NPC Icon.pngJ'moldva  Sidequest3 Icon.png

Zone(s): Rhalgr's Reach  (14.4-9.3)
Affiliation: Scions of the Seventh Dawn
Occupation: Lancer
Title: The Hellfire Phoenix

"The way of the sword is such that all who walk it become lost."

A Seeker of the Sun hailing from Ala Mhigo, J'moldva led others away from Gyr Abania in the wake of its occupation by the Garlean Empire. A skilled lancer with a strong sense of justice, she became the first Ala Mhigan to fight at the Coliseum in Ul'dah. She quickly attained fame for her victories as "The Hellfire Phoenix," almost winning the title of champion in a battle with Greinfarr.

J'moldva's triumph was sacrificed, however, to quell the fury of the crowd during a fight that grew out of hand. After that, she swore to never again take up sword or spear for sport. Though defeated before she could attain the title, numerous Ala Mhigans followed in her footsteps, and the proceeds of their victories have aided the nation's many refugees.

Following her retirement from gladiatorial combat, J'moldva joined the Wood Wailers of Gridania, among whom she remained until sometime after the Seventh Umbral Calamity. After this, she decided to put fighting behind her forever, until a chance encounter with the young half-breed Arenvald Lentinus stirred her fighting spirit once more. Thus risen from her ashes, the Hellfire Phoenix seeks the liberation of her homeland as an ally to the Scions of the Seventh Dawn and the Ala Mhigan Resistance, fighting alongside Arenvald and V'mah Tia in a battle far more meaningful than any she encountered on the bloodsands.

Gender Female
Race Miqo'te
Clan Keeper of the Moon
Body Type Adult
(~61.4 inches)
Bust Size
Jaw Option 1
Eye Shape Option 3
Iris Size Large
Eye Color
Eyebrows Option 1
Nose Option 3
Mouth Option 2






Involved in Quests (9)
Pre-Calamity Involvement (1)
Member of Organization(s) (3)

Additional Dialogue
Where Men Go as One
Long ago did I resolve never again to take up sword or spear—at first for sport, and then entirely. But a chance encounter with young Arenvald served to remind me that not all battles are as empty as those fought upon the bloodsands.
Upon the Great Loch's Shore and The Key to Victory
"A storm of blood approaches fast... Hells open, Heavens weep..."
The Legacy of Our Fathers
It is far, far too early to celebrate. Zenos is not finished with us yet.
I did not know how or when, but I knew in my heart that I would return here one day. Here's to the ones that didn't.
Pre-Calamity Dialogue
The masks we wear are part of our war garb. But there is nothing we seek to conceal. We value truth and virtue as much as any, and more than most.
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