having replayed the first part of drk again but the good version this time, i feel the fact the wol can get a second pair of hands at will from level uh, 80 on?, is severely underrepresented in fics
everyone keeps making angst about briefly possessing your own corpse during combat or summoning a shield of darkness and fear, but what about the sheer hilarity and versatility of TWO OF THEM
i wish y'all understood how hard i crack the FUCK up whenever i gpose this man. his neutral face is the most judgmental shit i've ever seen, and i rarely have to change his expression because i'm like, "yeah no that's in character."
it's been like a year and I'm still thinking about "A disappointment to the last." "And who made me that way?" like talk about a precision guided catharsis missile aimed directly at anyone with a shitty mom. goddamn.
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[S] Scions & Sinners
Aether [Cactuar] | Lavender Beds | W27 | P8
Downstairs access through the curtain on the right!
I like to think of this as a romanticized Amaurot.