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» FFXIV OC by @s-lycopersicum.bsky.social
It was her way to avow that newfound bond with the shroud. She would carry the plumed crook for many years to come, and through challenges she could never have imagined facing. When holding it, she would remember the rustling of the leaves, and those gentle days in the shade.
It was her way to avow that newfound bond with the shroud. She would carry the plumed crook for many years to come, and through challenges she could never have imagined facing. When holding it, she would remember the rustling of the leaves, and those gentle days in the shade.
One day, with guidance from Brother E-Sumi-Yan, dhe gathered a large maple branch from the Jadeite Thick, and picked a handful of feathers she found scattered under Everschade. Following the enigmatic instructions of Timbermaster Beatin, she began fashioning her own cane.
One day, with guidance from Brother E-Sumi-Yan, dhe gathered a large maple branch from the Jadeite Thick, and picked a handful of feathers she found scattered under Everschade. Following the enigmatic instructions of Timbermaster Beatin, she began fashioning her own cane.
In her unease, she turned to the Botanists' Guild. Under the guidance of Guildmaster Fufucha, she studied that new environment diligently. Bit by bit, she learned about the blessings it gives and the care that must be given back to it. Eventually, she no longer felt a stranger to the shroud.
In her unease, she turned to the Botanists' Guild. Under the guidance of Guildmaster Fufucha, she studied that new environment diligently. Bit by bit, she learned about the blessings it gives and the care that must be given back to it. Eventually, she no longer felt a stranger to the shroud.
Having grown up on the coast of Vylbrand, the forest felt unfamiliar to her. To become a conjurer was to embrace the nature that surrounded her, but in that place she could feel like nothing more than an outsider.
Having grown up on the coast of Vylbrand, the forest felt unfamiliar to her. To become a conjurer was to embrace the nature that surrounded her, but in that place she could feel like nothing more than an outsider.