loyalty is the saint you pray to. if you ever were stabbed in the back by your beloved, you'd probably apologize. to your enemies, you're fierce. to your allies, even fiercer. you cultivate a thick inner circle built on promises and devotion, fit only for the best of the best. it's impossible for most to even begin to dissect the type of person you are, owing to your unbreakable emotional walls and confusing philosophies. don't let people get the best of that loyalty.
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If you were a forgotten god, which sacrificial offering would revive you?
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silence, kept too long;
"i never forgot you. i just stopped saying it out loud." some faiths are quiet. they did not scream your name. they whispered it into candlelight and let their mouths close around it like a secret. the silence stretched, but it was never empty. when they need you most, they do not shout. they just stop breathing, and wait. you are the pause between the lightning and the thunder.
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(Since you're past Shadowbringers, and you know about Azem) Mistein calling everyone "old boy" and "old friend" feels different now 😭
AHaha, yeah i guess so!
Its also funny to me cuz,,, oh 1 second let me,,, where..? oh here it is!
TA-DA! the 'Mistein Timeline tm' (work in progress)
i actualy had that idea for as long, but finally it can make some sense.
so as we can see,,, well,,, idk honestly what we can see here, can someone explain to me? anyway im now deep into trying to make it work storywise. but i think it will add some drama to the all that 'old friend' things yk
Large snowflakes quietly flew right into the misted-up window glass, leaving small wet spots on it. The soft light of the moon seeped into the hospital room, dispelling the darkness of the place quite a bit. A light gray blanket, tucked under, warmed the weakened body of a warrior, who had slept for almost half a day.
The Elezen man sat on his bed, distantly watching how the snowflakes dance outside the window, until the weakness in his wounded body made itself known again. He leaned against the headboard of the bed and lowered his head, causing tumbled hair strands to fall on forehead. The wounds on his arms were terribly sore and itchy, and moreover, his limbs had almost lost their articulation.
Estinien took a deep breath, trying to shake off the unpleasant itch. His long hair was getting into his eyes, sticking to his forehead – but he could not do anything about it in any way; being chained in a kind of plaster on his arms and legs, his own helplessness only made him angry.
Such a familiar gesture – her gesture – made Estinien grin slightly.
The man was pulled out of his thoughts by the prolonged creak of an old door. A petite woman with a kerosene lamp in her hands entered the semi-dark room. Her light hair, usually loose, was braided into a careless ponytail, and her horns were softly swathed with satin ribbons; shadows from the fire danced whimsically on her face. On the shoulders, in addition to her sleeping dress, was a warm shawl, draped over her skin and flowing down to feet. It was hard not to recognize the figure.
“Mistein?” The dragoon's voice was treacherously quiet and hoarse, the woman only nodded in response.
“Just thought I’d visit you...” the Au Ra answered rather lively, coming closer, “Didn’t expect to find you conscious again.”
She put the lamp on the bedside table and sat on the edge of the bed, which creaked unpleasantly. Mistein clearly expressed her displeasure at this, fidgeting and muttering something about “terrible conditions.”
“Why wouldn’t I become one. Did you even heard Alphinaud’s howling?” he smiled, replied in a retaliatory ironic manner.
Estinien found himself thinking that he really does miss her presence, her voice, her indignations… and it almost distracted him from the painful tingling of his tangled hair, that brought more and more discomfort with every second. The man involuntarily jerked his head, trying to get rid of the unpleasant feeling.
“Ah, you always been so neurotic?” Au Ra tilted her head and smiled slyly, teasingly.
In a moment, Mistein swung her legs up on the bed and scooted closer. Her shawl had fallen off her shoulders onto the floor, exposing her neck and pale skin, which was hidden only by a thin, silk nightgown.
“Oh, that boy...” Mistein rolled her eyes and chuckled slightly, “He always worries too much.”
And yet the dragoon twitching was not at all related to his “so-called” psychological problems, but to the very real helplessness of the situation, that he, obviously, did not want to admit. But her… she was already familiar with these games.
With brash speed, she grabbed onto Elezen's shoulders, settling herself a little higher. Now, looming over him, Au Ra pulled the silk ribbon from her hair, nimbly leaned closer – so that the man could not react to the way her slender black fingers with long claws, in an unusual tenderness, gathered his tousled ashen hair, gathering it into a neat, loose ponytail.
All this time, Estinien could only observe the dense fabric of black silk in close proximity, that did not allow him to see anything, but was rubbing so tantalizingly against his face. He closed his eyes, trying to preserve what dignity remained in him, but his ears betrayed his embarrassment – slightly reddening, as his breathing quickened; this, of course, did not go unnoticed by the woman, although she chose to remain silent about it. He looked away, trying to look as nonchalant as always.
These words only made Estinien's ears turn redder, but he continued to hide behind the formidable facade of the “weather observer.”
Finally moving away, Mistein looked at her work and giggled, seeing signs of embarrassment from the notoriously impudent Azure Dragoon. His unruly ash-colored hair was now put into an elegant ponytail, and his frowning gaze was unwaveringly directed to the window so as not to be even more embarrassed.
“You're so stern, but still embarrassed of your old friend!” she continued to tease him. Feigning offense, she grabbed her cheeks and shook head, “Oh, but maybe… only maybe I was more worried than Alphinaud?”
“Warrior of Light, this is a violation of personal boundaries. And, for a matter of fact, you shouldn't even worry about me that mu...”
Before he could finish, Mistein threw her leg over him, settling on top, as she got closer and slammed her hands on both sides of the wall in front of Estinien’s face to prevent him from ducking. She watched expectantly until Elezen decided to give up and finally look at her; turning the head, his eyes widened – surprise was an honest reaction to the fact that eternally mischievous Warrior of Light was frowning at him, even without a bit of her constant antics and mockery. Woman was indeed extremely serious, even her golden eyes had lost their usual luster, a condition he had not seen so often.
“Mistein?” dragoon asked in a barely audible whisper, almost holding his breath.
“I really was very worried…” Au Ra whispered, removing her hands from the wall as she lowered them, hugged her friend tightly by the shoulders, burying herself in the crook of his neck. Her body was so close that he could feel the frenzy of her heart pounding so loudly.
Estinien was startled. He wanted to return the hug back, with the same force as her, but couldn't move at all – his limbs wouldn't obey. All he could do was to tilt his head a little, so that his cheek touched slightly the vertex of warrior girl's head.
From this gesture, her grip loosened slightly, became more tender, tremulous. She had lost too many friends in this battle, but Estinien... he felt like more than a friend.
His always-harsh speech and defiance, honesty and unwavering desire to fight –even after conquering his consciousness by Nidhogg – nurtured tiny shoots in her heart, which grew stronger every day until they finally turned into blooming buds of delicate clematis, as blue as his tired eyes.
“You're even dumber than Alphinaud...” Mistein mumbled, still nuzzling into his skin.
Her breath tickled Estinien’s skin in an unfamiliar way, causing goosebumps, and the man instinctively jerked, banging his jaw against her head… but the girl, it seem, didn’t notice his awkward gesture.
The woman suddenly recoiled, expression changed to a frown, hands gripped Estinien’s shoulders tightly – even through the fabric he could feel the claws, digging into the skin.
“Uh, I-I'm sorry...” he said in a quiet voice. The Azure Dragoon obviously usually wasn't so meek and docile, but with her – with her it's the other way around. Sometimes he even wanted to be weak, wanted to see again that tender side that Mistein preferred not to show, to feel her warmth and serenity, which she bestowed on loved ones at such moments.
However, Estinien was always ashamed of such thoughts and diligently drove them away, behaving deliberately Distant and serious.
“Come on, do you have any idea how it looks from the side?” the man tried to pronounce it as calmly as possible, even a little condescendingly, “Two friends. Snuggle in bed at night?” He grinned, hoping that the dimming lamp wasn't enough for her to see that flushed face of his.
The girl's lips, surprisingly gently covered his own, giving a weightless kiss. It took Estinien a couple of seconds to realize what was happening before he could respond to such sudden – but at the same time welcome – gesture.
“Two friends? I– are you serious?” Mistein sounded indignant.
The man looked at her in surprise and barely managed to squeeze out some incoherent words, as Au Ra’s clawed hands grabbed his collar. For a moment, he thought she's going to start shaking him vigorously or even bang his head against the wall with all her force, but to his surprise – he was jerked forward.
The lamp on the bedside table finally burned out, leaving the two in a room illuminated only by the silver moon, hidden from prying eyes, until the dawn sunlight disturbs their peace again...
What kind of NPC would your character be? Where could you find them?
Merchant - What would they sell?
Quest Giver - What's the quest? One off or chain? The reward?
Companion - How do you unlock them? Do they have a specific companion quest line?
Romanceable? What's the reward?
Regular NPC - What's their dialog?
Quest Giver
Sworded Woman — Dark Request
You have met a mysterious Au Ra woman armed with a huge sword in the Coerthas Central Highlands. In an arrogant tone she asks(forces) you to help her deal with some “dangerous” creature.
During the quest, you will learn more about the monster that both of you have to get rid of.
Together with Sworded Woman you are finally following the footprints closer to the lair of the beast… but suddenly you are struck by dark energy.
The next moment you opened your eyes — you completely alone and dark creature like you have never seen before, radiating malice, is preparing to attack you.
After the final, decisive blow, the creature bursts into an inhuman scream, and for a moment you lose your eyesight. As soon as everything clears up, you find only a small earring at the place of the monster's death, nothing more. But woman with the sword is still nowhere to be seen.
You leave the place. Head is spinning with thoughts of an unknown being, and yet... where exactly your “short-term” companion went?
Somewhere far away in the snowy mountains, a woman is waiting in the wings. Her sword is ready, her mind is finally clear.
Sworded Woman's theme
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How dynamic is your OC? Are they quick to leap into action? Or are they more sluggish or sedate?
Mistein reacts very quickly to any situation and gets down to business almost immediately. She is quite abrupt and does not think about her actions most of the time, acting on impulse.
Which leads to her getting too carried away and others having to stop her.
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⊱ Mistein Liciere ⊰
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full name: Mistein Liciere
title: Warrior of Light
aliases: “old girl” | “hag”
race: Au Ra | Raen
gender: female
age: unknown
relationship status: in a somewhat romantic connection with Estinien
extra: she doesn't quite remember her past and learning about her present
⊱༒Appearance ⊰
height: 4'8" | 142 cm
hair color: black & white strands
eye color: golden with black limbral rings
skin & scales color: pale white
Sometimes purposefully mischievous, and very serious at other moments.
Even though Mistein looks young, she tries to behave more strictly towards the younger ones, usually looking at them with the “big sister” arrogance, trying to moralize them in “her own style”. She may look full of bravado from time to time, but she has a soft spot for her friends and people around her, and despite her apparent snarkiness, she often acts in the interests of others.
Mistein is really enjoying a new world unknown to her, as she has been absent for a long time.
⊱༒Story ⊰
The Au Ra was found in one of the newly formed crevices in Coerthas just after Calamity. Covered with snow, she lay there without breathing until her soul awoke. With first breath, Mistein opened her eyes, blinded by the light and unbearable pain.
The knights carried her to the nearest camp, where she stayed for a while until she regained consciousness. People didn't see much of Auri in those lands, so she was somehow attracting unwanted attention.
Her memories of the past were very foggy, as she knew only vaguely about it – that she had been banished from her land, forgotten, exiled. Shattered, watching the catharsis...
Over time, she recollects some more about her background – of her past habits and passions; does she always look like this?...
Then started nightmares. They were too real, haunting her every step, every breath, every moment. Something awoken too, with her.
But these nightmares were driven away by a gentle, long-familiar voice. The same voice that guided her before the darkness. Darkness, that was lit with temporary cloudy flashes of consciousness, soft glow and the glitter of blue crystals.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Mistein remembered someone, something: man on some flying structure, praying woman with white hair and bright blue eyes, and someone mighty, who made her woke up eventually...
For some time, she worked and lived in the camps of Coerthas to pay off the "debt" of her salvation. Sometime past and visions began to appear for her again. She started to travel by following the voice, spent about five years wandering, until she ended up in Ul’dah to start her journey.
⊱༒Main NPCs relationships ⊰
Alphinaud — He’s taking on too much responsibility and tries to seem mature, but in her eyes, he is still a child who worries too much, so she likes to remind him of that, by treating him like a baby.
Alisaie — Mistein respects her boundaries most of the time, because, unlike her brother, Alisaie doesn't pretend to be more than she is. Mistein likes her audacity and honesty, but that favorability doesn't keep her from irritating that girl at times.
Thancred — Although he's a nice guy, he's also too careless for his age and always surprises Mistein with his uncharacteristic resilience when he's serious. In some way, he reminds her of herself.
Y’shtola — They're just good friends, who occasionally exchange barbs and subtle insults which cause small, dry quarrels. But they both know that they treasure each other after all.
Urianger — She likes his high-flown speech and honesty, but they don't have many points of contact, apart from a shared love for friends.
G’raha — She likes his kindness and responsiveness, but because of his excessive admiration for Mistein, she often pokes him about it. She treats him sweetly as the youngest, and sometimes likes to show her favoritism for this Miqo'te.
Tataru — Mistein scares Tataru, so she tries not to cross paths with her more than necessary. Besides, that particular Lala’ doesn’t need to know where the “emergency money” went.
Krile — They quickly got along based on a shared love of teasing, although Mistein often does it in a cruder from Krile form, which she unsuccessfully scolded for. They like to gossip among themselves and discuss others.
Estinien — At first, Mistein was annoyed by his brusqueness and inability to read the situation, reinforced, and, at first glance, by his disregard for others. But the more she got to know him, the more she realized that all this was just a facade, behind which Elezen, traumatized by the past, was hidden, trying to fix a long-standing situation at any cost. Over time, she became attached to him, and later even began to experience previously unknown feelings, which were revealed at the moment when she almost lost him.
TL;DR slowburn.
⊱༒Tags ⊰
main tag: #mistein liciere | #mistein lore
asks&stuff tags: #mist canon | #mistein asks | #mistein fun | #screenshots
pairing: #mistinien | #husbunny
ooc: #rinadmin stuff | #reblogged; not mine | #others OCs | #oc ask list
