A crackling of static echoed in the Hyur's ears, his tight leather jacket and shirt stretched over his appreciably large muscles and arms. Dark brown hair with a red headband wrapped would normally mark him out against the bright, white snow. On the other hand, in the middle of a blizzard, it was difficult to see even the dark brown wood of the tree at his side, let alone anyone else in the field of pure white. The sound of his comrades screaming in the linkpearl inside of his ear caused his blo

It was yet another bitter night in the northern reaches of Eorzea. Though the Dragonsong War had at last been put to an end, the city of Foundation yet wanted for such simple pleasantries; many of the buildings and domiciles had been sundered by dragon attacks. This is how a certain young lad found the city, peering up from the broken cobblestones that marked the first drawbridge, a drawbridge wherein armored guards stood at the ready, spears at the ready-- and a none too pleasant countenance be

It had been a long, arduous campaign. After many moons



and several scraps with the infamous Zenos, Ala Mhigo had finally been freed. All that remained was for the city and government to be rebuilt, and finally the people would know some measure of peace. Unfortunately, such affairs don't tend to lend themselves well to an adventurer's work, which left a certain curvaceous Miqo'te with precious little to do. In fact, the lass had

In her massive, resplendent throne
room, the pale fox gave a soft sigh of relief, the woman casting her
gaze downwards to regard the man in front of her with a deep frown
chiseled into her alabaster face. The flickering lights from the
torches threw myriad shadows across her visage, the only light that
which reflected off her eyes, glinting and glimmering like a ruby.
Pale hair glistened, matching the runes sewn into her robes. Thick,
wide hips settled firmly upon the cushions of her throne, thi