The Viera woman and the larger Hyur man collide, pushing the crate into the Viera's chest as the man drops his note, his arms spread in surprise. The Viera yells. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "NOPHICA'S TITS!"

The Hyur man takes a step back from the Viera as the crate is now on the ground, his arms still spread in surprise. She yells at him. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Brjóstin mín! (my tits!) What's WRONG with you?! You had better beg the Twelve you didn't bend a pier-"

The Viera crosses her arms across her chest while the man speaks. Text box reads as follows: Keshkwa: "My deepest apologies, miss! Are you hu- wait, I know you! You were at the Thaumaturgy Guild yesterday. And the Gladiator Guild the day before that! You seem to be seeking knowledge; perhaps I can help. My name is Keshkwa; I'm on a pilgrimage from Tural. Perhaps, as penance for my carelessness, I could provide some combat lessons to you. Unfortunately, I do have somewhere to get to, but come to the Sapphire Exchange in a few hours and find me, and we can discuss my offer further."

The Viera kneels over the dropped note, the man gone, but another man in the distance guarding a door - slightly out of focus. She thinks to herself. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "He dropped his note. Should I return it to him? Or finish my delivery to the..what the hells were they called again? The possums? No, that can't be it.."

Fate intervenes to present Kel with two unique opportunities. Which way is the 'right' way? Which path will she walk?

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A young man with a shortbow speaks to Kelevra with crossed arms. Text box reads as follows: Stranger: "Far be it from me to dissuade another adventurer from learning a new tool of the trrade, but many of your current and future challenges would be reduced with a shortbow. Longbows are...tribulations."

Kelevra returns her arrow to her quiver as she speaks. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "My tribe used longbows similar to these for generations, and even the ungir stríðsmenn - the young warriors - could use them. I just need to practice with it more, that's all."

The man uncrosses his arms. Text box reads as follows: Stranger: "Yes, I'm sure the youth of the Golmore Jungle are very adept archers, but you're in Eorzea now. Tradition has its place, but you choose your own path here. Maybe your calling lies elsewhere. Then again, what do I know? I'm just a stranger passing through."

The man strides away, leaving Kelevra with her thoughts and a wave. Text boxes read as follows: Stranger: "That said, I do have prior engagements to get back to. Good luck, adventurer. May the Twelve guide you!" Kelevra: "Some days I wonder where that adventurer ended up.."

A very, very familiar face leaves Kelevra with a different perspective, and some advice she had not expected from someone so young.

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Kelevra holds a bow and a low arrow, focused ahead of her. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Bara einn (just one)..Just one..."

The Viera looks to her side as someone speaks off-camera. Text box reads as follows: Stranger: "Bit close for a longbow, aren't you?"

A young man with a shortbow on his back speaks to the Viera, his arms crossed. Text boxes read as follows: Kelevra: "Well, I'm training. This is how I learn." Stranger: "Assuredly. However, a shortbow is much easier for beginners." Kelevra: "Who said I'm a beginner?"

The camera cuts to the training dummy as the man speaks off-screen. There are several arrows short of the target, with a few in the walls behind the target, and one in a completely different target. Text box reads as follows: Stranger: "Well, unless your goal is to till the land in front of the target, or you have a particular vendetta against his ally, it strongly appears you're squarely in the "learning" part of archery."

"Legacies"

Maybe sometimes, the old ways aren't the best ways.

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A Viera with bandaged eyes, hands, and chest tries to lean up out of bed. An unknown voice speaks to her. Text box reads as follows: ???: "It's alright! Calm yourself.. Don't move too quickly. You're safe, in medical care. The chirurgeons were able to stem the bleeding, but you lost...well, you lost a great many things in that cave. Please...rest. I'll make sure you're not interrupted. You're safe."

The Viera lies back down and begins to sleep. The figure, now seen as a young Thancred, watches over her, and reaches out to hold her outstretched hand. Text box reads as follows: Thancred: "Thank the Twelve you survived."

The Viera sits up in bed, dressed. There are scars across her cheek, and her left eye is missing an iris. She narrates "It took weeks before I was able to take off the bandages. Months before I felt safe leaving the bed. They had fitted me with a glass eye, to help me feel normal again. But the scars stayed. A reminder I was not normal. A reminder of my failure. Of my weakness." A doctor in a white robe speaks to her. Text box reads as follows: Chirurgeon: "Do your best to be careful. While glass will help maintain appearances..it cannot undo the damage that was done. It will take some time for your body to adjust to the changes. Before you go, the man that brought in left something for you, on the cabinet there..."

Kelevra reaches out with her left hand, her right reaching up to cover her face as tears fall freely. She is reaching out for the jewelry that was stolen from her, resting on top of Thancred's eyewrap. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "But some things can make the burden a little lighter."

They say that time heals all wounds, but some can close on their own. Others need more than time, but the kindness of people can help to heal even the deepest wounds.

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A Roegadyn kneels over a bloodied Viera, and speaks, while a Mi'qote inspects a backpack. Text box reads as follows: Bandit: "She won' last much longer. Grab 'er bag, I got the metal. Sun'll be up soon, and it's bes' we ain't here to see it."

A bloodied Viera lies crumpled on the ground, thinking to herself. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "I'm gonna die. I'm going to die, alone, in a cave. Why didn't I fight harder? Why...why is my face so wet..."

A very pale and bloodied Viera lies in the dirt, thinking to herself. Someone out of frame yells to her. Text boxes read as follows: Kelevra: "So tired...how long...how long have I been laying here...? No one...no one even knows I'm here...I'm sorry, Móðir..." (mother) ???: "Hold on! Keep breathing!! Damnit, stay awake!! STAY AWAKE!!!"

A Viera awakens in a bed, her chest, hands, and eyes bandaged. She yells as she wakes up. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Ha....HAAAAH! Where am I?1 Why can't I see?! WHY CAN'T I OPEN MY EYES?!?!"

The long night comes to a slow, agonizing close. As the sun rises, Kelevra finds herself seeking the comfort of something familiar in a time of need.

CW: blood.

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Three bandits stand over a Viera lying on the ground. The Roegadyn leader speaks. Text box reads as follows: Bandit: "See? Told ye, lads! Jus' a little gil, and them Serpents Fang recruits'll do jus' about anything for ye. Now then, miss - when those big ears o' yours stop ringin', empty those pockets and slide off them fancy rings."

The lead bandit pins the Vieras' hands above her head, holding a dagger near her face. He speaks to her threateningly. Text box reads as follows: Bandit: "Alright, miss. We keep some simple rules around here. You struggle? I cut you. You keep struggling? I cut deeper. You scream? Well, you best make it count; you'll certainly have something to scream about."

The Viera's right eye focuses on the dagger hovering over her left eye, as she thinks to herself. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Why is this happening? What do I do?? I'm scared...I don't want to die alone. Fight back! Do something! Scream! Kick!!! FIGHT BACK DAMNIT!!!"

The bandit slides a knife into the Viera's left eye as he speaks. Text boxes read as follows: Bandit: "Hard to believe you're deaf with those ears - so just dumb then. Have it your way, miss. Won't be so pretty now." Kelevra: "I don't remember when I stopped screaming...I don't remember when the pain stopped. I just know the world went red..and then it went black."

The kindness of a stranger is revealed to be the guidance of a predator.

!!! CW CW CW: Non-con restraint, blood !!!

Seriously, skip this if you're squeamish.

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Kelevra looks to Frinkalkan as we see Averil in the distance, out of focus. Frinkalkan has a smile as she speaks.

The smile from Averil's face fades as she looks on.

Her eyes drift to the ground silently, as her faked enthusiasm crumbles away.

Sometimes we throw on a brave face. Sometimes our own greed - our want for one anothers company - is the part that gets left unsaid.

Averil realizes in the final moments that this may not have been the happy memories she'd hoped to make.

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Frinkalkan gestures to the airship, as Averil waves with a smile to Kelevra. Text box reads as follows: Frinkalkan: "Time to go, Kelevra. We don't want to miss this flight." Averil: "Okay... good luck! Don't have too much fun without me. I'll be here when you come back... Kelevra: "Take care, Avi. I'll miss you too. It's just a few moons, I'll be back before you know it. Don't let your mom drive you crazy while I'm gone."

Averil looks on with a bittersweet smile.

Our view shifts around, watching Kelevra and Frinkalkan talking as they walk down the dock to the airship, out of focus.

The last words are said, the promises to see each other again soon...and the first steps into the next step are taken.

3/4

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Kelevra and Frinkalkan maintain their bow, both with an intense glare at each other as they have the same thought: "We're doing this my way."

Averil wrings her hands as Kelevra holds her arm, a dejected look on her face. Frinkalkan waits in the background, leaning against a wall. Text box reads as follows: "The next day..." Averil: "So this is it! After six moons together...you're finally running off on a new adventure!" Kelevra: "Avi...I don't HAVE to go...I can stay."

Averil places a hand to her chest, tears streaming down her cheeks as she speaks. Kelevra reaches up to her eye, wiping away visible tears. Text box reads as follows: Averil: "Oh Kel...don't cry, you'll make me cry. Just think of all the new things to see, people to meet...well, maybe not that last one. New foods? You do love to eat." Kelevra: "... *sniff* Skitur. (shit) You're already crying...and food is better than people."

Averil hugs Kelevra close as they both cry. Text box reads as follows: Averil: "It's not going to the same here without you, Kel. I'll miss you."

The new partnership spawns some unspoken tension, as heartfelt goodbyes with Averil are had on the airship docks.

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Kelevra approaches Frinkalkan and the airship staff from the previous comic, straining under the weight of several sacks. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Glad to see your pockets extend beyond our meager wares, Miss Palemoon." Frinkalkan: "When in Dravanian territory, do as the dragons do, I believe the saying goes. There's a very short list of things hard to get in Kugane, so I stock up when I find myself able to." Airship Staff: "Hnnnnngh!"

Kelevra crosses her arms, an unimpressed look on her face as she addresses Frin. The man carrying the sacks in the back seems to be sinking lower to the ground. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Mmhm, I see. And I'm sure an alchemist is providing strictly legal materials for an upstanding citizen such as yourself." Frinkalkan: "Of course! I'm a businesswoman first, Kelevra. Above board, across the board! Did you review my offer?" Airship Staff: "Gods...hurk!"

Kelevra places a hand on her hip, matching Frinkalkan's gaze. Behind them, the airship attendant crashes to the ground under the sacks, and the alchemist merchant yells. Text boxes read as follows: Kelevra: "Yes, I will come to the East with you, on the following conditions; I will not be involved in any illegal activities, and any products I make will carry our business' name." Shopkeep: "Fury above!"

Kelevra offers an eastern bow to Frinkalkan, while she offers a more formal bow in response as they continue to match each other's gaze. Text box reads as follows: Frinkalkan: "I agree to your terms, Miss Selnir. May our time together prove profitable, saumakona." (seamstress)

"A Change of Pace"

After much discussion with Averil, and knowing she can't pass up the opportunity, Kelevra seeks out the Palemoon proprietor in the markets to lay out the conditions of her acceptance.

Featuring @onlyfrins.bsky.social !

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And with that, I'm finally done spamming your timelines with old comics.

All of Kelevra's "canon stories" are now tagged under the #kelevieratales tag, so if you're like "Boo, comics, these suck!" you can mute the tag! Or view it if you'd prefer to skip my shitposts.

The Viera is again at the airship ticket vendor, her head in her hands and her eyes closed. Elyenora the vendor speaks "Hello again miss...Dare I ask, where you might be heading today?" Kel responds: "HELLO YES I WOULD LIKE ONE AIRSHIP TICKET ON THE FIRST DEPARTURE REGARDLESS OF DESTINATION THANK YOU I'M SORRY." but very rapidly, so the words all slur together.

Kel stares up at tall, foreign architecture reaching for the clouds. She says "It's freezing here! Where the fuck did I end up?!"

As with many things in life, the only one who can overcome your trials is you. It's hard, but it has to be done.

And when you succeed, the cage of anxiety falls away, and you can start turning the unknown into the known.

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The Viera looks uncomfortable, and nervous. She stammers as she speaks "I...uh, I mean...I...I-I want...to l-leave...um....uh..."

The Viera runs away from the Airship Ticket Vendor, sprinting back the way she came.

he Viera is back in her innroom, holding her legs close to her torso. Tears are streaming from her eyes as she yells "You f-fucking coward! You're supposed to be strong, you're supposed to be competent, and you're too damn s-scared to leave!"

The camera pans out slightly as the Viera's head slumps against her legs, stifling the sound of her sobs as her gear lies scattered around her.

The anxiety of the unknown can create a much smaller cage around your expectations than you could ever imagine.

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A Viera kneels over a backpack she's fiddling with, saying "Fucking asshole! I'm not afraid of leaving Ul'Dah. I'm competent, and strong, and fuck him! I could leave whenever I want to! I'll board an airship and go somewhere new, and write him a letter letting him know fifty NEW ways he can go fuck himself!"

The Viera has changed clothes, put on her pack, and is striding through the Ruby Exchange towards the Lift Operator in Ul'Dah. She's muttering to herself, in increasingly lower volumes; "I'll go all over the entire star! I'll write him a HUNDRED letters, each describing a new technique for shoving his head up his own ass! Then he'll see! Then, I'll go to Tural, and I'll track him down, and walk up and say "Hey jackass! Look whose world is small now!" and punch him square in the dick. THEN, I'll find his dad, and punch HIM in the dick, to make it generational trauma! Hell, maybe he has a brother I can sleep with, just to really mess with him! I bet his brother is hot too! He'll see, and then he'll regret ever leaving and he'll be all like "Oh Kel, I'm so sorry I left, how can I ever make it up to you?!" and I'll be too busy being doted on by his hot brother, and then-"

The Viera approaches a line of somewhat recognizable adventurers, all waiting at the Airship Ticket Vendor. She says "AND THEN, I'll find anyone else in his family left, and - oh hell, there's a line. Ugggggh..."

Much later, the Viera approaches the counter. The Ticket Vendor, Elyenora, speaks: "Greetings, miss. I apologize for the wait. Where would you like to travel today? We have airships heading all over Eorzea!"

"Fear of the Unknown"

Anger can lead to rash decisions, made in the heat of the moment. Kel learns the other side of that coin isn't more anger, but fear.

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Keshkwa and Kelevra argue, with Keshkwa looking exasperated. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "What do you mean leave Ul'Dah?! Why?? What could we possibly need out there we can't get here? Keshkwa: "What would you have me do?! It's my homeland! I must make for Old Sharlayan, and then back to Tural. That was the order given to me.

Kelevra argues angrily, as Keshkwa points an accusatory finger at her. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "And that means more to you than your stupid Guild?? Than me?!" Keshkwa: "Everything I do, I do for Tural. For my home. I thought you'd understand that more than anyone. Instead you act like an ignorant child, afraid of everything beyond their small world. I'm returning to Tural, and that's it."

Keshkwa strides away angrily as the rain begins to fall. Kelevra points an angry finger towards him, yelling. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Don't you fucking DARE call me a child! I've lived through things you'll NEVER understand! If you keep walking, you'll never see me again, is that what you want?! Did this time mean nothing?? Do I mean nothing?! Keshkwa!!"

Kelevra slumps to the ground, sobbing into her hands, alone.

Keshkwa makes a determined decision, while Kelevra is confronted with the fact that she still has a lot of growing to do as a person.

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Keshkwa and Kelevra clash swords, mid combat. Text box reads as follows: Day Fifty.

Kelevra and Keshkwa have combined their swords, and continue to spar. Text box reads as follows: Day Ninety.

Kelevra and Keshkwa walk together as night falls. Kelevra is now wearing a chainmail outfit. Text boxes read as follows: Keshkwa: "You have come far since we started. However, I'm not sure all the jumping is really necessary. You leave yourself wide open to attacks of a knowledgeable foe. Kelevra: "Look, I'll get the jumps down soon. Being a Viper is all about the flair! Besides, you finally got me to wear chainmail while we train, isn't that enough of a win for you?

We see the two walking back towards Ul'Dah as a cloudy fog rolls in. Text box reads as follows: Keshkwa: "If you had started wearing it when I first told you to, you'd have a lot less scars today." Kelevra: "Every scar has a tale! I'm pretty sure someone said that in my tribe once. Ancient Viera knowledge, passed down for generations. Scars build character." Keshkwa: "You're a character. I do have something to discuss with you, while we walk..." Kelevra: (internally) "I wish I'd noticed the clouds before we left the fort that day. Maybe then I would've been better prepared for what came next.."

Viper training continues as time flies by ever quicker, as something weighs heavily in the night air.

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Kelevra and Keshkwa converse. Keshkwa is carrying some clothing and a sword. Text boxes read as follows: Keshkwa: "Thank the gods. A couple asked if I was a unicorn? And then they requested to..see my horn...anyways, these are for you. Training garb and weapons. We start as soon as your dressed." Kelevra: "Oh yeah, you get used to that. I mean, it's not a bad way to spend a weekend, but three times is enough, you know? Anyways, go outside. I have my own clothes." Keshkwa: "...You can't be serious."

Kelevra approaches Keshkwa leaning against a pole in the Quicksands, wearing a new outfit. Text box reads as follows: Keshkwa: "Well, the leather was a good choice, at least. Silly to keep your arms exposed though. You'll learn that quickly." Kelevra: "I said outside - as in outside my ROOM, not outside the establishment. And I don't like restrictive clothing for combat. Why are we training at 4 in the morning?" Keshkwa: "I was not standing in that hallway again. We start early because you have no sword skills to speak of - meaning we have a lot of basics to cover in a short time. Let's go."

Keshkwa attacks a dummy as Kelevra takes notes. behind him. Text box reads as follows: Day One.

Keshkwa strikes the dummies shield, and Kelevra mimics the motion in the background herself on her own dummy. Text box reads as follows: Day Eight.

Keshkwa learns that The Hourglass can be just as dangerous as The Quicksand during twilight hours..

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A Viera sleeps as someone knocks loudly at her door. She hears a voice call through the door. Text box reads as follows: Keshkwa: "Kelevra? It's Keshkwa. I REALLY hope this is your room. I've tried five others already and saw some...things, I can't unsee. Kelevra?"

The Viera sits up, annoyed and brushing something away from her left eye, calling out a response. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Seven hells, I'm awake! Give me a second. Damn eye.."

Keshkwa continues to knock, and calls out as Kelevra reaches for something on her dresser. Text box reads as follows: Keshkwa: "Could I perhaps come in? There are...people roaming the halls.."

The knocks continue to get louder. Kelevra looks angrily into the mirror, her eye and wrap now secured in place. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Azeyma's fiery ass, that never gets any easier... TWELVE ABOVE I'LL BE THERE IN A SECOND!!"

We last left off with Kelevra abandoning Keshkwa to track her down at The Hourglass. Late into the night, a stranger appears at her door..

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Kel responds with her arms crossed. "Are you insane? First off, I'm not thrilled with the fact that you've been stalking me around town. Second, who says I didn't already choose one of the other Guilds? And third, what about me says I want to be your student?"

A Viera offers a shrug and says "...That said, you're right. All of the other Guilds sucked, and I have no passion for any of them. I have nothing better to do, and at worst, this will make a great 'horrible first date' story to tell at the tavern. I'm in."

The Viera walks away, waving over her shoulder while looking back at the man, saying "Alright, my turn to be vague and mysterious. I'm staying at the inn at The Quicksand, it's called The Hourglass. You come find me when we start training. Oh, and I forgot your note there, so you can grab that as well. Toodles!" Keshkwa thinks to himself "What a bizarre woman.."

There's no more left in me. I think I got it all out.

Kel is both unimpressed and impressed with Keshkwa at the same time, offering him the same choice he gave her earlier.

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The Viera once again looks up at the man, still leaning on her knees. "Kelevra. -pant- And yes, I like alliteration and the Gods seem as good as anyone to curse. It's not like they make a habit of paying attention." Keshkwa responds, his hands animatedly waving. "Well, that's certainly a stance to take. Where I'm from, the Gods are very real, and do not take kindly to insults. It seems the Twelve are less..active." Kel replies "Great to hear it. Did you ask me to meet you here to give me an unrequested lesson in the religion of strangers?

Kel straightens up, an unimpressed look on her face and a hand on her hip. Keshkwa continues "No, of course not! You have been touring the Guilds of this city, and it seems to little success, given the fact that you are here talking to me and not studying a discipline. Am I correct in that assumption?" Kelevra does not respond.

Keshkwa removes the swords from his back with a smile on his face, stating, "Then allow me to make amends for damaging your goods earlier. Let me show you the ways of the Viper! I have come here from Tural to build a Guild of my own! You could be my first student, and learn a discipline never before seen in these lands! What do you say?"

Keshkwa passively parries Kels' prickly personality with poise, propagating perilous prose to pique her passions for pedagogy. (Dear god why am I doing this)

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A Viera sprints down a road, past a figure slightly out of focus behind her, thinking to herself. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "He's -huff- gotta be here -huff- somewhere.."

The figure looks to the right down the road, while an offscreen Kelevra thinks. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Oh come -huff puff- on! Where is he?!"

An out-of-breath Viera leans on her knees, addressing a man with his arms crossed, leaning against a wall. He replies with a gesture. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Jeez, you could've -pant pant- at least told me -huff- where you'd -gasp- be! I've been running up and down -pant- the entire avenue! Keshkwa: "Yes, so I saw. It's kept me quite entertained during my wait. I do hope your cardio is more up to par than what you've shown here today."

The Viera looks at the ground, still gasping for breath. The man replies to her. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "You try running in heels you judgemental pri -wheeze- Nald'thal's nuts, I'm really out of breath here. -pant pant-" Keshkwa: "I kid, mi - did you just say Nald'thal's nuts? Do you make a habit of making curses of the Twelve?"

Kelevra finally catches up with the mysterious man who bodied a box into her bodacious baps, belying a bargain for her betterment. (Help me I don't know what I'm typing.)

1/3

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A Viera seems to be throwing a wand directly above a Lalafell mage practicioner, thinking to herself "NO."

A Viera holds a wooden katana with a very uncofident stance, facing off against an older Hyur wielding the same wooden sword, in a more practised and aggressive stance. She thinks to herself "I don't think so..."

The Viera is carrying a crate down some stairs, thinking to herself. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Four guilds, four failures.. Maybe if I offer to the repair the wall, they'll let me practice archery at the fort again.."

A Viera, lost in her own thoughts and carrying a crate, is on a collision course with a man focused on a note in his hand. The Viera thinks to herself. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Or maybe I can just start beating people with fabric rolls.."

Unfortunately, none of them seemed to feel 'right' to her, and she heads back to her regular duties, dejected and disappointed.

2/3

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A Viera surveys the city of Ul'Dah, thinking to herself. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Maybe bows aren't your calling. Pfft, know-nothing adventurer. But...maybe I'll check out some of the Guilds around town.."

The Viera thinks to herself "No..." while stabbing a training dummy with a shortsword and a shield on her arm.

The Viera thinks to herself "No.." while punching a training dummy with some kind of brass knuckle weapon, and wincing in pain.

A Viera enters an active stance, holding what appears to be a wand behind her back.

"New Experiences"

On the recommendation of an unspecified, brown-haired adventurer, Kelevra sets off around Ul'Dah to check out some of the various combat guilds.

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A young man with a shortbow speaks to Kelevra with crossed arms. Text box reads as follows: Stranger: "Far be it from me to dissuade another adventurer from learning a new tool of the trrade, but many of your current and future challenges would be reduced with a shortbow. Longbows are...tribulations."

Kelevra returns her arrow to her quiver as she speaks. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "My tribe used longbows similar to these for generations, and even the young warriors could use them. I just need to practice with it more, that's all."

The man uncrosses his arms. Text box reads as follows: Stranger: "Yes, I'm sure the warriors of the Golmore Jungle are quite adept archers, but you're in Eorzea now. Tradition has its place, but you choose your own path. Maybe bows aren't your calling. But what do I know? I'm just a stranger."

The man strides away, leaving Kelevra with her thoughts and a wave. Text boxes read as follows: Stranger: "That said, I do have prior engagements to get back to. Good luck, Adventurer." Kelevra: "I never saw him again..Sometimes I wonder where he ended up.."

A very, very familiar face leaves Kelevra with a different perspective, and some advice she had not expected from someone so young.

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Kelevra holds a bow and a low arrow, focused ahead of her. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Just one..."

The Viera looks to her side as someone speaks off-camera. Text box reads as follows: Stranger: "Bit close for a longbow, aren't you?"

A young man with a shortbow on his back speaks to the Viera, his arms crossed. Text boxes read as follows: Kelevra: "Well, I'm training. This is how I learn." Stranger: "Assuredly. However, a shortbow is much easier for beginners." Kelevra: "Who said I'm a beginner?"

The camera cuts to the training dummy as the man speaks off-screen. There are several arrows short of the target, with a few in the walls behind the target, and one in a completely different target. Text box reads as follows: Stranger: "Well, unless your goal is to till the land in front of the target, or you have a particular vendetta against his ally, it strongly appears you're squarely in the "learning" part of archery."

"Legacies"

Maybe sometimes, the old ways aren't the best ways.

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The Viera is mid push-up. She's focused. The text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "You won't be weak, again."

The Viera raises up from the push-up. She exhales and closes her eyes, focused. The text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "You won't get caught unaware, again."

The Viera is mid crunch. She's focused, an angry look on her face. The text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "You won't lose, again."

The Viera is mid push-up. She is much more muscular and has tattoos down the right half of her body. The text box reads as follows: "Several years later.."

The mask rarely fell outside, but behind her closed door, only a singular focus helped pass her sleepless nights.

She would not be caught off guard again. She would not be weak again. The anxiety pushed her harder than any trainer could.

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A Viera carries a crate to a farm. A farmer speaks to her as she smiles. Text box reads as follows: Farmer: "Morning, miissus! Prompt, as always."

Some farmers speak to a dejected-looking Viera. Text box reads as follows: Hihiyaja: "We appreciate your hard work with the Weaver's Guild, miss, but wouldn't it be quicker to have these crates sent by rail?"

The Viera looks off in the distance, her eyes following the tracks to a faraway cave. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "I don't mind delivering them myself. I was never a big fan of rail tracks.."

The Viera walks by a Brass Blade guard with a smile - implying she knew him. Text box reads as follows: Brass Blade: "G'afternoon, madam! I hope your delivery was pleasant!"

"Keeping Up Appearances"

The easiest way to deal with your demons is to avoid them, pretend they don't exist. Kelevra dives into work to distract herself from her trauma, but it has a way of digging itself back up.

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A Viera with a backpack stares out over a desert towards a city in the distance. She thinks to herself. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "Almost there! Ul'Dah is so much bigger than New Gridania... There's no way I can fail in a city that big!"

The sun is getting lower in the sky. The Viera approaches train tracks as a nearby man in a yellow jacket talks to her, leaning against a post. Text box reads as follows: Guard: "'Scuse me, miss! You headin' to Ul'Dah proper, yeah? Tip from a local; if you want to make it before dark, follow the tracks! They'll take you right into Sapphire Avenue."

The Viera approaches a dark tunnel alongside train tracks. The text box reads as follows: "You damned fool. You should have known better."

A viera in a dark cave turns her head as someone speaks. Text box reads as follows: ???: "Scuse me!"

"Misadventures"

It's hard to imagine how a minor adjustment to a path can swing things so far off course. A journey halfway across the continent sets the stage for the worst night of Kelevra's young life.

CW: non-con restraint, blood.

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A Viera sits focused on sewing, while someone speaks off-screen. Text box reads as follows: Carpentry Student: "Honestly, what does Master Beatin see in her? A seamstress is already a joke, but an outsider no less? What could she possibly offer that's of use?

The Viera glances into the other room as the guild members continue to speak. Text box reads as follows: Other Student: "I couldn't say. at least she carries the lumber when told to. Perhaps the Master has a preference for young girls that can carry their weight in wood?

The Viera looks away dejectedly as the guild members continue to talk ill of her. Text box reads as follows: Carpentry Student: "Haha! That's certainly more useful than the sewing she attempts to provide. I wonder how long it will take her to notice she's not even welcome in Gridania, let alone our Guild."

The Viera looks backwards, a sad look on her face. She has a backpack on as she thinks to herself. Text box reads as follows: Kelevra: "They're right. I should just keep moving...I shouldn't be here."

"The Beginning"

Kelevra never got the welcome she expected when she arrived in Gridania. Looking back, if she'd just ignored the whispers, maybe things could've been different.

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Going to be reposting some of my older comics that tell Kels' story, to get it under the #kelevieratales tag. Will put CW's if needed!

Please look forward to it.