It goes like this: there is a woman, called “hero” by many, and she dies threefold. Once by hanging, once by burning, once by wounding. That is not the whole of it, of course. But it is a place to begin.
Long, long after the Seventh Astral Era, songs of the Warrior of Light are still sung. This is one such tale.
A FFXIV fic in the style of a myth.
On AO3 here
this is your psa that if you are in pain and you have pain medication, it is okay to take the pain medication. there may be a voice telling you "it's fine, you should just power through it" and that voice is lying to you
The game’s official lore does not support Huntspeak as a fully-fledged Miqo’te language, but I prefer to write it as such for my own character purposes. So I'm working on a completely unofficial rendition of what Keeper of the Moon Huntspeak might look like, particularly that spoken by Keeper clans in the West Shroud, where my Warrior of Light Mihri Ninaka is from.
Please feel free to use any and all of this for your own characters!
Transcriptions:
The game’s official lore does not support Huntspeak as a fully-fledged Miqo’te language, but I prefer to write it as such for my own character purposes. So I'm working on a completely unofficial rendition of what Keeper of the Moon Huntspeak might look like, particularly that spoken by Keeper clans in the West Shroud, where my Warrior of Light Mihri Ninaka is from.
Please feel free to use any and all of this for your own characters!
