Raelas

Don't let the title fool you... we're just very VERY sad about the current state of affairs in Eorzea. And also Mages. I learned long ago not to trust a dog of the Empress. Ephramad remembers! Shh... lets not bring Aht Urhgan into this... >.> <.< Typical Blue Mage! Our country was laid to ruins, our people starved and oppressed, and you just don't want to talk about it! I won't bow down to your Empress! I will follow Prince Luzaf! Taste my lead, you Immortal dogs! RED THE BLOOD OF ANGRY MEN! BLACK THE DARK OF AGES PAST! I can't... I don't retain enough memories of FF11 lore to compete... I concede... DOWN WITH THE EMPRESS! *becomes Dark Blue Mage... Navy Mage?* Navy Mage.

Don't let the title fool you... we're just very VERY sad about the current state of affairs in Eorzea. And also Mages. I learned long ago not to trust a dog of the Empress. Ephramad remembers! Shh... lets not bring Aht Urhgan into this... >.> <.<

Loooooooooooove them! Middle one is so good! As I said, I really like the one on the right too

Don't let the title fool you... we're just very VERY sad about the current state of affairs in Eorzea. And also Mages.

Already found a loop hole for this >.> Have been RPing it for quuuuite a while. BLU master race *poses next to Edgar with shades* Master race? Funny, that's not how you spell "RDM".. :roll: Yve, darling. You can join my Rainbow Mage LS / Team. We shall be glorious.

Already found a loop hole for this >.> Have been RPing it for quuuuite a while. BLU master race *poses next to Edgar with shades*

P'azih smile, tucking that bottle away from view, he planned to keep it from her and return it when she was less... intoxicated. He bat an ear up to Berrod, leaning back in his chair with a light creek. "Me? Thanalan. Does the skin not give it away?" he said simply, choosing not to give away the exact location of his tribe, there were plenty who'd like to take a lynch mob their way and cause trouble. "Nunh's are... the Nunh for a reason. However... being simply another Nunh isn't enough for me. I want to be THE Nunh. The bench mark, the bar every Nunh after should strive for." he chuckled. "I haven't come here to live like most of the Tia and crouch on the railings of this place. I came to grow, mind and body ... and when I return to the 'Peh'? I'll aim for the mantle of Nunh." He nodded sagely, like he had it all worked out. "That said, i've a long road ahead... the current Nunh beat me so badly I was embarrassed!"

P'azih laughed at the conversation as a whole, he, for some reason, found this all very amusing. "Without recruits... who would fill the ranks after your elite decide to call it day. Willing or non." he smiled. He looked at them all separately and just grinned. "You -all- talk funny." he quipped, beaming that ever present grin.

P'azih watched the woman wave a hand, following it like an animal would food dangled in front of their face. He laughed in amusement, wondering exactly how embarrassing this might be when he brings it up in her presence next. "Uhm... I never said I was a Paladin... sworn or otherwise..." he snickered. "Call me an initiate... of sorts."

P'azih's keen hearing caught the slight tension in the air, though he immediately tuned in on the word 'Little' in reference to himself. He looked up at the large highlander, he wasn't wrong, he was little compared to... well... all present actually. "I'll have you know... that i'm considered very large for a Miq---Hah! Who am I kidding... i'm the smallest at the table!" he mused. He smiled brightly, looking between the two... then settled his gaze back on Lady Crofte. He just sort of... looked. Not actually saying anything, silently appraising.

P'azih smiled right back at the aforementioned Ser Crofte, wondering what exactly she could be staring at him so intently about. He canted his head in returned, realising she was in full uniform. He tugged on his ear lightly, pulling it down and letting its natural spring pop it from his fingers to stand on ends once more. "Huh... you're one of those Paladin, right?" he began as she corrected Berrod with a huff and pout. "You know, technically, i'm one of your order... sort of." he smiled, not going any further in to the details. "So, Miss Crofte... uh... how are you, exactly?" he asked, removing the bottle from her view and placing it at his feet.

P'azih chuckled, striding over confidently and taking a seat, not realising he'd chosen the seat in which the Hyur had lost his life. He bit back, just enough to NOT make a joke about losing or wringing his neck. He was certain the lady, while intoxicated, would cleanly snap him in half for such an infraction. "Ah, Franz! How did I miss you? You're so huge!" he said as he got comfortable. "My thanks for the invitation. I'm P'azih. Tia, naturally." he said leaning over to sniff the bottle of cinnamon twanged liquor. His face scrunched lightly, ears splaying a touch. "Gods... a drink like that? I'd certainly be snapped in two." he mused, more to himself sitting back down. He looked tot he female again, she didn't look great... he wasn't going to be the one to tell her. "And you are, Miss...?"

P'azih cast a glance up at Berrod, not entirely sure how to proceed. His drink paused at his lips, considering his options as he tilted the fluid back into his maw. Placing the mug aside, her looked to the quite clearly intoxicated female, who was speaking heavily in tongues compared to the first time he heard her voice. "Ah, of course you aren't. My mistake!" he said brightly. "Though I must say, a lady such as yourself drinking alone is sore on the eyes." he said with a smile... he was certain she couldn't actually make out a smile in her state but continued on anyway. He cast another quick glance up at the towering Highlander. "You know..." he started, stilling looking to Berrod then turning to face the totally-not-drunk female at the table. "No one should drink alone... perhaps we could... join you?" he said mirroring Berrod's response.

P'azih couldn't help but chuckle as the Highlander, named Berrod it would seem looked like he'd been caught red handed doing... something. "I think she caught you, Berrod." he said taking a quick drink before continuing. "I can only assume you know the lady on first name basis... you should probably go over. Anyone drunk enough to think you the barmaid is far too drunk." he chuckled, tapping his side lightly. "P'azih. Tia, naturally."

((This is an alt of mine whom i'm having FAR too much fun RPing! Male Seeker! )) P'azih entered though the Nald entrance, striding with clunking and confident steps as he descended the ramp towards the bar. He looked a little worse for wear, his armour caked with mud the closely resembled the colour of his sun-kissed skin. There was that same Highlander female again, the one whom witnessed that unfortunate event. While he didn't like seeing anyone in such turmoil, it wasn't his place to pry. He passed a large Highlander male, who was, by any accounts, gazing a little too hard over at the distressed beauty... or at least he considered her a beauty. "You're staring..." he said as he passed the male, who was considerably larger than he was, settling just close enough to order his drink. "If you're worried... just go on over, before she catches you staring." He reached for his drink, an ale with a shot glass of brandy dropped in for effect. "Poor thing's probably still hung up ever since that Hyur got his neck twisted right in front of her a quarter moon ago." He said, with a slight sadness to his voice and looked over himself at the woman.

*Gnaws on* O,..,O I mean! Hello! Welcome!

That look of "bewilderment" you see is actually us straining not to burst out laughing at the pyre of ironbark. Well done. You know... I just had to learn things to even understand what your comment meant. Well played, ser. If only these Elezen (Except Rivienne, Yve, Ciel and Verad) were as smart as you... they might've survived this purge. You may stay.

Erm, collectively we are known as 'Meowlings'. Psh, incompetence! You lesser races wonder why we're stacking you by the dozen on the pyre?! ♥

That second screenshot looks AWFULLY familiar, Kayah... >.>

I love chicken... *steals D'ly's late night chicken... again...* :3 Also! Welcome!

I declare this the 'U MAD BRO?' trollface of Eorzea.

Welcome! Most everyone is nice here... Though... Watch out for that Warren guy... he's trouble! Hope to see you in game! I'm RPing my alt P'azih Tia currently... Yangh is away for a looong while!

It means to get in contact with them. You know? Poke them to let them know you're around? Don't be embarrassed... not everyone knows these things

While I have joined... i'm playing my alt a lot recently so i'm never there for the fun! I miss you guys!

While the Yangh is away... the Tia will play! Its a D'ly! K'raihn teaching him so valuable city life lessons. And his current short term goal! Visit the Burning Wall!