You discover a LEATHER-BOUND JOURNAL, a SHEAF OF PAPERS, and a MECHANICAL THINGYMABOB amidst the mess.

A radio, too, catches your eye, but it seems to be broken beyond repair.

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LEATHER-BOUND JOURNAL

The pages are filled with hastily drawn blueprints and notes in broken Common. Written entries, too, litter these pages– a living itinerary.

As you stare, a piece of paper falls out. An advertisment for a SUPPORT GROUP.


SHEAF OF PAPERS

A letter of resignation from a machinist named Vieu.

An elite Clan hunt bill. It's marked complete.

A pocket-sized PAINTING of three smiling people.

A hand-drawn map of Azys Lla.

ASTER LIONETTE RI'XIA NAIR

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MECHANICAL THINGYMABOB

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You exit the Manufactory and enter the Forgotten Knight, only to be greeted by a fierce gust of wind. It gifts you a soggy flyer. Right to the face. How considerate.

You peel the DAMP PIECE OF PARCHMENT away and glare at it.


Services for airship maintenance and repair.

Transportation*VIEU IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY NAUSEA OR DAMAGES at the highest possible speeds.

You got the gil? He's got you covered!

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The flyer is accompanied by a picture of a grinning man, sat astride a single-passenger airship. You've never seen that model before.

BACK


Perhaps it's time to ask around some other old haunts. Despite a lack of friendly faces in the Brume, someone does eventually give you a little bit of his precious time.

The lad's face lights in recognition when you tell him the name, and you're led to a PATCH OF WOOD AND RUBBLE. Your mark once called this place home.


"Decent guy. Swears he was raised here, but I only ever saw 'im after the Calamity. Hm? Why'd I never ask him about it?"

"Well, it was right after the Calamity, mate. I was too busy freezin' to death to give a shite."

Your guide then gestures to a METAL DEVICE in the corner.


"...Besides, he helped. Gave people a warm place to sit."

The device is a CRUDELY WROUGHT STOVE, its edges held together by thick layers of rust and rime. It was clearly loved, once upon a time.

There isn't much more that you'll find here in Ishgard.

...Perhaps it's time to go looking somewhere else?


OOC | START AGAIN

RULES

no: underage players, fetish characters, OOC bigots
ask: underage characters, WOLs
yes: combat, adventure, horror/gore, mature/dark RP

I'm not my character. Vieu's lore blunders and opinions aren't
necessarily mine.

Hi! My name's Clay. I play Vieu. I started RPing a while backstarted ~patch 6.28! and I don't plan to stop. Tell me in-game if you wanna set up an interaction— if we interact often enough I'll give you my discord!

(Shy? Not sure how to start interactin'? Shoot me a message and I'll go and poke you first!)


hoursusually evenings THURS-SUN, and i'll try to make time if you need it. - contactask for my discord! - gallery

FORGIVE ME

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