The "Be My Valentione!" Creative Writing Contest (NA) - OFFICIAL ENTRY THREAD

Dear Alexander,
I don't know where to begin to explain how I feel for you, in fact I'm not even certain you know how to read, but I have to get this message out to you, in one way or another, even if it ends with me confessing these feelings up front to you in the middle of a time stop. There is something alluring about you... that I just cant quiet explain... This is all very complicated for me, but I'll make it short and simple. I have fallen for you, a primal... a ROBOT. I don't even know where I could begin to explain this back to my friends back home in the Lavender Beds! By the twelve, I don't even how you would ever get to meet my friends here! I'm pretty positive you wouldn't fit in our front yard... You're about the size as the ward, no offense. Ugh, anyways! I'm not one to write my feelings out on paper like this, especially to someone I've faced in combat many times before. Are you capable of love, my dear primal? I refuse to believe that you are just a killing machine... is it possible that the meal I ate before encoutering you was aphrodisiac-filled? I feel like a fool pouring out these emotions to a robot that may possibly end my life for wasting his time.

Alexander my primal, would you be my special someone this valentine's day? Everyone needs someone to love, am I wrong? Even robots.... right?

Truly yours, Very Soft.

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My character is Very Soft from Leviathan server, if I am a winner I would like the Mandragora Choker please, thank you!

Ysayle,

Just to the southeast of Namai, there is a copse of plum trees.

I am told that their blooms herald the coming of spring. Do you remember a time when spring came to Ishgard? It must have been beautiful, once. The warmth of the changing seasons. The sigh of melting snows. Spring in Dravania, too, must have been the same - there was a time when Zenith was whole and proud, wasn’t there? I should have liked to see it all with you.

I could wax poetic, you know. I could say that the night winds are reminiscent of your hair and that I see your eyes in every star, or that I hear your voice in the hum of ocean waves, but I know that these things would make you sigh rather than smile. And above all things it is your smile that I long to see, so... I will refrain. Instead I will say that I miss you and when my shoulders are heavy with the weight of war it is always you I think of.

Are you listening? Need I say the words that stir an ache in my chest? You lit a fire in me, Ysayle, and I hope you can still see its brightness from where you reside.

There is only one thing I would ask of you now. I know it to be selfish, but... I shall ask it nonetheless.

I would ask that you wait for me. I want to show you the plum blossoms.

I shall store all my unspoken love behind my ribs until the day we meet again. ‘Til then, know this: of all things, there is nothing I have loved more than you.

Ever yours,
Vihme

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character: milk bread
world: ultros
bluebird earring

To the eternal custodian of my heart, who fool handily knows not what he's done.

To the vile man who left me slack jawed at pure might, fully befuddled and wishing to fight not only upon the streets but amidst silk sewn sheets. How I found myself angry with passion and wishing your cold eyes would bore into me once more.

To the kindred soul hungry for battle, the one and only you, Zenos. You've ripped my pride asunder and dare steal my heart. Only to leave me restless at your untimely act of cowardice. I wait for the day I see you again and we embrace our weapons a hundred fold. Until then I will shower my abhorrent love for you upon the lineage you hail from.

With all the love and grace of your favorite katana, your only friend..

Abel Zion



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Abel Zion
Noble Barding
Ultros

To my first love, Twintania,

For the past four years, my love for you has burned like the damage-over-time from your liquid hell. Do you remember when we first met? I never expected such beauty to be locked in the Binding Coils. It was almost as if you were restricted from the realm for several months.

We stood there, our eyes locked for what seemed like forever... as I stoneskinned my party... one-by-one. It was a futile effort. Within mere moments, your death sentence felled my tank. Oh! How I trembled as I, an inexperienced white mage without the knowledge of thaumaturgy and swiftcast, slowly cast a raise upon my unconscious tank. When next our eyes met, you could not contain the fires of your passion! Nor could I as I basked in the heat of your fireball, my party frozen in awe of your conflagration.

Asclepius tried to slither between us, but he could not keep me from you, Twin! When you dived at me, I knew that you felt the same as I did. The force of your love knocked me into a purple oblivion. I came to only to be blinded once more for the love in your aether was profuse. The emotions that we shared confused us both—a confusion that you represented in the twisters you hurtled. Like our passion, they exploded and consumed everyone.

I was stunned by you, Twin—and not just by the dreadknight that approached me. You threw everything you had at me, but alas! Our time had to end. I will miss you forever; however, as a wandering minstrel reminded me, you live on in the unending coils of my heart.

Your truest love,
Bara

Character: Bara Monokuro
World: Balmung
Prize: Noble Barding

Lyse,

Doubtless you will find this letter strange. I've never spoken a word aloud in the time we've known one another, nor written one down outside of paperwork. But wordless nods of the head and meeting my fist to my palm can only go so far in expressing how I feel.

When I first met you, as a fresh-faced traveller who had no clue of the destiny that lay before her, I admit I was unimpressed. But as time went on, and I met you, truly you, I couldn't help but feel a stirring.

As a Qestir, it was a fact of life that words were lies. All beings on this star could only be trusted by their actions, and nothing else. But you've shaken the very core of that belief, that upbringing. When I hear you speak of love for a home you've lost, a sister you still honor, and a duty to uphold, I feel your conviction. I feel your pain, your longing, your laughter and your happiness, all at once. If your words were merely words, then I would not be writing the first letter of my life.

I am aware your life is busy in Rhalgr's Reach, and indeed all of Ala Mhigo. But this Valentione's Day, nothing would make me happier than setting aside one measly day to spend together. We could sit, side by side, in the palm of the Destroyer, and watch the sunset.

I'll let you do the talking.

Yours,

Yesugen Qestir

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Character is Yesugen Qestir on Balmung, and I'd like the Scarf of Wondrous Wit!

Dear Ser Aymeric de Borel,

What will be stranger to you, I wonder -- to receive this letter where my heart is laid bare, or to know even I, who stood beside you at the Steps of Faith, quake in my boots when I imagine uttering such words to your steeled, handsome face?

When we first met, you said my reputation "towered over all”. I must confess at the time I did despise you, for as a Miqo'te woman I only find myself tall in the company of Lalafels, and did think you presumed to call me short in jest.

I see now you were earnest, and I did presume too much.

Others speak highly of your keen sense of justice, but ‘twas your dinner invite did set my heart aflame. Many see me a tool of war, a spear to be pointed at a foe. Oft do I dwell if I am valued by others on the merits of my martial prowess alone, but a dinner invite? Not only did I arrive to find a meal prepared for me, I was not even asked to kill wild beasts to procure ingredients first! To be provided such a feast with nothing asked in return but my company -- such magnanimity we adventurers do not know.

‘Tis strange, isn’t it? I have faced countless eikons, but your eyes across a dinner table cause me to falter. To even return your gaze is a task too savage for my nerves.

Make peace with as many dragons as you like, Ser Aymeric. With enough practice, perhaps someday you will be skilled enough to tame the dragon of love in my heart.

-- Crokdia Taile

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World: Siren
Character: Crokdia Taile
Item: Noble Barding

For my dearest bishop, who identifies the loot I bring back from the Palace of the Dead, I give you these sonnets.

Mysterious beauty captures my eyes;
Your face, never unmasked, is my true prize;
As you unseal the bags I recover;
I pine for your touch, not any other's;
Though I am an adventurer, 'tis true;
I'd give up my life of wonder for you;
To finally gaze upon your true face;
Yours is a beauty that none can replace;
Hear my words well, o bishop of mine;
Your figure so fair is my only divine;
To see you on my return from below;
Is to glimpse what only gods can bestow.
Give me your name, so that I might call it;
In hours of darkness, when all is fallen.

You give light to my world, you give me strength;
To return to you, I go any length;
So wait for me, maiden who unveils wealth;
I give you my word, to return in health;
The palace below, fraught with deep peril;
Shan't keep me away, most gorgeous petal;
I shall see you again, dear, when I come back;
From the monsters and demons who're on the attack;
Clad in strong armor made of thoughts of you;
I can't be defeated - My blade strikes true;
So be mine alone in this time of love;
You are a gift from the gods up above;
I promise to love you with all my being;
The woman whose face I shall never see!

((if I win I'd like the Ahriman choker, please :D))

"A letter placed upon Lord Haurchefant Greystone's memorial"
I remember every look of elation on your face as you'd run the cobbled snow drifted streets to welcome me back, every snowflake that melted upon your skin as your cheeks turned rosy red from the sheer smile upon your face.
I remember every beat of my heart, hammering away in my chest as we parted ways, our goals wrought in our minds, praying silently to the Twelve to bring us home unscathed.
I remember the words you spoke to me on that clear snowy Valentione's eve, your love hidden beneath those silver words. But still i heard them. I regret having not the strength to return those words with the fullness of my heart as i so yearned to.
I remember the day my heart was ripped from my chest, watching stunned as you safeguarded me the minions of Throdain. You turned and smiled to me seeing that i was safe, moments before the light sundered your bulwark.
i remember how time stopped for me in that moment as you lay in my arms the same smile upon your face as your eyes close that final time as you whispered "Oh, do not look at me so. A smile better suits a hero..."
Forever in my heart will you be remembered, a love won and lost, yet never affirmed. Though lost, i sill feel you with me, when times are troubled i feel your hand in mine giving me the strength i need to carry on the life you loved and gave to protect.
And thus i write this for you, with my strength anew and you my shield i will continue on this road till ours cross once more, and when that day comes, i will say to you.

Lord Haurchefant Greystone, I love you.

(Allantha Barra, faerie. would like blue bird earrings if selected ♥)

Dear Cid,

I know you’ve been busy with Omega, so I decided to write this to you in the hopes that you may read it whenever you have a free moment. Hopefully it won’t get lost in the mess that must be your workspace…

There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you ever since we investigated the Crystal Tower together, but the timing never seemed right. You were thoroughly engrossed with the Tower, and well, I was too shy to say it to your face. But as the summers pass, I find that I must tell you how I feel before it’s too late. I’ve had too many close calls to be shy now.

So I just want you to know that I love you.

I understand if this is something you’d rather not deal with or perhaps, something you don’t think you deserve. You still have your sins to atone for, and that leaves little time for romantic dalliances.

But I want to remind you that you don’t have to shoulder the burden of Omega—of saving the world, alone. I’ll be there by your side every step of the way. That’s all I ever wish for, whether it’s to be your trustworthy friend or if it catches your fancy… Something more.

In the end, I just want to make you happy, and if that means I have to continue fighting Omega’s gauntlet of trials until my last breath, I will. You’re my guiding light Cid, and please don’t ever forget it.

Yours truly,
- Asiren

P.S. - It was I who left that box of pure heart chocolate on your desk at St. Coinach’s Find a few springs ago. I hope you enjoyed them.


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Submitted by Asiren Shio from the Midgardsormr server.
Preferred prize: Bluebird earring.

Dear Alisaie,

Since it's the season and all


Dearest Alisaie,

I'm writing this letter to tell you that I think you're strong, and brave, and really pret


To my dear Alisaie,

I've never been good at this kind of thing. But I really like you, and I have for a while. You're brave, and strong, and smart, and you really helped me ground myself after everything that's happened since you returned. I'm really happy you're here and I got to know you. I trust you to have my back, so please trust me to have yours, too. I hope you


Hey Alisaie,

I've been practicing my cooking, and since it's Valentione's I made some chocolates for everyone. Let me know what you think and I'll fix the recipe. Sorry there's so few, I ran out of ingredients.

Take care,
Eon

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Submitted by: Eon Reaver
World: Sargatanas
Prize: Noble Barding

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For the stoic gardener, your eyes impassive as a dzo’s, your lips the deepest shades of Azeyma’s rose, I write to thee. Your work outside the Mist’s Topmast goes ne’er unnoticed, your attentions spent on your craft are of the selfsame depth as mine eyes’ gaze on you. What I would give to be the flora drinking daily of your watering can, to hear your galoshes squelching on their daily approach to my plot. I confess it: my frequent visits to the Market Board are just a ruse! I’ve no economy to hear of, unless the riches of my love for you be coin. I simply wish to be always near, to hear the endless trickling of the water, tipped out by your generous hand. Alas, I fear you feel naught but for your trade. ‘Tis as if Nophica’s sweet song soundeth so strongly, so susurrantly, that you cannot shake free. Had I the Tenacity, the Determination, or the Mind to pull you gently away from it for even a moment, I would tell you all I am and all I have is yours. But, beautiful gardener, you simply water and water on.

Your Tulip (and two lips) in Waiting,

Demi Glace
Faerie

(Mandragora Choker)

Wearily venturing homeward,

axe notched and tabard torn,

amidst the clamor and din of trade,

the rushing sound of feet on stone,

and steady chant of lapping water,

with folded hands and gentle gaze,

you calmly wait.



As the nostalgic aroma of miso drifts, swirls,

You deftly brush your hair aside,

Leaves mirrored on midnight water.

Into your arms you take the scuffed, the grazed,

The cracked and bruised,

Then softly, swiftly,

A moment in time too fast to grasp,

The creases are smoothed,

And wounds are sealed,

The clamor retreats and



You nod and turn to the one beside me,

A wave crashes,

The street chatters with itself,



my heart flutters.

Vincenzo Mori
Cactaur

Mandragora Choker

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Black Mage Manderville Bromance


Salutations Inspector! Hope you're doing alright.
It is I, Black Mage Garthas. You know...Warrior of Light?
On this Valentione's Day my top priority
is reaching out to my favorite Agent of Inquiry.
I may rhyme like Shantotto and my Flare burns quite bright,
but my true inspiration stems from the "Gentleman of Light."
When did I first meet my main Manderville man?
Do you recall how our fantastic friendship began?
It was outside Ul'dah. It was after your fall.
Nashu's bomb brought your brains back, and that started it all.
We met Ellie who presented our first puzzling mystery
to track down the Treaty-Blade: a large part of our history!
And so onward we went bringing foes to their knees
like big Greg with his swords and Typhon with his sneeze.
Then to Ishgarde we travelled. A new journey had begun.
We aided decrepit knights! You adopted a son!
Now Omega has threatened a land to the east,
so I need you to join me south of Rhalgr's Reach.
On this Valentione's Day with our brawn and our brain
I'll cast Flare on some ghosts while you SUPLEX a TRAIN!!

Sincerely,
Gentleman Garthas Wattz



Garthas Wattz
Exodus Server
Ahriman Choker

To my dearest,

It’s been a long time, hasn’t it? Over two years have passed since you first came into my life, and with you came joy, laughter, and a fuller appreciation for the beauty within this world. What you do for me is something of the deepest intimacy, something I would never ask of any random person. Between your luxurious looks, your charming sense of humor, and your ability to leave me refreshed and satisfied every time we meet and do our business together. I daresay I could not imagine life without you. After all the trials and tribulations I have endured in these years, through all the good and the bad, you have been there, ready to answer my call whenever I needed your company.

To that end I write this letter, on Valentione’s day, to extend my heartfelt gratitude and affection towards you. There is no other person I would rather spend this holiday with, for ours is a relationship that no one, living or dead could ever provide a true equivalent of. How I long for the day that we may meet again, so that I may feel your hands upon me, working that magic you weave through your fingertips. When I feel the cool touch of your scissors against my temple, I feel at peace, knowing that whatever the style, whatever the color, whatever the mood, you will give me a haircut that will leave me feeling like a new man, ready to take on the world again. Never change, Jandelaine. Never change.

With deep appreciation, Schrodinger D’Catte (Excalibur)
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I'd like the Noble Barding if chosen.

Dear Friend,
It has been over a year now…

I know I have not spoken to you for a very long time. That is not to say I would not give you a thought, but my heart could not bear it.

Spring has come as I write this in the Lavender Beds… I plan to bring this letter to Coerthas to give to you, somehow…

I wanted to tell you… we saved Doma and Ala Mhigo… we are heroes again –but why does this feel like such a hollow victory?

The darkness has yet to leave me since the world turned its back to my friends and I.
Blaming us for treachery which should have been unthinkable- after everything we had done.

You

You took us in.

Called us your allies and promised to protect us against the world.
In our home of Falling Snows…

Everything has been a blur since you took my place.
I lost myself for a long time in this all consuming darkness I had discovered from within.

Never again could I be as I once was before you.

So much left unsaid. Too sudden… I could never tell you how I felt.

It should have been me! You said you could not bare it but how could I?
You were there my shield, my ally, my friend and then gone!
It should have been me.

I wanted to tell you…

The hole left in your shield still haunts my dreams at night.

Thank you for saving my life in so many ways but my heart, like your shield, is unrepairable.

I was so lost and you were my light in this perfidious world.
But for you I try, because you saved me.

Hauchefaunt I'm sorry this took me so long, I love you.

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Letter by Rie Silverwind, of Sargatanas. If chosen, I would like to receive the Bluebird Earring as my prize.

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A love letter to my dearest Guiding Star.

Dear Guiding Star,

I’ve seen you frequently at Talan’s stall. You stand there with your luscious red hair, and dark grey skin. When traveling through the Mor Dhona markets I oft find myself lost in your rippling muscles thinking, “It’s like all of my namedays have come at once.”. I’ve stopped by the stall a number of times only to be rejected by Talan because I either don’t have the right coin or he doesn’t think I am the right person. However, that has never stopped you from telling me in great detail all of the services you provide. You are a thoughtful and caring man always willing to explain to me how to become a master crafter in great detail even when I ask you over and over. I would love for you to be my Valentoine this year and ever year after. For together I believe we can take our rolling stone destiny and wear it smooth and even as in crafting, gathering, fighting, and love.

Sincerely Yours,
The Warrior of Light

Author: Pure Steel
World: Balmung
Prize: Bluebird Earrings

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To my dearest Hilda,

Ours is a solitary existence. Souls born in two worlds yet never quite belonging to either. Shun by one, not trusted by the other. So I went on in life, feeling like I’d never find a place to call home. That is until Nymeia saw fit to bring me to Ishgard. A nation eternally at war both externally and internally, an existence that mimics our own.

It was here that I first heard rumors of the Mongrel. What person could bring such fear to the insulated upper class, I wondered? In you I found the answer. The way you carried yourself with such bravado; embracing the hatred fired at you just because of your parentage. It was through you that I was finally able to be confident in myself and not be ashamed of who I was.

Our time together was brief but never have I felt as alive as I did then. We helped bring a better life to the Brume one bullet at a time. Having you at my back, comforted by your catchphrase 'One shot, one kill!’ as we battled corrupt nobles and their abominations. Nothing beats the adventures we had together.

So thank you, Hilda, for being a true friend. Thoughts of you and your strength have kept me going through the bleakest moments here on the Ala Mhigan front. I long for the day we can continue hunting injustice like the hounds of hell.

Your most loyal Howler,
Dae Nasrina


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Submittted by
Dae Nasrina of Diabolos
Prize: Bluebird Earring

I have fought hordes of dragons. I have fought waves of imperial forces. I have scaled walls, no. I have scaled mountains of corpses and rubble, but I have yet to overcome this obstacle that is my heart. The world tells me I am a Warrior of Light. I have gained the recognition of the world, but that is not the recognition I seek. You are the light I seek. Why do you not see me? I've conquered the obstacles the world has thrown at me for you and yet you still do not see me? Yda can you even read this?





























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Dear, Tancred Waters

I don’t understand why I find you attractive don’t get me wrong you are a handsome man but you are always chasing every skirt that comes along. If you want to find a wife and settle down you should only chase one women’s skirt mine. You are such a scoundrel, bad boy, rabble and a wild untamable rose with thorns. Maybe there is just something about the ruggedness I like or maybe it’s just your pretty face and biceps I found maybe myself attracted too. Yeah, I am pretty sure this attraction is only physically maybe emotional but not romantic. Ok, I lied maybe this attraction is a romantic one.

Love, your secret admirer

Charter Name: Ryuohime Aisenshi
World: Zalera
Prize Selection: Noble Barding

Dear Aymeric,

I’ve come to realize that all the courage and certainty I possess on the battlefield is worth naught when it comes to voicing the thoughts in my head. However, I’ve also realized that there is a real chance I may not return from battle, and with that in mind, there are some things I cannot suffer to remain unsaid.

You once asked what it was that I wanted for myself. What I want is to be by your side. For in you, I see a brilliant light, perhaps only rivaled by Hydaelyn herself, and I am drawn to it like moth to flame. Because of you, I once again believe in hope, in change, in the triumph of good, and I wish I could lend you all of my light to make your dreams come true, for they are beautiful. And how could they not be so, when the soul which gave them life possesses beauty beyond compare?

But I know very well that the pining of just one heart is not enough. And so I ask you- is there a chance that your heart holds a similar feeling? Or should I quell the flame in mine before it burns too hot?

Regardless of your answer, I hope to remain,

Your friend,
Bri

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Sabrien Galesong
Malboro
Bluebird earring

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My Dearest Kotocho,

I write to you for I can no longer contain the feelings I have deep in my heart. Though we only had a short amount of time together, it was the happiest time I have ever experienced. I keep thinking back to the night we spent in Kugane on the pier. You looked so lovely in that seductive bustier that I hand stitched for you, and seduced I was. I long for more nights like that. It was in that night that I knew I could never be truly happy until I had your heart as you do mine. My love is stronger than any worsted yarn or twinthread. I would give anything to have you return these feelings for me. Together we could build a fine life on the shores of Shirogane. If you feel the same meet me in the alley we first met in. I will wait for you there...forever if I must.

Your eternal lover,
Sorriah

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Sorriah

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My Dearest Kotocho,

I write to you for I can no longer contain the feelings I have deep in my heart. Though we only had a short amount of time together, it was the happiest time I have ever experienced. I keep thinking back to the night we spent in Kugane on the pier. You looked so lovely in that seductive bustier that I hand stitched for you, and seduced I was. I long for more nights like that. It was in that night that I knew I could never be truly happy until I had your heart as you do mine. My love is stronger than any worsted yarn or twinthread. I would give anything to have you return these feelings for me. Together we could build a fine life on the shores of Shirogane. If you feel the same meet me in the alley we first met in. I will wait for you there...forever if I must.

Your eternal lover,
Sorriah

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I forgot to post my info and prize choice (I hope it doesn't disqualify me)!

Charter Name: Sorriah Thorne
World: Midgardsormr
Prize Selection: Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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Across Eorzea I am renowned;
A hero to all - Warrior of Light,
But find here on the Steppe, far from my home,
One soul who shines, in my eyes, much more bright.

Though Doman teachings have been known to me,
The Xaelan life took me by some surprise.
And so, on these battle-contested plains,
Did strange new feelings in my heart arise.

Bloodthirsty, I was warned, are the Dotharl,
Facing death gives them no measure of fear.
But in our meeting did I learn the truth:
These brave spirits keep valorous kin near.

Leading the charge, an obsidian mage;
From a life lived past does she take her name.
When first we spoke, my heart was enraptured
By this beauty who is called Heavensflame.

I confess to you, dearest of Nhaama,
Even if we don’t get to say "I do,"
I hope someday, even another life,
May bring together Myri and Sadu.

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- Myriana Ruan
- Diabolos Server
- Scarf of Wondrous Wit

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Dearest Zuzutyro,
I visited you in Ul’dah at The Quicksand by chance as a newcomer to the area. I came from the humble Gridania, having no idea I would happen upon someone like you in such an incredibly exciting place. It all was so surprising, I nearly felt faint!
As an independent arms mender working in such a busy guild, I can only imagine how many men and women you speak to daily; they must all become a blur, lost to the crowds.
I wanted you to know that while you may have not thought much of mending my arms, I couldn’t help but imagine myself in yours! You were tall, well, compared to myself, dark-haired and handsome, and I had to force myself not to stare while you repaired my gear. The way you stole glances at me from the corner of your amethyst eyes made me blush! I was so surprised! Could you have been thinking of me? You didn’t speak much, but I longed to ask you many questions about your life in the city.
I’m not sure if I’ve misread your looks, but if you happened to remember me out from all the other girls who’ve paid you a visit, I shyly ask if you would be my date on Valentione’s Day.
Zuzutyro, you’ve mended my arms and my heart!
Sincerely,
Apple

Apple Azalea - Siren - Bluebird Earring

Dearest Minfilia,

There is not a day that goes by that I do not think of you. You were always so kind to me, always so gentle. When we first met, I was but a stranger to you, and to everyone in the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. A stranger to myself even, unaware of the events which would shortly change so many lives. Despite barely knowing me, you welcomed me with open arms, and for the first time in my entire life, I finally felt like I had found my place in this chaotic and uncertain world. My only regret was not telling you how I felt when I had the chance.

Whether or not you felt the same way, that was not what was important. Never would I ever impose on you, especially if you did not return my feelings. I was simply overjoyed just to be called your friend. The attraction I felt for you, the pull, at first I thought it was because we both had the gift of the Echo. Only after saving you from the Garleans did I realize the truth.

I had fallen in love with you.

Forgive this coward. For all that I could face the Primals without blinking, I could not bring myself to say those words to you. Even now I struggle, to speak that which has been in my heart from the very start.

Minfilia, for you I would have done anything, become anyone, if only to see you smile. Wherever you are now, worry not about this world. I will protect it for you. And when the time comes for me to join you in the light of Hydaelyn, I promise you, I will finally tell you the truth.

Warrior of Light

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Character Name: Suzume Mandana
World: Coeurl
Preferred Prize: Mandragora Choker

You were a blight unto Eorzea.

You’ve killed.

You’ve maimed.

You’ve taken friends and loved ones.

You allowed yourself to be taken into a beast, a… Monster. The eikon Shinryu.

In cutting you down I saved thousands, millions, the entire world.

And yet… Here I am.

The Warrior of Light.

The Savior of Eorzea.

Your enemy.

Whether your body was returned to the Aether or sent to some realm the Twelve deem fit for your soul, I would not like to know.

But I would have one final battle with you. A worthy opponent to test my mettle.

Were we to meet on better terms, perhaps there could have been more.

But you’re gone. And I’m here.

Zenos yae Galvus. Our time was short, and yet you’ve persisted in my mind for months.

May we see each other again, my friend. My enemy.

-Lucy D'yalvol
-Famfrit
-Scarf of Wondrous Wit

Letter to the Producer

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My Dearest Naoki,

I am unsure when if ever this letter will reach you or in fact if you even exist. Ever since that fateful Rising ceremony when I found myself on the mysterious Eighteenth Floor I have never forgotten your glorious face. The way you carried yourself, your sharp eyes, that chiseled jaw, you almost seemed to sparkle as you approached. The others in that room said some really unbelievable things, most of which I have since forgotten, slowly leaving my waking mind as dreams often do but you alone remain clear as day.

For twenty four moons I convinced myself that you weren't real, it had just been a dream as you yourself suggested. It made sense after all, how could a man so perfect actually exist and even if he did, why on Eorzea would he return my feelings. A man so handsome and flawless could easily have any woman he wanted. I decided to try and forget you and move on but some small part of my mind was haunted by you. That vision or dream or whatever it was had been clear as day, somehow I knew that you had to be out there somewhere. That was until two years to the day later, I had another vision.

I couldn't believe it, my beloved was right in front of me. I was so surprised to see you again that I couldn't even get a word out. You offered some encouraging words and then as quickly as you came, you vanished. Next time I will be ready, I will have this letter on me every moment from now until then. Whether you are real, a dream, or a flight of fancy conjured by my weary mind, I look forward to seeing you again.

- Love Uta Fukunui

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Name: Uta Fukunui
Server: Behemoth

I would like the Noble Barding if this is selected

Sorry, the picture was found online and not one I took myself. I promise I didn't write this to suck up and increase my chances ;)

Raubahn,

This may come as a surprise, but I hate you. Oh, how I do hate you, you who have managed to steal that which I have sacrificed so much to protect! How dare you? How dare you steal my heart, do you know what lengths I have gone to protect it?! Years of practiced indifference and apathy, years of missed opportunities, all wasted because of you!

And all undone so easily, a smile is all it took… A single, easy smile on the darkest day and it was all gone, wasted. You didn’t even know me, back then… I was a stranger, and you still smiled at me, it raised me up, made me feel like a person again… So, I suppose I have that to thank you for…

How can I love you, though? I’m not made for such things, destruction and war is all I’m meant for… Pain and sorrow follows my every step, I’ve proven that, I think...

So, I’ll just see to it that you never see this letter.
Love,
Faelan Cait of Diabolos
(Bluebird Earring)

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My dearest Ysayle,

Let's begin where we started, a Play, in Bard fashion;

But word count is limited, so I sing this with passion.

Start...

On our first meeting, you spoke of peace;

Many yet fear you, can hostilities cease?

Iceheart.

Was mine victory true? Mayhap simply more vital;

Thine company decreed their champion a new title...

Icebreaker.

We meet again, twice over, still searching for truth;

Fool's errands, a peace treaty? The reality, uncouth.

Forward...

Our band o' merry renegades, ere nary had been mixed;

Twice tribes had problems, a night together after the fix.

Truth

Hraesvelgr told us all the truth, giving light to our eyes;

Ishgard's fall, Ysayle's love and beliefs. Everything; Lies!

Nidhogg

Our goal now folly, we look to the skies;

To the Aery, we fly! Another eye, the prize.

Home

Plucked from its head, returned to its donor;

Bringing news of peace. To Ishgard! Its owner!

Escalation

You soothed heretic hearts who yet toil.

Thordan and knights flee, bloods still boil.

Confrontation

Surprise! Garlemald is here in force;

Press forward! Now, steady our course!

Intermission: A Jest

An airship so massive, almost ostentatiously so;

Mayhap overcompensating, no sires yet grow?

Always lacking magicks, thus improving technology;

Completing with toys, what they can't with biology.

Her Sacrifice.

Securing an escape, mine savior, Ysayle;

Embracing the Echo, halting their sail.

She's falling!

Save her my Echo! Hydaelyn! Twelvesgods! Whomever!

It's too late!? I failed! My love... lost forever...?

Pursuit

Their crimes numerous, all know, call a jury

Gods know not my Wrath, nor Halone, MY Fury!

Aftermath

We won. It ended. You now mine Icebreaker;

Only you can soothe this Iceheart his anger.

Ice Branded

Tis Valentione’s Day,

Mine only wish, pray;

Forgive me, Ysayle... mayhap, something else;

Grant me the courage to forgive myself.

Coldwave

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Coldwave Frostwolf

World: Sargatanas

Scarf of Wondrous Wit

Dear U’lui,

It’s been awhile since I last summoned you and sent you on a venture. So busy has the adventuring life been that I’ve scarcely had time to rest. Doubtless you’re wondering what I’ve been up to lately. Talking about my recent adventures however isn’t what I sent this letter to you for. I sent this letter because...I wanted to send on you on another venture, albeit this one being different. There aren’t any venture coins placed in this letter, but I’ll explain why that is. You remember the time we first met, how excited I was that a refined Miqo’te like yourself would be working with me, and yet you had hints of worry about performing your services perfectly. As protocol dictates, too many mistakes would cause a retainer to lose his/her position, and yet the more mistakes I saw you make and attempt to cover up, the more I found myself being drawn to you overtime. Whenever I summoned you, you asked me to tell you my heart’s desire. Well, for this venture I’m sending you on, I don’t want you just to explore another land for any material, but I want you to explore your own heart armed with these three words. “I love you.” If you happen to find those same words resting in your own heart at the end of your venture, I ask that you return them to me whenever you feel the time is right. If you...if you don’t feel like I should receive them however, then I pray you hold onto those words until you find the right person to give them to. Until then, this’ll be my last request until I take my leave for Ishgard, for the dragons stir once more for war.

Love, Xenia Symphonia


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Character: Xenia Symphonia
World: Cactuar

If I manage to win a place in this contest, I would like to receive the bluebird earrings!

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My Dearest Alaimbert,

It is my sincerest wish that this letter finds you well and in good spirits. I must confess, I have long considered calling upon you - but am finding the nerve only now to do so. I write for two reasons. First, to wish you a most pleasant Valentione’s day. If you have not yet been able, you should visit the fortune tellers in Gridania. They tell me that honey yellow is my lucky color, thus I hope you enjoy the flowers accompanying this letter. Second, I write with an admission and a proposal of sorts.

Long have I contented myself to admiring you from a distance. Mine heart skips a beat like a giddy child with each thrust of thy mighty spear toward those who would endeavor to make of you the butt of their unceasing jests. If you but asked, I would gladly join accompany you upon the field, ‘til death or ‘til victory, two righteous backends united in glorious combat!

My spear, and my butt, are yours to command, my Lord! That is to say, yours is a cause I can truly get behind.

I beseech thee, Alaimbert, do not turn away from me. I so hate to witness your retreat, but confess that I do delight to see thy departure.

Your Most Humble Servant and Hopeful Valentione,

Oleandre Torchier, Balmung

(If chosen, I would love to receive the bluebird earrings)

my dear haurchefant,

it's coming upon that time of year again to show your appreciation for your loved ones and i wanted to give your loved ones some gifts as well.

i've sent your father edmont as well as the rest of house fortemps some far eastern treats that are popular in kugane! hopefully, artoriel and emmanellain enjoy them, i even wrote a note that emmanellain is required to share his with honoroit. emmanellain has matured quite a bit..i think you would be proud.
for young francel, i had some sheet music written from some minstrels i've met in gyr abania and othard sent to him, it would be nice to see his dream of a orchestra come true.
camp dragonhead received a small care package as well. i hope corentiaux appreciates some futons and doman woven fabrics that are quite nice for keeping warm during those harsh coerthan storms. perhaps our falling snows can become a bit more cozy now.

it has been quite busy over here for the scions and i hope to come visit soon. as always, i love you and i miss you. and i thank you.

jade quarry - cactuar - mandragora choker

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Dear Aymeric,

To my dearest friend, from what use to be just your secret admirer. I served you, as the Warrior of Light and we have done so much together.

I entered your land and was treated by you and your friends with such kindness, I am sorry we had to oppose the archbishop, but we did eventually end the Dragonsong.It led to the kingdom becoming a better place, while we had to stop the threat of Nidhogg and even save your best friend. We did have casualties, but I stayed by your side to help till the kingdom was back to normal.

Now I am in a new nation and only think about you every single day, having to help out a new group of friends to bring their nation back from chaos.

I decided since of the time of the year, I only want one thing and that is will you be my Valentione?

Your Warrior of Light,

Jinxey Royal
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Jinxey Royal Gilgamesh and would like Noble Barding

To Haurchefant Greystone,

How long has it been since I last came to visit you? Too long, for my taste. Eorzea is truly so different now that I scarce believe you would recognize it. Much has changed, yet you and I have still stayed the same. The same two people who would enjoy a frothy mug of hot chocolate, and laugh together over the silliest of stories.

Speaking of which, I have another story for you. After the first disastrous attempt to free Ala Mhigo, the Scions and I decided to take matters to the Garlean's behinds, to the far off country of Doma. I know you would've liked to join me out on the Azim Steppe and in Doma, fighting by my side against the Garlean occupiers. It's just the kind of plan that I know you would approve of, and I think you and Lord Hien would have gotten along swimmingly.

Not long after freeing Doma, we finally freed Ala Mhigo as well. Oh, would that you could have been there to hear the people sing again. It's been quite the arduous task of getting both nations back on their feet, not unlike Ishgard. There have been struggles between the people of what to do now that they're free, and I have been doing what I can to help them.

I always keep your words close to my heart. I fight for those we've lost, and those who we can yet save. You've always been by my side though, haven't you? It's what I love about you best, though I never got to say it. But I'll keep my head high for you, and a smile on my face. It's what best suits a hero, no?

I'll be home to Ishgard soon, Frenchie.

With love,
Xehra Pferin

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Xehra Pferin of Faerie, and if I'm chosen I'd love the Bluebird Earring!

Dearest Raubahn,

I pray this letter finds you safe and well, and in good spirits.

Forgive me for taking so long to write again. My condition necessitates finding a discreet individual to whom I can dictate, and my own scant ability with words leaves me at a loss. My thin prose and Tataru's penmanship must suffice.

To say "I miss you" never seems enough. Does the Sagolii miss the gentle touch of the rain as dearly as I miss you? Do the highlands of Coerthas long for the sun's warmth as I long for the sound of your voice? How long since the last rainfall? How long since we last spoke? I lose count of the days. Often, they seem endless.

How I yearn for a chance to rest, to remain at your side... but I cannot. So long as primals threaten the realm, so long as the Empire's shadow looms, so long as there is suffering, I cannot forsake the path before me. Perhaps someday the work will be done. Perhaps someday I can lay down my sword. Until then, my heart remains in Ala Mhigo. The path may demand my blade and my blood, but my heart... my heart I give to you. It is a broken thing, beloved, but I know you will keep it well.

I do not know whether to beg forgiveness for my selfish desires, or for how rarely and briefly we are together. For both? Please, forgive me. Whatever others may believe of me, I am merely a man, and a foolish one at that. But I am your fool.

Always and forever yours,
Asher


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Letter written by Asher Leoni on Exodus.
If I am selected as a winner, I would like the Noble Barding.

Lahabrea,

To call you a “nemesis” now, in hindsight, would be naïve, I think. Though… I suppose you would find me daft – just another fool – for writing this small bit of sentiment, mourning a loss that was never even mine to mourn. Certainly, if it had been myself in your shoes, you would be celebrating the defeat of just another thorn in your side. Though you may never see it, people tell me this is a good method of coping with ones’ feelings of loss. Of despair. Of anguish.

Even now, I question my thoughts and their origins. Surely, the Warrior of Light has no place regretting what became of you, an enemy who sought destruction of all I stand for and hold otherwise dear. That does not prevent me from feeling sorrow for you, though. To have been smote down by a being who thought himself worthy of being a god… Perhaps it was irony, rewarding your actions and goals with a punishment in kind. But who am I to talk? People revere me as a hero. They sing songs of praise, and truly, there are days where it is far too heavy a load for my shoulders to bear – but I must, for the sake of others. For those who cannot. For those who could not.

How the times have changed since Toto-Rak…

I almost miss when you were the strongest foe I had to face. I almost long for the dance we stepped around one another, when days were easy and there was not so much I was expected to live up to in this world.

Even if I am the only one to say it to you, I miss you, and on this Valentione’s Day, my thoughts are of you.

Sincerely,
Sync Night

(Sync Night; Sargatanas; Ahirman Choker)

Thancred,

Haurchefant calls this place the ‘Falling Snows.’ It is a clever joke, but I cannot laugh at it: the wounds are too fresh.

Alphinaud and Tataru are with me. Their presence is a balm for my pain, but not for your absence. All I can think is that your blood stains the stones. That I will never see Ul’dah again. That they will give me a new epithet: X’shasi Thronesbane, who slew the Sultana. That they will drag your name through the mud after my own while I cower behind the shield of Ishgard.

I want to go home. I want to go wherever you have gone.

If you were to join me here, you would bring my courage with you. It was you, after all, who marked me out. Who knew me for what I was: Warrior of Light, you called me. You set me on this path, beside me all the while. I do not know how to walk it without you.

Your presence would be enough. You always were enough, Thancred. Before you worked yourself half to death and they yoked you with a Crystal of Darkness—before that, and after. If you were here I would tell you so. And I would tell you other things, which have gone too long unsaid between us.

The gods have not lately been kind, but if they are merciful they will hear this, my only prayer: let Thancred come back to me.

If I am to walk in the snow, at least I will leave footprints. Follow them until you find me.

I miss you.
Shasi

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If chosen, please award my prize, the Noble Barding, to Mitsuko Ashikaga of Mateus.

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Dearest Zhloe,
It has been many months since I began delivering supplies to the orphanage… and though we have grown close, I have not dared speak of the depth of my feelings for you. I could not risk the work we do for them together, should my feelings be disastrously unrequited.
Yet these feelings cannot go unspoken; like a child pulling painfully on one’s tail, my adoration for you tugs at my heart-strings each time we speak, prodding me to give them voice.
Your bright smile, your generous heart, your innocent optimism – these are but a few of the things that I think of when I close my eyes and think of you on the days when I’m not making a delivery. If I try really hard, I can almost convince myself that I’m in your company!
Even amongst the colorful denizens of Idyllshire, you are special, singular – like that one crooked tooth that brightens the whole smile with character.
While others’ quirks and charms grow tiresome with time, week after week I find yours only more adorable, continually sweeter with each passing day, like a mysteriously-aging bowl of pineapple pudding.
Though you have welcomed me into the family – which I treasure so – the arms I yearn to embrace me are not Menphina’s. My love is as a child with no home; I only hope that your heart has room for one more orphan.
Rest assured I remain ever dedicated to you AND to the orphanage. If you wish to discover me, you may know me by the heartfelt care I put into making the orphans’ gifts, and by the look in my eyes when I present them to you.
Ever in adoration and dedication,
Your Secret Admirerer
PS. Don’t forget to feed the children!

Tatsu Maru, Faerie, Noble Barding

Dearest Urianger,

As Valentione's Day approaches, I couldn't help but notice that you don't seem to do much in the way of celebrating, which I find a shame, considering your fondness for poetry. And so, I thought I might write this piece about you, to inspire you to find your muse (or, at least, to amuse you):

Every curl of thy lip and raise of thy brow
That my wandering eye doth regard
Delivereth me away from the now,
Unto a place only the mind doth guard.
Thy words, though ardent and articulate
Become lost amid such a lovely sight;
A vision so charming and consummate,
That thy whole visage doth seem alight.
And when the time for speaking doth close,
And the moment of response is nigh,
I reflect upon thy masterful prose,
And fail to stifle my bashful sigh.
For while my eyes hath wandered away,
Mine ears hath also gone astray.

Happy Valentione's Day, Urianger!

Awaiting Your Most Eloquent Reply,

- Beetle Brownleaf

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Entry by Beetle Brownleaf of Faerie. If selected, I would like the Mandragora Choker. Thank you very much for this opportunity.

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Dearest Alisae Leveilleur,

Ever do I toil in the wake of your intrepid brother and his misadventures - as he doggy paddles his way through a sea of self-important politics and dark portence.

Truthfully, I suppress a desperate longing for our days spent in silent companionship, and for those calm quiet nights spent beside the campfire. I must confess that I reel at your subtle brilliance of wit, and the quality of your candor - you are growing to be a woman of distinction.

Still, as fate would have it, we are drawn ever into new conflict, and must delay those fleeting moments of sweet companionship. Perhaps someday we will be allowed the time together - to pass our days as friends, I yearn for a life of simplicity devoid of strife.

Though it might come on the heels of battle, this is the true victory of my heart.

Forever true, your Valentione

Azuru Mitsuki

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Azuru Mitsuki from Excalibur. Noble Barding