#Bozja spoilers

[magitekconveyor]

At long last! Who The Fuck Is Aulus mal Asina The Powerpoint Presentation: The Tumblr Post.

This was a long labor of love, combing over every piece of lore I could find in-game and in the Encyclopedia Eorzea. I initially made this because whenever I mentioned Aulus, I inevitably got met with "who?", so I thought I would have one place that contained all his lore and how it relates to MSQ as a whole.

For ease of access, here is the twitch link. It goes to a clip from 2018 Fanfest where they discuss Aulus. If you listen veeeeery carefully after he says "He's dead", you can hear a faint "Noooooooo!" in the audience. That...was me. I was actually there for that question and let me tell you I've never had so many heads whip around to stare at me all at once.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy and have learned something new about my favorite FFXIV character.

Edit: Coming back since this is gaining a bit of traction to add, if you like what you see here, please check out my friend's FFXIV fangame Indagator , where you can either romance or betray Aulus. It builds off of a lot of the info from above and masterfully expands on it. Mind the tags.

[calico-heart]

Me rn trying to figure out ways to force X'rhun and Arya and I'lyrha to be involved in the Bozja plotline

There's a pair of Red Mage resistance fighters there, a Legion conscript named Lovro and his apprentice Meryall, who defected from the Empire to fight for the liberation of Bozja. How did they learn Red Magic? Lambard. Lambard agreed to teach Red Magic to Legion soldiers as part of his betrayal.

Lovro hated Lambard's guts. When Lovro went on to train new Red Mages for the Empire, he deliberately tried to recruit revolutionaries who he could encourage to use the magic against the Empire. Absolutely hilarious to me. But the narrative potential of finding out Red Mages live on and fight for freedom elsewhere... because of Lambard, is something I really want to see X'rhun react to.

There is ALSO a Vochstein beastmaster enemy - and a neat chunk of lore on what happened to that noble Ala Mhigan house after they let their griffins loose to prevent the Garlean's having them. Cairm insisted their griffins could not fall into the hands of oppressors. To spare his father's life, one of Cairm's sons agreed to enlist and teach the Garleans their secrets to training griffins. His adopted daughter now serves the Legion loyally, with Vochstein griffins and - there's just something very cool to explore there.

Trimaran, Lyrha's griffin, is only half Vochstein - but he has the notorious temperament of that breed and inherited the vibrant blue coloration. She's not a beastmaster. That combination of flaws shows in their tempestuous relationship. Pagaga would recognize Trimaran's lineage, and the intense rivalry that might spawn there - two inheritors of a vaunted bloodline, each accusing the other of being unworthy to claim it. Idk! Sounds fun! Plus like. Griffin fight. Griffin fight.

But X'rhun is pretty allergic to leaving Eorzea and getting involved in large military movements so somehow I'm going to have to make the plot kidnap him 😔

[eemamminy-art]

Thinking about this from Zenos's unending codex entry:

Yet in embracing his stolen power, Zenos had rewritten his fate. His essence did not return to the Lifestream, but instead possessed the body of another. In a cycle akin to that of the immortal Ascians, the erstwhile prince leaped from vessel to vessel, until he found one with which he could return home to Garlemald. There he was reunited with his original form, which had been occupied for a time by the Ascian Elidibus, and was thus resurrected body and soul.

Because the phrasing on it sounds like it was not something he did willingly? Like he is just unable to go to the lifestream and needed to find another body? When he's first seen in that random elezen body he makes a comment on how he was given a second chance which also implies to me that it was not something he did himself but rather something that just happened to him.

A friend brought up how Fordola has the resonant (though a less powerful iteration of it) and how this implies she might also be undying because of it. And then just now it occurred to me this would also apply to Misija.

so now I'm not just having conspiracy theories in my mind about how Zenos can still live, but ALSO how Misija can still live 👀

[meowmeow-hours]

i miss him

[azimsteppe]

h- hang on. i love her 🥹

[scionshtola]

17. Taking a step away from “canon”, do you have any wholly unique side quests and adventures your Warrior of Light has gotten caught up in? Did they chase down ghosts of their own past, get married, open a bakery, or fix an ancient blood curse on their family line? Have they reunited with loved ones or buried old hatchets? If there’s some unique story behind your character, how does it show up and how did it play out? (x)

After returning to the Source from the First, Corisande journeyed to the Bozjan Southern Front to aid the resistance in their effort at reclaiming their home. They had no idea they would find their mother there, already aiding the resistance as a scout. When Corisande left her village nearly 6 years ago, it was with the understanding she and Annika would likely not see each other again. But word of Corisande's feats as the Warrior of Light had made their way to their former village deep in the Golmore Jungle, and Annika, hearing of what her only child was doing, was not content to stay hidden in the forest when she could help (wonder where Corisande gets that from!). Neither of them could believe their eyes when they first saw each other, and are still overjoyed to be reunited.

[astralflows]

twelfth night.

[ainyan]

You know, I wasn't the biggest fan of Bozja the first few times I did it, and I'm still not now that Kali's going through it, but I will say one part about it that I love...

They make a point of constantly protesting the sheer amount of crap that gets layered on the WoL's shoulders, and they're forever after you to take better care of yourself. It's nice to see some NPCs that acknowledge that no matter the OOC reason for all the stuff we do (you know, game content), the WoL is a bit too used (and even abused) and not enough people out there are trying to ease that burden.

I know why the Scions don't, and I know why so many of the other important NPCs don't - but sometimes it's nice to see some acknowledgement about just how much the WoL goes through on a regular basis even when she's not trying to save the world.

[chryza]

Did they transgender that allagan scientist? I’ve only seen vague bits and pieces about eureka orthos but did they turn that allagan scientist into a catgirl???????

I have no idea what’s going on and I’m never going to do the content Hydaelyn willing

[kagurajinbaffxiv]

So to break from the norm of not posting, I have a short story about Mikoto that I've been working on for a bit. I wanted to write something like the 'Tales from...' released during the Rising events.

Hope you like it.

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Mikoto’s steps echoed around her, the silence around her making everything sound louder then it should have been. Mikoto thought back to why she was here, she always knew how this journey will end.

The bustling around Gangos never slowed down since they retook the Dalriada and today was nothing different. Bajsaljen was talking to her but she wasn’t really listening.

“Mikoto, stop”, Bajsaljen grabbed her before she stepped in front of a cart moving the supplies from the stockpile to the boats headed back to Bozja. “Mikoto, you’ve been not here for the past few days, has the echo given you another vision?” he said with the slightest hint of concern behind the admonishment

Mikoto looked at him, her mind finally back in the camp and knowing she had to leave “There’s something I need to go take care of, and I don’t expect to be back for a while”

“You are not one of my soldiers, you don’t need to seek permission from me, nor do you need to return, we can build back our home without your help” Bajsaljen said to her, she would be missed but he knew there was so much a young scholar needed to do that could not be achieved in his camp.

“No, but an old friend would have wanted me to help and see this through till the end, but I think this journey has to happen now”

Mikoto’s foot slipped on a loose stone that slipped and she tripped forward bringing her back to the present. The pain of the rocks on the path cutting into her as she used her hands to stop herself slamming her face into the ground. She let out a sigh, “I made it through a battlefield with less difficulty than this, what am I doing?”, asking no one but herself.

She got back up, and noticed a small graze on her knee, the blood welling up and staining her stockings.

She brushed off the dust and rocks then the glow of aether enveloped her knee as she used her magic to take care of herself, this wasn’t quite how she saw this trips finale happening, so maybe what she knew was going to happen would not occur.

The sound of the stones crunching underneath her feet started again as she started moving forward towards her destination again and thought of how she even got here.

The wind was blowing through her hair, the sea spray was still on the air this far away from the shore. She had made it from Gangos to Sharlayan with less fuss than she thought, and with the gleaners running around bringing in stock to deliver it it felt like she had not gone anywhere.

Mikoto knew where she was going, but where on a map it actually was she had no idea. In Sharlayan she would be able to find people who know where her destination actually was. The Scions were her best chance of finding her destination, and she knew Krile would know where they are to point her in the right direction and she was sitting outside the Students of Baldesion’s quarters, looking out at her second home.

She had not been back to Sharlayan in years, but it was still the same as when she was at the Studium, the bench where she had lunch with Moen almost daily was still there like nothing had changed in the years since then.

She could still remember the push Moen had given her to seek more than what was on that island once she get her Archon mark, and now she had seen so much more than either of them expected, she had been in the Dalriada when Diablo Armament had broken free and Misja had sacrificed herself to save the people she had betrayed and Mikoto had been saved from herself, she had seen what Auracite could do to people and been there when the Warrior of Light had defeated Ultima and learnt of the secret history that Ramza was involved in.

Mikoto was nothing like she was when she left, but her home had not changed. Mikoto knew she would be even more different when she returned again, would she feel at home in Sharlayan or would she feel like a stranger in where she had called home for so long.

A soft voice called out from the building behind her “Miss Jinba”, Krile was waving trying to get Mikoto’s attention. “I don’t know exactly where it is, but if you visit Mor Dhona you’ll find the Scions who will know where it is”, and with that Mikoto’s journey continued.

Mikoto was almost to the crest of the hill, the final steps until what she knew was going to happen will happen. She knew the echo could be misleading, but what she knew was going to happen could not be avoided, and she had to be here eventually and that could not be avoided.

She stopped for a second thinking back on the Warrior of Lights face when they took a map out and circled her destination.

“Are you sure you don’t want someone there with you?” their strained voice gave away that their echo had given away what Mikoto was about to do to herself.

“No, you know I have to do this, and I want to be alone for it” Mikoto softly replied.

“Fine” the Warrior replied clearly frustrated with her “but you will be back here after this is done right?”

“Yes, I will be back, can I ask to borrow a room from the Scions once I get back?”

The Warrior of light looked relieved, “Yes I will organise that now, take care until you get back, ok, it might be safer here than Bozja but don’t let your guard down”

*crunch crunch crunch*

The sound of her shoes stopped echoing all around her once her destination opened up before her, the crystalline tree standing over Thaliak’s mark, the place the scions had used to remember her lost friend.

Mikoto’s voice cracked as soon as she opened her mouth, she stopped to find the words she had to say.

“Hey Moen, there is so much I have seen that I want to tell you about”

Her tears started falling as Mikoto knew deep in her heart would happen as she said her goodbyes to her best friend.

[swiftcast-selene]

obsessed with this guy in the bozjan front who's just dicking around with his sword

[littlelordalphinaud]

Fru is so tired. So very very tired.

[lumen-tellus]

im somehow fine and a tiny bit disappointed that the last step is Also Just Tomestones which means this was truly the easiest fucking relic in all fucking history Ever, with not a single bit of actual grinding to be done if all you ever do is random roulettes at your own pace - but darn, i was kinda hoping i would be farming the asura trial or Something, like a little bit, lol

regardless, its an entertaining last step from a comedic standpoint, and goshhhhh, the vfx is gorgeous on the whm staff. i was right, squeenix can never ever fuck up a whm relic as per my own preferences - truly the safe choice when doing a relic series blind lol

[rigil-kentauris]

poor cid i understand why Wipe Memory is his preferred method of coping if both my parents shot me with a gun i too would be a bit insane

[garsideofthemoon]

but also I find it soooo wild that the closest thing to a blend of aether + dynamis comes to us in the form of this random af alien who crash landed on etheirys millennia ago

[abyssmalice]

(idle side thonk note but for my final phantasia fourtween moots - do you think the boss theme for delubrum reginae is kaeya-adjacent.)