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| name = Lewin | | name = Lewin | ||
| description = | | description = I run this rabble of chocobos' arses what call themselves archers. | ||
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| location = Seat of the First Bow | | location = Seat of the First Bow | ||
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==Additional Information== | ==Additional Information== | ||
Son of a hunter, Bowlord Lewin whiled away his childhood tracking game through the Twelveswood, bow in hand. Yet, so true did his arrows fly as to catch the attention of the Gods' Quiver, who beckoned him warmly into their ranks. Lewin turned away their entreaties for a time, until tragedy befell him. The love of Lewin's life went missing but a few days after they were married, only to reappear later in the woods—with an Ixali spear in her back. After a humble funeral, Lewin marched directly to the headquarters of the Gods' Quiver, where he has served defending the wood from foes for over thirty summers. Now fifty and four, the weathered Midlander takes his leisure tending to the lilies of his garden. | |||
[[Category:NPCs]] [[Category:Patch 2.0 NPCs]] | [[Category:NPCs]] [[Category:Patch 2.0 NPCs]] | ||
Revision as of 22:51, 11 December 2022
“I run this rabble of chocobos' arses what call themselves archers.
— In-game description
Lewin is a Hyur found in Seat of the First Bow.
Quests Started
| Quest | Type | Level | Quest Giver |
|---|---|---|---|
| Festive Endeavors | 
|
14 | Lewin |
| Who Was That Man in Black | 
|
46 | Lewin |
| The Dark Divinity |
|
46 | Lewin |
Quests Involved In
| Quest | Type | Level | Quest Giver |
|---|---|---|---|
| To Guard a Guardian |
|
14 | Mother Miounne |
| Primal Fear |
|
46 | Urianger |
| On the Road Again |
|
50 | Jehantel |
Additional Information
Son of a hunter, Bowlord Lewin whiled away his childhood tracking game through the Twelveswood, bow in hand. Yet, so true did his arrows fly as to catch the attention of the Gods' Quiver, who beckoned him warmly into their ranks. Lewin turned away their entreaties for a time, until tragedy befell him. The love of Lewin's life went missing but a few days after they were married, only to reappear later in the woods—with an Ixali spear in her back. After a humble funeral, Lewin marched directly to the headquarters of the Gods' Quiver, where he has served defending the wood from foes for over thirty summers. Now fifty and four, the weathered Midlander takes his leisure tending to the lilies of his garden.