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!...
A Hunter’s lifestyle is one with minimal downtime. Each second away from the field is one that allows for dark forces to gather. The few days spent attending the funeral of Efraim, while necessary, resulted in many new reports stacking up in the Guildmarm’s inbox....
Well! Hello! Again! I was not expecting to have to do this so soon again… But Lopp said, “Jiyoo, if you do not, how will the world know of your incredible discoveries?...
It is a solemn day for our Hunters. Their previous foray into the wilds left them bruised, broken, and in the case of the stalwart Blade, Efraim, unable to return from battle and on his final journey to reunite with the Aether....
For those unfamiliar, Hydras are legendary beasts (some might say monsters) known for a unique trait that makes them nigh impossible to slay for a typical warrior. With a long, exposed neck, one would assume that this would be its weakest point, something to strike with fury before the battle grows out of hand....
You know, The Babbler isn’t the only paper floating around in Eorzea. There are a few with storied histories stretching all the way back to before the Calamity. Some of their older issues are hard to find, but luckily, thanks to leftover Allagan technology called the Internet, copies of their articles do still exist!...
Last Thursday, an adventurer reached out to The Babbler to share their story of something remarkable on Primal: An unexpected first-pull clear of The Weapon’s Refrain (Ultimate), with a group made entirely on Party Finder!...
Hello adventurers! For everyone who equips themselves and heads out into the untamed wilds, there is a different dream to reach for. Some seek fame and glory, others treasure, and for some, it is to transform themselves into the best version of who they want to be....
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!...
Have you ever been in a supermarket to get just one thing, but it feels as though the universe deigned to trap you there by sending all the worst people out at once?...