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A FFXIV RP between @Ninian as Emet-Selch and @Amaterasu as the Warrior of Light, Lumina.
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The Rak'tika Greatwood. A beautiful forest housing those who want for shelter from the blinding light that plagued the first. Deep within the forest dwelled staunch defenders—those who would protect the interests of ancient Ronka. Those who trespass on this sacred ground were met with swift elimination.

All but one man.

Resting quietly under one of the forests large trees was none other than Emperor of Garlemald revealed Ascian. Arms behind his head, a small smile twisted his lips as he enjoyed his respite in the shade. However his nap was short-lived, as he heard a feminine voice call out.

"You. On your feet."

Bleary-eyed, the man began to pick yourself up, raising his arms up in the process, "Well, well, well...." Yawning compulsively, the man moved to cover his mouth when one of the women raised their weapon at him. Raising his arm up once more, he beamed, "If it isn’t the fabled Viis. The staunch defenders of Ronka! What an absolute honor it is to finally meet you! You know, they say that the Viis shoot first and—"

A lance made of ice fired dangerously close to the Ascian's head, plowing into the bark behind him. The one holding the threatening weapon was a youthful-looking Viis, shorter than most, with locks of red tied into a ponytail.

Spitting, the other woman spoke, pro-offering her spear to point it at his head, "Do men always drivel on like this, or is it just you?"

Smirking, the tired man retorted, "You'll be relieved to know that I am unique."

The purple-haired Viis was clearly agitated, throwing out her spear-less arm, "Enough! How were you able to sneak past our patrol? Outsiders are forbidden from entering or even gazing upon the ruins!"

Shrugging, the man finally put down his arms, "You aren't asking the right questions. Perhaps an introduction is in order?" Not waiting for a response, he continued, "I am Emet-Selch, and I believe you have met my acquaintances. The Allies of Ronka I believe you called them?"

Frowning, the red-head glared daggers into him, before offering her remark, "And why should I believe you?"

Looking almost offended, the man's eyes widened, "Why don't you ask them yourselves? They surely can attest to the credibility of my story."

Rolling her eyes, the purple-haired Viis put away her lance and gestured for him to follow, "Fine. Follow me, but if you try anything, it will be the last thing you do. Am I making myself clear?"

Sighing, he began to follow along, "Crystal."

Now within Fanow, the pair of Viis escorted Emet-Selch to his supposed companions. The entire way, the man couldn't help but look over his shoulder in worry, as the woman guided him in such a way that made him feel less than welcome. Finally within view of the Scions the man's eyes fell downcast.

"Oh, look who it is." The gunbreaker's gaze bore into the Ascian, disdain clear in his voice.

"Well... this is embarrassing. In my defense, they are surprisingly tenacious."

The purple-haired woman behind him seemed unamused, but the other appeared quite proud of herself.

"So—what trouble have you gotten yourselves into this time?"
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"She is alive. She is alive, damn you!" Droplets of tears ran down the well-built Ronso's face; none could utter a single word of reassurance. Each one of them deep down wanted to believe the same, but seeing the endless abyss with their own eyes was proof enough to assume anyone who even made it to the bottom in one piece would've met their demise.

"Forgive me for interrupting, but our scouts have apprehended an intruder.", a sudden voice broke the grieving silence. What followed was definitely not an interruption the Scions welcomed, especially at the current atmosphere. The Warrior of Light barely spared the Ascian a glance, merely giving a small sigh in response at his ever sarcastic behavior.

"So—what trouble have you gotten yourselves into this time?"

People present at the venue all turned to face the Mi'qote, Lumina, for an explanation of the situation. While it didn't feel it to be a necessity to inform the immortal being of their every move, the dancer obliged to answer his inquiry. Retelling the events from the time after he 'conveniently' vanished in front of The Night's Blessed, to their current predicament had taken some time but finally, she ended with, "Y'shtola, she... She entrusted me the antidote to save her comrades but... I could've reached for her, had I reacted sooner..."

Clenching her fist in utter regret, the Warrior of Light fell silent once more with her gaze upon the bottle of antidote in her hand. Though anyone who fell into the pit would definitely face death, there was something about the sudden gust of wind that bothered her...
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Hidden 3 days ago 3 days ago Post by Ninian
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“Well, well. What an intriguing turn of events.” Though sincere, the man’s tone was solemn, and considerably less flamboyant than their previous encounters. Looking to the Miqo’te, his brows furrowed, “My condolences, by the way. ‘Tis never easy to lose the ones we love.”

His gesture was halted when he caught sight of the gun breaker, Thancred’s murderous glare. Offering a hand in gesture, he responded, “Well she is dead, isn’t she? Wishing it were otherwise will not make it so.”

The blonde-haired man responded with anger and frustration, “That you should be indifferent to her loss is no surprise. But to us, she was a friend. The best of friends.”

The sorrowful words of regret from Lumina caused Emet-Selch to wilt some. “Come now, my dear. One cannot change the follies of the past. Perhaps you could have saved her, but think for just a moment. She sacrificed herself so that countless others might live. Is that not a noble death?” Frowning some, he continued, “Moreover, no one is perfect. Not even the vaunted Hero of the Source. You did the best that you could with the knowledge of your present situation.”
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