Gold Saucer

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#Hildiweek2025 Day 3: Dancing

Light World, Lighter Feet

The last lightwarden of a ruined world dances with an old friend in the violet woods.

A narrative poem and an alternate ending to Shadowbringers!

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"His father owns the Gold Saucer?" "Apparently he's one of the richest men in Ul'dah, which is saying something in Ul'dah. It explains why his son can just wander the land investigating whatever cases he pleases." "Goodness. Good work if you can get it. At least he seems friendly, if a bit unusual." Cyr smiled ruefully. "Unusual puts it mildly. I've never met such a disturbingly strange man, or one who strangeness so gathers around. It's if he's blessed by the gods themselves, and cursed at the same time, to be something that transcends all logic and understanding." Adkiragh leaned in, grinning. "So he's a man who scares you?"

#Hildiweek2025 Day 7: Gold Saucer
Cyr discusses his strange visitor with Adkiragh
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It's Cyr Blyme (now Cyr Tinuviel since he was the one to changed his surname), Nyx Tinuviel, Philotes Tinuviel and Gigi stand together front of the mural Gigi painted of Hildibrand, Nashu and himself.

#Hildiweek - 4/23 + 4/25 - Family (and Future because I accidently skipped it)

In the future they have their little happy family. :,)

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When Adkiragh expressed no knowledge of Cyr's whereabouts, the man leaned in across the bar, squinting suspiciously at him through the monocle. Adkiragh reflexively set his fingers against the knife he kept sheathed beneath the bar, though his smile continued to be pleasant. "My apologies I cannot be of more help, good ser." "Then since he is not here, I suspect," the man announced. "That you have actually built this entire bar around Master Blyme's house, stone by stone, and converted it into this so-called 'Hard Place' as a disguise for your criminal activities!"

#Hildiweek2025 Day 6: Family. A strange man arrives at The Hard Place, seeking Inspector Cyr. archiveofourown.org/works/648968...

Shenanigans

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"You don't understand!" Cyr insisted. He flung his arms wide, pacing the space before the bar. "One heretic in view means more must be hiding in the shadows, waiting to contaminate the innocent with their poison. I was trained to see those signs, because to overlook them meant dooming an entire population. A sinister burning to the eyes, fingernails growing into points like claws, fiendish scales corrupting the skin—" "Horns?" Adkiragh put in flatly. "Ah-well, horns would certainly be a sign of…." Cyr paused, trailing off as his gaze wandered across Adkiragh's face. Chitinous dark scales framed a lilac-grey face whose narrowed eyes glowed bright gold from the limbal rings magically inked into the irises. And, of course, there were the horns. "Ah. Mm." Cyr chewed on his lower lip as he tried to figure out if there was a way to walk this back. (There was not.)

#Hildiweek2025 Day 5: Future
The inspector connects a few dots
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Cyr and Nyx are standing near each other. Nyx is flipping an egg, it's flying in the air as she flips it. Cyr watches the egg nervously.

#Hildiweek - 4/23 - Crafting

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It had been such a pleasure to watch how the Idyllshire crowds had gone from cautious disinterest to following him around, tugging at his pant legs, calling his name across the plaza, or in one case actively lobbing a tome at his head with zero context. He'd had to set up his own stall and make the patrons form an orderly queue while he politely listened to their requests. Much of it was arbitrating disagreements. Unlike a lot of adventurers Cyr was completely literate, which meant a lot of explaining to sellswords exactly what was in the contracts they'd signed. Adkiragh picked up a few folded-paper charms from Khloe and a bag of sausage buns from Woolnix, slowly making his way across the crowded market to Cyr's table. By the time he arrived, Cyr was staring intensely at two brass and leather contraptions laid out on his table, while two goblins were shouting accusations at each other in front of him. "What's their quarrel?" Adkiragh muttered, leaning in to peer at the devices too.

#Hildiweek2025 Day 4: Crafting
An Inspector's talents are greatly in demand at the Idyllshire market. (This is a 2-part piece so switching the prompts for the days to fit each half better.) archiveofourown.org/works/648968...

Cyr and Nyx are in front of a fountain. They're mid dancing, Nyx leaning up against him. Their hair flowing towards the right.

#Hildiweek - 4/22 - Dancing

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First meetings

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Adkiragh was beaming at his bar's new orchestrion, installed just this morning by its goblin creators, with the warmth usually reserved for wedding days and firstborn children. It was a mass of piping and gears, as most goblin-made contraptions were, and shown like a sculpted breastplate in the morning sun from the windows. "I remember the archbishop had one in his personal chambers," Cyr noted. It was smaller than this, no bigger than a hatbox. I saw it when I visited him with Ser Charibert, right after it was installed. He said it was to save the labor of having musicians climb all the way up there to play for him." Cyr paced around the device, inspecting it with an intensity that seemed to hint he suspected the device of some sort of malfesiance. Adkiragh had come to find the intensity charming. Back in the Steppe he'd made his name as a warrior and leader of men, but he'd never had the same knack for the hunt that Cyr did.

#Hildiweek2025 Day 3: Shenanigans
Cyr Blyme investigates the Hard Place's new gobbie-made orchestrion machine. archiveofourown.org/works/648968...

Summer shenanigans

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Julyan is walking forward, drowned in a red aura. Eyes glowing red as well. Cyr is hugging Nyx as he looks over in fear at Julyan.

In the background is Hildibrand and Godbert doing the Manderville dance. Julyan is still surrounded with a red and angry aura. Cyr is still hugging Nyx.

In the background Hildibrand and Godbert are still doing the Manderville dance. Julyan is still surrounded with a red and angry aura. However she draws a giant frying pan. Cyr is still hugging Nyx, Nyx then changes her standing position upon seeing the big frying pan.

#Hildiweek - 4/21 - Shenanigans

Never a dull moment with the Mandervilles.

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It's younger Cyr Blyme, he's holding a letter he received from Nyx. He's looking down at it with a smile.

Nyx Tinuviel is holding a letter she received from Cyr. Nyx is also looking down at it with a smile. Her mother is standing behind her with a hand on Nyx's shoulder.

It's an older Cyr, in mid conversation with someone off screen. While speaking he dropped his full name.

Nyx is looking over at Cyr. A surprised expression on her face as she recognizes Cyr's name. Knowing this is the person where she exchanged letters with in her childhood.

#Hildiweek - 4/20 - First Meetings

They had exchanged letters when they were young, but it wouldn't be until later in life when they finally met in-person.

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Adkiragh stared until he noticed Cyr's sharp blue eyes were open, watching himself be watched. "You fought a dragon?" Adkiragh asked, gesturing to the more chaotic burns across Adkiragh's front. Cyr shook his head. "No, Inquisitors were not sent against the horde. I gained these from my former master, Ser Charibert. Quite skilled at his craft, and more so at making his…opinions known. I gained these while in his service." Adkiragh shuddered at the thought. This Charrybear must be a demon of a man. At worst a cane should be used on a mishbehaving junior, not tongues of flame, and even then only to correct a truly dangerous error… And yet Cyr was touching one of the burns with an expression bordering on fondness, as if they were marks from a lover.

#Hildiweek2025 Day 2: Shenanigans.
Adkiragh discovers new Inspector friend has a rather unsettling past, leading to some rather specific preferences. (Referenced unhealthy past relationship, sexual content, burn scars, pyrophilia) archiveofourown.org/works/648968...

Hautbois x Hildi first meeting

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Cyr Blyme and Adkiragh kissing. The text says "Then I think, as the owner, I declare this bar closed." The lower text says "Happy birthday! <3 2/26".

All save one, who Adkiragh had left carefully undisturbed as he'd touched every other drunkard gently on the shoulder and encouraged them to stagger out the door. Private Inspector Cyr Blyme - Hyur, blonde, somewhere in his twenties, and very much on the hunt for something. Adkiragh did not know much of this Private Inspector (and for that matter was still a little unclear on what an 'Inspector' was and what function it performed in the community) but that was not uncommon in Idyllshire. People frequently came to Idyllshire to lose their pasts. If it wasn't relevant and you weren't told, you didn't ask.

#Hildiweek2025 Day 1: First Meetings

I'm cheating a little for Day 1 and reposting an earlier Cyr Blyme/Adkiragh Adarkim (from Custom Deliveries) fic, since it both fits the prompt and lets me reshare the lovely fanart @magitekwitch.bsky.social did for it. archiveofourown.org/works/46406980

Hello hello!
The first Hildibrand and Co ship week has been made !!

I look forward to seeing what is created this year! 🫶

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