The Northern Empty
Though built from an enormous natural cavern, Labyrinthos nevertheless required extensive development of the surrounding terrain. In the process of excavating layer upon layer of land, an unusual seed specimen was discovered. Unearthed after millennia...
Sharlayan's researchers, naturally, planted it in fertile soil and watered away. Lo and behold, it sprouted right before their eyes! They were positively overjoyed.
Alas, their joy soon turned to terror when the fully grown specimen began to sing a most bewitching song. A full day passed before the researchers were able to cease dancing hysterically and term her "hulder", after beings from local folklore.
The Central Circuit - the deepest layer of Labyrinthos - houses facilities called "elemental reactors", which are used to adjust its climate.
Recently, a pair of trolls have been causing mischief around one such facility, each trick less amusing than the last. Indeed, for reasons known to none but themselves, the two even captured a small serpent they found amidst their trolling, and hurled it into the elemental reactor!
A few weeks passed before the serpent slithered out of the facility, unharmed, but no longer small. Nay, after absorbing an exorbitant amount of aqueous aether from the reactor, our little Storsie had grown to an enormous size and developed a ferocious nature.
Sugriva once led a pack of wolves in the north of Thavnair, within the dense jungle of Vanaspati. By all accounts, he is a truly enormous specimen.
Nevertheless, the previous alpha returned to reclaim his pack and successfully ousted Sugriva, who migrated south. He now wreaks havoc in his exile, and the people want for someone willing to slay the beast.
Fortunately, a professor of biology filed a request for a vibrant pelt the other day, and Sugriva happens to fit the bill. For once, the faculty's timing couldn't be more perfect!
The Au Ra's flavor of Hannish once used the word "yilan" to mean "snake", though I fear that fails to capture the - frankly repulsive- image of what the Faculty of Medicine has requested you hunt down.
According to reports from the local naturalists, the creature emits aether from its photophores that crushes its prey into a more diminutive form, the better to swallow it whole. Not pleasant, oh no.
Though researchers in Labyrinthos have pioneered technology capable of controlling the local climate, such control requires an immense amount of variously aspected aether to maintain.
We must find a means to guarantee healthy crops without such technology, in even the most extreme of climes. The capability to do so is vital in cultivating untamed reaches but also for ensuring stability for already established populaces.
Thus did the Studium's biologists set their sights on Aegeiros, with bark so resistant to cold that it thrives in the most frigid of climes. Admittedly, harvesting a bit of bark would require no great expertise...if our subject weren't known to prey on great bears and the like.
The Studium's engineers are currently developing a machine capable of operating in freezing temperatures, and have requested the procurement of a certain warmachina to aid in their project Minerva.
Don't be fooled by the familiar name, this is a cold and unfeeling magitek avenger prototype that we are discussing. From what I understand, the machine was affectionately named after its creator's daughter.
Which gives rise to the question: what kind of parent gives a magitek weapon modeled after the sasquatch the same name as their daughter!? Perhaps there is some manner of Garlean tradition here to which I am not privy...but I daresay dismantling the thing would be doing the poor child a favor.
The Sea of Stars
You are aware that falling stars observed in the night sky are, in fact, meteors formed of stone, metals, and minerals from beyond our star, yes? Though they do often burn to nothing during their journey, some few survive to impact Hydaelyn's surface.
When a large meteor collides with the star, an explosive burst results. Now, what do you suppose would happen to seeds buried in the land impacted by a meteor of truly astronomical proportions? Would they, snug in their chunks of earth, not be sent soaring to the surface of the moon?
I note your skepticism, but consider the irrepressible nature of seedkin such as the sabotender... Then consider how fascinating it would be if their seeds were to blossom on the moon! Why, such hardy specimens might evolve into true queens among sabotenders nay, lunatenders!
As one should hope you are aware, summoning a high-ranking voidsent to our plane requires a vast amount of aether be manipulated to tear a hole in the veil betwixt this world and the void.
On extremely rare occasion, however, a tear may naturally form, creating a planar fissure from which the likes of low-ranking voidsent, such as the imp, squirm their way into our world. Obviously, this phenomenon must also occur on the moon.
Now, without a satisfactory vessel to inhabit on the moon's surface, I am quite certain the voidsent would be forced to dwell in an amorphous lump of lunar soil. The only true question is what to name the resulting specimen...but I think mousse princess sounds rather sweet, don't you?
The World Unsundered
Though I am not proud of it, there was a period of time when I spent a fortune collecting Allagan tomestones, intent on scouring them for information pertaining to mythology.
One such tomestone related a tale from the southern continent of Meracydia. It centers a spirit that resembles a crocodile, a spirit by the name of "Gurangatch". Curiously, the myth claims that Gurangatch stands upright on its hind legs, roaming the land in search of...
Never mind, that's not important. What matters is that I believe this to be more than a mere cautionary tale about the danger of crocodiles to their immediate community. Its inspiration must have been found in reality, and we are going to prove it!
An Eorzean acquaintance of mine recently informed me of a most confounding incident. Evidently, a shark walking upon two legs assaulted the site of an annual faire! Though it defies reason, I cannot but feel...excited.
Why, you ask? As a matter of fact, a creature with the selfsame description appears in Nymian mythology, a creature known as the "petalodus". I always found it an amusing thought, though of course the notion of a shark with ambulatory limbs beggars belief.
...Or does it? If we can verify that the petalodus once existed, I have my proof that certain Nymian myths must be founded in reality. And you shall have a charming story to share with your own friends, I'm sure.
The Sea of Stars / Edge of the Universe
What traits mark organisms as alive you doubtless wonder! Ahem. Most possess reproductive capabilities, the ability to evolve and adapt, and survival instincts or mechanisms. Even a machine, should it possess all of these traits, would be classified as a living organism.
Which brings us to Omega. Was it, in fact, alien life? Yes, says I!
To prove this, naturally, I require evidence both that Omega came to us from the sea of stars as the Allagans wrote, and that its species satisfies the conditions I described. Evidence of evolution from its home star, in other words!
The half-wits who mock me with taunts that xenofauna do not exist ought to march to Dravania, that they might be devoured as penance for their stupidity!
You must agree with me! 'Twas an ally of the Scions, after all, who spoke of how Midgardsormr did once travel the great expanse. This can only mean that the Father of Dragons and his offspring are technically alien life!
If we can prove this scientific fact rather than hearsay, I will take great satisfaction in the dumbfounded expressions writ across the faces of those fools who banished me from the astronomical society...