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What am I in for?

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Trannies

Tank lasers

>Tank Lasers
>E2S

first post best post

Oh I'm sorry, I mistook that for E1S

At one point, I joined a free company on Balmung. At this time, I had changed yet again, this time to a petite Midlander woman with glasses and a small bust. I don’t like the word ‘trap’. It’s a degrading word that’s been used for years that results in very real violence against trans women. But the communities I was a part of had no real idea how to support someone like me, and the culture simply didn’t have the appropriate language. In that corner of Ul’dah, there were no trans women. Just traps. I became enamored with the idea of becoming one. Most people I knew just wanted to fuck them, but I wanted to be one. I justified it with many flimsy excuses; the outfits are cuter, the male characters look gross, I just like the attention. In the back of my mind, I think I knew that I wanted to be a girl, but didn’t know how. So I’d just imitate one. The free company I was in was more than happy to accommodate; they were all for cute feminine boys. We were known as a group of horny degenerates, and though it’s strange to think of that place in such a way, the company was a fairly decent place to experiment with other people. If I wanted to play make believe and pretend I was a girl with a dick, I didn’t have to worry about STDs, having the right makeup and clothes to pull off the look, or getting smashed in the face and thrown in a ditch somewhere. The down side to this, aside from not experiencing the physical aspects of sexual play, is that it can frequently lead to fetishization. When everyone in your community knows you as just a trap, that becomes all you are. I spent hours fetishizing and sexualizing myself for the attention of others, with no real though to my growth. I began to grow stagnant yet again.

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>Running E1S earlier this week
>tank dies right before tank lasers
>locks onto BLM
>he's standing miles behind the group
>everyone dies
FUCK BLACK MAGES

MONKEYS AND PIZZA

Why would you blame the Black Mage and not the dumbfuck dead tank

Pretty sure none of the Eureka cards are Eureka exclusive.

Well, maybe Yukinko.

ultros is a trash server

pretty sure is next to impossible to pug on any day other than tuesday you constantly get brainless retards any other day

Why don't trannies have the moral fortitude to fuck off

ultros is trash and so is zr
you guys were sitting on a ticking timebomb the moment you shared a server with gaf

because they have the moral turpitude to fuck on

I stopped doing pug savage when omega came out and everyone was too retarded to do the simplest dance routine. And since I dont feel like getting to know a static that will just hoard the drops, I rather just play by myself and get to 460.

a bipolar community that either hates wasting time and idle chatter and wants to just get shit done or people who want to take it as slow as possible and watch all the cut scenes and get spoon fed for 3 mins before every boss.
not a great mixture.

I was just in costa del sol without a shirt on, got a primal queue, and before I was able to think the healer is pulling. had new people too that didn't know the fight so a guy died and another was like "WOOOOOOW." very interesting.

It's been over 2 weeks since I've split with my EB. She is with the same person she immediately went to, seemingly getting past the honeymoon phase without conflict. She blocked me from speaking tot her in game too. Considering how she manipulated, lied, and cheated on me, you'd think I should be thankful for that, right? Well no matter how I look at it, her blocking me out makes me feel like shit. I wish I could communicate something, anything, in an attempt to resolve the horrible, horrible way our relationship ended. I wish we could still view each other as humans. I wish I could view her as an ex - an abusive, manipulative, crazy one - but an ex, a person who I was with and then grew away from. But I can't get that. She's this mysterious figure who I would call every day, talk out of suicide tens and tens of time, who I fell in love with, who I dedicated my life to, who now hates me if she thinks of me at all. It still seems so unreal. I've gotten to the point where I can accept I fell in love with this crazy fucking person, that they have had horrible things done to them to make them that crazy. That they're stupid and nihilistic and untrusting. I just wish I could communicate this acceptance in some form, make it a bit more real. Nothing has felt right about this since we broke up. Truth be told, I've been longing for them to reach back, like you guys say they always do. Just to fucking talk to her. I don't think she will. In the final weeks of our relationship - I was relentlessly confrontational about her manipulation and lying, of which she admitted to and promised to change to win me back. I did not put up with her bullshit. I would calmly call her out when she would blow up at me. It's that impression that I left on her and I think I fucked myself there. She'll probably always view me as someone trying to change who I am and I'll probably never cross that narcissisticly manic mind of hers as a human again. I'm done with EBs.

>she
user...

Fuck Party Finder

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Retards that can't do mechanics.
For guillotine get used to go inside the boss hitbox to avoid the adds. You are going to need to do that later.

nice blog faggot

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WOW is harder.

>tranny that acts like a 13 year old girl joins FC discord
god damnit

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yes.

>Ultros
Destined to be a shit server.

And?

Which world has the least trannies and homos in it

I'm sick of mentally ill faggots spamming trans rights and advertising their LGBT FCs

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FFXI Cid was fucking horrifying. Only npc with teeth and his ass crack had a hole in it where the polygons were all fucked up.

Why doesn't DAN get any dots? I like dancing but it's a little boring without any timers to worry about

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e2s can suck my ass. took my static 3 weeks to beat. (we only raid 2-3 times a week) the quietus/cycle phase is what always ruins the run.

Balmung is a really based and redpilled world.

HIV is enough

Nice try but I've seen way too many retards and trannies from Balmung.

I heard primal generally has fewer than crystal and aether. I also heard that from here, so it might be bullshit.

Congrats user. I'm on my third lockout of PUG E4S and I already hate it.
But on the plus side, I now know phase 1 like the back of my hand now despite wanting to get phase 2 prog.

a really boring fight where 90% of players can't achieve minimal operating efficiency
nothing happens for 85% of the fight and then what does happen is just lol dodge imps retard

>so it might be bullshit
raidtrannies go to aether
erptrannies go to crystal
primal is just aether lite so it would have fewer of them

>Balmung is the official /xivg/ server.
>Those threads are mainly catgirl avatar fagging and unironic ERP discussion.
>Recent meetup screenshots show about 95% of them play female.
Pretty sure Balmung is tranny filled. Any heavy population on Primal should be a good pick.

okay but like... what is a tranny? Everyone who plays a girl character is a tranny right? Doesn't YoshiP play a girl lala?

any ffxiv tips?

the obsession with trannies is tiresome its not even amusing at anymore

>This is what FFXIV threads have become
Why do we have stealth generals again?

>The banter when one alliance in a raid is clearly worse than the others

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How fucked am I if I haven't even attempted 2 in PF yet? Everyone was so terrible it took me 3 weeks of 5hr PF groups daily to clear E1S and now I can't even attempt E2S until next week because I'm busy.

Any server will do save for a few exceptions, but most of them have their fill of LGBTBBQ+ FC advertisements.
Both Balmung and Mataues are servers to avoid as they are the unofficial RP servers on US servers. They're filled with lots of people that are both god awful at the game and horny lunatics that think having cybersex as dickgirls counts as roleplaying. A good portion of them are psychotic and their Ul'dah shout chat is a fucking shitshow.

Essentially, avoid the Crystal datacenter.
t. someone that plays on Crystal.

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>playing on Crystal
You have a moral imperative to shut the fuck up

They are. And the card players who have them as an alternate source instead of drops, only unlock when you beat the relevant portions of eureka

What do you even mean by this?
I was advocating not playing on Crystal

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>any ffxiv tips?

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A tranny is a mentally ill individual who has found a safe-space community within FFXIV and their main accomplishment in life is poopsocking a raid and letting their pets die from starvation irl.

>E2S
>bullet hell: the fight
Leviathan is much easier than E2 simply because the inconsistancy of the flying heads on 2 can weakness you, you can be hugging a head and get no weakness, or go through the middle of 2 and get 1 weakness, lame fight, leviathan is the most fun

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>see cool housing setups on social media
>try to recreate them but feel overwhelmed by the amount of crafting/buying/clipping/glitching to get creative results
>end up doing nothing
anyone else know this feel?

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Honestly, if you're solid with P1 and kinda know what to do in P2, I'd recommend just joining a "Phase 2 Cleanup" of a early P3 prog.
5/10 PF parties will just wipe at P1, 3/10 will constantly fuck up at some part of P2, 1/10 will do as advertised and 1/10 is that rare competent party that you'll actually see consistent progress in.

I did E1 and 2 week one, so I'm not sure the state of prog parties at this point, but it's most likely filled with turboshitters who couldn't even be carried and people who do casual prog, so finding a good party may be difficult.
E2S is pretty simple mechanically outside of the last phase but has a pretty high dps check for being the second fight of the tier.

Good luck, anons.

It's only really bullet hell in the last 20 percent of the fight

>E4S
>DRG calls specific spot for Titan's merry go round
>Fucks it up twice then blames me and I get kicked
>Get the weapon coffer today
Thank you Dragoon who doesn't know how many explosions go off, I was able to get my weapon because you threw a fit.

pressing a bunch of buttons in designed-by-the-devs combinations over and over with no pause because there's no element of resource management in this game while playing what may as well be xenoblade on the original wii only with even more fetch quests and the ability to only control one character

you can't explore the world because it's all locked off by arbitrary level walls (even going to the other starting areas, so if you actually want to play with friends you need to all pick one of 3 classes for the first 15 levels so you're in the same town) so it's not "massive"
nobody talks because the entire game is designed around randomly matching up with other players to do raids where the level is a hallway and the bosses difficulty begins and ends at "dont stand in the glowing red space" so it's not "multiplayer"
the majority of your time will be doing instanced story mode quests by yourself and the entire game feels like a PS2 game with better graphics (loading zones constantly, you can't even load a whole city when none of them are as big as the ones in stuff like everquest from 1999) so the game isn't really online either
all it really has going for it is a very high ability to ERP and it's very simple so you can spend your time talking in discord with people while still increasing your numbers in a loot treadmill holy trinity grindfest where people unironically pay money to skip the first 50 levels because even fans of the game admit they suck.

And instead of fixing these problems, the devs are actually making them worse, like making classes even more simplified.

this dude looks like he wants me to go find strelok

Oh. Well that's retarded.

You don't need to do massive clipping or glitching to get cool shit done, and you can make comfy homes with relative ease.

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E2S is really fun up to the Quietus phase, then it just goes Midgardsormr tier of shit

What a nice guy

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Do people hate it because it affects their parses and lowers their uptime?

I play on Balmung and avoid the Quicksand and I never see any LGBTBBQ stuff.

>not buying Diapers and clearing Week 1
Fucking casuals

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Good story and music. Absolute shit community. I would try your luck with the Japanese or European community since the NA data centers are filled with faggots of the highest caliber.

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I hate it because if it's Chaos and a head is approaching me from Guillotine, I have no idea where to go that doesn't overlap with someone else or get me killed.

i'm not sure why there's a pandemonium warden card from eureka, he's not in any part of eureka

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can only speak for myself but I hate it because I play melee on high ping

It's horrible how every piece of multiplayer content has been consumed by discord police or fflogs data.

>Everyone was so terrible it took me 3 weeks of 5hr PF groups daily to clear E1S and now I can't even attempt E2S until next week because I'm busy.

I 100% guarantee you that you were one of the terrible players holding your groups back. E1S is easy as fuck, PF or not. I cleared it day one, and that was with a shitter friend completely new to savage whose DPS the group had to carry. Sure there are lots of shitters in PF now but it doesn't take dozens of hours to clear a fight that easy which barely even has a DPS check, unless you yourself were the cause.

I dislike the final phase because the flying heads are really inconsistent with even a slightly higher ping. It was clearly developed and tested only for japanese players, because dealing with it as an Australian connection with no Australian datacenter really fucking sucks.

I hated it first few times because mitigation was really hard to manage and the chaos cycle when you go in can just give you a debuff because the head is flying towards you, aside from that the fights fair, even the double flair, double eyes with the double drop your dps to 1.

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>it's another "it's somehow your fault you can't carry 7 players on a role strict game" episode

Not even that user but that arguement is and has always been dumb and if you consistently pug content you'd know it unless you're extremely lucky or have a personal radar for PF red flags

You are all simply bad.

There are wide safe zones where you can just stand still and never risk getting hit by the heads. You can move the same way every time regardless of your position. It does not matter which way the head that spawns on the boss after guillotine in Chaos is going, because you shouldn't be in its potential line of movement at any point regardless - it's long gone by the time you need to be at your Cleaver position.

Order of people to blame:
1) Dumbass healers for letting the tank die
2) Dumbass black mage for having tons of time to react and doing nothing
3) Tanks or anyone else who can heal for not doing the dumbass healers' jobs.

Jesus dude

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I've pugged every hardcore raid since Coil, and cleared them all before echo except for Gordias and Midas. I know everything about PF hell - E2S was one in the first week thanks to the tight DPS check. E1S however is so lenient that if you are a half decent player you can carry 2-3 shitters easily, and in 3 weeks there's statistically no way you won't get at least one good group, unless you yourself are a constant problem factor.

>You are all simply bad
Post your parses then mr one shot

Where my primal chads at?

I people-watch in the Quicksand and, to my amazement, Yea Forums lied out its asshole about it being a pride-parade in there. Worst I saw was a fem-highlander with an amazon fetish and a smel fetish argue in-character with a male roe.

samefag

The only hard thing about the quietus phase is that it comes right at the end, so people with learning disabilities forget everything in between pulls.

Right now my group is barely hitting the DPS check, so uptime or Damage Down stacks can make or break a run.

I'm better at this game than all of you.

I also have a huge dick, a banging hot friend with benefits, a 250k per year job and a loving family.

What do you have other than mental illness and hormone skittles? Get the fuck out of my sight losers.

Do not post on Yea Forums again until you've lurked long enough to at least know fundamental lingo, newfag.

ok lurker

brap flutes

forgot your trip

Maybe if you're a Black Mage or Monk, because you're not carrying 2-3 absolute shitters as a low-end DPS nor as a tank/healer. It also depends on which role the shitters are, because you're not carrying anything if healers let you die to bleed or tanks can't mitigate shit

>it's long gone by the time you need to be at your Cleaver position.
It's in max melee range when cleaver goes out and the head from slicer has already spawned.

Only one healer needs to have any idea what they're doing for E1S. There are 0 DPS healers clearing this fight for fucks sake. Meanwhile tanks can drop dead to every tankbuster phase without it preventing a clear.

Anyone competent who somehow didn't get a clear week 1 could also just get their clear with people doing their weeklies on tuesday.

And why are you at max melee range at that time when you can just be near the center of the boss hitbox? You realize your character has no hitbox but only an infinitely small hit coordinate, and that the cleave is a cone that tapers to a point, right?

The first group I got with only 1 retard was an effortless clear, yes. It took me the full 3 weeks of 5 hours daily to get that group though, fuck you. I was always the best player in my role by fucking miles, it wasn't me. I can't literally do everything or save people who repeatedly fuck up basic positioning.

you are only late when they release next tier

yeah let me clear for the first time by joining duty complete parties good plan brainiac

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>limsa
>ultros

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he stole that from the general. learn to use the archive, retard.

HAVE FUN WITH CYCLES, DON'T GET HIT

wrong

Probably since Eureka is the FF11 segment of the game

Who gives a fuck?

One brings shadow, one brings light

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I should buckle down and try savage this weekend. I've never cleared a tier before, but I have cleared individual fights. I know it isn't quite as intimidating as it seems, but I just can't motivate myself to join a learning party right now.

I wanted to run it with some of my FC mates that ran the previous tier with me, but we haven't really been able to get around to it. Helped that another FC member tried to start a savage group on a different day than what we did and that crashed and burned before we even started.

Asking those parties to let you in once you are absolutely confident you won't fuck up is standard procedure if PF shitters prevented you from clearing the previous week. Most of them will let you in if it's off hours and parties are filling slowly.

Why are you people giving the fag attention?

after playing ast for a while.
I get it. this actually isn't that bad. it sucks you can't dps much during big pulls though.

i can't even tell if i'm doing good as AST or bad.

okay well then I can safely say I have never met anyone like that while playing FFXIV or any other game

There's nothing there that should have killed the tank. I main tank and there's literally zero reason to be dead before tank laser.

AST as it currently is is bearable. If you didn't play AST at launch before the bandaid patch, you don't even know half of how fucking awful it was.

jfc you're retarded

There's more than one set of tank lasers, could have been later in the fight

This is obviously your first raid tier in this game. No wonder you spent a fucking month on a fight that good players - even in PF - clear in one or two lockouts.

How bad was it?

It's just I'm not getting feedback from how well I'm doing. My cards are pretty much dependent on the player and I can't really gauge on how much DPS I should be doing because I'll be stuck benefic 2 or cards to focus on gravity.

The attacks come in the same order after the Dimension Shift. Still applies.

True, but no matter the situation I can't see anything hitting the tank hard enough that they should die before any of the lasers. Even if they stood in a puddle, there should be plenty of time for the healers to react.

you've obviously never played the game before because you don't even know what it is that I said

>Blaming the black mage for doing his job when either
A) Dumbfuck tank didn't pop CDs for a previous buster
or
B)Dumbfuck healer who didn't do their fucking job
nigger

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>.4% wipe on titan
>have to wait until saturday to get my titan clear because that's the next time the static i'm subbing for runs
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I'm tired of being a catgirl. Highlander or Elezen?

So it took me nearly 2 weeks to even get a PF party that got to enrage, because "Meteors prog" means "will wipe to adds 6x then disband" and "Adds prog" means "half of players will die to every delta attack and at least half will die every pure orb"

I can't simultaneously be carrying the fight in heals and top DPS, so you're saying I should just lie and join enrage/reclear groups anyways and hope I don't get called on it?

you'll go back. miqo'te have pretty good emote animations

My healer keeps fucking me over during AoEs. Is that my fault? No I'm seriously asking. I usually use most of my resources on the busters and I'll have either 1 cooldown left or none to mitigate the AoE in e1s.

The only dangerous AoE in E1S is Gravity and that just does set percentage damage anyway.

Your healer is a cunt then, check your logs look at whats happening around the time you're eating shit from busters because if that little shit is broil/glare/etc then you need to slap them, theres no reason you should be dying as a tank, also remember to alternate reprisal usage and depending on your tank you have raidwide CDs too, but from the sounds of it your healer is just stupid

But again, go check the logs, see what they're actually doing during those times

i will never understand retards who place blame on somebody like this blackmage instead of the retard who put them in this positions.
spoilers your tank/healer are trash.
how do you even manage to die in e1s

what the fuck are you mitigating in e1s.
you pop rampart at 80% of the first tankbuster so it carries over into the second and then you use sentinel/.whatever 30% you have for the bleed.
congrats you did it.
you can hit reprisal if you want.

But what are the best Diapers for raiding?

It's a stretch for a really good healer to solo heal in current gear levels, both of your healers are probably just bad. Fuck you if you're not mitigating Prey bleed, though.

the only reasons you die as a tank in e1s:
you didn't mitigate the bleed buster
you didn't have enough hp for gravity
you fucked up and didn't interrupt mana boost
the other tank cant hit fucking provoke

You would have to spend every single GCD healing and the only time you'd be able to weave cards is when you had light speed up. You'd be lucky if you were able to cast a single gravity in big pulls. As for gauging how well you are doing, not possible o tell unless you use ACT. Even then, ACT doesn't paint the full picture since it's not accounting for how much damage you are giving other players through rDPS (raid dps).

they need to revert the ast card changes. it singlehandedly makes the class unplayable garbage in its current form.
yoshi p should have shit himself and called for a rollback the moment he saw astros making entire macro bars to deploy cards because of the stupid fucking {play} button.

>H-healer adjust

FUCK YOU

thats literally not what healer adjust is

Messing with other alliance is the funniest shit

I usually Rampart for first Buster -> Shadow Wall for the big one -> TBN + Dark Mind for Bleed. I'm not sure if it's gravity or not that kills me but it's the one that hits 90k. I'll just be pretty much be fine and then the AoE hits and I'm dead.

This happened for the past two weeks so I'm a bit salty but I couldn't call out on my healer because I wasn't entirely sure why the fuck I kept dying.

always have a hot button to clear markers and then set them to random spots
absolute autistic meltdown every single time

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i just finished the dancing plague, should i keep playing?

the busters are physical
you are not mitigating the bleed.
read the post
your healer isn't fucking you, you are fucking you and 7 others

>I have no idea what I'm talking about the post
You shouldn't be in savage

Fuck you passive aggressive fucking bitch. I'm in Chicago right now. Come meet me downtown so I can treat you to some Cantonese fried rice and shove it down your fucking mouth

gravity always does 75%? of your health as a tank.
you're dying in transitions because you aren't mitigating the bleed.
use reprisal on bleed or normal aoes if your other tank isn't a retard like you.

I only play this game on patch months because there's nothing else to do but make sexy outfits for my catgirl so I can fap. If you're good at this game and raid seriously you're a gay faggot. YoshiP thinks you're queer too and smokes cigarettes to deal with you wanting to play this game 12 months a year.

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You wanted nothing but Balance cards. the monkey paw has spoken. Let this be a warning to all who screech about parsing and balance. Those who want only a result and care not for method

I didn't fish around for balance like an autistic retard doing speedruns.
the reality is no fight was made or broken by astro card luck in sb

What does TBN do? Apparently it doesn't mitigate like I thought.

Yoshi-P is the equivalent to a Balmung/Mateus player in the long run. He cares for glamours to "sex" up his Lala even noting his excitement for the Y'shtola ShB outfit coming to the cash shop soon since he's going to glam it on his Lalafell. He pushes out a JP-exclusive Housing magazine for in-game housing items I wish I was making this up and generally is pulling Blue parses on his job after the fact that he's supposed to be one of the most knowledgeable in regards to that class while being able to play in the most optimal of conditions.

>making entire macro bars to deploy cards
What?

It puts a fucking shield on you. The difference is actual mitigation lowers the dot tick damage so you don't lose 25k a tick.

Oh really now. What does dark mind do? Is that mitigation as well?

read your fucking tooltips you absolute mong it clearly states what each of your abilities does.

With the introduction of needing two buttons to draw a card and put it upon somebody people began making an entire macro bar with set targets because its more efficient and faster than hitting DRAW CARD, FKEY, PLAY, and then swapping back to tank or assisting.
instead you just hit draw card + macro key to remove one/two steps.
In the past it was a singular button to both draw the card and put it on somebody but yoship is fucking retarded and made it convoluted because they can't figure out programming.

Yeah I didn't think so.

Come to fucking Chicago. You know what. Tell me where you are and I'll come to your house and cook you some nice fucking crab fried rice.
ILL FUCKING FEED IT TO YOUR PARENTS TOO. I HOPE THEY LIKE CHINESE FOOD.

Y-you do know Dark Mind only works on magic damage right? Not physical attacks and physical dots like Bleed?

Dark mind is magical damage mitigation.
All three tank busters are physical spells.
You are not mitigating the bleed and subsequently insuring you die unless a healer wants to waste god knows how many gcds to keep you alive as opposed to a single regen.

Come to Chicago. I'm waiting. I've started cooking and made nice dinner for you guys. Lots of fried rice. Tasty yum yum.

I would if I wasn't banned from entering the States. Sorry bro.

>tfw you're stuck in the worst one but better than everyone but they still lump you in with them

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Likely referring to this retardation

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>shitter is shitting up everything
>check weapon
>crafted 450
every fucking time

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How many combat jobs does Yea Forums have at level 80 already?

there is a special place in hell for ppl like you

0. Still working on Stormblood story. Currently in queue for Doma Castle. My only 80's are FSH and LTW.

>LotA
>6 people teleport to the atomos trash before Thanatos

you're going too for spoiling the fight for new players.
marker scum begone

it actually physically pains me to see it.
i hate square enix for what they did to healers this expac.

>INTUITION BAD
>PROBLEM SOLVING BAD
>CLEVER THINKING BAD
fucking yikes

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I leveled the three rDPS from 70 to 80 together when first playing. Just got GNB to 80. And yes, I do wish I used that initial energy to also level a melee + healer rather than three fucking rDPS's.

>clicker trying to sound smart

Player skill will determine class efficiency

Will Titan Egi ever be useful again?

i watched a fucking ninja in ronkan gear and 430 shit outdps a blackmage, monk and bard in e2s.
they flamed him for dragging him down with his shitty itemlevel when he was the only person not grey.

>Let expanse contract, eon become instant! Champions from beyond the rift, heed my call!
So by rift he means vagina, right? "Champions beyond the vagina", aka "champions that haven't been born yet" or haven't passed through a vagina.

He called on champions from the future who hadn't been born yet to fight with us, cause he was a time traveling wizard? Thats pretty fucking cool, ngl

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Two, closing in on two more.

based

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if limsa was removed from the game where would all the degenerates go next?

I want to say Crystarium but that would mean they would have to play the game. Maybe Uldah or Kugane.

Ul'dah, exactly where they go on RP servers.

Should I start parsing? I've been playing nice and happily on Elemental and no players have shit on me for dps or anything but it would be nice to know where I stand at least

don't bother.
if you can clear the SSS you're competent enough to do the raid.
only reason to parse is to be an autistic retard scrabbling for 350 more dps so they can be orange.

At least the retards in WoW have the decency to fuck off to Goldshire Inn or some other degenerate corners. While the FFXIV tards occupy a majorly functional area 24/7.

I bought a house in the Mists so I can act least have the option to do my stuff there rather than having to endure the Aetherytards in that area

What's the most comfortable keybinds for keyboard? I can reach 6 without having to really stretch my hand, so what should I use for 7 to =? Not anywhere near endgame yet, but figured now is a good time to really fix up my keybinds.

Violence can happen to any individual for any random reason you can come up with no matter what type of group they may want to identify as. All you're doing is trying to play the victim. How much more obnoxious can you get?

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About to play SMN. What am I in for?

Why in the name of fuck would you reply to a 4 hour old copypasta?

shift/ctrl/alt modifiers
though for alt modifiers I usually put long CD abilities on those so I don't have to contort my hand often.

You will never be explicitly called out for doing bad dps. Anybody who hints at any magical way of knowing your damage output is opening themselves to a ban for suggesting it and for shaming you.
They'll just reform without you with a convenient excuse or just kick you without anything said.

i think this is actually pretty cool and making use of resources that something only AST can do. Basically trying to put back some individuality to it.

Triple-weaving and performing worse than a Black Mage who presses 1/3rd the buttons you have to press.

wondering why you and ninja have to suffer so much compared to other classes who put forth less effort , require less skill and a function with worse internet yet still outdamage you.

It's fun but if you fuck up your rotation you're gonna be fucked the entire fight. It's not that big of a deal till like savage

>Relatively new, joined with friends
>Started playing a month before Shadowbringers
>Group of friends mostly play MNK, DRG, BRD, MCH, and BLM, with one WAR main time to time playing with us
>Wanted to try out the melee DPS jobs, but stuck as the dedicated healer because nobody else in our group wants to play the role
>Max out all 3, still don't get to play DPS often unless its my own time
>Tanking is ok but not my preference

People are fucking cunts sometimes, why do people have to be like this?

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leave them

I'd reserve 7 to = for non-combat stuff like menu shortcuts. I don't think it's a good idea to have a setup where you might find yourself unable to move while pressing certain buttons.

Getting increasingly angry over how shitty the pet mechanics in this game are.
>Use egi-assault -> Seethe as it takes anywhere between 0.5 and 2 seconds before you have access to ruin IV
>Second devootion comes up right after phoenix is supposed to so there's an awkward delay in your rotation for it, more awkward because optimal use requires using devotion RIGHT before phoenix which means the random 0.5-2 second delay can literally cause your devotion to go on cooldown but not actually get cast
>Pets in dungeons will randomly get stuck or stop following and require a resummon on larger pulls
>No movement skills at all, completely fucked phases where you have very little ability to move around and your mobility tools are usually consumed by a very rigid rotation where you're already double weaving everything

I can't leave my group that easily, I don't know others out there and I can't be bothered to ditch real life friends/internet circle of people I know on a dime. God forbid I do something like join some random FC from some autist shouting for recruits or random invites.

its really baffling how bad the pets are but honestly most people just forget how janky the entire game is.
fucking mmorpgs from the 90s are more responsive than this gook outsource garbage game.

The thing about 'friends' is that they only like you for about as much as they can use you for. The more you give them, the more they'll suck you dry of everything you have to offer until there's nothing left to give.

It's better to just avoid everyone else and focus on yourself. If anyone tries to force their way into your life then just use them up until they've had enough and decide to leave you alone because that's all they'll want to do to you. This especially applies to women.

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>Pets in dungeons will randomly get stuck or stop following and require a resummon on larger pulls
This is probably because you're DoTing while the tank is pulling, which triggers Garuda to plant her ass down and start shooting. If you go out of range she won't catch up. You need to click Heel to make her follow.

It sounds like your friends aren't respecting your desires as much as you are theirs.

At least your cunt friends play the game. Mine play MOBA/BR 4 hours each evening but won't touch MMOs.

I'd just pour all my phantasmagoria into melee DPS gear for smoother PuG times and let your friends deal with having a forever-450 healer.

e been trying to place for a very long time why every time I go to play one game, I start to miss the other, and I think I finally figured it out.

WoW Positives: Freedom. Rotations in general are much simpler, but there's more room for expression because of it. Weaving certain skills in the empty spots is a lot easier when there's more empty spots. Often this means a feeling of self and second-to-second decision making that feels good. Movement also feels much more fluid and dynamic in WoW. Both of these factors contribute to much more fun pvp

WoW Negatives: The grind is way too long for me to actually make it to true end-game, I'm sure this isn't true there, but generally speaking WoW fails to do anything positive with the freedom it gives players. For the most part mechanics in earlier dungeons aren't very meaningful and almost every fight is tank and spank. Sure you'll get the odd mechanic here or there, but they're rarely threatening at all. Basically, they didn't use an easy rotation to make mechanics harder, they just made both easy.

FFXIV Positives: A very challenging game which at end-game is actually fast and reactionary. I see a lot of people complain about how slow combat is, that's to prepare you for the sometimes painfully difficult rotations and mechanics. This game goes out of its way even in some earlier dungeons to beat you down if you aren't good enough. EVERYONE knows if you suck. This makes being skilled more valuable, as people will notice that as well. Moment to moment encounters are simply more satisfying.

FFXIV Negatives: Too much emphasis on rotation and stiff movement sometimes makes you feel trapped when playing this game. Often there's no freedom of expression in rotation or how you approach a situation. Movement also feels stiff compared to WoW. This makes PVP REALLY bad in this game, and I love pvp.

They could fix SMN by just letting us use egi assault during casts

I've been trying to place for a very long time why every time I go to play one game, I start to miss the other, and I think I finally figured it out.

WoW Positives: Freedom. Rotations in general are much simpler, but there's more room for expression because of it. Weaving certain skills in the empty spots is a lot easier when there's more empty spots. Often this means a feeling of self and second-to-second decision making that feels good. Movement also feels much more fluid and dynamic in WoW. Both of these factors contribute to much more fun pvp

WoW Negatives: The grind is way too long for me to actually make it to true end-game, I'm sure this isn't true there, but generally speaking WoW fails to do anything positive with the freedom it gives players. For the most part mechanics in earlier dungeons aren't very meaningful and almost every fight is tank and spank. Sure you'll get the odd mechanic here or there, but they're rarely threatening at all. Basically, they didn't use an easy rotation to make mechanics harder, they just made both easy.

FFXIV Positives: A very challenging game which at end-game is actually fast and reactionary. I see a lot of people complain about how slow combat is, that's to prepare you for the sometimes painfully difficult rotations and mechanics. This game goes out of its way even in some earlier dungeons to beat you down if you aren't good enough. EVERYONE knows if you suck. This makes being skilled more valuable, as people will notice that as well. Moment to moment encounters are simply more satisfying.

FFXIV Negatives: Too much emphasis on rotation and stiff movement sometimes makes you feel trapped when playing this game. Often there's no freedom of expression in rotation or how you approach a situation. Movement also feels stiff compared to WoW. This makes PVP REALLY bad in this game, and I love pvp.

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That depends on what type of content you enjoy. WoW has more dungeons both during leveling and at max, so you have more variety in your dungeon/raid content. The PvP is still popular and better than FFXIV by a longshot. There's also far more BGs and Arenas than FFXIV. Personally I quite enjoy WoW's classes more and leveling, so there's more of that to do for me.

As far as daily quests and other similar types of content, they both have that stuff.

FFXIV has more in the way of side activities like housing, the casino, etc. If you enjoy side activities then FFXIV might be your thing.

Personally I enjoy WoW more. The world is more open, the story and environment more immersive, combat and classes more fun, and more varied instanced content, and far better questing. However it's a matter of opinion clearly. FFXIV feels too linear, too instanced, and too repetitive for my tastes. The questing is long and boring and I don't enjoy the story. And there's only a few classes I want to play there. So there just isn't a reason for me to stick around and the big story quest progression wall at endgame to unlock content is clearly a model they're sticking with and one I just don't like.

>why yes, I do have an item level above 450, how could you tell?

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Better than my friends that convinced me to start playing on their world, buy a job and story boost and then abandon me 2 weeks later after the second Normal Titan clear

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I realize the screaming pain
Hearing loud in my brain
But I'm going straight ahead, with the scar
(Can you hear me So am I)
Wasurete shimaeba ii yo kanji-naku nacchae-ba ii
Surimuita kokoro ni futa o shitanda
Kizutsuitatte heikidayo mou itami wa nai kara ne
Sono ashi o hikizuri nagara mo
Miushinatta
Jibun jishin ga
Oto o tatete
Kuzureteitta
Kizukeba kaze no oto dake ga
Tsutaeni kitayo kizuato tadotte
Sekai ni oshitsubusarete shimau mae ni
Oboeterukana namida no sora o
Ano itami ga kimi no koto o mamotte kureta
Sono itami ga itsumo kimi o mamotterunda
(Can you hear me So am I)
Kizutsukanai tsuyosa yori mo
Kizutsukenai yasashisa o
Sono koe wa dokoka kanashisoude
Kakechigaeta
Botan mitai ni
Kokoro karada
Hanareteita
Mou ichido kokoro o tsukande
Tsutaeni kitayo kizuato tadotte
Sekai ni oshitsubusarete shimau mae ni
Oboeterukana namida no sora o
Ano itami ga kimi no koto o mamotte kureta
Sono itami ga itsumo kimi o mamotterunda
(Can you hear me So am I)
Mitsukekita
Ano nakigoe wa
Machigainaku sou
Jibun nodatta
Subete wa kono toki no tame ni
Kitto hajime kara wakkatetanda
Mou ni do to jibun dake wa hanasanaide
Kizuite kureta
Kimi he no aizu
Ano itami ga kimi no koto o mamottekureta
Tsutae ni kitayo kizuato tadotte
Sore nara mou osoreru mono wa naindatto
Wasurenaidene egao no wake o
Ano itami ga kimi no koto o mamottekureta
Ano itami ga kimi no koto o mamottekureta
Sono itami ga itsumo kimi o mamotterunda
(Can you hear me so am I)

More like your fault for being "friends" with a couple of dps only babbys. Just tell them that you need to level dps for the role quests and/or that yey should try healing instead. Or just tell them to fuck off.

Witness the ultimate battle (Step into the Grand Tour)
Between the greatest of warriors (take a Grand Tour, Grand Tour)
In all the worlds

Take a Grand Tour, Grand Tour (Time is running out!) GT!
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Step into the Grand Tour (GRAND TOUR, GRAND TOUR!!!)
Step into the Grand Tour (DRAGONBALL GT!!!)

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Step into the Grand Tour (GRAND TOUR, GRAND TOUR!!!)
Step into the Grand Tour (DRAGONBALL GT!!!)
One, two, three

For many a year the Dragonballs have always been there and now
The righteous, the innocent and the just must now depend
On themselves to defend mother earth from the rebirth of the ultimate end
Now the tournament is over the closer the greed creeps
For every good that's done further can evil seeps
Inside the very spirit that makes the good compete
Get the just to prevail, the righteous CAN'T FAIL!
(Black-star Shenron speaking normally) Your wish has been granted
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Step into the Grand Tour (GRAND TOUR, GRAND TOUR!!!)
Step into the Grand Tour (DRAGONBALL GT!!!)
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

But wait, there's more!

>"Utility" is ressing people, which further limits your mobility tools
>Lowest health pool with no mitigation skills at all outside an egi that will cause you to do less damage and generate only half of normal ruin IV stacks
>Awkward delay on bahamut/phoenix responsiveness forcing you to delay skills to compensate or lose a wyrmwave
>Lose wyrmwaves because of movement and poor pet responsiveness
>Lose Ahnk Morn's because even though you cast the skill with 3 seconds on his duration, Bahamut took a second to even start casting it and if he expires during the animation it will do no damage
>Have to juggle buffed DoT's in awkward phases, massively punished for the smallest mistake in your rotation as a result, no reliable way to recover from a mistake or being fucked over by teammates

It's honestly at a point where I'd just be so happy if they increased the duration of DoT's by like 5 seconds, the timing is so fucking awkward right now.

none of these, rebind every key around wasd and use modifiers for stuff you don't have to cast while moving

Oh, well that was helpful. Really… it was as clear as mud. What was wrong with her? Was this truly the best she could find? Some sort of prophecy from an outdated journal with no title or author? Come on, Krile… you're better than this!

Krile was rubbing her eyes in exhaustion when she finally had enough and threw a nearby tome across the room; frustrated by the fact that she was no closer to finding an explanation to her friends' mysterious illness. Despite the weeks she remained all but chained to her desk as she searched for a cure, her lack of said answers was getting to her.

Fighting the yawn, she turned her attention to another tome, only to realize she had already read it twice, and she promptly tossed it over her shoulder as well. Normally, she was so careful with precious tomes such as these, treating them as if they were made of glass. But she just could not erase the images of her friends all trapped in slumber… and nothing she learned was able to help her get any closer to a way to awaken them. Which now led to her short temper and tossing the books aside as if they were useless romance novels.

She slapped her cheeks to try to keep herself awake, mentally scolding herself for being so easily distracted. This wasn't helping anyone… in fact, despite the help she was getting, they seemed to be stuck at a standstill.

She was aware that Master Matoya was doing her best to assist in discovering the cause of this mysterious voice. And from what Claire had told them, the last time she heard the voice was when she was pulled to the aetherial sea during her battle with the Zenos imposter and she spoke with a hooded man. She confirmed for them that it washisvoice that she had been hearing… so it stands to reason that he was the one responsible for striking at the other Scions.

Oh I know why it happens, and it's generally better to just resummon once the tank stops moving so garuda gets some shots in, but it's still obnoxious as hell.

She wondered if she could try and speak to Claire later on? Just to see if she was alright or if she had heard the voice at all since that last battle?

Claire had been around the Rising Stones a great deal over those first few weeks, helping to take turns looking after the others. But with all her duties she was having a hard time trying balance it all and it was clear to them that the strain was starting to take a toll on their Warrior of Light. In fact, it got to a point that Tataru insisted that their friend take a well-deserved vacation and that she was not to return until she was well rested.

Without Claire around, she began to realize just how much that everyone depended on her. Just her presence alone helped to raise everyone's spirits… But still, she had to agree with Tataru in that their friend's health and well-being was just as important as helping the others. So she fully supported the idea of letting Claire leave the Scions and her responsibilities for a time.

It wasn't easy, their friend was as stubborn as she was strong, but eventually, the two of them managed to convince their friend to take it easy for at least the last week. Under the condition that they call her should they find anything new or if any changes have come to the others.

While it felt like there was a dark cloud hanging over their heads, Krile could not deny that there was still an air of hope about the other Scions. Once word had spread that Claire had woken up from her 'slumber' it was all the proof that the others needed to know that this can be beat; that the others can and will wake up one day.

This she also believed. The Scions were strong, all of them, and they couldn't stop here. She would just have to keep going and do her part to make sure that they all found their way back home. She only wished she knew where to look now because these tomes weren't going to cut it.

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Using Afflatus Misery should reset Temperance's timer

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feel like shit just want ifrit to have the damage shield back so i don't have to use fag ass garuda in dungeons

No? Just make it ogcd

A few moments of silent hesitation bloomed between them. There was much to be done and they could ill afford to dawdle for long. The ever present weight of responsibility was heavy on Poppy's shoulders and likely Alisaie's as well, but the breeze managed to push it away as if it were no more than a leaf. They'd been afforded precious little privacy since they reunited on the First. The wilds of Lakeland were a good a place as any for a well-earned moment alone.

Hesitation crumbled. They didn't waste what little time they had left. Alisaie pulled Poppy into the sheltering shadows cast by the tree and soon the Elezen was pressed between its trunk and the eager Warrior, gasping into her lover's mouth. Only muted breaths passed between them as grasping hands tangled into fabric and pulled, silently speaking their wants.It was messy and desperate and utterly perfect and Poppy could scarcely think of anything other than the woman pressed against her.

Poppy's fumbling grasp soon found Alisaie's hips before she shifted her attention downward to finally touch what she'd wanted to claim for so long. Her hands slid against the other woman's exposed thighs, gripped them, dragged sharpened nails against the sensitive skin over and over again, though she never tired of the feeling. Deft fingers played at the edge of her pantalettes and her thumbs slid beneath the fabric just enough to make Alisaie groan quietly against her lips. It was only when Poppy pulled away from their kiss to nip at her pulse that Alisaie spoke up.

lmao white mage getting nerfed not buffed

It’s not wise to do this here." The statement was a ragged, wet tickle against Poppy's neck.

"Probably not," the Warrior agreed before she dragged her teeth against the shell of her lover's ear.

"The others are waiting for us."

The words were little more than a gasp, as was the response.

"They are."

Their near-silent conversation wasn't urgent in the slightest and neither of them pulled away. Poppy's hands never left Alisaie's thighs, Alisaie's mouth continued to press against her neck, and it all went on for several long, delirious moments until the Warrior brushed a purposeful thumb against the front of her pantalettes. It was the other woman's sharp inhale and the way her hips shifted forward to meet her that made Poppy realize a change in position was in order.

She stepped back and out of Alisaie's embrace, enjoying the sight of the other woman's lips slightly parted in a silent question that matched her searing gaze in its intensity. Poppy's eyes flicked to the side tofind the inviting sight a boulder that sat just behind the tree, half-hidden in the dense brush. She took Alisaie's hand and gave it a tug so that she would follow.

"Sit," she urged with a playful shove and watched as the other woman plopped down onto the rocky surface, looking feverish and just a bit bewildered. Without announcement or pretense, Poppy dropped to her knees before her lover.Her sharp teeth flashed beneath patches of sunlight in an unbidden grin at her newfound idea.

"Here?" Alisaie asked, sounding incredulous.

The question ended in an endearing little squeak of surprise as Poppy settled between her legs and slid her palms over the tops of her thighs. The other woman looked around to survey the area, perhaps afraid of being spotted in such a compromising position. Her attention soon fell back on the Warrior whose head was precariously close to a spot that would certainly look indecent to the eyes of an outsider. Poppy sneered up at her, tilting her head to plant a

What the fuck is going on in this thread? Are they purposefully shitting the thread up to get janny to prune it? Or is it another case of butthurt classic cucks shitting up a thread?

Honestly this expansion feels so rushed on its launch that it makes me wonder how big the backlash would have been had the story been shit. I mean Hrothgar and Viera are fundamentally limited in their glamour options which is one of the bigger aspects of a self-made avatar , the new classes barely received any new weapons which ended up breaking the standard that both Heavensward and Stormblood followed in regards to raid and primal weapons, class changes weren't finished with Ninja being slated as the first job to get its thigns done in 5.1 and overall the reuse of many assets in the new zones after Yoshida claim that The First areas had everything custom made for them. It's such a shame they couldn't even keep up with their formulaic setup for a 3rd time.

Why do people keep defending the XIV team and SE when its become so obvious there is no real investment into this game outside of marketing? The game has broken its sub count with each expansion and they don't bother to add more resources to it.

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>the story and environment more immersive
The story lost any sense of immersion when at the start of Battle for Azeroth, despite being best buds with the fucking planet and having gone through space to beat demon ass on their homeworld (and winning!), I'm thrown in jail like some dude who gets beat up by level 27 chumps running Stockade for the first time.

The Warrior nudged her way beneath the dress to brush her lips against the inside of Alisaie's thigh and her tongue flicked out to tease the supple skin for as long as she could bear. The threat of attack by wandering Sin Eaters along with the possibility of being caught by a passerby and the fact that the other Scions awaited their return were annoying little thorns in the back of her mind that forced Poppy's pace to be faster than she would've liked. Alas, drawn out teasing would have to wait until next time. Still, she offered more kisses than she could count as her hands wrapped around her lover's backside to urge her to shift forward. Alisaie complied and then let out a muted gasp when the Warrior's head dipped down.

Much like all else, Poppy's tongue wasted little time. She traced wet folds with the tip before it flattened to lap against the other woman's entirety and stopped only to brush against the sensitive bud just enough to prompt a barely restrained moan from above. Alisaie's hips rocked forward to greet Poppy's mouth, urging her onward until a frantic rhythm was established between them.

Alisaie's hand soon found Poppy's head, her fingers carding through the ruddy strands of her hair. She gripped the Warrior tighter than expected with nails that dug into her scalp and fingers that pulled, aching, needy, clearly wanting. Poppy didn't mind the rough treatment in the slightest and the twinge of pain even sent a jolt of heat downward through her own body. The nails that gripped her lover's back sharpened in response and dragged downward with enough pressure that they would surely leave welts in their wake.
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just ignore and report

>Leveling my first tank, DRK
>Get trial roulette
>Nidhogg
>Most of the party keeps getting hit by shit or dying to easy mechanics
>Phase 3 rolls around
>Dumb fuck running away from everyone targeted with Akh Morn
>Gets 2 other people killed in the process after dying
>Healer trying to heal and res people dies from standing in AoEs while casting
>Me and a PLD left
>slowly chip away at it
>Another Akh Morn incoming, PLD invunlns to soak the entire thing
>Clemencies me through auto attacks/the roars/etc.
>Built LB3 by now, another Ahk Morn incoming
>Stand in it with him and LB3, we both survive with most of our health safe and sound
>Party cheers us on as we inch closer and closer to killing it
>Swap to relieve a little pressure
>Panic a bit and start blasting it down before it does a final Ahk Morn ending us
>Success
>4 coms for me, 4 coms for him

I haven't even touched EX tanking and goddamn this felt so good, is this why you fags play Tank?

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The Warrior lingered for only long enough that Alisaie was able to settle back against the boulder, panting in her afterglow. Poppy moved to shift back, but paused as a sudden idea found her in her own delirious state. The soft, pale skin that brushed against her cheek was far too enticing to leave untouched and—in a moment of near-feral desire—she marked Alisaie with fangs sharp enough to draw blood. She listened to the other woman gasp at the sensation of teeth sinking into unmarred flesh, felt the grip of the hand still on her head tighten, and then licked at the coppery wound of her own creation. She knew it'd soon bloom into a bruise that would make her claim clear. Though it would be hidden beneath layers of clothing, she would still know that Alisaie was hers, and hers alone.

Bleary satisfaction made a purr rumble deep in Poppy's chest. The wilds shifted around them, filling the air with a rustling of foliage that masked Alisaie's heavy breaths. The other woman gazed down at her, perhaps still too stunned to speak, her pale lashesfluttering against the sunlight that managed to push past even the shadows that hid them in their brief respite. Poppy flashed her a simpering smile and finally ducked out of her grasp to stand. She was pleased enough by it all that she was able to ignore the painful crack of knees sore from kneeling on the rough ground.

"That's enough rest, I'd say. Better get going. Can't have our friends wonder what's keeping us," the Warrior said cheerily. She backed up and watched with concealed amusement as Alisaie's brow furrowed.

The summer heat was unbearable. Evidently, the sun saw it fit to scorch them all that season and beat down on the land with its unyielding rays from dawn to dusk, day in and day out. At times it felt like not even the Seven Hells could compare. The dog days, as they were often called, were very much upon them, nipping at their heels with incessant teeth.

Despite that, the warmth of the bath was somehow still a pleasant sensation, even during the hottest parts of the day. Steam swirled around Alisaie to lick at her skin with faint floral notes of rose as she dried herself off. She sighed, glad to be free of the unpleasant film of sweat that had prompted the bath in the first place. Simply lazing about all morning was enough to make her feel like she'd run across the entirety of Thanalan in one go.

Alisaie tied the long, still-damp strands of her hair behind her head with the usual red ribbon in a loose bow, leaving it to the heated air to dry it the rest of the way. As she made her way to the chair she'd laid her fresh clothes on, something tangled beneath her feet. She tripped, but managed to catch herself on the chair before she fell to the ground. It was with a frustrated groan that she bent over and grabbed Poppy's shirt off the tiled floor.

It was a favored one among her partner's collection, made of a pale, airy cotton that sported cropped sleeves and pretty silver buttons. A well-crafted garment—and an expensive one, if Alisaie remembered correctly. All the more reason why it had no business being tossed carelessly on the floor. But, the other woman had a bad habit of leaving her clothing where it was shed.

ffxiv is a game that recycles content harder than wow and gets away with it. they've been doing it for four years now why are you surprised. devs have ran out of interesting new mechanics for fights or perhaps the client/server are so bad they can't even incorporate them.

xiv hasn't had any investment ever. it all gets funneled into other shit or shareholders.

Probably just someone trying to get the thread deleted, like the guy who kept posting porn in a thread last night

Literally the only difference is you don't have to use the card immediately before it goes on cooldown, and you had to target someone before unless it was a spread anyways.

By the time she saw Poppy grin, Alisaie already knew she'd fallen right into a trap. The other woman reached up and grabbed her hips, laughing at the soft sound of surprise that escaped Alisaie when she was yanked downwards. She plopped right onto Poppy's lap, where she was held in place by strong arms that wrapped around her waist.

"Much better," Poppy said cheerily. "Now I can inspect thoroughly." The singsong way she spoke lilted downward, sounding more like a suggestive purr, and Alisaie knew she was in for it then.

The hands that held her in place began to wander. They curled around her sides to slide up the front of the shirt and slowed onlywhen they reached her breasts. A gasp fell past Alisaie's lips at the sensation of fingers that grazed purposefully against her to rub through the thin cotton, and the warm breath that pushed against the back of her neck as Poppy hummed in consideration. She certainly knew how to make a grand show of her little inspection. When she felt deft fingers flick the single button that held the shirt closed undone, Alisaie realized it was just the beginning—not that she minded, of course.

"Well?" sheasked again, but the question stuttered when her partner's hands dove beneath the shirt.

Alisaie's back arched to push herself further into the teasing grasp that found her, palming her breasts and flicking wandering fingers against their pink buds.Poppy hummed again and she felt the other woman's lips curl into a smile against her neck when another stifled gasp followed at a particularly insistent squeeze.

"Mistress Leveilleur, I do believe you've stolen my shirt," Poppy said, announcing her verdict with much gravity. Alisaie couldn't help but chuckle at her dramatic flair, but hearing the other woman refer to her with such formality made her go a bit warm

what the fuck is /xivg/ doing this time

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The words were whispered against her skin, prickling like little nettles, and the restrained hunger behind them made the flare of warmth already coiled in her gut travel further downward. Alisaie looked back ahead to hide her wry smile.

"I leave myself at your mercy, Warrior. Do as you see fit," she said, replying to the verdict with forced seriousness and just as much formality.

Behind her, Poppy let out a pleased sounding little laugh. "I'll go easy on you," she reassured. Before Alisaie could even think up a quip in reply, teeth were already grazing against her shoulder. "Or will I?" she murmured. The nails that dragged against Alisaie's chest suggested she wouldn't.

The other woman's mouth soon found the side of her neck, where her fangs slid against skin still dampened by her wet hair. It always felt like a dangerous sensation—that sharpness that could easily harm, but never did. It was just firm enough to prompt gooseflesh and send a pleasant jolt down through Alisaie's body, especially when paired with the warm breath that followed and the hands that still palmed her breasts.

Those deft, calloused hands moved downward then, over her ribs and her stomach to grip Alisaie's hips with enough pressure to make her squirm impatiently atop her partner's lap. She heard Poppy make a scolding sound behind her—soft and light and followed by a nip of her teeth that made Alisaie grip the arms of the chair and go still. She was rewarded with hands that dipped downward again to just barely brush against the insides of her thighs.

The air was already warm enough as is. Their flush skin and the friction of fingers that dragged against the front of her smalls was enough to make it feel like fire filled the room. Alisaie canted her hips forward with each stroke—or tried to, at least, if it weren't for the unyielding hand that still gripped them. The Warrior's tortuous pace truly was a punishment.

Have fun and bee yourself
Don't let speedrun fags rush you
Also fuck the mentally ill Trans people

Are you incapable of counting the amount of inputs required to perform these actions compared to before. Not just the inputs but having to move your fucking fingers for every single one.

Its clunky fucking garbage and that's why you see disgusting solutions like the macrobar. This should have never gone through. Its possible to have the old functionality with a single button but that would require some japanese programmer to figure out what the fuck they were doing.

Is NA really this plagued by trannies? The fuck is going on over there?

Poppy," Alisaie murmured after a while—whined, rather—when she could take no more.

Poppy simply laughed at her suffering. "So impatient," she said with atskof her tongue. "All right. I s'pose you've learned your lesson, my darling shirt thief."

Alisaie almost protested that, eager to bring up her partner's messiness again, but didn't get a chance to when a hand very abruptly slipped down the front of her smalls to continue her punishment.

Slick fingers traced her folds and outlined her nerves with a pace that was lazy, languid, still very much teasing. But each purposeful brush of skin wound Alisaie up tighter and tighter, as if she were a coiled spring. Her nails dug into the plush fabric of armchair to anchor herself, to draw out the mounting pleasure that threatened to boil over at any moment. But Poppy's fingers wandered further and soon found their mark, both sliding inside at once.

Alisaie tossed her head back in a silent gasp, which invited her partner to kiss her neck with more intensity. Her tongue and teeth were just rough enough and her free hand roamed upward to find her breast again, freeing Alisaie's hips to jerk forward and meet her fingers at each thrust. It all went on for several laborious breaths in a pace that turned frantic.

Then Alisaie gasped again and tasted the summer air, thick and heady and somehow sweet, still painted by bright rays that she saw through the pale lashes of her half-lidded eyes.

The shirt was all but forgotten until she slumped back against Poppy, who removed her fingers and wrapped her arms around her waist, kissing her neck sweetly all the while. She felt the fabric as a damp barrier between them that was unpleasant in the heat.

"You've gotten me all sweaty again," Alisaie lamented accusingly, her voice soft and a bit worn.
.

Stop talking shit about trannies.
You've gotten me all sweaty again," Alisaie lamented accusingly, her voice soft and a bit worn.

"Time for another bath," Poppy said. "I'll join you this time." An affectionate purr rumbled under the words. Alisaie hummed her approval, too dazed in her afterglow to reply.

Despite their agreed plan, neither of them moved for a long while. They sat piled in the armchair together, dozing as another long summer day unfolded lazily around them. The dog days were not so bad when spent together like that, even with the heat. Eventually, however, Alisaie stirred. Being coated in sweat was something she could do away with.

She detangled herself from Poppy's sleepy embrace despite her soft sounds of protest and stood to wordlessly offer the other woman her hand. Poppy took it, but remained seated for a moment as she gazed up at Alisaie. Her eyes wandered in a way that somehow made her feel even warmer.

"Keep the shirt," Poppy said a bit wryly. "It looks better on you anyway."

"Really? All that fussing and you're just going to give it up?" Alisaie asked with mild disbelief.

"Honestly, I think I'm going to leave my shirts out more often. You seemed to really enjoy myfussing,after all."

Alisaie rolled her eyes at the toothy grin that followed. She yanked her partner to her feet and into an embrace so she could wipe the smug look off her face with a kiss.

In the end, their bath was long forgotten.

What do you think these fucking Americans take bee yourself to seriously and cut there pps.

Thancred left Aza to dig himself into a deeper grave. Ryne, at this point, had extracted herself from Epoch and was slowly stretching her legs out with a grimace.

“Sore?” he asked.

“Stiff,” she mumbled, pausing her stretching to rub the sleep from her eyes, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to doze off.”

“We’ve been at it for half a day,” Thancred said, “I’d be surprised if you weren’t feeling dozy at this point.”

He was feeling pretty groggy himself, though he could push through it for another few hours. Not that he was going to, because there was no need. Asking Ryne to function at his pace was deeply unfair, and it wasn’t as if that Light signature she could sense was going anywhere anytime soon. They could afford to take their time - well, as much as they could in a place like the Empty.

“We’ll break out some food,” he continued, “Shake our legs out a bit before heading off again. It’s not much further, is it?”

Ryne tilted her head, then tilted it the other way, her eyes squinting in concentration, “Um, yes? No…? It feelsbigger, at least.”

Bigger. Well, that could mean it was closer or was growing in strength. Thancred sighed, squelching the petty niggle of annoyance at the vagueness of these directions. It wasn’t Ryne’s fault - it was lucky she could even sense Light in the first place.

“But same direction?” he confirmed, relaxing when she nodded certainly at that, “Good enough for me.”

Thancred went to rescue Aza from Urianger’s clutches at that point, and about ten minutes later, were portioning out the rations supplied to them by the expedition team. Thancred had given their gear a once over, of course, before they left, and had noted a rather interesting addition to their ration stores just before they left Amh Araeng. He waited until now to mention it, though.

How would you nerf MNK/ buff NIN?

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He winces. She is undoubtedly already asleep. She always liked to retire early after a day spent traveling. Heknewthat, and yet he had still wasted those precious hours wrapped in his own carelessness as the time ticked away. Every second spent with her was precious to him, and every second lost a blow. And she had even been kind enough to bring him a gift. A gift he undoubtedly no longer deserved.

The key she had bequeathed to him turns quietly in the lock. As silently as he could, G’raha slips into the room. He is cautious of the creaking hinges, of the squeak of his wet shoes on the floor. The room is, as he had suspected, hushed and dark. On the kitchen table sits his gift, a basket of beautifully ripe La Noscean oranges. His ears flatten in guilt as he picks one up to bring it to his nose. They smell deliciously sweet and their fragrance has taken the room. He had mentioned to her how much he has missed them since leaving the Source behind. She must have picked them herself, he thinks, and he imagines her lovingly scouring the orchard for the perfect specimens to give him. He bites the inside of his cheek as he places the orange back in the basket. He would wait to enjoy them when she woke, since he hadn’t taken the courtesy of coming to her when she was awake.

His warrior has indeed taken to her bed for the evening. A heavy sleeper, his knocking had failed to rouse her from where she lies tucked cozily in her blankets. Her back faces the room and all he can see is her starry hair fanned out against her pillow. One ear gently flickers as she sleeps. His chest grows tight as he gazes at her, the gentle rise and fall at the curve of her side.

By stopping shittalking trannies and wow

What is the best healer rn?
Wanna go back to being a Chad healer after I cap Bard

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Never stated I was surprised. More setting up a set of questions at this expansion that is mechanically lackluster. At some point one would have to question how even meeting the basic reused standard they've set with the first 2 expansions has become a challenge for a Dev Team. As much as it is a Theme Park this game has soo many solid foundations upon which to grow on + a multitude of games to learn from outside of WoW Yoshida's obsession with Blizzard and Diablo probably doesn't help but they do nothing with it. I'm nearly compelled to call Yoshida a bloody hack but given how fun he made the limited endgame in 1.23a/b I know that he does have the brain to push something fun. At best I could call him a Washed Up dev that just stumbled upon community love cause of ARR.

This game has needed more love and resources put into it after Heavensward because seeing the same formula repeated 2 more times, with the 3rd expansion feeling like a mechanical lesser it, has become disheartening and the "Single-Player" story will only hold for so long. Thank god Yoshida has Ishikawa and Soken on his team because I feel without them this game would have nearly nothing to hold onto it outside of "Look we copied WoW!"

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>Best
WHM by far
>Chad healer
Not this expansion bucko

There are clothes for him in her wardrobe, clean and dry and waiting. He shivers as he sheds the soaked through layer of his robes and trades them for a soft, white shirt and a simple pair of breeches. Suddenly, the rain begins to fall harder. It pounds against the glass panes of the closed window. A gentle roll of thunder somewhere in the distance reverberates through the walls.

There is a soft sound behind him, clean sheets over a feather bed followed by a tired sigh. It echoes in his ears. Her voice, hoarse with sleep, calls out to him in a dreamy exhalation of his name.

“Raha?” she all but whispers, nearly lost under the pattering of the rain. Contrite as he is it is enough to blanket his lips in a lovesick smile. He turns around to see her sitting up in her bed, the quilts pooled around her waist. She is attempting to rub the sleep from her eyes with the heel of her hand.

“Apologies, my friend,” he beseeches her. “I fear I lost track of time this evening.”

Her only answer is a tired “Mmm,” and her hand stretches out for him in the dark. He crosses the room to take it, sitting at the edge of her bed. Her fingers are lax and sleep-warm against the crystal of his own.

“Perhaps it is my old age rearing its head.”

She laughs, shaking her head. “Nonsense.”

“I am sorry. I should have paid attention to the hour. My carelessness has cost you your entire evening, and after you had gone to the trouble to bring back such a thoughtful gift…”

“Do you like them?” she asks. She cocks her head expectantly

Best healer is one where you don't getmade fun of because gender norms is bullshit.

How long would it take me to go through 4.1-4.5? Thinking about resubscribing.

Go back to Wow

There are clothes for him in her wardrobe, clean and dry and waiting. He shivers as he sheds the soaked through layer of his robes and trades them for a soft, white shirt and a simple pair of breeches. Suddenly, the rain begins to fall harder. It pounds against the glass panes of the closed window. A gentle roll of thunder somewhere in the distance reverberates through the walls.

There is a soft sound behind him, clean sheets over a feather bed followed by a tired sigh. It echoes in his ears. Her voice, hoarse with sleep, calls out to him in a dreamy exhalation of his name.

“Raha?” she all but whispers, nearly lost under the pattering of the rain. Contrite as he is it is enough to blanket his lips in a lovesick smile. He turns around to see her sitting up in her bed, the quilts pooled around her waist. She is attempting to rub the sleep from her eyes with the heel of her hand.

“Apologies, my friend,” he beseeches her. “I fear I lost track of time this evening.”

Her only answer is a tired “Mmm,” and her hand stretches out for him in the dark. He crosses the room to take it, sitting at the edge of her bed. Her fingers are lax and sleep-warm against the crystal of his own.

“Perhaps it is my old age rearing its head.”

She laughs, shaking her head. “Nonsense.”

“I am sorry. I should have paid attention to the hour. My carelessness has cost you your entire evening, and after you had gone to the trouble to bring back such a thoughtful gift…”

“Do you like them?” she asks. She cocks her head expectantly

I find it kinda funny Classicucks feel so intimidated that they need to sabotage XIV thread lol

>Buff NIN
Mudras only interact with mudras and other skills don't auto-fail them.

Minimum of 10 extra potency on every skill

Cooldown on trick attack doubled

Range on shukuchi doubled, increases potency of attacks for a few seconds after use.

>Nerf MNK
Every weapon is now fuzzy mittens.

I realize it must be... unsettling at first glance.” An attempt at a chuckle comes out instead as a nervous, dry wheeze. “The magic provided to me by the Tower comes with a price. One I fear I had little choice but to pay.”

“Does it hurt?” she asks in an uncharacteristically small voice. G’raha smiles.

“No,” he reassures her. She takes his gemstone hand in hers, turns it over so that his palm faces up. The pad of her index finger slowly traces along a deep, aurum vein. “I can still feel much through it but the sensation is almost… dulled. Heat and cold are the strongest, and the rest is mostly pressure.”

Artemesia seems fascinated. Relieved as he is that she is not totally repulsed by his condition, the urge to hide himself still eats away at him. The hand that is yet flesh and blood clutches at his shoulder in a shy attempt to cover himself. She takes notice. “Is something wrong?”

“No,” he says quickly. “I only… I feel silly now, even as I think to say it.”

“Tell me.”

G’raha turns his head to look away from her, lest she catch sight of the beginnings of tears burning behind his eyes. He feels ashamed. Certain as he is in the knowledge that she would never spurn him for the magic encasing his body, his words feel almost unworthy of her. “I regret that I cannot come before you as the man you knew once before. When I was still… whole.”

“Oh,Raha.”

“A ridiculous thought,” he mutters. Artemesia shakes her head. Her knuckles gently brush over his cheek and when he meets her eyes they are tender with concern.

What's the best ranged DPS right now?

Remove trick attack, remove greased lightning and make the max rank a trait.

G’raha Tia loves her. He loves her so, so much he feels completely incapacitated by it, and in that moment she has never been more beautiful to him. The heart of this woman inspires him every step through their journey together. He has no doubt she will continue to do so until the end of his days.

“And…” Her hand presses against his chest. She gently coaxes him to lie back against her pillows, essentially reversing their roles from moments ago. Artemesia settles her body over his. He can feel the warmth of her soaking into him. “If I have to spend the rest of the night convincing you as such…” She trails wet kisses past his mouth, over his chin and down towards his throat. “... I will.”

Outside, the wind howls at them as if it demanding to be let in. The deluge of rain yet beats away at the glass. They do little to drown out the trembling moan that tumbles from his lips at the raw edge of her teeth. It was not a full bite, not by far, but it is enough to set his body on edge. His hands grip at her forearms as she laves her tongue over tender skin. There must surely be a mark there now. His head spins.

“G’raha?” she asks meekly.

“Again,” he keens. “Please.”

There is a beat of stillness between them, before she bows her head again to the meat of his shoulder. The prick of her fangs teases the skin there as she drags her canines ever so lightly across. His blood sizzles in his veins. He doesn’t think he’s ever been harder in his life.

I'm not a wowfag. I dont like you guys talking shit over trannies. Yea Forums is deplorable and we resetera are here to take you down

G'raha is shit tier and I don't get how people like him.

There is a beat of stillness between them, before she bows her head again to the meat of his shoulder. The prick of her fangs teases the skin there as she drags her canines ever so lightly across. His blood sizzles in his veins. He doesn’t think he’s ever been harder in his life.

Artemesia descends his torso and leaves a cherry-hued trail of bruises in her wake, each one nursed lovingly to life with careful lips and teeth. Her tongue flits over a nipple as she passes by and it earns her a stuttered hiss. She lingers there for a moment. G’raha thinks he might well burst into flames. He clutches at her, fingers trembling against the flexible line of her spine. She leaves his chest in favor of venturing lower. Muscles quiver under the whisper-soft curtain of her hair. Nails scratch through the thin, tapered trail of russet and silver that leads down into the waistband of his breeches.

“You’re shivering,” she murmurs into his hip. He can feel the damnable smirk plucking at her lips. “Still chilled from the rain?”

The soft plane of her belly drags over the hard line of him and he feelsanythingbut chilled.

She will be the death of me, he thinks. Centuries of slumber, a full-fledged calamity, a Flood of light and an Ascian’s bullet have failed to bring an end to his life, but as Hydaelen’s chosen lifts herself to straddle his body he is convinced that is what will finally stop his poor old heart in its tracks. She gazes down at him, eyes following her handiwork blooming fresh on his skin. Satisfied with what she sees. He is almost hesitant to breathe.

The solid weight of her as she sits back on his hips knocks the very wind from him. G’rahamewls, means to stifle the sound with a hand but she snatches it away, planting a heartfelt kiss in the center of his luminescent palm. The divine heat of her sears itself over his flesh like a brand, even through his clothes. A tentative rock of his pelvis, born before he can think to restrain himself,

>Classic fags think Jannies are after them too
>someone admitted to shitting up their threads with Yea Forums-tier posts and forum copy-pastes
Nah both you idiots are not realizing that people tired of both games are just having fun watching you idiots engage in what is essentially "Xbox v PS" with MMO brands. Jannies hate both Classic and XIV fags while most people couldn't care less or rather see you gone as the MMO scene is seen as stagnant or a walking husk given the top 2 options are WoW or XIV.

>4 coms for him
how the fuck would you know that you lying cunt

Her fingers twist themselves in the airy fabric of her shift. G’raha curses himself now for having left the garment on her person. He’d meant to tease, yes, but as fate would have it the tides have been turned on him. He longs to see her bare before him at long last, itches to map every inch of her skin. Too much to ask for all at once, perhaps, but heaches.

“I want to feel you come inside me.”

Oh,wicked white, he is fit to expire before her very eyes.

Ruby eyes follow her fingers as they trail down, down, down between her thighs. His mouth is a desert as he tries in vain to wet his tongue, gaze glued to where she touches herself. “I-is that wise?” he stutters.

“Well, I…” Artemesia laughs, apprehensive. “I may have taken certain… precautions.” Her eyes flicker behind him towards the bed-side table. G’raha turns his head to see a small, crystal phial, empty and unstoppered. Another flash of lightning streaks through the room, and as the following roll of thunder sounds his lust-addled mind comes to a sharp point. His eyes widen as he realizes. Heat scalds his cheeks as his blush takes on new colors. He buries his face in his hands, mortified and furious with himself. A muffled, pitiful sound warbles from his throat.

A damned fool, he was.

“A thousand,thousandapologies.” His ears flatten guiltily against his skull. “I am utterly undeserving of your affections. Truly, had you decided to throw me back out into the rain upon your waking it would have been entirely within your right.”

“Raha, please.” She giggles, he fingers gently prying his hands away. He grimaces as he opens his eyes. She simply gazes back at him, lovingly, her easy smile a great comfort to him. “It is no matter; you did not know, and you have long since been forgiven. We all lose track of time. And I would never,everhave thrown you back into the storm.

Remember to subscribe to wow classic

There is something hallowed in the feel of her flesh upon his. He has never been a particularly religious man, but never before has he felt more inclined to offer himself in worship, to lay himself at the feet of another in an act of selfless reverence. Had he been the same brash boy she’d once known he would have taken her in that moment, crushed his lips to hers and swallowed down the cries from her lungs. His years have imbued him with incredible patience. Nurtured by a century of careful planning and arduous waiting, it is the only restraint that holds him back from the blessed warmth of her body.

He tugs at her chemise. “I want to see you,” he murmurs to her sweetly. She grins cheekily at him.

“But you seemed so fond of it before.”

“Please.” He sounds broken, he knows it, but he cares little. “I wish to see you. All of you.”

Artemesia nods. She pulls the shift over her head and carelessly tosses it away with the rest of their clothes. Sheglimmersin what weak moonlight has managed to peek its way through the storm clouds and in past the window. He devours her with his eyes: the fan of her ribs under her skin as they heave with her breath; the soft weight of her breasts, nipples peaked in the night air; the pulse jumping in the vulnerable line of her throat. G’raha does not know where to begin touching her. His hands itch to be everywhere at once. She takes pity on him. Gently lifts his crystalline palm to rest over her sternum. Her heart beats below as powerfully as the thunder roiling in the clouds outside.

“I love you,” he tells her. He knows not what else to say, for it is the only truth he can be certain of in that moment. She gifts him a heavy smile and for an instant he thinks he can see a misty glimmer in her eyes.

“And I love you.” She drops her head and he feels her fingers at his groin. The first touch to his heated flesh is dizzying and his hips jerk at the firm grip of her hand. The head of him glides over her

>clicking
>not just using keybinds to target party members
its always healers that are truly shit at this game
always clicking

Artemesia pants for air. Her jaw lies slack in pleasure, eyes fluttering closed. “Gods,” she whimpers, and lifts her hips but an ilm. G’raha bites his lip in an attempt to keep himself from holding her in place.

“Is it too much?” he asks, worried for a moment that he might actually be causing her discomfort. The anxiety fluttering in his breast waves away with the lazy shake of her head.

“No, no,” she tells him. “You feel exquisite and…gods, I will not last long.”

He gives her a small buck of his hips and it knocks a long, drawn-out moan loose from her lungs. The sound raises all the fine hairs on his body at once. He does it again, tilts his pelvis up and up. She throws her head back, hair spilling back over the wings of her shoulder blades like a pale, starlit waterfall.

G’raha trails his fingers up from her chest and over her gasping throat as she undulates above him. He touches her lips and she pulls his thumb between her teeth, sweeps her tongue over the pad of it. He can feel the devastating edge of her fangs but against the hard crystal they put up little fight. His other hand reaches for her breast and she holds him there against her. He thrusts in as steady a pace as he can manage and is grateful that she is already so close.

There is a hissing crackle in the air around them. Like a quiet chorus of lost voices, so soft he almost thinks he imagines it, muttering in a language lost to time. Wisps of rainbow-colored fire pop and fizz as soon as his eyes can follow them and he instantly knows what it is just by tasting it in the air. Her aether, swirling through the heavy cloud of their breath like smoke to envelope them both in an ancient swirl of lavender and fuchsia and teal. Blue sparks at her fingertips jump across his skin and when he meets her eyes they are aglow. He trembles beneath her and wonders, secretly. Could he drive her into the dread wyrm’s trance with his body alone?

Current WHM is the most overpowered a healer has ever been in this game

>Ultros
>trash server
>zr is trash guild
The only trash guilds I know is the beta male cucks from Giant Bomb (VinCo), and ResetERA (Era).

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Suddenly, the mystical lights extinguish. They dance behind his eyes after they are gone, and before long it is the twinge of ozone on his in the air instead of her primal magic. He feels the lean in her back before she doubles over him. A trickle of sweat drips slowly down from her throat and between her breasts. He bends forward to chase it with his tongue. The shift in his body under hers knocks her off balance but he is there to catch her in his arms. Gently, lovingly, he lifts her so that he may lay her upon her pillows. Artemesia seals her lips over his, tongue lashing against his teeth as he lifts one of her legs. The change in angle makes hersob.

He breaks their kiss to whisper into the flickering fold of her ear. “My warrior, my hero,” he calls her. “Allow me the privilege of your undoing. I want to see you as you come, to hear my name on your lips.” His back straightens as he sits up on his heels, desperate to pull her down into bliss. She writhes against her sheets and when he sweeps his thumb over the pearl between her thighs she lets out a long, high moan that he is almost certain wakes her neighbors. She opens her eyes then and they are wild, wordlessly begging him. G’raha bows his head to her neck, opens his jaws andbitesdown over her pulse. It is more than just a mark to them, to their people and to Keepers especially. It is a promise.

A symphony wells up in her throat as she shatters all around him.

She calls his name. Her insides flutter, gentle at first and then crushing. He holds on with his teeth as Artemesia falls apart in his arms. Her body rolls like the storm clouds above them, dark and violent and every bit a force of nature. G’raha groans against her skin as he tries to fuck her through it, biting down until he thinks he can taste blood at the back of his tongue. Her fingers twist painfully in his silver-frosted hair. She pulls tight against his scalp and the sting brings tears to his eyes. He lets go, shocked at h

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You know there's this magical option called doing both, and there's no reason to handicap yourself by solely relying on either.
>b-but muh epin keyboard memes
No.

What wow classic server we rolling boys?

Final Fantasy XIV is the worst mmo ice ever played

He braces a hand against the wall behind her. The heady tension of lust low in his belly threatens to eat him alive as, for once, words fail him. G’raha kisses her one last time, drinks deep from her lips before she ducks down and sinks her long, jagged teeth into his shoulder. He shouts as the pain arcs through him like electricity. The headboard slams against the stone as he thrusts once, twice more before he comes, spilling himself at her core as lightning flashes behind his eyes. Thunder cracks one last time around them like cannonfire and as it breaks loud and suffocating around their ears she bites down harder. He grunts through clenched jaws, frightened by how much herelishesthe agony behind it. It resonates through him body and soul, some deep-seated primal need to be branded, to be claimed. Artemesia pulls away and soothes over the wound with her tongue. A mark to match her own.

G’raha manages to avoid collapsing over her entirely but it is a near thing. He bites the inside of his cheek as he slips free from her body. Artemesia coaxes him onto his side so that she may weave kiss after kiss across his face. He laughs breathlessly, well and truly exhausted. An ache begins to make itself known in his hips and his lower back, and while it is a welcome soreness it serves to remind him, once again, of his years. Full prepared is he to settle in for sleep with the woman in his arms when she abruptly left leaves bed. His hand grasps after her in the dark.

“Love?” he calls after her, heart stuttering at the vulnerable sound of his voice.

“A bath, I think,” she says, lighting a candle. “I fear you may yet catch a chill from your promenade through the storm. You are still wet from the rain.”

He smirks to himself. “Amongst other things.”

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The Moonfire Faire was in full swing by the time Yuki could pry herself away from her duties long enough to attend. Night had fallen in Costa Del Sol, yet the revelry showed no sign of stopping. The glow of the torches that had been placed every few yalms bathed the beach in a warm, inviting light, while attendees frolicked on the sand, and many brave festival-goers attempted this years’ constructed obstacle course.

With the holiday inviting so many to celebrate it was nothing short of a miracle that Yuki managed to secure a small stretch of the shore to observe the party, along one of the mini-archipelago’s small islands. She folded her scarred legs underneath herself and settled in, the regular splash of obstacle contestants creating enjoyable background noise. Her longsword lay to the side, having been only brought along out of habit.

Admittedly, Yuki had wanted to share the festival with her beloved Cadette, but her darling wife had been called away at the last minute, though she had bid Yuki to attend in her stead. They had planned to watch the firework display together, but Yuki knew Cadette would still enjoy hearing of the spectacle from her mouth.

The moon rose high overhead, signaling the time for fireworks was drawing near. Even the revelry behind her slowed to a crawl as droves of people clambered for last-minute vantage points to observe the demonstration. Young and old alike, all with that same child-like wonder and anticipation glistening in their eyes

First time I'm gonna go to play wow classic. Any recommendations on class and race or whatever?

Dragon Kick applies Leaden Fist only on Flank
Leaden Fist Bootshine reduced to 270 potency
Remove positional cover from Riddle of Earth
Forbidden Chakra reduced to 340 potency

There you go, wiped out the whiners and shitters, fuck Monk mains

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As Yuki let herself get caught up in the magic of the moment a familiar warmth wrapped around her torso, the accompanying weight resting on her shoulder as it always did. Her wife emitted such a comforting presence, even though Yuki knew they were still half the world apart. She let herself imagine though, that Cadette was there with her, enjoying the fireworks beside her.

She leaned back against the soft sand behind her, letting her responsibilities fall off her shoulders, just for a little while. Somewhere nearby a group of traveling bards had struck up a lively melody, encouraging groups of partygoers to rise and dance. A merry jive began to take form, sand being whisked into the air by the multitudes of dancing feet. Children began to race along the shoreline, smaller sparklers in hand as they added their own contribution to the spectacle.

The display began to wind down, the band of musicians moving back towards to the stalls, taking the throng of dancers with them; children following behind with pinwheels still in their grasps. Yuki stood from her little spot on the beach, brushing the sand that had accumulated on her thighs and calves. Once again she brought up her sword, before sheathing it in its usual position at her back. She began to meander back to the mainland, taking in the thousands of small moments as she went.

The performers had launched into another energetic revel, drawing more and more from the crowd that had gathered around the makeshift dancefloor. Yuki gave a hopeful smile, next time, she thought to herself. She pressed onward, moving slowly around the mass of participants, narrowly dodging being cascaded in water as another who had attempted the obstacle course fell to watery failure. More children rushed past her, right on the tail of a Moogle who had come to bear witness to the celebration. It let out an alarmed ‘KUPO’ as a young elezen grabbed ahold of the pom on its head.

>thinking this is shitposting
Come now, if you're gonna shitpost as a Classic-fag at least do your research and use stupid posts from Yea Forums and the official forums to shit up their respective threads. The more realistic you are to an actual player the more receptive the thread will be.

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twitch.tv/asmongold server so I can have a chance to vicariously experience the classic endgame before the game dies off