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A Night of Idol Chaos

Dearest Journal, You know I like me some chaos; nay…love chaos: the excitement disorganization and complete bumblefuckery can cause! Well tonight? Gods…tonight was chaotic as all hells. All thanks to the game brought about by Captain Black ‘n her first mate, None. Somehow, somewhere, someone had obtained an idol. A fluffy yellow chocobo that appeared not very harmless. Well,…
Drinks with the Crew

Minor spoilers for FFXIV NPC names and lineage. Dearest Journal, The sun started with a hasty linkpearl conversation from Red. He was safe after having left Betwixt and confirmed that the she in his dream wasn’t actually her. Just a figment of his imagination. Thank the Twelve. Quicky, my linkpearl buzzed again and it was…
Jig Cleaning Duty

Dear Journal, Another day, another attempt at cleaning a filthy tavern run by pirates – well, ex-pirates; I think? Anyroad, I had help today as Ferris was found idle at the bar… The Captain poured me a generous mug of coffee and seven Hells did she spike the carafe with a hefty helping of whiskey.…
Dreams, Cards, and Races

Dearest Journal, I awoke today to Red in my bed. Oi, look: I’m a rhyming bard! Anyroad, when I went to sleep, I was alone; but when I awoke: there he was. All burrowed in my pillows and blankets. Turns out he’d had some terrible dream last eve and came here for some comfort. I…
A Painting of Amaurot

Dear Journal, Do you recall Weavy’s painting? The one she did with aether-infused pigments that hangs in her private study? Well, guess who is the owner of a that very piece? Yours truly! She had swiftly and expertly packed up her painting and had it delivered to me, just so I may hang it up…
Sweep ‘n Suds ‘n Shoes

Dearest Journal, By the Twelve, what a way to start a morning! Once again, that time of sennight to fling the doors of the ‘Suds open to the public. Badge showed up a few minutes early to set up the coffee and breakfast snacks (why did his table have a TREE?)…as well as add the…
From Snurbleberry to Hurl-berry

Dear Journal, Today was another day at the Cupcake Estate; this time with no magical shenanigans! Almost. Weavy supervised the entire time. Did you know she even pivoted those gigantic tomes so they were facing the wall? No way for me to accidentally even brush against them with my duster. Anyroad, back to business as…
Breakfast, Triad, and the Past

Dear Journal, This morning I met Red at the Crimson for a breakfast of various fruits and orange juice. I know that yesterday was the day he was to…feed Betwixt, so I wanted to check in on his well-being. By the time I arrived, he had already plated our snacks and we met on the…
Illicit Candy Snatching

Dearest Journal, Weavy came by to visit me at the ‘Suds once she and Broc returned from Thavnair. Her first suggestion? We eat the neighbor’s house. I tried to explain that Graeskar and I had already ascertained it was inedible…but she was already marching across the cobbles. Of course, I followed. Who knows, mayhap the…
Revelations in a Carbuncle Tub

Dearest Journal, The Sapphire 7s had been open, although I wasn’t available to tend the bar that evening…but it did mean Red would be coming over for our traditional slumber party afterward! And, just like chronometer-work, he arrived at the ‘Suds on time and dressed in his Golden Gambler attire! First things first: libation! One…
Steam, Smoke & Shame

Dear Journal, I reached out to Weavy today to see if I should expect a delivery of diapers anon. Turns out she and Broc were abroad visiting Thavnair, but; aye! Her father was to be bringing the diapers anon, lest he forgot. She insisted we one day trek to Thavnair for the food and the…
The Suds, Triad, and a Challenge

Dearest Journal, The doors to the ‘Suds were open to the public today and who would be first to enter, besides Badge? Captain Meredith Black….wearing her iconic top hat, usual scowl, and dragging in the rolled up red rug. It immediately stunk up the place with the two suns old acrid stench of my vomit.…
Bumpkin’s Back!

Dear Journal, I received a note and a lily asking me to meet Badge at the Sundown Diner for dinner, and by the Twelve it was a swiving mess! Tomes everywhere. Stacks and stacks of them. He was strumming on the harp when I walked in, but quickly placed it down and ran to me…
A Few Changes…

Dearest Journal, Good news…and bad today. I suppose I’ll start with the good, hm? I awoke with my hair back to it’s normal state; thank the Gods. Weavy knows her shite, hm? AND red no longer makes my stomach twirl! A curse that lasts just a matter of suns! Anyroad, I took the opportunity to…
A Discussion with and about Weavy Cupcake

Dear Journal, Weavy Cupcake hailed me on my linkpearl late this afternoon. Did she discuss anything about where she had gone? Not really…But we did discuss the mess of her Estate after Iona and I had fled. She sounded nearly panicked as I retold the tale of the tome, the hair, the blood, vomit, and…
The Red Carpet…

Dearest Journal, Upon opening the door to the Hangman’s Jig, I immediately lost the contents of my stomach. There, on the floor, was a long red carpet. It’d likely been there for quite a while, but I wasn’t wearing my shaded spectacles and damn it all to hell, I threw up all over the rug.…
Triad and a New Broom

Dear Journal, I have procured a pair of shaded spectacles that give everything a somewhat blue tint, skewing any hue of red. A much cheaper alternative than redesigning every abode I step into, or vomiting on friends and clientele. Anyroad, they came in handy as I met Alex in Shirogane for our usual game of…
What’s Red, then Blue …and Green All Over?

Dearest Journal, I awoke this morning still snug in my bed at the ‘Suds, Nibbles burrowed into my chin, when I realized I had to tell Red what was going on! I hailed him on his linkpearl and filled him in quickly. Too quickly. He had me repeat the things. Weavy’s house was a thing…
The Morning Took an Unfortunate Turn

Dear Journal, After leaving the Crimson, I headed straight to the Cupcake estate; all of my cleaning supplies in tow. May as well take care of two birds with one stone, eh? Check in on Weavy and get my cleaning done? Anyroad, I knocked but there was no response. Hm…I was expected as this was…
A Morning at the Crimson

Dearest Journal, I woke up this morning on the couch at the Crimson, curled around snuggling that wee red tome. The Crimson had such a very busy night last eve I never left the front doors to wander back home. Anyroad, I awoke to a buzzing of my linkpearl and it was Alex! When I…
The Jig Wins Again

Dear Journal, By the Twelve, I swear the Hangman’s Jig’s filth shall never be conquered. I even had help today! And Kuvi’s boots? Nay, they did not survive my various attempts of brushing and different chemical substances to rid them of the stains; bore holes right through the leather! I owe that Lalafell some new…
You’ll Never Guess Who I Ran Into

Dearest Journal, You know I have a propensity to find myself burning the midnight oil at the Gold Saucer. Whether it be Triad, the Cuff a Cur machinery, or racing chocobo…I may have an addiction. Anyroad, guess who I ran into while I was waiting to register for a race? My beloved barkeep, Emet-Selch! And…
The Tale of the Tome

Dearest Journal, Captain Meredith Black, as much as a hard arse as she seems, does have a bit of a fun streak within her. She stepped into my chaotic chambers today and indulged me while I modeled my All Saints Wake costume…but only after making a judgmental comment of the state of my temporary abode.…
Dinner with the Shimizus

Dear Journal, Well, last night’s dinner went well. Alex and Ume made pizza, salad, cheesecake, and we finished off the mimosa-makings. It was also the setting where I informed Ume of Bumpkin and I. It was all taken well, I’d say. We also informed Ume of the Amaurot Hostelry, the delicious cubus, and the staff…
Thoughts and Triad with Red

Dearest Journal, Today was a day of revelations… I let Red know that Badge and I were just friends. Well, I didn’t even have to tell him as he could just read my thoughts and emotions. I had met him at the Shirogane apartment with box full of champagne, peach juice, and orange juice. Over…
Breaking Up is Hard to Do

Dear Journal, Badge and I are no more. Well, I mean, we’re still friends. But no longer are we dating…It was a long, hard conversation. And things I won’t write down here…My heart and head know. All that matters: it aches, even though there were apologies and hugs and tears. But it’s important that we…
Dreams and Questions

Dearest Journal, The sun started with an urgent buzzing of my linkpearl on my nightstand. I shoved it in my ear and answered: it was Red. Last eve at the Crimson due to a very lucky roll of Waffle, I won 17,500,000 gil!! He was calling to inquire if I’d safety stowed it away in…
Hidden Thoughts, Triad, and a Contract

Dear Journal, I met Red this morning at the Crimson after he hailed my linkpearl that he was getting ready for the evening’s games and still needed to review my contract with Iona. I’m glad I found it…Anyroad, once within the doors I made my way downstairs and there he was…decorating. The orchestrion roll? By…
A Day Full of Conversations

Dearest Journal, The strangest thing occurred…Before I left the ‘Suds after locking the doors, I found Iona Dorne standing on the property. That wasn’t the odd part; she was hired to keep me and the Estate safe after all. What was odd: The large stack of Lalafellin step stools and shipping crates behind her. I…
Golden Suits & Green Boots

Dear Journal, Today was another busy sun as the ‘Suds opened it’s doors to the public. But before I forget; that wee stolen borrowed tome from Captain Black’s study – ye know, the one that her sister claims belongs to her? The title has changed yet again! This is so exciting: “Now We Are Cooking…
A Slumber Party…Cancelled

Dearest Journal, I’m so disappointed. Red and I had made plans to slumber at the Shimizu Estate this evening, making use of the sleeping tinctures after we made sure to play several hands of Triad. I’ve been looking forward to it all sun. But nay; at the last minute, he hailed my linkpearl to cancel.…
The Cupcake Estate: Week 1

Dear Journal, Today was the day I began my true employ with Weavy and Broc Cupcake. A few sennight ago was the walk-through. And today? May the actual cleaning begin! Empyreum: By the Twelve, I hate the swiving cold. Why must needs so many clients live here? Anyroad, I knocked, then was immediately lost in…
A Morning in Shirogane

Dearest Journal, I awoke in the Shirogane apartment bed so well-rested, I felt like I’d slept for suns. Just, completely exhausted and refreshed at the same time. No idea what dreams, if any, I had. I hadn’t been feeling well – the suggestion I had eaten some rancid fish was uttered – and time away…
An Odd Note to Oneself

((A few more pages are missing from Zim’s journal, torn out not-so-carefully; and this entry follows)) Dear Journal Zimzimki Zimki, Oi. This is me to myself. It’s near All Saints Wake, if timing be important by the time I read this. You are wise. I am wise. Our trusted friends are. And I have taken…
A Sister and her Journal

Dear Journal, While Kuvi and I were discussing the finer things in life: ale, wine, food…in walked a Roe with a raven on her shoulder. Walked right passed us and into the Captain’s private quarters. Mayhap she had business? Barely a few moments later, she walked back out to inquired which of the two of…
Windows, Ale, and Shades

[[After a few ragged tears, Zim’s journal entries continue. Where’d the pages go? Who tore them out? What mysteries did they contain?]] Dearest Journal, I had slept in my new room at the Hangman’s Jig the evening before and awoke refreshed, ready to tackle those swiving windows. As I meandered out in my pajamas, there…
Picnic in Yanxia

Dear Journal, Before I forget, I need to mention that the tome I borrowed from Captain Black – well, mayhap I should just call it as it is…the tome I took without the Captain knowing…Anyroad, that tome – it’s somehow changed title and topics! What once discussed the details of two women meeting and coming together from two…
Tori, Me & HOV!

Dearest Journal, Gods. Do not get on the wrong side of Tori at House of Virtue. I said one thing. One thing! And she followed me into their new facilities to…how’d she put it? “Have a word…” By the Twelve, if I thought I had to piss before she stepped in behind me, I most certainly had to piss…
Cleaning the Jig & Drinking

Dear Journal, What a marvelous and chaotic adventure, just to head to a tavern in the Lavender Beds and clean an estate. Cleaning. Tomes! Adventure! ALCOHOL! Mayhem. Allow me to begin at the beginning… First, Popoto and I got lost wandering the topsy turvy avenues of the Lavender Beds. I rarely come here and most…
A Poor Day at the Suds

Dearest Journal, Oi, what a day at the ‘Suds. First of all, Badge kicked my arse in Triad just as a new client walked in. Gods, she was dressed in all black, literally head to toe. And what a head! Silvered hair crowned by a glorious top hat. She was sporting a long coat with…
Weavy’s Water Broke

Dear Journal, Badge and I were talking before my Crimson shift – he man simply will not put whiskey in his tea! – Anyroad, we were talking and celebrating my new duties as Manager of the Crimson when suddenly there was a buzzing of his linkpearl. Gods, how he paled and grinned like an idiot…
Azem, the Hostelry, and Tarot

Dear Journal, It’d been nearly a summer since I’ve had my last tarot reading and seeing as I’m a member of their VIP system I figured I’d make a call to the Hostelry and book an appointment. Azem was available today and I made my way there after I left the Shimizus in Shirogane. I,…
The Crimson’s Got a New Manager

Dearest Journal, Last eve I spent my usual slumber party with Red, but as per new stipulations I did so at the Shimizu Estate. Ume and Sasha were also a treat all night and pleasant company. And it allowed me to tend to the Estate cleaning beforehand. And Sasha made one hells of a snuggle…
A Chirurgeon Housecall

Dear Journal, After the ‘Suds closed it’s doors and I kicked Bumpkin out the Estate, Chirurgeon Graeskar came by for the procedure we discussed yesterday. Gods, I was nervous as his form filled up the doorway. I hadn’t eaten breakfast since I wasn’t sure it was advisable, but Graeskar said there was no need for…
Sweep ‘n Suds Open Again

Dearest Journal, Today the Suds had a repeat customer: Cole, and a new one. Turns out the new customer was quite handy around a launderline and I had their assistance! Badge was wonderful in keeping everyone fed and their coffee topped off. Not to mention we played a few hands of Triad (he trounced me!)…
A Full Day

Dear Journal, What a very, very, very full day. Sleeping in with Badge led to lunch at the Dawnstar. Somehow he’d had it all set up when we got down there. Mayhap his mammets were hard at work while we snuggled? Anyroad, it was lobster and a chocolate fountain and atop it: grilled sweetfish! Such a Tower!!…
A Walk Down Mummery Lane

A WALK DOWN MUMMERY LANE [[WARNING: Spoilers of Shadowbringers and/or Endwalker…ish]] Dearest Journal, I’d received a hail from Emet-Selch and a few Hostelry friends for more stories and a trip down memory lane: a guided tour of the actual Amaurot. It would require a bit of magic and theatrics, but a tour nonetheless. Altanai joined us as she, too, was in…
Life & Death

[[WARNING: Contains tales and potential spoilers of Endwalker…ish??]] Dear Journal, Altanai, Alex, and I found ourselves back on the barstools of the Amaurot Hostelry, unplanned – we all just stumbled upon one another. Oswood also showed up! There was good food (of course), better drinks, and the best: Cubus! Oi, giveaways! I was given a rather large…
Wine, Forgiveness, and Sweetfish

Dearest Journal, Guess who slumbered in the launderpot? Badge Dawnstar. I came home last eve and found him bobbing in the water; I tried to fish him out but couldn’t. So, I let him sleep, and knowing he couldn’t drown was a comfort…The soaked and dripping Badge Dawnstar, holding his head and sipping on what…
The Truth be Told

Dear Journal, The deed be one. I’ve told Badge of my our drunken indiscretions. It went as bad as one would expect. But, yet, better than expected. I waited a bell or two after he returned to the Suds. He was sitting at the downstairs table; a notebook open and a quill madly scratching text. I announced…
Drinking and Debauchery

Dearest Journal, Last night after the Crimson, Alex and I settled at the tables for our traditional round of Triad beneath the spinning blue light as our scars glowed that beautiful green. I asked him to step closer so I may see his cheek…and took my chance to steal a kiss. Gods, how he returned…
Laundry, Diapers, and Conversation

Dear Journal, Ah, another day at the Suds. Badge showed up shortly after the doors were unlocked and agreed to a morning ale! I love a good libation in the morning. Just as his lips grazed my cheek and I turned to fetch the tankards, a customer walked in. Toba Gretno was their name and…
A New Journal

Dearest New Journal, I got home from the Crimson late last night to find a gift from Bumpkin! It’s been a sennight for gifts; aye! It was you, new beloved journal! Right as I was about to run out of parchment space in the old one! And a bouquet of oldroses. And – to make…
Tied up in Knots

Dear Journal, I received a hail from Ume Shimizu to meet up at the estate in Shirogane. I figured it was important business, but nay – she had procured a gift! “Zimmothy,” she calls me. It’s hilarious. And will never understand why she came up with such. Anyroad, Red was there and it was a…
VIP Treatment at the Amaurot

Dearest Journal, Ya know how much I love the Amaurot Hostelry and its staff. Well, I took Red’s advice and invested in a venue I love to support! Not only did I drop 5,000,000 gil but I got to spend some much-needed time with friends. AND they’re gonna name a swiving drink after me! Or something like…
Smoke, Sandwiches, and Suds

Dear Journal, Yesterday, I tended to Moon’s new estate in Ishgard. The man smelled heavily of alcohol, cologne, and smoke. But such is Tacitus Moon: a man of lavish lifestyle and grand tastes. Anyroad, after catching up with him for about a bell and drafting up a new contract with the larger estate, I found…
The Suds, Red, and Rho

Dearest Journal, Needless to say, things betwixt Badge and I were a bit tense through breakfast but lightened while we ate, and moreso as we ascended the stairs to open the ‘Suds doors to the public for the bell. Conversation was curt: how’d you sleep, how’s the U-ACT support and stool sales going, ever find…
A Lover’s Spat

Dear Journal,Well, Badge and I had our first fight. I was out shopping on the Avenue and he hailed me on my linkpearl from the Suds. He had gotta a little “banged up” on a mission and had drawn himself a bath. His tone sounded off, but he said naught was amiss and urged I…
The Cupcake Estate

Dear Journal, Today I spent a good bell walking around Weavy and Broc’s estate, learning the ropes and the individual cleaning needs of their abode. Did you know she’s named her cat Archon Loaf? Who would do that? I remember that tasteless bread from Old Sharlayan so many moons ago, and it was utter shite.…
Graeskar, His Coat, and a Candied Fence

Dearest Journal, Oi! More of yesterday I forgot to write about! I’ve a new client!! I spoke with the other barkeep and chirurgeon at House of Virtue, Graeskar Faewether himself. He hailed me on my linkpearl, although I didn’t leave him the information to reach me. Turns out he’d found a flyer of sorts at…
Blood Magic and Bonding

Dear Journal, It was quite a long sun indeed! It started bright and early at the Crimson, meeting Red there at his behest. He’d been working on his pageantry and I was to be given a private show of his choice of words and finesse. I couldn’t find the difference in verbiage, but he did…
Failure at the House of Virtue

Dearest Journal, Well, it was an interesting evening, that’s for sure. Badge walked me to the House of Virtue since he had to tend bar and I opted to sling dice alongside Alex. Of all my gil given, I ended up losing 20,000. But, what’s far worse? I lost…face…so to speak. There’s a VIP room…
I Hired a Bodyguard!

Dear Journal, Several entries ago I wrote of placing an ad to hire someone to guard not only my estate, but myself…and Iona Dorne of the House of Virtue answered! We met atop that large ship at the Wolve’s Den and I found her sitting at a small table surrounded by libation and – gods, I hope…
The Crimson and a Slumber Party

Dearest Journal, What an evening at the Crimson! Bumpkin and I shared a lucky chair that turned out to be not-so-lucky. If I worked my figures took home an extra 30,000. So I came up on top? So I suppose that’s good. Anyroad, where was I? Ah, the Crimson. Vollder and Oswood were also there, although I don’t…
A Linkpearl and an Unexpected Visit

Dearest Journal, Oi! I forgot to mention two very important things that occurred yesterday after I locked the doors of the Suds! Firstly, I got on my linkpearl with Red and let him know that Badge and I were more than just friends. We were dating! He sounded happier than even I was! How is that possible?…
Sweep ‘n Suds – First Real Customers

Dear Journal, Good morning! It was quite the day at the ‘Suds as we had multiple clients! I came into the ‘Suds after picking up some fresh soap from Nanabe and there was Badge, wearing my maid’s dress, sweeping the floor. I laughed so swiving hard I can’t even begin to explain how bad my…
Fishing with Badge

Dear Journal, Badge picked me up being our day of fishing! Both already dressed and carrying the right tackle and gear, we hopped upon Virtue and off we went. His hat was something to behold! Lucky, he called it. Anyroad, we flew for quite a while before descending to the shorelines in the Dravanian Hinterlands.…
An Early Dinner

Dear Journal, Alex and I were to share an early dinner at the Crimson Casino before it opened, but I got there even before he, as he was busy preparing our meal. I sprinkled the divan in rose petals, then brushed them off, then scooped them back up and sprinkled them onto the divan once more. If the…
Streaking through Ul’dah

Dearest Journal, After an evening of slumber, Badge and I awoke in Uncle Hohoduti’s massive bed and as he reached over for a bit of pre-breakfast shenanigans, I slipped out of the bed. Oh, a game of chase immediately erupted in the ‘Suds, running around naked around the bed, passed the Fightin’ Finns, beyond the…
A Night at the House of Virtue

Dear Journal, Badge was waiting for me at the Suds when I got home and he listened to me excitedly ramble on and on about the Whalathee magics… I also told him about the exploding bottle and the resulting scars Red and I received. Then I had to soothe his concerns as there was no pain associated…
Whalathee Magics

Dearest Journal, What a long, hard sun it’s been! Lots of training with Red in the Whalathee ways! Well, not with – by. He’s already learned many of the blue magic ways…and he’d known I, too, had a stone from Marvin. Martin? Martyne? Whatever the hells his name is. Anyroad, a day of training! After we woke…
Candles, the Crimson, and the Mysterious Manderville Bottle

Dear Journal, What a crazy few suns it’s been! I was able to procure the candles from the artisan in Forgotten Springs, although they don’t smell of peach and desert blooms. I had let Red know that I’d procured a tincture that was supposed to help with lucid dreaming, and had packed up my Whalathee costuming and…
Weavy at the ‘Suds

Dearest Journal, Today Sweep ‘n Suds was open to the public and I had only one customer: Weavy Cupcake. She came to talk business…for a moment I was afraid she was gonna harass me about ruttin’ her father – but nay? She seemed not to know. Anyroad, she brought prunes and pastries. And a need…
Prunes & Steam

Dear Journal, It’s been a sun. Had a few conversations on the linkpearl, but the bulk of it has been spent in Ishgard with Bumpkin. Mistress Urleaux is making great progress on my Triad Trophy – the once-fabric glove is now cast in some sort of metal…although she says it’s not near finished yet. I…
A Walk through Ishgard

Dear Journal, After Red gave me a piggyback ride home from the Death Dice tournament, I hailed Badge on his linkpearl. He was still awake and at his home in Ishgard. I blurted out that he made a far better Dawnstar than Tori…but he’s to never tell her I said that! The desert night was…
The Crimson & Death Dice XIII

Dearest Journal, It was a busy last evening of casino and dice. Not only was the Crimson open, but it was also the Eighth official Death Dice tournament. I buzzed Red on my linkpearl to see if there was aught needed for the casino…his simple answer: “Surprise me.” Gods, how I ran to the market…
A Gift Delivered

Dear Journal, I settled on a gift – well, gifts – for Vollder: a bit of many of the suggestions offered by House o’Virtue staff and patrons: Everything was bundled into a shipping crate and delivered by Moogle to Vollder’s estate. I do hope he enjoyed them. It’s all I could do to thank the…
Amaurot Hostelry, Snails, and a Nameday

Dearest Journal, An adventure at the Amaurot Hostelry with good friends commenced this evening. Myself, Red, and Altanai all chanced to go together; well, Red and I planned on going and happened upon Altanai at the aetheryte plaza in Foundation. So, we traveled together onward, toward Cubus and the best staff Eorzea has to offer!…
House of Virtue and an Evening to Remember – Part 2

Dear Journal, Alright, beloved Parchment, I’ve a new quill. It’s so sharp the tip nearly slices right through ye! Anyroad, where was I? Oi…this next bit has been a bit retold by Bumpkin as I don’t remember up to a certain point. Apparently, Badge’s Dawnstar had hit rather hard – I remember it being strong.…
House of Vitue and an Evening to Remember

Dearest Journal, Last evening was a swirl of unexpected events. Once the Chirurgeon tended to Hep after I left, and I made a report to the ‘Flames, I ended up at the House of Virtue for a bit of drink to forget the day. Grinly was on the counter next to Vollder, but not long…
Surprise After Surprise

Dear Journal, I walked out of the door o’the Suds this morning and who would be out there except Altanai! Just…standing at my door about to knock as I opened the door to leave. It was nearly comical. You know, sweet parchment, that she’s got a house Goblet in a nearby ward! Anyroad, she…simply came…
A Conversation in Ishgard

Dearest Journal, So, I followed Weavy’s advice and visited Ishgard to talk to Badge. Gods, I hate the cold. Anyroad, there was Bumpkin just standing in the front yard behind a desk. Perfect. This would be done and over with quickly. Except the swiving arse wouldn’t respond. Just stared at me. Smiling. There were two…
Weavy & A Broom

Dear Journal, I made it home tonight quite late this eve. Hep was not at her usual post outside by the retainer table. Nor was she inside…which isn’t strange: she often takes time away to work on U-ACT business or mayhap visit Mistress Urleaux in Ishgard. And for all I knew, she was still working…
Shimizu Estate: Week 23

Dearest Journal, I met Alex at their Shirogane estate and by the gods, they had installed the candy lawn ornaments. They were massive. I mean, I know they were precisely the same that were in my own front yard, but they appeared so much larger here… I was so excited when I opened the door…
Meeting at the Sundown

Dear Journal, You remember how Grinly’d gone missing and was found by Vollder? Well, the Nugget’s been taking care of the pooch at my behest and it was time for me to pick him up. It’d been a few sennight and I asked what he’d like in return: gil? A gift? The man shrugged…over linkpearl.…
Hep in My Stead

Dearest Journal, I forgot to mention…gods, it’s been a day. I was still far too sore to get out of bed and return to my unfinished duties in Empyreum. So, I begged Hep to go in my place. Not only to finish my cleaning, but to return the laundered things to Kjerstie (yes, I even…
Stories and 48 Stories – Part 3 of 3

Dear Journal, By the time I made it home, the moon had long since crested the chasm of Goblet and I’m sure Red had closed the Crimson and awaited within with either a drink in hand or Triad cards at the ready. Shite. I reeked of piss. Everything hurt. The ‘Suds door was unlocked and…
Stories and 48 Stories – Part 2 of 3

Dearest Journal, Then I followed the streets of Empyreum to an apartment for Kjerstie and her postmoogle delivery deeds. I knocked a few times, but no response although the doorknob gave way to my jiggling and inward I stepped. She stood there but a moment, back facing me as she fussed with a hat, and…
Stories and 48 Stories – Part 1 of 3

Dear Journal, Gods, yesterday was horrific. It ended well, but by the gods… Firstly, I tended to the Warrens at House Sepame. That horrific basement. Gods. Master Bethoir was not there, but his beloved Namazu were. As were copious bottles of libation, which I most assuredly drank from. I even brought a few bottles home…
Red and Peach Journals

Dearest Journal, This morning I woke up to my buzzing linkpearl. It was Red! Was aught amiss? Nay. He and Sasha were enjoying a morning at the beach. He filled me in on the happenings o’the Crimson the eve before…but did make an offer I couldn’t refuse – and one in which he may regret one day… He…
Compliments to the Chef

Dear Journal, A few bells after speaking with Red, I hailed Badge Dawnstar on his linkpearl to pass over my compliments from his pizza the other eve. The food was delicious. But pray, mayhap he’d like to change his profession to an artist as the heart-shaped pizza was…perfectly shaped. I had asked if such a pizza was meant…
Red at the Amaurot – Sort of

Dearest Journal, This morning, just as I was pouring a finger of whiskey into my tea my linkpearl hummed in my ear. It was Red! His ears must’ve been burning as I was just chuckling to myself how we enjoy a WhiskTeas together. And he? Was sipping on peach tea. How wonderfully synchronous of us. Gods.…
A Man has a Name

Dear Journal, Well, I have a far better name for Alex than Plum! I wanted it to mean something. Not just a crass joke of the man’s nethers or the plopping of the dried fruit into his lap by Ume. After they left, I took the time to think. And really think. I mean really think. I wanted it…
The Sundown and the Setting Sun

Dearest Journal, Gods. How many eves shall pass with alcohol and fuzzy memories? Mayhap I should curb my drinking? Anyroad, once more: we shall begin at the beginning… Yesterday, I received word that Alex and Ume would like to come over for another game of Triple Triad. So I asked Badge if he’d be able…
Virtue Makes a Delivery

Dear Journal, Last eve there was an odd mumbling outside the ‘Suds door. What was it? I dunno – I opened the door just an ilm, poking Mistress’s handle outward, screeching I knew how to yield my magicked broom. Nay. There was no need. It was the Chef himself: my day had begun with him…
Alex, Badge, and the Sundown Diner

Dearest Journal, A few things have occurred as of late.I sent a Moogle to Moon’s apartment alerting him to the fact that Grinly had escaped and lost his collar. That he was safe in the hands of friends now, but we haven’t been able to locate the collar… Anyroad, enough about the unknown and on…
A Loan and Some Brightlilies

Dear Journal, I know it’s been a few suns since I’ve written, but last evening I hailed Badge on his pearl to see if he could pass a message on to Vollder. I’d not see hide nor hair of Grinly since the Triple Triad Tournament. Mayhap it was Grinly he had? As Badge was right…
Badge Made Good on a Promise

Dearest Journal, Not long after setting you down earlier, there came a knocking at the door. At such a late hour, too, and after I had just settled in for the night. It was Bumpkin begging that I toss on a robe and join him outside. I threw on a tunic and there he sat…
The Great Triple Triad Tournament

Dear Journal, Well. That was an exciting endeavor. The Triple Triad Tournament cohosted by my very own boss, Alexander Shimizu. And some other folk I don’t recall? But gods, there were so many people. And long story short? I’m richer! Beyond my wildest popoto dreams, Journal. It was held in Shirogane as the sun had begun…
Mistress Urleaux and a Commissioned Piece

Dearest Journal, Remember that glove I’d won fair and square off the hand of Alexander Shimizu? Well, I had set a date to meet Mistress Urleaux at her apartment in Ishgard to discuss business. If you recall, she stated she was an artisan of alloys as well as wood. And, besides, it was high time…

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