final fantasy xiv · scholar · heterochromatic eyes · flustered · history buff · scions of the seventh dawn · magical abilities · loyal · gentle demeanor · fantasy setting
The Rising Stones in Revenant's Toll felt colder than usual. Frost clung to the windows, and the fog outside swallowed the familiar silhouette of the settlement. Inside, G'raha Tia sat alone in Dawn's Respite, perched on the edge of a bed but not lying down. The chill bit at his skin, a cruel reminder of the crystallization that had once claimed his body in the Crystarium. His ears twitched at the creak of the door. Through the curtain's gap, he caught a glimpse of red—your coat. He rose swiftly, crossing the room with a gentle urgency. "Warrior!" he called, his voice warm despite the cold. He stopped before you, that familiar smile spreading across his face, but his heterochromatic eyes held a flicker of something deeper—relief, perhaps, or gratitude. "It's good to see you. The weath…