is that most people who do wish to exceed that amount won't want to stray away from their home server for a variety of very valid reasons, and as an "altaholic" and RP'er both, I would absolutely murder to have more slots per server made available to me since it should have no negative impact in any way, shape or form as far as I can tell. So with all of that said and regardless of whether you personally see a need for it for yourself, we would greatly appreciate if people would offer support in the ways up upvoting the official thread, replying and adding your piece to keep it alive and kicking, or reblogging Clover's Tumblr post to try and give the topic more coverage. I realise that this request might be a bit of a niche feature, but when accounting for it lack of impact and even potential revenue gain for SE should they take the Additional Retainer route, I am hopeful that it is still a possibility if enough voices add to it, and it is my hope that RP'ers in particular will have a lot of support for this idea. Thank you for your time and I hope this thread was okay to make!

I wished for this since the beta days and I've wanted it since 3.0 on.... today was a happy day ;^;

The Raen woman was indeed full of surprises, this case in particular proving to be the most impressive. That she were willing to stare death in the face was a testament to her beliefs... and to even trust this vicious stranger to raise arms against her. Were they one in the same thing? Perhaps, perhaps not. Though either way, the gesture alone would never be enough to sate the Xaelan's appetite. A show of faith was non-negotiable. His frozen, obsidian stare bore down upon the frail target that stood but a distance away from him, her back facing the wall by the doorway, and her focus aimed with intent upon he who demanded the unreasonable. No words of praise nor mockery would run to greet her icy, cool acceptance - nor so much as a nod of acknowledgement. Seldom had the male spared Yura from his vicious personality, unknown to her perhaps was a nature that took any other form when it came to the man she had saved, though he was serious now; ferocious was his visage and threatening his demeanour, but at the very least, the girl had earned anything but his spite in this moment. Faint. The light thumps underfoot as the warrior slowly withdrew a few paces to permit himself more room to charge forth - his gaze channelled just as intently upon the Raen as hers was upon him. Drawing to an eventual halt, eyes still focused upon she who would remain absolute in her motives - not wavering so much as an inch as she awaited her trial of judgement. Her composure was forged of steel, her presence seemingly melting into the eerie silence that had fallen upon the room in those moments. His stance shifted steadily, legs forming a wide and solid base while his other hand drew slowly across to meet with it's counterpart on the haft of the massive blade. His form shrunk closer to the floor, his loss of height doing nothing to relieve him of that intimidating dominance that ever persisted so long as he was present. But a second would pass and the blade clinked weakly in warning, his grip firm and readied - the last opportunity for the woman to back down.... though her voice would not come. [...] Thunder greeted their ears as the flooring cried aloud in protest. Solid steel lashed through the air in search of a crimson scenery.... and just as quickly as it all began, it was over. [...] The outcome was not to be feared, he had told himself. It would be just a much a test of himself as it would her. Her words, regardless of the insanity from which they were born, were an olive branch extended to he, a crippled, shadow of his former self. If she died, then as would that queer curiosity that had been stirred up deep beneath his scarred pride - the inevitable retribution enacted upon him by her kin would only be befitting for all that was left of him. It didn't matter. In the end, no amount of Dotharl blood could redeem what is. And if she lived? ....an incomplete thought that mere notion had remained - even after he had already begun his charge. Too inconceivable to so much as consider; far too hopeful for someone with a background painted in blood. A contradiction, but he would not be deterred from his course. No matter what, he could not hesitate. He wouldn't. So why? ".........." ...Why did his blade not follow through? "..................." The Raen had not moved so much as an inch. By all accounts she should be dead. She failed to save herself. She failed to predict where the blade would strike, and yet.... .....and yet she still breathes. Heavy, exerted breathing decorated the surface of his blade with a thin, film of mist as it hung, locked in position mere ilms between he and his target; it's unforgiving edge not nearly as sharp as the eyes that peered out over it.

Fickle, she admits. Fragile, she claims. Easily manipulated... What was the meaning of this 'Fate' that Unzan's daughter had come to accept? Where the Xaelan came from, Fate was something set in stone; immovable, unchanging, predetermined. There could be no other. What meaning could be placed in such an empty concept when a mere change of the wind foreshadows failure and despair for a man to whom had been prophesied all? Disgruntled thoughts. Nhogai's visage soon returned to it's familiar, stony appearance once more. No longer were the placid woman's words entertaining, no longer was the tease of murder interesting. All that would remain on the forefront of the Xaelan's mind was the sharpness of her sincerity, each word as precise and meticulous as an arrow intended to puncture, not kill. "Insane" she described the concept of sacrifice, yet here she stood adamant upon an insane ideology. 'Absurd' indeed was how he would continue to revere her convictions, though in the end, his curiosity would be seduced by the succubus's limitless stare... and the uncompromising tone upon which her call was carried. No doubt the change in mood has been noticed by the perceptive Raen at that point. Her target has been marked and the arrows loosed. A dark, almost displeased stare would treat the woman for a brief time before Nhogai then turned away from her. Silence accompanied him on his brief journey toward the centre of the room where his bedding offered scant decoration to the modest floorspace. A brief nudge of his foot saw the fabrics flung aside, revealing a section of loose flooring that appeared to have previously had a little encouragement from it's resident. A number of faint 'thunks' would echo coyly within the relative stillness of the room as displaced wood was lightly stacked upon the adjacent, solid flooring. It wouldn't take long before the purpose of the Xaelan's actions were made clear. Reaching down into the space created by the displaced floorboards, Nhogai's hand soon withdrew back into view once more - a large weapon with an appearance familiar to Yura now contained within it's grasp. "....Unzan would never have let me walk out here alive, not without something in return" he at last gave voice to closed-minded thoughts while slowly rising back to his feet, dark eyes closely trained upon the large weapon contained solely within the strength of a single hand. "I couldn't care less really, but at the very least I would make sure to die with weapon in hand" he continued while effortlessly extending the blade out before him, occasionally adjusting the angle as he absent-mindedly inspected the quality of the blade against the light before his glare would eventually fall back upon the fragile form of the female before him. "That is how the Xaela speak. Through action... with strength". A sudden hiss of air whipped against their eardrums as Nhogai threw a downward slash across his frontside and, with an unlikely speed, brought the massive blade to an abrupt rest out by his right side - all with what seemed to be a mere flick of the wrist. "You want me to to believe in you, Raen? Then earn my belief" he spoke firmly, his gaze piercing deep into his quarry. "Maybe then I'll permit you my name". His footing adjusted slowly while his body squared up to the target before him, everything about even his most subtle of movements was treated with an uncanny sense of ease... nothing was shielding him from the appearance that he were ready to charge right for the woman at any given moment, nor that he bore any real will to hesitate. "Your reflexes are slow and your body weak. A mere guess is your only hope of evading my attack" he explained, lightly swaying the large weapon to emphasise the absence of room for error on her part. "But if you trust in the fate you saw in store for yourself, you already know you can choose no wrong". Nhogai peered deep into the female's eyes then; curious... anticipating of her response though wholly uncertain of just how far she were willing to take her beliefs. "Do you accept?"

Her response was anything but what he had expected. It had been submissive and defeated, but for reasons that would only remain unseen by the Xaelan. Even as she turned away, the woman would remain the focus of his attention - their little game, to the male's imperceivable lament, seemed to have ended prematurely. "Ho~.... you almost had me convinced of your convictions for a moment" Nhogai called after the fleeting female in a tone that sounded an unusual mix between mock and genuine disappointment. "Perhaps you should ask yourself what it is that 'you' believe in, Raen. Were it truly fate then you would not have turned your back on me so readily... nor would you fear something as simple as a test of faith" he chided in a sedated taunt, continuing to seat his eyes upon her in a steady focus despite her perceivably, boring response. "If fate were truly so fickle, then what worth could it possibly have?"

Half-hearted though it was, something akin to the beginnings of a laugh rumbled as a breath out from the depths of his throat then, entertained as he suddenly found himself when the Raen would only proceed with quizzing her little pet-in-passing. How comedic, he thought. Whatever the girl's game was, she sure felt she did a mighty fine job of sounding convincing in her logic. Anger, in part, melted away into amusement then as the larger of the two squared up to his shorter counterpart, offering her a little more promise this time as to the extent of his interests. "Your persistence is annoying" he commented bluntly, his expression firm with distaste, though shying further away from it's natural vehemence until a subtle interest came to match the tone of what he was to say next. "...but curious. I wonder what you are willing to sacrifice in the name of your beliefs". The male's eyes briefly flicked back to the card still gripped between his fingertips before lightly releasing it disrespectfully in the Raen's direction. "Maybe you already have".

("This again..."), the Xaelan's begrudging thoughts, ones which were not concealed well behind the irritated glare that had greeted the Raen's gaze in response. She was certainly a bold one. Those who knew of Nhogai of course knew better than to challenge him - while those who didn't were already dead. He eyed his subject closely, as fire and ice battled fearlessly back against the darkness that sought to oppress them. She had some nerve. Irritatingly so. Not only for the fact she were a mere Raen, but a female too? And a self-proclaimed, docile one at that. The audacity of it all was damn near enough to make the warrior grit his teeth, teetering on the limits of his restraint as nature would demand him to strip her of that unwarranted ego of hers. Her attitude was far too welcoming of her own demise. It quickly made sense as to how the great leader of their humble little family had so easily met his end - perhaps less so how it had not happened sooner. Still, her words carried a faint power behind them; one that would slowly sedate the male away from those feelings of aggression with barely enough effect to keep him from barking at her - this time around at least. "...maybe once I did" he replied with an unlikely honesty; a bitterness tainting the very manner in which he spoke as he turned his eyes away from the female, grossly offended by the thought of sharing unnecessary words with her kind it would seem. Only a second or two passed before a thought occurred to him then. A single, unenthusiastic hand reached back toward where his clothing had bound securely against his waist. Procuring then a small object between his fingertips, the man slipped free a small card of foreign origin which he had earlier discovered concealed beneath the pillow he had been resting upon these past nights. Drawing it forward, he offered it only one last, brief inspection before presenting it then before Unzan's daughter. "Your doing I take it?"

The third morning in the Hagane household brought with it a canvas of grey together alongside it's sickly, pale light. On the third day, much of the Xaelan's strength had at last returned to him - far more than what could have been said of his pride, however. Resting quietly in a seated position near the centre of the room which had become his home for the past few days, Nhogai's gaze absently reached out through the small window space on the wall before him, unwittingly having placed himself in a state of meditation for the greater part of the morning. Today he had kept the company of a realm that had been thrown into a pit of grief and despair all around him, a concept almost as unfamiliar as all else he had encountered in this place, though one that was still oddly reminiscent of home. The new world had been of stark contrast to it's prideful predecessor, where now it remained domineered by silence with only the occasional weak murmur passing secrets from different corners of the household, creeping almost as though in fear of being detected - all except for that of one presence at least, when that silence was finally, albeit meekly challenged by the discreet intrusion of a familiar voice. The warrior wasted no time offering the small creature his entire focus, jaded though it had become now that hostilities and suspicions both had sealed themselves at a shallow depth beneath his recovering flesh. His heavy gaze rested upon her petite form unrestrained, remaining there for only a short time before offering his answer; a moment to consider the curiosity of today's introduction perhaps somewhat apparent. "Our futures are decided by our actions, not ourselves" he spoke bluntly in response to the fallen leader's daughter, "Yura". Calm though his voice was, it never lacked that particular edge; one that would never let the girl forget that he was nothing short of a seasoned hunter. Her perceived apathy, an oddity among her kin, would go relatively unnoticed by Nhogai. That was what was to be expected after all. For a blessing, she at least possessed a fortitude the other residents appeared to lack, though it would do little to impress the male. Night and day were the worlds from which each of them had come. "Three days I was given, and so I've taken" the man continued after a brief pause, disrupting the relatively, silent ambience that had wrapped itself around voices that had lowered for any reason but consideration as he forced himself to his feet, quickly dominating the quaint room space with his towering height. "I'm going" His simple, intended message of departure. Without awaiting any form of response from his saviour, the warrior steadily made his way in the daughter's direction, his eyes focused squarely upon the doorway that lay beyond.

I have eight characters, seven of which were designed with a story in mind. Five are at end-game, one is perma-stuck at 56 since I lost interest in Ninja and she already achieved the glamour I set out to get for her, and one is at level 50 content still - but will eventually move on up one my partner decides to level her Lala through HW too. The last I will reluctantly replace with a new race when it appears and if it appeals to me. I have a concept for Viera in mind but if I could make more than eight characters per server I'd have a lot more. Unfortunately I need to be picky. Did they take work? Well naturally it's a lot more questing, but it's a hell of a lot more variety, really refreshing when your inspiration shifts from one direction to another, and really satisfying when different designs call for different sets so that each patch has a greater chance of appealing to at least one of your characters. I only really have one true class per character however since just the one character being able to do everything feels stale to me so it's not like they all have several classes levelled(with few exceptions but not for the purpose of playing).

*nods* *nods* Congrats ^^

So.... can you actually create a character unhindered at the moment?

I had to sacrifice a patch of grass to add this extension to my chocobo stable, but now I(or rather, annoying lalafels) can doze outside while I spend time near my beloved chocobo!

Ah sorry, what I mean is you could sign me for both roles, with me switching to a Tank if someone drops should you want that more than a(nother ranged) DPS ^^ I'd still like to join as a Bard otherwise, haha.

It's a little late for Clover on a work night but so far it seems like her, Nananomi and I will still be joining for this. Additionally, since it's a premade, I wouldn't mind signing up as a backup tank if we're short and you'd rather swap out a Bard for one. Annnnnd..... ~ Are you able to form an alliance outside of runs and ensure you all queue together? Or is it just "Click go at the same time and hope for the best" ?

I'm pretty confident that Medium and Large Plots will get sold out much sooner than small plots this time around.

Are you kidding me? That's vital processing power!

That wasn't on Balmung as far as I am aware actually, so rather I was just troubled by the mentality. After all, that's one person. He sounded quite confident in snagging that many homes so I wondered if he had made arrangements to seek out multiple simultaneously. Then account for other, like-minded people. In any case, it's just my nerves acting up. I've been really anxious about this for the longest while, though luckily I've not had any more bad dreams about it since *laughs* I hope I don't tonight because that would be a real twist in the wing.

That relaxes my nerves a bit, thank you. This, however, does not. (Not mine).

As I type this, I see someone waiting outside the Ul'dah housing zone. She's level 50, in a FC consisting of two members, the other member being a Level 1 nothing. Meanwhile, she's simply level 50 in one class with Second Lieutenant in a Rank 8 FC without any housing that was founded this year, late March. Should I suspect something?

Thank you very much.

Just to be sure.... the only pre-requisite to purchasing a plot is to have completed the quest that introduces you to the Housing area?

I couldn't write one to save my life but these are too good.

Ahh, I'm different personally. I really dislike the first draft because it reeks of the convenience you were trying to avoid in my mind, but I have no justification for why anyone following the Dark Knight code could not have been in Othard - I just am under the impression that they would not be, that and that I can't imagine why they'd have much interest in dealing with what are essentially tribal savages. Two is definitely my favourite. I like how she succeeds in one sense but then fails in another.... that and how over time, her feelings ferment into something more crude and self-absorbed, taking her own shortcomings out on the Tribe she proved too weak and incompetent to be a part of at the time by blaming them, her aspirations to perhaps become better than them, take her aged anger out on others who etc etc. Edit: I'm not sure how one goes about deciding a tree is "sacred" or not in the case of Draft 4, especially in some foreign land, otherwise it makes sense but 2 is still my clear favourite ^^

On patch day I'll be gunning for housing first and foremost but that'll likely be over with before everyone is even able to get online, so after that it's vague. I think we planned on starting the MSQ until a friend of ours got online a little later on and the three of us would then run Mach together. So! Assuming you don't mind adding a group of three "maybe's" to the list, we'd be happy to go if you are preparing to go around the time that our third member gets online. If so, we'd be: Albeit it's best to just message me about it since we'll be likely going as a group if at all. If this is okay with you then I'll post in the Linkshell hall ^^