 All Our Perfect Forms |
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| ID | 7940 | ||
| See Also | Lore version | ||
| Collection | Lore and Culture | ||
| Writer | Andrew Young | ||
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The Many Forms of the Khajiit
As brought down by our Mother Azurah
So that we might one day find our place among ja-Kha'jay
The United Spirit of All Khajiit
The Unified Form That Will Defend Nirni at the End of Time
Know that the form you may inhabit upon Nirni
is to achieve a purpose in a fleeting life
Lives which you may live over and over again
Not in one form, but many
As your soul is eternal and shall fill many vessels
Until we meet again at the end
Hearing Khenarthi's Call
When unto the Moons we will climb
And defy the fate of what Mother wills
Should be Forevermore.
When born all Khajiit are little echoes
ja'Khajiit like baby Jone and Jode
But we grow faster than Others think
And soon our form is made clear.
When Jode is New and Jone is New
Then shall be born the Suthay
Their time is yet to come
Though they find purchase where need is most
Before the end and clarion call
It is the Suthay who will have prepared the way.
When Jode is New and Jone is Waning
Then shall be born the Suthay-Raht
Born to be tested
Among Mother's Others
Fit to endure harsh punishment
Burden bearers, they stand alone
And in the end we will see their triumph.
When Jode is waxing and Jone is full
Then shall be born the Cathay
Whose stride will lay forth the Khajiiti kingdoms
And hold fast our faiths and traditions
Let them say
We are all one in ja-Kha'jay.
When Jode is waxing and Jone is waxing
Then shall be born the Cathay-Raht
Great spotted warriors feared by Others
With fur like armor and claws like knives
Fearless, independent, and bold
Weapons of war but never tools
Defenders to inspire us all.
When Jode is Full and Jone is Full
Then shall be born the Senche
Great Chiefs of Lesser Cats
Lords of the Wilder Lands
They embrace the Way of the Hunt
Such that some may call them beasts
But their souls are thus the purest
And most incorruptible of all Khajiit.
When Jode is Full and Jone is Waxing
Then shall be born the Senche-Raht
War-Callers and Blood-Hunters
The strongest and most dangerous of all Khajiit
With minds as sharp as their claws
The most long lived of all Khajiit
And most feared by Others who oppose us.
When Jode is New and Jone is Full
Then shall be born the Ohmes
Hairless infiltrators that most cannot even see are Khajiit
Beautiful, yes, but more akin to Elves in visage
Still, their unique beauty offers advantage
The Ohmes are among our greatest spies.
When Jode is New and Jone is Waxing
Then shall be born the Ohmes-Raht
For Lorkhaj favored those he called Men
And told Azurah they would need guidance
Ohmes-Raht you cannot tell are Khajiit at all
Save that they have more hair than most
So long as they hide their tail
You may find them among Kings of Men.
When Jode is waning and Jone is full
Then shall be born the Alfiq
Cunning and wise
Teeming with magical might
And all the knowledge of our ancestors
Many lead us as Clan Mothers
While many more pull strings from the shadows
Beneath the Moons.
When Jode is waning and Jone is waxing
Then shall be born the Alfiq-Raht
Secret-Keepers and War-Weavers
These masterminds mold the shape of our kingdoms
Strengthening us at times, tempering us in others
To ensure we remain hardy and strong For what is to come.
When Jode is waning and Jone is new
Then shall be born the Dagi
Tree-dwellers of Tenmar
Trickery and deception is their forte
Masters of Illusory Rites
To hide what Others must never know.
When Jode is waning and Jone is waning
Then shall be born the Dagi-Raht
Hidden Mystics of the Jungle Weave
They carry down the magic of old
And divine the knowledge we will need
To protect the secrets of Torval.
When Jode is Full and Jone is New
Then shall be born the Pahmar
Striped warriors who live for battle
Their bloodlust unmatched
You will find them at the forefront of every war
Striking fear in the hearts of those who threaten our kingdoms.
When Jode is Full and Jone is Waning
Then shall be born the Pahmar-Raht
Greatest of generals and strategists
They lead our soldiers to war
With a roar that can shatter mountains
And a cry that can embolden armies
Even one can turn the tide of battle.
When Jode is waxing and Jone is new
Then shall be born the Tojay
Dancers in the Dark
And Masters of Forbidden Arts
They tell us the will of the Moons
And wield the magicks beyond
So pure are their souls
Only Moonlight echoes forth.
When Jode is waxing and Jone is waning
Then shall be born the Tojay-Raht
Masters of Fang and Claw
And the Dance of the Duel
They perfect Mind, Body, and Spirit
To become paragons of Soul
ja-Kha'jay given form
They train for the War at the End.
Under the Hidden Moon
Then shall be born the Mane
Lion Lords and natural leaders
They carry the burden of all
Only one will be chosen
To wear the Crown of Braids
But though forgotten or remembered
Each Mane will forever alter
The Fate of All Khajiit.