Absorbed in her work


It was somewhat of a strange request for Rasha: a group of explorers found some sort of vat which contained a gooey mysterious substance in some Allagan ruins. She took some vials and a mortar to get a sample and found herself looking into the vat in question, she saw a congealed mass of a crimson hue settling in the container with not so much as a bubble rising from it. She regarded the substance with a detached curiosity. It seemed so

A Light Meal


It was a normal day at Rasha's house. She had been working on and off for some time on a grand experiment of hers. Long ago she and some adventuring friends braved the depths of the ruins of Gelmorra: the so-called Palace of the Dead. Aether flowed strangely in those abandoned depths forcing her companions to rediscover their power and augment it with ancient reliquaries known as pomanders. They had a variety of different effects, each one

Man-eater


It was another bustling day in the Quicksand, Ul'Dah's mead-filled oasis for adventurers and merchants. People from all walks of life were drinking and laughing their days away and in some cases looking for their next job. One woman in particular drew eyes from the crowd; a midlander woman with short brown hair and eyes with a sky blue hue. She was Emalyn Thorne, an adventurer known for her daring exploits with the Scions. Her manner of dres

An Alternative Reunion


Cloud, Tifa, and the remnants of what would be ‘AVALANCHE’ were wandering aimlessly. They had obtained the keystone to explore the Temple of the Ancients only to have one of their own, the seemingly quirky toy Cait Sith, betray them. He had in truth been a spy drone controlled by Reeve, the Shinra executive of Urban Planning. He passed the keystone onto Tseng; the leader of the Turks, who had immediately set out for the tem

A Repast of the Vigilants



Rasha, Thancred, and Y’shtola were in a dangerous situation. They had scoured much of the Raktika greatwoods to find and eliminate the Lightwarden which resided there but so far have come up with no leads to its location. The situation grew worse yet as the Eulmoran army under Ran’jit was in hot pursuit of their charge; Minfilia and had gone as far as to ally themselves with the murderous cult the Children o

A Harvest of Souls



It was a bustling day at Idyllshire as usual, goblins trading tongue flaps and wares and adventurers drinking after a successful foray or in other cases looking for adventures to drink to. A young woman of hyuran descent was one of said adventurers. Her name was Rasha and she had sought another thrill to experience or perhaps a reagent for her work. She was a burgeoning alchemist and had desires to reach beyond what was th

From Willow to Widow



    
Adrane Rivione drew stares as she wandered the gaudy Husting Strip of Ul’Dah with purpose. Adrane was a Wildwood with hair of deep purple that had been tied up with a ponytail on the side. She wore a skirt and stockings with an elegant and vaguely futuristic top of an azure hue with various gaps exposing her skin beneath. Indeed she was an up and coming Blue Mage entertainin