“Oh baby, do tell.” Muur said with a grin, bracing herself for some putrefied horse womb grade nonsense straight out of Parcelsus’ books.
“First, use a clean knife to carefully remove the wing’s membrane. It’s crucial that it isn’t damaged, we will need it later,” He instructed, Muur following suit with the closest thing to a scalpel available in the twelve-set of blades Cocobusi had laid out, “Then, use that same knife to make ...
2025-04-19 12:37:27 +0000 UTC
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Cocobusi coughed into his fist as he collected himself, “I would not worry about any ‘shoulds’ regarding his license. I have it on very good authority that it was ripped to shreds, whether or not it was force fed to him and washed down with one of his ‘ethers’ is open to debate and interpretation. All I know is that our Guildmaster was shockingly calm and collected following such a blunder. Alas, this is hardly the first time such a thing happened, merely the most egregious in recen...
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“Here we are,” Behind the door had been the rest of the guild. Which the lalafel told her expanded both above and below the entrance’s floor, to encompass five different floors. Her guide hadn’t shown her any of them, instead taking her to the back of the current floor and down a corridor, “While some alchemists within the Guild possess personal labs - me being one of them - the majority of the work is being done in work areas such as these.” Opening a second door identical to man...
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Pushing the large door open, the scent of chemical cleaners hit her all at once. Pushing past it, she entered the Guild’s atrium and found herself both surprised and not. Just like with the Goldsmith and Weaver Guilds, the Guild’s front desk was immediately to her right as she stepped inside. Once again, it was on a raised platform with low tables, couches and seats sprinkled about. A lower section set to her left, this one filled with bizarre alchemical contraptions that a dozen or so me...
2025-03-28 14:33:44 +0000 UTC
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Priests of The Twins are expected to serve as unbiased arbiters of mercantile practices. There are two manners by which our order accomplishes this: Either the study of tomes, records and books to ensure no laws are broken, and that the rightful price is paid to those who ought to receive it. Or, by becoming an expert of the concerned craft.
Most opt to simply limit themselves to being arbiters of contracts, for stepping upon the path of the tradecraft or fieldcraft is ...
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After explaining her rather lax responsibilities to her, Cocoboha sent Muur away. As she walked back to her room, a look through one of the other papers told her that she’d have to vacate her current room, seeing as it was meant for pilgrims and visitors. There were directions to her new room, as well as a note informing her that she would be sharing it with another initiate. Who, exactly, was still up in the air.
The last sheet was a list of “tasks” that the Guildmasters wished h...
2025-03-15 15:54:15 +0000 UTC
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“Made time to join us, I see?” When Muur arrived at the Black Blades’ training grounds, she was quickly noticed by an Algar sitting on the sidelines and sipping from an earthenware water vessel.
“Been meditating and doing aetheric exercises for nine, almost ten hours now. Really needed a change of pace and I figured, hey.” The lizard wizard’s tail gestured languidly at the grounds. She was hoping that watching them go at it may give her some useful insights, whether f...
2025-03-08 20:30:05 +0000 UTC
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Snapping open their eyes, Muur found themselves elsewhere. Gone was the lonely, isolated room in the catacombs. In its place was a grand corridor, it’s ceiling crumbling bearing the grand arches of a palace, fragments of its shattered walls were held aloft by pure nothingness as they lazily bobbed up and down, up and down– an errant whisper of wind causing one to tremble in place and spin lightly.
The floor was that of their new home, the simple layout of rectangular bricks...
2025-03-01 15:01:34 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 15:“Why am I even here too?” Fise sighed.
“Because,” Silent chirped, patting his head, “you didn’t manage to outrun me when I demanded payback for an entire night of mindless research that led to absolutely nothing~!”
“Right,” Groaning and rolling his eyes, he offered a book to Muur, “Here, this book contains a number of meditation and self-influencing methods. It might help with the ‘mental fortitude’ aspect of your research.”
“Why’re y...
2025-02-22 18:47:12 +0000 UTC
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Following the mysterious thaumaturge’s instructions, Muur didn't take long to arrive at the door to the Guildmasters’ office. As she walked closer, she began to hear voices from inside, their words muffled into intelligibility by the thick walls and heavy door.door.
So she did the reasonable thing and just knocked softly, mindful of the acoustic engineering the Ossuary had been built with.
The conversation paused, and moments later, the door opened, “Ah, good,” One ...
2025-02-15 18:07:35 +0000 UTC
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“Hey, wake up. Food’s getting served,” Muur woke up to the sound of knocking, and the voice of the brat that had ‘welcomed’ her to the temple on her first day in this world. What was her name again? “If you take too long, there won’t be any bacon left.”
That got her bolting out of bed and getting herself presentable faster than anything.
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“My, you are certainly… ...
2025-02-08 20:01:23 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 12:
“Halt!” A garlean soldier shouted, his heavily accented voice showing how little he cared for the common tongue.
“Ah, er– Yes, of course, m’lord.” The voice of her temporary companion answered as he put down the large barrel, “What, er. [Wot can I do fer ye?]”
“You can start by ceasing your butchering of the Garlean tongue,” The soldier said, the disgust permeating his tone almost hiding how he cringed at the other man...
2025-02-01 19:57:51 +0000 UTC
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Following along took them into a downward slope. The insides of the workshop, or whatever this place was, clashed quite a bit with the outside. For the most part, the walls of the buildings that laid within Ul’dah were somewhat drab. Oh certainly, the architecture itself was quite pretty and there were an abundance of small stalls, banners and sunshades livening up the streets with all the colors of the rainbow and then some. But it didn’t stop the fact that the walls were almost all the ...
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“Vaguely? I have heard the term in passing a couple of times, but that’s it.” The lizard woman replied with a helpless shrug.
“Prepare to hear it more often than not then,” Kofle quipped, staring into her glass of probably-whiskey. Definitely had the right look and serving style, “The realm owes its survival to them.”
“Aye. Kofle has the right of it here. They’re a… complicated topic. We all know their deeds, we’ve even records of them. But–” The o...
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Cocobezi was still clutching his sides and chuckling by the time they reached the city gate, “I-hihi–in spite of your companion’s silly scheme,” He giggled, wiping off a tear, “She is correct that you ought to register as an adventurer. To be a thaumaturge unlocks numerous doors, joining the Adventurers Guild will unlock even more.”
“And it means better variety of jobs, too.” Muur hummed agreeably. She didn’t think she would ever find flinging around elemental w...
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“BY THE TWELVE PUMPS THOSE LEGS APRENTICE!”
Things had been going great. Wonderful even. Twenty wasps had died without any sort of issue, or much resistance– barring one that slipped past Kofle’s notice and attempted to stab Muur with its stinger. Exactly as the lizard wizard had promised, it had been batted back to the frontlines. What she had omitted was that she knew how to safely release the staff’s buffer on impact, meaning that it returned as a bunch...
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Evidently, Kofle did not get a say in this. Or she waived it by following the two mages as they left the city. At the gate, a few of the guards clearly noticed Muur and the miqo’te, and made to intercept them– right up until they noticed the diminutive mage chattering at their sides.
The moment they realized just who was accompanying them, the Brass Blades gave a picture perfect salute… if not for the slight shiver of fear that visibly went down their spines. Cocobez...
2025-01-09 13:30:26 +0000 UTC
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"Well, I must say. You've proven yourself quite the mess maker, young lady!" One of the guildmaster's brothers cheerily declared as he entered the room. After her little revelation, she'd been shuffled away into a small side room, "Rarely do I ever see my brother so deeply choleric these days!"
"Sorry about that, didn't realize we'd been talking across each other. Doesn't help Gankma didn't bother telling me what that token meant." Muur grumbled that last bit mutinously.
2025-01-09 13:26:13 +0000 UTC
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“Thank you for being honest,” The pack of Lalafell escorted Muur as they moved through the various corridors of the temple complex, “You see, this routine is one we have been working on for quite some time. A personal request from a highly influential noble, the idea to practice it during this meeting came to us during the morning. Your feedback will be invaluable in ensuring we live up to our reputation– and fee!”
“Indeed! However, I, Cocobuki Lolobuki, The Piercing ...
2025-01-06 20:38:11 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 4:
Moving to the side, she didn’t even hesitate before taking off her robe, “I would also entreat you to unpack any clothes in need of cleaning. I’ve asked her to bring your pack to your room, and the clothing you left behind to the temple’s cleaner– nightwear will be provided should you need it.”
“On it.” Neil squeaked, all too glad for the distraction. Never had a backpack been opened and its contents laid out so quickly. Nor had ever ears smoked...
2025-01-06 20:35:02 +0000 UTC
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“Well, I s’pose that’s where we part ways then.” The end of the ride had been a quiet one. Every passenger having either gawked at the slums, looked at them with profound sadness and regret, or carefully constructed neutrality.
The wagon had then stopped at the gate of Nald, one of the massive gatehouses built into the wall. Brendt had stayed on, apparently the entire wagon (a rented one, if the East Aldenard emblem on it was any indication) was filled...
2025-01-06 20:32:36 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 2:
“–BRASS BLADE INSPECTION!” Three more men rode up, making five of them. The first two, the ones that had thundered up, parked themselves at the front. That handily cut off the wagon’s advance, while the other three did the same at the back blocking any escape.
Each of them wore the same set of clothing. Red, airy robes with a once-white, turned sandy yellow by the elements, trim. Layered over them was a sturdy steel chainmail, itself kept in place by red leather...
2025-01-06 20:30:36 +0000 UTC
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As he browsed the Internet, Neil ran into an ad.
A very familiar one, because he’d seen its kind again, and again, and again. It seemed like they were always the first through the door when Adblock slept on its filter updates.
Final Fantasy Fourteen, the critically acclaimed MMORPG! With an expanded free trial which you can play through the entirety of A Realm Reborn and the award-winning Heavensward expansion up to level 60 for free with no restriction on playti...
2025-01-06 18:02:56 +0000 UTC
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