Ancient Ruins of Tyre-Lantos
Deeper in the forest than most of its inhabitants dare venture lay the ancient ruins of Tyre-Lantos, an ancient figure of dark arcanas. Powerful and wise, Tyre-Lantos locked himself away in a fortress made of thick stones, and there he did many things, among them inventing things that would later be recognized as almost advanced types of technology. Because he greatly feared using his massive power against innocent people in a bad way, he died alone in the fortress, with only his magic and his inventions to keep his grave company. The magic in his body crept forward and snaked themselves through the stones, burying his corpse, which to this day hasn't been found, and sending the stone walls into a state of decaying. Even today, tendrils of magic still wander about, spooking the occasional moogle, and many adventurers risk many a thing searching for Tyre-Lantos' magic books and schematics.
The moogles living in the ruins are quirky little furballs, with less than average social skills since they are few and far between in the massive ruins they scamper through. Spending more time on studying than on socializing, these moogles tend to simply blink at visitors and then scamper away in search of a new discovery. The remnants of Tyre-Lantos' magic sometimes shocks a moogle so badly they are paralyzed for several hours, and even then, they still continue their searches. The ruins are many, and the tendrils of magic that have stayed within the stone are proof that the ruins shall be there for many centuries, if not more.
Deeper in the forest than most of its inhabitants dare venture lay the ancient ruins of Tyre-Lantos, an ancient figure of dark arcanas. Powerful and wise, Tyre-Lantos locked himself away in a fortress made of thick stones, and there he did many things, among them inventing things that would later be recognized as almost advanced types of technology. Because he greatly feared using his massive power against innocent people in a bad way, he died alone in the fortress, with only his magic and his inventions to keep his grave company. The magic in his body crept forward and snaked themselves through the stones, burying his corpse, which to this day hasn't been found, and sending the stone walls into a state of decaying. Even today, tendrils of magic still wander about, spooking the occasional moogle, and many adventurers risk many a thing searching for Tyre-Lantos' magic books and schematics.
The moogles living in the ruins are quirky little furballs, with less than average social skills since they are few and far between in the massive ruins they scamper through. Spending more time on studying than on socializing, these moogles tend to simply blink at visitors and then scamper away in search of a new discovery. The remnants of Tyre-Lantos' magic sometimes shocks a moogle so badly they are paralyzed for several hours, and even then, they still continue their searches. The ruins are many, and the tendrils of magic that have stayed within the stone are proof that the ruins shall be there for many centuries, if not more.
