[ooc note: Voice-testing here! ** Light Endwalker spoilers** I will try to keep it to a bare minimum and keep it light as I pulled her from post-canon. For now, feel free to see a flying blue birb (birb!) or in her seemingly human form. Meteion is a thousand-year-old birb who is super empathetic and has telepathic powers so let me know your permissions]
I. Meteion's dream garden It was a long sleep. From having lived a thousand years, searching countless of stars for signs of life and civilizations in eternal space in her quest to find the answer for her Master's question, to the End of the Universe where the Warrior of Light freed her from the exhausting prison of despair and guilt, she woke up in this world with a light heart.
This place works differently than how she works with dynamis and aether but perhaps the selfsame principle of shaping reality and dreams as she sees fit. A field of flowers with their ethereal glow of hope, the way she remembers the flower fields in Elpis and a night sky of stars inside a cozy abode made in Ascian architect.
That's the scene she woke up to. But there are people here, beings pulled from their worlds. While she can tap into their thoughts, feelings, and she could interact with them for information of this star as she investigated and see different landscapes and environment, a garden here, a forest there, shaped by the other dreamers perhaps? She need to investigate the land and its people more.
In a glow of light, she took form of a blue bird and took flight, glancing her surroundings from a bird's eye view. This star seem to be stable. By her nature, becoming more curious she flew onward to explore.
II. Meteion make contact After her joyful reunion with Hermes, her Master, she continues to venture forth to gather information, curious she is, and perhaps make friends. Perhaps a blue bird flew into your dreamscape, into your home, and there's a convenient window or door open and she flew in.
Whatever you're doing now, she flies around you, scoping out and investigating your cozy home and its environment, curious and wondering what kind of world you're from and she would very much would like to hear your story and your world.
"Greetings." The blue bird spoke as she finds a safe place to perch, speaking in a friendly voice, kind and warm. "Can you hear me? Please don't be alarmed. I'm not here to harm you. I just wish to know your dreams, your thoughts, and your feelings." For science and intellectual curiousity. "I would like to be your friend."
You're not imagining things. The blue birb can talk as if it's ordinary.
III. Wildcard [Feel free to write your own starter and let's make adventures!]
Meteion | Final Fantasy XIV | ota
I. Meteion's dream garden
It was a long sleep. From having lived a thousand years, searching countless of stars for signs of life and civilizations in eternal space in her quest to find the answer for her Master's question, to the End of the Universe where the Warrior of Light freed her from the exhausting prison of despair and guilt, she woke up in this world with a light heart.
This place works differently than how she works with dynamis and aether but perhaps the selfsame principle of shaping reality and dreams as she sees fit. A field of flowers with their ethereal glow of hope, the way she remembers the flower fields in Elpis and a night sky of stars inside a cozy abode made in Ascian architect.
That's the scene she woke up to. But there are people here, beings pulled from their worlds. While she can tap into their thoughts, feelings, and she could interact with them for information of this star as she investigated and see different landscapes and environment, a garden here, a forest there, shaped by the other dreamers perhaps? She need to investigate the land and its people more.
In a glow of light, she took form of a blue bird and took flight, glancing her surroundings from a bird's eye view. This star seem to be stable. By her nature, becoming more curious she flew onward to explore.
II. Meteion make contact
After her joyful reunion with Hermes, her Master, she continues to venture forth to gather information, curious she is, and perhaps make friends. Perhaps a blue bird flew into your dreamscape, into your home, and there's a convenient window or door open and she flew in.
Whatever you're doing now, she flies around you, scoping out and investigating your cozy home and its environment, curious and wondering what kind of world you're from and she would very much would like to hear your story and your world.
"Greetings." The blue bird spoke as she finds a safe place to perch, speaking in a friendly voice, kind and warm. "Can you hear me? Please don't be alarmed. I'm not here to harm you. I just wish to know your dreams, your thoughts, and your feelings." For science and intellectual curiousity. "I would like to be your friend."
You're not imagining things. The blue birb can talk as if it's ordinary.
III. Wildcard
[Feel free to write your own starter and let's make adventures!]