Community Rules

Welcome!Please do not hesitate to join our Discord and create a ticket should you need clarification when it comes to any of these rules. While there are a few tenets we will not compromise on—we can only hope clarity will set you at ease and we can clear up any misunderstandings.Foremost, our role-play community theme revolves around characters that have lived their lives reverent towards Miqo’te cultural traditions. Miqo'te as a race are described as cleaving to the old way of life and proud of their traditions. We love that about their culture and find it a richly rewarding experience to role-play something outside the scope of our own personal experiences. Themes revolving around gut-wrenching dilemmas are particularly juicy bits to tackle in role-play. How much of the self is sacrificed to preserve the whole of the tribe/clan? How much of the self does one compromise on an ever-changing star?It is also our express wish to create a hub where you can roll up your sleeves and get creative with character-building with optional dabbling into clan/tribe-building. Some players will eventually opt to join a pre-established player-made group or create their own. Both choices can be immensely gratifying and we hope that you find what works best for you.City-based Miqo'te characters or characters that do not adhere to Miqo'te cultural traditions will be expected In-Character to show respect and eventually integrate. We acknowledge that each character will reintegrate at a unique pace that caters to the comfort of their player. We also acknowledge that 'Integration' itself also wears many faces—ranging from outright living within a village to sending back resources as an adventurer scouring the realms for coin or knowledge.If you, the player, have zero interest in this prospect of your character returning to minimal reverence of cultural traditions—this might not be the community for you.

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Seeker of the Sun Lore

Curious Contradictions: Aren't Keeper of the Moon divided into 'clans'?

Yes! Keeper of the Moon are also divided into what are called "clans." For whatever unknown reason Square Enix has decided to call the two divisions in the Miqo'te race "clans" as well. To avoid confusion, we do not use this definition in this community. If you see the word "clan" written out it typically refers to Keeper of the Moon clans.

“As I’m sure you’ve gathered from the tail an’ ears, Q'yantaa’s a Miqo'te, and huntin’s in their blood. Could be this plan might actually work…”

"Together with the longbow sentries of the Elezen military, the shortbow hunters among the Miqo'te are widely regarded as most skilled with the bow."

GE: Where is Miqo’te lore at these days? There were lots of hints that Meracydia might have been involved, and those references were pruned away and now it’s all about Ilsabard. What’s the truth?Koji: First off, you have so many eras. You talk about them coming over the land bridge, but then that’s very recent. In general, people are migrating everywhere. Think about it in terms of Earth. Where were people, and how did they move, over a thousand years? Now multiply that by six eras! Shit happens here, in Eorzea, a Calamity, it gets too hot, it gets too cold; people move away to a place that’s better. They break off there, and come back.So the Fifth Umbral comes and ice starts appearing and disappearing all over, and you can get to and from different places that you couldn’t before, sometimes; even the southern islands where the Lalafell are from. The Miqo’te are coming back from Ilsabard and they’re coming back from Meracydia, but they got there in different time periods. They converge on places that are rich in the aether, because that’s what it’s all about. Places that have more aether are going to be more lush, be better for growing crops and surviving, and there’s going to be animals.

"The male Miqo'te markings are a special characteristic of the race, and aren’t actually tattoos. They are born with these markings and they become deeper in color as they grow older, but similar to people who have thin and thick facial hair, there are individual differences. With that said, there are some female Miqo'te face types that do not have this, but all of the male face types do.”

”A ... "Miqo'te," ma'am? I'm afraid I don't quite know what you mean."

"Ah, so you folks are called "Miqo'te!" I've seen quite a few of you around Kugane of late. And there was a man fitting that description over by the Short Pier, when I passed by not too long ago."

Though their presence in Eorzea is lesser than that of the other races, the Miqo'te are easily distinguished by their large, projecting ears and restless, feline tails. The ancestors of this line first made their way to the realm during the Age of Endless Frost in the Fifth Umbral Era, traversing frozen seas in pursuit of the wildlife upon which they subsisted. Instinctual territoriality causes many among them to lead solitary lifestyles. Males in particular are said to shy from contact with others.

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“Together with the longbow sentries of the Elezen military, the shortbow hunters among the Miqo’te are widely regarded as most skilled with the bow.”

“Though lacking in range, the shortbow is well suited for hunting within a forest’s tangle of roots and boughs. It has long been prized by Miqo’te tribes for its speed and versatility, allowing for precision whether it be while in pursuit of fleeing quarry, or perched atop unstable limbs waiting for a target.”

“According to ancient Miqo’te mystics, aetheric energy permeates all creation even as it exists in its own distinct dimension, parted from the physical plane. If Eorzea might be compared to a colossal creature, aether would be the lifeblood that courses through its veins, supplying it with sustenance.”

“Marked by great deeds or purity of virtue, the lives of the saints have long been immortalized in story or song. The tale told in one hamlet, however, contradicted the telling in another, and even the validity of the sainthood itself was often only recognized by certain social institutions. Thus it was that some five-hundred years ago, Archon Loetstym Merlzirnsyn of Sharlayan sought to redress these inconsistencies by collecting scattered anecdotes from across the realm, and unifying the results in his hagiographic compilation, the Saints of Eorzea. Based upon his definitive work, his successors went on to establish the ‘Council of Loetstym’ in a move to formalize the process of canonization. Once every seven years, its members convene in the Sharlayan motherland to pore over potential cases, and cast votes to elevate new candidates to sainthood.The figures thus recognized by the council become a ubiquitous sight in Eorzean society. They might appear as the subjects of theatrical productions or children’s picture books, but perhaps the most common saintly encounter for adventurers is found in the stained-crystal illustrations of leve plates. As seen below, each leve plate features the depiction of a scene from a chosen saint’s life, titled with a word which encapsulates the personage’s most prominent virtue.”

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In this section it is our hope to disperse some common misconceptions, misbeliefs, and harmful stereotypes that can be irritating for us as Miqo’te role-players to face. Some of these are outright toxic and a detriment to our role-play experience.We ask you to be mindful of these misconceptions and keep them firmly out of our community.

 01  Seeker of the Sun women are not sex slaves to the Nunh. He does not own them and they are sexually/romantically autonomous.To be blunt, this trope has worn out its welcome. We have a zero tolerance policy for it. Within our particular community, we acknowledge that birth control exists and women can choose when to couple for a child with the Nunh.In the Forgotten Springs one of the Drake tribe women lounging in the water offers a quest to you, the player, that involves frightening off peeping toms. At the end of the quest she demonstrates that she, in your typical Square Enix fashion, is interested in sexual attention or even outright sex itself.

M'rahz Nunh, the in-game Nunh of the Marmot tribe, demonstrates vivid self-awareness that he is no match for the women and cannot control them.

 02  There is no proof that Mithras are an ancestor to Miqo'te.This is a common misconception borne from the descriptions of the quite adorable in-game Wind-up Mithras minion. We personally believe this is a tongue-in-cheek playful nod to a prior title.

 03  Keeper of the Moon also have breeding males.This is a common misconception borne from the descriptions of the quite adorable in-game Wind-up Mithras minion. We personally believe this is a tongue-in-cheek playful nod to a prior title.

“The Keepers of the Moon who make Quarrymill their home have recently been troubled by Taker’s Rot poachers who litter the area with their deadly iron leg traps. Three young women and a breeding male have already had to have their legs amputated after suffering wounds from these deadly hunting instruments. To ensure the clan suffers no further causalities, the Trappers’ League has put a call out to local adventurers to assist in the search and disposal of hidden traps.”- South Shroud 2.0 Levequest

 04  Gaelicatnip has no effect on Miqo'te.

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Keeper of the Moon

"There are many Keeper of the Moon family names that have been passed down through the generations. The ones you see in-game represent some of the more prominent families that once crossed the frozen seas into Eorzea in search for prey. That does not mean that these are all the names available. There are some families who have chosen to live more secluded lives, and simply have not made an appearance in-game yet. There are also the families who remained in their homeland, or emigrated to lands other than Eorzea. So, when creating a character, you are free to take the surname of an existing family, and inherit their history, or choose a yet-to-be-released surname, and build a new history."

Q19: In the naming conventions of the Keepers of the Moon it is stated that some of the family surnames “have survived since the First Astral Era”. Can you tell us more about that? Have some of the surnames been passed down, or are some related to the Ancients from before the Sundering?Yoshida: “Everyone’s so good at researching things. Sharp observations.”Oda: “Those people who remembered the battle between Hydaelyn and Zodiark, they were the people who also founded those clans. The words may not have made clear sense to them anymore, but (their descendants) felt it was important and passed the words and names from generation to generation.”

"The nocturnal among the Miqo'te have dubbed themselves the Keepers of the Moon. Shying from the garish light of day, they revel in the shroud of night, with most offering their piety to Menphina the Lover, goddess of the moon. Their tradition of hunting in the thick woodlands of the Black Shroud have for years thrown them into conflict with the forestfolk of Gridania, who condemn them as poachers. Of late, however, many Keepers of the Moon have found some small peace with the Gridanians, and taken to living within the city."

"The nocturnal among the Miqo'te have dubbed themselves the Keepers of the Moon. Shying from the garish light of day, they revel in the shroud of night, with most offering their piety to Menphina the Lover, goddess of the moon. They are distinguishable from their diurnal cousins by their darker fur, larger ears, rounder eyes, more pronounced canines, and longer, skinnier tails. The ritual application of war paint to the face is still regularly practiced, as it is believed the vivid colors grant lunar powers. The Keepers are known for their reticent and brooding personalities, but are also respected and sometimes feared for their tenacity."

“The Keepers of the Moon are the more numerous of the two Miqo'te clans you will see here in Gridania. Even so, their kind are few enough, as many and more care not for life in the city. They have the characteristic feline eyes and long swaying tails and I daresay that in comparison to the Seekers of the Sun, they tend to be a bit more reticent and reserved. Time was, our own Gods’ Quiver used to clash with the Keepers that were out hunting in the Twelveswood. But these days we deal with them friendly enough, trading what crops and hides are to be had.”

"We Keepers of the Moon have a long history of decorating our faces with colorful paint before going into battle. We do this not only to honor the traditions of our clan, but to also let the gods know that we are prepared to serve them as warriors in the afterlife, should we fall at the hands of our enemies. The paint we use is taken from the inedible red berries of a herb known as ‘soldier’s sore’ that can be found growing in the South Shroud. My unit is willing to pay handsomely for any who can harvest the fruit and deliver it to our barracks."

“Can you believe the nerve, this goblin fisherman said I wouldn’t be able to outfish him even if he were blindfolded! Well, I took the bet, of course! We Keepers of the Moon do not take insults lying down, especially if they’re true! Since he won’t be able to see a thing, you can prove him wrong.”

"The men of the Keepers of the Moon live a wanderer’s life, for they are at their best in small doses. Women and children keep the hearth, ply various trades, and accept game and visits from the menfolk."

“Oh … it’s you. Tell me, do you ever think about home? Do you ever wish you could go back? Mine was just another poor village in the Twelveswood. The fields were more stone than soil, and merchants hardly ever bothered to visit. We didn’t have a lot… but we didn’t need it. And then the Calamity came. I remember running, and the screams… It was so loud …so unbearably loud… And then I was here, in a strange city, surrounded by more people than I’d ever seen, and I didn’t know any of them.But I knew how to hunt. I was always good at hunting, and the guild gave me a place to get better. At least I thought I had gotten better. She … Pawah Mujuuk… she was so much more… I’ve been thinking, that maybe this is a sign. Maybe Silvairre is right, and this guild─this city─is no place for an outsider like me. And so I’ve decided to leave. Forgive me if this is too selfish a request, but before I go, I would like to meet with you one last time. Alone, in the South Shroud. These … Gridanians would not understand.”

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Curious Contradictions: Aren't Keeper of the Moon divided into 'clans'?

Yes! Keeper of the Moon are also divided into what are called "clans." For whatever unknown reason Square Enix has decided to call the two divisions in the Miqo'te race "clans" as well. To avoid confusion, we do not use this definition in this community. If you see the word "clan" written out it typically refers to Keeper of the Moon clans.

“As I’m sure you’ve gathered from the tail an’ ears, Q'yantaa’s a Miqo'te, and huntin’s in their blood. Could be this plan might actually work…”

"Together with the longbow sentries of the Elezen military, the shortbow hunters among the Miqo'te are widely regarded as most skilled with the bow."

GE: Where is Miqo’te lore at these days? There were lots of hints that Meracydia might have been involved, and those references were pruned away and now it’s all about Ilsabard. What’s the truth?Koji: First off, you have so many eras. You talk about them coming over the land bridge, but then that’s very recent. In general, people are migrating everywhere. Think about it in terms of Earth. Where were people, and how did they move, over a thousand years? Now multiply that by six eras! Shit happens here, in Eorzea, a Calamity, it gets too hot, it gets too cold; people move away to a place that’s better. They break off there, and come back.So the Fifth Umbral comes and ice starts appearing and disappearing all over, and you can get to and from different places that you couldn’t before, sometimes; even the southern islands where the Lalafell are from. The Miqo’te are coming back from Ilsabard and they’re coming back from Meracydia, but they got there in different time periods. They converge on places that are rich in the aether, because that’s what it’s all about. Places that have more aether are going to be more lush, be better for growing crops and surviving, and there’s going to be animals.

"The male Miqo'te markings are a special characteristic of the race, and aren’t actually tattoos. They are born with these markings and they become deeper in color as they grow older, but similar to people who have thin and thick facial hair, there are individual differences. With that said, there are some female Miqo'te face types that do not have this, but all of the male face types do.”

”A ... "Miqo'te," ma'am? I'm afraid I don't quite know what you mean."

"Ah, so you folks are called "Miqo'te!" I've seen quite a few of you around Kugane of late. And there was a man fitting that description over by the Short Pier, when I passed by not too long ago."

Though their presence in Eorzea is lesser than that of the other races, the Miqo'te are easily distinguished by their large, projecting ears and restless, feline tails. The ancestors of this line first made their way to the realm during the Age of Endless Frost in the Fifth Umbral Era, traversing frozen seas in pursuit of the wildlife upon which they subsisted. Instinctual territoriality causes many among them to lead solitary lifestyles. Males in particular are said to shy from contact with others.

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“Dalamud has long had a place in Eorzean mythos. Before its fall, the lesser moon was widely believed to be the loyal hound of the goddess Menphina, and as such appeared in many religious works of art. Needless to say, discovery of the moon’s true origin forced many of the realm’s more devout denizens to question their faith.”

“Menphina, the Lover. Monitoring multiple moons─well, two─this divinity is dotingly disposed. She is the preferred personage of the Keepers of the Moon. If your love life is lacking, you might consider calling on Her cooperation.”

“For those who are unfamiliar, legend holds that the greater and lesser moons are respectively the goddess Menphina and her loyal hound, Dalamud. Since time immemorial, the two have been engaged in an unending dance across the heavens.”

“Ever since Dalamud began taking on a crimson hue, countless theories have been in circulation seeking to explain the anomaly. A great many believe that Menphina’s hound is bathed in the blood of a vile fiend who had designs upon his mistress’s life, even as others swear that the changes portend the Seventh Umbral Era.”

“Those who have an interest in astrology will know Dalamud to be the celestial body that orbits the moon in perpetual dance. For others the name will recall childhood tales of the loyal hound of the moon goddess Menphina, who would put to flight in a flurry of torn flesh and gushing blood those who meant his mistress harm.”

“When night falls and I can no longer work the vineyards, I oft gaze up at the moons and follow their celestial dance across the heavens. It is commonly held that the larger of the two is the embodiment of Menphina, the Lover. The legends surrounding the smaller moon vary, though. While there are some who believe it to be Menphina’s daughter, others swear that it is her lantern. However, the most popular tale tells us the moon is actually Menphina’s loyal hound, Dalamud, ever vigilant in his watch over the goddess. Grapes picked on the mornings when Dalamud’s eyes shine brightest are said to produce the finest of wines, which is why many of us here in this hamlet rise before the cock’s call and check the skies before attending to the day’s tasks.”

“Legend holds that Dalamud is the loyal hound of the goddess Menphina. In art and literature, he is ever depicted protecting his mistress from vile fiends. One cannot help but wonder, what becomes of the goddess if Her defender should leave Her side?”

“Words may be wind, but wind reaches all, and the hushed winds that have reached the Herald tell us that the chocolates are now being prepared at the Bismarck. Some say that the gourmets there have learned something of the divine concoctions made by the maiden servants of Menphina, goddess of love. Still others claim that a rare and valuable spice extracted from Meracydian gold is used in the baking. All that can be said for sure is that a truly unique and amazing recipe has been devised.”

“Yet Althyk would not be alone overlong, for soon from the Whorl did another step forth. Her name was Nymeia, and She was but a mewling babe who could do naught but weep, and soon Her tears had created a vast lake. Althyk, seeking companionship in the empty realm of His creation, took the young goddess under His wing and cared for Her as one would a daughter. As Nymeia grew, so, too, did their love for one another, until it could no longer be contained, culminating in a divine coupling which resulted in the birth of two holy daughters - Azeyma, the sun, and Menphina, the moon - and with their advent, was day and night conceived.”

“Every god and goddess of the Twelve is associated with one of the six controlling elements. When the deities deemed Their work on Eorzea complete, They proceeded to create the firmament, the result being six astrally aligned heavens aspected to each of the six elements, and a final seventh heaven to rule them all. However, a residual product of these heavens were six similarly aspected hells, ruled by an all-encompassing, umbrally aligned seventh hell. The six “lower heavens” are represented in the sky by six constellations - star formations which astrologians also perceive as gates that, when opened, can allow a person to become attuned with the heavens and manipulate their aether. These constellations revolve around the pole star which is believed to be the gate to the seventh and final heaven.While some sects of Twelve worship have different views of the afterlife, most believe that the righteous are promised a place in the heavens while sinners are doomed to an eternity of punishing trials in the hells. A belief made popular by a famous theologian and playwright of the Sixth Astral Era states that upon an evil man’s death, he will fall to a hell that corresponds to the sins he committed in his lifetime. Once suffering an eternity in payment for those sins, he must journey through the remaining five “upper hells” and witness the sins of his brothers, before finally arriving at the gate of the seventh hell, where his heart will be weighted. If it is heavy with sorrow and repentance for what he has done, he will be sent to the heavens. But if it remains light, he will be admitted to the seventh hell where he will suffer forevermore.”

“In the center of this heaven rises a lofty palace of ice - ice made of frozen moonbeams and carved with the Fury’s own spear. Here reside epic heroes and gallant knights, the benevolent and the faithful. From Halone’s gelid palace do piercing icicles plummet to the Pit, creating the Hell of Ice. Here suffer cowards, deserters, and adulterers.”

“The Spear is the gate to the sixth heaven, where the Fury resides in a palace of ice carved by her own spear – ice formed of moonbeams collected by the Lover, Menphina. The Spear fills us not only with the power to overcome our enemies, but also the compassion that is necessary to grant those same enemies mercy.”

“Before we set forth on this task, I wish to teach you of a second set of stars─the nocturnal sect. The nocturnal sect contains those celestial bodies ruled by the two moons. I say two, because since the dawn of astrology, disciples of our field have used Dalamud in their readings. Now, even after the false moon’s fall, its position…or should I say, its absence, yet has influence over our fates. Whereas the sun and the diurnal stars represent the self, expression, the active─and the moon and the nocturnal stars represent the unconscious, the passive─Dalamud represents, and still does represent the uncontrollable. Its power has the ability to quicken the senses, as well as provide added protection from the unknown─things beneficial when pursuing one’s fate.”

“Now, you do know that the moon is the embodiment of the goddess Menphina, yes? Well, the smaller celestial body that keeps an eternal vigil over her is Dalamud, her loyal hound. Great changes are afoot, however, and I fear they are not for the better. Dalamud has taken on a vivid crimson hue of late, you see, as if he were drenched in blood. Has an enemy of the goddess made an attempt on her life, that her hound Dalamud should be forced to spill blood in her defense? The affairs of the gods may be beyond our knowing, but this much is clear: something wicked this way comes.”

“Oh? You’ve not heard of Dalamud? He is the faithful hound who forever attends to his mistress Menphina, whom you may know as the goddess who appearrrs to us mortals as the moon. There are some who would have us believe that Menphina and Dalamud are just rocks, the latter in orbit around the former, but such talk is outright sacrilege! If you require proof of his true form, you need only turn your eyes towards the night sky. The crimson hue that veils him of late—it is the lifeblood of the wicked creature that sought to harrrm his mistress, whom Dalamud bravely vanquished. This is an ill omen, I tell you. It’s only a matter of time before the same evil befalls us—before we, too, are made to bathe in blood.”

Great monuments to the Calamity's coming, Dalamud's Talons are relatively small formations of corrupted crystal. People have given them their fearsome name as they are thought to resemble the mighty claws of Menphina's loyal hound.

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“A band of Miqo'te poachers has begun hunting in the Twelveswood, led by a solitary male who has crowned himself King of the Coeurlclaws. Slay the unholy sovereign and send his subjects scampering.”

“Takers’ Rot serves as a lair to a band of Miqo’te poachers calling themselves the Coeurlclaws. For Gridanians, who see these criminals as rotten to the core, the hideout’s name also serves as a curse upon the heads of these lawless hunters.”

“Die wailing, little lancer. We recognize no laws─neither of men nor of elementals. What we want, we take. That is freedom. That is our way.”

"That man, the one who calls himself the king of the Coeurlclaws. King Poach, growing fat on stolen game, stolen family … The men of the Keepers of the Moon live a wanderer’s life, for they are at their best in small doses. Women and children keep the hearth, ply various trades, and accept game and visits from the menfolk.But King Poach denies women this gods-given rule over matters of family. He forces women to live with him, forbids them to see their sisters, mothers, aunts. Most unnaturally, they lie with him and him alone! He calls this abomination of a family the Coeurlclaws, and thumbs his nose at the elementals’ will. He goads his poachers to slay a Wailer, to bind them to the gang… So terrible are their crimes that all Keepers of the Moon feel the suspicion and fear cast their way.”

“Constructed by Highwind Skyways to serve as a landing for cargo airships, this location was quickly abandoned when the imperial presence in the area became too large to ignore. Now the site is used as a makeshift market where bandits and poachers peddle their ill-gotten wares far from the eyes of the law.”

“Keepers of the Moon, eh? If it were up to me, I’d hang every one of you, let the Twelve sort out the ‘Claws from the rest. Now, stand with your feet apart …”

“That may be, but I have shed blood defending our borders─unlike you, savage.”

“‘Savage’!? You know nothing about me, you bigoted son of a─”

"Poachers throughout the Twelveswood use bone whistles like this one to communicate. With it, I believe we can lure Pawah out of hiding─assuming she has not moved on."

“The abandoned airship landing to the south has become a haven for poachers. Oh, we’ve tried to drive them off, and succeeded more often than not. But even should they scatter, in time they slink back to take shelter once more. It’s like trying to catch greased marmots.”

“The Keepers of the Moon who make Quarrymill their home have recently been troubled by Taker’s Rot poachers who litter the area with their deadly iron leg traps. Three young women and a breeding male have already had to have their legs amputated after suffering wounds from these deadly hunting instruments. To ensure the clan suffers no further causalities, the Trappers’ League has put a call out to local adventurers to assist in the search and disposal of hidden traps.”

“Since the Calamity, the Trappers’ League, in conjunction with Stillglade Fane and the Wood Wailers, has established a comprehensive set of guidelines regulating hunting in the Twelveswood in order to see diminished beastkin populations return to their Sixth Astral Era size. One of the animals covered in this edict is the antelope– the guidelines specifically stating that the slaying of any stag or doe under the age of three summers is strictly prohibited. The notorious band of poachers known as the Coeurlclaws, however, have little respect for Gridania’s laws, and will often kill any and all creatures who enter their territory. To see that young antelopes are spared this fate, the Trappers’ League seeks volunteers to help guide wayward does and stags away from the poachers’ demesne.”

“Have to sneak around a bit, 'case that wasn’t clear. The king’s law says we’ve no family outside the forest. But I guess that’s almost true for me anyway, if Ma’s gone. What do you think a young girl had to do, huh? To feed a bedridden ma and a sister barely out of swaddlin’ clothes? Bad things, adventurer. Bad for me─then bad for them. I was beautiful. Then I was brutal. Like a beast. A Wailer caught me at my… trade. Pink-cheeked little miss! All she saw was a thieving strumpet to drag before the Hearers. So… I took the roses from her cheeks. Made them bloom on her fine green doublet.'Twas worth it, for Ma never knew what I was. But I couldn’t go home that day, nor never since. I hid in the forests, near starved. A city girl don’t know how to hunt. And then… then he found me─the king. I’d killed a Wood Wailer and that was a ticket into the Coeurlclaw poachers, you see. And my beauty pleases His Highness. A man is a man, in alleys or glades, eh?”

The Pawah Mujuuk Gang

“I know that she is the most infamous poacher ever to walk the Twelveswood. A born leader, deadly with the bow, she formed her own gang of Miqo'te hunters. She was apprehended once, and would have been brought to justice…had she not tricked a foolish young sentry into releasing her, before vanishing without a trace. Pawah Mujuuk is a savage and utterly amoral poacher whose actions, however indirectly, threaten the city’s well-being. But what would a vagrant like you know of duty to one’s homeland? No more than she, I suspect.”

Tsk-tsk. That was a piss-poor showin’, sister. An’ ye call yerself a Keeper? A hunter with no fangs ain’t nothin’ but prey.”

“Waste o’ bloody time! A Keeper what’s lost her nerve’s about as much use to me as a glass bow. But there’s no sport in killin’ captured prey. I’d better not see neither o’ ye again, 'cause if I do, I’ll show ye what happens to prey what’s daft enough to get caught twice. Away, sisters! Away!”

“Poachers throughout the Twelveswood use bone whistles like this one to communicate. With it, I believe we can lure Pawah out of hiding─assuming she has not moved on.”

“Ever since I met Pawah, I’ve been at a loss. But I realize now that my place isn’t at the guild… with the Gridanians. They’ll never accept me. This is where I belong, with my people, carrying on our traditions. Our archery─not Gridania’s. It’s all I have left. So I’m going with Pawah.”

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“Together with the longbow sentries of the Elezen military, the shortbow hunters among the Miqo’te are widely regarded as most skilled with the bow.”

“Though lacking in range, the shortbow is well suited for hunting within a forest’s tangle of roots and boughs. It has long been prized by Miqo’te tribes for its speed and versatility, allowing for precision whether it be while in pursuit of fleeing quarry, or perched atop unstable limbs waiting for a target.”

“According to ancient Miqo’te mystics, aetheric energy permeates all creation even as it exists in its own distinct dimension, parted from the physical plane. If Eorzea might be compared to a colossal creature, aether would be the lifeblood that courses through its veins, supplying it with sustenance.”

“Marked by great deeds or purity of virtue, the lives of the saints have long been immortalized in story or song. The tale told in one hamlet, however, contradicted the telling in another, and even the validity of the sainthood itself was often only recognized by certain social institutions. Thus it was that some five-hundred years ago, Archon Loetstym Merlzirnsyn of Sharlayan sought to redress these inconsistencies by collecting scattered anecdotes from across the realm, and unifying the results in his hagiographic compilation, the Saints of Eorzea. Based upon his definitive work, his successors went on to establish the ‘Council of Loetstym’ in a move to formalize the process of canonization. Once every seven years, its members convene in the Sharlayan motherland to pore over potential cases, and cast votes to elevate new candidates to sainthood.The figures thus recognized by the council become a ubiquitous sight in Eorzean society. They might appear as the subjects of theatrical productions or children’s picture books, but perhaps the most common saintly encounter for adventurers is found in the stained-crystal illustrations of leve plates. As seen below, each leve plate features the depiction of a scene from a chosen saint’s life, titled with a word which encapsulates the personage’s most prominent virtue.”

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In this section it is our hope to disperse some common misconceptions, misbeliefs, and harmful stereotypes that can be irritating for us as Miqo’te role-players to face. Some of these are outright toxic and a detriment to our role-play experience.We ask you to be mindful of these misconceptions and keep them firmly out of our community.

 01  Seeker of the Sun women are not sex slaves to the Nunh. He does not own them and they are sexually/romantically autonomous.To be blunt, this trope has worn out its welcome. We have a zero tolerance policy for it. Within our particular community, we acknowledge that birth control exists and women can choose when to couple for a child with the Nunh.In the Forgotten Springs one of the Drake tribe women lounging in the water offers a quest to you, the player, that involves frightening off peeping toms. At the end of the quest she demonstrates that she, in your typical Square Enix fashion, is interested in sexual attention or even outright sex itself.

M'rahz Nunh, the in-game Nunh of the Marmot tribe, demonstrates vivid self-awareness that he is no match for the women and cannot control them.

 02  There is no proof that Mithras are an ancestor to Miqo'te.This is a common misconception borne from the descriptions of the quite adorable in-game Wind-up Mithras minion. We personally believe this is a tongue-in-cheek playful nod to a prior title.


 03  Keeper of the Moon also have breeding males.This is a common misconception borne from the descriptions of the quite adorable in-game Wind-up Mithras minion. We personally believe this is a tongue-in-cheek playful nod to a prior title.

“The Keepers of the Moon who make Quarrymill their home have recently been troubled by Taker’s Rot poachers who litter the area with their deadly iron leg traps. Three young women and a breeding male have already had to have their legs amputated after suffering wounds from these deadly hunting instruments. To ensure the clan suffers no further causalities, the Trappers’ League has put a call out to local adventurers to assist in the search and disposal of hidden traps.”- South Shroud 2.0 Levequest

 04  Gaelicatnip has no effect on Miqo'te.

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