Leaves of Iron

So as some folks have noticed, I haven’t been in game much.  There are a few reasons for that.

Out of respect for others, I’ll put the rest behind the cut.  Read on if you want to deal with the tired ramblings of an old RPer.

Shirogane Ward 7 Starlight Party

[19:52]Zhan'a Rakhin: “Starlight dawns where it all began, in a city now forever covered in snow… Probably not the best place to be when you’re underpriviledged. Or a kid. Or anyone, really. NooffenceRee. Probably lucky just to be in one piece and not starved. But there was one shining hope in the cold night, jumping roof tops in a hurry. I would say silent as a thief, but I’ve seen some dodgy thieves in my time so… Yeah. ~

[19:52]Zhan'a Rakhin: She wears red head to toe, stands out in the moonlight like a sore thumb, really. Have you seen Ishgard? It’s all grey. Red is terrible if you’re trying to keep eyes off ya. Anyroad, she has a mission. She has those presents. Those kids needed them. She’s dodging coppers left and right, but she won’t quit until the job is done.”

[19:55]Syranelle Ironleaf: “She leapt with all the envious skill of a dragoon in their prime, bounding from rooftop to rooftop.  A large, velveteen bag was slung over her shoulder and jostled against her back with every leap.  However, as she landed on a rooftop near the Jeweled Crozier, she stopped and peered down into the night darkened street.”

[19:57]Syranelle Ironleaf: “A child slept, huddled in a corner with some worn-out crates, shivering from the bitter cold.  The red-clad Saint eased down from her perch, landing soundlessly near the child.  Reaching into her satchel, she drew forth a thick yak-skin blanket and gingerly drew it over the child, protecting them from the elements and providing wooly warmth.  As she did so, she heard the bag get pulled away from her!  She turned to see the thief running away down the street…!”

[20:04]Ambaghai Iriq: “She… chases after the thief with at shout, one loud enough to wake the child she’d just covered with a blanket,” he pauses, “But she is already after the theif, so…” again he glares at Tajih, “The child is left confused, but grateful for the extra warmth. When she catches up with the theif she reaches out to take back the bag. They have a good grip, and after a short struggle she notices that the theif is also a child. Thin, and covered in dirt.”

[20:19]Zhan'a Rakhin: “Just as she lands on the nearest roof, however, a shout cuts through the silence. Spotted already, and so early in her work! With a flourish of her cape, she disappears the from childrens’ sight as a pair of shadows give chase. The Saint knows the inquisitors will not easily give up the chase, but she is swift on her feet and clever in her planning. Mostly.”

[20:19]Zhan'a Rakhin: “She abandons the roofs in favor of the twisting alleys, hoping to knock them off her scent. She waits in the shadows. Lost them for now, it seemed. Then she is on the move once more At one particularly large gap, however, she descends to a snow-covered garden for a moment’s respite. A creaking sounds from above…”

[20:23]Syranelle Ironleaf: “From overhead, a shadow descends with purpose and vigor.  Hellfires, she hadn’t escaped after all!  Abandoning the bag of gifts behind a rickety crate in one of the alleys, she takes off running with the shadow close after.  'Damn those Inquisitors,’ she thought viciously. There was little room left for thought.  She shed the bright red coat, hoping to meld into the shadows and lose the hound at her heels, but to no avail.  Before long, she found herself at a dead end!”

[20:25]Syranelle Ironleaf: “Turning to face her pursuer, she panted for breath. A dark shadow filled the end of the alleyway, coming closer and closer to her.  In defiance, however, she gathered her legs and called the aether to her that was a dragoon’s birthright.  With an explosion of power and skill, she launched herself skyward to the rooftops overhead.  A vehement curse followed her up as her pursuer stared after her.  "She’s on the roof!” came the cry from below.

[20:34]Zhan'a Rakhin: “They just really wanted those blankets apparently. Heretical blankets. Must have offended their mothers or something. See, now that would actually make sense. Someone smacks their gob about their mum, bam everything involved is a sin. Granted, it’s a by proxy sort of thing because it obviously wasn’t the blanket themselves doing any sort of talking…”

[20:34]Zhan'a Rakhin: “Oh my gods, why does Starlight make absolutely no sense.” The miqo'te grabs at his ears, at a loss. He glances briefly to Syra then. “Ah. Sorry. Just… why.” He clears his throat once more.

[20:34]You burst out laughing at Zhan'a Rakhin.

[20:34]Zhan'a Rakhin: “Anyroad, it’s a grand ol’ thing seeing a dragoon hopping about, but just one against so many pursuers? As she reached the Brume, she count a half dozen, nay, a whole baker’s dozen of the lot just standing there along the roofs. They stared at her. She stared back. And then rocks start pelting those inquisitors from the street because I don’t care where they’re from, street kids are vicious when they’ve got a weapon in their hands. And these had a whole broken street of cobbles at their fingertips.”

[20:38]Syranelle Ironleaf: "Again and again the rocks pelted the Inquisitors.  A veritable army of beggar-children was assembled below, each of them pelting a rock at one of the shadowed figures.  'You leave ‘er alone, y'bast'ds!’ the boldest of them yelled. 'She ain’t done nothin’ but bring a bit o’ kindness to us what has none!’ One of the Inquisitors looked down at the children.  'Silence, rats, or you’ll suffer the same fate as your hero!’  He took a step forward and suddenly the hail of stones shifted.”

[20:40]Syranelle Ironleaf: “They all focused on him.  Large stones, small ones, they came down in a deluge of fury as the children doubled their efforts.  From head to toe, he was clonked again and again until he lost his footing and slipped, nearly falling from the roof.  As the others turned to assist their leader, the Saint took that moment to make good her escape!”

[20:48]Zhan'a Rakhin: “In the spirit of Starlight, the inquisitor winds up not falling and breaking his neck and probably is actually a fairly decent guy off the clock. Just doing the job, got a family to feed, that sort of thing. But we all know that in reality if he were a decent sort he’d definitely be dead now. Just keep that in mind. Okay. So, our Saint has escaped from the Inquisition! She returns to her bag of gifts, as she still has so much work yet to do.

♥Hey guys due to the requests of making the post for Balmung I’m gonna go ahead and set one up to invite people to try hubbing at Druther’s here as well! This is a reminder, you have to linger here without others sometimes- or invite others to come RP here in order for this hub to stay open.  ♥What is a Hub?: A Hub is a place where Rpers gather knowing that its a pit-stop for consistent/story-driven walk-up Rp and plots. People will -not- be forced into plots that are presented by visitors, but participation does help the hub stay alive and active. ♥At times, this hub may be empty. This means we may need people to help stick around to make it feel alive. There are a few ways your character can find reason to linger. 

♥Working as a tavern-keep/wait-staff, chocobo-keeper or Woodwailer could be one way to make your toon want to stay near the hub area. The possibilities are endless.♥Brawling is not allowed inside the fenced area, but outside is free game. ♥This hub is NOT to be claimed by a specific guild!!! It is to remain open for everyone’s enjoyment. I will not be making a guild for those participating in the occupations of the area, so I hope people can discuss and come to terms with what they want from the hub individually.

Migrant Mender 8pm to 10pm Eastern Balmung Server

A VERY DESCRIPTIVE & DETAILED PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE. Repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. If you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own! When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same!

NAME: Zhan'a Rakhin

AGE: Mid-late Twenties

SPECIES: Miqo'te, Keeper of the Moon

GENDER: Male

ORIENTATION: Asexual

INTERESTS: Natural herbalism, gossip, experimenting with new substances, running, fishing, being well groomed, stealing random objects everywhere he goes

PROFESSION: Alchemist

BODY TYPE: Compact

EYES: Teal

HAIR: Naturally grey-brown and black, now dyed brown and blond

SKIN: Dark brown

HEIGHT: 5'2"

WEIGHT: Currently a bit underweight due to over a year of stress fasting on top of the usual excessive smoking and exercise

FRIENDS/COMPANIONS: Best Bro Alexander Steelstrike, Little Sister Ellisorielle Black, Sanest Person Alive Syranelle Ironleaf, Cats and Roses Vocalist Irridias Velnyx, Somehow Not Yet Eaten Pet Fox Koi.

ANTAGONISTS: Karaan Nolan (mutual dislike), gods damned cults holy damn

COLORS: Browns, greys, and black (+teal)

SMELLS: Cooking meat, fogweed smoke, any mint

FRUITS: Apples (noisy, crisp texture), lemons (for sourness)

DRINKS: Saffron tea (drinks it daily for his eyes), mint tea, rain water

ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES? Yes / No / RARELY (Tries to avoid alcohol. It scares him.)

SMOKES? YES / No / Occasionally (If he’s outside, he’s probably smoking.)

DRUGS? YES / No / Occasionally (Currently on a sober streak, but we’ll see how long that lasts.)

Grand Company Chocobo? Yes / NO (Avid chocobo hater. Not a fan of Grand Companies.)

Tagged by: @ironleaf-rp

In celebration of my favorite holiday (and in celebration of finally having a working PC again) I am going to give away a code for either the new Far Eastern Beauty’s set or the Far Eastern Gentleman’s set (winner’s choice of one). Yes, the set is dye-able!

  To enter, show me your All Saint’s Wake glam!

I will pick the winner today at 10pm PST when servers come back up!

If the winner doesn’t respond within 24 hours, the runner up will get the code instead.