As you may have guessed by all the egg decorations, it is indeed Hatching-Tide season! And also Little Ladies’ Day… season? But whatever, because of the two, Hatching-Tide is a little more colorful and fun featuring a lot of interesting history!...
Howdy, P’poldestrians! It’s been a while, but I’m finally back in Eorzea! Don’t tell anyone. I don’t think I’m allowed, technically speaking, you know, from like a legal standpoint. But what are they gonna do?...
Yoho, P’pol pals! Or, as we say in my new clan, P’poldelly-do! It’s me, P’pol, the world’s number one best banished escaped convict and truth seeker who writes for The Babbler!...
Howdy-do, P’pollerinos! It’s me, P’pol! P’pol Orubasay! Don’t tell me you forgot about me already, did you? Admittedly, I was pretty worried myself there for a bit that I would be lost to time… somehow, my original plan for a prison break got out!...
Hiya friends! It’s me, Prisoner 841773, but you can call me P’pol! That’s right! I am in the slammer, a real pig in the pen… I don’t really like calling myself a pig because it feels mean and I have it rough as it is now, but what can you do!...
Friends, friends, and friends (You are my friend, there is no alternative), it is I, P’pol Ban Orubasay, coming to you once again from sunny (figuratively!) Garlemald! I’m not sure if these have been getting through, as the censors now scoff when they see me come into the mail room!...
Howdy P’polsters! It’s your favorite field correspondent, P’pol Orubasay! Last we spoke, I got really into music while waiting for Ishgard to grant me safe haven! It was a long and arduous wait, and after months and months… Still nothing!...
Hello all! I am writing to you from my extended vacation home in the non-extraditable tundras of Coerthas! Last time we spoke, I got to show you all the wonders of this frigid and uninviting land and its people!...
Hello readers! It’s been a while! After my last story definitively PROVING that Hydaelyn is a cube (or at least flat), I had to go into hiding until the heat died down....
Another number goes up on the collective counter! What does that mean? Not a ton! But just as the arrival of Spring can symbolize new life, the coming of a new year is a marker to usher in rebirth!...