#Legend of the birb shooting miqo'te

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Prompt #9: Fair

Note – Mid HW spoiler, Light party on a Coerthan snow-covered roof

Fair If you could consider Coerthan weather to be that when it was not snowing heavily and the sky was clear enough to see for malms beyond Whitebrim, then fair it was.

Halone be praise that it was still reasonable enough to consider it an auspicious start to a new life, especially now that she was acquitted for regicide. It seems to him that while she was willing to travel, she was reluctant to visit Ul’dal outside official guilds and Adder business. Wariness had made her cautious enough to wear her paltry rank and what little weight a Fortemps ward had as a shield of sorts.

But that was not why they were up on the roof his office in Camp Dragonhead. It took some convincing, perhaps a bit of guilt tripping to sway her into this silly endeavour. His enthusiasm can be rather overwhelming for the quiet Miqo’te. Though her comrades were still unaccounted for, whatever little victories they can score, take it they will.

So here on his roof, with her in her tabard of black with silver and red trimmings, she looked every ilm a War Bard, He remembered the way she fought, raining hellfire in a small enclosed space to defend her loyal comrade. The tranquil rage of the Fury Incarnate.

Save for the feathery winged bow she now wields. He had requested it instead of the said nefarious and intimidating flaming bow used in the trial. Her elegant winged bow represents hope. Hope taking flight. Hope sprouting for Ishgard. Hope that perhaps they could be something more.

Perhaps. He chose to ignore what his discrete investigations had dug up. It was minor enough, whoever he was, no one had seen him. All that did was draw questions as to why she was travelling alone. As for the Scion rogue, his sources seem to indicate that he was her handler and mentor. Close as they were. Details all minor enough that when the time comes, it would be her choice. Until then, the here and the now is what matters.  

His young painter had agreed to the initial sketching. It was not much of a challenge for him to get the appropriate green shades for her tabard at a later date. The main thing was the sketch. The boy has a good memory and a good hand. All he and their Lalafellan comrade had done was keep the braziers burning and hot cocoa on hand.

------- Garuda would like to put forward a letter of complaint about the amount of feathers she keeps losing every time that Miq'tten slots her fight in for stickers.

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How much of Garuda's feathers have you plucked by now?!

"The audacity of a Miqo'te, to pluck the feathers of Garuda and claim them for her own fashion identity." - Probably Chief Sezul or Haurchefant or maybe Redolent Rose.

Palaka aiming top. Am sad that there's no split skirt, trailing skirt in dancer style. Fending and Casting yes...

Garuda, Bard quest Siren, Pharos Sirius Zu and Siren, Suzaku(sorry), Azeyma. Sin Eaters, Meteion and Hermes. Did I leave out anyone.

If we're to trace back her family line, all you get is a line of hunters.. Hunting birds was hardwired into the feline shard of Azem.

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A Moon Cat was here

Backdated – A month or so before ARR

She slid out of the huge serpentine roots of the ancient giant forest into the front yard of the stone building that the city folks so highly regarded. She had watched the gnarled branches that formed a canopy over a well-worn path to the bridge and yet there was no sign of her quarry. Neither tracks nor puzzles left as a trail to follow.

It was already long past the intended hour they were to meet. He was never a tardy one, a disappointed sigh and she slips back into the trees keeping an eye on the road back to the community she resided in.

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The hut was oddly empty, skins that were left outside to dry were not taken in when it should be. A hearth fire had died out and a pot of stew burnt, he had such great pride in his stews to ever let them go wrong. Tools on the table unkept from a partially done project. No sign of a fight nor hidden signals for help. Valuables and coins still hidden where it should be. The dark hair Miqo’te slid out of the hut.

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Two weeks and still no sign, her most likely rival for his affection still regarded her with disdain. Other known suitors had yet to shown sign of awareness of his disappearance much less approach her with anything more than the usual courtesy of a joint hunt.

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With her coin and valuables gathered, she locked up her hut and disappeared into the night. Her aunt, the head of the village was no stranger to young men or women vanishing in the night or whether they return years later and wiser or not at all. She would make her way to Fallgourd and see what news she can find before heading into Gridania like they had intended.

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Original intention for the couple was to head into Gridania for info as to where else to go, earn coin, get into relevant guilds where their skills could be used in trade (leatherworking, carpentry and botany). Find ways to travel to this frontier like place - Idyllshire, stay a while to make more coin. If they end up not having Miq'ttens like they originally planned, again travel.

The Calamity made them postponed their plans and then 5 years later ARR happened and he vanished. And by 6.3 when he came back, she has PTSD and is not keen to have Miq'ttens yet (Thanks Zenos) or at least until she's sufficiently calm.

Utterly hilarious if Hythlodaeus chose to be reborn as their kid(sans memory or restricted memory) and somehow dragged Hades in as a younger sibling. See what the whole fuss about being Miqo'te is that fascinated Azem that much.

And no, no Zenos soul child much less DNA child, enough trauma thank you.

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Suzaku?! If that you? Can you turn down the bightness?

"Ah..no...."

"How many more variety of bird feathers am I suppose to pluck now?"

"Curses Byregot's name for fall crafting, he gains strength. Praises Byregot's name for successful crafting, he gains strength."

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*Puts on mythril foil hat

Going with current fan theory that Twelve are Ancients who serve Hydealyn and wants to be put to rest as well. Because of balance and all that stuff. And also handing over of responsibilities to WoL

They are to Hydealyn the way the Ascians are to Zodiark.

The Twelve + The Watcher + absent Azem seat

Azem's own legend got mix in somehow.

Extremely wild theory would be that they are manifested "light" version of Ascians. If they aren't actually Hydealyn's team borrowing background from Azem and the Asicans

Deryk traveling ahead of WoL is suspicious. He teleports faster as Oschon

I may have to take trip to Elpis since I didn't do all my side quest.