(Current) Character Roster! The Shattered Spear - A motley crew of renegades, rogues, and would-be-heroes

Cassidy Kaine - A Dalmascan sky pirate piloting the prototype airship Jaeger

Ryusei Kazunari - The last survivor of a yakuza clan. A ronin wielding a cursed sword, he fights for what he thinks is right.

Violent - A berserker from Golmore, Violent lives up to her name; tearing into her foes with a pair of magitek gauntlets.

Laughing Kraken - A pirate captain with an interest in ancient and arcane artefacts. Some say he is cursed, or bargains with esoteric and strange powers.

X'khorra - A Sharlayan scholar with a penchant for adventure, and sharpshooting. She carves arcanima onto her ammunition.

Ghislain Sauvageau - An Ishgardian knight turned monster hunter, wielding powers gained through dark bargains.

Kasahr Dotharl - A fate dodging Dotharli thief and trickster. Gifted with the Echo, Kasahr remembers all his past lives.

R'khan Tia - A Fist of Rhalgr who grew up under Garlean occupation. Now he fights for freedom wherever it is needed.

✔: What did your muse want to be when they were a child? Did they go on to do this and if so, was it everything that they hoped it would be? Or has this desire changed since, and why?

For whoever you want!

Jeva ✔ A doctor. Jeva spent many suns and moons alike leafing through old manuals to older schools she and her family could not hope to afford as a child, never finding formal teaching. Years later she finds herself in the role regardless, no thanks to anybody but herself. It isn't what she went out into the world looking for, but people in need have a way of finding her, and Jeva doesn't easily turn down a genuine desire for help. It's a begrudging, thankless, and often without payment.

Thank you!

[[Head-canon Ask Prompts]]

➜: What sort of things does your muse keep in their pockets on any given day?

Akahana ➜ A torn black cloth to wrap around her face when she's outdoors, a small flask, a knife, a roll of bandages, a pouch of fire shards.

Bard ➜ An empty bullet casing, a tied lock of brown hair, a faded photograph of a woman.

Copper ➜ A rumpled notepad full to the brim with random inserts, old jerky, oil sodden cloth, a small diary tied shut with a bit of string, leather gloves, a coin purse.

Jeva ➜ A carefully maintained leather booklet, a small tin of writing instruments, a pack of rolling papers, tobacco, crushed cloves. Thank you for the prompt! [[Head-canon Ask Prompts]]

Feel free to ask for any of the following!

Akahana

Bard

Copper

Jeva

Send a symbol for a headcanon about my muse.

◎: What is your muse’s most prized mundane possession? Why do they value it so much? ★: What is your muse’s idea of perfect happiness? ☩: Your muse is doing some intense spring cleaning. What is easy for them to throw out, and what is difficult for them to part with? ♠: What’s the worst thing your muse has done to someone they loved? ♢: In what situation would your muse feel most out of their comfort zone? ♣: What’s your muse’s biggest cause of stress or anxiety? ✚: What is the most frightening potential handicap or disfigurement your muse can conceive? What makes it so frightening? ✔: What did your muse want to be when they were a child? Did they go on to do this and if so, was it everything that they hoped it would be? Or has this desire changed since, and why? ❖: What is the attitude and appearance that your muse presents in public? How does this differ from the attitude they have in private, when they are alone? ✿: Which one act in your muse’s past are they most ashamed of? Which one act in their past are they most proud of? ➜: What sort of things does your muse keep in their pockets on any given day? ￭: If one of your muse’s friends was asked to describe them in a handful of words for a profile on a dating site, what would they say? ‽: Who or what, if anything, would your muse die for or otherwise go to extremes for? ▼: What would you find in your muse’s refrigerator right now? ♛: If your muse had to die, how would they like to go? And if they could come back as a person or animal, what would it be? ❸: Name three things your muse considers themselves to be very good at, and three things they consider themselves to be very bad at. ❦: If your muse was having a nightmare, what would be the worst one that they could suffer? ♫: What is one thing that your muse thinks they are talented at, but actually aren’t? ♞: Who was your muse’s idol when they were growing up? Who did they first fantasize about being like? ✱: What is your favourite ‘happily ever after’ for your muse? And what’s your most unconventional ‘ever after’ headcanon for them (happily or otherwise)? ✦: What is your muse’s fondest childhood memory? ♯: What would be the perfect gift for your muse? ❤: What is your muse’s perfect romantic date? ☮: When and where was your muse happiest? ☥: If events in your muse’s life had gone very differently to how they did, what would they have done with their life? What sort of occupation might they have chosen for themselves and would they, in your opinion, be happier than they are now? ☢: If your muse knew that they were going to die in 24 hours, name three things they would do in the time they had left. ☠: What is the one thing for which your muse would most like to be remembered after their death? ✎: Growing up, did your muse have a teacher or mentor figure? What was their relationship like? ✄: How does your muse perceive themselves, both internally and externally? How does this differ from how other people may see them? ✈: Was your muse popular as a child? Did they have many friends, and are they still in touch/still aware of what they are doing with their lives now? ♐: What is your muse particularly unskilled at? ☯: Who, if anyone, does your muse consider to be their best friend?

Stop at nothing, at no-one. Command your own fate, and crush that which would demand it from you.

aggressive | arrogant | authoritarian | bitter | brutal | callous | cannibal | careless | cold / cold-hearted | compulsive | controlling | corrects others constantly | cowardly | critical | cruel | delusional | demanding | disillusioned | domineering | envious | emotionally stunted | greedy | grim | guarded | hard | harsh | hypocritical | impatient | impolite | intimidating | irritable | kidnapper | lazy | liar | lustful | materialistic | mean | merciless | messianic | mistrusting | murderer | narrow-minded | obsessive | opinionated | over-bearing | over-critical | over-emotional | over-thinking | patronizing | proud | remote | repressed | rigid | rules with an iron fist | ruthless | sarcastic | self-righteous | self-indulgent | serial killer | taciturn | torturer | touchy | traitorous | unsympathetic | unpredictable | uptight | vain | vengeful

Tagged by: @alun-ura​ Thank you! Tagging: @drachenlance​​ @sliptohk​​, anybody. 

“Where did you get that bruise?”  Alun and Jeva ehehhehehhehe

It was late, and it was fucking cold. Jeva sat crooked in the chipped crevice of a window, her breath caressing the old warped pane of glass only to freeze moments later and leave tiny veins of ice across the surface, watching terrible, persistent snow blanket the twisted and worn paths of Ishgard beyond to leave everything grey and white and miserable. It was too late for visitors or patients, but Jeva left her doors unlocked; people in need tended not to bother with time or punctuality or even decency, and Jeva found she didn't really mind all that much when she had little to do in the small hours anyway, reading the same books over and again or painting some new, incredibly boring landscape piece, or smoking and drinking herself out of boredom. A door slammed, bringing a cloud of snowy blowing wind with it, and Jeva twisted from her perch to look over to the entry with the energy of a person who could not be paid to hurry, her eyes narrowing with a familiar tired patience as she beheld the woman in the entryway. "Alun." It was admonishing, one-worded though it was, and as Jeva slipped from the sill to greet the Xaelan properly, ushering her out of the storm by way of pressing the door shut behind her and locking it, she sighed, folding her arms and watching the woman. "It is two and thirty, the middle of an unpleasant bout of weather, and you generally make a habit of informing me ahead of your visits. So." She walked around Alun, reaching into the drawers of a nearby desk to fish out an old beaten carton of cigarettes, and wordlessly handed one over, knowing well enough that the woman would have a lighter of her own, then leaned against her desk. "Jus' needed a place t'sleep." Alun huffed, dragging herself across the room to sit next to the one lit candle. She stuck the smoke into it, avoiding Jeva's gaze, relishing an excessive drag of the cigarette with a slow exhale. "Just needed a place to sleep." Jeva repeated, pushing away from the desk to join the Xaela. She sat opposite her, leaning her elbows against the table, and wrapped her gloved hands around her features. "Did the fresh bruises need a place to sleep too?" Alun knew Jeva. She knew her well enough to know that Jeva was a calm woman, hers an impregnable façade of well-practised disposition. Alun knew Jeva enough to know that calm did not mean emotionless. The question hung in the air between them, leaving the air pregnant with tension. A gloved hand wrapped around the Xaela's jaw, twisting her head around. "I believe I asked a question."

[[Sparring/Training Starters]]

Folly.

Long hours, late nights.

Send me a prompt!

Sparring/Training Sentence Starters

Requested by Anonymous

“Come on, then! Hit me!”

“Your stance is all wrong.”

“Am I doing this right?”

“I feel like I’ve been chewed up, spat out, and run over repeatedly.”

“Get down and give me 20!”

“How many miles/kilometers are we running?!”

“Hey! Watch where you’re swinging that!” 

“Nice punch! Now do it again!” 

“You won’t hurt me, I promise.” 

“My grip feels off…” 

“Have you ever used a(n) __ before?” 

“I don’t want to hurt you…” 

“I think I’m going to feel that tomorrow.” 

“If you can lift me up, then you can lift these weights just fine.” 

“On a scale of one to ten, how much did that hurt?”

“Here, you put your feet like this…” 

“Relax. I’m trying to help.” 

“Can you teach me how to __?”

“God, we stink.” 

“Are you doing okay?” 

“Are you alright?” 

“If I do fifteen push-ups, can I be done for the day?” 

“Come on! Another round!” 

“You can win this time!”

“Work your angle a little more and you got it perfect!” 

“What are you doing up at this hour?” 

“Where did you get that bruise?” 

“Hey, no, stop. You’re going to break your fingers punching like that.”

Without Flaw.

Venomous.

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“I show you fangs and venom, and you offer yourself before me in spite of this...?”

“Fool.”