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I don't really see a problem with this, it's basically becoming third party DLC. Mods are tough to make, they deserve it. EDIT: Also, it doesn't look like anything Valve is making you do, it looks like something the individual developers are setting up, Valve is just facilitating it.

Alright, I'm sure some of you are groaning already now that it's been confirmed the Raen do use conventions based on Japanese names, but let's take a step back and examine what we've seen so far that makes Raen names differ from just picking a straight up Japanese name. Yugiri - the closest origin that I've been able to find for this name is the character from the ancient Japanese novel the Tale of Genji. It is written 夕霧 which translates as "evening mist". Given Yugiri's second name (title?) Mistwalker I'm lead to believe this is what they're referencing. The other important thing to note is that this sort of name would not be very common in Japan today. Rokka - the name of a young Doman girl hanging out in Mor Dhona as of 2.55. This one could be written a number of ways, too many to cover here. The important thing to note is that once again this name would not be considered very modern or common in today's Japan. Yozan - this one is the name of a young Doman boy. Strangely this name could be a given or a surname depending on how it is written/pronounced. The romaji here is in fact really ambiguous, and the closest name I can find would be written out ようざん in hiragana. Again, this name would not be very common today. Then we have oddballs like this guy: Doware - I've got nothing on this one. It's the name of a Doman man that hung around the rising stones pre 2.55. Of course we could use kanji to make it a name and choose a meaning, but when it comes to Japanese names that were actually used I'm totally lost on this one. The closest meaning I can get is a kansai dialect way of saying "I'll finish this fool off", but that's even a stretch. This name is notable because it's a good representation of the occasional weirdness present in Doman/Raen names. Overall it seems you can't go wrong if you pick an archaic Japanese given name or use something that's a combination of words/characters that don't normally make a name but could if we wrote it out in Kanji (they'd just be really weird). Anyway, just something to consider. We are of course waiting on the official naming convention post, but this is a good place to start planning from if you intend to play a Raen that follows lore naming conventions.

People love spectacle and drama. It's way more enticing than reading random story posts from characters you don't care about or you haven't RP'd with. The vast majority of posts on the IC forum get views in the low hundreds, while this topic has 5k as of this post. Look in the mirror if you want to know why aggression is popular here. Also this: Unless it brings up personal OOC details or is outright hateful I think posts shouldn't be scrubbed. Especially considering what's scrubbed is never consistent. Mods shouldn't be nannies, but they are here. If people want to post in a way that gets them a bad rep (myself included), let them. It's a minor gripe that I don't see changing any time soon, and maybe I'm wrong about how things should be. However I believe the site is overall a good thing, else I wouldn't have donated.

Rakka’li woke to Akkhi shaking him insistently. He sat up quickly and gave her a long bleary stare before he remembered where he was. The look on her face was not nearly as alarming as the tilt of her ears. “Someone hurt that bad?” Rakka’li asked as he swung his legs over the cot and reached for his shirt. The light coming in from the porthole told him it was mid-morning, and misty at that. Akkhi’s lips pressed into a firm anxious line as she shook her head, “No, worse. Clipper coming fast, sitting high with oars out. Wind is shite so they’ll be on us soon. Can you fight?” He paled slightly, Rakka’li hated fighting. A friend some time back had done her best to teach him but he was a passable student at best with a knife, he’d come to rely on his Conjury instead, not that he had too often. “...ye,” he murmured as he finished pulling his shirt over his head and reached for his stave. “Conjury can be used te kill too.” Akkhi relaxed slightly at that, probably hoping that Rakka’li was something of a battle magus. He could be if pressed, but it wasn’t like he’d had a lot of experience. Additionally a prolonged fight would deplete him, and if someone were hurt while his aether reserves recovered it could end badly for them. “C’mon, I want you with me.” She turned, Rakka’li following after scrambling into his robe. On deck the sailors moved quickly in preparation, all knowing their place and experienced at it. Axes, knives, and sabers were brought from below decks, there were even a few bows. Crews readied the few cannon the vessel bore as others wet the deck, in case of fire Rakka’li suspected. His attention was drawn back to Akkhi, who stood beside him calmly loading a pistol the likes of which he’d not seen before. It had two barrels. Rakka’li had seen pistols in action only once before, and he hated everything about them. There was simply something wrong about killing someone so easily. However, he was hardly interested in discouraging its use here. “Where’d ye get that?” He asked as she finished up. “Does it matter? I’m glad for it either way.” Her eyes were fixed on the approaching vessel as four of her best took up arms around her. Rakka’li recalled her telling him she didn’t often come on voyagers herself unless she’d business to attend to at the destination, but when she had to she took few chances. Rakka’li wanted to press her for details, but she immediately set on a discussion of tactics with a tall highlander woman called Hariet, one of Akkhi’s trusted toughs. The woman’s body was beset by scars that she had no problem showing off whenever she could. They told of a life of experience Rakka’li was glad to have not shared. “Bad word?” He asked, after Hariet had turned away to shout something at a group of sailors. “Damn clipper’s too fast to line up our shots, it’s goin’ to weave its way to us and not come alongside until we’re brushin’ elbows,” she grumbled, squinting at the distant ship with one hand held flat above her eyes. It was a little bright out here for the two of them, despite the mist. Rakka’li could not speak to the experience of the crew, as he was a layman himself when it came to the sea. But true to her word the two ships snaked a path across the seas, the clipper always behind them, out of range of the guns, and gaining. Half a bell passed, with them still a ways off. It was then that Rakka’li realized he’d left his knife below. He murmured that he’d return quickly, and Akkhi asserted he damn well better. He smiled as he felt her eyes on his back. So like mother. The knife he found quickly, buried in his satchel. He used to carry it in his boot, but a peaceful life in the Wood had made him lax. Sliding the blade out and getting the grip right came as easily as Deirdre taught him all those moons ago. He touched his thumb to the edge. Still sharp. The little sheath slipped round his belt easily too. Akkhi beckoned him over when he came back topside even though he was clearly headed her way. The ship had gained fast in his moment of absence. “Not much longer, you goin’ te be alright?” He shrugged, “Got my knife and my spellery, and I ain’t fearful of usin’ either.” She nodded, grim. Akkhi had said ‘not much longer’, but it was short, tense, eternity before the ship finally got close enough for a look at who was on deck. “Gods be good, slavers.” Rakka’li didn’t know who’d said that, but he didn’t doubt it by the look of them. They looked every bit the part.

I'd be game for a linkshell, sure. The concept is too narrow to base an entire FC around though. EDIT: Of course, need more lore to go off of, but it is an interesting idea.

I would've thought they'd nerf them so that any group composition could go through, but who knows.

Like half my static. =/ Of course, after I helped them get several of their scrub friends a clear, but as soon as I mention getting my own competent friends who don't have a good group a clear they're quitting till Heavensward. Totallynotangryaboutthat.

If poetics were uncapped some unknown portion of people would quit until Heavensward. They want to keep that portion until then. I imagine that portion doesn't really come to this site or has an interest in roleplay.

So quit? I've been best in slot for a while on the only job I care to gear up, the only reason I haven't cancelled until then is because I'm making money for Heavensward. MMO interest is cyclical, it's fine to leave and return. Though in this case it really comes off as you being butthurt and wanting everyone here to know you're quitting due to poetics cap not being removed right now rather than your interest actually having diminished. Don't think anyone cares either way.

Surprised why has to even be answered. Heavensward is two months away, sure Final Coil is unlocked, but the drops are random and well... most people can't even clear the fights anyway, so it might as well not exist for them. If they unlocked poetics most players would finish getting their one or two mains to i130 then get bored and quit. They want that extra month of subs. They are here to make money after all.

I certainly hope not. T13 is easy enough what with 2 mechanics happening at once, at the most. T9 didn't, not sure why T13 would. Please nerf T11 though Christ almighty I hate that fight. Easy enough as a tank or DPS but as a healer it is hands down the hardest fight in the game. T11 is totes easy, why do you hate it? Uhhhhhhh no lol. T13 is a joke to heal. Literally every scrap of damage in that fight is 100% predictable unless someone really drops the ball. Honestly if my SCH buddy isn't dpsing half of the time during T13 I get a little mad, especially during divebombs phase. Turn 11 is ass because tethers are lame, I hate the stupid egg-fuck adds and the trash is the worst in the game. Uhhhh lol how about we try not to be condescending? My evaluation is relative to every other fight in the game, as everything is easy to me now that I know the fights. It has little flexibility as a WHM and mistakes are much more difficult to recover from. So yes it's easy now that we've learned the fight but it's still the hardest in the game for healers much the same way I think savage t7 is the hardest in the game for tanks. It is not a joke to heal. Show me your healer clear video and I'll show you mine.

I certainly hope not. T13 is easy enough what with 2 mechanics happening at once, at the most. T9 didn't, not sure why T13 would. Please nerf T11 though Christ almighty I hate that fight. Easy enough as a tank or DPS but as a healer it is hands down the hardest fight in the game. T11 is totes easy, why do you hate it?

Other games copying XIV is a good sign.

I bet if they do t13 won't get a nerf beyond echo.

Steps of Faith and Final Coil echo/nerfs maybe?

fKYiat0glCQ He tells it better than any text summary could.

The thing is that Miqo'te are by nature promiscuous and portrayed to be so by the game, with many, many Seekers being proud prostitutes or eager to slip in bed with your character. Keepers are more subtle but the lore states clearly that the idea of only having one lover is abhorrent to them. Promiscuity is lore when it comes to Miqo'te. This combined with them being.. well, they're cat-people. Cat girls/boys is one of the most popular kinks around, you're going to get that crowd along with the basic idea of cat-people. Personally, I had Rakka'li get around a LOT in roleplay (to the point of being so sick of it that I wrote a reason for him to be emotionally distraught over the idea of casual sex so that I could avoid it easily), because that's what I firmly believed he'd be inclined to do as a "typical Keeper male" in this mindset, and I can assure you that there's plenty of non-Miqo'te who ERP, plenty. I chose a Keeper male way back when we first got the lore because they were stated to be heavily matriarchal, and sound reasoning lead us to believe that promiscuity would be their tendency (it was a long time before we got proof, but mine, Rakka'sae's, and Myxie's conclusions hit the nail on the head) so I wanted to see what people would do with this very strange, very unusual culture. If not for that combination of assumed promiscuity and matriarchal tendencies I would've been a Duskwight.

Given the Doman situation and the Raen being close to the Domans I do not suspect it will be difficult to write a reason to be in Eorzea.

Manipulation IS social engineering, but I think we'd just be mincing words at this point.

That's a fair point, but I think the kind of person that would end up in that situation has a higher probability of not following this rule to start with: Though that doesn't make it their fault, it's still the assholes doing the social engineering fault.

How the hell does non-consensual ERP happen? Block, report. Done. wtf m8

It was on his third day out that Rakka’li finally got his “sea legs”. As it turned out Akkhi was one of three partners for a trading firm that ran goods to and from the Cieldas Southern Isles. She even had some ships sailing as far as what people were calling the “New World”, a place that Merlwyb Bloefhiswyn herself had discovered in the far western seas some sixteen years ago. It was a strange, wild place, crawling with Mamool Ja and abundant with resources that the Limsans were ever eager to trade for. Rakka’li loathed the thought of sailing that far for that long. Thankfully the Cieldas were much more reasonable. Though being on the ocean so far south made it hard to Hear the Wood, and he hated that. The constant nausea of his first few days and the crowded conditions of the ship weren’t helping, but what Akkhi was paying him more than made up for it. It was more money than he’d ever had, ever, and he didn’t really have to do that much work. Mend a hand crushed by a crate, see to scrapes and bruises, things like that. Although they did ask him to help with rigging and other small tasks, most of the time he was out of the way sleeping below deck during the day, or out and about in the quiet night above. If forced to be completely honest, Rakka’li didn’t hate seafaring totally. There was some excitement to it, even if the boat was crowded and stank. The nights were his and Akkhi’s, and they spent it reminiscing and talking while gazing at more stars than he had ever seen at once. It was during one of these talks that Akkhi asked about his having a kitten again. “So who’d you get a kitten on?” She eyed him, brushing the hair out of her face despite the wind’s insistence it cover her eyes. Rakka’li scowled, drawing back from how he’d been leaning to get a look at the moon’s reflection on the waves, he briefly considered changing the subject, but then huffed and relented. “She goes by Qhon, a city girl. Got a Wildwood husband. Don’t want me to see th’ girl.” “Not at all?” Akkhi frowned, turning to face him. “N’ at all. Her wildwood husband were seedless or something, and she wanted a dauhter m’ guessin’. I were just in th’ right place at th’ right time a few years back. Didn’t introduce herself so much as come out of th’ wood like some spirit and invite me te bed.” She laughed, “That’s how I did it to make Mahla. Though I didn’t tell him he couldn’t come around. He drops by with gifts now and then.” “Mm, it’s different with city-folk. Me commin’ around would be hard fer the husband I imagine. It’s fine, I ain’t think of it too much.” “You ever thought about finding a girl that wants you around?” She cast her gaze back to the sea, even though it was hard even for them to make out anything in the black. “I did, she were born with a bad heart though, no conjury or anythin’ could save her. Had some time together ‘afore she passed on.” She looked back, “I’m so sorry… what was her name?” “Kaahi Fahtra, she weren’t raised right among our people, but she wanted to learn…” he trailed off, gaze distant but not really looking at anything. “Pretty… so no others aside from her?” He shook his head. “Other lovers betimes, but I ain’t talk to many folk.” Akkhi scowled, “Surely ye have a friend ‘er two.” He shrugged, obviously picking his words carefully before continuing, “...honest word? Not really. I got right mean after Kaahi died, drove folks away. It’s m’ own doin’,” Rakka’li paused briefly before continuing, “mother used te say us males were only good n’ small doses. Holds true fer me.” She smirked, “Holds true for more than just ye.” Rakka’li returned the smirk, turning to face her with one elbow lazily supporting his weight on the railing, “Do got one, Fhen’wo. Goes by th’ name o’ Fate. Kind, older n’ me. Quiet. I were thinkin’ of going to see him after I went to see Rakka’sae.” Akkhi brightened, “We’ll go see Rakka’sae together, I’ll bring the girls.” That seemed to brighten him too, “M’ sure he’d like that.” “You can come around the house as often as you like too, as long as ye kept that mean of yours in check.” She chided gently, “The girls like ye.” Rakka’li’s face paled slightly as he recalled how tightly Rhun had hugged him and wailed before they boarded, the melodrama had been painful to endure. It was suddenly funny to him how he could be bold with women all night without fear, but the thought of his niece’s affection terrified him. “..long as Rhun calms down.” Akkhi rolled her eyes, “Thal’s balls I’ve never seen her have it so bad, I’ll talk to her when we get back.” His relieved expression belied the need for thanks, so he turned back to the sea, thinking of how happy Rakka’sae would be to see them all.

It's not that huge a deal, just seems poorly thought out to me. Especially considering how Yugiri felt the need to hide her face to avoid shocking people. If Auri had a presence in Eorzea she might not have felt so.