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Noctis Lucis Caelum ([personal profile] carbungle) wrote2025-09-05 12:18 pm
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-08-13 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
Aether is just energy, and arcanima directs and shapes that energy into what you need. If the energy of your enchantment comes in contact with the flask upon activation, a geometry should in theory have an effect. Alternatively I could stuff a portion of my aether in a geometry and see if that boosts the power.

My scales are something between bone and fingernail in structure. I don't find it creepy. Au Ra scales are very durable, and traditionally are used for reinforcing things. Personally I make daggers and jewelry from mine. I actually made a dagger for Somnus, and saw him teleport using it. It was cool.

If you can find out the materials and shape of the flasks, along with any other requirements, I can make a few fairly easily.

If you or Dad want to try using my scales for anything you are always welcome to ask. I have more than enough to share.


I didn't really have much time. My life has always been spent keeping busy. Someone always needs the Warrior of Light. There is always a war, or a Primal, or looming calamity. Spare moments were always spent training. I would feel guilty if ever I was idle.

'There is no rest for the righteous.'

I'm used to traveling between nations and continents and worlds on a whim. When I think of how trapped I am here it makes me feel like I'm dying. It is a very slow and unproductive death. I don't know what I would do without Ardbert. 💏 He is stronger than be, but I am more powerful. Our spars are satisfying.

Oh! Hraesvelgr was the original Shiva's lover. She was a normal mortal woman and they fell in love, but because mortal lifespans are so short she begged him to consume her so their souls would be forever entwined.

So he ate her. And her soul is still with him, guiding him.

That is a lovely meaning! I know there is no shortage of sylleblossoms here. It's nice to know the meaning they hold.

My murdermagic is aspected to Darkness, so it may make people uncomfortable. I also don't have a large enough sword yet, unfortunately. My Darkside has been very restless within me, having none of their usual outlets. I summon them sometimes just to talk. Maybe you can meet them someday. If I get a proper sword we can all team up as a trio. ⚔️⚔️⚔️

I also have some of the Dreadwyrm's aether remnants within me, and am able to summon a Demi-Bahamut to fight alongside me for short bursts. I've avoided summoning it because I didn't want to freak anyone out.

And he has never shown me??? 😠😠

The best place to punch is an uppercut to the gut, at the solar plexus. It knocks all the breath out of them if you do it right. But usually if I'm in a position where I need to punch someone I could also kick them in the balls, so I do that instead. It's super effective. 💯
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-08-13 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
A Dualcast effect, or a detrimental status upon the target just from a bit of scale? If it works I can give all my smaller shed scales to you.

Ardbert enjoys fishing. 🎣 I have never cared for it. Sitting so still makes me feel antsy. If I get hungry for fish I just catch them with my magic.

I don't expect to go forever. Just until I'm no longer needed. Then I can die and join my loved ones in the Lifestream until my soul is reborn. Until then, I will keep going. If I stop to rest it would be hard to get back up again.

I have been improving my sewing and culinary skills, and continuing my medical studies. Does sex count as a hobby?

Yes, he ate her whole. I don't know if there was a ritual involved beyond that. Hraesvelgr actually uses many of Shiva's abilities. Many of his descendants also have ice abilities. It's nice to see. I think it was not such a bad ending for Saint Shiva, as her soul is content where it is.

Shiva is so cool, is she? ❄️ It's strange to think of a Shiva in love with an Ifrit. A dear friend was the catalyst for the most recent Primal version of Shiva. Ysayle used her crystal to transform into Shiva. She was wonderful, and certainly not in love with Ifrit.

Somewhat. Every Dark Knight has a Darkside, consisting of the natural darkness ever person has within them. It is made up of not just of all your negative or repressed feelings, but also your strongest emotion. In Dark Knights our strongest emotions are love; a desire to protect. The rest is usually incidental.

And usually one's Darkside is not conscious, or capable of manifesting physical form. Mine stole aether from me and possessed a corpse, and was so fed up with how I put myself last that they tried to kill me in an effort to protect me. I defeated them and they've been better since.

So while my Darkside — Esteem, or Fray — is not technically another person, they are separate from me. They are me, but not me? It's weird. My mentor doesn't even know what to make of it.

Esteem tends to manifest in my form. Like a twin, I suppose.

Oh gods that's exactly it. He's done that with you, too?

He is so focused on the negatives of his condition that he is afraid to find any positives in it. It is infuriating! Darkness is only as evil as you allow it to be.

I learned to control my Darkside and now I can use it to protect others. I can create shields of shadow, or take a killing blow and possess my corpse for a handful of minutes. Unfortunately I will die for real if my walking corpse isn't healed enough to sustain life again within that timeframe.

Other defensive combat disciplines draw an enemy's attention to them by aggravation — I draw their attention by scaring them so horrifically that I become the focus of their panicked ire. There is something immensely satisfying in wrecking swathes of enemies using only the darkness of my pent-up emotions.

If nothing else, I imagine he could adapt many of my shielding techniques to work with his abilities.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-08-13 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
So the effects already exist as potential, and specific ingredients can activate different potential results?

I think Ardbert would like that. I hadn't realized there was a fishing game. I think it would good for him to try something relaxing in VR.

When your game was released I had the locals adapt the equipment so I could try it with him. The death mechanic brought back bad memories, so unfortunately we haven't touched it since. We quite enjoyed it until that point though! You did very well with the designs.

When I die, Mother won't have the strength to support another Warrior of Light like me. That is why, in the future where I died, all hope was lost for many years. If I cannot end the threat to my worlds before I die there will be no other who can.

I cannot protect every life, but I can protect their futures. These beautiful worlds that yet remain... I will safeguard them until my dying breath and beyond it.

And so I will keep fighting. Not for duty, or for Mother, but for those I have lost and those I can yet save. For the people I love.

I will never be free, but that is my choice.

Turning oneself into a Primal is less common, though it is possible. Aside from Shiva, there was King Thordan and his Knights of the Round. If enough people believe in you, and you have enough power to fuel the transformation, you can become a Primal. Ysayle had followers who believed she was Shiva's reincarnation, so she became Shiva. The Archbishop's knights believed he was as a god king, so his form was based upon King Thordan.

I could transform into a Primal, if I chose. There are enough who put their faith in me as the Warrior of Light and Warrior of Darkness, and I am not lacking in the power to.

While not exactly a Primal in the traditional sense, I always have the offer available to take my rightful mantle as the Fae King, Titania. Doing so would transform me into one of the fae, based upon Titania's concept.

My Darkside is...

The first time I allowed my inner darkness to fuel me I heard a woman screaming in pain. I did not know her voice. Fray (who I believed just my mentor at the time) told me that was the person I needed to protect most.

I thought I was losing my mind, honestly. I kept losing myself to bloodlust. I would black out sometimes, and was having trouble remembering things. I kept trying to commune with the abyss within me. Whenever I did I would hear those pained screams. I recognized the voice, but could not place it...

Eventually Fray revealed themselves to be Esteem — my Darkside — and we fought.

It was then that I realized the voice I heard from the abyss was my own. All the pain and anger I repress. All the agony and sorrow. The things I shove aside so I can push forward. Those are the things my Darkside is made of, all held together by my burning desire to protect.

Only after accepting that this darkness was a part of me was I able to control it. Now instead of fighting against me Esteem will fight alongside me.

Even if the Darkness of the Scourge is not the same... I wish Ardyn would understand that it will only ever be as monstrous as he allows it to become. He is stronger than he believes, and with family by his side, supporting him, he may falter but he will never fall.

If there is a way to merge the two magicks, it would only be possible once he has some degree of mastery of them both separately. A reliable understanding of what you're working with is necessary for success.

Perhaps I should tell him about Blue Mages one day. They are mages of the New World (the recently discovered western continent) who learn the spells of monsters by killing them and absorbing the aether left behind. The concept is wonderful, and I hope to learn it one day. To use Thousand Needles on a Morbol, or Bad Breath on a Cactuar would be so satisfying.

And it isn't selfish, Noct. It's a normal response, given the circumstances. It would be more concerning if you didn't find it unnerving.

Is it the appearance of the 'daemonic' abilities that bothers you, or the sight of Ardyn using them?
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-08-14 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Arcanima is not dissimilar in that regard. It's just maths. Geometry, specifically. Even if we understand that creating a geometry with specific angles, ratios, and radii will cause a particular effect, we don't necessarily understand why.

It is wonderful and finicky. For many years my Carbuncle was unable to vocalize any sound, and it was only a few years ago that I discovered it was due to a line in my summoning geometry being off by three degrees.

Being unable to interact with the world around us brought back very visceral memories of trauma. An option where the 'dead' party member is instead placed under a Heavy spell so intense it renders them naught but dead weight may be a reasonable compromise for those with sensory trauma? It would allow for continued stimulus without otherwise providing any advantage.

Shiva and King Thordan were done with intent by each catalyst. Phoenix was unintentional, but a very unique situation.

Titania is purposeful, though it can be done unintentionally. I gathered all the relics to unlock the castle doors, and the ritual to become the Fae King was to do just that. I hadn't know about this. If not for Feo-Ul I would have been forced to ascend, and am eternally grateful to my lovely branch for their aid.

I believe so long as you retain your physical flesh and your will you cannot be forcefully turned into a Primal, though I don't know for certain.


Ardyn can absorb memories?


[ She needs a hot second to parse that one. Yikes. ]

If you want to know if it is darkness in general or Ardyn's darkness I could show you some of my abilities.

Those moments when everyone is against you and you can do naught but hide and flee... I cannot imagine being without allies or magic, and having naught but a cursed ring for reassurance. I'm so sorry, Noct.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-08-16 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
The good kind of weird. (ノ°∀°)ノ⌒・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・*☆

Heavy makes the afflicted feel as though their body is much heavier, to such an extent that it's generally not worth the effort to move until the effect disappears. Depending on the strength of the spell the intensity of the effect can be adjusted. It's quite handy.

The fae as a whole are not so horrible. The Nu Mou are rather sweet, and adore serving mortals. The pixies are all about the size of my faerie, Lily, though look very different and have the mentality of children. All they want to do is have fun and play, and don't particularly care if their games are harmful to mortals. Many of the vaguely human-shaped bushes were once unsuspecting people. Some of these transformations were done to spare the victims from becoming Sin Eaters.

Then there are the Fuath. They live underwater and are prone to drowning those they wish to keep forever. Luckily I can breathe underwater lol. When Ardbert found me after my encounter with them he said "The first rule of dealing with the Fuath...is do not deal with the Fuath."

Feo Ul is a pixie, though they never fit in. Feo is much more mature, and very kind compared to the others. They make a wonderful Titania.

All the fae band together when there is an assault on their home, Il Mheg. The Kingdom of Rainbows. They are utterly, gleefully ruthless.


Your dad did the same once. I had asked after you and he mentioned the prophecy in his answer as though I already knew of it. He was so surprised I hadn't known.

In this circumstance it's understandable you would assume I knew. After all, I also have 'memory issues' due to my Echo, and you know Ardyn is aware of this. I'm accustomed to the Echo being common knowledge across my realm as it isn't an uncommon 'gift'. The first Echo vision I had here was with Ardyn. His easy acceptance of my visions was familiar — it was only his concern that hadn't been. In retrospect there are a few other things that leave me surprised I hadn't thought of this before...

With all things taken into consideration and all that weighs you down as of late, it can be difficult to keep track of everything. I know Ardyn won't be upset with you, Noct. Just try not to make up the difference by being upset with yourself in his stead, all right?

But on the subject of my Echo, and your cursed ring. My Echo stems from my soul reaching out to connect with other souls, fragments of them, or traces of them left imprinted upon objects.


As for my offer, this piece of information might be of use: I am able to use my abilities in a way where you wouldn't associate them with me. Esteem doesn't need to take my form — they have one other.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-08-16 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
That would be wonderful, thank you.

So far as I'm aware there are no fae in the Source, only the First. 12,000 years ago our worlds were all identical, but in the time since then much as changed. Maybe the fae folk found the First just as Midgardsormr found the Source? It's odd.

Do you have a favourite fairytale?


The vague version is all I know. I believe Dad knows the rest. He wishes to let you to make as many choices yourself as you can, before your ability to choose is taken away from you. That is what made me assume it was the kind of prophecy where things don't end with 'happily ever after'.

If I'm honest, 'Ardyn has good reason to freak out' applies to most things involving him. What I experienced in both his and Somnus' memories...

I don't think he believes me when I tell him he is no monster, and it is frustrating. I saw him as one. I lived it through those stolen memories. Him as a monster, and him as his future self that day... Before you were born? Insomnia, with the streets emptied. After a battle. Scorch marks marring the asphalt. Damaged buildings. Tattered banners. It was a fierce duel, but I did not experience it. Just the aftermath. So much... sadness. Regret. Guilt. Remorse so strong I could scarcely breathe. This was how things had to be.

"I dare not ask your forgiveness, but I do ask your understanding." I pleaded.

Brother stepped toward me. He was yelling. I don't remember ever hearing him yell like that before. Such fury.

"What!? You took everything from me—everything—and you ask my understanding!?"

It was well deserved, after what I'd done. What I had to do. The gods willed it to be so. He had to suffer, and keep suffering. My poor, tragic brother.

It's

hard. Sometimes. When the memories come back. To separate who I am and who they are. They are so real. So vivid... But then they fade again, and I'm just me.

I think... In this place it isn't something Ardyn needs to fear. If something were to happen we will be here to bring him back to himself. To remind him of who he is. He didn't have that at home. There, he was alone.

I will ask him about it once you've informed him I know.


Hemera's soul is stubborn and protective. She is also very ancient and very powerful. Perhaps she is intimidating to them?

Or perhaps for once my soul has decided to finally take my feelings into account and not reach out to soul-bits she shouldn't be touching, though I could only be so lucky lol

If your ring has created some manner of barrier it likely would take my soul too much effort to bother with, which seems the most plausible answer.

Whatever the reason I am glad for it. Though now I can't help but envision Hemera reaching out to say 'hello' to your ancestors, and all of them hissing at her before she can touch them. Except Dad, who might've liked less grouchy company.

It is a bit complicated.

Esteem possessed a fresh corpse for a while and pretended to be Fray in order to mentor me. A very strong imprint of his soul was left behind in my Soul of the Dark Knight. He wanted to continue living, I wanted a mentor, and my Darkside took advantage.

So Fray's form was somewhat 'imprinted' upon my Darkside, and thus in battle Esteem tends to prefer the form of Fray.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-08-17 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
I would like to hear it if you will tell it. Though perhaps first explain what an anak is?

I've begun to see myself as a person, so there is hope yet for Ardyn.

It was one of the more pleasant memories I acquired, if that puts it in some perspective.


[ She waits patiently, having taken the time to feed the birds and enjoy a brief shower.

When he returns she takes a moment because. Huh. Did Noct mention having memory abilities of his own?

She supposes it must be a Crystal thing. ]


They were always so vivid, but only became so visceral since I met Ardbert. They never used to knock me unconscious, either. Just stagger me with a crippling headache.

Your dad also reminds me of Edmont, so it was more difficult to erase the association than it would have been otherwise. Fortunately you were right in that he didn't mind it. Surprisingly, he thinks of me as something of a daughter himself.

If you find yourself struck by memories it helps if you've a focus to anchor you to yourself — particularly if it's something the memory would not have. My necklace helps ground me. My tail does as well. Focusing on my own physicality helps me then sort through which emotions belong to me and which don't.

I think the most difficult part is if your emotions are similar, or if they strike a chord with your soul. It's much harder to detach from.

The Echo is a natural ability that comes from my soul; a remnant of the Old World. For all that I find it difficult, my soul is at least made for this. If you ever have questions you think I may be able to help answer, or if you wish to simply talk, you are always welcome to contact me.

As for Ardyn... I hope it goes well.

Ascians, yes. The Amaurotines as well, before they were lost. They were effectively immortal, and more powerful than all the deities I've ever faced. They were also incredibly kind-hearted.

I have difficulty comprehending a single decade, and yet Hades was older than my planet. Time is an odd thing, isn't it?

What? No! Fray is just a young Hyuran man in full armour. And it isn't as though they're possessing his corpse any longer. That would be very impractical! I think I have a photo of them as Fray... One moment.


[ She has exactly one picture of Esteem as Fray.

She follows it up with a picture of what appears to be her, though the way she holds herself is different. While Era is soft, this 'Era' seems more sharp. Like a coeurl ready to spring at a moment's notice while curled up and looking bored.

Esteem seems irritated, wearing a black tank top beneath the fabric draped and pinned into the loose form of a dress. ]


Fray is near your height. Esteem is identical to me, which has been useful for sewing new clothes. They act like they hate it, but I know they enjoy time out of the abyss even if it's not for bloodshed. Without a sword I can't feed them like I used to, so they take what they can get.
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[personal profile] astralera 2020-08-18 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! We have similar things, but they have no antlers, and have humps in their backs. They are called dhalmels. Absolute arseholes.

That is a cute story. ♡ I don't know any tales about our remaining moon, though I'm certain there must be some. People make stories for all manner of things.

All I know is that our moon is Zodiark, just as my world is Hydaelyn. Hopefully when I battle Him the moon will still remain. It's quite pretty.

He's Da. He would have had a bunch of kids, and would have wanted at least one baby girl to spoil. Edmont only had sons, and seemed to take great joy in pampering me with lovely, warm gowns and coats in styles unsuited for men. Fortunately he had moderately better taste than the rest of your family seems to.


Like there is so much more of you and your body doesn't fit right anymore, like squeezing into a shirt that's too small.

I know there is a great deal that Hades forgot. He passed a great deal of time with sleep, and I believe that's what helped him retain much of who he was. One of his fellows, Lahabrea, was one of the Convocation of Fourteen — the elected leaders and protectors of Amaurot, all of whom were unmatched in excellence in their fields of study. In the time between the Sundering and when I first encountered him, he was a man on the cusp of sanity. Intelligent, but unhinged. Hades said it was due to how often he possessed and discarded bodies over the millennia.

I think strength of one's spirit and sense of self is what keeps an immortal 'sane', though I am glad I do not need to become one myself. I would not be able to watch my mortal loved ones come and go like flowers to the frost.

On the subject of the Convocation of Fourteen, I don't know a great deal about them, but I know one thing you might find particularly amusing:

The first Halmarut was an expert in the field of phytobiology (study of biology specific to plants) and enjoyed landscape gardening. He grew tired of pests eating his work, so with an innovative application of creation magicks he eventually triggered the evolution of carnivorous plants.

When I went through the halls of Akadaemia Anyder (the building where each Convocation member conducts their research) and reached the Words of Halmarut, I was met by the most complex and powerful morbol I have ever had the misfortune of encountering. You would be more familiar with them as marlboros, I believe.

While the visitor's guide did not state it explicitly, it's safe to infer that Halmarut created morbols as a personal project because he wanted things to stop eating his beloved plants. 😂 😂 😂 I can't say I blame him for it, as it is utterly infuriating when the plants you put so much effort in are suddenly eaten!


It's... weird. Fray Myste was slain in a trial of combat by the Inquisition when he rescued a little girl from being executed as a heretic. They tossed his corpse into the Brume like trash. I came upon his corpse but did not realize he was dead. There was a soul crystal by his feet, calling to me. I picked it up and felt immense pain, fell unconscious, and woke up to Fray standing over me. He guided me on my path to become a Dark Knight.

But it wasn't really Fray. The residual desire of his soul to continue living was incredibly powerful, and when combined with my own subconscious desire for a mentor and a teacher... My Darkside stole a large portion of my aether and used it to possess Fray's corpse. There were enough of Fray's memories stored within the soul crystal to give my Darkside the knowledge to teach me.

It was only when the aether they stole from me began to run out that they revealed themselves as Esteem, in their true face — my face.

When my aether is used to create a temporary, physical form like that it is called a 'simulacrum'. Like an illusion, but solid. Their knowledge is limited to the memories of those that gave them form. In theory I could create one of anyone I have memory of, though I have no idea how to do it of my own accord. When I summon Esteem it is just me asking them to come out and hoping they actually listen lol They are so bored in this place that they come out most times I call to them, while at home I occasionally have to quite literally rip them from my chest.

The real Fray Myste was a wonderful, honorable man and I am sorry I never had the chance to meet him.

The little girl he rescued is now well taken care of by his foster brother and fellow Dark Knight, Sidurgu. Rielle is old enough now that poor Sid is overwhelmed by her mood swings, though he does his best. I have a picture of them! One moment.


[ She shoots off a picture of herself, Sidurgu, and Rielle. She's posing in front of him alongside the young girl who is her height, while Sid stands with his arms crossed, looking as though he's asking the gods why his life has ended up this way. ]
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I should get her mandragora royal fam seeds someday......

[personal profile] astralera 2020-08-18 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
It is certainly easier to hide behind something big and tall. There is safety in that, especially when you're small. Are there many creatures on Eos that are tame even when wild? In Eorzea everything will try to kill you, but stags and bulls are much more aggressive in general.

Considering what Bahamut has already done to ensure the prophecy fulfilled, do you think he would have allowed you to have blood siblings?


That is not the feeling from my Echo. It was how I felt after Ardbert's soul was Rejoined to mine. I still feel that way on occasion.

There are many folk tales and stories that treat immortality as a curse; a punishment. I think they are accurate.

Maybe the swamp came after his tomb was built? I can't imagine building in one on purpose. What if there was a leak, and suddenly your tomb is entombed by swamp goo? Or if his sword was not that good anyway, maybe it was meant as a joke lol

Marquis Morbol didn't even have the traditional Bad Breath! It had bile vomit, which was bad breath but grosser because it lingered. It was over twice as big, as it had seven or more heads of smaller sizes growing atop its base head. There were lovely flowers growing on each head though. I believe the upper heads had roses, as those tentacles were covered in thorns as well... It also had hands.

I think the Halmaruts' research may have led to the creation of other sapient plantlife, as the Words of Halmarut seemed to have the mandragora royal family there. That is a thing in Eorzea, though botanists have yet to 'confirm' it as there isn't enough concrete evidence.

There is Mandragora Queen, Tomato King, Onion Prince, Eggplant Knight, Pumpkin Jester, and the Leek Maid.

Their story is all very dramatic. Like a 'soap opera'. Perhaps I shall tell it someday. The Mandragora Queen and her loveless marriage to the Tomato King, finding forbidden love with the Eggplant Knight.

They roam around Eorzea seeking to rescue their non-sentient kin. I have heard tell that every now and then one may find a piece of their produce go missing when it was there a moment before, or the vegetable they're about to peel suddenly screams.

I can believe it — enough conscious, caterwauling Mandragora Kids have popped out from my gardens over the years. I'm almost surprised one hasn't sprung out of my gardens here yet.


Esteem (and Fray and Myste) are unique to me. Sidurgu doesn't know what to make of it, as manifesting one's Darkside in such a way has never been documented before. So it is just another of those 'weird Warrior of Light' things. I am so very special. 🙄

Gilgamesh... Eos has Greg??? Is Enkidu with him? It usually maintains the form of a bright green chicken in Eorzea.


And yes! What Sidurgu is wearing is the standard armour and weapon of a Dark Knight. Full plate armour and a sword with a blade nearly as tall as you are. We can use the flat of it as a shield in a pinch if need be, but Dark Knights carry no shields. After Haurchefant... I have always enjoyed the concept of my 'shield' only faltering if I falter.

Though we've a bad reputation, as you might guess. 'Dark Knight' doesn't conjure up images of a protector. It is primarily because the Holy See did not want them viewed as champions or heroes — they wanted their people to continue trusting and fearing the church.


[ CW: for strongly insinuated mistreatment of a child. The Holy See sucked pass it on ]

The first Dark Knight lived in the the latter half of the Sixth Astral Era, if I remember correctly, which would be near 700 years ago now.

He was a young commoner named Tyrphaniel the Unshod, who was granted knighthood by the Holy See of Ishgard for his acts of valour upon the battlefield. He had an unwavering sense of justice, and his desire to champion the cause of the lowborn was not changed by his entrance into the privileged world of the nobility.

It was this same moral fortitude that bid him trail after the robed figure of a priest dragging a squirming waif from the alleys of the Brume. Having already held suspicions, Tyrphaniel went to the clergyman's home.

The 'holy' man attempted to explain away his actions, but the incensed Tryphaniel drew his sword without hesitation, and answered the babbled excuses with a single, fatal blow.

Rather than praise his heroism, however, the knight’s peers condemned him for slaying a holy member of the church. He was forced to defend his life in a trial by combat. He survived, but was stripped of his knighthood. Unflinching in the face of accusations that he had fallen to darkness, Tryphaniel roared that he would gladly surrender a title that required him to turn a blind eye to a child’s suffering.

He cast aside his crested shield — the symbol of his station — and continued his crusade for the commonfolk with no thought or fear for what others held taboo.

His righteous deeds inspired some courageous few to embrace the path of the forbidden, and thus the legacy of the Dark Knight was born.


[ /CW ]

And so we Dark Knights swear fealty to none but justice herself. We do not turn a blind eye to the suffering of others no matter who is enacting it. Be they clergymen, royalty, beggars, thieves... Their status affords them no protection from our blades.

We tread the path that others fear with no regard to how society may view us. We do what need be done in the protection of others. We walk the path of darkness, empowering ourselves with our own fear and wrath and pain and rage and love.

We carry no shields, for we are the shield. Our blood and pain further fuel our arts. Every blow makes us stronger. We would throw ourselves upon our blades if need be to keep our charges safe.

We risk it all to stand up for others who are afraid. To stand up against those who others fear. There is no limit to what we will do in defense of the weak.

That is what the Dark Knight does, and that is why we are feared.
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they'd prob like noct bc he doesn't eat their people lmao

[personal profile] astralera 2020-08-18 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
There are very few creatures like that in Eorzea. Even the flora is deadly.

The first time I went to the Black Shroud I tried to pick a mushroom and then it stood up and tried to kill me 😱 I joined the botanist's guild shortly thereafter. So many of the Seedkin look the same as their non-sentient cousins.

It's why I found 'vegetarianism' very confusing when I first learned of it. Ardyn dislikes eating things that were once alive, but in Eorzea even vegetables can be alive. If not for the food here is not 'real', I would have had difficulty cooking for his birthday!

Immortals do not hold the same values as mortals. 'Good' and 'evil' are very human concepts. I doubt Bahamut has done anything with malicious intent — all actions or interference (or lack thereof) would be done with the prophecy in mind. And if the Astrals are at all like the Primals of my world, their personalities and beliefs will all differ a great deal from one another.

Shiva is cool and collected, with great love and affection for her people. Garuda, on the other hand, is incredibly violent and legitimately insane. Ifrit is an arse with a temper, Titan is focused and protective. Ramuh is very judgemental, but calm and reasonable. Leviathan is territorial (he and Titan are my least favourites to fight).

Some of them care for mortals, others loathe them or see them only as energy, while others are indifferent. It's interesting. They all vary depending on the race that worships them, and the cause they were summoned for.

The fact that your Astrals apparently existed before humanity is difficult for me to comprehend. In my worlds, deities cannot exist without the faithful to shape them. The contrast is odd, when there are so many other similarities.

For me, I would say the benefits of being 'special' outweigh the negatives. If not for Mother's guidance I would have been long dead. I wouldn't have had the courage to tread a path that allowed me to realize my strength. I would have remained weak and, being the small woman I am, I would have been a easy prey for one of the many human traffickers. I would have had a short, miserable life.

But as things are, I am able to help people. I free the enslaved and oppressed. I protect and heal those in need. I inspire others to do better. I roam the world making new friends and alliances, experiencing things I could never have dreamed of. I have a family I love, and who loves me.

And in return I will never be 'normal'. I will always be bound to my duty. I will continue to suffer a great deal. I will likely never be able to be a mother. I will never belong to myself — always others.

To me, this is a balanced trade. I do not consider myself special as much as I consider myself blessed.

But for you... it would likely be different. You were born in a different world, in a different era. What are blessings to me may simply be the standard in your home. Reliable access to food, water, shelter, and medicine. People who love and protect you.

In your situation I would hate it. I would just want to be normal, like everyone else.


There is corruption everywhere, but it was more prevalent in the Holy See. Elsewhere such atrocious acts are openly outlawed and occasionally persecuted. Fortunately this means that when repulsive criminals tread in the shadows I am free to dispose of them. 🖤

Anyone who doesn't like a big sword is lying to themselves. 🤭 ⚔️ Should he ever arrive and I have a greatsword again, I will gladly show it off. Though for someone of Gladio's height it would be more akin to a broadsword.
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It gives me more reason. You think you can eat me? No! I'll kill you and feast on your flesh instead, arsehole. If it's edible, I'll eat it. Sometimes even if it isn't edible. Except avocado.

He ate lamb stew with me on my name day! I found out afterward that he's vegetarian. He doesn't mind replicated meat since it isn't really killing anything.

You don't even like vegetables in stew? If you dump a bunch in a pot and simmer it with good, fatty meat for hours and hours the meat flavour soaks into everything. When you add some cream and herbs and spices it's so delicious. Everything tastes like succulent meat accented with rich, savory undertones. It tastes even better if the meat comes from something you kill yourself. The best lamb stew comes from karakuls who leave the biggest bruises behind.

Your Garuda named herself after my Garuda? I suppose I can only hope she doesn't end up taking after her namesake in the future.

Hydaelyn awoken my Echo, but my powers were not given to me. My strength is my own. She simply directed me upon the correct path. I still tried to help others before I found my strength, though there was little I could do.

A majority of the dangers I face as the Warrior of Light are ones I face willingly. I have the skills and experience to face them without fear, knowing I will make it through.

Without Mother's guidance I would never have joined the adventurer's guild. I never would have met Thancred, then joined the Scions of the Seventh Dawn.

I would have been alone, without family, starving in the streets of Ul'dah. I would have been captured and used by men. If I was lucky I would have been murdered. Most likely I would have been sold to the highest bidder, as Au Ra were rarely seen in those days. I would have fetched a pretty price on the market.

I would rather face endless deities in combat than to have ever lived that life. I'm fortunate to know just how fortunate I truly am. It makes the hardest days more bearable. In those moments I resent my life for what it could be, I quickly remind myself what it could have been. To have a life at all is a gift.


Hildebrand always calls him Greg, and they are friends... of a sort. Greg doesn't seem to like the nickname, but he also turned me into a toad once during a fight and then summoned a swarm of chickens to eat me. So he is Greg.

I'll have to inquire about your Gilgamesh. That is one similarity I would never have imagined.

Enkidu... Actually, I believe Greg summoned his companion as a Primal of sorts for the battle we had. Winged, humanoid demon with green armour, pointed horns like a stag, and a fiery red mane.

I recall hearing a story of the chicken Enkidu. Greg first found Enkidu while searching for a meal. Without the means to make a fire, he attempted to eat the fowl raw, only to find himself the victim of a furious counterattack. He was impressed by the bird's tenacity and he promptly made him his pet.

Eventually he named it Enkidu because he missed his companion so much.

In retrospect I think he may have been a traveller from between worlds.
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The texture can be odd sometimes, but if you cook it right it just soaks up all the flavour of the other foods.

What is it about vegetables you dislike?

Eorzea Garuda was the psychotic kind of insane. She had this shrill, shrieking laughter 'HEEHEE haha HEEE' and it felt awful in my horns.

I think that it's the same for everyone: life could be worse, or it could be better. But your life is what it is and what you make of it until it's over.

If Gladio did it and Cor did it, does that mean it is something the royal protectors did as a test of skill? Your Greg must be more formidable than mine. Mine was very...

Well, actually, what you described sounds exactly like something he would do. He is the kind of opponent who would dramatically feign defeat then say 'lol jk', and then turn you into a toad to assault you with chickens while laughing.

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