open post (march 2018)

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songbirds! songbirds! In honor of the newly-opened FFXIV RP Discord server, here's an open post for all you DWRPers to post characters, mingle, and tag each other! Seriously, post whatever you want. Empty toplevels? Open starters? Starters closed to specific people? It's all good — just enjoy!

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x'rhun tia | snappy dresser, red mage sensei

[verflair]

[ Post-Stormblood and post-RDM questline by default, let me know if you want something different. Otherwise, come at me! ]

[bloodbrine]

Why, Master X'rhun. I see you've found your hat.

[ The lazy teasing just never stops, does it? Sorry catdad. ]

[verflair]

[ Don't be sorry, he loves it. ]

That I have. Would you believe it was pilfered by a pirate?

[bloodbrine]

A pirate, you say? How very unusual.

[ The only clue that she's being sarcastic is the slightest upward curve at the corner of her mouth. Merlwyb's got her poker face LOCKED DOWN. Crossed arms and all. ]

'Tis rare indeed such a brigand might be roaming overland.

[verflair]

[ He likes to think he knows Merlwyb well enough at this point to know when she's joking, despite the poker face. ]

Very unusual indeed, but never fear! I've every intention of bringing this bandit to justice.

[bloodbrine]

Mayhap you ought to consider posting a bounty.

[ Now she deigns to let her smile widen a little, still subtle enough to be overlooked by anyone not watching for it. ]

Twelve only knows what else they may pillage, should the opportunity arise.

[verflair]

No, no. I have it well in hand, trust me.

You see, I've thought to lay a trap.

[bloodbrine]

Ah, quite clever of you. What trap may that be?

[verflair]

Oh, fine dinner. Fine wine. Mayhap a bit of privacy and a distinct lack of paperwork.

[bloodbrine]

Diabolical. I like it.

[ She'll be there, naturally. Dinner and wine with her favourite duelist is worth springing the trap. ]

[verflair]

I thought is was rather clever, myself. I have set the trap to spring at, oh – [ a pause, as he considers the time. ] Seven, mayhap?

[bloodbrine]

'Tis certain your quarry will attend. Worry not.

[ As soon as she's done with requisitions for the shipyard, of course. ]

[wanderinglost]

[Ibakha Wanderer is many things. Dotharl, traveler, Warrior of Light, savior of Hydaelyn, kind of a jerk. But more than anything else, she is a free spirit, and she cannot let anything tie her down. Which means, when she incurs a debt, she will be damn sure to repay it.

And, well. X'rhun had helped her out a lot. He had taught her the basics of red magic, the basics of Eorzean language, and generally saved her butt after her incident in Ul'dah... Up until she just up and wandered away one day, unable to keep her wanderlust in check. She had to repay him somehow.

... Unfortunately, Ibakha was also... not quite as civilized as some other people, on account of spending most of her time in the wilderness. So when she thought of how to repay him?

Well, there's a Xaela woman approaching X'rhun, carrying a sack that definitely has some blood splattered on it.]

It has been a long time, X'rhun.

[verflair]

[ X’rhun Tia goes a lot of places, he sees a lot of people, and he endeavors to remember them all. He keeps an extensive library of faces and names tucked away in his head, should their paths cross again, but even if he did not… Ibakha is hard to forget.

He took no offense at the way she had wandered out of his life; he was a pilgrim himself, and he understood the need to keep moving. To have her suddenly reappear now is a surprise – a pleasant one, if the sight of the blood spattered across her cargo was not at least somewhat worrying. Ah, he can address that later. ]

That it has, my dear. ‘Tis good to see you well.

[wanderinglost]

[She smiles, though it's a bit... off. Like she has to remember how. Or at least, she has to remember how to smile in a way that isn't taunting.]

I have you and your lessons to thank for that.

[verflair]

[ Ah, yes. He recalls how Ibakha can be a little… rough around the edges. A wonderer her whole life, if he remembers right, to the point of very little social interaction.

It’s a good thing he’s not really one to stare. ]

Think nothing of it. I couldn’t have very well left you as I found you, now could I?

But, what have you there?

[ Please don’t be something terrifying. ]

[wanderinglost]

You could have. The rest of Ul'dah did.

[She does not like Ul'dah. At all.

But that said, she holds out the bag, and then tosses it to him.]

Kojin totems. They trade them for weapons in Rhalgr's Reach. It is... repayment.

[that makes the blood probably a bit more worrying, doesn't it?]

[verflair]

[ Ah... ]

Beg pardon, my dear. I don't mean to belittle this gift of yours, and I am truly grateful but, there is blood on this sack... why?

[wanderinglost]

[She tilts her head in confusion.]

The totems are the Kojin's offerings to their primal. Of course they did not let them go willingly.

[verflair]

Ibahka... [ he just. heaves a sigh. A very long-suffering sigh ] You know you needn't go to such lengths for me, really.

[wanderinglost]

I repay my debts, X'rhun.

[so yes she did]

[verflair]

[ He sighs again, though this one is a bit more… fond than truly exasperated. ]

Sit with me a moment, would you?

[ Because I just decided we’re in like a tavern or something. ]

[wanderinglost]

[THAT'S FAIR. and she does indeed sit.]

But for a moment, then.

[seasoflight]

Felih can't help but purr in his intrigue at the sight of the man, still curious and wondering more about him after the introduction he'd gotten.

"So you're the one who so finely instructed Alisaie in the ways of red magic, am I right?" he asks, tail swaying in its friendly way as he approaches, before he looks X'rhun's attire up and down. "And such fine taste of garb as well. I suppose the weavers have a ball outfitting you! You must make a fine model."

Being a weaver himself, he knows fine clothes when he sees them.

[dragoonrouge]

Q'uila had just been out for a causal stroll when she caught sight of a very familiar shade of red from the corner of her eye. Whirling around her face broke into a broad grin.

"X'rhun!" She waves enthusiastically before jogging over, offering out her hand. "Well met Master! I can't believe I had the luck to spot you. How have you been?"