The Great Moth of Dashmanaug

The Great Moth of Dashmanaug is an ancient, slightly luminous and deeply wise character, living and working in the Ee'Noull Valley of Mirico. The lands of his birth have been inundated by Man, and the Ee'Noull specifically has been stripped and mined for copper, making the area a dead zone for thousands of years. Dashmanaug's greatest hope is to rehabilitate the region with the introduction of plants and creatures that absorb toxins from the soil, and in his efforts Dashmanaug has employed both human beings and Earth Ambassadors alike.

Luminous insects and other moths are drawn to his subtle glow, and often he travels with a whirling crown of fireflies above his head. His lantern, or Pirn, always shines more brightly when he takes it in hand, and one of his favorite Miriconian songs happens to be about such a lantern. The song speaks of hope, as the light of the Pirn guides us through a dark time, toward the light of a new day.

Though bitter be the night beyond our little arc of light

Though starless sky be beating on the roof with all its might

Here be the glow that we gather 'round while night be on the sill

And here to stay sing the night away to the break of dawn until

Though the dark of it be a mystery there is naught of night to fear

Though may cry the owl and the windy howl I am with you now so near

For we be warm all within a ring of pirn-glow safe and sound

So nestle in and listen to the eve'ing winging down

Though shadow stark staring through the boughs where together now we lay

Still sparkle-sky send a twinkle-eye 'pon the near and far away

Where wander we ever onward wend tremble never for the cold

For lantern light warms the wander-night with the flame of *Yirdil Old.

Now the moons are peeking o'er the trees and the wind is whining shrill

The stars above all a'shivering just beyond the shadowy hill

Though lonely I so was before now your company I keep

And even on the coldest night so soundly do I sleep

*Yirdil refers to the oldest energy born of the Earth, the first life and first light that shone as it rose from the darkness. Sometimes Yirdil is a shining tree, also known as Yirdilfi, and other times the ancient light is referred to as Chimaquatka, the Mother Universe or Womb.