Lynx Tribe (Dune Specters)
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To outsiders looking in, “Dune Specters” are a self-ascribed sept of nomadic Seeker of the Sun miqo’te with a thousand malm-wide streak of religious zealotry and a penchant for maximizing the proficiency of their warriors at all costs. Epochs ago, several vagrant Lynx families willfully relocated to the sands of the southern Sagolii on sabbatical, seeking spiritual enlightenment under that harshest conditions of Azeyma’s gaze. Their philosophy and their brood has festered in the blazing dunes since. Most Dune Specters other miqo'te encounter are members of the warrior caste, however, so Sunseeker society has painted them with that brush. For their part, the Tomb Rot have done nothing to stop this misunderstanding. If it keeps Drake, resource poachers, and Keepers off their heels and it occludes the true nature of the sept, all the better for them.
Dune Specters come in many shapes, sizes, and colors although most are incredibly physically fit due to a life of conditioning to defend against skirmishes and protecting territory.
All born into the bloodline and not absorbed into the sept, however, possess the following traits:
The sept roams the vast sands of the Sagolii, only settling in one place for a short period of time as to not dry up precious resources. There exists particular oasis or caves that they revisit often and it is not uncommon for them to roost at these particular locales several times a year.
Due to their migrant lifestyle, members of the sept live an exceptionally plain lifestyle and do not cumber themselves with superfluous wealth or acquisitions. With their chocobo and drake-steeds only able to ferry a certain amount of weight at a time, they are predisposed to storing extra materials and useful possessions deep in caves for retrieval later in the year.
The sept is structured into three castes with specific duties integral to survival and their ultimate quest for enlightenment. Be as it may that the whole system would topple if one of the triad should fall, the reality is that due to the emphasis on religion in this society one obvious caste is generally revered above the other two.
Opinion varies from miqo’te to miqo’te: the members of one caste may consider themselves superior or perhaps pity the lower and speak out for them as essential to survival. There are plenty of members of the lowest caste that advocate they are the true unsung hero and that the “highest” caste is merely sitting on its laurels and will have a day of reckoning. ■ The Conclave: Also known as “the council.” This caste is composed of religious figureheads and their sycophants. Seeing as the purpose of the sept is driven by devotion to Azeyma, this caste considers itself a cut above the rest. Unfortunately, the current generation of elders that sit on the council governing the sept are predominantly arrogant and do not have the best interests of the sept as a whole in mind. ■ Warriors and Hunters: The primary duties of this caste is to advise the elders of the council on matters that pertain to defense of the sept as a whole as well as guide the warrior caste in its defense of its families. In truth, the council is simply holding the leash of a predatory caste of well-disciplined soldiers who may or may not obey any particular suggestion given to them. Wise council members choose to guide rather than command, else these predators turn on the leash-holder. While hunters are not exclusive to this caste, the best of the best usually are incorporated into this caste. ■ Laborers: This is considered the “lowest of the low by the other castes.” This caste is a collective of skilled craftsmen and back-breaking laborers. As it stands, there exists even sub-divisions in castes. One particular noteworthy instance involves whispers of an exclusive, elite task force of assassins that interweave the ranks of the conclave and warriors. These shadows of Azeyma are sent out to eliminate high interest targets that oppose the mission statement of the sept as a whole. Rare are they mentioned, only in murmur and rumor, for fear of retaliation or other members of the sept believing one has caught madness.
In the unforgiving conditions of the Sagolii, one eats whatever happens along to survive. Snakes, reptiles, scorpions, birds, insects and small mammals prove easy prey. Gathered about enjoying a delicious meal together is a favorite pastime of these desert-dwellers, as it builds strong bonds between family and sept members alike. It’s easy to settle down around aldgoat meat and forget that you are a different cast than the one you are sharing a meal with. Animals that have a high fat content are specially prepared during celebrations. Water is a scarce commodity in the desert, as such, the sept siphons it from wherever it can. Waterholes, oasis, collecting morning dew; name it and it is done. When resorting to cacti for a source of hydration, members are advised to boil it before consuming it or mix in herbs to counteract the effects of the toxic acids and alkaloids.
The nomadic lifestyle requires easy-care garments that also incorporate traditional fashion. Long robes shield the skin from the sun and elements, and when worn loose, offer a convection-style of cooling. Turbans or shrouds wrapped around the head prevent windburn and blasts of biting sand during the day while providing warmth when the temperatures nosedive at night. Linens tend to breathe the best when near the skin. Interestingly, black proves to be a popular linen color. When worn loose, the color absorbs body heat as opposed to white linen reflecting it back.
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