WoLianger Week!

Day 1: Crystal / Bay

Day 2: Memory / Together

Day 3: Future / Marking

Day 4: Step / Change

Day 5: Balance / Twain

Day 6: Past / Conviction

Perhaps we're all just mourning in our own ways.

--------- for Wolianger Week day 7 - Grief | Eternity

Luninne took the urn from the crematorium attendant with a sniff and a thank you. It was strange to carry her parents' remains in such a little object, but it had been their wish to have their bodies reduced to ash. Well, it had been her mother's wish to do so - her father had admitted twas far more important to the Warrior of Light to be cremated than it was to himself. When asked why it was so important to her mother, Luninne learned that ancient beings called Ascians had been prone to taking dead bodies of those with power and influence for good to further their own ends.

She remembered then asking her father why her mother would be so afraid of that happening to her body when they had defeated the Ascians, and the look of pain in his eyes as he failed to answer. It was the first time that Luninne truly realized that her mother's adventuring had been hard on her, and why she had tried so many times to retire from it. She also remembered the hug she gave her father, and the promise that she wouldn't ask him again about it. He only added that he wished to have his ashes intermingled with hers to further dilute her essence.

Luninne stepped onto the airship to Gridania, her height and grieving attitude acting as a shield as she held the urn close. Louineaux was gathering his family and they would hold a small funeral at the Lotus Stand before spreading the ashes across the Star. She luckily had a private cabin on the airship, and gave herself permission to have a good cry and grieve alone before facing family.

Though historically (or because) there was tension between the Duskwights of Gelmorra and the hearers and Padjal of Gridania, Kan-E-Senna herself wished to bless the Warrior of Light and her husband safe passage to the aetherial sea. Louineaux was able to thank the Seedseer with far more grace and sincerity than Luninne could ever manage. She sniffed at the thought that there would be a day where she couldn't rely on him because he'd be dead like their parents, and then started crying at the returning realization that they were, in fact, gone. With a look of pity, the Seedseer left the twins alone to mourn as Louineaux wrapped his arm around his sister's shoulders. 

Junelezen Day 7: Eternity

Their adventures in Tural have brought thoughts of family to the forefront for Ariane and Urianger--family ties, family legacies. They've begun to talk more of their own future... marriage, perhaps even children. And thus, the question of how and where they might be married. Such simple questions and yet so fraught with complex meanings and lingering questions.

Many possible venues present themselves... the Waking Sands, the Rising Stones, the Nymphaeum, Nophica's Altar... of course, the Sanctum of the Twelve... perhaps even the Crystarium, if Y'shtola's work bears fruit. Which place holds the greatest significance to them both? What does it mean to be joined in the sight of the gods when your gods are dead? What meanings may still be found in their rites and rituals? Given what they now know, all that has been revealed to them in these last years, what is the meaning of "eternal bonding"?

Wolianger Week, Day 6: Water

His ass did not wanna get in that water (at first) (it's only a foot deep this time)

Beach Episode??????????!! Part 2: The slightly better at Gpose sequel

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Wolianger Week, Day 5: Life/Death

Inspiration

"Darling, I think I found a place where we could hide for a while," Rowan whispered.

His eyes shown with mischief. "Twould give Krile an abundance of worry if one of her patients were to disappear."

"We can quickly return if she truly gets worried. But it'll take a while for anyone to find us if they search."

So they departed quietly from the Dawn's Respite, hand in hand, up the stairs of the Rising Stoness.

"I had not realized that our base of operations had been so labyrinthine this entire time..." Urianger muttered.

"This is the last door, I promise," Rowan said, opening it.

The door opened out to a balcony and they stepped out into the gloom of Mor Dhona. 

"Art thou certain that there shall be no passersby to observe us? Tis more for thy sake that I remind thee," he asked.

She shrugged. "One thing I remember from Yugiri and the shinobi is that nary a soul thinks to look up. As long as we're not loud..."

Urianger took a long arc around the balcony, chin in hand. "Then if thou feelest safe..."

Raising your Black Mage for the 1178th Time

a bunch of glass cannons, all of them.