Baby, I did it all for you, did it all for you Come hell or high water, come hell or high water
Part of Sidurgu will always be a bit resentful towards any WoL that walks the path of the dark knight because of the connection to Fray that they have. An even larger part of him is bitterly resentful toward Fray themself. Why wasn’t he allowed a chance even to just gain closure, let alone guidance while he’s suddenly thrust into the role of being both protector and guardian to a young woman who needs someone to care and love for her.
Sidurgu isn’t that old and he’s lost so many people in his life. That’s he even was able to find a way to open his heart to Rielle shows how desperately he wants to make a connection himself, and he always wonders what it is about him that’s so cursed that anyone that gets close ends up leaving - one way or another.
It easier to be bitter and guarded than to let himself feel.
they got matching(?) sweaters 🥰
Thoughts percolating during raid and because of the dash convo:
Erenville... if he had a class would be archer? Bard? i don’t know if he’d be a full bard but I can see him using a bow. and a dagger. Maybe a custom class like how Ryne is a custom one.
G’raha defaults more to healing but can tank. Every WOL under the sun is a dps so that’s never needed.
Estinien: Dragoon ofc.
Sidurgu: Dark knight.
Aymeric: ... so I know canonically he’s paladin but I fucking hate that. Dragoon doesn’t fit him either, though if the dragon’s blood gets stronger i can see it. Machinist, maybe?
I’ve been trying to find a good image to reblog for this but none of them fit to w/e
Just know that Estinien, Sidurgu, G’raha, and Aymeric are all part of the fang crew.
That night at Moghome...Rielle came out for a midnight snack
i believe it was my brother who brought it up but now i keep thinking about how Sidurgu's epithet is "Of the Obsidian Heart"
like, on one hand, he's probably trying to get "black-hearted" across
but also Obsidian isn't exactly the strongest thing out there.
I do not recall if Epithets are chosen by the person or not, though some cases are rather amusing (Aymeric ? Why "The Blue".) but also kinda makes "Of the Obsidian Heart" a little more heartbreaking, no pun intended, because of. The fragility.
Or mayhap I'm overthinking it but still. He's really just going around saying his heart is black and incredibly fragile.
The wording made her prepared to answer the question, and yet the accusatory tone threw her off course, as Yeri looked briefly startled.
“Not…natively, if that’s what you’re asking.” Yeri said, “I used to come here when I was younger with my family. They were merchants, so travel into the city wasn’t as hard..” She muttered, reaching up to scratch gently at one of her ears.
“But now that the city is open, I find myself traveling in more often than not.” Yeri chuckled slightly. “The perks of an adventurer, I guess.” She shrugged.
All it would take was a glance at her to know she couldn’t have been a native of Ishgard. They were elezens to the core with a smattering of hyur. Even miqo’te and lalafells stood out like a sore thumb. Auri knew better than to be seen alone, or without being heavily armed - and viera?
Sidurgu knew of their kind. They were far more common away from the coerthan cold, and he had met them during his time training and traveling with Ompagne and--
“You have to know how they treat outsiders here. Why would you bother to return? No one in this city holds any care in their hearts for you.” It was cruel to say, but it was... the truth. Ishgard was incredibly xenophobic. To say racist was wrong; they would have been equally judgmental to the elezen that came from the forests south of them.
Erenville: Switch. Bratty vibes either way. He will frustrate you.
Aymeric: He’ll try to pretend he’s a top, but a bottom.
Estinien: Top, but like... vaguely hesitant
Sidurgu: Firmly top only
Lucia and Lyna: More top vibes, but can switch
This wasn’t the first time this particularly shade, this remnant of his past, had come back to beckon towards him. He knew them well, as did he know the face that was hidden behind the mask they now always wore. Or... once he had known their face. Try as he might now to bring it to his thoughts, all Sidurgu could find were blurred memories that were warped and stained with the decay of time.
Rielle was gone. If she were here Sidurgu’s focus would be on her, to the point where he could block out the specter. In an effort to ensure the remnants of her childhood had happy memories, he had reluctantly allowed her to meet some of the children of more trusted houses, or once noble homes. Both the famed Warrior of Light as well as the Fortemps house spoke well of the de Jervaints and the only daughter that remained, and for the night Rielle was spending it with Laurissa. It would be good for her. Sidurgu had no doubt they would form a fast friendship. It would give her another to rely upon and soon she wouldn’t need him.
There was a melancholy in that line of thinking, and it had led him out into the cold of Coerthas. It was hard to feel much of anything when one was too busy focusing on not freezing in the subzero temperatures, and battling against the cold was preferable to being alone with his thoughts.
But being alone meant there was no distraction from the shade.
“... Fuck off.” His words came out in a puff of heated air. Out of the corner of his eye Sidurgu caught sight of a passing young man, likely one of the tradesman who worked at the Falcon’s Nest, and it was clear from his startled and worried expression he had thought the auri was addressing him. Sid could only sigh at that as his voice dropped even lower. “You’re dead. You’re not real.”
im drk main..
Sidurgu has a lot of issues with expressing that he cares for or even loves another person and it all stems from Fray.
When he was saved by Ompagne, Sidurgu was still a fairly angry and withdrawn child who was suffering from the trauma of both being displaced and losing his family. It was his friendship with Fray, the other child under his master’s tutelage, that helped him start to thaw and become more open and receptive to the idea that he could care for others again.
And love others again.
Their relationship, the actual culmination of it, was shortlived and Fray was cut down by the Holy See. That, along with Ompagne’s death, both shattered the fragile bubble of hope that Sidurgu had allowed himself to begin to form.
It’s why he’s been so reluctant to form a bond with Rielle, and equally why he’s determined to protect her (and bond with her).
It also means that Sid will... never be entirely comfortable with any warrior of light that has gone the full dark knight path. The thought that they might be able to bear a piece of Fray with him, the person that Sid has lost, is a bitter pain he isn’t ready or capable of coming to complete terms with.
What type of touch do you possess? (Sidurgu edition)
you are an intense feeling that energizes others. you feel it throughout your body, oozing out of your fingertips. you're the bustling subway stations, the final goal that wins the game, and the tilting point of going down a rollercoaster. you're keep the group on their toes and always suggest new and exciting things to do. everyone loves the energy you bring and your eyes that seem to light up and brighten the room. you hate doing the same things everyday and completing monotonous chores. keeping moving and active is how you feel alive. after all, what's the point of living life if you cant enjoy it to its fullest?
I’m horribly lazy and don’t feel like making icons so I have none, but imagine one of Sid looking judgmental at the recent dash convo with just the strong vibe of die with it.
⚱ ... sidurgu! SURPRISE MOFO.
Send in a “⚱” for my muse to tell yours whether they’d smash or pass
The grin on her face grows slowly, a little hum of thought leaving her lips as her brows raise. There’s only a moment of consideration before she speaks, leaning her chin in her hand. “Aye, i’d smash~ if th’ man’s lookin’ t’ tangle with a pirate lass, i’d be more n’ happy t’ oblige..” She winks, tipping her hat back with her free hand.
i should be studying but i couldn't be at peace until i drew this
This just in: during my Mental Illness night, I’ve further fallen in love with Sidurgu and wish to see Arkhe kiss him tenderly.