// I’m gonna take a guess that it could be a Pugilist / Monk for the next one! Or a ninja!

// Only way to know is to see whether they will or not once Saturday comes? I had no idea that they normally reveal new jobs at Fanfest in EU tbh.

// Oh cool! Archer Meteor!

Gotcha, so no limited jobs! Either one is a possibility, and if there is a brand new job, it’s definitely going to be a surprise.

// Really? Which one was that?

Tbh if they are planning for another dps / tank, I can only think of Beastmaster 😂

// Meteor has gone tank and dps all his life— it has to be a mage now! Either healer or a magical ranged dps!

a drawing of a ghost that says ghost hug you can 't feel it but it 's there . ALT: a drawing of a ghost that says ghost hug you can 't feel it but it 's there .

I’m sorry you had been feeling off this week, and not being able to know what’s causing it can add the frustration to it ;;

If there is anything I can do to help, I’m here to lend an ear

He recovers physically over the following weeks, slower than it appears to others.

A thin scar along his side and ribs remains from the final exchange, and even after the body heals, the memory of that moment lingers longer than the injury ever does.

*Cracks knuckles*

Malakai doesn’t agree with Zenos, but in the fight he instinctively recognizes what Zenos is reaching for in that moment. Not his ideology, just the intensity of it.

And what unsettles him afterward isn’t the fight itself, but how naturally he was able to meet it.

Interesting! Jollibee is so well known in the Philippines which I thought they are gonna have the collabs there more!

The clothes looked really cute! They are probably gonna cost around $20-40 USD or more

WAIT THEY ARE DOING COLLABS FOR JOLLIBEE?

I bet it’s just gonna be at the Philippines and other Asia countries 🥺😭

Not here in US maybe?

This is my sudden unpopular opinion but I think it would be nice to comment more on peoples’ posts, whether Gpose, artwork, in general and etc! ✨

I cannot speak for everyone but I think most would love that! I know I’d love them!

Introducing Ink, the voidsent who has been residing inside Aurelius since he was little. Impeccable threat assessment, surgically efficient,

...and absolutely no interest in whether this is an appropriate time.

Aurelius is managing.

#FFXIV | #Elezen | #aurelius_lore

I think I’ll just say that where I currently am in MSQ is called “Void Theory”!

But that’s all I know— without much context YET 😭😂

them. It felt nice and calming.

However, the scent of cookfires grew only stronger, as they would soon approach at their destination.

Even when foods are being cooked, it wafted through the air. It smelled enticing.

“We are here…

I will return the item first.”

As the two trek towards Tailfeather in a shared and quiet silence of one another’s presence, he could not help but recall their conversation, and the slightest gesture of clenched fists.

What was it, what reason would it be that made Casra react?

While he pondered, a cool wind breezes past +

Malakai had went on a sole journey, for as long as he could remember. Even before he eventually became Hydaelyn’s champion.

Even so, he grew to be a lone wolf.

And for once, he did not thread upon a path all on his own.

For once he walked, side by side, with someone else other than himself. +

"I have fought for many others of the nations, for Eorzea... but not for myself."

Shifting his focus elsewhere, he glances around their surroundings. Time seems to have passed by quickly and evening has come sooner than expected. He spots a familiar place over the horizon.

"Tailfeather is ahead."

/Ishgard does not control you. It never did./

/You don't fight for Ishgard or for the Church. You fight for yourself./

Those same exact words repeated itself, had now been engraved into his mind.

It was easier said than done. It looked easy enough, but...

His lips slowly parted to speak. +

There was a long moment of silence, along with a paired green eyes that remained upon Casra, which lasted longer than usual. Not a word came out of his mouth, not yet.

He soon follows suit at the sage's gaze towards their fists, and takes note of the tight clench that came afterward. +

⚠️ WARNING: Will tank damage physically and emotionally

Or

⚠️ “I’m fine” (Lies professionally)

OR

⚠️ WARNING: 0% SOCIAL ENERGY, 100% “I GOT THIS” ENERGY

think, to be pushed against what he had been taught to do.

Finally, he turns his head and stares at the man. He notes their expression— they remain steadfast.

His shoulders gradually caved in, betraying the disciplinary weight he carried.

“I don’t know how.”

spoken to these dragons, Vidofnir and the rest. More importantly, the Father of Dragons, Midgardsormr. There were more to the war than meets the eye.

And Casra’s statement… This was not just any direct, ‘Here’s an advice, do what you will’ but more at the fact, that those words had forced him to +

His footsteps moved as usual, but the moment the second set that followed had ceased, he could feel Casra’s gaze upon him. He gradually stops just where he is.

There is no doubt it is the truth— that the dragons had roamed this land, before his kind decided to execute them.

And since he had +

Magic requires a strong mentality, and a skill to control aether.”

He briefly surveys around their surroundings.

“You had spoken that you spent your time with tomes— I never once asked, but where have you spent your days from before you became a Scholar?”

Malakai looks up at Aurelius, arms folded across his chest. He inclines his head slightly.

“Almost a decade… That is quite a long time.”

He nods, straightening himself up. A wall stood beside him, but he chose not to lean on it.

“Perhaps, but that does not make it any less so. +

Not in Ishgard.”

His ears perks up in an instant, hearing a stone loosen up, followed by a tapping noise that tumbled against the cobblestone path.

He pauses, taking a deep breath and exhales slowly.

“Options…” Malakai repeated the words, as if to weigh what it meant.

“I never had a choice. Not back at home… +

battle against enemies, you become quickly used to doing these things on your own. No questions asked…”

As Casra spoke, he listens quietly, and his hands curls up tight, then loosens them.

“Do you?”

He lowers his gaze once more, passing each rock or grass that he sees.

“… I suppose it does.

But that is not something I am adjusted to. Or not at all.”

He pauses.

“When you solely do tasks or +