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That'd be awesome! Thanks so much. Stay in touch.

They consider it "cosmetic" still. There are some insurance plans that are starting to cover it, but only for certain plans. I have Aetna through my employer, but Aetna only covers transitional surgery if you're a college student on their high-premium student plan. x.x

[align=center][/align] [align=center]Click here to see the fundraiser![/align] Hello~ So, I know I'm relatively new here and it might be in poor taste to ask for help from strangers, but I need help! I am a transgendered man--meaning that I was born as a female but identify as a male. I first began presenting as a male in early 2009. Before that, I gave very little thought to my gender, aside from the times my family complained that I "dress like a boy" and should wear makeup and dress more feminine. At a young age, in fact, I protested when my family would call me "pretty," and in to my teens I loathed myself every time I tried to defy my own natural, comfortable aesthetic to please my parents and extended family with hyper-femininity. You may have heard me in mumble if you've ever been in the Intermission mumble, and might note that I sound like any other regular guy. This is because I began the hormone replacement stage of my transition a year ago, tomorrow. This has caused my voice to drop, and has stimulated facial hair growth, also affecting my muscle growth and fat distribution. It's amazing, encouraging process. For the most part, I pass as a male in public--but only when dressed in a way that disguises my chest. [align=center][/align] Top surgery is a hurdle. It is a very important step for me, and the only one that I feel I need right now. Not having top surgery has caused numerous issues for me. I use binders to try to flatten my chest, but because I have a cupsize somewhere between a high-C and a low-D, it is virtually impossible to flatten myself enough to appear to have a masculine chest. My binders are tight. I have been wearing them daily with some weekend exceptions for 4 years now, and I'm starting to develop back problems and shoulder aches. I am also sometimes short of breath. Binders are also an expense I have to splurge on regularly since they get stretched out and become even less effective over time. They also cause hygiene issues for me. As you can imagine, squashing your flesh against itself regularly is not good. I have experienced chafing, rashing, and acne. When trying to treat the acne, I've suffered painful dryness and scratchiness. It's hurting my skin overall. Since the only effective material is pretty rough, it also scratches and irritates the flesh on my back, and sometimes rolls and painfully pinches my hips. [align=center][/align] I was quoted $6,500 for doctor's fees, $2,000 - $4,000 for the operating room and anesthesia, and $500 for an overnight stay, which one can't really say is necessary or unnecessary until after the surgery, really. That's a total of $11,000. I set my fundraiser to $12,000 to cover the portion of funds that IndieGogo takes at the end of the 2-month drive. I have a decently paying entry-level job, but it's not the best. Catching up on missed bills and trying to fix my abysmal credit has made it impossible for me to put away money. At one point I was able to save $500, but had to tap in to it to catch up on bills later. I was only able to make that because I was working 60+ hours a week for a few weeks. If I don't make the goal, I will take what I've made and put it away in a new account in a different bank where I can't dig in to it in the event of a financial crisis. This is exclusively for my chest surgery, and nothing else. If I make the goal and the surgery is cheaper than anticipated, or I made more than my target goal, I will redistribute the extra money to similar fundraisers, and will not pocket any of it. My surgery will happen in Illinois. I will cover the expense of a hotel and travel costs on my own. I am very familiar with the area and know how to keep that affordable. [align=center][/align] There are incentives for donating, ranging from asking questions, to art, to sculpey figurines, to videos and websites. They cost more than a normal commission price because they are not necessarily commissions. They're just rewards for being so generous. I am still a ways away from actually starting a side business doing commissions. I'll probably start that in October or November. If you cannot donate, putting the word out there for me would help me immensely. The more people know about the fundraiser, the more likely it is I'll receive donations. This is to help me pass, and ultimately, to help me feel right in my own skin, which would vastly improve my quality of life and self-confidence. Thank you for reading this thread, and thank you in advance to those of you who intend to help out however you are able with incredible respect for your own personal needs and priorities, both financially and time-related. [align=center]Click here to see the fundraiser! [/align]

I voted Hyur. I like the design you picked out for him more as a Hyur than the one picked as a Miqo'. There are tons of Miqo's obviously (and I'm not saying that you shouldn't roll one for that reason), and a lot of us look the same. In Phase 3 I think I encountered maybe 2 or 3 Hyur males, and uncountable Miqo'tes. For that reason it's harder to stick out as a Miqo--if sticking out is what you're going for. [Warning: My unpopular point of view follows. Please skip if tempted to hijack the thread with another Miqo'te-related argument.] [End opinionated opinions.] But all that aside, do what you think you'll enjoy most. What fits the character you have planned? What do you find more pleasing to play? At the end of the day, it's not really about pleasing other people--just yourself. I actually would recommend making a list of pros and cons for both and weighing your options if it's still a difficult decision.

Hayyou.

I don't really understand the point to marriage in MMOs. It seems gimmicky more often than not.

:surprise: I wanna play ArcheAge. Teach me Korean! I am currently just playing single player games, mostly on the Vita (which means I am basically playing PSP games because Vita has no games lol). I am interested in The Repopulation, Black Desert, and Archeage though. We shall see what the future holds. So far I've learned how to mortally offend people, how to shorthandedly thank people, and how to say the words "why," "what," "stupid," and "tree!" Really coming in handy! Other than that I learned hangul in about 15 minutes using my own personally invented sexual pictographs. >.> Bearing in mind that when I studied Japanese, our teacher taught us to remember "ト" (to) as "a boy going to the toilet."

Good questions. I assure you that my question is really only something that's on the surface of developing this character. I've already brought Kaahi Faahtra in to the fray--a reinvention of my main character in FFXI, adjusted for FFXIV. I'm still working on her background, but I've thankfully been able to keep her name since it doesn't at all fall outside of the naming conventions of Keepers. That character's backstory is also similar in that she was adopted by an Elezen couple--one who loved her dearly, and the other who despised her, just as XI Kaahi's Elvaan foster parents were. Just like in XI as well, she became a thief at a rather young age after being cast out from her home following the death of her foster father. XIV Kaahi's hatred for Hyurs is the same as XI Kaahi's hatred for Humes, although XI Kaahi had reasoning in her backstory that I may completely drop and replace with something a little less sue-ish. The character I'm asking for is a character who's seen reinvention in other games as well. She would, most likely, be a Seeker rather than a Keeper. In other games I've changed her backstory quite a bit--including her name (and obviously race), but in XIV, I figure I can keep things a lot closer to how they were in XI. This RP character was a member of an island tribe of secluded Mithra (that didn't speak the common tongue) who were wiped out, single handedly, by an antagonistic Elvaan Dark Knight. The character was only a child when the Elvaan decided to spare her and instead keep her in his service, during which she developed a pretty impressive case of Stockholm. Her debut as an RP character began shortly before her eventual liberation. I'm exploring my options for this character in XIV, to keep her as true as possible to her original character in XI. The accent was something unique about her that I liked. If I do follow this character through, I'm still debating on whether or not to phoneticize her speech or to simply type in relatively choppy and flawed English with the occasional declaration of an accent in her emotes.

Aha, that was a very interesting read. Thanks for the reference. Is the continent of Eorzea considered fully explored? If not, I might be able to roll with a fringe tribe that wasn't exposed to any outside influence for... many many hundreds of years. >.>

I have a quick question about languages in the realm of Eorzea. Bear in mind that I never set finger on 1.0, and I only started playing XIV as early as the start of Phase 3. I have very little in the way of exposure, so I apologize if this is a really stupid or obvious question: Are there other spoken/written languages in Eorzea other than the presumed common tongue? I wanted to know because I may or may not have succumb entirely to my terrible predisposition towards altitis, and am potentially considering introducing one of my alts from FFXI in to the FFXIV universe, with a very similar story to her FFXI incarnation. One of the things that I liked about this character was the fact that she spoke with an accent due to her (intensely isolated) tribe speaking another tongue. I suspect I'm probably not out of bounds to roll with the idea anyway, especially if the tribe is really very isolated, but I wanted to poke around and see if there are any references to other languages being spoken in the game's environment.

I think it would make more sense to assume that said character is really a Keeper, but has a Seeker name--not that it's a Seeker who just happens to have all of the genetic traits of a Keeper. Being of mixed heritage there is plausible too. In all likelihood, it's probably a development oversight, but who knows.

I think that it would be best to change the character's name to suit Keeper traditions if you're wanting to change that character to be a Keeper rather than a Seeker. Or, you could just remain a Seeker and still feel a greater affinity for the moon than the sun. Just because your character feels closer to the moon doesn't mean their heritage needs to change. Just as real human beings are generally diurnal, there are some insomniacs among us, even though some of our ancestors really worshiped the sun. You could be a bit of a rebel among diurnal folks, as a Seeker who cares more for night than day. I do not agree with the idea of making a Keeper avatar with warm-toned skin and calling it a Seeker, though. Skin color is not all that distinguishes a Keeper from a Seeker. Keepers have fangs, round pupils, larger ears, and longer, skinnier tails. Seekers have vertical slits for pupils, smaller ears, shorter tails, and no fangs. If you're going to be a Keeper, be a Keeper. If you're going to roll a Keeper but call it a Seeker... well, please don't. >.>

You might know Rakka'sae Kuhn from... Gridania; Doing petty work and occasionally begging alongside his twin brother for money, shortly after the Calamity. Ul'dah; Doing more petty work to survive. The mute whose brother was making money in shadier ways for a time. Frequenting the taverns wherever his work takes him. You might know Kaahi Faahtra from... Ul'dah; She may have picked your pocket... Causing a scene just about anywhere she goes. Prior to the Calamity, the sole Miqo'te (and a child) in a small desert merchant town mostly comprised of Elezen traders who had originally come from Gridania.

I play hand drums. Primarily the dumbek/darbuka. I have two of my own, and also have a wooden djembe, though it uses wood panels instead of being a clean carve. All my drums have synthetic heads.

Straaaaange. Nope, no Aion videos sadly! But I was Kaiten, an elyos assassin on Lumiel, then Excen (elyos sorcerer) on Israphel. Excen, Excen... Tempus Irae?

Hm! That's interesting. I'm already subscribed to you on YouTube. Who were you in Aion? I assume you must have made an Aion video at some point if I subbed. Hrn~ And welcome to the RPC.

I think that actually puts you in the majority. I've seen way more city-dwelling Miqo'te males than traditional tribal males, both among Seekers and Keepers. I'm of the opinion that a lot of this is happening in some sort of off-screen or behind the curtain manner. For example, if you go outside Ul'dah, there's a single farm, whereas outside Limsa, there's quite a few farms and orchards. Is one farm supporting the entire populace of Ul'dah? Probably not. The vast majority of populations for all these races are never seen, because a truly realistic world would be too expansive to be captured in the game. The major cities, however, need that sort of description. You misunderstand. I'm not talking about NPCs nor the environment. I'm talking about PCs. I think a vast majority of roleplayers who play male Miqo'te do not roleplay tribal or traditional characters. Ryu' said that he feels hes in the "small percentage" of characters who don't understand or identify with traditional Miqo'te cultures. I'm arguing that characters like that are not a "small percentage," but instead a vast majority. Those who play traditional male Miqo'te characters, I feel, are in the minority. Especially Seeker males.

I think that actually puts you in the majority. I've seen way more city-dwelling Miqo'te males than traditional tribal males, both among Seekers and Keepers.

This section, I'd like to discuss! You have sound reasoning, but I think that you left out one big detail about the difference between Keepers and Seekers that could have completely altered your conclusion. Personally, I think the divergence happened much longer ago than you assume. My reasoning is this: Physical mutations. Keepers have sharp, pointed canines, large eyes that do not turn to "slits" in the light, and generally cooler skintones which... in other MMOs, has served as the aesthetic consequence of a lack of exposure to the sun. They also have larger ears and longer tails than their Seeker cousins. Seekers have slits for eyes that don't expand in the dark, no fangs at all, and warmer skin tones. I think they key difference lies in diet and hunting routine. One subspecies is nocturnal, the other is diurnal. One probably eats more meats than the other. The other might eat more vegetation than the former. This all suggests to me that cultural views on mating came well after their "evolution." I think that's another flaw with assuming that the divergence happened not long ago. Even small mutations like this would take much longer to evolve and become distinct. Their mating structures are, I believe, simply a consequence of their nature. They naturally produce less males, therefore, they need to have developed customs, beliefs, or routines that ensure they are able to propagate their species and that their genetic material survives. I think the customs came after the natural order of things simply took its most logical course. Commitment to a single mate is even fairly recent in real-life human societies. Our ancestors were more than likely enjoying the company of the opposite sex in the same way a vast majority of the animal kingdom does--hit it and leave it. The split could have evolved naturally, or it could have been influenced by their gods, because the existence of gods in Eorzea is objectively observable as far as I've gathered. I don't think it had much to do with sexual selection as much as it had to do with all facets of natural selection, however. Male Miqo'te do all have some markings on their faces that females sometimes lack, which you could consider a "flamboyancy" in the same way that human men having beards could be.

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I don't think any of this is too far-fetched, personally. It's pretty much in alignment with what I've assumed given what little lore Keepers have, at least. What Li and I have done is essentially created a subculture based on scraps of lore and some anthropological assumptions. In the event that contradictory lore comes out, there are some things that we'll dismiss as being exclusive to the tribe our two Keeper brothers belonged to. We have spoken about the risk of inbreeding, and how it's probably nothing the tribe considers taboo unless two children born to the same mother are involved. The father is nearly disregarded, by our assumptions. I also was keeping the Adem from the Kingkiller Chronicles in mind, who don't actually believe that sex is what leads to pregnancy, thus they totally disregard the male contribution to childbirth. Keepers, I assume, would know that sex is what leads to pregnancy, of course, but the male role in reproduction, I think, would be almost totally disregarded from a social and cultural standpoint. For instance, Rakka was a female Keeper who had eleven children, all by one mate because she dearly loved him. Even though she loved him, we're thinking he was nomadic and still did his duty to mate with other women who chose him as a mate (which I doubt he really complained about -ahem-). All of the Rakka children share the same father, but that might not be the case with other families where the women don't care to select the same lover over and over again. The Mosuo in China have a similar practice. They have "walking marriages" where the woman can invite men in to her bed for the night but he must leave by the morning. If she likes him, she might call after only him. If she doesn't, she'll probably call after other men. The head of the household is always a woman. I feel like Keeper lines would be traced to the mother only. So, if Rakka's children had half-siblings by their father in the tribe, they would be eligible mates because they don't share a mother, and the mother is all that matters when tracing your line. Half-siblings from your mother would be totally off limits, because they are to be acknowledged as your sister or brother, where your father's children aren't considered relatives at all. That's my assumption anyway. Thanks for putting so much effort in to a post like this. I think, even if people find certain points of your post arguable, it's a good foundation that could be used by other players and altered to their own liking.

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The First Two I. The Arrow in the Buck The beast lay on the forest floor, writhing helplessly as blood poured from an arrow wound, breath labored. It was a young buck, its fledgling antlers barely twigs upon its brow. Its dark eyes were wide, unfocused, fearful, and tired, both fighting and accepting death in its own primitive way. The Miqo'te huntress approached it, long braid touching the ground when she knelt beside the poor beast. She placed her hand upon its snout, bowing her head in respect. The creature huffed, eyes closing half-way, relaxing under the calming touch of the huntress that seemed to radiate with finality. When she was certain it was in a more peaceful state, her blade flashed across its throat. It was quick, clean, and precise. The young beast would no longer suffer. She slowly rose, not turning towards the two grey-skinned Keeper boys standing at some length behind her. "My conjury could do nothing fer the beast. Its death--yer carelessness--upset the natural balance," she said evenly, turning her head to the side as she spoke with no hint of emotion in her flat, listless voice. In the pale moonlight, it would have been apparent even to other races beyond just the Keepers of the Moon that her expression was as stoney as her tone of voice. After a lingering silence, she turned fully to the boys, approaching them in a graceful stride. Before the elder of the two, she halted. He couldn't have been more than fifteen. The boy beside him was two thirds his age and trembling, eyes stuck to the ground rather than chancing to look his mother in the eye, where his brother bravely maintained his. The older boy held a bow in his hand, and his quiver lay on the ground with only one arrow left. The younger was unarmed. There was another tense silence as the huntress, Rakka, stared coolly down at the brave bowman. Without a word, she struck him hard across the cheek, causing him to stumble back. The boy held his burning cheek, while his little brother choked back a startled sob. "I am ashamed that ye bear my name, this day," the woman said, icily. "I taught ye better 'n this." He lowered his hand and bowed his head. "I will repent, mother," he said solemnly. Rakka looked him over again, still cool. "Ye can try," she replied after another lasting pause, before turning to the younger boy. "Rakka'to. To me." Without a second thought, the ten year old boy, Rakka'to, moved to his mother's side, still unable to look at her, much less his older brother. He was still trembling, terrified. She touched Rakka'to's shoulder, turning him in the direction of the tribesground. She turned her back on the older boy, speaking lowly. "Come. It's time te answer fer what ye've done, Rakka'a." Rakka'a bowed his head, following his mother and brother at a respectable distance. Rakka'to cast a worried glance over his shoulder to his sibling, heart hammering at his chest, for he was distraught. It was his guilt that was eating away at him, and making his chest ache. He knew what punishment his brother would endure, and he knew that Rakka'a was innocent. The trouble was, Rakka'to himself was not, and he was a coward where his brother was brave enough to claim fault to spare him the whip. [align=center]________________[/align] In its own way, their arrival back on the tribesground was symbolic. Seeing Rakka'to at Rakka's side, and Rakka'a following obediently, the tribe could discern immediately that the older boy was in trouble, and the younger was under the protection of his mother. Her presence alone often drew the attention of the other tribeswomen. While she wasn't the chieftainess, she was arguably one of the best hunters in the wood, and she had gained her prestige at a relatively young age. She was still relatively young, having bore her first son when she was scarcely seventeen--and he had not been her first child. The first person to approach was a teenaged girl--Rakka's firstborn daughter. She looked to Rakka'a, who still maintained a proud dignity, then to Rakka'to who was yet meek as a mouse, and finally to her mother. "What happened?" Rakka didn't answer, instead turning her head towards Rakka'a, not deigning to actually look at him. Though she seemed calm and stoic as ever, her eldest daughter knew better than to assume she was feeling at all even remotely calm. There were little signs in her mother's body language that told the girl that she was quite livid. The young girl's gaze slid to meet her brother's brave stare. "I poached," he said in a tone not unlike his mother's that conveyed no emotion. The girl blanched. "On purpose?" "No," he answered simply. She looked relieved for a moment, but her mother's lips thinned ever so slightly. "Carelessness," Rakka began, "is no excuse." She touched Rakka'to's shoulder again, urging him toward his older sister. "Where're the boys, Akkhi?" "Sleepin', I think," Akkhi replied, taking Rakka'to's hand when he joined her. "In the middle of the night?" Rakka questioned. "Wake 'em, or they'll be wide awake well past the risin' of the sun. When they awake, I want 'em te see our clan's justice done." Akkhi blanched again, but didn't argue. She gave Rakka'a a pitiable look, before tugging on Rakka'to's hand and dragging him off. Rakka advanced further in to the settlement, speaking in a low, formal tone with other huntresses, and eventually the chieftainess. [align=center]________________[/align] Within moments, the tribe was abuzz with the news of the boy's fault, and they began to prepare for ritual punishment. Preparations took nearly an hour. The participants adorned their paint and jewelry, and stripped Rakka'a of his shirt, binding his hands and forcing him to kneel after he too had been painted. All the while, he maintained his courageous demeanor. He did not challenge the tribe or its justice, neither did he simper and plead. He simply kept his dignity, even as he was forced to kneel at the center of a gathered ring of his tribespeople. Akkhi was within his line of sight, along with the still terribly guilty-looking Rakka'to, and joined by two sleepy, identical, four-year-old boys who shared the Kuhn clan's coloration. The two younglings were the last of Rakka's children born. Everyone had fallen silent, knowing what was to follow, but the two little boys seemed confused. "What's wong wif Ah-Ah?" "Why's Ah-Ah dewe?" they both whined, only to be sharply hushed by Akkhi and Rakka'to. They were surrounded by their own Kuhn kinsmen, most of Rakka's daughters sitting in front of their mother as she looked on upon her soon-to-be-punished son with a stony gaze. Behind the kneeling and top-bare Rakka'a, stood the chieftainess wearing a fearsome wooden mask adorned with feathers and paint. It was carved in the likeness of a predator cat, jaw open and snarling, with terrible fangs. In her right hand rested a short brown whip of leather. Her voice was muffled by the mask, but resonated with her power and influence. "Rakka'a Kuhn," she pronounced carefully. "Ye're accused of poaching a young buck. What plead ye?" "Guilty," he replied simply, voice strong enough to be heard by all of those gathered. There were hushed murmurs and gasps, largely of disapproval. "So be it," said the chieftainess. "First, I sentence ye te five lashes." Her hand raised, displaying the whip for all to see. It wasn't long, so it wouldn't do any real lasting damage, but it was a firm whip, and was sure to sting and leave the skin red. She didn't prolong the punishment unnecessarily. All five lashes happened in quick succession. A's fearless demeanor broke with the first lashing, and he cried out for the first three, voice breaking, clenching his teeth hard for the last two. The whipping couldn't have lasted more than ten seconds, but in that time, Rakka'a heard the wailing of his two youngest brothers, joined by his younger sister, who was barely a year older than the twins. He trembled with pain by the time the whipping was finished, back red and lightly bleeding. With effort, he straightened his back and looked upon his family, trying to regain his dignity, piece by piece. "Second, I revoke yer hunting rights until yer sixteenth cycle," boomed the chieftainess. Rakka'a was an astounding hunter. He'd been mentored by the best--his mother. Hunting was his life. Though he would turn sixteen in just under half of a year, he was clearly devastated by that ruling. He half expected it, but had been holding out hope that he would be forgiven for what he claimed was his first accidental transgression. Of course, he wouldn't tell the truth--that it had been Rakka'to who knowingly shot the buck, rather than Rakka'a having accidentally shot it. He was entirely too skilled to make such a mistake, but he was young. It was a believable lie. "Third, I revoke yer role as a mentor, permanently," said the chieftainess. That, he clearly had not expected, eyes going wide. He looked to Rakka'to in disbelief, and Rakka'to began to weep. Rakka'a had been mentoring his younger brother when the buck died. It was foolish to give the younger boy his bow and quiver, but Rakka'a himself had been even younger than his ten year old brother when he'd shot his first arrow at a live animal. He didn't expect him not to listen when he warned him not to shoot the buck. Now he'd lost the chance to instruct him in the future, and get him back on the right track. Forever. Though he felt some resentment at his circumstances, he loved Rakka'to dearly. He lost his rights to train him, but at least Rakka'to hadn't suffered the consequences. He would have suffered just as many lashes and likely been barred from hunting until he was at least thirteen. Rakka'a hung his head, tired and downtrodden. At the very least, his sacrifice was worthwhile. He could be proud of that when he rose the next evening and watched his hunting party depart without him. The chieftainess pulled him to his feet, startling him out of his maudlin stupor. Her grip was both firm and gentle. He knew that she didn't mean him any harm, but the tribe's justice had to be done. He turned and bowed formally to her. "It is done," she said to him. "Go pray and bathe, brother." He bowed again, then made his way to the Kuhns. His mother turned away, still livid, and left. "The buck's death won't be in vain. They're skinning it now." Akkhi smiled up at him kindly, sympathetic. One of the young twins was in her arms, still recovering from his wailing, and the other was just fine, playing skip-o'er-the-tail behind her. Their five year old sister was sitting obediently by Akkhi's side. "She'll recover. She just needs time." "I know it," Rakka'a said. He was never much to speak overmuch, but Akkhi seemed to understand more than he let on. "After ye bathe, come te me and let me look at yer back. Can't have cuts and bruises slowin' ye down with yer activities with Kyara Ora." He flushed, only knocked out of his embarrassment when the twin that had been in Akkhi's lap came to cling on to Rakka'a's leg. He smiled and reached down to muss the kitten's hair. "Didn't think ye knew about that," he said to Akkhi. Akkhi laughed. "She's a talkative one, that." "Right talkative in bed, te," he commended, grinning slightly. "Now look who's - YEOW!" She coiled, whirling to face the little boy who had just lost his game of skip-o'er-the-tail, having landed right on it. She picked him up, much to his dislike. The little girl, still ever present by her eldest sister's side, set to petting the tail her little brother had so rudely jumped on, and Akkhi sighed. "Ye'll make a fine mother someday," Rakka'a said. Akkhi shrugged a shoulder. "And ye'll make a fine uncle, soon enough. I just hope I'm not as 'blessed' as mother was with your like. Little monsters, you boys are," she said, half to Rakka'a, and half to the boy she was now dangling by his shoulders in front of her. "Which one are ye?" "Sae," said the guilty little boy. "Nooo," the other one cried in reply, looking back to the troublesome twin, then up at Rakka'a, sparing the effort to let out a forced, soft sob. His distressed expression was urging him to intervene, but the teenaged Keeper boy only showed him a helpless shrug. Akkhi looked from the one in her arms, to the one wrapped around Rakka'a's leg. She smirked, turning her attention back to the boy she was holding, giving him a shake. "Don't you lie, little Li." Rakka'li bubbled with laughter, his trick exposed. He kicked his feet until Akkhi put him down. Rakka'a gently pulled the other boy off of him, lifting him and setting him down next to their toddler sister, Hanah Kuhn. Face not betraying how badly the motion he'd just gone through stung his back, he stood tall. "I should get," he said blandly. "Don't forget to pray," Akkhi said. Rakka'a nodded, reaching down to tweak Rakka'li's ear to distract him from whatever mischief he was planning for Rakka'sae and Hanah. The distraction seemed to work as 'Li ducked and swatted at his hand. The teenager laughed and captured the little boy's wrist, lifting him off the ground and dumping him in Akkhi's lap, who promptly wrapped her arms around him to keep him still. "Keep ye," he said in a casual departing greeting, starting off for the springs--a good bath and a good pray.

I can help out as far as taking people's resources and dropping them on the Wiki in an organized and articulate manner. I don't have a lot of quest caps from the beta, and I didn't play 1.0, so I have nothing to contribute there. What I do have is a few years of experience managing another RP community's wiki, at times completely by myself. For that game, I was thought of as a "lore guru" because I do tend to latch on to the little details. I'm totally new to FFXIV lore, but I've already been picking up on little things that some tend to miss. Typing it out also helps me to memorize things and put them together.

Same here (obviously. Can't have the twins separated, after all). I enjoyed my time in Phase 3 on Gilgamesh, but that's largely due to the people I played with--not a single one of them staying on Gilgamesh beyond the non-RP Free Company I joined. I already have IC ties with people, new and Legacy alike, who will be playing on Balmung. Wouldn't make sense not to go there.