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Gridanians didn't live near an ocean. They couldn't always burn bodies for fear of causing a fire. Not every creature ate them, and dumping sites for undesirables and cemeteries for loved ones could only be sanctioned by the Elementals. For the most part, as Gridania had a smaller population compared to La Noscea and Ul'Dah, this was acceptable.
However.
Nyrith Samandri, it could be argued, was an outlier amongst Gridanians, as she had lived with the Sylphs for much of her life, until she was tempted to learn conjury. Their method was much more simple:
Mushrooms.
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- Part 3 of Nyrith Samandri Lore
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Nyrith smiles through walking down the ramp from the Ragnarok. The ensuing roar from the crowd. The abundance of congratulations, reassurances, and words of gratitude from everyone she sees.
Somehow, miraculously, she lasts two hours.
Nyrith tells her fellow Scions that, really, she would love some rest, and some time to recover. That she'll be all right. Tells Alphinaud and Urianger, especially, that she will monitor her health closely, and she will see them in the morning, but for now needs time to herself.
(Doesn't notice Estinien watching as she goes.)
She smiles as she greets Ojika. Smiles until she reaches her room. Smiles until the door closes. She bathes, changes into her pajamas, and curls up on her bed with Taxus beside her and her carbuncle plushie in her arms.
Then the shakes begin.
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- Part 2 of Nyrith Samandri Lore
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She sighed as she looked out the window -- the moon was full. Beautiful, even. Now that Zodiark was dead (what a thing to think, Zodiark, a being of primordial darkness, dead, by her and her companions' hands), it was a beacon of peace amongst a sea of chaos. A final hope against the Final Days. But even that disappeared as streaks of fire moved across the sky, a ringing echoing in her ears and --
Knock Knock
-- she blinked.
Someone was at the door.
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- Part 1 of Nyrith Samandri Lore
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"And you thought," she swung her staff down towards his shins and he neatly stepped over it without breaking stride, the hulking giant of a Garlean, "that you could fucking leave me behind? Are you kidding me?"
"Did I not," Zenos shot back haughtily, "consume the remaining aether of a godsdamned planet in order to reach you and yet what do I find but the embodiment of despair holding you in its clutches? How utterly banal. A little spar seems a trivial reward in return."
That's it, Nyrith thought, I'm going to kill him.
Or my Warrior of Light, the end, and carrying on. Whether Zenos wants to or not. And what that means for them both.
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- Part 1 of NyrithxZenos AU
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Lore for Nyrith Samandri, WoL in Final Fantasy XIV
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It takes longer than a week to heal.
Or: the Warrior of Light's recovery after the End, ft. white mages, conjurers, and an ever-devoted dragoon.
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14 Feb 2026
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[Endwalker Spoilers up to MSQ: In from the Cold] It is one thing to make it back to camp safe and find everyone free of injury. It is another entirely to come to terms with what happened in order to make it there. Sometimes one's reflection is more accurate in another's eyes.
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The cold is painful, but it is real. Real in ways the past handful of hours couldn’t hope to be, real in ways the nightmares will be when she surrenders to the night and the exhaustion that lingers dangerously against her mind.
She checks her hands for the third time in the past hour. They’re still hers. She expects them not to be.
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14 Feb 2026
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"Meracydia would suit us very well," he said very slowly and softly, watching her for any reaction. | After the events of Endwalker, Zenos has some suggestions for how the Warrior of Light might spend her time.
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12 Feb 2026
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‘Well then, Miss Featherington,’ Benedict Bridgerton said, looking down at the lady on his arm fondly. ‘I will offer you a better deal.’
‘Oh?’ Penelope said, looking interested. ‘What are your terms, Mr Bridgerton?’
‘If neither of us are wed, or seriously courting, by the end of next season, we shall be married.’
Penelope Featherington receives a surprise offer from a gentleman - will it lead to her romancing an unexpected Mr Bridgerton?
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02 Feb 2026
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A Lesson in Disgrace by Scorp112 for Kathy0518
Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn
28 Nov 2025
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A thoughtless insult from Colin sets Penelope and Anthony on a course neither expected.
What begins with letters becomes love, and what should have been simple becomes anything but.
Not all dangers come from scandal.
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31 Jan 2026