“I Want You To Know That It Is Not Always Easy To Love Me. That Sometimes My Chest Is A Field Full

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Ana secretly wants to stay in Il Mheg and live with the fae folk...

Journal Entry #63

Pages of scribbled entries fill the diary.  Most are in rough Eorzean script, while many are in the scratched pictographs of the Steppe. Details of rainy days, depressing days, happy days in the sunshine, cooking, new books read…but the frequency of writings dwindles to a near halt until…

 Kami be good, it’s been far too long.  Reading back through this mess, it’s a wonder how I even started…I visited the steppe. I hadn’t been there in years it was so foreign to me.  I found a few other Xaela who claimed to be Ejinn, but from other tribal families. None knew who I was or that I’d been missing, so they weren’t from my family tribe, but it was

 It was good to meet more like me.  They loved the traditions I’d embraced from the Caravan, including my face paint.  I was gifted beadwork for my hair, similar to what the woman was wearing.  She claimed it was traditional for us I’m assuming it was for her family tribe, but I’ll embrace any traditions I can.

 The scar still burns. Now more often.  It’s deep.  I still don’t know what it could mean.  Should I seek out her family?

You can’t convince me otherwise now.

Gap closers are just assault glomps.

Dream Journal 8

Another song is being heard! First this woman came to the Tower for help saying her son was acting differently, and then suddenly he was hearing a song.  I was overcome with dread, but I had to ask what it sounded like.  She hummed a little of it – it’s not the same song.

The song I hear is mournful, but this one she hummed was very different.  I was glad to hear it was different, but honestly I do not know why I would have been so terrified. I have heard this song in my dreams for years now, ever since that day I ki-

Ever since I killed that woman   And took this scar    Bardam’s horn the song is connected to the scar! How didinotknowthisfromthestartimsuchanidiotwhatiswrongwithme?!!?!?!

 More alarming is that Lyta also hears this music.  And the kid is missing.  I forgot to write that too.   I’m worried about Lyta going missing now. We practiced the White Flame again and Lyta asked me to show everyone how to do it, and I did it!  I was really proud!

Dream Journal 10

We are on our way to Ishgard now to find more on “Jessielle” and her house Vignesang.  Miss Sasani and Miss Sasari were…not extremely pleased to bring her up, and I can understand the pain behind it.  I think most of the caravan knew once Sasani returned for a few moons and…the elezen was nowhere to be seen.  Hearing more of her

Eh, probably for the best

Kiratai in his chair is a hard sight.  He is so proud, and I can see it bothers him to be…helpless?  Maybe that’s not how he feels, I don’t know.  But he is different now.  And I hate I cannot sit on his shoulder anymore

Still, he was a great comfort on the journey here.  Another dream (though I obviously didn’t immediately write it down).  I was younger, in the great river.  It was the day I was left behind – it’s not an easy to forget setting. But I was there, looking across the steppe…and I saw one of the women again.  It was the one with the arrowhead jewelry on her chest, the older one.  She saw me, and we locked eyes.  She immediately turned and hurried away into the rocks.  I followed as quickly as I could, but when I found her, she was disappearing in a swirl of lights and chimes.  Nothing remained of her there.  I searched a little longer, before realizing I needed to return to the river and my family. After that, the dream was the same as it has been before – I am searching for them, and they’ve left me alone.

Conflux, Pt. 4

“So if we don’t find a way out of this…we go back to our homes, yeah?”

The Commander shook her head.  “No, I don’t think that’s how it works.”  She looked around the small cavern, then turned to look at the dark tree in the center. “This dimension will just continue to shrink until it completely collapses in itself.”

“And if we’re inside, we just…disappear.” Anafenza stated this as a matter of fact, to which the Commander nodded in confirmation.  She swallowed the lump in her throat.  “Ok…how do we get out then?”

The woman shook her head. “Maybe it’s as easy as just finding a portal of some sort…somewhere that connects directly to our dimensions. Otherwise?  I…really don’t know.”

Stormy was standing closer to the tree.  She reached out to it, fascinated by the clouds of dark fog roiling off of it.  “What is this?”  She turned to the other women, then looked at Ana.  “You said you recognized it?  It represented your soul?”

Anafenza nodded.  “I…have seen it before in dreams, yes.  I had taken to interpreting it as my life force, my soul.  The vines…are the curse I bear, choking out my life, taking control.”

They gathered around it, looking at the massive trunk that reached to the top of the cavern, branches spreading outward just before hitting the ceiling.  “How poetic,” the Commander commented, pulling her scanning device out again.  She waved it around the tree, frowning.  “I…am not picking up anything except…an energy that my tricorder can’t identify. I can successfully scan the rocks in the cavern and the two of you but this…it’s as if it’s not even there.” She snapped the device shut again before reaching a hand out to feel the tree.  Stormy did likewise, though Ana stayed away from it, as scared as she was of it.  “It’s cold,” the woman commented, feeling the solid surface of the tree beneath her hand.

Stormy pulled away and turned again to Anafenza, crossing her arms over her chest.  “Something still isn’t adding up.”

The other women looked at her curiously, waiting for her to continue.

She motioned to the Commander.  “Both of us are ‘Jessica St. Peter.’  We look nearly the same, we have nearly similar histories, abilities, quirks, personalities.  But why are we all here?  If this pocket dimension was formed because we all have something in common, then why, specifically, are you here, Anafenza?”

Anafenza winced, and shied away from the girl’s withering gaze.  “I…I don’t know.  I knew a woman who called herself Jessika at one point…Jessika Saphir.  Her real name was Jessielle though, I think.”

The other two Jessicas looked at one another and nodded.  “It’s a start.”  Stormy turned back and pressed more.  “Why did she use a false name, do you know?  Were you close to her?”

Anafenza bit her lip and shook her head.  “I…don’t know all the details.  I know her family had been accused of…heretical activities in her home city of Ishgard, and they fled to avoid being killed.  Her house – Vingesang – doesn’t even exist anymore because of it.”

“Vingesang?”  The Commander looked puzzled.  “That’s…an odd name.”

“Familiar sounding, yeah,” Stormy commented.  “French?”

“It sounds like it, yeah,” the other woman confirmed with a nod.

Anafenza just shrugged. “It is an Ishgardian Elezen name.”

“Another race on your world?”

Anafenza nodded.  “Tall, long-limbed, pointy ears.  Very regal.”

Stormy smirked, before looking at the Commander again.  “My French is not that great; my JD has been trying to teach me but, sadly, I haven’t picked up too much.  Do you know what it means?”

The Commander shook her head, but instead pulled out her tricorder, tapping a few buttons, and then repeated the word, “Vingesang.”  She held out the device’s screen for Stormy and Ana to see.  “Vine of Blood…Bloodvine?”

Stormy recoiled, her eyes wide, and stared at Anafenza.  “You have got to be kidding me…Bloodvine?!”

For as surprised as Stormy was, Ana was equally confused.  “You…know this word?”

Stormy nodded slowly. “It was…the name of the boarding school my…my girlfriends went to, in the Isles.  The Bloodvine Academy.”

The Commander laughed, smiling bright.  “There’s one connection, then.  Bloodvine, and this other Jessika.  But that doesn’t explain why you’re here, Anafenza.  Were you two lovers?”

Anafenza shook her head. “No…I hardly knew her.  I…I mean…”  She fidgeted, fretting over telling these women the real reason why a third Jessika wasn’t here with them.  “It wasn’t my fault!  My mind was taken over, I couldn’t stop myself!”

The Commander nodded slowly, her eyes showing she was putting the dots together.  Stormy, however was having a harder time.  “What did you do, Ana?”

“I killed her,” Anafenza admitted flatly, and she winced to see Stormy pull away from her, eyes wide, electricity dancing across her fists.  “I was trying to kill someone else and…Jessika was in my way.  And I killed her for it.  This was…years ago.”  Ana wiped her eyes, feeling more tears come out of shame.

Stormy looked to the Commander, then back to Anafenza.  “Are you here to kill us too, then?”

“Jessiy!” The Commander chastised her, moving towards Anafenza.  “She’s just as confused as we are about all this…And she was being brainwashed to do it.”  Still she looked to the auri girl with a slight hesitation.  “You’re free now, right?”

Ana nodded, and the older woman moved closer to embrace her.  “Alright…so another connection, albeit tenuous.  But even then, you shouldn’t be here with us.  But you have to be the key to this; what else are you not telling us, Ana?”

Stormy took a deep, calming breath.  “Why is she the key?”

The Commander motioned with a nod of her head to the tree in the center of the cavern.  “I don’t recognize that, do you?  She did; it’s tied to her.  There is something that binds all three of us together, and it’s obviously not just our names or histories.  This third Jessica had a connection to us through ‘Bloodvine,’ what else could there be I wonder?  Anafenza has to be the key to this.”  She ran her hands softly through the auri’s hair, comforting and soothing.  “And I think, if we can begin to understand how we all fit together, we can understand how to leave this place before we die here together.”

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Anafenza Tetheros, Ejinn

B A S I C S

Name: Anafenza Tetheros, Ejinn

Nickname: Ana

Age: 23ish

Nameday: 6th Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon

Species: Au Ra Xaela

Gender: Female

Orientation: Asexual

Profession: Member of the Ebon Watch, Protector of the Ivory Tower

P H Y S I C A L   A S P E C T S

Hair: Dyed bright pink; naturally black

Eyes: Black, with gold limbal rings; recently a very dark, almost black, purple...

Skin: Grey

Height: 5′ 4″

Weight: 115 ponz

Tattoos/scars: Tattoos: One on inside of each forearm, in doman script.  Right arm says “Hear, Feel, Think” while left arm bears the inscription “In darkest night, I fight for the light.”  Third tattoo is on back, upper left shoulder blade (over her heart), Tetheros family coat of arms.  Scars: One, (and only one now), very new.  Left side of body, running from upper thigh, up her side, and ending just below her neck.  Scar is covered with bony scales, and winds and twists like a vine...

F A M I L Y

Siblings: Adopted brothers, Aruktai and Kiratai.  Adopted sister, Llaine Tetheros.

Parents: Presumably still alive in Othard.  Father figure in Sasaneco, current owner and operator of the Carbuncle Caravan.

Grandparents: Still in Othard, though more than likely deceased by now.

Misc Relatives:  Many still in Othard (Ejinn tribal family)

Pets: None.

S K I L L S

Abilities: Swimming endurance and strength; ability to learn new skills exceptionally quickly

Hobbies: Reading, swimming, baking, adventuring, snuggling, swimming

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Outgoing and positive

Worst Negative: Insecure and needing to prove her worth

L I K E S

Colors: PINK!

Smells: Berries

Textures: Leather, metal

Drinks: Green tea, Rolanberry tea, sake, honey liqour

O T H E R  D E T A I L S

Smokes: No

Drinks: Yup

Drugs: No

Mount Issuance: Yes

Been Arrested?: No...well technically now, I guess...

Tagged by: @little-purple-thundercloud <3

Picture thanks to @sessionzeroart <3 <3 <3 Thank you so much

OOC. The Basics.