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This is actually a discussion I've had with people in the past. Certain things Square Enix has done have been so similar to plots we've run that we almost thought they'd been reading the forums. However I think they're just really good at foreshadowing events. They put little hints in the lore of where the story is going.

I've found the same thing. 5e really simplifies and just lets you /play/. The advantage/disadvantage and proficiency bonus system lets gms make adhoc rulings about bonuses without quibbling over whether it's a +4 or a +5.

When Suka and I played this, she was actually the WORST MAID, and was sacrificed in a demonic vampire blood ritual for her poor maid skills. Everyone play maid rpg.

Technically the Str gear is probably better in some cases, as it has better secondaries. Unless you're doing ex primals or savage alexander you can still use your STR gear. The extra few thousand health doesn't really make as much difference as determination instead of parry.

Ah! I will have to add mine when I get home. Someday the dead god's chest shall continue.

Such not ded. Well sometimes it's dead. In all honesty I just view the LS as a place where people can keep in touch at this point. Your FC's and other groups might come and go but you can always bullshit people in this LS until you find a new one. There's people in this LS I've know for years at this point! I always love it when someone logs back on that I haven't seen for months. Anyway, I don't plan on changing the thing much, and I hope in a few years I'm still bullshitting and making up stupid puns with you all.

You have to eat an entire lemon with the skin

Oh how interesting this will be. Dun dun dunnnnn. I'll bring a squirt bottle just in case things go south. You know how Rini is; combat is a last resort for her. She's talked down inquisitors, immortal guardians, but can she talk down someone without her magical rolls?? lol Prepare thyself Evangeline! For you will be faced with all the compassion, empathy, and love of a truly pure and innocent heart! My only weakness :c

Oh how interesting this will be. Dun dun dunnnnn. I'll bring a squirt bottle just in case things go south.

It'll be fun, everyone loves Heresy.

Evangeline will be putting on a cloak and reliving the old dragon worshiping days in Cut off the Gold Assuming a cloud of angry cats don't murder her for a book first. If anyone needs a hook (Eva is there for the inquisition, believe it or not) let me know and I can give you one IC. If you're new to the plot this thread hasn't been explored much, so hit me up!

"I think even after a hundred years, I'd still find it entertaining to scare a man on the toliet." She downs the drink and settles down onto the pillow. "Strong stuff..." She muses, "I'll have to get the formula..." Her breathing slows, and minutes later her eyes are closed.

Evangeline smiles back, "If you don't I'll haunt you. It will be very terrifying. I've always thought I'd make a particularly good ghost." She holds out the empty brandy cup to be filled with sleeping drought. "I think I'll haunt the toliets."

I see Evangeline as sort of a breathy voice, a bit stumbling with pauses. Olivia Coleman is a good example. On a side note... I've been listening to more audiobooks lately, which has given me an appreciation for the range of human speech. A good presenter can make the 20+ characters in a book all sound distinct, so sometimes I feel like voice actor/actress isn't specific enough and instead you have to look at the character they're playing. Though some voice actors tend to just do a single voice, Garrus from Mass Effect's voice actor always sounds like Garrus for example:

I very much suffer from "The Grass is Greener on the other side of the fence with RP." I always compare myself to others, finding myself and my own RP lacking in comparison. So I'm usually off chasing 'The next big thing' in order to alleviate my anxieties that my current thing isn't good enough. The problem is that I often fail to stay in one place long enough to develop the plots and connections I want so badly. I'm not sure if it's competitiveness, or fear that I'll be left behind, or simple jealousy and a feeling of inadequacy in what other people have. Stop and smell the RP roses people, though that is advice I could use more than anyone.

I start charging people for the privilege.

Carried by the mystical and strange hands of Moogles, this letter somehow finds itself carried towards the person of one Inquisitor Xanado Mol.

Evangeline bites her lip and nods, choking back a sob, "I'll figure something out, however long it takes. Until then... I can visit, read to you... talk..." She stammers over her words, before beginning to cry again "Oh gods klyn your eyes." Klynzahr blinks those eyes a few times and returns to stroking Eva's hair in a gentle rythm. "I'd like 'at...." She says hoarsely, "I"ve missed readin' somethin' dreadful, an' Merl doesna have th'patience fer anythin' but battle tales." The Elezen wipes away at her face, "I'll find some new political books, you always liked those. Maybe even reread Wealth and the Publick Governance." She wraps her arms around the Roe, "Klyn it might take me a while, but we'll figure this out, I don't care if I have to find a garlean and beat them until Magitech eyes pop out." Klynzahr winces theatrically and a few stray tears spill over. " Now that be soundin' painful fer all involved... you, me, an th'dammed garlean. Mayhap ye oughter jus' snitch a pair o'voidsent eyes from Xel's collection." She suggests jokingly. Evangeline laughs and wipes her face, "Or maybe I can summon the primal of eyes." Klynzahr flops back against the wall, still wiping aside the occational tear. "At this rate I'll not need a blade again.... I'm like ter have eyes that devour worlds with ye in charge. Oh fook, that reminds me!" Evangeline smiles and leans against the Roe, "Hopefully you devour only words, and in books." "I brought yer new chainmail an' blade. Had 'em tucked under me chair..." She looks around and, taking a random guess, points across the room. There is a wrapped blade and small package under the Roe's old chair. Evangeline wraps her hands around one of Klyn's larger ones, "I see it... I'll get it on the way out. I've got to do some research, I need to find out what I can... but first." Evangeline leans up to kiss the Roe's cheek, "You're not in this alone Klyn... we're going to get through it." Klynzahr smiles weakly as she squeezes the smaller hands. "It means a lot lass.... jus' havin ye by now an' then ter talk ter an' such, I mean." She brushes aside a few stray tears. Evangeline nods, "I'll be there..." She smiles, "I might even get to finally meet all of that giant family of yours. Can you make it back to moraby bay?" Klynzahr chuckles softly, "Aye, James sees me here an' back..... wonder where he's gotten ter." The frail old highlander has actually returned to his seat at the table, and is regarding the couple with a pair of solemn, yellowed eyes. Evangeline exhales, "Ok Klyn... do me a favor then." She fishes into a pouch and pulls out a pair of glasses with dark tinted lenses. "I use these when I set off pyrotechnics. I'll bring you a proper pair later, but wear these for now." She presses them into the Roes eyes, "Your eyes can't even begin to heal if you're still squinting and straining what little life they have left out of them." Klynzahr feels the shape of the glasses, with obvious confusion. "Eva," She says gently, "I do think this be gone a might too far fer glasses." Evangeline laughs, "They're tinted. Even if you can't see you can still make them worse. Staring into the sun is a good way to ruin them completely, as is straining them." She leans in, inches away from what she suspects is Klyn's good eye, 'Unless I'm mistaken you've got an ilm of sight left. You need to take care of it, that's what the glasses are for." She frowns, her breath on Klyn's face, "Promise me..." Klynzahr 's eyes shift to the right, placing Eva's face at the edge of her peripheral (can't spell it) vision. "I promise, lass." She replies, adding with a smile "Ye allus did look fetchin with dark hair." Evangeline slips the glasses onto Klyn's broken nose. Fortunately they have hooked earpieces, meant to stay in place during a blast, "I'll keep it then." She smiles, "Now I have some reading to do, be good ok?" Klynzahr gingerly tucks Eva's hair behind her ear, before pulling back reluctantly. "There's hardly any trouble I could get up ter lass." She points out, "I canna even find th'shop door mos' days." "Oh... you underestimate yourself." She hesitates, then leans in and brushes her lips against the Roe’s, She lingers there for a moment, resting her forehead against Klyns, "You always were a troublemaker Klyn. I'll be back in a week or so." Klynzahr responds gently to the kiss, closing her eyes happily behind the dark glasses. "I'll be countin' on that lass. Take care, be well, an' fer the sake o'the twelve's bloody shite.... donna blow yerself up, Aye?" She finishes on a grin. Evangeline grins back and pats her cheek, "If I do I'll make sure I leave you my eyes. You'd look good with violet." She stands and offers the Roe a hand, "I'll get you back to the table, but don't pull all at once." Klynzahr looks up at Eva's forehead in a puzzled fashion, completely missing the hand. "Donna pull?" She asks before scrambling up on her own. Evangeline barks out a laugh before finding the Roe's hand, and guiding her towards the table, "Never mind..." Klynzahr follows Eva cautiously with her free hand outstretched. She halts next to Eva and stands unmoving, while the old highlander hobbles over to meet them. Evangeline bows to him, "James... I presume? I'm Evangeline. Thank you for looking after my friend." The old man knuckles his forehead with a trembling hand. "Naw," He replies with a toothless grin "She's family." Klynzahr's hand squeezes Eva's gently. "I meant what I said lass... really... be careful out there." She pleads quietly. "Thank you all the same." She nods at Klyn, "I will be, I promise you. We'll get through this." She tries to sound confident, "I'll find you in Moraby bay." Klynzahr releases Eva's hand, with a stoic nod. "Donna ferget yer armour... it were th'first piece Da worked on after surgery. I'll be waitin' lass.... no doubt o'that." Evangeline scoops it up, holding the bundles under her arm, "I'll wear it with pride." She lingers for a moment, not wanting to leave. "I... I'll... keep in touch." She stammers, walking out the door.

Disclaimer: I don't know if I'm actually remembering this or just making it up, so a shaker of salt should go with this. The new way's different only in the sense that you're making different things with your aether. 1.0 was a lot of Astral/Umbral effects, DoTs and curses and buffering and stuff. You were still using your own aether to fuel it, but you were making it do different things. The "new" methods teach you to channel your aether into more mundaney elements instead of the more nebulous "light" and "dark" stuff. Understood, so those who joined pre-calamity, or who are more involved with the Sacrinarium would likely be similar to 1.0 Thaums. After all someone still has to bury all those dead and do all the boring Thaum stuff. It's not all Flares and Blizzards..

Thank you for the info! In regards to question 1, It looks like the THM could heal and do some elemental things, but they came from a different place (and are mostly dots/debuffs). 2.0 thaumaturges seem more like 1/2 of a CNJ. Were 1.0 Thaum abilities retconned in the lore? Or are thaumaturges still supposed to do things like heal and buff allies? Even though the skill suggest otherwise. If I'm remembering correctly, the "old" way of doing Thaumaturgy applies (you fight the old guild leader in Halatali HM's final fight!) but the lala siblings in charge now teach a fundamentally different means of harnessing aether. If you were training as a Thaumaturge prior to the switch, you'd have a grasp of the old stuff. If you're new, you get the elemental stuff. It's a rough and sloppy way of looking at it, but it's the best correlation I've got. Ok that sounds reasonable. I only vaguely remember the start of the Thaumaturgy stuff. How is the new way different? Is it no longer drawn from one's internal aether? On a side note I'm rewatching the old 1.0 cutscenes for for research, and the world felt a lot more... deep. 2.0 saved the game but some of the nuance was definitely lost.

Thank you for the info! In regards to question 1, It looks like the THM could heal and do some elemental things, but they came from a different place (and are mostly dots/debuffs). 2.0 thaumaturges seem more like 1/2 of a CNJ. Were 1.0 Thaum abilities retconned in the lore? Or are thaumaturges still supposed to do things like heal and buff allies? Even though the skill suggest otherwise.

Hello Peeps! I'm working on a new character, and am wondering if people can help me answer/clarify some points. 1) Despite the 2.0 skillset, thaumaturges have access to all the elements as well as healing? 2) Is order of Nald Thal is different from the thaumaturge's guild? 3) The order of Nald Thal is described as the 'LawMaker' of ul'dah. Does that also mean they are its judges? Does anyone know how those laws are determined? Are there votes? Does the syndicate have a say? 4) How does one become a member of the order, if it is different from the guild of thaumaturges? So far I have only seen lalafells as members of the order, is there any evidence of other races? 5) Their leader Dewlala is on the syndicate, but how much power do they have? Any feedback would be appreciated!

Klynzahr 's hand wraps gently over Eva's cheek, thumb gently sweeping the tears aside. "Been comin' a long time really." She admits heavily, "Oughter o' taken more care I 'spect.... jus' thought I could get another ten years out o'em old peepers." Her voice is stubbornly calm, although her useless eyes have begun to well up. The left one spills over quickly, while the right one remains vaguely fixed on Eva. Evangeline doesn't say anything, instead she leans down and wraps her arms around the Roe's thick neck, sobbing into the woman's shoulder. Klynzahr slides her sturdy arms around Eva's back, drawing her close. "S'all right lass.... there be worse things ken happen ter a body." The joviality in her voice has a grating, canned quality. "S'no like me eyes were good fer anythin' ter begin with." The Elezen pulls back slightly, her violet eyes peering into Klyns as if she could somehow identify the problem, "Have you seen doctors? Healers? There has to be something that can be done!" Klynzahr shakes her head slightly, keeping a gentle but persistant hold on Eva's arms. "Only th'alchemist by th'drydocks.... an' he were puzzled as meself. They've been damaged a few times... snowblindness... explosions an th'like.... an it took no genious ter see they were goin' downhill. This were different though.... came on sudden-like. Started midmornin' on th'water an' th'world had gone dark by nightfall." "The Alchemist by the drydocks." She curses, "Klyn... listen to me. I have connections, I'm going to find a treatment for you. If I have to search all of Eorzea." Her voice sounds desperate and her hands grip at the roe's shoulders, squeezing like claws, "Do you hear me?" Klynzahr 's face twitches in surprise at the small woman's harsh grip. Then she slides her own hands to Eva's wrists, attempting to gently pry the claws out. "Aye," The humor is half hearted, but does bring a small smile to her tanned face. "I be blind, not deaf lass." "I know you aren’t..." The casual way of referring to her condition seems to snap something in Eva and she yells, turning and punching her fist into the wall, "FUCKING HELLS." She shouts, "Why did I just let this sit? WHY? WHY DIDN'T I NOTICE?!" She punches the wall again. Klynzahr fumbles after Eva, nearly losing her seat before she finally allows her to go. "Because it were none o'yer bloody business." She snaps back, "I never asked yer ter find me any bloody help." "OF COURSE NOT." She shakes her fist, droplets of blood flicking to the ground, "You never would... that's why it was my job to keep an eye on you." Her tone tones from anger to grief. "I was the only one who could have..." Klynzahr gets stubbornly to her feet, and carefully crosses the floor to Eva. Her left arm wraps supportively around Eva's back, while her right hand fumbles around in an attempt to catch the flying fist. "No Eva. It was no' yer job!" She returns with a firey expression. "I never wanted ye takin responsibility fer me eyes, or mollycoddlin' me over em..." Her voice lowers. "S'why I never told ye..." Evangeline turns with a growl, Klyn's fist holding her wrist like a manacle. After a moment she seems to deflate, "I could have helped you Klyn... I know people, doctors, scientists... healers… You... gods Klyn, are you satisfied with that? Never read another book? See another sunset? Aren't you mad?" She shakes her head, wet cheeks glistening, "Aren't you upset?" Klynzahr presses Eva tightly against her chest, looking down at her with wet cheeks and a stoic glare. "I knew it were comin' Eva." She replies harshly, "Traveled inter the shroud, while I were helpin' out Leanne. Conjuror friend o'hers said me eyes had twelve years left in 'em at best." "The fuck do they know!?" Evangeline spits out, her fist pounding on the Roe's chest, "What do those damned fool Elemental slaves know? And that was it? You just listened to them?!" Klynzahr 's voice raises, cracking just slightly. "It were goin' ter come sooner or later.... may as well get th'fucker over with!" Klyn's arms tremble slightly as she bitterly spits out the words. "NO." Evangeline roars back, her face streaked with tears, "I'm not just going to let you GIVE UP KLYN. You’ll read another book Klyn... I'm not... I'm not going to accept this." Her shout rings out in the bar, "I WON'T." Klynzahr draws in a deep breath, slumps brokenly against Eva. Her left hand slides up to the back of Eva's head and presses the elezen's face gently against her shoulder to muffle the shouts with fabric. Evangeline leans into the Roe, shouting strange muffled cries as her fist continues to pound weakly. She holds her firmly allowing her to continue thumping at the well padded ribs. She heaves one shuddering sob, than a second. Evangeline stops a few minutes later, her cries fading off, then looks up, sniffling, "Klyn. Klyn..." Her hand cups the Roe's cheek, "Just say the word. Let me know you want my help, and I'll be here, as long as it takes. Whatever I have to find, whoever I have to ask, however much I have to pay, I'll help you." Her voice is pleading, "Just say the word." "Don't just accept this." "Please..." Klynzahr releases Eva's hair, patting it carefully back into place. She continues to cry, with heavy broken sobs unlike anything that Eva would ever have seen from her. "L-lass..." She stammers at last. "I think.... I-I-I need help to.... find th'table 'gain." Evangeline cradles the Roe, muscles straining as she tries to help the woman down to her knees, "Shh..." She is crying as well, and wraps a protective arm around the Roe's neck, cradling her head to the Elezen's chest, "Shhh.... it's ok… Let it out... you're safe..." She murmurs. Klynzahr lets herself slide down, hands finding the floor again and searching until she locates the wall again. She huddles over Eva for several minutes as the sobs continue to pour out. Eventually her gasps even out, leaving her hovering silently over Eva. Klynzahr: "Lass..." Klyn actually whispers. "Ye've been burnt... an' yer covered in blood." "It's ok..." Evangeline says soothingly in between sniffles, "We can beat this, we can beat this... let it out." She continues to hug the Roe to her, reaching up a hand to stroke the woman's hair. She pauses, "Ah... just the garment, and it's not mine, mostly." She rubs her nose with a messy sleeve, "Marti, V'aleera and I were breaking into a warded library. The guardians didn't take well to it. I'm fine though. I'm fine..." She reassures the Roe, "Just my clothing." Klynzahr pulls herself upright again, blinking miserably down at Eva. "Ye certain, lass?" Evangeline nods, "It was close... for part of it. But Marti took some of the blow." She pats the Roe's cheek, smiling through a puffy tear stained face, "I'm fine... Ok? I'm not the one we should be worried about." "Aye," Klyn mumbles weakly, "We clearly oughter be worried fer Marti." Evangeline blinks then laughs, wiping her face once again on a damp sleeve, "Yes... he's fine as well. He's more than just a pretty face." Klynzahr reaches for her handkerchief, only to find it missing. "Really, now? I allus thought his nose were a little odd-lookin'." She offers with a hiccup for a laugh. Evangeline offers Klyn her sleeve, very romantic. "It's his nose." She reaches up and taps Klyn's oft broken one, "Unlike most Roes, it's actually straight." Klynzahr dabs her eyes gently with her sleave. "Reckon we canna trust yer taste in noses then." She points out, before drawing her shoulders back. "Really though, I'm goin' ter be fine." "Klyn." Evangeline clutches onto the Roe, "Let me help you." She begs, "Please, you're a fighter. Don't just give up..." Klynzahr pauses for a moment, tilting her head to the left. Then she slips a hand under Eva's chin, drawing their faces closer together. Evangeline leans in, "Please..." She says softly. Klynzahr leans in until the corner of her right eye is two ilms from Eva's face. The tiniest smile twitches over her lips. "Lass, if ye could give me back jus' one day o'sight, I'd be in yer debt fer a lifetime." She finally says, releasing Eva's chin with a touch of reluctance.

Healing him after my Brass Blade finishes breaking his knees.

Evangeline akes the glass somewhat shakily, giving a small toast, "To medicine" and downing it in a few jerky drinks. She gives a satisfied sigh and settles down onto the bed to wait, "I'm as prepared as I'll ever be."