I am Taki’a Venn, literally “the first son of TakiVennâ€. Taki Venn is my mother, also theleader of our tribe in the Shroud. I wasone of 3 boys born to the women of my tribe, amongst numerous daughters, but such is the way of things for our people – the Miqo’te Keepers of the Moon. The goddess favors us with many daughtersand few sons, and those sons like me inevitably take up a life of solitary wandering when we come of age.
Among our people the women rule and manage affairs. We males are often consumed by wanderlustuntil we are too advanced in years to do so anymore. One such old man was of my favorite uncles wholived among my tribe. Even so itcertainly seemed he was “well appreciated†by many of the women of my tribe. I only hope if I live so long andsettle somewhere I can be so lucky.
Our tribe is located in the distant reaches of theShroud, some considerable distance from the nearest city-state of Gridania. There’s been some talk amongstthe elder matriarchs of our tribe of relocating closer to the city – since the Calamity things have become increasingly dangerous this far out in the wilds and they’ve seen fewer suitable breeding males come along. Since my plan is to journey beyond even theShroud, I expect it may become quite difficult to find my tribe again.
That sounds sad I suppose, but for a male Keeper itreally isn’t too terrible. According tothe elders of my tribe it is actually very rare for a male of a tribe to ever return, even just to visit. Still, Ithink it is probably at least somewhat comforting to know where you came from is, in fact, still there.
Be that as it may, times change and to fight against thatis about as pointless as insisting our beloved Moon Goddess always show the same face to Eorzia. Nothing can stop itfrom changing, so complaining is pretty much just a waste of effort.
A few of my sisters and cousins have asked me where Iwill go. I think I shall journey toUl’dah in the distant lands of Thanalan and take up the life of a sellsword and adventurer. Goddess knows I’ve neverbeen one to stick to anything so if I am to be honest with myself I must confess that I shall probably never be much more than a journeyed dabbler of this and that and never remembered as a great anything.
Other than, perhaps, a great nuisance! Hah!
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Among our people the women rule and manage affairs. We males are often consumed by wanderlustuntil we are too advanced in years to do so anymore. One such old man was of my favorite uncles wholived among my tribe. Even so itcertainly seemed he was “well appreciated†by many of the women of my tribe. I only hope if I live so long andsettle somewhere I can be so lucky.
Our tribe is located in the distant reaches of theShroud, some considerable distance from the nearest city-state of Gridania. There’s been some talk amongstthe elder matriarchs of our tribe of relocating closer to the city – since the Calamity things have become increasingly dangerous this far out in the wilds and they’ve seen fewer suitable breeding males come along. Since my plan is to journey beyond even theShroud, I expect it may become quite difficult to find my tribe again.
That sounds sad I suppose, but for a male Keeper itreally isn’t too terrible. According tothe elders of my tribe it is actually very rare for a male of a tribe to ever return, even just to visit. Still, Ithink it is probably at least somewhat comforting to know where you came from is, in fact, still there.
Be that as it may, times change and to fight against thatis about as pointless as insisting our beloved Moon Goddess always show the same face to Eorzia. Nothing can stop itfrom changing, so complaining is pretty much just a waste of effort.
A few of my sisters and cousins have asked me where Iwill go. I think I shall journey toUl’dah in the distant lands of Thanalan and take up the life of a sellsword and adventurer. Goddess knows I’ve neverbeen one to stick to anything so if I am to be honest with myself I must confess that I shall probably never be much more than a journeyed dabbler of this and that and never remembered as a great anything.
Other than, perhaps, a great nuisance! Hah!
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