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GARLEMALD DUNGEON???

IS IT OUR TIME? FELLOW GARLEANS, RISE UP. It is our moment.

#FFXIV #FFXIVGarlemald #Garlemald

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Ist Legion's Scout

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Monk | #Garlemald | #FFXIVglamour

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Garlean Steel

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Gunbreaker | #Garlemald | #FFXIVglamour

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4. Hidden

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#Thanuary2026 | #WoLcred | #Thancred | #Endwalker | #Garlemald | #Leejacred | #LeejaLore

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For Glory everlasting!

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Reaper | #Garlemald | #FFXIVglamour

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The Last Reaper.

#FFXIV #FF14 #FFXIVglamour #Garlemald

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#LofiArtParty

Scyla sas Revanos

#FFXIVScreenshot #FFXIVScreenshots #GPoser #GPoses #Garlean #Garlemald

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I made a whole set of pictures with this glam for 7.4.
It took me 5 hours.

#FFXIV #Garlemald

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A map of Ilsabard, showing the reach of the former Garlean empire, bordered by the independent nations of Ala Mhigo, Werlyt, and Bozja. Within the bounds of the Empire's former territory are three pretender states - Locus Amoenus, Imperium Oriens, and Imperium Nabrea - and the Garlean Republic, which consists of seven provinces - Glacies Occidens, Glacies Oriens, Civitas Capitalis, Escvium, Nhalmasque, Morlyt, and Meridianus.

A map of Ilsabard, showing the reach of the former Garlean empire, bordered by the independent nations of Ala Mhigo, Werlyt, and Bozja. Within the bounds of the Empire's former territory are three pretender states - Locus Amoenus, Imperium Oriens, and Imperium Nabrea - and the Garlean Republic, which consists of seven provinces - Glacies Occidens, Glacies Oriens, Civitas Capitalis, Escvium, Nhalmasque, Morlyt, and Meridianus.

A more zoomed in map of the Garlean Republic (Respublica Garleanum) showing the capital cities of each provinces  - Civitas Garlemald in Civitas Capitalis, Porta Nivalis in Glacies Occidens, Zalanius in Glacies Oriens, Priscinia in Escvium, Nhalmasque in its eponymous province, Lewengard in Morlyt, Southway in Meridianus, and Barheim in the pretender state of Imperium Oriens.

A more zoomed in map of the Garlean Republic (Respublica Garleanum) showing the capital cities of each provinces - Civitas Garlemald in Civitas Capitalis, Porta Nivalis in Glacies Occidens, Zalanius in Glacies Oriens, Priscinia in Escvium, Nhalmasque in its eponymous province, Lewengard in Morlyt, Southway in Meridianus, and Barheim in the pretender state of Imperium Oriens.

figured I'd do a thread for how Garlemald turned out in Apollolore, since I allude to it vaguely often enough.

Here's most of the lore I've got for the Second Garlean Republic and the Garlean pretender states occupying much of the territory of the old Empire.

#ffxiv #garlemald #garlean

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A black and white photo, labeled (in Eorzean text) "vale dicere apollo, 8-23-1570" (the Latin meaning basically "saying goodbye to Apollo")

The photograph is of two miqo'te adults flanking a miqo'te teenager in front of a train station on the edge of Garlemald proper. The teenager in the middle is Apollo, aged 16, with long dark blonde hair. She's wearing a faded blue winter coat with a blue plaid scarf. Her expression is joyful, smiling wide for the camera.

To her right is her father, Lanatus, a jovial (if somewhat aged) miqo'te man with long auburn hair and a big green sweater, an open-mouthed grin on his face. To her left is her mother, Marca, the tallest of the three, with similar long blonde hair to Apollo, wearing a light pink coat over a faded purple sweater, a more subdued smile on her face. Both are putting their arms on Apollo's left shoulder.

A black and white photo, labeled (in Eorzean text) "vale dicere apollo, 8-23-1570" (the Latin meaning basically "saying goodbye to Apollo") The photograph is of two miqo'te adults flanking a miqo'te teenager in front of a train station on the edge of Garlemald proper. The teenager in the middle is Apollo, aged 16, with long dark blonde hair. She's wearing a faded blue winter coat with a blue plaid scarf. Her expression is joyful, smiling wide for the camera. To her right is her father, Lanatus, a jovial (if somewhat aged) miqo'te man with long auburn hair and a big green sweater, an open-mouthed grin on his face. To her left is her mother, Marca, the tallest of the three, with similar long blonde hair to Apollo, wearing a light pink coat over a faded purple sweater, a more subdued smile on her face. Both are putting their arms on Apollo's left shoulder.

The same picture as before, but in color.

The same picture as before, but in color.

The Ilsabard Contigent's mission to Garlemald gave Apollo a chance to try and find her family after nine years apart.

If only she found more than old photos in an abandoned house.

#apolloffxiv #garlemald #miqote #endwalker

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Angel of Death or Mercy?

#ffxiv #finalfantasyxiv #ffxivgpose #garlemald #dawntrail

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Dark Winter Nights

#ffxivscenery ✦ #FFXIV ✦ #gpose ✦ #Garlemald

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Happy Birthday

#noai #noaiart #art #artist #artwork #myart #myartwork #ownart #artofbsky #artistofbsky #digitalart #digitalartist #digitalpainting #digitalillustration #clipstudiopaint #csp
#fanart #ffxiv #ff14 #zenos #zenosyaegalvus #garlemald #garlean #prince #birthday #cake #present #gift

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A picture of Maxima zos Galvus, an original character of ffxiv, using a modded sculpt and ears to appear like an elezen, despite using a hyur base. She has fair skin with blush under the eyes and on her eartips, blue-grey eyes and brown hair, with black ribbons and white gemstones braided into it's sides. She wears a black metal circlet on her forehead, and a black dress with a chest window. The picture frames her head and a bit of her upper torso, cutting around the chest. A light grey motif frames the picture, with intricate detailling around the corners. She is looking up and away to the right.

A picture of Maxima zos Galvus, an original character of ffxiv, using a modded sculpt and ears to appear like an elezen, despite using a hyur base. She has fair skin with blush under the eyes and on her eartips, blue-grey eyes and brown hair, with black ribbons and white gemstones braided into it's sides. She wears a black metal circlet on her forehead, and a black dress with a chest window. The picture frames her head and a bit of her upper torso, cutting around the chest. A light grey motif frames the picture, with intricate detailling around the corners. She is looking up and away to the right.

#FFXIV | #GPOSE | #FF14 | #originalcharacter | #Garlemald

Her Imperial Highness, Empress of Garlemald && it's colonies, Maxima zos Galvus

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In which I softlaunch my presence on bsky by posting my blorbo from the Worst Nation in the Game(tm)

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Am I too late to to mention this or what hsjdf but this is my piece for Broken Chains: Garlemald Zine (@garlemaldzine.bsky.social) feat. your soggy boy, Solus! 🎢 If you haven't looked at it, IT IS TIME.

#ffxiv #ffxivart #garlemald

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Theyre blowing off some steam...

#ffxiv β˜† #oc β˜† #cyborg β˜† #garlemald β˜† #kinidraws

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And is she taunting Zenos from the outside of the consulate? MAYBE.

#GPOSER | #GPOSERS | #FFXIV | #FFXIVGpose | #Garlemald | #Kugane

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Broken Chains | PDF to Flipbook Created with the Heyzine flipbook maker

It's here! Broken Chains: A Garlean Ephemera Zine is now available for FREE to read at the link below. Read about the rise, fall, and recovery of FFXIV's most infamous empire through the eyes of its people. heyzine.com/flip-book/22... #ffzines #fanzines #garlemald

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A screenshot from the MMO Final Fantasy XIV. Ken, a Hyuran male dressed in a heavy coat and fur-lined cap, stands looking over a ruined street in the war-torn Imperial capital of Garlemald.

A screenshot from the MMO Final Fantasy XIV. Ken, a Hyuran male dressed in a heavy coat and fur-lined cap, stands looking over a ruined street in the war-torn Imperial capital of Garlemald.

A screenshot from the MMO Final Fantasy XIV. On a grey and snowy morning, Hyuran male Ken Hidaka stands in front of a mounted map of a park and playground in its former glory. Behind the placard, the skeletal ruins of tower blocks van be glimpsed.

A screenshot from the MMO Final Fantasy XIV. On a grey and snowy morning, Hyuran male Ken Hidaka stands in front of a mounted map of a park and playground in its former glory. Behind the placard, the skeletal ruins of tower blocks van be glimpsed.

#ffxiv #garlemald

Expecting something different.

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Child Styrntoum (Valtia) holding their mother's hand as they wait on the train platform outside of Garlemald's capital. The image is slightly de-saturated to imply the relative distance and vagueness of the recollection.

Child Styrntoum (Valtia) holding their mother's hand as they wait on the train platform outside of Garlemald's capital. The image is slightly de-saturated to imply the relative distance and vagueness of the recollection.

A wide shot version of the prior picture taken from the back as the two Roegadyn wait for the train to arrive.

A wide shot version of the prior picture taken from the back as the two Roegadyn wait for the train to arrive.

Styrntoum has fallen asleep on their mother on the long train ride to the capital, their Mother's face is cut off by the framing. They cannot recall her likeness with any clarity.

Styrntoum has fallen asleep on their mother on the long train ride to the capital, their Mother's face is cut off by the framing. They cannot recall her likeness with any clarity.

Memories of a Train

[ #gpose | #FFXIV | #garlemald | #roegadyn | #valtiaverse ]

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Largo Canzondolore stands with his captain's longcoat wrapped tightly around him, in an attempt to stave off the frigid cold of Garlemald. He is on the rooftop ledge of what was once one of the tallest buildings in Garlemald, a towering structure reaching for the unattainable heavens. Camp Broken Glass is faintly visible in the background behind him. He stares at something far behind the viewer, a look somewhere between annoyance and disgust pulling his features down with an emotional gravity.
"Incredible," he thinks to himself, "how suddenly the greatest civilizations of the star tend to crumble. Even the Ascians, the pinnacle of magical and intellectual achievement, with the power to create anything they desired... brought down by a fragile homunculus of their own design, propelled into the heavens by a single question."

Largo Canzondolore stands with his captain's longcoat wrapped tightly around him, in an attempt to stave off the frigid cold of Garlemald. He is on the rooftop ledge of what was once one of the tallest buildings in Garlemald, a towering structure reaching for the unattainable heavens. Camp Broken Glass is faintly visible in the background behind him. He stares at something far behind the viewer, a look somewhere between annoyance and disgust pulling his features down with an emotional gravity. "Incredible," he thinks to himself, "how suddenly the greatest civilizations of the star tend to crumble. Even the Ascians, the pinnacle of magical and intellectual achievement, with the power to create anything they desired... brought down by a fragile homunculus of their own design, propelled into the heavens by a single question."

The view shifts to show the blasted remains of the Garlean capital to Largo's left. Still he stands, silently staring.
"Belah'dia and Sil'dih. Allag. Amdapor, Nym, Mhach. And here lies Garlemald. In the frozen wastes the benighted race of outcasts eked out a living, and then found a way to thrive... for a time. The most advanced society of two Astral Eras, save Sharlayan, I suppose. They could have been as gods. Even the lowliest citizens lived like nobles in their warm, lit, clean little homes. A little technology-fuelled paradise nestled in a frozen hell."

The view shifts to show the blasted remains of the Garlean capital to Largo's left. Still he stands, silently staring. "Belah'dia and Sil'dih. Allag. Amdapor, Nym, Mhach. And here lies Garlemald. In the frozen wastes the benighted race of outcasts eked out a living, and then found a way to thrive... for a time. The most advanced society of two Astral Eras, save Sharlayan, I suppose. They could have been as gods. Even the lowliest citizens lived like nobles in their warm, lit, clean little homes. A little technology-fuelled paradise nestled in a frozen hell."

The view shifts again, finally revealing what Largo has been staring at all this time β€” the still-fulminating monstrosity that was once the imperial palace, but is now the ruined Tower of Babil. Largo remains unmoved in his bitter ruminations.
"And then you came along," he says audibly, his internal monologue escaping from his mind and onto the bitter wind. "You perverse monstrosity of a man. Wholly consumed by one toxic obsession after another. Not a single redeeming quality to your wretched, festering boil of a soul. From what black current of the aetherial sea did you rise to torment this star? Even Zodiark had a purpose. A cause. That such a sad, empty husk of a man could bring down this mighty nation, from within... and for what? For naught and all. And the stain remains."

The view shifts again, finally revealing what Largo has been staring at all this time β€” the still-fulminating monstrosity that was once the imperial palace, but is now the ruined Tower of Babil. Largo remains unmoved in his bitter ruminations. "And then you came along," he says audibly, his internal monologue escaping from his mind and onto the bitter wind. "You perverse monstrosity of a man. Wholly consumed by one toxic obsession after another. Not a single redeeming quality to your wretched, festering boil of a soul. From what black current of the aetherial sea did you rise to torment this star? Even Zodiark had a purpose. A cause. That such a sad, empty husk of a man could bring down this mighty nation, from within... and for what? For naught and all. And the stain remains."

Largo sighs, a hiss of smoldering annoyance through lips pursed against the cold. "What a colossal fecking waste."

Largo sighs, a hiss of smoldering annoyance through lips pursed against the cold. "What a colossal fecking waste."

#Junelezen2025, Day 05: Ice

[ CW: Many various main-story spoilers ]

Much like a more widely-known wandering minstrel, Largo cannot help but indulge reminiscent speculations of what was... and what might have been.

#FFXIV #Junelezen #WoLcomics #elezen #Garlemald #Endwalker #Zenos

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BONUS for Garlean Week - Nael van Darnus, Legatus of the VIIth Legion

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Garlean | #Garlemald | #Nael | #NaelDarnus | #Blender | #Render

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Garlean Week - Zenos yae Galvus, Crown Prince

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Garlean | #Garlemald | #Zenos | #ZenosGalvus | #Blender | #Render

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Garlean Week - Jullus pyr Norbanus

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Garlean | #Garlemald | #JullusNorbanus | #Blender | #Render

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Garlean Week - Regula van Hydrus, Legatus of the VIth Legion

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Garlean | #Garlemald | #RegulaHydrus | #Blender | #Render

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Garlean Week - Nero tol Scaeva, Tribunus of the XIVth Legion

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Garlean | #Garlemald | #NeroScaeva | #Blender | #Render

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Garlean Week - Livia sas Junius, Tribunus of the XIVth Legion

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Garlean | #Garlemald | #LiviaJunius | #Blender | #Render

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Garlean Week - Rhitahtyn sas Arvina, Praefectus Castrorum of the XIVth Legion

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Garlean | #Garlemald | #Roegadyn | #Rhitahtyn | #RhitahtynArvina | #Blender | #Render

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Garlean Week - Gaius van Baelsar, Legatus of the XIVth Legion

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Garlean | #Garlemald | #GaiusBaelsar | #Blender | #Render

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