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Training needed! - Nataru - 04-27-2015 Hello! As of late Nat has been neglecting her fighting skills and wants to get back into tournament fighting shape! That being said she needs a fist fighter to train her! Plus i'd like to gain more knowledge in the monk/pugilist lore. If you're interested lemme know! RE: Training needed! - Warren Castille - 04-27-2015 Needs some practice, eh...? If only there was some place you could get back in fighting shape without risking your life... Hm... RE: Training needed! - Nataru - 04-27-2015 XD shes gone twice and lost first and second round!! RE: Training needed! - Mikh'a - 04-27-2015 (04-27-2015, 02:32 PM)Nataru Wrote: XD shes gone twice and lost first and second round!! Keep going! Be the little guy that rises up and steps on everyone, eventually! RE: Training needed! - Sounsyy - 04-27-2015 (04-27-2015, 02:09 PM)Nataru Wrote: Plus i'd like to gain more knowledge in the monk/pugilist lore. Lore! Pugilism is defined as the profession or hobby of boxing. However, in FFXIV, the Pugilist Guild is more than just prized fistfighters. The Guild and it's members serve as Ul'dah's debt collectors for the Platinum Mirage - an exclusive club for the most elite of Ul'dahn blood. The gambling halls of the Platinum Mirage handle extremely large amounts of gil, so Pugilists are hired to monitor the halls, keep track of exchanges, and make sure all debts to the Hall are paid in full. Failure to pay your due, and the Pugilists will pay you a very unfriendly visit. This has given rise to the Guild's motto: "A closed fist drops no gil" which is written above the metal shield statue opposite the door. In 1.0, the Guild occasionally loaned its pugilists out as mercenaries for profit. Seeing as how many of the pugilist members were actually former Coliseum gladiators scouted by the Mirage, it makes sense that many of these fighters would continue to do mercenary work. Lore Text about the Platinum Mirage Gagaruna Wrote:Welcome, friend, to the Platinum Mirage, where the sands turn to gil! But do not be deceived - we are no mere gambling arena. We are the very driving force behind Ul'dahs economy. We amass gil, to be sure, but we also lend it. It is our duty to see that the city maintains a healthy flow of gil. Of course, such dealings as ours carry inherent risks, and we are always looking for able-bodied adventurers to serve in our guard. Shamani Lohmani Wrote:Every soul in Ul'dah knows that nothing escapes the Mirage's notice - no task or dealing, great or small. They fear us. They fear our strength lest it be brought to bear upon them. And that fear is what preserves the order of things. Gelther Wrote:You know Didilata? Short, broke, never pays what he owes? Yeah, that bleedin' whoreson! Tell him to pay up, or I swear by the Twelve I'll beat him so hard it'll feel like the second comin' of Dalamud." Jajakuta Wrote:Did you ever wonder why the Gladiator's Guild is found next to the Platinum Mirage? The casino hires the swordsmen to watch over their elite clientele. But not to keep them. No, they are there to see to it the wealthy patrons do not cheat the house. Essylt Wrote:The gambling halls of the Platinum Mirage are as an oasis of fortune - a glimmering, silvery dream to which one cannot help but be drawn. Beyond these doors are found fantastical amusements and thrilling games of chance to delight and entertain... assuming you are part of our exclusive membership. I regret to announce that this most privileged club is not currently open for applications. But do not lose heart! Hoard your gil and pile your precious stones in preparation for that day when a position opens, and you, madam, might purchase the right to stride across the threshold into paradise itself. Agnys Wrote:I had no idea that the Platinum Mirage was such an exclusive establishment. That they can afford to turn away wealthy individuals like myself speaks volumes. It's probably for the best, though. An old acquaintance of mine lost everything in the gambling halls. Last I heard, she had run afoul of some dangerous people - or was it that she had fallen in with them? I can't seem to recall... Titinin Wrote:The work itself don't get much simpler. And there's a pretty gil in it for you. Here's your list of debtors. What do you mean, what are you supposed to do? Nobody's explained it to you? You'll be collecting on outstanding loans, of course. The names on that list are some of our valued patrons. Their love for the Mirage is trumped only by their love for money. And so it's our pleasure to fund their recreation. Sad to say, though, the grace period for the latest round of installments is nearly up. So you are to pay them each a visit in turn and collect payment. You needn't worry. They're all the type to pay without needing any excessive... persuasion. Gunnulf Wrote:There's a game over at the Platinum Mirage what only caters to the richest o' the rich. Seems the gamblin' tables don't hold no thrill for their like no more. No, it's bloodshed they want, and they'll stop at naught to have it. Hells, some time ago they took to pittin' their debtors against each other. Raubahn the Bull put an end to those games when he took his seat on the Syndicate. Some two years past, that was. But he set out on his journey a short time after, and without him 'round to enforce his word, the fights were on again afore long. The House Always Wins Here There Be Pirates Two Sides to Every Chip Okay, onto Monks! Monks are/were members of the religious and political Order of the Fist of Rhalgr in Ala Mhigo prior to 1552 6AE, five years before the fall of Ala Mhigo to the Garleans. I'll let Erik's lore text explain everything as it's a very detailed history. Enjoy! Erik Wrote:The monks and the Fist of Rhalgr are interesting in the same way as any other organized relgion - a sad, pathetic, and humorous way. The brothers and sisters of the monkhood are those souls training in the service of Rhalgr, god of destruction among the Twelve. The Fist of Rhalgr is their order. This text makes brief mention of Monks using aether and forming "chakras." The Monk Job storyline explains this in a bit better detail, but put simply: Monks prefer training in areas dense with aether. They saturate their bodies in the aether to unlock greater power and bring themselves closer to Rhalgr. These dense aetherial areas are most often ancient battlefields. Erik explains that when a person dies, their aether is violently torn from their corporeal form and left to lie in the ground and slowly return to the Lifestream. However, only so much aether can pass from the physical plane to the aetherial plane at a time - known as the Aetherial Threshold. Any aether in excess is left behind to form crystals or in rare cases feed ghosts or revenants of deceased souls still clinging to this plane. Lodestone Wrote:The celebrated monk Ivon Coeurlfist passed his days in ascetic seclusion atop the mountains of Gyr Abania. It was there, legend tells, that he sought out coeurls with which to vie, in a bid to advance his training. In time, he came to incorporate the natural movements of the beasts into his fighting style, and in so doing established a legacy in the martial arts which has known no rival since. Ever at his side was his beloved Sphairai, a pair of deadly striking weapons shaped in the likeness of coeurl heads. Gerolt Wrote:Fancy yerself handy with yer fists, eh? Then mayhap ye've heard of the legendary monk Ivon Coeurlfist. The man was mad about coeurls─proper bleedin' besotted, from what I hear. All sounded a bit...unnatural, if you ask me. Anyroad, he honed his martial prowess by wanderin' the mountains, fightin' all the coeurls he could find. An' by takin' the creatures' movements for his own, he devised a style of fightin' like no other. But that ain't all. Ivon's, er...love of the felines was such that he had a pair o' Sphairai crafted─fists what looked like coeurls. Legends claim they allowed him to bring the sum of his skills to bear...or maybe cat, on his foes─on account of which, the design grew popular. But now that tradition's in danger of dyin' out, what with Ala Mhigo's fall to the Empire an' all, leavin' nary a weaponsmith as knows how Sphairai are forged. I'll spoiler the rest of the story below as it becomes less about monk lore and more about the fall of the Monkhood to King Theodoric and the eventual fall of Ala Mhigo as a result: Hope this helps! ^^ RE: Training needed! - Nataru - 04-27-2015 Reading material! Yay! tyvm! RE: Training needed! - Taedrinnar - 04-28-2015 (04-27-2015, 08:54 PM)Nataru Wrote: Reading material! Yay! tyvm! Speak to Alekse Sevantai or Iniera Blackthorne in game. They teach a lot of monk lore! |