There are tales of her; a lalafell dressed in cloth of deepest blue. A fury so unrelenting that it made Ifrit's fires look tame. A resolve so strong that not even Titan's might could scratch it. Many who had seen her claimed her presence wasn't that of a "Warrior of Light", but a Primal in the tiny form of a Lalafell.
Those who tried to stop her stood little chance; monster, man. It didn't matter. Her vicious onslaught frightened even the Scions of the Seventh Dawn and the three city-states as a whole.Â
Many claim it was the cries of anguish and despair of the countless lalafell who suffered under oppression are what summoned her. Others claim she is the incarnation of blood lust itself. While her creation is not certain, one thing is; those who are "graced" with Memenu Menu's presence shall be judged.
Those who tried to stop her stood little chance; monster, man. It didn't matter. Her vicious onslaught frightened even the Scions of the Seventh Dawn and the three city-states as a whole.Â
Many claim it was the cries of anguish and despair of the countless lalafell who suffered under oppression are what summoned her. Others claim she is the incarnation of blood lust itself. While her creation is not certain, one thing is; those who are "graced" with Memenu Menu's presence shall be judged.
