#skysteelsun

Resurrecting dead loved ones via retainer is basically a Warrior of Light coping mechanism, I think

Laniaitte "I Heard You Were Talkin' Shit" Haillenarte

Papalymo “I’m sure this is all of Hydaelyn-shattering importance but it is SO dull; my amnesiac ass is taking a nap” Totolymo

Drop one of these words in my inbox and I’ll write a drabble centered around it’s meaning.

It had been years since he had heard the sound of riding a chocobo through snow. Once upon a time, snow was not altogether too unfamiliar to him; snows every winter, he knew Coerthas’ biting cold, knew the wind against his face like knives, the crunch of snow underfoot.

And the last time he had been in Coerthas, he had be fleeing failure.

He rides silently behind Stephanivien and..Joye, was it? She had approached him once before and he knew he should have relocated after, he knew, but he had grown complacent. And now he had allowed Stephanivien to drag him home.

Home. It was a bittersweet thought; a part of him had yearned for home ever since he had left Coerthas. He didn’t know how anyone would take it; the failed and presumed dead former commander of Steel Vigil, returned from the grave, seeking passage back into the city of his birth. They should have little trouble passing into the city; Ishgard had opened it’s doors to outsiders so even should he not be recognized he should have little trouble entering. However once people knew…

Chlodebaimt shivers and it’s nothing to do with the cold. Already, he was missing the safety of Charlot. Even as he clung to his home and his house, he had hidden who he was, and now he felt exposed. He could no longer hide who he was, not in the city of his birth, not when his family knew. Every fiber of his being was itching to turn around, turn and get his chocobo into a full run, wondering if he could get a far enough lead before Stephanivien and Joye noticed and gave chase. Wondered if he could outrun them.

Wondered if Steph would ever forgive him if he did.

These are honestly my favorite types of characters to play - the characters for whom canon gives us a TINY BIT of characterization but not ENOUGH, so you get to extrapolate from what was there.

ROSAMUM GIANTCLEAVER IS MY FAVORITE THING

Come ask my character really hard questions about themselves, their past, or their relationships.

He can barely comprehend the question- why would he resent sharing the attention and adoration? They were never things Dirthamen coveted, never anything his twin claimed. However, Dirthamen was a part of him, as surely as his arm was. Did one’s hand envy the foot for being able to support the body? For being able to walk?

Just so, Dirthamen was his arm. His shadow in the darkness, his ear in places he could not go, his confidant, his informant. His spymaster and his other half. Dirthamen was the reason he went to sleep at night, the reason he kept struggling higher, the reason he always wanted more. Dirthamen was his patience, the only reason he was able to wait for better opportunities, to rise higher.

THANK YOU FOR VALIDATING ME and my trash elf

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@stalwartxknight replied to your post

I mean Percival is being dragged off by the fun police. :T He didn't do anything.