Leanne

Leanne is not happy to see her love fleet being sunk... Who's work is that?! *looks at everyone. Especially the men.*

Leanne and her dear friends, enjoying another nice day in Ul'dah~

Lemme think about good ones. Leanne's hair is actually very long. Everyday after waking up (in case she didn't sleep on the road), she goes through a rather long process to tie up and braid her hair into a more manageable size. And also has to constantly trim her hair, else it will grow out of control! Leanne has a deep connection with 6 belongings. Her earrings, given as a present from Yangh, and a symbol of their bonding. Her old, big journal, depicting ALL you can imagine from her adventures. Her bow-harp and bard soulgem, gifted to her by her teacher when she started her life as a Bard. The bow gifted by her for he continued services in Mor Dhona. And most important of all, her Fancy Hat, a simply accessory she bought on the road, that from nowhere became a important part of Leanne, becoming practically her symbol, a nickname of hers being Leanne of the Fancy Hat. You see a fancy hat? The chances are, you saw Leanne. She fancies herself to be a hat enthusiast. Besides the Fancy Hat, she has an assortment of different hats stashed, coif, bandanas, you name it, she might have it! Same treatment goes to her boots! One of the most important accessories travelers need to worry about, is about their traveling footwear! She makes sure to only choose the best in the market in traveling boots, price as of late being no problem.

She's there as the sky darkens, the twilight approaches, to defend the little village of Swiftperch against the creatures of the night. Werelwolves, vampires and undead? Do not worry. She will kill all of them.

1 out of 2. Happens an accident in the grindstone, she dies, OR, her infinite stroke of luck while traveling comes to an end and she dies, one more victim of Eorzea's dangers. Between these, I would choose the grindstone, at least people will see her dying >.>

I started saying Gosh a lot as of late, besides having a bizarre infatuation about hats...

(One of the things I don't get to explore much with Leanne is her poet/musician/storyteller part. This place is to undo that mistake! Every once in a while I will be posting her thoughts and musings, songs and poetry, tales and stories, etc, etc...starting now!) [align=center]~It's been a while since I last saw you...~[/align] [align=center]~Did you grow? I would think so.~[/align] [align=center]~Did you mature? Perhaps, but I wouldn't believe so.~[/align] [align=center]~Kyrin, the lil' bandit, my staunchest companion.~[/align] [align=center]~Dragging me to crypts and dungeons, in your unbound curiosity.~[/align] [align=center]~Or perhaps, because of your appetite for bones?~[/align] [align=center]~Today is the day stoic Kyrin. I'm taking you back to the road.~[/align] [align=center]~Which adventures we shall go on together?~[/align] [align=center]~Which dungeons you shall brave forth without consent?~[/align] [align=center]~Does any of that matters? To a degree, yes.~[/align] [align=center]~Yet...gosh, hear me, you silly pup! No adventuring without me!~[/align] [align=center]~...And no messing with that bee!~[/align] [align=center][/align]

[align=center]~Forever walking I am~[/align] [align=center]~Ever watchful of the skies, I gaze the horizon~[/align] [align=center]~A bright sun, blooming on the sky, such a sight for my eyes~[/align] [align=center]~It's warm light bringing to all living beings a letter of peace~[/align] [align=center]~The famous words of this star being, Good Morning Hydaelyn.~[/align] [align=center] [/align]

As I said in the LS, I shall say it here! Oscare x Fio. IT SHALL HAPPEN. Aaall aboard!

You, YES, you! Do you think fishing is boring?! Well, think again! Or rather, join Leanne and Franz in some fishing adventures! Oh, they both hooked a big one! Fun times!

How mean! Franz certainly smiles. ...it just disappears when certain words are heard, like "porkchop", "cannons", and "twelve-damned Garlean". Or maybe he just doesn't smile a lot around Natalie and Kage. I think his anger management's come a long way though! Social skills? Prolly need some work. Don't tell an unemployed man where you're going and act surprised when he shows up shortly after. *cough* airship docks that one night *cough* -- Here's one we can add to the list, by Natalie. Iron and Edda. We need to do some scheming. Yeees we dooo.

There's nothing wrong with a quick bath under waterfalls...right? Right?!

Roen! Roen! /Kage waves his hand like the last kid to be picked for the team. Kage's not a terrorist! :3 Also, how are people supposed to acknowledge posts that are directed or relevant to... no one? It's just not easy to say *ships Kage* but if I said *ships Kage and Franz* Well... NO. NO LEANNE. NO. IT'S NOT HAPPENING. YOUR MOUTH SAYS NO, BUT YOUR BODY SAYS YES. That's the truest love story in all of Eorzea. Sorry Yangh, apologies Crofte-senpai. Leanne x Fancy Hat forever and ever.

Leanne already offered her help to Nat and Iron, so count me there if possible!

Leanne showing that YES, you can pull off any type of hat, even a coif!

You could say Leanne looked away in complete embarrassment as the shirtless Franz stopped on height difference meaning her face would directly face his now bare muscular chest. Anyone, asexual or not, would become awkward at such close sight of biceps, Leanne being no exception. "...Why this is happening..." she mutters, also completely skittish at such plan. Leanne couldn't do nothing nod and hold reaaally still, praying for the pudding to unlatch from her chest and instead glue itself on the bigger torax opposite to Leanne. She could grimace at the weird sound of suction she heard as the pudding changed between chests, body soon overcoming with relief. "O-Oh by the gods...it worked...I don't believe it worked..." she mutters in complete shock, staring at the perverted critter. She could swear that creature was once more cooing while sinking into Franz's chest. "I'm going to need a few baths after this." she muttered.

Leanne looked down upon the woman, the fact that she was dwelling through a sewer raising her even more questions than the pudding currently stuck to her torso. "Wait...are you telling Franz to..." she raises both brows at Jancis before letting her eyes wander towards Franz's body...or more specifically, -his- chest. "How that even works???" she asks in complete befuddlement. Shifting herself a little in a knee-jerk reaction, the creature wobbled in content, prompting the seeker to shudder even more in disgust. "J-Just take this thing of from me before I begin to panic..!!" she urges.

One thing I like to think it that would be also a + for Gridania in case of a war, would be the group of bandits that infest the region of South Shroud. According to the MSQ at the very least, they seem to be very protective of the territory they live, perhaps because of Buscarron, or maybe since it's a thing deep rooted in those who are born in the forest. As such, in case of war, I don't feel like it's outlandish to think the bandits, while not actually joining the military, would still be an asset for the war effort, with their more 'dishonest' methods of combat, subterfuge, sabotage, and etc.

Leanne could only widen eyes, a cold running up her spine as suddenly, the strange critter made of substance found a nice cozy home between her breasts. She froze in place before trembling, a mix of embarrassment and displeasure as she felt the pudding sinking in further into the improvised 'nest'. "....S-Someone...t-take it away from me before I f-freak out...." she whispered, slowly and pleading, amber hues -refusing- to have a look at the nasty sensation she felt on her chest. Over was the sympathy for what she felt was a rather endearing pudding. She now wanted the creature away from her as fast as possible.

Two music of Leanne I imagine while she's traveling: CM5vKdkhZGI vYELo6fRAOs

If there's a spot for me, Leanne would gladly go!!

"Will you tell me a tale, stranger...?"

Leanne was the one clinging to her pants after the strange ordeal, widen eyes still looking in disbelief at Franz, Verad and Natalie, mind fruitlessly trying to find the answer for what just happened. How did she get into this?? Why that pudding was so special to put such intricate and bizarre plan into motion? Who was so kind to leave a measly rodent a bag of chocolate dipped treats? If she was to reach to any answer, the Seeker would never know, such conjectures being stopped by an approaching Franz. Perhaps he would help her with such conundrum. "I'm...I'm alrighty...if I disregard the fact a duskwight just performed a flying headbutt and afterwards held to my pants as if I was his savior...and my current pain in the head...I might be alright..." despite the word usage, the phrase didn't hold any sarcasm or ill will. "I...rather wanna know...what is going on right now? What I stepped into. And why..." she looks at Natalie and her pudding lover(?) "...Why Natalie has a pudding on her head?" she raises a brow, as the pudding coo and wobbles at the touch of Natalie's digit. Perhaps it was a concussion messing with her vision, but Leanne could swear she saw the creature blushing. "Are you...molesting the little thing?"

Such is the price of adventuring...eerrr....I think. *still cleaning her head from the gunpowder* Cannons bad, cannons evil, cannons must die....diediediedie....

Lord of Rings gif galore! And the necessary cat gif: