Lately there have been buzzings in the unwashed hovel in southern Thanalan known as Little Ala Mhigo. Buzzings of a man known as The Griffin. He wears a bright white and purple hooded cloak, as if dressing in the flag of Ala Mhigo, proving himself to be every bit as tasteless as the city-state’s former citizens, if nothing else. He doesn’t even understand his own culture - Ala Mhigans put griffins on their flag sarcastically, as everyone knows. That’s why it’s on that den of pestilence in the desert, everyone knows the true Ala Mhigan flag is adorned with a bloody fist squeezing a beating heart.
To return to the point: his outlandish garb is striking, to be sure, but the most memorable of all his traits is the mask he wears to conceal his identity. Was he disfigured in a fight with Garleans? Is he a voidsent posing as a revolutionary to take back Ala Mhigo and open the voidgate hidden deep within the city and unleash the Eighth Umbral Calamity? Many have conjectured as much, and as likely as it is that Ala Mhigans would be responsible for the apocalypse, The Crucible has found the actual truth about the man on everyone’s tongues. We alone know the truth behind the Griffin’s mask, and we’re bringing this revelation straight to our loyal readers out of love and concern for your safety. We worry you might have been taken in by this con artist.
In the first of many revelations we have come to discover that the man who delivers the passionate, rousing speeches to the masses is but a body double! A public face for the plebs to adore while the true mastermind behind the mask lurks in the shadows pulling the strings. The identity of the double is irrelevant, just another nameless Ala Mhigan with heavy gambling debts the Griffin has offered to pay.
The next item to bring to light is the fact that for all the double’s talk, the Griffin isn’t even a full-blooded Ala Mhigan! With parents that died young, the former child was forced to live on the streets, and there gained a taste for crime and deceit. It was in such destitute living conditions in the slums and alleyways that they saw the dark side of society and their young mind was molded around thoughts of glory through theft, of power through acts unspeakable! These thoughts grew within them well into adulthood when they formed a clandestine organization of self-proclaimed self-policing highly-dangerous outlaws that called themselves “heroes†in order to paint their name in a positive light. But now, of course, the Griffin’s true name is known far and wide. The Griffin has been instrumental in shaping the history of Eorzea in the past five years, they’ve been behind the scenes of some of the greatest battles of our lifetime. The dastardly monster almost killed our beloved Sultana at a dinner party, something that no good Ul’dahn citizen could ever forgive. She disappeared afterwards and now we know to where the traitor has fled.
The Griffin is none other than the woman so many call “Minfilia Warde, Antecedent of the Scions of the Seventh Dawnâ€, but we at The Crucible call “a radicalized anarchist†and “a dangerous criminal†and especially “woefully devoid of fashion senseâ€. Don’t fall for her lies! Come to your senses, friends!
I mean, let’s be honest with ourselves. The Scions of the Seventh Dawn are just an illuminati cult trying to manipulate Eorzea towards destruction. Think of all the death, all the damage, all the despair caused by their actions. Think of how many men and women have suffered because of them. The numbers are staggering. Uncountable! And Minfilia is the worst of them. Clearly the Gryphon is some kind of scheme of theirs - reliable sources say the Scions have already infiltrated the so-called “Ala Mhigan Resistance†movement.
And let’s talk about that “resistance†movement, shall we? Do you honestly think there’s any good that can be accomplished by this movement? They beg and plead for Ul’dah to save them and then turn their noses whenever we stoop to the sin of generosity out of pity. They act so proud and mighty but they’re little more than a bunch of dirty homeless people who fight more than they speak and excel at neither. I once saw an Ala Mhigan attack an innocent child, and I hear they eat lalafellin infants as a delicacy!
All the money that ever gets put into them will only fund future acts of infanticide and cannibalism. Is Ala Mhigo even worth the effort and cost of “saving� Really? When will they tire of pretending there’s anything “Ala Mhigan†left in what is entirely and wholly a Garlean city?
Knowing all this, we can conclude: The Griffin is a menace. Stay away, good citizens of Ul’dah, and let these idiots smash themselves uselessly against the Garleans’ walls until they tire themselves out and go back to racking up debt.
Written by staff sleuth supreme Kagome Voulaizunlezotre
To return to the point: his outlandish garb is striking, to be sure, but the most memorable of all his traits is the mask he wears to conceal his identity. Was he disfigured in a fight with Garleans? Is he a voidsent posing as a revolutionary to take back Ala Mhigo and open the voidgate hidden deep within the city and unleash the Eighth Umbral Calamity? Many have conjectured as much, and as likely as it is that Ala Mhigans would be responsible for the apocalypse, The Crucible has found the actual truth about the man on everyone’s tongues. We alone know the truth behind the Griffin’s mask, and we’re bringing this revelation straight to our loyal readers out of love and concern for your safety. We worry you might have been taken in by this con artist.
In the first of many revelations we have come to discover that the man who delivers the passionate, rousing speeches to the masses is but a body double! A public face for the plebs to adore while the true mastermind behind the mask lurks in the shadows pulling the strings. The identity of the double is irrelevant, just another nameless Ala Mhigan with heavy gambling debts the Griffin has offered to pay.
The next item to bring to light is the fact that for all the double’s talk, the Griffin isn’t even a full-blooded Ala Mhigan! With parents that died young, the former child was forced to live on the streets, and there gained a taste for crime and deceit. It was in such destitute living conditions in the slums and alleyways that they saw the dark side of society and their young mind was molded around thoughts of glory through theft, of power through acts unspeakable! These thoughts grew within them well into adulthood when they formed a clandestine organization of self-proclaimed self-policing highly-dangerous outlaws that called themselves “heroes†in order to paint their name in a positive light. But now, of course, the Griffin’s true name is known far and wide. The Griffin has been instrumental in shaping the history of Eorzea in the past five years, they’ve been behind the scenes of some of the greatest battles of our lifetime. The dastardly monster almost killed our beloved Sultana at a dinner party, something that no good Ul’dahn citizen could ever forgive. She disappeared afterwards and now we know to where the traitor has fled.
The Griffin is none other than the woman so many call “Minfilia Warde, Antecedent of the Scions of the Seventh Dawnâ€, but we at The Crucible call “a radicalized anarchist†and “a dangerous criminal†and especially “woefully devoid of fashion senseâ€. Don’t fall for her lies! Come to your senses, friends!
I mean, let’s be honest with ourselves. The Scions of the Seventh Dawn are just an illuminati cult trying to manipulate Eorzea towards destruction. Think of all the death, all the damage, all the despair caused by their actions. Think of how many men and women have suffered because of them. The numbers are staggering. Uncountable! And Minfilia is the worst of them. Clearly the Gryphon is some kind of scheme of theirs - reliable sources say the Scions have already infiltrated the so-called “Ala Mhigan Resistance†movement.
And let’s talk about that “resistance†movement, shall we? Do you honestly think there’s any good that can be accomplished by this movement? They beg and plead for Ul’dah to save them and then turn their noses whenever we stoop to the sin of generosity out of pity. They act so proud and mighty but they’re little more than a bunch of dirty homeless people who fight more than they speak and excel at neither. I once saw an Ala Mhigan attack an innocent child, and I hear they eat lalafellin infants as a delicacy!
All the money that ever gets put into them will only fund future acts of infanticide and cannibalism. Is Ala Mhigo even worth the effort and cost of “saving� Really? When will they tire of pretending there’s anything “Ala Mhigan†left in what is entirely and wholly a Garlean city?
Knowing all this, we can conclude: The Griffin is a menace. Stay away, good citizens of Ul’dah, and let these idiots smash themselves uselessly against the Garleans’ walls until they tire themselves out and go back to racking up debt.
Written by staff sleuth supreme Kagome Voulaizunlezotre