Legend of Tulans is a Classic suit that can be obtained through Crafting.
Completion Prize: A Styling Gift Box containing Prayer of Light, Dance of Dawn, Darkness Redemption, Eye of Dawn, Eternal Spirit, Flowing Gloom, Power of Faith, Time Reflection, the background Temple Heart, and 40 
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Wardrobe[]
Hair: Holy Enlightenment
Dress: God's Blessing- Shoes: Glorious Crusade
- Hair Ornament: Abyssal Chant
- Earrings: Eye of Dawn
- Necklace: Dust of Mundanity
- Gloves: Spirit Hymn
- Handheld (Left): Sound of Dawn
- Face: Star Invoker
- Foreground: Golden Road
- Background: Chant of Light
- Ground: Descending Carol
- Skin: Glory of Darkness
- Makeup: Abyssal Echo
Posed - DST
- Hair: Prayer of Light
- Dress: Darkness Redemption
- Hair Ornament: Eternal Spirit
- Earrings: Power of Faith
- Face: Flowing Gloom
- Foreground: Golden Road
- Background: Chant of Light
- Ground: Descending Carol
- Makeup: Abyssal Echo
Posed - LST
- Hair: Prayer of Light
- Dress: Dance of Dawn
- Hair Ornament: Eternal Spirit
- Earrings: Power of Faith
- Face: Flowing Gloom
- Foreground: Golden Road
- Background: Chant of Light
- Ground: Descending Carol
- Makeup: Time Reflection
Customized
- Hair: Holy Enlightenment
- Dress: Godly Sacrifice
- Shoes: Grand Return
- Hair Ornament: Desert Poem
- Earrings: Kiss of Dawn
- Necklace: Floating Blossom
- Gloves: Gate of Reincarnation
- Handheld (Left): Song of Miracle
- Face: Eternal Light
- Foreground: Golden Road
- Background: Chant of Light
- Ground: Descending Carol
- Skin: Glory of Darkness
- Makeup: Abyssal Echo
Lore[]
Story[]
Heat. Is the temperature at which the blazing sun mercilessly scorches the earth and its beings.
Lust. Is the thirst for water from the depth of the souland the devilish flower that blooms in the recesses of the heart.
The Turins River is a miracle river Ra the Sun God and he king of the gods bestows on the Wasteland. In serenity it flows under the sacred and golden sun. In tranquility it blesses the earth and gives the Wasteland life and hope.
But now the Turins, a gift from god, has become a fertile land for war and sin due to a drought that has lasted for seven years.
Misguided people who are brandishing machetes taint the banks of the Turins with blood. The outcries of murder and the howls of suffering sound the knell of purgatory with a heavy and hopeless force.
Among these cries a tender but plaintive voice can be heard.
'Oh great Sun God...is this what you want to see? Humans created in your vision, your loyalest and devoutest creations, are hacking each other with machetes?'
It's a girl with black hair and a halo on her head. She is donned in a white linen dress that drops down to her ankles. Her ebony and silky skin makes her look like a divine creation.
Lo, what a pair of eyes! They scintillate with the radiance of the omniscience of god, they exude the kindness and altruism of mortality, and they encompass the infinite and arcane laws of the universe.
Amidst the strife and chaos, this pair of eyes stare directly into the sun.
Tears streak down from her beautiful cheeks and fall on the earth soiled with blood.
Harriet was born in the Montoose Tribe on the bank of the Turins. Harriet's mother drank the water from the Turins and felt her belly bloat up like a balloon. Later, a baby girl was born with her eyes wide open. This pair of eyes was regarded by the priest of the tribe as 'eyes of miracles.'
'Oh great Sun God, thank you for bestowing upon us this gift. May light be with you eternally, praise be to you.'
Arya the chief of the Montoose tribe has Harriet in her arms. She and the people of the tribe worship towards the sun on bended knee.
'Praise be to you.'
'Oh great Sun God, thank you for giving me life and letting me be born. You let me see the beautiful world you personally created, and you made me fall in love with this land and its people.'
'But now, you want to take it all away?'
The Sun God doesn't answer Harriet.
War wages on.
Harriet watches as the earth she loves soak in blood and the lives of sentient beings perish because of the drought. On the battleground crazed with bloodthirst and among the piles of corpses on the dried river bank, Harriet recognizes her families, her friends, those who once professed to be the daughters of the Turins, and those who worshipped her on bended knees at her priesthood ritual.
Suddenly, Harriet remembers the autumn night on which she held hands with the people of Montoose and danced around the bonfire thanking the year's harvest. She wore the long dress Tara the Priest made her by hand and the frontlet socketed with emerald that was unique to Montoose.
A breeze wakes her up from the smiling faces.
'Oh great Sun God. Almighty Genesis God.' Harriet closes her eyes, 'good people should not be brandishinig machetes, how cruel and hideous are eyes blinded by violence.'
It shouldn't be like this. This world shouldn't be like this.
Suddenly, everything disappeared. The pungent and rotten smell, the deafening sound, and the people that keep falling to the ground. She opens her eyes and sees herself in the middle of a golden and boundless ocean. Magnificent and holy bell toll can be heard from the distant horizon.
'Oh great Sun God, if this is the calamity that will befall the Wasteland, I wish to sacrifice my insignificant body for your clemency.' Harriet kneels before the shining golden knee in the distance. She touches the ground with her forehead.
Then, she gets up, takes a step, and touches the ground with her forehead again.
One step after another, Harriet moves in the gilded direction until she can't feel her legs anymore and until the blood from her forehead has drenched her white dress crimson.
Just as she reaches the brightness, with the last of her strength gone she loses consciousness.
Blood blurs Harriet's eyes. She can't see anything anymore.
All of a sudden, a powerful hand reaches out of the brightness towards her.
The hand brushes past Harriet's forehead. The gash on the forehead miraculously heals.
A resonating bird wail can be heard from afar as a colossal pair of wings cut across the sky. It's the Messenger of Good Tidings, the Legendary Bird Basaar.
Praise be to you, oh great Harriet the Goddess of Hope!
You've brought to the earth Basaar the Messenger of Good Tidings who rains the seeds of peace and hope.
The holy and melodious breeze brushes past your golden staff. The altar of the Wasteland is filled with the chanting of your name.
Praise be to you, oh great Goddess Harriet!
Item Descriptions[]
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Original
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Customized
She remembers the Lake Torance before the sunset, the ripples are dancing on the surface of the lake.
— Flowing Gloom
The refreshing water from Lake Torance wets her dress and the wind of the lakeside brushes over her hair.
— Time Reflection
She can see the wonderful things of the world but she can also see the cruelty behind.
— Holy Enlightenment
When your hands are coated in blood, your soul will be locked in the abyss, and there's no turning back.
— Abyssal Echo
During the solemn sacrificial ritual, she prays to the God. May the Lake Torance runs forever.
— Prayer of Light
Ra, the great God of Sun, the God of all Gods, we praise your wisdom and fear your power.
— Power of Faith
As the noise disappears from her ears, she closes her eyes in a borderless golden ocean.
— Sound of Dawn
She is walking on a phantom path that is surrounded by a golden glow and void is the only thing under her feet.
— Golden Road
The gold light is guiding her path with the power of summoning. She drags her numb and painful body forward.
— Darkness Redemption
When her white linen dress is soaked in fresh blood and turns into a path of sorrow under her feet.
— Glorious Crusade
A pair of hands pats her head gently and takes the pain away from her with the power of love.
— God's Blessing
She wakes up in that ray of light and sees her physical body melting into the dust, scattering in the light.
— Dust of Mundanity
The other side of the light is pure darkness. But the God is generous. The stars are always there.
— Star Invoker
Sometimes, darkness is here to compliment that ray of light. Darkness is cruel and desperate.
— Glory of Darkness
Before the dawn, it is the endless darkness and the freezing air. However, the Sun always has mercy.
— Eye of Dawn
Dust is dancing in the golden light. The light drives the shadow of death away and pieces together the broken hope.
— Dance of Dawn
They come from the other side of the clouds and bring God's gift to the land.
— Descending Carol
The gate to another world has been opened, all your sins and evil thoughts will be forgiven by the God of Death.
— Spirit Hymn
The echoing song from the void has experienced killing and hatred but the only things left are silence and peace.
— Abyssal Chant
The Goddess who brings hope to the Wasteland. You shall sacrifice yourself for water and peace.
— Eternal Spirit
The Goddess who brings light to the Wasteland. You shall bring happiness and peace to the land.
— Chant of Light
During Montos's summer, the days are longer. Under the intense sunlight, all darkness has nowhere to hide.
— Eternal Light
When she was a girl, she used to sit on a rock, and watch the sun set. The dim light falls upon the flower.
— Floating Blossom
She turns around and looks at the path. She sees people fighting. There are blood and fleshes everywhere.
— Grand Return
The God favors no one. In its eyes, no matter if it is the vast universe or the world, everything is traceable.
— Gate of Reincarnation
The light penetrates the thick clouds and kisses the cheek of every wasteland resident. It is the kindness of God.
— Kiss of Dawn
When the war ends, the seed of hope is finally blessed by the God. On a wasteland, a flower of desert blossomed.
— Desert Poem
She feels that she can hear people cheering for her on the land and she knows that it is not a sacrifice.
— Godly Sacrifice
She turns around and walks to the golden ocean in the luxurious outfit made with the feathers of the birds.
— Song of Miracle
Interpretation[]
Hallat (spelled here as Harriet) was born to the Montoose tribe in the Republic of Wasteland. They lived by Lake Torance, but a seven year drought caused war to break out among the people. Harriet prayed to the Sun God Ra, and found herself in a boundless golden ocean, where she continued to walk forward and touch her forehead to the ground. She reached the end of the golden light as the blood from her forehead blinded her and stained her dress crimson. A pair of hands reached out and healed her wounds, and the Legendary Bird Basaar, the Messenger of Good Tidings, flew out over the earth. The land received God's blessing, and people's sins would be forgiven in death thanks to Hallat's sacrifice. Hallat became a goddess, and is widely worshipped in the Wasteland as the Goddess of Hope and a symbol of peace.
King Sayet designed the suit as praise to the True King, perhaps seeing both the True King and Hallat as bringers of peace.[1]
- See also: Treasure#Legend of Tulans.
Etymology[]
Name by Server[]
| Version | Name (Romanized) | Translation |
|---|---|---|
 International (English)
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Legend of Tulans | N/A |
 International (French)
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Légende des Tulans | Legend of Tulans |
 China
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图兰斯传说 (túlánsī chuánshuō) | Tulans Legend |
   Taiwan/Hong Kong/Macau |
圖蘭斯傳說 (túlánsī chuánshuō) | Tulans Legend |
 Japan
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トゥランスの伝説 (to~uransu no densetsu) | Tulans Legend |
 South Korea
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하리드 의전설 (harideu uijeonseol) | Harid's Legend |
 Vietnam
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Truyền Thuyết Cổ Đại | Ancient Legend |
 Indonesia
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N/A | N/A |
 Thailand
|
ตำนานโบราณ (tảnān borāṇ) | Ancient Legend |
 Southeast Asia (English)
|
N/A | N/A |
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