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    Site Status - April 2015

    By Rikitiki

    RISE FROM YOUR GRAVE, DEV BLOG! It's probably about time we made an entry here to talk about things we're doing, and have done, with the site! Previously, all of the site stuff was done by Aveline. When she stepped down from her post as Doyenne, the officers and I let a lot of site-related things fall by the wayside, including this blog. But now, we're finally getting to those things. Now, we control the horizontal. We control the vertical. Do not attempt to adjust your screen. Since the last entry, we've been changing a lot of things! I think a bulleted list is in order. IPBoards has been upgraded to 3.4.7, the latest official release.
    We had several additional board themes, but these themes haven't been upgraded to the latest release, so we thought it best to just set everything to the default IPBoards theme. (The IPBoards Mobile theme is also active.)
    We have switched our hosting service from Eleven2 to HostGator. Eleven2 was giving us some serious lag issues, but HostGator has thus far performed swimmingly.
    HostGator is now also handling our DNS name registration. "adventureleague.net" has been deprecated in favor of "tale-ffxiv.com".
    We have gone over all of our existing links to change any references to adventureleague.net to tale-ffxiv.com. (There may still be some out there -- if you spot any, please let us know!)
    Ownership of the site and all things TALE has been transferred from Aveline to Rikitiki, including our Steam group and our TeamSpeak and Minecraft servers, with the notable exception of our social media accounts (Facebook / Tumblr / Twitter), which have been assigned to Tahrara.
    In the process of doing all this, we noticed that we were paying $15.99 a month for a Minecraft server that we don't get nearly $15.99 of use out of every month. So when I noticed that our hosting provider offers a 4-player-limit FREE option, we jumped right on that.
    We made a pass through the site looking for references to the site rules, and pointed them to one single page. Previously, there were at least three different versions of the rules depending on where you clicked.
    The TALE Handbook has received a much-needed overhaul.
    In addition to all of this, our PayPal account, and the funds therein, have been transferred from Aveline to Rikitiki. For the curious, we have paid HostGator for another year and a half (expires in November 2017), and we have enough to pay InvisionPower through April 2016. While we have (and anticipate) no other expenses at this time, I would be remiss in my obligations were I not to point out that there is a donation link on the main forum page, and we welcome any and all donations from our members. Finally, just today we have placed a big TALE logo on the front page in place of the news/words/articles page that had been there previously. This is a temporary fix -- hopefully we'll get something more permanent there before long -- but we realized that none of the news and articles and such had been updated in ages, and that just looks terrible. So: TALE compass rose. :D Please direct any questions or concerns you might have regarding our site to me or Claus. Thank you!
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Symbolic Links on Windows

Those of you who are not developers or at least technically inclined may want to stop reading. HERE BE DRAGONS! ... kind of. http://xkcd.com/981/ As a developer, I'm always looking for ways to be lazy / efficient. Especially when hard drive space fills up fast and you want to reuse something in multiple projects, but then you have to manage multiple copies or versions in multiple places. This gets even more difficult if your thing doesn't have a package manager, repository, or build system of some kind to help save time and sanity. Recently, I've stumbled across Symbolic links, and they are working out pretty well. There is an article on TESTED that can explain it better than I could if you are curious: http://www.tested.com/tech/windows/39-using-symlinks-in-windows-for-fun-and-profit/

Bells

Bells

 

TALEiversary Week 2016 Schedule

Image Galleries Please post images for TALEiversary in the following category: http://www.tale-ffxiv.com/boards/gallery/category/11-taleiversary-week-2016/ Our dutiful web marmot will move them to the album as often as possible, which will allow them to automatically be included here. The way the forums currently work is that the categories can be posted to by anyone, but albums can only be posted by the album owner. Albums can automatically be associated with blog posts and calendar events. @Bells is going to see if we can use that in a fun way for this event! If it doesn't work out, the images will be moved from the album back to the category.   Calendar Schedule MONDAY Host: @Dyne   TUESDAY Host: @Rikitiki   WEDNESDAY Host: @Calico Host: @Midge THURSDAY Host: @Rikitiki   FRIDAY Hosts: @Dyne @Rikitiki SATURDAY Host: @Tahrara Kivenera SUNDAY Host: @Chessirin ONGOING / ALL WEEK Host: @Chessirin

Bells

Bells

 

Timezone Clocks Added

Timezone differences. A number of us have gotten used to working with them since our group spans the United States and beyond! But still, some times we don't get it right. And when that happens, it can really ruin someones day if they are too early, or worse, too late! It isn't fancy, but I put together a little page that should make it easy to check where the time zones are at any given point in the year. It even accounts for those pesky cases where Daylight Savings does not apply. What do you think? Do you find it helpful? or are you the kind of person who won't end up using it? Does it no go far enough? For now, you have to be logged in to see it: http://www.tale-ffxiv.com/timezone-clocks.html/

Bells

Bells

 

Checklist

There still a number of content that I should do as well as would like to do but I'm just very lazy. Though decided to make sort of a to do list to help remind myself of what I need to do. 60 Warrior. I plan on leveling WAR to 60, all that Fel Cleave damage! Though plan on taking it slow and enjoy myself while leveling since already have one class at 60. Complete Old Content. Would like to get some wins and clears on a lot of the old content that I missed out on or just ignored. Coils; first, second, and final. All the Extremes that I didn't bother to do and just finishing all content of old.  Finish those Beastmen quest, never really bothered to do them that won't be too hard just take a long while. Gaelkitten and Red Panda Minions. And lastly though mostly in general, RP more.

Rook

Rook

 

Devileye Character Sheet

Name: Rook Devileye (Possible alias, unknown surname)
Race: Hyru, Highlander
Age: Unknown, appears middle age
Nameday: Claim the twentfifth Sun, of the fifth Umbral Moon
Height: 6'7"
Eye Color: Dark Green (right), Gold (left)
Hair Color: Auburn
Deity: Llymlaen, the Navigator
Occupation: Adventurer, Mercenary, Privateer/Corsair
Grand Company: Maelstrom
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Family: Deceased Physical Description Rook Devileye can be very much seen as an imposing figure as he stands tall even for a Highlander. Fair skinned and toned build, Rook uses all his given talents to aid his journey across Eorzea often working as sellsword, privateer, or just typical freelance adventurer. Rook generally keeps his hair shaggy and unkempt as he cares little for his own appearance other than the garb he wears or the weapon that he is brandishing. Can be found wearing large coats, dusters, and even heavy armored sets as he know to use a variety of weapons though namely a firearm and an axe. In terms of physical appearance Rook can be said to be more of a dirty scoundrel than a proper gentleman as he tends to dress with flair of a pirate or bard. Has some facial hair, mostly upon his chin but the more striking aspect of his appearance is the eyepatch that covers his left eye, which pulled aside reveals iris of dark gold. The eye is the source of the Devileye name which is not his surname, though he has never revealed it. His other eye being a darker shade of green but seen with both it can be quite unsettling. It is unknown if the eye is dead which is why he bares an eyepatch or if he covers it as a means to hide it. Voice Rook has a very deep and raspy voice that matches his physical nature. Fond of sarcasm and dry humor, which is often deeply coated in bitterness. Rook often always has something to say, either being an honest advice or just a snarky comment to make. Even in combat Rook has been known to make remarks aimed at his foes typically with taunts and other mockery. Yet Rook typically remains silent or distant, but when he has something to say he'll let his voice be heard and often times will then be unable to shut up. Demeanor & Nature Rook is a complex man, which one could easily describe him as a mercenary with a conscience. Being a fairly cynical towards the world and those who dwell in it, often believing that many are just motivated by self interest and seeking self preservation. Despite his negative view of the world itself, Rook has no problem speaking his mind or dealing with people; yet, often times prefers not to. He is honest with most travelers and fairly open, often time to time he will even embellish here and there for certain stories. However, stories that concern his origin and past often varies as Rook been known to conjure up a variety of back stories; he's the son of the Navigator making him a demi-god, another he claims to be the he is a bastard son of some noble house of Ishgard or second cousin of Hildibrand Manderville. Rook has no problem with risking his own life to defend and aid others. He does not do so for honor, glory, or fame. Often times will do so for the sake of doing something as well as his nagging conscience. Though for the most part its often because Rook lives for the thrill of battle and a good fight, though coin is always nice to have. Rook's greatest strength is that of his resolve as he is utterly fearless in the face of threats that can strike fear into the most iron willed adventurers. For Rook it is merely another challenge. His stubbornness also adds to his strength, allowing him to stay in the fight longer than he possible should which can be seen as both strength and weakness as he does not like to run from a fight even if it means death. This often times suggest a death wish or little value of his own well being. Rook's shortsightedness and living in the moment is perhaps his greatest weakness as it often forces him to make bad judgement calls, while others should give up the chase, he'll continue which may lead to disastrous results. His vices get the better of him almost every time, his bad investment, and poor decision making had forced him to constantly abandon his dreams and ambitions, forcing him to create smaller and shorter goals, which trap him living the life of a mercenary and nothing more. Repair bills, easy women, cheap drinks, and countless other matters keep him on his feet seeking contracts. Often times Rook refused to take responsibility over his actions and will often time blames fate or luck over his own choices.
Personality Traits Adventurous Bold Cynical Honest Loyal Pessimistic Stubborn Likes Adventure Drinking Gambling Rain Money Women Dislikes The Twelve Primals People (Mainly pirates/bandits) Beastmen Tribes Rules & Authority Public Backstory Not much is really known about Rook Devileye. Many who have attempted to uncover his origins and history often discover conflicting stories, many of which are purely fabricated and outright outlandish though perhaps some truths lurk within these tall tales. Some of these speak of him as being apart of the Manderville family, another that he is a Garlean aristocrat, and yet another claiming to be some fabled pirate king. What is known is that he has spent a great deal of time out at sea as a privateer under Limsa command and has acquired a large sum of debt accumulating across all regions. Those who have cross his path have often spoken of his tendency to seek out a fight, whether it be out of self worth or simply battle lust is unknown, and also speak of his habit of helping other without much thought nor concern for his own well being. Rook Devileye has worked for numerous groups but has rarely stayed within their ranks for very long, excluding the Maelstrom and as of late has been rumored to posses close ties to the Skysteel Manufactory out of Ishgard. Known for his brutality on the battlefield, Rook is not one to be taken lightly even if he may appear apathetic as he does possess a sharp wit and sharper tongue to go with his wild temperament. Records belonging to the Grand Companies state that he was once posses a family, a wife and daughter, but later reports make no mention of a family. 

Rook

Rook

 

Ability to Collapse Teamspeak List Added

It was brought to my attention today that the custom sidebar blocks (our New Content, donation, and Teamspeak list blocks) take up an awful lot of space at the top of the sidebar. I considered re-ordering them, but those three blocks have to stay together as one single "group". Moreover, we really want to have the New Content and donation blocks at the top. So what we did instead, is simply make the Teamspeak list (which is the biggest offender of available sidebar space) collapsible. The Teamspeak list is still there if you would like it, but each individual user now has the ability to collapse it and free up space on the sidebar.

Rikitiki

Rikitiki

 

Inactive Registered User Purge

Our registered user list was getting VERY VERY LONG. So I cleaned house a bit. Registered users who have not visited our site since 9/1/2014 have had their accounts removed. (If this was you, feel free to re-register and get your access back! :D)

Rikitiki

Rikitiki

 

Site Status - April 2015

RISE FROM YOUR GRAVE, DEV BLOG! It's probably about time we made an entry here to talk about things we're doing, and have done, with the site! Previously, all of the site stuff was done by Aveline. When she stepped down from her post as Doyenne, the officers and I let a lot of site-related things fall by the wayside, including this blog. But now, we're finally getting to those things. Now, we control the horizontal. We control the vertical. Do not attempt to adjust your screen. Since the last entry, we've been changing a lot of things! I think a bulleted list is in order. IPBoards has been upgraded to 3.4.7, the latest official release.
We had several additional board themes, but these themes haven't been upgraded to the latest release, so we thought it best to just set everything to the default IPBoards theme. (The IPBoards Mobile theme is also active.)
We have switched our hosting service from Eleven2 to HostGator. Eleven2 was giving us some serious lag issues, but HostGator has thus far performed swimmingly.
HostGator is now also handling our DNS name registration. "adventureleague.net" has been deprecated in favor of "tale-ffxiv.com".
We have gone over all of our existing links to change any references to adventureleague.net to tale-ffxiv.com. (There may still be some out there -- if you spot any, please let us know!)
Ownership of the site and all things TALE has been transferred from Aveline to Rikitiki, including our Steam group and our TeamSpeak and Minecraft servers, with the notable exception of our social media accounts (Facebook / Tumblr / Twitter), which have been assigned to Tahrara.
In the process of doing all this, we noticed that we were paying $15.99 a month for a Minecraft server that we don't get nearly $15.99 of use out of every month. So when I noticed that our hosting provider offers a 4-player-limit FREE option, we jumped right on that.
We made a pass through the site looking for references to the site rules, and pointed them to one single page. Previously, there were at least three different versions of the rules depending on where you clicked.
The TALE Handbook has received a much-needed overhaul.
In addition to all of this, our PayPal account, and the funds therein, have been transferred from Aveline to Rikitiki. For the curious, we have paid HostGator for another year and a half (expires in November 2017), and we have enough to pay InvisionPower through April 2016. While we have (and anticipate) no other expenses at this time, I would be remiss in my obligations were I not to point out that there is a donation link on the main forum page, and we welcome any and all donations from our members. Finally, just today we have placed a big TALE logo on the front page in place of the news/words/articles page that had been there previously. This is a temporary fix -- hopefully we'll get something more permanent there before long -- but we realized that none of the news and articles and such had been updated in ages, and that just looks terrible. So: TALE compass rose. :D Please direct any questions or concerns you might have regarding our site to me or Claus. Thank you!

Rikitiki

Rikitiki

 

Doubt, and Resolve

31st, 1A: Godbert Manderville has presented irrefutable evidence to the effect of re-writing History. Necromancy, which destroyed Sil’dih, was a chemical weapon of Ul’dah, not an ill-conceived strategy of Sil’dih itself. This was proven by sworn testimonies from reliable Personages, as well as thaumic testing of four certain Relics, as well as the more traditional kind of proof: that a member of the Syndicate said so. The mind reels. The very thesis of my latest Book is dashed. Sil’dih could not have stolen necromantic secrets from ancient Amdapor. Their architectural Similarities are only co-incidence. There are only so many ways that stone can be shaped, I suppose. What a fool I was. What a fool. And what does this say of Ul’dah? Who was the first to devise this Zombie Powder, the "Traders' Spurn?" Was it an inquiring mind of the Sciences, such as myself? Who was the first to order its use? Was it an officer of the State, such as myself? Had I been alive then, would I have done the same? Condemning a city of knowledge to save a city of prosperity… No. Never. I would never! Never!! But here I sit in Prosperity, having eaten enough of its Fruits to have the Knowledge to recognize from whence that knowledge came!!! One bears the other. Suffering can arise from both. Balance… the Gold and Silver Scales were themselves balanced, but upon what larger Scale? And which was truly found wanting? A question of arguable Merit, since one weight of two is forever Broken. And here I serve the side that broke it. I live and breathe and eat and serve the Prosperity that shattered Knowledge. Why can we not have both? Why can everyone not have both? A shared Prosperity, managed by enlightened Knowledge… Would we ever have that? What would it look like? Should we one day have it, whose jealousy would plague us? What blight of which rival would spell our doom? None, if I have any Thing to Say about it. I see clearer to a solution for society’s Ills, which is this: if the policies which cause them come from the Top, then I must rise to the Top, in order to change them. The Flames provides, by social infra-structure and cultural Heft, an optimal means for such Advancement. I shall be its Champion. (In the fullness of Time.)

Kannadi Albedo

Kannadi Albedo

 

A note about the absence of Dralid and Ozak

Four months ago, Dralid and Ozak departed for Radz-at-Han. Dralid stated it was for family business. Ozak wanted to travel since he had a lead about Riztak's where-a-bouts. There has been no news about them since then. ((Just to give a small clarification on what is the IC situation about both of theses characters. It is general knowledge in TALE that these two left together. Who knows what will happen next! dun dun dun!))

Dralid

Dralid

 

Fwoop.

PET RATS. SELFIES. And that's all for this thing. I'm not very good at blogging. The extent of my blogging career is rebagling things on tumblr. This is Elly. She's a shy blonde rat. She likes elbows and sitting on boobs and hiding under hoodies and blankets. She also poops when she is scared. This is Emmy the adventurer!! She likes scampering all over everything and snifflesnuffling all the things and cheese. She likes pockets and giving tickles. I will spare you all from selfies. I mean, the only cool thing is that I currently have pink hair.

Danichuu

Danichuu

 

Journal Entry 18 - Under Investigation

Journal, Pray forgive if my entry makes no sense, I have gone over nearly a week now without a proper rest. Has it been a week? Maybe suns, I've lost track. I feel so exhausted right now it's a wonder I can even think straight. It's because of the nightmares journal, I cannot rest because of the nightmares. Investigators from Ul'dah came, accused us of being a danger and threat to the city-state and all residents of the Goblet recently. If we fail to prove our innocence the league will be disbanded. The nightmares began in earnest after I moved her. Too dangerous to keep her at headquarters any longer. I destroyed the pages too. She rests in the Twelveswood. Buried. I can't remember where now. My mother is ashamed of me, I can feel it and at times I wonder if I deserve to keep on living. No, this doesn't mean I plan to end my life either. The nightmares are always the same. She begs for me to unseal her, find a new page. A Necrologos page. I tell her I cannot, to forgive me. Then I see it. She is brutally murdered before my eyes and I am helpless to stop it. Each time is different. As I closed my eyes to drift off, a magitek vanguard crushed her just now. Too horrific to describe. Hollow is suspicious of me. Fhylie told the Flames of my box. They know, they all know. They want to talk to me. How much do they know? How long before the rest of the league knows? I have to be careful. So tired now. I feel a little light-headed. Fate spoke of a tea his mother made. Diyne said some harsh things to him, he was emotionless? I don't really remember. Too tired. I want to rest. He left me a mixture to brew the tea myself. Helps with nightmares. Maybe this will let me rest. Sleep. I needs A large ink blot is smeared across a portion of the page where the entry ends abruptly.

M'hana

M'hana

 

Journal Entry 17 - Voidsent

Journal, Just a small, brief entry this evening. I've decided not to go along with my plan. Not after recent events. This evening headquarters was the victim of an unfortunate voidsent attack. I'm not sure the details but it involved several members and Tyriont somehow. It was accidental they say but somehow a voidsent was summoned in the household and caused some heavy damage. Nobody was injured but the problem with it is there has been a child, a bloody child in the house. Diyne's little brother was inside there. I love my mother, but she wouldn't want me to endanger the life of a child. So I'm moving the pages of the Necrologos out of my room, I'm going to store them somewhere safe, away from headquarters. I may even destroy them. I'm sorry mother, I've failed you once again I fear. But it's for the best, I know you'd tell me this. At first I thought somehow those pages ended up in the wrong hands, or the seals wore off when I first heard the news. I was worried. But looking at them now nothing seems amiss, at least from what I can tell. Still, it makes me wonder. What if I attempted it, what if I somehow accidentally unsealed a voidsent in the house? What if Diyne's brother had been injured, what if someone else in the league had been hurt or killed? Because of me? I feel like an idiot now ever considering such a dangerous act and in of all places headquarters. I think I am insane like the whole lot of them. Anyroad, I plan to travel with the pages in a small lockbox to Gridania where I will stay for the evening. Tonight I will leave you here journal. Once I figure out what to do I'll update you again. Until the morn, dream sweetly. - M'hana

M'hana

M'hana

 

Journal Entry 16 - The Amassed Lunatics of Eorzea?

Journal, Once again I write nearly a full moon after my most recent entry. Has it truly been that long? I have so much to write about and not all of it good. Last moon we had a ball for the anniversary of the league's formation. It was the most fun I have had in a long time. I learned a strange dance called the "Manderville", though the Behemoth Queen Midge won the costume contest. Maybe some other day for Chocobella. I met a guy there who I revealed my plans to. A stupid and risky move I admit. I haven't seen him that much since then, which for my sake and what I am considering attempting is probably the best. And earlier this moon I went to a strange date auction party at Costa del Sol. Made a few new friends too, one is a Hyur woman who calls herself Gin. She reminds me a lot of D'a except easier to understand. I cheered her on as she tried to fight this other guy named Juno who in reality was her friend. Later she tried to set me up with him on a date which I refused. Juno. Journal he's a real flirt though I tell you, but caring about his friends. So far I have had time to talk with him at least twice now one being over a drink at the Quicksand he offered in return for me helping Gin and putting up with her apparent match-making attempts. Though last he had told me, Gin was kidnapped by some people. I offered my assistance to however he has yet to call on me. I've passed by the Quicksand a few times hoping to ask him about Gin's state but no luck. Things have been a little chaotic within the league too, which for us may be somewhat normal. It's odd to call such things normal, do all Free Companies harbor individuals who seemingly lose their minds or desire bloodshed? Rhoe came back injured one eve, Mackayla and Tyriont are up to something, and Aedida is acting strange. And Jinx? As it stands now some woman wants to kill everyone all over something he did. I'm still in the dark on that. Cryptic letters, written in blood or other things. They'll be calling us the Amassed Lunatics of Eorzea before long at this rate. Gods, maybe we are and I'm just now seeing it. Though now I question if this insanity is reaching me too. See journal, in last few nights I have had some odd if not haunting dreams, in them I see my mother. It's dark, only me there. Then, she appears before me. She's alive, but not. To my surprise she looks exactly as I saw her before the Calamity, before I left that day to join the frontlines. It's truly hard to explain and something I don't know if I want to. And each time I see her she says the same words to me with sad, mournful eyes. "Unseal it. Revive me. Please." I've had to keep it secret, but I have a few pages from a copy of the Necrologos now. They are hidden away on a bookshelf here in my room locked away safely in one of the cupboards. I had to take great pains to prevent the seals on the pages from wearing off and summoning any voidsent trapped within. Yet watching my fellow league members I now question my goal. Should I attempt it? Should I try to resurrect my mother from death? Can I? Something inside me keeps telling me the Necrologos is the answer, but is it? Tonight I found myself staring at the skeletal remains I brought back that night, bound up tightly in that same black box thinking about her. I asked myself that very question and a tiny voice told me yes. I want her back. I suppose I may have my answer soon, I've already begun studying information on the Necrologos though none of it makes sense to me. Resurrecting someone from beyond the grave cannot be so simple, and why the Necrologos? I don't understand yet each time I hear my mother's voice again reassuring me everything will be alright, I don't need to understand. Even now it's almost as if I feel her presence comforting me. Does that make sense journal? At this point I don't care anymore, it's late and I grow tired. Maybe in the morn I'll understand it better. Dream sweetly for now journal. - M'hana

M'hana

M'hana

 

Genius?

14th, 5A: Began arduous task of Packing, for impending move to whatsoever House it is I can purchase, when such open in coming days. Calcobrena has been of great Assistance, moving packages & making such Arrangements of small items as she can comprehend. A fine success, she has been. Constructing her taught me much in the way of repurposing Arcanima geometries toward aetherosomatic simulation & crystalline information storage (i.e. her memory). Fascinating subjects -- surely the very basics of the golemcraft of ancient Nym and the tomestone fabrication of ancient Allag. [There is an unusual blank space in the unlined journal page. Where her paragraphs are usually spaced with ruler precision, her next line starts after a wider margin than elsewhere.] I have now devoted time to considering the above line, & how odd it struck me. How is it that I could have puzzled out such Methods, so little known else-where, and remarked so little upon them? Surely I am not that stellar of an Arithmetician, am I? I know much of Thaumaturgy, yes, it simply makes sense, but I only acquired my first tome of Arcanima last year, when the Opportunity to do so finally presented it-self. And how could I have put such methods to use in my little Golem, yet been content to stop there? Content I was, and content I still am, for the Mischief it might do if my result of trial and error were known, yet… is that not odd, in hind-sight, that I could even do such a Thing, and so casually move on? And then there is the recent Happening concerning Ms. Mayrah, and how quickly I under-stood the aetheric Schema by which her fractured Soul was made one again… and succeeded, on the first try, in following it! That was Messing-About with Souls, for goodness’ Sake, yet I accomplished it with Aplomb! Have I some manner of Genius when it comes to pairing magics & maths & manipulating what might be produced of such a Union? If so, whence came it? Was it always present, but dormant -- awaiting, as it were, the first Rain? To suspend briefly some Modesty, I have been rather Intelligent my whole life, but I had long ago assumed I knew all there was to know about my Self. How is it that skills can hide so well? What Else is it that can I do?

Kannadi Albedo

Kannadi Albedo

 

Splintered Spirit, and Good Fortune

6th, 5A: Most interesting Developments recently. First: Nameday passed without incident, and blessed be. I do so hate to be an Imposition upon others’ time, as would have happened in some manner of Party. I doubt if even it was remembered outside Family, with whom I spent a pleasant quiet Evening. My age remains an Asterisk, of course. Twenty-seven or thirty-two? I shall err to the former. Not long after that day, I, in efforts to be more Social, answered a request from colleague Ms. Thorn, who sought a Thaumaturge of skill. I was that, and so I presented myself. It was an unusual affair, but to summarize: One Ms. Mayrah X (note to self: learn more colleagues’ surnames) had been long afflicted by a division of her Soul, into three parts, each of which contested for Dominance of the Body, and she (that is, the more coherent Third) desired a Restoration of the Whole. And so myself, with Ms. Hollow Thorn, Ms. Midge X, Ms. Fhylie X, Ms. X’aelica X, and Mr. Lazin X, came to combine Efforts at the Sanctum of the Twelve, for said restoration. In short, it was a success, with the small side-effect of subjective Amnesia in the… patient. My contribution was, in modesty, a large part, for I executed the very Spell to unify Ms. Mayrah’s spirit, though without the Others I would have had an impossible task -- and without Mr. Lazin, I would not have had the Spell at all. It was a most intriguing Schema, the like of which I had never seen, yet that owed more to the surpassing rarity of Ms. Mayrah’s condition than to any complexity inherent in the magic. In essence it was Minwu’s Fourth Theorem, applied not to a crystal but to an intangible energy quantity, viz. the soul -- which naturally necessitated a different way of going about it, but this was achieved in the equation by resonant fractalltion of the aethero-somatic intrinsic field to simulate a Thamasian Fog around each piece of said soul, which allowed for thaumic cohesion via a high-energy Baruha Nucleus centered within each of the three sources. From there it was a common integral energy level consolidation, which, after a rather tricky differential shunt, returned quickly to ground state, all according to plan. Anyone of sufficient education could have done it, really. It is simply that no one ever had a Need to devise such a thing, for who would expect a soul to be Divided yet not kill its body, and then for those parts to Persist long enough to express a desire for Re-Unification? It was wholly without precedent, in my experience and in my knowledge. And so I wrote a report about it to the Ossuary and to my superiors within the Flames. It felt like the natural thing to do. It was new knowledge in thaumaturgy, after all. I omitted names in the reporting, of course, for the preservation of Privacy. I do hope it proves useful. 9th, 5A: Well! To-day I was visited at my Apartment by representatives from both the Ossuary and the Flames. I would describe them as Enthusiastic to learn more of what I had done some Days ago, re: soul-repair. However, I wished not to bring undue Questioning and potential Grief and Discomfort upon my good colleagues, so I… finessed the truth. It was true enough that, had I the Time and Inclination, I could have developed Mr. Lazin’s schema my-self, and so I said that the spell was mine. He seemed evasive and not wont to explain fully from whence he procured it, after all. Why not spare him the troubles of an Inquisition? My Interviewers, indeed insistently inquisitive, im-pressed upon me the value of confirming for themselves the state of my Subject, but this I denied them, explaining that, what could they possibly confirm but that an Adventurer of whole and ordinary spirit had experienced Amnesia? What could be learned that was not already contained within the report? What needed to be proven that the Numbers and Formulae did not? The Ossuary man acknowledged my reasoning as regrettably true, but explained how my report had caused a bit of a Stir. The Flames woman explained further, that I had “impressed the right People” with my command of thaumaturgy, and presented me with a most rare treasure indeed. It was a Writ of Domestic Office! With it, an Officer such as my-self one could establish literally an Office, a place of official Flames work, a sort of extremely miniature Immortal Flames Outpost, within one’s own home! It was no exaggeration to say I was over-whelmed! Convenience, & work, & even the employment of Staff! But a problem arose at once: where would I put such an Office? In answer, my superior noted the coming availability of homes within the Goblet for individual Adventurers, not restricted to Free Companies alone. She said, that certain Strings would be Pulled, in order to secure me one as they opened, on condition that one whole Floor be put to use as said Office. And this I agreed to, most readily! And another condition being, in that office I would continue the Hunt-related work already assigned to me, but also enact studies of Thaumaturgy, with regular reports to the Ossuary. And that I agreed to, also as readily! Their business done, the Representatives departed, both expressing Enthusiasm in watching closely my Career. Such work ahead! I can scarcely wait to begin! But I shall not let work dominate my life to the exclusion of being Social. After all, where would my prospects now reach had I not answered that Call of Assistance?

Kannadi Albedo

Kannadi Albedo

 

The Work and the Self

23rd, 4U: Engaged in non-work Festivities recently, namely a Masquerade Ball. Forgot the level of… bustle at such events. Uncomfortable, but forced myself into a seasonal Dance for two non-consecutive Moments, in an effort to be more Social. It presented many opportunities for Awkwardness. There was a most awkward & foolish situation involving Cake. Antecalamitas, I had no issues involving myself, albeit quietly, in such a gathering of colleagues & acquaintances. But since my Return, and my focus upon Work for the betterment of the Sultanate via advancement of my Self, I have noted a pronounced degree of social Withdrawl. I initially attributed this to the necessary rigors of employment in a Grand Company, but now I do wonder if being among people for ex-tended periods of Time is not a skill that has Atrophied from dis-use. Persisting my presence in such company was not an unpleasant task, for the familiar faces in attendance, but my thoughts continuously returned to what work I could have been undertaking instead. I strive for professionalism, for the ideal Ul’dah that I would see made true. But I do worry such an ethic of Work comes at a valuable expense. Yet to be more Lax is to express a great false-hood, for that is not who I am. And yet to be wholly and completely isolated within work is not my Self either! Is it? Am I mistaken in who it is that I am? Who but I would know? Who is it that I think I am? My present existential estimation would suggest: I am Kannadi Albedo, of Ul’dah, one who has written books on the subject of Monsters, for her general interest in ecology and specific interest in how behaviors arise in Nature. I wish to know why creatures behave the way that they behave, so that I might know why People behave the way that they behave. I find their fundamental lack of empathy for, and efficient well-treatment of, others not oneself to be un-acceptable, and no Solution can be effected without understanding the Cause. To that end, I work within and for the Immortal Flames, which [To the careful observer, Kannadi’s handwriting -- normally exquisite -- develops the slants and wobbles and jagged edges of an erratic hand.] is a focus on work! Even now even here I describe my work before my Self!! but the Self is not the Work it merely Performs it is not the Am but the Do!!! What lies below the Work!!!!? [Her normal handwriting returns, as even and measured as typeface.] I enjoy: silence music, from strings or harpsi-chord or trained voice
clean & smooth surfaces
cool colors
the flavor of vanilla & oranges
architecture that combines efficient function & aesthetic form
the smell of books
devising schedules, and keeping to them
awakening many hours after sun-rise
good tailoring
glass
curry
Autumn
I dislike: inter-ruptions
unevenness
being made a center of attention against my will
milk
beef
pork
now that I consider it, most meat save for fowl & egg
mind-altering substances
smoke of any kind
slimes & flans & suchlike
None of this is work. It is a mere list of items, but it is Me. Or a start of me. A start of my Self. I shall devote more Thought to this, thought for which ink upon paper cannot suffice.

Kannadi Albedo

Kannadi Albedo

 

Journal Entry 15 - Catchin' Up

Journal, It has been a long time since I last wrote. How many moons now? That is something of a bad habit I have and one I doubt I will break any time soon. Much has changed since I last recorded my thoughts, not a surprise there. Had my nameday, didn't celebrate. Didn't care to. Left the league for a long while on a search for my tribe, found something I wish I hadn't. More on that later. I've resumed drinking again, something I hadn't done since before the Calamity five years prior. I once again have my own room at headquarters here too. There is now a place to store my things again and I even have my own private bath. That's about it. Well almost. See as of late there has been this doll thing going around between members of the league in what they call "turns". I've chosen to stay out of it but here is what I know: This "doll" apparently is a haunted toy of some sort that has if I recall what I overheard earlier, a core of some sort that is leaking aether. Anyroad, it affects those who touch it causing strange behavior. I don't know if I believe any of it but it seems Zeth proclaimed a ban on all magics, Diyne and Taharara pretended it was their own baby, and surprisingly D'a refused to eat anything. They say we can't destroy the doll because it may cause adverse effects on those who have touched it. They may have a plan soon to contain it but as for me I'm staying as far as possible from that thing. It sounds like a load of chocobo shite but it never hurts to be careful. Now that I think about it have to admit I am curious how it would affect me. Maybe I would start singing songs of I don't know, coeurls falling in love with wolves? Maybe I'd think I was that bumbling idiot of a Gentlemen Inspector? I wonder what I'd call myself. M'hani-brand? Hildi-hana? By the Gods I'd much sooner hang myself than live through that. The very thought gives me a headache. Besides that there's been a decent influx of new blood in the league since my time away too. Many new faces, old ones too that until recently I didn't know. Played a game of what they called "Never Have I Ever". Interior of TALE headquarters has changed a lot too. In fact I still can't remember how I got home either but I know why. Remember how I told you I found something I wish I hadn't journal? That's why I cannot remember, because of what I had found. I drove myself into an inebriated state the bells sort of turned into suns and I lost all track of time for awhile. Woke up in a storage room reeking of booze and hells know what else that I've now made my own personal residence. But what I found. It was last moon, last moon I found my mother's remains journal. I'm certain they are her's. Nearly. Almost certain. My gut tells me they are. Deep in the bowels of the twisted tunnels beneath the Twelveswood that were unearthed during the Calamity I found traces of my tribe at long last. I must've scoured every ilm of the woods but somehow I at last found them. I gathered up what bone I could in a makeshift box I put together that day and here I am now. Somewhere inbetween there I found booze again and drunk myself into a deep depression trying to forget I think. I was lost and didn't care if I died or lived. And so that's it journal. She's dead, my tribe's dead. However not for long if I have my way. I was at a loss on what to do but I have a plan now journal. I'll revive her. The only problem is I don't know how, and what will happen. I do have one idea but only if I can get my hands a copy of the Necrologos. I've dealt with pages from copies made of the real book but that I've always destroyed them and anything that came with. Trying to obtain the pages without breaking the seal may be hard. Still, at this point I have no other options. You know, I still don't know why I was spared five years ago. But I needs to make things right and I can begin with by returning to her what the Calamity took away. I believe I'm going to need a heavy drink to put my mind at rest after thinking about it again. Until next time journal, dream sweetly for me. - M'hana

M'hana

M'hana

 

Literary Marks

7th, 4A: Well! Many developments. Comparisons was printed the other Day, & devoured by the Flames leadership, who took its bare Facts as bright Implication. The debate has concluded: Sil’dih shall not, at least for the fore-seeable Future, be opened to Exploration of any kind, owing to its potential danger, viz. the sort which blighted both it and Amdapor. Yes, “both” -- for the side against such exploration jumped to its own Conclusion that the evils presently in the Tower of White were what gave Sil’dih its Necromancy. I wrote no such thing, of course! But lines were drawn between Points out of my control, and so the side favoring the continued Sealing of the Necropolis swayed enough opinions to keep it Sealed. I would have been quite fine with either outcome… what interesting things remain sealed away? Having been vital to the winning Side of the Debate, I was given some small Commendation, which I graciously accepted, as a step toward eventual Promotion. My commissioned task complete, my temporary Command was dispersed to units befitting them, and I returned to my post as Ecological Surveyor posted at Forgotten Springs. But no sooner had I returned to my desk, than I received new Orders! It seems some-one in the upper ranks had read my previous literature upon Monsters, & Beastmen, and recommended me to an important Task of Writing, this being, a Compilation of the Characteristics of Elite Marks, for easy reference among Flames and Adventurers alike! To which I replied, “That is well, but what is an Elite Mark?” It seems that the preponderance of grave Monsters since the Calamity has finally driven the Eorzean Alliance to Distraction, such that they will very soon post Bills, for the elimination of certain such Monsters & their like. And my task, will be to study the Marks bodily, and give such Recommendations as I can, which are conducive to their efficient Demise. I suspect the final Product will be much shorter in length than Comparisons, which is good, as it provides me sufficient freed Time to write it all myself. Although, with the alleged Ferocity of such marks, I will most certainly require assistance from my associates in the League…

Kannadi Albedo

Kannadi Albedo

 

Completion of the Work

30th, 3U: Well! After a most enjoyable number of Weeks, & the valued assistance of my sub-ordinates, I have completed the manuscript of Comparisons of Amdapori and Late-Period Sil’dihn Architecture. I edited what I could, but it was impressed upon me that there are paid Editors whose job it is to do that, and could do so with great Expediency, given the pay-roll of the Flames, whose upper leadership has been impatient for my book. I understand it will arrive at the Publisher, & Binder, within the week. I suppose it could have been greater in length, & in depth of detail, but I dared not extrapolate too much on the bare facts of the topic, lest it cause some un-educational sensationalist Frenzy among the public. The last thing I would want is to resume that trend of salacious anti-historical Nonsense that was in fashion in my youth: the stuff of Allagans building canals on the white moon. But, well: no Risk, no Reward. I spoke with Father on my completion, and he was greatly impressed that I was already done. From conception to completion, a mere three Moons and some spare days. Non-fiction comes easily to me, I explained, and made certain to note my Command’s contributions, and writing it was my assignment after all! But he little noted such details, and heaped praise upon me. I must ensure that I sign a first-edition for him. My “unit,” its formation & activities being a sort of an entry trial to all associated with it, is like to undergo some Shifts in the near future. We had a task, which was to produce my book & populate it with accurate Data. I gave orders, including to venture to dangerous Locales, and of course I did the writing & planning & no small measure of editing. And they, well, they complied & performed admirably. And now the task is done. I hope the best for their future Endeavors, be they under my command or not. I also hope the best for myself, no modesty spared. The rate of pay on royalties is some-what different, being a Flames project, but I ensured in Negotiations that I would get my due. And not be left off the cover, as with On the Properties of Beastmen…

Kannadi Albedo

Kannadi Albedo

 

Comments Upon My Literary Technique

9th, 3U: U’khuba Tia “caught wind” of my Literary Project, as he called it, and he complimented it greatly. He knew of the Allagan ex-cavations at the Strike, but confessed to little knowledge of Sil’dih. My up-coming Book’s implication of the necropolis’s potential absorption of Amdapori secrets seemed to Intrigue him. I said, that it was indeed Intriguing, and that I hoped when he became, inevitably, the next Nunh, excavations on a larger Scale might be under-taken. In response, he said, with a rather fetching smile, that my belief in his future Ascension was quite Encouraging. Thereupon I made an excuse for myself to depart with haste, lest the conversation turn Problematic. Curse the randomness of Birth, and the demands of Professionalism... The Book itself is coming well. Young Isaac and Jaudemus are both more than merely functionally Literate, and so are trans-scribing my pieced-together Passages from Notes per my precise Instructions, for my later Editing. It is a great saving on Time, though Isaac took exception to my Capitalization & Punctuation use, claiming it to be non-Standard. The nerve of that Private! It is very Standardized! Capital letters begin a sentence, & provide Emphasis on author-selected Verbs & Nouns (the latter often being Direct Objects) only, & the Comma divides thoughts within a Sentence, & the Ampersand may do the work of the conjunction "and" when making Lists, even of only two Items! The hyphen, admittedly, is a mysterious typo-graphical Relic preserved from old Ala Mhigan, and so rules on its use are Contradictory, but I use it well enough to avoid Disdain from a boy barely out of Schooling, I should think! News-papers & Books have their own Standard, and I have mine! It is not as though I would mistake one for the Other when it came time for Publishing! I punished him by ordering he trek the Desert and salute one-hundred Anglers. The next time he casts Aspersions upon my Literacy, it shall be 1000.

Kannadi Albedo

Kannadi Albedo

 

Further Booking, &c.

3rd, 3U: My few sub-ordinates have proven quite Valuable lately, in retrieving Data & stone samples, which saved me great drudgery! With their help, I have devised the out-line for the expanded Book, the chapters being these: 1. Introduction, & Historical Perspective (on Sil’dih, Amdapor, & known historical connections between diverse regions) 2. Sil’dihn Structures Until Late-Period (titular, establishing background) 3. Amdapori Masonry & Assembly (titular, establishing background) 4. Sil’dihn Structures After Late-Period (titular, establishing some Similarities & feeding the Implication) 5. The Golden Ratio and Aetheric Flow (observation of traditional Sil’dihn architectural maths & their abrupt shift to maths matching Aetheric principles) 6. Sand and Leaf (on Amdapori-region floral patterning found in Sil’dih casing stones, buttresses, etc., with long anecdote re: famed mason’s signature-as-design-aesthetic actually being perversion of Amdapori vine-like bordering flourish) 7. Foreign Fragments (observations on fragments of most recent lengths of Sil’dih aqueducts recovered antecalamitas, & their identical nature to typical Amdapori-favored stone) 8. Cities of Stone and Secrets (comparison of the Tower of White with surviving accounts of Sil’dih’s planned “Tower of Water” plumbing experiment, begun yet unfinished due to undead plague) I think that will do, and it would have taken me many more Months if I had only my self to rely upon! I believe I am growing to enjoy the benefits of Command. I order, and others follow, even into danger, but I order in such a way that leaves Agency for the sub-ordinate, which leaves them feeling they have made a true Contribution. This is important for Morale. Also of value, I have found, is time spent in Conversation, reluctant though I am to initiate it, & requiring as I am of time there-after to Recover. I spoke with young Jaudemus, for instance, on mechanical systems of Irrigation, when he had acquired for me a rare book on Sil’dih aqueducts. He seemed impressed that I knew anything of Machina, and I said it was all simple Moving Parts and Physical Laws, nothing extremely taxing. He asked if I had a long History with mechanical contraptions, to which I said, no, though my father once said the Albedos were famed for such things, a great many generations ago, when the name Albedo was pronounced differently. This led to the topic of Jaudemus’s family, who were evidently migrants from Ishgard, and he spoke at length about them, and I listened well, and I could tell his Morale improved from knowing a superior officer did not tell him to stifle his in-cessant chatter. Perhaps command really is for me…

Kannadi Albedo

Kannadi Albedo

 

Book, and Command

26th, 3A: Exciting Developments! Having completed the first Draft of my comparative Research yester-day, I sent it at once to my Superiors, expecting typical bureaucratic Sloth, but this very Morning I received word back via the Moogle Post! It did not have the Effect I intended... perhaps I had better record the full Context. It seems that certain Elements among the Flames command structure would mount Expeditions to the blighted and sealed remains of Sil’dih proper -- or at very least allow Adventurers the opportunity -- for the purpose of absorbing the doomed city-state for the Expansion of Ul’dah. Said Elements see the ruins as a potential balm to Ul’dahn over-crowding; at very least they could serve as a place to stow Refugees & the Poor & ex-patriate Ala Mhigans. But, all such plans are contingent on first ascertaining the Condition of Sil’dih, & answering questions such as, “Is it still over-run with Undead,” or “What remains Usable of its Structure,” or “Would living there be objectively better than living in a Hole freshly dug in the Sand?” And so there is a quite heated Debate among commanders, kept from public Ears, as to the value of allowing any-one near to the city. The prevailing argument is that Zombies most likely still roam there, but the counter-argument of “Why not check?” grows more insistent. So into this debate came my draft of Comparisons of Amdapori and Late-Period Sil’dihn Architecture (firm title). The letter I received describes much of Command as “abuzz” with the implications & value of such research. If a heretofore-unknown Link between the cities could be proven, it could serve as strong anti-Sil’dihn propaganda, supporting the present Prohibition against venturing within many malms of the Necropolis. The benefits to my Self are, that I have been given generous Funding to turn my Draft from (what I expected to be) a thin volume in-to a full Book! And to help in this endeavor, to do the “Grunt Work” of collecting samples & data & previous research on which to write, I have been given my own small Command!! After all, am I a 2nd Lt., or am I a 2nd Lt.? I have met them, and they seem quite capable. Two are Ala Mhigans: Grett, who is a Boisterous girl fresh of age, and Sand Sparrow, my Sergeant, who seems outwardly a woman only by Accident of Birth. The others are young men Isaac and Jaudemus, Privates fresh as fresh can be. They are at this moment combing the Sagolii and un-earthing the more egregiously sand-buried segments of Wall to be found there. It does seem rather excessive to command a whole Party’s movements for the sake of one Book, but I do not deny it will make the Task much easier, and it is well within my ability to establish Order, perhaps paving my way toward an eventual Promotion... But before that, I must return to writing.

Kannadi Albedo

Kannadi Albedo

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