A dark sepia photograph of Móit.
|Born||12 February 1901|
Fátaina, Kosel Vargas
|Died||21 August 1962 (aged 61)|
Tieil Algasienan, Karakat Confederation
|Children||Pojr Falalüst (Pojer Weseswál)|
|Parent(s)||Rakaý Falalüst (Rakast Weseswál)|
Dauv Andiihever (Dáf Nátkever)
|Awards||Imperial medal for extraordinary contribution to the species|
Móit Falalüst (Saavdis: ['mo:ɪt 'fɑlɑlys̠t], Fáknir: Máwet Weseswál [ma͡uˈʋɛt̪ ʋɛs̪.ɛs̪ˈʋa͡uɫ]; 12 February 1901 – 21 August 1962) was a Fáknir Fals from Fátaina in the Kosel of Vargas. He was a mountaineer and among others, survivalist; best known for being the first to reach the summit of Xiamángmú in 1942 along with the Dzimrani Barradiwan soldier and mountaineer Eskumrád Enídbrád.
Móit was born into a poor household of apricot farmers and spent most of his life before the age of 16 in his home village Fátaina with his three brothers and one sister; where he assisted his father Rakaý Falalüst and mother Dauv Andiihever and learnt their trade. He went to school at the local council house. He notes that because he was the least sturdy son of the family, he was assigned with keeping track of the state of the family orchards and of finances, all of which he learnt from his father, while never actually seeing much physical labour. After the death of his father when he was 15, he took over the business, but after arguments with two of his brothers the orchards were split in three. Two years later a bushfire destroyed the family home and the orchards that belonged to him. After this, he lived with one of his brothers for a while before being ejected, after which he roamed around the region in search for temporary work. For instance, he worked as a cleaner, a bookkeeper, a secretary, a car factory worker, a janitor, and a waiter in a tea shop.
With his last savings he traveled to Fávekká at the age of twenty, where he studied at the Fávekká College of Economics and Science, and received a bachelor's degree in applied economics, after which he worked at the local Royal Ikolinian Bank as a filing clerk, and later from age 28 as chief statistician where he also met his future wife Koottüs Daat, whom he married the same year. Through her, he acquired his love for traveling, and also for mountaineering after she took him up for his first ascent in 1929, on Mount Kirmired in the Pessin mountains. This changed his life dramatically, for after this, Móit could not get enough of climbing mountains and exploring, and he would often spend weeks at an end walking (sometimes with his wife and sometimes not), and unexpectedly going out to climb a hill or mountain and writing about it in his many diaries, to such an extent that he was so often absent that he was dismissed from his work a few years later. This created a financial problem for him and his family. However, after walking approximately 1100 km from Mannapeet to Ungtensmulti to sponsor for a children's charity fund at the age of 32, his acquaintances at the the Royal Ikolinian Bank presented him the opportunity to conceive of a publicity stunt as advertisement for the bank in 1933. Móit went with walking the entire west to east length of the Empire, which received a great amount of attention, and was dubbed the "Bank Walk" – an event that grew over time and is still held biennially, attracting a huge amount of Fals hikers from the whole country. This was unfortunately also the doom of his marriage; his wife divorced him angrily because she was convinced he cared more about his excursions than about her and their then one year old hatchling, often calling him a bad father and husband for it before she left with the child. About this he wrote "I can't disagree with her decision, she's always been at my side, and what have I been doing except spending all my days walking. Oh, how right she is. But however much I love her, she is wrong in thinking walking pleasures me and she does not, when really walking simply pleasures me more than her. It is no devaluation of her in my eyes, she is still beautiful and a good mother, and I was not made for it. [...] Wandering is the activity of the child, the passion of the explorer; it is the discovery of the self, the discovery of the world, and the learning of how the self is both at one with and separate from the outside world. These discoveries are as fundamental to the soul as learning to survive is fundamental to the body. These discoveries are essential to realizing what it means to be Fals. To explore is to be alive."
In the following years, Móit would climb every conceivable mountain in central Boroso and became such a widely known celebrity that he became world-famous in the Fals Empire and could support himself simply by his sponsors. He's famously known for writing a book about mountaineering and hiking while venturing down the Akralst river, which he wrote entirely while on the walk. The Fals-Helsonian War temporarily ended his activities when it broke out in 1936, when he was drafted into the Imperial Army and fought in the outskirts of Fordáy, and also in the Battle of Pusiine, after which his battalion became trapped for seven months in the near-impenetrable swamps of the Palitarx River near Jbetex, where he was shot in the leg, missed by a sniper round aimed at his head, and nearly starved and froze to death. After the liberation of that area, he was granted furlough to recover, then returned to the fronts in Farressetland near the end of the war. He continued his military service for two years after the end of the war in 1940, and departed as a lieutenant.
However, on his last day in service, he tripped in a pothole and fell in such a way that an army supply truck drove over the middle of his tail. Unfortunately, it could not be saved and approximately half of his tail had to be amputated. Though, after making a full recovery, he went on to explore the rest of Boroso, first by traversing the Vaamekian Desert into Lhavres, climbing the mountains there, and then climbing the (Highest mountain in Boroso) with a small group in 1941. He then walked back to his birth place to visit his family, and was welcomed as somewhat of a local hero. However, but two weeks after his arrival, his joy turned into grief with the loss of his mother. Two of his brothers had also died in the war, and the only remaining brother now owned all of the family orchards. Móit describes his encounter with him as "emotional, a step into the underworld, and the resurfacing with things settled that had been left unspoken for decades, and the restoration of our friendship." He remained in the village for some time to think out his next journey.
Ascent of XiamangmuLower Boroso, and eventually from there to follow the eastern coast all the way up to the Fals Empire, then traveling to Taplaslég, followed by resuming the trip along the Borosan coast all the way up to Dhwer. However, some time before setting out, he was contacted by the Barradiwan minister of Foreign Affairs, who surprisingly and apparently for no reason offered him the chance to climb the Xiamángmú, the highest mountain on Sahar; funded entirely by the Barradiwan royal house. Móit appears to have hesitated on the proposition for a few weeks, as he was concerned about the safety of such an undertaking, but finally accepted the offer for the excitement. Shortly after this, he traveled to Baridut, where he would meet his travel companions.
He describes the trip in profound detail in his best-selling book Melted snow and three wet pieces of bread.
After his return to the Empire, Móit spent but a week resting in the lavish Heedion bath houses, after which he resumed his previously planned journey through Lower Boroso and along the eastern coastline. While in southern Boroso, he spent two months in a small village with a Yaharan priest, from whom he got a terror bird that he then used to reach the eastern coast. After selling the bird in Valeneni, he completed the entire rest of the journey on foot and finished by going back to his village of birth by train, where he arrived in mid 1944. Some time later he was awarded a medal for extraordinary contribution to the species, and has often been exemplified since as a propagandistic figurehead of Fals determination and perseverance. As he travels to the capital Ikolinis to collect the medal from the Emperor, he describes in his diaries that "It is quite an oddly poetic incident; that while having seen every corner of this country, every fox hole, every mountain top and river, and city and village; that I have never once been to that place which everyone thinks of when they hear uttered "the Fals Empire", namely Ikolinis.". In the following years, he could be seen traveling through most of the western half of the Empire.
In the final twenty years of his life, Móit spent most of his time traveling to and exploring other continents; namely Alpa, Nagu, and Miraria, making notes of the environment and population, but most notably Baredina, about which he wrote two books describing in detail everything such as the local contemporary culture, cuisine, architecture, politics, but of course, mostly nature. He also participated in the Bank Walk multiple times in his fourties and fifties.
The final years of his life were marked by increasing pain and nagging of his feet and leg joints, which, as he was used to having his body behave in a certain way his entire life, caused him to make misjudgements about his abilities. He described that he would often hop over a pond or puddle with the presumption that he would reach the other side, only to be struck by "painful discomfort" while setting off, causing him to stumble or fall over. Still, Móit would not yield to the deterioration of his body, and continued his usual routines. On the twenty-first of August in 1962, as he was traveling through the then-independent Karakat Confederation, traversing a heavily forested area to reach the city Autaras, he sprained his right ankle and rolled down a hill, ultimately landing with his legs on an outcropping rock in such a way that one of them broke, while the rest of his body was also badly pummeled. It is there that he wrote his final thoughts and events. He then ended his life with a pistol at the age of 61.