Hello, Travelers!  The Fortress of Meropide is an underwater prison in Fontaine. This building has autonomy from the Fontainian legal system. Did you know that this structure was built by the early exiles from Fontaine? 

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✦ In this video I will share with you how to unlock Super Heavy Landrover Mechanized Fortress waypoint and how to get the hidden achievement "Drzislav's Moving Castle" from this boss. This boss drops Cyclic Military Kuuvahki Core for Durin ascension. ✦ [Note: This content comes from the Creator Experience server]

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Warnings and Summary: Freminet Yume, mention of trauma and inference to killing. Near death experience. Yume OC fanfic. I might make edits to it to improve upon the writing so the post I upload probably won’t be the final version by the time it is uploaded- because things can always be improved upon ^^ Please don’t repost or download without permission and proper credit. I will also be adding illustrations as I finish them😌 Also the songs are kind of a bonus for key scenes in the chapters. Otherwise this is a totally fluffy, sfw fanfic about Freminet and my Yume OC Angelène, taking place after everything that happens in Snezhnaya, and so on. I hope you enjoy 😊 Freminet deserves all of the loves. Angelène is an apothecary and also Albedo’s and Lohen’s assistant, tasked with setting up med lines from Monstadt to the Fortress of Meropide. She’s also in the process of creating a compendium for the flora and fauna of every region of Teyvat. What happens when Angelène needs an expert to show her the vast riches of Fontaine? Wriothesley just happens to know the perfect man for the job. “His name? Oh, it’s Freminet.” Chapter One: Perfect (song: Astronomy - Conan Gray) —————— Deep in the cold depths of Fontaine waters, in the heart of the Fortress of Meropide, Wriothesley was leaning over his desk, expertly pouring his favourite Fontainian tea into two teacups, as his icy blue eyes subtly sparkled, secretly excited about being able to share it with his guest from afar; this may be business, but it doesn’t mean he can’t enjoy himself, or share it with someone else, to help them relax a bit. He wanted his guest to feel comfortable. Especially considering they were in a prison of all places. “Would you like some milk, or sugar in your tea?” Wriothesley inquires behind the tendrils of his jet black unkept princely hair, as he plunked two sugar cubes into his own cup. The pink- haired apothecary sitting on the sofa startled slightly and looked up from her notes, “Oh! Uhm, j- just some milk please… Thank you… Your Grace”, she answered sheepishly, bowing her head in respect- something she knew not everyone did, but she did it all the same- respect was of high importance to her. It helped establish trust and rapport with people; helped them open up to her… And despite her small stature and soft looks, she knew she could easily take down most enemies, so she wanted to make sure those she held in high regard were safe with her. She eyed Wriothesley curiously, finally able to get a good look at the man standing at his desk, fawning over the tea; he looked quite happy about having guests. His black hair was accented with stress-induced silver, and worn in such a way that complimented his wolfie features- even donning wisps of textured pieces that resembled wolf ears. He had a surprising number of scars, including a large one on his throat, which made Angelènes own hurt at the sight of it, wondering what could have happened and how much pain he must have endured to have survived- and one under his startlingly beautiful eyes- but it didn’t seem to take away from them, rather further added to his rugged handsomeness. The attire he wore matched all of this as well: the wraps around his arms and fingerless gloves, the loose fitting tie and fitted button-up with chains and bondage straps. The fur-lined caped jacket and buckled knee-high boots in a navy, black and red colour scheme. Even down to his very demeanour… It all screamed dark and dangerous, yet sophisticated and even near- royal. Perfect for him, being the ‘Duke’ of Meropide. He really was an impressive sight to behold. Wriothesley nodded and added the milk. Angelène took a deep breath and looked around the round room while Wriothesley finished making the tea; it smelled of brine and heated copper- not unpleasant- just different from Albedo’s laboratory back in Monstadt: Of chalk, flowers and the residue of the daily alchemy experiments she had grown accustomed to. Looking around, it seemed Wriothesley was a minimalist, but the softly lit office still felt rather warm, save for the giant wolf motif above his simple heavy desk, which was the only thing she found intimidating. Aside from the desk, the only other furniture in the room was the sofa she sat on and the coffee table in front of her- but from the books on the desk and the well taken care of tea set, it also seemed Wriothesley enjoyed being cozy in his free time, and that made her feel more comfortable down in the depths of the prison. It even brought a bit of a smile to her face. “So…”, he walked over, handing Angelène her tea, “how long were you planning on staying in Fontaine, Miss Angelène? I gather Sigewinne and Neuvillette will need some time to deliberate and work out loose ends before giving you an answer…” “Oh, just until we can confirm the go ahead from Lady Sigewinne and Monsieur Neuvillette for the med lines to the Fortress of Meropide from Monstadt, and”- a knock interrupts the conversation. “Excuse me, Miss Angelène” “Oh- uh. Of course, your Grace”, Angelène responds, bowing her head once again as Wriothesley disappears below the stairs to tend to the visitor. “Why hello, your Grace! We’ve just come to drop some things off- some supplies from Father”, exclaims a bright, jubilant and syrupy voice. “Of course, just upstairs, Lyney”. Angelène doesn’t want to interfere, but is curious as to who that voice belongs- wait… Is that… Four pairs of steps? She swallows in introvert- anxious about the number of new faces she will have to encounter, but cautiously glances forward- curiosity of who the owner of that bright animated voice belonging to, winning. She sees Wriothesley come up with a pale blonde man holding a box and wearing… A magicians top hat? How peculiar… This thought was suddenly shortly drowned out, however, as the person behind the owner of said voice stepped into view from below the steps. The world seemed to quiet and slow down in that moment- everything momentarily disappearing around her save for him- including her breath. Coming up the steps was the most beautiful man she’d ever seen- not that she had really bothered to actually look before… But there was something about him… He had such soft features for a man, even down to his attire; a soft beige and blue oversized hooded sweater covering a high-neck fitted top, and fitted navy utility shorts with straps and pockets. Fingerless gloves, and boots to match. It looked quite comfy cozy. He wore a longer hair cut shoulder-length, with just enough wave to bounce away from his neck in slight curls, and a half over-the-eye straight fringe. The colour was like warm golden wheat fields in the late summer evening. It looked so soft and silky- well taken care of; the urge to run her hands through his locks was almost painful. The prettiest splashes of freckles sprinkled his beautiful full cheeks and the longest, thickest gold eyelashes framed the most dazzling blue eyes- it was like they held the sea in its entirety within each of them. Both the clear, bright sparkling blues of the shores, and the deep, mysterious indigos that held the deepest secrets of all of Teyvat within its depths- and Angelène knew right at that moment that if she let herself, that she could dive so deep that she would get lost in those eyes forever- plunging in, never to return from that lovely abyss.  … Would she want to?  Such a silly thought to hold of a stranger; to seemingly be so captivated so quickly by a mere glance - and yet here she was - ensnared, and lovingly trapped within his depths. Quiet and peaceful; drowning in his eyes in this single moment. An eternity within a fraction of a second. Angelène feels her jaw go slack, and snaps herself out of the sudden trance she was in, also suddenly aware of the weight of multiple gazes upon her in her moment of weakness.  ~

Yeah, plenty of thought's on it that I'm not quite ready to share yet, but I'm sure I'll get round to adding to this as I arrange all my thoughts and emotions it evoked, but for now all I can really say, especially while watching it in a totally clear mindset for the first time in years... Yeah... Absolutely Beautiful piece of creative story telling. It affected me quite deeply, so much more than i expected it to - and don't we all wish in our secret hearts to find that one person we can truly say they don't just look at us, but *see* us, behind all the bullsh*t and false faces and masks we all unconsciously wear day-to-day through life - and not only truly see us, but when we (truly) see them too behind the walls we build around ourselves to keep us safe (or so we think) - We find a heart underneath that - if we were able to~ Ping their beats next to each others heartbeats - and see how well we truly rhyme with them. (Thank you Josh Ritter for being able to para-phrase that beautiful lyric) Anyone that has found that person in their lives i can truly say you're so lucky, and won't deny I envy you - because, it seems to me, that you have truly found a Heaven on Earth. Nandemonaiya, i guess... (And I honestly went intro writing this post without any idea or intention of sharing my thoughts on it right now, yet the feelings somehow find their form in words in tandem to my typing of them...

There are 37 treasure chests in "Fortress of Dome" Eye of Twilight, including all from puzzles and Chirping Secret Treasure. Sometimes I will also do something else for achievements, so I hope you can follow it! 3 achievements are obtained in this video: 1. The Legitimate Don Quixote (at 1:37) 2. Punch to the Sky (at 12:26) 3. Chirping Secret: Divine Enigma (at 17:59, but puzzles at 11:07) Timestamps can be seen in the video!

All 10 Nymphs in "Fortress of Dome" Eye of Twilight. Make sure to complete the latest Trailblaze Mission to unlock this map! 📌 Timestamps: 0:00 - Nymph 1 0:17 - Nymph 2 0:35 - Nymph 3 0:48 - Nymph 4 1:11 - Nymph 5 1:38 - Nymph 6 2:07 - Nymph 7 2:42 - Nymph 8 3:07 - Nymph 9 3:44 - Nymph 10

😍 Kaori Miyazono Characters For Your Lie in April (Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso) Gacha Life 2 Cosplay 🇲🇾

The Central office of the Fortress of Meropide. Why did we agree to this?! edit due to misspelling

I'm sure all of us have a Mitsu or Taki in their lives, or have had or still (Or all three simultaneously - the fact that we're here listening to this song is a good chance we all know what I mean by that) Unlike Taki though, I managed to find my Mitsuha again much easier than him - and unlike Taki, I wish I could find the courage to tell my Mitsuha how I (have always) absolutely adored her since the first words she said to me - and since then, it's been just like the lyrics go "Mou Skoshi dake ie, Ato skoshi dake ie~" - 'I'll tell her, just let me have a little more time to find the Courage to not lose her forever' is what stops me, I wish I could be brave like Mitsuha and take the first step and risk it all, because to gain the love of a person that doesn't just look at you, but "See's" You and the Heart underneath that rhymes so well with their own must surely be worth pretty much anything... (Sorry if this is a little deep stuff for a YouTube comment, but I only saw Kimi No Na Wa last week and just, wow... I've never been so emotionally overpowered in such a beautiful way before, and not long after, purely by chance the 'Mitsuha' of my own life came unexpectedly back into it just a few days later... And since then this film, song and the choice to take Taki and Mitsuha's determination to even just try to see if there's a future there is all I've been able to think about... But just putting it down into words as a YouTube comment for this song has helped get everything I'm feeling seem to make more sense and at home inside me at least. If anyone happened to read this whole comment of my predicament, I hope you find your own answers or whatever it is you may be looking for too, and I'm flattered you made it to the end of this emotional work-through-essay type thing. Nan extj

Motif: What is perfect art? As she wielded her pen for the fate of the world, she forgot the question, yet found the answer. English Voice: Pearl — Cat Protano