Tidings from Gyr Abania

Quest giver: Tataru
Location: The Rising Stones (X:6.6, Y:6.0)
Quest line: Post-Dragonsong Main Scenario Quests
Level: 60

Experience: 5,000
Gil: 1,119
Previous quest: An Ending to Mark a New Beginning
Next quest: An Envoy for Ishgard
Patch: 3.5

Main Scenario Progress: 371 / 853 (43.5%)

Heavensward Progress: 130 / 138 (94.2%)

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Tataru has a request for you.

— In-game description

Steps

Wait for Tataru at the Diamond Forge.

Speak with Lucia at the Congregation of Our Knights Most Heavenly.

Journal

Tataru asks that you meet her at the Diamond Forge within Rowena's House of Splendors. Though she neglects to explain the nature of her business there, she assures you it will not take long...

After being ambushed by the Diamond Forge artisans and their measuring tapes, you are called to attend a meeting with your fellow Scions at the Rising Stones. There, you discuss the future of the organization, only to be interrupted by the arrival of M'naago, a member of the Ala Mhigan Resistance. Between pained gasps, the wounded woman reports that one of the Resistance leaders -- a masked man known as the Griffin -- has embarked upon a course which will inevitably drag the Eorzean Alliance into conflict with the Empire. Hearing this, Y'shtola bids you bear word of the looming threat to Ishgard while she and the others notify the rest of the Alliance leaders. You resolve to bring the matter before Lucia at the Temple Knights' headquarters.

Lucia dutifully communicates the Scions' concerns to Ser Aymeric, and the lord commander soon agrees to send an envoy to the Alliance council. The nature of Ishgard's politics, however, requires that he first consult with his counterpart in the House of Commons to decide who will serve as the nation's representative. For the moment, there is little you can do but wait for the decision to be made...

Dialogue

Speak with Tataru

Tataru: Ah, [Forename], just the hero I wanted to see! Would you mind doing me a small favor? I need you to meet me at the Diamond Forge. This won't take long, I promise!

Wait for Tataru at the Diamond Forge

Tataru: I'm sorry to drag you away from your duties, but as I said, this won't take long! I just need you to stand perfectly still for a few moments... Right, everyone! Ready to go to work? No squirming now! Oh, and you might want to close your eyes... (screen goes dark). Hee hee hee hee! There! All finished! The Warrior of Light's every measurement, from heroic head to intrepid toe! (Warrior of Light motions). ...Well, wouldn't you like to know! All in good time, [Forename]! All in good time! 
Yda: A-ha! Found you!  Alphinaud wants everyone in the solar for a meeting. I don't know what it's about, but he seemed to think it was very important. 
Tataru: Go on, we have everything we need. No sense in keeping everyone waiting!

At the solar

Yda: We're here! Did we miss anything?
Alphinaud: We would not presume to begin without you, Yda. Urianger has returned to the Waking Sands, but everyone else is now present.
Alisaie: Yes, but for what, exactly? We all have duties to attend to, Alphinaud, so you may dispense with the preamble.
Alphinaud: Thank you, Alisaie. It is the very subject of those duties which compelled me to call this gathering. Though the Warriors of Darkness no longer pose a threat, Eorzea's many troubles demand no less of our attention. And while I stand by the decision to approach each task as we see fit, I fear our effectiveness will ultimately be diminished should we continue to act in ignorance of each other's efforts. Thus I propose we elect a successor to Minfilia - not to serve as a fully fledged Antecedent, perhaps, but as a coordinator of operations.
Alisaie: Is that all? Then the decision seems clear. No one else has shown any enthusiasm for the role. And judging by your performance at our previous meeting, you would seem the perfect candidate. You always did have a flair for politics.
Alphinaud: I-I did not mean to - That was not my intention. As my tenure as commander of the Crystal Braves comprehensively demonstrated, I lack the qualities required for such an office. I would much prefer to remain as I am now - a solider in the field, so to speak.
Y'shtola: Should none of our number step forward, must we then constrain some unwilling candidate to take up the position?
Thancred: Well, based on merit alone, a certain adventurer would be my choice - though I concede (he/she) might struggle to balance (his/her) new responsibilities with, let me see...slaying primals, thwarting legatuses, and feeding the orphaned poor.
Papalymo: Thancred makes a good point. Any who would wear such a mantle would be bound by its obligations. Have we not become sufficiently familiar with each other's methods to act without an oversee? At present, I see no cause to so willingly limit one of our number.
Tataru: Oh! Oh, my goodness! You're - Help! I need some help here!

Alphinaud: Tataru! Are you all right?
Tataru: Me? I'm fine! It's this poor girl who just staggered in and collapsed on the floor that I'm worried about!
Yda: Naago!? Gods, how did - Y'shtola, please, you have to help her!
Y'shtola: Krile, a hand if you would. Let us see about closing these wounds.

Krile: Now, we've staunched the bleeding, but it may be a while before you can move again. Though, having seen your wounds, I'm surprised you were still moving at all...
M'naago: Thank you... My message... It was too important to delay. I took the shortest route I could, though I knew it was more heavily patrolled... As you can see, my efforts at evasion were not entirely successful.
Yda: Honestly, you're too brave for your own good. What was so urgent that you needed to fight half the Empire to get here? You could have been killed!
M'naago: I'm sorry, Yda. I had good reason.... Ah, but imagine your friends are wondering who this bloody mess of a Miqo'te is. My name is M'naago, and I belong to the Ala Mhigan Resistance. I came to warn Yda and Papalymo about one of our leaders - a man who calls himself the Griffin. He's always been dangerous, but he's planning something new...something reckless.
Thancred: The Griffin, you say? I've heard the name. Rumor has it, your man is eager to test his claws.
M'naago: Aye, and on no easy target. He means to assault Baelsar's Wall from the Ala Mhigan side.
Papalymo: But what does the Griffin possibly hope to gain from such an attack?
M'naago: From what I understand, he wants the fires of war to spread to Eorzea. And for that, he needs to control the border with Gridania.
Alphinaud: ...So he means to spark a conflict between the Alliance and the imperial forces stationed in Ala Mhigo - to have Eorzea's armies aid in the liberation effort, whether they will it or no.
Papalymo: His plan is flawed. Even should the Resistance succeed in occupying the Wall, they would not be able to hold it. Imperial reinforcements would drive them out within a week!
Krile: Be that as it may, if there is even a chance that this scheme could bring about an escalation in hostilities between Eorzea and the Empire, the Alliance must be informed.
Y'shtola: Agreed. I shall depart for Limsa Lominsa forthwith and seek an audience with the Admiral. Thancred - Ul'dah is yours. Alphinaud and Alisaie - make haste to the Twelveswood, and notify the Elder Seedseer of the danger to Gridania. She will duly call a council of the Alliance leaders, whom you must be ready to receive. (Looks at the Warrior of Light). You will be our voice in Ishgard. Explain the situation to Ser Aymeric, and encourage him to send an envoy. Tataru, Krile - I leave the care of our injured messenger to you. See that she remains quiescent and her wounds closed. I believe that covers everything. Let us be about our tasks.
Narrator: I suspect the ill tidings from Gyr Abania will be held as a turning point - the bloody beginning to an end. The business of war was ever conducted with the coin of self-sacrifice. 'Twas Master Louisoix himself who taught us that such costs are not to be ignored or denied. And so I shall embrace them. When the time comes, I will make my choice - as you will yours.

Speak with Lucia at the Congregation of Our Knights Most Heavenly

Lucia: Greetings, Warrior of Light. What business brings you to Ishgard? (Warrior of Light motions)... I see. Wait here. I will summon Ser Aymeric.

Aymeric: It is good to see you, my friend. 'Tis but a pity it must be under such circumstances. Had Lucia not informed me of the urgency of your suit, I would certainly have sent for some wine. But to business. I thank you for bringing these developments in Ala Mhigo to our attention. Ishgard will of course send an envoy to attend the council in Gridania. I cannot say who will represent us, however, as the choice is not mine to make - not mine alone, at any rate. Given the imminence of the threat, we may forgo the formalities of a full assembly, but I will still need time  to consult my counterpart int he House of Commons prior to proceeding. Will you permit me some time to make the necessary arrangements? I thank you. (Facing Lucia). Our representative, whomever we select, will require a suitable escort. Make your preparations, and inform Ser Handeloup that he is to lead in your absence. 
Lucia: Yes, Lord Commander. 
Aymeric: [Forename] - pray accompany Lucia to the Gates of Judgement and make ready to depart for Gridania. I will have our envoy join you as soon as I can. Fury speed you on your way.