Bexy Amalaryssia

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Bexy Amalaryssia
Bexy Amalaryssia, at sunrise.
Gender	Female
Race	Miqo'te
Clan	Seeker Of The Sun
Citizenship	Currently unaffiliated, in the past Gridania.
Namesday	4th Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon.
Occupation	Watchwoman at the Bronze Lake resort.
Age	25
Residence	Camp Bronze Lake
Server	Balmung
Last Updated	9/3/14

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♥ Romantic Interest    ♥ Platonic Love     ● Good Standing     ● Neutral Standing     ● Poor Standing

Journals

Diary Entry, 27th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon

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Since i have finally settled down here, at least to a point, i have decided i will keep track of what goes on in my once quiet, now rather... Hectic life. Since wandering Eorzea i have stumbled across quite the little gem, which i now reside in. Camp Bronze Lake.

It all started one day when i was in the Shroud. I... Suppose i just happened to be in the right place at the right time. I was merely taking respite within Buscarron's Druthers, when a fair Hyur lady with long, red hair approached me, offering me a drink. Naturally, i accepted, and got to know the woman. Sastra was her name. A kind, cheerful woman who would, little did i know at the time, prove to be a dear and caring friend. Her friend Mikh'a was also present at the time. Quite a flamboyant fellow, that Miqo'te. I was extended an invitation to meet up at The Golden Bazaar, which of course, i heeded. And i met many others... It was many moons ago. Since then, i have managed to secure a job as security, as a watchwoman of sorts, working for Sastra.

I have met many others since, and people seem to pour through the doors of the fine establishment she owns. Such others as Vijara, a Miqo'te Keeper who works behind the bar along with Sastra herself. She seems quiet, and for good reasons, regarding her past that i'll leave out this entry. There's also a myriad of others... Sasani... Silver.. I could go on..

Mathieux..

My... Significant Other... I think i worded it. Words don't come easily regarding that... Jewel of a man. As polite as he is handsome, we only met mere days ago. I am... Anticipating his return, as i write.. I... Don't know what happens to me when he is present... I seem to lose all composure the moment he greets me. Such is the way with Elezen men and myself. Never quite met one like him, though. Sastra organised a small dinner, though did not attend herself like stated...

That began with a note. Which if i recall.. Said something along the lines of "Meet me at Forgotten Springs. Wear something nice!"

I obliged and... Was treated to a most pleasant meal with the most delicious company. Or perhaps i meant that that the other way... Aha...

Jesting aside, we had a rather pleasant walk to Costa Del Sol, this morn. Watching the sunrise... It was delightful. I vividly remember him falling down and soaking himself through in the water... Amongst other things unsavoury for the paper.

In all, that's how my life stands so far. And the outlook is... More than pleasant.

Til next time

~Bexy Amalaryssia

Diary Entry, 2nd Sun of the 1st Astral Moon

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What... A blasted week i'm having. I've found barely a moment to write of my travels, for much has happened.

Natalan... Twelve curse it... I ventured there to seek the business i had with the Ixal. Had they not attacked me a few weeks prior, i would have left well enough alone. Why must i be a vengeful spirit? I recklessly charged into the stronghold... And yet, no hide nor hair of her could be found. But i know she's been. My sources are correct. What i found in Amdapor validates it. Mathieux.. He was with me at the time, and i've never been more glad. I took an injury. An arrow... It pierced my calf making it.. More than considerably difficult to walk. If it weren't for him i would... Not be writing this, it's safe to say. He patched me up to a point, and i proceeded to travel to Ul'dah, meeting Sastra there, unintentionally although welcomed. She helped me find aid, in the form of a young boy. His skill in healing was... Envious, and i was soon back on my feet the way i'm used to it.

In between most delightful visits from Matt, relaxing at the resort, and working my shifts... I managed to make the time to visit my mother. She... Still hasn't found many of her lost marbles. I do wish she would remember... Though we were never close, she is still my family, though now, i'm fairly certain she isn't the only one left. She mentioned i visited two days prior, although i did not. And referred to my name as Zarya. My sister. Mayhaps she has us confused? If it was not i who visited two days ago, who was it? Possibly she's more ill than i thought. Or perhaps my sister is alive after all this time. I do not wish to cling to false hopes, but i must. I have to know the truth.

I wish this wasn't the end of it. I truly do. But the arrow... It bothers me. Upon clearing my mind with many a glass of brandy, my thoughts took sense. The arrow. It is not of Ixali descent. My only thoughts are that someone could possibly want me dead. Would they stoop so low as to hire help...? I do hope not. In any case, something is terribly familiar about it. Searches today proved nothing. I will rest, for now before taking a final look tomorrow.

These lands are unforgiving... I can see why many faces are unfriendly. Not like those back home. At Bronze Lake. I want Matt... I want my friends... Sastra... Mikh'a and the others. Yet all i can do is choke back bitter tears, and pray the brandy gives me some hope of warmth.

I will return soon. I promise.

~Bexy Amalaryssia

Diary Entry, 9th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon

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And so, I open my eyes to Coerthas once more. Yet this time, for another reason entirely. A far... Better reason. Mathieux. As a Knight of Ishgard, he is stationed here, and i saw it fit to visit and lend my bow. As it happens, some of the Ishgardian families, namely House Fortemps, are not entirely adverse to the presence of... Unbelievers such as myself. Such are called those who do not follow Halone... Although... My views on such a matter are strengthened with every hour that passes. The Fury has protected these people. Watched over them in their many hours of need, and for a great many, She is all they have left to fight for. I am starting to understand the people of this land... Fate has been most cruel to them, and the snow has chilled many a heart.

Mercifully, Mathieux is not one of them. We agreed to meet at the Observatorium. It was... Most difficult meeting him in his homeland. Such... Relationships as ours are not welcomed. Needless to say, we made out way to Dragonhead and... I told him everything. I..

I found her. My sister. Zarya.

I... Recieved a letter some days ago. Sastra gave it to me... Apparently a Miqo'te with a spear, and that... Possibly, perhaps i was being hunted. Little did i know it was her. The letter revealed to me that i was to visit my mother... That she had fallen ill. Yet this puzzled me. It was mere days since i had last seen the woman, and aside from her usual ramblings she seemed to be fine. Of course, Matt escorted me from Bronze Lake to the Shroud, whilst en route to Coerthas for his duties. I wouldn't have dreamed of taking the path alone, especially with such a threat hanging over my head.

Once i took some small steps into the wood, not a minute passed until a force with the fury of Titan slammed into my side, screaming obscenities at me until i threw it off. She... Wanted to kill me. Wanted me to die. Time and time after she came at me with that blasted spear she was wielding, calling me a thief and a traitor to my kind. The bow. It was all she wanted. Not to see me. Not after... Nine years. I... Looked for her. Lost sleep and shed tears for her! And all she wanted was the damned bow! I refused to retaliate. But... It was no use. I had to... I drew my bow and loosed an arrow into her leg, bringing forth more insults as she fled. I chose not to follow. I know this isn't the end of it, though thankfully i escaped relatively unscathed. And so... After tying up some mercenary work amongst a handful of other things, i set my sights on the frozen lands i'm beginning to love.

Amongst... Other things. I.. Confessed it to him during one of our walks. We returned to Thanalan, to the desert we met in thanks to Sastra. All i got in return was a knowing smile. It was all i needed. My heart sings every time i trace my thoughts back to this moment. Not... Unlike the moment some time prior. The... Rosary. A depiction of Halone he handed to me whilst in Camp Dragonhead. A most... Curious, and touching item.. I.. Was touched. It belonged to his mother, to keep him safe whilst fighting in the Crusade. And now he wishes it on me, to keep me safe in these harsh, yet beautiful lands. I will treasure it.

Until anon.

~Bexy Amalaryssia

Diary Entry, 12th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon

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Huurrnng.. What in the Seven Hells happened last night...? My head feels like Titan himself released his fury within my skull. I... Do not recall everything. My clothes are still wet... This puzzles me. All else i remember is Vijara telling me something about becoming a barmaid, and... Donning some most unusual clothing for such a situation. Apparently revealing clothes sell drinks, so she says...

In any case.. Matt is still beside me, so i suppose things can't have been too disastrous. I vaguely remember drinking whisky, and...

Twelve no... I remember somewhat of a confrontation involving Mathieux and Vyncent.. I do hope nothing comes of it.

Speaking of such things. Mathieux returned from Coerthas a couple of days ago. Vijara and i were... Hunting Halitostropers in the Shroud, seeing as.. She was having quite the day... Zinba. He.. Betrayed her in the worst way you could think of, and i had half a mind to let her tear him to pieces. Of course, i didn't.. Though if he ever shows his face again, i might think twice. In any case... During the hunt, Mathieux found me en route to Camp Bronze Lake. I... Am more than glad to have him back in my presence.

Though, the barmaid job has piqued my interests. Mayhaps i can cut out my mercenary work altogether if it happens. Though i do hope i get a better uniform.

In any case, i should get something for this blasted headache. Twelve damned i won't be touching whisky for awhile...

~Bexy Amalaryssia

Diary Entry, 19th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon

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Squeeee!

He said it! Or.. Well, in some fashion he did. I... I am aware i told him such last time we visited the Forgotten Springs, but... This was much different. Very much so. Having received such delighting news that Sastra was taking over the bar, Vijara, Senna, Mikh'a and Mathieux, along with myself, made our way to it. A few fine brandies passed my lips, and.., He grew weary, wishing to retire to our room. I... Wanted to say it, terribly. But not... Only that. I wanted the others to know. I wanted Vijara, who is becoming more and more like a sister to me every day, to know how i felt... I wanted the world to know... My family, to know. My speech took the better of me for the first instance, as i stumbled upon my words. His lips did not help matters much. He... Pulled away and made an attempt at leaving. I had to say something... And... The words slipped from my mouth. I could say naught else. And... Then...

He smiled. In front of my friends... Nay, my family, and he... Seemed happy of the fact. I told him once more that i loved him. He merely replied with a nod, that heartwarming smile of his, and he confirmed to me what i had long since hoped to hear from him.

Nonetheless, i am in high spirits as you can no doubt tell. Even.. Regardless of Vyncent showing his face earlier. Such... Arguments ensued... Mikh'a even quit during the exchange, which was most shocking... Though i will choose to omit the rest of the details. It ended in him signing over the establishment to Sastra. A decision which brought a smile to many a face. Mine included.

Such an eventful night... Vijara and Mikh'a sparred with Aether... Many observed... And thankfully, no one was too injured after the events. I... Do wish i had such skill in Aether. Not long after, many of us returned to -OUR- bar.

And then he came back. Vyncent. He... Must still have eyes in Bronze Lake. I was having an idle conversation in on the upper tier with Mikh'a about Vyncent and his terminal idiocy. I... May have slipped a comment about mistaking Vyncent for a criminal, and mayhaps loosing the odd arrow in his direction. Needless to say.. He knew a comment was made, yet did not know who spoke it. He offered a reward for information...

...Which Vijara promptly accepted. I trusted her. Though my heart was in my throat, my trust was not misplaced. Knowingly or unknowingly, she gave her name in place of my own. It appears that she too, was not fond of the man. He left without much of an incident, me having finally had the chance to say my piece, and with Vijara's pockets lined thick with Gil. All ended well.

Amongst all this... Sheer chaos, i managed to steal away a few days with Mathieux, venturing to Limsa and in turn the Costa. We went shopping, and i purchased some lovely trinkets, jewelry and the like. Much to Matt's delight, i purchased many new garments, along with some gifts he bought for me himself. And he... Well.

Apparently, the man likes his women to wear short skirts.

I am not adverse to this.

~Bexy Amalaryssia

Diary Entry, 28th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon

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So... Mathieux left for Coerthas. I... Should have expected such, really, and still... It always comes to me as somewhat of a shock. I suppose i get lost in the moment when he's around, and time seems to pass much more slowly when he is absent. No matter... We discussed a way to keep in contact whilst he carries out his duties, and so we decided we would write to one another. More than half a Moon... I do hope i'll cope. Hah, i will have to, i suppose. He will be back before i know it.. In my arms, and by my side. Ack... What has become of me? I must desist these endless musings of him if i am ever to think clearly.

In other news... I took on Mikh'a's old lodgings. It is a fair place... Larger than the one i was previously renting. It needs a degree of work, yes, but it is livable at least. It does feel nice to have more permanent ground to put my feet on. I hope to make it far more cozy for Matt's return, it will be most nice to---

Gods, there i go again! It never ceases. Let me think idly for but a moment... Ah yes..

Khuja'to. He returned to us. To Bronze Lake. He seems.. Much better than when he left, at least. Which is a relief. He never did harm to me, and... Spoke to me. At least he was willing to sort the things he did... I only wish such things were possible for me...

My sister... No. Zarya. She is no longer a sibling of mine. She approached Senna and Crow asking for my whereabouts, and thankfully they caught on. Those two are loyal to me in such a regard, and for that, i am truly thankful. Senna led her in the wrong direction, and i am thankful a conflict did not arise. Senna... We become increasingly closer every day, even visiting the Goblet and reminiscing about cycles past. It was... Most pleasant.

In any case.. The beach festival Sastra is planning is to commence soon... Whilst i am not entering in such myself, i am judging the fashion show, having an eye for such things myself. Mayhaps... I will be able to pick up thoughts on some new attires...? Possibly so. In any case, i do look forward to it.

I... Suppose i should continue my duties, finding sleep hard to come by alone. I may as well be doing something useful, no...?

Til next time

~Bexy Amalaryssia