in the cover of the night
Since the last one was so popular, here's a brand-new open post for all of you 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!
If you feel like you need a couple of prompts to get started, though, consider any one (or a combination) of the following:
FITS: EVERYONE. No matter who you are or where you are or what you're doing, your clothes have suddenly — poof! — transformed into the Gold Saucer bunny uniform! Because now EVERYONE can wear it... EVERYONE.
PLEASE USE THE AUTO-TRANSLATE FUNCTION. You have the sudden urge to shout a phrase from the auto-translate dictionary at the nearest person! This can be a whole phrase or any combination of phrases. What are you going to yell? "We're chewing the fat"? "I seem to have misplaced my keyboard"? "Miqo'te" "rear"?!
THE CURSED SWORD. A shifty merchant sold you a remarkably beautiful Far Eastern katana for an absolute pittance — with just one catch: now that it's been in your possession for a few bells, the sword keeps whispering in your mind, telling you to
kill... kill... find stronger prey... hunt... The katana cannot be destroyed or abandoned; it is impervious to assault and any attempt to leave it by the wayside will simply find it in your belongings once more. Will your character succumb to its mystical influence? Find a new owner for it? Try to exorcise the evil spirit lurking within?
As always, tag out and have fun!
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the merchant was transporting ancient artifacts excavated from some site in eastern thanalan when he was set upon by a pack of thieves. by his account, the men and women that robbed him are a sophisticated group of bandits who style themselves "thaliak's bearers" for their purported tendency to only sell their stolen goods to scholars who will use the relics for research purposes.
really, alfeoux feels a bit bad — in his mind, thaliak's bearers are doing the world a sort of service by sparing these artifacts from rotting further in some ul'dahn socialite's useless collection — but if the promised reward of 3,200 gil per person is to be believed, the job pays too well to pass up. naturally, alfeoux and viarault sign up for the expedition posthaste. the petitioner, however, had his doubts about hiring two elezen mages for the job — he claimed that he wanted steel, or at least some sort of physical fighter in the group.
it's his money to spend, of course, so alfeoux doesn't protest. still, when alaqa saunters up at their prescheduled meeting point, the elezen mage cannot help but quirk a brow.]
Really? This... boy is to be our hired steel?
[...at least he's not confused on the point of gender.]