Churning Mists Day 2025

Aikirees and I standing on a hill looking off into the distance in Churning Mists.

Six Summers have passed now, ever since Aikirees first reached this place. She always likes to come back and reflect on the year that has passed. Originally she’d come here alone, but after our journey to the ends of the universe and back, I’ve been accompanying her since then.

This time, Aikirees was there well earlier than I was, and since she’s grown this past summer by quite a bit, both literally and figuratively, finding her in the usual spot was pretty easy to do. I landed close by on my golden glowing bird, and headed over to greet her.

“Beat me to the spot this year!”

Aikirees nodded with the biggest adorkable grin on her Hrothgar snout.

“Zee yup yup! Got zee here’sies at zee dawnbreak’sies!”

Aikirees over the months had gotten a lot more quiet; she hasn’t really explained as to why, but I suspect it has something to do with her transformation, I suspect even now it weighs on her mind.

“I probably would have gotten here sooner, but letters from Laureine and the Leporines held me up. It’s not because of the mess on the desk!”

“Uh-huh’sies, you ever gonna’sies clean that thing’sies?”

I paused, stunned to think of something witty to reply with.

“Y-yes, j-just… oh shush!”

Aikirees bellowed in laughter; her laugh especially now is really contagious as I started to as well.

“It’s good to see you like you used to be, ‘Little’ One.”

She smiled, and gave a slight nod. We glanced out over the clear skies of the Churning Mists. It’s been at least the summer since we were here together last. Always gorgeous views there, and the crispy cool winds over my ears felt so nice. Thoughts of our Tural journey went through my mind, and began where we’d head to next and as to what is going to happen with the strange ‘Vana’Diel’ in the near future.

“…Mama said’sies to tell you zee ‘Hi’sies when I returrrrrned from my journey’sies.”

Unprovoked, Aikirees said the first thing ever involving her journey. I looked at her in complete surprise.

“Y-you saw mother??”

She simply nodded with a warm smile.

“I didn’t realize that you– wait don’t tell me, did you die again!?

“It’sies a bit zee complicated. Lot’sies of zee things I don’t understand’sies, but zee Sissy Tess and zee Miss Laureine probably’sies know zee more about it. Zee Mama did give’sies another life’sies, which kind of might have caused zee beeg change’sies.”

Mother always said she’d give her life for us, I didn’t think she’d do it literally, even after she’s been gone for so long now. I honestly didn’t know how to react to the information, but the fact that Aikirees is still here, even if she’s bigger an a lot more fuzzy, is thankful enough to whatever happened out there.

“…Thank you, mother.”

I said quietly to myself, but I suspect Aikirees heard it as well.

“So, tell me, you have anymore surprises like that up your sleeves?!”

Aikirees just laughed.

“Zee nope’sies!”

“Ah, well, I guess I shouldn’t be that surprised honestly. Having a Viera pop out the Archives, Tess’ odd behavior the last time we all got together. We certainly are a quirky trio of sisters aren’t we?”

Aikirees laughed and beamed a grin.

“Just zee awesome’sies that way’sies!”

“I suppose so!”

We both laughed a laugh that could be heard across Moghome, and then small talked for a bell or so. Not sure what this next year holds for us; only the path we walk will tell that tale, but I know we’ll be back here once again next year to swap stories and enjoy celebrating another Churning Mists Day again together.

Leporine Travelers: Fishy Tails

Reinylla explaining the importance of a fish being placed on the beach at Costa del Sol.

“He said do… what with this fish!?”
“Put it around’a here for some reason or’another.”

Unable to comprehend the reasoning, Elizara continues to look upon Reinylla dumbfounded.

“A. Fish. Freshwater no less. Right. Here?”
“Yessum, darlin'”
“To what purpose!?”

Reinylla shrugs.

“Somethin’ about’a frog?”
“… a what?”
“Frog, ya’know those little hippity hoppy fellers.”
“I know what a frog is!”
“Oh good! I was worried there fer’a moment that where you came’a from, there were no fro–“

Elizara interrupts Reinylla with a loud huff.

Fine! Now what?”
“We just wait’a over there fer a bit’er so and somethin’s supposed to happen.”

The two retreat back a bit and within the bell a massive bullfrog-like creature appears and gobbles up the fish.

“Now!”

Reinylla states in a whisper to Elizara. The two leap out and dispatch the massive creature with ease.

“Well that’a was sure fun! Wasn’t it, sugar?”
“It. was. A huge frog.”
“It sure’a was, wasn’t it!”

Not really even phasing Reinylla, the two head back up into Costa del Sol to plan the next course of action now that the beaches around it were just a bit safer with such a creature gone. They take the next day to enjoy some rest at Costa del Sol, as Aiki and I have many times. Upon nightfall, Reinylla heads down to the shallow waters of the beach, not realizing Elizara was coming right behind her.

“Oh! Well’a if I’a knew you wanted to come too, I’d ‘ave offered as well!”
“It’s…fine. Mind if I sit alongside you?”
“What a silly ‘ole question is that? Of course it is!”

“Hey. Sorry about earlier.”
“What’cha mean, sug?”

“About being huffy and skeptical, I just sometimes still don’t understand why we’re running around doing these things. Like… don’t we have some big bad… what is it called again, ‘Primal’ to deal with?”

“Oh, well’of course we do! We’ll get to that soon, darlin’! This is all just part of the journey! Helpin’ people and seeing the sights! It’s not’a always about the destination!”

Elizara ponders the remark for a moment.

“Huh. Good way of thinking I suppose.”

Reinylla nods lightly and grins, not saying anything.

“…thanks.”
“Fer what, sug?”
“Just. Thanks.”

Reinylla smiles and boops the side of Elizara’s head with her own, then go about stargazing for a while longer.

“Yer’a good bean, Lizzy. Dun let anyone’a tell you differently.”

Not really reacting to the remark from Reinylla, aside from a soft sigh and a faint smile. They small talk for another bell or so before retiring that night. Another big day ahead tomorrow for the two of them while they inch ever so closer to their final destination.

Dragon Tails: Touristing Tural

Lizicus and Laureine having a chat in Kozama'uka.

While Aikirees and I have been in one end of Tural, the cousins were taking part in some touring in the other. Assisting the Tural Tourist Center being Miss Laureine’s top priority to help it flourish to allow as many folks to learn about the local cultures as much as possible; while Miss Lizz wants it to as well, she simply thinks it’s just a very fun, relaxing, and… well ‘rad’ place to taking in the food & nap.

After the two of them take care of their tasks, Lizicus and Laurieine come together to enjoy an evening of chatting while enjoying the scenery and sounds of the waterfall just behind them. It’s a very gorgeous site to behold every single time visiting the area; seeing visitors from across the continent and even beyond enjoying the sites as well is just so the reward both of them love witnessing the most.

Happy Wednesday y’all!

The Trail Has Been Dawned – 7.2

Aikirees and I leaning against a chalkboard with 'Blog Stuffs' written on it.

I don’t know if I will in detailed earnest or not, but Aikirees and I last night completed the MSQ-side of Patch 7.2. Arcadion will have to wait until the weekend – between the two of us in the past, we’ve learned to not try and knock out all four of those in an evening.

Non-spoiler talk about it, but it did pull me back into being interested in the story as a whole again and not just bits & pieces. I knew that would happen eventually, and just glad I didn’t have to wait until 7.3 or beyond for it to do so. Just hoping the community starts to turn warm again sooner than later on the content side of things (another ill-experience in the trial due to yet another Legendary Titled player having a superiority complex).

That’s probably all I’ll say on the patch for now, and if I get time or decide to talk about the details of 7.2, then I’ll break it out into its own section as to avoid spoiling it for anyone. RL got brutal with someone walking out on us at the office, so things have gotten more difficult whilst trying to juggle everything currently happening.

Kick tails y’all! Have a great & wonderful time in 7.2!

Leporine Travelers: Haunted Mansion

Elizara and Reinylla at the entrance of Haukke Manor.

While traveling through the Black Shroud, Reinylla was tasked with investigating Haukke Manor. While initially not concerning her all that much having Elizara with her, upon reaching their destination is when the reality of it sank in.

“This’a place sure is creepy.”
“… we’ll be fine, let’s get to it.”

Elizara’s stark response somewhat gave Reinylla the courage to get her legs to move forward.

“Y-your’a right behind me, right sug?”
“Yes, you’re going to be alright, come on.”

Elizara walks up alongside Reiynlla with her bow in one hand, and gently grabs Reinylla’s hand with the other.

“Here, let’s go.”

Elizara, trying as best as she could, beings to gently and slowly walk towards the corridors, feeling the shivers in Reinylla’s hand every step as they proceed. Once the first area was cleared out though, Reinylla’s fear lessened and the two proceeded with the investigation as planned.

“I don’t think I could’a done that without you, darlin’.”

Elizara scoffs at her remark at the end of it all.

“I said you would be fine! You got that strength in you, I-I just nudged it is all.”

“I think you bein’ there, sug, is what gave me that strength. Don’t be sittin’ there sellin’ yerself short, and thank ya.”

If one were to look hard enough, one could see a faint shade of pink across Elizara’s face appear.

“L-let’s go.”

Reinylla chuckles lightly and the two make there way back to Gridania. Onward to their next adventure!

Leporine Travelers: Camping

Elizara and Reinylla chatting by fireside.

“So, tell me, sugar, do’ya recall anythin’?”

Elizara thinks very hard for a long moment.

“No. Not really. Just. Everything is so fuzzy. Like, some sort of structures? Nothing I’ve seen so far here with you even remotely resembles it though.”

“Huh.. I’a wonderin’ what you’ra seeing then…”

There’s a small pause between the two as they both look at the warm campfire they decided to stay near for the night.

“Maybe~”

Reiynlla begins while not taking her eyes off the fire.

“There’sa rumors I’vea heard that over in that thar new world of a place with marvels far exceedin’ that of Hydaelyn herself! Maybe we can’a get there one’a day it’ll jog somethin!”

Elizara turns to look at Reiynlla with a faint smile.

“… yeah. Maybe. I’d might like that.”

Reinylla smiles, turning back to Elizara.

“So’a tell me then, darlin’! What you do remember, tell me some regailin’ things even if just ole silhouettes! We got’a fire here, might be fun to try and make shadows out of them!”

Elizara laughs.

“Yeah? Alright then, let’s see how good your skills are at that!”

The two laugh at one another, as Elizara begins to, as best as possible, tell some faint stories from before her arrival in The Archives. As much as Elizara continues to be reserved, Reinylla’s determination to get her to open up is almost as strong of a will as ever – rivaling that of Aikirees’ potent will to protect everyone and everything she cares about!

The two talk for a few bells, and with the fire burning out, the two call it a night. Until next time~

Leporine Travelers: A Little Ladies’ Moment

Reinylla handing something to Elizara.

Reinylla and Elizara decided to return to Ul’dah, which just so happened to match up with the Little Ladies’ Day even going on. The two split up for a bit to walk around and see the sights, with Reiynlla paying a visit to the Sapphire Avenue for a spell.

“Oh! There you are, darlin’! Here! I gotchu a little somethin’!”

Reinylla excitedly hands over a fairy sized boxed, practically shoving it into Elizara’s hands, tied together with a twine-like rope.

“Uh, thanks? What is it?”
“Just’a open’er it, sugar! It’s a surprise!”

Elizara carefully opens the package, with Reinylla’s excitement beaming off the tufts of her ears.

“Wait, what is this?”

Elizara holds part of the gown up from the package, not exactly sure what to make of it.

“It’sa dress, darling! Surely you know’a what that is??”
“Y-yes, just never wore one before.”

Reinylla furrows both her brows and ears a smidgen.

“What’cha mean? You’ve a neve’ring wore one before??”

She ponders for a moment.

“Well, here’a then, come along!”
“Wh-hey, hey! Slow down, will you?!”

Reinylla once again dragging Elizara off towards the Adventurer’s Guild by the hand, nearly causing her to trip over practically everything in the way. After some struggling, mostly on Reinylla explaining the process, Elizara was dressed up and soon after was Reinylla.

“You look’in so gorgeous there, darlin!”

Reinylla exclaimed in sheer delight. Elizara looks over herself, not sure what to make of it all.

“T-thanks, I think? I feel a little… silly. What’s the occasion that I can wear my normal clothes anyway?”

“It’s fer the Little Ladies’ Day event, sugar!”

“The, oh, the reason for all of the decor, I take it?”

Reinylla nods several times.

“Why, yeppers! The very same! Come along, let’s go!”

Rather than dragging Elizara by the hand again, she beckons to her in the direction they needed to go in to take all of the sites, sounds, scenery, and festivities that this year’s Little Ladies’ Day had to offer.

The event this year was assisting someone new to being a Seneschal Prince, while seeking out information as to how & what it all entails.

It was wholesome and good as they usually are, with the ending being a big fun performance on the Little Ladies’ Stage.

Dusk fell upon Ul’dah, with the two Vieras feeling a bit on the tired side, with a healthy dose of being able to accomplish helping out the big event take off without any major hitches. Once the sun started to set and the festive lights were lit, the stage was set for the big performances.

The two took pause to enjoy it off a little in the distance from the steps leading down towards the stage itself. While watching and listening to the Songbirds perform, Elizara turns towards Reinylla.

“Hey, Rein. I-… thanks for this day. Means a lot.”

Reinylla beams.

“Anytime there, sugar. We’ll get’cha memories back before’ya know it!”

Not exactly sure how to react, Elizara half smiles before the two return their gaze towards the stage. The two end up watching the performances and enjoying all the festivities until the very early bells of the next morning. Not exactly certain how to disgown, Elizara simply flops onto the bed and gets some sleep for the night; she’ll inquire with Reinylla in the morning in regards to such a task.

The two’s bond grows stronger, but their journey is still just in its infancy. Only time will tell where it finally leads and what ultimately is discovered about Elizara’s past. Until then, the two I’m certain will continue to look after themselves just as strong as ever.

Shaaloani Nightfall

Aikirees and I chatting in Shaaloani.

I can’t recall the last time Aiki and I slowed down for a moment. Just happened to catch her sitting on the outskirts of town after taking care of the local custom deliveries for the week. We have always enjoyed this part of Tural with its scenic/calming environment and rusting little towns that are scattered throughout.

Even with the small downtime feeling pretty brief, the night was pretty, cool and dry out, with naught of a single concern even if a fleeting moment. Have forgotten such a familiar feeling with everything happening.

Hope everyone has been having a wonderful one, y’all got this!

Dragon Tails: Lone Wolf No More

Lizicus cheering while riding upon the Kamuy of the Nine Tails.

This has been years in the making. Lizicus got the Kamuy of the Nine Tails doggo that she’s been seeking out on her journey ever since the early days of traveling around on the First. Still a bit personally concerned with yet another large pupper in and around HQ – as Sirena, and Aikirees have theirs, but I suppose with all of them running around it’ll keep the surrounding area safe from any harm. I-I’ll just keep my ears away from their chompers for a spell.

I think the story goes, according to Miss Laureine, is Lizicus first saw the Kamuy while traveling over in Othard quite some time ago now, and became enamored (read: ‘Rad’ded) with the site that she began to seek them out. At first it was a bit difficult but as time progressed, and a little help from some friendly moogles, she slowly befriended each one by one. Miss Laureine did assist when she could, and now, after going to the ends of the universe and back, she finally was able to earn the right to fly on the big pupper itself.

The rest of us will still have to wait and keep seeking out the remaining Kamuy before earning said right as well, but for now, she is one really happy lizzer. I think Miss Laureine even heard a squeak or two of excitement upon ending the journey, but we’ll just keep that to ourselves.

Have a wonderful Tuesday y’all!

Leporine Travelers: Flying Cats

Reinylla petting a flying fat cat with Elizara being absolutely confused.

“Hey. So. Reinylla.”

“What is it, Sug— oh my good gracious! Where did you get such’a dorable feller?!”

“S-someone in, what’s the name… ‘Drybones’ gave me it, and it just, I don’t know, picked me up and then took off into the air?? H-how does that even— are you listening!?”

“Who’sa adorable big’ole fluffy kitten? You are, just arent’cha!?”

“I–….”

At that point, Elizara knew she was temporarily trapped sitting atop a flying cat in Eastern Thanalan, while Reinylla ecstatically petted and doted upon the adorable feline for as long as she could. The burning questions of how she got into this predicament and how it took flight to begin with will have to wait until a later moment it seems.

Leporine Travelers: The Beginning

Laureine talking to me about Elizara.

As Laureine told Elizara, she approached me the next morning while I was at my desk having my morning tea glancing over some documents.

“…I see. T-this is a rather interesting turn of events, even for The Archives.”

I respond to Laureine’s entire recount of the night prior, still a bit unsure how to proceed.

“May I see the scroll you found next to Elizara?”
“Oh! Why, of course, Missus! Here, this is what I found with the faint glow.”

I gently take the scroll from Laureine’s grasp and began to examine it. The scroll appeared to be incredibly ancient with near impossible language to understand. The glow that Laureine had mentioned was all but gone now.

“This is a rather unique artifact… not anything I would have placed or asked anyone to put in there…”

I say out loud while continuing to examine both sides of the scroll: in and out of the light, the material it was made of, and the way it was written.

“W-what of Mistress Elizara…?”

Laureine inquires, almost holding back a feeling of force; I ponder this for a moment.

“…well, hmm. She doesn’t know where, or even what she is, which in itself very strange. I don’t think it’s a good idea for her to remain in HQ, as I believe her going out to see the realm would do her some good and hopefully give her a recollection to her memories.”

Laureine agreeably nods.

“I concur with that, Missus, but… on her own…?”
“Oh Twelve no! That would be cruel. However, the question becomes as to who will go with her. You are busy with your own tasks, along with keeping Miss Lizz on her tasks.”

I resist the urge to chuckle at Lizicus’ and Laureine’s rather interesting relationship, as I all well know how family can sometimes be.

“Well, let’s see here….”

I pull out a tome with EOCA’s roster and start to thimble through it.

“Well, Sirena and Juli have been making a really wonderful and cute team as of late. Aryiah is off to Twelve knows where, and I don’t even know when we’ll see her again. Aikirees and I are usually off doing the same, as y’all are…”

I flip a couple more pages through the roster.

“Hmm… Reinylla.”
“Oh! The Viera who helped us found EOCA and you relocate?”

I smile and nod.

“Yeppers! The very same. She’s incredibly warm and has been wanting to depart from Ul’dah for a time now and see the Realm. It would also benefit for Elizara to be around another Viera – help her better understand herself.”

Laureine’s worried expression softens.

“That does sound like a good idea then, Missus.”
“Hopefully so. I’ll make contact with Reinylla via linkpearl to let her know where to meet her. Laureine, please escort Elizara to the rendezvous point in Ul’dah once the time has been established. Answer and/all questions she might have on the trek, and please do try to help in any way you can too.”

Laureine smiles and bows.

“At once, Missus!”
“..oh, and one more task for only you.”
“W-what is it, Missus?”

I hand the scroll back to Laureine rolled carefully up and sealed.

“You need to take this to Terrestia. If anyone can understand where this came from or what this is, she’s the most likely.”

Lauriene slowly takes the scroll from my hand.

“Y-your sister…?”
“Yes. You’ll have to do it without any of us making contact, but once you get close, she’ll find you just from that scroll alone. Just… when you have time, no hurry or anything, but until then keep that scroll safe.”

Laureine nods uncomfortably.

“Y-yes, Missus, it will be done.”
“Right then. Let’s get these two together and see what happens.”

As asked, Laureine escorted Elizara to Ul’dah. Within a bell, she’s approached by an enthusiastic, red-haired, heterochromatic eyed Viera.

“Well, howdy there, darlin’!”

Elizara snapped out of her daze to look up at an excited Viera greeting her.

“Oh, erm… H-hello? I.. take it your Reinylla?”
“Sure ‘am there, sugar! Nice ta meet’cha, Elizara!”

Elizara continues to look up at Reinylla, not certain what to make of her.

“Mind if I take’a seat next to ya?”

Elizara without saying anything subltly nods at her inquiry.

“Thank ya! Awfully kind’of ya! So, tell me about yer’self?”
“… it’s just Elizara, there’s really not much else to say right now.”

Elizara began to recount the story of where and how she appeared without knowing much else aside her name – not even what she was.

“Quite the tale, hun! Can’t say I understood’n all of it, but sounds like ya had quite the journey! Can’t say I can’a boast anythin’ close, just a humble Viera from across the Eastward Sea yearn’in for adventur’in!”

Reinylla chatting with Elizara while both sitting on a bench.

The two began to talk for a number of bells, well mostly Reinylla regailing her quiet beginnings in the far, far Southern part of Othard – far more southern than Aikirees and I. Just nearly the opposite side of that continent from where Lizicus and Laureine grew up, in fact.

“…You’ve had quite the journey here…”
“I guess’in so! Neva’ really thought of it that’a way!”

Reinylla chuckles.

“Wonder how far I’ve traveled then…”
“Well, there’sa only one way ta find out, sugar! How’a bout it?”

Elizara pauses, nearly frozen, at the thought.

“…You want me to come with you?”

Reinylla excitedly nods at Elizara.

“Absolutely, hun! How’a bout being my travelin’ companion? I’ve been a’itching to go out on my own fer a time now!”
“I.. don’t know.”

Reinylla furrows her brows for a moment.
“Aww, come’er on! It’ll be fun! Who’a knows, some’thing or other out there could give that’a memory of yers a good jarring!”

Elizara doesn’t say anything, only going back to being lost in thought.

“Well, that’a settles it then!”
Reinylla hops up from the stone bench with an incredible amount of delight.

“Come’on, Sugar! We’ra burnin’ daylight!”
“W-wha, b-but I didn’t agr—“
“Yes’a you did! Come onnnn! I want’a see the realm! Let’s go, Hun!”

Elizara, slowly gets up from the bench, with some reluctance, but Reiynlla quickly grabs her hand and tugs her towards the Adventuring Guild.

” I’am so excited! We gonna to have such an a’venture together!”

All that Elizara could muster was a smirk while trying not to trip being nearly dragged towards the Aventuring Guild there in Ul’dah.

“But’a first! We need ta’get properly equipped ta head on out’of here!”
“‘Properly Equipped…?'”
“Yeah, sugar! Can’ta be runnin’ around out there wit’ no way of defending ourselves!”
“..Ah?”

With that, the two of them begin their journey across the realm, one with aspirations to see it all with the other just trying to make an understanding of everything. Only time will tell what what those two will get themselves into, and what will be uncovered of Elizara’s mysterious past.

Dragon Tails: Snowy Night

Black and White image of Lizicus staring up into a snowing night.

It’s rather uncommon for Lizicus to be seen lost in thought, but it does happen. Just so happened to catch her off-guard while traversing Western Coerthas one evening while trying to construct some furnishings. The snow slowly landed on her shimmering scales as she looked up to the falling sky, pondering and seemingly in deep thought about everything; including tacos because, of course.

The cold strangely never bothered her, so being in such a revealing top didn’t even phase Lizicus as the stood there nearly enjoying it. What was on her mind? Not even Laureine knows. Lizicus puts up such an incredibly strong ‘happy-go-lucky’ front that even sometimes everyone forgets there’s something deeper to her than just napping and all of the ‘rad!’s’ she’s known to spout.

Perhaps Laureine knows deep down the turmoils in her heart, but really only Lizicus herself knows first and foremost all the thoughts she continues to have.

Give folks hugs even when they don’t seem to need them, they’ll appreciate it more than you’ll ever know. Y’all have a wonderful Wednesday!

Dragon Tails: Encounter in The Archives

Laureine reading a book off one of the shelves in The Archives.

One late night, well after all of us had turned in for a nice rest, Laureine decided to step into the wandering corridors of The Archives for some light reading. She’s not unfamiliar with The Archives, as she has done this many of times before, while initially just to place old documents from my desk to the main entry point area in the early summers of being part of EOCA. She’s always had a fascination as to what old tomes, books, and documents she’ll stumble upon in there within The Archives’ many many winding corridors; however, no one really knows what one will find within The Archives now, as it’s become its own entity upon itself.

After a few bells of simply wandering and greeting the local will-o’-wisps that reside within The Archives, Laureine found a nice thick book relating to comparisons of Allagan technology (one of her personal favorite subjects) and other-worldly technologies not familiar to even the Alexandrians. She fell into a deep concentration of all the diagrams with incredibly exquisite details that are far beyond my comprehension, but not for very long as about one-third through the pages, Laureine heard something echoing throughout The Archives that had not ever been heard before.

Placing the book back upon the shelf, Laureine decided to investigate whom or what would/could have made such a sound so deep into The Archives. She had her trusty spear capable of being summoned for the ready at any notice, so she wasn’t concerned for her well-being.

“I-it’s probably one of the Missuses, it has to be this far in The Archives…”

Laureine thought to herself as she continued to cautiously get closer to where she heard such a noise. The thought of it being a malevolent will-o’-wisp did cross her mind, but she was on friendly terms with those denizens of The Archives, so it was quickly dismissed.

“Missuses…? Are one of you in here? …Cuz… is this a prank??”

She inadvertently hoped it was Lizicus just pulling her tail, but alas, that wasn’t the case. The closer Laureine got to where she heard the sound, another strange almost voice-like echoed through the corridors. It sounded like a person, but one unknown to her.

“H-ello…? Is anyone there?”

Laureine called out, but with no response, beyond hearing her own voice bounce across the walls lined with shelves. This was a part of The Archives that Laureine, nor anyone really, has ever ventured through in the past. The corridors themselves seemed to bend as time and space that made it up were being manipulated in some way. She grasped the small node that could summon her spear very tightly now, but restrained from using it as to not make matters possibly worse.

This area of The Archives felt darker, and the eerily quiet of no response to Laureine’s call out began to unnerve even her. Upon getting very close to where she heard the initial sound and voice, Laureine turned into a side corridor to be greeted with a rather big surprise.

“A.. a… Viera!? H-here!?”

Laureine thought to herself in disbelieved surprise. She kneels down to check and see how she is – alive, but just mostly unconscious.

“Where could have you come from…”

This part of The Archives is just endless winding and warping corridors with the main entrance yalms away from here; the questions that began to boil up in Laureine’s mind became near limitless. She looked around at the books to try and understand the context of the situation, but nothing really stood out as a clue. Looking on the ground around the mysterious Viera to see if any of those could be of help to even remotely how anyone could have made it back there.

A scroll near the Viera’s back side faintly glowed with unintelligible letters to Laureine. She picked it up and carefully examined it.

“It’s not Eorzean, nor any language I’ve ever come across while traveling the Realm and beyond. Perhaps a Reflection…?”

She decides to take the scroll with her and ask me about it later on, and upon placing the scroll into her carrying node, the Viera stirs to regain consciousness.

“Hnnng… w-wh–..?”

Her eyes open to see Laureine kneeling over her with a concerned expression.

“Who– wh- what are you…?”

Slowly trying to get up from off the cold ground, Laureine assists.

“H-hey, it’s alright. You’re in a place called The Archives held within Eorzea Cartographers’ Headquarters. I’m Laureine, and you are–?”

The Viera winces back from Laureine’s hands.

“What are you!?”

Laureine pauses, unsure of what to make of the inquiry.

I’m an Au Ra, Miss Viera. We’re fairly common here, but I suspect where you’re from, we are not?”

The Viera shakes her head in disbelief.

“I’m a… what…?”
“You’re a Viera, or that’s what you appear to be. The Missus is such one who hails from Southern Othard. Are you familiar with the term?”

The Viera shakes her head at Laureine’s question.

“Never heard of such a place, or this ‘Eorzea Cartographers.'”

The Viera’s ears begin to tingle with subtle twitches to her surroundings.

“W-why is everything so loud? Why can I hear literally everything so clearly?”
“It’s your ears; being a Viera gives you heightened sense of hearing to the point of capabilities no one else really can.”

She touches her long lightly fuzzy ears in more disbelief.

“Argh, I don’t understand any of this. How can I be here, what am I!?”
“W-well, how about a name for starts, Miss Viera?”
“… Elizara.”
“Ah! Well, please to meet you Mistress Elizara.”

Laureine bows to Elizara in greeting like she has done so many times to new folks she has met – more times to me than I’d prefer but she really keeps to her etiquette.

Laureine helps Elizara off the ground and begins to explain where they are, what continent, City-State, and what Etheirys is to give her some sort of foundation to see if any of it helps. Unfortunately, Elizara seems to be completely unaware of where she is.

“So, none of that helps?”

Elizara shakes her head more puzzled than before.

“N-no, it doesn’t. L-aureine was it? C-could we please get out of here. The sounds of this area are starting to give me even more of a headache…”
“Ah! R-right! Apologizes, Mistress. Let us quit of this place and see what The Missus has to say about what to do.”

Elizara shakes her head in annoyance.

“P-please, just… Elizara. I’m no Mistress.”
“A-pologizes, Mistress. It’s rather habitual.”

She shrugs at Laureine and the two of them begin to slowly with caution make their way out of The Archives. The winding feels like it takes many bells before reaching the entry area. As Laureine opens the door to HQ’s first floor, she glances at the wall time-keeper to see only a single bell had passed since her entry into The Archives.

“W-well that’s new…”
She remarks with some disbelief at the lack of time that had passed.

“W-well seeing as only a bell has passed since my journey through The Archives and meeting you has happened. It’s still the middle of the night. You can stay in my chambers until the morning. I have a very comfortable area with a warm fire to make you feel at home, I hope.”

Elizara’s annoyed bewildered expression that she has kept for most of the journey out of The Archives softens.

“…Thank you.”

Hearing this delights Laureine as she had been worried all this time of hostilities.

“…Let’s also find you some clothes so you’re not wandering around in skivvies too.”

Laureine lightly chuckles to help break the ever-softened tension. Elizara looks down at her clothes, or rather lack-thereof and smirks in return.

“…Y-yes, I guess that would be a good idea, it’s freezing in here!”
“Ah! R-right! One fireplace coming up – that is one accompany we very much do no lack in HQ, Mistress! I’ll get you some tea as well?”

Elizara shakes her head.

“Coffee. Black. Please.”
“R-right! Th-this way, Mistress.”

Laureine begins to escort Elizara to her chambers as the night continues for a set of practical clothing, a warm fire, and apparently a strong cup of coffee. This is just the beginning as Elizara adventures have only just begun…

A Pink Cat Left Notes

Page from EOCA's HQ guestbook from Sirena stating 'Just Sirena's paw prints all over the page.'

A little while back, after a rather long day, I came home to this note being in the HQ’s guestbook. It made my evening seeing little adorable pink paw prints in the book. Nothing much aside from that, just appreciate my cats post really.

Y’all have a wonderful one!

Happy (Belated) Valentione’s 2025!

Aikirees and I in Valentione's outfits.

Little belated, but we hope everyone had a very wonderful Valentione’s 2025 Season! We adored the story this year, and have enjoyed that it’s been slowly building on itself over the years. It was pretty quick for a seasonal, but that didn’t deter it at all.

We also got to recreate this photo like we did a couple of years back before Aikirees went on her journey, and that was a wonderful time too. Lots of hugs to everyone on this Wednesday morning! Y’all got this!

On This Day – 5 Years Ago…

Screenshot of an old Twitter Tweet from January 20th, 2020 from the Burgundy Room's account after visiting them during a rehearsal.

I can’t believe it’s been five years since this happened: the day that changed everything and sprung board the spark that would grow into what became Eorzea Cartographers. This meeting led me down a path to meeting so many wonderful folks, which a lot of them have become great friends, and so many memories to go along with them.

The story behind this being that I saw the early Burgundy Room perform at an open RP event a while prior. It enamored me so when they announced a full-blown show coming up, I wanted to figure out how to get there as back then I had no idea how to really navigate residential districts. Upon finding the location, I went inside to make sure it was the right place only to be ‘ambushed’ by folks rehearsing for said upcoming show. It was a hoot and that tweet came about from it, then a week later was the big event. A lot of folks I met that evening I became fast friends with and some still to this very day.

I’ll never forget when this happened in my adventures through Eorzea, and without it, I’m honestly not even sure EOCA would have ever came about, nor would I have met so many talented folks along the way. Never would I have thought this chance moment upon starting out my own adventure through Eorzea would have done such a thing, but I am so thankful for it.

Sisters’ Fashion Report Adventure LVI?

Lizicus and Laureine in dancer dresses with boots, shorts, chain mail coifs with their weapons drawn.

Episode LVI..? – H-hold on a mome–… hmm… T-this week’s regularly scheduled Fashion Report Adventure is interrupted by the cousins it would seem. W-when one is a damsel, but not in distress, and comes prepared for anything that is thrown at them – in Lizicus’ case that might as well mean literally with her trident at the ready.

The Desk

My very messy desk in HQ

If anyone has ever visited EOCA HQ, they’ll more than likely run across this large and messy desk just past the lounge area. My old map making desk, still covered in old scrolls, notes, drawings, and just rather unkempt all this time. However, there’s a few mementos and memories placed on here that I cherish very fondly with priceless sentimental value.

1 – Star Globe.
This is a double-edged reason for being here. The first being that no cartographer’s desk should be without some sort of globe on it, and the other being that I’ve personally had a globe on my desk ever since I was a very young bun. My Dad got me a globe when I was either 3 or 4, and it’s so old that it still has USSR along with East & West Germany on it. Certainly had a lot of love, and a lot of solar bleaching happen to it over the years.

2 – Azelma’s Flowers.
Back when EOCA hit Rank 30, which as of this writing is the max rank for a Free Company, I was gifted these flowers from our dear friend Azelma in congrats of achieving the feat. This is something that we honestly thought would have taken a lot longer to accomplish, but with perseverance we managed to do so well before the end of Endwalker. I made sure to give them a place on the desk as a memory.

3 – Kibby’s Flowers.
During my more active tenure with The Burgundy Room, I would assist with staff and handling tips at the end of the shows. One show, once it was all concluded, I was gifted these lovely red flowers from Kibby who was performing at the show that evening.

4 – Burgundy Flowers.
These flowers I can’t remember who personally gave them to me, but given the red ribbon I dyed on it, someone from Burgundy during the earlier years did so during the end of a performance. I have been gifted several other flowers, including one from Sirena, but those have been placed in my apartment instead. Sirena’s in particular has a pink ribbon on it.

5 – Coffee Mug.
There’s a lot of these around HQ, and certainly my desk is no unfamiliar place for a nice hot mug. Representing a lot of aspects of my life, but also when I would work on maps, there usually would be some coffee in close proximity!

6 – Winery.
This one not many folks would probably know the story behind it. Years, and years ago when the Aether Event Center was around (it’s been gone a long while now), and I was just starting out before EOCA was established, I was making the maps for the Aether Event Center and working/participating in events they hosted. It was a very fun and wild time, but once the AEC’s mansion was acquired/established, I was surprise gifted my own desk within it! The desk was so gorgeous, and it had these bottles of wine and glass on top of it. I wanted to keep those early days’ memory close.

7 – Carbuncle Lamp.
Kind of part of the above, one of these was on my desk as a nod to Aikirees’ love of Carbuncles during the AEC’s tenure. It has since been placed down on my desk for that reason, and I think Aikirees appreciates one just being there to help illuminate the desk overall.

8 – Envelopes.
Kind of a self-jab with how I tended to organize requests, and other items that came across my inbox. Rest assured, everything was done and addressed in a timely manner, but was just not well organized for the longest time.

9 – Notes, schematics, old drawings, etc.
Another self-jab: my catch-all of everything that is not sprawled out all messy-like on the desk. Various things piled within these mountains of paper. The rest of them have made it with moderate success into The Archives proper.

I think that coves the basis of that desk. The walls have maps and schematics on it, along with a bunch on the desk too. It’s a chaotic mess for certain, but the memories it holds are priceless and timeless to me and I wouldn’t want to change it for anything.