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Zeromus condemns the Judge Magisters
#Final Fantasy XII#Final Fantasy XII The Zodiac Age#Final Fantasy#ffgraphics#ffedit#Zeromus#Zeromus The Condemner#Judge Magisters#My Gif#Trial Mode#Trial 100#Judge Ghis#Judge Bergan#Judge Drace#Judge Gabranth#Judge Zargabaath#Gaming#gamingedit#Esper#Ivalice#Take that Judges#Also hell yeah to my Cancer zodiac sign
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My FFXII fan book "Hatred" arrived [2023, 114 pages, including illustrations]. It is side story of my main FFXII story Sandsea Erover [2017 - present]. I am very happy.
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#ffgraphics#ffxiiedits#final fantasy xii#ashelia b'nargin dalmasca#basch fon ronsenburg#vaan#balthier#fran#judge ghis#miphasinori#q
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Had a bad day so sketched Ghis to cheer myself up
Kinda surprised at how well it worked
#Judge Magister Ghis#Ghis#Judge Ghis#how do i tag this fabulous bastard#final fantasy xii#final fantasy#Sonja's art
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and yet it wanes iii
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One more ordinary day in FF12 office AU
#ff12#ffxii#final fantasy 12#final fantasy xii#finalfantasy12#bergan#judge bergan#drace#judge drace#ghis#judge ghis#gabranth#judge gabranth#zargabaath#judge zargabaath#and vayne is still missing
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I'm well past this part of the game but I'm still spinning this exchange over in my mind. The voice acting certainly didn't make it sound any less horny.
I looked up the Japanese dialogue, wondering how direct a translation this was (Alexander O. Smith gets very creative with his localizations, so it wouldn't be a shock if it was all on him), and it actually turned out to be directly translated?? Though there's a word pun in Japanese that precedes the talk of bridles and whips.
ギース：貴殿とは馬が合うようですな。
オンドール：それはけっこうですが、手綱をつけられるつもりはございませんな。
ギース：ならば鞭をお望みか？
(Ghis: It seems you and [Vayne] are well-suited to one another.
Ondore: That's all well and good, but I have no intention of being bridled.
Ghis: In that case, do you desire the whip?)
馬が合う is an idiom that means "to get along well with (someone); to be well-suited/matched (to one another)" but literally means "to be [as a rider] a good match with one's horse". It's horny all the way down in in this DILF politicking trainwreck. I do like that the English seems more directly insulting, while the Japanese might be going a more subtle route (though I'm not fluent, so I'm unsure how it sounds to a fluent speaker.)
Anyway I'm still trodding through this game and feeling more and more nostalgic as I go... I've reached Mt Bur-Omisace after a lot of grinding in the Lhusu Mines. I've been rambling on and on about this game on my Twitter priv lmao I should do it more public where I can actually discuss this with other fans.
All I can say is: I love Ashe's character arc where she is struggling to rein in her anger and her grief to do what she needs to do as a revolutionary leader, as a political leader, as the last surviving of an ancient dynasty, as a symbol of hope and peace and prosperity, as someone trying to carry on the legacies of her father and husband and ancestors. That moment where Vaan opens up to her about his own grief regarding his brother got me really bad!! They're such good foils of one another IMO.
Also, I'm enjoying replaying this as an adult and being able to catch a bunch of the allegorical/symbolic narrative elements. Like the whole nethicite being an allegory for nuclear weapons/the atom bomb, and how the story ends up having major anti-nuke themes? I did not catch that as an 11 year old!!
ALSO ALSO I love Balthier, and I love Fran, and I love their relationship, and i wish we got to see more of them being highly attuned to the other's emotional state, how intuitively they read each other, I wanna know more about their past and how they've grown around one another!! I want more of Fran's family drama in Eruyt Village!! Ugh the very brief scene in Golmore Jungle where Balthier can tell Fran's upset about having to return to the village, and then she turns it back on him with the ~your eyes betray your heart~ line and he gets huffy... They're good, I love them.
#mine poste#ffxii#im rambling ok. ok!.#rue plays ffxii#judge ghis#marquis ondore#ashelia b'nargin dalmasca#balthier#fran
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Your Majesty wallows in indecision on peril of their heads! And his shall be the first to fall.
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I’d enjoy never drawing his armor again.
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@5judgements found the dancer . chapter 5
An evening to celebrate and honor the passing of another year of the Archadian Emperor, Gramis Gana Solidor, was an occasion that no citizen or imperial guest wished to miss. With the emperor’s health declining over the recent months, there was an additional care to ensure that the commemorations would be remembered by those in attendance, regardless of their ties to the actual ruling house of Archadia.
Judge magisters, the superior officers among their troops, the head scientists from Draklor, diplomats from allied nations, members of the Senate, military personnel serving as liaisons to occupied territories, the capital’s very own elite - everyone received an invitation for a ball held within palace grounds, which again served a double purpose as propaganda and suggestion of intent for those keen on threatening Archadia. Although there was no actual display of power from their best among military ranks such as the tournament held months before, security was impossibly high and Emperor Gramis decided to make an appearance, health concerns notwithstanding.
Melissa was there, among those graced with an invitation - something only possible thanks to the backing and meddling of the Marquis of Ondore, of course. For all intents and purposes, her season was supposed to have ended a few weeks before, when she was even transported to the Sky City with the 8th Fleet, a personal courtesy given the woman’s non-official diplomatic status in the city. However, the dancer returned a couple of days later with news of an extension - for a full year, with an exclusive contract with the local opera house.
While initially her role had seemed to be one to foster curiosity and goodwill for Bhujerba, Melissa explained that her craft had indeed drawn the curiosity of many from the Empire - enough to secure sizeable revenue for the venue promoters who sought to retain her as a fixed attraction. The Marquis signed off on such dealings, evidence of his continued support of the fragile but sincere collaboration of the Sky City and Archades.
Behind the scenes, however, the intentions of the Ondore administration were very different - Melissa had met with him at their homeland, and explained the status of her assignment in a way to highlight that she needed time - only on the very eve of the meeting had she been successful in breaching Ghis’ final layer of armor and ensnaring him. The delay did not please the Marquis, but the account of her travel instigated him to continue with the charade - and Melissa was able to return with the fanfarre her created persona required, even if deep down she had no intention of following through with the Resistance plans anymore.
The Bhujerban had decided to use the time to find an alternative - anything that could help her country, but not at the cost of her beloved magistrate’s life.
The renewed season, the possibility of meeting Ghis frequently, the life in the capital to which she had been growing used to - all these things filled Melissa with excitement for the evening of the ball, Drace being immensely helpful with recommendations for a good seamstress as well as getting the woman in touch with those who could not only secure her an apartment but also a decent one (after all, a hotel was no longer suitable for the Bhujerban considering her long-term presence). Zargabaath had also provided counsel and the last weeks had been used to finalize her move into a new place, decorated to her preferences (with everything she had brought from the Sky City after her meeting with Ondore).
The only thing missing was speaking with Ghis - since they said their goodbyes at the Bhujerban aerodrome, she had not seen him again. Presumably too busy with the Marquis, and then dispatched elsewhere when she returned to Archades. Melissa was itching to share the good news with him - and to talk about what it represented for both of them; Ghis had hinted at a relationship before - would he still be amenable to it if they both lived in the same city? It seemed like a silly thing to fret over with war on the horizon, but her heart could yearn for nothing else.
However, his colleagues within the magister circle told her to not send word - both Drace and Zargabaath suggested doing so personally at the ball, which Ghis would be sure to attend (as well as all of them). Besides, Melissa’s fresh anxiety in relation to the oldest judge did not escape the trained eye of his peers - despite the dancer never outright gossiping about her trip with Ghis to the Sky City, she had alluded to certain events - Drace immediately understood.
So that brought the dancer to the night at the palace, for once dressed like an Archadian (it was the Emperor’s birthday, after all). Her dress was one of shimmering fabric mimicking the colors of the sunset, with crossed straps around the neck that turned into billowing twin capes trailing after her steps while leaving most of Melissa’s back bare. The front of the dress had no embroidery save for the right side of the waist, where crystals had been sewn into a delicate flower pattern, decorating a small section there where some skin was visible in a tasteful manner (but considerably less if one compared to her usual attire).
The slit for the right side of her legs offered ample movement - and combining with the soft fabric used for the outfit, there was a lot of freedom for her to walk as if wearing one of her own adored costumes. Her long, dark hair was styled with a half braid, the only Bhujerban concession being the jewelry added to her tresses, earrings and arms; nothing else on Melissa hailed from the Sky City, and if not for the choice of vibrant colors, she could perhaps be confused with one of the local ladies in attendance.
With a glass in hand, Melissa walked around the main room, looking for familiar faces - one in particular, which she had failed to locate despite the assurances of the other magisters that he would be there. It was a most curious feeling the dancer experienced then - almost like stage fright, but of an extremely personal nature; the woman felt hot and cold simultaneously, and longed to see Ghis’ face while at the same time hoping he would share her enthusiasm for the news. There was hardly anything she could do but wait more - but the weeks without contact had turned her into someone almost desperate for his presence, and, more importantly, his approval.
An assassin turned soft - if only Ondore knew how well his own agent had lied to him.
#5judgements#v: FFXII#t: sweeter than heaven#I am very normal about them#not at all excited we're here#only took us 130 notes and plotting forever#*flings this at u*
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the use of honorific and titles are important in japanese language, especially in ivalice where there’s many sorts of alliances and nobles. higher ranking, lower ranking, or even equals. in here i have compiled what the upper-ranking archadians call each other.
in here we can see the judge magisters refer to vayne as 殿 / dono, meaning “lord vayne”.
with the exception of judge ghis, who refers to vayne as his name directly without honorifics. this is considered rude, considering the context of ghis’ dialogue, yes this is very ambitious of him.
judge bergan is also an exception, he starts with “lord vayne / vayne-dono”. when gramis is assassinated he calls vayne 阁下 which is “his excellency vayne / vayne-kakka”. he is the only judge magister to say so. this is considered high respect, and in context of the scene, bergan readily accepts vayne as the new emperor.
NOTE: that 阁下 / kakka is not a japanese kanji. that is chinese hanzi. meaning “your mightiness” “one that is directly under the line of succession”, like ... next in line to rule. however this translates to jp as “your excellency” only. but now we know the connotation.
judge drace refers to larsa as 様 / sama. in english this means the same as “lord larsa”, but sama implies closeness and yet respect. this makes sense considering drace is larsa’s mentor and guardian. they are very close, yet she still respects him as a lord. this is different from doctor cid and vayne as seen in here;
doctor cid calls vayne あんた / anta. and vayne’s name directly. no titles, full casual. this is not considered rude because as written in ultimania, they are comrades/friends who see each other as equals, not higher or lower despite one of them being much older. (okay, maybe a little ‘you, young man’ in context of anta).
and next we have house solidor. phew, they are...quite something.
gramis refers to his sons by name. he is the dad.
larsa calls his father 父上 / chichi-ue (lord father). high level of respect and acknowledges gramis as his father, larsa calls his brother 兄上 / ani-ue (lord brother). larsa is very familial unlike vayne,
vayne calls his father 陛下 / heika / gramis heika (your excellency. and in rabanastre, lord gramis). japanese imperial style, the most formal style of nobility in japan. which can be considered odd, he is speaking to his own father in context, why such formality? even larsa calls gramis “father”ーーーthis is because vayne dislikes gramis, he refers to him in a distant, cold way. not familial at all. he never called him a father.
vayne calls larsa by name. familiarity.
and last we have the senate;
the senate refers to vayne and larsa as 殿/ dono (lord vayne, lord larsa). the same honorific as what the judgimagi call their masters. i think this is the common honorific for vayne and larsa, common archadians would refer to them with this 殿 / dono, too.
#ff12#ffxii#house solidor#judge magister#this is not speculations; this is lore!#but still;#Speculations#final fantasy 12#final fantasy xii
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WiP. Judge Ghis his weapon is beautiful, but hard to draw.
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@tarnishedxknight - continued from here
"That was hardly invitation for you to keep trying." Yet, Everren could not help the small grin as Ashelia turned away from her and continued to work the controls, and she simply moved to stand behind the pilot's seat. Her arms crossed as she rested them against the headrest and leaned against the seat. "But I will admit, I am impressed by your tenacity."
Her head tilted as the Princess spoke again, and her grin faded. "Do you even know where to find it?" she pressed, but not to be rude. She just... had her doubts, when it seemed Ashelia had not even known the Dusk Shard had been kept in her own palace. "And the Strahl is not something you can merely borrow, your Majesty. A sky pirate's ship is their home as well as their vessel, and not something one will easily lend." Yet, she remained where she was. She made no attempt to stop Ashelia, but she would not remain idle if there was success on the other's part. She would simply prefer to resolve this calmly, rather than needing to remove her from the ship entirely.
Everren did not miss the injured pride in Ashelia's tone, and she let out a small snort in response. Her brow furrowing slightly at her admission of Basch having been the one to teach her. But that was a subject she was not going to broach, and instead, shook her head. "I can assure you, whatever you may know will not lend easily for piloting this one. She is... a unique case. Balthier made sure of it."
And then Ashelia pleaded with her not to interfere, and Everren fell silent.
Admittedly, she wasn't all too willing to aid her. Not when it meant welcoming Archadia's ire, and dealing with Judge Ghis had been quite enough for her taste. But... her desire to leave Bhujerba was stronger, and a part of her itched for a new adventure beyond the usual heist. After all, it was Ghis they had escaped from, and she knew he would take it personally. He would be relentless in his hunt for them - in his hunt for Ashelia in particular - and she was not keen on being chained again.
And, even despite her reluctance, she could no longer ignore an old stirring in her heart. Although a few years since, she was still a soldier. A new war was rising, and she was tired of running. She knew her luck of hiding from the Empire would not last forever, and she would rather go down fighting.
Everren reached out a hand and settled it upon Ashelia's to still it. "Let us get the others before you go flying off," she murmured. "An odd group we may be, but you need not do this alone, Lady Ashe. With the right offer, Balthier and Fran can be easily swayed, and you already have the loyalty of the others. It will be safer to retrieve the Dawn Shard with aid, in case we run into any trouble."
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and yet it wanes 2
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{out of dalmasca} In addition to buying the upgraded Gabranth figure, I also recently purchased the set of Judge Magister busts that came with the collector's edition PS4 that included the Zodiac Age digital remaster of FFXII. Got them super cheap on eBay, so if anyone else wants a set, definitely check out secondhand markets for good deals. Gabranth and Drace are my favorites, so they're in the front, Zargabaath is okay, so he can be in the front too. Barely pictured at the back left is Ghis, and way behind Gabranth is Bergan... because nobody wants to see him. XD
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@stingslikeabee
While the night was still young Gabranth felt his eyelids getting more heavy by the minute; a silent reminder of too many nights without proper sleep. He knew he should return to his private chambers and rest, yet the judge Magister remained where he had been the past hours - the Archadian Empire was at war, and new rumors of secret operations and espionage sprouted like weed amongst the gossiping citizens of Archadia. His office dimly lit by a single latern sitting on his desk Gabranth tried to separate fiction from the cold hard truth.
With a prolonged sigh he returned his attention to the task at hand, preparing to endure yet another sleepless night. Unable to regain his focus the tired Judge cursed himself; rising from his hunched position. He needed some air.
Gabranth left his office. He didn't bother to bring the lantern with him; he knew the winding corridors by heart, and the onmipotent city lights illuminated his pathway more than enough. Passing a patrol of soldiers he recognized a familiar frame against the ornamented windows. Melissa sat at on the ledge, her jewelry glistening in the cold nethicite light. Although it was not permitted to let citizens into certain areas within the building, some Judge Magisters made an exception.
She smiled when he approached her, warm and affectionate. Gabranth returned the gesture - the dancer's heartfelt demeanor made him feel at ease. Maybe it was their shared connection; the foreign origin that pushed him towards her. Maybe it was one of those many bad decisions he had already doomed himself with. She was Ghis' mistress after all.
"You should not wander alone in these halls, Melissa", Gabranth greeted her with a stern voice, but it didn't last. "Someone might mistake you for an intruder. Did Hector bring you here?" The Judge was nowhere to be seen. Did he really leave her alone while he ran off somewhere else? "I can keep you company if you like."
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