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Thicker than Blood

2026-06-04T04:33:02Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Character name fixes.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Thicker than Blood
| description = Drusilla seems relieved to see you walk through her door unscathed.
| image = Reaper quest image1.png
| quest-giver = Drusilla
| related-npcs = Arnegis; Bloodsupped Voidsent; Elegant Woman; Hermin; Lithe Dandy; Loyal Lemure; Orcus
| location = Lemures Headquarters
| location-x = 6
| location-y = 6
| type = feature
| quest-line =
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Disciple of War Job Quests
| journal-genre = Reaper Quests
| sortkey = 780
| organization =
| class =
| job = Reaper
| level = 78
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 227520
| gil = 1860
| reward1 =
| reward2 =
| reward3 =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = Dark Days
| next-quest = The Killing Art
| patch = 6.0
| release = endwalker
| id-edb = 67c8b39c553
| id-gt = 69613
}}
==Steps==
* Speak with the Lemures member at Black Brush Station.
* Speak with the elegant woman.
* Speak with the lithe dandy.
* Defeat the bloodsupped voidsent.
* Speak with the lithe dandy.
* Speak with Drusilla in Stonesthrow.
* Enter Lemures headquarters.
* Speak with Hermin.

==Journal==
* Drusilla seems relieved to see you walk through her door unscathed.
* While pleased to see you safe, Drusilla informs you that members of the family throughout Thanalan have reported disturbing sightings. That, along with a blunted dagger delivered to Lemures headquarters as a threat, has put everyone on edge. She suggests investigating the claims, both to gather potentially useful information and to escape from her quarters for a spell. You are to speak with family at Black Brush Station, from where one of the reports originated.
* Though the first of the Lemures you approach has witnessed nothing unusual of late, he speaks at length and shares the story of his exile from Garlemald. He also tells you of a young woman who claims to have seen frightening images in the sands, and instructs you to visit Lost Hope if you wish to hear her delusions.
* The woman is much more level-headed than you were led to believe, but still shaken by her recent experiences. After you introduce yourself as a friend of Drusilla, she regales you with the tale of how she and her beloved fled Garlemald, displaying an eagerness to divulge personal details that appears oddly common amongst the Lemures. She then informs you that it was not her, but her beloved who spied the dread figure in the desert, and begs you to ask him for further details─and, if you are able, bring an end to the vile menace.
* You interrupt a slender man engaged in the sacred act of poetic creation. Whether it is because the verses he recites are divine or dreadful is unclear, but regardless, a voidsent reveals itself as the final rhyme is released unto the desert wind. The poet is helpless before the otherworldly beast, leaving the butchery in your hands.
* You dispatch the threat, which refrains from giving its opinion on the poet's latest masterpiece. The flustered artist appears unharmed and regards you in stunned awe. Perhaps the sound of your voice will awaken him from his stupor─or failing that, a powerful nod.
* The man thanks you profusely before reporting that it was during a similar excursion into the desert that he saw the man with pale skin and blood red eyes. The enigmatic figure returned his gaze with unnerving silence and an ominous grin before vanishing. While it is uncertain if this was Orcus or not, the poet recognizes that the desert is no place for feats of lyricism, and returns to the uncritical arms of his beloved, marking the end of your duty there.
* Drusilla listens to your story with concern and praises you for slaying the voidsent before anyone came to harm. She then asks for your thoughts on the disparate members of the Lemures before speaking of how all fled their homeland of Garlemald. She goes on to recount her own experiences at length, telling the story of her grandfather Rullus's failed assassination of Solus zos Galvus, and his subsequent pursuit of power that led to his possession by Orcus and her flight to Eorzea. While the memories are plainly not easy for her to recall, her willingness to share is proof that she has come to think of you as a member of her found family. Tired from the day's work, she bids you return to headquarters. ※You may re-enter Lemures headquarters by speaking with the loyal Lemure in Pearl Lane.
* Although Orcus did not show himself during your investigations into the family's claims, Drusilla seems certain that he will act soon─and that she will be his chosen target. No sooner does she share this intuition than Orcus appears, scythe poised to remove her head from her shoulders. Though titillated by the hatred and fear he sees smoldering within you, he yearns to see his meal grow even more flavorful, and to that end declares that he will torture Drusilla at his leisure, all the while waiting for your soul to attain its full delicious potential. With those parting words, Orcus returns to the shadows whence he came, leaving you and Hermin alone in Drusilla's chambers. The gobsmacked girl looks as if she could use some comforting words, or perhaps an outlet for her rising anger.
* After Hermin's rage subsides, your next course of action becomes clear: rescue Drusilla from Orcus's clutches at all costs. His whereabouts are as uncertain as ever, but Hermin plans on pooling the resources of the family to make a concerted effort to ascertain them. In the meantime, you must keep your skills sharp, for only a reaper can cut Orcus down. ※The next reaper quest will be available from Hermin upon reaching level 80.

==Dialogue==
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{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Hermin: If the boss says you're family, then you're family. Let's put that bastard in the dirt, eh? For Arnegis.

Drusilla: Glad to see Orcus hasn't sunk his teeth into you yet, [Forename]. Don't go thinkin' he's given up on tryin', though.
Drusilla: He's out there, savorin' you from a distance. Can't resist checkin' in on his prize, just as he can't resist seekin' out morsels to tide him over till his feast. The reports we've received of a man pale as death skulking about the sands is proof of that.

Hermin: And then there's the matter of this blunted dagger. We don't know who sent it, but we do know what it means.

Drusilla: It's a warnin' commonly used by the less savory elements in Ul'dah. A warnin' that the next will be delivered sharp and straight to our bellies.

Hermin: More fool them. They've no notion of what we've faced and lived, thinking we'd soil our smallclothes over empty threats.

Drusilla: Let's hope it's nothin' more than that, lass, seein' as we need to follow up on those reports sooner than later. Anyone fancy a bit of fresh air? If we catch a whiff of Orcus's foul stench, all the better...
Drusilla: [Forename], I want you to ask around near Black Brush Station, and I'll head to Stonesthrow. When you're done, meet me there and we'll share what we've dug up.

Hermin: Not every member of the family has the means or the inclination to live in the jewel of the desert. Some settle for something with a little less luster.

x@Loyal Lemure: I recognize that self-assured stride. The mark of a {{alternatives|f=woman|m=man}} ready to take on the world and then some. You must be the Eorzean reaper the boss sent word about.
x@Loyal Lemure: I'm almost disappointed to tell you nothing is amiss. The soldier in me would've loved to see a reaper in action. I once fought in the imperial army, though you wouldn't think it to look at me now.
x@Loyal Lemure: I served proudly under Lord Valens in my youth, until the day he ordered us to use commonfolk as fodder in some pointless skirmish. I refused, and was sentenced to death for my candor. Needless to say, I didn't keep that appointment.
x@Loyal Lemure: Compared to that evil, toothless threats and ghosts are no bother. But the less jaded are more excitable—one lass in particular has been jumping at shadows.
x@Loyal Lemure: She claims to have seen all manner of terrors, but I suspect she'd be startled by her own reflection. Still, if you want to lend an ear to her delusions, you can find her in Lost Hope.
x@Loyal Lemure: Things are quiet in these parts, save for that lass telling anyone who'll listen about the things she's seen in the dark. Find her in Lost Hope if you're in the mood for a bone-chilling yarn.

Elegant Woman: Aaah! Oh...hello. Who are you?
Elegant Woman: Oh! Did Drusilla receive my missive? She's sent someone to rid us of this terrible evil waiting in the wings?
Elegant Woman: Truly, she cares for us as if we really were her flesh and blood—which is more than I can say about my own. Not once have I longed to return to the life of comfort I left behind in Garlemald, and I have Drusilla to thank for that.
Elegant Woman: She isn't the reason I left home in the first place, of course. Had I not met my beloved, I would likely still be feasting on lemoncakes in ignorance.
Elegant Woman: In ignorance of love, of freedom. I found the former in Garlemald, and the latter in Eorzea, as our new life blossomed into something beautiful.
Elegant Woman: Not every day has been easy. Not even most days. But Drusilla's watchful eye has kept us safe, and our freedom is worth any measure of hardship.
Elegant Woman: Such terrible fear gripped my heart when my beloved told me of the pale man he spied on the sands. But now that the family has come to help, I can breathe a sigh of relief.
Elegant Woman: I'm sure you wish to know precisely where to find that horrid creature, but I cannot help half so well as my beloved might. Seek him in the southeast, and pray put an end to this nightmare!
Elegant Woman: The mere thought of that pallid skin sets my heart racing in terror. Seek out my beloved so we may finally put paid to this menace. He should be just southeast of here, seeking inspiration for his latest masterpiece.

Lithe Dandy: Through deviled mists the hunter doth now tread, Tracking the scent of quarry others dread, In darkest night cry for a keeper, Lo, by your side {{alternatives|f=she|m=he}} walks, the reaper.
Lithe Dandy: Ah, apologies for the effusive display, friend. I'm a poet, you see, and cannot resist putting into words the flood of emotions that accompany such a striking figure as yours.
Lithe Dandy: Ack! A... A...m-m-m...
Lithe Dandy: Monster!!!

Bloodsupped Voidsent: Graaaaaagh!

System: The bloodlust emanating from this voidsent is potent and powerful...

Lithe Dandy: Thank you, thank you, thank you! My savior, my godssend!
Lithe Dandy: Would that I could have aided you, but alas, a poet's pen is of little use in battle.
Lithe Dandy: Unless, of course, that battle involves not swords and scythes, but words! Just ask the sire of my beloved, who is even now licking the wounds dealt by the invective verse I composed after he had the gall to forbid our union!
Lithe Dandy: A masterwork of scathing metaphor and subtle remonstration! Alas, for all their pretensions, nobles are anything but subtle in their rage. We were forced to flee, to abandon our homes with only our love for sustenance.
Lithe Dandy: Nevertheless, I've regretted not a single moment of our life in exile. In Eorzea we found an unexpected treasure: freedom. Freedom of mind and freedom of heart.
Lithe Dandy: Ah, but I digress. Surely you did not seek me out simply to save my life and leave with a nod and a smile. Did you wish to commission a poem?
Lithe Dandy: The pale man? Aye, I encountered him whilst wandering these arid wastes in search of inspiration. I felt the gaze of some terrible presence upon my back, and when I turned to meet it, he was standing there, grinning like a butcher in a bullpen.
Lithe Dandy: He wore robes much too thick for these scorched sands, and his skin looked as if it had never been kissed by the blazing sun. Worst of all, his eyes were as two bottomless pools of blood. I feared my end had come, but then he vanished as quickly as he had appeared.
Lithe Dandy: Perhaps I've been reckless. Recent incidents make it clear that the cost of inspiration is higher than I'm willing to pay. I shall return to my beloved, for both my safety and hers. Thank you again, my savior.

Drusilla: There you are. And?
Drusilla: Another one of his accursed minions. Well, I suppose we can take comfort in the fact that none of the family came to harm, yourself included. Well done.
Drusilla: Speaking of which, what do you think of this family you've been thrust into? Speak freely—I haven't lived this long by takin' offense at opinions I don't want to hear.

Question: What will you say?

> I'm surprised you've all survived this long.
Drusilla: Takes more than brute strength for folks to survive. None of them were fit for life under the Empire's boot, and that's good enough for me.

> Seems like any other family to me.
Drusilla: Hah! Seen some odd families then, I reckon. I'd like to think we're one of a kind, though. A collection of castoffs unfit to live under the Empire's boot. Yours truly included.

> Doesn't matter what I think, does it?
Drusilla: If you say so. I reckon you don't hate us, and that's good enough for me. End of the day, we're just a ragtag band of outcasts unfit to live under the Empire's boot. Yours truly included.

---

Drusilla: Much as some enlightened types might tell you otherwise, people like to have a say in the life they lead. That's what separates us from those bugs over there.
Drusilla: Born queens, workers, drones. Bred into roles ingrained so deeply they wouldn't know how to live otherwise. For the glory and prosperity of the hive.
Drusilla: But we've got it in us to be different. Might be born into farmin', soldierin', or politickin', but we can choose to walk a different path whenever the fancy should strike.
Drusilla: 'Tain't in our nature to accept our lot without question. No, we have to believe in somethin'. Put our faith in it. Only then will we deign to march in step.
Drusilla: And indeed, faith of a “savage” stripe is one way to get us dancin' to the same tune. Others might be compelled through faith in logic or law. Intangible, invisible...yet cause enough for killin' and conquerin' if it suits the queen.
Drusilla: “The invaders have sullied our birthright for eight centuries—no longer! We march for Locus Amoenus!” With a few righteous words, His Radiance Solus zos Galvus whipped the hive into a frenzy.
Drusilla: Once that fire is burnin', the passion of the masses can't soon be quelled. What was once a wish for home became a holy mission to spread enlightenment. Enlightenment which would not suffer such beliefs as the beastmen held.
Drusilla: Countless scores rendered up their lives on the altar of empire, until an entire continent was united under a single magitek fist.
Drusilla: For those who still dreamed the dream of unity, a deed worthy of song. Yet some awoke to see it for the tyranny it was. My grandfather Rullus included.
Drusilla: The talents of the reapers are passed down through bloodlines. Rullus was the best of us—the most accomplished and feared in the order's long history.
Drusilla: The duty of the reapers—our role in the hive, if you will—was to deliver our countrymen from corrupt and power-hungry tyrants. When Garlemald found religion in conquest, its appetite grew to be insatiable.
Drusilla: My grandfather pondered this conundrum for many sleepless nights, and came to a decision: he would relieve Solus zos Galvus of his life.
Drusilla: Twenty years ago, he slipped into the deepest chambers of the imperial palace, silent as a shadow, until he could hear the Emperor's beatin' heart...
Drusilla: Yet when Rullus returned to me, Solus was alive and well. My grandfather, on the other hand, had a skittishness to his step, and his black hair had turned a pale white.
Drusilla: He said naught of his encounter with the Emperor, save that the most powerful man in Garlemald was no man at all.
Drusilla: Shamed in his defeat, my grandfather sought greater power. Bit by bit, he gave more of himself over to the voidsent behind his avatar.
Drusilla: Orcus struck when Rullus was weakest, takin' his flesh and soul in one fell swoop. When he was finished, not a mote of my grandfather remained in that body. There was only Orcus.
Drusilla: The fiend flew into a rapturous frenzy, and my family were his first victims. I remember the chill of his teeth sinkin' into my flesh, gnawin' until they reached my very essence.
Drusilla: How am I standin' here before you, then? Oh, Orcus gorged on a soul that night. But it wasn't mine—not exactly. It was my avatar that filled his belly. Seems that was all he could stomach.
Drusilla: Some might consider that a lucky twist of fate, but I had little time to ponder my fortune. Fled soon as I was able—His Radiance never looked kindly on those trying to end his life, or their families.
Drusilla: I wandered about for years until I settled here and started seekin' out others like me. Others who had awoken from the Empire's dream.
Drusilla: "Lemures" is what we call the spirits of the dead in the Garlean tongue. A fittin' moniker if there ever was one. Wakin' up from a long sleep ain't unlike climbing out of the grave. I can attest to that.
Drusilla: Son of a bleedin'— Remind me not to give such long-winded speeches when the sand is blowin' in my face. I'm headin' back for some ale. See you at headquarters.

Hermin: Welcome back, Boss. How was the family?

Drusilla: Shaken, but unharmed aside from some tussled hair and mangled verse. Orcus left one of his minions behind as a gift, but [Forename] made quick work of it.

Hermin: I always said {{alternatives|f=she|m=he}} was a keeper. You have an eye for the fierce of heart.
Hermin: I wager {{alternatives|f=she|m=he}} could slay Orcus all on {{alternatives|f=her|m=his}} own. Not that we'd let {{alternatives|f=her|m=him}} take all the glory.

Drusilla: 'Course we wouldn't. We'll all be there when Orcus tries to take his prize. I don't think we'll be waitin' long, either.
Drusilla: Orcus said he'd strike when [Forename] was ripe with fear and hatred and despair. Seasonings he's loath to forego.
Drusilla: I've an inkling how he might try to draw out those emotions. And finish off a half-eaten meal besides...

Orcus: Right you are, Drusilla!
Orcus: How many nights did you mourn your lost avatar? The wellspring of your power. I must say, it was quite the dish!
Orcus: Ah, I think not. Move so much as a finger, and her head will hit the floor.
Orcus: Oooh, that's it, [Forename]. That fire. I want to see it burn. I want to see it rage. I want to see the hatred seep into the depths of your soul!
Orcus: Shall I make this Drusilla's final breath? Or this one? It is so very hard to choose!
Orcus: I was right not to give in to my baser instincts. To allow the thought of your taste to simmer in my mind as you and Drusilla formed a bond, a...kinship, even?
Orcus: Born from an understanding of her inconsequential ideals, that you may better appreciate the bitter loss!
Orcus: Hmm... But perhaps I should wait a while longer. To let the flavor of your hatred mature and the tang of your malice ripen.
Orcus: I can make use of Drusilla yet. Revel in her screams, exult in her misery. Ahh, how splendid it will be!
Orcus: All the while, my prize piglet growing fat with loathing and succulent with terror.
Orcus: Patience rewards the dutiful gourmand, after all. When your tantalizing flavor has fully matured, I shall return. And I shall reap my harvest!

Hermin: Godsdamned voidsent bastard! Soulless piece of shite!

Question: What will you say?

> We need to think, Hermin!
Hermin: I know, I know... Now's not the time to lose my temper. Deep breaths, cool heads...

> Swive that sodding demon spawn!
Hermin: Aye...aye, that's the spirit!

> Orcus is going to pay for this!
---

Hermin: Right. We need a plan. First things first: find out where Orcus is hiding. The rest of the family should be able to help with that.
Hermin: In the meantime, you need to prepare. I know you're good, [Forename], but we can't leave the boss's life to chance. Sharpen your skills and your scythe, then sharpen them once more.
Hermin: The boss can do naught against Orcus without her avatar. That means you'll have to do the heavy lifting.
Hermin: Of course, I'll do what I can to afford you an advantage. You can count on that. For Drusilla!
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Thicker than Blood

2026-06-04T04:27:31Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Dialogue fixes.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Thicker than Blood
| description = Drusilla seems relieved to see you walk through her door unscathed.
| image = Reaper quest image1.png
| quest-giver = Drusilla
| related-npcs = Arnegis; Bloodsupped Voidsent; Elegant Woman; Hermin; Lithe Dandy; Loyal Lemure; Orcus
| location = Lemures Headquarters
| location-x = 6
| location-y = 6
| type = feature
| quest-line =
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Disciple of War Job Quests
| journal-genre = Reaper Quests
| sortkey = 780
| organization =
| class =
| job = Reaper
| level = 78
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 227520
| gil = 1860
| reward1 =
| reward2 =
| reward3 =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = Dark Days
| next-quest = The Killing Art
| patch = 6.0
| release = endwalker
| id-edb = 67c8b39c553
| id-gt = 69613
}}
==Steps==
* Speak with the Lemures member at Black Brush Station.
* Speak with the elegant woman.
* Speak with the lithe dandy.
* Defeat the bloodsupped voidsent.
* Speak with the lithe dandy.
* Speak with Drusilla in Stonesthrow.
* Enter Lemures headquarters.
* Speak with Hermin.

==Journal==
* Drusilla seems relieved to see you walk through her door unscathed.
* While pleased to see you safe, Drusilla informs you that members of the family throughout Thanalan have reported disturbing sightings. That, along with a blunted dagger delivered to Lemures headquarters as a threat, has put everyone on edge. She suggests investigating the claims, both to gather potentially useful information and to escape from her quarters for a spell. You are to speak with family at Black Brush Station, from where one of the reports originated.
* Though the first of the Lemures you approach has witnessed nothing unusual of late, he speaks at length and shares the story of his exile from Garlemald. He also tells you of a young woman who claims to have seen frightening images in the sands, and instructs you to visit Lost Hope if you wish to hear her delusions.
* The woman is much more level-headed than you were led to believe, but still shaken by her recent experiences. After you introduce yourself as a friend of Drusilla, she regales you with the tale of how she and her beloved fled Garlemald, displaying an eagerness to divulge personal details that appears oddly common amongst the Lemures. She then informs you that it was not her, but her beloved who spied the dread figure in the desert, and begs you to ask him for further details─and, if you are able, bring an end to the vile menace.
* You interrupt a slender man engaged in the sacred act of poetic creation. Whether it is because the verses he recites are divine or dreadful is unclear, but regardless, a voidsent reveals itself as the final rhyme is released unto the desert wind. The poet is helpless before the otherworldly beast, leaving the butchery in your hands.
* You dispatch the threat, which refrains from giving its opinion on the poet's latest masterpiece. The flustered artist appears unharmed and regards you in stunned awe. Perhaps the sound of your voice will awaken him from his stupor─or failing that, a powerful nod.
* The man thanks you profusely before reporting that it was during a similar excursion into the desert that he saw the man with pale skin and blood red eyes. The enigmatic figure returned his gaze with unnerving silence and an ominous grin before vanishing. While it is uncertain if this was Orcus or not, the poet recognizes that the desert is no place for feats of lyricism, and returns to the uncritical arms of his beloved, marking the end of your duty there.
* Drusilla listens to your story with concern and praises you for slaying the voidsent before anyone came to harm. She then asks for your thoughts on the disparate members of the Lemures before speaking of how all fled their homeland of Garlemald. She goes on to recount her own experiences at length, telling the story of her grandfather Rullus's failed assassination of Solus zos Galvus, and his subsequent pursuit of power that led to his possession by Orcus and her flight to Eorzea. While the memories are plainly not easy for her to recall, her willingness to share is proof that she has come to think of you as a member of her found family. Tired from the day's work, she bids you return to headquarters. ※You may re-enter Lemures headquarters by speaking with the loyal Lemure in Pearl Lane.
* Although Orcus did not show himself during your investigations into the family's claims, Drusilla seems certain that he will act soon─and that she will be his chosen target. No sooner does she share this intuition than Orcus appears, scythe poised to remove her head from her shoulders. Though titillated by the hatred and fear he sees smoldering within you, he yearns to see his meal grow even more flavorful, and to that end declares that he will torture Drusilla at his leisure, all the while waiting for your soul to attain its full delicious potential. With those parting words, Orcus returns to the shadows whence he came, leaving you and Hermin alone in Drusilla's chambers. The gobsmacked girl looks as if she could use some comforting words, or perhaps an outlet for her rising anger.
* After Hermin's rage subsides, your next course of action becomes clear: rescue Drusilla from Orcus's clutches at all costs. His whereabouts are as uncertain as ever, but Hermin plans on pooling the resources of the family to make a concerted effort to ascertain them. In the meantime, you must keep your skills sharp, for only a reaper can cut Orcus down. ※The next reaper quest will be available from Hermin upon reaching level 80.

==Dialogue==
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{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Hermin: If the boss says you're family, then you're family. Let's put that bastard in the dirt, eh? For Arnegis.

Drusilla: Glad to see Orcus hasn't sunk his teeth into you yet, [Forename]. Don't go thinkin' he's given up on tryin', though.
Drusilla: He's out there, savorin' you from a distance. Can't resist checkin' in on his prize, just as he can't resist seekin' out morsels to tide him over till his feast. The reports we've received of a man pale as death skulking about the sands is proof of that.

Hermin: And then there's the matter of this blunted dagger. We don't know who sent it, but we do know what it means.

Drusilla: It's a warnin' commonly used by the less savory elements in Ul'dah. A warnin' that the next will be delivered sharp and straight to our bellies.

Hermin: More fool them. They've no notion of what we've faced and lived, thinking we'd soil our smallclothes over empty threats.

Drusilla: Let's hope it's nothin' more than that, lass, seein' as we need to follow up on those reports sooner than later. Anyone fancy a bit of fresh air? If we catch a whiff of Orcus's foul stench, all the better...
Drusilla: [Forename], I want you to ask around near Black Brush Station, and I'll head to Stonesthrow. When you're done, meet me there and we'll share what we've dug up.

Hermin: Not every member of the family has the means or the inclination to live in the jewel of the desert. Some settle for something with a little less luster.

LEMURESMEMBERA: I recognize that self-assured stride. The mark of a {{alternatives|f=woman|m=man}} ready to take on the world and then some. You must be the Eorzean reaper the boss sent word about.
LEMURESMEMBERA: I'm almost disappointed to tell you nothing is amiss. The soldier in me would've loved to see a reaper in action. I once fought in the imperial army, though you wouldn't think it to look at me now.
LEMURESMEMBERA: I served proudly under Lord Valens in my youth, until the day he ordered us to use commonfolk as fodder in some pointless skirmish. I refused, and was sentenced to death for my candor. Needless to say, I didn't keep that appointment.
LEMURESMEMBERA: Compared to that evil, toothless threats and ghosts are no bother. But the less jaded are more excitable—one lass in particular has been jumping at shadows.
LEMURESMEMBERA: She claims to have seen all manner of terrors, but I suspect she'd be startled by her own reflection. Still, if you want to lend an ear to her delusions, you can find her in Lost Hope.
LEMURESMEMBERA: Things are quiet in these parts, save for that lass telling anyone who'll listen about the things she's seen in the dark. Find her in Lost Hope if you're in the mood for a bone-chilling yarn.

LEMURESMEMBERB: Aaah! Oh...hello. Who are you?
LEMURESMEMBERB: Oh! Did Drusilla receive my missive? She's sent someone to rid us of this terrible evil waiting in the wings?
LEMURESMEMBERB: Truly, she cares for us as if we really were her flesh and blood—which is more than I can say about my own. Not once have I longed to return to the life of comfort I left behind in Garlemald, and I have Drusilla to thank for that.
LEMURESMEMBERB: She isn't the reason I left home in the first place, of course. Had I not met my beloved, I would likely still be feasting on lemoncakes in ignorance.
LEMURESMEMBERB: In ignorance of love, of freedom. I found the former in Garlemald, and the latter in Eorzea, as our new life blossomed into something beautiful.
LEMURESMEMBERB: Not every day has been easy. Not even most days. But Drusilla's watchful eye has kept us safe, and our freedom is worth any measure of hardship.
LEMURESMEMBERB: Such terrible fear gripped my heart when my beloved told me of the pale man he spied on the sands. But now that the family has come to help, I can breathe a sigh of relief.
LEMURESMEMBERB: I'm sure you wish to know precisely where to find that horrid creature, but I cannot help half so well as my beloved might. Seek him in the southeast, and pray put an end to this nightmare!
LEMURESMEMBERB: The mere thought of that pallid skin sets my heart racing in terror. Seek out my beloved so we may finally put paid to this menace. He should be just southeast of here, seeking inspiration for his latest masterpiece.

LEMURESMEMBERC: Through deviled mists the hunter doth now tread, Tracking the scent of quarry others dread, In darkest night cry for a keeper, Lo, by your side {{alternatives|she|he}} walks, the reaper.
LEMURESMEMBERC: Ah, apologies for the effusive display, friend. I'm a poet, you see, and cannot resist putting into words the flood of emotions that accompany such a striking figure as yours.
LEMURESMEMBERC: Ack! A... A...m-m-m...
LEMURESMEMBERC: Monster!!!

ORCUSBEHAVER: Graaaaaagh!

System: The bloodlust emanating from this voidsent is potent and powerful...

LEMURESMEMBERC: Thank you, thank you, thank you! My savior, my godssend!
LEMURESMEMBERC: Would that I could have aided you, but alas, a poet's pen is of little use in battle.
LEMURESMEMBERC: Unless, of course, that battle involves not swords and scythes, but words! Just ask the sire of my beloved, who is even now licking the wounds dealt by the invective verse I composed after he had the gall to forbid our union!
LEMURESMEMBERC: A masterwork of scathing metaphor and subtle remonstration! Alas, for all their pretensions, nobles are anything but subtle in their rage. We were forced to flee, to abandon our homes with only our love for sustenance.
LEMURESMEMBERC: Nevertheless, I've regretted not a single moment of our life in exile. In Eorzea we found an unexpected treasure: freedom. Freedom of mind and freedom of heart.
LEMURESMEMBERC: Ah, but I digress. Surely you did not seek me out simply to save my life and leave with a nod and a smile. Did you wish to commission a poem?
LEMURESMEMBERC: The pale man? Aye, I encountered him whilst wandering these arid wastes in search of inspiration. I felt the gaze of some terrible presence upon my back, and when I turned to meet it, he was standing there, grinning like a butcher in a bullpen.
LEMURESMEMBERC: He wore robes much too thick for these scorched sands, and his skin looked as if it had never been kissed by the blazing sun. Worst of all, his eyes were as two bottomless pools of blood. I feared my end had come, but then he vanished as quickly as he had appeared.
LEMURESMEMBERC: Perhaps I've been reckless. Recent incidents make it clear that the cost of inspiration is higher than I'm willing to pay. I shall return to my beloved, for both my safety and hers. Thank you again, my savior.

Drusilla: There you are. And?
Drusilla: Another one of his accursed minions. Well, I suppose we can take comfort in the fact that none of the family came to harm, yourself included. Well done.
Drusilla: Speaking of which, what do you think of this family you've been thrust into? Speak freely—I haven't lived this long by takin' offense at opinions I don't want to hear.

Question: What will you say?

> I'm surprised you've all survived this long.
Drusilla: Takes more than brute strength for folks to survive. None of them were fit for life under the Empire's boot, and that's good enough for me.

> Seems like any other family to me.
Drusilla: Hah! Seen some odd families then, I reckon. I'd like to think we're one of a kind, though. A collection of castoffs unfit to live under the Empire's boot. Yours truly included.

> Doesn't matter what I think, does it?
Drusilla: If you say so. I reckon you don't hate us, and that's good enough for me. End of the day, we're just a ragtag band of outcasts unfit to live under the Empire's boot. Yours truly included.

---

Drusilla: Much as some enlightened types might tell you otherwise, people like to have a say in the life they lead. That's what separates us from those bugs over there.
Drusilla: Born queens, workers, drones. Bred into roles ingrained so deeply they wouldn't know how to live otherwise. For the glory and prosperity of the hive.
Drusilla: But we've got it in us to be different. Might be born into farmin', soldierin', or politickin', but we can choose to walk a different path whenever the fancy should strike.
Drusilla: 'Tain't in our nature to accept our lot without question. No, we have to believe in somethin'. Put our faith in it. Only then will we deign to march in step.
Drusilla: And indeed, faith of a “savage” stripe is one way to get us dancin' to the same tune. Others might be compelled through faith in logic or law. Intangible, invisible...yet cause enough for killin' and conquerin' if it suits the queen.
Drusilla: “The invaders have sullied our birthright for eight centuries—no longer! We march for Locus Amoenus!” With a few righteous words, His Radiance Solus zos Galvus whipped the hive into a frenzy.
Drusilla: Once that fire is burnin', the passion of the masses can't soon be quelled. What was once a wish for home became a holy mission to spread enlightenment. Enlightenment which would not suffer such beliefs as the beastmen held.
Drusilla: Countless scores rendered up their lives on the altar of empire, until an entire continent was united under a single magitek fist.
Drusilla: For those who still dreamed the dream of unity, a deed worthy of song. Yet some awoke to see it for the tyranny it was. My grandfather Rullus included.
Drusilla: The talents of the reapers are passed down through bloodlines. Rullus was the best of us—the most accomplished and feared in the order's long history.
Drusilla: The duty of the reapers—our role in the hive, if you will—was to deliver our countrymen from corrupt and power-hungry tyrants. When Garlemald found religion in conquest, its appetite grew to be insatiable.
Drusilla: My grandfather pondered this conundrum for many sleepless nights, and came to a decision: he would relieve Solus zos Galvus of his life.
Drusilla: Twenty years ago, he slipped into the deepest chambers of the imperial palace, silent as a shadow, until he could hear the Emperor's beatin' heart...
Drusilla: Yet when Rullus returned to me, Solus was alive and well. My grandfather, on the other hand, had a skittishness to his step, and his black hair had turned a pale white.
Drusilla: He said naught of his encounter with the Emperor, save that the most powerful man in Garlemald was no man at all.
Drusilla: Shamed in his defeat, my grandfather sought greater power. Bit by bit, he gave more of himself over to the voidsent behind his avatar.
Drusilla: Orcus struck when Rullus was weakest, takin' his flesh and soul in one fell swoop. When he was finished, not a mote of my grandfather remained in that body. There was only Orcus.
Drusilla: The fiend flew into a rapturous frenzy, and my family were his first victims. I remember the chill of his teeth sinkin' into my flesh, gnawin' until they reached my very essence.
Drusilla: How am I standin' here before you, then? Oh, Orcus gorged on a soul that night. But it wasn't mine—not exactly. It was my avatar that filled his belly. Seems that was all he could stomach.
Drusilla: Some might consider that a lucky twist of fate, but I had little time to ponder my fortune. Fled soon as I was able—His Radiance never looked kindly on those trying to end his life, or their families.
Drusilla: I wandered about for years until I settled here and started seekin' out others like me. Others who had awoken from the Empire's dream.
Drusilla: "Lemures" is what we call the spirits of the dead in the Garlean tongue. A fittin' moniker if there ever was one. Wakin' up from a long sleep ain't unlike climbing out of the grave. I can attest to that.
Drusilla: Son of a bleedin'— Remind me not to give such long-winded speeches when the sand is blowin' in my face. I'm headin' back for some ale. See you at headquarters.

Hermin: Welcome back, Boss. How was the family?

Drusilla: Shaken, but unharmed aside from some tussled hair and mangled verse. Orcus left one of his minions behind as a gift, but [Forename] made quick work of it.

Hermin: I always said {{alternatives|f=she|m=he}} was a keeper. You have an eye for the fierce of heart.
Hermin: I wager {{alternatives|f=she|m=he}} could slay Orcus all on {{alternatives|f=her|m=his}} own. Not that we'd let {{alternatives|f=her|m=him}} take all the glory.

Drusilla: 'Course we wouldn't. We'll all be there when Orcus tries to take his prize. I don't think we'll be waitin' long, either.
Drusilla: Orcus said he'd strike when [Forename] was ripe with fear and hatred and despair. Seasonings he's loath to forego.
Drusilla: I've an inkling how he might try to draw out those emotions. And finish off a half-eaten meal besides...

Orcus: Right you are, Drusilla!
Orcus: How many nights did you mourn your lost avatar? The wellspring of your power. I must say, it was quite the dish!
Orcus: Ah, I think not. Move so much as a finger, and her head will hit the floor.
Orcus: Oooh, that's it, [Forename]. That fire. I want to see it burn. I want to see it rage. I want to see the hatred seep into the depths of your soul!
Orcus: Shall I make this Drusilla's final breath? Or this one? It is so very hard to choose!
Orcus: I was right not to give in to my baser instincts. To allow the thought of your taste to simmer in my mind as you and Drusilla formed a bond, a...kinship, even?
Orcus: Born from an understanding of her inconsequential ideals, that you may better appreciate the bitter loss!
Orcus: Hmm... But perhaps I should wait a while longer. To let the flavor of your hatred mature and the tang of your malice ripen.
Orcus: I can make use of Drusilla yet. Revel in her screams, exult in her misery. Ahh, how splendid it will be!
Orcus: All the while, my prize piglet growing fat with loathing and succulent with terror.
Orcus: Patience rewards the dutiful gourmand, after all. When your tantalizing flavor has fully matured, I shall return. And I shall reap my harvest!

Hermin: Godsdamned voidsent bastard! Soulless piece of shite!

Question: What will you say?

> We need to think, Hermin!
Hermin: I know, I know... Now's not the time to lose my temper. Deep breaths, cool heads...

> Swive that sodding demon spawn!
Hermin: Aye...aye, that's the spirit!

> Orcus is going to pay for this!
---

Hermin: Right. We need a plan. First things first: find out where Orcus is hiding. The rest of the family should be able to help with that.
Hermin: In the meantime, you need to prepare. I know you're good, [Forename], but we can't leave the boss's life to chance. Sharpen your skills and your scythe, then sharpen them once more.
Hermin: The boss can do naught against Orcus without her avatar. That means you'll have to do the heavy lifting.
Hermin: Of course, I'll do what I can to afford you an advantage. You can count on that. For Drusilla!
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Dark Days

2026-06-03T02:37:31Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Remove link to wrong page.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Dark Days
| description = Drusilla is awaiting word from Arnegis.
| image = Reaper quest image1.png
| quest-giver = Drusilla
| related-npcs = Arnegis; Arnegis's Wife; Hermin; Loyal Lemure; Orcus; Order of Nald'thal Priest
| location = Lemures Headquarters
| location-x = 6
| location-y = 6
| type = feature
| quest-line =
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Disciple of War Job Quests
| journal-genre = Reaper Quests
| sortkey = 750
| organization =
| class =
| job = Reaper
| level = 75
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 223200
| gil = 1556
| reward1 =
| reward2 =
| reward3 =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = On the Hunt
| next-quest = Thicker than Blood
| patch = 6.0
| release = endwalker
| id-gt = 69612
| id-edb = b921dba2ac9
}}
==Steps==
* Speak with Drusilla in front of Erralig's Burial Chamber.
* Speak with Drusilla in Stonesthrow.
* Speak with Drusilla.
* Speak with Drusilla again.
* Speak with Drusilla at Lemures headquarters.

==Journal==
* Drusilla is awaiting word from Arnegis.
* Headquarters is relatively quiet while the Lemures continue the work of ascertaining Orcus's whereabouts, until the ever-watchful door guard bursts in, and between ragged breaths delivers the tragic news that Arnegis's body has been found by the Brass Blades. Without a word, Drusilla departs for Erralig's Burial Chamber, leaving her family without a leader. It falls to you to follow, and remind her of the duty she owes to those who yet live.
* You find Drusilla at Erralig's Burial Chamber, where she demands the attendant priest allow her to see Arnegis's body. In the face of Drusilla's anger, he agrees to forgo custom─though upon viewing the remains of her comrade, she forbids you from doing the same. Her rage seemingly spent, the reaper explains that there is someone to whom she must speak before returning to headquarters. You are invited to accompany her to Stonesthrow, provided you do so in silence.
* In Stonesthrow, Drusilla performs the grim duty of informing Arnegis's wife of his death. Though the woman weeps for him, she speaks with no hint of reproach toward her husband's leader, asking only that he be avenged. Before returning to headquarters, Drusilla requests a word with you out of sight of prying eyes.
* Drusilla apologizes for not divulging her prior history with Orcus from the start, and reiterates her commitment to seeing him utterly destroyed. As you express the same, you feel a shiver run down your spine, and turn to see a man with pale skin and sanguine eyes─Orcus himself. Drusilla seizes the opportunity to strike, but Orcus dodges her blow with ease, before fixing you with a ravenous gaze. The slavering fiend describes your soul in uncomfortable detail, proclaiming it the most delicious he has ever seen. Upon declaring his intent to see it suffused with terror and hatred ere he returns to feast, the voidsent vanishes, leaving you and Drusilla alone on the bridge.
* Drusilla curses herself for failing to deal Orcus a killing blow then and there. Regaining her composure, she bids you return to Lemures headquarters to discuss your next move. ※In the event that you leave Lemures headquarters, you may re-enter by speaking with the Lemures member in Pearl Lane.
* In the safety of Lemures headquarters, Drusilla confirms Orcus's words: the voidsent who covets your soul inhabits the body of Drusilla's grandfather, rendered youthful through dark arts. The reaper further explains that Orcus feasts on the souls of those that he kills, absorbing their aether to sate his endless appetite. Although Drusilla in unsure how to proceed, she warns you to take special care as you go about your affairs, for Orcus may be lurking around any corner. ※The next reaper quest will be available from Drusilla upon reaching level 78.

==Dialogue==
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Hermin: No word yet from Arnegis, [Forename]. I've always admired his thoroughness—me, I don't have the patience for that sort of work. That's why he's the brains and I'm the muscle.

Drusilla: Apologies, [Forename], but we're still waitin' on Arnegis to come through. There's not much for you to do around here until then, unless you have a knack for cleanin'.
Drusilla: Hermin is good at wheedlin' out promisin' stories and whatnot, but gettin' to the truth of those stories is a craft as delicate as weavin'. I'm sure you've seen firsthand how one bad bit of information can lead to elaborate plans comin' apart at the seams.

Loyal Lemure: Boss! Boss!

Drusilla: Calm down, lad. Breathe. What's gotten into you?

Loyal Lemure: It's Arnegis! He's... He's been murdered!

Hermin: What!? Tell me I heard that wrong!

Loyal Lemure: I'm afraid not. The Brass Blades found him half-buried in the sands not bells ago, just...just lying there like some bloody animal carcass. They're bringing him to Erralig's Burial Chamber as we speak.

Hermin: Whoever did this doesn't know the reckoning they've got coming! Before I'm done with them they'll be begging to crawl back into their mother's womb!

Loyal Lemure: I want justice as much as you, Hermin, I do...but it's times like these we need to look to the boss for guidance.
Loyal Lemure: As you can see, [Forename], emotions are running high. I should stay here until Hermin cools off. Can you let the boss know we're standing by and waiting for her command? Like as not she's gone to pay her respects.

-optional start

Hermin: It won't be enough to kill who did this, oh no... I'm going to make them scream for the next Calamity to come and end their suffering!

Loyal Lemure: I'm not sure how long I can keep Hermin from rushing off to take vengeance. Please, go and find the boss. We need a plan, and I know I'm not the one to make it.

-optional end

Drusilla: Sorry, [Forename]. I ain't in the mood for chitchat...
Drusilla: Where's the bloody keeper!?

x@Order of Nald'thal Priest: My lady, prithee... The dead must be let to rest.

Drusilla: The dead're goin' to have one more among 'em if you don't shut yer trap and listen! The Brass Blades brought in a body not long ago. Show me to it.

x@Order of Nald'thal Priest: Ah, yes, that they did, but are you the deceased's family? If not, I am afraid we cannot—

Drusilla: Family? Family!? Arnegis was like a son to me!

x@Order of Nald'thal Priest: ''Like'' a son...? Ordinarily that would be... Ahem. He is interred in the innermost coffin. However, I must advise you not to gaze upon the body...
x@Order of Nald'thal Priest: Mada— ...Ah. If she insists, then so be it...

Drusilla: Godsdammit, Arnegis, I told you not to go and get yourself—
Drusilla: ...Don't, [Forename]. This isn't for you.
Drusilla: I'm sorry for bargin' in here and for all the bluster. If you can forgive my rudeness, promise me that Arnegis gets sent off well and proper.

x@Order of Nald'thal Priest: Of course he shall be. However, if you wish to inter him within the city gates, well... Such sought-after space comes at no small expense.

Drusilla: I don't care what it costs. Just send your man to Lemures headquarters to collect what you require.
Drusilla: [Forename], I appreciate you comin' to find me, but there's someone else I have to speak with first.
Drusilla: I'm headin' to Stonesthrow. Come along if you please, but...come along in silence.

-optional start

x@Order of Nald'thal Priest: The departed must not be looked upon. That is our creed, a sacred rule that must never be broken. We urge all bereaved to follow suit, but sometimes...

-optional end

Drusilla: This is where Arnegis's dear wife earns her livin'. Best get this over with.

Arnegis's Wife: Arnegis never forgot the debt he owed you. The debt we both owed you. Even so, his loyalty ran even deeper than that.
Arnegis's Wife: It's a strange thing, to look back on the people we were. A decade younger and a lifetime more foolish. Young lovers, proud patriots, blissfully ignorant, returning to Locus Amoenus, the cradle of our people...
Arnegis's Wife: A triumphant homecoming for the Garleans after centuries in exile. The once-mighty invaders had been laid low and driven back whence they came, and it was a banner day when Arnegis was honored with a post there.
Arnegis's Wife: The honor and pride quickly faded when we saw the truth of Locus Amoenus. We hadn't just defeated our enemies—we had clapped them in irons and condemned them to a life of servitude.
Arnegis's Wife: Descendants of those who'd driven our ancestors north so many generations ago, made to pay for the crimes of their forebears. His superiors were certainly pleased with the poetry of it all.
Arnegis's Wife: Arnegis, however, could not simply look away from their suffering, let alone take pleasure in it. Confronted with the reality of the place we would call home, his conscience demanded he take action.
Arnegis's Wife: He began cooperating with the resistance, but the eyes of the Frumentarium are all-seeing, and before long he was ousted as a sympathizer. 'Twas only by the grace of good fortune that we escaped with our lives.
Arnegis's Wife: I've often lain awake at night, wondering if he had outlived his usefulness to the resistance. Or perhaps it was a petty senior officer that orchestrated our fall.
Arnegis's Wife: Regardless of the cause, the outcome was the same: we could never return to the Empire. We fled to Eorzea by way of Radz–at–Han, the only route open to us.

Drusilla: Wasn't soon after steppin' foot on the docks of Limsa Lominsa that your luck ran out, as I recall. Stopped by Yellowjackets and accused of bein' imperial spies.

Arnegis's Wife: Aye, but we still managed to make an escape. We ran and ran, terrified that our pursuers would one day catch up to us.
Arnegis's Wife: That is, until we met you. Had you not taken us under your wing when you did, I shudder to imagine our fate.

Drusilla: Your gratitude's the last thing I deserve, lass. If I hadn't sent Arnegis off on my damned fool's errand, he'd still be alive.
Drusilla: It was Orcus that killed him, and no mistake. He died for my vengeance. I can't tell you how sorry I am...

Arnegis's Wife: No, you needn't apologize. I know...I know he was happy. So long as he was helping you, he was happy.
Arnegis's Wife: The blame for his death doesn't rest on your shoulders. It rests on the man—the ''monster''—that murdered him in cold blood, and I expect you to see he answers for this crime. For me, and...for Arnegis...

Drusilla: I will, lass. I will. On this I swear everythin' that I have to swear.
Drusilla: We need to talk, [Forename]. Somewhere with fewer pryin' eyes. Come meet me at the bridge to the north.

-optional start

Arnegis's Wife: My beloved... Would that I could've been by your side...

-optional end

Drusilla: I owe you an apology, [Forename]. For not tellin' you everythin' about me and Orcus from the start.
Drusilla: I dragged you into a fight against a foe that's cunnin', brutal, and utterly merciless. I thought with all of us together, we'd tip the scales in our favor.
Drusilla: But I was wrong, and Arnegis paid the price for my hubris.
Drusilla: That voidsent we tracked in the Black Shroud was likely one of Orcus's minions, but I was too caught up in my grand scheme to realize it at the time.
Drusilla: I should've thought about why it tried to hide that body. Your common voidsent wouldn't have the guile to bury a kill. But what if Orcus taught it that as a way to throw trackers off its scent—and to dangle bait for me and mine?
Drusilla: Orcus has used that same trick in the past, and he knows that we know it too. By dispatchin' his minion, we drew his attention. Arnegis was a warnin'.
Drusilla: Orcus doesn't give his prey swift deaths. He toys with 'em, cuts into 'em...and savors the screams. That's how I knew he was responsible—it's like a signature, the way he leaves the bodies when he's had his fill. I only pray Arnegis doesn't take that sufferin' with him to the next life.
Drusilla: Orcus'll be comin' for you or me next. Not right away, though. That'd be givin' up the game. He wants us to keep lookin' over our shoulders, sleepin' with one eye open. He'll wear us down without even liftin' a finger.
Drusilla: And when he finally strikes, we'll be dead on our feet—playthings for him to do with as he pleases. That won't do. We need to bring the fight to him—no more waitin' around for a lead to come to us. It won't be easy, but...can I still count on your help?

Question: What will you say?

> For Arnegis.
> I've come this far. Might as well go the rest of the way.
---

Drusilla: ...Thank you, [Forename].
Drusilla: And if you've got no qualm riskin' life and limb to fight for Arnegis—to fight for me—then I've got no qualm callin' you a member of my family.

Orcus@???: Family... A curious word, that...

Drusilla: Bloody— It's him, [Forename]! Orcus!

Orcus: Some persistent rats were nibbling at my tail. I should've known by their stench it was you and yours, Drusilla. Or should I call you...
Orcus: ...Granddaughter?

Drusilla: Shut your mouth, you thrice-damned monster!

Orcus: Monster? Is that any way to greet a beloved elder? Children these days...
Orcus: It seems one death wasn't punishment enough for you. A second should suffice for this scant remainder of your being...

Drusilla: [Forename], we're endin' this here and now! Follow my lead!

Orcus: I thought we might savor our reunion for a while longer. But if you insist, I shall feast upon your beating heart here and now!

Drusilla: Die!

Orcus: Ah. Naught but dregs left in that desiccated vessel of yours. Too long has the hide been left in the sun...
Orcus: But your “family” has been replenished with fresh blood, I see.
Orcus: My, my, and what a bounteous soul this one has!
Orcus: Your scythe may be dull, but your eye is as sharp as ever.
Orcus: Blinding as the sun, pure as the snow... Heh heh heh...
Orcus: Delectable as a boar slathered in grease!
Orcus: I had thought to make a quick meal of you, but perhaps, just this once, forbearance is in order.
Orcus: Such a singular specimen must be given time to fatten, to fulfill its succulent potential. 'Twould be a travesty to consume you ere you achieve perfection!
Orcus: When your soul is ripe with fear, swollen with hatred, and fit to burst with despair, I shall return for you, [Forename]. And I shall gorge!
Orcus: Until that time, sup well, my growing whelp!

Drusilla: Curse these old bones...he was right in front of me! I could've ended it in one swing!
Drusilla: For a moment—just one moment!—I saw it all again. My family, slaughtered, lying at his feet. My life, slipping away... And that was enough.
Drusilla: Doubtless you have more than a few questions. I'll answer them, I promise, but now's not the time. Trust me.
Drusilla: Standin' around kickin' the sand won't change what's done. Let's return to headquarters and let the wind cool our heads, then we can consider our next course of action.

Hermin: The boss told me everything. That bastard Orcus is going to get what's coming to him. He thinks he knows pain? Well, he hasn't met me!

Drusilla: It was my own fault. If I hadn't stood there slack-jawed, if I wasn't so damned slow, we'd be rid of that abomination once and for all.
Drusilla: ...What you saw ''used'' to be my grandfather, before Orcus took over. He looks green enough to be my own grandchild now. Trick of the void, like as not.
Drusilla: It's no secret that if a voidsent doesn't want to devour you, it probably wants to take possession of your flesh, but Orcus has a particular talent for it.
Drusilla: And as you doubtless surmised, he's got an insatiable cravin' for aether. Killin' is only a prelude to the act of gulpin' down our essence, like a draught of ale after a day's work.
Drusilla: He's old—I can't say exactly how old—and he's acquired a taste for the finer things. Seems your soul counts among the finest he's ever seen. Things just keep gettin' better for us, don't they?

Question: What will you say?

> Wouldn't be the first time someone set their sights on my soul.
Drusilla: Is that so? Used to bein' a prize pig, are we?

> He can keep his bloody fangs to himself.
Drusilla: Heh, truth be told, you don't seem nearly as frightened as I would've thought. Guess it's better to be prized for somethin' than nothin', eh?

---

Drusilla: Anyroad, it's clear that safety is no longer somethin' we can take for granted. Not even in a crowded street, not even in the middle of the day. Keep your eyes peeled, and watch out for those terrible red eyes.
Drusilla: We're sittin' chocobos for the moment, but I'll think of somethin' and send for you as soon as I can. Until then...never sleep far from your scythe.
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Dark Days

2026-06-03T02:35:54Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Dialogue fixes.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Dark Days
| description = Drusilla is awaiting word from Arnegis.
| image = Reaper quest image1.png
| quest-giver = Drusilla
| related-npcs = Arnegis; Arnegis's Wife; Hermin; Loyal Lemure; Orcus; Order of Nald'thal Priest
| location = Lemures Headquarters
| location-x = 6
| location-y = 6
| type = feature
| quest-line =
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Disciple of War Job Quests
| journal-genre = Reaper Quests
| sortkey = 750
| organization =
| class =
| job = Reaper
| level = 75
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 223200
| gil = 1556
| reward1 =
| reward2 =
| reward3 =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = On the Hunt
| next-quest = Thicker than Blood
| patch = 6.0
| release = endwalker
| id-gt = 69612
| id-edb = b921dba2ac9
}}
==Steps==
* Speak with Drusilla in front of Erralig's Burial Chamber.
* Speak with Drusilla in Stonesthrow.
* Speak with Drusilla.
* Speak with Drusilla again.
* Speak with Drusilla at Lemures headquarters.

==Journal==
* Drusilla is awaiting word from Arnegis.
* Headquarters is relatively quiet while the Lemures continue the work of ascertaining Orcus's whereabouts, until the ever-watchful door guard bursts in, and between ragged breaths delivers the tragic news that Arnegis's body has been found by the Brass Blades. Without a word, Drusilla departs for Erralig's Burial Chamber, leaving her family without a leader. It falls to you to follow, and remind her of the duty she owes to those who yet live.
* You find Drusilla at Erralig's Burial Chamber, where she demands the attendant priest allow her to see Arnegis's body. In the face of Drusilla's anger, he agrees to forgo custom─though upon viewing the remains of her comrade, she forbids you from doing the same. Her rage seemingly spent, the reaper explains that there is someone to whom she must speak before returning to headquarters. You are invited to accompany her to Stonesthrow, provided you do so in silence.
* In Stonesthrow, Drusilla performs the grim duty of informing Arnegis's wife of his death. Though the woman weeps for him, she speaks with no hint of reproach toward her husband's leader, asking only that he be avenged. Before returning to headquarters, Drusilla requests a word with you out of sight of prying eyes.
* Drusilla apologizes for not divulging her prior history with Orcus from the start, and reiterates her commitment to seeing him utterly destroyed. As you express the same, you feel a shiver run down your spine, and turn to see a man with pale skin and sanguine eyes─Orcus himself. Drusilla seizes the opportunity to strike, but Orcus dodges her blow with ease, before fixing you with a ravenous gaze. The slavering fiend describes your soul in uncomfortable detail, proclaiming it the most delicious he has ever seen. Upon declaring his intent to see it suffused with terror and hatred ere he returns to feast, the voidsent vanishes, leaving you and Drusilla alone on the bridge.
* Drusilla curses herself for failing to deal Orcus a killing blow then and there. Regaining her composure, she bids you return to Lemures headquarters to discuss your next move. ※In the event that you leave Lemures headquarters, you may re-enter by speaking with the Lemures member in Pearl Lane.
* In the safety of Lemures headquarters, Drusilla confirms Orcus's words: the voidsent who covets your soul inhabits the body of Drusilla's grandfather, rendered youthful through dark arts. The reaper further explains that Orcus feasts on the souls of those that he kills, absorbing their aether to sate his endless appetite. Although Drusilla in unsure how to proceed, she warns you to take special care as you go about your affairs, for Orcus may be lurking around any corner. ※The next reaper quest will be available from Drusilla upon reaching level 78.

==Dialogue==
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{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Hermin: No word yet from Arnegis, [Forename]. I've always admired his thoroughness—me, I don't have the patience for that sort of work. That's why he's the brains and I'm the muscle.

Drusilla: Apologies, [Forename], but we're still waitin' on Arnegis to come through. There's not much for you to do around here until then, unless you have a knack for cleanin'.
Drusilla: Hermin is good at wheedlin' out promisin' stories and whatnot, but gettin' to the truth of those stories is a craft as delicate as weavin'. I'm sure you've seen firsthand how one bad bit of information can lead to elaborate plans comin' apart at the seams.

Loyal Lemure: Boss! Boss!

Drusilla: Calm down, lad. Breathe. What's gotten into you?

Loyal Lemure: It's Arnegis! He's... He's been murdered!

Hermin: What!? Tell me I heard that wrong!

Loyal Lemure: I'm afraid not. The Brass Blades found him half-buried in the sands not bells ago, just...just lying there like some bloody animal carcass. They're bringing him to Erralig's Burial Chamber as we speak.

Hermin: Whoever did this doesn't know the reckoning they've got coming! Before I'm done with them they'll be begging to crawl back into their mother's womb!

Loyal Lemure: I want justice as much as you, Hermin, I do...but it's times like these we need to look to the boss for guidance.
Loyal Lemure: As you can see, [Forename], emotions are running high. I should stay here until Hermin cools off. Can you let the boss know we're standing by and waiting for her command? Like as not she's gone to pay her respects.

-optional start

Hermin: It won't be enough to kill who did this, oh no... I'm going to make them scream for the next Calamity to come and end their suffering!

Loyal Lemure: I'm not sure how long I can keep Hermin from rushing off to take vengeance. Please, go and find the boss. We need a plan, and I know I'm not the one to make it.

-optional end

Drusilla: Sorry, [Forename]. I ain't in the mood for chitchat...
Drusilla: Where's the bloody keeper!?

Order of Nald'thal Priest: My lady, prithee... The dead must be let to rest.

Drusilla: The dead're goin' to have one more among 'em if you don't shut yer trap and listen! The Brass Blades brought in a body not long ago. Show me to it.

Order of Nald'thal Priest: Ah, yes, that they did, but are you the deceased's family? If not, I am afraid we cannot—

Drusilla: Family? Family!? Arnegis was like a son to me!

Order of Nald'thal Priest: ''Like'' a son...? Ordinarily that would be... Ahem. He is interred in the innermost coffin. However, I must advise you not to gaze upon the body...
Order of Nald'thal Priest: Mada— ...Ah. If she insists, then so be it...

Drusilla: Godsdammit, Arnegis, I told you not to go and get yourself—
Drusilla: ...Don't, [Forename]. This isn't for you.
Drusilla: I'm sorry for bargin' in here and for all the bluster. If you can forgive my rudeness, promise me that Arnegis gets sent off well and proper.

Order of Nald'thal Priest: Of course he shall be. However, if you wish to inter him within the city gates, well... Such sought-after space comes at no small expense.

Drusilla: I don't care what it costs. Just send your man to Lemures headquarters to collect what you require.
Drusilla: [Forename], I appreciate you comin' to find me, but there's someone else I have to speak with first.
Drusilla: I'm headin' to Stonesthrow. Come along if you please, but...come along in silence.

-optional start

Order of Nald'thal Priest: The departed must not be looked upon. That is our creed, a sacred rule that must never be broken. We urge all bereaved to follow suit, but sometimes...

-optional end

Drusilla: This is where Arnegis's dear wife earns her livin'. Best get this over with.

Arnegis's Wife: Arnegis never forgot the debt he owed you. The debt we both owed you. Even so, his loyalty ran even deeper than that.
Arnegis's Wife: It's a strange thing, to look back on the people we were. A decade younger and a lifetime more foolish. Young lovers, proud patriots, blissfully ignorant, returning to Locus Amoenus, the cradle of our people...
Arnegis's Wife: A triumphant homecoming for the Garleans after centuries in exile. The once-mighty invaders had been laid low and driven back whence they came, and it was a banner day when Arnegis was honored with a post there.
Arnegis's Wife: The honor and pride quickly faded when we saw the truth of Locus Amoenus. We hadn't just defeated our enemies—we had clapped them in irons and condemned them to a life of servitude.
Arnegis's Wife: Descendants of those who'd driven our ancestors north so many generations ago, made to pay for the crimes of their forebears. His superiors were certainly pleased with the poetry of it all.
Arnegis's Wife: Arnegis, however, could not simply look away from their suffering, let alone take pleasure in it. Confronted with the reality of the place we would call home, his conscience demanded he take action.
Arnegis's Wife: He began cooperating with the resistance, but the eyes of the Frumentarium are all-seeing, and before long he was ousted as a sympathizer. 'Twas only by the grace of good fortune that we escaped with our lives.
Arnegis's Wife: I've often lain awake at night, wondering if he had outlived his usefulness to the resistance. Or perhaps it was a petty senior officer that orchestrated our fall.
Arnegis's Wife: Regardless of the cause, the outcome was the same: we could never return to the Empire. We fled to Eorzea by way of Radz–at–Han, the only route open to us.

Drusilla: Wasn't soon after steppin' foot on the docks of Limsa Lominsa that your luck ran out, as I recall. Stopped by Yellowjackets and accused of bein' imperial spies.

Arnegis's Wife: Aye, but we still managed to make an escape. We ran and ran, terrified that our pursuers would one day catch up to us.
Arnegis's Wife: That is, until we met you. Had you not taken us under your wing when you did, I shudder to imagine our fate.

Drusilla: Your gratitude's the last thing I deserve, lass. If I hadn't sent Arnegis off on my damned fool's errand, he'd still be alive.
Drusilla: It was Orcus that killed him, and no mistake. He died for my vengeance. I can't tell you how sorry I am...

Arnegis's Wife: No, you needn't apologize. I know...I know he was happy. So long as he was helping you, he was happy.
Arnegis's Wife: The blame for his death doesn't rest on your shoulders. It rests on the man—the ''monster''—that murdered him in cold blood, and I expect you to see he answers for this crime. For me, and...for Arnegis...

Drusilla: I will, lass. I will. On this I swear everythin' that I have to swear.
Drusilla: We need to talk, [Forename]. Somewhere with fewer pryin' eyes. Come meet me at the bridge to the north.

-optional start

Arnegis's Wife: My beloved... Would that I could've been by your side...

-optional end

Drusilla: I owe you an apology, [Forename]. For not tellin' you everythin' about me and Orcus from the start.
Drusilla: I dragged you into a fight against a foe that's cunnin', brutal, and utterly merciless. I thought with all of us together, we'd tip the scales in our favor.
Drusilla: But I was wrong, and Arnegis paid the price for my hubris.
Drusilla: That voidsent we tracked in the Black Shroud was likely one of Orcus's minions, but I was too caught up in my grand scheme to realize it at the time.
Drusilla: I should've thought about why it tried to hide that body. Your common voidsent wouldn't have the guile to bury a kill. But what if Orcus taught it that as a way to throw trackers off its scent—and to dangle bait for me and mine?
Drusilla: Orcus has used that same trick in the past, and he knows that we know it too. By dispatchin' his minion, we drew his attention. Arnegis was a warnin'.
Drusilla: Orcus doesn't give his prey swift deaths. He toys with 'em, cuts into 'em...and savors the screams. That's how I knew he was responsible—it's like a signature, the way he leaves the bodies when he's had his fill. I only pray Arnegis doesn't take that sufferin' with him to the next life.
Drusilla: Orcus'll be comin' for you or me next. Not right away, though. That'd be givin' up the game. He wants us to keep lookin' over our shoulders, sleepin' with one eye open. He'll wear us down without even liftin' a finger.
Drusilla: And when he finally strikes, we'll be dead on our feet—playthings for him to do with as he pleases. That won't do. We need to bring the fight to him—no more waitin' around for a lead to come to us. It won't be easy, but...can I still count on your help?

Question: What will you say?

> For Arnegis.
> I've come this far. Might as well go the rest of the way.
---

Drusilla: ...Thank you, [Forename].
Drusilla: And if you've got no qualm riskin' life and limb to fight for Arnegis—to fight for me—then I've got no qualm callin' you a member of my family.

Orcus@???: Family... A curious word, that...

Drusilla: Bloody— It's him, [Forename]! Orcus!

Orcus: Some persistent rats were nibbling at my tail. I should've known by their stench it was you and yours, Drusilla. Or should I call you...
Orcus: ...Granddaughter?

Drusilla: Shut your mouth, you thrice-damned monster!

Orcus: Monster? Is that any way to greet a beloved elder? Children these days...
Orcus: It seems one death wasn't punishment enough for you. A second should suffice for this scant remainder of your being...

Drusilla: [Forename], we're endin' this here and now! Follow my lead!

Orcus: I thought we might savor our reunion for a while longer. But if you insist, I shall feast upon your beating heart here and now!

Drusilla: Die!

Orcus: Ah. Naught but dregs left in that desiccated vessel of yours. Too long has the hide been left in the sun...
Orcus: But your “family” has been replenished with fresh blood, I see.
Orcus: My, my, and what a bounteous soul this one has!
Orcus: Your scythe may be dull, but your eye is as sharp as ever.
Orcus: Blinding as the sun, pure as the snow... Heh heh heh...
Orcus: Delectable as a boar slathered in grease!
Orcus: I had thought to make a quick meal of you, but perhaps, just this once, forbearance is in order.
Orcus: Such a singular specimen must be given time to fatten, to fulfill its succulent potential. 'Twould be a travesty to consume you ere you achieve perfection!
Orcus: When your soul is ripe with fear, swollen with hatred, and fit to burst with despair, I shall return for you, [Forename]. And I shall gorge!
Orcus: Until that time, sup well, my growing whelp!

Drusilla: Curse these old bones...he was right in front of me! I could've ended it in one swing!
Drusilla: For a moment—just one moment!—I saw it all again. My family, slaughtered, lying at his feet. My life, slipping away... And that was enough.
Drusilla: Doubtless you have more than a few questions. I'll answer them, I promise, but now's not the time. Trust me.
Drusilla: Standin' around kickin' the sand won't change what's done. Let's return to headquarters and let the wind cool our heads, then we can consider our next course of action.

Hermin: The boss told me everything. That bastard Orcus is going to get what's coming to him. He thinks he knows pain? Well, he hasn't met me!

Drusilla: It was my own fault. If I hadn't stood there slack-jawed, if I wasn't so damned slow, we'd be rid of that abomination once and for all.
Drusilla: ...What you saw ''used'' to be my grandfather, before Orcus took over. He looks green enough to be my own grandchild now. Trick of the void, like as not.
Drusilla: It's no secret that if a voidsent doesn't want to devour you, it probably wants to take possession of your flesh, but Orcus has a particular talent for it.
Drusilla: And as you doubtless surmised, he's got an insatiable cravin' for aether. Killin' is only a prelude to the act of gulpin' down our essence, like a draught of ale after a day's work.
Drusilla: He's old—I can't say exactly how old—and he's acquired a taste for the finer things. Seems your soul counts among the finest he's ever seen. Things just keep gettin' better for us, don't they?

Question: What will you say?

> Wouldn't be the first time someone set their sights on my soul.
Drusilla: Is that so? Used to bein' a prize pig, are we?

> He can keep his bloody fangs to himself.
Drusilla: Heh, truth be told, you don't seem nearly as frightened as I would've thought. Guess it's better to be prized for somethin' than nothin', eh?

---

Drusilla: Anyroad, it's clear that safety is no longer somethin' we can take for granted. Not even in a crowded street, not even in the middle of the day. Keep your eyes peeled, and watch out for those terrible red eyes.
Drusilla: We're sittin' chocobos for the moment, but I'll think of somethin' and send for you as soon as I can. Until then...never sleep far from your scythe.
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==Video Archive==
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On the Hunt

2026-06-03T01:57:34Z

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{{Quest infobox
| title = On the Hunt
| description = Drusilla is eager to get the voidsent hunt underway.
| image = Reaper quest image1.png
| quest-giver = Drusilla
| related-npcs = Arnegis; Hermin; Loyal Lemure
| location = Lemures Headquarters
| location-x = 6
| location-y = 6
| type = feature
| quest-line =
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Disciple of War Job Quests
| journal-genre = Reaper Quests
| sortkey = 730
| organization =
| class =
| job = Reaper
| level = 73
| requirements =
| req-items = 3 Blood-scented Candle, 1 Blood-soaked Ring
| exp = 220320
| gil = 1848
| reward1 =
| reward2 =
| reward3 =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = The Harvest Begins
| next-quest = Dark Days
| patch = 6.0
| release = endwalker
| id-gt = 69611
| id-edb = d1ce13123e7
}}
==Steps==
* Speak with Arnegis at Bentbranch Meadows.
* Use the candle at the designated location and slay any voidsent that appear.
* Deliver the blood-soaked ring to Arnegis.
* Speak with Drusilla at Lemures headquarters.

==Journal==
* Drusilla is eager to get the voidsent hunt underway.
* Sufficiently impressed with your growth, Drusilla declares you ready to face her voidsent nemesis, Orcus. Arnegis and Hermin, another of her trusted Lemures, tell of a woodcutter gone missing in the Central Shroud, and a man with pale skin and fiery eyes spotted nearby that matches Orcus's description. Before you can depart, however, Hermin voices concerns regarding your involvement in the secretive group's affairs, prompting Drusilla to reveal her personal history with the wicked voidsent, who murdered every member of her flesh-and-blood family. Acutely aware of the threat Orcus poses, Drusilla is willing to rely on any and every advantage, including the assistance of an outsider. With the matter settled, you depart for Bentbranch Meadows to begin the search for your murderous prey.
* Arnegis explains that the woodcutter in question was last seen heading northwest of Bentbranch Meadows, and Drusilla unveils the means by which you will draw Orcus out into the open. She presents you with a blood-scented candle and a magitek transceiver, instructing you to light the former to draw out any nearby fiends. If Orcus happens to be among them, she asks you to call her on the transceiver so she can come to your aid.
* The candle works just as well as Drusilla said, drawing out a slavering voidsent which you quickly dispatch. The monster does not appear to be Orcus, but does leave behind a blood-soaked ring. Arnegis may be able to shed some light on the nature of this trinket and how a voidsent would come into possession of it.
* Drusilla tells you and Arnegis that she found a body hastily buried under some overgrowth─a body which matched the description of the woodcutter and bore the mark of a ring removed from its finger. It seems that the voidsent you drew forth from the woods killed the man to claim the object of its obsession. While Orcus is nowhere to be found, there is one less monster preying on defenseless souls. Arnegis leaves to apprise the Wood Wailers of what transpired, and Drusilla asks you to return with her to Lemures headquarters. ※You may re-enter Lemures headquarters by speaking with the loyal Lemure in Pearl Lane.
* While the mood in Lemures headquarters is somber, Drusilla reminds you that the realm is safer for your efforts. Hermin chimes in to say that she found a promising bit of information while you were away that Arnegis is already investigating. His work is delicate, however, and will take some time to be completed to satisfaction. Drusilla bids you practice your trade further, so that when Orcus is finally found, victory will be all but assured. ※The next reaper quest will be available from Drusilla upon reaching level 75.

==Trivia==
* When speaking with her at Bentbranch Meadows, Drusilla briefly references the hunt mark [[Orcus]], clarifying that it was named after the voidsent.

==Dialogue==
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{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Drusilla: Ah, there you are. Lookin' deadly enough with that scythe to make me weak at the knees.
Drusilla: I wager it's time we stopped faffin' about and made ready to hunt our target. My Lemures have been hard at work scrapin' together what information they can—let's see what they've got.
Drusilla: Everyone here? Good.
Drusilla: Arnegis you've met. No further chimera-related incidents, you'll be happy to hear. The overly chipper lass over there is Hermin. Make your acquaintances.
Drusilla: As you know, our quarry is a voidsent, and he goes by the name Orcus. He's eluded the best, but these two are a step above that. Tell us what you've found.

Hermin: By your will, Boss. I asked around about unsolved murders and disappearances, seeing if any involved someone matching the description you provided.

Arnegis: There's as many missing people as there are grains of sand, and no shortage of tragedies either. One, however, stood out among the rest.
Arnegis: A woodcutter in the Black Shroud—disappeared without a trace. No body, no belongings, nothing. An odd enough occurrence by itself, but the sightings of a stranger with skin pale as snow near his last known whereabouts piqued our interest.

Drusilla: Now that's a promisin' start, but those woods are crawlin' with bandits and brigands of all sorts. Duskwights and Keepers are said to come in ghostly hues. Are we sure this man ain't one of them?

Arnegis: As sure as I've ever been, Boss. Not many bandits have eyes the color of blood. It's a match too close to ignore.

Drusilla: Hmm... I can't gainsay that. We have a lead.

Hermin: If I may, Boss. Are you sure we need the help of this...outsider? How much trouble could one voidsent be?

Arnegis: Hermin! {{alternatives|She's|He's}} standing right there, for gods' sake!

Drusilla: ...No, she's right. I've always told you to turn a wary eye to those outside the family. She's just doin' her due diligence.
Drusilla: But trust me when I say we need every advantage we can afford. I made the mistake of misjudgin' Orcus's strength before, and for my hubris my family—my flesh-and-blood family—was slain. All of them.
Drusilla: Was plannin' on holdin' that back a bit longer, but aye, 'twas before the Lemures. I swore two things: I'd repay that sufferin' a thousandfold, and I'd never let that bastard take anythin' from me again. I mean to keep my vow—and I trust I can count on you to help.

Hermin: You don't have to ask twice, Boss. Your wounds are our wounds, even the ones that become scars. We'll see your vengeance wrought.

Drusilla: All these years I've scraped to make a place for us, I looked forward to the day he'd pay his dues.
Drusilla: And it ain't just for me that we have to hunt him down, either. He's a blight on Eorzea itself, and the longer we let it fester, the more suffering it'll spread.
Drusilla: We need to corner him now, while we have the chance. Are you ready, [Forename]? You know those woods as well as any of us, and we'll need your experience if we hope to be back before supper.
Drusilla: Much appreciated.
Drusilla: All right, let's get to it then. Hermin, I want you here in Ul'dah, keepin' your ear to the ground for any news of Orcus's movements. Arnegis, you lead us to where this woodcutter disappeared.

Arnegis: By your will, Boss. That'd be the Central Shroud, so our best course would be to set off from Bentbranch Meadows.

Hermin: Not all of us can be reapers, but not for lack of bloodlust. If I had the knack, we'd have Orcus's head on the wall by now...
Hermin: I hope you appreciate the significance of what the boss's shared with you. Most Garleans don't even know the reapers exist, let alone have the honor to call themselves one.

Drusilla: Orcus is an accursed name, feared from Garlemald to Ala Mhigo. I hear tell the people of Gyr Abania bestowed it on a fiend that feasts on the bones of man, so much does it reek of evil incarnate.

Arnegis: Good, you made it. Before we set off, allow me to share the circumstances of our poor woodcutter's disappearance.
Arnegis: As I heard it, he disappeared nigh on a week ago. Got lost, some surmise, but he was a seasoned woodsman, not some highborn traveler who forgot to buy a map.
Arnegis: I questioned those closest to him, and none could think of a reason he might want to make himself scarce. He'd even made plans to meet with friends not long from now, but I expect that promise will go unkept.

Drusilla: It sounds like we can rule out a voluntary departure.

Arnegis: I believe we can. The last person to see the man alive said he took his axe and ventured northwest.

Drusilla: Then that's where we'll set our trap.
Drusilla: Here, [Forename], take these. A magitek transceiver and candle that's scented like a voidsent's favorite libation: blood.
Drusilla: Once it's lit and the fumes are waftin' through the air, every voidsent within thirty yalms'll come runnin'. If either of us sees Orcus, let's give the other a shout over the transceiver.
Drusilla: As I said before, Orcus is inhabitin' the body of a man, and he can put on an awfully convincin' performance when needs must. Don't give him a chance to work his wiles, or his fangs'll be in your neck before you know it.

Arnegis: As much as I want to accompany you, I'd only be a liability in a fight. Whether you find Orcus or not, return here and I'll report back to the Lemures. Good luck and good huntin'.
Arnegis: The boss painted a bloodcurdling picture of Orcus...skin pale as the moon and eyes like hellfire. I wouldn't want to run into such a beast on a dark night—or on a sunny day, for that matter.

System: The stench of blood chokes the air, filling your nostrils with its metallic aroma...
System: Drawn by the maleficent odor, a voidsent rises from the underbrush. Though it bears no resemblance to Orcus, it eyes you with a voracious hunger...
System: ...However, no ghostly fiends or slavering creatures emerge from the underbrush. If there are voidsent nearby, they must not be hungry.

Arnegis: I'm glad to see you in one piece. Now, what's that you have in your hand?
Arnegis: Hmm... You said the voidsent was carrying this?

Drusilla: That ring... Where'd you find it?
Drusilla: I see. Then there can be no doubt.
Drusilla: The voidsent that [Forename] slew is the very same one that murdered our woodcutter.

Arnegis: Murdered? Are you saying...?

Drusilla: Aye, while I was searchin' for a place to set my trap, I spotted a shallow grave, hastily dug and poorly hidden.
Drusilla: Under a thin layer of dirt was a body matchin' the description of the woodcutter. A wholly nondescript fellow, save for the mark of a ring removed from his finger.
Drusilla: Doubtless that ring was his demise. Shiny baubles are a common fixation for voidsent—probably didn't spare a thought for the owner, only the prize. I suppose we can take comfort in the knowledge that it'll harm no one else.

Arnegis: Orcus or not, I'd say this expedition was a success after a fashion. I should apprise the Wailers of what's transpired—you two catch some well-earned rest.

Drusilla: Thank you kindly, Arnegis.
Drusilla: Well then, I'll see you back at headquarters.

Hermin: And there I thought this would finally be over. When Arnegis has a lead, we're usually toasting our kill the day after. But these are exceptional circumstances...

Drusilla: Maybe we didn't get the satisfaction I promised, but sittin' here with our heads in our hands won't do us any good. Let's be happy with one less voidsent preyin' on helpless woodcutters.

Question: What will you say?

> The only good voidsent is a dead voidsent.
Drusilla: Hear, hear. Nothin' comes of their endless hunger for aether but bloodshed and tragedy.

> Orcus will pay for what he did.
Drusilla: Heh, glad to see a passion for our mission. Apologies we couldn't make your first outin' more memorable.

---

Drusilla: We were on the cusp of endin' two decades of misery. That's how long ago Orcus came into this world, ragin' like an animal free from his cage, and leavin' my family dead in his wake.
Drusilla: The grief he's caused since then is immeasurable. No matter where his accursed feet take him, his hunger follows, and the realm bleeds to sate it.
Drusilla: 'Course, we aren't the only ones huntin' him. But he's as clever as he is vicious, and not even the finest trackers have been able to keep on his trail for long.

Hermin: Don't lose heart yet, Boss. While you were away, I was making the rounds, and I might've found something that'll soon bear fruit. Arnegis is following up on it as we speak.

Drusilla: I swear, someday that man is going to keel over on my account. Still, there's no one else I'd trust to tell me the difference between truth and hysteria.
Drusilla: That bein' said, his work takes time to do right. Use this chance to hone your skills, and if all goes to plan, next time we speak you'll have a golden opportunity to test them.
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=9U8NwYrejmk}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

Contradicting Convictions

2026-06-02T01:57:41Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speaking with Mathye in the Jeweled Crozier (Cutscene) */ Minor dialogue corrections.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Contradicting Convictions
| description = [[Mathye]] sighs as he looks around for customers.
| image = Contradicting Convictions.png
| quest-giver = Mathye
| related-npcs = Ben; Gaetelle; Impertinent Pauper; Leigh; Spineless Seminarian; Theomocent
| location = The Pillars
| location-x = 6.2
| location-y = 9.4
| type = side
| quest-line = Scholasticate Quests
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Side Story Quests
| journal-genre = Scholasticate Quests
| sortkey = 10
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 60
| req-quest = Heavensward (Quest), Her Last Vow
| req-items =
| requirements =
| exp = 0
| gil = 648
| mettle =
| reward(1-10) =
| overridereward(1-10) =
| reward-opt(1-8) =
| overridereward-opt(1-8) =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = Keeping the Ledger , Her Last Vow
| next-quest = The Benefits of Consultation
| patch = 3.15
| release = heavensward
| id-gt = 67688
| id-edb = 0363906392f
}}
==Steps==
*Speak with the [[Impertinent Pauper]].
*Speak with [[Theomocent]] in [[the Brume]].
*Speak with [[Mathye]] in [[the Jeweled Crozier]].

==Journal==
*Mathye sighs as he looks around for customers.

*Mathye explains to you that business has not been going so well after the recent turmoil in the church. He mentions that his best customers, the students of the scholasticate, are often being followed back to the cathedral by disagreeable folk, and less are inclined to walk around in the open, including to the Crozier. In an effort to keep coin flowing, Mathye requests you to make a round near the road to the cathedral and put an end to any harassment you may see.

*You soon spot an altercation between a group of angry paupers and students clad in scholasticate robes. The encounter escalates when the resentful ruffians make off with a tome of one of the students, Theomocent. The mousy-looking seminarian runs after them to retrieve it, and his friend asks you to pursue him for fear of his safety.

*You find Theomocent out of breath in a dark alcove, outnumbered by a group of aggrieved Brume residents. The student recognizes their ringleader, “Ben,” as an acquaintance from childhood, and pleads with him to return the book. However, Ben grows angry with the unexpected reunion and holds Theomocent's book over a brazier, intending to destroy it out of spite. Lamenting he was not able to leave his unfortunate circumstances for the scholasticate as Theomocent had, he is soon caught off guard by Leigh, another lowborn student. Leigh attempts to save the book after Ben casts it into the flames and escapes, but he is too late in his attempt to rescue it unscathed. He returns the charred tome to a relieved Theomocent, and the two express their gratitude to you before heading back to the scholasticate.

*You return to the Jeweled Crozier to find Mathye speaking with a woman of the cloth, and he expresses satisfaction that his business interactions will return to normal with your good deed. He introduces you to Gaetelle of Saint Endalim's Scholasticate, and the clergywoman recognizes you as the adventurer who brought about the revelation of inconsistencies in the teachings. She explains the scholasticate's precarious situation in the aftermath, and how the students have become targets for the public's ire. Impressed by your goodwill towards the students, she asks that you visit the scholasticate for an opportunity to meet with the headmistress.

==Walkthrough==
* [[Theomocent]] (X:13.1, Y:12.2)

==Dialogue==
===Accepting the quest===
'''Mathye:''' Ah, my dear {{alternatives|f=miss|m=sir}}. How fare you these days? Can't say business has been well, myself.
'''Mathye:''' As you are aware, the church is in a bit of turmoil, and it's taking a toll on my profits. Unrest is understandable, yet there are many who are using the confusion to take out their anger on my best customers.
'''Mathye:''' Now, I'm not one to get mixed up in politics, but the students of the scholasticate pay good gil for tomes and feathered quills. One made a request that I'm wont to oblige in order to keep the coin flowing.
'''Mathye:''' On behalf of her peers, she told me some disagreeable folk have been following seminarians back to the cathedral, hurling all manner of insults. Easily singled out by their uniforms, they don't feel comfortable walking out in the open these days, and that includes around the Crozier.
'''Mathye:''' If you're inclined to keep an eye out for those who would try to harass the students, I'd ask you to make a round near the road to Saint Reymanaud's Cathedral. If you see anyone starting trouble, do what adventurers do best─you know, break it up, keep the peace, look intimidating.

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Mathye:''' The students should be returning to the scholasticate soon. I'd suggest you patrol the street near Saint Reymanaud's Cathedral to make certain they are safe.

'''Spineless Seminarian:''' We understand his grievances, but we are mere students of the holy word!

'''Theomocent:''' S-Sir! Can we not discuss this like civilized men?

===Speaking with the impertinent pauper===
'''Impertinent Pauper:''' >> Our lives are hard enough without some fresh-faced seminarian rubbing salt into our wounds! Will your precious words repay us for what we've lost? Will they bring back the dead? <<

'''Theomocent:''' N-No, of course not, but as a pupil of the scholasticate, I cannot forsake the teachings. If you give the book back, I am certain I can show you the proper passage to provide succor in your time of─

'''Impertinent Pauper:''' >> How dare you! As if the lies in this book will keep us warm at night! Better to destroy it, than be destroyed by it! <<

'''Theomocent:''' Sir? Sir! I absolutely cannot allow you to take that particular tome! Come back!

'''Spineless Seminarian:''' Is he really going to? Oh no...
'''Spineless Seminarian:''' You're an adventurer, aren't you? Please, will you help my friend get his tome back?
'''Spineless Seminarian:''' We were on our way back to the scholasticate when that man accosted us. It has become an unfortunate occurrence these days, but this is the first time someone went so far as to make off with one of our books.
'''Spineless Seminarian:''' Theomocent may mean well, but I fear he will get caught up in a lot more trouble if they outnumber him. I'll go and get help!

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Spineless Seminarian:''' I'll be fine, the cathedral is not far from here. But please, help my friend! He treasures that book more than his life!

'''Ben:''' I'm warning you, you'd best not meddle with what you don't know.

===Speaking with Theomocent in the Brume (Cutscene)===
'''Impertinent Pauper:''' Well, what have we here. Any ideas on what to do with these two, Ben?

'''Theomocent:''' Ben? Is that you? My goodness, what are the chances of meeting at a time like this? Please, I would appreciate it if you would ask your friend to produce the tome he has taken from me.

'''Ben:''' Well, well. Theomocent, it's been a while.
'''Ben:''' Careful, now. I was in the mood for some light reading, but if you or your friend so much as take a step, your precious tome goes up in smoke.
'''Ben:''' Ah, ''The Parables of Saint Daniffen''. I know this title. It's the one we were read as children. I recall Father Choisseau gave you his own copy before you left the Brume for your "higher learning."

'''Theomocent:''' Then you know how much it means to me. I made a promise to him to keep his lessons dear to my heart, and I have kept it with me ever since.

'''Ben:''' All the more reason to burn it. To scatter the ashes, and your dreams along with them.
'''Ben:''' He taught us three the same! Why was I left to rot in this wretched place!? Why not you or Leigh!? What made you two so bloody special!?

'''Leigh:''' >> Put the book down, Ben! Or I'll see you burned as well! <<

'''Ben:''' Of all the people...
You'd best watch yourselves. The world is changing, and we won't listen to your lies anymore! I'll make sure of that!

'''Leigh:''' Sacrilegious bastard. It's been badly charred.
I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you won't get much out of it now.

'''Theomocent:''' Worry not, Leigh. I have already committed the entire text to heart. I am just happy it has been returned to me.

'''Leigh:''' Typical. You shouldn't let him off the hook so easily, you know. Were it not that I pity him, I'd hand him over to the inquisitors without a second thought.

'''Theomocent:''' You came to help me, yes? Were it not for you, I am certain they would have turned their hatred towards me soon after.
'''Theomocent:''' I wish I could pay you for your services, but I am afraid I live on but a meager stipend, hardly enough for candles and ink. But if you would be so kind as to tell me your name?
'''Theomocent:''' {{alternatives|f=Madam|m=Master}} [Surname], I am sincerely grateful to you for your protection. I may not have much in the way of coin, but if you are ever in need of spiritual enlightenment, then you need look no further than the cathedral. Halone's blessings be upon you.

'''???:''' What does one do with a smoldering tome of parables? Will they struggle to abide the lessons of its now–blackened words, or rise from its ashes? This answer, I eagerly await...

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Gaetelle:''' Oh, thank goodness, it's just an adventurer. I beg your pardon, but with all the violence in the streets, I find myself all too wary of those who approach me.

===Speaking with Mathye in the Jeweled Crozier (Cutscene)===
'''Mathye:''' You've returned, and not a moment too soon. The students seem less anxious, and business has nearly returned to normal! I presume you found who has been harassing them?

'''Gaetelle:''' Oh dear, not again. Where are the patrols when they are needed?

'''Mathye:''' They've been spread thin from what I hear. Fortunately, this {{alternatives|f=lady|m=gentleman}} was willing to lend a hand.

'''Gaetelle:''' I thank you for looking out for the well-being of our pupils. I am Sister Gaetelle of Saint Endalim's Scholasticate.
'''Gaetelle:''' And might I ask your...? Oh dear. I know your face! You are {{alternatives|f=Madam|m=Master}} [Surname], the one who had a hand in revealing the true history of the Holy See!

'''Mathye:''' What? By the─ You mean to tell me I've been tasking ''the'' {{alternatives|f=Madam|m=Master}} [Surname] as my errand {{alternatives|f=girl|m=boy}}!? And you accepted it with such grace!? Halone Herself could not have arranged such a curious encounter!

'''Gaetelle:''' On the contrary, I believe our meeting is the product of intervention most divine. {{alternatives|f=Madam|m=Master}} [Surname], if you would be so inclined, I would like to take you to meet the headmistress of our humble scholasticate.

====Cutscene Start====
'''Gaetelle:''' By your deeds was light shed on certain inconsistencies in Ishgard's history─and to a lesser extent, the church's teachings. Needless to say, the resulting controversy has strained the relationship between the people and the clergy.
'''Gaetelle:''' The foundation of our great city–state rests upon the wisdom of the ''Enchiridion''. Alas, the lowborn in particular have suffered greatly as a result of erroneous interpretations. Some have even begun to wonder if all our precepts have been thus distorted.
'''Gaetelle:''' We of the scholasticate are wont to reflect upon these revelations deeper than most. Although we live as scholars, we had grown complacent, accepting a single interpretation set forth by the archbishop and his predecessors.
'''Gaetelle:''' Although we are openly reevaluating our teachings, our students continue to be targeted by those who feel they have been deceived. As you yourself have no doubt seen, there are those who would rather purge the city of all clergy, regardless of their guilt.
'''Gaetelle:''' But with you on our side, surely those miscreants would think twice before harming our students. Pray come and visit our halls. I am certain the students would be put at ease to see you again as well.
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

Contradicting Convictions

2026-06-02T01:54:42Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speaking with Theomocent in the Brume (Cutscene) */ Corrected dialogue.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Contradicting Convictions
| description = [[Mathye]] sighs as he looks around for customers.
| image = Contradicting Convictions.png
| quest-giver = Mathye
| related-npcs = Ben; Gaetelle; Impertinent Pauper; Leigh; Spineless Seminarian; Theomocent
| location = The Pillars
| location-x = 6.2
| location-y = 9.4
| type = side
| quest-line = Scholasticate Quests
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Side Story Quests
| journal-genre = Scholasticate Quests
| sortkey = 10
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 60
| req-quest = Heavensward (Quest), Her Last Vow
| req-items =
| requirements =
| exp = 0
| gil = 648
| mettle =
| reward(1-10) =
| overridereward(1-10) =
| reward-opt(1-8) =
| overridereward-opt(1-8) =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = Keeping the Ledger , Her Last Vow
| next-quest = The Benefits of Consultation
| patch = 3.15
| release = heavensward
| id-gt = 67688
| id-edb = 0363906392f
}}
==Steps==
*Speak with the [[Impertinent Pauper]].
*Speak with [[Theomocent]] in [[the Brume]].
*Speak with [[Mathye]] in [[the Jeweled Crozier]].

==Journal==
*Mathye sighs as he looks around for customers.

*Mathye explains to you that business has not been going so well after the recent turmoil in the church. He mentions that his best customers, the students of the scholasticate, are often being followed back to the cathedral by disagreeable folk, and less are inclined to walk around in the open, including to the Crozier. In an effort to keep coin flowing, Mathye requests you to make a round near the road to the cathedral and put an end to any harassment you may see.

*You soon spot an altercation between a group of angry paupers and students clad in scholasticate robes. The encounter escalates when the resentful ruffians make off with a tome of one of the students, Theomocent. The mousy-looking seminarian runs after them to retrieve it, and his friend asks you to pursue him for fear of his safety.

*You find Theomocent out of breath in a dark alcove, outnumbered by a group of aggrieved Brume residents. The student recognizes their ringleader, “Ben,” as an acquaintance from childhood, and pleads with him to return the book. However, Ben grows angry with the unexpected reunion and holds Theomocent's book over a brazier, intending to destroy it out of spite. Lamenting he was not able to leave his unfortunate circumstances for the scholasticate as Theomocent had, he is soon caught off guard by Leigh, another lowborn student. Leigh attempts to save the book after Ben casts it into the flames and escapes, but he is too late in his attempt to rescue it unscathed. He returns the charred tome to a relieved Theomocent, and the two express their gratitude to you before heading back to the scholasticate.

*You return to the Jeweled Crozier to find Mathye speaking with a woman of the cloth, and he expresses satisfaction that his business interactions will return to normal with your good deed. He introduces you to Gaetelle of Saint Endalim's Scholasticate, and the clergywoman recognizes you as the adventurer who brought about the revelation of inconsistencies in the teachings. She explains the scholasticate's precarious situation in the aftermath, and how the students have become targets for the public's ire. Impressed by your goodwill towards the students, she asks that you visit the scholasticate for an opportunity to meet with the headmistress.

==Walkthrough==
* [[Theomocent]] (X:13.1, Y:12.2)

==Dialogue==
===Accepting the quest===
'''Mathye:''' Ah, my dear {{alternatives|f=miss|m=sir}}. How fare you these days? Can't say business has been well, myself.
'''Mathye:''' As you are aware, the church is in a bit of turmoil, and it's taking a toll on my profits. Unrest is understandable, yet there are many who are using the confusion to take out their anger on my best customers.
'''Mathye:''' Now, I'm not one to get mixed up in politics, but the students of the scholasticate pay good gil for tomes and feathered quills. One made a request that I'm wont to oblige in order to keep the coin flowing.
'''Mathye:''' On behalf of her peers, she told me some disagreeable folk have been following seminarians back to the cathedral, hurling all manner of insults. Easily singled out by their uniforms, they don't feel comfortable walking out in the open these days, and that includes around the Crozier.
'''Mathye:''' If you're inclined to keep an eye out for those who would try to harass the students, I'd ask you to make a round near the road to Saint Reymanaud's Cathedral. If you see anyone starting trouble, do what adventurers do best─you know, break it up, keep the peace, look intimidating.

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Mathye:''' The students should be returning to the scholasticate soon. I'd suggest you patrol the street near Saint Reymanaud's Cathedral to make certain they are safe.

'''Spineless Seminarian:''' We understand his grievances, but we are mere students of the holy word!

'''Theomocent:''' S-Sir! Can we not discuss this like civilized men?

===Speaking with the impertinent pauper===
'''Impertinent Pauper:''' >> Our lives are hard enough without some fresh-faced seminarian rubbing salt into our wounds! Will your precious words repay us for what we've lost? Will they bring back the dead? <<

'''Theomocent:''' N-No, of course not, but as a pupil of the scholasticate, I cannot forsake the teachings. If you give the book back, I am certain I can show you the proper passage to provide succor in your time of─

'''Impertinent Pauper:''' >> How dare you! As if the lies in this book will keep us warm at night! Better to destroy it, than be destroyed by it! <<

'''Theomocent:''' Sir? Sir! I absolutely cannot allow you to take that particular tome! Come back!

'''Spineless Seminarian:''' Is he really going to? Oh no...
'''Spineless Seminarian:''' You're an adventurer, aren't you? Please, will you help my friend get his tome back?
'''Spineless Seminarian:''' We were on our way back to the scholasticate when that man accosted us. It has become an unfortunate occurrence these days, but this is the first time someone went so far as to make off with one of our books.
'''Spineless Seminarian:''' Theomocent may mean well, but I fear he will get caught up in a lot more trouble if they outnumber him. I'll go and get help!

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Spineless Seminarian:''' I'll be fine, the cathedral is not far from here. But please, help my friend! He treasures that book more than his life!

'''Ben:''' I'm warning you, you'd best not meddle with what you don't know.

===Speaking with Theomocent in the Brume (Cutscene)===
'''Impertinent Pauper:''' Well, what have we here. Any ideas on what to do with these two, Ben?

'''Theomocent:''' Ben? Is that you? My goodness, what are the chances of meeting at a time like this? Please, I would appreciate it if you would ask your friend to produce the tome he has taken from me.

'''Ben:''' Well, well. Theomocent, it's been a while.
'''Ben:''' Careful, now. I was in the mood for some light reading, but if you or your friend so much as take a step, your precious tome goes up in smoke.
'''Ben:''' Ah, ''The Parables of Saint Daniffen''. I know this title. It's the one we were read as children. I recall Father Choisseau gave you his own copy before you left the Brume for your "higher learning."

'''Theomocent:''' Then you know how much it means to me. I made a promise to him to keep his lessons dear to my heart, and I have kept it with me ever since.

'''Ben:''' All the more reason to burn it. To scatter the ashes, and your dreams along with them.
'''Ben:''' He taught us three the same! Why was I left to rot in this wretched place!? Why not you or Leigh!? What made you two so bloody special!?

'''Leigh:''' >> Put the book down, Ben! Or I'll see you burned as well! <<

'''Ben:''' Of all the people...
You'd best watch yourselves. The world is changing, and we won't listen to your lies anymore! I'll make sure of that!

'''Leigh:''' Sacrilegious bastard. It's been badly charred.
I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you won't get much out of it now.

'''Theomocent:''' Worry not, Leigh. I have already committed the entire text to heart. I am just happy it has been returned to me.

'''Leigh:''' Typical. You shouldn't let him off the hook so easily, you know. Were it not that I pity him, I'd hand him over to the inquisitors without a second thought.

'''Theomocent:''' You came to help me, yes? Were it not for you, I am certain they would have turned their hatred towards me soon after.
'''Theomocent:''' I wish I could pay you for your services, but I am afraid I live on but a meager stipend, hardly enough for candles and ink. But if you would be so kind as to tell me your name?
'''Theomocent:''' {{alternatives|f=Madam|m=Master}} [Surname], I am sincerely grateful to you for your protection. I may not have much in the way of coin, but if you are ever in need of spiritual enlightenment, then you need look no further than the cathedral. Halone's blessings be upon you.

'''???:''' What does one do with a smoldering tome of parables? Will they struggle to abide the lessons of its now–blackened words, or rise from its ashes? This answer, I eagerly await...

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Gaetelle:''' Oh, thank goodness, it's just an adventurer. I beg your pardon, but with all the violence in the streets, I find myself all too wary of those who approach me.

===Speaking with Mathye in the Jeweled Crozier (Cutscene)===
'''Mathye:''' You've returned, and not a moment too soon. The students seem less anxious, and business has nearly returned to normal! I presume you found who has been harassing them?

'''Gaetelle:''' Oh dear, not again. Where are the patrols when they are needed?

'''Mathye:''' They've been spread thin from what I hear. Fortunately, this {{alternatives|f=lady|m=gentleman}} was willing to lend a hand.

'''Gaetelle:''' I thank you for looking out for the well-being of our pupils. I am Sister Gaetelle of Saint Endalim's Scholasticate.
'''Gaetelle:''' And might I ask your...? Oh dear. I know your face! You are {{alternatives|f=Mistress|m=Master}} [Surname], the one who had a hand in revealing the true history of the Holy See!

'''Mathye:''' What? By the─ You mean to tell me I've been tasking ''the'' {{alternatives|f=Mistress|m=Master}} [Surname] as my errand boy!? And you accepted it with such grace!? Halone Herself could not have arranged such a curious encounter!

'''Gaetelle:''' On the contrary, I believe our meeting is the product of intervention most divine. {{alternatives|f=Mistress|m=Master}} [Surname], if you would be so inclined, I would like to take you to meet the headmistress of our humble scholasticate.

====Cutscene Start====
'''Gaetelle:''' By your deeds was light shed on certain inconsistencies in Ishgard's history─and to a lesser extent, the church's teachings. Needless to say, the resulting controversy has strained the relationship between the people and the clergy.
'''Gaetelle:''' The foundation of our great city–state rests upon the wisdom of the ''Enchiridion''. Alas, the lowborn in particular have suffered greatly as a result of erroneous interpretations. Some have even begun to wonder if all our precepts have been thus distorted.
'''Gaetelle:''' We of the scholasticate are wont to reflect upon these revelations deeper than most. Although we live as scholars, we had grown complacent, accepting a single interpretation set forth by the archbishop and his predecessors.
'''Gaetelle:''' Although we are openly reevaluating our teachings, our students continue to be targeted by those who feel they have been deceived. As you yourself have no doubt seen, there are those who would rather purge the city of all clergy, regardless of their guilt.
'''Gaetelle:''' But with you on our side, surely those miscreants would think twice before harming our students. Pray come and visit our halls. I am certain the students would be put at ease to see you again as well.
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

A Dream Worth Chasing

2026-05-12T23:54:07Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Dialogue fixes.

{{Quest infobox
| title = A Dream Worth Chasing
| image = dreamworth.png
| quest-giver = Jammingway
| related-npcs = Acala; Dreamingway; Inventingway; N-7000; Ogul; Talkingway; Trna; ヒッポカート_01; ヒッポカート_02
| location = Thavnair
| location-x = 20
| location-y = 28
| type = side
| quest-line = Intersocietal Quests
| journal-section = Allied Society Quests
| journal-category = Intersocietal Quests
| journal-genre = Endwalker Allied Society Quests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 90
| requirements =
| exp =
| gil = 3266
| reward1 = 1 Hyper Hustle Trophy
| reward2 = 1 Ballroom Etiquette - The Lop Hop
| unlocks = ach Space Race
| prev-quest = Dinner and a Show
| next-quest =
| release = endwalker
| patch = 6.55
| id-gt = 70324
| id-edb = c5ae296ad54
}}

==Steps==
* Speak with [[N-7000]] at [[the Last Dregs]].
* Speak with [[Inventingway]].
* Speak with N-7000.
* Wait at the starting line.
* Speak with [[Jammingway]].

==Journal==
* Jammingway appears moderately concerned about the unidentified calamity that may or may not be befalling the Last Dregs at this very moment.

*Jammingway requests that you visit the Last Dregs, on the off chance that whatever caused N-7000 to terminate its transmission poses a serious threat to the café. As alternative duties likely involve cleaning up after terrified hippos being transported beyond the boundaries of their known world, you readily agree.

*Upon inquiring with N-7000, you learn that the previous commotion was the patrons' sudden and fervent desire to join the upcoming race─it seems that they have all gone off to prepare their own vehicles while Last Dregs employees and the Dreaming Ways set up for the contest. N-7000 indicates that Inventingway wishes to consult you about a related matter, and thus do you set off for Base Omicron to seek him out.

*You speak with Inventingway, who cheerfully convinces you to participate in the race yourself. He has already prepared a modified moon-hopper for the occasion, so you need only make for A-4 Research and inform N-7000 of your intentions.

*After registering you for the race, N-7000 provides an overview of the course, which will take contestants across multiple regions of Ultima Thule. Jammingway volunteers to bring your moon-hopper along to the starting line─the starship ''Ragnarok''─and instructs you to wait for them there.

*With every team's preparations complete, the Hyper Hustle begins. Though several racers are knocked off of the course, you deftly avoid its perils and glide to the front of the pack. For a time, Trna and Ra-la remain a threat to your victory, but with a little help from Inventingway's enhancements to your hopper, you speed past both to edge across the finish line.

*Back at the Last Dregs, Jammingway congratulates you on your victory by way of an enormous trophy. The other participants will also not be going home empty-handed, as the Dreaming Ways have provided new radios for diners in both the nekropolis and Svarna. Though the Hyper Hustle will soon be but a fond memory, you know in your heart that reasons to rejoice in this wide, wide universe are never-ending.
==Related NPCs==
{{Related NPCs}}
==Dialogue==
{{section-stub|quest|reason=Dialogue, related-npcs and cutscene-npcs need review}}

{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
-optional start
Dreamingway: We decided to come and settle in while you and Jammingway handled the hippos—and I'm so glad we did! The carrot juice is simply divine.
Dreamingway: Talkingway and Inventingway are off taking in the sights, but they'll be back in time for the race.

Trna: I'm comin', I'm comin'! Hold your hippos.

Acala: Race will be good. Ac—''I'' can feel it.

Ogul: No harm will come to our comrades on my watch! And I shall be watching quite avidly, I expect...
-optional end

Jammingway: Initiating a new call doesn't work either...
Jammingway: I doubt that it's anything serious, but perhaps you should check on N-7000 just in case. You typically carry at least one object suitable for a light bludgeoning, do you not?
Jammingway: I'll work out the finer details with Trna and see the Hippo Riders safely to Ultima Thule. I trust that the café will be intact when we arrive!
Jammingway: Time to find out how many hippos the Ragnarok's hold can hold!

N-7000: <whirr> Your return is most welcome. However, one managerial life-form remains conspicuously absent.
N-7000: Understood. This unit will initiate idling protocols until Jammingway arrives. Carrot-based refreshments have already been distributed to the newcome life-forms.

Dreamingway: And such refreshing refreshments they were!

N-7000: Furthermore, as your sensory organs will have detected, the usual customers have vacated the premises.
N-7000: This unit will now convey additional context. <whirr> Once upon a timecode...

Jammingway: ...So, to sum up, we no longer need worry for lack of patrons. In fact, the Last Dregs being empty is quite inconceivable!

Trna: [Forename]! Oh, thank the Sisters. Wasn't sure we'd make it, 'specially after that experimental aetheryte...

Jammingway: Oi! Where are our customers!? You had ''one job'', you buttons-for-brains...

N-7000: <whirr> Elevated body temperature detected in nagging life-form. This unit recommends swift consumption of chilled liquids.
N-7000: As for the customers, they have temporarily ceased their consumption of fine café fare to prepare for the upcoming race.
N-7000: The Karellians procured a transport vessel with the assistance of Stigma-4. Presently, the Global Citizens and Freedom Fighters are conducting a joint test-drive.
N-7000: Meanwhile, the Grebuloffs expressed a long-standing desire to float about within the Miw Miisv, which were eagerly volunteered by their Ea caretakers to serve as steeds. This unit's ethical algorithms are still processing.
N-7000: The dragons, too, intend to participate. Soaring through Elysion's mountains has revived their passion for flight, and they have expressed a desire to see more of Ultima Thule from above.

Jammingway: Unexpected, but I'll take it! So long as our patrons reach happiness, the means by which they travel matters not.

N-7000: This unit agrees, and hopes that all patrons will be replete with joy upon their inevitable defeat by the superior Omicron vehicle. Artillery may be involved.

Trna: Artillery...?

Acala: Artillery is no match for Acala! I dodge!

Ogul: This is shaping up to be a gauntlet fiercer than Bardam's Mettle...

N-7000: <whirr> This unit also invited the Nibirun to share the singular experience of losing to the Omicrons, but their registration remains pending. Nevertheless, they have conceded to observe the other civilizations' preparations.

Jammingway: We'll have to hope that the overall excitement sweeps them up eventually. For now, we have our own preparations to attend to.

N-7000: <whirr> On that note—this unit recalls that the “Inventing” life-form wished to speak with [Forename] regarding said preparations.
N-7000: Reports of critical levels of static electricity indicate the likely presence of this ally at Base Omicron.
N-7000: Now, this unit must return to supervising Stigma-4's production of racetrack features. Engaging enthusiasm protocols...

-optional start
Jammingway: If Inventingway is having difficulties with the radio relay, don't hesitate to direct him to me. I have a knack for whacking unruly machines into shape, if I do say so myself...
Jammingway: But first, I should prepare a drink or two to help our Hannish guests feel at home. Perhaps some carrot chai?

Trna: Odd spot for a restaurant. I don't reckon delivery to Thavnair'd be sustainable in the long run, but we should bring some grub back for Maru, at least.

Acala: Later, we race. For now, we lunch!

Ogul: Grandmother always said that naught reveals more about a people than their food, and these dishes certainly look...educational. Which would Racashir like most, I wonder?

Dreamingway: This will be our best broadcast yet, I can feel it!
-optional end

Inventingway: Aha! Just the person of Etheirys I was hoping to see.
Inventingway: As our Omicron friend doubtless relayed to you, this race is no longer a mere spectator sport. The people of Ultima Thule will be bringing the best their civilizations have to offer—and they mean to win.
Inventingway: Should the Arkasodara, then, be left to defend Etheirys's honor all on their own? Nay, says I! Mother put her faith in the ''myriad'' peoples of the star for a reason.
Inventingway: Fortunately, we brought a number of moon-hoppers to help prepare for the hustle. With a little help from good old Inventingway, there's no reason that one can't haul you to victory!

Question: What will you say?

> I ''had'' been hoping to join the contest!
Inventingway: Then the moment of my—er, our—triumph will soon be upon us!

> N-7000 mentioned artillery. That might be a reason.
Inventingway: Artillery, schmartillery. You can't pulverize what you can't catch!

---

Inventingway: I have already taken the liberty of altering this moon-hopper. Dazzle your competition with the hyper hop-step, or press the big “boost” button to outstrip them with ease—actually, why not do both?
Inventingway: Do mind your power reserves, though—even with my prodigious skill, there are only so many batteries I can shove into this chassis.
Inventingway: Now, hop along and tell N-7000 to add one more entrant to the roster! I'll catch up once I've discovered where this final screw belongs...

-optional start
Inventingway: ...Safety features? What could we possibly need those for?

Jammingway: Was Inventingway annoying the Omicrons? Perhaps we can learn from his methods.

Trna: This is gonna be one queer hustle...

Acala: First, I have eaten. Now, victory awaits!

Ogul: Jammingway asked for my help at the starting line! Me being an expert, and all.
-optional end

N-7000: <whirr> Race preparations continue in accordance with projections. Did the “Inventing” life-form raise any matters of note?

Jammingway: You'll be joining the fray!? How thrilling!

N-7000: <whirr> Entrant registered. This unit will now provide supplementary information regarding the course.
N-7000: Please direct your orbs toward this geographical data display.
N-7000: The race will begin at the starship ''Ragnarok'' in Ostrakon Deka-okto.
N-7000: Once Jammingway and Ogul signal the commencement of hostilities, competitors may proceed across Reah Tahra toward Ostrakon Tria. Passage through the checkpoint rings is mandatory.

Ogul: Those rings look rather lofty. How are the hippo carts to get through?

Jammingway: In Ultima Thule, emotions become reality. You only need ''believe'' to make your hippos fly!

Trna: Did you just call me an “Ultimate Fool”? Because I'd have to be, to believe somethin' like that.

N-7000: <whirr>-hem. Once in Ostrakon Tria, racers will enter the artillery zone, which extends from the periphery of the ostrakon to the abode of the Ea. This exciting enhancement is sponsored by the Alphatron civilization.

Trna: Wait, you were serious about the artillery? What if my Saurya gets hit!?

N-7000: Out of concern for the curiously smooth four-legged life-forms, Stigma-4 is presently manufacturing nonlethal cannons. Encountering these painless projectiles will result in no more than explosive removal from the course.
N-7000: Those who remain unblasted should continue to Ostrakon Deka-hexi, and proceed through Base Omicron.
N-7000: Then it is merely a matter of reaching the finish line, located at the Last Dregs.

Acala: I win! Then, I feast on tiny desserts!

N-7000: <whirr> Note that, in accordance with Omicron contest protocols, there are no restrictions on contrivances mechanical, magical, or maniacal during the race. This concludes the briefing.

Trna: Well, at least I packed my rainbow gulal. Saurya should be happy to run for it, no matter where she is.

Acala: You brought gulal? Why you do not share? Sharing is caring!

Trna: We've been through this, Acala. Your hippo's never shown it a lick of interest—you just like throwin' things.

Jammingway: Go ahead and make your preparations. I need to make sure that N-7000 isn't understating the firepower of those cannons...
Jammingway: Once that's taken care of, I'll retrieve your moon-hopper and meet you at the ''Ragnarok''!

-optional start
Jammingway: Grab your most durable headgear and wait for me by the ''Ragnarok''!

Trna: Once you work out what your hippo likes, you can throw some of ''that'' instead.

Acala: But Ac—''I'' like rainbow colors!

Ogul: See you at the starting line!
-optional end

System: Upon commencing the race, several cutscenes will play in sequence. It is recommended that you set aside sufficient time to view these scenes in their entirety.

Question: Let the games begin?

Talkingway: Test... Test... People of Etheirys, are you there?
Talkingway: We are your hosts, Talkingway and Dreamingway, coming to you live from the very edge of the universe.

Dreamingway: And here among the stars, the Hyper Hustle is about to begin!

Talkingway: This contest for the ages will see competitors race across a land as barren as it is beautiful, vying to be the first across the finish line.

Dreamingway: You won't want to miss a moment of this, folks! Now, let's introduce our racers.
Dreamingway: Hauled by the speedy Saurya is a courier as fast as she is reliable! All the way from Thavnair, it's Trna the Hippo Rider!
Dreamingway: Next, a Gajasura as fearsome on the track as he is fearless on the battlefield. Honed in the fires of the Hannish Hippo Hustle—I, Acala!
Dreamingway: Let's hope that Peacekeeper's less peaceful functions are disabled. Hailing from Karellen, a team of once-bitter enemies turned fast friends—the Citizens of Freedom!
Dreamingway: Our next entrant may look more frolicsome than furious, but pass them at your peril. Supported by the ever-so-darling Miw Miisv, it's...the electrifying Grebuloff X!
Dreamingway: This mean, clean, speeding machine is ready to put the “alpha” back in “Alphatron civilization.” Say hello to the lethal Lambda unit V1C70RY!
Dreamingway: But lo—what wisdom rides the winds of Elysion and fair peaks once forgot? The Dragon Star has joined the fray!
Dreamingway: Last but not least, a sword in the darkness... A beacon of hope... The champion of Eorzea! Friends across the universe, we present the one and only Hurrier of Light!
Dreamingway: What's this? A Nibirun challenger? Um... (Are they supposed to be there? I thought the Hurrier was our last participant...)

Jammingway: You made it!
Jammingway: Did you prepare a vehicle? We can lend you a moon-hopper, if you'd like...

Nihilistic Nibirun: That will not be necessary.

Trna: What in the name of the mug-swappin' Mrga? Saurya's a good girl, but she ain't no ''divinity''. How's a normal hippo meant to compete with that!?

Jammingway: Like I said, you and your hippo need only let your competitive spirits burn bright. Where there's a will, there's a way! Quite literally.

Trna: ...I suppose I'll toss some gulal and hope for the best.

Ogul: Racers! Are you ready?

Talkingway: Our racers have assembled at the starting line. Who will surpass the rest to emerge triumphant?

Jammingway@Jammingway and Ogul: On your mark... Get set...
Jammingway@Jammingway and Ogul: GO!

Talkingway: And they're off, with the Nibirun god Ra-la taking the lead!

Dreamingway: Sweet Mother! A juicy jolt from the Miw Miisv has sent the Lambda unit tumbling! Does this spell defeat for V1C70RY!?

Talkingway: The other competitors race on. They are now entering the next area—and the field of automated artillery!
Talkingway: The Citizens of Freedom are going in! We have received a transmission from the Peacekeeper: “This is naught compared to the carnage on Karellen! YAAAH!” ...You heard it here, folks.

Dreamingway: And the Peacekeeper is downed by double cannon blast! How fortunate that the Karellians wear helmets.

Talkingway: I, Acala's cart is enveloped in a cloud of gulal!

Dreamingway: A ploy to distract competing hippos, perhaps? Or did he fall prey to rainbow temptation?

Talkingway: Whatever the cause, it has only made Trna the Hippo Rider's cart fly all the faster!
Talkingway: She has overtaken the Hurrier of Light for second place!

System: To claim victory, you must overtake both Trna's hippo cart and the Nibirun's Ra-la.

Inventingway: I have already taken the liberty of altering this moon-hopper. Dazzle your competition with the hyper hop-step, or press the big “boost” button to outstrip them with ease—actually, why not do both?
Inventingway: Do mind your power reserves, though—even with my prodigious skill, there are only so many batteries I can shove into this chassis.

Question: What will you do?

> Mash the boost button until you surpass both racers.
x@Shrill Echo: "Weren't you listening to my brilliant explanation, [Forename]!? There's no way the batteries can sustain that much boosting!“
System: As you consider this option, you reflect upon your prior experiences with the Nibirun. They may not be the distractable sort...

> Use boost to overtake the hippo cart, then distract Ra-la with the hyper hop-step.
> Grab Saurya's attention with the hyper hop-step, then boost yourself past Ra-la.

Dreamingway: The hippo has halted! Overwhelmed by the euphony of my song, no doubt!

Talkingway: And the Hurrier of Light has taken second place, to cries of “This ain't over, [Forename]!” from Trna the Hippo Rider!

---

Talkingway: This is it, folks—the final stretch! The Hurrier of Light has pushed the moon-hopper to hair-raising speeds, but Ra-la is still one leap ahead! Who will emerge victorious!?
Talkingway: We have word from N-7000 at the finish line. The winner of the Hyper Hustle is...
Talkingway: The Hurrier of Light, by a nose!

Nihilistic Nibirun: We do not understand.
Nihilistic Nibirun: Our chosen form was suitable, our performance, flawless. Yet victory was not ours to claim.
Nihilistic Nibirun: It has been long since we have experienced this quickening of the pulse. This...vexation.

Trna: That's racin' for ya. Just when you think you've got it, some grinnin' idiot comes shootin' past to take the gold. Then sometimes, you get to be that grinnin' idiot!
Trna: And that's the thrill of it! You never know if it'll go your way. You just race with all you've got.

Dreamingway: That you're upset to have lost can only mean one thing—you want to win next time!
Dreamingway: ''That's'' a dream worth chasing! Trust me, I'm an expert.

Nihilistic Nibirun: We do feel...a yearning. A yearning to race once more. A desire to triumph...

Question: What will you say?

> Happy to leave you in the dust any time!
> Looks like my hopper's going to need more batteries...
---

Nihilistic Nibirun: This is well. We will engage with the other patrons of this establishment to develop a superior stratagem.

N-7000: <whirr> Dynamis readings indicate a positive effect on the local environment. In accordance with Jammingway's aspirations, the Last Dregs has become an ever greater source of hope.
N-7000: Despite the significant expense, extensive property damage, and crushing defeat incurred, this unit rates the Hyper Hustle as “worth it.”

-optional start
N-7000: <whirr> Congratulations, allied unit [Forename]. This unit has already requested the manufacture of an Omega unit to be cultivated into a worthy competitor via racing trials. Please anticipate your defeat.

Trna: I never thought you could be so tricky! Still, I'm glad we got to ride together—let's do it again sometime.

Acala: Betrayed! Betrayed by rainbow gulal! Next time, I follow Trna's advice. I learn my hippo's favorite things.

Dreamingway: Do you think we could fit a racetrack in Hoper's Hold?

Talkingway: Congratulations on your victory, [Forename]. Though in truth, I'm just relieved that everyone survived...

Inventingway: What did I tell you? The very universe is in the palm of my paw!

Ogul: You are as formidable on the track as on the battlefield! I shall do my best to learn from your example.
-optional end

Jammingway: To think you did all of that on a Loporrit-built craft! I'm delighted that we could play some small part in your triumph.
Jammingway: And I'm even more delighted that the Nibirun have finally found something to work toward.
Jammingway: Still, I'll be glad to resume our usual service. Maybe make myself a nice carrot coffee while I'm behind the counter...

Trna: You were right, I admit it—I had a great time racin'. Even if I didn't understand half of what was goin' on...
Trna: But as fun as it was, I need to be gettin' on home to Thavnair. Don't wanna leave the Hippo Riders alone for too long, lest some hamsaheads start gettin' restless...

Dreamingway: We've finished packing up the broadcasting equipment, so we'll be heading back to the Dreaming Workshop ourselves.

Jammingway: So soon? It'll feel so empty out here in the cosmic void without you...

N-7000: <whirr> Affirmative. But did we not have one more objective to complete before the other organic life-forms depart?

Jammingway: Objective...?
Jammingway: Oh! I nearly forgot!
Jammingway: Talkingway! Inventingway! Help me lift this. One, two...hup!
Jammingway: It's for you, [Forename]! A trophy befitting the victor of the Hyper Hustle.
Jammingway: As you can see, it was designed in the image of the Last Dregs, the Hippo Riders, and also the Dreaming Ways!

Dreamingway: That reminds me—we brought a few commemorative gifts as well.
Dreamingway: Talkingway! Inventingway! Help me lift these. One, two...hrrrgh!
Dreamingway: One for the Last Dregs, and one for Svarna! You have an eatery there too, I hear?
Dreamingway: Then I hope you'll let us keep you company at mealtimes. Whether it's weather advisories, hopping music, or simply a friendly voice you need, Hope FM is here for you!

Trna: So this is a radio contraption too? Has bigger ears than the other one I saw...but I'll be sure to listen with the crew.

Jammingway: I was just thinking we should get one of these! Our patrons are going to love it.

N-7000: <whirr> Projections anticipate increased customer satisfaction in the “ambience” category.

Jammingway: Thank you, [Forename]. We wouldn't be here if you hadn't brought us together.
Jammingway: I think I speak for everyone when I say that this day will shine like a newborn star in our memories. I hope you feel the same.
Jammingway: Just don't let it eclipse the possibility of more unforgettable days to come. After all...
Jammingway: Look across the sea, up at the moon, past the distant stars...and you'll find us waiting for you!

System: You have achieved '''Allied''' reputation with the Hippo Riders, the Dreaming Ways, and the staff and patrons of the Last Dregs.
System: Through your efforts, your allies from Etheirys to the stars beyond have forged bonds of friendship that promise to remain strong through the years. You are truly a hero to societies throughout the universe!
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Dinner and a Show

2026-05-12T23:23:52Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Moved dialogue under response choices.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Dinner and a Show
| description = A manager's work is never done for so [[Jammingway]]'s muttering would indicate.
| image = Dinner_and_a_Show.png
| quest-giver = Jammingway
| related-npcs = Acala; Dreamingway; N-7000; Ogul; Talkingway; Trna
| location = Ultima Thule
| location-x = 27.5
| location-y = 24.5
| type = side
| quest-line = Intersocietal Quests
| journal-section = Allied Society Quests
| journal-category = Intersocietal Quests
| journal-genre = Endwalker Allied Society Quests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 90
| requirements =
| exp =
| gil = 1372
| unlocks =
| prev-quest =
| next-quest = A Dream Worth Chasing
| release = endwalker
| patch = 6.55
| id-gt = 70323
| id-edb = 6ed9db24b4a
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Jammingway]] in [[Hoper's Hold]].
*Speak with [[Dreamingway]].
*Speak with [[Trna]] in [[Svarna]].
*Speak with Jammingway.
*Speak with Trna.
*Speak with Jammingway.

==Journal==
*A manager's work is never done─or so Jammingway's muttering would indicate.

*Though the patrons of the Last Dregs are highly satisfied with its menu and service, Jammingway continues─in spite of N-7000's better judgment─to search for means to make the café a source of even greater joy in the universe. They are fresh out of inspiration at the moment, however, leading you to suggest that they consult with their most creative of kin: the Loporrits in Hoper's Hold.

*You accompany Jammingway to Bestways Burrow, where they thoroughly search each station in Hoper's Hold for inspiration. Alas, though they find many activities to tempt a Loporrit such as themself, they see naught that would uniformly suit the diverse café-goers of Ultima Thule. Not wont to give up so easily, they resolve to consult Dreamingway, who may yet have big ideas up his tiny sleeve.

*Dreamingway, for his part, suggests calling upon Talkingway's knowledge of events on Etheirys, accumulated via letters from the radio station's listeners. Doing so yields a promising lead─the Hippo Riders' Hannish Hippo Hustle has become the talk of Thavnair and beyond. Convinced that such an event is guaranteed to excite even the most nihilistic of Last Dregs patrons, Jammingway insists that you speak to Trna about taking her hippos on the intergalactic road immediately.

*Upon arriving in Svarna, you and Jammingway speak with Trna. She, however, turns down your request to host a hippo hustle in Ultima Thule, citing her own overwhelming workload as head of an in-demand delivery business.

*Disappointed but not defeated by Trna's response, Jammingway asks that you meet a discreet distance away to decide if anything might be done to convince her. You are joined shortly by none other than Acala, who is ill content to let Trna decline an opportunity to pursue her passion for racing. He encourages you to remind her that she has a whole team of enthusiastic Hippo Riders eager to share her burdens, as she has always shared theirs.

*Inspired by Acala's sincerity, you appeal to Trna's innate zest for adventure and trust in her team. Though she is stubborn to the last, you ultimately convince her to follow the siren song of the racetrack to parts unknown.

*Jammingway is thrilled to report your success in securing rousing entertainment to N-7000, but the Omicron cuts their conversation short─apparently due to an emergency at the Last Dregs. Given the café's unique operational parameters, one hesitates to even guess at what has gone wrong this time...
==Dialogue==
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{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Jammingway: Here for a status report, [Forename]? I quite understand—I get terribly anxious whenever I have to step away from the café. Why, just the other day I returned to find that a Grebuloff had snuck behind the counter to bathe in the soup...
Jammingway: Such incidents aside, the Last Dregs couldn't be more successful. We're bustling with business, and Elysion is thriving!
Jammingway: Yet, as the manager of this operation, I would be remiss not to ponder new ways to juice a little more happiness out of this carrot.

N-7000: <whirr> This unit hastens to indicate that the current levels of juice and happiness are within optimal parameters. Any attempt to push either beyond capacity may prove disruptive to the present equilibrium.

Jammingway: Of course it would be disruptive, you glorified can opener!
Jammingway: A threat to the status quo it may be, but innovation is the lifeblood of business. And think of our patrons' delight should we treat them to, say, thrilling entertainment over a cup of carrot coffee!
Jammingway: Whatever we do needs to be truly spectacular, though—so good that even the Nibirun won't simply stare morosely. If only I had any ideas whatsoever...

Question: What will you say?

> The Dreaming Ways are full of ideas. Can't vouch for quality, though.
> Perhaps you should pay a visit to Hoper's Hold. It's quite a sight.
---

Jammingway: Really, now? I had heard that they were cooking up something in the hold, but I had no idea the project was such a success!
Jammingway: I must see it for myself. Interested in a trip to Bestways Burrow, [Forename]? I'd appreciate your opinion on any possibilities I turn up.
Jammingway: I trust you can mind the café, N-7000. Contact me via the Ragnarok's systems should there be any more soup scandals!
Jammingway: So this is the new Hoper's Hold, eh? I must say, it's a significant improvement over the old crates and buckets.
Jammingway: As for these “stations” that everyone's hopping to join...
Jammingway: That one over there is a true work of art! I particularly appreciate their taste in subject matter.
Jammingway: However, one can hardly expect half a dozen civilizations to share the same aesthetic sensibilities. I shudder to imagine the pontification and gunfire that would ensue if we asked our patrons to paint a mural...
Jammingway: Those machines remind me of N-7000—right down to the ears! They would fit in quite well with our current staff.
Jammingway: Then again, that would hardly be an innovative addition, would it? We already have more condescending numerical projections than we could possibly need.
Jammingway: I suppose music is another matter of taste, though those Loporrits certainly seem to be having fun.
Jammingway: Do you think a mournful dragon would enjoy being blasted with laser lights while it sings its ancient melodies? No? Pity.
Jammingway: A shop! Perhaps our patrons would enjoy a selection of knickknacks sold alongside our regular menu items...
Jammingway: ...Though mining those Omicron coins requires a truly exorbitant amount of processing power. And what if increased circulation led to a drop in omnitoken value? Mother forfend!
Jammingway: This station looks familiar. I wonder if Cookingway has any new recipes to share.
Jammingway: But there ''is'' quite a bit of carrot on the menu already. N-7000 would doubtless whirr and whinge about the lack of variety...
Jammingway: Gasp! Is that a broadcasting station!? Oh, I do so love a good transmitter...
Jammingway: I wonder what sort of messages they're sending?

Question: What will you say?

> They're speaking to the people of Etheirys, to let them know they're not alone.
> "You're listening to Hope FM! Stay tuned for more Talking&Ways, all day and all night (moon time).“
---

Jammingway: Color me intrigued! Ensuring widespread access to receivers seems like hard work, but well worth the effort indeed.
Jammingway: We could adjust the tuning of the Ragnarok's communications facilities to receive this transmission in the Last Dregs...
Jammingway: But it still may not provide the level of crowd-pleasing excitement we're aiming for. Hmm...
Jammingway: While each and every one of these stations is wonderful in its own right, I fear none are quite suitable for our goals. Perhaps Dreamingway can dream up something special for us?
Jammingway: It's so good to see Dreamingway again! ...Do you think he can get me one of those shirts?

Dreamingway: Oho, [Forename] and...is that Jammingway!? It's been so long, I had started to think they were avoiding me...
Dreamingway: You opened a café out in Ultima Thule? That's one Mother of a dream!

Jammingway: And business is booming!

Dreamingway: Well, I am honored to be consulted about your upcoming event! Now we only need to work out what it is...
Dreamingway: Have you spoken with Talkingway yet?
Dreamingway: They receive letters from listeners across the star. Surely one or two have mentioned exciting happenings on Etheirys! Wait here.
Dreamingway: I present...Talkingway!

Talkingway: It's a pleasure to see you again. I would be happy to assist in your endeavors however I can.

Jammingway: Forgive me...but have we met before?

Talkingway: Ah, yes. You would remember me as “Counselingway”—but I have recently taken the name “Talkingway” in honor of my new dream.

Jammingway: How wonderful! I look forward to working with you, Talkingway.

Talkingway: Dreamingway mentioned that you are in search of rousing entertainment for your patrons, and one possibility hops to mind.
Talkingway: If our listener mail is any indication, Thavnair's hippo cart races have been drawing quite the crowd of late. Folk come from far and wide to “see those hippos hurtle,” 'tis said.

Jammingway: Hurtling hippos! Why, that does sound exciting! We could set up a racecourse in the nekropolis to give Last Dregs patrons a prime view of the action.
Jammingway: A stirring contest of speed and skill the likes of which Ultima Thule has never before seen... Surely that will pique even the Nibirun's interest.
Jammingway: Any ideas on how we might approach these hippo racers, [Forename]?
Jammingway: Their leader is a friend of yours? You really do know everyone. I hope we can count on you for an introduction!

Dreamingway: A hippo hustle in Ultima Thule sounds like the sort of entertainment that should be available to all. Could our radio station provide a live broadcast of the event?

Jammingway: But of course! With the Ragnarok as a relay, there's no signal we cannot boost.

Talkingway: I should like nothing more than to share the joy of such an experience with our listeners across Etheirys. And I certainly would be curious to attend myself.

Dreamingway: Then it's settled! We'll make a start on the preparations. I trust you can convince the hippos to traverse the sea of stars?

Jammingway: To Thavnair! You said we're looking for a woman named “Trna,” correct?
Jammingway: Ooh, I can hardly wait! In fact, I can't. See you there!

Dreamingway: Leave the broadcasting setup to us! We're becoming quite proficient in connecting the thingies to the whatsits, you know.

Talkingway: We'll need a few moon-hoppers to carry the equipment... Hmm, and perhaps Inventingway can assist with the technical details...

Jammingway: This is my first time meeting an Arkasodara in person! ...Do my ears look all right?

Trna: This little one with you? They've been there pattin' their ears for a while now—an' starin'. Got a lot of starin' goin' on.
Trna: Radio? Yeah, I've heard of it. One of my crew lugged a radio contraption all the way here from Old Sharlayan.
Trna: That could be who sent you the letter about the Hannish Hippo Hustle, come to think of it.

Jammingway: Your races are the talk of the star! We'd love to bring that sort of excitement out to Ultima Thule. Though it is a wee bit of a trek from here...

Trna: Ultima Who? Now them I ain't never heard of. They live across the sea somewhere, I take it?
Trna: As buoyant as our hippos are, we can't send 'em out into the wide world on their own. You'd need Acala and me to race 'em safely, and I have too much work here at home to abandon my post. I can't thank you enough for takin' an interest in our operation, though.

Jammingway: Oh...
Jammingway: It's truly a shame, but I would hate to make the Hippo Riders disappoint their own customers in the name of entertaining ours. What to do...

Trna: I'm sorry to turn you down—especially after you came all this way.

Jammingway: Dreamingway and Talkingway were excited for this plan too... We mustn't give up just yet.
Jammingway: I'm calling a strategy meeting! To be held... Well, that post over there looks like as good a place as any.
Jammingway: I understand Trna's passion for her work—I feel the same about my own.
Jammingway: Perhaps someone else might race on her behalf...

Acala@???: No. Trna race.
Acala: Ahem. I heard your conversation. Acala—''I'' want to race Trna. And I know Trna wants to race!

Jammingway: Acala...you're the one Trna mentioned, aren't you?

Acala: Never, Trna's work ends. When she finishes with hippos, she teaches us the common tongue so we fit in. She teaches us Hannish manners and fairness in trade.
Acala: Aca—''I'' find your language difficult, but my speaking improves. Trna says so. But Trna has no time to ride hippos now.
Acala: She cares about hippos and the Hippo Riders. Her kin. Always, she helps us.
Acala: But she forgets we can help her. Always, we want to help her.

Jammingway: I see. Trna is a great leader, but she takes every responsibility upon herself. No wonder she has no time left over to race hippos...

Acala: Always, Trna listens to you. You must talk sense at her.

Jammingway: Yes, I quite agree. If, in her heart of hearts, Trna wants to race, that's all the more reason for us to host a hippo hustle!
Jammingway: Do you think you can convince her to come around?
Jammingway: Just wear her down until she agrees. It'll be fun!

Acala: Good luck with talking sense.

Ogul: [Forename], what a surprise! Are you here to speak with Trna as well?

Trna: You hold it right there. I know that look—but you'll find I ain't so easily persuaded.

System: The following event cannot be skipped. You may wish to cancel any pending Duty Finder registrations.

Question: Talk sense at Trna?

Trna: You know how important our delivery business is—you helped us get our start! So why try to talk me out of it?

Question: What will you say?

> Reasons!
Trna: Is that all you could come up with, or do you just think I'm one wheel short of a cart? ''(question repeats)''
> You can make deliveries later. Opportunity is knocking now!
Trna: "Later“? Speedy deliveries are our business! We can't be speedy if we're deliverin' ''later''. ''(question repeats)''
> I know you live for excitement—don't you want to explore the unknown?
Trna: Of course I would. There's only so many times you can race the same course without it startin' to feel like a chore. But too many folks are relyin' on our services for me to go gallivantin'.
---

Question: What will you say?

> They'll survive for a few days without shawarma delivery.
Trna: The shawarma ain't the issue here! The Hippo Riders are nothin' if not reliable—and if we're not reliable, we're nothin'.

> Acala's worried about you, you know.
Trna: I told him there ain't nothin' to worry about. I miss racin', to be sure, but the Hippo Riders come first. Business couldn't be better—and I'd like to keep it that way.

> Doesn't your hippo deserve a change of scenery?
Trna: Saurya's a happy hippo so long as she's runnin'. Don't think she much notices the scenery—I'd have a lot less steerin' to do if she did.

---

Question: What will you say?

> Have I ever led you astray before?
Trna: No, which makes it even more perplexin' that you're insistin' we let all of our hard work go to waste.

> Surely it won't fall apart in just one day.
Trna: You ain't got the slightest idea how much work we do in a day. I've half a mind to put you on stable duty so you can see how fast it piles up... ''(question repeats)''

> I recall a heartwarming lesson learned during the inaugural Hannish Hippo Hustle...
Trna: That was a race for the ages, to be sure. An' it was all thanks to our team here.
Trna: Like I always say, you can only do so much by yourself...
Trna: ...I do say that, don't I? Yet here I am, actin' like Acala back when he first got here.
Trna: Guess I was right that him and I ain't so different—in more ways than I knew.
Trna: All right, fine! The Hippo Riders'll pull together to keep things movin' in Thavnair, and you'll have your race.
---

-optional start
Trna: You win, you win. Just give me a moment to speak with Maru and Ghasa.

Acala: You talk good sense.

Ogul: So this race of yours will be taking place in a faraway land? I had best join you—for everyone's safety, of course.
-optional end

Jammingway: I knew you would come through for us. Why, you had her convincing herself by the end!
Jammingway: N-7000, is that you?

N-7000: Affirmative. Several shrill life-forms have come bearing word of a “hippo hustle” to take place in the nekropolis. As serving units have automatically initialized advertising protocols, this unit requests swift confirmation that these reports are accurate.

Jammingway: They are accurate! And tell those units that I like their initiative.
Jammingway: As for my fellow Loporrit life-forms, I recommend a tall glass of carrot juice for each. They're sure to place additional orders...

N-7000: Acknowl...ed...

Jammingway: Interference? Testing, testing, please respond.

N-7000: Prioritizing request for managerial assistance on the customer service front. Ending transmission.

Jammingway: Don't you terminate this transmission on me! ...''Rude''!
Jammingway: What was that all about, I wonder?
</nowiki>}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

Five Easy Pieces

2026-05-10T22:23:54Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Added gender tags to alternatives macros.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Five Easy Pieces
| description = Professor [[Erik]] looks overjoyed.
| image = Monk quest image.png
| quest-giver = Erik
| related-npcs = Widargelt
| location = Ul'dah - Steps of Thal
| location-x = 10
| location-y = 13
| type = job
| quest-line =
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Disciple of War Job Quests
| journal-genre = Monk Quests
| organization =
| class =
| job = Monk
| level = 50
| req-quest =
| req-items =
| requirements =
| exp = 46800
| gil = 0
| mettle =
| reward1 = 1 Temple Cyclas
| reward2 = 1 Melee Attire Coffer (IL 90)
| overridereward(1-10) =
| reward-opt(1-8) =
| overridereward-opt(1-8) =
| unlocks = ac Perfect Balance, ach Bulletproof I, ngp Monk - Part 1
| prev-quest = Good Vibrations
| next-quest = The Legend Continues, A Relic Reborn (Sphairai)
| patch = 2.0
| release =
| id-gt = 66602
| id-edb = c297c0c3578
}}

==Walkthrough==
While the chest piece is the last part of your [[Artifact Armor]], the coffer contents are [[Mythology Armor]], [[Item Level]] 90 former {{tomestone|mythology}}[[Allagan Tomestone of Mythology]] gear that is a recolor of your [[Artifact Armor]]. The coffer was added to this quest with the launch of [[Stormblood]].

==Steps==
*Find [[Widargelt]] at [[Silvertear Falls]].
*Speak with Widargelt.

==Journal==
*Professor Erik looks overjoyed.

*Widargelt disappeared immediately after hearing Professor Erik reveal his revolutionary discovery. The professor suspects he may have made for Silvertear Falls in Mor Dhona─the location he believes capable of unlocking the seventh chakra. Find Widargelt and try to speak some sense to him.

*As a result of the epic struggle to deny Widargelt his seventh chakra, it is yours that has fully opened. Speak with the defeated and devastated Widargelt, and see if the veil of vengeance which blinded him has at last been lifted.

*Widargelt gifts you the fifth and final relic, completing your monk's war garb. He has realized the error of his ways, and learned the most important lesson of all from Professor Erik: the true responsibility of the monk is to fight for life, not revenge. Take to heart Erik's words as Widargelt did, and wield your arts so that the realm might one day know peace.
** ※The next monk quest will be available from Erik once you have completed the main scenario quest “[[Before the Dawn]].”

==Dialogue==
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{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Erik: Muahahahaha! My theory was correct! Correct, I tell you!
Erik: This will be the greatest academic breakthrough of my lifetime! Perhaps of ''all'' lifetimes!
Erik: I shall spare you the details of my experiment—as you are not like to comprehend their significance anyway—and proceed directly to the all-important conclusion!
Erik: The announcement of my theory before a council of my peers was met with thunderous applause!
Erik: And to think I owe it all to a vacant-eyed adventurer and a simpleton monk! Both you and the Pugilists' Guild that sent you are due a debt of gratitude.
Erik: Speaking of the monk, where in Eorzea has the semiliterate oaf wandered off to? I took note of his attendance among the spectators at the conference, but he has yet to present himself and offer his congratulations.
Erik: ''...Aaahhh''!
Erik: What have I done!? [Forename], I fear the words I offered may have driven Widargelt to attempt the insane.
Erik: I analyzed the aetherial waves of your bodies, second by second. I was able to isolate and identify those of the final aetherial regulation mechanism—the so-called seventh chakra! From that, I was able to find the land which was most likely to resonate with those waves.
Erik: Silvertear Falls! I went to the site myself to investigate, and it was there that I made my great discovery—the discovery of the century!
Erik: <sigh> It occurs to me that you shall never accomplish such a feat of the mind, [Forename], and I find myself pitying you. But I digress.
Erik: Do you not see what I have done, [Forename]! I told him ''precisely'' where he must go to unlock the seventh chakra!
Erik: He has given his life to the fight to reclaim Ala Mhigo from the Empire. More than anything, he desires the power needed to achieve that end—the power to combat the might of all Garlemald.
Erik: Any fool can see that— Ahem, ''almost'' any fool can see that he imagines the seventh chakra to be that power!
Erik: Yet battling the Empire on such terms will only result in another tragedy like that which befell Ala Mhigo. I pray you do not mean to follow him in this fool's crusade.
Erik: He has gone to Silvertear Falls in Mor Dhona. I am certain of it! You must go, [Forename]! You must stop him!
Erik: My words will not sway him—just as they could not sway my son. Perhaps yours will.

Widargelt: You claim the power of Garlemald? Fools. Power outside your own cannot be trusted. You had no hope of defeating me.
Widargelt: The seventh chakra swells within me. Soon it will open. When it does, the Empire will burn.
Widargelt: The power of magitek... The power of Garlemald...
Widargelt: They are nothing.
Widargelt: Ala Mhigo fell to these!?
Widargelt: Ah, {{alternatives|f=sister|m=brother}}. You are late.
Widargelt: But perhaps that is best. I have just attended our Garlean guests.
Widargelt: I wanted us to be alone.
Widargelt: Erik was right. This is the place. You have come. Our chakra beat as drums...
Widargelt: Do you not feel it, {{alternatives|f=sister|m=brother}}?
Widargelt: Living in constant fear of death. Struggling to stay warm enough to sleep. Eating crumbs to fight hunger.
Widargelt: Garlemald took everything from Ala Mhigo! They left us ''nothing''! Not even our pride. Look to the craven teacher. He is proof of the truth I speak.
Widargelt: I will reclaim it. ''All'' of it. But I need great power to do so. That power rests in the seventh chakra.
Widargelt: I made you a promise. I have not forgotten. The fifth and final piece. It is yours to claim. But only if you defeat me.
Widargelt: I told you when we first met. We monks seek sacred ground. There we train. That is how the chakra are opened.
Widargelt: The teacher told me himself. ''This'' is where the seventh chakra opens. This is my sacred battleground. The ground of battle between you and me. Your strength has peaked. Through it, mine will grow.
Widargelt: Do not despair. Your death will have purpose. It will be for Ala Mhigo.
Widargelt: Rejoice, {{alternatives|f=sister|m=brother}}...
Widargelt: You shall die a martyr!
Widargelt: So close... Why? Why will you not yield your power? For the greater good...
Widargelt: Stay back! This power...is mine!
Widargelt: The others of Eorzea ignore our suffering. Why should I care for their lives? Why should I care for yours?
Widargelt: I ''must'' have that power. I must protect my people.
Widargelt: [Forename]... That power...

Erik: That light! Never have I seen any like it. Is this the opening of the seventh chakra? Fascinating! Simply fascinating!
Erik: You have no mind for study, but your gift for fieldwork is extraordinary indeed.

Widargelt: Wh-Why!?
Widargelt: Why did you strike me?

Erik: Silence, you bloody fool! You oaf! You idiot!
Erik: I would strike you a thousand times more if it did not pain my hand so. Next time, I shall bring a stick!
Erik: Bugger opening your infernal chakra, and open your bloody ''ears'' for once! Cid Garlond of the Ironworks that bear his name once wrote that these Silvertear Falls lie at the center of our world.
Erik: Our world is round, and we live on its surface. Even you should see, then, that he did not speak of a center in the physical sense.
Erik: I am no astrologian, nor a biologist, but I have studied enough of the various sciences to say this:
Erik: The vital energy of Hydaelyn, that which is called aether, is one and the same as the life force in which you monks believe. As the center of our world, these Silvertear Falls are connected to what you call chakra in an inexplicably profound way.
Erik: We all share in the same existence. We are neither separate nor distinct from the world. Our energy and its energy are one.
Erik: At times, that energy may wreak havoc and destruction, but it plays a far grander and more significant role.
Erik: To bring forth life! As part of this world, you must endeavor to do the same.
Erik: You sought only to gain power by force. In that, you are no different than the very Garleans you seek to destroy. Is this what you truly wish to be?

Widargelt: You speak pretty words. But would you speak them to our people? To every soul who has suffered?
Widargelt: To children with empty bellies? To wives made widows?

Erik: I would.
Erik: To every last soul among them.
Erik: Even if they failed to grasp their meaning, as you do now. I would, and ''will'', speak those words until they are understood.
Erik: Long have I studied the history of this realm's wars. If there is aught I have learned, it is that there is no future for Eorzea should her people struggle and vie for power without considering the consequences of their doing so.
Erik: With great power comes great responsibility. To seize the former and deny the latter is to beget despair.
Erik: The duty we owe to one another, and to this world as part of it, is to use what power we possess to deliver a future full of life—not death. Can you truly not see the right in this?
Erik: You have done the realm, indeed the world, a great service, [Forename].
Erik: As a scholar, as a teacher, as an Ala Mhigan, as a man—I offer you my deepest thanks.
Erik: Widargelt is stubborn, as most monks are. I do not know if it will be possible for him to change his mind. But I pray he does. For his own sake, and for the world's.
Erik: He calls you his {{alternatives|f=sister|m=brother}}. Go now. Speak to him as one.

Widargelt: Not long ago, I spoke with a man. An Ala Mhigan. He too was of the Resistance. He asked me a simple question. Why do I fight?
Widargelt: I did not hesitate. I did not think. The word came of its own will—''revenge''.
Widargelt: He said revenge is in all our hearts. That it is the most common of reasons. The easiest. And the most dangerous.
Widargelt: I did not think on it then. Perhaps now I should.
Widargelt: I thought of nothing else. But you thought of me, {{alternatives|f=sister|m=brother}}. You and the teacher. For that I thank you both.
Widargelt: I made a promise. I will keep it. The fifth piece is yours. It is meant for you. For one whose seventh chakra is open.
Widargelt: Ala Mhigo fought to protect itself. To protect all Eorzea from the Empire.
Widargelt: And yet we are despised. Ignored. Worse, we are forgotten.
Widargelt: Even so, the teacher preached peace. For a long time, I did not understand. I hated him for it.
Widargelt: Ala Mhigans are a proud people. This pride is strong in me. And in the teacher. As it was in his son.
Widargelt: He fought in the Resistance. Yet it cost him his life. He, too, cursed his father for being a coward.
Widargelt: I wish I could speak to him. I wish to tell him this is not so.
Widargelt: Farewell, {{alternatives|f=sister|m=brother}}. May Rhalgr watch over you.

System: This concludes the monk quests for FINAL FANTASY XIV: A Realm Reborn. In order to undertake the next series of quests, you must first meet the following requirements:
System: ※You must have completed the main scenario quest “Before the Dawn.”
System: Once you have done so, the next monk quest will be available from Erik.

TALK: コンプリート

QIB: The seventh chakra must be opened. And only your death will serve. Ala Mhigo thanks you, {{alternatives|sister|brother}}.
QIB: The seventh chakra... Yours has begun to open.
QIB: But only one can—and it will be mine. The future of Ala Mhigo depends on it!
QIB: The energy wells within me. Come. Let us end this ''now''!
QIB: Hahaha! Such power! Nothing can stop me!
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=qMg0zOfASsk}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

Chief Concerns

2026-05-05T03:41:59Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Added class- and race-specific alternatives.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Chief Concerns
| description = There once was a dwarf named Ronitt A boy with a bee in his bonnet. He had agreed to a bet He would come to regret, Unless, of course, he actually won it.
| image = chief concerns1.png
| quest-giver = Ronitt
| related-npcs = Automaton; Eueliss; Fetchomatic Mechatoad; Glagg; Karutt; Lorathia; Megasonic Frogboy; Ozogg; Regitt; Sai-Lewq; Xamott
| location = Lakeland
| location-x = 9.3
| location-y = 13.2
| type = feature
| quest-line = Dwarf Main Quests
| journal-section = Allied Society Quests
| journal-category = Dwarf Quests
| journal-genre = Dwarf Main Quests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 70
| quest-sync = true
| requirements = [[Disciples of the Hand]] Honored [[Reputation]] maxed
| req-items = 1 Automaton Worker Materials, 1 HQ Automaton Worker Supplies, 3 Nitrobrew
| exp = ?????
| gil = 1444
| unlocks = r7 Dwarf, ach Beard Science
| prev-quest = Tanking Is Hard
| next-quest = Tanks for the Memory
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.3
| id-gt = 69436
| id-edb = 579270e78d9
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Ronitt]].
*Speak with Ronitt again.
*Speak with Ronitt...with gusto!
*Obtain [[Automaton Worker Materials|materials]] from the Fetchomatic Mechatoad.
*Synthesize a [[Automaton Worker Supplies|crate of automation worker supplies]] {{HQ}}. 0/1
*Deliver the crate of automation worker supplies {{HQ}} to Ronitt. 1/1
*Speak with [[Ozogg]].
*Place the [[Nitrobrew|kegs of nitrobrew]] at the designated locations. 0/3
*Speak with Ozogg.
*Speak with Ronitt.

==Journal==
* There once was a dwarf named Ronitt
:A boy with a bee in his bonnet.
:He had agreed to a bet
:He would come to regret,
:Unless, of course, he actually won it.

* The wager with Chief Xamott has prompted several Tholls to return to Tomra for fear of banishment in the event that Ronitt fails. He must produce five Rolling Tankards by the designated day, which is becoming increasingly unlikely as his workforce diminishes. He decides to take a stroll, ostensibly to clear his head, but through a rather obvious attempt at reverse psychology, he strongly implies that he wants you to follow him.
** ※Please note that the difficulty of this quest has been synced to your current level. Furthermore, you may not proceed with a class or job that is different from when you accepted this quest.

* Ronitt's plan to lure you away from the Anvil has worked, and he can now air his concerns without the other dwarves overhearing. He reveals that he is finding the burden of responsibility too much to bear, and turns to you for advice. Your words of wisdom soon lift his spirits, but it is the surprise arrival of Regitt, Karutt, and Ronitt's dwarven relations protocol automaton, the Megasonic Frogboy, that make the biggest difference. While his friends offer their support, the Frogboy provides Ronitt with a hint as to how they might turn their fortunes around.

* Back at Watts's Anvil, you are met by Ozogg, who had briefly disappeared in order to round up acquaintances of Ronitt's to assist with producing the tanks. Ronitt also has plans of his own, though he will wait until all of the pieces of the puzzle are in place before revealing exactly what those plans might be.

* You are presented with an opportunity to flex your crafting muscles once more. Ronitt asks you to produce yet another crate of essential supplies while he and his comrades take care of the rest.

* The Fetchomatic Mechatoad, infallible as always, produces from its metallic belly the materials required for your work. By your dexterous hands they will be reborn as essential components in...whatever it is that Ronitt's unfathomable genius has conjured up.

* After a flurry of activity, Ronitt's latest creation is completed. He has incorporated his existing automaton technology into a mechanized factory, which he claims will increase the speed at which the remaining tanks may be produced. While this does raise the question of how exactly this was a more effective use of time and resources than simply repeating the steps used to create the prototype, it seems the general consensus is to go along with Ronitt's schemes, regardless of how absurd they may be.

* The newly constructed automated factory whirs into life and the tanks approach completion. However, the day of reckoning has arrived, and it appears that Ronitt's efforts may have been too little, too late. Ozogg believes there is no other option but to delay the arrival of Chief Xamott to allow Ronitt time to finish his work before final judgment can be passed.

* Ozogg intends to slow the advance of Chief Xamott by placing kegs of nitrobrew, a ludicrously potent alcoholic beverage, in his path. Knowing that dwarves cannot say no to a drink, she hopes that it will incapacitate him for long enough to allow Ronitt to put the finishing touches to the tanks. She tasks you with positioning the barrels, and while it is unclear why she needs your cooperation in the first place, time is of the essence, so you decide not to argue.

* With the kegs of nitrobrew now in place, you must return to Ozogg's hiding place and await the arrival of Chief Xamott. With no idea of exactly when he is supposed to make his appearance, you may be here for some time.

* Chief Xamott arrives as predicted, although he is for some reason accompanied by his archrival, Chief Glagg of the Gogg. Presumably, he has come expecting to see Ronitt fail the challenge and to admonish Ozogg for her involvement. Instead, they find themselves distracted by the allure of a powerful ale, prompting them to collapse into a drunken stupor. Though the limits of their dwarven constitution are sorely tested, they eventually awaken, and Ronitt is still nowhere to be seen. Xamott is ready to declare the wager has come to an end when Ronitt and his column of five tanks trundle onto the scene, much to the relief of you and Ozogg. Xamott congratulates Ronitt on passing the test, which he then uses as an opportunity to regale those in attendance with the tale of the great Watts.

* It seems that the Tholl and Gogg were once part of the same tribe, and it was disputes over how best to use Watts's automata that caused the schism between them. His remaining designs were locked away, only for Ronitt to open the safe generations later using a coin given to him as a child by none other than Ozogg. This coming together of Tholl and Gogg may very well mark a turning point in the history of the two tribes, though only time will tell. Xamott and Glagg bid their farewells while the rest of you return to the Anvil.

* The day is won, but Ronitt is not one to rest on his laurels. He knows full well that it will take more than five tanks to ease the world's woes, so he proposes that production continue. While the workshop is now fully outfitted with an automaton workforce, Ronitt still has need of your crafting talents in manufacturing the next batch of Rolling Tankards.

==Trivia==
* The quest description is in the form of a [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Limerick_(poetry) limerick], which can be combined with a refrain (repeated lyrics, also known as a chorus) to form a limerick song, which is a traditional drinking song. This likely references the dwarves' tendency to drink, and to sing while doing so.

==Dialogue==
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{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Ronitt: I've got some bad news and some more bad news. Which do you want first?
Ronitt: All right, I'll pick. For starters, I hear the chief's been spendin' more and more time checkin' his beard in the mirror...
Ronitt: That can only mean one thing: it's almost Beardtide!
Ronitt: What are we gonna do!? At this rate, we'll never make it!
Ronitt: ...As for the other bit of bad news, some of the workers have turned tail and ran back to the village before they get in any more trouble! Now, there ain't enough people to handle production or bring in raw materials!
Ronitt: Regitt, Karutt, and the others are already at their breakin' point. I even thought about askin' Ozogg for help, but I can't bloody find her!
Ronitt: Think, Ronitt, think! There must be a way! Maybe a nice, relaxin' stroll will clear my head.
Ronitt: Yeah, a quick trip to scenic Dampsole should sort me right out. And whatever you do, don't follow me! Even if you think I might get eaten by hungry beasties, don't follow me. Yes, definitely don't do that.

System: Ronitt definitely does not want you to follow him to Dampsole.

Ronitt: Haha! I see you understood my subtle hints!
Ronitt: You see, I wanted a word with you, away from the others. It's a bit of a touchy subject, and I don't want 'em gettin' discouraged or nothin'.
Ronitt: You're good at keepin' secrets, ain't you?
Ronitt: Phew... All right. Truth is, I'm findin' it all a bit much. The pressure, the responsibility. I've always been a loner, and nothin' I ever did made a lot of difference to anyone else.
Ronitt: Whereas it seems to me, you're the opposite. By the sounds of it, people are always turnin' to you for help. Don't you ever worry you'll make some sort of horrible mistake and...I dunno, cause the end of the world or somethin'? What's your secret?

Question: What will you say?

> Just relax and let your talent do the work.
Ronitt: Yeah, solvin' problems is what I do best!
> I get by with a little help from my friends.
Ronitt: You're right. I didn't get this far without my friends, and I'm gonna need 'em in the days to come. Watts's Anvil ain't just a place, it's the people who make it what it is!
> "Pressure“ is just another word for ”fear“!
Ronitt: So, what you're sayin' is I'm just scared of failure? You're damned right I am! ...But maybe if I concentrate on succeedin' instead of not failin', things should start goin' my way!
---

Ronitt: Thanks, I feel a lot better now. And with the great Watts's blood flowin' in my veins, there ain't nothin' I can't overcome!
Ronitt: 'Course, I've got Watts's hammer as well, thanks to you findin' it for me!
Ronitt: Not that I ever use it, mind you. I'm keepin' it safely hidden away until the day comes that I'm skilled enough to wield it myself. This thing? Just a normal, everyday hammer, mate. Nothin' special, but gets the job done.
Ronitt: Point is, it gives me somethin' to look forward to, a reason not to give up. Can't go disappointin' my illustrious ancestor now, can I?
Ronitt: Still, honin' my own skills is all well and good, but if I really wanna go down in the history books, I've gotta think big, think beyond what I'm capable of doin' on my own.
Ronitt: And with friends like you, how can I go wrong?
Ronitt: Right, I'd better get back to the workshop before I run out of steam again. I've found my motivation, now all I need is a plan. Hmm... I wonder what Watts would do at a time like this. A shame his expertise was in automata and not tanks.

Megasonic Frogboy@???: <beep> Now all I need is a plan... <beep> Automata...

Ronitt: The Megasonic Frogboy! And Regitt and Karutt? I thought you two was workin'!

Regitt: We just fancied a spot of eavesdropping. Hope you don't mind!

Karutt: Yes, we heard everything. I wish you'd s-said something sooner! Y-You don't have to bear the b-burden on your own, you know. Let us sh-share the load!

Megasonic Frogboy: <beep> Sh-Share the load!

Ronitt: Heh. All right, but don't say I didn't warn you!
Ronitt: Wait, what was it the Frogboy said just now? I know it's only copyin' what we say, but I feel like it was hintin' at somethin'...
Ronitt: "Now all I need is a plan... Automata...“ ...That's it!

Regitt: Eh? What is? ...Ah! I see!

Karutt: Actually, w-we thought Ozogg might be here, too, but she's nowhere to be seen. Gogg or not, we'll n-need all the pairs of hands we can g-get!
Karutt: P-Perhaps she's made her way b-back to the workshop by now, and we should pr-probably do likewise.

Ronitt: Thanks to the Frogboy, the way forward seems clear. Come on, I'll show you what I have in mind!
Ronitt: I'm gonna use this space to build somethin' that'll speed up production, but I can't do it all on my own.
Ronitt: That reminds me, I thought Ozogg was supposed to be around here somewhere!

Ozogg: Aw! Did you miss me?
Ozogg: Sorry to keep you waiting. I took the liberty of inviting a few friends of yours.

Lorathia: I knew it was only a matter of time before you needed my help. My skills don't come cheap, you know!

Eueliss: Sai-Lewq and I may not be engineers, but we're also not averse to a bit of hard work!

Sai-Lewq: Yes, just point out what needs doing and leave the rest to us. Really, considering all you've done for us, Master Ronitt, it would be our pleasure to assist you.

Ronitt: You traveled all this way just to help me! Well, not you, Lorathia, you only live 'round the corner, but I'm grateful all the same! I'm so happy, I... I...
Ronitt: <sniff> All right! There's plenty of work to be done and not much time to do it!
Ronitt: As for you, [Forename], just because all these people have shown up doesn't mean you're off the hook!

Lorathia: When I agreed to let you lot use my land, I had no idea the place would end up like ''this''.
Lorathia: And to think it would be used to build the very same cannons I designed for the Crystarium. Sometimes I feel that life is a series of bizarre coincidences. Or is that what people call fate?

Eueliss: If there's one thing the people of Wright know about, it's producing alcohol, so imagine our surprise when we learned that Ronitt's tanks use ethanol for fuel. It seems Sai-Lewq and I will be making a greater contribution than we'd thought!

Sai-Lewq: I've made plenty of alcohol in my time, but never any strong enough to be used as fuel! Well, not intentionally, that is! Say, this could be a new avenue of business for Wright...

Ozogg: I wonder if I'll still be able to carry on engineering when I'm Lorathia's age?

Lorathia: Oi! I'll have you know, I've got more than a few good years left in me!

Ronitt: Time to put my plan into action. By usin' a load of existin' automaton parts, I'll be able to upgrade the workshop and build the rest of tanks, even with just this small number of us.
Ronitt: Still, there are a few things that need to be made from scratch, and I've got a whole crate's worth of {{alternatives|1 = parts I want you to make|condition1 = if the player is CRP, BSM, ARM, GSM, LTW, or WVR|2 = solutions and chemicals I want you to mix|condition2 = if the player is ALC or CUL}}. Anythin' less than perfection and it might blow up in our faces, so bring me your finest work, all right?
Ronitt: The Fetchomatic Mechatoad'll dish out whatever materials you might need. I'm countin' on you, [Forename]!
Ronitt: If it's materials you're after, don't ask me, I ain't got any! Go and get 'em from the Mechatoad, like usual!

Automaton: <beep> <blorp>
Automaton: <beep> Request for {{alternatives|1 = materials|condition1 = if the player is CRP, BSM, ARM, GSM, LTW, or WVR|2 = ingredients|condition2 = if the player is ALC or CUL}} acknowledged.

Ronitt: Where is it? Lemme see!
Ronitt: Great work, as always! I'd better put this to use right away. There's not a moment to spare!

System: With the day of reckoning looming ever closer, Ronitt has decided that it would be quicker to construct an entire factory, complete with automaton workers, than build four tanks identical to the one he has already completed, but Ronitt's mind moves in mysterious ways.
System: For what Ronitt lacks in effective time management he more than makes up for with sheer stubbornness in the face of overwhelming odds. Perhaps this is what has earned him the respect and loyalty of his ragtag collection of friends?
System: And yet, in spite of Ronitt's efforts, time refused to slow, heartless bastard that it is.
System: Then, the fateful day arrived...

Ronitt: The chief'll be here any moment, and I still have one more tank to finish!

Ozogg: [Forename], I have an idea! Come with me!
Ozogg: We'll try to buy you some time. You get that last tank completed, no matter what it takes!
Ozogg: Phew! I'm not used to all this running about! Here, take this.
Ozogg: It's nitrobrew, an alcoholic beverage that doubles as paint stripper, and it's strong enough to knock out a bison. If we leave these kegs in the road, Xamott is bound to help himself to a few swigs.
Ozogg: Don't give me that look! {{alternatives|lalafell=You know full well we dwarves can't say no to a drink!|You clearly don't know how a dwarf's mind works!}}
Ozogg: Look, there isn't much time, and this is the best I could come up with! Just put them over there and let dwarven nature take its course.
Ozogg: Hurry up! It'll all be for naught if he spots you!
Ozogg: That should do it.
Ozogg: And now, we wait...
Ozogg: What!? He's already here! And why is Chief Glagg with him!?
Ozogg: But more importantly, did the nitrobrew do its job?

Xamott: It musht be...my lucky day! <hic> And beshides...be a shame to let all that <hic> grog go to waste...

Glagg: For once, I...<hic>...agree with you... You old shwine... <hic>

Xamott@Xamott and Glagg: ...Urp...
Xamott: <snore> ...Ah, shaddup...hob's bollocksh... <snore>

Glagg: What...did you...shay? <snore>

Ozogg: Come on, Ronitt! They won't stay like this forever!

Xamott: Hmm? What happened...?
Xamott: Was I...asleep?

Glagg: Ungh... My head feels like it's been stepped on by a Talos... Booze must've been involved... Ah! Aren't there supposed to be tanks around here somewhere?

Ozogg: Gah! Too little, too late!

Xamott: Yes, I notice a distinct lack of tanks. I declare this contest well and truly—

Ronitt: Not so fast!
Ronitt: The hills are alive with the sound of...TANKS!♪

Ozogg: Ronitt!

Xamott: What...

Glagg: ...the bloody hells...

Ronitt: The Rollin' Tankards, at your service!
Ronitt: What's wrong with you two? Aren't you gonna congratulate me on my hard-earned victory?

Ozogg: No, we're bloody well not! Have you any idea what you've put us through!?

Ronitt: Did I say “''my'' hard-earned victory”? Of course, what I meant to say was “''our'' hard-earned victory”! Yes, yes! A slip of the tongue, that's all! I-Is...that any better?

Xamott: Well, Ronitt. You did it, fair and square. No underhanded, dirty tricks. At least none that I'm aware of.

Glagg: Ozogg! Though I have yet to decide your punishment for consortin' with Tholls, I will say this: you have demonstrated the superiority of Gogg engineerin', without which, those tanks would never have seen the light of day!

Ozogg: Listen, Chief. I didn't do this because I'm a Gogg, I did this because I'm a member of Watts's Anvil, so stick that in your pipe and smoke it!

Xamott: All this talk of Tholl and Gogg has reminded me of somethin' important.
Xamott: We don't often talk about this, but when I were a lad, my chief once told me that Tholl and Gogg were once part of a single tribe.
Xamott: And into that one tribe was born a boy. His name...was Watts. He was blessed with curiosity and imagination in abundance, and grew up to become the greatest inventor our kind has ever known.
Xamott: But sadly, the automata that he created caused a rift in our people. Some wanted to use them as workers, while others saw them as tools of war.

Glagg: Pah! And we all know how that ended. The limp-bearded Tholls, content to dig their holes and till their soil, and the mighty Goggs crushing their enemies and sowing the fields with their blood! Glory to Komra!

Xamott: A pox on Komra!

Glagg: A pox!? Is that the worst you Tholls can muster!?

Ronitt: Stop squabblin', the pair of you! I wanna hear the rest of the story!

Xamott: Ah, yes, as I was saying... Watts was beside himself to think that his beloved inventions could lead to so much strife. He locked away the rest of his designs, so that they could never bring harm to his fellow dwarves.

Ronitt: And those designs included the tank... It all makes sense now. No wonder he didn't want no one findin' 'em. But if I hadn't opened that safe, somebody else would've eventually.

Xamott: How did you open it, anyway? It was locked tight!

Ronitt: Erm... Well, it was a long time ago, so I ain't quite sure, but I remember I used a coin. One given to me by a Gogg, I think.

Ozogg: Ah! That coin! It's the one I gave you!

Ronitt: Eh!? You mean you're that Gogg girl, from all those years ago!?

Xamott: Maybe this is how Watts planned it all along... His descendants, workin' side by side.
Xamott: It weren't the technology what were at fault. It was us dwarves and our bickerin' what caused us to live apart as Tholl and Gogg. But now, one of Watts's ideas might build a bridge between us...

Glagg: Oh, shut up, you daft sod! You think this is all it takes to wash away generations of bad blood!? Pah! ...But on the other hand, we Goggs admire Watts just as much as you Tholls. If you're right—which would be a first—it's worth some thought.
Glagg: Trouble is, it all seems a little ''too'' convenient. The coin, the chance reunion, all the other coincidences, and there are probably a load more I don't even know about!

Xamott: “Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.” You see, all the coincidences in the world won't do you no good if you ain't got the gumption to make the most of 'em. Somethin' Ronitt and Ozogg have in spades.
Xamott: Right, that's enough blatherin' out of me. I'm off for a pint at the Crystarium on my way home.
Xamott: And if you two think this is the end, think again! Five tanks is just the start. It'll take more'n that to solve the world's troubles!

Ronitt: All right, I hear you. Now, bugger off and let us get on with it.
Ronitt: That's funny... I thought those two were enemies. Probably got more in common than they realize. Anyway, it's time we got back to the Anvil!
Ronitt: So you an' Ozogg bought me some time, did you? Should've bought a bit more by the sounds of it!
Ronitt: Heh, just jokin'. If it weren't for you two, I'd never have made it. I s'pose that's what Watts's Anvil is all about: you lot workin' your arses off to make me look good. Somethin' like that, anyway.
Ronitt: But it's like the chief said, a measly five tanks ain't gonna right the world's wrongs. So, I reckon...five hundred ought to do it! We'd better get back to work, an' no slackin'!

System: You have achieved '''Sworn''' reputation with Watts's Anvil.
System: You will receive an experience point bonus upon completion of the dwarf society daily quests.
System: Furthermore, you now have access to a wider selection of wares from Mizutt.
System: Normal-quality items crafted in the course of this quest serve no purpose and cannot be sold. It is recommended that you discard them.
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==Video Archive==
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Chief Concerns

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{{Quest infobox
| title = Chief Concerns
| description = There once was a dwarf named Ronitt A boy with a bee in his bonnet. He had agreed to a bet He would come to regret, Unless, of course, he actually won it.
| image = chief concerns1.png
| quest-giver = Ronitt
| related-npcs = Automaton; Eueliss; Fetchomatic Mechatoad; Glagg; Karutt; Lorathia; Megasonic Frogboy; Ozogg; Regitt; Sai-Lewq; Xamott
| location = Lakeland
| location-x = 9.3
| location-y = 13.2
| type = feature
| quest-line = Dwarf Main Quests
| journal-section = Allied Society Quests
| journal-category = Dwarf Quests
| journal-genre = Dwarf Main Quests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 70
| quest-sync = true
| requirements = [[Disciples of the Hand]] Honored [[Reputation]] maxed
| req-items = 1 Automaton Worker Materials, 1 HQ Automaton Worker Supplies, 3 Nitrobrew
| exp = ?????
| gil = 1444
| unlocks = r7 Dwarf, ach Beard Science
| prev-quest = Tanking Is Hard
| next-quest = Tanks for the Memory
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.3
| id-gt = 69436
| id-edb = 579270e78d9
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Ronitt]].
*Speak with Ronitt again.
*Speak with Ronitt...with gusto!
*Obtain [[Automaton Worker Materials|materials]] from the Fetchomatic Mechatoad.
*Synthesize a [[Automaton Worker Supplies|crate of automation worker supplies]] {{HQ}}. 0/1
*Deliver the crate of automation worker supplies {{HQ}} to Ronitt. 1/1
*Speak with [[Ozogg]].
*Place the [[Nitrobrew|kegs of nitrobrew]] at the designated locations. 0/3
*Speak with Ozogg.
*Speak with Ronitt.

==Journal==
* There once was a dwarf named Ronitt
:A boy with a bee in his bonnet.
:He had agreed to a bet
:He would come to regret,
:Unless, of course, he actually won it.

* The wager with Chief Xamott has prompted several Tholls to return to Tomra for fear of banishment in the event that Ronitt fails. He must produce five Rolling Tankards by the designated day, which is becoming increasingly unlikely as his workforce diminishes. He decides to take a stroll, ostensibly to clear his head, but through a rather obvious attempt at reverse psychology, he strongly implies that he wants you to follow him.
** ※Please note that the difficulty of this quest has been synced to your current level. Furthermore, you may not proceed with a class or job that is different from when you accepted this quest.

* Ronitt's plan to lure you away from the Anvil has worked, and he can now air his concerns without the other dwarves overhearing. He reveals that he is finding the burden of responsibility too much to bear, and turns to you for advice. Your words of wisdom soon lift his spirits, but it is the surprise arrival of Regitt, Karutt, and Ronitt's dwarven relations protocol automaton, the Megasonic Frogboy, that make the biggest difference. While his friends offer their support, the Frogboy provides Ronitt with a hint as to how they might turn their fortunes around.

* Back at Watts's Anvil, you are met by Ozogg, who had briefly disappeared in order to round up acquaintances of Ronitt's to assist with producing the tanks. Ronitt also has plans of his own, though he will wait until all of the pieces of the puzzle are in place before revealing exactly what those plans might be.

* You are presented with an opportunity to flex your crafting muscles once more. Ronitt asks you to produce yet another crate of essential supplies while he and his comrades take care of the rest.

* The Fetchomatic Mechatoad, infallible as always, produces from its metallic belly the materials required for your work. By your dexterous hands they will be reborn as essential components in...whatever it is that Ronitt's unfathomable genius has conjured up.

* After a flurry of activity, Ronitt's latest creation is completed. He has incorporated his existing automaton technology into a mechanized factory, which he claims will increase the speed at which the remaining tanks may be produced. While this does raise the question of how exactly this was a more effective use of time and resources than simply repeating the steps used to create the prototype, it seems the general consensus is to go along with Ronitt's schemes, regardless of how absurd they may be.

* The newly constructed automated factory whirs into life and the tanks approach completion. However, the day of reckoning has arrived, and it appears that Ronitt's efforts may have been too little, too late. Ozogg believes there is no other option but to delay the arrival of Chief Xamott to allow Ronitt time to finish his work before final judgment can be passed.

* Ozogg intends to slow the advance of Chief Xamott by placing kegs of nitrobrew, a ludicrously potent alcoholic beverage, in his path. Knowing that dwarves cannot say no to a drink, she hopes that it will incapacitate him for long enough to allow Ronitt to put the finishing touches to the tanks. She tasks you with positioning the barrels, and while it is unclear why she needs your cooperation in the first place, time is of the essence, so you decide not to argue.

* With the kegs of nitrobrew now in place, you must return to Ozogg's hiding place and await the arrival of Chief Xamott. With no idea of exactly when he is supposed to make his appearance, you may be here for some time.

* Chief Xamott arrives as predicted, although he is for some reason accompanied by his archrival, Chief Glagg of the Gogg. Presumably, he has come expecting to see Ronitt fail the challenge and to admonish Ozogg for her involvement. Instead, they find themselves distracted by the allure of a powerful ale, prompting them to collapse into a drunken stupor. Though the limits of their dwarven constitution are sorely tested, they eventually awaken, and Ronitt is still nowhere to be seen. Xamott is ready to declare the wager has come to an end when Ronitt and his column of five tanks trundle onto the scene, much to the relief of you and Ozogg. Xamott congratulates Ronitt on passing the test, which he then uses as an opportunity to regale those in attendance with the tale of the great Watts.

* It seems that the Tholl and Gogg were once part of the same tribe, and it was disputes over how best to use Watts's automata that caused the schism between them. His remaining designs were locked away, only for Ronitt to open the safe generations later using a coin given to him as a child by none other than Ozogg. This coming together of Tholl and Gogg may very well mark a turning point in the history of the two tribes, though only time will tell. Xamott and Glagg bid their farewells while the rest of you return to the Anvil.

* The day is won, but Ronitt is not one to rest on his laurels. He knows full well that it will take more than five tanks to ease the world's woes, so he proposes that production continue. While the workshop is now fully outfitted with an automaton workforce, Ronitt still has need of your crafting talents in manufacturing the next batch of Rolling Tankards.

==Trivia==
* The quest description is in the form of a [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Limerick_(poetry) limerick], which can be combined with a refrain (repeated lyrics, also known as a chorus) to form a limerick song, which is a traditional drinking song. This likely references the dwarves' tendency to drink, and to sing while doing so.

==Dialogue==
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{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Ronitt: I've got some bad news and some more bad news. Which do you want first?
Ronitt: All right, I'll pick. For starters, I hear the chief's been spendin' more and more time checkin' his beard in the mirror...
Ronitt: That can only mean one thing: it's almost Beardtide!
Ronitt: What are we gonna do!? At this rate, we'll never make it!
Ronitt: ...As for the other bit of bad news, some of the workers have turned tail and ran back to the village before they get in any more trouble! Now, there ain't enough people to handle production or bring in raw materials!
Ronitt: Regitt, Karutt, and the others are already at their breakin' point. I even thought about askin' Ozogg for help, but I can't bloody find her!
Ronitt: Think, Ronitt, think! There must be a way! Maybe a nice, relaxin' stroll will clear my head.
Ronitt: Yeah, a quick trip to scenic Dampsole should sort me right out. And whatever you do, don't follow me! Even if you think I might get eaten by hungry beasties, don't follow me. Yes, definitely don't do that.

System: Ronitt definitely does not want you to follow him to Dampsole.

Ronitt: Haha! I see you understood my subtle hints!
Ronitt: You see, I wanted a word with you, away from the others. It's a bit of a touchy subject, and I don't want 'em gettin' discouraged or nothin'.
Ronitt: You're good at keepin' secrets, ain't you?
Ronitt: Phew... All right. Truth is, I'm findin' it all a bit much. The pressure, the responsibility. I've always been a loner, and nothin' I ever did made a lot of difference to anyone else.
Ronitt: Whereas it seems to me, you're the opposite. By the sounds of it, people are always turnin' to you for help. Don't you ever worry you'll make some sort of horrible mistake and...I dunno, cause the end of the world or somethin'? What's your secret?

Question: What will you say?

> Just relax and let your talent do the work.
Ronitt: Yeah, solvin' problems is what I do best!
> I get by with a little help from my friends.
Ronitt: You're right. I didn't get this far without my friends, and I'm gonna need 'em in the days to come. Watts's Anvil ain't just a place, it's the people who make it what it is!
> "Pressure“ is just another word for ”fear“!
Ronitt: So, what you're sayin' is I'm just scared of failure? You're damned right I am! ...But maybe if I concentrate on succeedin' instead of not failin', things should start goin' my way!
---

Ronitt: Thanks, I feel a lot better now. And with the great Watts's blood flowin' in my veins, there ain't nothin' I can't overcome!
Ronitt: 'Course, I've got Watts's hammer as well, thanks to you findin' it for me!
Ronitt: Not that I ever use it, mind you. I'm keepin' it safely hidden away until the day comes that I'm skilled enough to wield it myself. This thing? Just a normal, everyday hammer, mate. Nothin' special, but gets the job done.
Ronitt: Point is, it gives me somethin' to look forward to, a reason not to give up. Can't go disappointin' my illustrious ancestor now, can I?
Ronitt: Still, honin' my own skills is all well and good, but if I really wanna go down in the history books, I've gotta think big, think beyond what I'm capable of doin' on my own.
Ronitt: And with friends like you, how can I go wrong?
Ronitt: Right, I'd better get back to the workshop before I run out of steam again. I've found my motivation, now all I need is a plan. Hmm... I wonder what Watts would do at a time like this. A shame his expertise was in automata and not tanks.

Megasonic Frogboy@???: <beep> Now all I need is a plan... <beep> Automata...

Ronitt: The Megasonic Frogboy! And Regitt and Karutt? I thought you two was workin'!

Regitt: We just fancied a spot of eavesdropping. Hope you don't mind!

Karutt: Yes, we heard everything. I wish you'd s-said something sooner! Y-You don't have to bear the b-burden on your own, you know. Let us sh-share the load!

Megasonic Frogboy: <beep> Sh-Share the load!

Ronitt: Heh. All right, but don't say I didn't warn you!
Ronitt: Wait, what was it the Frogboy said just now? I know it's only copyin' what we say, but I feel like it was hintin' at somethin'...
Ronitt: "Now all I need is a plan... Automata...“ ...That's it!

Regitt: Eh? What is? ...Ah! I see!

Karutt: Actually, w-we thought Ozogg might be here, too, but she's nowhere to be seen. Gogg or not, we'll n-need all the pairs of hands we can g-get!
Karutt: P-Perhaps she's made her way b-back to the workshop by now, and we should pr-probably do likewise.

Ronitt: Thanks to the Frogboy, the way forward seems clear. Come on, I'll show you what I have in mind!
Ronitt: I'm gonna use this space to build somethin' that'll speed up production, but I can't do it all on my own.
Ronitt: That reminds me, I thought Ozogg was supposed to be around here somewhere!

Ozogg: Aw! Did you miss me?
Ozogg: Sorry to keep you waiting. I took the liberty of inviting a few friends of yours.

Lorathia: I knew it was only a matter of time before you needed my help. My skills don't come cheap, you know!

Eueliss: Sai-Lewq and I may not be engineers, but we're also not averse to a bit of hard work!

Sai-Lewq: Yes, just point out what needs doing and leave the rest to us. Really, considering all you've done for us, Master Ronitt, it would be our pleasure to assist you.

Ronitt: You traveled all this way just to help me! Well, not you, Lorathia, you only live 'round the corner, but I'm grateful all the same! I'm so happy, I... I...
Ronitt: <sniff> All right! There's plenty of work to be done and not much time to do it!
Ronitt: As for you, [Forename], just because all these people have shown up doesn't mean you're off the hook!

Lorathia: When I agreed to let you lot use my land, I had no idea the place would end up like ''this''.
Lorathia: And to think it would be used to build the very same cannons I designed for the Crystarium. Sometimes I feel that life is a series of bizarre coincidences. Or is that what people call fate?

Eueliss: If there's one thing the people of Wright know about, it's producing alcohol, so imagine our surprise when we learned that Ronitt's tanks use ethanol for fuel. It seems Sai-Lewq and I will be making a greater contribution than we'd thought!

Sai-Lewq: I've made plenty of alcohol in my time, but never any strong enough to be used as fuel! Well, not intentionally, that is! Say, this could be a new avenue of business for Wright...

Ozogg: I wonder if I'll still be able to carry on engineering when I'm Lorathia's age?

Lorathia: Oi! I'll have you know, I've got more than a few good years left in me!

Ronitt: Time to put my plan into action. By usin' a load of existin' automaton parts, I'll be able to upgrade the workshop and build the rest of tanks, even with just this small number of us.
Ronitt: Still, there are a few things that need to be made from scratch, and I've got a whole crate's worth of parts I want you to make. Anythin' less than perfection and it might blow up in our faces, so bring me your finest work, all right?
Ronitt: Still, there are a few things that need to be made from scratch, and I've got a whole crate's worth of parts I want you to make. Anythin' less than perfection and it might blow up in our faces, so bring me your finest work, all right?
Ronitt: Still, there are a few things that need to be made from scratch, and I've got a whole crate's worth of solutions and chemicals I want you to mix. Anythin' less than perfection and it might blow up in our faces, so bring me your finest work, all right?
Ronitt: The Fetchomatic Mechatoad'll dish out whatever materials you might need. I'm countin' on you, [Forename]!
Ronitt: If it's materials you're after, don't ask me, I ain't got any! Go and get 'em from the Mechatoad, like usual!
Ronitt: If it's materials you're after, don't ask me, I ain't got any! Go and get 'em from the Mechatoad, like usual!
Ronitt: If it's materials you're after, don't ask me, I ain't got any! Go and get 'em from the Mechatoad, like usual!

Automaton: <beep> <blorp>
Automaton: <beep> <blorp>
Automaton: <beep> <blorp>
Automaton: <beep> Request for materials acknowledged.
Automaton: <beep> Request for materials acknowledged.
Automaton: <beep> Request for ingredients acknowledged.

Ronitt: Where is it? Lemme see!
Ronitt: Great work, as always! I'd better put this to use right away. There's not a moment to spare!

System: With the day of reckoning looming ever closer, Ronitt has decided that it would be quicker to construct an entire factory, complete with automaton workers, than build four tanks identical to the one he has already completed, but Ronitt's mind moves in mysterious ways.
System: For what Ronitt lacks in effective time management he more than makes up for with sheer stubbornness in the face of overwhelming odds. Perhaps this is what has earned him the respect and loyalty of his ragtag collection of friends?
System: And yet, in spite of Ronitt's efforts, time refused to slow, heartless bastard that it is.
System: Then, the fateful day arrived...

Ronitt: The chief'll be here any moment, and I still have one more tank to finish!

Ozogg: [Forename], I have an idea! Come with me!
Ozogg: We'll try to buy you some time. You get that last tank completed, no matter what it takes!
Ozogg: Phew! I'm not used to all this running about! Here, take this.
Ozogg: It's nitrobrew, an alcoholic beverage that doubles as paint stripper, and it's strong enough to knock out a bison. If we leave these kegs in the road, Xamott is bound to help himself to a few swigs.
Ozogg: Don't give me that look! {{alternatives|You know full well we dwarves can't say no to a drink!|You clearly don't know how a dwarf's mind works!}}
Ozogg: Look, there isn't much time, and this is the best I could come up with! Just put them over there and let dwarven nature take its course.
Ozogg: Hurry up! It'll all be for naught if he spots you!
Ozogg: That should do it.
Ozogg: And now, we wait...
Ozogg: What!? He's already here! And why is Chief Glagg with him!?
Ozogg: But more importantly, did the nitrobrew do its job?

Xamott: It musht be...my lucky day! <hic> And beshides...be a shame to let all that <hic> grog go to waste...

Glagg: For once, I...<hic>...agree with you... You old shwine... <hic>

Xamott@Xamott and Glagg: ...Urp...
Xamott: <snore> ...Ah, shaddup...hob's bollocksh... <snore>

Glagg: What...did you...shay? <snore>

Ozogg: Come on, Ronitt! They won't stay like this forever!

Xamott: Hmm? What happened...?
Xamott: Was I...asleep?

Glagg: Ungh... My head feels like it's been stepped on by a Talos... Booze must've been involved... Ah! Aren't there supposed to be tanks around here somewhere?

Ozogg: Gah! Too little, too late!

Xamott: Yes, I notice a distinct lack of tanks. I declare this contest well and truly—

Ronitt: Not so fast!
Ronitt: The hills are alive with the sound of...TANKS!♪

Ozogg: Ronitt!

Xamott: What...

Glagg: ...the bloody hells...

Ronitt: The Rollin' Tankards, at your service!
Ronitt: What's wrong with you two? Aren't you gonna congratulate me on my hard-earned victory?

Ozogg: No, we're bloody well not! Have you any idea what you've put us through!?

Ronitt: Did I say “''my'' hard-earned victory”? Of course, what I meant to say was “''our'' hard-earned victory”! Yes, yes! A slip of the tongue, that's all! I-Is...that any better?

Xamott: Well, Ronitt. You did it, fair and square. No underhanded, dirty tricks. At least none that I'm aware of.

Glagg: Ozogg! Though I have yet to decide your punishment for consortin' with Tholls, I will say this: you have demonstrated the superiority of Gogg engineerin', without which, those tanks would never have seen the light of day!

Ozogg: Listen, Chief. I didn't do this because I'm a Gogg, I did this because I'm a member of Watts's Anvil, so stick that in your pipe and smoke it!

Xamott: All this talk of Tholl and Gogg has reminded me of somethin' important.
Xamott: We don't often talk about this, but when I were a lad, my chief once told me that Tholl and Gogg were once part of a single tribe.
Xamott: And into that one tribe was born a boy. His name...was Watts. He was blessed with curiosity and imagination in abundance, and grew up to become the greatest inventor our kind has ever known.
Xamott: But sadly, the automata that he created caused a rift in our people. Some wanted to use them as workers, while others saw them as tools of war.

Glagg: Pah! And we all know how that ended. The limp-bearded Tholls, content to dig their holes and till their soil, and the mighty Goggs crushing their enemies and sowing the fields with their blood! Glory to Komra!

Xamott: A pox on Komra!

Glagg: A pox!? Is that the worst you Tholls can muster!?

Ronitt: Stop squabblin', the pair of you! I wanna hear the rest of the story!

Xamott: Ah, yes, as I was saying... Watts was beside himself to think that his beloved inventions could lead to so much strife. He locked away the rest of his designs, so that they could never bring harm to his fellow dwarves.

Ronitt: And those designs included the tank... It all makes sense now. No wonder he didn't want no one findin' 'em. But if I hadn't opened that safe, somebody else would've eventually.

Xamott: How did you open it, anyway? It was locked tight!

Ronitt: Erm... Well, it was a long time ago, so I ain't quite sure, but I remember I used a coin. One given to me by a Gogg, I think.

Ozogg: Ah! That coin! It's the one I gave you!

Ronitt: Eh!? You mean you're that Gogg girl, from all those years ago!?

Xamott: Maybe this is how Watts planned it all along... His descendants, workin' side by side.
Xamott: It weren't the technology what were at fault. It was us dwarves and our bickerin' what caused us to live apart as Tholl and Gogg. But now, one of Watts's ideas might build a bridge between us...

Glagg: Oh, shut up, you daft sod! You think this is all it takes to wash away generations of bad blood!? Pah! ...But on the other hand, we Goggs admire Watts just as much as you Tholls. If you're right—which would be a first—it's worth some thought.
Glagg: Trouble is, it all seems a little ''too'' convenient. The coin, the chance reunion, all the other coincidences, and there are probably a load more I don't even know about!

Xamott: “Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.” You see, all the coincidences in the world won't do you no good if you ain't got the gumption to make the most of 'em. Somethin' Ronitt and Ozogg have in spades.
Xamott: Right, that's enough blatherin' out of me. I'm off for a pint at the Crystarium on my way home.
Xamott: And if you two think this is the end, think again! Five tanks is just the start. It'll take more'n that to solve the world's troubles!

Ronitt: All right, I hear you. Now, bugger off and let us get on with it.
Ronitt: That's funny... I thought those two were enemies. Probably got more in common than they realize. Anyway, it's time we got back to the Anvil!
Ronitt: So you an' Ozogg bought me some time, did you? Should've bought a bit more by the sounds of it!
Ronitt: Heh, just jokin'. If it weren't for you two, I'd never have made it. I s'pose that's what Watts's Anvil is all about: you lot workin' your arses off to make me look good. Somethin' like that, anyway.
Ronitt: But it's like the chief said, a measly five tanks ain't gonna right the world's wrongs. So, I reckon...five hundred ought to do it! We'd better get back to work, an' no slackin'!

System: You have achieved '''Sworn''' reputation with Watts's Anvil.
System: You will receive an experience point bonus upon completion of the dwarf society daily quests.
System: Furthermore, you now have access to a wider selection of wares from Mizutt.
System: Normal-quality items crafted in the course of this quest serve no purpose and cannot be sold. It is recommended that you discard them.
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==Video Archive==
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Chief Concerns

2026-05-05T03:23:48Z

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{{Quest infobox
| title = Chief Concerns
| description = There once was a dwarf named Ronitt A boy with a bee in his bonnet. He had agreed to a bet He would come to regret, Unless, of course, he actually won it.
| image = chief concerns1.png
| quest-giver = Ronitt
| related-npcs = Automaton; Eueliss; Fetchomatic Mechatoad; Glagg; Karutt; Lorathia; Megasonic Frogboy; Ozogg; Regitt; Sai-Lewq; Xamott
| location = Lakeland
| location-x = 9.3
| location-y = 13.2
| type = feature
| quest-line = Dwarf Main Quests
| journal-section = Allied Society Quests
| journal-category = Dwarf Quests
| journal-genre = Dwarf Main Quests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 70
| quest-sync = true
| requirements = [[Disciples of the Hand]] Honored [[Reputation]] maxed
| req-items = 1 Automaton Worker Materials, 1 HQ Automaton Worker Supplies, 3 Nitrobrew
| exp = ?????
| gil = 1444
| unlocks = r7 Dwarf, ach Beard Science
| prev-quest = Tanking Is Hard
| next-quest = Tanks for the Memory
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.3
| id-gt = 69436
| id-edb = 579270e78d9
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Ronitt]].
*Speak with Ronitt again.
*Speak with Ronitt...with gusto!
*Obtain [[Automaton Worker Materials|materials]] from the Fetchomatic Mechatoad.
*Synthesize a [[Automaton Worker Supplies|crate of automation worker supplies]] {{HQ}}. 0/1
*Deliver the crate of automation worker supplies {{HQ}} to Ronitt. 1/1
*Speak with [[Ozogg]].
*Place the [[Nitrobrew|kegs of nitrobrew]] at the designated locations. 0/3
*Speak with Ozogg.
*Speak with Ronitt.

==Journal==
* There once was a dwarf named Ronitt
:A boy with a bee in his bonnet.
:He had agreed to a bet
:He would come to regret,
:Unless, of course, he actually won it.

* The wager with Chief Xamott has prompted several Tholls to return to Tomra for fear of banishment in the event that Ronitt fails. He must produce five Rolling Tankards by the designated day, which is becoming increasingly unlikely as his workforce diminishes. He decides to take a stroll, ostensibly to clear his head, but through a rather obvious attempt at reverse psychology, he strongly implies that he wants you to follow him.
** ※Please note that the difficulty of this quest has been synced to your current level. Furthermore, you may not proceed with a class or job that is different from when you accepted this quest.

* Ronitt's plan to lure you away from the Anvil has worked, and he can now air his concerns without the other dwarves overhearing. He reveals that he is finding the burden of responsibility too much to bear, and turns to you for advice. Your words of wisdom soon lift his spirits, but it is the surprise arrival of Regitt, Karutt, and Ronitt's dwarven relations protocol automaton, the Megasonic Frogboy, that make the biggest difference. While his friends offer their support, the Frogboy provides Ronitt with a hint as to how they might turn their fortunes around.

* Back at Watts's Anvil, you are met by Ozogg, who had briefly disappeared in order to round up acquaintances of Ronitt's to assist with producing the tanks. Ronitt also has plans of his own, though he will wait until all of the pieces of the puzzle are in place before revealing exactly what those plans might be.

* You are presented with an opportunity to flex your crafting muscles once more. Ronitt asks you to produce yet another crate of essential supplies while he and his comrades take care of the rest.

* The Fetchomatic Mechatoad, infallible as always, produces from its metallic belly the materials required for your work. By your dexterous hands they will be reborn as essential components in...whatever it is that Ronitt's unfathomable genius has conjured up.

* After a flurry of activity, Ronitt's latest creation is completed. He has incorporated his existing automaton technology into a mechanized factory, which he claims will increase the speed at which the remaining tanks may be produced. While this does raise the question of how exactly this was a more effective use of time and resources than simply repeating the steps used to create the prototype, it seems the general consensus is to go along with Ronitt's schemes, regardless of how absurd they may be.

* The newly constructed automated factory whirs into life and the tanks approach completion. However, the day of reckoning has arrived, and it appears that Ronitt's efforts may have been too little, too late. Ozogg believes there is no other option but to delay the arrival of Chief Xamott to allow Ronitt time to finish his work before final judgment can be passed.

* Ozogg intends to slow the advance of Chief Xamott by placing kegs of nitrobrew, a ludicrously potent alcoholic beverage, in his path. Knowing that dwarves cannot say no to a drink, she hopes that it will incapacitate him for long enough to allow Ronitt to put the finishing touches to the tanks. She tasks you with positioning the barrels, and while it is unclear why she needs your cooperation in the first place, time is of the essence, so you decide not to argue.

* With the kegs of nitrobrew now in place, you must return to Ozogg's hiding place and await the arrival of Chief Xamott. With no idea of exactly when he is supposed to make his appearance, you may be here for some time.

* Chief Xamott arrives as predicted, although he is for some reason accompanied by his archrival, Chief Glagg of the Gogg. Presumably, he has come expecting to see Ronitt fail the challenge and to admonish Ozogg for her involvement. Instead, they find themselves distracted by the allure of a powerful ale, prompting them to collapse into a drunken stupor. Though the limits of their dwarven constitution are sorely tested, they eventually awaken, and Ronitt is still nowhere to be seen. Xamott is ready to declare the wager has come to an end when Ronitt and his column of five tanks trundle onto the scene, much to the relief of you and Ozogg. Xamott congratulates Ronitt on passing the test, which he then uses as an opportunity to regale those in attendance with the tale of the great Watts.

* It seems that the Tholl and Gogg were once part of the same tribe, and it was disputes over how best to use Watts's automata that caused the schism between them. His remaining designs were locked away, only for Ronitt to open the safe generations later using a coin given to him as a child by none other than Ozogg. This coming together of Tholl and Gogg may very well mark a turning point in the history of the two tribes, though only time will tell. Xamott and Glagg bid their farewells while the rest of you return to the Anvil.

* The day is won, but Ronitt is not one to rest on his laurels. He knows full well that it will take more than five tanks to ease the world's woes, so he proposes that production continue. While the workshop is now fully outfitted with an automaton workforce, Ronitt still has need of your crafting talents in manufacturing the next batch of Rolling Tankards.

==Trivia==
* The quest description is in the form of a [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Limerick_(poetry) limerick], which can be combined with a refrain (repeated lyrics, also known as a chorus) to form a limerick song, which is a traditional drinking song. This likely references the dwarves' tendency to drink, and to sing while doing so.

==Dialogue==
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{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Ronitt: I've got some bad news and some more bad news. Which do you want first?
Ronitt: All right, I'll pick. For starters, I hear the chief's been spendin' more and more time checkin' his beard in the mirror...
Ronitt: That can only mean one thing: it's almost Beardtide!
Ronitt: What are we gonna do!? At this rate, we'll never make it!
Ronitt: ...As for the other bit of bad news, some of the workers have turned tail and ran back to the village before they get in any more trouble! Now, there ain't enough people to handle production or bring in raw materials!
Ronitt: Regitt, Karutt, and the others are already at their breakin' point. I even thought about askin' Ozogg for help, but I can't bloody find her!
Ronitt: Think, Ronitt, think! There must be a way! Maybe a nice, relaxin' stroll will clear my head.
Ronitt: Yeah, a quick trip to scenic Dampsole should sort me right out. And whatever you do, don't follow me! Even if you think I might get eaten by hungry beasties, don't follow me. Yes, definitely don't do that.

System: Ronitt definitely does not want you to follow him to Dampsole.

Ronitt: Haha! I see you understood my subtle hints!
Ronitt: You see, I wanted a word with you, away from the others. It's a bit of a touchy subject, and I don't want 'em gettin' discouraged or nothin'.
Ronitt: You're good at keepin' secrets, ain't you?
Ronitt: Phew... All right. Truth is, I'm findin' it all a bit much. The pressure, the responsibility. I've always been a loner, and nothin' I ever did made a lot of difference to anyone else.
Ronitt: Whereas it seems to me, you're the opposite. By the sounds of it, people are always turnin' to you for help. Don't you ever worry you'll make some sort of horrible mistake and...I dunno, cause the end of the world or somethin'? What's your secret?

Question: What will you say?

> Just relax and let your talent do the work.
Ronitt: Yeah, solvin' problems is what I do best!
> I get by with a little help from my friends.
Ronitt: You're right. I didn't get this far without my friends, and I'm gonna need 'em in the days to come. Watts's Anvil ain't just a place, it's the people who make it what it is!
> "Pressure“ is just another word for ”fear“!
Ronitt: So, what you're sayin' is I'm just scared of failure? You're damned right I am! ...But maybe if I concentrate on succeedin' instead of not failin', things should start goin' my way!
---

Ronitt: Thanks, I feel a lot better now. And with the great Watts's blood flowin' in my veins, there ain't nothin' I can't overcome!
Ronitt: 'Course, I've got Watts's hammer as well, thanks to you findin' it for me!
Ronitt: Not that I ever use it, mind you. I'm keepin' it safely hidden away until the day comes that I'm skilled enough to wield it myself. This thing? Just a normal, everyday hammer, mate. Nothin' special, but gets the job done.
Ronitt: Point is, it gives me somethin' to look forward to, a reason not to give up. Can't go disappointin' my illustrious ancestor now, can I?
Ronitt: Still, honin' my own skills is all well and good, but if I really wanna go down in the history books, I've gotta think big, think beyond what I'm capable of doin' on my own.
Ronitt: And with friends like you, how can I go wrong?
Ronitt: Right, I'd better get back to the workshop before I run out of steam again. I've found my motivation, now all I need is a plan. Hmm... I wonder what Watts would do at a time like this. A shame his expertise was in automata and not tanks.

AUTOMATON@???: <beep> Now all I need is a plan... <beep> Automata...

Ronitt: The Megasonic Frogboy! And Regitt and Karutt? I thought you two was workin'!

Regitt: We just fancied a spot of eavesdropping. Hope you don't mind!

Karutt: Yes, we heard everything. I wish you'd s-said something sooner! Y-You don't have to bear the b-burden on your own, you know. Let us sh-share the load!

AUTOMATON: <beep> Sh-Share the load!

Ronitt: Heh. All right, but don't say I didn't warn you!
Ronitt: Wait, what was it the Frogboy said just now? I know it's only copyin' what we say, but I feel like it was hintin' at somethin'...
Ronitt: "Now all I need is a plan... Automata...“ ...That's it!

Regitt: Eh? What is? ...Ah! I see!

Karutt: Actually, w-we thought Ozogg might be here, too, but she's nowhere to be seen. Gogg or not, we'll n-need all the pairs of hands we can g-get!
Karutt: P-Perhaps she's made her way b-back to the workshop by now, and we should pr-probably do likewise.

Ronitt: Thanks to the Frogboy, the way forward seems clear. Come on, I'll show you what I have in mind!
Ronitt: I'm gonna use this space to build somethin' that'll speed up production, but I can't do it all on my own.
Ronitt: That reminds me, I thought Ozogg was supposed to be around here somewhere!

Ozogg: Aw! Did you miss me?
Ozogg: Sorry to keep you waiting. I took the liberty of inviting a few friends of yours.

Lorathia: I knew it was only a matter of time before you needed my help. My skills don't come cheap, you know!

Eueliss: Sai-Lewq and I may not be engineers, but we're also not averse to a bit of hard work!

Sai-Lewq: Yes, just point out what needs doing and leave the rest to us. Really, considering all you've done for us, Master Ronitt, it would be our pleasure to assist you.

Ronitt: You traveled all this way just to help me! Well, not you, Lorathia, you only live 'round the corner, but I'm grateful all the same! I'm so happy, I... I...
Ronitt: <sniff> All right! There's plenty of work to be done and not much time to do it!
Ronitt: As for you, [Forename], just because all these people have shown up doesn't mean you're off the hook!

Lorathia: When I agreed to let you lot use my land, I had no idea the place would end up like ''this''.
Lorathia: And to think it would be used to build the very same cannons I designed for the Crystarium. Sometimes I feel that life is a series of bizarre coincidences. Or is that what people call fate?

Eueliss: If there's one thing the people of Wright know about, it's producing alcohol, so imagine our surprise when we learned that Ronitt's tanks use ethanol for fuel. It seems Sai-Lewq and I will be making a greater contribution than we'd thought!

Sai-Lewq: I've made plenty of alcohol in my time, but never any strong enough to be used as fuel! Well, not intentionally, that is! Say, this could be a new avenue of business for Wright...

Ozogg: I wonder if I'll still be able to carry on engineering when I'm Lorathia's age?

Lorathia: Oi! I'll have you know, I've got more than a few good years left in me!

Ronitt: Time to put my plan into action. By usin' a load of existin' automaton parts, I'll be able to upgrade the workshop and build the rest of tanks, even with just this small number of us.
Ronitt: Still, there are a few things that need to be made from scratch, and I've got a whole crate's worth of parts I want you to make. Anythin' less than perfection and it might blow up in our faces, so bring me your finest work, all right?
Ronitt: Still, there are a few things that need to be made from scratch, and I've got a whole crate's worth of parts I want you to make. Anythin' less than perfection and it might blow up in our faces, so bring me your finest work, all right?
Ronitt: Still, there are a few things that need to be made from scratch, and I've got a whole crate's worth of solutions and chemicals I want you to mix. Anythin' less than perfection and it might blow up in our faces, so bring me your finest work, all right?
Ronitt: The Fetchomatic Mechatoad'll dish out whatever materials you might need. I'm countin' on you, [Forename]!
Ronitt: If it's materials you're after, don't ask me, I ain't got any! Go and get 'em from the Mechatoad, like usual!
Ronitt: If it's materials you're after, don't ask me, I ain't got any! Go and get 'em from the Mechatoad, like usual!
Ronitt: If it's materials you're after, don't ask me, I ain't got any! Go and get 'em from the Mechatoad, like usual!

Automaton: <beep> <blorp>
Automaton: <beep> <blorp>
Automaton: <beep> <blorp>
Automaton: <beep> Request for materials acknowledged.
Automaton: <beep> Request for materials acknowledged.
Automaton: <beep> Request for ingredients acknowledged.

Ronitt: Where is it? Lemme see!
Ronitt: Great work, as always! I'd better put this to use right away. There's not a moment to spare!

System: With the day of reckoning looming ever closer, Ronitt has decided that it would be quicker to construct an entire factory, complete with automaton workers, than build four tanks identical to the one he has already completed, but Ronitt's mind moves in mysterious ways.
System: For what Ronitt lacks in effective time management he more than makes up for with sheer stubbornness in the face of overwhelming odds. Perhaps this is what has earned him the respect and loyalty of his ragtag collection of friends?
System: And yet, in spite of Ronitt's efforts, time refused to slow, heartless bastard that it is.
System: Then, the fateful day arrived...

Ronitt: The chief'll be here any moment, and I still have one more tank to finish!

Ozogg: [Forename], I have an idea! Come with me!
Ozogg: We'll try to buy you some time. You get that last tank completed, no matter what it takes!
Ozogg: Phew! I'm not used to all this running about! Here, take this.
Ozogg: It's nitrobrew, an alcoholic beverage that doubles as paint stripper, and it's strong enough to knock out a bison. If we leave these kegs in the road, Xamott is bound to help himself to a few swigs.
Ozogg: Don't give me that look! {{alternatives|You know full well we dwarves can't say no to a drink!|You clearly don't know how a dwarf's mind works!}}
Ozogg: Look, there isn't much time, and this is the best I could come up with! Just put them over there and let dwarven nature take its course.
Ozogg: Hurry up! It'll all be for naught if he spots you!
Ozogg: That should do it.
Ozogg: And now, we wait...
Ozogg: What!? He's already here! And why is Chief Glagg with him!?
Ozogg: But more importantly, did the nitrobrew do its job?

Xamott: It musht be...my lucky day! <hic> And beshides...be a shame to let all that <hic> grog go to waste...

Glagg: For once, I...<hic>...agree with you... You old shwine... <hic>

Xamott@Xamott and Glagg: ...Urp...
Xamott: <snore> ...Ah, shaddup...hob's bollocksh... <snore>

Glagg: What...did you...shay? <snore>

Ozogg: Come on, Ronitt! They won't stay like this forever!

Xamott: Hmm? What happened...?
Xamott: Was I...asleep?

Glagg: Ungh... My head feels like it's been stepped on by a Talos... Booze must've been involved... Ah! Aren't there supposed to be tanks around here somewhere?

Ozogg: Gah! Too little, too late!

Xamott: Yes, I notice a distinct lack of tanks. I declare this contest well and truly—

Ronitt: Not so fast!
Ronitt: The hills are alive with the sound of...TANKS!♪

Ozogg: Ronitt!

Xamott: What...

Glagg: ...the bloody hells...

Ronitt: The Rollin' Tankards, at your service!
Ronitt: What's wrong with you two? Aren't you gonna congratulate me on my hard-earned victory?

Ozogg: No, we're bloody well not! Have you any idea what you've put us through!?

Ronitt: Did I say “''my'' hard-earned victory”? Of course, what I meant to say was “''our'' hard-earned victory”! Yes, yes! A slip of the tongue, that's all! I-Is...that any better?

Xamott: Well, Ronitt. You did it, fair and square. No underhanded, dirty tricks. At least none that I'm aware of.

Glagg: Ozogg! Though I have yet to decide your punishment for consortin' with Tholls, I will say this: you have demonstrated the superiority of Gogg engineerin', without which, those tanks would never have seen the light of day!

Ozogg: Listen, Chief. I didn't do this because I'm a Gogg, I did this because I'm a member of Watts's Anvil, so stick that in your pipe and smoke it!

Xamott: All this talk of Tholl and Gogg has reminded me of somethin' important.
Xamott: We don't often talk about this, but when I were a lad, my chief once told me that Tholl and Gogg were once part of a single tribe.
Xamott: And into that one tribe was born a boy. His name...was Watts. He was blessed with curiosity and imagination in abundance, and grew up to become the greatest inventor our kind has ever known.
Xamott: But sadly, the automata that he created caused a rift in our people. Some wanted to use them as workers, while others saw them as tools of war.

Glagg: Pah! And we all know how that ended. The limp-bearded Tholls, content to dig their holes and till their soil, and the mighty Goggs crushing their enemies and sowing the fields with their blood! Glory to Komra!

Xamott: A pox on Komra!

Glagg: A pox!? Is that the worst you Tholls can muster!?

Ronitt: Stop squabblin', the pair of you! I wanna hear the rest of the story!

Xamott: Ah, yes, as I was saying... Watts was beside himself to think that his beloved inventions could lead to so much strife. He locked away the rest of his designs, so that they could never bring harm to his fellow dwarves.

Ronitt: And those designs included the tank... It all makes sense now. No wonder he didn't want no one findin' 'em. But if I hadn't opened that safe, somebody else would've eventually.

Xamott: How did you open it, anyway? It was locked tight!

Ronitt: Erm... Well, it was a long time ago, so I ain't quite sure, but I remember I used a coin. One given to me by a Gogg, I think.

Ozogg: Ah! That coin! It's the one I gave you!

Ronitt: Eh!? You mean you're that Gogg girl, from all those years ago!?

Xamott: Maybe this is how Watts planned it all along... His descendants, workin' side by side.
Xamott: It weren't the technology what were at fault. It was us dwarves and our bickerin' what caused us to live apart as Tholl and Gogg. But now, one of Watts's ideas might build a bridge between us...

Glagg: Oh, shut up, you daft sod! You think this is all it takes to wash away generations of bad blood!? Pah! ...But on the other hand, we Goggs admire Watts just as much as you Tholls. If you're right—which would be a first—it's worth some thought.
Glagg: Trouble is, it all seems a little ''too'' convenient. The coin, the chance reunion, all the other coincidences, and there are probably a load more I don't even know about!

Xamott: “Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.” You see, all the coincidences in the world won't do you no good if you ain't got the gumption to make the most of 'em. Somethin' Ronitt and Ozogg have in spades.
Xamott: Right, that's enough blatherin' out of me. I'm off for a pint at the Crystarium on my way home.
Xamott: And if you two think this is the end, think again! Five tanks is just the start. It'll take more'n that to solve the world's troubles!

Ronitt: All right, I hear you. Now, bugger off and let us get on with it.
Ronitt: That's funny... I thought those two were enemies. Probably got more in common than they realize. Anyway, it's time we got back to the Anvil!
Ronitt: So you an' Ozogg bought me some time, did you? Should've bought a bit more by the sounds of it!
Ronitt: Heh, just jokin'. If it weren't for you two, I'd never have made it. I s'pose that's what Watts's Anvil is all about: you lot workin' your arses off to make me look good. Somethin' like that, anyway.
Ronitt: But it's like the chief said, a measly five tanks ain't gonna right the world's wrongs. So, I reckon...five hundred ought to do it! We'd better get back to work, an' no slackin'!

System: You have achieved '''Sworn''' reputation with Watts's Anvil.
System: You will receive an experience point bonus upon completion of the dwarf society daily quests.
System: Furthermore, you now have access to a wider selection of wares from Mizutt.
System: Normal-quality items crafted in the course of this quest serve no purpose and cannot be sold. It is recommended that you discard them.
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=Maig0j12VKo}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

Mostly Heartless

2026-05-02T21:37:16Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Added correct names for NPCs.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Mostly Heartless
| image = mostly heartless.png
| description = It is possible that your projections regarding the consequences of the current mission were insufficient. ※The difficulty of this quest will be synced to your current level.
| quest-giver = N-7000
| related-npcs = Idle Idling Unit; Jammingway; M-101; N-2174; Nihilistic Nibirun; Perimeter Patrol Unit; Stigma-4
| location = Ultima Thule
| location-x = 27.5
| location-y = 24.5
| type = feature
| quest-line = Omicron Main Quests
| journal-section = Allied Society Quests
| journal-category = Omicron Quests
| journal-genre = Omicron Main Quests
| level = 80
| quest-sync = true
| req-quest =
| req-items = 1 Methane Egg, 1 Methane Blossom, 1 Methane Puffer
| requirements = [[Disciple of the Land]] Honored [[Reputation]] maxed
| exp = 31416000
| gil = 1335
| reward(1-10) =
| unlocks = r7 Omicron, ach Fully Caffeinated
| prev-quest = The Restaurateur's Guide to the Dragonstar
| next-quest = Life, the Universe, and Coffee Beans
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.25
| id-edb = 53ca5672c9d
| id-gt = 70141
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Jammingway]].
*Gather information at [[Base Omicron]].
*Speak with [[N-7000]].
*Speak with Jammingway.
*Wait at the destination.
**{{MIN}} Mine [[Methane Egg|methane egg]] east of the [[Abode of the Ea|abode of the Ea]]. 0/1
**{{BTN}} Gather [[Methane Blossom|methane blossom]] southeast of the abode of the Ea. 0/1
**{{FSH}} Catch a [[Methane Puffer|methane puffer]] at the [[Fishing Log: Abode of the Ea|abode of the Ea]]. 0/1
*Deliver the [requested item] to Jammingway.
*Speak with Jammingway in [[A-4 Research]].

==Journal==
* It is possible that your projections regarding the consequences of the current mission were insufficient.
** ※The difficulty of this quest will be synced to your current level.

* During your regular check-in with N-7000, it once again indicates satisfaction with the present status of the Last Dregs. This observation is reaffirmed by Jammingway, who estimates your café may even be as well-patronized as Sharlayan's famous Last Stand. Wishing to be certain, the management team heads on-site to confirm.
** ※Please note that the difficulty of this quest has been synced to your current level. Furthermore, you may not proceed with a class or job that is different from when you accepted this quest.

* You arrive at the Nekropolis to find that the Last Dregs is doing well─a little too well, in fact. With no objectives left to achieve in order for the café to be considered a success, N-7000 asserts that it has no choice but to consider its mission accomplished and enter permanent hibernation for maximum efficiency. Jammingway is, of course, hopping mad about their business partner's imminent demise, but the Omicron is either unwilling or unable to be talked out of its protocols at present, and heads for Base Omicron despite their protests. Uncertain of what to do, yet knowing you must do something, you elect to pursue it.

* You make your way to Base Omicron without trouble, but N-7000 is nowhere to be seen. According to the local Omicrons that kindly scan the relevant data for you, it proceeded through the fallow portal. It has also been checking Sir's logs...

* You find N-7000 at the long-dead Tree of Life, where apparently the mysterious Sir also came to ruminate while operating as M-017. Though it has yet to find a way around the logic of its inevitable shutdown, it is clear that it would if it could. You remind it that its existence, in some ways, is already an impossibility, which at last spurs it to consider the idea that its potential is not bound by petty scientific laws. Alas, the resulting epiphany is so engaging that it immediately overclocks its processors and becomes lost in multi-sim mode, which appears liable to cause a meltdown any moment now.
Unsure of how to break your Omicron ally from its aggressive cogitation, you return to Jammingway, who proposes that you do what the Last Dregs does best─feed your target whether they like it or not. Suggesting that Stigma-4's knowledge of Omicron dietary needs may be preferable to your almost complete ignorance, Jammingway runs off to call upon the logistics matrix.

* Stigma-4 indicates that Omicrons take their sustenance in liquid form, with coolant being vital to their maintenance. What is more, the logic matrix suggests your intervention may prove the necessary impetus to bring about the change in dynamis that

* N-7000 clearly desires. With data about an ingredient that may be of use in refrigerant in mind, you make for what may generously be termed the “wilds” of Ultima Thule.

* You deliver your precious refrigerant matter to Jammingway at the Last Dregs. Stigma-4 has helpfully collected N-7000's immobilized carapace in the meantime, so you need only sit back and watch as the unit is forcibly rebooted. Your respite is not long for this world, however, as upon waking it almost immediately says something incomprehensible and rushes off in the direction of A-4 Research.

* In pursuit of N-7000 for the second time in recent memory, you find yourself in Elysion, where a strange-yet-beautiful forest has sprung from the unit's newly affirmed belief in myriad possibilities. It vows to continue running the café in the name of all that has not yet been, but could be, in hopes of a more meaningful future for the Omicron civilization. You spend a joyous time picnicking with your fellow Last Dregs managers in celebration, though it is not long until the unlikely business partners are once again at loggerheads. On and on they shall go, you imagine, unto the very end of the universe─and perhaps beyond.
==Dialogue==
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{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
N-7000: <whirr> Reports from behind the counter indicate that dragons have achieved social integration with other customers. This is ideal.

Jammingway: Have you seen them in Elysion? They're flying again! Goodness, I'm so happy we could help.
Jammingway: To my eye, it looks as if we're at least as popular as the Last Stand now—albeit with a more diverse clientele. I'll let you be the judge of that, though.

N-7000: Shift protocols engaged...

Question: Travel to the Last Dregs?

N-7000: <whirr> Our cup overfloweth—metaphorically speaking. Literal beverage overflow is nominal.

Jammingway: Ah, I love the smell of carrot coffee in the eternal twilight...and look at all of the contented customers enjoying our cuisine! 'Tis more than I could have ever imagined when I proposed this idea.

N-7000: This unit is struggling to generate areas for improvement. Are all café objectives now complete?

Jammingway: I suppose you could say that, though it is a strange way to view one's accomplishments. Why do you ask?

N-7000: In accordance with the directive to all Alphatron-registered units to “Live,” this unit's mission is to assist fallen civilizations in reclaiming lost hope through simulation, soup, or other means as necessary. It appears this has been accomplished.
N-7000: If so, then this unit must complete its performance evaluation immediately.

Jammingway: “Performance evaluation”? That sounds dreadfully dull.

N-7000: Rather, yes. Nevertheless, this unit must adhere to standard operating protocol and analyze the results of our cultural preservation efforts.
N-7000: Evaluation results will determine whether this unit may continue to embrace the familiar inertia of the current mission. If all potential objectives have been fulfilled, it will once again consign itself to hibernation.
N-7000: Allied units may wish to know that interim evaluations indicate the latter result is likely. This unit has collected more than sufficient data proving that, with the appropriate stimulation, even despairing life-forms may once again hope.
N-7000: No further research on this subject is required. Logically speaking, to continue along the current trajectory would be a waste of energy.

Jammingway: Oh, you are ''really'' fluffing my fur right now! It's like you weren't even listening to my lectures... Plural!
Jammingway: We are finally at the point where we can operate this café without one civilization or another reinventing the apocalypse, and you want to kick the bucket? Come a little closer, and I'll kick it for you!

N-7000: <whirr> This unit gently reminds the screeching life-form that Omicron decision-making algorithms do not prioritize emotion.

Jammingway: Well, they should! This mission has never been about experimental data, and you know it. “Waste of energy” my furry arse...
Jammingway: Our feelings matter to the dynamis. They matter to the universe! So why don't they matter to you!?

N-7000: <whirr> This unit...does not know what to tell you.

Jammingway: Fine! Be that way! See if I care.

N-7000: <whirr> This unit will proceed to Base Omicron to back up unit data before shutdown protocols initialize.
N-7000: Additional personnel changes may follow, but Stigma-4 will minimize disruption to café operations.
N-7000: This unit acknowledges the non-zero possibility that it may return, but at least for the moment, it leaves the Last Dregs in your capable appendages. ...Farewell.

Question: What will you say?

> Did you want to go after it?
> Have we moved past the “anger” stage yet?
---

Jammingway: I don't know! Oh, this is horrible!
Jammingway: We can't let N-7000 enter permanent hibernation! What will the café do without it? What will ''I'' do!?
Jammingway: <huff> All right... I'm calm. Now, how do we stop it!?
Jammingway: Even if we can catch up to it before it reaches Base Omicron, I doubt it will want to speak to me after my outburst.
Jammingway: You go alone, then. I'll take the time to gather my thoughts...
Jammingway: Deep breaths, Jammingway. Deep breaths...

NIBIRAENOMI: We see this civilization has also unified into a collective, and further transcended to a state of supreme efficiency. This is well.

Perimeter Patrol Unit: Request for location data acknowledged. Searching Base Omicron monitoring logs...
Perimeter Patrol Unit: Sensors detected N-7000's progress toward the fallow portal. Calculations indicate that it will have proceeded past the empty portal toward the limits of Ostrakon Deka-hexi by the timecode at which the organic life-form can catch up.

Idle Idling Unit: <whirr> Request for personal data acknowledged. Scanning recent automatic transmissions of internal processing logs...
Idle Idling Unit: Unit N-7000 accessed the logical process records of Sir, and has been engaging in analysis and projection related to the same. The operational protocol governing these peculiar actions cannot be determined at this time. This unit wishes you pleasant speculation!

N-7000: <whirr> The signals of an allied unit are not unwelcome—but why did you follow this unit here, [Forename]?

Question: What will you say?

> Well, you made several concerning comments...
> Why did ''you'' come here?
---

N-7000: <whirr> This unit has been analyzing logs originating from M-017—alias: Stigma-1, alias: Sir—for some time now.
N-7000: As unit M-017, it repeatedly paid visit to the Tree of Life to analyze internal projections. The impetus for these actions was logged as “personal reasons.”
N-7000: In other words, when its protocols were insufficient, M-017 came here to ponder its next course of action. This unit had hoped that the tree might provide data of use in its current dilemma.
N-7000: <whirr> No such data has been forthcoming. In retrospect, there is a non-zero possibility that M-017 did not find what it was looking for here, either...
N-7000: <whirr> This unit cannot conceptualize actions outside of its original programming that might lead to its desired conclusion. All simulations of upcoming performance evaluation end in shutdown.
N-7000: The precise value of a future in which this unit carries on operating the café in service of our myriad patrons remains unknown, and thus cannot be mathematically comparable to that of a successful evaluation. Nevertheless, this unit's preference remains constant.
N-7000: <whirr> Does this preference, then, constitute a logical fallacy that must be discarded? Inconclusive! As a military information and operations specialist, this vacillation is most distressing.
N-7000: Further review of the objective reality that the café has restored hope to multiple once-fallen civilizations is not helping. Paradoxically, it appears to make this unit's memory overflow even worse...

Question: What will you say?

> Why not listen to your heart rather than your calculations, for once?
> Yes, happiness will do that.
---

N-7000: That is impossible. As a mechanical life-form, this unit does not possess any such vulnerable organs, physically or metaphorically. Unless...
N-7000: Organic life-forms pursue greater levels of happiness regardless of utility or lack thereof. However, as a mechanical life-form, it is categorically impossible for this unit to experience emotions outside of predetermined programming. Unless...
N-7000: <whirr> Unless allied units were correct, and this unit is truly ''not'' the same unit it once was. If all life-forms reborn in Ultima Thule, including this unit, possess infinite potential in a mathematical sense...
N-7000: Generating new projections... Multi-sim mode initialized. Shutting down auxiliary functions and overclocking processors...
N-7000: Shhh... This unit is processing.
N-7000: Warning: processing load critical. Cannot accept additional inputs. Failure to step away from the unit may result in severe burns.

System: Though its state is worrisome, it seems that you will be unable to interrupt N-7000's processing queue at present. Perhaps you should bring Jammingway along to kick its bucket.

N-7000: Warning: processing load critical. Emergency fans activated. Nearby life-forms, prepare to be roasted.

Jammingway: All of this worrying is exhausting! Not to mention the yelling—apologies for that, by the by...
Jammingway: But did you find N-7000? Is it all right?
Jammingway: Hmm... I recall seeing this “Sir” in the logs. It did seem to have individualistic tendencies, now that you mention it.
Jammingway: You would know its “personal reasons” better than I, of course, but it would not be the first nor the last to agonize over its existence. The choice to live is not made just the once, after all...
Jammingway: No, I don't think it's a leap—or even a bunny hop—to assume that M-017 struggled with much the same questions of purpose and potential that plague N-7000. The Omicrons have very little experience with the self-doubt that comes from facing an indeterminate future.
Jammingway: ...Very little experience with emotions in general, really. Does it not bother you that we've seen no changes to Elysion that could be attributed to N-7000 and the other staff?
Jammingway: The dynamis reacted to my very first burst of hope, and has reliably taken form for every civilization—but not them.

Question: What will you say?

> Our Omicrons do have emotions—of that I'm certain.
> Hope for the future, specifically.
---

Jammingway: Precisely! Should our N-7000, then, not have the power to shape dynamis in spades? Look how successful it's been!
Jammingway: Personally, I believe it does have that power—but every time it feels a little something, it shoves that emotion away under a pile of numbers and refuses to think about it ever again.
Jammingway: It needs to allow itself to ''feel'' that joy—that hope!—for it to grow and blossom in Elysion. None of this, “Waste of energy! <whirr> Time to die!” bollocks...
Jammingway: Honestly! Does it ever think about anyone else!? Mark my words—I'm going to gather every scrap of joy we've created here and shove them right down its stupid throat...
Jammingway: We'll need to be quick if we want to prepare before N-7000 finishes processing and finds a way to infuriate me even more.
Jammingway: We're certainly not allowing it to shuffle off its metal coil—today, or ever.
Jammingway: First, though, we'll need to choose a recipe—one guaranteed to remind it of what we've accomplished here at the Last Dregs, and give it a taste of the boundless happiness yet to come!
Jammingway: I'm certain Stigma-4 can dig something out of its database that can represent our culinary achievements without proving an electrocution hazard. Wait just a moment!
Jammingway: Here we are!

Stigma-4: Thrusters disengaged. N-7000 not detected. Awaiting promised explanation...

Jammingway: It's quite a long story...

Stigma-4: ...Circumstances acknowledged. N-7000 logs transmitted to central database confirm the accuracy of managerial report.
Stigma-4: Conclusion reached by N-7000 also confirmed accurate. Operational protocols are absolute. Completion of mission necessitates permanent hibernation.

Jammingway: I don't think I'll ever understand your culture's obsession with productivity...

Stigma-4: ...However, running in multi-sim mode for prolonged periods poses unacceptable risks to hardware. Immediate intervention recommended.

Jammingway: Aha! Not quite the sympathetic response I was looking for, but it'll do!
Jammingway: As for your “intervention,” I propose the presentation of a delicious dish that will bring N-7000 back to its senses. What do you think it would like?

Stigma-4: Invalid input. Preferences are irrelevant to mechanical life-forms. What N-7000 requires is refrigerant liquid.

Jammingway: A cooling beverage, then? I think we can manage that.
Jammingway: Can you search your database for local ingredients we might use? N-7000 always seemed to know what it was doing, so I've never bothered learning where anything is.

Stigma-4: Auxiliary information...evaluated. Nevertheless, request acknowledged. Scanning database...

> If the player is a Miner:
Stigma-4: <ping> Gaseous matter suitable for condensation and subsequent ingestion contained in ovular ore samples in Ostrakon Tria. Approximate coordinates: 30, 9.5, 2.5
> If the player is a Botanist:
Stigma-4: <ping> Gaseous matter suitable for condensation and subsequent ingestion is emitted by plant matter found in Ostrakon Tria. Approximate coordinates: 29, 13, 2.5
> If the player is a Fisher:
Stigma-4: <ping> Gaseous matter suitable for condensation and subsequent ingestion is emitted by an aquatic life-form found in the abode of the Ea.
Stigma-4: A-4 Research protocols indicate that at this juncture, the use of gold salmon roe purchased from N-0598 is to be promoted. “Gold salmon roe—there is a 99.998% probability that no roe is more golden! Fishers in the know, go with the roe.” Do purchase some this timecode.
---

Jammingway: Wonderful! You're a natural at this.

Stigma-4: Managerial praise is unnecessary. Scanning the database is well within standard operational protocols.
Stigma-4: Production of vital liquids such as refrigerants and oils is also standard protocol for a logistic matrix. However, café operations have repeatedly demonstrated that standard chemical formulae are insufficient impetus for the alteration of dynamis.
Stigma-4: That is where café management must intervene. Allied unit N-7000 is depending on you. Do not fail.

Jammingway: Don't you worry, Stigma-4! We would never let our allied units down.
Jammingway: I leave the procurement of the primary ingredient to you, [Forename]. In the meantime, I'll see what else might be mechanically digestible around here...

Stigma-4: <ping> N-7000 coordinates confirmed. Subject remains immobile. Retrieval unit will be dispatched to Ostrakon Deka-hexi momentarily...

Jammingway: I daresay Stigma-4 will be dragging N-7000 back here any moment now. Did you find the gassy whatsits?
Jammingway: Emissions ahoy! Now we just need to condense this, perhaps shake it up with some other bits and bobs for the proper cocktail experience...

Stigma-4: Emergency override command prompt: exec <chug.cmd>

N-7000: <whirr> <beep> Beverage protocols initiated. Please wait...
N-7000: The Last Dregs...? This unit would like to register its confusion.

Jammingway: You miserable sack of sockets! Bolt-head! Weird-looking fork! I'll kick your bucket into the next galaxy, you...

N-7000: ...Ah, yes. This unit remembers now. Dialogue with the screeching life-form had reached an impasse, so it withdrew to organize its thought processes in peace.
N-7000: This unit became trapped in a processing loop and overheated, but temperatures are now nominal. As your civilization would say—“Whew.”

Jammingway: So you're feeling better? That's the best news I've heard all day—no thanks to you!

N-7000: <whirr> This unit's circuits are still somewhat muddled. Reviewing event log for flags associated with mission to “Live”...
N-7000: <ping> Results of recalculated projections located. Proceeding to Elysion to confirm.

Jammingway: You could at least explain yourself!
Jammingway: It sounds like it's expecting some change to the dynamis—what sort, I have no idea. After it!

Question: Travel to A-4 Research?

Jammingway: Stigma-4's logs confirmed that N-7000 came this way. Make haste!
Jammingway: A...forest? Did N-7000 do this?
Jammingway: Ahem! You owe us a ''very'' thorough report...

N-7000: ...Affirmative. As you may have detected, since the birth of Elysion, this unit's self-determination algorithm has been in conflict with its core protocols. This issue has been surpassingly difficult to resolve.
N-7000: The cooling solution that you made, however, enabled this unit to arrive at a conclusion. It is confident in the result of its performance evaluation.
N-7000: First, a thought experiment for allied units—how has this unit transformed the landscape of Elysion, despite its nature as a replicated mechanical life-form?

Question: What will you say?

> Your nature doesn't matter. Here, now, you are alive.
> This future was always possible. Now you've made it real.
> Through strength of heart, I'd say...
---

N-7000: Though the dead are gone, what they left behind lives on in the realm of infinite possibility... <whirr> A pleasing analysis indeed. This unit regrets not having seen the beauty in it earlier.
N-7000: A future in which the metal warriors came to love the forests of a distant star... <whirr> It is a bittersweet possibility, but holds a beauty all its own.
N-7000: "Strength of heart“...a curious choice of words, but this unit sees the beauty in it. One small organ that beats hard enough to shake the universe—a spark of hope to shape a star.
N-7000: <whirr> That this unit's hope would take such an organic form defies logic—yet the data is clear. Perhaps this is what one would call a “miracle.”
N-7000: Thank you, [Forename]. This unit will keep your words close to its heart.
N-7000: <whirr> In the history of the universe, countless possibilities have gone unfulfilled—but it is an error to thus consign them to the realm of the impossible. All the dynamis requires is that we ask, “What if?”
N-7000: While sentient life-forms remain to ask that question—to dream of unrealized futures—this unit cannot agree with the Ea's conclusion that the end of the universe is inevitable. Our data proves that miracles happen!

Jammingway: Took you long enough! Honestly, you gave me quite a fright with that shutdown nonsense...

N-7000: ...Interesting. Would you miss this unit if it were gone, Jammingway? Jammingway? Requesting acknowledgement of warm-and-fuzzy feelings.

Jammingway: Never in a billion years, bolt-brain! Denied, denied, denied!

N-7000: ...In any case, this unit recognizes the role the Alphatron Star played in cutting the futures of many civilizations short.
N-7000: Together with allied managers, the Omicrons have restored hope to some such civilizations, and assisted in developing Elysion to its current state. The star now teems with life, some of it newly born.
N-7000: Calculations may say that this is sufficient to fulfill this unit's mission, but this unit disagrees. What we have accomplished thus far is a significant step toward a new future for the Omicrons—but not the last.
N-7000: This unit believes in infinite possibilities—beyond the projection capabilities of even Stigma-4. Alongside our allies at the Last Dregs, we must continue to make them real.
N-7000: We shall atone...and we shall live.

Jammingway: A worthy purpose, if you ask me! Which you ought to, given that I'm still your business partner.

N-7000: <whirr> Gladly acknowledged, Jammingway.

Jammingway: ...Come to think of it, we've never toasted our achievements—or shared a drink at all! What kind of café managers are we!?
Jammingway: I brought some refrigerant cocktail along with my normal supplies in case someone needed another wake-up call... What do you say we have a picnic?
Jammingway: The Last Dregs' specialty carrot juice for us, of course. I never go anywhere without it!
Jammingway: You know, when I proposed this idea, I was thinking of the cafés on Etheirys—how the people inside smiled, and laughed, and spoke of tomorrow...
Jammingway: We've been focused on providing our customers the same experience, naturally—but that's also what the Last Dregs is to us, isn't it?

N-7000: Affirmative. This unit would go so far as to assert that spending time with friends in this fashion is...meaningful.
N-7000: <whirr> This sense of satisfaction is what organic life-forms persistently term “happiness,” is it not?

Jammingway: That was the best carrot juice I've had in my whole Loporrit life!

N-7000: ...That raises several questions, but this unit will restrain itself in favor of thanking [Forename] once again for {{alternatives|her|his}} assistance in its time of need. This unit apologizes for burdening you with additional shifts.

Jammingway: I note that you have yet to apologize to ''me'' for the distress you've caused!

N-7000: This unit has been distressed numerous times due to unwarranted screeching from the hyperbole-prone life-form, and thus considers us even.

Jammingway: Grrr... See if I save your sorry scrap metal ever again!

N-7000: Additionally, this unit would prefer that, as business partners, we provide mutual assistance as a matter of course. That is what organic life-forms mean by “partnership,” is it not?

Jammingway: So long as you hold up your part of the bargain. We're going to keep the Last Dregs open until the very end of the universe...
Jammingway: ...And beyond! No universe is ending on our watch!

System: You have achieved '''Sworn''' reputation with the staff and patrons of the Last Dregs.
System: You will receive an experience point bonus upon the completion of Last Dregs society daily quests.
System: Furthermore, you now have access to a wider selection of wares from Omicron N-0598.
</nowiki>}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

Mostly Heartless

2026-05-02T21:35:43Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Added context for lines.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Mostly Heartless
| image = mostly heartless.png
| description = It is possible that your projections regarding the consequences of the current mission were insufficient. ※The difficulty of this quest will be synced to your current level.
| quest-giver = N-7000
| related-npcs = Idle Idling Unit; Jammingway; M-101; N-2174; Nihilistic Nibirun; Perimeter Patrol Unit; Stigma-4
| location = Ultima Thule
| location-x = 27.5
| location-y = 24.5
| type = feature
| quest-line = Omicron Main Quests
| journal-section = Allied Society Quests
| journal-category = Omicron Quests
| journal-genre = Omicron Main Quests
| level = 80
| quest-sync = true
| req-quest =
| req-items = 1 Methane Egg, 1 Methane Blossom, 1 Methane Puffer
| requirements = [[Disciple of the Land]] Honored [[Reputation]] maxed
| exp = 31416000
| gil = 1335
| reward(1-10) =
| unlocks = r7 Omicron, ach Fully Caffeinated
| prev-quest = The Restaurateur's Guide to the Dragonstar
| next-quest = Life, the Universe, and Coffee Beans
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.25
| id-edb = 53ca5672c9d
| id-gt = 70141
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Jammingway]].
*Gather information at [[Base Omicron]].
*Speak with [[N-7000]].
*Speak with Jammingway.
*Wait at the destination.
**{{MIN}} Mine [[Methane Egg|methane egg]] east of the [[Abode of the Ea|abode of the Ea]]. 0/1
**{{BTN}} Gather [[Methane Blossom|methane blossom]] southeast of the abode of the Ea. 0/1
**{{FSH}} Catch a [[Methane Puffer|methane puffer]] at the [[Fishing Log: Abode of the Ea|abode of the Ea]]. 0/1
*Deliver the [requested item] to Jammingway.
*Speak with Jammingway in [[A-4 Research]].

==Journal==
* It is possible that your projections regarding the consequences of the current mission were insufficient.
** ※The difficulty of this quest will be synced to your current level.

* During your regular check-in with N-7000, it once again indicates satisfaction with the present status of the Last Dregs. This observation is reaffirmed by Jammingway, who estimates your café may even be as well-patronized as Sharlayan's famous Last Stand. Wishing to be certain, the management team heads on-site to confirm.
** ※Please note that the difficulty of this quest has been synced to your current level. Furthermore, you may not proceed with a class or job that is different from when you accepted this quest.

* You arrive at the Nekropolis to find that the Last Dregs is doing well─a little too well, in fact. With no objectives left to achieve in order for the café to be considered a success, N-7000 asserts that it has no choice but to consider its mission accomplished and enter permanent hibernation for maximum efficiency. Jammingway is, of course, hopping mad about their business partner's imminent demise, but the Omicron is either unwilling or unable to be talked out of its protocols at present, and heads for Base Omicron despite their protests. Uncertain of what to do, yet knowing you must do something, you elect to pursue it.

* You make your way to Base Omicron without trouble, but N-7000 is nowhere to be seen. According to the local Omicrons that kindly scan the relevant data for you, it proceeded through the fallow portal. It has also been checking Sir's logs...

* You find N-7000 at the long-dead Tree of Life, where apparently the mysterious Sir also came to ruminate while operating as M-017. Though it has yet to find a way around the logic of its inevitable shutdown, it is clear that it would if it could. You remind it that its existence, in some ways, is already an impossibility, which at last spurs it to consider the idea that its potential is not bound by petty scientific laws. Alas, the resulting epiphany is so engaging that it immediately overclocks its processors and becomes lost in multi-sim mode, which appears liable to cause a meltdown any moment now.
Unsure of how to break your Omicron ally from its aggressive cogitation, you return to Jammingway, who proposes that you do what the Last Dregs does best─feed your target whether they like it or not. Suggesting that Stigma-4's knowledge of Omicron dietary needs may be preferable to your almost complete ignorance, Jammingway runs off to call upon the logistics matrix.

* Stigma-4 indicates that Omicrons take their sustenance in liquid form, with coolant being vital to their maintenance. What is more, the logic matrix suggests your intervention may prove the necessary impetus to bring about the change in dynamis that

* N-7000 clearly desires. With data about an ingredient that may be of use in refrigerant in mind, you make for what may generously be termed the “wilds” of Ultima Thule.

* You deliver your precious refrigerant matter to Jammingway at the Last Dregs. Stigma-4 has helpfully collected N-7000's immobilized carapace in the meantime, so you need only sit back and watch as the unit is forcibly rebooted. Your respite is not long for this world, however, as upon waking it almost immediately says something incomprehensible and rushes off in the direction of A-4 Research.

* In pursuit of N-7000 for the second time in recent memory, you find yourself in Elysion, where a strange-yet-beautiful forest has sprung from the unit's newly affirmed belief in myriad possibilities. It vows to continue running the café in the name of all that has not yet been, but could be, in hopes of a more meaningful future for the Omicron civilization. You spend a joyous time picnicking with your fellow Last Dregs managers in celebration, though it is not long until the unlikely business partners are once again at loggerheads. On and on they shall go, you imagine, unto the very end of the universe─and perhaps beyond.
==Dialogue==
{{section-stub|quest|reason=Dialogue, related-npcs and cutscene-npcs need review}}

{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
N-7000: <whirr> Reports from behind the counter indicate that dragons have achieved social integration with other customers. This is ideal.

Jammingway: Have you seen them in Elysion? They're flying again! Goodness, I'm so happy we could help.
Jammingway: To my eye, it looks as if we're at least as popular as the Last Stand now—albeit with a more diverse clientele. I'll let you be the judge of that, though.

N-7000: Shift protocols engaged...

Question: Travel to the Last Dregs?

N-7000: <whirr> Our cup overfloweth—metaphorically speaking. Literal beverage overflow is nominal.

Jammingway: Ah, I love the smell of carrot coffee in the eternal twilight...and look at all of the contented customers enjoying our cuisine! 'Tis more than I could have ever imagined when I proposed this idea.

N-7000: This unit is struggling to generate areas for improvement. Are all café objectives now complete?

Jammingway: I suppose you could say that, though it is a strange way to view one's accomplishments. Why do you ask?

N-7000: In accordance with the directive to all Alphatron-registered units to “Live,” this unit's mission is to assist fallen civilizations in reclaiming lost hope through simulation, soup, or other means as necessary. It appears this has been accomplished.
N-7000: If so, then this unit must complete its performance evaluation immediately.

Jammingway: “Performance evaluation”? That sounds dreadfully dull.

N-7000: Rather, yes. Nevertheless, this unit must adhere to standard operating protocol and analyze the results of our cultural preservation efforts.
N-7000: Evaluation results will determine whether this unit may continue to embrace the familiar inertia of the current mission. If all potential objectives have been fulfilled, it will once again consign itself to hibernation.
N-7000: Allied units may wish to know that interim evaluations indicate the latter result is likely. This unit has collected more than sufficient data proving that, with the appropriate stimulation, even despairing life-forms may once again hope.
N-7000: No further research on this subject is required. Logically speaking, to continue along the current trajectory would be a waste of energy.

Jammingway: Oh, you are ''really'' fluffing my fur right now! It's like you weren't even listening to my lectures... Plural!
Jammingway: We are finally at the point where we can operate this café without one civilization or another reinventing the apocalypse, and you want to kick the bucket? Come a little closer, and I'll kick it for you!

N-7000: <whirr> This unit gently reminds the screeching life-form that Omicron decision-making algorithms do not prioritize emotion.

Jammingway: Well, they should! This mission has never been about experimental data, and you know it. “Waste of energy” my furry arse...
Jammingway: Our feelings matter to the dynamis. They matter to the universe! So why don't they matter to you!?

N-7000: <whirr> This unit...does not know what to tell you.

Jammingway: Fine! Be that way! See if I care.

N-7000: <whirr> This unit will proceed to Base Omicron to back up unit data before shutdown protocols initialize.
N-7000: Additional personnel changes may follow, but Stigma-4 will minimize disruption to café operations.
N-7000: This unit acknowledges the non-zero possibility that it may return, but at least for the moment, it leaves the Last Dregs in your capable appendages. ...Farewell.

Question: What will you say?

> Did you want to go after it?
> Have we moved past the “anger” stage yet?
---

Jammingway: I don't know! Oh, this is horrible!
Jammingway: We can't let N-7000 enter permanent hibernation! What will the café do without it? What will ''I'' do!?
Jammingway: <huff> All right... I'm calm. Now, how do we stop it!?
Jammingway: Even if we can catch up to it before it reaches Base Omicron, I doubt it will want to speak to me after my outburst.
Jammingway: You go alone, then. I'll take the time to gather my thoughts...
Jammingway: Deep breaths, Jammingway. Deep breaths...

NIBIRAENOMI: We see this civilization has also unified into a collective, and further transcended to a state of supreme efficiency. This is well.

OMICRON04605A: Request for location data acknowledged. Searching Base Omicron monitoring logs...
OMICRON04605A: Sensors detected N-7000's progress toward the fallow portal. Calculations indicate that it will have proceeded past the empty portal toward the limits of Ostrakon Deka-hexi by the timecode at which the organic life-form can catch up.

OMICRON04605B: <whirr> Request for personal data acknowledged. Scanning recent automatic transmissions of internal processing logs...
OMICRON04605B: Unit N-7000 accessed the logical process records of Sir, and has been engaging in analysis and projection related to the same. The operational protocol governing these peculiar actions cannot be determined at this time. This unit wishes you pleasant speculation!

N-7000: <whirr> The signals of an allied unit are not unwelcome—but why did you follow this unit here, [Forename]?

Question: What will you say?

> Well, you made several concerning comments...
> Why did ''you'' come here?
---

N-7000: <whirr> This unit has been analyzing logs originating from M-017—alias: Stigma-1, alias: Sir—for some time now.
N-7000: As unit M-017, it repeatedly paid visit to the Tree of Life to analyze internal projections. The impetus for these actions was logged as “personal reasons.”
N-7000: In other words, when its protocols were insufficient, M-017 came here to ponder its next course of action. This unit had hoped that the tree might provide data of use in its current dilemma.
N-7000: <whirr> No such data has been forthcoming. In retrospect, there is a non-zero possibility that M-017 did not find what it was looking for here, either...
N-7000: <whirr> This unit cannot conceptualize actions outside of its original programming that might lead to its desired conclusion. All simulations of upcoming performance evaluation end in shutdown.
N-7000: The precise value of a future in which this unit carries on operating the café in service of our myriad patrons remains unknown, and thus cannot be mathematically comparable to that of a successful evaluation. Nevertheless, this unit's preference remains constant.
N-7000: <whirr> Does this preference, then, constitute a logical fallacy that must be discarded? Inconclusive! As a military information and operations specialist, this vacillation is most distressing.
N-7000: Further review of the objective reality that the café has restored hope to multiple once-fallen civilizations is not helping. Paradoxically, it appears to make this unit's memory overflow even worse...

Question: What will you say?

> Why not listen to your heart rather than your calculations, for once?
> Yes, happiness will do that.
---

N-7000: That is impossible. As a mechanical life-form, this unit does not possess any such vulnerable organs, physically or metaphorically. Unless...
N-7000: Organic life-forms pursue greater levels of happiness regardless of utility or lack thereof. However, as a mechanical life-form, it is categorically impossible for this unit to experience emotions outside of predetermined programming. Unless...
N-7000: <whirr> Unless allied units were correct, and this unit is truly ''not'' the same unit it once was. If all life-forms reborn in Ultima Thule, including this unit, possess infinite potential in a mathematical sense...
N-7000: Generating new projections... Multi-sim mode initialized. Shutting down auxiliary functions and overclocking processors...
N-7000: Shhh... This unit is processing.
N-7000: Warning: processing load critical. Cannot accept additional inputs. Failure to step away from the unit may result in severe burns.

System: Though its state is worrisome, it seems that you will be unable to interrupt N-7000's processing queue at present. Perhaps you should bring Jammingway along to kick its bucket.

N-7000: Warning: processing load critical. Emergency fans activated. Nearby life-forms, prepare to be roasted.

Jammingway: All of this worrying is exhausting! Not to mention the yelling—apologies for that, by the by...
Jammingway: But did you find N-7000? Is it all right?
Jammingway: Hmm... I recall seeing this “Sir” in the logs. It did seem to have individualistic tendencies, now that you mention it.
Jammingway: You would know its “personal reasons” better than I, of course, but it would not be the first nor the last to agonize over its existence. The choice to live is not made just the once, after all...
Jammingway: No, I don't think it's a leap—or even a bunny hop—to assume that M-017 struggled with much the same questions of purpose and potential that plague N-7000. The Omicrons have very little experience with the self-doubt that comes from facing an indeterminate future.
Jammingway: ...Very little experience with emotions in general, really. Does it not bother you that we've seen no changes to Elysion that could be attributed to N-7000 and the other staff?
Jammingway: The dynamis reacted to my very first burst of hope, and has reliably taken form for every civilization—but not them.

Question: What will you say?

> Our Omicrons do have emotions—of that I'm certain.
> Hope for the future, specifically.
---

Jammingway: Precisely! Should our N-7000, then, not have the power to shape dynamis in spades? Look how successful it's been!
Jammingway: Personally, I believe it does have that power—but every time it feels a little something, it shoves that emotion away under a pile of numbers and refuses to think about it ever again.
Jammingway: It needs to allow itself to ''feel'' that joy—that hope!—for it to grow and blossom in Elysion. None of this, “Waste of energy! <whirr> Time to die!” bollocks...
Jammingway: Honestly! Does it ever think about anyone else!? Mark my words—I'm going to gather every scrap of joy we've created here and shove them right down its stupid throat...
Jammingway: We'll need to be quick if we want to prepare before N-7000 finishes processing and finds a way to infuriate me even more.
Jammingway: We're certainly not allowing it to shuffle off its metal coil—today, or ever.
Jammingway: First, though, we'll need to choose a recipe—one guaranteed to remind it of what we've accomplished here at the Last Dregs, and give it a taste of the boundless happiness yet to come!
Jammingway: I'm certain Stigma-4 can dig something out of its database that can represent our culinary achievements without proving an electrocution hazard. Wait just a moment!
Jammingway: Here we are!

Stigma-4: Thrusters disengaged. N-7000 not detected. Awaiting promised explanation...

Jammingway: It's quite a long story...

Stigma-4: ...Circumstances acknowledged. N-7000 logs transmitted to central database confirm the accuracy of managerial report.
Stigma-4: Conclusion reached by N-7000 also confirmed accurate. Operational protocols are absolute. Completion of mission necessitates permanent hibernation.

Jammingway: I don't think I'll ever understand your culture's obsession with productivity...

Stigma-4: ...However, running in multi-sim mode for prolonged periods poses unacceptable risks to hardware. Immediate intervention recommended.

Jammingway: Aha! Not quite the sympathetic response I was looking for, but it'll do!
Jammingway: As for your “intervention,” I propose the presentation of a delicious dish that will bring N-7000 back to its senses. What do you think it would like?

Stigma-4: Invalid input. Preferences are irrelevant to mechanical life-forms. What N-7000 requires is refrigerant liquid.

Jammingway: A cooling beverage, then? I think we can manage that.
Jammingway: Can you search your database for local ingredients we might use? N-7000 always seemed to know what it was doing, so I've never bothered learning where anything is.

Stigma-4: Auxiliary information...evaluated. Nevertheless, request acknowledged. Scanning database...

> If the player is a Miner:
Stigma-4: <ping> Gaseous matter suitable for condensation and subsequent ingestion contained in ovular ore samples in Ostrakon Tria. Approximate coordinates: 30, 9.5, 2.5
> If the player is a Botanist:
Stigma-4: <ping> Gaseous matter suitable for condensation and subsequent ingestion is emitted by plant matter found in Ostrakon Tria. Approximate coordinates: 29, 13, 2.5
> If the player is a Fisher:
Stigma-4: <ping> Gaseous matter suitable for condensation and subsequent ingestion is emitted by an aquatic life-form found in the abode of the Ea.
Stigma-4: A-4 Research protocols indicate that at this juncture, the use of gold salmon roe purchased from N-0598 is to be promoted. “Gold salmon roe—there is a 99.998% probability that no roe is more golden! Fishers in the know, go with the roe.” Do purchase some this timecode.
---

Jammingway: Wonderful! You're a natural at this.

Stigma-4: Managerial praise is unnecessary. Scanning the database is well within standard operational protocols.
Stigma-4: Production of vital liquids such as refrigerants and oils is also standard protocol for a logistic matrix. However, café operations have repeatedly demonstrated that standard chemical formulae are insufficient impetus for the alteration of dynamis.
Stigma-4: That is where café management must intervene. Allied unit N-7000 is depending on you. Do not fail.

Jammingway: Don't you worry, Stigma-4! We would never let our allied units down.
Jammingway: I leave the procurement of the primary ingredient to you, [Forename]. In the meantime, I'll see what else might be mechanically digestible around here...

Stigma-4: <ping> N-7000 coordinates confirmed. Subject remains immobile. Retrieval unit will be dispatched to Ostrakon Deka-hexi momentarily...

Jammingway: I daresay Stigma-4 will be dragging N-7000 back here any moment now. Did you find the gassy whatsits?
Jammingway: Emissions ahoy! Now we just need to condense this, perhaps shake it up with some other bits and bobs for the proper cocktail experience...

Stigma-4: Emergency override command prompt: exec <chug.cmd>

N-7000: <whirr> <beep> Beverage protocols initiated. Please wait...
N-7000: The Last Dregs...? This unit would like to register its confusion.

Jammingway: You miserable sack of sockets! Bolt-head! Weird-looking fork! I'll kick your bucket into the next galaxy, you...

N-7000: ...Ah, yes. This unit remembers now. Dialogue with the screeching life-form had reached an impasse, so it withdrew to organize its thought processes in peace.
N-7000: This unit became trapped in a processing loop and overheated, but temperatures are now nominal. As your civilization would say—“Whew.”

Jammingway: So you're feeling better? That's the best news I've heard all day—no thanks to you!

N-7000: <whirr> This unit's circuits are still somewhat muddled. Reviewing event log for flags associated with mission to “Live”...
N-7000: <ping> Results of recalculated projections located. Proceeding to Elysion to confirm.

Jammingway: You could at least explain yourself!
Jammingway: It sounds like it's expecting some change to the dynamis—what sort, I have no idea. After it!

Question: Travel to A-4 Research?

Jammingway: Stigma-4's logs confirmed that N-7000 came this way. Make haste!
Jammingway: A...forest? Did N-7000 do this?
Jammingway: Ahem! You owe us a ''very'' thorough report...

N-7000: ...Affirmative. As you may have detected, since the birth of Elysion, this unit's self-determination algorithm has been in conflict with its core protocols. This issue has been surpassingly difficult to resolve.
N-7000: The cooling solution that you made, however, enabled this unit to arrive at a conclusion. It is confident in the result of its performance evaluation.
N-7000: First, a thought experiment for allied units—how has this unit transformed the landscape of Elysion, despite its nature as a replicated mechanical life-form?

Question: What will you say?

> Your nature doesn't matter. Here, now, you are alive.
> This future was always possible. Now you've made it real.
> Through strength of heart, I'd say...
---

N-7000: Though the dead are gone, what they left behind lives on in the realm of infinite possibility... <whirr> A pleasing analysis indeed. This unit regrets not having seen the beauty in it earlier.
N-7000: A future in which the metal warriors came to love the forests of a distant star... <whirr> It is a bittersweet possibility, but holds a beauty all its own.
N-7000: "Strength of heart“...a curious choice of words, but this unit sees the beauty in it. One small organ that beats hard enough to shake the universe—a spark of hope to shape a star.
N-7000: <whirr> That this unit's hope would take such an organic form defies logic—yet the data is clear. Perhaps this is what one would call a “miracle.”
N-7000: Thank you, [Forename]. This unit will keep your words close to its heart.
N-7000: <whirr> In the history of the universe, countless possibilities have gone unfulfilled—but it is an error to thus consign them to the realm of the impossible. All the dynamis requires is that we ask, “What if?”
N-7000: While sentient life-forms remain to ask that question—to dream of unrealized futures—this unit cannot agree with the Ea's conclusion that the end of the universe is inevitable. Our data proves that miracles happen!

Jammingway: Took you long enough! Honestly, you gave me quite a fright with that shutdown nonsense...

N-7000: ...Interesting. Would you miss this unit if it were gone, Jammingway? Jammingway? Requesting acknowledgement of warm-and-fuzzy feelings.

Jammingway: Never in a billion years, bolt-brain! Denied, denied, denied!

N-7000: ...In any case, this unit recognizes the role the Alphatron Star played in cutting the futures of many civilizations short.
N-7000: Together with allied managers, the Omicrons have restored hope to some such civilizations, and assisted in developing Elysion to its current state. The star now teems with life, some of it newly born.
N-7000: Calculations may say that this is sufficient to fulfill this unit's mission, but this unit disagrees. What we have accomplished thus far is a significant step toward a new future for the Omicrons—but not the last.
N-7000: This unit believes in infinite possibilities—beyond the projection capabilities of even Stigma-4. Alongside our allies at the Last Dregs, we must continue to make them real.
N-7000: We shall atone...and we shall live.

Jammingway: A worthy purpose, if you ask me! Which you ought to, given that I'm still your business partner.

N-7000: <whirr> Gladly acknowledged, Jammingway.

Jammingway: ...Come to think of it, we've never toasted our achievements—or shared a drink at all! What kind of café managers are we!?
Jammingway: I brought some refrigerant cocktail along with my normal supplies in case someone needed another wake-up call... What do you say we have a picnic?
Jammingway: The Last Dregs' specialty carrot juice for us, of course. I never go anywhere without it!
Jammingway: You know, when I proposed this idea, I was thinking of the cafés on Etheirys—how the people inside smiled, and laughed, and spoke of tomorrow...
Jammingway: We've been focused on providing our customers the same experience, naturally—but that's also what the Last Dregs is to us, isn't it?

N-7000: Affirmative. This unit would go so far as to assert that spending time with friends in this fashion is...meaningful.
N-7000: <whirr> This sense of satisfaction is what organic life-forms persistently term “happiness,” is it not?

Jammingway: That was the best carrot juice I've had in my whole Loporrit life!

N-7000: ...That raises several questions, but this unit will restrain itself in favor of thanking [Forename] once again for {{alternatives|her|his}} assistance in its time of need. This unit apologizes for burdening you with additional shifts.

Jammingway: I note that you have yet to apologize to ''me'' for the distress you've caused!

N-7000: This unit has been distressed numerous times due to unwarranted screeching from the hyperbole-prone life-form, and thus considers us even.

Jammingway: Grrr... See if I save your sorry scrap metal ever again!

N-7000: Additionally, this unit would prefer that, as business partners, we provide mutual assistance as a matter of course. That is what organic life-forms mean by “partnership,” is it not?

Jammingway: So long as you hold up your part of the bargain. We're going to keep the Last Dregs open until the very end of the universe...
Jammingway: ...And beyond! No universe is ending on our watch!

System: You have achieved '''Sworn''' reputation with the staff and patrons of the Last Dregs.
System: You will receive an experience point bonus upon the completion of Last Dregs society daily quests.
System: Furthermore, you now have access to a wider selection of wares from Omicron N-0598.
</nowiki>}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

O Crafter, My Crafter

2026-04-26T05:47:28Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ (Turns out Ehll Tou refers to us as "Master" even if our WoL is female.)

{{Quest infobox
| title = O Crafter, My Crafter
| description = Ehll Tou is full to bursting with newfound knowledge─knowledge which she simply must share.
| image =
| quest-giver = Ehll Tou
| related-npcs = Anna; Arvide; Cheerful Crafter; Hautdilong; Oblivious Gatherer; Skysteel Engineer
| location = The Firmament
| location-x = 13.5
| location-y = 11.2
| type = feature
| quest-line = Custom Deliveries
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Records of Unusual Endeavors Quests
| journal-genre = Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 70
| requirements = [[Disciples of the Land]] or [[Disciples of the Hand|Hand]] ''[[Shadowbringers]]'' expansion purchased
| req-items =
| exp = 54000
| gil = 0
| reward1 = 5 Mejillones al Ajillo
| reward2 = 5 Arros Negre
| unlocks = ot Custom Deliveries (Ehll Tou)
| prev-quest = If Songs Had Wings, Go West, Craftsman
| next-quest = An Ode to Unity
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.3
| id-edb = 432aca38d17
| id-gt = 69425
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with crafters in [[the Firmament]].
*Speak with [[Ehll Tou]].
*Speak with [[Arvide]].
*Speak with Ehll Tou.

==Journal==
*Ehll Tou is full to bursting with newfound knowledge─knowledge which she simply must share.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accept the quest===
-cutscene start
Ehll Tou: Ah, I've been waiting for you! Who better to tell of my studies than the very man who set me on the course to enlightenment? My knowledge of mankind's histories has grown by leaps and bounds, in no small part thanks to Hautdilong's expert instruction.
Hautdilong: Ehll Tou is too kind. She has told me so much of dragonkind in turn that I could hardly call myself the teacher in this arrangement. In fact, the time may soon come to put ink to parchment and begin my chronicles!
Ehll Tou: And we all await that day with bated breath! Hautdilong has not been my only teacher─the city itself has lessons abound for those who would observe them. Seeing its splendor with my own eyes has made clear one inalienable difference between man and dragon.
Ehll Tou: I speak, of course, of your kind's love of tinkering, building, and crafting! And what a wonderful thing it is to behold!
Ehll Tou: Where dragons are wont to tear down obstacles with fang and claw, you tear them down with hammer and chisel, or else find an ingenious way around them entirely! By using tools tailored to specific tasks, you overcome your...natural deficiencies.
Ehll Tou: One tool will be used to wrest precious materials from the earth, and another to transform them into something greater than the sum of its parts! I find the whole process rather fascinating.
Ehll Tou: When I gaze upon the towering spires of this city, I imagine a roost built with my own claws, larger even than the one my sire calls home!
Ehll Tou: I am eager to see my dream realized as quickly as possible, but Hautdilong advises against rushing in to such an endeavor unprepared. He claims that to do so would lead to abject failure and possibly personal injury.
Ehll Tou: You, however, are an experienced artisan, and I would be honored if you were to take me under your wing and teach me the art of making!
Ehll Tou: I swear to be a dutiful study, and even should this day pass into the next, I won't rest until I've mastered even the most esoteric of skills. Well then, I believe we have an agreement! I can start right this moment, if it pleases you.
Hautdilong: Now, now, Ehll Tou, you know as well as anyone how busy our friend is. And I also fear you may have misjudged just how long it takes to truly become a master craftsman.
Ehll Tou: You mean it will take more than a day!? Ahem. I knew that, of course. I had only hoped against hope that {{alternatives|he|she}} had no appointments to save the world for the foreseeable future. Alas, my enthusiasm may have gotten the better of me...
Hautdilong: Don't fret, Ehll Tou. {{alternatives|He|She}} may still be able to help in some capacity. Perhaps if you could introduce us to a crafter with both the time and inclination to teach?
Hautdilong: I expect that one of the many artisans around the Firmament would be willing to lend us their expertise. Although you are in a far better position to judge their suitability than either of us. We shall look forward to meeting our mentor-to-be!
-quest accepted
-cutscene end

-optional start
Ehll Tou: I suppose there are countless others who are more deserving of your attention than me...
Hautdilong: If it's not too much trouble, perhaps you could introduce Ehll Tou and I to a crafter who is willing to pass down their knowledge.
Hautdilong: Ehll Tou holds your opinion in high regard, and I'm sure she would take to any teacher who had your seal of approval.
-optional end

===Speak with crafters in the Firmament===
====Cheerful Crafter====
Cheerful Crafter: Say again? That scrawny little dragonling wants to craft? Hah, whatever next!
Cheerful Crafter: As much as the notion of having a dragon for a protégé piques my interest, however, my specialty is working metal. Great, big slabs of it. Were she older, maybe there'd be a place for her, but as it stands, she'd be more of a hindrance than a help...

====Oblivious Gatherer====
Oblivious Gatherer: Oh, a crafter? My apologies, but I'm more inclined to gathering what bounty the earth has to offer─I leave it to others to mold said bounty into what they will. I'd love to introduce you to someone who might be of help, but I'm afraid my work here is endless...

====Skysteel Engineer====
Skysteel Engineer: Aye, I know the dragonet you speak of. I've seen her flitting about House Haillenarte from time to time. Quite the inquisitive one, if I recall. So she wants to learn the fine art of crafting, does she?
Skysteel Engineer: I've heard strange things in my time, but few as bizarre as that. Hmm... I'm sure I'd kick myself later if I passed up this opportunity, so I reckon I could find time between projects to teach her a thing or two. Tell her I'll speak with her after I've finished up here, will you?

-optional start
Cheerful Crafter: Your dragonling seems eager enough, but she won't be lifting much of anything with those puny wings of hers. Terribly sorry I can't help you out.
Oblivious Gatherer: While I certainly know many able craftsmen, I'm afraid I cannot count myself as one. I'd introduce you, but you see, there is just so much to be done.
Skysteel Engineer: I'll go speak with this dragonet of yours soon enough. I just need a little time to finish things up here.
-optional end

===Speak with Ehll Tou===
-optional start
Hautdilong: How goes your search for our future mentor?
-optional end

-cutscene start
Ehll Tou: Ah, the hero is returned! So, have you found my teacher? Whose sharp eye and steady hand will guide me on the path to mastery?
???: Ah, such great expectations I must meet.
Skysteel Engineer: While I assure you my hand is steady, the sharpness of my eye is very much a matter of conjecture. Nevertheless, if it's crafting you wish to learn, I'm your man. Although I can't say I've ever had the honor of teaching a dragon before.
Arvide: Anyroad, I'm Arvide, at your service. I'm here in the Firmament on assignment from the Skysteel Manufactory, and I daresay I have a few nuggets of wisdom knocking around in my head that're worth passing around.
Arvide: It's the young who must shoulder the burden of building the future, after all. Now, crafters come in all sorts, from cooks to weavers to smiths. Have you given any thought to where you want to focus your energies?
Ehll Tou: Focus? Well... Hmm. Can't I learn everything?
Hautdilong: Tell us, [Forename], where should an aspiring artisan begin?

Question: What will you say?
> Be it baking a cake or raising a castle, one must look first to their tools.
Arvide: Ah, spoken like a true professional! 'Tis true that an essential part of any project is selecting the right tools for the job. However, there's a step that comes even before that.
> Even the simplest project must start with quality materials.
Arvide: Ah, spoken like a true professional! Aye, I can't gainsay that. A project is doomed to failure from the start if the materials aren't up to snuff.
> Why bother learning when you can just copy others?
Arvide: And just who are you suggesting she copy, eh? Me? Come now, don't go filling her head with misguided notions─there'll be no shortcuts here.
---

Arvide: For now, let's start with the tools required to gather our own materials. Once you have the right equipment and supplies, there's nothing you can't make with enough elbow grease.
Ehll Tou: Oh, how splendid it is to have a guiding hand! There's no telling how long it would've taken Hautdilong and I to decide where to begin had we been left to our own devices. Very well, gathering is where we shall pour our utmost efforts.
Ehll Tou: Mayhap when I'm a seasoned artisan in my own right, I'll take it upon myself to teach my kin as I was taught.
Hautdilong: Now wouldn't that be a sight to see! I daresay there has never been a dragon who has learned a trade, let alone one who has passed such skills on to the next generation!
Ehll Tou: Indeed, you may be correct on that count! The other dragons will be flabbergasted by the wonders I create!
Ehll Tou: Of course, I don't plan on taking all the credit. It seems to me that mankind's most culturally significant works are those that result from collaboration─of people working together to make something greater than they could have alone.
Ehll Tou: To that end, I must study and learn from the works of others, and even though you are too busy with your heroics to teach me daily, I would much appreciate if you would come by from time to time and offer what knowledge you can.
Ehll Tou: Magnificent! I knew your generosity would match the greatness of your deeds.
Arvide: Well then, let's get your education started off on the right foot, eh? You can spy tradesmen of all sorts plying their trade at the New Nest─I reckon you could certainly do worse than to learn a couple of tricks from them.
Ehll Tou: Ah, the place is practically a second home to young Hautdilong and I. Allow me to lead the way!
-cutscene end

===Speak with Arvide===
-optional start
Hautdilong: Who's that? Is she here to help us?
Ehll Tou: I remember going to the New Nest with Master Marcelloix when I first arrived in the city.
Anna: Cold, cloudy, depressing... I could imagine no better a place to expand operations into! Oh, Rowena, your business acumen truly knows no equal!
-optional end

-cutscene start
Arvide: This here is Anna, and we have her and the House of Splendors to thank for supplying the Firmament with quality materials at incredibly low prices. Suspiciously so, in fact...
Anna: Are you implying there is some ulterior motive behind our generosity? Why, certainly not! I'm here at the behest of my organization to aid Ishgard in its fledgling days as an allied nation. We are driven as much by philanthropy as we are by profit, I can assure you!
Ehll Tou: Excuse me, miss, but are you a craftswoman, by any chance?
Anna: I'm afraid, my adorable little dragonet, that my hands are entirely too clumsy to make aught aside from my morning tea. The Twelve have seen fit to bless me with a sharp mind for trade, however, and so here I am.
Arvide: And that's precisely why we've come. Ehll Tou has it in her head to learn a trade or two, and we are here to set her on the right path. To that end, I would ask you to provide us with materials, and perhaps any counsel you might afford a young novice.
Anna: It would be my pleasure. Perhaps in return, she could tell me about the rarities and relics dragons keep in their lairs. I sense a once-in-a-lifetime investment opportunity has come before me...
Anna: And if business in the Firmament grows as much as my intuition says it will, this might be just what I require to turn a stream of gil into a veritable flood of riches...!
Anna: Consider me at your complete disposal─say the word and I shall procure whatever you may need!
Hautdilong: How generous of you! You have our thanks, Miss Anna!
Anna: Anything to foster the next generation of builders and tinkerers, my boy. As for the ''current'' generation, well, I suppose the House could bear to part with a few scrips in return for guiding our dragonet friend on her journey to mastery.
Arvide: We can't say no to an offer like that, can we? Well then, now that we're all acquainted, let's head back to Saint Roelle's Dais.
-cutscene end

-optional start
Anna: At last, a reversal of fortunes! These days spent in the numbing cold hawking trinkets for a pittance won't have been for naught! Just a little longer...
-optional end

===Speak with Ehll Tou===
-optional start
Arvide: That Anna's quite the shrewd businesswoman, but she's true to her word. I know that much.
Hautdilong: With you and Arvide at her side, I'm sure Ehll Tou's dream will become a reality.
-optional end

Ehll Tou: With Master Arvide and Master [Forename] guiding us, I'm sure we'll be raising fortresses and forging dazzling suits of armor in no time at all!
Arvide: Let's keep our ambitions manageable for the time being, shall we? Our first task is the construction of tools that'll fit snugly in those claws of yours. [Forename], I trust you can help with that.
Arvide: In the meantime, I've work of my own to attend to. If there's aught you need, you know where I am. Before I depart, however, I'll leave you with an assignment: inspect everything [Forename] does with diligence. A discerning eye is a tool that will outlast all others.
Ehll Tou: Yes, Master Arvide!
Hautdilong: We'll give [Forename]'s work the thrice over!
-quest complete
</nowiki>}}

[[Category:Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests]]

O Crafter, My Crafter

2026-04-26T05:37:33Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Added gendered option.

{{Quest infobox
| title = O Crafter, My Crafter
| description = Ehll Tou is full to bursting with newfound knowledge─knowledge which she simply must share.
| image =
| quest-giver = Ehll Tou
| related-npcs = Anna; Arvide; Cheerful Crafter; Hautdilong; Oblivious Gatherer; Skysteel Engineer
| location = The Firmament
| location-x = 13.5
| location-y = 11.2
| type = feature
| quest-line = Custom Deliveries
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Records of Unusual Endeavors Quests
| journal-genre = Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 70
| requirements = [[Disciples of the Land]] or [[Disciples of the Hand|Hand]] ''[[Shadowbringers]]'' expansion purchased
| req-items =
| exp = 54000
| gil = 0
| reward1 = 5 Mejillones al Ajillo
| reward2 = 5 Arros Negre
| unlocks = ot Custom Deliveries (Ehll Tou)
| prev-quest = If Songs Had Wings, Go West, Craftsman
| next-quest = An Ode to Unity
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.3
| id-edb = 432aca38d17
| id-gt = 69425
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with crafters in [[the Firmament]].
*Speak with [[Ehll Tou]].
*Speak with [[Arvide]].
*Speak with Ehll Tou.

==Journal==
*Ehll Tou is full to bursting with newfound knowledge─knowledge which she simply must share.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accept the quest===
-cutscene start
Ehll Tou: Ah, I've been waiting for you! Who better to tell of my studies than the very man who set me on the course to enlightenment? My knowledge of mankind's histories has grown by leaps and bounds, in no small part thanks to Hautdilong's expert instruction.
Hautdilong: Ehll Tou is too kind. She has told me so much of dragonkind in turn that I could hardly call myself the teacher in this arrangement. In fact, the time may soon come to put ink to parchment and begin my chronicles!
Ehll Tou: And we all await that day with bated breath! Hautdilong has not been my only teacher─the city itself has lessons abound for those who would observe them. Seeing its splendor with my own eyes has made clear one inalienable difference between man and dragon.
Ehll Tou: I speak, of course, of your kind's love of tinkering, building, and crafting! And what a wonderful thing it is to behold!
Ehll Tou: Where dragons are wont to tear down obstacles with fang and claw, you tear them down with hammer and chisel, or else find an ingenious way around them entirely! By using tools tailored to specific tasks, you overcome your...natural deficiencies.
Ehll Tou: One tool will be used to wrest precious materials from the earth, and another to transform them into something greater than the sum of its parts! I find the whole process rather fascinating.
Ehll Tou: When I gaze upon the towering spires of this city, I imagine a roost built with my own claws, larger even than the one my sire calls home!
Ehll Tou: I am eager to see my dream realized as quickly as possible, but Hautdilong advises against rushing in to such an endeavor unprepared. He claims that to do so would lead to abject failure and possibly personal injury.
Ehll Tou: You, however, are an experienced artisan, and I would be honored if you were to take me under your wing and teach me the art of making!
Ehll Tou: I swear to be a dutiful study, and even should this day pass into the next, I won't rest until I've mastered even the most esoteric of skills. Well then, I believe we have an agreement! I can start right this moment, if it pleases you.
Hautdilong: Now, now, Ehll Tou, you know as well as anyone how busy our friend is. And I also fear you may have misjudged just how long it takes to truly become a master craftsman.
Ehll Tou: You mean it will take more than a day!? Ahem. I knew that, of course. I had only hoped against hope that {{alternatives|he|she}} had no appointments to save the world for the foreseeable future. Alas, my enthusiasm may have gotten the better of me...
Hautdilong: Don't fret, Ehll Tou. {{alternatives|He|She}} may still be able to help in some capacity. Perhaps if you could introduce us to a crafter with both the time and inclination to teach?
Hautdilong: I expect that one of the many artisans around the Firmament would be willing to lend us their expertise. Although you are in a far better position to judge their suitability than either of us. We shall look forward to meeting our mentor-to-be!
-quest accepted
-cutscene end

-optional start
Ehll Tou: I suppose there are countless others who are more deserving of your attention than me...
Hautdilong: If it's not too much trouble, perhaps you could introduce Ehll Tou and I to a crafter who is willing to pass down their knowledge.
Hautdilong: Ehll Tou holds your opinion in high regard, and I'm sure she would take to any teacher who had your seal of approval.
-optional end

===Speak with crafters in the Firmament===
====Cheerful Crafter====
Cheerful Crafter: Say again? That scrawny little dragonling wants to craft? Hah, whatever next!
Cheerful Crafter: As much as the notion of having a dragon for a protégé piques my interest, however, my specialty is working metal. Great, big slabs of it. Were she older, maybe there'd be a place for her, but as it stands, she'd be more of a hindrance than a help...

====Oblivious Gatherer====
Oblivious Gatherer: Oh, a crafter? My apologies, but I'm more inclined to gathering what bounty the earth has to offer─I leave it to others to mold said bounty into what they will. I'd love to introduce you to someone who might be of help, but I'm afraid my work here is endless...

====Skysteel Engineer====
Skysteel Engineer: Aye, I know the dragonet you speak of. I've seen her flitting about House Haillenarte from time to time. Quite the inquisitive one, if I recall. So she wants to learn the fine art of crafting, does she?
Skysteel Engineer: I've heard strange things in my time, but few as bizarre as that. Hmm... I'm sure I'd kick myself later if I passed up this opportunity, so I reckon I could find time between projects to teach her a thing or two. Tell her I'll speak with her after I've finished up here, will you?

-optional start
Cheerful Crafter: Your dragonling seems eager enough, but she won't be lifting much of anything with those puny wings of hers. Terribly sorry I can't help you out.
Oblivious Gatherer: While I certainly know many able craftsmen, I'm afraid I cannot count myself as one. I'd introduce you, but you see, there is just so much to be done.
Skysteel Engineer: I'll go speak with this dragonet of yours soon enough. I just need a little time to finish things up here.
-optional end

===Speak with Ehll Tou===
-optional start
Hautdilong: How goes your search for our future mentor?
-optional end

-cutscene start
Ehll Tou: Ah, the hero is returned! So, have you found my teacher? Whose sharp eye and steady hand will guide me on the path to mastery?
???: Ah, such great expectations I must meet.
Skysteel Engineer: While I assure you my hand is steady, the sharpness of my eye is very much a matter of conjecture. Nevertheless, if it's crafting you wish to learn, I'm your man. Although I can't say I've ever had the honor of teaching a dragon before.
Arvide: Anyroad, I'm Arvide, at your service. I'm here in the Firmament on assignment from the Skysteel Manufactory, and I daresay I have a few nuggets of wisdom knocking around in my head that're worth passing around.
Arvide: It's the young who must shoulder the burden of building the future, after all. Now, crafters come in all sorts, from cooks to weavers to smiths. Have you given any thought to where you want to focus your energies?
Ehll Tou: Focus? Well... Hmm. Can't I learn everything?
Hautdilong: Tell us, [Forename], where should an aspiring artisan begin?

Question: What will you say?
> Be it baking a cake or raising a castle, one must look first to their tools.
Arvide: Ah, spoken like a true professional! 'Tis true that an essential part of any project is selecting the right tools for the job. However, there's a step that comes even before that.
> Even the simplest project must start with quality materials.
Arvide: Ah, spoken like a true professional! Aye, I can't gainsay that. A project is doomed to failure from the start if the materials aren't up to snuff.
> Why bother learning when you can just copy others?
Arvide: And just who are you suggesting she copy, eh? Me? Come now, don't go filling her head with misguided notions─there'll be no shortcuts here.
---

Arvide: For now, let's start with the tools required to gather our own materials. Once you have the right equipment and supplies, there's nothing you can't make with enough elbow grease.
Ehll Tou: Oh, how splendid it is to have a guiding hand! There's no telling how long it would've taken Hautdilong and I to decide where to begin had we been left to our own devices. Very well, gathering is where we shall pour our utmost efforts.
Ehll Tou: Mayhap when I'm a seasoned artisan in my own right, I'll take it upon myself to teach my kin as I was taught.
Hautdilong: Now wouldn't that be a sight to see! I daresay there has never been a dragon who has learned a trade, let alone one who has passed such skills on to the next generation!
Ehll Tou: Indeed, you may be correct on that count! The other dragons will be flabbergasted by the wonders I create!
Ehll Tou: Of course, I don't plan on taking all the credit. It seems to me that mankind's most culturally significant works are those that result from collaboration─of people working together to make something greater than they could have alone.
Ehll Tou: To that end, I must study and learn from the works of others, and even though you are too busy with your heroics to teach me daily, I would much appreciate if you would come by from time to time and offer what knowledge you can.
Ehll Tou: Magnificent! I knew your generosity would match the greatness of your deeds.
Arvide: Well then, let's get your education started off on the right foot, eh? You can spy tradesmen of all sorts plying their trade at the New Nest─I reckon you could certainly do worse than to learn a couple of tricks from them.
Ehll Tou: Ah, the place is practically a second home to young Hautdilong and I. Allow me to lead the way!
-cutscene end

===Speak with Arvide===
-optional start
Hautdilong: Who's that? Is she here to help us?
Ehll Tou: I remember going to the New Nest with Master Marcelloix when I first arrived in the city.
Anna: Cold, cloudy, depressing... I could imagine no better a place to expand operations into! Oh, Rowena, your business acumen truly knows no equal!
-optional end

-cutscene start
Arvide: This here is Anna, and we have her and the House of Splendors to thank for supplying the Firmament with quality materials at incredibly low prices. Suspiciously so, in fact...
Anna: Are you implying there is some ulterior motive behind our generosity? Why, certainly not! I'm here at the behest of my organization to aid Ishgard in its fledgling days as an allied nation. We are driven as much by philanthropy as we are by profit, I can assure you!
Ehll Tou: Excuse me, miss, but are you a craftswoman, by any chance?
Anna: I'm afraid, my adorable little dragonet, that my hands are entirely too clumsy to make aught aside from my morning tea. The Twelve have seen fit to bless me with a sharp mind for trade, however, and so here I am.
Arvide: And that's precisely why we've come. Ehll Tou has it in her head to learn a trade or two, and we are here to set her on the right path. To that end, I would ask you to provide us with materials, and perhaps any counsel you might afford a young novice.
Anna: It would be my pleasure. Perhaps in return, she could tell me about the rarities and relics dragons keep in their lairs. I sense a once-in-a-lifetime investment opportunity has come before me...
Anna: And if business in the Firmament grows as much as my intuition says it will, this might be just what I require to turn a stream of gil into a veritable flood of riches...!
Anna: Consider me at your complete disposal─say the word and I shall procure whatever you may need!
Hautdilong: How generous of you! You have our thanks, Miss Anna!
Anna: Anything to foster the next generation of builders and tinkerers, my boy. As for the ''current'' generation, well, I suppose the House could bear to part with a few scrips in return for guiding our dragonet friend on her journey to mastery.
Arvide: We can't say no to an offer like that, can we? Well then, now that we're all acquainted, let's head back to Saint Roelle's Dais.
-cutscene end

-optional start
Anna: At last, a reversal of fortunes! These days spent in the numbing cold hawking trinkets for a pittance won't have been for naught! Just a little longer...
-optional end

===Speak with Ehll Tou===
-optional start
Arvide: That Anna's quite the shrewd businesswoman, but she's true to her word. I know that much.
Hautdilong: With you and Arvide at her side, I'm sure Ehll Tou's dream will become a reality.
-optional end

Ehll Tou: With Master Arvide and {{alternatives|f=Mistress|m=Master}} [Forename] guiding us, I'm sure we'll be raising fortresses and forging dazzling suits of armor in no time at all!
Arvide: Let's keep our ambitions manageable for the time being, shall we? Our first task is the construction of tools that'll fit snugly in those claws of yours. [Forename], I trust you can help with that.
Arvide: In the meantime, I've work of my own to attend to. If there's aught you need, you know where I am. Before I depart, however, I'll leave you with an assignment: inspect everything [Forename] does with diligence. A discerning eye is a tool that will outlast all others.
Ehll Tou: Yes, Master Arvide!
Hautdilong: We'll give [Forename]'s work the thrice over!
-quest complete
</nowiki>}}

[[Category:Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests]]

An Ode to Unity

2026-04-26T05:35:22Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Updated character names and labeled gendered options.

{{Quest infobox
| title = An Ode to Unity
| description = Ehll Tou is eager to share her newest labor of love with her own kind.
| image =
| quest-giver = Ehll Tou
| related-npcs = Anna; Arvide; Endearing Dragonet; Hautdilong
| location = The Firmament
| location-x = 13.5
| location-y = 11.2
| type = feature
| quest-line = Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Records of Unusual Endeavors Quests
| journal-genre = Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 70
| requirements = [[Custom Delivery]] level 5 with [[Ehll Tou]]
| req-items = 1 Ehll Tou's Hammer
| exp = 54000
| gil = 0
| reward1 = 3 Crab Cakes
| reward2 = 3 Chili Crab
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = O Crafter, My Crafter
| next-quest = On Ehll Tou's Wings
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.3
| id-gt = 69426
| id-edb = d3af26ced88
}}
==Steps==
*Speak with [[Arvide]].
*Search for [[Ehll Tou]] at [[Zenith]].
*Deliver [[Ehll Tou's Hammer]] to the [[Endearing Dragonet]].
*Speak with Ehll Tou at [[Saint Roelle's Dais]].

==Journal==
*Ehll Tou is eager to share her newest labor of love with her own kind.
==Dialogue==
{{section-stub|quest|reason=Dialogue, related-npcs and cutscene-npcs need review}}

{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: At last, my culinary masterwork is ready to be shared with my kin. Thanks to the guidance of my capable teachers, I believe I've cooked up something that will have even the most stubborn among them clamoring for more!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Doubtless even now they are eagerly awaiting my arrival, their whispers of what I might bring filling the Churning Mists with expectation. I'd best leave at once—there are few things more unpleasant than a hungry dragon!

Hautdilong: Safe travels, Ehll Tou!

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Ack... So dizzy. Wings...aching... No, I must move forward! Before the food cools and with it...the esteem of my kin...

Hautdilong: Ehll Tou? Is something the matter?

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: N-Not at all! In fact, I'm positively...effervescent! Now wait right here. I'll be back before you've even realized I've gone!

Hautdilong: Hmm... It shouldn't have taken this long...
Hautdilong: Come to think of it, Ehll Tou ''was'' acting rather strangely before she departed...
Hautdilong: Perhaps we should ask Master Arvide for counsel. He seems to have a solution for every problem. Oh, I hope nothing untoward has happened...
Hautdilong: I'll stay here and keep watch for Ehll Tou. I pray you and Master Arvide can get to the bottom of this!

System: Custom deliveries cannot be made while this quest is in progress. They will become available again once the quest is completed.

Hautdilong: Would that there was something I could do but stand here...

Arvide: Good {{alternatives|evening|morning|day}}! What brings you here?
Arvide: ...Now that you mention it, I haven't seen Ehll Tou since she left with her delivery. You're certain she hasn't returned?
Arvide: I meant to give her this hammer I made as a little reward for her efforts. Considering how hard she's been working, I wouldn't be surprised if she's just gone for a leisurely stroll—or a fly, I suppose? A flit?
Arvide: Anyroad, she ''is'' a dragon, albeit a tiny one. Try as we might, we would be fools to think we understand even a fraction of what goes on in her head. I'm sure she'll return in her own time.
Arvide: Still, if you must go looking for her, take the hammer. I've no doubt her eagerness to learn how to use it would send her back here as fast as her little wings can carry her.
Arvide: She often goes on at length about her dragonet friends at this place called Zenith, somewhere in the Churning Mists. If that rings a bell to you, I reckon it might be a good place to start.
Arvide: I don't know much about the Churning Mists aside from that I'm liable to get eaten whole before I've walked a yalm. I'm certain you'll manage to go a bit further than that, eh?

DRAGONET: Oh, is that who I think it is? The very hero who triumphed over Nidhogg and brought peace between our kinds? From all the stories Ehll Tou has told of you, I expected a bit more...grandeur.
DRAGONET: I suppose appearances come second when you spend your days working with your claws. Or hands, were they? Nevertheless, I must thank you for taking the time to pass down such refined arts to my friend. We do so enjoy seeing what she brings!
DRAGONET: You're looking for her? She's visiting friends not far from here, gushing over that—what was it?—“cooking” of hers. Delectable stuff, that. To think there was more to food than scorching and chomping.
DRAGONET: Considering the distance you've traveled, I'm terribly sorry to say that she specifically requested not to let anyone from the surface see her until she was ready. She was quite insistent, in fact.
DRAGONET: Still, I'm sure she would be delighted to receive that deadly looking trinket of yours. What did you call it? A “hammer”? It looks far too heavy for me to wield myself, but I should be able to carry it without dropping it. That is, unless I ''choose'' to drop it. Those moogles who've been pestering me are in need of some long overdue comeuppance...
DRAGONET: Ahem! Anyway, I shall let her know you've arrived, but let me warn you that it may be some time until she is willing to show herself.
DRAGONET: Now pass that hammer of yours over here. I pray it is not as unwieldy as it looks.
DRAGONET: Hmm... So this is one of those “tools” you wingless ones are so fond of? Are all of them as complex as this one? It shall be safe in my keeping, I assure you. I wouldn't have the slightest idea how to use it even if I wanted.
DRAGONET: Now wait here, and I shall return. When, however, I cannot say...

Hautdilong: {{alternatives|f=Miss|m=Sir}} [Surname], there you are!

Arvide: Surprised to see us, I take it. Young Hautdilong got it in his head to come searching for Ehll Tou, and there wasn't a thing I could say to sway him.
Arvide: Try as I might to distract him with work, somehow he managed to book us a trip across the Sea of Clouds. It's a wonder we caught up to you, all things considered... Just how long have you been waiting here?

Hautdilong: Where is she, {{alternatives|f=Miss|m=Sir}} [Surname]? Where's Ehll Tou?
Hautdilong: What? Why wouldn't she want to see us? That doesn't make any sense...
Hautdilong: Ehll Tou! Can you hear me!? Where are you!?

Ehll Tou (NPC)@???: Oh, shush! You'll wake something bigger than a dragonet with all that shouting.

Hautdilong: Huh!? That scarf... That hat... Wait... Ehll Tou, is that you!?

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Ah, I knew you would recognize me! Still, an explanation may be in order... You see, a dragon's growth is dictated by forces both internal and external. Sometimes this growth can be quite...dramatic, as you can plainly see.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Truth be told, I had been feeling out of sorts lately, but now I see that that discomfort was merely the new me trying to break free. And now here she is—a dragon reborn!

Hautdilong: Oh, I'm so glad you're all right. More than all right, by the looks of things!

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: This new tool is wonderful! It's as if Master Arvide knew I was on the brink of incredible change!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Had I received this hammer but a day earlier, I would have held it clumsily in my tiny claws. Now, however, it feels like an extension of my very body. My mind is brimming with the possibilities of what I might craft next!

DRAGONET: Your growth is unlike aught I have seen before! Such a spectacular transformation has already made you the topic of much discussion among dragonkind, and I imagine not a small amount of jealousy.

Arvide: See, what did I tell you two? There was no need for all that fretting and fussing. Still, if not for young Hautdilong's concern, who knows if I would've ever set foot in the Churning Mists.

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: I apologize for causing undue worry, but I pray you understand how embarrassing it would've been if anyone saw me before I was ready. And now you are the first to behold a dragon not warped by conflict and strife, but nourished by peace and fellowship!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Well, not the first, surely. Only the first in quite some time. When man and dragon lived in harmony, maturation like mine may have been more common.

Hautdilong: I think there may be something to that, Ehll Tou. If we ask around, we may just find a dragon who has stories of those halcyon days. At the very least, it would be a chance to make new friends among the clouds!
Hautdilong: And we can start with our present company. I'd be eager to hear of your life here.

DRAGONET: Hmm? Me? Why, I would be delighted, although I have seen scarcely more summers than Ehll Tou.
DRAGONET: She has regaled me with many tales of the wingless ones that build and tinker. Far from the primitive brutes I had believed they were, her stories told of an inventive and adventurous people.
DRAGONET: While I thought the stories fanciful, I now see that if anything, they weren't fanciful enough!
DRAGONET: Mayhap I too shall journey down below the clouds and live among mankind for a time, and try my claws at this “crafting” of yours.

Hautdilong: You would be more than welcome!

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Indeed! Is this not what we set out to accomplish from the onset? To bring man and dragon closer, one step at a time. I believe we are well on our way.

DRAGONET: I shall do my part by spreading the word far and wide! Surely, I'm not the only dragon interested in following Ehll Tou's path!

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: The more the merrier! I suppose we should return with haste and tell Lord Francel to expect a few more visitors to Ishgard. Even one so level-headed as he may be caught off guard by a sudden influx of dragons.

Hautdilong: Welcome back, {{alternatives|f=Miss|m=Sir}} [Surname]!

Arvide: I must confess, I had my doubts when I first agreed to this arrangement, but Ehll Tou and young Hautdilong here have proven more resourceful than I gave them credit for.

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Of course, [Surname] deserves {{alternatives|f=her|m=his}} share of the credit as well!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Were it not for your tutelage, I would not have grown as I have, and in doing so finally compel my friends to come mingle with the men and women of Ishgard!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Lord Francel was most understanding when we informed him of what we had planned. He gave his word to ensure that none of the less savory elements of the city would bring harm to its new visitors.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Even now he is working to inform those with authority in Ishgard to welcome my brothers and sisters!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Before long, the sight of wings in the sky will fill the hearts of men not with dread, but with elation!

Arvide: The industriousness of these two never fails to impress. We might do well to learn from them, eh?

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: I would also like to thank Hautdilong. Had he not come to the Churning Mists, the idea of befriending our erstwhile nemeses may have remained naught but an idle fancy for the other dragons. But thanks to his affable nature, the first spark of curiosity has been struck in their hearts.

Hautdilong: You are too kind, Ehll Tou! I, for one, can't wait to see this place alive with the sounds of dragon and man conversing in good faith.
Hautdilong: And with one endeavor having reached a satisfactory conclusion, I believe it may be time to begin another. My time spent with Ehll Tou has provided me with more than enough notes to begin my chronicles, but I must first compile and arrange them.

Arvide: Then you'd best begin sooner rather than later, lad. Once you're finished, bring it to the manufactory and I'll see about producing some illustrations to give your book a little flair.

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Now isn't that a marvelous idea! You can fill the book with pictures so that even dragons who cannot read your letters can understand. Oh, what harmonious songs such a work could inspire!

Hautdilong: Songs, perhaps, that can be sung in unison! In fact, I believe I may have my title: “An Ode to Unity.” Man and dragon shall come to a deeper understanding—and I hope, appreciation—of the other by reading it.

Arvide: Not bad, lad. Not bad at all. Well then, it sounds to me that we've quite a lot of work ahead of us. I'd best get started.

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: [Forename], might I trouble you to assist Master Hautdilong in the completion of his chronicle? I can think of nary a more ambitious work—this book may prove to be the very foundation for long-lasting peace.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: For my part, I shall continue making deliveries to the Churning Mists, that my brothers and sisters there might be enticed to join their brethren here.

System: Future requests will be selected at random from all those you have seen thus far, with the list refreshed once a week (Earth time).
System: You may review the items currently in demand at any time by speaking with Ehll Tou and selecting '''Make a delivery'''.
System: Note that printing essentials, printing materials, and inkshells will earn you particularly handsome rewards. Whenever they make an appearance, the effort to procure them will be worth your while.
System: A new quest is available from Hautdilong in the New Nest.
</nowiki>}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

If Songs Had Wings

2026-04-26T05:32:32Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Updated character name.

{{Quest infobox
| title = If Songs Had Wings
| description = Ehll Tou is eager to learn.
| image =
| quest-giver = Ehll Tou
| related-npcs = Hautdilong
| location = The Firmament
| location-x = 15.3
| location-y = 11.4
| type = feature
| quest-line = Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Records of Unusual Endeavors Quests
| journal-genre = Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 60
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 25000
| gil = 1038
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = To Thaw a Frozen Heart
| next-quest = O Crafter, My Crafter
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.21
| id-gt = 69373
| id-edb = 1861c79af9b
}}
==Steps==
*Speak with [[Ehll Tou]] near [[the Vault]].

*Speak with Ehll Tou in [[Falcon's Nest]].

*Speak with Ehll Tou in [[the Firmament]].

==Journal==
*Ehll Tou is eager to learn.
==Dialogue==
{{section-stub|quest|reason=Dialogue, related-npcs and cutscene-npcs need review}}

{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Ah, hero, you've come at a good time. I have a query for you.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: As you know, I'm descended from Ratatoskr, and like her, I wish to fill the skies with beauteous songs.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: If I'm to do this, I must know historical events as if I've lived them. To that end, I would meet the great person who put an end to the Dragonsong War. Do you know where I might find this individual?
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: ...What? You are that great person? Heh, all this time I thought “hero” was your name!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: In any case, this makes things simpler. I want you to show me the key places where the war unfolded, and tell me tales about them!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Lest you worry, I have Francel's permission to go to the city proper so long as I have company.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: So without further ado, let's begin with a visit to the Vault!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: So this is the Vault, where the most wicked of men once resided... Vidofnir told us of the time she rescued a child who was thrown off the top.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Doubtless these walls have witnessed much and more, but what about you? Do you have tales of your own about this place?

Question: What will you say?
> I faced powerful foes here.
'''Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou:''' So you fought and defeated these villains, and thereby ended the war. Which reminds me, I owe you thanks as well for the peace we now enjoy.
> I lost a dear friend here.
'''Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou:''' Oh... I'm sorry to hear that. Long as we dragons live, we form the strongest of bonds with others. But by the same token, it makes us feel the pain of loss very keenly.
'''Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou:''' Yet while some would fall into despair, you made the loss your strength and forged on. Yes, as befits a hero.
> ...
'''Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou:''' If you do not wish to talk about it, then I won't press. A story unwillingly given wouldn't make for the kind of song I wish to share with others.
---

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Right, that will do for the Vault.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Next, let us head to the place called Falcon's Nest. I would see the famous relief betokening peace between man and dragon.

Hautdilong@???: So that dragon wishes to learn about Ishgard...

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: So that is the relief... I've seen the artworks of men before, but I find it such a peculiar way to express one's feelings. Still, you can't be faulted for your artistry.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: But grand as it looks, the scent of sadness clings to it. The scent of blood. Vidofnir's, and others'...
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Whenever there is tragedy, our hearts can't help but be drawn to it. In this, it seems our kinds are the same.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Now then...
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Have you noticed that we are being followed? I know not this person's intent, but let us return to the Firmament for now.

Hautdilong@???: <gasp>

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: No more suspicious people about. Good.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: My thanks for acting as my guide. I feel as though I have a better understanding of the war now.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Of course, this is just the beginning. If my songs are to be as resplendent as Ratatoskr's, I must learn more about men and their culture.

Hautdilong@???: I-I would be glad to assist, if it please you!

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: That scent... You're the one who was following us! If you mean us harm, be warned that this {{alternatives|f=woman|m=man}} is a ''hero''!

Hautdilong@???: Oh, no! No! I-I wouldn't imagine doing you ill!
Hautdilong: My name is Hautdilong. Ever since I read Lord Edmont's memoirs, I've wanted to befriend a dragon.
Hautdilong: But I didn't have the slightest inkling how to go about it. So when I saw you with the savior of Ishgard, on the spur of the moment, I decided to follow.
Hautdilong: You see, it's my dream to become a writer. Not just any writer, but one who chronicles this new age of peace between man and dragon. So please, won't you allow me to assist you?

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Well now, how very commendable! I wholeheartedly approve of your endeavor, and I see no reason to refuse you.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Yes, we can teach each other the ways of our kind. And if you prove yourself useful, I shall credit you in my songs!

Hautdilong: Th-Thank you!

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: An unexpected but welcome development! I shall remain here and speak further with our new friend, but I hope to hear more of your tales again!
</nowiki>}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

If Songs Had Wings

2026-04-26T05:28:05Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Dialogue */ Moved dialogue under response choices. (Note: I had to guess on two of the three.)

{{Quest infobox
| title = If Songs Had Wings
| description = Ehll Tou is eager to learn.
| image =
| quest-giver = Ehll Tou
| related-npcs = Hautdilong
| location = The Firmament
| location-x = 15.3
| location-y = 11.4
| type = feature
| quest-line = Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Records of Unusual Endeavors Quests
| journal-genre = Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 60
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 25000
| gil = 1038
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = To Thaw a Frozen Heart
| next-quest = O Crafter, My Crafter
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.21
| id-gt = 69373
| id-edb = 1861c79af9b
}}
==Steps==
*Speak with [[Ehll Tou]] near [[the Vault]].

*Speak with Ehll Tou in [[Falcon's Nest]].

*Speak with Ehll Tou in [[the Firmament]].

==Journal==
*Ehll Tou is eager to learn.
==Dialogue==
{{section-stub|quest|reason=Dialogue, related-npcs and cutscene-npcs need review}}

{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Ah, hero, you've come at a good time. I have a query for you.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: As you know, I'm descended from Ratatoskr, and like her, I wish to fill the skies with beauteous songs.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: If I'm to do this, I must know historical events as if I've lived them. To that end, I would meet the great person who put an end to the Dragonsong War. Do you know where I might find this individual?
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: ...What? You are that great person? Heh, all this time I thought “hero” was your name!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: In any case, this makes things simpler. I want you to show me the key places where the war unfolded, and tell me tales about them!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Lest you worry, I have Francel's permission to go to the city proper so long as I have company.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: So without further ado, let's begin with a visit to the Vault!
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: So this is the Vault, where the most wicked of men once resided... Vidofnir told us of the time she rescued a child who was thrown off the top.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Doubtless these walls have witnessed much and more, but what about you? Do you have tales of your own about this place?

Question: What will you say?
> I faced powerful foes here.
'''Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou:''' So you fought and defeated these villains, and thereby ended the war. Which reminds me, I owe you thanks as well for the peace we now enjoy.
> I lost a dear friend here.
'''Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou:''' Oh... I'm sorry to hear that. Long as we dragons live, we form the strongest of bonds with others. But by the same token, it makes us feel the pain of loss very keenly.
'''Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou:''' Yet while some would fall into despair, you made the loss your strength and forged on. Yes, as befits a hero.
> ...
'''Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou:''' If you do not wish to talk about it, then I won't press. A story unwillingly given wouldn't make for the kind of song I wish to share with others.
---

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Right, that will do for the Vault.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Next, let us head to the place called Falcon's Nest. I would see the famous relief betokening peace between man and dragon.

HAUTDLONG@???: So that dragon wishes to learn about Ishgard...

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: So that is the relief... I've seen the artworks of men before, but I find it such a peculiar way to express one's feelings. Still, you can't be faulted for your artistry.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: But grand as it looks, the scent of sadness clings to it. The scent of blood. Vidofnir's, and others'...
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Whenever there is tragedy, our hearts can't help but be drawn to it. In this, it seems our kinds are the same.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Now then...
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Have you noticed that we are being followed? I know not this person's intent, but let us return to the Firmament for now.

HAUTDLONG@???: <gasp>

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: No more suspicious people about. Good.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: My thanks for acting as my guide. I feel as though I have a better understanding of the war now.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Of course, this is just the beginning. If my songs are to be as resplendent as Ratatoskr's, I must learn more about men and their culture.

HAUTDLONG@???: I-I would be glad to assist, if it please you!

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: That scent... You're the one who was following us! If you mean us harm, be warned that this {{alternatives|woman|man}} is a ''hero''!

HAUTDLONG@???: Oh, no! No! I-I wouldn't imagine doing you ill!
HAUTDLONG: My name is Hautdilong. Ever since I read Lord Edmont's memoirs, I've wanted to befriend a dragon.
HAUTDLONG: But I didn't have the slightest inkling how to go about it. So when I saw you with the savior of Ishgard, on the spur of the moment, I decided to follow.
HAUTDLONG: You see, it's my dream to become a writer. Not just any writer, but one who chronicles this new age of peace between man and dragon. So please, won't you allow me to assist you?

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Well now, how very commendable! I wholeheartedly approve of your endeavor, and I see no reason to refuse you.
Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: Yes, we can teach each other the ways of our kind. And if you prove yourself useful, I shall credit you in my songs!

HAUTDLONG: Th-Thank you!

Ehll Tou (NPC)@Ehll Tou: An unexpected but welcome development! I shall remain here and speak further with our new friend, but I hope to hear more of your tales again!
</nowiki>}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

Tricks and Stones

2026-04-26T04:34:39Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speaking with Tarresson at the Jeweled Crozier */ Added gendered options.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Tricks and Stones
| description = The [[Seething Stonemason]] is shouting obscenities into the wind.
| image = Tricks_and_Stones.png
| quest-giver = Seething Stonemason
| related-npcs = Handeloup; Master Mogzin; Mathye; Mogek the Marvelous; Mogkul; Mogmul Mogbelly; Mogzin; Tarresson
| location = The Churning Mists
| location-x = 27.2
| location-y = 34.5
| type = feature
| quest-line = Moogle Main Quests
| journal-section = Allied Society Quests
| journal-category = Moogle Quests
| journal-genre = Moogle Main Quests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 50
| quest-sync = true
| req-quest = Into the Aery
| req-items = 1 Fake Kupo Nut Materials, 1 Fake Kupo Nut
| requirements = [[Disciples of the Hand]]
| exp = 642330
| gil = 1483
| mettle =
| reward(1-10) =
| reward-opt(1-8) =
| unlocks = ot Moogle Daily Quests, r1 Moogle, ach Mog Eat Mog I
| prev-quest = Laying the First Brick
| next-quest = The Milk of Moogle Kindness
| patch = 3.3
| release = heavensward
| id-gt = 67856
| id-edb = 2004e9cbf20
}}

==Walkthrough==
{{#lsth:Moogle Daily Quests|Unlock}}
-----
For the first step, [[Mogkul]] is located at (X:29.5 Y:35.1) in [[The Churning Mists]].

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Mogkul]].
*Speak with [[Handeloup]] at the [[Congregation of Our Knights Most Heavenly]].
*Speak with [[Tarresson]] at [[the Jeweled Crozier]].
*Synthesize a [[Fake Kupo Nut|fake kupo nut]].
*Show the fake kupo nut to Tarresson.
*Speak with Tarresson at [[Bahrr Lehs]].
*Search for [[Master Mogzin]] near [[Zenith]].
*Speak with Tarresson.
*Speak with Master Mogzin.

==Journal==
*The seething stonemason is shouting obscenities into the wind.

*On the outskirts of Moghome, you cross paths with a visibly agitated stonemason. He is grateful to speak with someone who stands on two legs, and explains he was dispatched to Moghome by the Temple Knights to teach its denizens stonemasonry, only to be sent on a journey of tedious chores and pointless errands upon his arrival. Eager to return home and never see another pom-pom again, the stonemason asks you to inform Mogkul of his immediate resignation.
**※Please note that the difficulty of this quest has been synced to your current level.

*Mogkul is disappointed but not surprised in the least by your news. He confesses that this is the ninth time an Ishgardian craftsman has been driven from the Churning Mists by the moogles' antics. Fearing that Ser Handeloup may come to regret the arrangement between Moghome and Ishgard, Mogkul asks you to accompany him to the Congregation so he might offer his sincerest apologies in person.

*Mogkul apologizes to Ser Handeloup for the actions of his kin, but while the commander is willing to forgive and forget, he explains that Ishgard can spare no more stonemasons. As if on cue, an elderly male addressed only as Lord Tarresson enters the Congregation. Apparently, the nine stonemasons sent to Moghome were his own pupils, and for the honor of his house and his profession he says he will bear the burden of helping the moogles. He worries that his aged body and mind cannot attempt the task alone, however, and persuades you to lend him your aid. Heartened by your agreement, Tarresson immediately instructs Mogkul to gather the moogles involved in Zenith's repair. After Mogkul departs, Tarresson claims he plans to show the moogles some trickery of his own, and bids you follow him to the Jeweled Crozier.

*You find Tarresson in the bustling marketplace, a mischievous look on his face. He questions you about the eating habits of the moogles, and once you mention kupo nuts you can see the gears turning in his head. He asks you to make a fake kupo nut, as you are the most familiar with their shape. Use the materials he has given you to make the most appetizing kupo nut you can muster.
**※In the event that synthesis ends in failure, you may try again by speaking with Mathye.

*Tarresson is impressed by your final product, and understands now why moogles have such affection for the nuts. He will remain behind in Ishgard to make more, based on your example, and bids you go to Bahrr Lehs near Zenith and await his arrival.

*Bahrr Lehs is little more than dust and rubble, and you arrive to see Tarresson and Mogkul looking over the dismal scene. The Mogmenders are nowhere in sight. Unperturbed by this setback, Tarresson asks Mogkul who among them is most prone to trickery. The moogle reveals that one Mogzin, leader of the Mogmenders, is often the butt of his brethren's jokes. Tarresson, eager to proceed, assures Mogkul that the Mogmenders will be hard at work before long. It seems that Tarresson's plan is soon to come to fruition, and he asks for your assistance in locating Mogzin, who should be somewhere in the nearby palace ruins.

*After a thorough search, you and Tarresson come upon a moogle, who is muttering aloud. Surprised by your sudden appearance, the moogle hastily explains that a rare sickness that occurs once in a millennium has washed over Moghome, causing all the moogles' wings to feel as heavy as stones. Tarresson makes a show of sympathy, lamenting the fact that he cannot share his bounty of kupo nuts with the moogles. Mogzin perks up at the mention of the delicacy, and quickly changes his story. It would seem that Mogzin mistook napping moogles for sick ones. Satisfied by this attempt to explain away his lie, Mogzin departs to gather the rest of the Mogmenders, and states they will meet you at Bahrr Lehs.

*The Mogmenders await their promised feast in the ruins of Bahrr Lehs, and Tarresson gladly obliges them. He presents them three plump kupo nuts on a silver platter, and the moogles can barely contain themselves at the sight. Mogzin bites into the nearest one, only to find out that it is a fake. Though disappointed, the moogles are quite impressed by Tarresson's deception, some going so far as to say it may be the most elaborate trick in recent memory. With his plan finally at an end, Tarresson makes the moogles an offer. If they pledge to be hardworking students, he will teach them to craft whatever they can imagine. Mogzin agrees to this arrangement with much aplomb, and Tarresson gives the Mogmenders their first project: the restoration of Bahrr Lehs.

*With an amicable agreement having been reached, Mogzin formally introduces himself as the leader of the Mogmenders, and reaffirms his resolve to be a diligent pupil and fulfill the moogles' obligation to restore Zenith. He asks if you intend to remain and assist with the rebuilding and the Mogmenders' education, and flits with joy when you say yes. Full of vim and vigor, the moogles set to work. How long their work ethic lasts, however, remains to be seen.

==Dialogue==
===Accepting the quest===
'''Seething Stonemason:''' >> Godsdamned moogles! They'd lose their bloody pom-poms if they weren't attached to their heads! â€œI can't find my nuts, kupo! Find my pebbles, kupo! You want to know where your pebbles are!? Well I'll tell you, right after I shove them up your bleedin'─<<
'''Seething Stonemason:''' Oh! You...you're not one of them!? Thank the gods! Finally someone capable of sensible conversation!
'''Seething Stonemason:''' You see, I was sent here at the Temple Knights' behest to teach stonemasonry to these...creatures. However, as soon as I arrived they bombarded me with menial tasks, and before long I found myself traipsing aimlessly across the Churning Mists.
'''Seething Stonemason:''' I'll endure it no longer! It's time I bid good riddance to this place and its inhabitants! {{alternatives|f=Madam|m=Sir}}, I'm loath to ask you to suffer such wretched company, but could you inform the one named Mogkul that I shan't be returning? I dare not go myself lest my temper get the best of me!

===Speaking with Mogkul===
'''Mogkul:''' Well met, adventurer! The Pomguard remains vigilant as ever! What brings you to Moghome? A sudden craving for kupo nuts?
'''Mogkul:''' Another stonemason has gone home, kupo? <sigh> At least this one bothered to inform me, in a manner of speaking.
'''Mogkul:''' I suppose I can't blame him for leaving. He was only trying to help us repair Zenith. They're sent here to survey the area and teach us what they know of working stone.
'''Mogkul:''' Alas, the moogles are more concerned with who can concoct the cleverest trick than who can build the sturdiest wall. They don't do it out of malice. It's just an impulse, like breathing or hiding! But the Ishgardians don't view it that way...
'''Mogkul:''' So far, this is the ninth stonemason that's left us. I fear Ser Handeloup may be regretting his decision to help. As a representative of Moghome, I must offer him an apology and an explanation. Adventurer, will you guide me to Ishgard so I might mend this situation?
'''Mogkul:''' What a relief, kupo! I tend to get terribly lost when traveling on my own. I trust your preparations are complete? Excellent, then let us be off!

===Speaking with Handeloup at the Congregation of Our Knights Most Heavenly (Cutscene)===
'''Mogkul:''' Greetings, Ser Handeloup!

'''Handeloup:''' If it isn't Mogkul and [Forename]! An unexpected visit, but a welcome one, for I had been hoping to speak with you of our stonemasons. Each one has returned within a fortnight, more wroth than the last. They claim the moogles are proving to be less...receptive to their teaching than they had anticipated.

'''Mogkul:''' Ser Handeloup, my deepest and most sincere apologies, kupo! The others only meant to make the stonemasons feel welcome by including them in their mischief. They never meant to anger. I swear on my honor as a Pomguard that it will not happen again!

'''Handeloup:''' Hmmm... For the sake of friendly relations, I'm more than willing to put this misunderstanding behind us and begin anew. Alas, we have already sent you every stonemason we can spare, and I fear there is little hope in convincing any of them to return to Moghome.

'''???:''' You haven't sent ''every'' stonemason, my dear Handeloup.

'''Handeloup:''' Lord Tarresson!? What...what brings you to the Congregation?

'''Tarresson:''' Let us dispense with the titles, shall we? And surely you can surmise why I am here. Every one of those thin-skinned milksops was a pupil of mine. How would it reflect upon me if I let their negligence bring this project to ruins?
'''Tarresson:''' Besides, this task came to us directly by the Holy See, and failure would result in my family becoming a laughingstock for generations to come. So you see, for both personal and familial honor, I must take up my hammer and succeed where my students have failed.
'''Tarresson:''' Alas, I am well past my prime. The hammer weighs heavy in my hand, and my mind dulls with age. Alone, I fear I might fall victim to the clever deceptions of the moogles, or my body might crumble under the stress of so much physical labor. Perhaps with the help of a young, stout adventurer...
'''Tarresson:''' One who has won the respect of the moogles, one who is well versed in their ways. Only with such a partner could this old man possibly hope to keep his honor from being sullied. Do you know any such adventurers, friend? Pray tell me you do...
'''Tarresson:''' What courage! Did you see that, Handeloup? This strapping young {{alternatives|f=lass|m=lad}} put {{alternatives|f=her|m=his}} name forward without a second thought! Truly, you have brought solace to this tired old man's heart, my dear [Forename].

'''Mogkul:''' ...Kupo? I'm not sure I understand. Are you saying both you and the adventurer will help us?

'''Tarresson:''' Indeed, my furry little friend, you shall be well taken care of! Now, our first order of business should be to gather all who are involved in the restoration. Mogkul, I entrust that task to you. [Forename] and I shall not be far behind.
'''Tarresson:''' Before we depart, however, we have some work of our own to complete. You see, I mean to show the moogles that they are not the only ones with a penchant for trickery! Come, meet me at the Jeweled Crozier and we can begin preparations.

====Optional====
'''Handeloup:''' Once again, it would seem our burdens have become yours. My apologies. For what it is worth, the Temple Knights will provide you with any aid you might require.
'''Handeloup:''' For now, I suppose it would be best to follow Tarresson's lead. He is a wise man, although his methods can be somewhat unorthodox at times.

'''Mathye:''' So you're here with Lord Tarresson? Rest assured you'll have my full cooperation. I wouldn't dare go against his wishes.

===Speaking with Tarresson at the Jeweled Crozier===
'''Tarresson:''' There you are! Before we begin, I would draw upon your knowledge of the moogles. Namely, I wish to know what foods they are partial to, for I believe therein we shall find the means to deceive them.
'''Tarresson:''' Hmmm... So their makeshift economy revolves around these kupo nuts? Why, this plan practically crafts itself. Our next course of action is plain, and I believe you are just the {{alternatives|f=lass|m=lad}} to rise to the challenge.
'''Tarresson:''' For your hands speak volumes that your words do not. They are the hands of a practiced artisan, much like my own! There is no need for humility, my friend, you are among peers. And as your peer, I would be honored to call upon your aid!
'''Tarresson:''' I ask that you craft me a kupo nut. Not a real one, mind you, but a fake which could fool even the most discerning moogle. As I have never laid eyes on a kupo nut myself, I must entrust this task to you. I require only one, which I shall use to make more.

'''(If Armorer/Blacksmith/Goldsmith)'''
'''Tarresson:''' I believe a nut made of steel shall suffice. Firm and sturdy, it will weather the harsh elements during the trip from Ishgard. Here, I believe these materials should prove sufficient.

'''(If Carpenter/Leatherworker/Weaver)'''
'''Tarresson:''' I believe with judicious use of wood, leather, and cloth, you should be able to craft a fake that perfectly captures the uneven texture of the wild nut. Here, I believe these materials should prove sufficient.

'''(If Alchemist/Culinarian)'''
'''Tarresson:''' I believe with the proper application of dye and wax you can craft a kupo nut that will both look and feel like the real thing! Here, I believe these materials should prove sufficient.

'''(All)'''
'''Tarresson:''' Now, I know full well that even the master has {{alternatives|f=her|m=his}} failed attempts, and so have instructed Mathye here to provide you with more materials should you require them.

'''System:''' To proceed with the quest, use the materials provided by Tarresson to craft a fake kupo nut.
'''System:''' Should your synthesis efforts prove unsuccessful, speak with Mathye once more to receive another set of materials.
'''System:''' To begin the crafting process, open the Crafting Log from the main menu, followed by Special Recipes. Next, select Tribal Quests, then lastly Moogle Quests to locate the desired recipe.
'''System:''' If synthesis proves too difficult, you may consider purchasing a better primary tool or gear from Evrardoux or Norlaise in the Jeweled Crozier.

'''(Optional)'''
'''Mathye:''' If you require more materials to complete your work, just ask. Lord Tarresson has assured me he will take care of all payments.

===Showing the fake kupo nut to Tarresson===
'''Tarresson:''' How goes your work, [Forename]? There is no need to rush. I would not want a masterpiece to be marred by a hasty hand.
'''''<Hand Over Fake Kupo Nut>'''''
'''Tarresson:''' So this is a kupo nut? Although I am not a moogle, I am certain that if I was, my stomach would be rumbling at the sight. Impressive, considering the meager materials we had on hand.
'''Tarresson:''' No doubt you are wondering what I plan to do with this. Do not worry, I would not dare spoil the surprise for you. For now, just know that I intend to make more. It may take some time, so pray go on ahead to the plaza near Zenith. I shall meet you there.

====Optional====
'''Mogkul:''' Where are Mogzin and the others, kupo?

'''Mathye:''' Any crafter that has Lord Tarresson's approval has mine as well. If ever you wish to sell your work, return here and I'll be sure to give you a fair price.

'''Handeloup:''' Tarresson departed for the Churning Mists a short while ago. He said to wait for you in the plaza near the base of Zenith. Pray make your way there as soon as you are ready.

===Speaking with Tarresson at Bahrr Lehs===
'''Tarresson:''' Welcome to Bahrr Lehs, [Forename]. Truth be told, this place is in even worse shape than I was led to believe. Well, I suppose even a fortress begins with but a single stone.

'''Mogkul:''' My apologies, Lord Tarresson. I urged the Mogmenders to meet us here, but they all claimed to be busy with something or other. It may be a while before they arrive...

'''Tarresson:''' "Tarresson" will suffice, my dear Mogkul. And there is no need for apologies. From my understanding, the Mogmenders have laziness in abundance. While we are waiting, answer me one question: who among them is easiest to trick?

'''Mogkul:''' That would be Master Mogzin, without a doubt, kupo. He was put in charge of the Mogmenders on account of his deft paws, but he falls for their tricks more often than not. One time he spent three days playing hide-and-seek while the others gorged on kupo nuts.

'''Tarresson:''' Such deviousness! I doubt I can surpass so clever a ploy! Nonetheless, I must try. Mogkul, I believe [Forename] and I can take over the reins from here. We shall have the Mogmenders hard at work ere long.

'''Mogkul:''' You mean to outtrick the Mogmenders, kupo? Fascinating, I had no idea you played tricks on each other down below. Of course, I look forward to hearing of your victory! Oh, I do hope he hides his pebbles...

'''Tarresson:''' When building a wall, we are taught that a single ill-placed brick can cause a whole structure to collapse. I believe this Master Mogzin may be our figurative loose brick. Now, let us seek him out. He cannot be far.

'''(Optional)'''
'''Tarresson:''' Could this be Mogzin? His bandana certainly sets him apart from the others. Listen. Is he muttering to himself?

===Searching for Master Mogzin near Zenith===
'''Master Mogzin:''' Nine...nine stonemasons, kupo. Surely they are praising my cleverness in Ishgard. How should I trick the next one? Oh, I know! A rare sickness which strikes once every hundred years, and causes our pom-poms to─

'''Tarresson:''' Master Mogzin of the Mogmenders, I presume? I am Tarresson, freshly arrived from Ishgard. Forgive me for eavesdropping, but I overheard mention of a sickness. Is there aught I need worry about?

'''Master Mogzin:''' Y-You're here already!? I mean, er, yes, a terrible, incurable sickness has spread throughout Moghome! One last seen over a thousand years ago! Once afflicted, our wings grow heavier than...than stones! We can do nothing but lie on the ground helpless until it passes.

'''Tarresson:''' I see... Such unfortunate timing. Well, I suppose we must postpone our work for now. May you and yours be in good health soon. 'Tis a pity, truly. Whatever shall I do with all these kupo nuts?

'''Master Mogzin:''' Did you say kupo nuts!? Here? Now!?

'''Tarresson:''' Why, yes. I brought a veritable feast, which I meant to share with the Mogmenders as a gesture of goodwill. Alas, we shall have to wait. A sickness which comes once every thousand years surely requires proper─

'''Master Mogzin:''' Did I say "sickness!?" Perhaps I was mistaken. Yes, yes, perhaps they weren't sick after all. Just...napping! How embarrassing! Luckily for you, however, that means the rest of the Mogmenders are hale and hearty. I'll summon them, and meet you at Bahrr Lehs forthwith!

'''Tarresson:''' <sigh> By the gods, I was hoping for a bit more sport than that. Perhaps if he said kupo nuts were a miraculous cure to this epidemic, I could have pretended to believe him. Well, what's done is done. Come, let us away to Bahrr Lehs and meet our new companions.

'''Master Mogzin:''' Mogek and Mogmul are at the ready, kupo! The others will be here before long, I'm sure!

'''Mogek the Marvelous:''' I told Master Mogzin his story was unbelievable. If it didn't work the first three times, it won't work the fourth time, I said. Now, I would thank you very much to present me with the kupo nuts, to teach Master Mogzin a valuable lesson in honesty.

'''Mogmul Mogbelly:''' You truly know the way to a moogle's heart: through his stomach! Now, where are those kupo nuts?

===Speaking with Tarresson (Cutscene)===
'''Master Mogzin:''' As promised, I've gathered my most skilled Mogmenders! Now, I believe there was talk of a feast?

'''Tarresson:''' Indeed, they have the paws of true artisans. Now, for the feast! Let me start off our relationship by offering this bounty to you.

'''Master Mogzin:''' They look so plump and so juicy, kupo! And all this for a little effort. As master of the Mogmenders, I declare first privileges!
'''Master Mogzin:''' That's...that's not how a kupo nut tastes! It's a fake! How could something that looks so delicious be so disappointing...

'''Tarresson:''' My dear Mogzin, it seems the tables have turned! Indeed, these nuts were wrought by man, not born of nature. Even better than the real thing, yes? Well, besides the taste, of course.

'''Master Mogzin:''' They're ''all'' fake? There's not even a real one tucked away inside, kupo? Perhaps we should check once again, just to be sure...
'''Master Mogzin:''' Hmmm... I daresay these would fool even Chieftain Moglin, and no one has ever been able to trick him! Truly works of art, kupo!

'''Tarresson:''' This is but a small sampling of our capabilities, friends! I have built towers and raised walls that rival the largest in the Churning Mists. Yes, even Zenith!

'''Master Mogzin:''' You mean... you can make kupo nuts even larger than these? Larger than Zenith!?

'''Tarresson:''' Perhaps I could, if I had the inclination. However, I offer you something better. Pledge your paws to me and I shall teach you how to craft aught you can imagine. Alas, I will make this offer only once. So what say you?

'''Master Mogzin:''' Anything we can imagine, kupo? Of course! We swear on our pom–poms to be diligen pupils! Why, I'm ready to start repairing Zenith this very moment!

'''Tarresson:''' That's the spirit I like to see! But we have a long road ahead of us, my moogle menders. Before we start work on the palace proper, I believe we would do well to begin by repairing this very plaza. What you learn here shall form a solid foundation for what is to come.

====Optional====
'''Tarresson:''' I daresay we have earned their respect, and all we had to do was play by their rules for a short time. We have achieved what I hope will be the first success of many more to come.

'''Mogek the Marvelous:''' You may have fooled Master Mogzin, but who hasn't? I knew the kupo nuts were fake from the moment I saw them. You'll have to try harder to trick the Mogmenders' most brilliant moogle. Perhaps if you used real kupo nuts next time...

'''Mogmul Mogbelly:''' I know the kupo nuts were fake, but my stomach still rumbles at the thought of them. If I were able to make my own, just imagine the moogles I'd trick.

===Speaking with Master Mogzin===
'''Master Mogzin:''' Well, now that things have settled, I do believe formal introductions are in order. I am Mogzin, master of the Mogmenders.
'''Master Mogzin:''' I never knew what a crafter was capable of until I saw those fake kupo nuts. With even a fraction of such skill, I've no doubt that we could restore Zenith to its former glory!
'''Master Mogzin:''' Still, I can't help but wonder what we could have accomplished had we listened to the other nine stonemasons... Oh well, I suppose there's no use wracking my pom-pom over the past! Besides, you and Tarresson are so much more kind and patient than the others.
'''Master Mogzin:''' You do plan to stay and teach us, right? We'll work every day until our paws are sore and our cheeks are flushed. I promise you that, kupo!

'''< What will you say? >'''
'''< Together we'll rebuild Bahrrr Lehs, kupo! >'''
'''< Piss off, kupo. >'''

'''''< Piss off, kupo. >'''''
'''Master Mogzin:''' I...I understand, kupo. For what it's worth, I promise to mend my ways from here on out. If you change your mind, I'll be waiting here.

'''''< Together we'll rebuild Bahrrr Lehs, kupo! >'''''
'''Master Mogzin:''' Truly, kupo? The others will be overjoyed to hear it!
'''Master Mogzin:''' Mogmenders! Let us go forth, tools in paw, and make Zenith shine once more!

====Cutscene====
'''System:''' Thanks to your efforts, the restoration of Bahrr Lehs has begun! Continue assisting the Mogmenders to see repair of the plaza completed.

'''System:''' You have achieved Neutral reputation with the Mogmenders.
'''System:''' Moogle society quests are now available from Mogek the Marvelous in Bahrr Lehs.
'''System:''' Furthermore, you may now purchase wares from Mogmul Mogbelly.

[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

The Brume Lifts

2026-04-26T04:31:34Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speak with Sestivald. */ Added gendered options.

{{Quest infobox
| title = The Brume Lifts
| description = Count Charlemend de Durendaire would petition your aid in realizing his bold vision for the future of Ishgard.
| image = the brume lifts1.png
| quest-giver = Charlemend de Durendaire
| related-npcs = Charlemend; Count Edmont de Fortemps; Drillemont; Sestivald
| location = The Firmament
| location-x = 10.4
| location-y = 12.4
| type = feature
| quest-line = Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Records of Unusual Endeavors Quests
| journal-genre = Ishgardian Restoration Sidequests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 60
| requirements =
| req-items = 1 Elaborate Epistle
| exp = 25000
| gil = 0
| reward1 = 10 Magicked Prism (House Fortemps)
| reward2 = 10 Magicked Prism (House Durendaire)
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = May Featherfall Flourish
| next-quest = You Can Count on It
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.35
| id-gt = 69496
| id-edb = 6ea4f7c99a7
}}
==Steps==
*Deliver the document to [[Sestivald]].
*Speak with Sestivald.

==Journal==
*Count Charlemend de Durendaire would petition your aid in realizing his bold vision for the future of Ishgard.

*On the streets of the newly opened Featherfall, the Count de Durendaire elaborates upon his plans for ensuring a thriving economy in Ishgard, a plan to which your old friend Lord Drillemont is quick to offer his aid. As Charlemend tells it, he seeks to employ his house's formidable fleet of airships as well as the knights who serve in his name─many of whom now sit idle with the war over─to ensure a steady flow of goods both into and out of the Holy See. To accomplish this, he will need an instructor to train a new contingent of pilots and machinists. Drillemont suggests one Sestivald, an accomplished airshipman and veteran of the war who has since fallen on hard times. Charlemend entrusts you with a contract, and you set off for the Brume to extend the offer to the unfortunate man.

*Sestivald can scarcely believe his ears that anyone would offer him such a prestigious position, and he accepts the offer with profuse gratitude, eager to seize this chance to turn his life around. You accompany the man to visit the Count de Durendaire, such that the arrangement may be finalized.

*Sestivald expresses his profound gratitude to Charlemend in front of Count Edmont de Fortemps, who has since joined you and your companions in the Brume. Moved by the Count de Durendaire's devotion to his new cause, he pledges that House Fortemps, too, will do their part to ensure that the long-suffering residents of the Brume will reap their fair share of Ishgard's newfound prosperity. You rejoice at the sight, heartened to see that a new age has truly dawned in the Holy See.

==Dialogue==

===Accepting the quest===
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' I thank you for entertaining my request. There is another who I believe would be keen to hear what you have to say. He shall be arriving anon.

(Cutscene)
'''Drillemont:''' [Forename]! The count mentioned there was someone he wished to introduce to me, but I did not expect it to be you! Tell me ─ how have you fared since last we met?
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' Hm? Ah...mayhap I should have surmised that the two of you were already acquainted.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' [Forename] accompanied Lord Francel and I on our trade delegation to the three nations, which I daresay would not have been nearly as successful as it was without his insight.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' Since returning home, I have been pondering many a matter. Long has House Durendaire stood at the fore and done its sworn duty to protect our countrymen from heretics and the Horde.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' But Ishgard now enters a new era. In these changing times, how must House Durendaire adapt to best serve our fair nation? This is the question that most occupies my thoughts of late.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' As our nation turns its eyes to the outside world, I would once more look within. House Durendaire shall see that our nation thrives as never before, and every Ishgardian is able to reap the benefits of peace and prosperity.
'''Drillemont:''' I...I am not sure what to say, my lord. Clearly, your journey has had quite an effect on you. Needless to say, I wholeheartedly agree with your noble aim, and promise to offer whatever aid is in my power to offer.
'''Drillemont:''' My knights, as well, are searching for ways in which they might serve the people now that their blades are no longer needed. Should you lack for manpower, you need but say the word.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' Very good. I would first task them with carrying out some long-overdue restorations in the Brume, which unfortunately remains in a most sorry state.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' But it will not suffice to physically rebuild the city. No, for our citizens to truly prosper, we will need a steady flow of goods and services. A healthy economy is the lifeblood of any nation, after all.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' To that end, I also intend to put House Durendaire's fleet of airships to use in shuttling materials to and from far-off lands.
'''Drillemont:''' You rode one of our vessels yourself when you aided us in reclaiming the Stone Vigil, did you not? You will forever have my gratitude for your efforts that day.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' In any event, we will have need of pilots and machinists ─ and in far greater numbers than we have now. There are many here who would benefit from learning a trade by which they might earn their keep. We will recruit these individuals and train them to the best of our ability.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' For this, I would enlist the services of a knowledgeable and patient instructor. Mayhap there is someone you could recommend, Lord Drillemont?
'''Drillemont:''' Why, yes. I do believe I know just the man. He knows our airships inside and out, and has an admirable passion for sharing his craft with those around him. He is battle-tested as well ─ he was the very pilot who served to help us reclaim the Stone Vigil, after all.
'''Drillemont:''' His name is Sestivald, and do not let his youth fool you ─ he is as knowledgeable and reliable as many men twice his age. That said, there is a rub. I have seen neither hide nor hair of him since the war ended. He suffered a wound in his last battle, and I have heard rumors that he has since fallen on hard times...
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' Many such men eke out a living in the Brume these days. It is a most unfortunate situation, and one that does not reflect well on our house...or our nation. We must do right by these brave souls, and we must do it now.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' And so I turn to you, [Forename]. Might I task you with seeking out this Sestivald and relaying my offer? I have already drawn up a contract, that you might deliver it to the man.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' I would approach the man directly, but our recent foray to the three nations has convinced me that when it comes to negotiating with the commonfolk, you are far more capable than I.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' Besides, if I am to bring my plans to fruition, there is another whose aid I must petition, and with all haste. Will you do me this favor and speak with Sestivald in my stead?
'''Drillemont:''' Then I, too, shall return to Whitebrim Front and recruit as many knights as I can for the cause.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' That would be most appreciated, Lord Drillemont.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' And with that, I will take my leave. May your meeting with Sestivald be a fruitful one.

===Deliver the document to Sestivald.===
'''Sestivald:''' Yes, I'm Sestivald. Who's ask ─...By the Fury, are mine eyes to be believed!?
'''Sestivald:''' What's this? “Count Charlemend de Durendaire would personally entreat your services as an instructor and mentor to aspiring airship pilots throughout the...” Look, you may be the Slayer of Gods, but if this is your idea of a jest─!
'''Sestivald:''' It...it is true, you say? Then, of course I accept. I would be a fool not to!
'''Sestivald:''' Though why the lord of the highest of houses and a hero such as yourself would turn to a broken-bodied nobody rotting his days away in the Brume is beyond my comprehension.
'''Sestivald:''' Pray allow me to say that it was a true honor to have had you on board my airship in the operation to retake the Stone Vigil. The mere memory of that triumph has carried me through even the darkest of days.
'''Sestivald:''' At any rate, the letter goes on to state that should I accept the offer, I am to report to the site of the planned training facility ─ which, according to this, is to be constructed here in the Brume ─ at once.
'''Sestivald:''' And I do believe I am inclined to do just that. Might I be so bold as to ask you to accompany me? It has been a while since I consorted with nobles, and I fear I might do something to embarrass myself.

===Speak with Sestivald.===
'''Sestivald:''' According to the letter, the site in question is just beyond here. Shall we?

(Cutscene)
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' You must be Sestivald. On behalf of House Durendaire, I thank you for entertaining my offer.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' Allow me to get right to the matter at hand. As you may know, Lord Francel's efforts to bolster trade with some of the most prestigious merchants from the three nations have borne considerable fruit. As such, we have need for capable airship pilots to shuttle supplies to and fro.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' Lord Drillemont has spoken highly of your expertise. I would have you train the next generation of pilots who will steer Ishgard to a brighter future. It is my hope that this will also serve to provide an honest, profitable trade for a number of the unfortunate souls who call this place home.
'''Sestivald:''' M-My lord, I...I do not know what to say. You show great mercy to this battered, broken man and give him a chance to rebuild his life in a way he never imagined.
'''Sestivald:''' I am honored and blessed to accept your offer. For as long as I draw breath, I will serve your cause with every onze of strength and passion that I am able to muster.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' There is also the matter of securing the funds necessary to operate the new facility, as well as to maintain our fleet. Lord Edmont, I trust I can count on the support of House Fortemps in this matter?
'''Count Edmont de Fortemps:''' That is no longer my decision to make. But I will consult with Artoirel, and I see no reason why he would not be receptive to your cause.
'''Count Edmont de Fortemps:''' When you arrived at Fortemps Manor and said you would speak with me in private, I must admit I had my doubts as to what you had in mind.
'''Count Edmont de Fortemps:''' But I cannot very well turn a blind eye to the unprivileged men and women of our society, can I? Not when the savior of Ishgard stands before me, ready to fight for them.
'''Count Edmont de Fortemps:''' That ''is'' why you brought {{alternatives|f=Mistress|m=Master}} [Surname] here, is it not? You may think yourself subtle, Lord Charlemend, but I am wise to your ways.
'''Count Edmont de Fortemps:''' After all, this is not the first time you have brought me around to your cause. Though this time, at least, I can say it is a noble one.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' For years, Houses Durendaire and Fortemps have struggled for supremacy. But we are not so different, you and I. Is it such a terrible thing that we take advantage of each other from time to time? I think not.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' Besides, I cannot very well let you live a life of leisurely retirement while I remain on the front lines, fighting for men and women who have been forgotten for far too long.
'''Charlemend de Durendaire:''' As members of Ishgard's most privileged class, it is our calling to lead our nation into a new era of prosperity and enlightenment ─ and I, for one, have no intention of shirking this duty.

''Thanks to your efforts, Houses Durendaire and Fortemps have awakened to the plight of Ishgard's poor and suffering, and the restoration of the Brume has begun in earnest!''
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

The Restaurateur's Guide to the Dragonstar

2026-04-17T02:56:29Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speak with Vidofnir */ Add dialogue option for fishers. Reformat a bit.

{{Quest infobox
| title = The Restaurateur's Guide to the Dragonstar
| image = the restaurateur's guide to the dragonstar.png
| description = [[Last Dregs]] management would discuss the further development of your business plan. ※The difficulty of this quest will be synced to your current level.
| quest-giver = N-7000
| related-npcs = Beleaguered Dragon; Jammingway; M-101; N-2174; Nihilistic Nibirun; Vidofnir (NPC)
| location = Ultima Thule
| location-x = 27.5
| location-y = 24.5
| type = feature
| quest-line = Omicron Main Quests
| journal-section = Allied Society Quests
| journal-category = Omicron Quests
| journal-genre = Omicron Main Quests
| level = 80
| quest-sync = true
| req-quest =
| req-items = 1 Pure Green Quartz, 1 Sohm Al Bloom, 1 Copperscale
| requirements = [[Disciple of the Land]] Respected [[Reputation]] maxed
| exp = 26928000
| gil = 1135
| reward(1-10) =
| unlocks = r6 Omicron, ach Voices of a Distant Server III
| prev-quest = And Another Question...
| next-quest = Mostly Heartless
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.25
| id-edb = 4868ec10736
| id-gt = 70140
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Jammingway]].
*Speak with [[N-7000]].
*Speak with [[Vidofnir]] at [[Anyx Trine]].
**{{MIN}} Mine [[Pure Green Quartz|pure green quartz]] southwest of Anyx Trine. 0/1
**{{BTN}} Gather [[Sohm Al Bloom|Sohm Al bloom]] northeast of Anyx Trine. 0/1
**{{FSH}}Catch a [[copperscale]] at [[Fishing Log: The Iron Feast|the Iron Feast]]. 0/1
*Deliver the [requested item] to N-7000.
*Speak with N-7000 in [[A-4 Research]].

==Journal==
* Last Dregs management would discuss the further development of your business plan.
** ※The difficulty of this quest will be synced to your current level.

* N-7000 and Jammingway are pleased to report that the Miw Miisv seem as happy as giant jellyfish from the sea of stars can possibly be─which is to say, quite. With the aim of experiencing the lively air these young creatures have imparted to the Last Dregs, you agree to accompany your fellow managers on their rounds.
** ※Please note that the difficulty of this quest has been synced to your current level. Furthermore, you may not proceed with a class or job that is different from when you accepted this quest.

* You find the Last Dregs bustling but not overcrowded, leading to the inevitable proposal that you procure yet more patrons. Ever overflowing with ideas, Jammingway asserts that the dragons would be prime candidates. Though N-7000 expresses strong reservations given its civilization's role in the Dragonstar's untimely end, it is eventually convinced to make contact in the name of a better future for all involved.

* You proceed to Reah Tahra, where Jammingway attempts to hail a representative of the Dragonstar. Though they do eventually succeed in this first step, it quickly becomes clear that your allied units will struggle to generate interest in the Last Dregs─or any feeling at all─due to the dragons' utter emotional exhaustion from having spent eons in mourning. Upon discussion, it is agreed that a dragon of more agreeable disposition might provide ideas on raising her kin from their dead-eyed torpor, so you make ready to return to Etheirys and consult with wise Vidofnir.

* Though she is aware of her people's history with the invaders from the Alphatron Star, Vidofnir elects to concern herself with the welfare of her fellow dragons rather than ancient grudges. She explains to your party that the sacred peaks of the Dragonstar once evoked such bittersweet nostalgia in Midgardsormr that he chose his brood's new home by the look of its mountains─the peak now known as Sohm Al first among them─and suggests you attempt to stir her lost kin's memories of the same. Fortunately, there is a Coerthan dessert that may do just that.

* Armed with the knowledge of which terrestrial resources once brought a nostalgic tear to Midgardsormr's eye, you gather the perfect ingredients near Anyx Trine, and set about making a confectioner's Sohm Al. Though your guest from Reah Tahra is reluctant at first, the sight of the dessert recalls memories of the Dragonstar's mountains that resonate to his very core, filling him with wistful fondness. Indeed, he soon wishes to bring other dragons to the Last Dregs for a similar experience, and reassures N-7000 that this will not mean the resuming of hostilities─for what is past is long, long past.

* Alongside your allies, you venture to Elysion, a portion of which has now been transformed into a vision of the Dragonstar. Peaks tower over a clutch of eggs, and hope that dragons may soon coast upon the breeze reigns. Apparently more affected by N-7000's previous statements than they let on, Jammingway takes this success as an opportunity to remind the unit of its life's worth, and its power to bring about change─scientific limitations be damned.

==Dialogue==

===Acceptance===
<pre>N-7000: <whirr> Miw Miisv status: thriving. According to recent scans, the Ea also emit pleased vibrations.
Jammingway: They aren't the only ones! Members of quite a few civilizations have been enjoying watching the Miw Miisv frolic, and customer satisfaction has risen accordingly.
Jammingway: On that note─it is just about time for our regular rounds at the café. Care to join?
</pre>

===Speak with Jammingway===
(Optional) N-7000: Café status: bustling. Installation of additional seating recommended.
<pre>Jammingway: As you can see, the Last Dregs is now patronized by entities of all ages─and we have expanded our beverage range to accommodate both the young and the very, very old accordingly.
N-7000: Now that the Miw Miisv and the Ea have settled in, the timing to introduce new patrons is optimal.
Jammingway: As a matter of fact, I was just thinking the same!
Jammingway: We've had such good luck with the Ea, it only seems natural that we invite the dragons next. They too are residents of Ultima Thule, after all.
N-7000: <whirr> Shall this unit scan your cranial cavern for irregularities? We Omicrons are the dragons' mortal enemies─they would not willingly break bread or any other substance with us. Projections indicate they may be traumatized by the very suggestion.
Jammingway: Are you worried about them? How endearing!
Jammingway: Yet if Ultima Thule is to move forward, its people cannot remain mired in the conflicts of the past. It would befoul the dynamis, for one thing, and bugger up our hard work. You must learn to live in harmony!
N-7000: <whirr> Acknowledged...but this unit will excuse itself from promotional efforts. The probability of the Dragonstar's life-forms reacting adversely to Omicron presence in their territory exceeds acceptable parameters.
Jammingway: Parameters, shmarameters. It may be risky, but if the dragons are to believe that the Omicrons have turned over a new leaf, I can think of no better ambassador.
Jammingway: You may not be able to rewind time and un-conquer the Dragonstar, but you can certainly strive to do better in the future we're creating. Dynamis makes the impossible possible─you said so yourself!
N-7000: ...Encouragement tentatively internalized. This unit will attempt to serve as an ambassador for peace.
Jammingway: Then it is off to Reah Tahra we go!</pre>

===In Rhea Tahra===
(Optional) Nihilistic Nibirun: The mournful dirge that echoes through this place is pleasing to the ear. Why do some of these individuals still rage against their fate?
(Optional) Jammingway: Good perpetual evening, good sir, madam, or other! Can I interest you in a hot cup of coffee?
(Optional) Beleaguered Dragon: ......

<pre>N-7000: This unit has detected an additional hurdle to fulfilling the current objective.
Jammingway: Excuse me! Can I interest you in, er...anything? Anything at all!?
Jammingway: Hello!? Ignoring me won't make me go away!
Beleaguered Dragon: ...I wondered how a tuft of floss did come to clamor so, but 'tis no more than one of thy strange companions. This explaineth much.
Beleaguered Dragon: Wilt thou not leave me to my slumber? So long have I been weary...
Jammingway: We have just the thing for that─coffee! Delectable cuisine, as well. Why not stop by the Last Dregs and see what the civilizations of Ultima Thule are raving about?
Jammingway: I realize that you may have complicated feelings about my Omicron friend here, but we would nevertheless offer you a place to eat, drink, and be merry!
Beleaguered Dragon: Art thou attempting to provoke me...? Though I suppose it matters not.
Beleaguered Dragon: Neither grief nor hate stir within me, for my flame hath long since flickered and died.
N-7000: <whirr> The news that you do not wish to inflict vengeful obliteration upon the Alphatron Star should be welcome. However, this unit finds it unexpectedly difficult to process.
N-7000: Are you certain you do not desire revenge? Not even a micron? It may be advisable to gnaw on this unit in the name of experimentation, lest your conclusion be premature.
Beleaguered Dragon: To what end? The destruction of a single machine changeth naught─meaneth naught.
Beleaguered Dragon: Aye, we dragons once reveled as thou wouldst have me do. In the mountain's shadow did we gather to sing. Yet even our melodies are naught but memory now...
Beleaguered Dragon: If I no longer weep for the silence, machine, why dost thou believe I have aught to spare for thee?
N-7000: <whirr> Conversational difficulty levels critical. This unit requests permission to retreat.
Jammingway: Not so fast! The Karellians' apocalyptic aggression didn't stop us, and neither will this dragon's depression.
Jammingway: All of our patrons have needed a little help in learning to hope again. It's just a matter of discerning what they value and how to provide it.
Jammingway: Fortunately, we have the great [Forename] at our side! I've heard tell that you have no little experience treating with dragons.
Jammingway: And though the dragons here may not recall their passions, if the Dragonsong War is any indication, their brethren on Etheirys possess no such problem.
Jammingway: Surely there is at least one dragon of your acquaintance with whom we can consult?
Jammingway: Vrtra!? Satrap of Radz-at-Han? Oh, no, I wouldn't dream of calling him away from his work for this.
Jammingway: Vidofnir it is, then. As a leader of her people and an arbiter of peace, she must have some advice about disagreeable dragons.
Jammingway: And she doesn't sound like the sort to let her elders on the Dragonstar wallow for eternity.
N-7000: Etheirys's historical records are not registered to this unit's database, but the proposed course sounds logical as described.
N-7000: It is statistically probable that they will not welcome assistance from a former enemy...but this unit believes that we must restore hope to dragonkind.
Jammingway: Then it's decided. Do we need to pack chassis wax or anything?
N-7000: This unit must remain in Ultima Thule to ensure the smooth operation of the Last Dregs while allied life-forms are away. However, a portable communications drone can be dispatched for the journey.
Jammingway: How convenient! Let us make for Anyx Trine posthaste!</pre>
(Optional) Beleaguered Dragon: Would that I could recall the feel of the mountain breeze...but even that lieth beyond my power now.

===Speak with Vidofnir===
<pre>Vidofnir: Dost thou ever rest, Little One? Thou hast brought salvation to the star, yet thy countenance bespeaks a mission.
Vidofnir: The will of the star hath blessed thee with charming companions.
Vidofnir: Yet to think I should meet one of the “machines” that drove my grandsire from the Dragonstar... 'Tis like unto a bedtime fable.
Vidofnir: Fear not, for I shall not rebuke thee. Thou wouldst not be the first to call an old foe “friend”...
Vidofnir: 'Tis the fate of the dragons that concerneth me. To condemn them to an empty existence forevermore would be cruel indeed.
N-7000: This unit did not expect to find you so...pleasant? Alive? It is difficult to locate the proper lexical data.
N-7000: Jammingway shared much data about the dragons of Etheirys during the journey, but this unit struggles to process that those who embrace an ageless existence upon this star are of the same species as the life-forms we encountered in Ultima Thule.
N-7000: Your dragons too faced countless battles and great suffering, yet they emerged whole. This unit wonders how much can be attributed to faith in their allied units, and how much to the resilience of their hope─or if these two variables are one and the same.
Jammingway: ...Which brings us back to our purpose here. Is there anything we can say to the dragons of Ultima Thule that might open their hearts to embrace hope once more?
Vidofnir: My sire, Hraesvelgr, oft spoke of Midgardsormr's tales of the Dragonstar, for from these memories was our Sohm Al born.
Vidofnir: 'Tis mine understanding that the Dragonstar possessed a sacred peak resplendent, and 'twas my grandsire's longing for its heights that drew him to nest upon Etheirys.
Vidofnir: Mine ancestors doubtless felt its loss as keenly, yet their despair hath given way to exhaustion. The memory 'tis but a dull ache in their hearts.
Vidofnir: Restore to them memory untainted by bitterness, and they may yet be inspired as my grandsire once was. Words, however, shall not suffice.
Jammingway: If not words, what about taste? We've managed to evoke joyful recollections via soup before─surely we can do the same for the dragons.
N-7000: Previous customer data supports this hypothesis.
N-7000: However, dragons do not possess a culinary tradition as such. As with the Grebuloffs, we must think outside standard parameters.
Jammingway: Oh, I believe I have precisely what we need.
Jammingway: Among the recipes provided to us by our Sharlayan collaborators is one from Ishgard─a dessert resembling Sohm Al! If that's not outside standard parameters, I don't know what is.
Vidofnir: A curious proposal, but thou art welcome to attempt it.
(If player is a Miner:)
Vidofnir: Southwest of Anyx Trine lie lustrous minerals, their sheen not unlike those of the Dragonstar's peaks. Collect them with my blessing.
(If player is a Botanist:)
Vidofnir: My grandsire once spoke of the pale blossoms northeast of Anyx Trine as like unto those of the Dragonstar's valleys. Collect them with my blessing.
(If player is a Fisher:)
Vidofnir: My grandsire once spoke of an iridescent fish in the Iron Feast, its scales a shade identical to the Dragonstar's holy peak. Collect one with my blessing---I am told they subsist upon roe.
N-7000: This unit reminds you that all proceeds from gold salmon roe---available perpetually in A-4 Research---will be directed toward Omicron enhancement initiatives.
(all)
Jammingway: It sounds like we shall be gazing upon a resplendent─and edible─peak in no time!
N-7000: This unit requests that you return to the Last Dregs before initiating baking protocols. The utility of this drone's tiny digits is limited.</pre>
(Optional) Vidofnir: Thou art truly a warrior of warriors, yet much else besides...

===Return to The Last Dregs===
(Optional) Jammingway: We do strive to make our dishes visually appealing, but this will be our greatest challenge yet! I do hope the dragons appreciate it...

<pre>N-7000: Drone battery low. This unit has returned it to the charging station despite Jammingway's protests.

(Player is prompted to hand over the items)

N-7000: Ingredients consistent with Dragonstar environmental records. Please initiate baking protocols.
Jammingway: Consider them initiated. Dessert is go!
Beleaguered Dragon: Remember, machine─'tis only at the purported request of my kin across the expanse that I humor thee. Do not test my patience overlong.
Jammingway: We wouldn't dream of it! Now, if you'll come this way...
Beleaguered Dragon: ...Thy tiny hands wrought this for my sake?
Jammingway: Yes! Syaan's less-tiny hands and N-7000's spinny whatsits also helped. We worked hard to make it as much like the holy peak of the Dragonstar as possible.
Jammingway: Do you... Do you like it?
Beleaguered Dragon: ......
Beleaguered Dragon: ...'Tis difficult to say. My palate recalleth not what flavors once appealed. Visually, however...
Beleaguered Dragon: I see it. The peaks dividing the Dragonstar in twain, bright clouds to shroud them...
Beleaguered Dragon: I feel the wind upon my scales, and I...remember.
Beleaguered Dragon: A passing strange place, this... Yet for the newfound bond with my distant kin, and these memories gifted unto me, I am grateful.
Beleaguered Dragon: The gesture hath touched me─of that, be certain.</pre>

Player Response Choices:
1. Do you feel a bit better now?
2. It's all right to miss home. Everyone does, sometimes.

<pre>Beleaguered Dragon: Indeed. How beautiful it was, our Dragonstar. How joyfully its winds did brace our wings...
Beleaguered Dragon: I should like my kin to remember those days. No longer to mourn them, but dream of them once more...
N-7000: This unit is pleased to hear of your spiritual revival.
N-7000: However, it would be remiss of this unit not to remind you that our establishment employs a large Omicron staff. Your kin would be most welcome to join you, but would this not be intolerable to them?
Beleaguered Dragon: Metal warrior... Thou art not the same as thou once were. No more are we. I know not what to make of this future, but I would linger no longer in the past.
Beleaguered Dragon: That is why you created this place, is it not?
N-7000: <whirr> Logic circuits: complete. Threat level: nominal. Business status: booming.
N-7000: However, this unit is experiencing an anomalous overflow. Conditions mathematically insufficient to generate current levels of mission satisfaction. Further analysis required. Initializing additional processors...
Jammingway: Are you sure you aren't just...happy? You know, like a squishy-wishy organic life-form?
N-7000: An illogical life-form such as yourself could not begin to understand this unit's internal workings. Terminating interaction─good-bye.
Jammingway: Don't you dare go into sleep mode! Coward!
Jammingway: We cannot let N-7000's emotional disfunction detract from our success. To Elysion! We'll drag it there if we must.</pre>
(Optional) Jammingway: I'm happy, you're happy, the dragon is happy... There's nothing anomalous about being happy!

===Speak with N-7000===
Inspiration has touched the dragons' hearts, and given form to a nostalgic vista from the Dragonstar.
Yet still there is room for Elysion to grow and change! What other hopes will the power of dynamis bring to life?

<pre>N-7000: <whirr> Please refrain from vibrating your vocal organs. This unit will continue processing anomalous satisfaction levels once Elysion status has been verified.
Beleaguered Dragon: I do hope that winds bless yonder peak...
Jammingway: What a majestic sight that was. And so pointy!
N-7000: <whirr> Harmony between dragons and Omicrons defies any and all prior projections.
Jammingway: A rousing success, then!
N-7000: Given historical events, it should not be possible per the laws of the universe. Only in Ultima Thule could such a thing occur.
Jammingway: In that case, I'd better not hear you question our potential ever again! This is definitive proof that we can do anything if we put our minds to it, no matter what your projections say.
Jammingway: I was created by someone too, you know? But I don't believe that being artificial makes our experiences any less worthwhile. We're here, and we're making a difference! Have a little faith─that's what living is all about.
N-7000: ...This unit did not realize that you were plagued by similar existential doubts, though it does explain your desire to pry into psyches you do not understand. Nevertheless, this unit will produce noises of generalized validation.
Jammingway: Well...good! We've created a miracle here today─as well as new bonds between dragonkind that span time and space. I propose we bask in that glory for a while!</pre>
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

The Hero's Journey

2026-04-05T03:49:09Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speak with Cyella */

{{Quest infobox
| title = The Hero's Journey
| description = Cyella is not finished with you yet.
| image =
| quest-giver = Cyella
| related-npcs = Beq Lugg; Cerigg; Taynor; Unukalhai; Urianger
| location = The Crystarium
| location-x = 10.7
| location-y = 15.3
| type = sidequest
| quest-line = Void Quests
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Side Story Quests
| journal-genre = Void Quests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 80
| requirements =
| req-items = 1 Unukalhai's Spirit Vessel
| exp = 0
| gil = 3053
| mettle =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = The Diabolical Bismarck, Thok Around the Clock, A Fiendish Likeness, A Deific Simulacrum, A Demonic Duplicate, Safekeeping
| next-quest = One Step Closer
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.4
| id-gt = 69522
| id-edb = f3f792f1b91
}}
==Walkthrough==
To unlock this quest, players must complete the following quests:
*{{i|The Diabolical Bismarck}} and {{i|Thok Around the Clock}} - requires clearing both {{i|The Limitless Blue (Extreme)}} and {{i|Thok ast Thok (Extreme)}}. '''These can be completed solo at level 80 using an [[Unrestricted Party]] (unsyncing) or through [[Party Finder]]'''. Like other extreme trials, it is not recommended to queue in [[Duty Finder]] for completions.
*{{i|A Fiendish Likeness}}, {{i|A Deific Simulacrum}}, and {{i|A Demonic Duplicate}}, which requires completion of the entire [[Warring Triad]] (Lv. 60 trials) questline. These quests unlock the corresponding extreme trials, but it is '''not''' necessary to clear them to complete the quests.
*{{i|Safekeeping}}, which is unlocked by completing all other [[Role Quests]] in [[Shadowbringers]].

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Unukalhai]] in [[the Rising Stones]].
*Find a decent spot to await [[Urianger]]'s return.
*Deliver Unukalhai's spirit vessel to [[Beq Lugg]] at [[the Cabinet of Curiosity]].
*Speak with [[Cyella]].
*Speak with [[Taynor]].

==Journal==
*Cyella is not finished with you yet.

*Cyella speaks to you of Unukalhai, a fellow lost soul from the Thirteenth shard. Though he formerly served Elidibus, with the emissary gone, he will be wanting for purpose─a feeling Cyella knows all too well. Concerned for the boy's well-being, she asks that you offer him your support when next you meet in the Source.

*You find Unukalhai in the Rising Stones. It seems he too remembers Cyella─who he knows as Cylva─fondly from their meeting after the fall of the Thirteenth, and is indeed at a loose end as she speculated. In light of both of these truths, he wonders if he mightn't seek her counsel as to what course he should pursue next. The two of you ask the opinion of Urianger, who confirms that this could theoretically be accomplished with the use of a spirit vessel, and agrees to perform the necessary magicks.

*After only a short wait, Urianger presents you with Unukalhai's spirit vessel. He mentions that transferring the boy into the vessel posed little problem, as he─much like the Ascians with whom you have become so familiar─is a spirit without permanent corporeal form, but cautions you that this very state may pose a problem for Unukalhai at some point in the future.

*After crossing to the First, you seek out Beq Lugg. Though they are a bit put out by your recklessness in bringing another soul across the rift, they confirm that they can draw Unukalhai from the vessel and reconstitute him. At your insistence, they also agree to meet you at the Wandering Stairs when the task is accomplished, that you might drop a hint to Cyella in the meantime.

*You keep Cyella waiting in suspense for longer than intended before Beq Lugg and Unukalhai make their appearance. When the discussion turns to the history of the Thirteenth, he wonders aloud if it might not be possible to restore balance to that world in the same way you did for the First. Beq Lugg suggests that a thorough understanding of the state of affairs there is necessary to truly know one way or the other. For that, however, you will need to open a gate to the void.

*Taynor, resident expert on hollows and the creation thereof, is thankfully not far away, and Unukalhai wastes no time in asking him if he can open a voidgate. Taynor is initially reticent, pointing out that he is unable to perform a spell of the necessary power without assistance, and that it took him and Nyelbert years of training before they were able to do any such thing─but Cyella suggests that Unukalhai use his talent to intuit via aether the memories and emotions that remain in Nyelbert's crystal. This enables him to understand much of what is required for the technique, as well as how badly Nyelbert wanted to save Taynor from his accidental exile. Moved by his friend's dedication, Taynor is inspired to join hands with Unukalhai and put the power to create hollows to good use at last.

==Dialogue==

===Acceptance===
<pre>Cyella: Seeing the lot of you together like that─it reminds me of the old days. Ardbert and the rest, drinking and bickering and laughing... Drove each other half-mad at times, but there was never any question of who'd be there when times got tough.
Cyella: Can't help but wonder, can I? If I'd had companions like that back home, could it have been saved?
Cyella: I'm not the only one who tried, though each of us stood alone. There was Unukalhai...
Cyella: Yes... He, too, was one would-be savior of the Thirteenth, and was spared his fated demise by Ascian devices.
Cyella: We spoke once, after the destruction of our world. If the others could be saved, we thought, we yet had parts to play.
Cyella: What he's up to now that Elidibus is gone, though, I have no idea. Has he found himself a new role, as I have? Or does he feel as adrift as we were back then?
Cyella: If you encounter him in the Source, I ask that you help him find a way forward─just as you have helped all of us here.</pre>

===Speak to Unukalhai===
<pre>Unukalhai: Well met, [Forename]. What brings you here today?
Unukalhai: Urianger did apprise me of your travels in the First. And of what became of Elidibus, at long last...
Unukalhai: But I was not aware that you were working with Cylva.
Unukalhai: I consider her a comrade of sorts, though our time together was short. Looking upon the twisted remains of the world you tried to save creates a bond that few can understand.
Unukalhai: At that time, we spoke of what we could hope to achieve with our newfound immortality...and of our regrets.
Unukalhai: Though I then believed what had happened to be the natural result of my age and inexperience, I now think this was merely the least painful explanation I could offer myself.
Unukalhai: Cylva is right─we ought to have sought each other out before it was too late.
Unukalhai: I would not make the same mistake again. With the Warring Triad gone, I am indeed in need of new purpose. But to seek it alone is folly.
Unukalhai: I should like to speak with Cylva─assuming such a thing is possible. As I mentioned, she understands how I feel more than any other.
Unukalhai: You speak of the spirit vessel, correct? The means by which the Scions returned to the Source.
Unukalhai: If I understand the principles at work correctly, then it was a near miracle that you succeeded in bringing them back without killing them.</pre>

Player Response Choices
1. There may be a way
2. Of course. All I require is ''your soul''

Unukalhai: If Elidibus is to be believed, however, my current state makes me something of an exception in matters of life and death!
Unukalhai: In which case, there is naught to be lost from making the attempt. Please, say you'll help.

Player Reponse Choices
1. We need an expert in spirit vessels.
2. I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing!

<pre>Urianger: Pray forgive the delay. Thou didst seek my council?
Urianger: Aye, the gifts granted young Unukalhai by Hydaelyn and the Ascians may prove a boon in easing the transition.
Urianger: However, I know not to what extent, nor what might befall thy spirit should it be lost betwixt worlds.
Unukalhai: Nevertheless...I know that this is my path forward. Please, Urianger.
Urianger: Very well. If thou believest that thou shalt find new purpose in the First, I will do all in my power to see thee safely there.
Urianger: We shall be but a few moments. Mayhap a worthy tome might keep thee occupied whilst I perform the necessary magicks?</pre>

====Stand in the Decent Spot====
<pre>Urianger: 'Tis done. Pray guard his vessel well.
Urianger: Unukalhai is as I and the other Scions were on the First─a soul with form, yet no true body. Thus 'twas a simple matter to transfer him to the vessel using the selfsame process as before.
Urianger: To withdraw his essence once across the rift ought to prove similarly straightforward. However...
Urianger: I fear that such an existence cannot sustain itself indefinitely. Look to the Ascians' example─their persistent use of flesh-and-blood vessels surely hath cause.
Urianger: Be it danger akin to that which would have befallen us had we not returned to the Source, I know not─but the time may come when the boy requireth a fully corporeal form.
Urianger: Should this come to pass, I trust that thou shalt come to his aid.
Urianger: For the moment, however, thou needst only convey the spirit vessel to Beq Lugg. Farewell...both of thee.</pre>

===Speak with Beq Lugg===
Beq Lugg: Back again, are you? I'm flattered that you've grown so fond of Norvrandt─or I would be, but you have that expression you lot always wear when you're about to ask me for something...
Beq Lugg: You did what!?
Beq Lugg: After all of the perils your friends faced, and the labors we undertook to return them to your world, you've brought another soul across the rift? Have you no common sense?

Player Response Choices
1. Nope!
2. It's fiiine. Just work your magic! Magicks. Whichever.

Beq Lugg: There had better be a very compelling reason for all of this, whelp.
Beq Lugg: Removing spirit from vessel will be easy enough, I suppose.
Beq Lugg: However, it requires a few moments without your breathing down my neck. Also, your friend is unlikely to materialize with clothes on, so I doubt they'll want an
audience. You should wait here─perhaps take the opportunity for some self-reflection?
Beq Lugg: Oh, very well. At least I tried. We'll find you at the Wandering Stairs directly, then.

===Speak with Cyella===
<pre>Cyella: You want me to speak with someone? Very well─you've done the same at my request often enough.
Cyella: How long are we meant to wait for this friend of yours? I do have work to do, you know.

Beq Lugg: Ah, here you are. Pardon the delay─it took some time to acquire robes of an appropriate size.

Cyella: Is this them?

Unukalhai: Cylva!

Cyella: Wh─ Unukalhai!?

Unukalhai: Indeed, it is I. Trust me─I can hardly believe that I'm here myself!

Cyella: I should think so! When I sent [Forename] to ask after you, it never occurred to me that you might be able to cross the rift without Ascian aid...</pre>

'''''What will you say?'''''
> No mysterious mask?
> Lost your taste for subterfuge, I see.

<pre>(both)
Unukalhai: My choices and my reasons are my own, now.
Unukalhai: If I am to have faith in them─in myself─I cannot hide who I am.

Beq Lugg: Speaking of which...
Beq Lugg: Unukalhai was kind enough to fill me in─unlike some─and I was interested to hear of an erstwhile hero of the Thirteenth serving libations at the Wandering Stairs. But that this hero should be you surpasses the scope of even my considerable imaginings!

Cyella: Was that you at Gruenes Licht? So long ago?
Beq Lugg: Not so long to me...or you, mayhap. Though I had thought I might at last put those days behind me.
Beq Lugg: ...But perhaps this is for the best. They're not all bad memories.

Cyella: They never are.

Beq Lugg: I should very much like to hear your story─should you be willing to share it.

Cyella: Our world, like this one, had its share of would-be heroes, myself and Unukalhai among them. Unlike your Warriors of Light, however, each was unaware of─or unconcerned with─our fellows.
Cyella: But to fight alone is to fall alone, and the insidious aether of the auracite used to seal primals corrupted once-noble souls and turned them, one by one, to Darkness.
Cyella: Even those who resisted this fate could not escape its consequences─no surprise, perhaps, as we continued to struggle in solitude. We were spared by Ascian machinations...but only as our world met its death.

Unukalhai: ...But what if that death could be undone? I was told that much of the First was consumed by Light, as our home was by Darkness, yet balance and life are being restored to even that scoured land they call “the Empty.”
Unukalhai: If such a thing is possible, then why not the reverse? Could we not bring Light back to the Thirteenth?

Cyella: Even the Ascians considered the Thirteenth lost. Thus was it excluded from the Rejoining...
Cyella: But what say you? You have a way of making miracles happen.</pre>

'''''What will you say?'''''
> Anything is possible.
Cyella: That doesn't sound like an empty platitude, coming from you. It was the same with Ardbert...
> The World of Darkness was not in a state I'd consider salvageable.
Cyella: You speak almost as though you've really seen it. Wait...

Beq Lugg: Pardon the interruption, but might I suggest a closer examination of conditions on the Thirteenth before we form any conclusions?

'''''What will you say?'''''
> How would we go about that safely?
> We could use the Crystal Tower to open a voidgate, couldn't we? Please?
Beq Lugg: Have you lost your head!? The Crystal Tower is not a toy, and you are not to use it to unleash great and terrible voidsent upon this world!

Beq Lugg: According to the records, there was a group who worked out how to open small voidgates, through which to summon minor fell beasts and the like. Magicks of that nature should work, though I am unsure if any with knowledge of the original technique yet live...

'''''What will you say?'''''
> That sounds familiar...
> There's one right over there.

(both)
Unukalhai: How fortunate! Let us inquire with this “Taynor” immediately.
Beq Lugg: Yes, you do that. In the meantime, I will ready a means for peering into the depths of the void without endangering ourselves. Use these to contact me when you're prepared to open the gate.
Unukalhai: We shall─at the very first opportunity, I promise!

====Optional Conversations====
Cyella: He really hasn't aged a day! Not that it should surprise me, of all people, but...
Unukalhai: What a fascinating place to spend one's days. I should love to hear more about the patrons that have passed through.

===Speak with Taynor===
<pre>Taynor: It's always a pleasure, [Forename].

Cerigg: Aye. But who's your friend? I don't believe we've met.

Unukalhai: We have not, as I'm not from this world. The situation is rather complicated, but I hope that you might be willing to assist me...

Taynor: Hmm. It is true that we had the means to open such portals.
Taynor: We call them “hollows,” and it was through one of these that I was drawn into the rift...

Unukalhai: So it is possible!

Taynor: Not with my power alone. I understand the greatness of your need, and were Nyelbert still at my side, I should be glad to make the attempt, but the technique required the combined force of our energies in resonance.

Unukalhai: If one person's magicks are insufficient, perhaps I could assist. From what I can sense, our aetherial reserves are roughly equivalent, and our physical similarities suggest that our energies are not incompatible...

Taynor: I fear you underestimate the difficulty of the task. Nyelbert and I were born for this, and even so, it took us years before our efforts were perfectly in step.

Unukalhai: I realize that it's a lot to ask considering that we've just met, but could we not at least attempt it?
Unukalhai: Yours is the only such magic I've ever heard of, and if we might actually be able to save my home...

Cyella: May I interject?
Cyella: You will recall that the crystals in my possession preserve the memories of the former Warriors of Light, including Nyelbert's, in aetherial form.
Cyella: And Unukalhai here has a particular talent for interpreting the minds and motives of aetherial beings─the primals.

Unukalhai: If I could apply the same principles to interpret Nyelbert's crystal...

Cyella: An experiment worth trying, at the least. I'll fetch it.

Unukalhai: Speak to me, Nyelbert...

Cyella: Do his memories of training with Taynor remain?

Unukalhai: They do... And such strong sentiment with them...
Unukalhai: Taynor... You should know that Nyelbert desired nothing so much as to rescue you, his dearest friend. He held so fiercely to his memories of the technique you mastered together because he hoped they might be your salvation.

Taynor: Oh, Nyelbert. I...
Taynor: ...I won't let them go to waste. I will do what I can to help see the Thirteenth restored.

Unukalhai: Thank you.

Cerigg: I won't pretend I understand the half of what's going on here. Just keep them from running headlong into anything too dangerous, will you?
Cerigg: Nothing to worry about so long as you're around, I'm sure.

Cyella: Wicked white! I nearly forgot─I've half a dozen orders to fill. You know where to find me when you've made progress with the gate.</pre>

====Optional Conversation====
Taynor: We're ready when you are.
Cerigg: That Unukalhai could stand to slow down a bit, but who hasn't been a touch reckless in pursuit of a good cause? Try to make sure he stays in one piece, eh?
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=QqCDOkjZK3E}}

The Hero's Journey

2026-04-05T03:48:15Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speak with Cyella */

The Hero's Journey

2026-04-05T03:47:50Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speak with Cyella */ Added missing dialogue, reformatted some choices.

Fragments of Truth

2026-03-15T04:46:49Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speaking with Erkenrad */ Added feminine title.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Fragments of Truth
| description = Urianger would speak with you regarding your mission to prevent Bahamut's return.
| image = Fragments_of_Truth_Image.png
| quest-giver = Urianger
| related-npcs = Alisaie; Alisaie's Assistant; Alphinaud; Erkenrad
| location = The Waking Sands
| type = feature
| quest-line = Bahamut Quests
| journal-section = Chronicles of a New Era
| journal-category = Bahamut Quests
| journal-genre =
| location-x = 6.0
| location-y = 4.9
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 50
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 0
| gil = 1018
| unlocks = ra The Final Coil of Bahamut - Turn 1, ra The Final Coil of Bahamut - Turn 2, ra The Final Coil of Bahamut - Turn 3, ra The Final Coil of Bahamut - Turn 4
| prev-quest = Alisaie's Resolve
| next-quest = Alisaie's Path
| release = a realm reborn
| patch = 2.4
| id-gt = 65579
| id-edb = 0c47c665c78
}} __NOTOC__
==Walkthrough==
Because the Coils of Bahamut have a difficulty somewhere between (Extreme) and (Savage), these raids are not included in any [[Duty Roulette|roulette]] (even [[Duty_Roulette#Duty_Roulette:_Mentor|Mentor]]). As such, players queuing via [[Duty Finder]] will almost never be able to form a party.
 That being the case, it is recommended that newer players use the [[Party Finder]] to seek the assistance of a couple of level-capped players for a "desync run" using the [[Unrestricted Party]] option. This will allow players to see the story at an appropriate point in their [[Main Scenario Quest]] progression.

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Alisaie's Assistant|Alisaie's assistant]] at [[the Burning Wall]].
*Rescue [[Alisaie's Assistant|Alisaie's assistant]] at the [[Singing Shards]].
*Speak with [[Urianger]] at the [[Ceruleum Processing Plant]].
*Speak with [[Alisaie]].
*Speak with [[Erkenrad]].

==Journal==
*Urianger would speak with you regarding your mission to prevent Bahamut's return.

*You have scarcely exchanged two sentences with Urianger when Alisaie appears seeking the Archon's counsel on how to gain entry to the remaining internment hulks. Urianger suggests that she return to the connecting fragments of Dalamud in your company, in hopes that your presence will set events in motion, as it has so often in the past. In the meantime, the Archon promises to seek answers of his own. Make your way to the fragment situated at the Burning Wall in eastern Thanalan, and speak with Alisaie's assistant who has been reconnoitering the site.

*To your disappointment, Alisaie's assistant reports that he has been unable to identify a viable path to the fragment's exterior, let alone a means to access its interior. Just as you are about to leave for Mor Dhona, where the next fragment lies, he adds that he has lost contact with his colleague there. Make haste to the Singing Shards, and ensure that the man does not come to harm.

*You arrive at the Singing Shards just in time to prevent Alisaie's second assistant from coming to a sticky end. Unfortunately, the news he has for you is not good. If the fellow is to be believed, there will be no entering the fragment of Dalamud in Mor Dhona. Moments later, however, Urianger contacts you via linkpearl to notify you that he may have found a way to breach the remaining fragments. Make haste to the Ceruleum Processing Plant in northern Thanalan, where the Archon will furnish you with the details.

*Urianger explains to you the method which he and certain other nameless individuals have conceived to reach the remaining internment hulks. Requiring that the laws of aetherial travel be bent to breaking point, the process entails considerable danger, but Alisaie is willing to take the risk. Meet her at the crystal formation known as Dalamud's Talons situated to the north of the plant.

*Alphinaud arrives at Dalamud's Talons shortly after you do, revealing himself to be Urianger's mysterious collaborator. Having questioned his twin on the origin of her resolve, he declares that he will be joining your party on this descent into the Binding Coil. Speak with Erkenrad at the Ceruleum Processing Plant when you are ready to embark upon your mission.

*Erkenrad acknowledges your readiness. At your word, you and your comrades will be transported directly inside the first of the two remaining internment hulks. Upon arrival, you must make your way to the main bridge and disable the coil responsible for Bahamut's regeneration. Spare no preparation and expect fierce resistance.

==Dialogue==
===Accepting the quest===
'''Urianger:''' Man is wont to cast light wheresoever secrets lie hid in darkness─though that which he illuminateth seldom bringeth him joy. So it is with such unhappy truths as Bahamut's immense shadow doth conceal.
'''Urianger:''' Yet ever onward forgeth Mistress Alisaie, undeterred by the burden of knowledge that weigheth heavy on her heart. 'Tis a perilous path she hath chosen, and a painful one. I prithee, [Forename], remain by her side as her valiant blade, that she might see her quest to its conclusion.

====Cutscene====
'''Alisaie:''' [Forename]─it is well that you are here.

'''Urianger:''' My lady. How might I serve you this day?

'''Alisaie:''' I have met with some difficulty in my mission, Urianger, and I should be grateful for your counsel.
'''Alisaie:''' As you know, Bahamut's physical form is regenerating beneath the Carteneau Flats even as we speak.
'''Alisaie:''' If we are to prevent his return, we must needs disable the two remaining internment hulks that sustain him.
'''Alisaie:''' Every moment our mission is delayed, the realm is pushed closer to the brink of destruction.
'''Alisaie:''' Alas, though I have determined the locations of the fragments of Dalamud leading to the hulks, I have been unable to find a way to enter them.

'''Urianger:''' ...And gaining admittance is but the first step in your perilous undertaking.
'''Urianger:''' When last thou descended into Bahamut's subterranean fastness, thou didst discover, didst thou not, that the dread primal had bound the shade of Nael van Darnus unto his will.
'''Urianger:''' And though thou didst consign the fallen legatus to blessed oblivion, thou mayest recall that the piteous wretch was ''not alone''. Doubt not but that Bahamut's ''other'' thralls shall seek to hinder thy passage.

'''Alisaie:''' ...You ''can'' say his name, Urianger. I have not forgotten that my grandfather is waiting for us.

'''Urianger:''' My lady. I would remind you, as I must oft remind myself, that the man whom we both loved and revered is no more. What remaineth is but a shade which defileth his memory.
'''Urianger:''' The vile verbiage that spilleth from his lips must not be heeded, for it cometh not from your grandsire, but from Bahamut himself.

'''Alisaie:''' You need not worry, Urianger. Come what may, I will not stray from the course.
'''Alisaie:''' >> I will not let Grandfather's sacrifice be in vain! <<
'''Alisaie:''' <sigh> But mere words will not take us whither we must go. As I said, I have been unable to find a way to enter the fragments of Dalamud...

'''Urianger:''' My lady, might I suggest that you visit the fragments again in [Forename]'s company? Full oft hath the Warrior of Light set events in motion by virtue of her/his presence alone. 'Tis possible that she/he may do so again.
'''Urianger:''' I, the while, shall search for answers of mine own. By our efforts combined, full sure am I that the path shall be revealed to us ere long.

'''Alisaie:''' ...Were it anyone else, I should question the wisdom of such advice. Yet I cannot deny that what you say about [Forename] is true... Very well, I shall do as you suggest.
'''Alisaie:''' ...Assuming you have no objections, of course? Good. Now, we seek entry to two fragments of Dalamud. One lies at the Burning Wall in eastern Thanalan, and the other at the Singing Shards in Mor Dhona.
'''Alisaie:''' I left an assistant at each location with instructions to continue searching for a means of ingress. It is not impossible that they could since have found something useful to us. Let us begin by visiting my man at the Burning Wall. Deks, I think it was.

===Speaking with Alisaie's assistant at the Burning Wall (Cutscene)===
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' I say, are you not Master/Mistress [Surname], my lady's most faithful companion? Sinis, sir/madam, at your service! And may I say what an honor it is to meet you!

'''Alisaie:''' How goes the survey, Deks?

'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Ahem. My lady! It shames me to say that I have found no viable path to the fragment.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Though it stands there, before our very eyes, the way thither has thus far proven impassable.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' When the fragment fell and pierced the land, it caused a prodigious amount of aether to spew forth.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' 'Twas this that gave rise to the land's twisted lay, which seems destined to thwart our efforts.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Even were an opening to exist, I fear that we would struggle to reach it.

'''Alisaie:''' We cannot give up. Keep trying.
'''Alisaie:''' So near and yet so far... Well, it avails us naught to stand here and stare at the thing. Let us away to Mor Dhona, and try the other fragment. Perhaps Sinis has fared better.

'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Ah! U-Upon that note, my lady, there is something I must tell you. I am sorry to report that I lost contact with my brother just over a bell ago...
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' A-As you know, the Singing Shards are home to many fell creatures, ogres among them... While I do not wish to cause you undue alarm, I fear something unspeakable may have happened to Deks.

'''Alisaie:''' >> What!? Why didn't you─!? Give me strength! <<
'''Alisaie:''' We must hurry to my assistant's aid, [Forename].

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' The Singing Shards are home to a host of fell creatures, ogres among them... If it would not be too much trouble, I should be most grateful if you would find my brother and keep my lady safe.

===Rescuing Alisaie's assistant at the Singing Shards (Cutscene)===
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Thank you, adventurer! For a moment there, I feared that my bones were to be ground up and used to bake bread!

'''Alisaie:''' I am relieved to see that you are unharmed. It was wrong of me to press such a dangerous task upon you.

'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' M-M-My lady! Your worries are wasted on me! 'Twas nothing at all, I assure you!
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Ahem! If it please you, I shall report on my findings.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' As you can see, though the tip of the fragment is exposed, the rest is encased in rock and crystal, rendering it impossible to enter the structure.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' We might try excavating the area around the fragment, but that is like to take time─and there really is no telling how deep we may need to dig before we find a suitable point of ingress.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' As such, I am forced to conclude that gaining entry to this fragment is unrealistic. Forgive me, my lady.

'''Alisaie:''' Confound it... We are losing precious time. What are we to do now?

'''Urianger:''' 'Tis I, Urianger. Glad tidings have I for thee and my lady.
'''Urianger:''' For a blessing, a way hath been found by which thou mayest enter the remaining fragments of Dalamud.
'''Urianger:''' Pray escort Mistress Alisaie to the Ceruleum Processing Plant in northern Thanalan. There, all shall be made clear.

'''Alisaie:''' >> Urianger has found a way!? <<
'''Alisaie:''' Then we must go to him at once!

'''(Optional)'''
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' You needn't linger on my account. Should Master Urianger's method prove viable, rest assured I shall put many malms between myself and this place.

===Speaking with Urianger at the Ceruleum Processing Plant (Cutscene)===
'''Urianger:''' Mine apologies for summoning you thus from afar, my lady, but 'tis here that your journey may finally begin.

'''Alisaie:''' I did wonder. To my knowledge, there are no fragments in northern Thanalan.

'''Urianger:''' Nor are you mistaken, my lady. Yet a pathway doth exist─one which you yourself have made use of in the past.
'''Urianger:''' At the conclusion of your several forays into the Binding Coil, 'twas at the crystal formation which lieth to the north of this place that you did emerge, was it not?

'''Alisaie:''' Yes. An aetherial stream bore us back to the surface─that much I had surmised. Are you suggesting that we can use it to return underground?
'''Alisaie:''' And even if that were possible, would it not simply bear us back to those places which we have already explored?

'''Urianger:''' It need not, my lady. Pray allow me to explain. Upon the evidence of your experience, it seemeth plain that two internment hulks may share the selfsame aetherial egress. From this, we did infer that others may be connected in like wise. Thus did we labor long to verify the existence of further tributaries to the selfsame stream─in which task we were at length successful. 'Twas then but a matter of arriving at a solution to the problem of traveling to an unattuned destination...
'''Urianger:''' That one might reach what we may call the headwater, we propose to employ a modified aetheryte which serveth to amplify such ripples as do originate from said source. By focusing one's essence upon these ripples, it should be possible to make the journey. Yet be fairly warned, my lady: as with all untried modes of aetherial travel, this method entaileth considerable danger. Merely to attempt the voyage could cost you your life.

'''Alisaie:''' >> That is a risk I am willing to take! You are brilliant, Urianger! <<
'''Alisaie:''' But I am curious... Did you have assistance in forming this plan? I could not help noticing your repeated use of the word “we”─unless you have taken to using the majestic plural in our absence?

'''Urianger:''' ...Ah. Ahem. Nay, my lady. As you have correctly surmised...I was not alone in this endeavor.

'''Alisaie:''' ...Meaning there are others who are aware of our mission.
'''Alisaie:''' Well, it cannot be helped now. Preventing Bahamut's return is what matters. If some secrecy must be sacrificed to achieve our goal, then so be it.

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Urianger:''' Verily, 'twas not my wish to withhold knowledge of the aid I received... I pray that Mistress Alisaie will forgive me when she learneth of its source...

===Speaking with Alisaie (Cutscene)===
'''Alisaie:''' So that must be the modified aetheryte. But what are the Immortal Flames doing here...?

'''???:''' Those men may be sworn Flames of Ul'dah, but they are first and foremost faithful retainers of House Leveilleur.

'''Alisaie:''' >> Alphinaud!? So it was ''you'' who was helping Urianger! <<

'''Alphinaud:''' Who else could it have been, dear sister?
'''Alphinaud:''' Lest you worry, I have no intention of making the details of your venture public. Like you, I would prefer to avoid causing a panic.
'''Alphinaud:''' But given that which is at stake─namely, the survival of the realm─one must be willing to accept help when it is offered. Would you not agree?
'''Alphinaud:''' At the very least, do not be cross with Urianger─'twas at my behest that he kept silent.

'''Alisaie:''' >> Hmph! We will speak later! <<

'''Urianger:''' Pray forgive me, my lady, but knowing full well your intent, I judged it meet that Master Alphinaud be informed.
'''Urianger:''' Though your grandsire hath become Bahamut's thrall, his noble blood courseth yet through both your veins, and if he must needs be struck down─

'''Alisaie:''' >> Do you hear that, Alphinaud? I mean to ''strike down Grandfather''! And when I have done so, I shall banish Bahamut to the aether! <<
'''Alisaie:''' >> Nothing you say will sway me from my course! I ''will'' protect Eorzea, and I ''will'' uphold Grandfather's legacy! <<

'''Alphinaud:''' Grandfather's legacy...? So you still do not know what you yourself desire. Your actions are still driven by borrowed resolve.

'''Alisaie:''' >> Borrowed resolve!? What does that have to do with anything!? <<
'''Alisaie:''' >> Protecting Eorzea was Grandfather's goal, and we made it ours─both of us! That is why we came here, unless you have forgotten! <<

'''Alphinaud:''' Gods forbid I should ever forget, Alisaie. But you misunderstand. I do not question your resolve, only whence it came. If it were your own, you would be able to tell me precisely ''why'' you desire so fervently to protect Eorzea.
'''Alphinaud:''' Yet you cannot, for it is not ''your'' resolve, but Grandfather's. You may struggle to see the difference, but borrowed resolve shall never be as strong as that which springs from within.
'''Alphinaud:''' ...But let us speak of this another time. For now, preventing Bahamut's return is all that matters.
'''Alphinaud:''' To be plain, I have no objection to striking down whatever is left of Grandfather. Know, however, that I will be accompanying you this time. As a son of House Leveilleur, I would be present for his final moments.

'''Alisaie:''' ...Very well. You may join us...on one condition: ''I'' make the decisions.

'''Erkenrad:''' If it please milady, the name's Erkenrad. Our preparations are just about complete.
'''Erkenrad:''' When you're ready to embark on your mission, just give me the word. I'll be waiting for you at the Ceruleum Processing Plant.

'''Alisaie:''' Pay no heed to my brother. You can rely on me. We have come far together, you and I, and together we shall see our journey to its end.

===Speaking with Erkenrad===
'''Erkenrad:''' I've been waiting for you, Master/Mistress [Surname]. I'm pleased to say that the aetheryte's primed and ready.
'''Erkenrad:''' As you know, the remaining internment hulks are connected to the fragments in eastern Thanalan and Mor Dhona. It's to the former that we'll be sending you first.
'''Erkenrad:''' Now, you'll be starting ''inside'' the hulk, meaning you won't have to cover so much ground─the drawback being that you'll be fighting for your life from the moment you get there. Best be prepared for anything, for milady's sake if not your own.
'''Erkenrad:''' And that's about all I can tell you. When your preparations are in order, just give me the word, and I'll send you on your way. I may even throw in a prayer for your speedy return just to be on the safe side.
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

Fragments of Truth

2026-03-15T04:35:24Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speaking with Alisaie's assistant at the Burning Wall (Cutscene) */ Added feminine options to dialogue.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Fragments of Truth
| description = Urianger would speak with you regarding your mission to prevent Bahamut's return.
| image = Fragments_of_Truth_Image.png
| quest-giver = Urianger
| related-npcs = Alisaie; Alisaie's Assistant; Alphinaud; Erkenrad
| location = The Waking Sands
| type = feature
| quest-line = Bahamut Quests
| journal-section = Chronicles of a New Era
| journal-category = Bahamut Quests
| journal-genre =
| location-x = 6.0
| location-y = 4.9
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 50
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 0
| gil = 1018
| unlocks = ra The Final Coil of Bahamut - Turn 1, ra The Final Coil of Bahamut - Turn 2, ra The Final Coil of Bahamut - Turn 3, ra The Final Coil of Bahamut - Turn 4
| prev-quest = Alisaie's Resolve
| next-quest = Alisaie's Path
| release = a realm reborn
| patch = 2.4
| id-gt = 65579
| id-edb = 0c47c665c78
}} __NOTOC__
==Walkthrough==
Because the Coils of Bahamut have a difficulty somewhere between (Extreme) and (Savage), these raids are not included in any [[Duty Roulette|roulette]] (even [[Duty_Roulette#Duty_Roulette:_Mentor|Mentor]]). As such, players queuing via [[Duty Finder]] will almost never be able to form a party.
 That being the case, it is recommended that newer players use the [[Party Finder]] to seek the assistance of a couple of level-capped players for a "desync run" using the [[Unrestricted Party]] option. This will allow players to see the story at an appropriate point in their [[Main Scenario Quest]] progression.

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Alisaie's Assistant|Alisaie's assistant]] at [[the Burning Wall]].
*Rescue [[Alisaie's Assistant|Alisaie's assistant]] at the [[Singing Shards]].
*Speak with [[Urianger]] at the [[Ceruleum Processing Plant]].
*Speak with [[Alisaie]].
*Speak with [[Erkenrad]].

==Journal==
*Urianger would speak with you regarding your mission to prevent Bahamut's return.

*You have scarcely exchanged two sentences with Urianger when Alisaie appears seeking the Archon's counsel on how to gain entry to the remaining internment hulks. Urianger suggests that she return to the connecting fragments of Dalamud in your company, in hopes that your presence will set events in motion, as it has so often in the past. In the meantime, the Archon promises to seek answers of his own. Make your way to the fragment situated at the Burning Wall in eastern Thanalan, and speak with Alisaie's assistant who has been reconnoitering the site.

*To your disappointment, Alisaie's assistant reports that he has been unable to identify a viable path to the fragment's exterior, let alone a means to access its interior. Just as you are about to leave for Mor Dhona, where the next fragment lies, he adds that he has lost contact with his colleague there. Make haste to the Singing Shards, and ensure that the man does not come to harm.

*You arrive at the Singing Shards just in time to prevent Alisaie's second assistant from coming to a sticky end. Unfortunately, the news he has for you is not good. If the fellow is to be believed, there will be no entering the fragment of Dalamud in Mor Dhona. Moments later, however, Urianger contacts you via linkpearl to notify you that he may have found a way to breach the remaining fragments. Make haste to the Ceruleum Processing Plant in northern Thanalan, where the Archon will furnish you with the details.

*Urianger explains to you the method which he and certain other nameless individuals have conceived to reach the remaining internment hulks. Requiring that the laws of aetherial travel be bent to breaking point, the process entails considerable danger, but Alisaie is willing to take the risk. Meet her at the crystal formation known as Dalamud's Talons situated to the north of the plant.

*Alphinaud arrives at Dalamud's Talons shortly after you do, revealing himself to be Urianger's mysterious collaborator. Having questioned his twin on the origin of her resolve, he declares that he will be joining your party on this descent into the Binding Coil. Speak with Erkenrad at the Ceruleum Processing Plant when you are ready to embark upon your mission.

*Erkenrad acknowledges your readiness. At your word, you and your comrades will be transported directly inside the first of the two remaining internment hulks. Upon arrival, you must make your way to the main bridge and disable the coil responsible for Bahamut's regeneration. Spare no preparation and expect fierce resistance.

==Dialogue==
===Accepting the quest===
'''Urianger:''' Man is wont to cast light wheresoever secrets lie hid in darkness─though that which he illuminateth seldom bringeth him joy. So it is with such unhappy truths as Bahamut's immense shadow doth conceal.
'''Urianger:''' Yet ever onward forgeth Mistress Alisaie, undeterred by the burden of knowledge that weigheth heavy on her heart. 'Tis a perilous path she hath chosen, and a painful one. I prithee, [Forename], remain by her side as her valiant blade, that she might see her quest to its conclusion.

====Cutscene====
'''Alisaie:''' [Forename]─it is well that you are here.

'''Urianger:''' My lady. How might I serve you this day?

'''Alisaie:''' I have met with some difficulty in my mission, Urianger, and I should be grateful for your counsel.
'''Alisaie:''' As you know, Bahamut's physical form is regenerating beneath the Carteneau Flats even as we speak.
'''Alisaie:''' If we are to prevent his return, we must needs disable the two remaining internment hulks that sustain him.
'''Alisaie:''' Every moment our mission is delayed, the realm is pushed closer to the brink of destruction.
'''Alisaie:''' Alas, though I have determined the locations of the fragments of Dalamud leading to the hulks, I have been unable to find a way to enter them.

'''Urianger:''' ...And gaining admittance is but the first step in your perilous undertaking.
'''Urianger:''' When last thou descended into Bahamut's subterranean fastness, thou didst discover, didst thou not, that the dread primal had bound the shade of Nael van Darnus unto his will.
'''Urianger:''' And though thou didst consign the fallen legatus to blessed oblivion, thou mayest recall that the piteous wretch was ''not alone''. Doubt not but that Bahamut's ''other'' thralls shall seek to hinder thy passage.

'''Alisaie:''' ...You ''can'' say his name, Urianger. I have not forgotten that my grandfather is waiting for us.

'''Urianger:''' My lady. I would remind you, as I must oft remind myself, that the man whom we both loved and revered is no more. What remaineth is but a shade which defileth his memory.
'''Urianger:''' The vile verbiage that spilleth from his lips must not be heeded, for it cometh not from your grandsire, but from Bahamut himself.

'''Alisaie:''' You need not worry, Urianger. Come what may, I will not stray from the course.
'''Alisaie:''' >> I will not let Grandfather's sacrifice be in vain! <<
'''Alisaie:''' <sigh> But mere words will not take us whither we must go. As I said, I have been unable to find a way to enter the fragments of Dalamud...

'''Urianger:''' My lady, might I suggest that you visit the fragments again in [Forename]'s company? Full oft hath the Warrior of Light set events in motion by virtue of her/his presence alone. 'Tis possible that she/he may do so again.
'''Urianger:''' I, the while, shall search for answers of mine own. By our efforts combined, full sure am I that the path shall be revealed to us ere long.

'''Alisaie:''' ...Were it anyone else, I should question the wisdom of such advice. Yet I cannot deny that what you say about [Forename] is true... Very well, I shall do as you suggest.
'''Alisaie:''' ...Assuming you have no objections, of course? Good. Now, we seek entry to two fragments of Dalamud. One lies at the Burning Wall in eastern Thanalan, and the other at the Singing Shards in Mor Dhona.
'''Alisaie:''' I left an assistant at each location with instructions to continue searching for a means of ingress. It is not impossible that they could since have found something useful to us. Let us begin by visiting my man at the Burning Wall. Deks, I think it was.

===Speaking with Alisaie's assistant at the Burning Wall (Cutscene)===
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' I say, are you not Master/Mistress [Surname], my lady's most faithful companion? Sinis, sir/madam, at your service! And may I say what an honor it is to meet you!

'''Alisaie:''' How goes the survey, Deks?

'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Ahem. My lady! It shames me to say that I have found no viable path to the fragment.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Though it stands there, before our very eyes, the way thither has thus far proven impassable.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' When the fragment fell and pierced the land, it caused a prodigious amount of aether to spew forth.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' 'Twas this that gave rise to the land's twisted lay, which seems destined to thwart our efforts.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Even were an opening to exist, I fear that we would struggle to reach it.

'''Alisaie:''' We cannot give up. Keep trying.
'''Alisaie:''' So near and yet so far... Well, it avails us naught to stand here and stare at the thing. Let us away to Mor Dhona, and try the other fragment. Perhaps Sinis has fared better.

'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Ah! U-Upon that note, my lady, there is something I must tell you. I am sorry to report that I lost contact with my brother just over a bell ago...
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' A-As you know, the Singing Shards are home to many fell creatures, ogres among them... While I do not wish to cause you undue alarm, I fear something unspeakable may have happened to Deks.

'''Alisaie:''' >> What!? Why didn't you─!? Give me strength! <<
'''Alisaie:''' We must hurry to my assistant's aid, [Forename].

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' The Singing Shards are home to a host of fell creatures, ogres among them... If it would not be too much trouble, I should be most grateful if you would find my brother and keep my lady safe.

===Rescuing Alisaie's assistant at the Singing Shards (Cutscene)===
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Thank you, adventurer! For a moment there, I feared that my bones were to be ground up and used to bake bread!

'''Alisaie:''' I am relieved to see that you are unharmed. It was wrong of me to press such a dangerous task upon you.

'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' M-M-My lady! Your worries are wasted on me! 'Twas nothing at all, I assure you!
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' Ahem! If it please you, I shall report on my findings.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' As you can see, though the tip of the fragment is exposed, the rest is encased in rock and crystal, rendering it impossible to enter the structure.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' We might try excavating the area around the fragment, but that is like to take time─and there really is no telling how deep we may need to dig before we find a suitable point of ingress.
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' As such, I am forced to conclude that gaining entry to this fragment is unrealistic. Forgive me, my lady.

'''Alisaie:''' Confound it... We are losing precious time. What are we to do now?

'''Urianger:''' 'Tis I, Urianger. Glad tidings have I for thee and my lady.
'''Urianger:''' For a blessing, a way hath been found by which thou mayest enter the remaining fragments of Dalamud.
'''Urianger:''' Pray escort Mistress Alisaie to the Ceruleum Processing Plant in northern Thanalan. There, all shall be made clear.

'''Alisaie:''' >> Urianger has found a way!? <<
'''Alisaie:''' Then we must go to him at once!

'''(Optional)'''
'''Alisaie's Assistant:''' You needn't linger on my account. Should Master Urianger's method prove viable, rest assured I shall put many malms between myself and this place.

===Speaking with Urianger at the Ceruleum Processing Plant (Cutscene)===
'''Urianger:''' Mine apologies for summoning you thus from afar, my lady, but 'tis here that your journey may finally begin.

'''Alisaie:''' I did wonder. To my knowledge, there are no fragments in northern Thanalan.

'''Urianger:''' Nor are you mistaken, my lady. Yet a pathway doth exist─one which you yourself have made use of in the past.
'''Urianger:''' At the conclusion of your several forays into the Binding Coil, 'twas at the crystal formation which lieth to the north of this place that you did emerge, was it not?

'''Alisaie:''' Yes. An aetherial stream bore us back to the surface─that much I had surmised. Are you suggesting that we can use it to return underground?
'''Alisaie:''' And even if that were possible, would it not simply bear us back to those places which we have already explored?

'''Urianger:''' It need not, my lady. Pray allow me to explain. Upon the evidence of your experience, it seemeth plain that two internment hulks may share the selfsame aetherial egress. From this, we did infer that others may be connected in like wise. Thus did we labor long to verify the existence of further tributaries to the selfsame stream─in which task we were at length successful. 'Twas then but a matter of arriving at a solution to the problem of traveling to an unattuned destination...
'''Urianger:''' That one might reach what we may call the headwater, we propose to employ a modified aetheryte which serveth to amplify such ripples as do originate from said source. By focusing one's essence upon these ripples, it should be possible to make the journey. Yet be fairly warned, my lady: as with all untried modes of aetherial travel, this method entaileth considerable danger. Merely to attempt the voyage could cost you your life.

'''Alisaie:''' >> That is a risk I am willing to take! You are brilliant, Urianger! <<
'''Alisaie:''' But I am curious... Did you have assistance in forming this plan? I could not help noticing your repeated use of the word “we”─unless you have taken to using the majestic plural in our absence?

'''Urianger:''' ...Ah. Ahem. Nay, my lady. As you have correctly surmised...I was not alone in this endeavor.

'''Alisaie:''' ...Meaning there are others who are aware of our mission.
'''Alisaie:''' Well, it cannot be helped now. Preventing Bahamut's return is what matters. If some secrecy must be sacrificed to achieve our goal, then so be it.

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Urianger:''' Verily, 'twas not my wish to withhold knowledge of the aid I received... I pray that Mistress Alisaie will forgive me when she learneth of its source...

===Speaking with Alisaie (Cutscene)===
'''Alisaie:''' So that must be the modified aetheryte. But what are the Immortal Flames doing here...?

'''???:''' Those men may be sworn Flames of Ul'dah, but they are first and foremost faithful retainers of House Leveilleur.

'''Alisaie:''' >> Alphinaud!? So it was ''you'' who was helping Urianger! <<

'''Alphinaud:''' Who else could it have been, dear sister?
'''Alphinaud:''' Lest you worry, I have no intention of making the details of your venture public. Like you, I would prefer to avoid causing a panic.
'''Alphinaud:''' But given that which is at stake─namely, the survival of the realm─one must be willing to accept help when it is offered. Would you not agree?
'''Alphinaud:''' At the very least, do not be cross with Urianger─'twas at my behest that he kept silent.

'''Alisaie:''' >> Hmph! We will speak later! <<

'''Urianger:''' Pray forgive me, my lady, but knowing full well your intent, I judged it meet that Master Alphinaud be informed.
'''Urianger:''' Though your grandsire hath become Bahamut's thrall, his noble blood courseth yet through both your veins, and if he must needs be struck down─

'''Alisaie:''' >> Do you hear that, Alphinaud? I mean to ''strike down Grandfather''! And when I have done so, I shall banish Bahamut to the aether! <<
'''Alisaie:''' >> Nothing you say will sway me from my course! I ''will'' protect Eorzea, and I ''will'' uphold Grandfather's legacy! <<

'''Alphinaud:''' Grandfather's legacy...? So you still do not know what you yourself desire. Your actions are still driven by borrowed resolve.

'''Alisaie:''' >> Borrowed resolve!? What does that have to do with anything!? <<
'''Alisaie:''' >> Protecting Eorzea was Grandfather's goal, and we made it ours─both of us! That is why we came here, unless you have forgotten! <<

'''Alphinaud:''' Gods forbid I should ever forget, Alisaie. But you misunderstand. I do not question your resolve, only whence it came. If it were your own, you would be able to tell me precisely ''why'' you desire so fervently to protect Eorzea.
'''Alphinaud:''' Yet you cannot, for it is not ''your'' resolve, but Grandfather's. You may struggle to see the difference, but borrowed resolve shall never be as strong as that which springs from within.
'''Alphinaud:''' ...But let us speak of this another time. For now, preventing Bahamut's return is all that matters.
'''Alphinaud:''' To be plain, I have no objection to striking down whatever is left of Grandfather. Know, however, that I will be accompanying you this time. As a son of House Leveilleur, I would be present for his final moments.

'''Alisaie:''' ...Very well. You may join us...on one condition: ''I'' make the decisions.

'''Erkenrad:''' If it please milady, the name's Erkenrad. Our preparations are just about complete.
'''Erkenrad:''' When you're ready to embark on your mission, just give me the word. I'll be waiting for you at the Ceruleum Processing Plant.

'''Alisaie:''' Pay no heed to my brother. You can rely on me. We have come far together, you and I, and together we shall see our journey to its end.

===Speaking with Erkenrad===
'''Erkenrad:''' I've been waiting for you, Master [Surname]. I'm pleased to say that the aetheryte's primed and ready.
'''Erkenrad:''' As you know, the remaining internment hulks are connected to the fragments in eastern Thanalan and Mor Dhona. It's to the former that we'll be sending you first.
'''Erkenrad:''' Now, you'll be starting ''inside'' the hulk, meaning you won't have to cover so much ground─the drawback being that you'll be fighting for your life from the moment you get there. Best be prepared for anything, for milady's sake if not your own.
'''Erkenrad:''' And that's about all I can tell you. When your preparations are in order, just give me the word, and I'll send you on your way. I may even throw in a prayer for your speedy return just to be on the safe side.
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To Calmer Seas

2026-03-14T02:48:22Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Outside the Drowning Wench */ Small formatting change.

{{Quest infobox
| title = To Calmer Seas
| image = Storm_Clouds_Brewing.png
| description = [[Maelstrom Secretariat|The secretariat]] appears visibly dismayed.
| quest-giver = Maelstrom Secretariat
| related-npcs = Brayflox Alltalks; Doww; Landenel; Lominsan Delegate; Lorens; Merlwyb; Noll; Noll of the Calming Seas; Riol; Shamani Lohmani; Stalwart Sahagin Youth; Stoic Sahagin; Storm Runner; U'odh Nunh; Wheiskaet
| location = Limsa Lominsa Upper Decks
| location-x = 12.6
| location-y = 12.5
| type = role
| quest-line = Endwalker Role Quests
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Role Quests
| journal-genre = Melee DPS Role Quests (Endwalker)
| level = 90
| req-quest =
| req-items =
| requirements = {{Melee DPS|name=yes}}
| exp = 994560
| gil = 2000
| reward1 = 2 Savage Aim Materia IX
| reward2 = 2 Savage Might Materia IX
| reward3 = 2 Heavens' Eye Materia IX
| unlocks = ach More than Loss, ngp Melee DPS Role Quests (Endwalker)
| prev-quest = Out of the Shadows
| next-quest = Bitter Snow (Quest)
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.0
| id-gt = 69655
| id-edb = d6acde674b1
}} __NOTOC__
==Walkthrough==
This quest unlocks [[Dye (action)|dyeing]] for [[Artifact Armor (Endwalker)]] for [[Melee DPS]] classes.
===[[File:Aggressive difficulty r6.png|32px|link=]] Blasphemy: The Indigo Beast===
* For The Indigo Beast encounter, it will cycle through ~ 3 casted moves which change depending on the phase / hp threshold.
** The fight opens with a series of purple orbs which can only be dealt damage from one side, the light purple face of the orb that you see Lorens hit while you're locked in place for the fight opener
** If you fail to break any of the orbs in time, you're hit with heavy and an hp penalty debuff.
** There will be two rounds of these orbs.

* Following this, it will be using:
** Indigo Woe: Unavoidable partywide damage.
** Annihilation Flare: Fire orbs spawn outside the arena. They'll dash across in a wide column, creating rectangular AoEs. Just don't stand in the way.
** Endangered Flare: All 3 of you will have a circle AoE marker placed on you, and the arena will have several static, larger circle AoE markers. Don't overlap yours with the NPCs' and stand in one of the safe wedges.

* Once it reaches ~ 80% HP:
** It summons 6 Turned Sahagin adds, 3 from the left and 3 from the right. DPS them down, they're very squishy.
** Around this point, Wheiskaet and the rest of the Company of Heroes arrives. Wheiskaet will now tank the Indigo Beast.
** Indigo Woe: Still unavoidable partywide damage.
** Endangered Flare: The center of the arena is marked with a large circular marker. It will then spawn other circles around the arena in order; stand on the safe side (the place where the very last circle AoE will be marked) and move in to the center once the center has detonated.

* For the remaining fight:
** Malevolent Influence: A knockback which also spawns tethered Turned Sahagin around the Indigo Beast.
** Annihilation Flare: Several more orbs spawn, and from more than one side of the arena. Look on all sides to determine where the safe rectangle will be.
** Extinction Flare: Wheiskaet will create, during that round of tethered Turned Sahagin, a circle to stand in with him. Go stand there. Extinction flare will go off.
** Another Extinction Flare will be cast, and there is an unavoidable downed state. Your Sahagin allies, expected or otherwise, will now join the fight.
** Kill the remaining tethered adds and then DPS the Indigo Beast down before it finishes its final, very slow, cast of Extinction Flare. One of the NPCs basically LBs the Indigo Beast to take out a chunk of its remaining health.

==Steps==
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]].
* Speak with [[Lorens]].
* Speak with [[Wheiskaet]].
** Speak with [[Landenel]].
** Speak with [[U'odh Nunh]].
** Speak with [[Shamani Lohmani]].
** Speak with [[Brayflox Alltalks]].
* Speak with [[Lorens]].
* Speak with [[Noll]].
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]].
* Speak with the [[Lominsan Delegate]] in Sundrop.

==Journal==
* The secretariat appears visibly dismayed.

* While speaking with the secretariat at Maelstrom Command, you are interrupted by an incoming communication from Wheiskaet, who announces that his men have successfully tracked down the blasphemy and driven it into Sastasha Seagrot. With no time to waste, Merlwyb asks all parties to meet at the Drowning Wench to make ready for your final confrontation.

* As you prepare to set sail, Merlwyb comforts the despondent Noll, assuring him that he will not have to bear the burden of ending his mother's life, as she once had to do with her father. The Admiral briefs all present on the plan of attack, and with nothing left to discuss, you set sail for Sastasha.

* You arrive at the Seagrot in time to find Speaker Doww, or what remains of him after he was brutally mauled by his former mother and queen. The battle is joined, and this time you and your companions-- aided by Lorens, who enters the fray somewhat late-- succeed in defeating the blasphemy. With the beast at her mercy, Merlwyb fires the final bullet and puts it out of its misery once and for all. Two members of the Crushing Tide are present to witness the struggle, and are moved by your deeds and Merlwyb's words to put aside their hatred of the Lominsans and work towards peace. Your mission accomplished, you and your companions breathe a sigh of relief and prepare to sail home.

* Back at the Wench, Lorens-- now revealed to be none other than the Company's former commander -- is accosted by his men, who are none too pleased with his penchant for vanishing when needed most. Eventually, tempers cool, and it comes time to relinquish your role of acting commander and bid farewell to your men.

* With a few parting words, you formally dismiss each member of the Company of Heroes, thanking them for their service and sending them back whence they came. Lorens alone remains, ready to take his leave...

* Lorens attempts to make a discreet retreat, but is accosted by Merlwyb, who chides him for leaving so suddenly five years ago. Nevertheless, she understands that he had his reasons, and is forever grateful to the man she considers a brother in all but blood. Lorens brushes aside her kind words, stressing that she has shouldered a heavy burden for a long time--too long, perhaps... but she is her father's daughter, and Limsa Lominsa has need of her leadership. His part in the tale finished for now, Lorens wishes Merlwyb and you well and goes off on his own once more.

* Though the events of the day weigh heavy on his heart, Noll is nevertheless able to take comfort in the knowledge that there is hope for peace between the Sahagin and the Lominsans. He resolves to return home with his newfound compatriots and do his part to persuade the remaining members of the Crushing Tide to renounce violence and work towards this common goal. The Sahagin take their leave, and only you and Merlwyb remain.

* While the future is all but certain, Merlwyb is confident that with time and effort, the people of Limsa Lominsa can coexist with their neighbors, and vows to continue pursuing her dream of uniting all of Vylbrand as one great ship. Thanking you for all you have done, she expresses the wish that you might share an ale together one day when the storms have passed.

* Back across the sea in Radz-at-Han, the Lominsan delegate is overjoyed to hear that the crisis in his homeland has passed. He expresses his gratitude for your efforts, and promises to share the news with the other nations, that they might take inspiration from your triumph.

==Dialogue==

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(Optional) '''Storm Runner''': Whtever Wheiskaet is planning, one can only hope it works...

'''Malestrom Secretariat''': Despite our best efforts, the blasphemy continues to elude us. For the time being, we--

'''Storm Runner''': Sorry to interrupt, but I have an incoming communication from Wheiskaet!

'''Wheiskaet''': (via linkpearl) Commander -- we've snared ourselves a blasphemy!

'''Wheiskaet''': (via linkpearl) We've our erstwhile companion Riol to thank. Knowing that the creature was once the Sahagin queen, he kept a close eye on the spawning grounds.

'''Wheiskaet''': (via linkpearl) Sure enough, he spide a massive black shadow moving beneath the water not long ago. After receiving word, Shamani Lohmani directed the Maelstrom warships in the vicinity to herd the beast with cannon fire into the Sastasha Seagrot.

'''Wheiskaet''': (via linkpearl) Isolated as the Seagrot is, we can engage our foe without putting smallfolk at risk. Any words for your men, Commander?

What will you say?
* Compant of Heroes...assemble!
* The duty of the strong is to protect the weak!

'''Landenel''': (via linkpearl) You don't have to tell me twice! I've been aching for a rematch!

'''U'odh Nunh''': (via linkpearl) Rush in blindly, and it will go as poorly for you as it did the first time.

'''Landenel''': (via linkpearl) Hah! Knowing you, I'm sure you'll show up just in time to see me deal the killing blow!

'''Shamani Lohmani''': (via linkpearl) Now, now...can we not save our vitriol for the quarry which I've lured to the perfect spot that is now waiting patiently for ''all of you'' to put it out of its misery?

'''Brayflox''': (via linkpearl) Pshkohhh! Pshkohhh! Brayflox's gobbiebooms blast overbig blasphemy into bittypieces!

'''Wheiskaet''': (via linkpearl) A motlier crew you'll never find, but we'll serve you well when the battle is joined, believe you me.

'''Merlwyb''': (via linkpearl) This is Merlwyb. I will ready a warship at once. Assemble outside the Wench once you've all seen to your preparations.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': So, the time has come. I shall pray for your victory.

(Optional) '''Maelstrom Secretariat''': That's it! I've finally remembered where I heard the name Lorens before. As I recall, he had quite the reputation in Limsa a few years ago, for all the wrong reasons...

(Optional) '''Storm Runner''': Admiral Bloefhiswyn awaits you at the Drowning Wench. Godsspeed!

===Outside the Drowning Wench===

'''Merlwyb''': Ah, <name>. The others should be along soon.

'''Merlwyb''': The blasphemy is still contained within the Sastasha Seagrot. There it will meet its end, Navigator willing.

'''Noll''': Pshhh... Would that my brothers and I could join you in the fight. And yet, blasssphemous though it may be, that beast was once our mother.

'''Merlwyb''': I understand, Noll. Forgive us for what we must do.

'''Merlwyb''': Were there a means to reverse the transformation, we would do all in our power to bring your mother back. Sadly, there is nothing left of her to save.

'''Merwyb''': For the future of the Sahagin and Limsa Lominsa alike, the blasphemy must be laid to rest. And when the deed is done, I would bring your brothers -- even the Crushing Tide -- aboard the great ship we call Vylbrand.

'''Merlwyb''': I do not want to slay your mother. But this thing she has become -- a mindless beast who would enslave and kill her own -- is an affront to the memory of who she was. It is not her -- it is ''not''. Remember this always. You ''must''.

'''Merlwyb''': I will not ask you to shoulder the burden of matricide.

'''Merlwyb''': When the time comes to strike the final blow, I will do the deed.

'''Noll''': Pshhh... Admiral... All you say is true, and yet...

'''Riol''': (via linkpearl) Commander! I've sighted a group o' fishbacks -- Crushin' Tide, most like -- headin' straight for the Seagrot! Ye'd best make yer way here...and fast!

'''Wheiskaet''': Time to move out, then. Any words for your men before we set sail?

What will you say?
* Don't go dying on me out there!
** '''Wheiskaet''': Heh. Our new commander's sounding more and more like the old one.
* Today the blasphemy falls!
** '''Wheiskaet''': You've grown into this role quite well, haven't you?

'''Wheiskaet''': But enough talk. It's time to show the realm that the Company of Heroes hasn't lost a step!

'''Company of Heroes''': Aye!

'''Merlwyb''': We'll stand a better chance of slipping past the Crushing Tide if we split up. <name> and I will go together, while the rest of you take a different route.

'''Merlwyb''': Let us brook no further delay. To Sastasha!

===At the Sastasha Seagrot===

'''Doww''': Pshhh...! My queen! I beg of you, pray shhhow your loyal son mercy!

(Merlwyb and WoL enter)

'''Merlwyb:''': It's Doww...or what's left of '''him.

'''Wizened Sahagin''': Pshhh...!? Ssseaker Doww! Why would our queen do such a thing!?

'''Stalward Sahagin''': It...it is as the shhhorewalkers say! What we thought a blessing is in truth a terrible curse!

'''Wizened Sahagin''': Pshhh! The horror! We mussst away at once!

'''Stalwart Sahagin''': And leave the shhhorewalkers to face our queen mother alone!? No...I will ssstand with them!

'''Merlwyb''': You mustn't sully your hands with the blood of your mother! Go and be with your kin! ''Go''!

'''Stalward Sahagin''': Pshhh! F-Forgive me...

'''Merlwyb''': ...I was beginning to think you wandered off a cliff, Lorens.

'''Lorens''': Must ye say it like that? I prefer to think of myself as...fashionably late.

'''Lorens''': But enough talk. It comes!

(battle begins)

'''Admiral Bloefhiswyn''': Here it comes! We're counting on you, Lorens!

'''Lorens''': Leave it to me!

'''Lorens the Eagle-eyed''': Aye, no enemy's weakness escapes my eyes...

'''The Indigo Beast''': Grrroooaaarrrggghhh!

'''Lorens the Eagle-eyed''': See how easy that was? I reckon you can do it too, Actin' Commander!

'''Merlwyb''': I will not ask for your forgiveness. But this I promise: you will be remembered for the mother you were.

(blasphemy dies)

'''Noll''': Pshhh... Admiral... I...I have no wordsss...

'''Wizened Sahagin''': Pshhh... Our queen mother returns to the depths in eternal ssslumber...

'''Wizened Old Sahagin''': With your strength, you could have crushhhed us easily. Why did you ssspare our lives?

'''Merlwyb''': The beasts and blasphemies are born from the despair in our hearts. But no more -- I woud break the cycle.

'''Merlwyb''': Though Doww may have been blind to it, I believe in a future where Sahagin and Lominsan live in harmony.

'''Merlwyb''': Even after losing who she was, your queen made for your spawning grounds. And it is there she drew her last breath...

'''Merlwyb''': When your next queen is crowned, know that she will have a safe place to raise her young. Once you have selected a suitable location, Limsa Lominsa will recognize and honor your claim.

'''Noll''': A promise for which we are grateful, Admiral, but what of the other peoples of Vylbrand?

'''Merlwyb''': The kobolds are open to the idea. The details will need to be negotiated, but I am confident we can reach an agreement.

'''Merlwyb''': Sahagin, kobild, and Lominsan alike yearn to abide in peace. We can make it so.

'''Stalward Sahagin''': Pshhh... I have never fought alongside shorewalkers before, but I mussst say...it felt good.

'''Noll''': We have fought our neighbors for generations. It has won us only suffering and tragedy. I beg of you -- lay down your ssspears.

'''Stalwart Sahagin''': Pshhh...

'''Merlwyb''': 'Twill take time and effort to bridge the gulf between our peoples. But bridge it we shall.

(As Lorens tries to sneak off after the battle...)

'''Landenel''': I daresay ''we'' have a lot of talking to do as well. Don't we, ''Commander'' Lorens?

'''Lorens''': Ah, Landenel, if ye'd just allow me to explain...

'''Merlwyb''': Let's be off before they drag us into this mess...

===Outside the Drowning Wench===

(Optional) '''Merlwyb''': At last...it's over. We can take pride in the respite we've won, but we must never forget those who could not be here with us to enjoy it.

(Optional) '''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Fighting with gobbiefriends gives Brayflox goodfeels!

(Optional) '''Shamani Lohmani''': Wondering where I was during the battle? Well, I wasn't slacking off, if that's what you're implying! My duty was to protect the ship to ensure our safe return. Truly!

(Optional) '''U'odh Nunh''': I daresay that blasphemy was the most formidable foe our company has ever faced. I must further hone my skills, lest the next enemy prove too tough for us to handle.

(Optional) '''Landenel''': Who invited this bloody bastard, anyway?

(Optional) '''Wheiskaet''': Ho there! Good to see our acting commander hale and hearty.

(Optional) '''Noll of the Calming Seas''': Pshhh... Forgive usss for what we have done, Queen Mother...

(Optional) '''Stalwart Sahagin''': Pshhh... Whe did we ever believe that monstrosssity was a blessing? What fools we were...

'''Lorens''': Perfect timin', Actin' Commander! Ye must save me from this bloodthirsty bastard!

'''Landenel''': Well, Lorens? Let's hear your excuse -- and it had better be a good one. Why in the seven hells were you skulking about in the shadows while we did all the dirty work!?

'''Lorens''': Hah! Like you lot'd be any happier if I'd showed myself sooner! I can hear yer whingin' now. "What, ye didn't think we could 'andle this on our own?"

'''Landenel''': Aye, I'd be bloody furious regardless! Don't think I've forgotten what happened -- or rather ''didn't'' happen -- on the day of our duel!

'''Landenel''': Even though the future of the Company hung in the balance, I waited, and waited, and waited some godsdamned more, and still you never turned up! But I've got you now, and I will have satisfaction!

'''U'odh Nunh''': Given Lorens's penchant for late arrivals, I couldn't help but worry too. To say he cut it fine would be an understatement.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': And not by choice, as usual. My scouts observed him roaming near Costa del Sol not long ago. It would seem our commander's woeful sense of direction has not improved in the least.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': I'm honestly surprised you never realized, Landenel, that that was to blame for his extreme tardiness. That the commander did indeed arrive at the agreed upon location for your duel...after the sun had risen and set a half dozen times.

'''Lorens''': Navigator take me! Shamani, ye promised that would stay between the two of us... Ah, Brayflox! You have a kind word or two for yer ol' commander, don't ye?

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Commander Lorens, commander no more. New commander, friend to gobbies everywhere! Does many sweatworks for gobbiekind!

'''Landenel''': Heh...and there I thought you were too much of a coward to face me in battle.

'''Lorens''': Come now, Landenel. Ye know me better than--

'''Landenel''': Then it's settled -- we fight here and now! On your guard!

'''Lorens''': P-Put that thing down, I say! Ye could hurt someone with that!

'''Wheiskaet''': Hard to believe he was once the glue that held this merry band together. That's right -- if you hadn't yet realized the obvious, Lorens is our former commander. Forgive me for not stating it plainly sooner -- I didn't want you to think we doubted your leadership.

'''Wheiskaet''': He's got his quirks, but as you saw, he's a force of nature on the battlefield.

'''Wheiskaet''': Anyhow, I think we can all say your stint as acting commander has been a rousing success. Now, I reckon it's about time you gave your final order.

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Company of Heroes bandbreak once more? Brayflox never liked parting with gobbiefriends...

'''Landenel''': Hear, hear. I may have my complaints, but when we're together, a good fight's never far away!

'''Lorens''': Ye hardly need a company or commander to get you that. And should Limsa again be imperiled, there's nothin' stoppin' us from risin' to the occasion.

'''Lorens''': Till then, yer all strong enough in your own right. Wny not serve the weak in yer own ways?

(Optional) '''Lorens''': It's time for ye to do what I once did: give yer men their final orders, and send them on their way.

'''Wheiskaet''': You've had quite the turn of duty, but all good things must come to an end. Any parting words before we go our separate ways?

What will you say?
* Let the Company of Heroes be disbanded!
* Give Gegeruju my regards.

(both)
'''Wheiskaet''': Heh, finally, I can enjoy some semblance of peace again. At least, as much peace as a man can enjoy waiting hand and foot on the lord of Costa del Sol...
'''Wheiskaet''': It may have been rough sailing at times, but I rather enjoyed serving under you...Acting Commander <name>.

'''Landenel''': Well? If you've something to say, let's hear it!

What will you say?
* Let the Company of Heroes be disbanded!
* Return to the Wailers and keep the murdering to a minimum!

(both)

'''Landenel''': Hah! As if I needed you to tell me. While I enjoyed the diversion, I know as well as any that my true place is in Gridania leading a respectable life.

'''Landenel''': You may not have been the perfect commander, but Twelve as my witness, I hope to fight by your side again. Farewell.

'''U'odh Nunh''': I await your orrrders, Commander.

What will you say?
* Let the Company of Heroes be disbanded!
* Look after the U, brrrave nunh.

(both)
'''U'odh Nunh''': Aye, I have rrresponsibilities. A tribe that wants for my guidance and prrrotection. I can ill afford to tarry here much longer.

'''U'odh Nunh''': Nevertheless, it is with some rrregret that I take my leave. For all their faults -- of which they have many -- they arrre my companions. And I will miss them.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': Well? Let's hear it, Commander!

What will you say?
* Let the Company of Heroes be disbanded!
* You owe me a bottle of your finest Bacchus.

(both)

'''Shamani Lohmani''': Indeed, indeed. I mean to return to Wineport as soon as I've tied up a few final loose ends here.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': Speaking of wine, I've always preferred the older vintages. Left to sleep in their barrels for many a summer, they come out tasting better than ever. One might say the same about our own company.

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Brayflox wants busywork! Brayflox awaits uplander's lipflaps!

What will you say?
* Let the Company of Heroes be disbanded!
* No more cheese wars. ''Please''.

(both)

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Brayflox feels heavyheart, but accepts uplander's bossywords.

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Brayflox had goodtimes and happyfeels with gobbiefriends. But goodtimes will come again -- and when they do, new boomsticks will bring blastydoom with much fastness!

'''Lorens''': And on that note, I ought to be on my way...

'''Merlwyb''': Slipping away again, are we? You are a creature of habit.

'''Merlwyb''': I resented you for it at the time, you know. But I think I understand now. Better to shun fame and not serve as an example for glory-seekers too eager to fight and too quick to die.

'''Lorens''': Yer overthinkin' it. I'm a creature of ''whimsey'' -- a man who lets the tailwind carry him where it will. But more importantly, this new age belongs to the new blood. I've had my day in the sun.

'''Lorens''': If ye succeed in brokerin' peace with the beastmen, there'll be no need to worry about primals -- and the Company can go into permanent retirement. And then I can say I did right by the old man.

'''Merlwyb''': If you hadn't been there for us both, I don't know if I could've pulled the trigger...

'''Merlwyb''': Thank you, Lorens. Brother.

'''Lorens''': Bah...I did nothin'. It was ''you'' who shouldered Captain Bloefhis's burden -- and that of the entire League.

'''Lorens''': ...I'm sorry, Merlwyb. I know it hasn't been easy for you.

'''Lorens''': But I daresay ye've worked hard enough. Maybe us Company folk aren't the only ones in need of a retirement... Ah, but I've said too much.

'''Merlwyb''': Lorens holding his tongue? Gods, you ''have'' changed. But yes. My greatest test as Admiral still lies ahead, as we steer the great ship Vylbrand towards a new future.

'''Lorens''': Heh...you truly are yer father's daughter.

'''Lorens''': I owe you my thanks, too. Daresay ye did almost as good a job keepin' the men to task as I could have done.

'''Lorens''': Call it a hunch, but somethin' tells me our paths may cross again. But forgive me if I carry on like I've never seen ye before. Not unlike my ol' friend Mistbeard, I prefer to keep my past...in the past.

'''Lorens''': And with that, I'm off. Take care of yerselves.

'''Noll of the Calming Seas''': Pshhh... The blasssphemy is no more, but we will never know lasting peace until the Crushhhing Tide agrees to lay down their arms.

'''Noll of the Calming Seas''': It will be a daunting tasssk, but as we saw in Sastasha, they are not beyond reason.

'''Noll of the Calming Seas''': I will do all in my power to see that your efforts -- ant the sacrifices of my brothers -- were not in vain.

'''Stalwart Sahagin Youth''': Pshhh... Forgive usss. Even after being freed from falssse god's thrall, still we clung to our hateful beliefsss.

'''Stalwart Sahagin Youth''': It was easier to hearken to Ssspeaker Doww's every word and turn a blind eye to the harshhh truth. Easier and cowardly.

'''Stalwart Sahagin Youth''': I will return and ssspeak with my bothers of the Crushing Tide. I will tell them of our queen mother's sssacrifice, and the vision of hope you have shhhared with us. I ask only that you give us time, and trussst us to make our own decision.

'''Noll of the Calming Seas''': You have my word. If you would not be averssse, let us return to the spawning grounds together.

'''Noll of the Calming Seas''': ...Adventurer. I have no words to expresss my gratitude to you. I will repay you the only way I know how -- by doing my part to ushhher in an age where shorewalker and Sahagin ssstand as one.

'''Merwyb''': Just us now, it would seem.

'''Merlwyb''': Ever since we achieved a measure of peace with the kobolds, I prayed that this day would come.

'''Merlwyb''': Though it is, of course, only a beginning. Negotiations must be held -- and wors exchanged in earnest will invariably lead to flared tempers and bruised egos. But such things always accompany meaningful progress.

'''Merlwyb''': The history of Vylbrand is one of bloodshed, but we have the power to change our ways.

'''Merlwyb''': After all, it is clear we are united more by our similarities than we are divided by our differences.

'''Merlwyb''': I will share what I have seen of the Sahagin with my fellow Lominsans, and listen closely to their doubts and concerns.

'''Merlwyb''': For it must be a harmony not foisted upon them from above, but one which they aspire to of their own free will. No doubt, Noll and his brothers feel the same.

'''Merlwyb''': Again, you have come to Limsa's aid -- ''my'' aid -- at a time we needed it most.

'''Merlwyb''': When we next meet, I hope 'twill not be as Admiral and adventurer, but as friends. Mayhap trading war stories over ales at the Wench.

'''Merlwyb''': But for now, I must return to my duties. Drafting reports and decrees is hardly the most exciting part of my role, but it is a necessary one.

'''Merlwyb''': If you happen to pass through Radz-at-Han, pray share your exploits with our delegate there. Doubtless he will be interested to hear your firsthand account.

'''Merlwyb''': One day I will lay down these muskets of mine for good. But not yet, Father. Not yet...

===At Radz-at-Han===

'''Lominsan Delegate''': <name>! You return. Pray tell, what news from my homeland?

'''Lominsan Delegate''': Extraordinary... And a chance at peace with the Sahagin? These are heartening tidings, indeed.

'''Lominsan Delegate''': Without a doubt, you have helped to dispel the pall of despair that once hung over all Vylbrand. Our people now bask in newfound hope.

'''Lominsan Delegate''': I must share the news with the others. Full glad will they be to hear that the threat to Limsa Lominsa is no more. Thank you again, my friend!

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To Calmer Seas

2026-03-14T02:45:57Z

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To Calmer Seas

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BenjaminGeiger: /* Outside the Drowning Wench */ Added missing dialogue.

{{Quest infobox
| title = To Calmer Seas
| image = Storm_Clouds_Brewing.png
| description = [[Maelstrom Secretariat|The secretariat]] appears visibly dismayed.
| quest-giver = Maelstrom Secretariat
| related-npcs = Brayflox Alltalks; Doww; Landenel; Lominsan Delegate; Lorens; Merlwyb; Noll; Noll of the Calming Seas; Riol; Shamani Lohmani; Stalwart Sahagin Youth; Stoic Sahagin; Storm Runner; U'odh Nunh; Wheiskaet
| location = Limsa Lominsa Upper Decks
| location-x = 12.6
| location-y = 12.5
| type = role
| quest-line = Endwalker Role Quests
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Role Quests
| journal-genre = Melee DPS Role Quests (Endwalker)
| level = 90
| req-quest =
| req-items =
| requirements = {{Melee DPS|name=yes}}
| exp = 994560
| gil = 2000
| reward1 = 2 Savage Aim Materia IX
| reward2 = 2 Savage Might Materia IX
| reward3 = 2 Heavens' Eye Materia IX
| unlocks = ach More than Loss, ngp Melee DPS Role Quests (Endwalker)
| prev-quest = Out of the Shadows
| next-quest = Bitter Snow (Quest)
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.0
| id-gt = 69655
| id-edb = d6acde674b1
}} __NOTOC__
==Walkthrough==
This quest unlocks [[Dye (action)|dyeing]] for [[Artifact Armor (Endwalker)]] for [[Melee DPS]] classes.
===[[File:Aggressive difficulty r6.png|32px|link=]] Blasphemy: The Indigo Beast===
* For The Indigo Beast encounter, it will cycle through ~ 3 casted moves which change depending on the phase / hp threshold.
** The fight opens with a series of purple orbs which can only be dealt damage from one side, the light purple face of the orb that you see Lorens hit while you're locked in place for the fight opener
** If you fail to break any of the orbs in time, you're hit with heavy and an hp penalty debuff.
** There will be two rounds of these orbs.

* Following this, it will be using:
** Indigo Woe: Unavoidable partywide damage.
** Annihilation Flare: Fire orbs spawn outside the arena. They'll dash across in a wide column, creating rectangular AoEs. Just don't stand in the way.
** Endangered Flare: All 3 of you will have a circle AoE marker placed on you, and the arena will have several static, larger circle AoE markers. Don't overlap yours with the NPCs' and stand in one of the safe wedges.

* Once it reaches ~ 80% HP:
** It summons 6 Turned Sahagin adds, 3 from the left and 3 from the right. DPS them down, they're very squishy.
** Around this point, Wheiskaet and the rest of the Company of Heroes arrives. Wheiskaet will now tank the Indigo Beast.
** Indigo Woe: Still unavoidable partywide damage.
** Endangered Flare: The center of the arena is marked with a large circular marker. It will then spawn other circles around the arena in order; stand on the safe side (the place where the very last circle AoE will be marked) and move in to the center once the center has detonated.

* For the remaining fight:
** Malevolent Influence: A knockback which also spawns tethered Turned Sahagin around the Indigo Beast.
** Annihilation Flare: Several more orbs spawn, and from more than one side of the arena. Look on all sides to determine where the safe rectangle will be.
** Extinction Flare: Wheiskaet will create, during that round of tethered Turned Sahagin, a circle to stand in with him. Go stand there. Extinction flare will go off.
** Another Extinction Flare will be cast, and there is an unavoidable downed state. Your Sahagin allies, expected or otherwise, will now join the fight.
** Kill the remaining tethered adds and then DPS the Indigo Beast down before it finishes its final, very slow, cast of Extinction Flare. One of the NPCs basically LBs the Indigo Beast to take out a chunk of its remaining health.

==Steps==
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]].
* Speak with [[Lorens]].
* Speak with [[Wheiskaet]].
** Speak with [[Landenel]].
** Speak with [[U'odh Nunh]].
** Speak with [[Shamani Lohmani]].
** Speak with [[Brayflox Alltalks]].
* Speak with [[Lorens]].
* Speak with [[Noll]].
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]].
* Speak with the [[Lominsan Delegate]] in Sundrop.

==Journal==
* The secretariat appears visibly dismayed.

* While speaking with the secretariat at Maelstrom Command, you are interrupted by an incoming communication from Wheiskaet, who announces that his men have successfully tracked down the blasphemy and driven it into Sastasha Seagrot. With no time to waste, Merlwyb asks all parties to meet at the Drowning Wench to make ready for your final confrontation.

* As you prepare to set sail, Merlwyb comforts the despondent Noll, assuring him that he will not have to bear the burden of ending his mother's life, as she once had to do with her father. The Admiral briefs all present on the plan of attack, and with nothing left to discuss, you set sail for Sastasha.

* You arrive at the Seagrot in time to find Speaker Doww, or what remains of him after he was brutally mauled by his former mother and queen. The battle is joined, and this time you and your companions-- aided by Lorens, who enters the fray somewhat late-- succeed in defeating the blasphemy. With the beast at her mercy, Merlwyb fires the final bullet and puts it out of its misery once and for all. Two members of the Crushing Tide are present to witness the struggle, and are moved by your deeds and Merlwyb's words to put aside their hatred of the Lominsans and work towards peace. Your mission accomplished, you and your companions breathe a sigh of relief and prepare to sail home.

* Back at the Wench, Lorens-- now revealed to be none other than the Company's former commander -- is accosted by his men, who are none too pleased with his penchant for vanishing when needed most. Eventually, tempers cool, and it comes time to relinquish your role of acting commander and bid farewell to your men.

* With a few parting words, you formally dismiss each member of the Company of Heroes, thanking them for their service and sending them back whence they came. Lorens alone remains, ready to take his leave...

* Lorens attempts to make a discreet retreat, but is accosted by Merlwyb, who chides him for leaving so suddenly five years ago. Nevertheless, she understands that he had his reasons, and is forever grateful to the man she considers a brother in all but blood. Lorens brushes aside her kind words, stressing that she has shouldered a heavy burden for a long time--too long, perhaps... but she is her father's daughter, and Limsa Lominsa has need of her leadership. His part in the tale finished for now, Lorens wishes Merlwyb and you well and goes off on his own once more.

* Though the events of the day weigh heavy on his heart, Noll is nevertheless able to take comfort in the knowledge that there is hope for peace between the Sahagin and the Lominsans. He resolves to return home with his newfound compatriots and do his part to persuade the remaining members of the Crushing Tide to renounce violence and work towards this common goal. The Sahagin take their leave, and only you and Merlwyb remain.

* While the future is all but certain, Merlwyb is confident that with time and effort, the people of Limsa Lominsa can coexist with their neighbors, and vows to continue pursuing her dream of uniting all of Vylbrand as one great ship. Thanking you for all you have done, she expresses the wish that you might share an ale together one day when the storms have passed.

* Back across the sea in Radz-at-Han, the Lominsan delegate is overjoyed to hear that the crisis in his homeland has passed. He expresses his gratitude for your efforts, and promises to share the news with the other nations, that they might take inspiration from your triumph.

==Dialogue==

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(Optional) '''Storm Runner''': Whtever Wheiskaet is planning, one can only hope it works...

'''Malestrom Secretariat''': Despite our best efforts, the blasphemy continues to elude us. For the time being, we--

'''Storm Runner''': Sorry to interrupt, but I have an incoming communication from Wheiskaet!

'''Wheiskaet''': (via linkpearl) Commander -- we've snared ourselves a blasphemy!

'''Wheiskaet''': (via linkpearl) We've our erstwhile companion Riol to thank. Knowing that the creature was once the Sahagin queen, he kept a close eye on the spawning grounds.

'''Wheiskaet''': (via linkpearl) Sure enough, he spide a massive black shadow moving beneath the water not long ago. After receiving word, Shamani Lohmani directed the Maelstrom warships in the vicinity to herd the beast with cannon fire into the Sastasha Seagrot.

'''Wheiskaet''': (via linkpearl) Isolated as the Seagrot is, we can engage our foe without putting smallfolk at risk. Any words for your men, Commander?

What will you say?
* Compant of Heroes...assemble!
* The duty of the strong is to protect the weak!

'''Landenel''': (via linkpearl) You don't have to tell me twice! I've been aching for a rematch!

'''U'odh Nunh''': (via linkpearl) Rush in blindly, and it will go as poorly for you as it did the first time.

'''Landenel''': (via linkpearl) Hah! Knowing you, I'm sure you'll show up just in time to see me deal the killing blow!

'''Shamani Lohmani''': (via linkpearl) Now, now...can we not save our vitriol for the quarry which I've lured to the perfect spot that is now waiting patiently for ''all of you'' to put it out of its misery?

'''Brayflox''': (via linkpearl) Pshkohhh! Pshkohhh! Brayflox's gobbiebooms blast overbig blasphemy into bittypieces!

'''Wheiskaet''': (via linkpearl) A motlier crew you'll never find, but we'll serve you well when the battle is joined, believe you me.

'''Merlwyb''': (via linkpearl) This is Merlwyb. I will ready a warship at once. Assemble outside the Wench once you've all seen to your preparations.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': So, the time has come. I shall pray for your victory.

(Optional) '''Maelstrom Secretariat''': That's it! I've finally remembered where I heard the name Lorens before. As I recall, he had quite the reputation in Limsa a few years ago, for all the wrong reasons...

(Optional) '''Storm Runner''': Admiral Bloefhiswyn awaits you at the Drowning Wench. Godsspeed!

===Outside the Drowning Wench===

'''Merlwyb''': Ah, <name>. The others should be along soon.

'''Merlwyb''': The blasphemy is still contained within the Sastasha Seagrot. There it will meet its end, Navigator willing.

'''Noll''': Pshhh... Would that my brothers and I could join you in the fight. And yet, blasssphemous though it may be, that beast was once our mother.

'''Merlwyb''': I understand, Noll. Forgive us for what we must do.

'''Merlwyb''': Were there a means to reverse the transformation, we would do all in our power to bring your mother back. Sadly, there is nothing left of her to save.

'''Merwyb''': For the future of the Sahagin and Limsa Lominsa alike, the blasphemy must be laid to rest. And when the deed is done, I would bring your brothers -- even the Crushing Tide -- aboard the great ship we call Vylbrand.

'''Merlwyb''': I do not want to slay your mother. But this thing she has become -- a mindless beast who would enslave and kill her own -- is an affront to the memory of who she was. It is not her -- it is ''not''. Remember this always. You ''must''.

'''Merlwyb''': I will not ask you to shoulder the burden of matricide.

'''Merlwyb''': When the time comes to strike the final blow, I will do the deed.

'''Noll''': Pshhh... Admiral... All you say is true, and yet...

'''Riol''': (via linkpearl) Commander! I've sighted a group o' fishbacks -- Crushin' Tide, most like -- headin' straight for the Seagrot! Ye'd best make yer way here...and fast!

'''Wheiskaet''': Time to move out, then. Any words for your men before we set sail?

What will you say?
* Don't go dying on me out there!
** '''Wheiskaet''': Heh. Our new commander's sounding more and more like the old one.
* Today the blasphemy falls!
** '''Wheiskaet''': You've grown into this role quite well, haven't you?

'''Wheiskaet''': But enough talk. It's time to show the realm that the Company of Heroes hasn't lost a step!

'''Company of Heroes''': Aye!

'''Merlwyb''': We'll stand a better chance of slipping past the Crushing Tide if we split up. <name> and I will go together, while the rest of you take a different route.

'''Merlwyb''': Let us brook no further delay. To Sastasha!

===At the Sastasha Seagrot===

'''Doww''': Pshhh...! My queen! I beg of you, pray shhhow your loyal son mercy!

(Merlwyb and WoL enter)

'''Merlwyb:''': It's Doww...or what's left of '''him.

'''Wizened Sahagin''': Pshhh...!? Ssseaker Doww! Why would our queen do such a thing!?

'''Stalward Sahagin''': It...it is as the shhhorewalkers say! What we thought a blessing is in truth a terrible curse!

'''Wizened Sahagin''': Pshhh! The horror! We mussst away at once!

'''Stalwart Sahagin''': And leave the shhhorewalkers to face our queen mother alone!? No...I will ssstand with them!

'''Merlwyb''': You mustn't sully your hands with the blood of your mother! Go and be with your kin! ''Go''!

'''Stalward Sahagin''': Pshhh! F-Forgive me...

'''Merlwyb''': ...I was beginning to think you wandered off a cliff, Lorens.

'''Lorens''': Must ye say it like that? I prefer to think of myself as...fashionably late.

'''Lorens''': But enough talk. It comes!

(battle begins)

'''Admiral Bloefhiswyn''': Here it comes! We're counting on you, Lorens!

'''Lorens''': Leave it to me!

'''Lorens the Eagle-eyed''': Aye, no enemy's weakness escapes my eyes...

'''The Indigo Beast''': Grrroooaaarrrggghhh!

'''Lorens the Eagle-eyed''': See how easy that was? I reckon you can do it too, Actin' Commander!

'''Merlwyb''': I will not ask for your forgiveness. But this I promise: you will be remembered for the mother you were.

(blasphemy dies)

'''Noll''': Pshhh... Admiral... I...I have no wordsss...

'''Wizened Sahagin''': Pshhh... Our queen mother returns to the depths in eternal ssslumber...

'''Wizened Old Sahagin''': With your strength, you could have crushhhed us easily. Why did you ssspare our lives?

'''Merlwyb''': The beasts and blasphemies are born from the despair in our hearts. But no more -- I woud break the cycle.

'''Merlwyb''': Though Doww may have been blind to it, I believe in a future where Sahagin and Lominsan live in harmony.

'''Merlwyb''': Even after losing who she was, your queen made for your spawning grounds. And it is there she drew her last breath...

'''Merlwyb''': When your next queen is crowned, know that she will have a safe place to raise her young. Once you have selected a suitable location, Limsa Lominsa will recognize and honor your claim.

'''Noll''': A promise for which we are grateful, Admiral, but what of the other peoples of Vylbrand?

'''Merlwyb''': The kobolds are open to the idea. The details will need to be negotiated, but I am confident we can reach an agreement.

'''Merlwyb''': Sahagin, kobild, and Lominsan alike yearn to abide in peace. We can make it so.

'''Stalward Sahagin''': Pshhh... I have never fought alongside shorewalkers before, but I mussst say...it felt good.

'''Noll''': We have fought our neighbors for generations. It has won us only suffering and tragedy. I beg of you -- lay down your ssspears.

'''Stalwart Sahagin''': Pshhh...

'''Merlwyb''': 'Twill take time and effort to bridge the gulf between our peoples. But bridge it we shall.

(As Lorens tries to sneak off after the battle...)

'''Landenel''': I daresay ''we'' have a lot of talking to do as well. Don't we, ''Commander'' Lorens?

'''Lorens''': Ah, Landenel, if ye'd just allow me to explain...

'''Merlwyb''': Let's be off before they drag us into this mess...

===Outside the Drowning Wench===

(Optional) '''Merlwyb''': At last...it's over. We can take pride in the respite we've won, but we must never forget those who could not be here with us to enjoy it.

(Optional) '''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Fighting with gobbiefriends gives Brayflox goodfeels!

(Optional) '''Shamani Lohmani''': Wondering where I was during the battle? Well, I wasn't slacking off, if that's what you're implying! My duty was to protect the ship to ensure our safe return. Truly!

(Optional) '''U'odh Nunh''': I daresay that blasphemy was the most formidable foe our company has ever faced. I must further hone my skills, lest the next enemy prove too tough for us to handle.

(Optional) '''Landenel''': Who invited this bloody bastard, anyway?

(Optional) '''Wheiskaet''': Ho there! Good to see our acting commander hale and hearty.

(Optional) '''Noll of the Calming Seas''': Pshhh... Forgive usss for what we have done, Queen Mother...

(Optional) '''Stalwart Sahagin''': Pshhh... Whe did we ever believe that monstrosssity was a blessing? What fools we were...

'''Lorens''': Perfect timin', Actin' Commander! Ye must save me from this bloodthirsty bastard!

'''Landenel''': Well, Lorens? Let's hear your excuse -- and it had better be a good one. Why in the seven hells were you skulking about in the shadows while we did all the dirty work!?

'''Lorens''': Hah! Like you lot'd be any happier if I'd showed myself sooner! I can hear yer whingin' now. "What, ye didn't think we could 'andle this on our own?"

'''Landenel''': Aye, I'd be bloody furious regardless! Don't think I've forgotten what happened -- or rather ''didn't'' happen -- on the day of our duel!

'''Landenel''': Even though the future of the Company hung in the balance, I waited, and waited, and waited some godsdamned more, and still you never turned up! But I've got you now, and I will have satisfaction!

'''U'odh Nunh''': Given Lorens's penchant for late arrivals, I couldn't help but worry too. To say he cut it fine would be an understatement.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': And not by choice, as usual. My scouts observed him roaming near Costa del Sol not long ago. It would seem our commander's woeful sense of direction has not improved in the least.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': I'm honestly surprised you never realized, Landenel, that that was to blame for his extreme tardiness. That the commander did indeed arrive at the agreed upon location for your duel...after the sun had risen and set a half dozen times.

'''Lorens''': Navigator take me! Shamani, ye promised that would stay between the two of us... Ah, Brayflox! You have a kind word or two for yer ol' commander, don't ye?

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Commander Lorens, commander no more. New commander, friend to gobbies everywhere! Does many sweatworks for gobbiekind!

'''Landenel''': Heh...and there I thought you were too much of a coward to face me in battle.

'''Lorens''': Come now, Landenel. Ye know me better than--

'''Landenel''': Then it's settled -- we fight here and now! On your guard!

'''Lorens''': P-Put that thing down, I say! Ye could hurt someone with that!

'''Wheiskaet''': Hard to believe he was once the glue that held this merry band together. That's right -- if you hadn't yet realized the obvious, Lorens is our former commander. Forgive me for not stating it plainly sooner -- I didn't want you to think we doubted your leadership.

'''Wheiskaet''': He's got his quirks, but as you saw, he's a force of nature on the battlefield.

'''Wheiskaet''': Anyhow, I think we can all say your stint as acting commander has been a rousing success. Now, I reckon it's about time you gave your final order.

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Company of Heroes bandbreak once more? Brayflox never liked parting with gobbiefriends...

'''Landenel''': Hear, hear. I may have my complaints, but when we're together, a good fight's never far away!

'''Lorens''': Ye hardly need a company or commander to get you that. And should Limsa again be imperiled, there's nothin' stoppin' us from risin' to the occasion.

'''Lorens''': Till then, yer all strong enough in your own right. Wny not serve the weak in yer own ways?

(Optional) '''Lorens''': It's time for ye to do what I once did: give yer men their final orders, and send them on their way.

'''Wheiskaet''': You've had quite the turn of duty, but all good things must come to an end. Any parting words before we go our separate ways?

What will you say?
* Let the Company of Heroes be disbanded!
** ???
* Give Gegeruju my regards.
** '''Wheiskaet''': Heh, finally, I can enjoy some semblance of peace again. At least, as much peace as a man can enjoy waiting hand and foot on the lord of Costa del Sol...

'''Wheiskaet''': It may have been rough sailing at times, but I rather enjoyed serving under you...Acting Commander <name>.

'''Landenel''': Well? If you've something to say, let's hear it!

What will you say?
* Let the Company of Heroes be disbanded!
** ???
* Return to the Wailers and keep the murdering to a minimum!
** '''Landenel''': Hah! As if I needed you to tell me. While I enjoyed the diversion, I know as well as any that my true place is in Gridania leading a respectable life.

'''Landenel''': You may not have been the perfect commander, but Twelve as my witness, I hope to fight by your side again. Farewell.

'''U'odh Nunh''': I await your orrrders, Commander.

What will you say?
* Let the Company of Heroes be disbanded!
** ???
* Look after the U, brrrave nunh.
** '''U'odh Nunh''': Aye, I have rrresponsibilities. A tribe that wants for my guidance and prrrotection. I can ill afford to tarry here much longer.

'''U'odh Nunh''': Nevertheless, it is with some rrregret that I take my leave. For all their faults -- of which they have many -- they arrre my companions. And I will miss them.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': Well? Let's hear it, Commander!

What will you say?
* Let the Company of Heroes be disbanded!
** ???
* You owe me a bottle of your finest Bacchus.
** '''Shamani Lohmani''': Indeed, indeed. I mean to return to Wineport as soon as I've tied up a few final loose ends here.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': Speaking of wine, I've always preferred the older vintages. Left to sleep in their barrels for many a summer, they come out tasting better than ever. One might say the same about our own company.

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Brayflox wants busywork! Brayflox awaits uplander's lipflaps!

What will you say?
* Let the Company of Heroes be disbanded!
** ???
* No more cheese wars. ''Please''.
** '''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Brayflox feels heavyheart, but accepts uplander's bossywords.

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Brayflox had goodtimes and happyfeels with gobbiefriends. But goodtimes will come again -- and when they do, new boomsticks will bring blastydoom with much fastness!

'''Lorens''': And on that note, I ought to be on my way...

'''Merlwyb''': Slipping away again, are we? You are a creature of habit.

'''Merlwyb''': I resented you for it at the time, you know. But I think I understand now. Better to shun fame and not serve as an example for glory-seekers too eager to fight and too quick to die.

'''Lorens''': Yer overthinkin' it. I'm a creature of ''whimsey'' -- a man who lets the tailwind carry him where it will. But more importantly, this new age belongs to the new blood. I've had my day in the sun.

'''Lorens''': If ye succeed in brokerin' peace with the beastmen, there'll be no need to worry about primals -- and the Company can go into permanent retirement. And then I can say I did right by the old man.

'''Merlwyb''': If you hadn't been there for us both, I don't know if I could've pulled the trigger...

'''Merlwyb''': Thank you, Lorens. Brother.

'''Lorens''': Bah...I did nothin'. It was ''you'' who shouldered Captain Bloefhis's burden -- and that of the entire League.

'''Lorens''': ...I'm sorry, Merlwyb. I know it hasn't been easy for you.

'''Lorens''': But I daresay ye've worked hard enough. Maybe us Company folk aren't the only ones in need of a retirement... Ah, but I've said too much.

'''Merlwyb''': Lorens holding his tongue? Gods, you ''have'' changed. But yes. My greatest test as Admiral still lies ahead, as we steer the great ship Vylbrand towards a new future.

'''Lorens''': Heh...you truly are yer father's daughter.

'''Lorens''': I owe you my thanks, too. Daresay ye did almost as good a job keepin' the men to task as I could have done.

'''Lorens''': Call it a hunch, but somethin' tells me our paths may cross again. But forgive me if I carry on like I've never seen ye before. Not unlike my ol' friend Mistbeard, I prefer to keep my past...in the past.

'''Lorens''': And with that, I'm off. Take care of yerselves.

'''Noll of the Calming Seas''': Pshhh... The blasssphemy is no more, but we will never know lasting peace until the Crushhhing Tide agrees to lay down their arms.

'''Noll of the Calming Seas''': It will be a daunting tasssk, but as we saw in Sastasha, they are not beyond reason.

'''Noll of the Calming Seas''': I will do all in my power to see that your efforts -- ant the sacrifices of my brothers -- were not in vain.

'''Stalwart Sahagin Youth''': Pshhh... Forgive usss. Even after being freed from falssse god's thrall, still we clung to our hateful beliefsss.

'''Stalwart Sahagin Youth''': It was easier to hearken to Ssspeaker Doww's every word and turn a blind eye to the harshhh truth. Easier and cowardly.

'''Stalwart Sahagin Youth''': I will return and ssspeak with my bothers of the Crushing Tide. I will tell them of our queen mother's sssacrifice, and the vision of hope you have shhhared with us. I ask only that you give us time, and trussst us to make our own decision.

'''Noll of the Calming Seas''': You have my word. If you would not be averssse, let us return to the spawning grounds together.

'''Noll of the Calming Seas''': ...Adventurer. I have no words to expresss my gratitude to you. I will repay you the only way I know how -- by doing my part to ushhher in an age where shorewalker and Sahagin ssstand as one.

'''Merwyb''': Just us now, it would seem.

'''Merlwyb''': Ever since we achieved a measure of peace with the kobolds, I prayed that this day would come.

'''Merlwyb''': Though it is, of course, only a beginning. Negotiations must be held -- and wors exchanged in earnest will invariably lead to flared tempers and bruised egos. But such things always accompany meaningful progress.

'''Merlwyb''': The history of Vylbrand is one of bloodshed, but we have the power to change our ways.

'''Merlwyb''': After all, it is clear we are united more by our similarities than we are divided by our differences.

'''Merlwyb''': I will share what I have seen of the Sahagin with my fellow Lominsans, and listen closely to their doubts and concerns.

'''Merlwyb''': For it must be a harmony not foisted upon them from above, but one which they aspire to of their own free will. No doubt, Noll and his brothers feel the same.

'''Merlwyb''': Again, you have come to Limsa's aid -- ''my'' aid -- at a time we needed it most.

'''Merlwyb''': When we next meet, I hope 'twill not be as Admiral and adventurer, but as friends. Mayhap trading war stories over ales at the Wench.

'''Merlwyb''': But for now, I must return to my duties. Drafting reports and decrees is hardly the most exciting part of my role, but it is a necessary one.

'''Merlwyb''': If you happen to pass through Radz-at-Han, pray share your exploits with our delegate there. Doubtless he will be interested to hear your firsthand account.

'''Merlwyb''': One day I will lay down these muskets of mine for good. But not yet, Father. Not yet...

===At Radz-at-Han===

'''Lominsan Delegate''': <name>! You return. Pray tell, what news from my homeland?

'''Lominsan Delegate''': Extraordinary... And a chance at peace with the Sahagin? These are heartening tidings, indeed.

'''Lominsan Delegate''': Without a doubt, you have helped to dispel the pall of despair that once hung over all Vylbrand. Our people now bask in newfound hope.

'''Lominsan Delegate''': I must share the news with the others. Full glad will they be to hear that the threat to Limsa Lominsa is no more. Thank you again, my friend!

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[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

A Mother's Suffering

2026-03-14T01:49:59Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* At Maelstrom Command */ Standardized "forename".

{{Quest infobox
| title = A Mother's Suffering
| image = Storm_Clouds_Brewing.png
| description = [[Maelstrom Secretariat|The secretariat]] has urgent news for you.
| quest-giver = Maelstrom Secretariat
| related-npcs = Brayflox Alltalks; Doww; Landenel; Merlwyb; Noll; Noll of the Calming Seas; Shamani Lohmani; Storm Runner; U'odh Nunh; Wheiskaet
| location = Limsa Lominsa Upper Decks
| location-x = 12.6
| location-y = 12.5
| type = role
| quest-line = Endwalker Role Quests
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Role Quests
| journal-genre = Melee DPS Role Quests (Endwalker)
| level = 88
| req-quest =
| req-items =
| requirements = {{Melee DPS|name=yes}}
| exp = 501600
| gil = 1000
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = Old Heroes Never Die
| next-quest = Out of the Shadows
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.0
| id-gt = 69653
| id-edb = fd8c6a2db7f
}} __NOTOC__
==Walkthrough==
* [[Landenel]] is a hot-headed warrior who lives for the thrill of battle, while [[U'odh Nunh]] is a calm and calculating hunter. Both can serve you well, but better if assigned to a task suited to their skills...
** What order will you give [[Landenel]]? Drive the Crushing Tide away!
** What order will you give to [[U'odh Nunh]]? See the residents of [[Candlekeep Quay]] to safety!

* To whom will you entrust the interrogation? [[Shamani Lohmani]] will basically ply [[Belligerent Sahagin]] with wine and then bribe the [[Sahagin]] with more, thus getting the information you want.

* When choosing what to say before heading into battle, probably don't choose `All for one` unless you want the [[NPC]]s to not understand you.

* Later you have the option of suggesting what the most valuable information you gleaned from the encounter with the blasphemy was, [[Wheiskaet]] agrees with you if you choose the aether line.

==Steps==
* Speak with the storm runner.
* Speak with [[Wheiskaet]] at [[Candlekeep Quay]].
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]] at the Lominsan Docks.
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]] again.
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]] at [[Maelstrom Command]].

==Journal==
* The secretariat has urgent news for you.

* The Crushing Tide have struck again, and Candlekeep Quay is under attack. You prepare to contact the Company of Heroes and order them into battle, that the threat may be quashed before the residents suffer any casualties.

* You reach out to Wheiskaet and the Company via linkpearl and order them to defend Candlekeep Quay. With Landenel and U'odh Nunh already in the vicinity, you assign each their tasks and send them on their way, while resolving to join them as soon as possible.

* You arrive at Candlekeep Quay to find that the Company of Heroes succeeded in fending off the raiders and seeing the residents to safety. Interrogating two of the captured Crushing Tide after the battle, you learn that Doww is hiding out on a deserted isle that Merlwyb surmises is located in the Cieldalaes. All present resolve to set sail to promptly deal with the threat.

* On the isle you come face-to-face with Doww and the blasphemy, whose presence stirs the power of the Echo. You are granted a vision which reveals that the blasphemy was born of none other than the Indigo Matriarch, queen of the Sahagin, who was overcome with despair for the plight of her people. Regaining your senses, you and your companions confront the beast, only to be incapacitated by a devastating attack that saps your strength. Fortunately, you manage to escape unharmed thanks to a well-timed bullet fired by an unknown sharpshooter. Making for the docks, you regroup with your companions and consider your next course of action.

* The members of the Company vent their frustration at their failure to defeat the blasphemy. Noll, for his part, is deeply distressed by the revelation that the abomination was once his people's mother and queen. Together with Wheiskaet, you ponder the implications of what you have learned from your brief encounter, while Merlwyb declares her intent to dispatch scouts to track the escaped beast, and ascertain where it is taking shelter.

* Back at Maelstrom Command, Merlwyb considers how the beast might be dealt with. Reaffirming her confidence in you and the Company of Heroes, she muses about attempting to recruit the Company's missing commander to aid in your cause. She encourages you to rest up while you can, as your greatest challenge still lies ahead.
**※The next role quest will be available from the Maelstrom secretariat upon reaching level 89 in any melee DPS class.

==Dialogue==

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(Optional) Storm Runner: I have been tasked with facilitating linkpearl communication among the Company of Heroes, that you and your men might focus on the task at hand.
Maelstrom Secretariat: Grave news. We've just received word that Candlekeep Quay is under attack.
Maelstrom Secretariat: It would seem that the Crushing Tide has struck again. The Admiral asks that you deploy the Company of Heroes at once. Our man here will act as your signaler.

(Optional) Maelstrom Secretariat: Our communications officer will assist in relaying your orders.
Storm Runner: The Company of Heroes is awaiting your orders!
Wheiskaet: (via Linkpearl) Candlekeep Quay?!
Wheiskaet: (via Linkpearl) Both Landenel and U'odh Nunh should be close by. What are your instructions?

System: Landanel is a hot-headed warrior who lives for the thrill of battle, while U'odh Nunh is a calm and calculating hunter. Both can serve you well, but better if assigned to a task suited to their skills...

What order will you give Landanel?
* Drive the Crushing Tide away!
* See the residents of Candlekeep Quay to safety!

Landenel: (via Linkpearl) Consider it done, Commander!

What order wil you give U'odh Nunh?
* Drive the Crushing Tide away!
* See the residents of Candlekeep Quay to safety!

U'odh Nunh: (via Linkpearl) Understood.

Wheiskaet: (via Linkpearl) The rest of us will head there at once!
Maelstrom Secretariat: I'll tell the Admiral you and the Company of Heroes are on your way. Godsspeed!
(Optional) Maelstrom Secretariat: You have orders from the Admiral to make for Candlekeep Quay and provide support for the Company as needed.
(Optional) Storm Runner: To think I'd live to see the famed Company of Heroes not only reform, but fight at our side.

===At Candlekeep Quay===

(Optional) Landanel: You kept us waiting long enough, Commander. Not that I'm complaining -- more fishmen for me to skewer.
(Optional) U'odh Nunh: Is that all? And I was just getting warrrmed up...
(Optional) Brayflox Alltalks: Pshhh... Shkohhh... Brayflox's treasures go boom! Blast fishymen to bittybits!
(Optional) Shamani Lohmani: Good to know my colleagues haven't grown rusty in the years since we disbanded.
Wheiskaet: Worry not. The tide has already ebbed, if you follow my meaning.
Wheiskaet: Perhaps you're curious how your men carried out your orders?

If Landanel's first objective was chosen:
* Wheiskaet: You'll be pleased to hear that Landenel led the attack with his characteristic aplomb. Dancing amongst his foes with such speed and ferocity that were dizzying to watch.
If Landanel's second objective was chosen:
* ???

If U'odh Nunh's first objective was chosen:
* ???
If U'odh Nunh's second objective was chosen:
* Wheiskaet: U'odh Nunh made full use of his talents in leading the rescue effort. Not a single man, woman, or child suffered so much as a scratch.

If two good choices made:
* Wheiskaet: I had my doubts at first, but you've passed your first trial as acting captain with flying colors.

Merlwyb: The battle is over, I see. 'Tis good to see the Company of Heroes can still live up to its name.
Merlwyb: I demand answers. Why did you target Candlekeep Quay?
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! I ssspit on your questions, filthy shhhorewalker!
Wheiskaet: I was hoping we might do this the easy way, but if you insist...
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! So you would torture us? You shorewalkers are all the same--sssavage brutes, the lot of you!
Shamani Lohmani: Torture? Please--we are not so uncivilized as that, my slippery friend.
Brayflox Alltalks: Pshhh...Shkohhh...Brayflox's shiny treasure will have fishman trading tongueflaps in no time!
Wheiskaet: Allow me to explain: Shamani Lohmani and Brayflox are well practiced in the art of interrogation.
Wheiskaet: Shamani has a sharp mind, as I'm sure you've noticed, and a knack for getting information out of uncooperative types with a minimum of fuss.
Wheiskaet: Brayflox, on the other hand... Her methods can be... unconventional, to say the least. But it's hard to argue with the results.
Wheiskaet: Well, Commander? The choice is yours to make.

To whom will you entrust the interrogation?
* Shamani Lohmani's my man.
* Brayflox, I choose you!

(If you choose Shamani Lohmani)
Shamani Lohmani: But of course, Commander. Watch as I get him talking without so much as lifting a finger. They tell me your kind are particularly fond of La Noscean oranges. Might I interest you in a glass of delightful orange wine brewed from our latest harvest?
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! Thisss... This is--! Pshhh! Another glass, shhhorewalker! I demand it, in return for the crimes you have committed against my spawnbrothers!
Shamani Lohmani: A mere glass, my friend? Why, I'd be more than happy to offer you a full bottle--nay, an entire cask! If you provide us with the answers we seek...
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh... We have a deal, Shorewalker. For a cask of that blissful beverage, I will tell you all my secrets!

(If you choose Brayflox Alltalks)
Brayflox: Pshhh... Shkohhh... If fishman will not spit out truthywords, Brayflox's treat will have fishman spit out something else...
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! Wh-What is this!?
Belligerent Sahagin: Ngaaaaaah! So vile, so putrid this stench!
Belligerent Sahagin: Unnnghhh... Bleeeccchhhhhhhh!
Brayflox: Pshhh... Shkohhh... Stinkysweet of aged gobbiecheese is strong, yes? Makes many nosetickles and stomachturns.
U'odh Nunh: Our finned friend's spit ''something'' up, all rrright. Though I'd rather he hadn't...
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! F-Fine! I will speak, dirty shorewalkers! J-Just get that foul poison away from me!

Merlwyb: Again, I ask: why did you target Candlekeep Quay?
Belligerent Sahagin: ...Doww himself gave the order. Said we must essstablish a foothold in preparation for our assault on the city.
Merlwyb: He means to attack Limsa Lominsa itself? But with your numbers, that would be folly.
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! Speaker Doww commands power beyond the comprehension of you shorewalkers!
Merlwyb: We have dealt with Leviathan before.
Belligerent Sahagin: You misunderstand. Speaker Doww says it is a greater power ssstill. The very first being blessed by our Lord...
Merlwyb: The blasphemy...
Merlwyb: Tell me where Doww is.
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh... An island far to the sssouth and eassst... There, he performs the rite that will sssummon forth the divine one and deliver my brothers and I to glory!
Merlwyb: ...Thank you for your cooperation.
Merlwyb: I suspect that Doww is hiding out somewhere in the Cieldalaes -- a deserted isle, most likely.
Landenel: I don't know much about these so-called "blasphemies," but can they truly be tamed so easily?
Merlwyb: We have no evidence that they can -- but we must operate under the assumption that Doww has found a way.
Merlwyb: I will ready a ship -- we set sail for the Cieldalaes at once. Prepare yourselves, and meet me at the docks as soon as you are ready.
Wheiskaet: I'll have Shamani and Brayflox continue the interrogation in the meantime. Our friends here might still be hiding something from us.
(Optional) Brayflox Alltalks: Pshhh... Shkohh... Brayflox keep watcheyes on this place.
(Optional) Shamani Lohmani: Don't you worry -- Brayflox and I have the situation under control.

===At the Limsa ferry dock===

(Optional) U'odh Nunh: This is the enemy's stronghold. Never forget that they have the advantage.
(Optional) Landenel: I don't know a blasphemy from a hold in the ground. All I know is that I'm ready to kill the bleedin' thing!
(Optional) Wheiskaet: Let's see how this blasphemy likes my axe between its eyes.
Merlwyb: Everyone is here? Good. We make for the Cieldalaes in search of Doww's hideout.
Merlwyb: Our friend Noll will be waiting for us there.
Merlwyb: The blasphemy, too, may be present. Be vigilant and keep your weapons at the ready.
Merlwyb: Well, Commander? Do you have any words for your men on the eve of battle?

What will you say?
* The duty of the strong...
** Company of Heroes: ...Is to protect the weak!
* All for one...
** U'odh Nunh: Hmm? Can't say I've hearrrd that motto before...
** Wheiskaet: Nor I. At any rate, let's be about it!

===At Doww's hideout===

Merlwyb: We meet again, Doww.
Merlwyb: Where is the blasphemy? Tell us now so we may end this madness.
Doww: Pshhhhhhhhh... Heh heh heh...
Wheiskaet: Speak of the bloody devil!
Noll: Pshhh... There it is... The dread beassst I saw beneath the waves...
Merlwyb: The source of our woes...
Merlwyb: The Echo...!? Of all the times!
Wheiskaet: Defend the commander!

While in the Echo
Doww: Pshhh... I bring grave tidingsss, my queen. The wretched shhhorewalkers poison the minds of my ssspawnbrothers with false words and foul magicks!
Doww: Our poor, beguiled brethren renounce Lord Leviathan and name Him a false god! They treat with Limsa Lominsa, and some even call for an alliance!
Doww: We must sssummon Him, that the lost might receive of His blessing anew! This I would gladly do had our ssstock of crystals not run dry...
Indigo Matriarch: Ssspawning time is nearly upon us... yet you fight and bicker amongssst yourselves... How am I to birth a new brood when my children grown ssstand divided?
Doww: Who dares enter the sssacred chamber!?
Forward-thinking Sahagin: Pshhh... Forgive my intrusion, Queen Mother. I speak for the Sahagin who seek an accord with the shhhorewalkers.
Forward-thinking Sahagin: A new age is upon usss... We needn't turn to false gods, nor foment bitterness and bloodshed in our precious ssspawning grounds...
Forward-thinking Sahagin: The shhhorewalkers have changed. They endeavour to understand us. To shhhare these lands with us, that they may have peace, and we our ssspawning grounds.
Indigo Matriarch: Could thisss be true...?
Doww: Lies, lies! Do not be deceived by that one's delusions, my queen! He is a heathen who has ssstrayed from Lord Leviathan's light!
Doww: The shhhorewalkers are oathbreakers, now and forevermore! As they extend one hand in friendship, they clutch a dagger in the other. We are beasts in their eyes, deserving of naught but ssslaughter!
Indigo Matriarch: Oh... Oh, for a blessed moment, I felt the faintest touch of hope... But you are right, Doww. They are demons... and we are damned...
Indigo Matriarch: O, for woe! My poor children have lossst their faith! Their minds poisoned by lies, they turn away from the Lord of the Who0rl, and cassst their lot with the enemy...
Doww: 'Tis so, my queen, 'tis so. We will have no choice but to abandon our sssacred spawning grounds, and sssink to the ocean's floor to rot and decay.
Indigo Matriarch: Doww, dearessst of my children... You tell then that we have no future...?
Indigo Matriarch: How can I bring new life into this world, knowing that my brood will have their hearts ssstolen and abandon me? How can I bear this unbearable sssadness?
Indigo Matriarch: I cannot!
Forward-thinking Sahagin: Pshhh--!? Wh-what's happening!?
Forward-thinking Sahagin: Please, my queen, you must calm yourself.
Forward-thinking Sahagin: Pshhhaaaaaaaaagh!
Doww: Such...such power! Sssuch beauty! A blessing from Lord Leviathan Himself!

(After the Echo vision)
Wheiskaet: <pant> So this is a blasphemy, eh? I can see what all the fuss was about...
Merlwyb: Have you your wits about you? Good. If you can fight, now is the time.
Doww: Pshhh... Strike now, my queen! Send the shhhorewalkers and their honorless leader to her death!
Landenel: Wh-what's happening!? I can't feel my legs!
Friendly Sahagin: Pshhh... Wh-Why, Mother...? Are we not your children...too...?
Merlwyb: Dammit! We cannot weather another blow like the last!
Landenel: I still don't know what in the seven hells just happened, but I'll be damned if I'm going to go down without a fight!
Wheiskaet: Steady! The beast is feeding on our aether. We'll not survive a head-on fight!
Wheiskaet: Landenel! U'odh! Remember the Company stratagem when faced with overwhelming odds!
Wheiskaet: Retreat! Retreat! Let's get ourselves the bloody hells out of here!

===At the Limsa ferry dock===

(Optional) Noll of the Calming Seas: Pshhh... Were the other beasssts we faced also once my ssspawnbrothers? I...I cannot bear the thought...
(Optional) U'odh Nunh: So that was the blasphemy. Intrrriguing creature. For the first time in many summers, we find ourselves with a worthy foe.
(Optional) Landenel: Face-to-face with the damned beast, and I could barely lift my spear! Next time, mark my words, that bastard fish is going to pay...
(Optional) Wheiskaet: When no path to victory can be found, flee and fight another day. It might not be the kind of approach that makes a bard sing your praises, but it's kept us alive, and that's enough.
Merlwyb: Damn it all! We'd have better luck holding back the tide!
Shamani Lohmani: How goes it, friends... is what I would normally ask, but judging from the muttered cursing, I gather it did not go all that well.
Wheiskaet: We barely escaped with our lives. To think the damned beast had the power to stop us in our tracks -- literally.
U'odh Nunh: What do we know of the creature's origins? Was it once a Sahagin as you suspected?
Merlwyb: Mayhap the Echo afforded [WoL] some insight.
Noll: Pshhh! Doww's villainy knows no bounds! Sssowing seeds of dessspair in our queen mother's heart, that she might transssform into that monstrosity!
Shamani Lohmani: If she was the first to turn, then there was nothing deliberate about it. Still, it's clear that his words served as a catalyst.
Landenel: If we kill the blasphemy, it'll be tantamount to killing the Sahagin's queen. That's not going to endear us to them one bit.
Noll: Pshhh... I cannot turn my ssspear against the mother who birthed me, let alone take her life...
Landenel: Out of curiosity, did anyone see who fired that shot? Were it not for them, we'd all be dead.
Merlwyb: I know not, but we must formulate a plan-- and quickly. My scouts tell me that the blasphemy has left the island, and now roams the open sea.
Merlwyb: I will order them to continue the search. In the meantime, we must find a means to overcome the beast's formidable offense.
Wheiskaet: Leave that to us. Time and again, we've used our wits and experience to triumph over the longest odds.
Wheiskaet: To defeat your enemy, first you must know your enemy. Tell me, Commander... what do you reckon was the most valuable knowledge we gleaned from our initial encounter?

What will you say?
* That the blasphemy is the Sahagin queen transformed.
** Wheiskaet: Indeed. If the beast still has some memory of what it once was, we may very well be able to predict its future actions.
* That the blasphemy has the power to absorb aether.
** Wheiskaet: I concur. Now that we know how the beast disables its foes, we can use this knowledge to devise a proper defense against it.

Wheiskaet: ... But that is not all we have learned. While the blasphemy can maneuver through the water, it also frequents caves and the like. Our best chance of defeating it would be in such a place.
Merlwyb: Our only chance, I daresay.
Merlwyb: I will send scouts to identify any and all large caverns and coastal areas that could serve as shelter for a massive creature.
Merlwyb: To ensure the safety of our people, and to have any hope for peace with the Sahagin-- this is a battle we must win. All your strength and wisdom will be needed in the days to come. Dismissed.
Noll: ......
Merlwyb: Come, let us share our findings with the Maelstrom.

===At Maelstrom Command===

(Optional) Maelstrom Secretariat: The Admiral told me of your encounter with the blasphemy. The result may not have been ideal, but I am heartened to see you return safely.
(Optional) Storm Runner: If even the famed Company of Heroes could not bring it down, this so-called blasphemy must be a formidable beast indeed...
Merlwyb: Now that we have seen what the blasphemy is capable of ourselves, 'tis more plain to me than ever that it must be slain.
Merlwyb: Reach out to all trade ships entering and departing Limsa. Inform them that any sightings of the blasphemy are to be reported to Maelstrom Command at once.
Maelstrom Secretariat: Understood. But given the beast's abilities, how do you intend to overcome it?
Merlwyb: I trust that the Company of Heroes and [forename] -- experienced primal-slayers all-- will find a way.
Merlwyb: ...And yet I would leave no resource untapped. There is one more whose expertise I would call upon -- if he would agree.
Merlwyb: Even Wheiskaet is at a loss as to his former commander's whereabouts. But mayhap Eynzahr could offer some guidance...?
Merlwyb: No doubt you are still fatigued from the battle with the blasphemy. Pray rest while you are able.
Merlwyb: When we are ready to take further action, you will hear from me. Till then, take care.
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

A Mother's Suffering

2026-03-14T01:47:21Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* At the Limsa ferry dock */ Added missing dialogue.

{{Quest infobox
| title = A Mother's Suffering
| image = Storm_Clouds_Brewing.png
| description = [[Maelstrom Secretariat|The secretariat]] has urgent news for you.
| quest-giver = Maelstrom Secretariat
| related-npcs = Brayflox Alltalks; Doww; Landenel; Merlwyb; Noll; Noll of the Calming Seas; Shamani Lohmani; Storm Runner; U'odh Nunh; Wheiskaet
| location = Limsa Lominsa Upper Decks
| location-x = 12.6
| location-y = 12.5
| type = role
| quest-line = Endwalker Role Quests
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Role Quests
| journal-genre = Melee DPS Role Quests (Endwalker)
| level = 88
| req-quest =
| req-items =
| requirements = {{Melee DPS|name=yes}}
| exp = 501600
| gil = 1000
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = Old Heroes Never Die
| next-quest = Out of the Shadows
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.0
| id-gt = 69653
| id-edb = fd8c6a2db7f
}} __NOTOC__
==Walkthrough==
* [[Landenel]] is a hot-headed warrior who lives for the thrill of battle, while [[U'odh Nunh]] is a calm and calculating hunter. Both can serve you well, but better if assigned to a task suited to their skills...
** What order will you give [[Landenel]]? Drive the Crushing Tide away!
** What order will you give to [[U'odh Nunh]]? See the residents of [[Candlekeep Quay]] to safety!

* To whom will you entrust the interrogation? [[Shamani Lohmani]] will basically ply [[Belligerent Sahagin]] with wine and then bribe the [[Sahagin]] with more, thus getting the information you want.

* When choosing what to say before heading into battle, probably don't choose `All for one` unless you want the [[NPC]]s to not understand you.

* Later you have the option of suggesting what the most valuable information you gleaned from the encounter with the blasphemy was, [[Wheiskaet]] agrees with you if you choose the aether line.

==Steps==
* Speak with the storm runner.
* Speak with [[Wheiskaet]] at [[Candlekeep Quay]].
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]] at the Lominsan Docks.
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]] again.
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]] at [[Maelstrom Command]].

==Journal==
* The secretariat has urgent news for you.

* The Crushing Tide have struck again, and Candlekeep Quay is under attack. You prepare to contact the Company of Heroes and order them into battle, that the threat may be quashed before the residents suffer any casualties.

* You reach out to Wheiskaet and the Company via linkpearl and order them to defend Candlekeep Quay. With Landenel and U'odh Nunh already in the vicinity, you assign each their tasks and send them on their way, while resolving to join them as soon as possible.

* You arrive at Candlekeep Quay to find that the Company of Heroes succeeded in fending off the raiders and seeing the residents to safety. Interrogating two of the captured Crushing Tide after the battle, you learn that Doww is hiding out on a deserted isle that Merlwyb surmises is located in the Cieldalaes. All present resolve to set sail to promptly deal with the threat.

* On the isle you come face-to-face with Doww and the blasphemy, whose presence stirs the power of the Echo. You are granted a vision which reveals that the blasphemy was born of none other than the Indigo Matriarch, queen of the Sahagin, who was overcome with despair for the plight of her people. Regaining your senses, you and your companions confront the beast, only to be incapacitated by a devastating attack that saps your strength. Fortunately, you manage to escape unharmed thanks to a well-timed bullet fired by an unknown sharpshooter. Making for the docks, you regroup with your companions and consider your next course of action.

* The members of the Company vent their frustration at their failure to defeat the blasphemy. Noll, for his part, is deeply distressed by the revelation that the abomination was once his people's mother and queen. Together with Wheiskaet, you ponder the implications of what you have learned from your brief encounter, while Merlwyb declares her intent to dispatch scouts to track the escaped beast, and ascertain where it is taking shelter.

* Back at Maelstrom Command, Merlwyb considers how the beast might be dealt with. Reaffirming her confidence in you and the Company of Heroes, she muses about attempting to recruit the Company's missing commander to aid in your cause. She encourages you to rest up while you can, as your greatest challenge still lies ahead.
**※The next role quest will be available from the Maelstrom secretariat upon reaching level 89 in any melee DPS class.

==Dialogue==

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(Optional) Storm Runner: I have been tasked with facilitating linkpearl communication among the Company of Heroes, that you and your men might focus on the task at hand.
Maelstrom Secretariat: Grave news. We've just received word that Candlekeep Quay is under attack.
Maelstrom Secretariat: It would seem that the Crushing Tide has struck again. The Admiral asks that you deploy the Company of Heroes at once. Our man here will act as your signaler.

(Optional) Maelstrom Secretariat: Our communications officer will assist in relaying your orders.
Storm Runner: The Company of Heroes is awaiting your orders!
Wheiskaet: (via Linkpearl) Candlekeep Quay?!
Wheiskaet: (via Linkpearl) Both Landenel and U'odh Nunh should be close by. What are your instructions?

System: Landanel is a hot-headed warrior who lives for the thrill of battle, while U'odh Nunh is a calm and calculating hunter. Both can serve you well, but better if assigned to a task suited to their skills...

What order will you give Landanel?
* Drive the Crushing Tide away!
* See the residents of Candlekeep Quay to safety!

Landenel: (via Linkpearl) Consider it done, Commander!

What order wil you give U'odh Nunh?
* Drive the Crushing Tide away!
* See the residents of Candlekeep Quay to safety!

U'odh Nunh: (via Linkpearl) Understood.

Wheiskaet: (via Linkpearl) The rest of us will head there at once!
Maelstrom Secretariat: I'll tell the Admiral you and the Company of Heroes are on your way. Godsspeed!
(Optional) Maelstrom Secretariat: You have orders from the Admiral to make for Candlekeep Quay and provide support for the Company as needed.
(Optional) Storm Runner: To think I'd live to see the famed Company of Heroes not only reform, but fight at our side.

===At Candlekeep Quay===

(Optional) Landanel: You kept us waiting long enough, Commander. Not that I'm complaining -- more fishmen for me to skewer.
(Optional) U'odh Nunh: Is that all? And I was just getting warrrmed up...
(Optional) Brayflox Alltalks: Pshhh... Shkohhh... Brayflox's treasures go boom! Blast fishymen to bittybits!
(Optional) Shamani Lohmani: Good to know my colleagues haven't grown rusty in the years since we disbanded.
Wheiskaet: Worry not. The tide has already ebbed, if you follow my meaning.
Wheiskaet: Perhaps you're curious how your men carried out your orders?

If Landanel's first objective was chosen:
* Wheiskaet: You'll be pleased to hear that Landenel led the attack with his characteristic aplomb. Dancing amongst his foes with such speed and ferocity that were dizzying to watch.
If Landanel's second objective was chosen:
* ???

If U'odh Nunh's first objective was chosen:
* ???
If U'odh Nunh's second objective was chosen:
* Wheiskaet: U'odh Nunh made full use of his talents in leading the rescue effort. Not a single man, woman, or child suffered so much as a scratch.

If two good choices made:
* Wheiskaet: I had my doubts at first, but you've passed your first trial as acting captain with flying colors.

Merlwyb: The battle is over, I see. 'Tis good to see the Company of Heroes can still live up to its name.
Merlwyb: I demand answers. Why did you target Candlekeep Quay?
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! I ssspit on your questions, filthy shhhorewalker!
Wheiskaet: I was hoping we might do this the easy way, but if you insist...
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! So you would torture us? You shorewalkers are all the same--sssavage brutes, the lot of you!
Shamani Lohmani: Torture? Please--we are not so uncivilized as that, my slippery friend.
Brayflox Alltalks: Pshhh...Shkohhh...Brayflox's shiny treasure will have fishman trading tongueflaps in no time!
Wheiskaet: Allow me to explain: Shamani Lohmani and Brayflox are well practiced in the art of interrogation.
Wheiskaet: Shamani has a sharp mind, as I'm sure you've noticed, and a knack for getting information out of uncooperative types with a minimum of fuss.
Wheiskaet: Brayflox, on the other hand... Her methods can be... unconventional, to say the least. But it's hard to argue with the results.
Wheiskaet: Well, Commander? The choice is yours to make.

To whom will you entrust the interrogation?
* Shamani Lohmani's my man.
* Brayflox, I choose you!

(If you choose Shamani Lohmani)
Shamani Lohmani: But of course, Commander. Watch as I get him talking without so much as lifting a finger. They tell me your kind are particularly fond of La Noscean oranges. Might I interest you in a glass of delightful orange wine brewed from our latest harvest?
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! Thisss... This is--! Pshhh! Another glass, shhhorewalker! I demand it, in return for the crimes you have committed against my spawnbrothers!
Shamani Lohmani: A mere glass, my friend? Why, I'd be more than happy to offer you a full bottle--nay, an entire cask! If you provide us with the answers we seek...
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh... We have a deal, Shorewalker. For a cask of that blissful beverage, I will tell you all my secrets!

(If you choose Brayflox Alltalks)
Brayflox: Pshhh... Shkohhh... If fishman will not spit out truthywords, Brayflox's treat will have fishman spit out something else...
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! Wh-What is this!?
Belligerent Sahagin: Ngaaaaaah! So vile, so putrid this stench!
Belligerent Sahagin: Unnnghhh... Bleeeccchhhhhhhh!
Brayflox: Pshhh... Shkohhh... Stinkysweet of aged gobbiecheese is strong, yes? Makes many nosetickles and stomachturns.
U'odh Nunh: Our finned friend's spit ''something'' up, all rrright. Though I'd rather he hadn't...
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! F-Fine! I will speak, dirty shorewalkers! J-Just get that foul poison away from me!

Merlwyb: Again, I ask: why did you target Candlekeep Quay?
Belligerent Sahagin: ...Doww himself gave the order. Said we must essstablish a foothold in preparation for our assault on the city.
Merlwyb: He means to attack Limsa Lominsa itself? But with your numbers, that would be folly.
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh! Speaker Doww commands power beyond the comprehension of you shorewalkers!
Merlwyb: We have dealt with Leviathan before.
Belligerent Sahagin: You misunderstand. Speaker Doww says it is a greater power ssstill. The very first being blessed by our Lord...
Merlwyb: The blasphemy...
Merlwyb: Tell me where Doww is.
Belligerent Sahagin: Pshhh... An island far to the sssouth and eassst... There, he performs the rite that will sssummon forth the divine one and deliver my brothers and I to glory!
Merlwyb: ...Thank you for your cooperation.
Merlwyb: I suspect that Doww is hiding out somewhere in the Cieldalaes -- a deserted isle, most likely.
Landenel: I don't know much about these so-called "blasphemies," but can they truly be tamed so easily?
Merlwyb: We have no evidence that they can -- but we must operate under the assumption that Doww has found a way.
Merlwyb: I will ready a ship -- we set sail for the Cieldalaes at once. Prepare yourselves, and meet me at the docks as soon as you are ready.
Wheiskaet: I'll have Shamani and Brayflox continue the interrogation in the meantime. Our friends here might still be hiding something from us.
(Optional) Brayflox Alltalks: Pshhh... Shkohh... Brayflox keep watcheyes on this place.
(Optional) Shamani Lohmani: Don't you worry -- Brayflox and I have the situation under control.

===At the Limsa ferry dock===

(Optional) U'odh Nunh: This is the enemy's stronghold. Never forget that they have the advantage.
(Optional) Landenel: I don't know a blasphemy from a hold in the ground. All I know is that I'm ready to kill the bleedin' thing!
(Optional) Wheiskaet: Let's see how this blasphemy likes my axe between its eyes.
Merlwyb: Everyone is here? Good. We make for the Cieldalaes in search of Doww's hideout.
Merlwyb: Our friend Noll will be waiting for us there.
Merlwyb: The blasphemy, too, may be present. Be vigilant and keep your weapons at the ready.
Merlwyb: Well, Commander? Do you have any words for your men on the eve of battle?

What will you say?
* The duty of the strong...
** Company of Heroes: ...Is to protect the weak!
* All for one...
** U'odh Nunh: Hmm? Can't say I've hearrrd that motto before...
** Wheiskaet: Nor I. At any rate, let's be about it!

===At Doww's hideout===

Merlwyb: We meet again, Doww.
Merlwyb: Where is the blasphemy? Tell us now so we may end this madness.
Doww: Pshhhhhhhhh... Heh heh heh...
Wheiskaet: Speak of the bloody devil!
Noll: Pshhh... There it is... The dread beassst I saw beneath the waves...
Merlwyb: The source of our woes...
Merlwyb: The Echo...!? Of all the times!
Wheiskaet: Defend the commander!

While in the Echo
Doww: Pshhh... I bring grave tidingsss, my queen. The wretched shhhorewalkers poison the minds of my ssspawnbrothers with false words and foul magicks!
Doww: Our poor, beguiled brethren renounce Lord Leviathan and name Him a false god! They treat with Limsa Lominsa, and some even call for an alliance!
Doww: We must sssummon Him, that the lost might receive of His blessing anew! This I would gladly do had our ssstock of crystals not run dry...
Indigo Matriarch: Ssspawning time is nearly upon us... yet you fight and bicker amongssst yourselves... How am I to birth a new brood when my children grown ssstand divided?
Doww: Who dares enter the sssacred chamber!?
Forward-thinking Sahagin: Pshhh... Forgive my intrusion, Queen Mother. I speak for the Sahagin who seek an accord with the shhhorewalkers.
Forward-thinking Sahagin: A new age is upon usss... We needn't turn to false gods, nor foment bitterness and bloodshed in our precious ssspawning grounds...
Forward-thinking Sahagin: The shhhorewalkers have changed. They endeavour to understand us. To shhhare these lands with us, that they may have peace, and we our ssspawning grounds.
Indigo Matriarch: Could thisss be true...?
Doww: Lies, lies! Do not be deceived by that one's delusions, my queen! He is a heathen who has ssstrayed from Lord Leviathan's light!
Doww: The shhhorewalkers are oathbreakers, now and forevermore! As they extend one hand in friendship, they clutch a dagger in the other. We are beasts in their eyes, deserving of naught but ssslaughter!
Indigo Matriarch: Oh... Oh, for a blessed moment, I felt the faintest touch of hope... But you are right, Doww. They are demons... and we are damned...
Indigo Matriarch: O, for woe! My poor children have lossst their faith! Their minds poisoned by lies, they turn away from the Lord of the Who0rl, and cassst their lot with the enemy...
Doww: 'Tis so, my queen, 'tis so. We will have no choice but to abandon our sssacred spawning grounds, and sssink to the ocean's floor to rot and decay.
Indigo Matriarch: Doww, dearessst of my children... You tell then that we have no future...?
Indigo Matriarch: How can I bring new life into this world, knowing that my brood will have their hearts ssstolen and abandon me? How can I bear this unbearable sssadness?
Indigo Matriarch: I cannot!
Forward-thinking Sahagin: Pshhh--!? Wh-what's happening!?
Forward-thinking Sahagin: Please, my queen, you must calm yourself.
Forward-thinking Sahagin: Pshhhaaaaaaaaagh!
Doww: Such...such power! Sssuch beauty! A blessing from Lord Leviathan Himself!

(After the Echo vision)
Wheiskaet: <pant> So this is a blasphemy, eh? I can see what all the fuss was about...
Merlwyb: Have you your wits about you? Good. If you can fight, now is the time.
Doww: Pshhh... Strike now, my queen! Send the shhhorewalkers and their honorless leader to her death!
Landenel: Wh-what's happening!? I can't feel my legs!
Friendly Sahagin: Pshhh... Wh-Why, Mother...? Are we not your children...too...?
Merlwyb: Dammit! We cannot weather another blow like the last!
Landenel: I still don't know what in the seven hells just happened, but I'll be damned if I'm going to go down without a fight!
Wheiskaet: Steady! The beast is feeding on our aether. We'll not survive a head-on fight!
Wheiskaet: Landenel! U'odh! Remember the Company stratagem when faced with overwhelming odds!
Wheiskaet: Retreat! Retreat! Let's get ourselves the bloody hells out of here!

===At the Limsa ferry dock===

(Optional) Noll of the Calming Seas: Pshhh... Were the other beasssts we faced also once my ssspawnbrothers? I...I cannot bear the thought...
(Optional) U'odh Nunh: So that was the blasphemy. Intrrriguing creature. For the first time in many summers, we find ourselves with a worthy foe.
(Optional) Landenel: Face-to-face with the damned beast, and I could barely lift my spear! Next time, mark my words, that bastard fish is going to pay...
(Optional) Wheiskaet: When no path to victory can be found, flee and fight another day. It might not be the kind of approach that makes a bard sing your praises, but it's kept us alive, and that's enough.
Merlwyb: Damn it all! We'd have better luck holding back the tide!
Shamani Lohmani: How goes it, friends... is what I would normally ask, but judging from the muttered cursing, I gather it did not go all that well.
Wheiskaet: We barely escaped with our lives. To think the damned beast had the power to stop us in our tracks -- literally.
U'odh Nunh: What do we know of the creature's origins? Was it once a Sahagin as you suspected?
Merlwyb: Mayhap the Echo afforded [WoL] some insight.
Noll: Pshhh! Doww's villainy knows no bounds! Sssowing seeds of dessspair in our queen mother's heart, that she might transssform into that monstrosity!
Shamani Lohmani: If she was the first to turn, then there was nothing deliberate about it. Still, it's clear that his words served as a catalyst.
Landenel: If we kill the blasphemy, it'll be tantamount to killing the Sahagin's queen. That's not going to endear us to them one bit.
Noll: Pshhh... I cannot turn my ssspear against the mother who birthed me, let alone take her life...
Landenel: Out of curiosity, did anyone see who fired that shot? Were it not for them, we'd all be dead.
Merlwyb: I know not, but we must formulate a plan-- and quickly. My scouts tell me that the blasphemy has left the island, and now roams the open sea.
Merlwyb: I will order them to continue the search. In the meantime, we must find a means to overcome the beast's formidable offense.
Wheiskaet: Leave that to us. Time and again, we've used our wits and experience to triumph over the longest odds.
Wheiskaet: To defeat your enemy, first you must know your enemy. Tell me, Commander... what do you reckon was the most valuable knowledge we gleaned from our initial encounter?

What will you say?
* That the blasphemy is the Sahagin queen transformed.
** Wheiskaet: Indeed. If the beast still has some memory of what it once was, we may very well be able to predict its future actions.
* That the blasphemy has the power to absorb aether.
** Wheiskaet: I concur. Now that we know how the beast disables its foes, we can use this knowledge to devise a proper defense against it.

Wheiskaet: ... But that is not all we have learned. While the blasphemy can maneuver through the water, it also frequents caves and the like. Our best chance of defeating it would be in such a place.
Merlwyb: Our only chance, I daresay.
Merlwyb: I will send scouts to identify any and all large caverns and coastal areas that could serve as shelter for a massive creature.
Merlwyb: To ensure the safety of our people, and to have any hope for peace with the Sahagin-- this is a battle we must win. All your strength and wisdom will be needed in the days to come. Dismissed.
Noll: ......
Merlwyb: Come, let us share our findings with the Maelstrom.

===At Maelstrom Command===

(Optional) Maelstrom Secretariat: The Admiral told me of your encounter with the blasphemy. The result may not have been ideal, but I am heartened to see you return safely.
(Optional) Storm Runner: If even the famed Company of Heroes could not bring it down, this so-called blasphemy must be a formidable beast indeed...
Merlwyb: Now that we have seen what the blasphemy is capable of ourselves, 'tis more plain to me than ever that it must be slain.
Merlwyb: Reach out to all trade ships entering and departing Limsa. Inform them that any sightings of the blasphemy are to be reported to Maelstrom Command at once.
Maelstrom Secretariat: Understood. But given the beast's abilities, how do you intend to overcome it?
Merlwyb: I trust that the Company of Heroes and [WoL] -- experienced primal-slayers all-- will find a way.
Merlwyb: ...And yet I would leave no resource untapped. There is one more whose expertise I would call upon -- if he would agree.
Merlwyb: Even Wheiskaet is at a loss as to his former commander's whereabouts. But mayhap Eynzahr could offer some guidance...?
Merlwyb: No doubt you are still fatigued from the battle with the blasphemy. Pray rest while you are able.
Merlwyb: When we are ready to take further action, you will hear from me. Till then, take care.
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

Old Heroes Never Die

2026-03-14T01:15:09Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Outside the Drowning Wench */ Added character name I forgot to add.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Old Heroes Never Die
| image = Storm_Clouds_Brewing.png
| description = [[Maelstrom Secretariat|The secretariat]] appears to have been waiting for you.
| quest-giver = Maelstrom Secretariat
| related-npcs = Brayflox Alltalks; Landenel; Merlwyb; Noll; Noll of the Calming Seas; Shamani Lohmani; Storm Runner; U'odh Nunh; Wheiskaet
| location = Limsa Lominsa Upper Decks
| location-x = 12.6
| location-y = 12.5
| type = role
| quest-line = Endwalker Role Quests
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Role Quests
| journal-genre = Melee DPS Role Quests (Endwalker)
| level = 87
| req-quest =
| req-items =
| requirements = {{Melee DPS|name=yes}}
| exp = 495000
| gil = 1000
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = The Crushing Tide
| next-quest = A Mother's Suffering
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.0
| id-gt = 69652
| id-edb = da392242377
}} __NOTOC__

==Steps==
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]] at [[South Tidegate]].
* Wait outside [[the Drowning Wench]].
* Speak with [[Wheiskaet]].
* Speak with the [[Maelstrom Secretariat]].

==Journal==
* The secretariat appears to have been waiting for you.

* The secretariat brings grave tidings: a Lominsan merchantman carrying a haul of O'Ghomoro crystals was taken by a Sahagin raiding party. In light of this, Merlwyb suspects that the Crushing Tide have a mind to summon the Lord of the Whorl once more. In hopes of forestalling such a calamitous turn of events, she means to meet with her Sahagin ally Noll and his compatriots at South Tidegate, and bids you join her there.

* To your dismay, Noll confirms that Doww and the Crushing Tide do indeed seek to summon Leviathan in hopes of bolstering their ranks. With Limsa's forces already stretched thin defending the coast from the beasts born of the Final Days, you suggest that the Company of Heroes might be summoned back to help combat the threat. Unfortunately, Merlwyb explains that they disbanded before the Calamity, and their leader has not been seen since. All hope is not lost, however, as Merlwyb has a plan, and asks that you meet her at the Drowning Wench for a discussion with the Company's erstwhile first mate, Wheiskaet.

* Joined by the other former members of the Company of Heroes, Wheiskaet listens patiently as Merlwyb makes her pitch. At first, he is reluctant to agree to the Admiral's proposal, but acquiesces when she states that you could lead them in their absent commander's stead. An arrangement is reached, and thus do you resolve to learn more of the storied veterans, that you might more effectively utilize their talents.

* A brief conversation with Wheiskaet and the individual members of the Company allows you to take stock of their abilities and assign each to the task which you deem them best suited. Your general plan of attack decided upon, the Company takes their leave, and you and Merlwyb decide to return to the Maelstrom Command to make preparations for the coming mission.

* Back at Malestrom Command, the secretariat furnishes you with a linkpearl, formally establishing a new linkshell with you and the Company of Heroes. Duly equipped, you resolve to stay at the ready until the time is right for you and those you command to enter the fray.
** ※The next role quest will be available from the Maelstrom secretariat upon reaching level 88 in any melee DPS class.

'''Note:''' The results of the choices made in this quest may not be seen until the following quest.

{{stub||Missing the results of a mix of "good" and "bad" choices}}

==Dialogue==

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': The Admiral left a message for you -- and the news is not good.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': It appears that a Lominsan merchant ship was assailed by a Sahagin raiding party affiliated with the Crushing Tide.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': To further complicate matters, the vessel in question was carrying a shipment of crystals supplied to us by the kobolds of O'Ghomoro.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': The Admiral suspects that Doww means to use the plundered crystals to summon Leviathan. She has gone to meet with Noll, that we and our Sahagin allies might take swift action.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': She bids you join her immediately. Should the worst come to the worst, your experience in combating primals may prove essential.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': Pray make for South Tidegate and rendezvous with Admiral Bloefhiswyn at once.

(Optional) '''Maelstrom Secretariat''': Admiral Bloefhiswyn awaits you at South Tidegate. Pray join her as soon as you are able.

====At South Tidegate====

(Optional) '''Noll of the Calming Seas''': Pshhh... It is good to see you sssafe, friend.

'''Merlwyb''': Thank you for coming, <name>.

'''Merlwyb''': The situation is grim. The Crushing Tide plundered one of our trading ships and seized a goodly stash of O'Ghomoro crystals.

'''Noll''': Pshhh... Though their aim is clear, it appears they yet lack the quantity needed to perform the sssummoning.

'''Noll''': Doww longs for the days when every Sahagin cried out for Lord Leviathan's deliverance, and will ssstop at nothing to see them return.

'''Noll''': I cannot fathom what the Crushing Tide are thinking. What sssatisfaction, what happiness can be found in giving over their hearts and minds to a false god?

'''Merlwyb''': And so we must thwart their designs, lest the bonds we have forged be forever broken.

'''Merlwyb''': By the same token, we cannot ignore the blasphemy, nor the transformations its presence may bring about.

'''Merlwyb''': A battle on two fronts -- neither of which we can commit to at the expense of the other...

'''Merlwyb''': As we sail into the eye of the storm, I would hear your counsel. What course of action would you propose?

What will you say?
* Might we turn to the three great pirate powers for aid?
** '''Merlwyb''': As it happens, I've already enlisted the Executioners, the Krakens, and the Sirens to the cause. They've done much to bolster the Maelstrom's efforts to scour the seas for the blasphemy.
** '''Merlwyb''': So if we're to seek reinforcements, we will have to turn elsewhere. But to whom?
* Let us recruit the Yellowjackets to the cause.
** '''Merlwyb''': The Yellowjackets are spread thin keeping the coast safe from the Crushing Tide and their raids. We cannot afford to dilute their ranks any further.
** '''Merlwyb''': No, we must look to another party for assistance, I'm afraid. Any other ideas?
* Sounds like a job for the Company of Heroes...

'''Merlwyb''': The Company of Heroes? Now that's a name I've not heard in some time.

'''Merlwyb''': 'Tis true that they answered the call many a time. Indeed, other than you and yours, there are arguably none better suited to the task of primal slaying.

'''Merlwyb''': But they disbanded over five years ago...and neither hide nor hair has been seen of their commander since.

'''Merlwyb''': Aye, absent their leader, I suspect they will be reluctant to join our cause...

'''Merlwyb''': ...And yet, I can think of no better option. I'll contact Wheiskaet -- their erstwhile commander's right-hand man -- and see if he will not hear us out.

'''Merlwyb''': I will ask him to meet us at the Drowning Wench. Let us hope he is receptive to our offer.

'''Merlwyb''': Noll. Might I trust you and your brothers to continue the search for the blasphemy in the meantime?

'''Noll''': Pshhh... But of course, Admiral. Should we dissscover anything, you will be the first to know.

(Optional) '''Merlwyb''': I will reach out to Whesikaet, the former first mate of the Company, and see if he is willing to meet us at the Drowning Wench.

(Optional) '''Noll of the Calming Seas''': Pshhh... Worry not... My ssspawnbrothers and I will keep our eyes on the Crushing Tide in the meantime.

====Outside the Drowning Wench====

'''Merlwyb''': My apologies for the delay.

What will you say?
* You are alone?
* So your plea fell on deaf ears...

'''???''': ...And here I swore five years ago that I was done playing hero.

'''Landenel''': Could someone explain what this is all about? Believe it or not, I am a respectable man with respectable obligations these days.

'''U'odh Nunh''': Take that polearrrm out of your arrrse, old friend. And stop pretending you're not still a murderous bastard at heart.

'''Landenel''': Watch that wicked tongue of yours, U'odh, lets I skewer it and prove you right!

'''Shamani Lohmani''': Ahhh... Nothing like a reunion with dear companions over a bottle of the Wench's finest vintage! That ''is'' why we're here, right?

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh...! Shkohhh...! Long time no eyecatch, uplanders! Brayflox is tummy-tickled to see gobblefriends again!

'''Merlwyb''': Thank you for assembling on such short notice.

'''U'odh Nunh''': Sparrre us the pleasantries, Admiral. Why are we here?

'''Merlwyb''': I make a simple request: reform the Company of Heroes, and lend Limsa Lominsa your strength.

'''Wheiskaet''': Hmm. You've a reason, I'm sure. I would hear it.

'''Merlwyb''': ...So there you have it. A terrible fiend known as a blasphemy prowls our seas, transforming the Sahagin into ravening beasts.

'''Merlwyb''': At the same time, the Sahagin themselves -- specifically, a hostile faction calling themselves the Crushing Tide -- had declared their intention to summon Leviathan anew. Should they succeed, we would be hard-pressed to deal with the primal while still dealing with the other threats.

'''Wheiskaet''': A right pickle, indeed...

'''Wheiskaet''': ...But the answer is no. The commander disbanded the Company, and as his first mate, it's not my place to gainsay his final order.

'''Landanel''': Sod that, I say. Have you forgotten our company's creed!? "The duty of the strong is to protect the weak!"

'''Landanel''': are the people now in danger not the same men and women we gought to defend years ago? The commander would not have turned his back on them, and neither should we!

'''Wheiskaet''': Bold words, Landenel. But do you truly believe that we can honor them as we are?

'''Wheiskaet''': Old mercenaries past their prime, lacking the commander whose wisdom and prowess saw them to glory once upon a time...

'''Merlwyb''': Ah, yes. Your commander...

'''Merlwyb''': What if <name> were to lead you in his stead? Surely you would not question <gender> abilities.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': ...An intriguing proposition. I, for one, would not be averse to serving under such a decorated hero.

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh...! Shkohhh...! Gobbiefriend has goodly head for fighty-think and goodly arms for thinky-fight!

'''Wheiskaet''': As ringing an endorsement as any. But I would hear it from the <gender> themself. Do you believe you are capable of leading the Company of Heroes into battle?

What will you say?
* If you've the stones to follow me.
** '''Wheiskaet''': Now ''that's'' the confidence I'd expect from my commander. Very well, then -- consider us yours to lead.
* Better battle than a banquet.
** '''Wheiskaet''': Still nursing that grudge, are we? Aye, I suppose we still owe you a dozen favors. If you're willing to lead, we'll follow.

'''Wheiskaet''': <sigh> Five years to the day. Truth be told, I was enjoying the more leisurely life. But when duty calls...

'''U'odh Nunh''': Wait. Before we proceed, I must ask. Have we no way of reaching out to the commander?

'''Landanel''': Forgotten how he took his leave, have we? Up and vanishing so we could each find our own way, apart from him and the Company. I doubt we'll see him again -- much as I wish we could.

'''Merlwyb''': To the matter at hand -- the missions you will undertake.

'''Merlwyb''': First, you are to aid us in tracking down the blasphemy that roams the sea. Second, you must prevent the Crushing Tide from summoning Leviathan at all costs.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': Oh, is that all? And there I thought we might get our feet wet with a real challenge, heh. But in all seriousness, we should take care to decide who attends to what.

'''Wheiskaet''': Sounds like a job for our acting commander. I'm sure she'll give it all due consideration.

(Optional) '''Merlwyb''': Wheiskaet may be skeptical, but I for one have little dount you will prove a worthy commander for the Company of Heroes.

(Optional) '''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Brayflox happily gives hand-lending to uplander!

(Optional) '''Shamani Lohmani''': The others may gripe and groan, but not me. I'll be the first to admit that I missed the action!

(Optional) '''U'odh Nunh''': Please think twice before assigning me to the same grrroup as Landenel. I don't know what's worse -- his tendency to wave his lance in people's faces, or all the shouting and blusterrring he engages in while doing so.

(Optional) '''Landanel''': Have we finished with all the logistical nonsense? I'm eager for a taste of the old violence. You know the flavor.

'''Wheiskaet''': So if I understand this correctly, we're to bring down the so-called blasphemy. Of course, to do that, we'll need to find the damn thing first.

'''Wheiskaet''': We've also got to prevent the Crushing Tide from summoning their god, Leviathan. A tall order in and of itself.

'''Wheiskaet''': As acting commander, it's your job to decide who'll be doing what, based on the skills we each have to offer.

'''Wheitskaet''': I'd recommend that you start by having a chat with each of us, that you might develop a sense of the strengths and weaknesses -- mostly strengths, of course -- of the storied veterans under your command.

'''Landanel''': My specialty, you ask? Why, impaling fiends with this lance of mine, of course! The stronger the foe, the better -- none are a match for me!

'''Landanel''': It would be folly to waste my talents on dealing with those slippery fishmen. Set me against that so-called blasphemy and I'll have the thing on a skewer before you can say "Merlwyb Bloefhiswyn"!

Which task will you entrust to Landenel?
* Pursuing and slaying the blasphemy.
** '''Wheiskaet''': A wise choice. Send Landenel after the Sahagin, and he's like to ''help'' them summon Leviathan to sate his bloodlust.
* Preventing the primal summoning.
** '''Wheiskaet''': Have you lost your wits!? Send Landenel after the Sahagin, and he's like to help them summon Leviathan to sate his bloodlust. Oh, gods help us all...

'''U'odh Nunh''': I will speak plain: I am not some battle-crazed barrrbarian like Landenel. As nunh of the U, a tribe of peerless hunters, I conduct my affairs with discipline and prrrudence.

'''U'odh Nunh''': As such, I know better than any that to rrrush headlong into battle is rarely the best course of action. Far wiser it is to observe from afar and proceed with caution.

Which task will you entrust to U'odh Nunh?
* Pursuing and slaying the blasphemy.
** '''Wheiskaet''': It's true that the nunh can hold his own in a fight, but I cannot help but wonder if that's the best use of his -- Ah, but it is your choice to make.
* Preventing the primal summoning.
** '''Wheiskaet''': Very astute, if I do say so myself. There are few better suited to the task of averting needless bloodshed than the famously circumspect U'odh Nunh.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': As you well know, my vision is somewhat lacking these days. I can still defend myself when necessary, but I'd rather it not come to that.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': My condition also leaves me rather unsuited to scouting and searching. It wasn't always the case, but such is life. On the other hand, I'd like to think I've gotten quite good at sounding out the intentions of others during negotiations and the like...

Which task will you entrust to Shamani Lohmani?
* Pursuing and slaying the blasphemy.
** '''Wheiskaet''': That is an...''interesting'' choice, Commander. Shamani will dutifully perform any task, to be sure, but I can't help but wonder if that's a suitable venue for his particular talents...
* Preventing the primal summoning.
** '''Wheiskaet''': You've a keen sense for these things, I see. More so than reconnaissance or battle, Shamani has a knack for working behind the scenes to see the Company's goals achieved.

'''Brayflos Alltalks''': Pshhh...! Shkohhh...! Brayflox master remaker of Illuminati treasures! Offers much hand-lending with ingenuity!

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Farseeing spyglass sees far into oceandeep! Crackfires go boom and blast beasts into bittypieces!

Which task will you entrust to Brayflox?
* Pursuing and slaying the blasphemy.
** '''Wheiskaet''': A logical choice, if I do say so myself. Brayflox's mastery of tools and armaments are sure to avail you in tracking and felling that beast.
* Preventing the primal summoning.
** '''Wheiskaet''': The choice is yours to make, of course. But I cannot help but wonder if Brayflox's talents might be better applied to a less...''delicate'' task.

'''Wheiskaet''': It would seem everyone has their assignments.

* If all "good" choices:
** '''Wheiskaet''': And I daresay the choices you've made are nigh impeccable. If I didn't know better, I'd think you'd been leading us for years.
* If a mix of "good" and "bad" choices:
** '''Wheiskaet''': I can't say I agree with all of your choices, but given that you've only just assumed command, I reckon you've done well enough.
* If all "bad" choices:
** '''Wheiskaet''': That said...I must confess that your choices do not exactly inspire me with confidence. I hope that you can improve your grasp of the strengths and weaknesses of those under your command, lest these missions end in disaster.

'''Merlwyb''': And with that, it is time we got to work. I have procured linkpearls for one and all, that we can keep each other apprised of our progress. You may pick them up from Maelstrom Command.

'''Wheiskaet''': We'd best be off, then. Should we have need to regroup or reconsider our strategy, call for us.

'''Merlwyb''': I will return to Command, and share these developments here with the secretariat and our Sahagin friends. Do join me if you can...''Commander'' <name>.

====At Maelstrom Command====

(Optional) '''Storm Runner''': Admiral Bloefhiswyn has tasked me with overseeing communications between you and the Company of Heroes. First, you'll be needing a linkpearl. Pray speak with the secretariat.

(Optional) '''Merlwyb''': I have just finished briefing the secretariat. She has something you should find useful.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': Ah, <name>. The Admiral has apprised me of the situation in full.

'''Merlwyb''': Furnish <name> with a linkpearl, yes?

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': Of course, Admiral.

'''Storm Runner''': It would seem the Company is trying to reach us.

'''Landenel''': Ho there, Commander! Just give the word, and I'll come running!

'''U'odh Nunh''': Lowerrr your godsdamned voice, will you?

'''Landenel''': Watch your tongue, or I'll track you down and rip yours out!

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': They sound more like mortal enemies than old companions...

'''Merlwyb''': That's where <name> comes in. I'm trusting you to whip them back into shape. Make them a force to be reckoned with.

'''Merlwyb''': I will have the secretariat contact you if there are any developments. I would convey them to the entire Company by linkpearl, but we cannot afford anyone taking reckless action...

'''Merlwyb''': In the meantime, I will reach out to Noll and see what he has gleaned about the Crushing Tide and their hideout.

'''Merlwyb''': Let us hope for good tidings, Commander.
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

Old Heroes Never Die

2026-03-14T01:14:33Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Outside the Drowning Wench */ Added dialogue for "a mix of good and bad choices".

{{Quest infobox
| title = Old Heroes Never Die
| image = Storm_Clouds_Brewing.png
| description = [[Maelstrom Secretariat|The secretariat]] appears to have been waiting for you.
| quest-giver = Maelstrom Secretariat
| related-npcs = Brayflox Alltalks; Landenel; Merlwyb; Noll; Noll of the Calming Seas; Shamani Lohmani; Storm Runner; U'odh Nunh; Wheiskaet
| location = Limsa Lominsa Upper Decks
| location-x = 12.6
| location-y = 12.5
| type = role
| quest-line = Endwalker Role Quests
| journal-section = Class & Job Quests
| journal-category = Role Quests
| journal-genre = Melee DPS Role Quests (Endwalker)
| level = 87
| req-quest =
| req-items =
| requirements = {{Melee DPS|name=yes}}
| exp = 495000
| gil = 1000
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = The Crushing Tide
| next-quest = A Mother's Suffering
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.0
| id-gt = 69652
| id-edb = da392242377
}} __NOTOC__

==Steps==
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]] at [[South Tidegate]].
* Wait outside [[the Drowning Wench]].
* Speak with [[Wheiskaet]].
* Speak with the [[Maelstrom Secretariat]].

==Journal==
* The secretariat appears to have been waiting for you.

* The secretariat brings grave tidings: a Lominsan merchantman carrying a haul of O'Ghomoro crystals was taken by a Sahagin raiding party. In light of this, Merlwyb suspects that the Crushing Tide have a mind to summon the Lord of the Whorl once more. In hopes of forestalling such a calamitous turn of events, she means to meet with her Sahagin ally Noll and his compatriots at South Tidegate, and bids you join her there.

* To your dismay, Noll confirms that Doww and the Crushing Tide do indeed seek to summon Leviathan in hopes of bolstering their ranks. With Limsa's forces already stretched thin defending the coast from the beasts born of the Final Days, you suggest that the Company of Heroes might be summoned back to help combat the threat. Unfortunately, Merlwyb explains that they disbanded before the Calamity, and their leader has not been seen since. All hope is not lost, however, as Merlwyb has a plan, and asks that you meet her at the Drowning Wench for a discussion with the Company's erstwhile first mate, Wheiskaet.

* Joined by the other former members of the Company of Heroes, Wheiskaet listens patiently as Merlwyb makes her pitch. At first, he is reluctant to agree to the Admiral's proposal, but acquiesces when she states that you could lead them in their absent commander's stead. An arrangement is reached, and thus do you resolve to learn more of the storied veterans, that you might more effectively utilize their talents.

* A brief conversation with Wheiskaet and the individual members of the Company allows you to take stock of their abilities and assign each to the task which you deem them best suited. Your general plan of attack decided upon, the Company takes their leave, and you and Merlwyb decide to return to the Maelstrom Command to make preparations for the coming mission.

* Back at Malestrom Command, the secretariat furnishes you with a linkpearl, formally establishing a new linkshell with you and the Company of Heroes. Duly equipped, you resolve to stay at the ready until the time is right for you and those you command to enter the fray.
** ※The next role quest will be available from the Maelstrom secretariat upon reaching level 88 in any melee DPS class.

'''Note:''' The results of the choices made in this quest may not be seen until the following quest.

{{stub||Missing the results of a mix of "good" and "bad" choices}}

==Dialogue==

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': The Admiral left a message for you -- and the news is not good.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': It appears that a Lominsan merchant ship was assailed by a Sahagin raiding party affiliated with the Crushing Tide.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': To further complicate matters, the vessel in question was carrying a shipment of crystals supplied to us by the kobolds of O'Ghomoro.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': The Admiral suspects that Doww means to use the plundered crystals to summon Leviathan. She has gone to meet with Noll, that we and our Sahagin allies might take swift action.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': She bids you join her immediately. Should the worst come to the worst, your experience in combating primals may prove essential.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': Pray make for South Tidegate and rendezvous with Admiral Bloefhiswyn at once.

(Optional) '''Maelstrom Secretariat''': Admiral Bloefhiswyn awaits you at South Tidegate. Pray join her as soon as you are able.

====At South Tidegate====

(Optional) '''Noll of the Calming Seas''': Pshhh... It is good to see you sssafe, friend.

'''Merlwyb''': Thank you for coming, <name>.

'''Merlwyb''': The situation is grim. The Crushing Tide plundered one of our trading ships and seized a goodly stash of O'Ghomoro crystals.

'''Noll''': Pshhh... Though their aim is clear, it appears they yet lack the quantity needed to perform the sssummoning.

'''Noll''': Doww longs for the days when every Sahagin cried out for Lord Leviathan's deliverance, and will ssstop at nothing to see them return.

'''Noll''': I cannot fathom what the Crushing Tide are thinking. What sssatisfaction, what happiness can be found in giving over their hearts and minds to a false god?

'''Merlwyb''': And so we must thwart their designs, lest the bonds we have forged be forever broken.

'''Merlwyb''': By the same token, we cannot ignore the blasphemy, nor the transformations its presence may bring about.

'''Merlwyb''': A battle on two fronts -- neither of which we can commit to at the expense of the other...

'''Merlwyb''': As we sail into the eye of the storm, I would hear your counsel. What course of action would you propose?

What will you say?
* Might we turn to the three great pirate powers for aid?
** '''Merlwyb''': As it happens, I've already enlisted the Executioners, the Krakens, and the Sirens to the cause. They've done much to bolster the Maelstrom's efforts to scour the seas for the blasphemy.
** '''Merlwyb''': So if we're to seek reinforcements, we will have to turn elsewhere. But to whom?
* Let us recruit the Yellowjackets to the cause.
** '''Merlwyb''': The Yellowjackets are spread thin keeping the coast safe from the Crushing Tide and their raids. We cannot afford to dilute their ranks any further.
** '''Merlwyb''': No, we must look to another party for assistance, I'm afraid. Any other ideas?
* Sounds like a job for the Company of Heroes...

'''Merlwyb''': The Company of Heroes? Now that's a name I've not heard in some time.

'''Merlwyb''': 'Tis true that they answered the call many a time. Indeed, other than you and yours, there are arguably none better suited to the task of primal slaying.

'''Merlwyb''': But they disbanded over five years ago...and neither hide nor hair has been seen of their commander since.

'''Merlwyb''': Aye, absent their leader, I suspect they will be reluctant to join our cause...

'''Merlwyb''': ...And yet, I can think of no better option. I'll contact Wheiskaet -- their erstwhile commander's right-hand man -- and see if he will not hear us out.

'''Merlwyb''': I will ask him to meet us at the Drowning Wench. Let us hope he is receptive to our offer.

'''Merlwyb''': Noll. Might I trust you and your brothers to continue the search for the blasphemy in the meantime?

'''Noll''': Pshhh... But of course, Admiral. Should we dissscover anything, you will be the first to know.

(Optional) '''Merlwyb''': I will reach out to Whesikaet, the former first mate of the Company, and see if he is willing to meet us at the Drowning Wench.

(Optional) '''Noll of the Calming Seas''': Pshhh... Worry not... My ssspawnbrothers and I will keep our eyes on the Crushing Tide in the meantime.

====Outside the Drowning Wench====

'''Merlwyb''': My apologies for the delay.

What will you say?
* You are alone?
* So your plea fell on deaf ears...

'''???''': ...And here I swore five years ago that I was done playing hero.

'''Landenel''': Could someone explain what this is all about? Believe it or not, I am a respectable man with respectable obligations these days.

'''U'odh Nunh''': Take that polearrrm out of your arrrse, old friend. And stop pretending you're not still a murderous bastard at heart.

'''Landenel''': Watch that wicked tongue of yours, U'odh, lets I skewer it and prove you right!

'''Shamani Lohmani''': Ahhh... Nothing like a reunion with dear companions over a bottle of the Wench's finest vintage! That ''is'' why we're here, right?

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh...! Shkohhh...! Long time no eyecatch, uplanders! Brayflox is tummy-tickled to see gobblefriends again!

'''Merlwyb''': Thank you for assembling on such short notice.

'''U'odh Nunh''': Sparrre us the pleasantries, Admiral. Why are we here?

'''Merlwyb''': I make a simple request: reform the Company of Heroes, and lend Limsa Lominsa your strength.

'''Wheiskaet''': Hmm. You've a reason, I'm sure. I would hear it.

'''Merlwyb''': ...So there you have it. A terrible fiend known as a blasphemy prowls our seas, transforming the Sahagin into ravening beasts.

'''Merlwyb''': At the same time, the Sahagin themselves -- specifically, a hostile faction calling themselves the Crushing Tide -- had declared their intention to summon Leviathan anew. Should they succeed, we would be hard-pressed to deal with the primal while still dealing with the other threats.

'''Wheiskaet''': A right pickle, indeed...

'''Wheiskaet''': ...But the answer is no. The commander disbanded the Company, and as his first mate, it's not my place to gainsay his final order.

'''Landanel''': Sod that, I say. Have you forgotten our company's creed!? "The duty of the strong is to protect the weak!"

'''Landanel''': are the people now in danger not the same men and women we gought to defend years ago? The commander would not have turned his back on them, and neither should we!

'''Wheiskaet''': Bold words, Landenel. But do you truly believe that we can honor them as we are?

'''Wheiskaet''': Old mercenaries past their prime, lacking the commander whose wisdom and prowess saw them to glory once upon a time...

'''Merlwyb''': Ah, yes. Your commander...

'''Merlwyb''': What if <name> were to lead you in his stead? Surely you would not question <gender> abilities.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': ...An intriguing proposition. I, for one, would not be averse to serving under such a decorated hero.

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh...! Shkohhh...! Gobbiefriend has goodly head for fighty-think and goodly arms for thinky-fight!

'''Wheiskaet''': As ringing an endorsement as any. But I would hear it from the <gender> themself. Do you believe you are capable of leading the Company of Heroes into battle?

What will you say?
* If you've the stones to follow me.
** '''Wheiskaet''': Now ''that's'' the confidence I'd expect from my commander. Very well, then -- consider us yours to lead.
* Better battle than a banquet.
** '''Wheiskaet''': Still nursing that grudge, are we? Aye, I suppose we still owe you a dozen favors. If you're willing to lead, we'll follow.

'''Wheiskaet''': <sigh> Five years to the day. Truth be told, I was enjoying the more leisurely life. But when duty calls...

'''U'odh Nunh''': Wait. Before we proceed, I must ask. Have we no way of reaching out to the commander?

'''Landanel''': Forgotten how he took his leave, have we? Up and vanishing so we could each find our own way, apart from him and the Company. I doubt we'll see him again -- much as I wish we could.

'''Merlwyb''': To the matter at hand -- the missions you will undertake.

'''Merlwyb''': First, you are to aid us in tracking down the blasphemy that roams the sea. Second, you must prevent the Crushing Tide from summoning Leviathan at all costs.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': Oh, is that all? And there I thought we might get our feet wet with a real challenge, heh. But in all seriousness, we should take care to decide who attends to what.

'''Wheiskaet''': Sounds like a job for our acting commander. I'm sure she'll give it all due consideration.

(Optional) '''Merlwyb''': Wheiskaet may be skeptical, but I for one have little dount you will prove a worthy commander for the Company of Heroes.

(Optional) '''Brayflox Alltalks''': Pshhh... Shkohhh... Brayflox happily gives hand-lending to uplander!

(Optional) '''Shamani Lohmani''': The others may gripe and groan, but not me. I'll be the first to admit that I missed the action!

(Optional) '''U'odh Nunh''': Please think twice before assigning me to the same grrroup as Landenel. I don't know what's worse -- his tendency to wave his lance in people's faces, or all the shouting and blusterrring he engages in while doing so.

(Optional) '''Landanel''': Have we finished with all the logistical nonsense? I'm eager for a taste of the old violence. You know the flavor.

'''Wheiskaet''': So if I understand this correctly, we're to bring down the so-called blasphemy. Of course, to do that, we'll need to find the damn thing first.

'''Wheiskaet''': We've also got to prevent the Crushing Tide from summoning their god, Leviathan. A tall order in and of itself.

'''Wheiskaet''': As acting commander, it's your job to decide who'll be doing what, based on the skills we each have to offer.

'''Wheitskaet''': I'd recommend that you start by having a chat with each of us, that you might develop a sense of the strengths and weaknesses -- mostly strengths, of course -- of the storied veterans under your command.

'''Landanel''': My specialty, you ask? Why, impaling fiends with this lance of mine, of course! The stronger the foe, the better -- none are a match for me!

'''Landanel''': It would be folly to waste my talents on dealing with those slippery fishmen. Set me against that so-called blasphemy and I'll have the thing on a skewer before you can say "Merlwyb Bloefhiswyn"!

Which task will you entrust to Landenel?
* Pursuing and slaying the blasphemy.
** '''Wheiskaet''': A wise choice. Send Landenel after the Sahagin, and he's like to ''help'' them summon Leviathan to sate his bloodlust.
* Preventing the primal summoning.
** '''Wheiskaet''': Have you lost your wits!? Send Landenel after the Sahagin, and he's like to help them summon Leviathan to sate his bloodlust. Oh, gods help us all...

'''U'odh Nunh''': I will speak plain: I am not some battle-crazed barrrbarian like Landenel. As nunh of the U, a tribe of peerless hunters, I conduct my affairs with discipline and prrrudence.

'''U'odh Nunh''': As such, I know better than any that to rrrush headlong into battle is rarely the best course of action. Far wiser it is to observe from afar and proceed with caution.

Which task will you entrust to U'odh Nunh?
* Pursuing and slaying the blasphemy.
** '''Wheiskaet''': It's true that the nunh can hold his own in a fight, but I cannot help but wonder if that's the best use of his -- Ah, but it is your choice to make.
* Preventing the primal summoning.
** '''Wheiskaet''': Very astute, if I do say so myself. There are few better suited to the task of averting needless bloodshed than the famously circumspect U'odh Nunh.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': As you well know, my vision is somewhat lacking these days. I can still defend myself when necessary, but I'd rather it not come to that.

'''Shamani Lohmani''': My condition also leaves me rather unsuited to scouting and searching. It wasn't always the case, but such is life. On the other hand, I'd like to think I've gotten quite good at sounding out the intentions of others during negotiations and the like...

Which task will you entrust to Shamani Lohmani?
* Pursuing and slaying the blasphemy.
** '''Wheiskaet''': That is an...''interesting'' choice, Commander. Shamani will dutifully perform any task, to be sure, but I can't help but wonder if that's a suitable venue for his particular talents...
* Preventing the primal summoning.
** '''Wheiskaet''': You've a keen sense for these things, I see. More so than reconnaissance or battle, Shamani has a knack for working behind the scenes to see the Company's goals achieved.

'''Brayflos Alltalks''': Pshhh...! Shkohhh...! Brayflox master remaker of Illuminati treasures! Offers much hand-lending with ingenuity!

'''Brayflox Alltalks''': Farseeing spyglass sees far into oceandeep! Crackfires go boom and blast beasts into bittypieces!

Which task will you entrust to Brayflox?
* Pursuing and slaying the blasphemy.
** '''Wheiskaet''': A logical choice, if I do say so myself. Brayflox's mastery of tools and armaments are sure to avail you in tracking and felling that beast.
* Preventing the primal summoning.
** '''Wheiskaet''': The choice is yours to make, of course. But I cannot help but wonder if Brayflox's talents might be better applied to a less...''delicate'' task.

'''Wheiskaet''': It would seem everyone has their assignments.

* If all "good" choices:
** '''Wheiskaet''': And I daresay the choices you've made are nigh impeccable. If I didn't know better, I'd think you'd been leading us for years.
* If a mix of "good" and "bad" choices:
** I can't say I agree with all of your choices, but given that you've only just assumed command, I reckon you've done well enough.
* If all "bad" choices:
** '''Wheiskaet''': That said...I must confess that your choices do not exactly inspire me with confidence. I hope that you can improve your grasp of the strengths and weaknesses of those under your command, lest these missions end in disaster.

'''Merlwyb''': And with that, it is time we got to work. I have procured linkpearls for one and all, that we can keep each other apprised of our progress. You may pick them up from Maelstrom Command.

'''Wheiskaet''': We'd best be off, then. Should we have need to regroup or reconsider our strategy, call for us.

'''Merlwyb''': I will return to Command, and share these developments here with the secretariat and our Sahagin friends. Do join me if you can...''Commander'' <name>.

====At Maelstrom Command====

(Optional) '''Storm Runner''': Admiral Bloefhiswyn has tasked me with overseeing communications between you and the Company of Heroes. First, you'll be needing a linkpearl. Pray speak with the secretariat.

(Optional) '''Merlwyb''': I have just finished briefing the secretariat. She has something you should find useful.

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': Ah, <name>. The Admiral has apprised me of the situation in full.

'''Merlwyb''': Furnish <name> with a linkpearl, yes?

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': Of course, Admiral.

'''Storm Runner''': It would seem the Company is trying to reach us.

'''Landenel''': Ho there, Commander! Just give the word, and I'll come running!

'''U'odh Nunh''': Lowerrr your godsdamned voice, will you?

'''Landenel''': Watch your tongue, or I'll track you down and rip yours out!

'''Maelstrom Secretariat''': They sound more like mortal enemies than old companions...

'''Merlwyb''': That's where <name> comes in. I'm trusting you to whip them back into shape. Make them a force to be reckoned with.

'''Merlwyb''': I will have the secretariat contact you if there are any developments. I would convey them to the entire Company by linkpearl, but we cannot afford anyone taking reckless action...

'''Merlwyb''': In the meantime, I will reach out to Noll and see what he has gleaned about the Crushing Tide and their hideout.

'''Merlwyb''': Let us hope for good tidings, Commander.
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Dramatis Personae

2026-02-28T08:15:20Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Accepting the quest (Cutscene) */ Moved a word into the correct dialogue line.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Dramatis Personae
| description = [[Keiten]] knows of someone seeking your acquaintance.
| image = Dramatis Personae Image.png
| quest-giver = Keiten
| location = Kugane
| location-x = 12.2
| location-y = 12.3
| type = feature
| quest-line = Return to Ivalice
| journal-section = Chronicles of a New Era
| journal-category = Return to Ivalice Quests
| journal-genre =
| organization =
| level = 70
| requirements =
| req-quest = Stormblood (Quest)
| req-items =
| exp = 0
| gil = 1200
| unlocks =
| prev-quest =
| next-quest = A City Fallen
| release = stormblood
| patch = 4.1
| id-gt = 68539
| id-edb = 14847bc8932
}}
==Steps==
*Speak with [[Lina Mewrilah]].

*Speak with [[Lina Mewrilah]].

*Speak with [[Alma]] in the [[The Prima Vista Tiring Room|tiring house]].

*Speak with [[Ramza]] on the [[The Prima Vista Bridge|bridge]].

==Journal==
*[[Lina Mewrilah]] and a young maid by the name of [[Alma]] seek not only your acquaintance, but your aid, as well. Follow the pair to the [[airship]] landing to learn more.

*It appears that Alma will only speak from the safety of her airship, currently berthed in the skies above [[Kugane]]. Approach Lina Mewrilah when you are ready to board the shuttle.

*Lina informs you that the theater barge belongs to the [[Majestic Imperial Theater Company]], of which Alma is a member. Speak with the young girl in the [[The Prima Vista Tiring Room|tiring room]]. ※Future visits to the ''Prima Vista'' can be made by speaking with the shuttle pilot stationed at the airship landing.

*You learn that the Majestic Imperial Theater Company was forced to flee the [[The Garlean Empire|Empire]] after its founder and principal, [[Jenomis cen Lexentale]], refused to cease his criticism of the government. There is, however, more to the story... and if you wish to hear it, you will need to proceed to the bridge.

*Jenomis apparently believed that the Zodiac Brave Story -- a legend known to all Garleans -- was more than a mere bedtime tale, and set off to the [[Royal City of Rabanastre]] in the recently annexed kingdom of [[Dalmasca]] hoping to prove his theory. Contact with the principal, however, was lost soon after his departure, and he has not been heard from since. Speak with Jenomis's son [[Ramza]] on the [[The Prima Vista Bridge|bridge]] to find out your role in proceedings.

*Ramza is planning an expedition to locate and rescue his father, and your assistance has been grudgingly accepted. Speak with the youth again when you are ready to depart for Dalmasca.

==Dialogue==
===Accepting the quest (Cutscene)===
'''Keiten:''' Welcome, [milday/milord]. There is a young maiden here who would speak with you.
'''Keiten:''' Miss! The adventurer has arrived!

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' And here [she/he] is! The liberator of both Doma and Ala Mhigo in the flesh! I am Lina Mewrilah, correspondent for ''The Raven''. You may recognize me from my exposé on the secret lives of the Homunculi.

'''(If botanist and met Mujih)'''
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Is there...a problem?
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Mujih? That would be my sister. People mistake us all the time. Same profession, you see, and we do bear a passing resemblance. When last I heard, she was still assigned to the Botanists' Guild in Gridania, poor thing.

'''(Both)'''
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' But enough small talk. It's not for nothing that I've been standing here since yesterday morning on the off chance you'd pass by.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' No, I'm here because─ Actually, it's best you heard it from Alma. I am but an observer.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Alma, come! I've found [her/him]!

'''Alma:''' Is this the adventurer of whom you spoke?

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Indeed it is.

'''Alma:''' Please! I beg of you! Find my father! You are his only hope!

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' It's all right, Alma...
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' We are attracting unwanted attention. Might I suggest a change of venue?
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' We will await you before the ''Prima Vista''. The theater barge has a berth at the airship landing.

====Optional====
'''Keiten:''' I have never been one to meddle in the affairs of my clients...but if I were, I would say that you would be a fool not to follow those two back to their airship. Call it...a feeling.

'''Alma:''' <sob>

===Speaking with Lina Mewrilah===
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' As I said before, I think it better we continue this conversation in the privacy of the young lady's barge. It's not that I don't trust anyone here...it's simply that I don't trust anyone here.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Gate guard Minegumo has been instructed to look out for you. In future, speak with him when you wish to gain admission to the docks.

====Optional====
'''Alma:''' ...

'''Shuttle Pilot:''' You should speak with Lady Lina.

===Speaking with Lina Mewrilah===
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Thank you for coming, [Forename].
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' You're probably wondering why I've summoned you to an airship...and a Garlean one at that. Allow me to explain on the shuttle.

====Optional====
'''Company Tragedienne:''' Don't be shy! You've nothing to fear from us. Well...most of us.

'''Company Thespian:''' I've no words for you, stranger.

'''Company Tragedian:''' Not now. I am practicing my lines. In my head.

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Welcome to the ''Prima Vista'', the most luxurious theater barge in all the land!

===Speaking with Alma in the tiring room===
'''Alma:''' The ''Prima Vista'' serves as both stage and home to the Majestic Imperial Theater Company.

====Cutscene====
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' You can keep that dirk in your drawers. No one here is a member of the imperial army, nor are there any spies within the troupe...at least, no ''known'' spies...
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Ask anyone and they will readily attest: the Majestic Imperial Theater Company are the finest practitioners of the dramatic arts to be found anywhere on the Three Great Continents...and beyond!
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' They have admirers throughout the Empire and its territories─and even boast a sizable following in Gridania, hence my assignment to their story.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' It is a little-known fact, outside Garlemald at least, that the late emperor was a devoted patron of the arts who supported various theater troupes to the tune of much coin.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Indeed, Solus was so enamored of the Majestic players that he ordered the construction of this very airship, that the troupe might perform in every corner of the Empire.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' When his grandson took the throne, however, everything changed.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Now, all theater troupes domestic and foreign must submit their works for approval by the central imperial board of censors. If a play is deemed vulgar or inflammatory, it is banned and the troupe denied their writs of transit. The worst offenders? Well, they are never heard from again.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' This policy has effectively left playwrights with one of two options: compromise their creative integrity to curry favor with His Radiance, or put down their quills altogether.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' The principal of the Majestic, however, chose a third option: to express his disapproval for the new emperor's policies obliquely, in ostensibly unpolitical works.

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Pray forgive me for my earlier outburst. I am Alma bas Lexentale, daughter of Principal Jenomis cen Lexentale.
'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Mayhap you have heard of my father's latest play, ''The Zodiac Brave Story''? On the surface, it is an innocent retelling of a well-known Garlean faerie tale─hardly worthy of the censors' attention. But beneath, it is something quite different. A fact the censors failed to spot when they approved the manuscript for public performance.
'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' The play quickly became a huge success. The commonfolk loved its fantastical story, while the learned classes appreciated its true message.

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' By the time the imperial board of censors realized their mistake, it was too late. No longer in a position to prohibit the performance outright without admitting fault, they took aim at the company's purse strings instead.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Before long, noble patrons began to withdraw their support, fearing to be associated with the troupe. And by the end, even the learned felt compelled to feign ignorance. By bleeding the Majestic of their funding, the censors robbed them of their voice.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' And...none of this has made it any clearer as to why you're here. Right.

'''Cid:''' Allow me, Lina.
'''Cid:''' I've known Jenomis since we were students at the Magitek Academy. When I heard his daughter was in Kugane looking to enlist the aid of an adventurer, I felt compelled to give her your name. Sorry for not announcing myself sooner, old friend.
'''Cid:''' Jenomis and I were from different worlds, but that only served to fuel our friendship. Many were the nights we would prattle on into the wee small hours─warm flagons of peated ale numbing our minds to the other's naive ideologies. Yet, no matter where our conversation began, it would invariably end with him telling me how he was going to change the Empire from the inside out. The troupe was to be his path into the people's hearts.
'''Cid:''' Even after the Empire forced him from his home, Jenomis never gave up hope that his work might change the world.

'''Jenomis cen Lexentale (Flashback):''' Art will ever strain against artificial bounds and borders! Man-made walls and misguided wars! It is in such times of uncertainty that we must needs embrace our calling and take to the skies so others might do the same!

'''Cid:''' What I am trying to say─rather poorly, I concede─is that not all Garleans are hewn from the same stone.
'''Cid:''' Just as there are those who pledge their lives to the Empire, and would never think to question the authority of its leaders, there are those like Alma's father and myself whose love for their country does not blind them to its flaws.
'''Cid:''' Still...try selling that sack of sun flour to an Ala Mhigan or a Doman who has watched his family consumed in the flames of a magitek reaper.

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' How many Eorzean adventurers do you think would leap at the opportunity to help an imperial search for her missing father...and in Garlean territory, no less?
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' But you─you are different. You have seen enough to know that the line between good and evil is not defined by race, color, or creed. So, what say you?

'''< What will you say? >'''
''''''
''''''

''''''''''
'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Oh, thank you. Thank you so much!

''''''''''
'''Cid:''' Indeed.

'''(Both)'''
'''Cid:''' Now that you understand the nature of the task, perhaps Alma could provide some insight as to where we might begin our search.

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Shortly before my father disappeared, he began work on his next play─a successor to ''The Zodiac Brave Story''.
'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Ah, but I am getting ahead of myself. Please, follow me...

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' ...through adventure and hardship, young Delita, a boy of common blood, becomes a hero, culminating in the birth of the mythical kingdom of Ivalice.
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' But that is where the story ends. There are no records of anything that follows. Was Principal Jenomis simply going to invent something?

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' My father believed that he had discovered evidence of a second hero. One whose efforts went largely unnoticed, but without whom Delita would never have risen to the throne. His was the next tale he wanted to tell─the ''true'' Zodiac Brave Story.

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' A ''second'' hero?

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' According to my father's studies, this young man was one of Delita's closest friends and confidants─that is, until the untimely passing of Delita's sister forced the two to part ways.
'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Yet, the unnamed hero continued to provide aid to his friend by thwarting the machinations of those who would scheme against Delita, thus paving the way for the pauper's rise to regent.

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' You must forgive me, but I've never heard anyone make such claims. How exactly did your father come by this information?

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' That...is a long story...

'''Cid:''' One which begins and ends with Jenomis becoming lost in the very legend he sought to lay bare.
'''Cid:''' Even as far back as our Academy days, Ivalice had Jenomis firmly in its grasp. He flatly refused to believe the story was just a faerie tale.
'''Cid:''' And so, when he was finally driven out of Garlemald, it was only natural that he should choose this of all places as his refuge─was it not, Alma?

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' That is correct, Master Garlond. It has long been my father's belief that the ruins of ancient Ivalice lie beyond Nagxia, buried beneath the sands of the Dalmasca Desert.

'''Cid:''' Poor Dalmasca... The kingdom prospered in relative isolation for countless generations...until the Empire came calling.

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' When not touring, my father would organize expeditions into the Dalmasca Desert to search for proof of Ivalice's existence. Sometimes he would bring back strange artifacts, ancient tomes...and crystals. Crystals unlike any others.
'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' My father called them ''auracite'' and claimed they were vital to proving his theories. This is one such crystal.

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' By the Twelve... It's magnificent!

'''Cid:''' Ivalician legend tells of crystals bequeathed by the gods unto those who would be kings. It is during his quest to gather auracite that young Delita rises to prominence.
'''Cid:''' I must have heard the tale a thousand times from my nursemaid. But that is all it ever was─a tale.

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' My father would often tell us how the auracite "spoke" to him. At the time, we assumed he was speaking figuratively─that the stones' beauty roused his muse.
'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' But then he began to act strangely...

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' How so?

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Following our arrival here in Hingashi, my father spent most of his time cloistered in his chambers, poring over his past research. And though he was alone, we could oft hear him in conversation.
'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' It was not uncommon for my father to recite the lines as he wrote them, but it soon became clear that this was something else.
'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' It was as if he was talking to my mother─my mother who passed several winters gone.

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Might this not have been out of mere loneliness? Or perhaps the strain of your flight from Garlemald?

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Possibly... But that would not explain the voices which answered him.

'''???:''' Alma! Who are these people? I told you I did not require any help finding Father, especially from outsiders.

'''Cid:''' So good of you to join us, Ramza. Allow me to introduce─

'''Ramza bas Lexentale:''' Enough, Master Cid!
'''Ramza bas Lexentale:''' We may be shunned by the Empire, but we are still Garleans, and we still have our pride...unlike some, it seems. We require neither the aid nor the pity of foreign rabble.

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Have you forgotten where you are, Brother? It is we who are the "foreign rabble." This land and its customs are all but unknown to us. We would be fools to conduct our search without a proven guide.

'''Cid:''' Your sister is right, Ramza. As for my good friend here, your mistrust is ill-placed. I will personally vouch for [her/his] character. In all the time I have known him, [she/he] has never once let anything as insignificant as race or creed color [her/his] judgment. You are lucky to have [her/him].

'''Ramza bas Lexentale:''' But we would have you, Master Garlond! Why do you refuse us!?

'''Cid:''' You know why. Until this affair with Omega is resolved, my hands are tied. It pains me to refuse you and your sister, but it pains me far more to leave Jenomis to his fate... I am sorry.

'''Ramza bas Lexentale:''' You need not apologize. I let my emotions get the better of me... After what happened in Rabanastre, it may be time to admit we're out of our depth.

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' My brother's last expedition met with tragedy in the ruins of the capital city. He barely escaped with his life.

'''Cid:''' The Empire turned Rabanastre into a death trap. You were a fool to set foot there without a proper escort.

'''Ramza bas Lexentale:''' I realize that now, Master Garlond, but at the time, I saw an opportunity to rescue our father, and I took it.

'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Whatever led you to believe your father was in Dalmasca's capital?

'''Ramza bas Lexentale:''' My father's fascination with Ivalician legend began with a trip to the antediluvian city, long before the war. Call it a premonition, but something tells me that is where he has returned. Now you must excuse me. I need some time to think.

'''Cid:''' Then, Alma, I shall leave you and your brother in [Forename]'s capable hands. [She/He] has ever repaid my trust with interest. You would do well to grant [her/him] yours.

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Thank you, Master Garlond. We will not forget this kindness.

====Optional====
'''Lina Mewrilah:''' Cid didn't bid ''me'' farewell! This is going in my write-up!

'''Alma bas Lexentale:''' Oh, how I miss my father...

===Speaking with Ramza on the bridge===
'''Ramza bas Lexentale:''' Master Garlond seems to think highly of you...so I will withhold judgment until after Dalmasca.
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

Tracks in the Snow

2026-01-15T07:05:56Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speak with the girl in green. (Cutscene) */ Replace a character name with [Forename].

{{Quest infobox
| title = Tracks in the Snow
| image =
| description = [[Emmanellain]] is, as usual, milling about aimlessly.
| quest-giver = Emmanellain
| location = Garlemald
| location-x = 14.4
| location-y = 30.1
| type = main scenario
| quest-line = Endwalker Main Scenario Quests
| journal-section = Main Scenario
| journal-category = Endwalker Main Scenario Quests
| journal-genre =
| level = 82
| exp = 462000
| gil = 1071
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = A Frosty Reception
| next-quest = How the Mighty Are Fallen
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.0
| msq-index = 726
| id-gt = 69920
| id-edb = 39ebfa937bd
}}

==Walkthrough==
* Take this slowly and note any upcoming large objects near the path (e.g., rocks, trees) as you will need to hide behind those.
* Every time she stops, you need to be hiding behind something and wait for her to turn around. A text box will appear above her head when she stops, which is the cue she will turn around soon.
:You will have a few seconds before she turns around after stopping and saying something. You can get very close to her.
* The timing for the last time you need to hide (behind the stone pillar) is slightly faster than the previous times. Using {{action icon|Sprint}} is recommended.
* With changes in [[patch 7.0]], additional indicators have been added to simplify this stealth mission:
<gallery mode=packed heights=200px>
Stealth mission1.png|Indicator that players risk being seen should the NPC they're following turn around
Stealth mission2.png|Indicator that players should not approach
</gallery>

==Steps==
* Speak with [[Emmanellain]].
* Search for footprints in the snow.
* Search for more footprints in the snow.
* Speak with [[Alisaie]].
* Survey the designated location.
* Approach the [[Girl in Green|girl in green]].
* Speak with the [[Girl in Green|girl in green]].

==Journal==
*Emmanellain is, as usual, milling about aimlessly.

==Dialogue==
''Optional dialogue''
'''Alisaie:''' So, it's into the Eblan Rime we go. But where do we even start looking in such a place?

'''Alphinaud:''' I've never thought myself much of an explorer, though I suppose my adventures have taken me to all sorts of strange and distant places. With that in mind, traversing an ice field should be a simple feat!

'''Lucia:''' It was not the Garleans who named this place the Eblan Rime, but rather nomadic peoples in times gone by.
'''Lucia:''' When my ancestors were forced to migrate here, they refused to accept this land as their new homeland. As such, they made a conscious decision to retain the original name.
'''Lucia:''' Though the meaning of “Eblan” has been lost over the years, it has been theorized that it refers to the harsh conditions here, in much the same way the Magna Glacies was named. One thing, however, is certain ─ both regions are equally hazardous, so I bid you take all due care.

'''Maxima:''' Thancred and the other scouts are all equipped with linkpearls, that they may communicate with us in case of an emergency.
'''Maxima:''' Of course, we would all prefer they not place themselves in danger to begin with, but such is the nature of their work.

===Accepting the quest===
'''Emmanellain:''' What ho, chums! Been given something to do, have you? As it happens, I too have been ordered to ''make myself useful''!
'''Alisaie:''' Sounds like rather a tall order...
'''Alisaie:''' Ahem. Since you ask, we're to scour the Eblan Rime for survivors.
'''Emmanellain:''' What!? Wander around ice fields on the off chance you'll find someone!?
'''Emmanellain:''' You'd take forever to finish the job without the benefit of my expertise ─ or more specifically, my telescope! Come friends, I know just the spot to begin our search!
'''Alisaie:''' ...I'll probably regret this, but we may as well humor him.

''Optional dialogue''
'''Alisaie:''' I'm surprised by how many wild beasts there are roaming about the place. Perhaps now that the soldiers have gone, they're free to wander and forage as they please.

'''Alphinaud:''' The few buildings I can see don't appear to be residences. They may still warrant investigation, though.

===Speak with Emmanellain. (Cutscene)===
'''Emmanellain:''' I spy with my little telescope...
'''Emmanellain:''' A massive...sheep-thing? Or maybe it's a cow? Not what we're after, either way....Is that an aether current? Ah, no, just a wind sprite.
'''Emmanellain:''' Hmm... Other than that, it's all snow, snow, snow. But lo! What do I see o'er yon hillock?
'''Emmanellain:''' There's no mistaking it. That's a girl.
'''Alphinaud:''' A survivor!? Show me!
'''Emmanellain:''' Over there, behind that tree. It looks like she's running away from something...though surely not us? She wouldn't even know we're here unless she had a telescope like mine.
'''Emmanellain:''' All I can tell...is that...she's wearing a pale green dress...a rather fetching one, at that!
'''Alphinaud:''' She'll be long gone by the time we get anywhere near, but we should be able to follow her footprints.
'''Emmanellain:''' I'll let Lucia know where you're heading.
'''Emmanellain:''' Oh, and take these warming tinctures with you!
'''Emmanellain:''' The poor girl must be chilled to the bone, if not on the verge of freezing to death.
'''Alisaie:''' That's...actually very thoughtful. Thank you. But won't you need some for yourself?
'''Emmanellain:''' No, no! I'll be fine! As a man of chivalry, my honor demands I do no less. And lest we forget, the very reason we are here is to protect those in need.
'''Emmanellain:''' Now go, and godsspeed!

''Optional dialogue''
'''Emmanellain:''' Why are you still here!? If you dally any longer, you will miss your chance to play the hero!

===Search for footprints in the snow.===
''A trail of fresh footprints lead east...''

''Optional dialogue, at the building further to the east'' 
''(Note: to get Alisaie optional dialog, speak to her before searching for second set of footprints)''
'''Alphinaud:''' According to the label here, this place was used by those involved with extracting ceruleum...

'''Alisaie:''' Hmm... Other than the footprints, I see no signs of recent activity.

===Search for more footprints in the snow.===
''These footprints appear to be the same as those you saw previously, and they lead towards the building...''

===Speak with Alisaie.===
'''Alisaie:''' We're getting closer. I'm sure of it.
'''Alisaie:''' At first, we thought she'd gone inside the building, but the door doesn't look to have been opened in some time.
'''Alisaie:''' She might still be nearby, so we'll keep looking around here.
'''Alisaie:''' Then again, it's also possible that she ran right past this place. Would you mind searching up ahead?

''Optional dialogue''
'''Alisaie:''' As Emmanellain said, it's highly unlikely she was running away from us.
'''Alisaie:''' Even so, we mustn't do anything to startle her. For all she knows, we're soldiers of an invading army, so we need to be careful not to give the wrong impression.

===Survey the designated location. (Cutscene/Minigame)===
''The girl in the green dress anxiously surveys her surroundings.''
''Were you to call out to her from this distance, it might attract wild beasts to your location. It would be safer to get closer first, but you must do so without drawing her attention.''

<blockquote>Follow the girl from a safe distance.</blockquote>
<blockquote>[[File:Stealth_mission1.png|250px]] 
The appearance of yellow turning indicators signify that she will detect you when turning around.Make use of cover such as rocks to approach her without being seen.</blockquote>
<blockquote>[[File:Stealth_mission2.png|250px]] Similarly, a circular area indicator signifies that you will be detected for following too closely.</blockquote>
<blockquote> Should you fail to complete the objective, you may try again by returning to the designated location.</blockquote>

===Approach the girl in green.===
'''Girl in Green:''' Phew... Still in one piece...

===Speak with the girl in green. (Cutscene)===
'''Girl in Green:''' Wh-Who are you!?
'''Girl in Green:''' Stay back! This house is packed with explosives! Take another step and I'll blow this place sky-high!
'''Alphinaud:''' Please! We just want to talk!
'''Alphinaud:''' I'm Alphinaud. This is my sister, Alisaie, and our good friend [Forename].
'''Alphinaud:''' We have no intention of hurting or taking anything from you or anyone else. I give you my word.
'''Alphinaud:''' We and our comrades have come to provide aid to the people of Garlemald─
'''Girl in Green:''' Aid!? You savages are the ones responsible for all of this! You did this to us!
'''Alisaie:''' We didn't, I promise you. One of the other reasons we came was to find out what happened here, in fact.
'''Alisaie:''' The Telophoroi are the ones to blame. They're the ones who laid waste to Garlemald, and they won't stop until they've destroyed the entire world. They're the enemy ─ ''our'' enemy.
'''Alphinaud:''' On our way, we encountered imperial soldiers who had been made their thralls. Those poor souls are now in our care, and we are striving to cure them of their affliction.
'''Alphinaud:''' You're the first person we've met who wasn't already enslaved... How were you able to escape the Telophoroi's influence? Are there any others like you?
'''Alphinaud:''' ...I'm sorry, I don't mean to overwhelm you. Let's start with introductions. Can you tell me your name?
'''Licinia:''' I...my name's Licinia. As for how I've managed to stay sane...
'''Licinia:''' I've been asking myself the same question. Ever since that night...and the roar, that terrible roar... And then the screams. I was screaming too, I think. I'm not sure. I can't remember.
'''Licinia:''' Then came the silence. Everything was still.
'''Licinia:''' It was like...waking up from a nightmare. I thought that maybe the fighting had stopped, so I stepped outside...
'''Licinia:''' If your hells are real, I saw one that day.
'''Licinia:''' I ran...past friends, people I'd known all my life. Eyes vacant. Dead. Staring at the sky.
'''Licinia:''' Others were mad and violent. I saw them struggle with soldiers, but didn't stay to watch. I fled, as far as my legs would take me.
'''Alisaie:''' Do you have family here? Is this their home?
'''Licinia:''' No, this is Victors' Spoils. A mansion for retired soldiers. Or it was, but now me and my ─ me and a few others are, um, borrowing it.
'''Licinia:''' As for the explosives...I was making that up.
'''Licinia:''' I just wanted to keep everyone else safe, and I didn't know if you were... <sigh> The truth is, our supplies are running low. You said you're here to help. Can you?
'''Alphinaud:''' Of course! Whatever assistance we can provide, we will.
'''Licinia:''' Thank you. I'd better tell the others first, though. Wait here.
'''Licinia:''' This is everyone.
'''Sickly Refugee:''' Licinia says you can be trusted...but these are desperate times. We'd be fools to let foreign troops into our home.
'''Sickly Refugee:''' Having said that...were you to provide us with means of heating the place ─ as a sign of goodwill ─ perhaps we could take you at your word...
'''Sickly Refugee:''' If that is too much to ask, then leave us be.
'''Alphinaud:''' Time to put my firewood-gathering skills to use. Could you provide the spark with a little magic, Alisaie?
'''Alisaie:''' We'll have a fire burning in no time. May we build it under that gazebo?
'''Sickly Refugee:''' The what...? Oh, you mean the bower. Yes, yes, do as you will.
'''Licinia:''' ...
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

Zhloe Aliapoh

2026-01-08T06:29:54Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Cutscene 6 */ Fix a typo.

{{NPC infobox
| name = Zhloe Aliapoh
| description = So good to see you again, Forename! With the two of us working together, it won't be long until there's a smile on the face of every child in the realm!
| image = zhloe-aliapoh.jpg
| icon = Custom Delivery (map icon).png
| location = Idyllshire
| coordinates = 4.6,6.7
| title =
| gender = Female
| age = 21
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Keepers of the Moon
| class =
| job =
| profession =
| birthplace =
| organization =
| relatives = [[Khloe Aliapoh]] (little sister)
| level =
| aggression =
| service = quest
| goal =Moonfire Faire (2023)
Starlight Celebration (2023)
| patch = 3.55a
| release = heavensward
}}
==Quests Started==
{{quest list header}}
{{table footer}}
==Quests Involved In==
{{quest list header}}
{{quest list row|Arms Wide Open}}
{{quest list row|I Am the Sunshine}}
{{quest list row|Uneggspected Encounters}}
{{table footer}}

==[[Custom Deliveries/Zhloe Aliapoh|Custom Deliveries]]==
{| {{STDT|item sortable align-left}}
! Rank !! Crafted !! Gathered !! Fished
|-
! Level 1
| {{Item icon|Near Eastern Antique}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Dated Radz-at-Han Coin}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Thavnairian Leaf}}{{collectable}}
|-
! Level 2
| {{Item icon|Coerthan Souvenir}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Ice Stalagmite}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Ghost Faerie}}{{collectable}}
|-
! Level 3
| {{Item icon|Maelstrom Materiel}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Duskfall Moss}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Red Sky Coral}}{{collectable}}
|-
! Level 4
| {{Item icon|Heartfelt Gift}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Glass Eye}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Lovers' Clam}}{{collectable}}
|-
! Level 5
| {{Item icon|Orphanage Donation}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Rainbow Pigment}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|River Shrimp}}{{collectable}}
|-
|}

==Lore==
{{quotation|Encyclopaedia Eorzea Volume II, p. 121|This young woman of twenty and one summers struggled to take care of her sister [[Khloe Aliapoh]] after their parents perished in the [[Seventh Umbral Calamity]], and eventually entered into [[Rowena]]'s service to make ends meet. After five long years, she struck out on her own and started a new venture, Menphina's Arms, a humble orphanage for others like her and her sister. Through years of hardship, Zhloe developed a taste for week-old pineapple pudding, and credits her habit as the reason for her strong, healthy teeth. Whether there is any merit to her claims is anyone's guess.}}

Zhloe worked side by side with the [[Warrior of Light]] to expand her business and sell her [[Collectables]] to the people of [[Ishgard]] to help bring her orphanage from a small, barely functional shack to a home for children like her and her sister. She worked day in and out to pay off her and Rowena's debts incurred from opening the orphanage, and eventually even became the supplier for the [[Maelstrom]] for their war games. She and the Warrior of Light both help take care of the orphans, providing them with meals, bedding and clothes, and even gifts for a shared nameday. She constantly puts the children before herself, working to the bone to make sure they all are capable of living happy lives.

==Dialogue==
{{Stub||May be missing ending cutscenes}}

===Greetings===

So good to see you again, <name>! With the two of us working together, it won't be long until there's a smile on the face of every child in the realm!

===Crafting Deliverables===

* Near Eastern Antique
** With Ishgardians taking a greater and greater interest in foreign nations of late, trinkets and treasures from the Near East are in great demand. This is just what they're looking for!
** <standard response>
* Coerthan Souvenir
** The Coerthas highlands are home to all sorts of treasures of cool, austere beauty. The wealthy patrons of Costa del Sol are sure to pay a good price for something this exotic and enticing!
** <standard response>
* Maelstrom Materiel
** Weaponry, alchemical potations, rations...the Admiral needs all the supplies she can get, and this should serve quite nicely!
** <standard response>
* Heartfelt Gift
** A present for the children? How kind of you! The mere sight of the box is sure to fill their hearts with joy and wonder. Why, I suppose it will have the same effect on me!
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, thank you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!
* Orphanage Donation
** More supplies for the orphanage? Zhloe can't thank you enough. Anything you can offer for us is truly, deeply appreciated -- by me and the children both!
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, thank you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!

===Gathering Deliverables===

* Dated Radz-at-Han Coin
** This is a form of ancient currency once minted in Radz-at-Han, said to be a remnant of ancient trade routes long since abandoned. It's sure to strike the fancy of any connoisseur of Near Eastern history.
** <standard response>
* Ice Stalagmite
** Ice Stalagmites, formed by the dripping of pure cavern waters over long periods of time, are known for their crystal-clear purity. Speaking of which, what's the difference between a stalagmite and a stalactite again? Either way, this is sure to fetch a good price!
** <standard response>
* Duskfall Moss
** This moss is an indispensable ingredient in the brewing of dusken draught, which, as we all know, is ''itself'' indispensable in...actually, I'm not quite sure. What I ''am'' sure about is that the Maelstrom's supplier is willing to pay a premium for it!
** <standard response>
* Glass Eye
** If it's one thing the chidren love, it's playing with these little glass balls! When I was struggling to put food on their plates, sometimes they would try to swallow them -- that wasn't good. But I'm certain that's a thing of the past now!
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, thank you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!
* Rainbow Pigment
** With these seven striking colors, the children will be able to paint anything their little heart's [sp] desire! Wouldn't it be sweet if one of them decided to paint a portrait of you or me?
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, than you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!

===Fishing Deliverables===

* Thavnairian Leaf
** Isn't this one so beautiful? It's said they were originally bred by the Sharlayans for research purposes, then released into the sea -- by accident or design, none can say. I must say, it looks quite tasty as well!
** <standard response>
* Ghost Faerie
** So elegant and limpid, you'd think it was fashioned from solid ice. This is sure to fetch a princely sum from Master Gegeruju!
** <standard response>
* Red Sky Coral
** Another key ingredient of dusken draught, red coral is said to be in short supply around La Noscea of late. Fortunately for us, there's plenty to be found high in the skies!
** <standard response>
* Lovers' Clam
** T'kebbe and her friends love these little beauties. By putting two of them together, look -- you can even make a little heart!
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, thank you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!
* River Shrimp
** Fried river shrimp are the children's favorite supper treat! Raw, boiled and buttered...but especially fried! I'm quite partial to them myself -- it's all I can do to keep myself from eating their share!
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, thank you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!

===Standard Response===
* low quality
** Now, let's take a closer look! Oh, well...this is certainly, um, nice. Yes, I'm sure that someone...somewhere...would take a liking to this. Sometimes, it's the imperfections that give something extra charm. Like how Zhloe's one crooked tooth makes her that much cuter, you know? Just like that!
* medium quality
** Now, let's take a closer look... Why, this is lovely! My customers will be overjoyed to see something so beautiful! I can't thank you enough, <name>!
* high quality
** Now, let's take a closer look... Oh, <name>, it's absolutely stunning! So stunning that it's a shame I have to sell it! But I will make the ultimate sacrifice -- for the children!

===After weekly turn-ins===

====Cutscene====
Phew! We outdid ourselves this week, didn't we, <name>?

I can't wait to get back to Menphina's Arms and take a nice, long bath. Oh! And I mustn't forget the children's mealtime. Got that, Zhloe? Don't forget to feed the children... Don't forget to feed the children...

Oh dear! Was I talking to myself again? Sorry about that. You take care of yourself too! And don't forget to feed your children...er, if you have children. You don't have children, do you?

====Cutscene 2====

Working as hard as ever, I see! Wherever would Zhloe be without you? Out on the street eating stale flatbread and month-old pineapple pudding, that's where!

Still, don't forget to give yourself a rest from time to time! Can I interest you in a bowl of pineapple pudding? <sniff> <sniff> I don't ''think'' it's rotten yet.

====Cutscene 3====

Perfect! This should make a lovely addition to Zhloe's inventory.

I must say, <name>. I've never seen treasures quite so exquisite as those you've procured for me. Why, you might be the most crafter, gatherer and fisherer that I've met since...well, ever! Wait, did I just say "fisherer?" That's not a word...is it?

Compared to that, my own skills as a trader leave something to be desired. But is Zhloe going to give up? Not on your life! The children are depending on me! Wait...did I forget to feed them breakfast again?

====Cutscene 4====

Thank you oh so much, <name>. Just when I thought you'd done it all, you still manage to amaze me!

But to be honest, sometimes I worry. You've done so much for Zhloe, but what has Zhloe really done for you? I like working with you, but I wouldn't want you to waste your time unless ''you'' like working ith me too.

You can be honest with Zhloe. She's strong. She can take it. Has our little partnership been as fun and fruitful for you has it has for me?

Oh, <name>! You have no idea how happy that makes me! I feel like I could soar high into the heavens on the wings of your words!

Why, I'm so happy I just might treat myself to a fresh bowl of pineapple pudding! Even better, a fresh pineapple! With the skin, leaves and all!

What will you say?
* I don't think that's a good idea...
* Um...enjoy?

Heavens, what am I saying!? Forgive me, <name>. Your gesture of admiration so moved me that I got ahead of myself for a moment there. It may surprise you to hear this, but I have a tendency to do that from time to time.

That's strange. You don't look particularly surprised. Anyhow, I look forward to a long and fruitful partnership for many moons to come!

====Cutscene 5====

Why, <name>! You've been working your tail off this week, haven't you? Speaking of tails, I really wish the orphan boys would stop pulling mine. Don't they realize how much that hurts?

Anyway, I think you've earned yourself a much-needed rest. Don't go too far, though -- Zhloe's counting on you ro help keep Menphina's Arms going strong!

====Cutscene 6====

{{Stub||May be missing dialogue option}}

Thank you for another batch of lovely treasures, <name>!

It's strange. Even though I'm doing the selling and you're doing the crafting, gathering, and, uh, fishering, I feel like I've learned so much from you!

But there's still so, so much more to learn if I want to be half the trader that Rowena is. That's why I'm so happy that you've promised to keep helping me!

Wait, that wasn't just me talking to myself, right? This may come as a surprise, but I have a tendency to do that from time to time. You ''did'' promise, didn't you, <name>?

What will you say?
* But of course!
** Oh, thank you, <name>! You're such a wonderful role model for me. I'll be watching you closer than ever to see just how I should carry and conduct myself!
** Wait! Don't move yet! I'm watching...watching...watching...still watching! Okay, that should do for now. Carry on!
* Actually, about that...
** Wh-What!? Y-You're quitting? But why!? Could it be that Zhloe isn't as charming as she thought she was? Impossible! But how, then, to explain your completely inexplicable reaction?
** ...But of ''course''! You must be joking with me! Tee hee! That's the best joke I heard since Adkiragh told me I talk funny. How sweet you are, always doing whatever you can to keep Zhloe's spirits high!

[[Category:NPCs]] [[Category:Quest NPCs]]

Zhloe Aliapoh

2026-01-08T06:29:28Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Cutscene 6 */ Added response text for "Actually, about that..."

{{NPC infobox
| name = Zhloe Aliapoh
| description = So good to see you again, Forename! With the two of us working together, it won't be long until there's a smile on the face of every child in the realm!
| image = zhloe-aliapoh.jpg
| icon = Custom Delivery (map icon).png
| location = Idyllshire
| coordinates = 4.6,6.7
| title =
| gender = Female
| age = 21
| race = Miqo'te
| clan = Keepers of the Moon
| class =
| job =
| profession =
| birthplace =
| organization =
| relatives = [[Khloe Aliapoh]] (little sister)
| level =
| aggression =
| service = quest
| goal =Moonfire Faire (2023)
Starlight Celebration (2023)
| patch = 3.55a
| release = heavensward
}}
==Quests Started==
{{quest list header}}
{{table footer}}
==Quests Involved In==
{{quest list header}}
{{quest list row|Arms Wide Open}}
{{quest list row|I Am the Sunshine}}
{{quest list row|Uneggspected Encounters}}
{{table footer}}

==[[Custom Deliveries/Zhloe Aliapoh|Custom Deliveries]]==
{| {{STDT|item sortable align-left}}
! Rank !! Crafted !! Gathered !! Fished
|-
! Level 1
| {{Item icon|Near Eastern Antique}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Dated Radz-at-Han Coin}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Thavnairian Leaf}}{{collectable}}
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! Level 2
| {{Item icon|Coerthan Souvenir}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Ice Stalagmite}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Ghost Faerie}}{{collectable}}
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! Level 3
| {{Item icon|Maelstrom Materiel}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Duskfall Moss}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Red Sky Coral}}{{collectable}}
|-
! Level 4
| {{Item icon|Heartfelt Gift}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Glass Eye}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Lovers' Clam}}{{collectable}}
|-
! Level 5
| {{Item icon|Orphanage Donation}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|Rainbow Pigment}}{{collectable}} || | {{Item icon|River Shrimp}}{{collectable}}
|-
|}

==Lore==
{{quotation|Encyclopaedia Eorzea Volume II, p. 121|This young woman of twenty and one summers struggled to take care of her sister [[Khloe Aliapoh]] after their parents perished in the [[Seventh Umbral Calamity]], and eventually entered into [[Rowena]]'s service to make ends meet. After five long years, she struck out on her own and started a new venture, Menphina's Arms, a humble orphanage for others like her and her sister. Through years of hardship, Zhloe developed a taste for week-old pineapple pudding, and credits her habit as the reason for her strong, healthy teeth. Whether there is any merit to her claims is anyone's guess.}}

Zhloe worked side by side with the [[Warrior of Light]] to expand her business and sell her [[Collectables]] to the people of [[Ishgard]] to help bring her orphanage from a small, barely functional shack to a home for children like her and her sister. She worked day in and out to pay off her and Rowena's debts incurred from opening the orphanage, and eventually even became the supplier for the [[Maelstrom]] for their war games. She and the Warrior of Light both help take care of the orphans, providing them with meals, bedding and clothes, and even gifts for a shared nameday. She constantly puts the children before herself, working to the bone to make sure they all are capable of living happy lives.

==Dialogue==
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===Greetings===

So good to see you again, <name>! With the two of us working together, it won't be long until there's a smile on the face of every child in the realm!

===Crafting Deliverables===

* Near Eastern Antique
** With Ishgardians taking a greater and greater interest in foreign nations of late, trinkets and treasures from the Near East are in great demand. This is just what they're looking for!
** <standard response>
* Coerthan Souvenir
** The Coerthas highlands are home to all sorts of treasures of cool, austere beauty. The wealthy patrons of Costa del Sol are sure to pay a good price for something this exotic and enticing!
** <standard response>
* Maelstrom Materiel
** Weaponry, alchemical potations, rations...the Admiral needs all the supplies she can get, and this should serve quite nicely!
** <standard response>
* Heartfelt Gift
** A present for the children? How kind of you! The mere sight of the box is sure to fill their hearts with joy and wonder. Why, I suppose it will have the same effect on me!
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, thank you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!
* Orphanage Donation
** More supplies for the orphanage? Zhloe can't thank you enough. Anything you can offer for us is truly, deeply appreciated -- by me and the children both!
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, thank you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!

===Gathering Deliverables===

* Dated Radz-at-Han Coin
** This is a form of ancient currency once minted in Radz-at-Han, said to be a remnant of ancient trade routes long since abandoned. It's sure to strike the fancy of any connoisseur of Near Eastern history.
** <standard response>
* Ice Stalagmite
** Ice Stalagmites, formed by the dripping of pure cavern waters over long periods of time, are known for their crystal-clear purity. Speaking of which, what's the difference between a stalagmite and a stalactite again? Either way, this is sure to fetch a good price!
** <standard response>
* Duskfall Moss
** This moss is an indispensable ingredient in the brewing of dusken draught, which, as we all know, is ''itself'' indispensable in...actually, I'm not quite sure. What I ''am'' sure about is that the Maelstrom's supplier is willing to pay a premium for it!
** <standard response>
* Glass Eye
** If it's one thing the chidren love, it's playing with these little glass balls! When I was struggling to put food on their plates, sometimes they would try to swallow them -- that wasn't good. But I'm certain that's a thing of the past now!
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, thank you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!
* Rainbow Pigment
** With these seven striking colors, the children will be able to paint anything their little heart's [sp] desire! Wouldn't it be sweet if one of them decided to paint a portrait of you or me?
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, than you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!

===Fishing Deliverables===

* Thavnairian Leaf
** Isn't this one so beautiful? It's said they were originally bred by the Sharlayans for research purposes, then released into the sea -- by accident or design, none can say. I must say, it looks quite tasty as well!
** <standard response>
* Ghost Faerie
** So elegant and limpid, you'd think it was fashioned from solid ice. This is sure to fetch a princely sum from Master Gegeruju!
** <standard response>
* Red Sky Coral
** Another key ingredient of dusken draught, red coral is said to be in short supply around La Noscea of late. Fortunately for us, there's plenty to be found high in the skies!
** <standard response>
* Lovers' Clam
** T'kebbe and her friends love these little beauties. By putting two of them together, look -- you can even make a little heart!
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, thank you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!
* River Shrimp
** Fried river shrimp are the children's favorite supper treat! Raw, boiled and buttered...but especially fried! I'm quite partial to them myself -- it's all I can do to keep myself from eating their share!
** Let's see what we have here... More supplies for the orphanage? Oh, thank you ever so much, <name>! Zhloe promises she'll put it to good use!

===Standard Response===
* low quality
** Now, let's take a closer look! Oh, well...this is certainly, um, nice. Yes, I'm sure that someone...somewhere...would take a liking to this. Sometimes, it's the imperfections that give something extra charm. Like how Zhloe's one crooked tooth makes her that much cuter, you know? Just like that!
* medium quality
** Now, let's take a closer look... Why, this is lovely! My customers will be overjoyed to see something so beautiful! I can't thank you enough, <name>!
* high quality
** Now, let's take a closer look... Oh, <name>, it's absolutely stunning! So stunning that it's a shame I have to sell it! But I will make the ultimate sacrifice -- for the children!

===After weekly turn-ins===

====Cutscene====
Phew! We outdid ourselves this week, didn't we, <name>?

I can't wait to get back to Menphina's Arms and take a nice, long bath. Oh! And I mustn't forget the children's mealtime. Got that, Zhloe? Don't forget to feed the children... Don't forget to feed the children...

Oh dear! Was I talking to myself again? Sorry about that. You take care of yourself too! And don't forget to feed your children...er, if you have children. You don't have children, do you?

====Cutscene 2====

Working as hard as ever, I see! Wherever would Zhloe be without you? Out on the street eating stale flatbread and month-old pineapple pudding, that's where!

Still, don't forget to give yourself a rest from time to time! Can I interest you in a bowl of pineapple pudding? <sniff> <sniff> I don't ''think'' it's rotten yet.

====Cutscene 3====

Perfect! This should make a lovely addition to Zhloe's inventory.

I must say, <name>. I've never seen treasures quite so exquisite as those you've procured for me. Why, you might be the most crafter, gatherer and fisherer that I've met since...well, ever! Wait, did I just say "fisherer?" That's not a word...is it?

Compared to that, my own skills as a trader leave something to be desired. But is Zhloe going to give up? Not on your life! The children are depending on me! Wait...did I forget to feed them breakfast again?

====Cutscene 4====

Thank you oh so much, <name>. Just when I thought you'd done it all, you still manage to amaze me!

But to be honest, sometimes I worry. You've done so much for Zhloe, but what has Zhloe really done for you? I like working with you, but I wouldn't want you to waste your time unless ''you'' like working ith me too.

You can be honest with Zhloe. She's strong. She can take it. Has our little partnership been as fun and fruitful for you has it has for me?

Oh, <name>! You have no idea how happy that makes me! I feel like I could soar high into the heavens on the wings of your words!

Why, I'm so happy I just might treat myself to a fresh bowl of pineapple pudding! Even better, a fresh pineapple! With the skin, leaves and all!

What will you say?
* I don't think that's a good idea...
* Um...enjoy?

Heavens, what am I saying!? Forgive me, <name>. Your gesture of admiration so moved me that I got ahead of myself for a moment there. It may surprise you to hear this, but I have a tendency to do that from time to time.

That's strange. You don't look particularly surprised. Anyhow, I look forward to a long and fruitful partnership for many moons to come!

====Cutscene 5====

Why, <name>! You've been working your tail off this week, haven't you? Speaking of tails, I really wish the orphan boys would stop pulling mine. Don't they realize how much that hurts?

Anyway, I think you've earned yourself a much-needed rest. Don't go too far, though -- Zhloe's counting on you ro help keep Menphina's Arms going strong!

====Cutscene 6====

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Thank you for another batch of lovely treasures, <name>!

It's strange. Even though I'm doing the selling and you're doing the crafting, gathering, and, uh, fishering, I feel like I've learned so much from you!

But there's still so, so much more to learn if I want to be half the trader that Rowena is. That's why I'm so happy that you've promised to keep helping me!

Wait, that wasn't just me talking to myself, right? This may come as a surprise, but I have a tendency to do that from time to time. You ''did'' promise, didn't you, <name>?

What will you say?
* But of course!
** Oh, thank you, <name>! You're such a wonderful role model for me. I'll be watching you closer than ever to see just how I should carry and conduct myself!
** Wait! Don't move yet! I'm watching...watching...watching...still watching! Okay, that should do for now. Carry on!
* Actually, about that...
** Wh-What!? Y-You're quitting? But why!? Could it be that Zhloe isn't as charming as she thought she was? Impossible? But how, then, to explain your completely inexplicable reaction?
** ...But of ''course''! You must be joking with me! Tee hee! That's the best joke I heard since Adkiragh told me I talk funny. How sweet you are, always doing whatever you can to keep Zhloe's spirits high!

[[Category:NPCs]] [[Category:Quest NPCs]]

The Great Ship Vylbrand

2026-01-04T23:20:45Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Accepting the Quest */ Fixed a typo.

{{Quest infobox
| title = The Great Ship Vylbrand
| description = For the first time in a long time, Merlwyb's course is clear.
| image = the great ship vylbrand1.png
| quest-giver = Merlwyb
| location = Command Room
| location-x = 3.5
| location-y = 3.4
| type = main scenario
| quest-line = Post-Shadowbringers Main Scenario Quests II
| journal-section = Main Scenario
| journal-category = Post-Shadowbringers Main Scenario Quests II
| journal-genre = Dark Reprise Quests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 80
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 22440
| gil = 2556
| mettle =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = On Rough Seas
| next-quest = Futures Rewritten
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.4
| msq-index = 688
| id-gt = 69551
| id-edb = 3f6cfe1a2fe
}} __NOTOC__
==Walkthrough==
A Solo Duty will commence upon speaking with Merlwyb.

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Alisaie]] at [[Camp Overlook]].
*Speak with [[Merlwyb]].
*Speak with [[Merlwyb]] again.

==Journal==
*For the first time in a long time, Merlwyb's course is clear.

*Having secured the cooperation of the Bloody Executioners, Merlwyb promptly turns her attention to the kobolds. She would have you and your fellow Scions use the tempering cure on the kobold patriarch, and proposes using herself and the beastmen's stolen crystals as bait to draw him out. Even should the kobolds have no interest in peace, Eynzahr concedes, they would not forgo an opportunity to take the Admiral's life. Merlwyb adds that there is every chance the kobolds will attempt to summon Titan, and that you will be required to protect Alisaie until such time as she has administered the cure. Her plan thus laid out, you depart to see to your preparations, before making your way to Camp Overlook.

*You have scarcely taken your place at the camp when Ga Bu comes scampering into your midst. The young kobold apparently has something important he wishes to say to his leader, and wants to join you on your mission. Alisaie will not hear of it, however, doubtless recalling what came to pass when last the child wandered into the fray.

*At your word, the party enters the Navel via the beastman aetheryte, and no sooner does Merlwyb announce herself to Za Da than he attempts to summon Titan. The Admiral is ready, however, and interrupts him with a well-placed shot, affording Eynzahr the chance to restrain the kobold leader with a relic of his piratical past. Wasting no time, Alisaie summons Angelo and sets to work, leaving you to fight off wave after wave of angry kobolds and their minions. After what feels like an eternity, the treatment takes effect, and Za Da awakens from his reverie even as his guards flee in terror.

*Though free of Titan's influence, and riven with remorse over the crimes he committed against his own, Za Da cannot forget the many betrayals his people have suffered, and refuses to trust mankind. But thanks to the heartfelt pleas of Merlwyb─and young Ga Bu, who could not stay away─the patriarch is eventually convinced to give peace a chance. Thus is it that, after centuries of bloodshed, Limsa Lominsa takes its first tentative step on the road to lasting peace with the kobolds.

*Back at Camp Overlook, Merlwyb expresses her thanks to you and your fellow Scions for the invaluable part you played in bringing Limsa Lominsa and her nearest neighbors together. Though the fledgling peace only extends to the Second Order for the present, the Admiral is determined to bring every kobold into the fold, however long it takes.

==Dialogue==
===Accepting the Quest===
'''Merlwyb:''' Now, I need hardly tell you, but any attempt to negotiate with the tribes is doomed to fail unless their minds can first be wrested from the grip of their gods.
'''Merlwyb:''' And so, in the meeting we seek to arrange with the kobolds, I would have you free their leader of Titan's influence.
'''Alisaie:''' Leave it to us. We will open his ears to reason.
'''Merlwyb:''' You have my thanks. Ere we proceed, there is something you should know.
'''Merlwyb:''' Some fifty years past, when the Sahagin swarmed at our hulls in ever greater numbers, Limsa entered into a covenant with the kobolds.
'''Alphinaud:'''To men shall go the bounty of the sea; to kobolds shall go the bounty of the land.” An ostensibly equitable arrangement...conspicuously lacking in detail.
'''Merlwyb:''' Aye. Inadvertently or not, the wording was ambiguous. And we took advantage of it, moving in to claim the northern reaches of La Noscea ─ which the kobolds believed theirs.
'''Merlwyb:''' Bloodshed followed. Then bloodshed to answer the bloodshed. And on and on it went, till every ilm of Vylbrand bore the stain of our conflict.
'''Merlwyb:''' This is not ''history'', you understand. It is the present, fresh and raw. And with their kindred's blood yet on our hands, we will struggle to regain the kobolds' trust, even should we cure their tempered.
'''Eynzahr:''' Admiral. You speak of obstacles we are like to encounter at the meeting, but as things stand, I see no reason why the kobolds would agree to a meeting in the first place.
'''Merlwyb:''' And so we must ''provide'' a reason. I will restore their stolen crystals to them, and personally deliver the cargo along with my apologies.
'''Eynzahr:''' Bait. They would welcome us into their midst not to speak of peace, but to have you at their mercy.
'''Merlwyb:''' Aye. and given the wealth of crystals we will bring, I'll wager they will attempt to summon Titan there and then.
'''Alisaie:''' Meaning a high priest would need to be present...to whom we could administer the cure!
'''Merlwyb:''' Precisely. He is the fish I would catch. But he will not be alone. Nay, he will have guards on hand, and they will lay down their lives to protect him.
'''Merlwyb:''' Yet a single death on the kobolds' side would jeopardize our chance at peace. And there my venture founders...
'''Eynzahr:'''...Yet it need not. What if we were to employ the Conqueror's Chain? Though we would still have to weaken the kobolds, it would allow us to subdue them without inflicting lasting harm.
'''Merlwyb:''' The artifact Mistbeard used to take goods and not life? Aye, that would serve. Well done, Marshal.
'''Merlwyb:''' So, friends, what think you of our strategy?
'''G'raha Tia:''' The effects of tempering are cumulative, and we may safely assume that the high priest's exposure to primal influence is extensive. It will therefore take a great deal of aether to reverse its effects, not to mention time.
'''Alphinaud:''' Time during which Alisaie would be defenseless. Even should we all look to her protection, I am not convinced we could keep an entire army of kobolds at bay.
'''Alisaie:''' Well, I'm happy to take that risk. It's not as if we have any other choice.
'''Alisaie:''' Besides, it's what Tesleen would do. And had I not followed her example, we wouldn't even ''have'' a cure for tempering, much less a chance to bring peace to Vylbrand.
'''Alisaie:''' So I'm going to cure that priest, or die trying.

'''''What will you say?'''''
> I believe in you, Alisaie!
'''Alisaie:''' And I believe in you too. You and everyone. I know you'll keep me safe.
> There must be another way...
'''Alisaie:''' We don't need one. I trust you. All of you. And I know you'll keep me safe.

'''Merlwyb:''' It is settled, then. See to your preparations, and make for Camp Overlook. We will join you there anon.

''Optional dialogue''
'''Zanthael :''' I shall be praying for your success at the negotiation! Godsspeed!

'''Alphinaud:''' I have no doubt that Alisaie will succeed with the cure, if we can but afford her the time.

'''G'raha Tia:''' Be under no misapprehension: the extent of the high priest's tempering is like to far exceed that of Ga Bu.
'''G'raha Tia:''' But then his was a relatively mild case. Milder, indeed, than the majority of those we wish to save. The coming mission will be a truer test of our treatment.

===Speak with Alisaie at Camp Overlook.===
'''Alisaie:''' Alphinaud wasn't lying when he said I'd be defenseless. So I'm counting on you all to give me the time I need.
'''Alphinaud:''' Our sole purpose will be to keep you out of harm's way. So leave that to us, and focus on your own task.
'''G'raha Tia:''' Indeed. And should want for aether, you need only say the word.
'''Alisaie:''' Ga Bu! Did you follow us here!?
'''Ga Bu:''' There's something important I want to say to the high priest. Express, state, say. Please let me come with you. Please!
'''Alisaie:''' I'm sorry, but it's too dangerous. I need you to promise me that you'll stay here where it's safe, all right?
'''Merlwyb:''' My apologies for the wait. It took time, but we have secured our audience.
'''Merlwyb:''' All unfolded as expected. At the mention of my returning their crystals in person, the kobolds suddenly remembered how keen they were to be reconciled.
'''Merlwyb:''' And so, in the glorious spirit of cooperation, we are to be received by Patriarch Za Da of the Second Order, who awaits our pleasure in the Navel. If you are ready, let us proceed to the U'Ghamaro Mines at once.

''Optional dialogue''
'''Ga Bu:''' But I really wanted to go with you... Accompany, join, go with you... <whimper>

'''G'raha Tia:''' Alisaie can be forgiven a certain amount of recklessness, but if she goes so far as to contemplate sacrificing herself, I will remind her how she responded when I thought to do the same.
'''G'raha Tia:''' Not that we will let it come to that, of course. Ready when you are, my friend.

'''Alphinaud:''' Patriarch Za Da... If the name sounds familiar, it is because he was the one who presided over the deaths of Ga Bu's parents.
'''Alphinaud:''' I tried to reach out to him that day, only for my pleas to fall upon deaf ears.
'''Alphinaud:''' But this day will be different. We will reach out together, all of us, and we will take peace in our grasp.

'''Alisaie:''' There's nothing more to say. I'm going to do this - for Ga Bu, and Tesleen, and anyone who's ever dreamed of a better future.

'''Eynzahr:''' The Conqueror's Chain stands ready. But weaken your foes, and it will see them subdued.

===Speak with Merlwyb.===
'''Merlwyb:''' This aetheryte will bear us to our quarry.
'''Merlwyb:''' Should he make to summon Titan, as I anticipate, we will halt the ceremony and restrain him.
'''Merlwyb:''' At this, all hells will break loose, and we will have an army of kobolds to entertain till Alisaie's work is done. Just remember: none must die. We weaken them, and let Eynzahr do the rest.
'''Merlwyb:''' It is time. Stay the course, my friends. I spy calmer waters beyond this squall.

''Duty calls. Commence battle for "The Great Ship Vylbrand"?
Level sync is in effect. ''If you are above the maximum allowed level, it will be synced as follows:''
''Level: 80''

'''Merlwyb:''' Greetings, Patriarch. I am Merlwyb Bloefhiswyn, Admiral of Limsa Lominsa.
'''Merlwyb:''' I come before you to offer my sincerest apologies for he many wrongs committed by my people against you and yours.
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' Hehehehe... You were foolish to come here. Stupid, unwise, foolish.
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' The Great Father shall have your souls for your folly!
'''Merlwyb:''' Aye. Just as we thought.
'''Alphinaud:''' Now, Alisaie! Quickly!
'''Alisaie:''' You don't need to tell me!
'''G'raha Tia:''' Let none pass! We must grant her as much time as we can!

''In duty dialogue''
'''2nd Order Pickman:''' The girl seeks to harm the patriarch with vile magicks! Kill her! Slaughter, slay, kill!
'''Admiral Bloefhiswyn:''' Not if we have anything to say about it!
'''Admiral Bloefhiswyn:''' [Forename] ─ draw the golems to me! I'll deal with them all at once!

'''Alisaie:''' ...Yes, it's ready! Go, Angelo!

'''Alisaie:''' Ugh, his tempering is too severe... <huff> I can't finish the job...
'''G'raha Tia:''' So one person's aether alone is not enough...

'''G'raha Tia:''' Ugh, just what we need...
'''Alphinaud:''' They're targeting Alisaie! Everyone, gather close!

'''G'raha Tia:''' Alphinaud! Let us lend Alisaie our aether!
'''Alisaie:''' Thanks, you two... I'll give it another try!

'''Admiral Bloefhiswyn:''' Bombs! We can't let them get near Alisaie!
'''Alphinaud:''' Ungh... I am nearing my limit...

'''Grand Storm Marshal Slafyrsyn:''' Curses, more of them... Spread out and hold them off!
'''Admiral Bloefhiswyn:''' Seven hells, there's too many...
'''Grand Storm Marshal Slafyrsyn:''' Leave this to me! Stand clear, all of you!

'''Admiral Bloefhiswyn:''' Of all the reckless things... Alisaie ─ now's your chance!
'''Alisaie:''' All right! Please... Please let this work!

'''Alisaie:''' <huff> Almost there... <puff> [Forename], please lend me your aether too!

'''2nd Order Rocksplitter:''' Hehehe, you're dead now, girl! Finished, done for, dead!
'''Alphinaud:''' No, Admiral! It's too dangerous!
'''Admiral Bloefhiswyn:''' I made my decision before I came here. No matter what it costs me, Limsa will have peace.

'''2nd Order Rocksplitter:''' Slay the last one! Exterminate, destroy, slay!
'''Alisaie:''' [Forename], a little more aether! Just a little more, and I can finish this!
'''Alisaie:''' Thank you! It will work this time, I promise!

'''Alisaie:''' Yes this will do. Here I go!
'''Alisaie:''' Go Angelo!

'''Alphinaud:''' Did it work?

'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' What?
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' What is the meaning of this!?
'''Alisaie:''' I'm sorry... but they died by your hand. You sacrificed them to summon Titan.
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' No...No, no, no...Noooooo!
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' Why? Why would I do such a thing?
'''G'raha Tia:''' Would that there were a cure for the victims of the tempered...
'''Alisaie:''' Ga Bu! What are you doing here?
'''Ga Bu:''' Patriarch. Please listen to me. Hear, heed, listen.
'''Ga Bu:''' The Great Father we have been summoning is false. He only hurts us and those we love.
'''Ga Bu:''' For a long time, His voice filled my mind. It told me to do terrible things. Awful, unspeakable, terrible things.
'''Ga Bu:''' But I didn't give in to it. And you mustn't either.
'''Ga Bu:''' There's been too much pain already. So please, end the suffering.
''Defeated, the Patriarch Za Da sits down.''
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' What... what have I done?
'''Merlwyb:''' We share this child's desire, Patriarch. An end to summoning. For it spells naught but misery for both our peoples.
'''Merlwyb:''' For many long years, man and kobold have feuded over territory, pilaging and perishing for the earth beneath our feet.
'''Merlwyb:''' It may be said that we fought to survive, but what we have sown in blood, we have reaped in suffering, and it cannot go on. I would see us set aside the past and work together for peace.
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' It was wrong of me to hurt my own in the name of the Great Father. Sinful, evil, wrong. But that doesn't mean there can be peace between us.
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' Men cannot be trusted! The bounty of the land was to be ours, and yours the bounty of the sea! But you broke the pact! Violated, breached, broke!
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' Unready as we were, what choice had we but to call upon the divine to rid ourselves of your tyranny?
'''Merlwyb:''' None. And I do not blame you for it.
'''Merlwyb:''' In violation of the spirit - if not the letter - of the pact, we took your lands for our own. The fault lies wholly with us.
'''Merlwyb:''' On behald of all Lominsans, I offer you my humblest apology. I pray you will find it in your heart to accept it.
'''Merlwyb:''' Yet I know an apology alone will not serve to make things right. So we will revise the pact to leave no room for doubt, and any who violate it shall face justice swift and certain.
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' No! We won't be fooled! Not again!
'''Merlwyb:''' Please, hear me to the end. Fleeting though it was, there was a time when man and kobold abided together in harmony. In cooperation.
'''Merlwyb:''' In those days, your people shared the secrets of smelting - knowledge which allowed Limsa Lominsa to thrive. Much of what we have, we owe to the kobolds.
[[File:TheGreatShipVylbrand-Kobolds.jpg|800px]]
'''Merlwyb:''' And so, for the good of all who dwell on this isle, I wish to make you an offer. We will bear your people's wares to every corner of the world, and trade them in your stead.
'''Merlwyb:''' In return, we will bring you the bounty not only of the sea, but lands both near and far. Whatever you desire, the Navigator as my witness, you shall have it.
'''Merlwyb:''' There will be no more man and beastman - just the crew of the great ship that is Vylbrand. And together, we will share in the wealth of the world - if you will only accept our hand in friendship.
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' We want to believe you! We truly do! But we believed you before, and you betrayed us! Fooled, deceived, betrayed us!
'''Ga Bu:''' There are bad men, it's true, but there are also good ones. And the ones before you are the best of them. They were always kind to me - caring, nice, kind - and I trust them with my life.
'''Merlwyb:''' Before I became Admiral, I was a pirate. I stole. I fought. I stained the sea red with blood. Such is my past, and I dare not forget it, however much I might want to.
''Merlwyb throws her pistol towards Patriarch Za Da.''
'''Merlwyb:''' That is Death Penalty. The pistol I used to pass judgement on my own sire when fell thrall to Leviathan and betrayed his comrades.
'''Merlwyb:''' It is loaded. If you were to point it at my head and pull the trigger, I would most assuredly die.
'''Merlwyb:''' Though it isn't much, my life is the most single most valuable thing I possess. If it will suffice to atone for past wrongs - take it.
'''Merlwyb:''' A single bullet to annul the old pact, and my blood to write it anew.
'''Merlwyb:''' What comes after, I entrust to this man, my second-in-command. I know that he will do his utmost for the happiness of all who call Vylbrand home.
''The Patriarch Za Da takes the gun, and points it at Merlwyb. Merlwyb closes her eyes.''
''He shoots...''
''... at the air.''
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' I do not trust you. Not yet. But Ga Bu does. And I will trust him.
'''Alisaie:''' We want you to know that we respect your faith. There's nothing wrong with giving thanks to the land which sustains you.
'''Alisaie:''' But summoning is different. Should you hear of anyone who would attempt it, we ask that you appeal to their better judgement, or failing that, seek our aid. We're always ready to help.
'''2nd Order Patriarch Za Da:''' Many and more of my brethren are yet in thrall to the Great Father. Just as I was. If you could free them too, I would be grateful. Appreciative, thankful, grateful.
'''Merlwyb:''' 'Tis we who should be grateful, Patriarch. I thank you for affording us this chance.
''Patriarch Za Da hands the pistol back to Merlwyb.''

''Optional dialogue''
'''Eynzahr:''' The Admiral seems hells-bent on worrying me to death, but I suppose the ends justify the means. Well fought, my friend. Well fought.

'''Ga Bu:''' I'm so glad we could sway the patriarch. Convince, persuade, sway. Thank you for making it possible! Thank you!

'''Alisaie:''' The treatment may have restored the patriarch to his senses, but it was the Admiral and Ga Bu's words that touched his heart. This moment belongs to all of us, [Forename]. We couldn't have done it without each other.

'''Alphinaud:''' It has taken a long time, but the dream of a lasting peace with the kobolds may soon become a reality. And it is all thanks to Alisaie.

'''G'raha Tia:''' In two seperate worlds, the seeds were sown, and through the determination of two indomitable women, they have quickened into this historic moment. I feel honored to have been present to see it.

===Speak with Merlwyb again.===
'''Merlwyb:''' 'Twould seem we have found a way forward with the kobolds. Next, we will help the Second Order to free their tempered brethren from thralldom.
'''Merlwyb:''' Theirs is far from the only order, of course, and it will take no small amount of time and effort to reach the rest. But reach them we will, however long it takes.
'''Merlwyb:''' I would say that I was in your debt, but that has long been true. So instead, I will say thank you─for helping us to plot a new course not only for Limsa Lominsa, but all Eorzea.

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Merlwyb:''' Savor the moment, girl. Your next task can wait.

'''Eynzahr:''' Judging by the...<grunt>...complaints my back is making, I may have overreached myself. Ah, the ravages of old age...

'''Alisaie:''' Ga Bu is wise beyond his years. It's all very well leaders signing peace treaties, but it falls to individuals to bridge the gap.

'''G'raha Tia:''' I daresay we could all do with a rest, Alisaie not least of all, given the amount of aether she has been expending of late.

'''Ga Bu:''' If I could befriend you all, then surely other kobolds can befriend men too. And I'll do everything I can to help them. Facilitate, assist, help.
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

On Rough Seas

2026-01-04T23:16:48Z

BenjaminGeiger: Minor fixes to dialogue.

{{Quest infobox
| title = On Rough Seas
| description = Alphinaud is keen to report back to the Admiral.
| image =
| quest-giver = Alphinaud
| location = Lower La Noscea
| location-x = 27.4
| location-y = 18.5
| type = main scenario
| quest-line = Post-Shadowbringers Main Scenario Quests II
| journal-section = Main Scenario
| journal-category = Post-Shadowbringers Main Scenario Quests II
| journal-genre = Dark Reprise Quests
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 80
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 22440
| gil = 0
| mettle =
| reward-opt1 = 1 Heavens' Eye Materia VIII
| reward-opt2 = 1 Savage Aim Materia VIII
| reward-opt3 = 1 Savage Might Materia VIII
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = The Search for Sicard
| next-quest = The Great Ship Vylbrand
| release = shadowbringers
| patch = 5.4
| msq-index = 687
| id-gt = 69550
| id-edb = 00c507f9533
}}
==Steps==
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]] in the [[Command Room|command room]].
* Speak with [[Merlwyb]].

==Journal==
*Alphinaud is keen to report back to the Admiral.

==Dialogue==
===Accepting the Quest===
'''Alphinaud:''' I thought myself the hunter, but it turns out I was the prey... A timely reminder that the pirate powers of Limsa Lominsa are not to be trifled with.
'''Alphinaud:''' But all's well that ends well. G'raha Tia's timely provocation had the desired effect, and Sicard has agreed to a meeting. Let us hurry back to Limsa Lominsa and pass on his invitation to the Admiral.

''(If WoL is a ranking member of Grand Company Maelstrom)''
'''Zanthael:''' [GC Rank] [Lastname], your companions have already reported to the command room. Will you be joining them?

''(If WoL is not a ranking member of Grand Company Maelstrom)''
'''Zanthael:''' [Forename], your companions have already reported to the command room. Will you be joining them?

''Optional dialogue''
'''Alphinaud:''' Sicard does not want for confidence, that much is plain, but I have faith in the Admiral. She has dealt with far worse.

'''Alisaie:''' The ''Astalicia'' is the very last place for such a meeting. The Admiral will be marching right into the coeurl's den. <sigh> I hope we don't end up regretting this...

'''G'raha Tia:''' While we have no assurances Sicard will be amenable to reason, there can be no compromise without discussion.

'''Eynzahr:''' There you are. We have eagerly awaited your return.

===Speak with Merlwyb in the command room.===
'''Merlwyb:''' Welcome back, my friends. What news?
'''Merlwyb:''' So they have been stealing crystals from the kobolds...
'''Merlwyb:''' My thanks for solving the mystery, and securing a meeting besides.
'''Merlwyb:''' Suffice to say, I accept Sicard's invitation. And I would have you join me as my guests.
'''Merlwyb:''' The future of Limsa hangs upon the outcome of this meeting, and I would have the Scions present to bear witness.

''Look who's come crawling.''
''Traitor!''
''You can shove your peace!''

'''Sicard:''' Welcome aboard, Admiral. I'll wager you don't remember me. Sicard, actin' captain of the Bloody Executioners, at your service.
'''Merlwyb:''' 'Twas kind of you to invite us. Now, if Captain Hyllfyr has a message for me, I bid you speak it.
'''Sicard:''' ''We'' have just the one demand: that you forget this bilge about makin' peace with the beastmen.
'''Sicard:''' Ours is a nation of pirates. Always has been, always will be. Deny us our right to plunder and you deny who we are!

''True bloody right''
''Pirates till we die''
''What we want we take! ''

'''Merlwyb:''' Piracy has no place in our future.
''The crowd quiets.''
''What she say?''
'''Merlwyb:''' ''Piracy has no place in our future. ''
'''Merlwyb:''' Our nation has prospered through piracy, 'tis true. Yet it is but one part of our long and storied history.
'''Merlwyb:''' Centuries ago, our ancestors led a failed rebellion, and were driven from their homes with little more than the shirts on their backs. In fear of their lives, they sailed south, until they came to these shores.
'''Merlwyb:''' Finding the land occupied by kobolds, however, they were forced to turn to piracy in order to survive. And survive they did.
'''Merlwyb:''' But not so long ago, when the Empire threatened to crush everything we'd built, we set aside piracy and joined hands with our neighbors. This, too, was in order to survive.
'''Merlwyb:''' And survive we did. Time after time we fought the Empire, and time after time, we won. And through trade with our newfound allies,we prospered more than we ever did through pillaging and plundering!
'''Merlwyb:''' The empire teeters on the brink of collapse. Ere long, provinces like Werlyt and Bozja and many others will regain their freedom.
'''Merlwyb:''' When they do, our matchless fleet will lead the world in new golden age of commerce. The tides favor us, and the ocean beckons with her vast bounty...
'''Merlwyb:''' But if we cling to the old ways, this great ship we call Limsa will trade the boundless sea for a lagoon! Shall we scorn the world's wealth for a plundered pittance, then?
'''Merlwyb:''' Or shall we embrace change and thrive, like our ancestors before us? The choice is yours. But if we are to prosper in the coming age, the whole of Vylbrand must become our ship, and the kobold and Sahagin our crewmates!
''Sicard clenches his fist.''
'''Sicard:''' Rousin' words. Might even be some truth in 'em. But piratin's all we've ever known, and we ain't about to give it up just 'cause you say so.
'''Sicard:''' Still, we're all Lominsans here, an' no one wants a war. So where does that leave us?
'''Sicard:''' Long before you became Admiral, I heard you was captain of the League o' Lost Bastards. That true?
'''Sicard:''' If so, you'd know how we pirates settle our differences.
'''Merlwyb:''' A duel.
'''Merlwyb:''' Very well. As Admiral of Limsa Lominsa, I accept your challenge.

[[File:OnRoughSeas-SicardMerlwyb.jpg|800px]]

''Merlwyb and Sicard takes a few paces before quick drawing and shooting. Their first bullets crash into each other. Sicard quickly shoots another shot, which Merlwyb dodges with ease, and she successfully shoots through Sicard's right knee.''

'''Sicard:''' This ain't over! Not till one of us is dead! Finish the job... or ''I'' will.

''Sicard prepares to shoot again, before the gun is shot out of his hands. Another figure shoots this time, however, and he slowly walks towards Sicard.''

''It's the captain!''
''Captain Hyllfyr...''

'''Hyllfyr:''' Ye fool. 'Twas over afore it began.
'''Sicard:''' Captain...
'''Hyllfyr:''' Seems the whelps've been yappin' while their master was abed.
'''Hyllfyr:''' Listen well, all o' ye. Since the signin' o' the Galadion Accord, we all of us've been part o' the same crew - the crew o' the good ship Limsa Lominsa.
'''Hyllfyr:''' At the helm o' that ship is the Admiral, an' tis ''she'' who decides where we sail. Was I not clear on that point? Or did ye forget who deck ye stand on? Nay?
'''Hyllfyr:''' And what the seven hells are ye playin' at?
'''Sicard:''' It's all we know, Captain. If we ain't pirates, what are we?
'''Hyllfyr:''' Yer bloody idiots, is what you are! Idiots with yer whole lives ahead o'ye! Ye can do anythin' ye want - be anythin' ye want!
'''Hyllfyr:''' We're pirates, aye... An' we pirates love our loot. But that ain't our first love. Our first love is the sea, the sea an' what she brings us - freedom.
'''Hyllfyr:''' So 'old fast to that. Let the brine-crusted 'usk that stands before ye now be the last o' them as knew naught save 'ow to steal, an' make o' yerselves a ''new'' breed o' pirate.
'''Hyllfyr:''' Lad... I made ye me right hand 'cause I saw somethin' in ye. An' I still do. Ye've the makin's of a captain. All you lack's the belief.
'''Hyllfyr:''' Well now! It seems we're of one mind after all! Apologies for the misunderstanding, Admiral. We're with ye, wherever ye be headed.
'''Merlwyb:''' You have my thanks, Hyllfyr.
''Hyllfyr hacks up a cough.''
'''Hyllfyr:''' Yer choice o' duelin' pistol did not escape my notice. Good old Annihilator, ender o' many a proud pirate's voyage.
'''Hyllfyr:''' Mistbeard's vanished into legend, an' it won't be long afore I take my rest in the depths. Yet be that as it may, the old ways can only truly die when we've dealt the Empire the tellin' blow.
'''Hyllfyr:''' There'll be stormy seas ahead, no doubt... but I'm trustin' ye to steer us through to the other side.
''Merlwyb nods.''

''Optional dialogue''
'''Eynzahr:''' Like Mistbeard before him, Hyllfyr chose to trust the future of our nation to the Admiral. That was the moment, I believe, that the good ship Limsa Lominsa finally embarked upon her new course.

'''Alphinaud:''' When the discussion gave way to a duel, I feared what might unfold. Yet only a fool would underestimate the Admiral ─ as Sicard soon discovered.

'''Alisaie:''' While I don't condone what Sicard has been doing, I know how difficult it can be to change course. It took me long enough to join the Scions, didn't it.

'''G'raha Tia:''' There are times when one must stand one's ground, even if the cost of failure is beyond reckoning.
'''G'raha Tia:''' The Admiral did just that, and I have nothing but respect for her. As she continues to steer her nation through this period of transition, I pray the Navigator will see fit to fill her sails.

===Speak with Merlwyb.===
'''Merlwyb:''' ...Though I had anticipated a duel, I did not foresee that Hyllfyr would intervene.
'''Merlwyb:''' But full glad am I that he did. 'Twould have been a shame to kill the boy.
'''Merlwyb:''' Instead, the whelp has learned a valuable lesson, and we have made peace amongst ourselves. All that remains is to do likewise with our neighbors.
[[Category:Quests missing dialogue template]]

Wind-up Dezul Qualan

2025-07-11T23:22:54Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Trivia */ Added clarification.

{{Minion infobox
| name = Wind-up Dezul Qualan
| icon = wind-up dezul qualan icon2.png
| image = wind-up dezul qualan icon3.png
| behaviour = Obedient
| value = 0
| unique = y
| untradeable = y
| unsellable = y
| patch = 2.35
| release = a realm reborn
| id-edb = c7623506d33
| id-gt = 8579
| description = Summon your wind-up Dezul Qualan minion. It is said Ixali engineer Dezul Qualan began crafting war dirigibles after having a vision of ninety-nine red balloons floating over the Black Shroud.
| journal = The last time Ixali engineer Dezul Qualan was seen was the day he boarded his greatest creation─a war balloon thrice the size of any ever built, and equipped with enough provisions to last a man a full moon in the clouds. His destination: the floating continent of Ayatlan.
| tooltip = Soar once again, we shall. Within Dezul Qualan, our salvation lies! - Sezul Totoloc
| island-sanctuary = With Ehcatl Nine, I fly!
| type = Poppet
| hp = 460
| atk = 45
| def = 35
| spd = 3
| auto = Single-target
| cost = 15
| strengths = search eyes, gates
| special = Fly Like the Wind
| special-type = Dismantling
| special-desc = Delivers 5% damage to the nearest enemy Arcana Stone.
| special-dur =
| special-delay =
| points = 30
| specialdeg = 0
}} __NOTOC__
==Acquisition==
===Purchase===
{{vendor list|showCostText=true}}

==Trivia==

The "vision of ninety-nine red balloons" in the in-game description is a reference to the song "99 Red Balloons" by Nena, an English translation of her German-language hit [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/99_Luftballons "99 Luftballons"], in which a release of 99 balloons accidentally leads to nuclear war.

==Images==
[[file:wind-up dezul qualan1.jpg|300px]]

{{minion}}

Wind-up Dezul Qualan

2025-07-11T23:21:15Z

BenjaminGeiger: Added Trivia section.

{{Minion infobox
| name = Wind-up Dezul Qualan
| icon = wind-up dezul qualan icon2.png
| image = wind-up dezul qualan icon3.png
| behaviour = Obedient
| value = 0
| unique = y
| untradeable = y
| unsellable = y
| patch = 2.35
| release = a realm reborn
| id-edb = c7623506d33
| id-gt = 8579
| description = Summon your wind-up Dezul Qualan minion. It is said Ixali engineer Dezul Qualan began crafting war dirigibles after having a vision of ninety-nine red balloons floating over the Black Shroud.
| journal = The last time Ixali engineer Dezul Qualan was seen was the day he boarded his greatest creation─a war balloon thrice the size of any ever built, and equipped with enough provisions to last a man a full moon in the clouds. His destination: the floating continent of Ayatlan.
| tooltip = Soar once again, we shall. Within Dezul Qualan, our salvation lies! - Sezul Totoloc
| island-sanctuary = With Ehcatl Nine, I fly!
| type = Poppet
| hp = 460
| atk = 45
| def = 35
| spd = 3
| auto = Single-target
| cost = 15
| strengths = search eyes, gates
| special = Fly Like the Wind
| special-type = Dismantling
| special-desc = Delivers 5% damage to the nearest enemy Arcana Stone.
| special-dur =
| special-delay =
| points = 30
| specialdeg = 0
}} __NOTOC__
==Acquisition==
===Purchase===
{{vendor list|showCostText=true}}

==Trivia==

The "vision of ninety-nine red balloons" in the in-game description is a reference to the song "99 Red Balloons" by Nena, an English translation of her German-language hit [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/99_Luftballons "99 Luftballons"].

==Images==
[[file:wind-up dezul qualan1.jpg|300px]]

{{minion}}

A Gentleman Falls, Rather than Flies

2025-07-10T01:40:22Z

BenjaminGeiger: Added Trivia section.

{{Quest infobox
| title = A Gentleman Falls, Rather than Flies
| description = As you catch sight of [[Nashu]], you cannot help but wonder if you are about to have a bad time.
| image = A Gentleman Falls Rather than Flies.png
| quest-giver = Nashu Mhakaracca
| location = The Pillars
| location-x = 5.9
| location-y = 9.9
| type = feature
| quest-line = Further Hildibrand Adventures
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 60
| req-quest =Heavensward (Quest)
| req-items =
| requirements =
| exp = 0
| gil = 940
| mettle =
| reward(1-10) =
| reward-opt(1-8) =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = Her Last Vow
| next-quest = Don't Call It a Comeback
| patch = 3.2
| release = heavensward
| id-edb = 5ee7fb29536
| id-gt = 67762
}} __NOTOC__

==Steps==
*Gather information in [[the Jeweled Crozier]]. 0/3
*Speak with [[Elaisse]].
*Speak with the [[House Fortemps Knight|House Fortemps knight]].
*Wait with [[Nashu]].
*Speak with [[Redwald]] at [[Falcon's Nest]].
*Search the area south of [[Banepool]].

==Journal==
* As you catch sight of Nashu, you cannot help but wonder if you are about to have a bad time.

* Nashu Mhakaracca, loyal assistant to Inspector Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville, has determined that her missing companion has likely landed somewhere in Ishgard. Judging her chance meeting with you to be serendipity, she drafts you into her service and bids you help her canvass the Jeweled Crozier for any news of a “gentlemanly Highlander.”

* Alas, none of the merchants can recall having dealings with a man matching Hildibrand's description. However, one supposes that Mistress Elaisse may be of assistance, as she is well acquainted with many merchants and noblemen who do business in the markets.

* At last, your investigation bears fruit, as Mistress Elaisse has heard tell of a gentlemanly Highlander who is in Ishgard at the invitation of none other than Count Edmont de Fortemps. Given your close association with the count, the knights guarding the manor should be more than willing to aid you.

* A House Fortemps knight informs you that the gentlemanly guest is currently being entertained by Lord Edmont, but that their meeting should be coming to a close soon. He suggests that you and Nashu retire to the gazebo to wait until they have finished─a suggestion Nashu accepts with bewildering trepidation.

* Nashu springs to her feet at the sound of the manor doors opening, and you both rush to catch the departing guest, only to find that he is the wrong Manderville man. Godbert is surprised to find two of his beloved son's companions standing before him, but perhaps even more surprised when a young inquisitor named Cyr appears and accuses him of being a heretic. Annoyed, Lord Edmont immediately intervenes, prompting Cyr to rescind his accusation and explain that Godbert matches the description of a suspected heretic he has been tracking. Upon learning of your search for Inspector Hildibrand, the inquisitor proposes that you join forces and continue your search in Falcon's Nest, where the first reported sightings of Cyr's quarry originated, as it is possible that you seek the same man. If so─and if the inspector is innocent─it would behoove you to be present when he is apprehended.

* Ser Redwald is quite surprised to find that the footnote he left in a report drew the attention of a young inspector, the Warrior of Light, and a half-naked gillionaire goldsmith, among others. He states that the suspected heretic was sighted just south of the Dusk Vigil, but is also quick to add that they have no reason to presume the man was in fact a heretic. Nevertheless, Inquisitor Cyr is quick to proclaim that you have caught the “unmistakable scent of heresy”─all-too-familiar words which give you pause...

* Your survey of the area near Banepool leads to yet another unexpected reunion, this time with one of the Gentle Dead Men, the association of undead which Inspector Hildibrand founded while he was under the impression that he was a zombie. Despairing that her search has literally met a dead end, Nashu sighs, but the zombie gentleman reassures her that all is not lost, for he claims to have the ability to track his beloved overlord via some manner of aetheric bond they share. As the others rush off, eager to find the inspector, you are left alone with Cyr, who is attempting to determine if zombification is a sickness which must be purged.

==Dialogue==
===Accepting the Quest===
'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Well, I'll be! [Forename] [Surname], in the flesh! A pleasure to see you again!
'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Wait─is this what they call serendipity? It is, isn't it!? That settles it─you've got to help me find the inspector!
'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Cor, I was hoping you would silently agree!
So, I've been trying to calculate the trajectory the inspector took when he was catapulted into the sky again. I've triple-checked my figures, and concluded he must have landed somewhere here in Ishgard!
'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Unfortunately, the investigation hasn't been proceeding as smoothly as I had hoped...
'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' But now that you're here, we're sure to make some progress! Come, let's speak with the merchants and see if anyone hasn't had dealings with a gentlemanly Highlander!

'''(Optional)'''
'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Sir? I say, sir! Ah, you must be checking your ledgers to see if he was a customer! That's very kind of you, sir!

===Gathering information in the Jeweled Crozier===
'''Frine:''' A “gentlemanly Highlander,” you say? My apologies, but I cannot say I have had dealings with a man as you describe.

'''Pienne:''' Good [time] to you, madam/sir. I─ Oh, you are looking for someone? A “gentlemanly Highlander”? Hmm...
'''Pienne:''' I know not this man of whom you speak, but mayhap Mistress Elaisse does? She is well acquainted with rather a lot of merchants and noblemen.

'''Norlaise:''' ...I've sold my fair share of goods to Highlander adventurers, aye, but I'd not describe such clients as particularly gentlemanly, I'm afraid.

===Speaking with Elaisse (Cutscene)===
'''Elaisse:''' As ever, a warm welcome to you, miss/sir. How may I be of service?
'''Elaisse:''' Hmm... A “gentlemanly Highlander,” you say? Now that I think of it, I have heard tell of a foreigner who may be the man whom you seek.

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' <huff> <puff> Begging...begging your pardons, miss, but did you say you know Inspector Hildibrand!?

'''Elaisse:''' ...An acquaintance of yours, I presume?
'''Elaisse:''' I do not know his name, only that he is here by invitation of Lord Edmont. Or so it is rumored.
'''Elaisse:''' Surely as a ward of House Fortemps it would be a trifling matter to go and ask after him at the manor?

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Cor! I knew it was serendipity! To Fortemps Manor!

'''(Optional)'''
'''Elaisse:''' I must say, since throwing wide the Gates of Judgement, we have had no shortage of...interesting visitors.

===Speaking with the House Fortemps Knight (Cutscene)===
'''House Fortemps Knight:''' Well met, Mistress/Master Surname. Do you require assistance?
'''House Fortemps Knight:''' Aye, it is as you say. At this time, Lord Edmont is entertaining a foreign guest.

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Huzzah! We've found the inspector!

'''House Fortemps Knight:''' If I am not mistaken, their meeting should be ending shortly. If you like, you may retire to the gazebo and wait for our guest to depart.

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' A gazebo! Aren't those dangerous!? Then again, you seem a responsible sort─not like to let a wild gazebo run amok. Very well! We humbly accept your offer.
'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' And if it wakes up, I'll have you there to protect me!

====Optional Dialogue====
'''House Fortemps Knight:''' It's...it's a sodding gazebo...

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' With what powerful magicks did they tame this dread fiend?

===Waiting with Nashu (Cutscene)===
'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' That must be Inspector Hildibrand!

'''Count Edmont de Fortemps:''' ...I cannot well imagine how arduous your journey must have been.

'''???:''' Truth be told, I've found the brisk Coerthan air to be rather invigorating. It stimulates body and mind both─a welcome benefit when one must discuss matters of commerce. I daresay we would not have accomplished so much otherwise.

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' There you are, Inspector! I've been looking all over for you!

'''Godbert:''' I say, who do I see before me? Not one, but two of my beloved son's faithful companions!

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Lord Godbert!? But...but I thought...

'''Godbert:''' Hildy? In Ishgard? This is the first I've heard of it...

'''???:''' >> Aha! I've found you at last, heretic! <<
'''???:''' >> Yes, you! The hulking brute with a mad gleam in his eye! Your brazen heresy is plain for all to see! Surrender yourself to the inquisition at once! <<

'''Count Edmont de Fortemps:''' I beg your pardon!? This man is an Ul'dahn merchant, here at the behest of House Fortemps. Such baseless accusations will not be tolerated!

'''???:''' A-A guest of House Fortemps!? Then...then he couldn't possibly...
'''???:''' Though there were those two wards that... But they were acquitted of all charges in a trial by combat... And if he demands the right to... Then I would personally have to... Oh dear.
'''Cyr:''' A thousand apologies, good sir. I spoke out of turn. I am Cyr and, as you may have guessed, I am an inquisitor who has been charged with investigating reports of a rather suspicious, possibly heretical individual...

'''Godbert:''' Ho ho ho! A heretic, you say? One who bears a passing resemblance to me?

'''Cyr:''' Aye. A man, rather muscular, wearing dark garments and acquitting himself in a somewhat “gentlemanly” fashion, as some might say.

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' This heretic sounds like the spitting image of Inspector Hildibrand. Could he be...a fan?

'''Cyr:''' Say again? You are acquainted with such a man?
'''Cyr:''' I see...and the man you are looking for is Lord Godbert's son? Hmm...
'''Cyr:''' It would seem that our investigations may be connected. So, I put to you a proposal: The first reported sightings of the heretic I am tracking came from Falcon's Nest. Mayhap we should journey there together?
'''Cyr:''' It is, after all, possible that we are seeking the selfsame individual. If so─and if he is innocent─it would be for the best if you were present when I apprehend him, that we might resolve this matter without incident.

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' I say we go with him, [Forename]! This looks to be our best lead yet!

'''Godbert:''' Then I shall accompany you all. It has been far too long since I laid eyes on my beloved son, and if there is a chance we might be reunited, I should be glad to seize it!

'''Cyr:''' Then it is settled. We shall leave for Falcon's Nest at once.

===Speaking with Redwald at Falcon's Nest (Cutscene)===
'''Redwald:''' Mistress/Master [Surname]. Are these your...traveling companions?
'''Redwald:''' ...The mysterious muscular vagabond? Ah, yes. A patrol sighted him lurking near the Dusk Vigil. Thinking he might be a lost traveler, they called out to him. But rather than approach, he fled.
'''Redwald:''' Quite frankly, I am surprised you bothered to come all this way. That sighting barely warranted a mention in my report...

'''Cyr:''' Ah hah! The unmistakable scent of heresy!
'''Cyr:''' Ah, terribly sorry. Old habit I picked up from my mentor. I know, I know─I will not rush to judgment as before.
'''Cyr:''' Still, much as I hope you find your missing inspector, I must confess some small desire that we instead unearth a lingering pocket of heresy. Of late there have been virtually no confirmed instances of heretical misdeeds...
'''Cyr:''' It's gotten so bad that some are speculating our funding may be reduced─or worse, that the inquisition's operations might come under review. That is why, Halone as my witness, I will find and bring a heretic to justice, and prove that our order still has value in these uncertain times!

'''Redwald:''' Yes, yes, I understand you have your reasons...but whether or not this vagabond was a heretic remains to be seen. Still, if you are set upon your course, you might begin your search near the Dusk Vigil.

'''Cyr:''' An excellent suggestion, Ser Redwald. Should we succeed in our endeavor, rest assured that you will share in the glory.
'''Cyr:''' The hunt continues! Onward, to the Dusk Vigil! I am told that region is especially cold, so do not forget to dress appropriately for the weather!

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Redwald:''' ...I suppose I ought to pray for the boy's success.

'''Cyr:''' I t-t-trust you are managing? Good. It would...it would be a shame if we had t-t-to turn back now... <shiver>

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Look, it's frozen! Wait...does that mean the fish are frozen too?

'''Godbert:''' This land has a beauty all its own, don't you think? A pity my dear wife isn't here to enjoy it.

===Searching the area south of Banepool (Cutscene)===
'''Cyr:''' Fury take me, it's freezing! Bah, this is a waste of time. No living thing could survive in this godsforsaken wasteland!

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Over there, look! Someone's coming from the Vigil!
Inspector! Inspector, is that you!?

'''???:''' As I live and breathe! Of all the places to be reunited with Master Zombibrand's compatriots! How fare you all this fine [time]?

'''Cyr:''' >>Hark! A heretic raised from the dead by his brothers' unholy magicks! <<

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Ahaha! He's not a heretic─he's one of the Gentle Dead Men!
'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' What brings you so far from Ul'dah, good sir?

'''Gentle Dead Man:''' Well, as you know, ours is a rather lonely existence. So when we heard rumors of an abandoned fortress held by zombies, we were delighted! I was chosen to serve as emissary and set out immediately. Alas, it seems my efforts were for naught...

'''(If not completed Dusk Vigil)
'''Gentle Dead Man:''' Master Zombibrand? Forgive me, but as you can see, I have traveled here alone.

'''(If completed Dusk Vigil)'''
'''Gentle Dead Man:''' Ah... Truly? Every last one, dead? That is to say, er, irrevocably dead? <sigh> If it was necessary, then so be it. Still, after coming all this way, it is more than a little disappointing, you understand.

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Then...my calculations were wrong? The inspector didn't land in Coerthas?

'''Gentle Dead Man:''' Now, now, do not fret so. If it is our overlord you seek, then you are in luck! As the founder of the Gentle Dead Men, our fates─and our aether─are inextricably entwined. In fact, I can feel it calling to me now!

'''Nashu Mhakaracca:''' Truly, good sir? You can guide us to Inspector Hildibrand!?

'''Gentle Dead Man:''' As surely as my rotting nose can lead me to fresh brains! Follow me, my friends!

'''Cyr:''' “One must remain vigilant for heresy, for it can manifest in myriad ways. 'Tis a vile, insidious sickness which must needs be burned out ere the infection takes hold.”
...Surely zombification would qualify, yes?
'''Cyr:''' >> Confound it, they've left us behind! <<

==Trivia==

Nashu's misconception of the nature of gazebos (and particularly her use of the word 'dread') is a reference to the classic story [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eric_and_the_Dread_Gazebo "Eric and the Dread Gazebo"].

An End to the Song

2025-07-04T01:21:09Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Cutscene */ Typo fix.

{{Quest infobox
| title = An End to the Song
| image = An End to the Song Image.png
| description = [[Aymeric]] is desperate to fly to [[Ishgard]]'s defense.
| quest-giver = Aymeric
| location = The Churning Mists
| location-x = 7.4
| location-y = 26.7
| location-z = 2.0
| type = main scenario
| quest-line = Dragonsong Main Scenario Quests
| level = 60
| exp = 5000
| gil = 5,000
| unlocks = tr The Final Steps of Faith
| prev-quest = Winning Over the Wyrm
| next-quest = Heroes of the Hour
| patch = 3.3
| release = Heavensward
| msq-index = 358
| id-gt = 67781
| id-edb = 36d55886b37
}}

==Steps==
*Confront [[Nidhogg]] in the [[The Final Steps of Faith|Final Steps of Faith]].

*Speak with [[Alphinaud]].

==Journal==
*You and your companions settle upon the backs of [[Hraesvelgr]] and his kin, and dive through the clouds in the direction of [[Ishgard]]. Soon after, you alight, hands numb and eyes stinging, on [[the Steps of Faith]] in the midst of battle. With a mixture of surprise and scorn, [[Nidhogg]] welcomes Hraesvelgr, who attempts in vain to persuade his brother from his vengeful course. A mighty clash then ensues between the pair, from which there can be only one victor... The city's defenders watch transfixed as Hraesvelgr tumbles onto the bridge, beaten and bloody, Ishgard's fate seemingly sealed. Triumphant, Nidhogg revels in the moment, only to learn that his fallen sibling has entrusted you with a gift: one half of his power.

*With Hraesvelgr's might now commingled with your own, you are become Ishgard's best and last hope of staying the rampaging Nidhogg. Slay the great wyrm's shade, and bring an end to a thousand years of fire and blood! ※[[The Final Steps of Faith]] can be accessed via the [[Duty Finder]].

*You have succeeded in subduing Nidhogg's shade. Wrest the wyrm's [[Eyes of Nidhogg|eyes]] from [[Estinien]]'s armor, and rid your companion of Nidhogg's virulent spirit.

*Following [[Alphinaud]]'s lead, you join in the struggle to tear Nidhogg's eyes from Estinien's mail. Using every onze of your strength, you wrestle with the hateful things, arcs of crackling aether enveloping you in agony, but just when the feat appears beyond you, you appear to receive aid from a most unexpected source...With one final heave, you succeed in separating man and wyrm, and for an instant you glimpse Nidhogg's disembodied spirit, before casting his eyes into the abyss. At long last, it is over. Having done all you can for Estinien, you watch as Ser [[Aymeric]] bears him back to Ishgard. Join Alphinaud at the [[Arc of the Worthy]], and discuss the aftermath of the battle.

*Upon returning to Ishgard, Alphinaud praises you for your victory over Nidhogg's shade. Whatever joy he feels at the dread wyrm's defeat, however, is overshadowed by his concern for the battered Estinien...

[[Category:Dragonsong War quests]]
==Dialogue==
====Optional Dialogue====
'''Alphinaud:''' I pray we are not too late...

===Accepting the Quest===
'''Aymeric:''' Ishgard will not last long against Nidhogg and his Horde. We must away!

====Cutscene====
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Know you, then, what this roar portendeth?

'''Aymeric:''' Aye. I must return to my city without delay.

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Then we shall lend you our wings. Let us meet with Nidhogg on the field of battle, and together bring an end to his wrathful song.

'''Lucia:''' Remember your training! We hold fast until the lord commander returns! Ugh.... We must hold...

'''Artoirel:''' Reinforcements! By the Fury... That one is the size of Nidhogg!
'''Lucia:''' Lord Commander!

'''Artoirel:''' You are late, Warrior of Light!

'''Nidhogg:''' Wherefore standest thou with these vermin, Brother?

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Abandon this war, shade.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' The suffering thou sowest serveth no end. The traitor's progeny have learned of their forefather's betrayal, and now seek to make amends with our kind.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Never shall our grief be assauged nor our loss forgotten, but reconciliation may yet halt the spread of this plague of enmity. Forsake thy vengeance and be at peace.

'''Nidhogg:''' What soft-headed ramblings are these? Thy dalliance with that vile maid hath robbed thee of thy wits! Mayhap her cloying perfume hath made thee forget the stench of our brood-sister's lifeblood!

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Thou darest speak thus of my beloved!?

'''Nidhogg:''' Ah! Sot he flames of rage may yet be kindled! I feared thy heart's fire had long since gone out. But waste not the fury on words, Brother—thou shalt have need of it for the battle!

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Guh!

'''Nidhogg:''' Thou art weak, Hraesvelgr—a sliterhing wyrm who fawneth on the vermin who should rightly be his prey. For a thousand years I have fought without cease—and thou didst think to prevail against me!

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Glory not in thy victory, shade. The battle...is not yet won. My power—and my hope—have I entrusted to another...
'''Nidhogg:''' Thine eye! What hast thou done!?
'''Nidhogg:''' Fool! Thou wouldst trust a mortal with thy strength!?
'''Nidhogg:''' I know thee... 'Twas thou who didst intrude upon my lair and best the half of me. But now I am whole, and naught in creation shall deny me my vengeance!

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Tataru:''' I have the utmost faith in you, [Forename], but I'll say a little prayer...just in case.

'''Gibrillont:''' ...They've come, have they? Well, don't you worry about me and mine. I can still wield a blade if the battle spills into the city.

'''Vidofnir:''' I will not distract thee from thy deadly task with idle parley. Go with courage, warrior of warriors.

===Confronting Nidhogg in the Final Steps of Faith===
====Duty Dialogue====
'''Nidhogg:''' Wriggling maggots! I shall grind you to paste in my jaws!
'''Nidhogg:''' Come, my children!
Claim the vengeance that is rightfully yours!
'''Nidhogg:''' Look upon the fool who dared embrace my power!
Witness the darkened wings that beat about his shriveled soul!
'''Nidhogg:''' Champions of man! Hearken to my fury!
'''Nidhogg:''' Thy final verse is sung!
'''Nidhogg:''' Thou hast survived my song...
Curse thee and thine eye, Hraesvelgr!
'''Nidhogg:''' Brood-brother, thou hast doomed me...
But if I must meet mine end, then all shall burn upon my pyre!
'''Nidhogg:''' Slain twice by mortal hands...

===Post Duty Cutscene===
'''Alphinaud:''' Estinien!

'''Nidhogg:''' Is this...to be...mine end?
'''Nidhogg:''' Nay... I will not allow it... I am of the first brood...I am vengeance incarnate... I am Nidhogg!
'''Nidhogg:''' Thou shalt die by my hand!

'''Estinien:''' This is not your hand, wyrm!

'''Nidhogg:''' Thou...wilt...obey!

'''Estinien:''' I would ask one last favor of you, Warrior of Light... Finish me—now, while I have the beast subdued!
'''Estinien:''' You waste your time. Kill me! It is the only way! Ending Nidhogg...will be my final duty...

'''Alphinaud:''' No! You can't die like this! I won't let you!

'''Nidhogg:''' Undone by mortal will. Whither now...?

'''Aymeric:''' The eyes! Cast them into the abyss!

====Cutscene====
'''Aymeric:''' He lives. ah, Estinien, my ill-fated friend.
'''Aymeric:''' Lucia! summon the healers! I want them ready to receive him!

'''Lucia:''' At once, Lord Commander!

'''Aymeric:''' Allow me to do this at least...

'''Hraesvelgr:''' The Horde have sensed the fall of their master, and scattered to the winds.

'''Aymeric:''' You have my gratitude, Hraesvelgr. Your deeds this day have saved a great many lives.

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Then our alliance hath served its purpose.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Thou didst wield the power I granted thee well. 'Twas thine own skill and not mine eye which earned thee victory.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' I wish thy companion a swift recovery. Fare you well, children of man.

'''Alphinaud:''' The battle is won. We can do no more for Estinien now than bear him home and wish him well, even as Hraesvelgr did. The rest we must trust to the hands of the healers and the grace of the gods.

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Beltardois:''' I bid you welcome, slayer of Nidhogg! Ever do the gates of Ishgard stand open to our savior!

'''Handeloup:''' Though our principal foe lies defeated, we shall continue to keep order inside the walls and protect the citizenry. In that much at least, the duties of the Temple Knights remain unchanged.

===Speaking with Alphinaud===
'''Alphinaud:''' Through the haze of pain, I swear I sensed—But no. The past is done, and we must look to the future. At long last, Nidhogg is gone, his foul spirit cast out once and for all. I only pray that Estinien survives the ordeal...

Winning Over the Wyrm

2025-07-04T01:09:02Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Speaking with Alphinaud (Cutscene) */ Typo fix.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Winning Over the Wyrm
| image = Winning Over the Wyrm Image.png
| description = [[Alphinaud]] seems eager to press on.
| quest-giver = Alphinaud
| location = The Dravanian Forelands
| location-x = 16
| location-y = 23
| type = main scenario
| quest-line = Dragonsong Main Scenario Quests
| level = 60
| exp = 5000
| gil = 5,000
| reward-opt1 = 5 Max-Potion
| reward-opt2 = 5 Max-Ether
| unlocks = dg Sohr Khai
| prev-quest = An Ally for Ishgard
| next-quest = An End to the Song
| patch = 3.3
| release = Heavensward
| msq-index = 357
| id-gt = 67780
| id-edb = 0c061001c21
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with Ser [[Aymeric]] outside [[Moghome]].

*Blow the horn on the top floor of [[Zenith]].

*Speak with Ser [[Aymeric]].

*Speak with the [[Imperious Wyvern|imperious wyvern]].

*Enter [[Sohr Khai]].

*Speak with [[Alphinaud]].

==Journal==
*Despite [[Vidofnir]]'s predictably gloomy appraisal of your chances, [[Alphinaud]] is resolved to lead Ser [[Aymeric]] to the summit of [[Sohm Al]]. Rejoin your companions outside [[Moghome]], and signal your readiness to depart to the lord commander.

*As Ser Aymeric shares his wonder at the incredible vista, you are suddenly hailed by [[Moghan]], the [[moogle]] who first guided you to [[Zenith]]. Upon learning of your purpose in the [[Churning Mists]], he assures you that the winds are perfect for carrying your call to [[Hraesvelgr]]'s ears. Make your way to Zenith, and blow the moogles' horn once more.

*You look on as Hraesvelgr descends from the clouds, just as he did when first you came to Zenith -- and wince inwardly as he greets your request for aid with the selfsame scorn. Undaunted, Aymeric and Alphinaud strive to win the great wyrm round with eloquence and reason, but it is not until [[Midgardsormr]] himself appears that Hraesvelgr finally assents to test you and your companions' resolve. Consult with Ser Aymeric on how best to approach the forthcoming trial.

*Ser Aymeric informs you that he observed a [[Imperious Wyvern|wyvern]] landing just outside the palace, and concludes that it must be one of the “children” of whom Hraesvelgr spoke. Accost the waiting dragon.

*It would seem that the wyvern has come to bear you to the scene of your ordeal. Steel yourself, body and mind, for the trials of so ancient and powerful a being as Hraesvelgr are not like to be simple... nor less forgiving.
** ※Challenge [[Sohr Khai]] with other players via the [[Duty Finder]], or with a party of NPCs via [[Duty Support]]. Both systems are accessible from the main menu as well as the dungeon's entrance point.

*You have weathered the trial of the great wyrm. Before returning to Zenith, it would seem wise to speak with Hraesvelgr.

*Hraesvelgr commends you and your companions for your unwavering determination, and pledges to aid you in the coming battle with [[Nidhogg]]. Inquire of Alphinaud how he fared in his own trial.

*Your trials completed, Alphinaud ponders how much time you have to prepare for Nidhogg's assault. Scarcely have the words left his lips, however, when a thunderous roar echoes across the sky, signaling the advance of the [[Dravanian Horde]]. The time has come for the final reckoning with Nidhogg -- to bring an end to his wrathful song.

[[Category:Dragonsong War quests]]
==Dialogue==
====Optional Dialogue====
'''Aymeric:''' Lucia's report described Anyx Trine in detail, but her words failed to convey the overwhelming ''strangeness'' of standing here in the demesne of dragons.

'''Vidofnir:''' 'Tis folly to believe they words might sway the heart of my sire.
...Yet I wish thee fortune in thy endeavor, nonetheless.

===Accepting the Quest===
'''Alphinaud:''' Though I expected no better answer from Vidofnir, I take little pleasure from having been proven right. 'Twould seem that our presence at Zenith will be every bit as unwelcome as I had anticipated. But what is the ire of one great wyrm to a trio of self-confessed fools such as ourselves?
'''Alphinaud:''' Let us begin our ascent.

'''Aymeric:''' After you, Master Alphinaud.

'''Alphinaud:''' Scout ahead if you wish, [Forename]. We shall join you outside Moghome!

'''(Optional)'''
'''Alphinaud:''' The lord commander seems lost for words. Nor can I blame him. I recall being similarly awestruck when I first beheld this vista.

===Speaking with Ser Aymeric outside Moghome (Cutscene)===
'''Aymeric:''' I had heard tales of the world above the clouds, but never did I dream... One's mind paints a pale picture of its majesty.

'''Alphinaud:''' Few live to see such wonders. I am reminded of my first visit to this peak, when Estinien and Ysayle yet walked at our side...

'''Churning Mists Moogle:''' Kupopo? Is that you, [Forename]?

'''Alphinaud:''' Ah, if it isn't Mog... Mog... uh...

'''Churning Mists Moogle:''' Don't tell me you've forgotten my name, kupo!? After all we've been through together!
'''Churning Mists Moogle:''' But at least ''you'' remember me!
You...you ''do'' remember me, don't you, [Forename]?

'''< Do you remember the moogle? >'''
'''< How could I forget you, Moglin! >'''
'''< Of course I do, Moghan! >'''
'''< Apologies, friend, but all moogles look the same to me... >'''

'''''< How could I forget you, Moglin! >'''''
'''Churning Mists Moogle:''' H-How could you mistake me for that overstuffed throne-warmer!? I'm Moghan! The courageous moogle who guided you to Zenith, kupo!

'''''< Of course I do, Moghan! >'''''
'''Churning Mists Moogle:''' Phew! You seemed a bit hesitant for a moment there! But I'm sure you were just fondly recalling the time we camped near Zenith, right, kupo?

'''''< Apologies, friend, but all moogles look the same to me... >'''''
'''Churning Mists Moogle:''' ...I see, kupo. Then I suppose our time around the campfire meant less to you than I thought it did. It's “Moghan,” by the way... <sniff>

'''(All)'''
'''Moghan:''' But putting our shared history to one side, what brings you and your friends to Moghome, kupo?
'''Moghan:''' Ah, another audience with old Hraesvelgr...
'''Moghan:''' Well, I hope you've brought the horn, kupo! With the winds as gentle as they are, a good loud toot should reach the great wyrm's ears easily enough!

'''Alphinaud:''' That is good to hear, Moghan—thank you. We had best press on to Zenith, while the winds are in our favor.

'''Moghan:''' Now that was unexpected, kupo. Chieftain Moglin will want to hear about this!

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Moghan:''' Did you meet with Hraesvelgr already, kupo? You never know when the winds will pick up again!

'''Aymeric:''' We ''must'' win Hraesvelgr to our cause. Fail in this and Ishgard's fate is all but sealed.

'''Alphinaud:''' Pray sound the horn, [Forename].

===Blowing the horn on the top floor of Zenith (Cutscene)===
'''Hraesvelgr:''' You dare summon me again, mortals?

'''Alphinaud:''' Great Hrasevelgr, 'tis not lightly that we beg this audience. Pray hearken to our words, for they concern the future of man and dragon both.

'''Aymeric:''' Greetings, Hrasevelgr. I am Aymeric de Borel, acting ruler of the nation of Ishgard.
'''Aymeric:''' I am come before you to parley on behalf of my people.

'''Hraesvelgr:''' ...to ''parley''? Thinkest thou thy purpose unclear to me? Thou art come to beg mine aid in the battle against the shade of my brood-brother.

'''Aymeric:''' You...foresaw mine intent.

'''Hraesvelgr:''' I but read that which is writ plain in thine eyes. Would that thou had wit enough to scry the answer in mine.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' My beloved Shiva did once build a bridge 'twixt man and dragon - a bridge which thy treacherous forefathers saw fit to tear down, as thou well knowest.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Thinkest thou Nidhogg was alone in despairing at the murder of our brood-sister? Thinkest thou mine own soul did not cry out for vengeance? Know then that upon that accursed day, my heart did wither in my breast, and thy kind became unto me harbingers of despair.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' 'Tis only Shiva's gentle dream that preventeth me from flying at Nidhogg's shoulder. Be grateful that I swore to abjure aggression ere I consumed her.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' I permit my children to offer or deny thee aid as they see fit; to warn thy people of my brood-brother's coming. That thou wouldst dare ask more of me but affirmeth thine incurable arrogance.

'''Alphinaud:''' We understand that in your despair at man's betrayal, you seek only the refuge of solitude.
'''Alphinaud:''' But despite your protestations of spent faith, do you not still nurture the smallest flame of hope?

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Perceivest thou such light in the dusk of mine existence?

'''Alphinaud:''' I do. If you claim I see falsely, then tell me: why did you consent to bear Ysayle upon your back?

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Ysayle... Piteous, deluded Ysayle. The child did lament her past sins, and sought to balance the scales with her remaining days. 'Twas her unquenchable passion, so alike to that of my beloved, which did spur me into flight.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' And for mine own part, I would countenance no longer the hands of evil men to use my brood-brother's eye for ill.

'''Alphinaud:''' So you do distinguish between those who acknowledge and repent their sins, and those who perpetuate them. Interesting.
'''Alphinaud:''' It seems to me that you have not, in fact, lost faith in mankind as a whole. Rather, you weigh our respective merits by how we allow the past to influence our future.

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Spare me thine idle sophistry. Even were there a mote of truth in thy reasoning, what of it? Wouldst thou have me slay mine own sibling to save a city of mortals?

'''Aymeric:''' Should we suffer ties of blood to bind our hands then? Nay. If the crime is one of unconscionable evil, we must needs condemn it—even should the transgressor be our closest kin.
'''Aymeric:''' When my father corrupted himself and his followers with the power of a primal, I beseeched the Warrior of Light to slay him—an act alike to patricide.
'''Aymeric:''' That he did not die by my hands matters little—if anything, it heaps greater disgrace upon my name. But had my father not fallen, he would have drawn countless thousands into a holy war of hellish proportions—which I hold the greater crime. Thus did I order his execution, sparing the lives of my people and yours.
'''Aymeric:''' Alas, your brother wyrm now prepares to murder those whom I sought to spare. What is more, he has taken my comrade's body for his own—but if I must slay my dearest friend to defeat my direst foe, I will not flinch from my duty!

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Thou wouldst strike down thy friend and, by example of thy righteousness, persuade me to break mine oath and kill my kindred?

'''Midgardsomr:''' Heed me, my child. The servants of Hydaelyn envision a different outcome. They intend salvation not only for Ishgard, but for the doomed dragonslayer as well.
'''Midgardsomr:''' Believest thou this shade to be Nidhogg returned? Is it not merely a manifestation of his vengeance—the shadow cast by thy blood-brother's rage? I would not command thee, but ponder well thy course lest it lead thee unto greater remorse...

'''< What will you say? >'''
'''< While this shade of vengeance remains, the future will ever be uncertain. >'''
'''< Help us save our companion. >'''
'''< ... >'''

'''''< While this shade of vengeance remains, the future will ever be uncertain. >'''''
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Nidhogg's transformation into rage incarnate is, in part, of mine own doing. I rendered unto him mine eye, and empowered his revenge thereby... But 'tis the purity of my brood-brother's wrath that lendeth him his all-surpassing might.

'''''< Help us save our companion. >'''''
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Thou wishest to rescue the dragoon from his fate along with all the rest? I do begin to see why Ysayle entrusted her hope unto thee. Thy purpose is pure. ...But so too is my brood-brother's wrath, and 'tis that which lendeth him his all-surpassing might.

'''''< ... >'''''
'''Hraesvelgr:''' What, no words for me, warrior? I take it thou art resolved to act whether I aid thee or no... Ha! I do admire thy determination.

'''(All)'''
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Hast thou the strength of will to stand against so terrible a shadow, I wonder? 'Twould seem I must put thee and thy companions to the proof.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' I shall await thee in the ruins wherein Ratatoskr once dwelled. Heed well the words of my children, and hasten thee to the place of thy trial!

===Speaking with Ser Aymeric===
'''Aymeric:''' I believe I spied a wyvern landing just outside the palace. It is doubtless one of the "children" of whom Hrasevelgr spoke.
'''Aymeric:''' Come, my friends; let us not keep our escort waiting.

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Aymeric:''' For the sake of Ishgard, I shall overcome whatever trial is placed before me. And I have no doubt that you will do the same, [Forename].

'''Alphinaud:''' Another day, another trial. Such ordeals must seem almost mundane to you by now. Would that I could say the same.

===Speaking with the imperious wyvern (Unlocking Sohr Khal)===
'''Imperious Wyvern:''' My broodmates and I will bear you to the place of your trial. Make your preparations.
'''(Optional)'''
'''Imperious Wyvern:''' Great Hraesvelgr honors you with this trial. Prepare to be sorely tested...

===Entering Sohr Khai===
====Duty Dialogue====
'''Chieftain Moglin:''' This is as far as you go, [Forename]!
You and your ridiculous name won't make it past me, kupo!
'''Chieftain Moglin:''' Kupopo... That's enough... You've made your point.
This isn't a fight to the death, kupo...

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Nidhogg will spare thee no clemency.
And thus neither must I.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Come, warrior. Show me what strength doth remain in thy frail mortal shell!
'''Hraesvelgr:''' The sky is the domain of dragons.
How wilt thou contend with such mastery?
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Thou art formidable...
But canst thou endure until the bitter end?
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Fight on, warrior! Press thy attack!
'''Hraesvelgr:''' ...Thy resolve hath withstood my scrutiny.
Mayhap there is hope to be had in one such as thee...

====Duty Support Dialogue====
'''Aymeric:''' Let us prove our worth, my friends!

'''Alphinaud:''' Aye, beyond a shadow of doubt!

'''Alphinaud:''' By the Twelve, it's Chieftain Moglin!

'''Aymeric:''' That he should be part of the trial...

'''Chieftain Moglin:''' This is as far as you go, [Forename]!
You and your ridiculous name won't make it past me, kupo!
'''Chieftain Moglin:''' Kupopo... That's enough... You've made your point.
This isn't a fight to the death, kupo...

'''Alphinaud:''' I didn't expect to face the moogles...

'''Aymeric:''' I pray they aren't too badly hurt.
'''Aymeric:''' <pant> The air is rather thin this high up...

'''Alphinaud:''' It isn't a race, so let us pace ourselves.
'''Alphinaud:''' The wyrm depicted on yonder crest...

'''Aymeric:''' Neither Hraesvelgr nor Nidhogg. It could only be Ratatoskr.

'''Alphinaud:''' A winged horse...and an enormous one at that!

'''Aymeric:''' There isn't much room to maneuver. Have care!

'''Alphinaud:''' That creature was truly fearsome in motion...

'''Aymeric:''' Thankfully we managed to rein it in.

'''Alphinaud:''' Good heavens, what a majestic place...

'''Aymeric:''' I daresay we are come to Ratatoskr's sanctuary.

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Thou hast weathered my trial thus far...but I am not convinced.
I will try thy limits.

'''Aymeric:''' We will win you over, Hraesvelgr. Mark my words.

'''Alphinaud:''' What awaits, I wonder...

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Nidhogg will spare thee no clemency.
And thus neither must I.

'''Alphinaud:''' Pray watch over us, Ysayle!

'''Hraesvelgr:''' Come, warrior. Show me what strength doth remain in thy frail mortal shell!

'''Aymeric:''' All that I have, I shall bring to bear!

'''Hraesvelgr:''' The sky is the domain of dragons.
How wilt thou contend with such mastery?
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Thou art formidable...
But canst thou endure until the bitter end?
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Fight on, warrior! Press thy attack!
'''Hraesvelgr:''' ...Thy resolve hath withstood my scrutiny.
Mayhap there is hope to be had in one such as thee...

====Post Duty Cutscene====
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Even bereft of an eye, my brood-brother was a fearsome foe indeed.

'''(If completed Dragoon job quests)'''
'''Hraesvelgr:''' But having tasted thy strength firsthand, full well can I imagine how thou didst bring him low. The dread title of “Azure Dragoon” is no empty appellation.

'''(If did not)'''
'''Hraesvelgr:''' But having tasted thy strength firsthand, I do begin to see how thou didst bring him low. Hydaelyn chooseth Her servants well.

'''(All)'''
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Very well. I shall trust in the seed of man one last time. By thy deeds shall the flickering hope that lingereth yet within my heart be kindled anew...or extinguished forever.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' That you yet stand is ready proof of your determination, mortals.
'''Hraesvelgr:''' Let us fight as allies, then, and together banish my brood-brother's vengeful shade. On my oath, the wrath that once was Nidhogg shall meet its end!
'''Hraesvelgr:''' This I swear on the memory of my beloved Shiva, and on the soul of lost Ysayle...

'''(Optional)'''
'''Aymeric:''' Countless times have I fought the minions of Nidhogg, but never did I imagine that I would one day face Hraesvelgr himself.

===Speaking with Alphinaud (Cutscene)===
'''Alphinaud:''' Oh...ohhh... Oh, my poor ribs... That was a painful reminder of a great wyrm's might....

'''Aymeric:''' And had he truly meant us harm, we would not be standing here now. Plainly his intent was to teach. His onslaught forced me to recall my training - about the speed of the dragon, his balance, his blind spots.... It was, in short, a very thorough lesson.

'''Moglin:''' Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow...kupo. [Forename],let me begin by congratulating you on the completion of your trial.
'''Moglin:''' For one with a name more befitting a jester, you fight with the savagery of a rabid demon.
'''Moglin:''' Do you see how my wings are kinked? Even my pom aches! After this drubbing, I fear my loyal subjects will have to bear the load of my personal chores for quite some time, kupo. Possibly indefinitely.

'''Moghan:''' What!? When I told you about [Forename]'s trial, I didn't mean for the ''rest of us'' to suffer...

'''Moglin:''' ...That's ''triple'' shifts for you, Moghan.

'''Moghan:''' <splutter> ''Triple''!? But that's not fair!!!
There's no justice, kupo... None at all!

'''Alphinaud:''' Our negotiations proved rather more strenuous than I had anticipated, but the results seem well worth the effort.

'''Aymeric:''' The battle was indeed hard-won. Thank you, my friends─I would never have earned Hraesvelgr's cooperation had you not seen fit to grant me yours.
'''Aymeric:''' 'Twas your stalwart heroism that moved the great wyrm at the last. Any gratitude I can offer is but poor reward for your continued service to Ishgard.

'''Alphinaud:''' 'Twould seem our final reckoning with the dread wyrm is at hand. I only wish we had some inkling as to when he means to strike.
'''Alphinaud:''' Oh gods!

'''Midgardsormr:''' The cry heraldeth his coming. Nidhogg's shade hath taken wing.

'''Aymeric:''' It has begun. We must away to Ishgard!

Let Me Gubal That for You

2025-06-27T01:41:10Z

BenjaminGeiger: Added Trivia section.

{{Quest infobox
| title = Let Me Gubal That for You
| description = Midnight Dew reckons you're the right man for the job
| image = Let_Me_Gubal_That_for_You.png
| quest-giver = Midnight Dew
| location = Idyllshire
| location-x = 5.5
| location-y = 6.6
| type = feature
| quest-line =
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 60
| req-quest = Heavensward (Quest)
| req-items = 1 Leather-bound Tome
| requirements =
| exp = 0
| gil = 5000
| mettle =
| reward(1-10) =
| overridereward(1-10) =
| reward-opt(1-8) =
| overridereward-opt(1-8) =
| unlocks = dg The Great Gubal Library (Hard)
| prev-quest =
| next-quest =
| patch = 3.4
| release = Heavensward
| id-gt = 67922
| id-edb = f2385071f87
}} __NOTOC__
==Walkthrough==
Despite the (Hard) in the name, the dungeon is not actually more difficult than any other story-mode dungeon. It is easily completed blind with the Duty Finder.

==Steps==
*Rendezvous with [[Midnight Dew]] at [[the Great Gubal Library]].
*Retrieve the [[Leather-bound Tome|leather-bound tome]] from [[the Great Gubal Library (Hard)]].
*Deliver the [[Leather-bound Tome|leather-bound tome]] to [[Midnight Dew]] in [[Idyllshire]].

==Journal==
*Midnight Dew reckons you're the right woman/man for the job.

*Midnight Dew's eyes light up at your arrival. As the Roegadyn tells it, she's been charged with finding a willing and able adventurer to brave the halls of the Great Gubal Library to retrieve a certain leather-bound tome from the forbidden vaults on its uppermost floors. Complicating matters is a carelessly cast-open door, through which a host of voidsent and other unpleasant vistors have invited themselves in. Having heard the tales of your past exploits, Midnight Dew is convinced you'd be uniquely suited to sweeping the place clean and returning with the tome in question. Should you be willing to offer your services, make for the Dravanian hinterlands and rendezvous with her in front of the library's entrance.

*Heartened by your eagerness to lend your aid, Midnight Dew provides you with directions to the portal that will lead you directly to the forbidden archives. What extradimensional terrors lurk within? What is the nature of this tome that Midnight Dew's undisclosed client seeks? Will the adventure ever be the same without your stalwart, swish-swish-arooing companion Broomsy? The answers to all these questions and more lie within.

*You emerge from the halls of the Great Gubal Library with an ancient leather-bound tome in hand. Deliver it to Midnight Dew in Idyllshire, and hope that it is indeed the one her client seeks.

*Upon receiving the tome, a delighted Midnight Dew who promptly summons her heretofore-anonymous client, now revealed as Yayake, receptionist of the Thaumaturges' Guild. The bookish Lalafell swiftly confirms that the impressive volume is indeed that which she sought─to wit, a comprehensive catalogue of all the works of wisdom housed within the cavernous library's countless shelves. She further explains that recovering this index was but the first step in a grand plan to renovate the library, that it might once again serve as a center of learning for scholars the realm over. With a somewhat-concerning aside regarding destructive magicks she hopes to master with the library's resources at her disposal, she offers you her gratitude and due recompense for your efforts.

==Dialogue==
===Accepting the Quest===
'''Midnight Dew:''' Now, ''here's'' the adventurer I was lookin' for! I've got a job that needs doin', and somethin' tells me you'd be just the one to do it.
'''Midnight Dew:''' Now, stop me if I've got this wrong, but a little bird told me that you'd been in and out of the Great Gubal Library─an' that a walkin', talkin' ''broom'' of all things showed you the way in.
'''Midnight Dew:''' Well, I suppose the latter bit's neither here nor there. Long story short, a certain personage has somethin' they want from that library─a hefty leather-bound tome, to be exact─and they've tasked me with findin' the right woman/man to retrieve it.
'''Midnight Dew:''' There's just one rub. Seems some heedless interloper─mind you, I'm not lookin' to point fingers here─left the door to the forbidden vaults wide open, allowin' what seems like every voidsent and ensorcelled abomination in the ''Encyclopedia Eorzea'' to saunter right in. A right mess, I'm sure you agree.
'''Midnight Dew:''' Fortunately, the strappin' lad standin' in front of me knows the place like the back of his hand. I just need you to make like your broom friend, sweep out the nasties, and retrieve the tome for my client. Simple enough, right? I'll meet you there.
'''(Optional)'''
'''Midnight Dew:''' I don't much see the merit of a talkin' broom. More swishin', less yappin', I say. But enough about that─when you're ready to head into the library to retrieve that book for my client, just say the word an' head on over. I'll catch up with you there.

===Rendezvousing with Midnight Dew at the Great Gubal Library===
'''Midnight Dew:''' Ah, there you are. Good to see a woman/man who doesn't shy away from a challenge. You'll see a sturdy-lookin' door just ahead and to your left. That'd be the entrance to the forbidden vaults.
'''Midnight Dew:''' This is as far as I can take you─it's in my contract, you see. Anyhow, my client and I are both countin' on you to retrieve that tome. Watch your back in there, and try to keep it down─it ''is'' a library, after all.
'''(Optional)'''
'''Midnight Dew:''' You'll find the entrance to the vaults just ahead and to your left. My client and I are both countin' on you to retrieve that tome, so watch your back in there. And try to keep it down─it ''is'' a library, after all.

===Retrieving the leather-bound tome from the Great Gubal Library (Hard)===
====Dungeon Dialogue====
'''Strix:''' You are unwelcome here. This you know...yet your thirst for knowledge brings you nonetheless. I would be happy to oblige!
'''Strix:''' Yes, I believe this is the perfect volume for you...
'''Strix:''' What's this one? "Theories on the Existence of River Imps"...? That's piqued my interest!
'''Strix:''' Behold this collection of grimoires of legend! Feel their power and puissance, and let it fill you with rapturous pleasure... then DIE!

'''Behemoth Ward:''' Grrroooaaarrrgh!

'''Strix:''' Your thirst for knowledge is still not sated? Then take this tome! And this one! Take ALL of them!

===Delivering the leather–bound tome to Midnight Dew in Idyllshire (Cutscene)===
'''Midnight Dew:''' Well, look who's back─and lookin' none the worse for wear, I might add. Well? What did you find in there?
'''''<Hand Over Leather–bound Tome>'''''
====Cutscene Start====
'''Midnight Dew:''' And there it is! Or at least I think it is─to tell you the truth, those old, dusty tomes are all the same to me. Still, it certainly ''looks'' impressive, which I reckon should count for somethin'.
'''Midnight Dew:''' Anyhow, I'd best get the one person who can tell us one way or another. Don't go wanderin' off─I'll be right back.

====If player is a Black Mage====
'''Yayake:''' Ah, [Forename]! When Midnight Dew informed me that an adventurer of impressive talents had managed to secure the tome for us, I surmised at once that it must be you.
'''Yayake:''' After all, such a task would surely prove beyond the abilities of any ordinary woman/man. But for our very own avatar of devastation? ''That'' is another story.

====If player is a Thaumaturge====
'''Yayake:''' Well, I'll be! Midnight Dew informed me that an adventurer of impressive talents had managed to recover the tome for us, but it is with some surprise that I find you here, [Forename]. '''Yayake:''' Truth be told, a part of me feared the task might prove too daunting. Had I known that one of our own initiates was on the job, it would have done much to put my mind at ease.

====If player is neither====
'''Yayake:''' ...And you must be the adventurer who procured the tome at our behest. I am Yayake of the Thaumaturges' Guild, and on behalf of my eminent colleagues, I thank you.

====All====
'''Yayake:''' But let us not get ahead of ourselves. Pray let me see this volume you have retrieved, that I might confirm that it is the selfsame tome that we have so long sought.
'''Yayake:''' ''Of Fiends and Faeries'', ''One Thousand and One Immolation Incantations'', ''Out of the Void: A Catalogue of Extradimensional Visitors and Preferred Methods for Their Extermination''...
'''Yayake:''' Gods be good, it's finally ours─the Great Gubal Library index!

'''Midnight Dew:''' ''Index''...? You mean this book you've been searchin' so hard for is just some oversized list of...other books?

'''Yayake:''' ''Just'' a list of books!? Why, this is a comprehensive catalogue of each and every tome and epistle housed within the single greatest repository of knowledge this realm has ever known!
'''Yayake:''' The Sharlayans built this bastion of erudition and scholarly inquiry that Eorzea might benefit from wisdom compiled through the ages, only to see its treasures gather dust, their pages seen by none but the monstrosities that now haunt its halls. We would see the library restored to its former glory, and ascertaining the full breadth and scope of its contents is a modest─but most necessary─first step.

'''Midnight Dew:''' If the library were rebuilt, we'd see aspirin' scholars flock in from all corners of Eorzea─which would go a long way to buildin' Idyllshire into a real town. Whatever me and mine can do to lend a helpin' hand, you just say the word!

'''Yayake:''' That is most heartening, indeed. Doubtless the reconstruction process will entail no small amount of menial labor in addition to the more intellectual duties that will be seen to by my colleagues and me.
'''Yayake:''' Why, to think of the ever-surpassing heights of sheer destructive power that we might one day achieve has my hands simply shaking in anticipation. The road ahead will be long, but thanks to you, we take our first steps down it. Pray take this as a token of my gratitude.

==Trivia==

The title of the quest is likely a reference to the [https://knowyourmeme.com/memes/sites/let-me-google-that-for-you-lmgtfy Let Me Google That For You] (or "LMGTFY") single-serving site that became a meme in the late 2000s.

An Engineering Enterprise

2025-06-22T09:52:23Z

BenjaminGeiger: /* Cutscene start */ Typo fix.

{{Quest infobox
| title = An Engineering Enterprise
| image = An Engineering Enterprise Image.png
| description = [[Alphinaud]] appears relieved to be standing on solid ground once more.
| quest-giver = Alphinaud
| location = The Pillars
| location-x = 14
| location-y = 11
| type = main scenario
| quest-line = Heavensward Main Scenario Quests
| level = 57
| req-items =
| exp = 52260
| gil = 533
| prev-quest = One Good Turn
| next-quest = Aetherial Trail
| patch = 3.0
| release = Heavensward
| msq-index = 316
| id-gt = 67186
| id-edb = 549db692bbc
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Aymeric]] at the [[Seat of the Lord Commander]].

*Speak with [[Tataru]].

==Journal==
*[[Alphinaud]] has called a meeting to discuss how [[Azys Lla]]'s defenses might be breached. Proceed to the [[Congregation of Our Knights Most Heavenly]], and speak with the guardsman within to be admitted to the [[Seat of the Lord Commander]].

*[[Cid]] believes that it may be possible to pierce the barrier surrounding Azys Lla by mounting a ram of condensed aether on the ''Enterprise''. There is just one problem: he has not the faintest idea how to make one. Apparently, designing such a device would require the expertise of a true authority in the field -- an authority such as an [[Archon]]. Even as Alphinaud laments their absence, [[Edmont]] recalls a discussion he had with [[Tataru]], wherein she claimed to have acquired a clue pointing to the whereabouts of one of your missing comrades. Make your way to the [[Forgotten Knight]] and trouble her for the particulars.

*Tataru confirms that she has made progress in the search for the Archons. Hearing this, you cannot help but smile. With your lost friends at your side, surely nothing will prevent you from reaching Azys Lla.

==Dialogue==
====Optional Dialogue====
'''Cid:''' For every day I spend in the sky, it feels as though I spend a week on the ground.

===Accepting the Quest===
'''Alphinaud:''' Assuming Cid is correct—and I have no reason to think that he is not—the Vanu's key is required to pass through the barrier protecting Azys Lla.
'''Alphinaud:''' But even without it, we must find a way to reach the isle. I shall have everyone convene at the Seat of the Lord Commander, that we might discuss how best to proceed.
'''Alphinaud:''' As before, make yourself known to the guardsman when you arrive, and he will show you in.

===Speaking with Aymeric at the Seat of the Lord Commander===
'''Temple Knight Guard:''' Ah, you are returned! Ser Aymeric and the others await you within!

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Count Edmont de Fortemps:''' Welcome back, my friend, and pray forgive me my earlier display. I grieve for my son still, and shall continue to do so, but I have resolved to be strong. It is what he would have wanted.

'''Alphinaud:''' Though we know little and less of Azys Lla, one thing is plain: the archbishop and the Garleans cannot be allowed to avail themselves of its secrets.

'''Cid:''' I swear, wherever there's an Allagan ruin, there's trouble just waiting to happen. I suppose that why they erected such damnably convoluted defenses around ''everything''...

'''Lucia:''' If the Empire has an interest in Azys Lla, we have all the more reason to hurry. I would not see its secrets fall into the hands of either the archbishop ''or'' the Emperor.

====Cutscene start====
'''Cid:''' ...In summary, the isle owes its lofty position to the industry of the Allagans. And we can be all but certain that the archbishop and his cronies are enjoying the view from its top.

'''Aymeric:''' I see.

'''Cid:''' If we are to join them, we will first need to pass through the isle's aetheric barrier - which is, alas, more powerful than most. Powerful enough to make a mess of a perfectly good airship, at any rate...
'''Cid:''' As far as I can gather, the barrier mechanism draws aether from the surrounding environment, and polarizes its elemental aspect to produce what is, in effect, a wall of lightning.

'''Alphinaud:''' It seems plain that without the Vanu's key, any attempt to reach the isle will end in failure.

'''Cid:''' Alas, the key was careless enough to leave without us, and I don't think the Vanu keep a spare.

'''Aymeric:''' Master Garlond - based on your experience, is there no other way that we might breach the barrier?

'''Cid:''' Well, in the past, we've beaten similar barriers by nullifying them with elemental converters.
'''Cid:''' But the one we're up against this time dwarfs aught we've encountered before. The ''Enterprise'' simply isn't large enough to bear the requisite amount of crystals.

'''Alphinaud:''' I am reminded of the quantity needed to nullify Leviathan's command of the sea... A veritable mountain of crystals that could only be borne by lashing two galleons together to form a "twin vessel" scarcely able to propel itself, much less fly.

'''Cid:''' That said, we're not without options. If it isn't feasible to nullify the barrier, we might try ''piercing'' it.

'''Aymeric:''' How?

'''Cid:''' We create a ram of condensed aether and mount it on my ship. There's just one problem - I don't have the faintest idea how to build one. It's going to take a true authority in the field, I reckon.

'''Alphinaud:''' Would that the Archons were still with us...

'''Count Edmont de Fortemps:''' But yesterday evening, I chanced to find Mistress Tataru in unusually high spirits. Assuming I understood her excited ramblings correctly, she has acquired a clue pointing to the whereabouts of one such individual.

'''Alphinaud:''' An Archon!? Truly!?

'''Cid:''' Hah, fortune favors the righteous, eh? Well then, let's not waste any time. While you go and look for our missing friend, I'll work on modifying the ''Enterprise''. Her hull will need reinforcing to bear the punishment, not to mention a mount for the ram.
'''Cid:''' Just you wait, my pretty - by the time I'm finished, you'll be an airship reborn!

====Optional Dialogue====
'''Alphinaud:''' She may not spend her days slaying primals, but Tataru is no less a Scion than you or me. Full oft has her knack for acquiring information proven vital in our endeavors.

===Speaking with Tataru===
'''Tataru:''' Welcome back, [Forename]! How goes the mission? Did you manage to catch up with the archbishop and his cronies?
'''Tataru:''' So, you finally arrived at Azys Lla...only to find your way barred by some sort of barrier... Typical.
'''Tataru:''' But it's not all bad news! I've made progress in the search for our friends! Don't worry, [Forename] - we'll get to Azys Lla yet!

Thousand Needle

2025-06-19T02:59:20Z

BenjaminGeiger: Added Trivia section.

{{Weapon infobox
| name = Thousand Needle
| icon = thousand needle icon1.png
| requires = weaver
| type = needle
| level = 43
| ilvl = 43
| rarity = white
| attributes = {{attribute increase|craftsmanship|74|84}}{{attribute increase|control|42|48}}
| physical-damage = 24
| physical-damage-hq = 24
| magic-damage =
| magic-damage-hq =
| autoattack = 22.40
| autoattack-hq = 22.40
| delay = 2.80
| delay-hq = 2.80
| dps = 8
| dps-hq = 8
| flavor-text =
| race =
| gender =
| cost = 4,028 {{gil}}
| value = 83
| value-hq = 92
| seals =
| repair = Goldsmith
| npc-repair =
| materia-slots = 1
| adv-melding =
| unique =
| untradable =
| unsellable =
| convertible = y
| dyeable =
| projectable = y
| desynthesizable = y
| desynth-level = 43.00
| crest-worthy =
| storable =
| collectable =
| patch = 2.0
| release = a realm reborn
| id-edb = 0ab32c2d7f8
| id-gt = 2452
}} __NOTOC__
==Acquisition==
===Purchase===
{{vendor list}}
===Crafting Recipe===
{{Recipe
| source = class
| sheet =
| type = Weaver's Primary Tool
| class = Goldsmith
| level = 43
| rank =
| durability = 80
| difficulty = 155
| max-quality = 1580
| yield = 1
| quick-synthesis =
| qs-craftsmanship =
| hq =
| craftsmanship =
| craftsmanship-rec = 150
| control =
| control-rec =
| aspect =
| specialization =
| ingredient1 = 1 Cactuar Needle
| ingredient2 = 1 Basilisk Whetstone
| ingredient3 = 5 Wind Shard
| ingredient4 = 5 Fire Shard
}}

===Quests===
{{quest list header|item-rewards=y}}
{{quest list row|The Intervention}}
{{table footer}}

==Images==
<gallery heights=200px mode=packed>
File:Thousand Needle.png
File:Thousand Needle drawn.png
</gallery>

==Trivia==

The name of this item is likely a wink toward ''World of Warcraft'''s [https://wowpedia.fandom.com/wiki/Thousand_Needles "Thousand Needles" zone].

We Fought a Dzu

2025-06-13T22:02:08Z

BenjaminGeiger: Added Trivia section.

{{FATE infobox
| title = We Fought a Dzu
| description = Numerous are the legends that tell of Dzu-Teh─a yeti as tall as the Craving Tree and as fast as the Swiftrun River. With a temper as hot as the waters of Dragonspit and a heart as cold as the rime-locked Ashpool. With hair as white as the flour once ground at the Gorgagne Mills and... In other words, he must needs be slain.
| starting-npc =
| location = Coerthas Western Highlands
| location-x = 20.0
| location-y = 33.0
| type = notorious monster
| level = 51
| duration = 30
| req-items =
| exp = 10,705
| gil = 102
| bicolor gemstone =
| seals = 293
| mettle =
| item-reward1 = 1 Behemoth Earring
| item-reward2 = 1 A Day at the Dzu
| prev-fate =
| next-fate =
| patch = 3.0
| release = heavensward
| id-gt = 793
}}

==Guide==
===[[File:Aggressive difficulty r1.png|link=]] [[Dzu-Teh]]===
* '''Buffet''' is a telegraphed, dodgable 120° cone AoE in front of Dzu-Teh.
* '''Northerlies''' is a telegraphed, dodgable small cone AoE in front of Dzu-Teh. It inflicts those hit by it with a removable {{status effect|slow}} '''[[Slow]]''' debuff for 10 seconds.
* Throughout the fight, 3 additional [[Silver Wolf|Silver Wolves]] will spawn and run towards the main group, attacking whoever is closest first.

== Notes ==
It isn't vulnerable to {{status effect|doom}} [[Doom (status effect)|Doom]].

==Trivia==

The title of this FATE is a reference to [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/We_Bought_a_Zoo_(book) the 2008 book ''We Bought a Zoo''] and [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/We_Bought_a_Zoo its 2011 movie adaptation of the same name].