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Void Theory

2026-06-04T15:32:27Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ added linebreaks to Y'shtola's spell

{{Quest infobox
| title = Void Theory
| description = [[Y'shtola]] is eager to depart for the vault.
| image = Void Theory.png
| quest-giver = Y'shtola
| related-npcs = Estinien; Nidhana; Varshahn; Veteran Radiant
| location = Thavnair
| location-x = 12
| location-y = 22
| type = main scenario
| quest-line = Post-Endwalker Main Scenario Quests
| journal-section = Main Scenario
| journal-category = Post-Endwalker Main Scenario Quests
| journal-genre = Newfound Adventure Quests
| sortkey = 627
| level = 90
| exp = 49728
| gil = 1044
| unlocks =
| reward-opt1 = 1 Lunar Envoy's Accessories of Aiming Coffer (IL 630)
| reward-opt2 = 1 Lunar Envoy's Accessories of Casting Coffer (IL 630)
| reward-opt3 = 1 Lunar Envoy's Accessories of Fending Coffer (IL 630)
| reward-opt4 = 1 Lunar Envoy's Accessories of Healing Coffer (IL 630)
| reward-opt5 = 1 Lunar Envoy's Accessories of Slaying Coffer (IL 630)
| prev-quest = Restricted Reading
| next-quest = A Satrap's Duty
| release = endwalker
| patch = 6.1
| id-edb = dc7fb00924b
| id-gt = 70070
| msq-index = 815
}}

==Steps==
* Speak with the [[veteran Radiant]].
* Speak with [[Nidhana]].
* Stand guard at the designated location.

==Journal==
*Y'shtola is eager to depart for the vault.

*Y'shtola has returned from the city with not only Varshahn, but also Estinien in tow. Wondering what ominous danger the Archon might be expecting, you set off for Akyaali, and the vessel waiting to bear your little group to the ruins in the Bounty.

*As promised, you find a ship moored at Akyaali. You board without further delay and depart for the vault, Y'shtola's quiet focus offset somewhat by Nidhana's infectious enthusiasm.
**※In the event that you leave Weaver's Warding, you may re-enter by speaking with the veteran Radiant in Akyaali.

*Announcing her intention to test the efficacy of the warding scale against the corrupting influence of the Thirteenth, Y'shtola summons forth two nixies with an unexpectedly light-hearted ritual. The Archon then embeds the talisman within one of the diminutive familiars before sending both through the gate into the void. For your part, you are charged with standing guard while the experiment is in progress, lest hostile entities attempt to slip through the open portal.

*Judging the experiment has gone on long enough, Y'shtola recalls her nixies from the shadowy realm beyond. The results are plain─while the warded familiar appears unaffected, its unprotected comrade has already begun to transform into a creature of the void. Y'shtola notes that, although G'raha Tia's hypothesis appears to be correct, the talisman will require augmentation to withstand the relentless influence of the Thirteenth.

*A question from Estinien prompts a brief lecture on the nature of the void, a world plunged into an eternal darkness when the Ascians failed catastrophically in their efforts to force a Rejoining. You add to the explanation, sharing your own memories of the Thirteenth and the aether-starved monstrosities which stalk its sunless expanse. Varshahn considers these horrors good reason to discourage your expedition, but something in his demeanor suggests he feels otherwise in his heart of hearts...

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
'''Y'shtola:''' Look who I came across. Estinien seemed in need of diversion, and we, in turn, may have need of his lance...
'''Y'shtola:''' Right, then. Now that our little party is assembled, let us make our way to the ruins.
'''Estinien:''' Will we have need of Matsya's boat again?
'''Varshahn:''' Not this time. Once Y'shtola informed me of our destination, I arranged for a vessel to be made ready at Akyaali.
'''Y'shtola:''' Your Excellency is ever the gracious host. Shall we?

-quest accepted

-optional start
'''Y'shtola:''' Onto the boat, if you please. We can chat on the way there.

'''Estinien:''' 'Tis likely not needed with Vrtra along, but I held onto the map against the chance we might return to the ruins.

'''Varshahn:''' You need not keep your weapons close at hand. The guardians will not attack if I am present, so I pray you leave them be...

'''Nidhana:''' And all this time I thought the tales of Alzadaal's hoard were no more than drunken sailors' fancies!
-optional end

===Speak with the veteran Radiant.===
Veteran Radiant: The ship is yours to command.
Varshahn: Our thanks. We set sail at once.
Nidhana: Oh, this is so exciting! Alzadaal's Legacy─to see the truth of a legend with mine own eyes!
Veteran Radiant: All aboard for the treasure vault!

Question: Proceed to Weaver's Warding? (Yes/No)

-optional start
'''Y'shtola:''' Poor Vrtra─he really should have spoken with Estinien before we left. I shudder to think what we've cost them in terms of construct materials...

'''Estinien:''' I thought we cleared this place of constructs the last time we came through. 'Twould seem a few stragglers remained.

'''Varshahn:''' ...He laid waste to them ere I could utter a single word. <sigh>
-optional end

===Speak with Nidhana.===
:[[File:Void Theory quest.jpg|500px|right]]
-voiced cutscene start
'''Nidhana:''' The ruins alone were impressive enough, but I never dreamed such a treasure lay hidden in the depths of the Bounty...
'''Nidhana:''' It may have been helpful to know this device existed, Your Excellency.
'''Varshahn:''' My apologies...the gate was a secret I shared with none but my closest advisors. I feared for what might happen should those with ill intentions learn of its existence.
''Y'shtola kneels by the ingredients.''
'''Estinien:''' What is it you're doing now?
'''Y'shtola:''' There is something I wish to verify.
'''Y'shtola:''' The NOAH reports claim that a short stint into the void carries little risk of aetheric imbalance.
'''Y'shtola:''' Should one suffer an injury, however, or if one's expedition drags on longer than intended, that risk becomes significantly greater.
'''Y'shtola:''' G'raha theorized that a warding scale would confer protection form the void's corrupting influence... But I would prefer to test that hypothesis before we set foot in the Thirteenth ourselves.
'''Estinien:''' So...this is an experiment of sorts.
'''Y'shtola:''' Yes. An experiment... Tell me: how would ''you'' go about testing the efficacy of the warding scale?

Question: What will you say?
> Might as well go myself.
'''Estinien:''' And how would you do that? The gate is still too small for any of us to pass through.
'''Y'shtola:''' Estinien is correct. Which is why I've elected to send a familiar in our stead.
> (Say nothing and look meaningfully at Estinien.)
'''Estinien:''' What? Why are you looking at me like that? Surely you'd not expect me to wriggle through that tiny portal?
'''Y'shtola:''' We needn't attempt anything so drastic. A small familiar should serve well enough.
> Maybe send a familiar?
'''Y'shtola:''' Very good. I see you've been paying attention.
---

'''Y'shtola:''' As Vrtra sent his simulacrum, so too shall we rely on a familiar to bear the brunt of any unpleasant consequences.
'''Y'shtola:''' Now, a lowly imp can navigate a fissure, no matter how narrow.
'''Y'shtola:''' Which means an arcane entity of similar stature should be able to manage the same.
'''Y'shtola:''' I hadn't wanted it to come to this...but no other familiars will do, I'm afraid.
'''Estinien:''' I mislike the sound of that. What manner of fiend does she mean to summon...?
''Y'shtola begins the summoning ritual.''
'''Y'shtola:''' From ocean rise and cloudbank form, From mountain spring and rainfall storm, From river flow and life be born...
'''Y'shtola:''' Water, water, froth and foam!♪
''The three ingredients turn into a water orb.''
'''Estinien:''' Ready your arms, I fear she's been possessed...
'''Nidhana:''' Oh come now, that was adorable!
''Two small nixies emerge.''
'''Nixie:''' Water, water, froth and foam!♪ Time to play
''Y'shtola's ears depress and she clenches her fists.''
'''Y'shtola:''' Though not my first choice, these familiars I conceived of as a child have the best chance of fitting through the gate.
'''Y'shtola:''' ... I only wish my younger self had considered a more dignified ending to the creation ritual.
'''Y'shtola:''' In any case, these two should serve us well.
'''Y'shtola:''' This one will bear a warding scale...
''Y'shtola gives one nixie a warding scale, spawning a barrier around it.''
'''Y'shtola:''' And when they return from the Thirteenth, we can observe how the talisman—or absence thereof—has affected the progress of the void's corruption.
'''Y'shtola:''' If I could impose upon you to open the gate, Your Excellency?
'''Varshahn:''' Ah, yes, of course...
'''Y'shtola:''' We should also be wary of voidsent slipping through while we conduct our experiment. Estinien, you are to keep Nidhana safe from harm.
'''Estinien:''' As you say...
'''Y'shtola:''' You had best be on your guard, as well.

Question: What will you say?
> I always am.
'''Y'shtola:''' And we are glad for it.
> Froth and foam!
'''Y'shtola:''' Oh? Are you volunteering to join the nixies? I could shrink you down, you know...
> ...
'''Y'shtola:''' Please, just...do me a favor, and forget you ever saw that.
---

'''Y'shtola:''' Let us begin, shall we?

''Varshahn unseals the container.''

'''Y'shtola:''' Nixies! Into the void!
'''x@Nixies:''' Water, water, froth and foam! Into shadowed realms we roam!

''The nixies enter the voidgate.''
-cutscene end

-optional start
'''Y'shtola:''' We need to wait for a time to ensure a meaningful result. Be patient, and keep watch for any intruders.

'''Estinien:''' I struggle to picture Y'shtola as a little girl. Easier to believe she sprang fully formed from one of Master Matoya's cauldrons.

'''Varshahn:''' Every time I come here, it reminds me of that dark portal above the Crystal Tower...and the final lash of Azdaja's tail as she plunged into the void.

'''Nidhana:''' Sisters save me, I will never see Y'shtola the same way again! “Froth and foam,” indeed!
-optional end

===Stand guard at the designated location.===
-voiced cutscene start
'''Y'shtola:''' I think we've waited long enough.
'''Y'shtola:''' Nixies! Return to my side!
''The two nixies re-emerge. One is unscathed while the other is corrupted by the void.''
'''Nixie:''' Water... Water... <splutter>
'''Y'shtola:''' Thank you, little one. You did well.
'''Nidhana:''' The poor thing. Its essence has been irrevocably warped...
''Several voidsent voices are simultaneously heard.''
'''x@Sinister Voice:''' Open! Open! OPEN!
'''Varshahn:''' We're out of time! I must reseal the voidgate!
''Voidsent begin emerging.''
'''Nidhana:''' They're coming through!
'''Varshahn:''' In the name of Alzadaal III... I bar this door unto the void!
''The voidgate is re-sealed.''
'''Nidhana:''' Well, that was a sharp lesson in the dangers of voidgates...
'''Estinien:''' And what of our experiment? I'd say the results speak for themselves.
'''Y'shtola:''' The unprotected nixie has suffered extensive aetheric corruption. As Nidhana observed, it's well on its way to becoming a voidsent.
'''Y'shtola:''' The one merged with the talisman, however, appears unaffected. I sense no changes to its equilibrium.
'''Y'shtola:''' Rest now, little ones.
''The nixies dissipate.''
'''Estinien:''' G'raha's theory was correct, then.
'''Y'shtola:''' So it would seem. But while our second familiar was untouched by void energies, the talisman itself shows signs of degradation.
'''Y'shtola:''' It was, of course, originally designed to shield the soul from primal tempering—it stands to reason that aetheric corruption of a different sort would affect it differently.
'''Y'shtola:''' We may need to modify the warding scale's design to account for the Thirteenth's uniquely unstable aether...
'''Estinien:''' You've said much of the void's instability, but my imagination fails me. What manner of place is this broken world?
'''Y'shtola:''' Ah, my apologies. I forget that not all of us spend our days sequestered in dusty archives.
'''Y'shtola:''' The Thirteenth is a reflection of the Source that was drowned in a flood of Darkness.
'''Y'shtola:''' In Emet-Selch's own words, this tragedy was a result of the Ascians' attempts to force a Rejoining. They erred in their haste, and made of that world a "useless void".
'''Y'shtola:''' You remember Unukalhai, the unusual child we met during our troubles with the Warring Triad? He explained the fate of the Thirteenth thus:
'''Y'shtola:''' The champions of that ill-fated world used the stone known as "auracite" to contain the power of primals.
'''Y'shtola:''' But those selfsame heroes were gradually corrupted by the auracite's bleeding energies, transforming into fiends with an endless hunger for aether.
'''Y'shtola:''' By the time anyone thought to oppose them, Light's strength had grown too feeble...and the balance of the Thirteenth tipped into eternal Darkness.

> If the player has completed the [[Void Quests]] in Shadowbringers
'''Y'shtola:''' It was Elidibus, as I recall, who rescued Unukalhai's spirit from his final battlefield.
'''Y'shtola:''' But I wonder if there were others whom the emissary saved from oblivion...

Question: What will you say?
>> The barmaid at the Wandering Stairs...
'''Y'shtola:''' The server... Cyella, wasn't it? And you say she was another of Elidibus's pawns?
'''Y'shtola:''' I see... so Cyella, or rather Cylva, was beguiled by the same dreams of heroism as Unukalhai.
>> Ardbert's companion, the elven swordswoman...
'''Y'shtola:''' Cylva? The adventurer who traveled with the Warriors of Light? And you say she was another of Elidibus's pawns?
'''Y'shtola:''' I see... So Cyella, or rather, Cylva, was beguiled by the same dreams of heroism as Unukalhai.
---
---

'''Y'shtola:''' And what of your own experience? Will you tell us of what you observed during NOAH's expedition?
'''Y'shtola:''' I can picture it now... The sunless, stygian expanse, infested with legions of aether-starved monstrocities. A void in every sense of the word.
'''Varshahn:''' What you have described in such lurid detail is exactly why I hesitate to encourage you.
'''Y'shtola:''' Worry not, great Vrtra—our journey into the Thirteenth is but the first leg of a longer voyage.
'''Y'shtola:''' A voyage that shall lead us to other reflections—to new mysteries and discoveries—and I mean to be there every step of the way.
'''Y'shtola:''' But first I must focus on refining the warding talisman...
'''Nidhana:''' Then I can begin work on constructing an artificial Atomos.
'''Nidhana:''' Or, I could if I had the relevant manuals to hand. Might I be so bold as to request access to the satrap's family archives?
''Varshahn stares at the ground.''
'''Nidhana:''' Ahem... Your Excellency?
'''Varshahn:''' Hm...? Oh! Yes, that can be arranged. I will speak to my officials upon our return.
'''Nidhana:''' We will see you back in the city, then!
-quest complete
-cutscene end
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=1zArSuA1-FU}}

Gentlemen at Heart

2026-05-31T17:09:01Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ adjusted to new template

{{Quest infobox
| title = Gentlemen at Heart
| description = Godbert is ready to lead you to Vanhudi's waiting pilot.
| image = Gentlemen_at_heart.png ‎
| quest-giver = Godbert
| related-npcs = Brandihild; Delion; Excitable Youth; Hildibrand; Julyan; Nashu Mhakaracca; Private Airship Pilot; PuPu; PuPu's Friend
| location = Thavnair
| location-x = 22
| location-y = 34
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 520
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 90
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp =
| gil = 4063
| reward1 = 1 UFO Identification Key
| reward2 = 1 A Gentleman to Walk with Me Orchestrion Roll
| unlocks = tr The Gilded Araya, ach Identified Flying Gentlemen, ngp Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures (New Game+)
| prev-quest = Of Duplicity and Duplication
| next-quest = Resonating with Perfection, The Case of the Displaced Inspector
| release = endwalker
| patch = 6.55
| id-gt = 70336
| id-edb = 3020f774bb4
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with the private airship pilot.
*Confront [[Asura]] on the [[The Gilded Araya]].
*Speak with [[Delion]].

==Journal==
*Godbert is ready to lead you to Vanhudi's waiting pilot.

*Hildibrand and the others listen patiently as Godbert explains where they are to board Vanhudi's private airship. The pilot should be awaiting the Mandervilles' arrival atop the rise just south of Kadjaya's Footsteps.

*The pilot ferries you directly to Vanhudi's abode, where the affluent merchant welcomes you with open arms. Vanhudi remains unrepentant in the face of Hildibrand's scornful accusations, even going so far as to invite you to join his wildly ambitious scheme to conquer the entire world. Disappointed yet unsurprised by your refusal, he puts into motion a contingency plan prepared far in advance. It transpires that hidden caches of crystals and the faith of his cloned selves shall provide the aetherial fuel for a summoning ritual then and there, for anyone who stands against him is an obstacle to be removed─in your case, a task he entrusts to the sixfold blades of divine Asura.

※The Gilded Araya can be accessed via the Duty Finder.
*You cross swords with the primal Asura, a mockery of the Manusya deity of battle, and emerge triumphant. The time has come for Vanhudi to face the consequences of his unbridled greed.

※In the event that you leave the area, you may return by speaking with PuPu on the Perfumed Rise.
*After witnessing the fall of his primal champion, Vanhudi attempts to flee, only to be foiled when his airship is shot down by a familiar-looking alien starship. This vessel belongs to PuPu's missing friend, who had been deceived by the avaricious merchant─and as a result determined that the people of Etheirys cannot be trusted. The alien thus declares his intention to subjugate the world, beginning with Hildibrand and company.

*PuPu uses his own starship to fend off the rampaging extraterrestrial, and the counterattack unintentionally breaches his opponent's reactor core. Realizing that the craft is primed for a violent explosion, Brandihild manipulates the ship's external controls to fly it high into the air before it detonates in spectacular fashion. In light of Brandihild's heroics, PuPu's comrade has a change of heart, becoming convinced that peaceful coexistence on Etheirys is possible after all.

*Hildibrand assures everyone that his hardy clone will be just fine, then turns his attention to PuPu's damaged starship...which promptly malfunctions, abducts the frantic inspector, then takes off into the distance at a ludicrous rate of speed. Unperturbed by this typical turn of events and content to leave Vanhudi to the mercy of the Radiant Host, Godbert suggests a return to Radz-at-Han.
*Having received the answers to his weaponsmithing questions, Godbert bids you rejoin his High Crucible endeavor at your earliest convenience. Meanwhile, the aliens who provided said answers offer their own farewells as they set off to explore the wide world they now call home. Last but not least, Delion thanks you for helping him find the truth behind his outlandish conspiracies, before immediately rushing off in search of some new mystery to misinterpret. One only wonders what became of the inspectors after fate propelled them along their separate celestial trajectories...

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>

===Accepting the quest ===
-optional start
Delion: The inspector's mother is as monstrously strong as the Manderville men. Except...that doesn't make any sense...

PuPu: All this talk of threats and deceit has me worried...

Brandihild: I am given to understand that, while identical in appearance, the craft belonging to Master PuPu's comrade is equipped with more advanced technology.

Nashu Mhakaracca: That was a smashing hit, [Forename]!

Julyan: Good to see you, [Forename]. And good to see yer still keepin' company with our darlin' boy!
Julyan: That blocky lad a new friend of yers? Smooth off the edges and he'd be the spittin' image of our Hildy.

Godbert: I was hesitant to put stock in the unsavory rumors I'd heard, but this unprovoked attack on the port would seem to be incontrovertible proof of Vanhudi's villainy...

-optional end

Godbert: Shall we be on our way? We're to meet Vanhudi's pilot atop the rise just south of Kadjaya's Footsteps.

-quest accepted

===Speaking with the Private Airship Pilot===

-cutscene start

Private Airship Pilot: Lord Godbert, Lady Julyan...
Private Airship Pilot: And...entourage?

Godbert: Pray excuse our presumptuousness. My son and his companions insisted they come along, desperate as they were to meet with the illustrious Master Vanhudi.

Private Airship Pilot: I see... One moment, if you please.
Private Airship Pilot: Lord Vanhudi should be glad to welcome you all to his home. Pray step aboard and I shall take you there directly.

Vanhudi: Welcome, honored guests, to my humble abode! I trust the view is to your liking? Since you traveled all the way from distant Ul'dah, a pleasant backdrop to our talks was the least I could provide.
Vanhudi: And what an unexpected boon ''this'' is. I had been debating when to extend you a personal invitation...but now here you are, like a wish come true!

Hildibrand: Save your act for the magistrates, Vanhudi! We know the secret of your ill-gotten gold!
Hildibrand: You will cease this exploitation of alien technology and release your hostage into the care of Master PuPu at once!

Vanhudi: Unraveled all my schemes, have you? Good. I needn't waste my breath on tedious explanations, then.
Vanhudi: This is “Master PuPu,” I presume? I do have his fellow alien here with me, yes.
Vanhudi: As for exploiting their technology, I freely admit to duplicating a quite frankly obscene amount of gold. But that was merely the beginning.
Vanhudi: Imagine making copy after copy of the deadliest weapons in existence... Would not the world itself be yours for the taking?
Vanhudi: Let's get straight to the point: I want you at my side. With the vaunted Warrior of Light as the template for my clone army, we could conquer this and every other land in creation!

Question:What will you say?

> I refuse! Categorically and emphatically! (this does not have a unique response)
> That...that's not a bad idea, actually.

Hildibrand: Ah...ha ha ha! A splendid jest, my friend.
Hildibrand: A splendid and...not-at-all-indicative-of-suppressed-megalomaniacal-ambitions jest...yes?
Hildibrand: Of course it was! Our redoubtable [Forename] would never dream of accepting such a contemptible proposal!
---

Vanhudi: A pity. Yet I anticipated you would prove an impediment to my ascension.
Vanhudi: Yes, it seems the time has come to test Lugae's ritual of manifestation.
Vanhudi: All was prepared long in advance of your coming. This tower holds not only mundane treasures, but also caches of crystals.
Vanhudi: As for the requisite congregation of worshipers, well...I had but to clone myself. After all, who is more devoted to my cause─and my goddess─than me?
Vanhudi: Divine Asura! Take up Thy blades and wage war upon mine earthly rival!

Godbert: Nay, Hildibrand. Against a primal, we may be more hindrance than help! We dare not remain within its sphere of influence!

Hildibrand: Best of luck, my friend! I must make a gentlemanly withdrawal!

System:The Gilded Araya now accessible

-cutscene end

===After confronting Asura on the Gilded Araya===
-cutscene start
Hildibrand: Good show, [Forename]! 'Twould seem you thoroughly trounced that pesky primal!
Hildibrand: And even as we speak, Mother and Father should be informing the Radiant Host of that despicable Vanhudi's wrongdoings.

Vanhudi: The divine Asura, defeated...? Turn the wheel! We flee for now!

Vanhudi: Who is flying the starship without my permission!? That treasure is mine and mine alone!

Hildibrand: You called your vessel, Master PuPu?

PuPu: No, I did not. It's my friend's ship!

Hildibrand: At last! The moment of sweet reunion is at hand!

PuPu: I am so relieved to see you safe.

PuPu's Friend: Likewise, my friend.

PuPu: But why did you open fire on the airship? Didn't that man help you after your crash?

PuPu's Friend: He did...at first. He pulled me from the wreckage and saw to it that my vessel was repaired.
PuPu's Friend: So, in return, I replicated whatever trinket he desired, and taught him the basics of starship technology. But that resolved to be a terrible error in judgment.
PuPu's Friend: When I was infected by one of this star's unique pathogens, he took advantage of my weakened state. He seized my ship, flew me out to the jungle, and there left me to die.
PuPu's Friend: Slowly, agonizingly, I was able to synthesize a cure for my affliction. And then I came back to reclaim my property.
PuPu's Friend: This experience has led me to conclude that the dominant sentient life-forms here are dull-witted, cruel, and entirely unsuited to peaceful cohabitation...
PuPu's Friend: We must launch a full-scale invasion! It is the only way to guarantee our survival!

PuPu: No, no─they are not all like that! These ones have been nothing but kind to me!

PuPu's Friend: Oh, yes, they're all smiles until they laser you in the back! We have to strike first before they show their true colors!

PuPu: The ship's reactor core has been breached! If it explodes, everyone in the vicinity will be atomized...and we're all in the vicinity!

Brandihild: Think, damn it, think! If I'm to stop the explosion, I need to traverse the considerable distance to the starship. But I can conceive of no logical solution!

Hildibrand: Inspector Brandihild! You must employ my father's mighty moves to propel me to the vessel!

Brandihild: I too have calculated that Lord Godbert's signature techniques are our only means of achieving sufficient propulsion. Yet there is a flaw in your proposal: I lack the strength to properly perform the throw, and I've no time to teach you the starship's controls.
Brandihild: Inspector Hildibrand, it is ''you'' who must fling ''me''!

Hildibrand: Skyward, as only a Manderville can!

Hildibrand: I, uh...I lost my grip.

Brandihild: Given my trajectory and velocity, the correct shift in posture should generate enough lift and precessional motion to─ Yes, I can still make it!
Brandihild: 'Tis too late─the reactor is going critical! There's only one way to save the day...

Hildibrand: Inspector Brandihild!

Brandihild: Our brief time together was more than any defective clone could ask for. Be well, my friends...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Is this...case closed for Inspector Brandihild!?

Hildibrand: Nay, my loyal assistant. As a chip off the old gentleman, our dear Brandihild has surely survived to tell the tale.

Hildibrand: We shall see him again, mark my words!

PuPu's Friend: You rescued me. Even though I tried to incinerate you with high-intensity plasma blasts.
PuPu's Friend: Even at the cost of one of your own. If only I could make amends and earn your forgiveness, but alas...

Hildibrand: There is naught to forgive─with his blocky constitution, Inspector Brandihild will be just fine, I assure you. As a friend of Master PuPu, you are a friend of ours, and what are a few minor plasma burns among friends, eh!

PuPu: Our home planet... It was lost to the phenomenon you call the “Final Days.” We survived only because we were away exploring the cosmos at the time.
PuPu: Our explorations, which had heretofore served no purpose but curiosity, shifted to a search for safe haven. We visited countless stars, but all had succumbed to the same insidious ruin as our own.

PuPu's Friend: Growing desperate, we decided to settle on any suitable refuge we could find─whether it was populated or not. If the native beings were hospitable, we would live peacefully alongside them; if not, then we were prepared to claim a new home by force.
PuPu's Friend: So it was that I arrived at your miraculous planet. Lulled by the apparent absence of metaphysical chaos, I blundered into a mundane war zone, where I was promptly shot out of the sky.

PuPu: The rest you already know. Having fallen behind during our search, I hurried here when my communications received no answer. That was when I met you, Inspector Hildibrand.

PuPu's Friend: Those touched by the despair of the Final Days are reduced to beasts. Given our savage willingness to invade your star, it would seem that, in a sense, we fell prey to that despair after all.
PuPu's Friend: Fortunately, my encounter with you generous people brought me to my senses─an outcome for which I am profoundly grateful.

PuPu: That said, there is nowhere else for us to go. Would...would it be too much to ask for us to live here, on your star?

Hildibrand: Well, of course you must stay!

Hildibrand: And I suspect you'll be wishing to repair your damaged vessel...
Hildibrand: Mummyyyyyy!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, Inspector, not again! Wait for meeeeee!

Godbert: Ohohoho, never a dull moment around our Hildibrand!

Delion: At least we needn't worry if the ship crashes. Not with an impervious Mandervillian on board.

Godbert: Ah, funny you should mention that... Upon reviewing the Manderville family tree, 'twas made clear that a lord without heirs of his own passed the name to an adopted child several generations ago.

Delion: ...Are you saying that you and your son are not direct descendants of Godbrand, the alien progenitor of the Manderville line? Then how do you explain your unnatural sturdiness!?

Godbert: When it comes to building strength and perfecting gentlemanly technique, 'tis not one's lineage which matters, but rather the unbending conviction within one's heart. Though Godbrand's bloodline be broken, House Manderville shall live on through us!

Julyan: If the begoggled boy can't swallow that explanation, I've also heard talk of some unseen power driven by feelings and emotions. Could be that you and Hildy've tapped into that cosmic essence.

Godbert: Ohohoho! If that's the case, then you must be positively swimming in it, my dear!

Godbert: Ahem, every...uh...thing appears to be under control here, so let us return to the city, shall we?

Hildibrand: Ah, once more do I find myself hurtling at superlative speed towards an unknown destination. Another day, another thrilling case for Hildibrand, agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire!

-cutscene end

===Talking to Delion===
-cutscene start

Godbert: Thanks to an enlightening conversation with Master PuPu on the way back, I believe I have the answers required to proceed with our weaponsmithing project.
Godbert: I trust the endeavor yet holds your interest? Pray inform Master Gerolt of your willingness to assist, and my hammer and I shall make all haste to the High Crucible.
Godbert: And with that, I bid you good day!

Julyan: Thank ye all for lookin' out for our beloved son! I'm sure him and the blocky lad'll be back for more cases afore ye know it!

PuPu: You've gone above and beyond for us, [Forename], so I'd like you to have the one replicated starship we made.
PuPu: It doesn't have the duplication facility or other such technology on board, but it will carry you through the skies! Use this key to call it whenever you wish.

PuPu's Friend: As for the two of us, we've decided to get to know our new home better by embarking on a journey of exploration.

PuPu: And so this is where we must say our farewells.
PuPu: Thank you for everything─we are fortunate indeed to have met you!

Delion: It seems PuPu wasn't planning an invasion after all. He even tried to stop his friend from launching an attack...
Delion: I'm calling an end to this investigation, [Forename]. Your unfailing support during this entire ordeal has been most appreciated.
Delion: Thanks to you, I was able to observe the inner workings of Sharlayan, and even traveled to the surface of the moon in search of the truth.
Delion: And when my own conspiracies threatened to blind me, you were there to open my eyes to the true shape of things.
Delion: But this world yet harbors its share of the strange and the inexplicable─not the least of which is the source of Hildibrand's impossible physiology!
Delion: If not an alien, then...ah! Mayhap he's the product of a hyper-advanced civilization from the distant past!? The descendant of some gruesome biological experiment!?
Delion: Someone needs to plumb the depths of these unexplained phenomena, and I am the very man for the job!

-quest complete

System:Alien blood never flowed in their veins♪
System:Their source of strength an enigma remains♪
System:A dynamic folk♪ Their clothing bespoke♪ A gentlemanly family─the good House Manderville♪
System: A true inspector is born from the heart♪
System: La-la-li-lah-la, la-da-di-di-dah♪
System: La-la-li-lah-la, la-da-di-di-dah♪
System: Tra-ra-la-la-lah♪ Tra-la-da-di-dah♪ Tra-ra-la-di-dah-dah-dah Tra-ra-la-la-la-la-la♪
System: Cha-lah li-dah la-li-da-li-da-dah♪
-cutscene end
</nowiki>}}

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

Of Duplicity and Duplication

2026-05-31T16:01:55Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */

{{Quest infobox
| title = Of Duplicity and Duplication
| description = Delion is ready to embark on his latest investigation.
| image = Of duplicity and duplication icon1.png
| quest-giver = Delion
| related-npcs = Brandihild; Excitable Youth; Godbert; Hildibrand; Julyan; Nashu Mhakaracca; PuPu; Red-haired Fisherman; Yedlihmad Fisherman; Yedlihmad Fishmonger; Yedlihmad Merchant
| location = Radz-at-Han
| location-x = 11.4
| location-y = 11.5
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 510
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 90
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp =
| gil = 1302
| reward1 =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = Not from Around Here
| next-quest = Gentlemen at Heart
| release = endwalker
| patch = 6.55
| id-gt = 70335
| id-edb = 8fb93785f5f
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]] in [[Yedlihmad]].
*Gather information in Yedlihmad. 0/3
*Speak with Hildibrand.
*Speak with Hildibrand again.

==Journal==
* Delion is ready to embark on his latest investigation.
* Inspector's Log:
: Once more did I set aside the Case of the Silent Correspondent to divert my inspectorial energies to more urgent matters─namely, the restoration of the ailing Master PuPu back to health. Laid low by a common cold, his unearthly physiology called for uncommon treatment, yet I, Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville, did not shy from the challenge! Our extraterrestrial comrade thus restored (and an ambush by the incorrigible villain Doctor Lugae soundly thwarted), I resolved to resume the investigation in the scholarly city of Sharlayan. There did we learn a most heartening thing: Master PuPu's comrade was alive and well, and in the company of a Hannish alchemist. Such news was almost overshadowed, however, by the stunning secret revealed by Father's sought-after relic: the progenitor of the Manderville line was, himself, a being of alien origin! Will this change how I, a gentlemanly agent of enquiry, approach my investigations? Decidedly not!
: 　　　　　　　　　　　　*　*　*
: Determined to implicate the friendly PuPu in the world-spanning conspiracy he is certain, beyond a shadow of a doubt, most definitely exists, Delion would have you join him on a fact-finding expedition to Yedlihmad. It is there that Inspector Hildibrand and the others are continuing the investigation, their search now redirected to the Hannish alchemist thought to be accompanying PuPu's long-lost comrade.
* Just as Delion planned, you insert yourself into Inspector Hildibrand's efforts to interrogate the Yedlihmad locals. Surely someone among the port's populace knows the adventurous apothecary who risked all to peddle potions in the midst of Garlemald's civil war.
* A few well-placed questions have pointed you in the direction of a red-haired fisherman, said to be friends with the aforementioned alchemist. Hildibrand will wish to hear of this immediately.
* The clam-collecting fisherman shares with you the meteoric rise of his childhood friend, Baharasaf─now known as the merchant prince Vanhudi. After learning the alchemist's surprising identity, however, you are suddenly called to a disturbance on the outskirts of Yedlihmad where you encounter a strangely oblivious Doctor Lugae. Somehow, he is back in possession of his hulking body, and claims to be under Vanhudi's orders to cause trouble at the port. Godbert and Julyan appear during the ensuing battle, and assist you in defeating several more identical Lugaes who join the fray. PuPu then dematerializes the fallen brutes with his starship's vaporization beam, thereby proving that they were the result of matter replication technology.
* It seems evident now that Vanhudi has been using the vessel belonging to PuPu's friend to amass a fortune of duplicated gold. You are unsure if the long-lost alien is being deceived or coerced into helping the unscrupulous merchant, but Hildibrand is determined to mount a rescue either way...
* The time has come to confront Vanhudi. Wishing to reject the villain's latest business proposal in person, Godbert and Julyan suggest that you join them on the private airship being provided for their visit to the merchant's abode.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Talking to Delion===
Delion: Ah, [Forename], you're just in time to assist with my latest fact-finding expedition.
Delion: Our recent foray into Sharlayan revealed that PuPu's friend was in the company of a Hannish alchemist, yes?
Delion: As such, I was inspired to do some preliminary legwork here in Thavnair. I contacted my usual sources for local sightings of alien phenomena, but alas...they had none to share.
Delion: I have thus switched tactics and decided to track down this alchemist fellow instead. Surely someone will have heard the tale of an apothecary bold enough to set up shop on a Garlean battlefield?
Delion: The inspector and the others have been pursuing a similar line of inquiry, yet have found no leads here in the city or at the Great Work.
Delion: I believe they've moved their investigation to Yedlihmad, so I suggest we hurry over and join them. I cannot have that little blue man muddying the waters when we're so close to grasping his master plan!

-quest accepted

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: What else can you tell us about your long-lost comrade, Master PuPu?

Brandihild: This port town would be an excellent place to analyze global trading trends...

PuPu: Oh, my friend is an exceptional individual, capable of astounding feats that I could never accomplish without the help of my starship's equipment.

-optional end

===Talking to Hildibrand===

-cutscene start

Hildibrand: I see the two of you are eager as ever to observe my inspectorial genius at work. Ah, the long-term fans are often the most ardent!

Brandihild: As a matter of fact, we were just about to continue our investigation into the alchemist we know to have been traveling with Master PuPu's comrade.
Brandihild: I-I mean...that is to say...I am merely following in the inspector's wake...

Hildibrand: You needn't be so modest, my dear Inspector Brandihild!

Brandihild: 'Tis wrong of me to comport myself as an equal to you all in any respect. For I am but a copy, and a flawed one at that...

Hildibrand: Stuff and nonsense! Clone or not, self-deprecation is unbecoming in a Manderville man!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Exactly! The things you can do are ''amazing''

Brandihild: Oh, I don't know about that...

Hildibrand: 'Twas you who saved [Forename] from certain doom, was it not? While not quite as alacritous as mine, your rapid reasoning is nevertheless quite effective!!

Brandihild: 'Tis kind of you to accept me, rough edges and all. I only hope my meager contributions are of some small assistance.

Delion: Too modest by half. I'd say his mental faculties far surpass those of the original...

Hildibrand: That's enough chin-wagging amongst ourselves, I think. Let us spread out and learn what the locals know of this adventurous apothecary!

-cutscene end

===Gather information in Yehlihimad===

Yedlihmad Fishmonger: Do I know any apothecaries? In Radz-at-Han? Of course, more than I can count.
Yedlihmad Fishmonger: I've not heard tell of anyone peddling such goods in the heart of the Empire, though. Seems like a terrible idea to me, what with civil war raging and the world almost ending.
Yedlihmad Fishmonger: The situation's improved in recent days, but even so, the Radiant Host still has to provide security for cargo shipments. A lone merchant trading there alone? Impossible.

Yedlihmad Merchant: Hmmm. I know of many merchants who travel abroad to ply their wares, but none who have business in Garlemald.
Yedlihmad Merchant: You'd have to be mad or desperate indeed to consider setting up shop in that troubled land...
Yedlihmad Merchant: I mean, word is we've signed some kind of trade agreement with the Garleans, but it's still not the kind of place where one simply wanders in and opens a street stall.

Yedlihmad Fisherman: Yes, I know the one of whom you speak. A fellow fisherman told me of a friend of his─an apothecary─who set off for war-torn Garlemald to sell his medicines.
Yedlihmad Fisherman: A reckless fool, if you ask me. I've no interest in the affairs of such men. But you do, I take it?
Yedlihmad Fisherman: If so, I suggest you head to Ussaqeyiq and hear the tale for yourself. Look for a red-haired lad there gathering shellfish.

-optional start

Hildibrand: If I may, are you perchance acquainted with any reckless alchemists...?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Zzz... Inspector Brandihild... A blocky man of quality...

PuPu: How fare your inquiries?

Delion: Inspector Brandihild is possessed of a brilliant mind. If he were willing to work for The Thavnairian Truth, I'd employ him in a heartbeat.

Yedlihmad Fishmonger: Who would go gallivanting amidst the ruin of a fallen empire replete with unknown hazards for the sake of selling a few potions? No one I know, I'll tell you that much.

Yedlihmad Merchant: Sorry, I wish I could help you, but I think I'd remember if someone mentioned a trading venture in Garlemald.

Yedlihmad Fisherman: Are you familiar with Ussaqeyiq? It's a little island just outside town. Find the redheaded lad there and he'll have a story for you.

-optional end

===Talking to Hildibrand again===

Hildibrand: Ah, [Forename]. I hope your questioning has borne fresher fruit than mine...
Hildibrand: Oho, a good friend of the alchemist in question, you say? Then let us gather the troops and pay a visit to this felicitous fisherman.

-cutscene start

Red-haired Fisherman: ...The story of my apothecary friend? Oh, you must mean Baharasaf. Well, I was near enough to calling it a day anyway, so here's what I can tell you...
Red-haired Fisherman: Baharasaf comes from a very poor family and, growing up, never had much in the way of money or possessions. I suppose those experiences are what led to his lifelong obsession with gaining wealth.
Red-haired Fisherman: After trying his hand at a succession of trades, he decided alchemy would earn him the most gil...but his stock never sold as well as he hoped.
Red-haired Fisherman: So when he heard about the internal strife in Garlemald, he saw it as a golden opportunity. Surely the middle of a war was the best place to sell medicines!
Red-haired Fisherman: Heh. More like the best place for near-death experiences. He soon gave up on his Garlemald venture─but while one would have expected him to return lamenting his ill fortune, Baharasaf was practically euphoric when I saw him again. A “gods-given blessing” he'd found in the snowfields had given him much cause to celebrate.
Red-haired Fisherman: He said he'd learned how to create ''gold''. I must admit, I laughed at first...
Red-haired Fisherman: But then he showed me a gleaming mountain of the stuff─enough to proclaim himself a merchant prince. He even changed his name to “Vanhudi,” a word which brings to mind the bounty of the divine.

Hildibrand: A name I have heard! He's the rising star in the markets, is he not? The one snapping up commercial ventures left and right?

Red-haired Fisherman: Yes, “Vanhudi” has certainly made his ambitions known here in Thavnair, especially when he attempted to purchase the entire port of Yedlihmad.
Red-haired Fisherman: The dockmasters declined to sell, of course, but when it comes to buying historic landmarks, a bottomless purse can open surprising doors. Last I heard, he'd converted the Gilded Araya into a private abode, and has been filling it with every rare treasure his gold can secure.
Red-haired Fisherman: He pays out particularly large sums for artworks depicting the goddess Asura... I remember him being a fervent worshiper of Hers, even as a child.

Brandihild: I've encountered much Manusya and Mrga lore in Radz-at-Han, yet I recall no mention of this “Asura.”

Red-haired Fisherman: Well, that's hardly surprising. As a deity of war, She is not well loved by the commonfolk.
Red-haired Fisherman: Baharasaf is different, though. He sees life as a constant battle to amass wealth, and it is to Asura whom he prays for victory.
Red-haired Fisherman: And damn me if She didn't listen! That once-poor boy became merchant royalty, a man far too rich and important now to afford more than a fleeting moment for simple fishermen─even those who were once dear friends...
Red-haired Fisherman: Ahem. If you'll excuse me, I really must leave it at that─these clams won't sell themselves, you know.

Hildibrand: How about that, eh! Our sought-after apothecary and the upstart merchant prince were one and the same.

Brandihild: Might we assume the “blessing” he stumbled upon in Garlemald was a certain alien craft and its occupant...?

x@Interrupting Arkasodara: Sorry to intrude, but aren't you the hero who helped us when folk were turning into beasts?
x@Interrupting Arkasodara: Well, some nasty-looking creature just showed up outside town. One of our guards went to confront it, but I don't like her odds against that...thing.

Hildibrand: This sounds like a case for Inspector Hildibrand! Come, friends, let us investigate forthwith!

Delion: I th-thought you destroyed that monster!

Radiant Host Guard: I have the situation under control, citizens! This individual bears a strong resemblance to a known fugitive, so I thought it prudent to investigate.

Radiant Host Guard: Regrettably, he has proven less than forthcoming with answers...

Hildibrand: How many times must we teach you the same lesson, shiny skull man!?

Suprae-Lugae: Lesson? What are you on about...?
Suprae-Lugae: Bah, cease this babbling and get out of my way! Lord Vanhudi's orders are to cause trouble at the port, and I'm running behind schedule!

Radiant Host Guard: Vanhudi!? The merchant who tried to buy Yedlihmad? So ''he'' put you up to this!

Suprae-Lugae: Curses! How did you manage to deduce our dastardly plan!?

Delion: You just...you blurted it out...

Suprae-Lugae: Silence! No one who learns of our scheme can be suffered to live! Prepare to be squashed, meddlesome worms!

Hildibrand: Three more sinister skull-men! Was the doctor a quadruplet...?
Hildibrand: M-Mother!?

Suprae-Lugae: Vexatious vermin! This will soften you up!
Suprae-Lugae: Bah! A lucky hit!
Suprae-Lugae: One last pitch!

System: UNLIMITED HEAVY HITTER SPECIAL

Suprae-Lugae: But that was my fastbaaaaaaaaaaaall!

Hildibrand: I've come to expect Father's sudden appearances, but what brings you here, Mother?

Julyan: A proposition from that merchant Vanhudi, as a matter of fact. I'm accompanying yer dad as a manager for Manderville & Manderville, and we were just on our way to the bloke's mansion.

Godbert: I've already refused Master Vanhudi once before when he tried to buy out our commercial empire.
Godbert: This time, however, the deal concerns off-loading a quantity of gold at wholesale prices. 'Tis quite an attractive offer considering fine jewelry is our stock-in-trade, and we thought to at least listen to his proposal.
Godbert: But if he would purposefully command his lackeys to disturb the peace of a public port...

Julyan: We can't do business with a thug like that. Absolutely not.

Delion: Where did all those lackeys come from in the first place? Is there a “hulking weaponized brute” manufactory around here somewhere?

PuPu: As I suspected. My ship's vaporization beam is configured to expunge only replicated matter.

Delion: So you can copy inorganic materials as well. How...interesting.

Brandihild: Once the matter duplication facility has analyzed an object's molecular structure, it can generate any number of copies.
Brandihild: Yet it cannot create matter from nothing─a requisite supply of aether must be on hand to facilitate the process.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Cor, you sure do know a lot about a lot, Inspector Brandihild! Even alien starships!

Brandihild: 'Tis no great achievement. As I've mentioned, the gaps in my knowledge were patched with data from the starship's own archives, which included the vessel's full schematics and functions...

Delion: Assuming I understand this correctly... Is it possible Vanhudi is using the repaired alien craft to replicate piles and piles of gold?

Brandihild: We share the same suspicion, Master Delion. To my knowledge, no other method exists that can reliably produce precious metals.

Hildibrand: O-Of course! 'Tis the obvious conclusion!
Hildibrand: That being the case, one might further assume that Vanhudi is either threatening or deceiving Master PuPu's comrade in order to gain access to the vessel's superior technology.
Hildibrand: Our course of action is clear! We march right up to this gold-spawner's front door and demand the release of his extraterrestrial hostage!
-cutscene end

-optional start
Delion: The inspector's mother is as monstrously strong as the Manderville men. Except...that doesn't make any sense...

PuPu: All this talk of threats and deceit has me worried...

Brandihild: I am given to understand that, while identical in appearance, the craft belonging to Master PuPu's comrade is equipped with more advanced technology.

Nashu Mhakaracca: That was a smashing hit, [Forename]!

Julyan: Good to see you, [Forename]. And good to see yer still keepin' company with our darlin' boy!
Julyan: That blocky lad a new friend of yers? Smooth off the edges and he'd be the spittin' image of our Hildy.

Godbert: I was hesitant to put stock in the unsavory rumors I'd heard, but this unprovoked attack on the port would seem to be incontrovertible proof of Vanhudi's villainy...

-optional end

===Talking to Hildibrand again===

Hildibrand: We must confront this malicious merchant at once!

Godbert: If your heart's set on confrontation, then you may as well come with us. Vanhudi's invitation included a private airship flight to his new estate.

Julyan: Aye, we still need to formally reject his deal anyways, and his pilot will be waitin'.

-quest complete
</nowiki>}}

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

Of Duplicity and Duplication

2026-05-31T15:57:56Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ adjusted to new template

{{Quest infobox
| title = Of Duplicity and Duplication
| description = Delion is ready to embark on his latest investigation.
| image = Of duplicity and duplication icon1.png
| quest-giver = Delion
| related-npcs = Brandihild; Excitable Youth; Godbert; Hildibrand; Julyan; Nashu Mhakaracca; PuPu; Red-haired Fisherman; Yedlihmad Fisherman; Yedlihmad Fishmonger; Yedlihmad Merchant
| location = Radz-at-Han
| location-x = 11.4
| location-y = 11.5
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 510
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 90
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp =
| gil = 1302
| reward1 =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = Not from Around Here
| next-quest = Gentlemen at Heart
| release = endwalker
| patch = 6.55
| id-gt = 70335
| id-edb = 8fb93785f5f
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]] in [[Yedlihmad]].
*Gather information in Yedlihmad. 0/3
*Speak with Hildibrand.
*Speak with Hildibrand again.

==Journal==
* Delion is ready to embark on his latest investigation.
* Inspector's Log:
: Once more did I set aside the Case of the Silent Correspondent to divert my inspectorial energies to more urgent matters─namely, the restoration of the ailing Master PuPu back to health. Laid low by a common cold, his unearthly physiology called for uncommon treatment, yet I, Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville, did not shy from the challenge! Our extraterrestrial comrade thus restored (and an ambush by the incorrigible villain Doctor Lugae soundly thwarted), I resolved to resume the investigation in the scholarly city of Sharlayan. There did we learn a most heartening thing: Master PuPu's comrade was alive and well, and in the company of a Hannish alchemist. Such news was almost overshadowed, however, by the stunning secret revealed by Father's sought-after relic: the progenitor of the Manderville line was, himself, a being of alien origin! Will this change how I, a gentlemanly agent of enquiry, approach my investigations? Decidedly not!
: 　　　　　　　　　　　　*　*　*
: Determined to implicate the friendly PuPu in the world-spanning conspiracy he is certain, beyond a shadow of a doubt, most definitely exists, Delion would have you join him on a fact-finding expedition to Yedlihmad. It is there that Inspector Hildibrand and the others are continuing the investigation, their search now redirected to the Hannish alchemist thought to be accompanying PuPu's long-lost comrade.
* Just as Delion planned, you insert yourself into Inspector Hildibrand's efforts to interrogate the Yedlihmad locals. Surely someone among the port's populace knows the adventurous apothecary who risked all to peddle potions in the midst of Garlemald's civil war.
* A few well-placed questions have pointed you in the direction of a red-haired fisherman, said to be friends with the aforementioned alchemist. Hildibrand will wish to hear of this immediately.
* The clam-collecting fisherman shares with you the meteoric rise of his childhood friend, Baharasaf─now known as the merchant prince Vanhudi. After learning the alchemist's surprising identity, however, you are suddenly called to a disturbance on the outskirts of Yedlihmad where you encounter a strangely oblivious Doctor Lugae. Somehow, he is back in possession of his hulking body, and claims to be under Vanhudi's orders to cause trouble at the port. Godbert and Julyan appear during the ensuing battle, and assist you in defeating several more identical Lugaes who join the fray. PuPu then dematerializes the fallen brutes with his starship's vaporization beam, thereby proving that they were the result of matter replication technology.
* It seems evident now that Vanhudi has been using the vessel belonging to PuPu's friend to amass a fortune of duplicated gold. You are unsure if the long-lost alien is being deceived or coerced into helping the unscrupulous merchant, but Hildibrand is determined to mount a rescue either way...
* The time has come to confront Vanhudi. Wishing to reject the villain's latest business proposal in person, Godbert and Julyan suggest that you join them on the private airship being provided for their visit to the merchant's abode.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Talking to Delion===
Delion: Ah, [Forename], you're just in time to assist with my latest fact-finding expedition.
Delion: Our recent foray into Sharlayan revealed that PuPu's friend was in the company of a Hannish alchemist, yes?
Delion: As such, I was inspired to do some preliminary legwork here in Thavnair. I contacted my usual sources for local sightings of alien phenomena, but alas...they had none to share.
Delion: I have thus switched tactics and decided to track down this alchemist fellow instead. Surely someone will have heard the tale of an apothecary bold enough to set up shop on a Garlean battlefield?
Delion: The inspector and the others have been pursuing a similar line of inquiry, yet have found no leads here in the city or at the Great Work.
Delion: I believe they've moved their investigation to Yedlihmad, so I suggest we hurry over and join them. I cannot have that little blue man muddying the waters when we're so close to grasping his master plan!

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: What else can you tell us about your long-lost comrade, Master PuPu?

Brandihild: This port town would be an excellent place to analyze global trading trends...

PuPu: Oh, my friend is an exceptional individual, capable of astounding feats that I could never accomplish without the help of my starship's equipment.

-optional end

===Talking to Hildibrand===

-cutscene start

Hildibrand: I see the two of you are eager as ever to observe my inspectorial genius at work. Ah, the long-term fans are often the most ardent!

Brandihild: As a matter of fact, we were just about to continue our investigation into the alchemist we know to have been traveling with Master PuPu's comrade.
Brandihild: I-I mean...that is to say...I am merely following in the inspector's wake...

Hildibrand: You needn't be so modest, my dear Inspector Brandihild!

Brandihild: 'Tis wrong of me to comport myself as an equal to you all in any respect. For I am but a copy, and a flawed one at that...

Hildibrand: Stuff and nonsense! Clone or not, self-deprecation is unbecoming in a Manderville man!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Exactly! The things you can do are ''amazing''

Brandihild: Oh, I don't know about that...

Hildibrand: 'Twas you who saved [Forename] from certain doom, was it not? While not quite as alacritous as mine, your rapid reasoning is nevertheless quite effective!!

Brandihild: 'Tis kind of you to accept me, rough edges and all. I only hope my meager contributions are of some small assistance.

Delion: Too modest by half. I'd say his mental faculties far surpass those of the original...

Hildibrand: That's enough chin-wagging amongst ourselves, I think. Let us spread out and learn what the locals know of this adventurous apothecary!

-cutscene end

===Gather information in Yehlihimad===

Yedlihmad Fishmonger: Do I know any apothecaries? In Radz-at-Han? Of course, more than I can count.
Yedlihmad Fishmonger: I've not heard tell of anyone peddling such goods in the heart of the Empire, though. Seems like a terrible idea to me, what with civil war raging and the world almost ending.
Yedlihmad Fishmonger: The situation's improved in recent days, but even so, the Radiant Host still has to provide security for cargo shipments. A lone merchant trading there alone? Impossible.

Yedlihmad Merchant: Hmmm. I know of many merchants who travel abroad to ply their wares, but none who have business in Garlemald.
Yedlihmad Merchant: You'd have to be mad or desperate indeed to consider setting up shop in that troubled land...
Yedlihmad Merchant: I mean, word is we've signed some kind of trade agreement with the Garleans, but it's still not the kind of place where one simply wanders in and opens a street stall.

Yedlihmad Fisherman: Yes, I know the one of whom you speak. A fellow fisherman told me of a friend of his─an apothecary─who set off for war-torn Garlemald to sell his medicines.
Yedlihmad Fisherman: A reckless fool, if you ask me. I've no interest in the affairs of such men. But you do, I take it?
Yedlihmad Fisherman: If so, I suggest you head to Ussaqeyiq and hear the tale for yourself. Look for a red-haired lad there gathering shellfish.

-optional start

Hildibrand: If I may, are you perchance acquainted with any reckless alchemists...?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Zzz... Inspector Brandihild... A blocky man of quality...

PuPu: How fare your inquiries?

Delion: Inspector Brandihild is possessed of a brilliant mind. If he were willing to work for The Thavnairian Truth, I'd employ him in a heartbeat.

Yedlihmad Fishmonger: Who would go gallivanting amidst the ruin of a fallen empire replete with unknown hazards for the sake of selling a few potions? No one I know, I'll tell you that much.

Yedlihmad Merchant: Sorry, I wish I could help you, but I think I'd remember if someone mentioned a trading venture in Garlemald.

Yedlihmad Fisherman: Are you familiar with Ussaqeyiq? It's a little island just outside town. Find the redheaded lad there and he'll have a story for you.

-optional end

===Talking to Hildibrand again===

Hildibrand: Ah, [Forename]. I hope your questioning has borne fresher fruit than mine...
Hildibrand: Oho, a good friend of the alchemist in question, you say? Then let us gather the troops and pay a visit to this felicitous fisherman.

-cutscene start

Red-haired Fisherman: ...The story of my apothecary friend? Oh, you must mean Baharasaf. Well, I was near enough to calling it a day anyway, so here's what I can tell you...
Red-haired Fisherman: Baharasaf comes from a very poor family and, growing up, never had much in the way of money or possessions. I suppose those experiences are what led to his lifelong obsession with gaining wealth.
Red-haired Fisherman: After trying his hand at a succession of trades, he decided alchemy would earn him the most gil...but his stock never sold as well as he hoped.
Red-haired Fisherman: So when he heard about the internal strife in Garlemald, he saw it as a golden opportunity. Surely the middle of a war was the best place to sell medicines!
Red-haired Fisherman: Heh. More like the best place for near-death experiences. He soon gave up on his Garlemald venture─but while one would have expected him to return lamenting his ill fortune, Baharasaf was practically euphoric when I saw him again. A “gods-given blessing” he'd found in the snowfields had given him much cause to celebrate.
Red-haired Fisherman: He said he'd learned how to create ''gold''. I must admit, I laughed at first...
Red-haired Fisherman: But then he showed me a gleaming mountain of the stuff─enough to proclaim himself a merchant prince. He even changed his name to “Vanhudi,” a word which brings to mind the bounty of the divine.

Hildibrand: A name I have heard! He's the rising star in the markets, is he not? The one snapping up commercial ventures left and right?

Red-haired Fisherman: Yes, “Vanhudi” has certainly made his ambitions known here in Thavnair, especially when he attempted to purchase the entire port of Yedlihmad.
Red-haired Fisherman: The dockmasters declined to sell, of course, but when it comes to buying historic landmarks, a bottomless purse can open surprising doors. Last I heard, he'd converted the Gilded Araya into a private abode, and has been filling it with every rare treasure his gold can secure.
Red-haired Fisherman: He pays out particularly large sums for artworks depicting the goddess Asura... I remember him being a fervent worshiper of Hers, even as a child.

Brandihild: I've encountered much Manusya and Mrga lore in Radz-at-Han, yet I recall no mention of this “Asura.”

Red-haired Fisherman: Well, that's hardly surprising. As a deity of war, She is not well loved by the commonfolk.
Red-haired Fisherman: Baharasaf is different, though. He sees life as a constant battle to amass wealth, and it is to Asura whom he prays for victory.
Red-haired Fisherman: And damn me if She didn't listen! That once-poor boy became merchant royalty, a man far too rich and important now to afford more than a fleeting moment for simple fishermen─even those who were once dear friends...
Red-haired Fisherman: Ahem. If you'll excuse me, I really must leave it at that─these clams won't sell themselves, you know.

Hildibrand: How about that, eh! Our sought-after apothecary and the upstart merchant prince were one and the same.

Brandihild: Might we assume the “blessing” he stumbled upon in Garlemald was a certain alien craft and its occupant...?

x@Interrupting Arkasodara: Sorry to intrude, but aren't you the hero who helped us when folk were turning into beasts?
x@Interrupting Arkasodara: Well, some nasty-looking creature just showed up outside town. One of our guards went to confront it, but I don't like her odds against that...thing.

Hildibrand: This sounds like a case for Inspector Hildibrand! Come, friends, let us investigate forthwith!

Delion: I th-thought you destroyed that monster!

Radiant Host Guard: I have the situation under control, citizens! This individual bears a strong resemblance to a known fugitive, so I thought it prudent to investigate.

Radiant Host Guard: Regrettably, he has proven less than forthcoming with answers...

Hildibrand: How many times must we teach you the same lesson, shiny skull man!?

Suprae-Lugae: Lesson? What are you on about...?
Suprae-Lugae: Bah, cease this babbling and get out of my way! Lord Vanhudi's orders are to cause trouble at the port, and I'm running behind schedule!

Radiant Host Guard: Vanhudi!? The merchant who tried to buy Yedlihmad? So ''he'' put you up to this!

Suprae-Lugae: Curses! How did you manage to deduce our dastardly plan!?

Delion: You just...you blurted it out...

Suprae-Lugae: Silence! No one who learns of our scheme can be suffered to live! Prepare to be squashed, meddlesome worms!

Hildibrand: Three more sinister skull-men! Was the doctor a quadruplet...?
Hildibrand: M-Mother!?

Suprae-Lugae: Vexatious vermin! This will soften you up!
Suprae-Lugae: Bah! A lucky hit!
Suprae-Lugae: One last pitch!

System: UNLIMITED HEAVY HITTER SPECIAL

Suprae-Lugae: But that was my fastbaaaaaaaaaaaall!

Hildibrand: I've come to expect Father's sudden appearances, but what brings you here, Mother?

Julyan: A proposition from that merchant Vanhudi, as a matter of fact. I'm accompanying yer dad as a manager for Manderville & Manderville, and we were just on our way to the bloke's mansion.

Godbert: I've already refused Master Vanhudi once before when he tried to buy out our commercial empire.
Godbert: This time, however, the deal concerns off-loading a quantity of gold at wholesale prices. 'Tis quite an attractive offer considering fine jewelry is our stock-in-trade, and we thought to at least listen to his proposal.
Godbert: But if he would purposefully command his lackeys to disturb the peace of a public port...

Julyan: We can't do business with a thug like that. Absolutely not.

Delion: Where did all those lackeys come from in the first place? Is there a “hulking weaponized brute” manufactory around here somewhere?

PuPu: As I suspected. My ship's vaporization beam is configured to expunge only replicated matter.

Delion: So you can copy inorganic materials as well. How...interesting.

Brandihild: Once the matter duplication facility has analyzed an object's molecular structure, it can generate any number of copies.
Brandihild: Yet it cannot create matter from nothing─a requisite supply of aether must be on hand to facilitate the process.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Cor, you sure do know a lot about a lot, Inspector Brandihild! Even alien starships!

Brandihild: 'Tis no great achievement. As I've mentioned, the gaps in my knowledge were patched with data from the starship's own archives, which included the vessel's full schematics and functions...

Delion: Assuming I understand this correctly... Is it possible Vanhudi is using the repaired alien craft to replicate piles and piles of gold?

Brandihild: We share the same suspicion, Master Delion. To my knowledge, no other method exists that can reliably produce precious metals.

Hildibrand: O-Of course! 'Tis the obvious conclusion!
Hildibrand: That being the case, one might further assume that Vanhudi is either threatening or deceiving Master PuPu's comrade in order to gain access to the vessel's superior technology.
Hildibrand: Our course of action is clear! We march right up to this gold-spawner's front door and demand the release of his extraterrestrial hostage!
-cutscene end

-optional start
Delion: The inspector's mother is as monstrously strong as the Manderville men. Except...that doesn't make any sense...

PuPu: All this talk of threats and deceit has me worried...

Brandihild: I am given to understand that, while identical in appearance, the craft belonging to Master PuPu's comrade is equipped with more advanced technology.

Nashu Mhakaracca: That was a smashing hit, [Forename]!

Julyan: Good to see you, [Forename]. And good to see yer still keepin' company with our darlin' boy!
Julyan: That blocky lad a new friend of yers? Smooth off the edges and he'd be the spittin' image of our Hildy.

Godbert: I was hesitant to put stock in the unsavory rumors I'd heard, but this unprovoked attack on the port would seem to be incontrovertible proof of Vanhudi's villainy...

-optional end

===Talking to Hildibrand again===

Hildibrand: We must confront this malicious merchant at once!

Godbert: If your heart's set on confrontation, then you may as well come with us. Vanhudi's invitation included a private airship flight to his new estate.

Julyan: Aye, we still need to formally reject his deal anyways, and his pilot will be waitin'.
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==Video Archive==
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Not from Around Here

2026-05-31T15:33:10Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */

{{Quest infobox
| title = Not from Around Here
| description = Hildibrand is keen to embark on the next leg of your investigation.
| image = not from around here1.png
| quest-giver = Hildibrand
| related-npcs = Archeion Custodian; Brandihild; Delion; Elezen Agriculturist; Excitable Youth; Godbert; Godbrand; Good-hearted Gleaner; Highlander Agriculturist; Lalafellin Agriculturist; Midlander Agriculturist; Nashu Mhakaracca; Nilzozo; PuPu
| location = Thavnair
| location-x = 15.2
| location-y = 15.1
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 420
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 90
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 0
| gil = 3330
| reward1 = 1 Wind-up PuPu
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = By Agents Unknown
| next-quest = A Spirited Reforging, Of Duplicity and Duplication
| release = endwalker
| patch = 6.45
| id-gt = 70291
| id-edb = c22e93aeedd
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]] in [[Old Sharlayan]].
*Speak with Hildibrand.
*Speak with Hildibrand at [[the Archeion]].
*Gather information at [[Meryall Agronomics]].
*Speak with Hildibrand.
*Speak with Hildibrand in [[Radz-at-Han]].
*Speak with [[Delion]].

==Journal==
*Hildibrand is keen to embark on the next leg of your investigation.

*In order to pursue the Case of the Silent Correspondent once more, you prepare to ship off to Sharlayan. Or teleport, as the case may be. Assuming they follow your advice, Hildibrand and the rest of your party should be waiting to meet you near the Confluence.

*Despite it being their first time traveling by experimental aetheryte, most of your companions appear to be unaffected by aetherial sickness. Delion is the notable exception, though it is unclear if his suffering is due to some intrinsic quality, or because the gods were feeling capricious. In any event, the editor in chief is determined to push through his nausea, proposing an immediate investigation of the Sharlayans' “underground military facility”─an idea onto which the inspector latches with characteristic enthusiasm. The Hall of Artifice awaits.

*Lacking the proper permissions to board the lift, Hildibrand's foray into Labyrinthos appears to be over as soon as it began. It is fortunate, then, that Godbert arrives at this very moment to exert his ambassadorial authority, affording your companions access as part of the Syndicate member's entourage. Next stop: the Archeion.

*Your initial inquiries into archived alien starships meet with no success. A custodian does, however, mention having seen a PuPu-like visitor at Meryall Agronomics. With renewed vigor, your party descends to the Medial Circuit with the intention of interviewing the local laborers.

*Your in-depth interrogations reveal that an individual resembling PuPu─and not merely another mandragora─did indeed visit the Labyrinthos farm in the company of a decidedly less-alien acquaintance. Hildibrand will wish to corroborate your findings.

*The information you extracted matches what the inspector has learned, and you are soon joined by the gleaner responsible for guiding the oddly paired visitors into Labyrinthos.

:It transpires that one was a Hannish apothecary who, upon giving up on his mercantile endeavors in war-torn Garlemald, came across a wrecked vessel and its unusual pilot stranded in the snow. The gleaner met said apothecary in Thavnair, the man having returned to his homeland with both broken craft and alien occupant in tow. Wishing to offer assistance with repairs, the gleaner then escorted them to Sharlayan─and Thaumazein's famed engineers. Once the vessel was restored, however, the pair departed and have not been seen since.

:You remain one step behind, but for now it is enough to know that PuPu's friend is very much alive, and likely to be found in the company of the alchemist. With these clues in hand, your party elects to return to Radz-at-Han and continue the search.

*Back in Radz-at-Han you are joined by Godbert, who has succeeded in locating a missing family relic. PuPu recognizes the recovered artifact as a device made by Mandervillians─a technologically advanced alien race─and offers to access and present to everyone whatever images may be stored within it. Thus do all gather in a darkened room to view the recording, where you are blindsided by the revelation that Godbrand, the founding lord of House Manderville, was the last surviving member of the starfaring Mandervillians. Manderville weaponry, too, appears to be the product of extraterrestrial innovation. While initially flabbergasted, Hildibrand and Godbert accept their cosmic roots without question, and vow to uphold their ancestor's heartfelt wishes to aid the people of this star. Before returning to his labors, however, Godbert asks that you meet him at the aetheryte plaza, hinting at a gift of some kind...

*Before Godbert makes his appearance, Delion approaches you to express contrition at his misjudgment of the Sharlayan people, as the discovery he has devoted readers among the scholars has done much to improve his perception of them. His low opinion of PuPu, on the other hand, has not changed whatsoever, and he bids you stand ready for the moment the alien reveals his true colors. It is then that Godbert arrives to present you with a clockwork version of everyone's favorite little blue man. More than ever, the goldsmith is determined to progress with his weaponsmithing endeavor, and he remains amenable to your expert assistance.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: Nice teamwork, [Forename]!

PuPu: Brandihild told me you all went in search of ingredients for my medicine. I am so very grateful!

Delion: The time has come, [Forename]. Sharlayan is the beating heart of this conspiracy, and I won't let them hide their machinations any longer!

Brandihild: My calculations may have failed me, but my companions did not. 'Twas your quick thinking that saw the villain laid low—with a tremendous flourish, no less.

-optional end

Hildibrand: Sharlayan awaits! We need only charter a suitable sea vessel.

Brandihild: Of course, but...does not the city lie many days' sail to the north? Is there no swifter means of reaching our destination?

Hildibrand: So this “experimental aetheryte” will allow us to teleport thither even absent attunement? Splendid! Then we shall avail ourselves of the technological marvel forthwith!

-quest accepted

===Speak with Hildibrand in Old Sharlayan===

-optional start

Delion: Urgh... Oh gods... Save me...

Nashu Mhakaracca: I hope Delion wasn't too attached to his {{alternatives|dinner|breakfast|lunch}}!

Brandihild: How severe is your aether sickness, Master PuPu?

PuPu: Oh, when you've traveled the cosmos as much as I have, teleportation is not the least bit disconcerting.

-optional end

Hildibrand: So this is the city of learning. A sophisticated gentleman should feel right at home here!

Delion: Ulp...ugh...h-how are you all not...s-sick to your stomachs?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Experimental aetherytes make travel exponentially more fun!

Delion: Sometimes I feel as though I am the only normal person in this group of eccentrics...
Delion: B-But...ulp...this is not the time to succumb to nausea. Not here, in the belly of the beast.
Delion: Rumor has it the Sharlayans' secret agents travel the star in search of “specimens,” which they collect and bring home in service to a confidential research project. Said project is conducted in a huge underground military facility. If we're to find answers, then that's where we need to look.

Question: What will you say?

> Secret agents? You mean...gleaners?
Hildibrand: These “gleaner” chaps sound like they might know a thing or two. I say we pay them a visit in their little underground base.
> Labyrinthos. Not a military facility...
Hildibrand: I say, this “Labyrinthos” sounds promising. I say we head down there and make inquiries as to the whereabouts of our missing alien friend.
---

Hildibrand: We simply take a lift from the Hall of Artifice, yes? Then let us be on our way!

===Speak with Hildibrand===

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: If you're still feeling poorly, my all-purpose cure can perk you right up!

Delion: Ah, no-no-no thank you! I am much recovered!

Brandihild: The city's archives are said to be bursting with knowledge of countless peoples accumulated over the centuries. I should very much like to peruse the shelves—once we have attended to our main mission.

PuPu: What beautiful architecture. Sharlayan is clearly one of your more advanced civilizations.

-optional end

Hildibrand: Ah, these must be the lifts in question.

-cutscene start

Nilzozo: Do you wish to descend into Labyrinthos, {{alternatives|madam|sir}}?
Nilzozo: My apologies, but each of your companions must also secure the proper permissions before we can allow them entrance.

Hildibrand: If it is assurances you need, then surely a single glance is all you require to judge us trustworthy!

Nilzozo: I could certainly make some...judgments, but that is neither here nor there. Admission to Labyrinthos is subject to Forum policy.

Delion: ''You're'' the ones who should be judged! I know you're hiding aliens and xenotechnology in that underground base of yours! Admit it!

Nilzozo: Xenotechnology...? I sincerely have no idea what you're talking about.

Godbert@???: Oho, yet again do our paths cross in most serendipitous fashion!

Hildibrand: F-Father! What business brings you to Sharlayan!?

Godbert: I am in search of a certain object—one crucial to the continued refinement of the Manderville weaponry. My investigations lead me to believe it is to be found here, in Labyrinthos.
Godbert: And as you also seem to have business down below...
Godbert: This is my son and his bosom companions. If I vouch for their character, will you kindly allow them to board the lift?

Nilzozo: Ah, Master Godbert Manderville. The Forum sent word of your impending arrival.
Nilzozo: As a member of the Syndicate, your ambassadorial status affords you an entourage of up to five members. Pray consider their permissions arranged.

Godbert: I know not your current mission, but for the time being, I suggest you accompany me to the Archeion.

-cutscene end

===Speak with Hildibrand in the Archeion===
-optional start
Delion: An underground archive with such an extravagant recreation of an outdoor habitat? What “innocent” purpose could it possibly serve!?
Delion: Oh—but of course! They're performing simulations to hone their strategy for aiding the aliens in their invasion of the world above!

Nashu Mhakaracca: We're underground...but aboveground at the same time!

Brandihild: What an incredible vault of accumulated curiosities. I should very much like to return here once our mission is complete.

PuPu: Ah, they have transformed this subterranean environment into one more suited to surface beings. I am reminded of the orbital stations built by my own home star.

Godbert: Sharlayan structures truly are works of art. Simply inspiring.

-optional end

Hildibrand: From what Father tells me, this storage facility is replete with samples and specimens collected from every land on Etheirys. If anyone has information concerning visiting aliens and crashed starships, it will be these studious folk.

-cutscene start

Archeion Custodian: A shiny silver saucer? I'm sorry, but we have no record of any such object in our archives, either whole or in part.

Delion: Or so you would have us believe! But the purpose of this complex—this military fortress—is plain! You cannot deny that you're conducting secret research on alien starships!

Archeion Custodian: We are not conducting secret research on alien starships. Yes, we did build a starfaring vessel in Thaumazein, but it was neither for military purposes nor of extraterrestrial origin.

Delion: Disguising your foul lies with a sprinkling of the truth, are we? Fine. I'll dig up the facts myself, and then everyone will hear what you're ''really'' up to!

Archeion Custodian: While I cannot assist you with your missing craft, I do recall seeing an individual of like appearance to your companion here.

Hildibrand: You do!? And where was this, pray tell!?

Archeion Custodian: At Meryall Agronomics, in the Medial Circuit. The lift at the back of the building will take you down there.

Hildibrand: Many thanks, my good man!

Godbert: Well, well, it seems you've found yourselves a solid lead. I have my own search to attend to, so I shall bid you good hunting and good day...

Hildibrand: Another round of in-depth inquiries by the agent of enquiry—and friends—is in order. To Meryall Agronomics we go!

-cutscene end

===Gather information at Meryall Agronomics===

-optional start
Brandihild: What fine and juicy-looking grapes...

Delion: Mark my words, I'll find the evidence I require. They can't hide all traces of their alien alliance...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Master PuPu has found a new friend! Maybe they can help us find the old one!

PuPu: How could anyone ever mistake me for a mandragora? We look nothing alike...

Hildibrand: If I may, have you perchance come across an individual resembling this delightful blue ragamuffin here?

Elezen Agriculturist: Actually, now that you mention it...
-optional end

Midlander Agriculturist: Your description would lead me to believe you're looking for one of the mandragoras hereabouts.
Midlander Agriculturist: But if, as you say, it's something else you're after, then I'm not sure if I can be of much help. I've only just started working here, so you may have more luck asking the older hands.

Highlander Agriculturist: Ah, you must be talking about one of those new mandragora strains. We whipped up a batch of bright-blue stray onions, but I'm afraid they started to rot almost immediately.
Highlander Agriculturist: Hm? Not a mandra, you say? Well, the only other bluish things I can think of around here are the grapes─look how luscious this crop turned out!

Lalafellin Agriculturist: Yes, the little blue man. Saw him with my own two eyes, I did, and it was no mandragora.
Lalafellin Agriculturist: A gleaner in the company of an outside visitor passed through a little while back. Nothing too unusual there, only this, uh, friend you described was scuttling along with them.
Lalafellin Agriculturist: I know not what purpose brought them to the farm, but whatever it was, they didn't tarry here long.

===Speak with Hildibrand===

-optional start
Brandihild: What fine and juicy-looking grapes...

Delion: Mark my words, I'll find the evidence I require. They can't hide all traces of their alien alliance...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Master PuPu has found a new friend! Maybe they can help us find the old one!

PuPu: How could anyone ever mistake me for a mandragora? We look nothing alike...

Elezen Agriculturist: ...And that's all I know.

Midlander Agriculturist: I am sorry, but I honestly have no idea what to make of your story...

Highlander Agriculturist: So...not looking for a new species of mandragora, and you've no interest in grapes. It seems I've nothing for you.

Lalafellin Agriculturist: As I said, your missing comrade was here, albeit briefly. So at least you're on the right track!
-optional end

-cutscene start

Hildibrand: Wonderful! That corroborates the information I but moments ago skillfully squirreled out of this farmer.
Hildibrand: She claims to be an acquaintance of the gleaner in question, in fact, and will bring him to talk to us shortly.
Hildibrand: Let's round up the others—we should all be present to hear what revelations this professional collector has to share.

Good-hearted Gleaner: You're the folk asking about the little blue man, yes?
Good-hearted Gleaner: Oh, and you've brought someone who's practically identical! You must be the same species, surely.

PuPu: My friend was really here, then...?

Good-hearted Gleaner: They certainly were. If you've a moment or three, I'll tell you the whole tale...
Good-hearted Gleaner: To begin at the beginning, I was in Thavnair on a procurement mission when I crossed paths with an apothecary and his unusual companion.
Good-hearted Gleaner: As I mentioned, the companion was almost your twin in appearance, and the wagon they rode upon bore a damaged vessel the likes of which I'd never seen before.

PuPu: Could it be...?

Good-hearted Gleaner: As a collector by trade I have a certain weakness for oddities, thus did I hail the apothecary to inquire after his company and his cargo.
Good-hearted Gleaner: The man was only too happy to share his story. He had, it seemed, quite recklessly plunged into the war-torn lands of Garlemald to sell his wares, reasoning that where there was conflict, there would be a need for medicinal goods.
Good-hearted Gleaner: The state of affairs was rather more volatile than he'd anticipated, however, and he was soon forced to abandon his venture. And so the apothecary began his long trek home, only to shortly thereafter discover a strange silvery ship—and its shaken pilot—crash-landed in a snowfield.

PuPu: It cannot be a coincidence...

Good-hearted Gleaner: The story continues. After extricating the battered vessel and its occupant from the snow, he brought them home to Radz–at–Han. His guest wished to make repairs to the craft, yet even amongst the wonders of the bazaar, they struggled to find suitable parts.
Good-hearted Gleaner: Hearing this, I suggested they bring the wreckage itself to Labyrinthos, and after they agreed to the idea, I escorted them here myself.
Good-hearted Gleaner: Alas, even the Thaumazein engineers who worked on the ark were stymied by the exotic ship, finding its technology impossible to comprehend, let alone replicate.
Good-hearted Gleaner: The little blue fellow eventually resorted to drafting schematics. While the engineers followed these step by step to craft the essential bits and bobs, the apothecary and his companion were waiting here at Meryall.

PuPu: And then what happened...?

Good-hearted Gleaner: Well, once our industrious visitor had what they needed, they repaired the vessel in a twinkling. The pair then departed almost immediately, and I've seen neither hide nor hair of them since.
Good-hearted Gleaner: I'm told the apothecary paid a handsome sum for the engineers' services, but, being typical Sharlayans, I wager they would've happily forfeited the coin for a chance to pore over every square ilm of that ship.
Good-hearted Gleaner: Now, I'm no scientist, but I'm beginning to think such an incredible vessel must've been some kind of starfaring craft. And that little blue man, well...
Good-hearted Gleaner: He must've been an alien from another world!
Good-hearted Gleaner: Or so I'd like to believe. I'm an avid reader of ''The Thavnairian Truth'', you see, and love to entertain these idle flights of fancy...
Good-hearted Gleaner: But I've rambled on too long. There are errands to attend to, and I really must take my leave. Good fortune to you!

Delion: C-Can it be true!? I have a readership in Sharlayan!
Delion: Perhaps I've misjudged these people...

Hildibrand: 'Twould seem your comrade is hale and healthy, Master PuPu! And in the company of a Hannish alchemist of undisclosed description...

PuPu: Yes, this is wonderful news! I am grateful indeed that we made the journey.

Hildibrand: I've a feeling this case will soon draw to a close! Come, let us return to Radz–at–Han and continue the search.

-cutscene end

===Speak with Hildibrand in Radz-at-Han===

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: There and back again, in the blink of an eye!

Excitable Youth: It's a relief to see that Miss Nashu is hale and whole and still fetching. I wasn't able to sneak into Labyrinthos, so I couldn't watch over her like usual. But I'm here for her now! Now and forever...

-optional end

-cutscene start

Hildibrand: To summarize our findings, we now know Master PuPu's friend is safe and in the company of a Hannish gentleman—and possibly here on this very isle...

Godbert@???: Oho, that ''does'' sound promising!

Hildibrand: Father! You've returned to the city? I trust this means your own investigation was successful?

Godbert: That it was...although laying hands on the object of my desire has been a long and frustrating ordeal, to say the least.
Godbert: Much painstaking research revealed to me the existence of a hereditary Manderville relic, within which slumbers the secrets of weapon augmentation. Yet though I turned our ancestral home upside down, I failed to unearth the artifact in question.
Godbert: The reason for its absence became clear when I chanced upon the journal of one of our forefathers. He wrote of a visiting scholar's keen interest in the relic, and how he thus surrendered it into Sharlayan's safekeeping for study.
Godbert: The trail led me to Labyrinthos. As it turns out, the Sharlayans never did find time to conduct their analysis. The custodian and I found the curio tucked away in a dusty corner of the Archeion, still awaiting processing.
Godbert: And here it is: an oddity every bit as perplexing as Godbrand's cipher-bound manual. How are we to liberate its hidden wisdom...?

PuPu: Oh, I can help you with that. These devices were made by the Mandervillians—a starfaring race with whom we once traded.

Hildibrand: S-Starfaring...?

Godbert: ...Mandervillians!?

PuPu: Yes, a highly evolved species with a mastery of advanced technologies. Our peoples shared ideas and inventions, so I am quite familiar with your family's “relic.”
PuPu: If you so wish, I can have the device project whatever images were stored upon it. A darkened room would afford us the clearest view, however...

Hildibrand: Then let us retire to our rooms in Kama and dim the lanterns. We must behold these secrets in optimal conditions!

Godbert: Mandervillians... A coincidental naming, or is there some deeper connection?

PuPu: Everyone comfortable? Let's see what the device has for us.

Godbrand@Godbert-like Gentleman: I am Godbrand, wanderer of stars and weaponsmith extraordinaire!

Godbert: First lord of House Manderville...

Hildibrand: This is ''the'' Godbrand? Our founding father!?

Godbrand: I record this message that my descendants may know the truth of their cosmic origins. The tale is long, but I bid you watch until the very end!
Godbrand: Heirs of mine, I am not a man born of this star...or even a man at all. I am of the Mandervillians, a race which hails from the far side of the great expanse.
Godbrand: Mandervillians are parasitic symbionts—we can only survive by bonding with other life-forms.
Godbrand: Once our essence has taken root, we supplant the host's mind and strengthen its physical structures, imbuing our new form with a steel-like resilience.

Delion: I knew there was something alien about that impossible imperviousness...

Godbrand: Then, through the conjoining of compatible host bodies, we produce offspring which harbor the next generation of Mandervillians.
Godbrand: This symbiotic variant eventually takes to the stars in search of potential new vessels, adapting and multiplying. So it was that our race proliferated and spread throughout the cosmos...
Godbrand: Until, tragically, our flourishing civilization was brought to an abrupt end.
Godbrand: Every planet upon which we Mandervillians resided was visited by an inexplicable calamity. Our societies were brought to ruin by life-forms suddenly twisted into horrific nightmares.

Godbert: That sounds rather familiar. So even stars far removed in time and space were ravaged by the Final Days...

Godbrand: Desperate to avoid the same fate, a comrade and I boarded a ship, and fled upwards into the starry night.
Godbrand: We flew and flew until we found a planet—your planet—untouched by the phenomenon, but the rigors of the journey had so damaged our craft that we were forced to make an uncontrolled descent.
Godbrand: I alone crawled from the wreckage, badly injured and near death. But even as I resigned myself to perishing on this unfamiliar world, I was found by a man who had come looking for the “falling star.”
Godbrand: As a rule, Mandervillians do not take intelligent life-forms for hosts. After hearing my story, however, this sympathetic gentleman offered to become my vessel of his own accord.
Godbrand: He was himself afflicted by an incurable malady, and with little time left to live, seemed content to know that his ailing body could provide safe haven for another.
Godbrand: With his blessing I set about transferring my essence. The man's form was revitalized and purged of its fatal frailty, yet the mind which dwelled within was now my own.
Godbrand: I went on to build a new home for myself here, making use of my people's technology to ply the blacksmith's trade. I wed a local lass, and together we had a child.
Godbrand: Although not pure Mandervillian, our offspring exhibits the same enhanced physiology—a boon I suspect shall be passed down for generations through the bloodline of “House Manderville.”
Godbrand: My dear descendants, the folk of this star are most fragile. Yet as the first man I encountered did demonstrate, they are nevertheless capable of surpassing love and generosity.
Godbrand: As the last of the Mandervillians, I have but one request to make of you.
Godbrand: Pray employ your superlative attributes—and my armory of Manderville armaments—for the benefit of these wonderful peoples whom I hold in the highest regard.

Brandihild: What an astounding development...

Hildibrand: I, Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville, shall heed the passionate plea of my illustrious forebear!
Hildibrand: No case is too big nor too small should it be in service to my fellow man!

Delion: He learns he's descended from an ''extraterrestrial being'' and it's still business as usual...

Nashu Mhakaracca: But...wait a minute. Then why is Lady Julyan so monstrously strong? Is she a descendant of aliens, too?

Godbert: Well, well, this is most unexpected. Never did it cross my mind that our esteemed ancestor might hail from beyond the heavens.
Godbert: But I do wonder if that selfsame blood still runs thick in our veins. The family tree I glanced over some years ago suggests that—ah, but 'tis unimportant.
Godbert: My present purpose remains unchanged.
Godbert: I will bring our Manderville weaponry to the peak of perfection! For Godbrand! And for the good of our star!
Godbert: Ah, before I forget, I have a gift for you, [Forename]. Pray await me at the aetheryte plaza and I shall bring it to you forthwith.

-cutscene end

===Speak with Delion===

-cutscene start

Delion: Some truths can shatter the foundations of our beliefs when brought to light. But I have to say, this wasn't one of them.
Delion: The more staggering discovery was that I have devoted readers in Sharlayan. Those who peruse my publication are allies against the ever-expanding webs of lies and deception, without exception!
Delion: I have misjudged the Sharlayan people. They are not collaborators or the architects of conspiracy. They are but seekers of knowledge unafraid to plumb the depths of the unknown.
Delion: That Master PuPu, though—that one still has ulterior motives. I'd bet my life on it! Stand ready, for we shall have need of your strength when he shows his true colors.

Godbert: I hope you've not been waiting long!
Godbert: This is the gift I mentioned.
Godbert: Master PuPu's earnest quest inspired me to indulge in a spot of clockwork craftsmanship between weaponsmithing sessions.
Godbert: I thought it only fitting that you be the one to care for this diminutive simulacrum. Consider it a memento of your adventures together.

> If the player has completed the quest {{i|Make It a Manderville}}
Godbert: As for our Manderville weaponry project, your assistance is still very much welcome whensoever you can spare the time.
> If the player has not completed the quest {{i|Make It a Manderville}}
Godbert: Ah, and as for our Manderville weaponry project, I believe my ancestor's artifact has unlocked the door to the next stage of improvements.
---

Godbert: Should you find time to offer your assistance, announce yourself to Master Gerolt and I shall endeavor to join you with utmost celerity.
Godbert: Until then, my dear [Forename]!

-quest complete

-cutscene end

-cutscene start

System: Meanwhile, elsewhere in Thavnair...

Dubious Individual: Lord Vanhudi, I come with ill tidings. Professor Lugae set an ambush for his nemesis, but was once more defeated. His current whereabouts are...unclear.

Vanhudi: That blithering dolt!
Vanhudi: ...No matter. Preparations are well underway—the manifestation will proceed as planned.

System: Extraterrestrial calamity♪
System: Cosmically altered physiology♪
System: A gentleman's man♪ The first of their clan♪ An ancestor of quality—our Godbrand Manderville♪
System: Truth can be stranger than the tallest tale♪
</nowiki>}}

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

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

Not from Around Here

2026-05-31T15:31:52Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ edited and adjusted to new template

{{Quest infobox
| title = Not from Around Here
| description = Hildibrand is keen to embark on the next leg of your investigation.
| image = not from around here1.png
| quest-giver = Hildibrand
| related-npcs = Archeion Custodian; Brandihild; Delion; Elezen Agriculturist; Excitable Youth; Godbert; Godbrand; Good-hearted Gleaner; Highlander Agriculturist; Lalafellin Agriculturist; Midlander Agriculturist; Nashu Mhakaracca; Nilzozo; PuPu
| location = Thavnair
| location-x = 15.2
| location-y = 15.1
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 420
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 90
| requirements =
| req-items =
| exp = 0
| gil = 3330
| reward1 = 1 Wind-up PuPu
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = By Agents Unknown
| next-quest = A Spirited Reforging, Of Duplicity and Duplication
| release = endwalker
| patch = 6.45
| id-gt = 70291
| id-edb = c22e93aeedd
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]] in [[Old Sharlayan]].
*Speak with Hildibrand.
*Speak with Hildibrand at [[the Archeion]].
*Gather information at [[Meryall Agronomics]].
*Speak with Hildibrand.
*Speak with Hildibrand in [[Radz-at-Han]].
*Speak with [[Delion]].

==Journal==
*Hildibrand is keen to embark on the next leg of your investigation.

*In order to pursue the Case of the Silent Correspondent once more, you prepare to ship off to Sharlayan. Or teleport, as the case may be. Assuming they follow your advice, Hildibrand and the rest of your party should be waiting to meet you near the Confluence.

*Despite it being their first time traveling by experimental aetheryte, most of your companions appear to be unaffected by aetherial sickness. Delion is the notable exception, though it is unclear if his suffering is due to some intrinsic quality, or because the gods were feeling capricious. In any event, the editor in chief is determined to push through his nausea, proposing an immediate investigation of the Sharlayans' “underground military facility”─an idea onto which the inspector latches with characteristic enthusiasm. The Hall of Artifice awaits.

*Lacking the proper permissions to board the lift, Hildibrand's foray into Labyrinthos appears to be over as soon as it began. It is fortunate, then, that Godbert arrives at this very moment to exert his ambassadorial authority, affording your companions access as part of the Syndicate member's entourage. Next stop: the Archeion.

*Your initial inquiries into archived alien starships meet with no success. A custodian does, however, mention having seen a PuPu-like visitor at Meryall Agronomics. With renewed vigor, your party descends to the Medial Circuit with the intention of interviewing the local laborers.

*Your in-depth interrogations reveal that an individual resembling PuPu─and not merely another mandragora─did indeed visit the Labyrinthos farm in the company of a decidedly less-alien acquaintance. Hildibrand will wish to corroborate your findings.

*The information you extracted matches what the inspector has learned, and you are soon joined by the gleaner responsible for guiding the oddly paired visitors into Labyrinthos.

:It transpires that one was a Hannish apothecary who, upon giving up on his mercantile endeavors in war-torn Garlemald, came across a wrecked vessel and its unusual pilot stranded in the snow. The gleaner met said apothecary in Thavnair, the man having returned to his homeland with both broken craft and alien occupant in tow. Wishing to offer assistance with repairs, the gleaner then escorted them to Sharlayan─and Thaumazein's famed engineers. Once the vessel was restored, however, the pair departed and have not been seen since.

:You remain one step behind, but for now it is enough to know that PuPu's friend is very much alive, and likely to be found in the company of the alchemist. With these clues in hand, your party elects to return to Radz-at-Han and continue the search.

*Back in Radz-at-Han you are joined by Godbert, who has succeeded in locating a missing family relic. PuPu recognizes the recovered artifact as a device made by Mandervillians─a technologically advanced alien race─and offers to access and present to everyone whatever images may be stored within it. Thus do all gather in a darkened room to view the recording, where you are blindsided by the revelation that Godbrand, the founding lord of House Manderville, was the last surviving member of the starfaring Mandervillians. Manderville weaponry, too, appears to be the product of extraterrestrial innovation. While initially flabbergasted, Hildibrand and Godbert accept their cosmic roots without question, and vow to uphold their ancestor's heartfelt wishes to aid the people of this star. Before returning to his labors, however, Godbert asks that you meet him at the aetheryte plaza, hinting at a gift of some kind...

*Before Godbert makes his appearance, Delion approaches you to express contrition at his misjudgment of the Sharlayan people, as the discovery he has devoted readers among the scholars has done much to improve his perception of them. His low opinion of PuPu, on the other hand, has not changed whatsoever, and he bids you stand ready for the moment the alien reveals his true colors. It is then that Godbert arrives to present you with a clockwork version of everyone's favorite little blue man. More than ever, the goldsmith is determined to progress with his weaponsmithing endeavor, and he remains amenable to your expert assistance.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: Nice teamwork, [Forename]!

PuPu: Brandihild told me you all went in search of ingredients for my medicine. I am so very grateful!

Delion: The time has come, [Forename]. Sharlayan is the beating heart of this conspiracy, and I won't let them hide their machinations any longer!

Brandihild: My calculations may have failed me, but my companions did not. 'Twas your quick thinking that saw the villain laid low—with a tremendous flourish, no less.

-optional end

Hildibrand: Sharlayan awaits! We need only charter a suitable sea vessel.

Brandihild: Of course, but...does not the city lie many days' sail to the north? Is there no swifter means of reaching our destination?

Hildibrand: So this “experimental aetheryte” will allow us to teleport thither even absent attunement? Splendid! Then we shall avail ourselves of the technological marvel forthwith!

-quest accepted

===Speak with Hildibrand in Old Sharlayan===

-optional start

Delion: Urgh... Oh gods... Save me...

Nashu Mhakaracca: I hope Delion wasn't too attached to his {{alternatives|dinner|breakfast|lunch}}!

Brandihild: How severe is your aether sickness, Master PuPu?

PuPu: Oh, when you've traveled the cosmos as much as I have, teleportation is not the least bit disconcerting.

-optional end

Hildibrand: So this is the city of learning. A sophisticated gentleman should feel right at home here!

Delion: Ulp...ugh...h-how are you all not...s-sick to your stomachs?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Experimental aetherytes make travel exponentially more fun!

Delion: Sometimes I feel as though I am the only normal person in this group of eccentrics...
Delion: B-But...ulp...this is not the time to succumb to nausea. Not here, in the belly of the beast.
Delion: Rumor has it the Sharlayans' secret agents travel the star in search of “specimens,” which they collect and bring home in service to a confidential research project. Said project is conducted in a huge underground military facility. If we're to find answers, then that's where we need to look.

Question: What will you say?

> Secret agents? You mean...gleaners?
Hildibrand: These “gleaner” chaps sound like they might know a thing or two. I say we pay them a visit in their little underground base.
> Labyrinthos. Not a military facility...
Hildibrand: I say, this “Labyrinthos” sounds promising. I say we head down there and make inquiries as to the whereabouts of our missing alien friend.
---

Hildibrand: We simply take a lift from the Hall of Artifice, yes? Then let us be on our way!

===Speak with Hildibrand===

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: If you're still feeling poorly, my all-purpose cure can perk you right up!

Delion: Ah, no-no-no thank you! I am much recovered!

Brandihild: The city's archives are said to be bursting with knowledge of countless peoples accumulated over the centuries. I should very much like to peruse the shelves—once we have attended to our main mission.

PuPu: What beautiful architecture. Sharlayan is clearly one of your more advanced civilizations.

-optional end

Hildibrand: Ah, these must be the lifts in question.

-cutscene start

Nilzozo: Do you wish to descend into Labyrinthos, {{alternatives|madam|sir}}?
Nilzozo: My apologies, but each of your companions must also secure the proper permissions before we can allow them entrance.

Hildibrand: If it is assurances you need, then surely a single glance is all you require to judge us trustworthy!

Nilzozo: I could certainly make some...judgments, but that is neither here nor there. Admission to Labyrinthos is subject to Forum policy.

Delion: ''You're'' the ones who should be judged! I know you're hiding aliens and xenotechnology in that underground base of yours! Admit it!

Nilzozo: Xenotechnology...? I sincerely have no idea what you're talking about.

Godbert@???: Oho, yet again do our paths cross in most serendipitous fashion!

Hildibrand: F-Father! What business brings you to Sharlayan!?

Godbert: I am in search of a certain object—one crucial to the continued refinement of the Manderville weaponry. My investigations lead me to believe it is to be found here, in Labyrinthos.
Godbert: And as you also seem to have business down below...
Godbert: This is my son and his bosom companions. If I vouch for their character, will you kindly allow them to board the lift?

Nilzozo: Ah, Master Godbert Manderville. The Forum sent word of your impending arrival.
Nilzozo: As a member of the Syndicate, your ambassadorial status affords you an entourage of up to five members. Pray consider their permissions arranged.

Godbert: I know not your current mission, but for the time being, I suggest you accompany me to the Archeion.

-cutscene end

===Speak with Hildibrand in the Archeion===
-optional start
Delion: An underground archive with such an extravagant recreation of an outdoor habitat? What “innocent” purpose could it possibly serve!?
Delion: Oh—but of course! They're performing simulations to hone their strategy for aiding the aliens in their invasion of the world above!

Nashu Mhakaracca: We're underground...but aboveground at the same time!

Brandihild: What an incredible vault of accumulated curiosities. I should very much like to return here once our mission is complete.

PuPu: Ah, they have transformed this subterranean environment into one more suited to surface beings. I am reminded of the orbital stations built by my own home star.

Godbert: Sharlayan structures truly are works of art. Simply inspiring.

-optional end

Hildibrand: From what Father tells me, this storage facility is replete with samples and specimens collected from every land on Etheirys. If anyone has information concerning visiting aliens and crashed starships, it will be these studious folk.

-cutscene start

Archeion Custodian: A shiny silver saucer? I'm sorry, but we have no record of any such object in our archives, either whole or in part.

Delion: Or so you would have us believe! But the purpose of this complex—this military fortress—is plain! You cannot deny that you're conducting secret research on alien starships!

Archeion Custodian: We are not conducting secret research on alien starships. Yes, we did build a starfaring vessel in Thaumazein, but it was neither for military purposes nor of extraterrestrial origin.

Delion: Disguising your foul lies with a sprinkling of the truth, are we? Fine. I'll dig up the facts myself, and then everyone will hear what you're ''really'' up to!

Archeion Custodian: While I cannot assist you with your missing craft, I do recall seeing an individual of like appearance to your companion here.

Hildibrand: You do!? And where was this, pray tell!?

Archeion Custodian: At Meryall Agronomics, in the Medial Circuit. The lift at the back of the building will take you down there.

Hildibrand: Many thanks, my good man!

Godbert: Well, well, it seems you've found yourselves a solid lead. I have my own search to attend to, so I shall bid you good hunting and good day...

Hildibrand: Another round of in-depth inquiries by the agent of enquiry—and friends—is in order. To Meryall Agronomics we go!

-cutscene end

===Gather information at Meryall Agronomics===

-optional start
Brandihild: What fine and juicy-looking grapes...

Delion: Mark my words, I'll find the evidence I require. They can't hide all traces of their alien alliance...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Master PuPu has found a new friend! Maybe they can help us find the old one!

PuPu: How could anyone ever mistake me for a mandragora? We look nothing alike...

Hildibrand: If I may, have you perchance come across an individual resembling this delightful blue ragamuffin here?

Elezen Agriculturist: Actually, now that you mention it...
-optional end

Midlander Agriculturist: Your description would lead me to believe you're looking for one of the mandragoras hereabouts.
Midlander Agriculturist: But if, as you say, it's something else you're after, then I'm not sure if I can be of much help. I've only just started working here, so you may have more luck asking the older hands.

Highlander Agriculturist: Ah, you must be talking about one of those new mandragora strains. We whipped up a batch of bright-blue stray onions, but I'm afraid they started to rot almost immediately.
Highlander Agriculturist: Hm? Not a mandra, you say? Well, the only other bluish things I can think of around here are the grapes─look how luscious this crop turned out!

Lalafellin Agriculturist: Yes, the little blue man. Saw him with my own two eyes, I did, and it was no mandragora.
Lalafellin Agriculturist: A gleaner in the company of an outside visitor passed through a little while back. Nothing too unusual there, only this, uh, friend you described was scuttling along with them.
Lalafellin Agriculturist: I know not what purpose brought them to the farm, but whatever it was, they didn't tarry here long.

===Speak with Hildibrand===

-optional start
Brandihild: What fine and juicy-looking grapes...

Delion: Mark my words, I'll find the evidence I require. They can't hide all traces of their alien alliance...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Master PuPu has found a new friend! Maybe they can help us find the old one!

PuPu: How could anyone ever mistake me for a mandragora? We look nothing alike...

Elezen Agriculturist: ...And that's all I know.

Midlander Agriculturist: I am sorry, but I honestly have no idea what to make of your story...

Highlander Agriculturist: So...not looking for a new species of mandragora, and you've no interest in grapes. It seems I've nothing for you.

Lalafellin Agriculturist: As I said, your missing comrade was here, albeit briefly. So at least you're on the right track!
-optional end

-cutscene start

Hildibrand: Wonderful! That corroborates the information I but moments ago skillfully squirreled out of this farmer.
Hildibrand: She claims to be an acquaintance of the gleaner in question, in fact, and will bring him to talk to us shortly.
Hildibrand: Let's round up the others—we should all be present to hear what revelations this professional collector has to share.

Good-hearted Gleaner: You're the folk asking about the little blue man, yes?
Good-hearted Gleaner: Oh, and you've brought someone who's practically identical! You must be the same species, surely.

PuPu: My friend was really here, then...?

Good-hearted Gleaner: They certainly were. If you've a moment or three, I'll tell you the whole tale...
Good-hearted Gleaner: To begin at the beginning, I was in Thavnair on a procurement mission when I crossed paths with an apothecary and his unusual companion.
Good-hearted Gleaner: As I mentioned, the companion was almost your twin in appearance, and the wagon they rode upon bore a damaged vessel the likes of which I'd never seen before.

PuPu: Could it be...?

Good-hearted Gleaner: As a collector by trade I have a certain weakness for oddities, thus did I hail the apothecary to inquire after his company and his cargo.
Good-hearted Gleaner: The man was only too happy to share his story. He had, it seemed, quite recklessly plunged into the war-torn lands of Garlemald to sell his wares, reasoning that where there was conflict, there would be a need for medicinal goods.
Good-hearted Gleaner: The state of affairs was rather more volatile than he'd anticipated, however, and he was soon forced to abandon his venture. And so the apothecary began his long trek home, only to shortly thereafter discover a strange silvery ship—and its shaken pilot—crash-landed in a snowfield.

PuPu: It cannot be a coincidence...

Good-hearted Gleaner: The story continues. After extricating the battered vessel and its occupant from the snow, he brought them home to Radz–at–Han. His guest wished to make repairs to the craft, yet even amongst the wonders of the bazaar, they struggled to find suitable parts.
Good-hearted Gleaner: Hearing this, I suggested they bring the wreckage itself to Labyrinthos, and after they agreed to the idea, I escorted them here myself.
Good-hearted Gleaner: Alas, even the Thaumazein engineers who worked on the ark were stymied by the exotic ship, finding its technology impossible to comprehend, let alone replicate.
Good-hearted Gleaner: The little blue fellow eventually resorted to drafting schematics. While the engineers followed these step by step to craft the essential bits and bobs, the apothecary and his companion were waiting here at Meryall.

PuPu: And then what happened...?

Good-hearted Gleaner: Well, once our industrious visitor had what they needed, they repaired the vessel in a twinkling. The pair then departed almost immediately, and I've seen neither hide nor hair of them since.
Good-hearted Gleaner: I'm told the apothecary paid a handsome sum for the engineers' services, but, being typical Sharlayans, I wager they would've happily forfeited the coin for a chance to pore over every square ilm of that ship.
Good-hearted Gleaner: Now, I'm no scientist, but I'm beginning to think such an incredible vessel must've been some kind of starfaring craft. And that little blue man, well...
Good-hearted Gleaner: He must've been an alien from another world!
Good-hearted Gleaner: Or so I'd like to believe. I'm an avid reader of ''The Thavnairian Truth'', you see, and love to entertain these idle flights of fancy...
Good-hearted Gleaner: But I've rambled on too long. There are errands to attend to, and I really must take my leave. Good fortune to you!

Delion: C-Can it be true!? I have a readership in Sharlayan!
Delion: Perhaps I've misjudged these people...

Hildibrand: 'Twould seem your comrade is hale and healthy, Master PuPu! And in the company of a Hannish alchemist of undisclosed description...

PuPu: Yes, this is wonderful news! I am grateful indeed that we made the journey.

Hildibrand: I've a feeling this case will soon draw to a close! Come, let us return to Radz–at–Han and continue the search.

-cutscene end

===Speak with Hildibrand in Radz-at-Han===

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: There and back again, in the blink of an eye!

Excitable Youth: It's a relief to see that Miss Nashu is hale and whole and still fetching. I wasn't able to sneak into Labyrinthos, so I couldn't watch over her like usual. But I'm here for her now! Now and forever...

-optional end

Hildibrand: To summarize our findings, we now know Master PuPu's friend is safe and in the company of a Hannish gentleman—and possibly here on this very isle...

Godbert@???: Oho, that ''does'' sound promising!

Hildibrand: Father! You've returned to the city? I trust this means your own investigation was successful?

Godbert: That it was...although laying hands on the object of my desire has been a long and frustrating ordeal, to say the least.
Godbert: Much painstaking research revealed to me the existence of a hereditary Manderville relic, within which slumbers the secrets of weapon augmentation. Yet though I turned our ancestral home upside down, I failed to unearth the artifact in question.
Godbert: The reason for its absence became clear when I chanced upon the journal of one of our forefathers. He wrote of a visiting scholar's keen interest in the relic, and how he thus surrendered it into Sharlayan's safekeeping for study.
Godbert: The trail led me to Labyrinthos. As it turns out, the Sharlayans never did find time to conduct their analysis. The custodian and I found the curio tucked away in a dusty corner of the Archeion, still awaiting processing.
Godbert: And here it is: an oddity every bit as perplexing as Godbrand's cipher-bound manual. How are we to liberate its hidden wisdom...?

PuPu: Oh, I can help you with that. These devices were made by the Mandervillians—a starfaring race with whom we once traded.

Hildibrand: S-Starfaring...?

Godbert: ...Mandervillians!?

PuPu: Yes, a highly evolved species with a mastery of advanced technologies. Our peoples shared ideas and inventions, so I am quite familiar with your family's “relic.”
PuPu: If you so wish, I can have the device project whatever images were stored upon it. A darkened room would afford us the clearest view, however...

Hildibrand: Then let us retire to our rooms in Kama and dim the lanterns. We must behold these secrets in optimal conditions!

Godbert: Mandervillians... A coincidental naming, or is there some deeper connection?

PuPu: Everyone comfortable? Let's see what the device has for us.

Godbrand@Godbert-like Gentleman: I am Godbrand, wanderer of stars and weaponsmith extraordinaire!

Godbert: First lord of House Manderville...

Hildibrand: This is ''the'' Godbrand? Our founding father!?

Godbrand: I record this message that my descendants may know the truth of their cosmic origins. The tale is long, but I bid you watch until the very end!
Godbrand: Heirs of mine, I am not a man born of this star...or even a man at all. I am of the Mandervillians, a race which hails from the far side of the great expanse.
Godbrand: Mandervillians are parasitic symbionts—we can only survive by bonding with other life-forms.
Godbrand: Once our essence has taken root, we supplant the host's mind and strengthen its physical structures, imbuing our new form with a steel-like resilience.

Delion: I knew there was something alien about that impossible imperviousness...

Godbrand: Then, through the conjoining of compatible host bodies, we produce offspring which harbor the next generation of Mandervillians.
Godbrand: This symbiotic variant eventually takes to the stars in search of potential new vessels, adapting and multiplying. So it was that our race proliferated and spread throughout the cosmos...
Godbrand: Until, tragically, our flourishing civilization was brought to an abrupt end.
Godbrand: Every planet upon which we Mandervillians resided was visited by an inexplicable calamity. Our societies were brought to ruin by life-forms suddenly twisted into horrific nightmares.

Godbert: That sounds rather familiar. So even stars far removed in time and space were ravaged by the Final Days...

Godbrand: Desperate to avoid the same fate, a comrade and I boarded a ship, and fled upwards into the starry night.
Godbrand: We flew and flew until we found a planet—your planet—untouched by the phenomenon, but the rigors of the journey had so damaged our craft that we were forced to make an uncontrolled descent.
Godbrand: I alone crawled from the wreckage, badly injured and near death. But even as I resigned myself to perishing on this unfamiliar world, I was found by a man who had come looking for the “falling star.”
Godbrand: As a rule, Mandervillians do not take intelligent life-forms for hosts. After hearing my story, however, this sympathetic gentleman offered to become my vessel of his own accord.
Godbrand: He was himself afflicted by an incurable malady, and with little time left to live, seemed content to know that his ailing body could provide safe haven for another.
Godbrand: With his blessing I set about transferring my essence. The man's form was revitalized and purged of its fatal frailty, yet the mind which dwelled within was now my own.
Godbrand: I went on to build a new home for myself here, making use of my people's technology to ply the blacksmith's trade. I wed a local lass, and together we had a child.
Godbrand: Although not pure Mandervillian, our offspring exhibits the same enhanced physiology—a boon I suspect shall be passed down for generations through the bloodline of “House Manderville.”
Godbrand: My dear descendants, the folk of this star are most fragile. Yet as the first man I encountered did demonstrate, they are nevertheless capable of surpassing love and generosity.
Godbrand: As the last of the Mandervillians, I have but one request to make of you.
Godbrand: Pray employ your superlative attributes—and my armory of Manderville armaments—for the benefit of these wonderful peoples whom I hold in the highest regard.

Brandihild: What an astounding development...

Hildibrand: I, Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville, shall heed the passionate plea of my illustrious forebear!
Hildibrand: No case is too big nor too small should it be in service to my fellow man!

Delion: He learns he's descended from an ''extraterrestrial being'' and it's still business as usual...

Nashu Mhakaracca: But...wait a minute. Then why is Lady Julyan so monstrously strong? Is she a descendant of aliens, too?

Godbert: Well, well, this is most unexpected. Never did it cross my mind that our esteemed ancestor might hail from beyond the heavens.
Godbert: But I do wonder if that selfsame blood still runs thick in our veins. The family tree I glanced over some years ago suggests that—ah, but 'tis unimportant.
Godbert: My present purpose remains unchanged.
Godbert: I will bring our Manderville weaponry to the peak of perfection! For Godbrand! And for the good of our star!
Godbert: Ah, before I forget, I have a gift for you, [Forename]. Pray await me at the aetheryte plaza and I shall bring it to you forthwith.

-cutscene end

===Speak with Delion===

-cutscene start

Delion: Some truths can shatter the foundations of our beliefs when brought to light. But I have to say, this wasn't one of them.
Delion: The more staggering discovery was that I have devoted readers in Sharlayan. Those who peruse my publication are allies against the ever-expanding webs of lies and deception, without exception!
Delion: I have misjudged the Sharlayan people. They are not collaborators or the architects of conspiracy. They are but seekers of knowledge unafraid to plumb the depths of the unknown.
Delion: That Master PuPu, though—that one still has ulterior motives. I'd bet my life on it! Stand ready, for we shall have need of your strength when he shows his true colors.

Godbert: I hope you've not been waiting long!
Godbert: This is the gift I mentioned.
Godbert: Master PuPu's earnest quest inspired me to indulge in a spot of clockwork craftsmanship between weaponsmithing sessions.
Godbert: I thought it only fitting that you be the one to care for this diminutive simulacrum. Consider it a memento of your adventures together.

> If the player has completed the quest {{i|Make It a Manderville}}
Godbert: As for our Manderville weaponry project, your assistance is still very much welcome whensoever you can spare the time.
> If the player has not completed the quest {{i|Make It a Manderville}}
Godbert: Ah, and as for our Manderville weaponry project, I believe my ancestor's artifact has unlocked the door to the next stage of improvements.
---

Godbert: Should you find time to offer your assistance, announce yourself to Master Gerolt and I shall endeavor to join you with utmost celerity.
Godbert: Until then, my dear [Forename]!

-quest complete

-cutscene end

-cutscene start

System: Meanwhile, elsewhere in Thavnair...

Dubious Individual: Lord Vanhudi, I come with ill tidings. Professor Lugae set an ambush for his nemesis, but was once more defeated. His current whereabouts are...unclear.

Vanhudi: That blithering dolt!
Vanhudi: ...No matter. Preparations are well underway—the manifestation will proceed as planned.

System: Extraterrestrial calamity♪
System: Cosmically altered physiology♪
System: A gentleman's man♪ The first of their clan♪ An ancestor of quality—our Godbrand Manderville♪
System: Truth can be stranger than the tallest tale♪
</nowiki>}}

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

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

By Agents Unknown

2026-05-31T14:42:41Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ edited and adjusted to new template

{{Quest infobox
| title = By Agents Unknown
| description = Delion is trembling with barely contained enthusiasm.
| image = by agents unknown1.png
| quest-giver = Delion
| related-npcs = Brandihild; Excitable Youth; Hildibrand; Lugae; Nashu Mhakaracca; Parigha; Trustworthy Trader
| location = Radz-at-Han
| location-x = 11.4
| location-y = 11.5
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 410
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 90
| requirements =
| req-items = 1 Giant Tortoise Liver
| exp = 0
| gil = 1704
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = Generational Bonding
| next-quest = Not from Around Here
| release = endwalker
| patch = 6.45
| id-gt = 70290
| id-edb = 0648faff05d
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]].
*Slay a [[kacchapa]] to obtain a [[Giant Tortoise Liver|giant tortoise liver]].
*Speak with Hildibrand.
*Wait at the designated location.
*Deliver the giant tortoise liver to [[Brandihild]] in [[Radz-at-Han]].

==Journal==
*Delion is trembling with barely contained enthusiasm.

*Inspector's Log:
:The Case of the Silent Correspondent was, albeit only briefly, superseded by the Case of the Misappropriated Mandragora! 'Twas during this misadventure that our merry band was joined by Inspector Brandihild─an unpolished clone of mine whose uncanny capacity for calculations allowed us to locate the remnant of a crashed starship in Garlemald. Yet so preoccupied were we with this discovery that I failed to notice the abduction of my loyal assistant! The ''audacity'' to commit such a dastardly deed in my proximity! But fear not, gentle reader, for Father and I were swift to confront and chastise the villain responsible and free Nashu from captivity. Thus reunited, we once more return to the task of tracking down Master PuPu's elusive companion...
:　　　　　　　　　　　　*　*　*
:Inspector Brandihild was seemingly able to use the recovered scrap of wreckage to surmise the starship's current condition, concluding that the vessel would be incapable of flight. Delion, meanwhile, has brought his singular power of conspiracy detection to bear and developed a theory as to who cleared away the crashed craft and its pilot. Naturally, he would love nothing more than to share his conclusion with you, but decides it would be better to join Hildibrand and the others in Kama, that he need not explain himself twice.

*You arrive at the party's borrowed room to find PuPu has fallen ill. Thankfully, Brandihild's knowledge of alien physiology allows him to formulate a cure, the ingredients for which are mostly stored aboard PuPu's starship. As for the remaining materials, you have been tasked with acquiring a liver from one of the kacchapa which roam Saltwind's Welcome, whilst Hildibrand and the others are to go in search of the unappetizingly named dampshroom.

*Acquiring the tortoise liver proves a simple affair, as you have a long and storied history of relieving fauna of their vital organs. If Brandihild assumes correctly, however, your companions over at the Great Work may yet need help in obtaining the rare fungus.

*As predicted, the dampshroom proves too rare for even the alchemists to have in stock. But your quest is seemingly saved by the serendipitous arrival of a dealer in exotic reagents, who bids you meet him on the Perfumed Rise for a completely innocent and not-at-all suspicious arrangement sure to benefit all parties involved.

*As your comrades resign themselves to purchasing the dampshroom for an absurd price, a pair of Radiant city guards appear and arrest the reagent dealer for the crime of swindling the hopelessly naive and ignorant. The authorities are kind enough to let you have the confiscated (and apparently worthless) reagent free of charge, and observing this, the swindler decries the man he blames for driving him to a life of iniquity: Vanhudi. This rising star among the merchant princes has recently added many smaller businesses to his growing empire, and in the process put quite a few Hannish out of work. Of course, these circumstances are of no moment, for the present concern is spiriting the fungus and liver in your possession to Brandihild.

*With your ingredients and the ailing PuPu, Brandihild heads outside and ascends into the alien's starship. The pair descends some moments later, the clone's concocted remedy having successfully delivered PuPu from the cold's deathly grasp. No sooner has the extraterrestrial assured the group of his complete recovery, however, when you are attacked by the vengeful Lugae. While the cackling villain has improved his tactics, the ensuing battle ends much the same as before, with the gleaming skull sent rocketing away at high velocity. Now that PuPu is well again, the party reopens the Case of the Silent Correspondent and, encouraged by Delion's shaky hypothesis, sets its sights upon the distant shores of Sharlayan.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
Delion: [Forename]. Eager to resume our investigations? I know I am.
Delion: Do you recall that scrap of alien starship we recovered?
Delion: Well, Inspector Brandihild has employed his unsettling calculative capacity to extrapolate the damage to the greater whole, and he has concluded that the vessel would be incapable of flight without extensive repairs.
Delion: Our most likely scenario, then, is that some unknown agent made off with the starship wreckage—along with PuPu's acquaintance.
Delion: Fortunately, I have a fair idea who that “unknown agent” might be! After all, there is a singularly shadowy cabal with a history of concealing extraterrestrial activity...
Delion: Actually, let's head over to Kama first. The inspector and the others are staying in a dwelling there, and I'd rather not explain myself twice.

-quest accepted

===Speak with Hildibrand===

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, [Forename], I'm so worried for Master PuPu!

Delion: This may not be the best time to share my conclusions...

Brandihild: A most terrible development...

Parigha: Nashu and her friends will be staying here a while longer, it seems. I do hope it's not my house that has brought them all this bad luck...

-optional end

-cutscene start
Hildibrand: 'Tis horrible misfortune, [Forename]! Calamitous, even! Poor Master PuPu has fallen gravely ill!

Nashu Mhakaracca: He's so bluish green... More so, I mean.

Hildibrand: Could he have caught a cold? I suppose it was quite chilly up there in Garlemald.

Delion: PuPu is an ''alien''. Who knows what extraterrestrial diseases might be ravaging his body!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Nashu's delights are the best medicine for whatever ails you, as the inspector himself can attest!

Hildibrand: Good gods, Nashu, you'll blow our host's domicile to pieces! Put them away!

Brandihild: Ahem, if I may...? When I was cloned from the inspector, certain gaps in my knowledge were “patched” with supplementary data from the starship's archives.
Brandihild: This information included an encyclopedic understanding of Master PuPu's physiology, which should be sufficient for me to diagnose his condition.

Delion: A xeno-man hybrid mind... That explains the impossible calculations.

Brandihild: I have it! Master PuPu is afflicted by a terrible case of...the common cold!

Delion: Gods grant me strength...

Brandihild: As a visitor to Etheirys, Master PuPu has no prior exposure to our maladies. He is thus particularly susceptible to infection, and more likely to experience severe symptoms.

Hildibrand: Ah hah! 'Tis just as I surmised! We must put aside the case until we have nursed our stricken companion back to health.

Delion: But even if it is a common cold, isn't there a risk that our medicines do him more harm than good?

Brandihild: They almost certainly would. Based on the results of my analysis, however, I believe I can synthesize an effective remedy. We need but gather the ingredients.

Hildibrand: Then ingredients you shall have! So...what are we gathering exactly?

Brandihild: Most of what we require can be drawn from Master PuPu's collected samples. Otherwise, there are only two which we lack.
Brandihild: The first of these is the liver of a giant tortoise—a suitable organ can be extracted from one of the kacchapa which wander Saltwind's Welcome.

Hildibrand: Ah, the slaughtering of a monstrous opponent. That sounds like a job for [Forename]!

Brandihild: The other material in question is a rare fungus known as “dampshroom,” which I am hoping can be found among the Great Work's extensive stock of alchemical reagents.

Hildibrand: Very well! Nashu, Delion, and I will scour the alchemists' shelves! Meanwhile, I would ask that you remain here and keep an eye on our ailing patient.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Inspector Brandihild, you're such an expert on all things Thavnair!

Brandihild: Oh, I wouldn't say “expert.” Simple conclusions from simple observations, nothing more...
Brandihild: A-As I said, I am hoping the alchemists have the dampshroom we need, but it really is quite rare.
Brandihild: Once you have the tortoise liver, would you be so kind as to assist the others in procuring the fungus?

Hildibrand: Then let us not prolong Master PuPu's suffering a moment longer!

Delion: It seems we have a job to do. Further discussion of the abduction will have to wait.

-cutscene end

===Slay a kacchapa to obtain a giant tortoise liver===
-optional start
Brandihild: Obtaining a kacchapa's liver should prove no great obstacle to one of your capabilities, [Forename]. 'Tis the dampshroom which concerns me...
Parigha: Nashu and her friends will be staying here a while longer, it seems. I do hope it's not my house that has brought them all this bad luck...
-optional end

===Speak with Hildibrand===
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: Who knew a “lampshroom” would be so difficult to find...

Delion: Your mission was successful, I assume? Ours is...ongoing.

-optional end

-cutscene start

Hildibrand: Ah, [Forename], I had every confidence you would bring us a suitable liver. Alas, the “dankshroom” yet eludes us.

Nashu Mhakaracca: The alchemists said the fungus has few applications, so they don't bother to stock it most of the time.

Hildibrand: Then I must put my keen inspector's sense to work! Stand back whilst I attune myself with the essence of the dank...

Delion: Damp. The word is “dampshroom.” And you'll forgive me if I have no faith in your abilities...

Hildibrand: 'Tis close, my friends! And getting closer and closer even as we speak!

Trustworthy Trader: I hear you folk are in the market for dampshrooms. I might have some to sell, if you're interested...?

Delion: B-But how...?

Hildibrand: We certainly are, my fine fellow!

Trustworthy Trader: Right then, if you'll give me a moment to retrieve the goods, we can finalize our transaction up on the Perfumed Rise.

Delion: Was it genuine clairvoyance, or sheer coincidence? I'm not sure anymore.
Delion: Though in all fairness, when it comes to Inspector Hildibrand, preternatural perception is one of his least baffling “talents.”
Delion: In any case, we should hurry to the rise and take this man up on his timely offer.

Hildibrand: Our quest for medicinal components nears its end. Stay strong, Master PuPu!

-cutscene end

===Wait at the designated location===
-optional start

Hildibrand: Our quest for medicinal components nears its end. Stay strong, Master PuPu!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Zzz... The inspector... Saves the day... Again...

Delion: I wonder... Does this not strike you as a touch convenient, if not contrived?

-optional end

-cutscene start

Trustworthy Trader: Ah, you're here, good, good. And here is the dampshroom, as promised.

Hildibrand: Oho, glad we are for your assistance...

Trustworthy Trader: Ah-tah-tah, not so fast. There is still the matter of payment.

Hildibrand: Of course, of course. And how much do we owe you, my good man?

Trustworthy Trader: Considering the ''extreme'' rarity of the fungus in question, I couldn't let it go for less than...one million gil.

Delion: A ''million'' gil for one measly mushroom!? That's outright robbery!

Trustworthy Trader: A bargain, I counter—you would pay tenfold my price in the markets. I thought to do you a kindness in light of your urgent need, but I am more than willing to find another buyer if you wish to spit upon my generosity.

Hildibrand: Nashu, how fare we for coin?

Nashu Mhakaracca: We're plumb out, Inspector!

Hildibrand: Ah, then this is a prickly pickle. Where are we to obtain sufficient funds at such short notice...?

Question: What will you say?

> <sigh> A million gil, was it...?
Hildibrand: [Forename]—our savior in every sense of the word!
> I, uh...have an orchestrion roll collecting problem. Gotta buy 'em all. Spent the last of my savings on ''Return to Oblivion''.
Hildibrand: If that's the way of it, then I shall beg Father for the necessary amount. Saving Master PuPu's life is worth every gil!

> Zzz... Zzz...
Hildibrand: If that's the way of it, then I shall beg Father for the necessary amount. Saving Master PuPu's life is worth every gil!

---

Radiant Soldier@???: Give that man nothing!
Radiant Soldier: We have you now, deceitful scum! Your swindling days are over!
Radiant Soldier: Radz–at–Han city guard, at your service. We'd received reports of this man's questionable activities and have been keeping a close eye on him ever since.
Radiant Soldier: Dampshroom is a rare find in the bazaar, to be sure, but only because there's no real demand for it. The price this charlatan quoted you was, quite frankly, ludicrous.
Radiant Soldier: But thanks to your ignorance and poor judge of character, we were able to catch him in the act. As a token of our gratitude, you are welcome to keep the fungus...assuming you still want it?

Hildibrand: Yes, very much so! That is very, er, magnanimous of you!

Trustworthy Trader: Bah, you think I enjoy tricking fools out of their coin? If that bastard hadn't declared my job “redundant,” I wouldn't have needed to stoop so low...

Radiant Soldier: He blames a rising star among the merchant princes for his woes. Vanhudi, I believe his name was. Purchased the trading consortium where the man was working, which led to a “restructuring” of the hierarchy. Put a lot of people out of work.

Hildibrand: Vanhudi, Vanhudi... I know that name. Something about an acquisitions deal gone sour? Father was willing to sell him a slice of his Hannish enterprise, I think, but balked when the man offered to buy our family business in its entirety.

Radiant Soldier: Truly, there is no telling how deep the coffers of this Vanhudi are. Nor do any know the secret of how he amassed such kingly wealth so damnably fast.
Radiant Soldier: There are whispers, though, that he's solved alchemy's oldest and most legendary of problems: the transmutation of base metal into gold.
Radiant Soldier: Unlikely to say the least—but whatever the source of Vanhudi's riches, he shows no reluctance in spending them; he's bought a historic temple to serve as his home, and commissioned a private airship, among other extravagant expenditures. Nice for some, eh?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Cor, that swindling case had barely started before you solved it, Inspector!

Hildibrand: Ah...hah hah hah! All in a day's work, my dear Nashu.
Hildibrand: I believe our business upon this scented hill is concluded. Let us hurry the ingredients back to Inspector Brandihild, shall we?

Lugae: I may have mollified his lordship with the secrets of divine manifestation, but the stench of failure yet clings to me.
Lugae: I must redeem myself in his eyes...by crushing my most-hated foe! Wee hee hee!

-cutscene end

===Deliver the giant tortoise liver to Brandihild in Radz-at-Han===
-optional start
Hildibrand: Your suffering nears its end, Master PuPu!

Nashu Mhakaracca: If Inspector Brandihild's remedy fails, we can always try my explosive cure-all!

Delion: After all that, we paid not a single gil for the dampshroom. The manifestation of such windfalls must be another facet of the inspector's uncannily good fortune...

Parigha: Nashu and her friends will be staying here a while longer, it seems. I do hope it's not my house that has brought them all this bad luck...
-optional end

Brandihild: Inspector Hildibrand tells me you have the liver to go along with his dampshroom...?

''The player hands over the {{i|Giant Tortoise Liver}}.''

Brandihild: A fine specimen, thank you! I will be mixing the ingredients in the starship, so let us convey Master PuPu outside that we may administer his medicine as soon as it is ready.

-cutscene start

Brandihild: This should be sufficiently remote. I'll have the craft come to us and we can commence the treatment...

PuPu: Oh, I feel so much better! I cannot thank you all enough!

Brandihild: Master PuPu recovered his strength in mere moments. 'Twould seem his powers of recuperation are just as advanced as his technology.

PuPu: I came here from another world—a stranger you've no cause to trust—and yet you've treated me so kindly. The people of this star are so very welcoming.

Hildibrand: Hah, you are our dear friend now, Master PuPu! 'Tis our pleasure to help!

Lugae: And it will be my pleasure to harm!
Lugae: I'll not fall for the same trick twice!
Lugae: Impudent worms! Taste my full power!
Lugae: Not agaaaaaaaaaaaain!

Delion: You took the full force of that destructive beam, yet there you stand. Somewhat singed but apparently unharmed.
Delion: I've pondered and puzzled over this inexplicable fortitude of yours, and feel compelled to ask...
Delion: Are ''you'' an alien?

Hildibrand: Ah hah hah, a fine jest. But I assure you, I am without a doubt an Ul'dahn-born Manderville of terrestrial Hyuran stock.

Nashu Mhakaracca: He's Hildibrand, agent of enquiry and inspector extraordinaire! What more do you need to know?

Delion: Where to even begin...but never mind. We have more pressing matters...

Hildibrand: Such as locating Master PuPu's missing comrade! 'Tis time we reopened the Case of the Silent Correspondent!

Delion: Yes, exactly!
Delion: And I have a firm theory as to who it was that took the wreckage and its erstwhile pilot...
Delion: The Sharlayans!
Delion: I'm all but certain they've allied with insidious extraterrestrials. Which means they'll be under orders to remove any evidence of alien activity!
Delion: I wager we'll find what we're looking for in Old Sharlayan—we need only infiltrate their operations and expose this nefarious conspiracy!

Question: What will you say?

> The Sharlayans can't be bothered to formally ally with foreign nations, much less aliens. And the Loporrits don't count.
> Trust me, they'd sooner flee the star than attempt to subjugate it.
---

Brandihild: While Master Delion's theory does lack supporting facts, we have no other promising leads to pursue at present.
Brandihild: Moreover, I understand that Sharlayan sets the standard for monitoring astronomical and astrological phenomena. Mayhap their experts have been tracking extraterrestrial movements...
Brandihild: Ahem, I've spoken out of turn. Please, forgive my presumptuousness.

Hildibrand: Nay, my friend. I, too, sense our path points to the isle of Archons.
Hildibrand: Pack your bags, everyone. We leave for Sharlayan immediately!

-cutscene end

-quest complete
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=Cih5atMHQR8}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

Generational Bonding

2026-05-31T11:47:25Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ edited and adjusted to new template

{{Quest infobox
| name = Generational Bonding
| image = generational bonding.png
| description = [[Delion]] is ready to embark on another crusade for the Truth.
| quest-giver = Hildibrand
| related-npcs = Brandihild; Delion; Excitable Youth; Godbert; Lugae; Nashu Mhakaracca; PuPu
| location = Thavnair
| location-x = 32.7
| location-y = 26.3
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 320
| level = 90
| req-quest =
| exp =
| gil = 3330
| prev-quest = The Spectacle of Inspection
| next-quest = By Agents Unknown, Well-oiled
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.35
| id-gt = 70255
| id-edb = 4b33f3c1e7d
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]] in [[Radz-at-Han]].
*Speak with Hildibrand at [[Camp Broken Glass]].
*Speak with [[Delion]].
*Search for the starship wreckage.
*Speak with [[Brandihild]].
*Speak with Hildibrand in Radz-at-Han.

==Journal==
* An unperturbed [[Hildibrand]] seeks to resume the search for [[PuPu]]'s comrade.

* The irrepressible Hildibrand is eager to resume the search for PuPu's missing comrade, and your newest recruit, the clone Brandihild, proposes a brilliant strategy. Instead of pursuing the alien individual, you will investigate saucer sightings, and exclude those you can say with confidence were of PuPu himself. Delion embraces this idea, suggesting a return to his workroom in Radz-at-Han that he and PuPu might sift through old issues of The Thavnairian Truth and the many accounts they have received.

* A process of elimination has determined that the only saucer sighting outside of the regions PuPu visited was reported from Garlemald. The next logical step, it seems, is to journey to Camp Broken Glass, before setting out to find the author of this eyewitness account─an imperial soldier by the name of Numerious.

* Delion, arriving somewhat late to your rendezvous in Camp Broken Glass, explains that he has spoken with the contingent officers and learned that Numerious was on their duty roster. The editor in chief once again takes the lead, herding your ragtag party towards the imperial soldier's posting at Forum Patens.

* Although thrilled to be meeting the Truth's editor in chief, Numerious has little to add to his prior bare-bones account. His imperial comrade, on the other hand, relates how he bore witness to the same silvery saucer─before shooting it out of the sky. Using various parameters provided by the artillerist, Brandihild swiftly calculates where the stricken starship most likely crash-landed. Flabbergasted by the clone's mathematical genius, you and your companions take this unexpected advice, and turn your attention towards a point one thousand three hundred and sixty yalms northeast of your current location.

* A search for the saucer turns up a scorched exterior panel, but no trace of PuPu's friend. The ensuing discussion about the vessel's probable fate is interrupted, however, when a familiar fragrant young stalker rushes over in a panic, desperate to inform you of Nashu's kidnapping. Perpetrated by a henchman of Doctor Lugae, the crime is accompanied by a message, demanding that you─[Forename]─present yourself at the Tower of Babil. Or else. Hildibrand and Godbert naturally disregard these very specific instructions to speed off in the direction of the designated meeting spot, leaving you behind with Delion, PuPu, and a nonplussed Inspector Brandihild.

* Somewhat late off the mark, you hurry to the specified servicing facility, only to find that the Manderville men have concluded their mortal combat with a heavily modified “Suprae-Lugae.” One can only imagine what spectacular carnage preceded your arrival...

* Once more reduced to a disembodied head, Lugae nevertheless refuses to admit defeat. He unleashes a deadly nasal laser in your direction, only to have Brandihild intervene, the clone's wondrous geometrical calculations redirecting the beam back to its source. With a little extra assistance from the Mandervilles, this provides you the perfect opening to execute a powerful kick, and send the gleaming skull rocketing away into the distance. A seemingly unharmed and well-rested Nashu then chooses this moment to wander in from an adjoining chamber, and, thus reunited, your intrepid team retires to Radz-at-Han.

* Scarcely have you set foot back in the city when Hildibrand throws himself wholeheartedly back into the Case of the Silent Correspondent. His exit is mirrored by the equally enthusiastic Nashu and PuPu, with Brandihild belatedly joining in the chase. Godbert, for his part, appears sufficiently inspired to resume his Manderville weaponry endeavor, and invites you to lend a hand should your schedule permit. This leaves Delion, who, despite a complete lack of supporting evidence, remains determined to expose PuPu's cleverly disguised conspiracy. With your help, of course.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: Blocky, blocky Brandihild!

PuPu: I knew the duplicator had been unstable, but I pushed it to perform anyway. Now look at what I've wrought: not only is this clone a poor imitation of the inspector in form, but in force of personality as well.

Delion: Blocky though this inspector may be, that Master PuPu could so easily attempt to replicate a living, thinking being... Alien technology is so advanced, I can scarce differentiate it from magic.

Godbert: Ohohoho, never a dull moment around the Manderville men!

Brandihild: I am...delighted. To be of assistance.

-optional end
-cutscene start
Hildibrand: An unexpected but invaluable addition to our ranks! With our numbers thus bolstered, I say we are ready once more to dive into the fray!

Delion: Perhaps, but what of our strategy? We need a new approach...

Brandihild: Ahem...if I may?
Brandihild: Assuming Master PuPu's acquaintance pilots a craft of similar design, then might we not instead attempt to locate the starship? Such a striking vessel will have drawn more attention than the comparatively tiny being in question.

Delion: He has a point. The ''Truth'' receives a large number of reports from readers claiming to have observed unidentified flying objects.

Brandihild: We could review said reports—those that meet the criteria of shiny, silver, and saucer-like, naturally—and then remove instances which we know to have been Master PuPu. That should narrow things down considerably.

Delion: Indeed! What a fantastic idea!

Hildibrand: Ah...hah hah hah! Just the kind of brilliance one might expect of one's clone. I was about to make the very same suggestion!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Well done, Inspector!

Brandihild: Ah...hah hah. I hope I've not overstepped my bounds. I am but a shadow of the original, after all.

Delion: I have a stack of back issues stored in the workroom I use in the city. PuPu can help me sift through them, and cross off the sightings that were definitely him. Shall we?
-cutscene end
-quest accepted

===Speak with Hildibrand in Radz-at-Han.===

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: Inspector Hildibrand inspected Inspector Brandihild with unexpected introspection... Ouch, I think I just twisted my tongue.

Excitable Youth: Argh! ...I mean, don't mind me! Just keeping a watchful eye on Miss Nashu. You never know what kind of unsavory knaves are out there!

-optional end

-cutscene start
Hildibrand: Dorian has taken Master PuPu to peruse his store of past publications. Let us enjoy a brief interlude until they return with the results of their investigation.

Delion: We've finished going through all the back issues.
Delion: If we discount the areas we know PuPu to have visited, it turns out that there was only one other sighting of a flying saucer. In Garlemald.
Delion: The account itself was sent to me by an imperial soldier named Numerious, who appears to be a loyal fan of the ''Truth''.

Brandihild: All the way from the Empire? Your publication has an impressively wide readership.

Delion: Our audience has always been universal. After all, the desire to know the unknown transcends all borders and creeds!

PuPu: The saucer was spotted during the imperial war of succession. Beyond that, there were no meaningful details.

Hildibrand: Then we must visit this soldier fellow in Garlemald, and wring from him the entire tale!

Delion: I agree. This is our only lead, and we've no choice but to follow up on it. To Camp Broken Glass!
-cutscene end

===Speak with Hildibrand at Camp Broken Glass===

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: C-Cor, it never gets any w-warmer here, does it?

-optional end

-cutscene start
Hildibrand: Everyone present and accounted for?

Brandihild: Ah, we appear to be missing Master Delion...

Delion: My apologies, but I had a hunch that I thought might save us some time.
Delion: I spoke with some contingent officers, you see, and our Numerious is on the roster of allied imperial troops.

Hildibrand: That does certainly make things easier. And were they able to point you in the direction of this Numerous chap's posting?

Delion: Yes. ''Numerious'' is currently with his unit, organizing the supply dump at Forum Patens.
Delion: We should head over there, and hope he can spare a few moments to talk.
Delion: ...Ugh, the chill here seeps right into your bones. How are you all not shivering in that unseasonal attire?

Godbert: Ohohoho, a Manderville man on a mission feels neither heat nor cold!

Delion: I'm not sure how one's frame of mind can overcome the reality of frostbite, but then again...reality always seems relative around the Mandervilles.
-cutscene end

===Speak with Delion===

-cutscene start

Delion: Hello! Is there a Numerious here? I am Delion, the editor in chief of ''The Thavnairian Truth''—I've come to follow up on your eyewitness account.

Numerious: The editor in chief himself!? What an honor!
Numerious: I wish there was more to the story, but everything I know was in my submission. I've naught left to tell...
Numerious: ...Unless you've something else to share? Didn't you say you saw the saucer as well?

1st Legion Artillerist: Oh, I did more than just see it. This was around the time when the fighting with Nerva's faction had escalated into all-out war, you understand.
1st Legion Artillerist: I'd been assigned to an anti-aircraft cannon, and was actively surveying for enemies when this silver vessel flew into view.
1st Legion Artillerist: Some new kind of warmachina, I presumed. So I opened fire, and knocked it out of the sky.

Delion: “Presumed”? You mean you never got a look at the wreckage?

1st Legion Artillerist: We were at war. I wasn't about to venture onto the battlefield to indulge my curiosity. It's probably still out there. Somewhere.

Hildibrand: We have to find that flying—or should I say, fallen—silvery saucer. Do you have an idea of where it crashed?

1st Legion Artillerist: Not an exact location, no...

Delion: Then we'd best have the gods' own luck. Garlemald's capital region encompasses malms and malms of icy wilderness.

Brandihild: If I may. Do you happen to remember the approximate speed and bearing of the saucer? And the position and firing angle of the cannon?

1st Legion Artillerist: More or less, I think. An artillerist without a head for numbers wouldn't be long for the profession.

Brandihild: ...That should be sufficient, thank you.

''Brandihild calculates.''

Brandihild: I have it! The starship impacted the earth one thousand three hundred and sixty yalms to the northeast of our current location. Give or take a few yalms.

Delion: How in the seven hells did you arrive at that conclusion!?

Brandihild: Elementary algebra, my dear Delion. Assuming the craft belonging to Master PuPu's comrade is of similar construction, determining its trajectory is trivial.

Hildibrand: Ah...hah hah hah! My brilliant clone, ladies and gentlemen! I was about to offer the selfsame conclusion, but once again, he has beaten me to the punch...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Hooray for Inspector Brandihild!

Brandihild: Ah...hah hah. I seem to have stolen my progenitor's thunder. My apologies.

Delion: One thousand three hundred and sixty or so yalms to the northeast of here! That improves the chances of our search from near hopeless to rather hopeful. Let's go and find this fallen saucer, shall we?

''A dark figure watches the group leave.''

-cutscene end

===Search for the starship wreckage===

-optional start

Hildibrand: Ah, tut-tut! Silence, please! I must still my mind and quest afield with my senses...

PuPu: Wherever could it be...?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Zzz... Hot soup... Zzz... Blazing hearth...

Delion: Oh, to always have such precise coordinates when hunting otherworldly phenomena...

Godbert: Ohohoho, such an invigorating climate!

Brandihild: Had someone thought to record the wind speed and direction, I might have calculated the crash site to the nearest ilm instead...

-optional end

''Interacting with the Half-buried Pot''

System: A pot, half-buried in the snow. Nothing alien to speak of.

''Interacting with the Black Metal Debris''
System: Although promising at first glance, a closer inspection reveals this debris to be the wreckage of some vanquished warmachina.

''Interacting with the Scorched Metal Plating''
System: A scorched and twisted scrap of metal plating. A starship like PuPu's could well have been reduced to a similar state were it hit by artillery rounds...

-cutscene start

Hildibrand: Oho, what have you found there, [Forename]?

PuPu: An exterior panel!
PuPu: This is from my friend's starship, I am sure of it. Debris from the crash landing...

Brandihild: I see no other pieces in the immediate vicinity, which means the vessel may have weathered the barrage and made good its escape.
Brandihild: Another possibility is that your comrade recovered most of the wreckage...or some as-yet-unknown party did.

Hildibrand: You're saying someone may have made off with our cosmic visitor, saucer and all? I say, this is an altogether different kind of “alien abduction.”

Delion: Hm? Has anyone seen Nashu...?

Hildibrand: Now that you mention it, where ''is'' my loyal assistant?

Excitable Youth: H-Help! You have to help! My beloved Miss Nashu has been kidnapped!
Excitable Youth: Some cad claiming to be an agent of Doctor Lugae came and took her away!
Excitable Youth: He told me to tell you, and I quote: “If you want your precious companion returned alive, then [Forename] must present {{alternatives|herself|himself}} at the Tower of Babil. Specifically, the magitek servicing facility—don't forget that part.”

Hildibrand: The gall! The temerity! The ''audacity''! My stalwart aid, spirited away under my very nose!

Delion: My apologies, but who are you? A close acquaintance of Nashu, I assume?

Excitable Youth: Me!? Oh, no. I wish. I mean, uh, I just happened to be passing through...this snowfield. I'm a...snowflake inspector, you see. No two alike and all that. Anyway, enough about me—you need to go and save Miss Nashu!

Godbert: At last, a chance to stretch my legs.
Godbert: What say you, my son? Shall we get this rescue mission underway?

Hildibrand: Indeed, we shall!

''Godbert and Hildibrand run off.''

Brandihild: They left without us. Even though this doctor fellow asked for ''you'' by name. Curious.

-cutscene end

===Speak with Brandihild===

-optional start

PuPu: Forget the missing starship for now! Nashu is in imminent danger!

Delion: Another abduction. And yet all I can do is wonder who that odd young man was...and why he smelled so strongly of cheese.

-optional end

Brandihild: I've collected what evidence remained of the crash, but solving this mystery will have to wait. The Case of the Abducted Assistant calls!

System: You must be a Disciple of War or Magic of level 90 or above to proceed.

-cutscene start
System: Meanwhile, at the Tower of Babil...

Lugae: Wee hee hee! All shall fall before Suprae-Lugae! With this new and improved body, revenge will finally be mine...

Hildibrand: You will release Nashu this instant!

Lugae: What are you two doing here!? I ''specifically'' asked for the adventurer! Begone, before I unleash my fury prematurely...

Godbert: Ohoho, this promises to be a proper battle.
Godbert: I see no reason to trouble [Forename]. We tackle this menace as father and son—the Manderville men—together!

Hildibrand: Agreed!

Lugae: Bah, I'll not waste my appetite for vengeance on the side dishes! Hired thugs, time to earn your pay!

Godbert: Oho. A little warm-up before the main event.

Lugae: Get! Them!

-cutscene end

===Single Player Duty Dialogue===

Hildibrand: This is quite a crowd of admirers. Did someone send word we were coming?

Godbert: Ohoho! Shall we do a little dance?

Hildibrand: So many partners to choose from!

Godbert: These old limbs are limbered up!

Hildibrand: Violence is not the answer!
Hildibrand: Your lackeys were found lacking! Come out and face your fate!
Suprae-Lugae: Insolent worms! The son will be the first to die...
Hildibrand: What is this impending dread...?
Hildibrand: Mummy! Er...Daddy! If you could be so kind!
Hildibrand: Leave me alone!

Godbert: Ohoho! Keep running, son!

Suprae-Lugae: Gyaaah! Why are they hitting me!?

Hildibrand: Waaaaaah!
Hildibrand: Father! A little help!
Hildibrand: Waaaaaah!
Hildibrand: Father! A little help!
Hildibrand: That was too close...

Suprae-Lugae: You survived my missiles!? Then enjoy some leftover warmachina!

Hildibrand: This seems a sturdier group than the last!

Godbert: Oho! They may indeed survive a few more taps of the hammer!

Hildibrand: Such quaint killing machines!
Hildibrand: Keep up, now, keep up!

Godbert: This is more like it!

Hildibrand: Keep up, now, keep up!
Hildibrand: I am on the case!♪

Godbert: An amusing diversion, but you'll need to do better than that.

Hildibrand: We've broken your toys.
Hildibrand: This is over! Surrender!

Suprae-Lugae: My warmachina... If reasonable means fail, then unreasonable measures are called for!

Godbert: Stand back, Hildibrand. Let your old man handle this.

Hildibrand: 'Tis all yours, Father!

Godbert: And I was just getting started...

Hildibrand: Bravo, Father!

Suprae-Lugae: You stopped them all? By sidestepping!?
Suprae-Lugae: Very well... It seems I must crush you myself!

Godbert: Ohohoho! Finally decided to take us seriously, have you?

Hildibrand: Prepare to pay for your crimes, Doctor!

Suprae-Lugae: I'll pound you into pulp!

Hildibrand: Engage gentlemanly evasion!
Hildibrand: The room...is spinning...

Godbert: Hah hah hah! I've had worse chigoe bites!

Suprae-Lugae: What...what manner of fiend are you!?
Suprae-Lugae: This move was meant for another, but you've earned my ire

Hildibrand: Naught to worry you, Father!

Godbert: Strange. I swear I felt a snowflake fall on me...

Suprae-Lugae: I...must have miscalculated the trajectory.

Godbert: And for your next trick?

Suprae-Lugae: I have more surprises! This one may shock you!

Hildibrand: My-y-y tee-ee-eeth!

Godbert: That was exciting! Mayhap I should have let it hit me.

Suprae-Lugae: Are we playing a game here!? Is he enjoying this!?

Suprae-Lugae: You aggravating vermin! My plans are in ruins!

Suprae-Lugae: You've forced my hand... I'll bring this place down on your heads!

Hildibrand: The doctor leaves himself wide open! Let us seize the advantage!
Hildibrand: The doctor is distracted!

===Post duty cutscene===
-cutscene start
Hildibrand: Now's our chance!

Lugae: GaaaAAAaaahhhHHHhhh!

Hildibrand: WaaaAAAaaahhhHHHhhh!
Hildibrand: The Manderville men!

Godbert: Victorious again!

System: Manderville Generational Bonding Overdrive

Brandihild: Ah... Things seem to be well in hand.

Lugae@???: Wee hee hee! Don't get ahead of yourself!
Lugae: There you are, my loathsome nemesis! I saved something special, just for you!
Lugae: Noooooooooooooooooo!

Nashu Mhakaracca: <yawn> That was a lovely nap.
Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh. Did someone build a magitek servicing facility while I was asleep?

Hildibrand: Nicely done, Inspector Brandihild! Once more the clone has put the original to shame!

Brandihild: Inspector, please... I am but a pale imitation of your ideal...

Godbert: Hah! I knew keeping company with the famous [Forename] would lead me to a worthy challenge. Worthy of breaking a sweat, at least.

Question: What will you say?

> You've done all the work for me!
Godbert: Work? This? 'Twas but a playful skirmish compared to your usual do-or-die dilemmas.
> You've done all the work for me...
Godbert: Ohohoho, 'twas rude of us not to share a slice of the action! Yet even vaunted champions such as yourself must rest their bodies and let others rise to the occasion from time to time.
---

Hildibrand: The villain is vanquished, and Nashu is returned to us safe and sound. I say we head back to Radz–at–Han to regroup and rethink our position.
Hildibrand: Your comrade yet lives, Master PuPu, I am certain of it. Take heart, and let us continue the search.
-cutscene end

===Speak with Hildibrand in Radz-at-Han===
-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: I remember standing in the snow, and dreaming of being warm...then suddenly, I wasn't cold anymore. Isn't that odd? Maybe I should fall asleep in uncomfortable places more often!

Excitable Youth: Phew... I don't know what I would have done had Miss Nashu been harmed. Clearly I need to track her comings and goings even ''more'' closely!

-optional end

-cutscene start
Hildibrand: To Garlemald and back have we journeyed, yet this is just the beginning of the Case of the Silent Correspondent!
Hildibrand: Come, my friends! The shard of saucer we secured shall lead us onwards to new discoveries!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Wait for me, Inspector! I don't know which way is “onwards”!

Brandihild: I...should follow him, shouldn't I?
Brandihild: W-Wait! Wait for me!

Godbert: A final word from yours truly, if I may?
Godbert: The complexities of Godbrand's techniques had me flummoxed, I confess, but I do believe this recent spot of exertion has provided just the inspiration I required.
Godbert: When you are ready to proceed with our endeavor, pray drop a word in Master Gerolt's ear. I shall make myself available forthwith.
Godbert: Until our next meeting!

Delion: Thank you for assisting with my investigations, [Forename].
Delion: Once again, our travels were rife with inexplicable phenomena, and yet I am no closer to exposing PuPu's well-concealed conspiracy.
Delion: He will slip up one day, though, and you and I will be there to catch him!

-cutscene end

-quest complete

-cutscene start

''Meanwhile, somewhere in Thavnair...''

x@Mystery Man: You took my coin and you failed. What audacity that you should return, seeking my largesse once more.

Lugae: I deserve your scorn. But I promise you, your plans are in danger so long as that tenacious pest yet lives.
Lugae: I know of a path to victory—a forbidden path. One which demands the manifestation of the divine...

x@Mystery Man: ...You have my attention.

System: Alien friends with strange technology♪
System: Cloning yourself can lead to tragedy♪
System: But sometimes you get♪ What you don't expect♪ A blocky man of quality—Inspector Brandihild♪
System: Flat-faced for sure but still sharp as a tack♪
-cutscene end
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
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The Spectacle of Inspection

2026-05-31T11:00:16Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */

{{Quest infobox
| name = The Spectacle of Inspection
| image = the spectacle of inspection.png
| description = [[Delion]] is ready to embark on another crusade for the Truth.
| quest-giver = Delion
| related-npcs = Brandihild; Crate Inspector; Excitable Youth; Godbert; Hildibrand; Nashu Mhakaracca; PuPu; Sack Counter
| location = Radz-at-Han
| location-x = 11.9
| location-y = 11.1
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 310
| level = 90
| req-quest =
| exp =
| gil = 1518
| prev-quest = The Imperfect Gentleman
| next-quest = Generational Bonding
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.35
| id-gt = 70254
| id-edb = 4849538dd8a
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]] at [[Palaka's Stand]].
*Question the villagers of Palaka's Stand.
*Speak with Hildibrand.
*Speak with [[PuPu]] and have him accompany you.
*Survey the area while accompanied by PuPu.
*Survey the next area while accompanied by PuPu.
*Survey yet another area while accompanied by PuPu.
*Speak with Hildibrand.

==Journal==
* [[Delion]] is ready to embark on another crusade for the Truth.

* Inspector's Log:
:The Case of the Silent Correspondent continues! After a traditionally dynamic reunion with Father, and the disintegration of my remaining dashing clones, I, Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville, have returned from the moon to embark on a search for Master PuPu's uncommunicative comrade. With stout heart and stalwart associates, there is not a mote of doubt in my Mandervillian mind that we shall be successful in this endeavor.
:　　　　　　　　　　　　*　*　*
:Both pleased by and suspicious of your timely arrival, Delion reiterates his desire to expose PuPu's presumably well-disguised plans for invasion. Inspector Hildibrand's keen inspector's sense has, it seems, led him to Palaka's Stand, which gives Delion─and you─the perfect chance to continue tracking the little blue man's movements.

* Regrettably, instinct alone has failed to provide a more precise location for PuPu's missing friend. Thus does the inspector summarily recruit you to question the locals of Palaka's Stand regarding recent sightings of unusual─and hopefully alien─nature.

* The inhabitants of Palaka's Stand gladly share with you their encounters of the unsettling kind, and all signs point to a possible alien presence in the west of the jungle. Inspector Hildibrand will surely welcome this supplementary guidance.

* A comparison of eyewitness accounts reveals sightings across the entire Shroud of the Samgha, prompting Delion to suggest─with some reluctance─splitting the group that you might more efficiently scour the area. Fortuitously, reinforcements appear in the form of Godbert, who is more than happy to join his son in his latest escapade. Hildibrand assigns teams and directions, pairing you with PuPu and charging you with scouring the jungle's western reaches.

* With a solid lead on his friend's whereabouts at last, PuPu is eager to follow you into the jungle.
** ※You must be accompanied by PuPu to complete this task. Speak with him again should you become separated.

* You survey what appears to be ufiti territory, but see no trace of PuPu's comrade. Perhaps further to the west...?
** ※You must be accompanied by PuPu to complete this task. Speak with him again should you become separated.

* You continue onwards and come across a colony of hanuman langurs...but no alien compeer. Further to the west it is.
** ※You must be accompanied by PuPu to complete this task. Speak with him again should you become separated.

* Alas, your efforts yield not so much as a vaguely starcraft-shaped circle in the grass. It is then that you receive a call from Nashu, who may have spotted PuPu's friend near Purusa. You rush over with all haste, only to find that the figure in question was a mandragora. Several mandragoras, in fact. Actually, an entire gang of infamous seedkin, known literally as the Mandragoras. Accompanied by a zombie gentleman (to Delion's shock and delight), the villainous vegetables came to Thavnair in search of their own friend─an individual who, it transpires, was mistakenly abducted by PuPu. The contrite mandragora-napper releases his “sample,” and the reunited Mandragoras take their leave.

:In the wake of the mandragora misunderstanding, Delion muses aloud on the limitations of Hildibrand's “keen” inspector's sense. PuPu takes the editor's idle wish for a Hildibrand army to heart, and fires up his matter duplication facility. The defective machine ultimately breaks down, but not before producing one singularly blocky replication of Inspector Hildibrand. Encouraged by his new clone's dissimilar appearance, an enthusiastic Hildibrand recruits “Brandihild” to aid in the investigation.

* As the dust settles and the chaos dies down, you find your already eclectic party joined by a “charming new contemporary.” Brandihild is eager to be a part of it all─or so he says. But as you well know, Hildibrand's chicanery is not to be taken lightly...

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
Delion: [Forename], what suspiciously auspicious timing. I was just thinking of you, and suddenly you appear.
Delion: As I'm sure you recall, Master PuPu claimed his purpose in coming to our world was to search for a missing comrade.
Delion: Which is, of course, merely a cover for his true objective: laying the groundwork for a full-scale invasion!
Delion: But I understand the skeptical masses will demand proof of this sinister operation. Thus did I decide to bide my time, keep my eyes open, and let things play out...
Delion: ...And no sooner had I resolved to do so, when I received word concerning the inspector. It seems they've made progress in tracking down our alien friend's...friend. This could be my chance!
Delion: I say “my” chance, but I can hardly stand against this cosmic conspiracy alone. You are coming along, yes?

Question: What will you say?

> I wouldn't dream of letting you ''investigate'' PuPu by yourself...
> The truth will out! Or something truth-adjacent, at the very least.
---

Delion: Then let us be on our way. They were headed to Palaka's Stand, and we don't want to miss even the smallest development!

-quest accepted

===Speak with Hildibrand at Palaka's Stand===
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: [Forename], you came! The lunar crew is back together!
Sack Counter: It's the same number of sacks... Always the same.

Crate Inspector: Are these boxes empty or full...?
-optional end
Hildibrand: My loyal associates! Come to admire the spectacle of inspection, have you? As well you should!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Look, Master PuPu! [Forename] has come to help!

PuPu: Thank you, [Forename]! You're too kind!

Question: What will you say?

> What!? No more “PuPu”ing!?
> You speak our language now? No Echo or universal translator wotsits required?
---

PuPu: It was no great chore to master your tongue. The grammar and syntax is relatively simplistic.

Delion: Such a terrifying intellect. What hope do we have to prevail against it...?
Delion: Ahem, so, how did you narrow down the search to this particular area, exactly?

Hildibrand: Why, my tried-and-true inspector's sense, my dear fellow. All the perceptible and imperceptible signs pointed me in this direction...although they did neglect to include a precise location.
Hildibrand: For that, we must rely on another tried-and-true inspecting technique: interrogation! Spread out, everyone, and question the locals on any PuPu-shaped sightings!

===Question the villagers of Palaka's Stand===
-optional start
Hildibrand: If I may, have you perchance come across an individual resembling this delightful blue ragamuffin here...?

PuPu: Ragamuffin...?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Zzz... No, the syrup goes ''over'' the pancakes...

Delion: “Inspector's sense,” he says! Clearly he's just following a gut feeling. Unless...could it be that he is in fact channeling a higher power...?
-optional end

Sack Counter: Now that you mention it, I ''did'' see something like that in the west of the Shroud.
Sack Counter: Might have mistaken it for a small child if not for the way it moved... Sort of a furtive scamper? Creepy.

Crate Inspector: Oh, yes, I spotted just such an odd little creature in the jungle, on my way back from the city markets. Only, it wasn't alone.
Crate Inspector: It was in the company of a rather unusual gentleman. Sickly pale, he was, and radiating an unpleasant smell... I felt obliged to keep my distance.

===Speak with Hildibrand===
-optional start
Sack Counter: I think I'll stay out of the jungle for a while... The western reaches, at least.

Crate Inspector: You plan on tracking down this unsettling pair, then? You're a braver soul than I.

Delion: Perhaps the inspector has instinctively tapped into an invisible cosmic energy flow that is attuned to the aliens' auras. But if so, the implications are fascinating indeed...

PuPu: Any promising leads?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Zzz... No, the syrup goes ''over'' the pancakes...

-optional end
-cutscene start
Hildibrand: [Forename]. Have your investigations borne fruit?
Hildibrand: Mine own carefully crafted queries place an individual of Master PuPu's proportions in the south of the Shroud.
Hildibrand: To the west, your sources say...?

Delion: I asked around, and there have been a few sightings in the jungle, somewhere to the north.

Hildibrand: Hmmm. If we have sightings to the north, south, ''and'' west, then that must mean...
Hildibrand: ...Master PuPu has more friends here than he realized!

PuPu: I am not that gregarious. I have precisely one friend on this world.

Delion: Could it be doppelgangers...? No, no. Too simple, too obvious. It's more likely the same alien wandering the jungle, being spotted in different locations by different eyewitnesses.
Delion: Which just means we need to—ugh, I can't believe I'm suggesting this—split up and search the whole area.

Hildibrand: A fair proposition. Very well, then...

Godbert: Oho, are we launching a search party?

Hildibrand: F-Father!? Have you been following me?

Godbert: Nothing of the sort. I was engaging in feats of physicality while my mind grappled with the mysteries of Mandervillian weapon forging. Hoping to turn perspiration into inspiration, as it were.
Godbert: But I am afraid the Burning Field's wooden men are poor muses when compared to the stimulus a worthy opponent provides...
Godbert: Hmmm. Mayhap if I join you—and the indomitable [Forename]—in your endeavor, then happenstance will deliver the challenge I require.
Godbert: You are continuing “The Case of the Silent Correspondent,” yes? Have you need of an extra pair of eyes?

Hildibrand: As many as you can spare. I was about to assign teams to the search, as a matter of fact.
Hildibrand: This village sits in the Shroud's east, so let us divvy up the remaining directions, shall we? Nashu and I will head south.
Hildibrand: [Forename] and Master PuPu, to the west, if you please.
Hildibrand: Delorian, you and my father have the north.

Delion: Ahem, that's “Delion.” Also, hmph. Also, the Shroud of the Samgha is awfully big. How are we to keep in contact, much less coordinate our efforts?

Nashu Mhakaracca: I had special linkpearls made for just such an occasion! We can chatter in each other's ears as much as we like!

Delion: Are you mad!? The Sharlayans will listen in on everything we're saying.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Really? All the way out here? I shouldn't think their hearing is that good. But seeing as you mislike linkpearls so much, Lord Godbert can hold the one for your team.

Hildibrand: Linkpearls! What tremendous foresight! Now, let us proceed with our investigation!
-cutscene end

===Speak with PuPu and have him accompany you===
PuPu: The inspector wishes us to search in the west of the jungle, yes? I will follow your lead.

PuPu: Strange... I did not note the passage of time in your absence. Shall we continue the search?

System: PuPu is now accompanying you. Keep him at your side in order to proceed with quest objectives.
System: You can leave PuPu behind by entering a different area, or by speaking with him and selecting the option to part ways.
System: If you wish to have PuPu join you again, return and speak with him at the original location.

-optional start
Question: What will you do?
> Discuss the river.
PuPu: A river flowing right at our feet...
PuPu: Many stars have I visited in the cosmos, but precious few have such a bounty of water as this one. Your home is a rare treasure.
> Talk.
PuPu: Etheirys must be a wonderful star to call home. So rich in resources...

> Part ways.
System: Are you sure you wish to part ways with PuPu?

PuPu: And you must attend to this matter immediately? Understood. I will be waiting at Palaka's Stand.
> Nothing.
---
-optional end

===Survey the area while accompanied by PuPu===
''Interacting with the Vantage point''

PuPu: I see no trace of my comrade...
PuPu: But what of these black-furred beings? Are they friends of yours—fellow people of Etheirys?

Question: What will you say?

> Those are a type of sasquatch. By which I mean no.
> Vaguely people-shaped, perhaps, but not people. Not particularly friendly either.
---

PuPu: There is a greater variety of species here than I anticipated. I shall have to collect more samples...
PuPu: Let's keep moving.

===Survey the next area while accompanied by PuPu===

-optional start
Question: What will you do?
> Discuss the rocky outcrops.
PuPu: The rock formations on this island remind me of my home star. They have the same vibrant hues, the same stark beauty. If only...
PuPu: Ahem, but never mind that. We have a friend to find.

> Talk.
PuPu: Etheirys must be a wonderful star to call home. So rich in resources...

> Part ways.
System: Are you sure you wish to part ways with PuPu?

PuPu: And you must attend to this matter immediately? Understood. I will be waiting at Palaka's Stand.

> Nothing.

---
-optional end

''Interacting with the Vantage Point''
PuPu: No sign of my friend here either...
PuPu: But these white-furred individuals—they are surely one of your civilized races, yes?

Question: What will you say?

> Those are beastkin. Monkeys.
> Also not people. Mind the poop throwing.
---

PuPu: Hmmm. I find it difficult to tell the difference. One semi-intelligent life-form is much the same as another.

PuPu: Well, never mind. Moving on.

===Survey yet another area while accompanied by PuPu===
''Interacting with the Vantage Point''

-cutscene start
PuPu: Nothing. Not even a little burnt circle in the grass...
PuPu: The friend I'm looking for, we grew up together. We were always together.
PuPu: We even shared the same dream: to roam the great expanse of the cosmos.
PuPu: We worked hard, and supported one another until we both had starships of our very own. Then the universe was ours to explore.
PuPu: How fleeting that feeling of triumph...
PuPu: Ah, but that is another tale entirely. I simply wished to express how dear this friend is to me.

''The player's linkpearl rings.''

Nashu Mhakaracca: Hello? Is this thing on? This is Nashu!
Nashu Mhakaracca: We think we may have found PuPu's friend. Come to Purusa, as quickly as you can!

PuPu: Yes! Let's take my starship—it's the fastest way!

System: Meanwhile, at Purusa...

Hildibrand: Hail, dear comrade of Master PuPu! We come in peace. Pray reveal yourself.
Hildibrand: W-Wait, you... You're the Mandragoras!

Gentle Dead Man@???: Uggggggh! I know that gentlemanly overlord's voice...
Gentle Dead Man: Master Zombibrand! They said you were trapped in slumber, but I rejoice to see that is no longer the case!

Delion: Gods, it's one of the ''walking dead''!

Gentle Dead Man: Greetings, friends, I am a proud member of the Gentle Dead Men and disciple of Master Zombibrand.

Hildibrand: What brings you here to Thavnair, and in the company of La Noscea's infamous vegetable menace, no less!?

Gentle Dead Man: Allow me some few precious moments of your lifespan to explain.
Gentle Dead Man: It was a time when the maggots in my skull grew restless and wriggly. Tales of spoiled seedkin terrorizing the region of Bozja reached our undead fraternity, and so on their behalf I traveled afar to recruit a rotten mandragora.
Gentle Dead Man: After making his acquaintance, the festering fellow wished to introduce me to his brethren, who he assured me were no less rotten. Thus did I make next for La Noscea, that I might extend a fetid hand in friendship.
Gentle Dead Man: When I arrived, however, I learned that one of their companions had been abducted by a strange flying vessel. What was a Gentle Dead Man to do but aid in the search!
Gentle Dead Man: I turned to ''The Thavnairian Truth'', that reliable bastion of supernatural rumormongering, and lo and behold, an alien craft matching the seedkin's description had been spotted here on this isle. Needless to say, we embarked on our journey forthwith.

Delion: Ah, one of our faithful readers! I'm pleased to see that even in undeath, the hunger for truth is not wholly subsumed by the hunger for brains.

Hildibrand: So, we find ourselves on the Case of the Misappropriated Mandragora. This abductor will not evade my powers of discernment.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Soon we'll need a case to carry all these cases!

Delion: An “abductor”... I have a feeling we won't need to look far.

PuPu: Ah. That may have been me...

''PuPu has his UFO release the missing Mandragora.''

PuPu: Forgive me for taking your friend. In my sample-collecting frenzy, I must have mistaken him for an edible plant of some kind.

Gentle Dead Man: Understandable! You would not be the first to confuse a mandragora with a salad ingredient. The main thing is that he is returned to us unharmed—and uneaten.
Gentle Dead Man: All's well that ends well. Now, if you will excuse us, we should be getting back to Thanalan. Rotting flesh and humidity is an unpleasant combination.

Hildibrand: My apologies, Master PuPu. We seem to have missed the mark this time, but I swear to you, I shall not rest until you are reunited with your comrade!

Delion: I almost believed your “keen inspector's sense” to be a form of prognostication, but it really was just...following your gut. And I'm afraid vague inspectorial feelings will take us only so far.
Delion: We have an entire world to search, and for that we'd need—oh, I don't know—a veritable army of inspectors.

PuPu: An army of inspectors...
PuPu: Of course! I can simply clone a multitude of Hildibrands as I did before!

Hildibrand: Now, now, let's not do anything rash...

''PuPu's UFO produces a low-poly Hildibrand clone.''

PuPu: Oh dear. The ship's matter duplication facility has been temperamental for a while, and now it's broken down completely. This clone is the last it will ever produce.

Brandihild@Failed Hildiclone: Name... My name... Is Brandi...Hild.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Inspector Brandihild? Why is he so...blocky?

PuPu: The cloning process must have failed partway through. Allow me to euthanize this abnormality.

Hildibrand: Now, now, let's not do anything rash.
Hildibrand: Unlike my former replicas, this one is highly unlikely to be mistaken for me. And seeing as we were looking for extra helpers, I say we press this undefined fellow into service!
Hildibrand: Welcome to the team, Inspector Brandihild!

Brandihild: A pleasure... To make... Your acquaintance.

-cutscene end

===Speak with Hildibrand===

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: Blocky, blocky Brandihild!

PuPu: I knew the duplicator had been unstable, but I pushed it to perform anyway. Now look at what I've wrought: not only is this clone a poor imitation of the inspector in form, but in force of personality as well.

Delion: Blocky though this inspector may be, that Master PuPu could so easily attempt to replicate a living, thinking being... Alien technology is so advanced, I can scarce differentiate it from magic.

Godbert: Ohohoho, never a dull moment around the Manderville men!

Brandihild: Assistance... Please. Allow me. To be of assistance.

-optional end

Hildibrand: We made quite a mess of that temple ruin, but thanks to Father, it looks as good as new. Or would that be “as good as old”? In any event, I look forward to tackling the remainder of the case with my charming new contemporary!

Brandihild: I am...delighted. To be a part of it.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, look how shy he is. He really is very charming!

-quest complete
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
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The Spectacle of Inspection

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{{Quest infobox
| name = The Spectacle of Inspection
| image = the spectacle of inspection.png
| description = [[Delion]] is ready to embark on another crusade for the Truth.
| quest-giver = Delion
| related-npcs = Brandihild; Crate Inspector; Excitable Youth; Godbert; Hildibrand; Nashu Mhakaracca; PuPu; Sack Counter
| location = Radz-at-Han
| location-x = 11.9
| location-y = 11.1
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 310
| level = 90
| req-quest =
| exp =
| gil = 1518
| prev-quest = The Imperfect Gentleman
| next-quest = Generational Bonding
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.35
| id-gt = 70254
| id-edb = 4849538dd8a
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]] at [[Palaka's Stand]].
*Question the villagers of Palaka's Stand.
*Speak with Hildibrand.
*Speak with [[PuPu]] and have him accompany you.
*Survey the area while accompanied by PuPu.
*Survey the next area while accompanied by PuPu.
*Survey yet another area while accompanied by PuPu.
*Speak with Hildibrand.

==Journal==
* [[Delion]] is ready to embark on another crusade for the Truth.

* Inspector's Log:
:The Case of the Silent Correspondent continues! After a traditionally dynamic reunion with Father, and the disintegration of my remaining dashing clones, I, Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville, have returned from the moon to embark on a search for Master PuPu's uncommunicative comrade. With stout heart and stalwart associates, there is not a mote of doubt in my Mandervillian mind that we shall be successful in this endeavor.
:　　　　　　　　　　　　*　*　*
:Both pleased by and suspicious of your timely arrival, Delion reiterates his desire to expose PuPu's presumably well-disguised plans for invasion. Inspector Hildibrand's keen inspector's sense has, it seems, led him to Palaka's Stand, which gives Delion─and you─the perfect chance to continue tracking the little blue man's movements.

* Regrettably, instinct alone has failed to provide a more precise location for PuPu's missing friend. Thus does the inspector summarily recruit you to question the locals of Palaka's Stand regarding recent sightings of unusual─and hopefully alien─nature.

* The inhabitants of Palaka's Stand gladly share with you their encounters of the unsettling kind, and all signs point to a possible alien presence in the west of the jungle. Inspector Hildibrand will surely welcome this supplementary guidance.

* A comparison of eyewitness accounts reveals sightings across the entire Shroud of the Samgha, prompting Delion to suggest─with some reluctance─splitting the group that you might more efficiently scour the area. Fortuitously, reinforcements appear in the form of Godbert, who is more than happy to join his son in his latest escapade. Hildibrand assigns teams and directions, pairing you with PuPu and charging you with scouring the jungle's western reaches.

* With a solid lead on his friend's whereabouts at last, PuPu is eager to follow you into the jungle.
** ※You must be accompanied by PuPu to complete this task. Speak with him again should you become separated.

* You survey what appears to be ufiti territory, but see no trace of PuPu's comrade. Perhaps further to the west...?
** ※You must be accompanied by PuPu to complete this task. Speak with him again should you become separated.

* You continue onwards and come across a colony of hanuman langurs...but no alien compeer. Further to the west it is.
** ※You must be accompanied by PuPu to complete this task. Speak with him again should you become separated.

* Alas, your efforts yield not so much as a vaguely starcraft-shaped circle in the grass. It is then that you receive a call from Nashu, who may have spotted PuPu's friend near Purusa. You rush over with all haste, only to find that the figure in question was a mandragora. Several mandragoras, in fact. Actually, an entire gang of infamous seedkin, known literally as the Mandragoras. Accompanied by a zombie gentleman (to Delion's shock and delight), the villainous vegetables came to Thavnair in search of their own friend─an individual who, it transpires, was mistakenly abducted by PuPu. The contrite mandragora-napper releases his “sample,” and the reunited Mandragoras take their leave.

:In the wake of the mandragora misunderstanding, Delion muses aloud on the limitations of Hildibrand's “keen” inspector's sense. PuPu takes the editor's idle wish for a Hildibrand army to heart, and fires up his matter duplication facility. The defective machine ultimately breaks down, but not before producing one singularly blocky replication of Inspector Hildibrand. Encouraged by his new clone's dissimilar appearance, an enthusiastic Hildibrand recruits “Brandihild” to aid in the investigation.

* As the dust settles and the chaos dies down, you find your already eclectic party joined by a “charming new contemporary.” Brandihild is eager to be a part of it all─or so he says. But as you well know, Hildibrand's chicanery is not to be taken lightly...

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
Delion: [Forename], what suspiciously auspicious timing. I was just thinking of you, and suddenly you appear.
Delion: As I'm sure you recall, Master PuPu claimed his purpose in coming to our world was to search for a missing comrade.
Delion: Which is, of course, merely a cover for his true objective: laying the groundwork for a full-scale invasion!
Delion: But I understand the skeptical masses will demand proof of this sinister operation. Thus did I decide to bide my time, keep my eyes open, and let things play out...
Delion: ...And no sooner had I resolved to do so, when I received word concerning the inspector. It seems they've made progress in tracking down our alien friend's...friend. This could be my chance!
Delion: I say “my” chance, but I can hardly stand against this cosmic conspiracy alone. You are coming along, yes?

Question: What will you say?

> I wouldn't dream of letting you ''investigate'' PuPu by yourself...
> The truth will out! Or something truth-adjacent, at the very least.
---

Delion: Then let us be on our way. They were headed to Palaka's Stand, and we don't want to miss even the smallest development!

-quest accepted

===Speak with Hildibrand at Palaka's Stand===
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: [Forename], you came! The lunar crew is back together!
Sack Counter: It's the same number of sacks... Always the same.

Crate Inspector: Are these boxes empty or full...?
-optional end
Hildibrand: My loyal associates! Come to admire the spectacle of inspection, have you? As well you should!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Look, Master PuPu! [Forename] has come to help!

PuPu: Thank you, [Forename]! You're too kind!

Question: What will you say?

> What!? No more “PuPu”ing!?
> You speak our language now? No Echo or universal translator wotsits required?
---

PuPu: It was no great chore to master your tongue. The grammar and syntax is relatively simplistic.

Delion: Such a terrifying intellect. What hope do we have to prevail against it...?
Delion: Ahem, so, how did you narrow down the search to this particular area, exactly?

Hildibrand: Why, my tried-and-true inspector's sense, my dear fellow. All the perceptible and imperceptible signs pointed me in this direction...although they did neglect to include a precise location.
Hildibrand: For that, we must rely on another tried-and-true inspecting technique: interrogation! Spread out, everyone, and question the locals on any PuPu-shaped sightings!

===Question the villagers of Palaka's Stand===
-optional start
Hildibrand: If I may, have you perchance come across an individual resembling this delightful blue ragamuffin here...?

PuPu: Ragamuffin...?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Zzz... No, the syrup goes ''over'' the pancakes...

Delion: “Inspector's sense,” he says! Clearly he's just following a gut feeling. Unless...could it be that he is in fact channeling a higher power...?
-optional end

Sack Counter: Now that you mention it, I ''did'' see something like that in the west of the Shroud.
Sack Counter: Might have mistaken it for a small child if not for the way it moved... Sort of a furtive scamper? Creepy.

Crate Inspector: Oh, yes, I spotted just such an odd little creature in the jungle, on my way back from the city markets. Only, it wasn't alone.
Crate Inspector: It was in the company of a rather unusual gentleman. Sickly pale, he was, and radiating an unpleasant smell... I felt obliged to keep my distance.

===Speak with Hildibrand===
-optional start
Sack Counter: I think I'll stay out of the jungle for a while... The western reaches, at least.

Crate Inspector: You plan on tracking down this unsettling pair, then? You're a braver soul than I.

Delion: Perhaps the inspector has instinctively tapped into an invisible cosmic energy flow that is attuned to the aliens' auras. But if so, the implications are fascinating indeed...

PuPu: Any promising leads?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Zzz... No, the syrup goes ''over'' the pancakes...

-optional end
-cutscene start
Hildibrand: [Forename]. Have your investigations borne fruit?
Hildibrand: Mine own carefully crafted queries place an individual of Master PuPu's proportions in the south of the Shroud.
Hildibrand: To the west, your sources say...?

Delion: I asked around, and there have been a few sightings in the jungle, somewhere to the north.

Hildibrand: Hmmm. If we have sightings to the north, south, ''and'' west, then that must mean...
Hildibrand: ...Master PuPu has more friends here than he realized!

PuPu: I am not that gregarious. I have precisely one friend on this world.

Delion: Could it be doppelgangers...? No, no. Too simple, too obvious. It's more likely the same alien wandering the jungle, being spotted in different locations by different eyewitnesses.
Delion: Which just means we need to—ugh, I can't believe I'm suggesting this—split up and search the whole area.

Hildibrand: A fair proposition. Very well, then...

Godbert: Oho, are we launching a search party?

Hildibrand: F-Father!? Have you been following me?

Godbert: Nothing of the sort. I was engaging in feats of physicality while my mind grappled with the mysteries of Mandervillian weapon forging. Hoping to turn perspiration into inspiration, as it were.
Godbert: But I am afraid the Burning Field's wooden men are poor muses when compared to the stimulus a worthy opponent provides...
Godbert: Hmmm. Mayhap if I join you—and the indomitable [Forename]—in your endeavor, then happenstance will deliver the challenge I require.
Godbert: You are continuing “The Case of the Silent Correspondent,” yes? Have you need of an extra pair of eyes?

Hildibrand: As many as you can spare. I was about to assign teams to the search, as a matter of fact.
Hildibrand: This village sits in the Shroud's east, so let us divvy up the remaining directions, shall we? Nashu and I will head south.
Hildibrand: [Forename] and Master PuPu, to the west, if you please.
Hildibrand: Delorian, you and my father have the north.

Delion: Ahem, that's “Delion.” Also, hmph. Also, the Shroud of the Samgha is awfully big. How are we to keep in contact, much less coordinate our efforts?

Nashu Mhakaracca: I had special linkpearls made for just such an occasion! We can chatter in each other's ears as much as we like!

Delion: Are you mad!? The Sharlayans will listen in on everything we're saying.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Really? All the way out here? I shouldn't think their hearing is that good. But seeing as you mislike linkpearls so much, Lord Godbert can hold the one for your team.

Hildibrand: Linkpearls! What tremendous foresight! Now, let us proceed with our investigation!
-cutscene end

===Speak with PuPu and have him accompany you===
PuPu: The inspector wishes us to search in the west of the jungle, yes? I will follow your lead.

PuPu: Strange... I did not note the passage of time in your absence. Shall we continue the search?

System: PuPu is now accompanying you. Keep him at your side in order to proceed with quest objectives.
System: You can leave PuPu behind by entering a different area, or by speaking with him and selecting the option to part ways.
System: If you wish to have PuPu join you again, return and speak with him at the original location.

-optional start
Question: What will you do?
> Discuss the river.
PuPu: A river flowing right at our feet...
PuPu: Many stars have I visited in the cosmos, but precious few have such a bounty of water as this one. Your home is a rare treasure.
> Talk.
PuPu: Etheirys must be a wonderful star to call home. So rich in resources...

> Part ways.
System: Are you sure you wish to part ways with PuPu?

PuPu: And you must attend to this matter immediately? Understood. I will be waiting at Palaka's Stand.
> Nothing.
---
-optional end

''Interacting with the Vantage point''

PuPu: I see no trace of my comrade...
PuPu: But what of these black-furred beings? Are they friends of yours—fellow people of Etheirys?

Question: What will you say?

> Those are a type of sasquatch. By which I mean no.
> Vaguely people-shaped, perhaps, but not people. Not particularly friendly either.
---

PuPu: There is a greater variety of species here than I anticipated. I shall have to collect more samples...
PuPu: Let's keep moving.

-optional start
Question: What will you do?
> Discuss the rocky outcrops.
PuPu: The rock formations on this island remind me of my home star. They have the same vibrant hues, the same stark beauty. If only...
PuPu: Ahem, but never mind that. We have a friend to find.

> Talk.
PuPu: Etheirys must be a wonderful star to call home. So rich in resources...

> Part ways.
System: Are you sure you wish to part ways with PuPu?

PuPu: And you must attend to this matter immediately? Understood. I will be waiting at Palaka's Stand.

> Nothing.

---
-optional end
''Interacting with the Vantage Point''
PuPu: No sign of my friend here either...
PuPu: But these white-furred individuals—they are surely one of your civilized races, yes?

Question: What will you say?

> Those are beastkin. Monkeys.
> Also not people. Mind the poop throwing.
---

PuPu: Hmmm. I find it difficult to tell the difference. One semi-intelligent life-form is much the same as another.

PuPu: Well, never mind. Moving on.

''Interacting with the Vantage Point''

-cutscene start
PuPu: Nothing. Not even a little burnt circle in the grass...
PuPu: The friend I'm looking for, we grew up together. We were always together.
PuPu: We even shared the same dream: to roam the great expanse of the cosmos.
PuPu: We worked hard, and supported one another until we both had starships of our very own. Then the universe was ours to explore.
PuPu: How fleeting that feeling of triumph...
PuPu: Ah, but that is another tale entirely. I simply wished to express how dear this friend is to me.

''The player's linkpearl rings.''

Nashu Mhakaracca: Hello? Is this thing on? This is Nashu!
Nashu Mhakaracca: We think we may have found PuPu's friend. Come to Purusa, as quickly as you can!

PuPu: Yes! Let's take my starship—it's the fastest way!

System: Meanwhile, at Purusa...

Hildibrand: Hail, dear comrade of Master PuPu! We come in peace. Pray reveal yourself.
Hildibrand: W-Wait, you... You're the Mandragoras!

Gentle Dead Man@???: Uggggggh! I know that gentlemanly overlord's voice...
Gentle Dead Man: Master Zombibrand! They said you were trapped in slumber, but I rejoice to see that is no longer the case!

Delion: Gods, it's one of the ''walking dead''!

Gentle Dead Man: Greetings, friends, I am a proud member of the Gentle Dead Men and disciple of Master Zombibrand.

Hildibrand: What brings you here to Thavnair, and in the company of La Noscea's infamous vegetable menace, no less!?

Gentle Dead Man: Allow me some few precious moments of your lifespan to explain.
Gentle Dead Man: It was a time when the maggots in my skull grew restless and wriggly. Tales of spoiled seedkin terrorizing the region of Bozja reached our undead fraternity, and so on their behalf I traveled afar to recruit a rotten mandragora.
Gentle Dead Man: After making his acquaintance, the festering fellow wished to introduce me to his brethren, who he assured me were no less rotten. Thus did I make next for La Noscea, that I might extend a fetid hand in friendship.
Gentle Dead Man: When I arrived, however, I learned that one of their companions had been abducted by a strange flying vessel. What was a Gentle Dead Man to do but aid in the search!
Gentle Dead Man: I turned to ''The Thavnairian Truth'', that reliable bastion of supernatural rumormongering, and lo and behold, an alien craft matching the seedkin's description had been spotted here on this isle. Needless to say, we embarked on our journey forthwith.

Delion: Ah, one of our faithful readers! I'm pleased to see that even in undeath, the hunger for truth is not wholly subsumed by the hunger for brains.

Hildibrand: So, we find ourselves on the Case of the Misappropriated Mandragora. This abductor will not evade my powers of discernment.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Soon we'll need a case to carry all these cases!

Delion: An “abductor”... I have a feeling we won't need to look far.

PuPu: Ah. That may have been me...

''PuPu has his UFO release the missing Mandragora.''

PuPu: Forgive me for taking your friend. In my sample-collecting frenzy, I must have mistaken him for an edible plant of some kind.

Gentle Dead Man: Understandable! You would not be the first to confuse a mandragora with a salad ingredient. The main thing is that he is returned to us unharmed—and uneaten.
Gentle Dead Man: All's well that ends well. Now, if you will excuse us, we should be getting back to Thanalan. Rotting flesh and humidity is an unpleasant combination.

Hildibrand: My apologies, Master PuPu. We seem to have missed the mark this time, but I swear to you, I shall not rest until you are reunited with your comrade!

Delion: I almost believed your “keen inspector's sense” to be a form of prognostication, but it really was just...following your gut. And I'm afraid vague inspectorial feelings will take us only so far.
Delion: We have an entire world to search, and for that we'd need—oh, I don't know—a veritable army of inspectors.

PuPu: An army of inspectors...
PuPu: Of course! I can simply clone a multitude of Hildibrands as I did before!

Hildibrand: Now, now, let's not do anything rash...

''PuPu's UFO produces a low-poly Hildibrand clone.''

PuPu: Oh dear. The ship's matter duplication facility has been temperamental for a while, and now it's broken down completely. This clone is the last it will ever produce.

Brandihild@Failed Hildiclone: Name... My name... Is Brandi...Hild.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Inspector Brandihild? Why is he so...blocky?

PuPu: The cloning process must have failed partway through. Allow me to euthanize this abnormality.

Hildibrand: Now, now, let's not do anything rash.
Hildibrand: Unlike my former replicas, this one is highly unlikely to be mistaken for me. And seeing as we were looking for extra helpers, I say we press this undefined fellow into service!
Hildibrand: Welcome to the team, Inspector Brandihild!

Brandihild: A pleasure... To make... Your acquaintance.

-cutscene end

===Speak with Hildibrand===

-optional start

Nashu Mhakaracca: Blocky, blocky Brandihild!

PuPu: I knew the duplicator had been unstable, but I pushed it to perform anyway. Now look at what I've wrought: not only is this clone a poor imitation of the inspector in form, but in force of personality as well.

Delion: Blocky though this inspector may be, that Master PuPu could so easily attempt to replicate a living, thinking being... Alien technology is so advanced, I can scarce differentiate it from magic.

Godbert: Ohohoho, never a dull moment around the Manderville men!

Brandihild: Assistance... Please. Allow me. To be of assistance.

-optional end

Hildibrand: We made quite a mess of that temple ruin, but thanks to Father, it looks as good as new. Or would that be “as good as old”? In any event, I look forward to tackling the remainder of the case with my charming new contemporary!

Brandihild: I am...delighted. To be a part of it.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, look how shy he is. He really is very charming!

-quest complete
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=0958YWPAyA4}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

The Imperfect Gentleman

2026-05-30T20:52:50Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */

{{Quest infobox
| name = The Imperfect Gentleman
| image = the imperfect gentleman.png
| description = Unfazed by events that would shatter the mind of a lesser man, [[Hildibrand]] stands ready to begin his next case.
| quest-giver = Hildibrand
| related-npcs = Delion; Excitable Youth; Godbert; House Manderville Manservant; Laconic Loporrit; Nashu Mhakaracca; PuPu
| location = Mare Lamentorum
| location-x = 27.9
| location-y = 35.7
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 220
| level = 90
| req-quest =
| exp =
| gil = 1432
| prev-quest = Lunar Conspiracy
| next-quest = The Spectacle of Inspection, Make It a Manderville
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.25
| id-gt = 70178
| id-edb = c47acc7ce48
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]] and have him accompany you.
*Search for clues while Hildibrand and [[Nashu]] are accompanying you.
*Search for more clues while Hildibrand and Nashu are accompanying you.
*Search for even more clues while Hildibrand and Nashu are accompanying you.
*Speak with Hildibrand in [[Radz-at-Han]].

==Journal==
* Unfazed by events that would shatter the mind of a lesser man, Hildibrand stands ready to begin his next case.

* Inspector's Log:
: After being hauled into the sky and stuffed into a cramped space like so much airship baggage, I have at last convinced my amiable captor to release me from his custody. Master PuPu is not of this star─as was evinced by his unintelligible tongue and unfathomable technology─yet with the help of a preternaturally talented associate, I have deduced that the matter which brought him to our star is a cause worthy of investigation. Fear not, fellow sentient beings, for otherworldly origins notwithstanding, Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville is a friend to one and all!
:　　　　　　　　　　　　*　*　*
:None the worse for wear after his extraterrestrial escapade, Hildibrand is eager to embark on a new case. Before his “channeling” can produce a viable lead, however, your recent Loporrit guide arrives to report a nearby sighting of...Hildibrand. Several moments of confusion and logical reasoning later, it is determined that one of the clones escaped PuPu's vaporization beam, and is now running loose somewhere on the moon. Hildibrand insists upon eliminating this impostor inspector before any damage can be done to the Manderville name.

* With eyes peeled for gentlemanly tracks, you set off in search of the defective clone. Considering the chaos which routinely erupts around the original, even a slightly shoddy imitation should not be too hard to find...
** ※You must be accompanied by Hildibrand and Nashu to complete this task. Speak with either of them again in the north of Mare Lamentorum should you become separated.

* You stumble across a thinker whose last thought seems to have been interrupted by the sudden and violent interjection of a goldsmithing hammer. This does not, however, appear to have been the work of the clone. The search continues...
** ※You must be accompanied by Hildibrand and Nashu to complete this task. Speak with either of them again in the north of Mare Lamentorum should you become separated.

* You find another victim of blunt force trauma, but again, no sign of the fugitive clone. Though you resolve to press on with the search, one would be forgiven for wondering if you've stumbled upon the trail of a serial killer with an endless supply of hammers...
** ※You must be accompanied by Hildibrand and Nashu to complete this task. Speak with either of them again in the north of Mare Lamentorum should you become separated.

* The discovery of fancy footprints at last leads you to the object of your hunt. No sooner have you spotted the clone, however, when an all but in the altogether Godbert appears out of nowhere, and proceeds to demonstrate a cataclysmic level of Manderville affection for his beloved son. After the dust settles and the music stops, PuPu vaporizes the flawed duplicate, marking the end of one of the inspector's active cases. Godbert, meanwhile, is relieved to find the genuine Hildibrand in relatively good health. He offers his gratitude for your part in seeing his boy's soul safely reunited with his body, and expresses a desire to consult with you back in Radz-at-Han. Something regarding a certain rare ore he located on the moon... Agreeing with the idea of heading starward, Hildibrand is eager to continue the search for PuPu's comrade closer to home.

* Returned to the relative normalcy of Thavnair, Hildibrand resumes the Case of the Silent Correspondent with Nashu and PuPu in tow. Delion holds back, however, and divulges to you his intention to investigate the little blue man and his diabolical devices. Even as you tacitly agree to assist the editor in chief, you are approached by Godbert with yet another request for aid. It seems the master goldsmith has turned his hand to armaments─a change brought on by the terrible events of the Final Days─and he now seeks to craft superior weapons as described in an ancient manual of Manderville family legacy. Should you have time to help gather the necessary materials, you are to alert Godbert's manservant...who will be waiting patiently nearby. For as long as it takes.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: Mister PuPu's eyes make me feel dizzy. Like swirls that go around and around and around and around...

Delion: This Echo power of yours sounds...extraordinary. You must allow me to interview you once we've put this business on the moon behind us.

PuPu: I am glad you are here to help ward off any more...PuPu...misunderstandings.

-optional end

-cutscene start

Hildibrand: So begins “The Case of the Silent Correspondent”!

Delion: Uh...not to rain on your parade, but “my friend who was somewhere on your star stopped sending me messages” is not a lot to go on.
Delion: I've spent years investigating the existence of aliens, and recent experiences notwithstanding, they are ''not'' that easy to find.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Then you don't know Inspector Hildibrand! He'll solve this case as he's solved countless others: with unerring perception and panache!

Hildibrand: Ah...hahaha, well said, Nashu! I need but relinquish conscious thought to investigative instinct, and the clues will flow to me forthwith!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Lose yourself in the deductive current, Inspector!

Delion: <gasp> You're ''channeling'', aren't you!? Contacting a higher power to breach the veil of mystery? Another fascinating development.

Laconic Loporrit: Ah, there you are. I've been looking all over!
Laconic Loporrit: Thought you'd like to know that I spotted that chap you were asking about—you know, the well-muscled gentleman with tattered clothing and dazzling teeth?

Nashu Mhakaracca: You mean this gentleman? We found him, too!

Laconic Loporrit: Well, that can't be right!
Laconic Loporrit: I just saw him in the north of Mare Lamentorum, and he ran the other way when I called out. I don't understand how he could've arrived before me...

Nashu Mhakaracca: I have a feeling, Mister Bunny, sir, that what you saw was an impostor.
Nashu Mhakaracca: [Forename], would you mind asking Mister PuPu if he was growing any more inspectors on the moon?

PuPu: PuPu... I only created a single batch, but one did manage to escape the vaporization beam.
PuPu: That individual's behavior was...unpredictable. A flaw in the cloning process, I'm afraid.

Hildibrand: Well, this won't do at all. We cannot have a flawed inspector running around besmirching the Manderville name.
Hildibrand: Master PuPu, I must ask that we hunt down and liquidate my other self as soon as possible. Might we delay the search for your comrade until the deed is done?

PuPu: PuPu... The imperfect clone was of my making. It is only right that I redress my mistake first.

Hildibrand: So begins “The Case of the Impostor Inspector”!

Laconic Loporrit: Ooh, that does sound exciting. If you don't mind me coming along, I can show you the place where I saw the ''impostor inspector''.
-cutscene end

-quest accepted

===Speak with Hildibrand and have him accompany you===
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: Zzz... <snort>

Delion: I wonder what other nefarious abilities this so-called “amicable” alien is hiding.

PuPu: PuPu... My ship's matter duplication facility is prone to the occasional glitch. I should probably have that looked at...

Laconic Loporrit: It was right around here...

-optional end

Hildibrand: I espy with my little eye...no dashingly defective gentlemen.

Laconic Loporrit: He can't have made it that far on foot. Why don't we try searching the immediate area? Scan the horizon, that kind of thing?

Hildibrand: Then I suggest we split up so we can cover more ground. Nashu, [Forename], and I will investigate to the west.

Laconic Loporrit: Right. I'll take these other two and head east.

Delion: Splitting the party ''again''!? And you're leaving me with the ''aliens''!?

Laconic Loporrit: Oh, relax, bright eyes. We'll have a nice chat, and I can disabuse you of all those strange conspiratorial notions. Oh, and we can get to know our new friend here!

Hildibrand: Let us be on our way as well. With [Forename] in the van, if you please!

System: Hildibrand and Nashu are now accompanying you. Keep them at your side in order to proceed with quest objectives.
System: You can leave your quest companions behind by entering a different area, or by speaking with them and selecting the option to part ways.
System: If you wish to have your companions join you again, return and speak with them at the original location.

===Search for clues while Hildibrand and Nashu are accompanying you===

-optional start

Question: What will you do?

> Discuss the Cradle of Darkness
Hildibrand: Behold this sublime vista! 'Tis as if the moon herself breathes beneath our feet!
Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, look down there─they have their very own hot spring!
Hildibrand: My dear Nashu, what you are observing is no hot spring, but a natural reservoir of ceruleum! With such a rich resource to hand, it is no wonder they can afford these palatial residences!
Nashu Mhakaracca: I'm glad you're here to educate me, Inspector! I was about to take a quick soak!

> Talk.
Hildibrand: Being on the moon reminds me of that time I was blasted all the way to Dalamud. I do believe that was a personal best in terms of distance flung.
Nashu Mhakaracca: When you're up in the sky, our world's a pizza pie, oh so pretty～♪

> Part ways.
Hildibrand: Haha! No rest for the adventurous, is there? We shall await your return at our previous rendezvous point. I wouldn't wish for you to miss anything!
Nashu Mhakaracca: An errand? Please, go ahead! I'll be safe and sound with the inspector around!
> Nothing.
---
-optional end

''Interacting with the Hammer-struck Thinker''
System: A goldsmithing hammer is lodged in the thinker's carcass. It appears to have been dealt a single, swift killing blow.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Cor, the bugs grow big up here, don't they!

Hildibrand: This h-hammer... Surely it cannot be— Nay, it does not bear thinking about.
Hildibrand: Come along! Nothing to see here!

===Search for more clues while Hildibrand and Nashu are accompanying you===

-optional start

Question: What will you do?

> Discuss the starry sky.
Hildibrand: What a dazzling display of stars!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Not a single cloud in sight. In fact, I've never seen the night sky so clearly.

Hildibrand: Now that you mention it, it's been nighttime the entire time I've been here. How much longer until dawn breaks, do you think...?

> Talk.
Hildibrand: Being on the moon reminds me of that time I was blasted all the way to Dalamud. I do believe that was a personal best in terms of distance flung.
Nashu Mhakaracca: When you're up in the sky, our world's a pizza pie, oh so pretty～♪

> Part ways.
Hildibrand: Haha! No rest for the adventurous, is there? We shall await your return at our previous rendezvous point. I wouldn't wish for you to miss anything!
Nashu Mhakaracca: An errand? Please, go ahead! I'll be safe and sound with the inspector around!
> Nothing.
---
-optional end

''Interacting with the Hammer-struck Mousse''

System: Another goldsmithing hammer, another killing blow that bespeaks unparalleled strength...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Aw, it looks like he's yawning. The hammer stuck in his head spoils the effect, though.

Hildibrand: He cannot be here... Why would he be here...?

Nashu Mhakaracca: That's a goldsmithing tool, isn't it? It does look awfully familiar...

Hildibrand: And y-yet completely unrelated to our case! Moving on, people, moving on!

===Search for even more clues while Hildibrand and Nashu are accompanying you===

''Interacting with the Trail of Fancy Footprints''

System: A set of gentlemanly tracks leads to the northwest...

Hildibrand: Aha! In the sand, in the snow, or in a half-ilm of moondust, I'd recognize those fancy footprints anywhere! They're a perfect copy of mine.
Hildibrand: Our fugitive impostor must be just up ahead!

-cutscene start
Hildibrand: I sense a gentlemanly presence. He is close. Very close.

Delion: No clones in the northeastern quadrant...that we could see.

Nashu Mhakaracca: That's clever! Mister PuPu can scout for us from the air!

Hildibrand: Aha! I found...me!

x@Hildiclone: Why? Why did I flee?

Nashu Mhakaracca: He seems sad. Downcast. Very un-inspector-like.

Hildibrand: A flawed creation, to be sure. Such negative emotions would never mar the heart of a true Manderville man.

Godbert: Praise Thal for his patience. 'Twould seem my beloved Hildy has been awoken from his unnatural slumber...

''Godbert unsuccessfully tries to catch Hildiclone.''

x@Hildiclone: Abandoning my gentleman comrades to save myself... My pride in worse tatters than my maltreated wardrobe...

Godbert: My fatherly love, denied? Unthinkable! Unless...that is not my son.

''Hildibrand runs away. Godbert catches him, grabs him by his feet and whirls Hildibrand around himself in a circle.''

x@Hildiclone: Another of me survived!?
x@Hildiclone: I'll not turn tail and run this time, no sir! Hildibrand to the rescue!

''Hildiclone grabs onto Hildibrand and is now also being whirled around by Godbert.''

Godbert: Round and round, as fast as I can!♪ I can't slow down, I'm a Manderville man!♪

''Hildibrand and Hildiclone are hurled into the air. They bounce off asteriods and PuPu's UFO, each landing in one of the nostrils of a giant stone face on the lunar surface. The mouth of the statue opens up and a stage with five loporrits upon it rises up. The loporrits dance and descend once more.''

Delion: Now I ''know'' I'm dreaming. That can't possibly be real...

Laconic Loporrit: Ah, that was a little something we were preparing to welcome the people of Etheirys. I almost forgot it was still there.

''PuPu's damaged UFO flies overhead, dropping random objects. Godbert deflects the objects away from the group.''

Laconic Loporrit: The barrage appears to have stopped, but just look at all this junk!
Laconic Loporrit: Please be sure to pick up your litter before you leave. The moon belongs to everyone, you know.

''Godbert picks up a purple ore.''

Godbert: Oho...

''The group cleans up and Hildiclone is disintegrated.''

Godbert: Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville, how glad I am to see you up and about! Your mother will be beside herself with joy!

Hildibrand: I only stand before you now thanks to Nashu, who stood ever vigilant at my bedside, and to [Forename], who ferried my soul back from across the rift.

Godbert: My son is indeed blessed with comrades of quality. You have my heartfelt gratitude.
Godbert: To you, Master PuPu, I extend my apologies—in my excitement, I fear I have broken your starship. If there is aught I can do to help effect repairs, you have only to ask.

PuPu: PuPu... My vessel experienced a temporary malfunction, but there was no major structural damage.

Godbert: It brings me relief and joy to hear it.
Godbert: Ahem. Might I have a word, [Forename]? I had actually come to the moon in search of a certain rare ore, and by Thal's good graces, my quest has been successful.
Godbert: The ore, however, is but the first step of a longer saga. Meet me back in Radz–at–Han, and I will explain the role I wish you to play.

Hildibrand: Yes, I think it best we make the journey starwards. We'll not find Master PuPu's friend from up here unless someone packed an extremely efficacious spyglass! Anybody...? No? Then home it is!

Delion: For years, I've chased after the supernatural and the inexplicable, but to encounter so much of it in such a short span of time... My mind still reels from the implications.
Delion: Yet I must keep my gaze focused beyond the veil. A chance like this comes only once in a lifetime!

-cutscene end

===Speak with Hildibrand in Radz-at-Han===
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: See! I told you I recognized those hammers! A good inspector never forgets a tool!

Delion: Now begins the hard work of compiling my notes into a structured account of events. There is so much to say, I may need to stretch this over several articles...

PuPu: PuPu... You needn't worry about the clones returning to plague you. The vaporization ray disassembles matter on a molecular level.

Excitable Youth: Oh, uh, yes...I'm still here. That alien tried to take me away from my Miss Nashu, but as you can see, true love has prevailed!
Excitable Youth: I'll be around, as always, lurking—ahem, keeping an adoring eye on the most beautiful girl in the world. From a respectful distance, of course.
-optional end

Hildibrand: Ah, how lovely to be back on the star of my birth! Father did not tarry to chat, but said something about returning here with a trusted employee...

-cutscene start
Hildibrand: Well, we've no time for further familial pleasantries! Nashu and I must devote all our mental energies to “The Case of the Silent Correspondent”!
Hildibrand: My keen inspector's sense impels me to begin our search in ''that direction''. Make haste, my companions, for justice waits for no man! Not even one who is little and blue!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Inspector, wait! Can't justice make an exception for me!?

Delion: His channeling appears to be remarkably effective. Fascinating. Yes, most fascinating indeed...
Delion: [Forename], forgive me: I seem to have been laboring under a misconception.
Delion: After spending some time with the xeno-bunnies, it has become clear to me that they have not the slightest intention of invading our star. They are no threat to us...
Delion: ...But ''he'' is! You know of whom I speak! That devious Master PuPu and his diabolical devices devised solely for world domination!
Delion: I shall have to investigate him further to learn the intricacies of his plans, but I may require your aid—not to mention your interpretation.
Delion: I'll even pay you a retainer fee. So please, when the time comes, join me on my quest for the ''Truth''.

Godbert: Ah, [Forename], my apologies for the wait. Shall we proceed to business, then?
Godbert: The task at hand concerns nothing less than a family legacy...
Godbert: The recreation of the historically significant and astronomically magnificent Manderville weapons!
Godbert: They were the designs of a distant ancestor, you see. While the originals have long since vanished, the manual containing the secrets of their construction survived—a precious heirloom passed down through generations of Mandervilles.

Question: What will you say?

> Why the sudden passion for weaponsmithing?
> Aren't your hammers built for hammering gold?
---

Godbert: 'Tis true that, as a goldsmith, I've had little occasion for crafting implements of war. “Why this project, and why now?” you may very well ask. Then I shall very well tell you.
Godbert: The tale begins not so long ago. I was here, in Radz–at–Han, to discuss a deal with an up-and-coming merchant.
Godbert: The matter in question was an acquisition proposal. Alas, the talks soured, so I made preparations to depart. It was then that the sky burst into flame.
Godbert: You know all too well what horrors followed. I did my best to defend the citizenry from the beasts which spawned, yet I could not save them all. Saved far too few, in fact.
Godbert: The memory of it haunted me, day and night, and I found myself unable to work. But then I heard the news of how you and your companions had ventured forth to banish this evil at its source.
Godbert: You forged on in the face of deepest despair...and it gave me the courage to do the same!
Godbert: I took a good, hard look in the looking glass and asked, “What can Godbert Manderville do to safeguard the people of this star?” Thus did I realize that I had both the knowledge and the skill to forge the greatest of weapons, that I might empower others to protect themselves and their fellow man.
Godbert: So I began going down the list, acquiring the necessary materials with single-minded purpose. One of these was a goodly chunk of purest manderium ore—a metal found exclusively in meteorites, and that only rarely.
Godbert: I searched high and low, scouring impact sites and consorting with kobolds, all to no avail. Then, when none was to be found on Hydaelyn, I set my sights on the moon, where I at last obtained a sizable sample.
Godbert: Now I say, “at last,” but the list of materials goes on. If I'm to collect the rest in a timely fashion, I must employ the help of a comrade of quality!
Godbert: When you can spare a moment from adventuring—or aiding my dear son in his inspecting—pray drop a word in the ear of my manservant here.
Godbert: I shall clear my schedule of trivial interruptions, and we can proceed with the recreation of a Manderville weapon forthwith!

-cutscene end

-quest complete

-cutscene start
System: Meanwhile, elsewhere in Radz–at–Han...

''A dark figure runs through Radz-at-Han in search of Lugae's head.''

x@Radiant Sentry: Sound the alarum! A prisoner is escaping!

-cutscene end

-cutscene start
System: On solid ground, or far out of this world♪
System: Beyond the truth lies the weird and absurd♪
System: A beloved son♪ He's second to none♪ Our agent of enquiry—Hildibrand Manderville♪
System: Definitely not an alien clone♪
System: SEE YOU INSPECTOR!
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=FPRY5aHG7wA}}

[[Category:Has_datamined_dialogue]]

The Imperfect Gentleman

2026-05-30T20:42:43Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ edited and adjusted to new template

{{Quest infobox
| name = The Imperfect Gentleman
| image = the imperfect gentleman.png
| description = Unfazed by events that would shatter the mind of a lesser man, [[Hildibrand]] stands ready to begin his next case.
| quest-giver = Hildibrand
| related-npcs = Delion; Excitable Youth; Godbert; House Manderville Manservant; Laconic Loporrit; Nashu Mhakaracca; PuPu
| location = Mare Lamentorum
| location-x = 27.9
| location-y = 35.7
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 220
| level = 90
| req-quest =
| exp =
| gil = 1432
| prev-quest = Lunar Conspiracy
| next-quest = The Spectacle of Inspection, Make It a Manderville
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.25
| id-gt = 70178
| id-edb = c47acc7ce48
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]] and have him accompany you.
*Search for clues while Hildibrand and [[Nashu]] are accompanying you.
*Search for more clues while Hildibrand and Nashu are accompanying you.
*Search for even more clues while Hildibrand and Nashu are accompanying you.
*Speak with Hildibrand in [[Radz-at-Han]].

==Journal==
* Unfazed by events that would shatter the mind of a lesser man, Hildibrand stands ready to begin his next case.

* Inspector's Log:
: After being hauled into the sky and stuffed into a cramped space like so much airship baggage, I have at last convinced my amiable captor to release me from his custody. Master PuPu is not of this star─as was evinced by his unintelligible tongue and unfathomable technology─yet with the help of a preternaturally talented associate, I have deduced that the matter which brought him to our star is a cause worthy of investigation. Fear not, fellow sentient beings, for otherworldly origins notwithstanding, Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville is a friend to one and all!
:　　　　　　　　　　　　*　*　*
:None the worse for wear after his extraterrestrial escapade, Hildibrand is eager to embark on a new case. Before his “channeling” can produce a viable lead, however, your recent Loporrit guide arrives to report a nearby sighting of...Hildibrand. Several moments of confusion and logical reasoning later, it is determined that one of the clones escaped PuPu's vaporization beam, and is now running loose somewhere on the moon. Hildibrand insists upon eliminating this impostor inspector before any damage can be done to the Manderville name.

* With eyes peeled for gentlemanly tracks, you set off in search of the defective clone. Considering the chaos which routinely erupts around the original, even a slightly shoddy imitation should not be too hard to find...
** ※You must be accompanied by Hildibrand and Nashu to complete this task. Speak with either of them again in the north of Mare Lamentorum should you become separated.

* You stumble across a thinker whose last thought seems to have been interrupted by the sudden and violent interjection of a goldsmithing hammer. This does not, however, appear to have been the work of the clone. The search continues...
** ※You must be accompanied by Hildibrand and Nashu to complete this task. Speak with either of them again in the north of Mare Lamentorum should you become separated.

* You find another victim of blunt force trauma, but again, no sign of the fugitive clone. Though you resolve to press on with the search, one would be forgiven for wondering if you've stumbled upon the trail of a serial killer with an endless supply of hammers...
** ※You must be accompanied by Hildibrand and Nashu to complete this task. Speak with either of them again in the north of Mare Lamentorum should you become separated.

* The discovery of fancy footprints at last leads you to the object of your hunt. No sooner have you spotted the clone, however, when an all but in the altogether Godbert appears out of nowhere, and proceeds to demonstrate a cataclysmic level of Manderville affection for his beloved son. After the dust settles and the music stops, PuPu vaporizes the flawed duplicate, marking the end of one of the inspector's active cases. Godbert, meanwhile, is relieved to find the genuine Hildibrand in relatively good health. He offers his gratitude for your part in seeing his boy's soul safely reunited with his body, and expresses a desire to consult with you back in Radz-at-Han. Something regarding a certain rare ore he located on the moon... Agreeing with the idea of heading starward, Hildibrand is eager to continue the search for PuPu's comrade closer to home.

* Returned to the relative normalcy of Thavnair, Hildibrand resumes the Case of the Silent Correspondent with Nashu and PuPu in tow. Delion holds back, however, and divulges to you his intention to investigate the little blue man and his diabolical devices. Even as you tacitly agree to assist the editor in chief, you are approached by Godbert with yet another request for aid. It seems the master goldsmith has turned his hand to armaments─a change brought on by the terrible events of the Final Days─and he now seeks to craft superior weapons as described in an ancient manual of Manderville family legacy. Should you have time to help gather the necessary materials, you are to alert Godbert's manservant...who will be waiting patiently nearby. For as long as it takes.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: Mister PuPu's eyes make me feel dizzy. Like swirls that go around and around and around and around...

Delion: This Echo power of yours sounds...extraordinary. You must allow me to interview you once we've put this business on the moon behind us.

PuPu: I am glad you are here to help ward off any more...PuPu...misunderstandings.

-optional end

-cutscene start

Hildibrand: So begins “The Case of the Silent Correspondent”!

Delion: Uh...not to rain on your parade, but “my friend who was somewhere on your star stopped sending me messages” is not a lot to go on.
Delion: I've spent years investigating the existence of aliens, and recent experiences notwithstanding, they are ''not'' that easy to find.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Then you don't know Inspector Hildibrand! He'll solve this case as he's solved countless others: with unerring perception and panache!

Hildibrand: Ah...hahaha, well said, Nashu! I need but relinquish conscious thought to investigative instinct, and the clues will flow to me forthwith!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Lose yourself in the deductive current, Inspector!

Delion: <gasp> You're ''channeling'', aren't you!? Contacting a higher power to breach the veil of mystery? Another fascinating development.

Laconic Loporrit: Ah, there you are. I've been looking all over!
Laconic Loporrit: Thought you'd like to know that I spotted that chap you were asking about—you know, the well-muscled gentleman with tattered clothing and dazzling teeth?

Nashu Mhakaracca: You mean this gentleman? We found him, too!

Laconic Loporrit: Well, that can't be right!
Laconic Loporrit: I just saw him in the north of Mare Lamentorum, and he ran the other way when I called out. I don't understand how he could've arrived before me...

Nashu Mhakaracca: I have a feeling, Mister Bunny, sir, that what you saw was an impostor.
Nashu Mhakaracca: [Forename], would you mind asking Mister PuPu if he was growing any more inspectors on the moon?

PuPu: PuPu... I only created a single batch, but one did manage to escape the vaporization beam.
PuPu: That individual's behavior was...unpredictable. A flaw in the cloning process, I'm afraid.

Hildibrand: Well, this won't do at all. We cannot have a flawed inspector running around besmirching the Manderville name.
Hildibrand: Master PuPu, I must ask that we hunt down and liquidate my other self as soon as possible. Might we delay the search for your comrade until the deed is done?

PuPu: PuPu... The imperfect clone was of my making. It is only right that I redress my mistake first.

Hildibrand: So begins “The Case of the Impostor Inspector”!

Laconic Loporrit: Ooh, that does sound exciting. If you don't mind me coming along, I can show you the place where I saw the ''impostor inspector''.
-cutscene end

-quest accepted

===Speak with Hildibrand and have him accompany you===
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: Zzz... <snort>

Delion: I wonder what other nefarious abilities this so-called “amicable” alien is hiding.

PuPu: PuPu... My ship's matter duplication facility is prone to the occasional glitch. I should probably have that looked at...

Laconic Loporrit: It was right around here...

-optional end

Hildibrand: I espy with my little eye...no dashingly defective gentlemen.

Laconic Loporrit: He can't have made it that far on foot. Why don't we try searching the immediate area? Scan the horizon, that kind of thing?

Hildibrand: Then I suggest we split up so we can cover more ground. Nashu, [Forename], and I will investigate to the west.

Laconic Loporrit: Right. I'll take these other two and head east.

Delion: Splitting the party ''again''!? And you're leaving me with the ''aliens''!?

Laconic Loporrit: Oh, relax, bright eyes. We'll have a nice chat, and I can disabuse you of all those strange conspiratorial notions. Oh, and we can get to know our new friend here!

Hildibrand: Let us be on our way as well. With [Forename] in the van, if you please!

System: Hildibrand and Nashu are now accompanying you. Keep them at your side in order to proceed with quest objectives.
System: You can leave your quest companions behind by entering a different area, or by speaking with them and selecting the option to part ways.
System: If you wish to have your companions join you again, return and speak with them at the original location.

===Search for clues while Hildibrand and Nashu are accompanying you===

-optional start

Question: What will you do?

> Discuss the Cradle of Darkness
Hildibrand: Behold this sublime vista! 'Tis as if the moon herself breathes beneath our feet!
Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, look down there─they have their very own hot spring!
Hildibrand: My dear Nashu, what you are observing is no hot spring, but a natural reservoir of ceruleum! With such a rich resource to hand, it is no wonder they can afford these palatial residences!
Nashu Mhakaracca: I'm glad you're here to educate me, Inspector! I was about to take a quick soak!

> Talk.
Hildibrand: Being on the moon reminds me of that time I was blasted all the way to Dalamud. I do believe that was a personal best in terms of distance flung.
Nashu Mhakaracca: When you're up in the sky, our world's a pizza pie, oh so pretty～♪

> Part ways.
Hildibrand: Haha! No rest for the adventurous, is there? We shall await your return at our previous rendezvous point. I wouldn't wish for you to miss anything!
Nashu Mhakaracca: An errand? Please, go ahead! I'll be safe and sound with the inspector around!
> Nothing.
---
-optional end

''Interacting with the Hammer-struck Thinker''
System: A goldsmithing hammer is lodged in the thinker's carcass. It appears to have been dealt a single, swift killing blow.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Cor, the bugs grow big up here, don't they!

Hildibrand: This h-hammer... Surely it cannot be— Nay, it does not bear thinking about.
Hildibrand: Come along! Nothing to see here!

===Search for more clues while Hildibrand and Nashu are accompanying you===

-optional start

Question: What will you do?

> Discuss the starry sky.
Hildibrand: What a dazzling display of stars!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Not a single cloud in sight. In fact, I've never seen the night sky so clearly.

Hildibrand: Now that you mention it, it's been nighttime the entire time I've been here. How much longer until dawn breaks, do you think...?

> Talk.
Hildibrand: Being on the moon reminds me of that time I was blasted all the way to Dalamud. I do believe that was a personal best in terms of distance flung.
Nashu Mhakaracca: When you're up in the sky, our world's a pizza pie, oh so pretty～♪

> Part ways.
Hildibrand: Haha! No rest for the adventurous, is there? We shall await your return at our previous rendezvous point. I wouldn't wish for you to miss anything!
Nashu Mhakaracca: An errand? Please, go ahead! I'll be safe and sound with the inspector around!
> Nothing.
---
-optional end

''Interacting with the Hammer-struck Mousse''

System: Another goldsmithing hammer, another killing blow that bespeaks unparalleled strength...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Aw, it looks like he's yawning. The hammer stuck in his head spoils the effect, though.

Hildibrand: He cannot be here... Why would he be here...?

Nashu Mhakaracca: That's a goldsmithing tool, isn't it? It does look awfully familiar...

Hildibrand: And y-yet completely unrelated to our case! Moving on, people, moving on!

===Search for even more clues while Hildibrand and Nashu are accompanying you===

''Interacting with the Trail of Fancy Footprints''

System: A set of gentlemanly tracks leads to the northwest...

Hildibrand: Aha! In the sand, in the snow, or in a half-ilm of moondust, I'd recognize those fancy footprints anywhere! They're a perfect copy of mine.
Hildibrand: Our fugitive impostor must be just up ahead!

-cutscene start
Hildibrand: I sense a gentlemanly presence. He is close. Very close.

Delion: No clones in the northeastern quadrant...that we could see.

Nashu Mhakaracca: That's clever! Mister PuPu can scout for us from the air!

Hildibrand: Aha! I found...me!

x@Hildiclone: Why? Why did I flee?

Nashu Mhakaracca: He seems sad. Downcast. Very un-inspector-like.

Hildibrand: A flawed creation, to be sure. Such negative emotions would never mar the heart of a true Manderville man.

Godbert: Praise Thal for his patience. 'Twould seem my beloved Hildy has been awoken from his unnatural slumber...

''Godbert unsuccessfully tries to catch Hildiclone.''

x@Hildiclone: Abandoning my gentleman comrades to save myself... My pride in worse tatters than my maltreated wardrobe...

Godbert: My fatherly love, denied? Unthinkable! Unless...that is not my son.

''Hildibrand runs away. Godbert catches him, grabs him by his feet and whirls Hildibrand around himself in a circle.''

x@Hildiclone: Another of me survived!?
x@Hildiclone: I'll not turn tail and run this time, no sir! Hildibrand to the rescue!

''Hildiclone grabs onto Hildibrand and is now also being whirled around by Godbert.''

Godbert: Round and round, as fast as I can!♪ I can't slow down, I'm a Manderville man!♪

''Hildibrand and Hildiclone are hurled into the air. They bounce off asteriods and PuPu's UFO, each landing in one of the nostrils of a giant stone face on the lunar surface. The mouth of the statue opens up and a stage with five loporrits upon it rises up. The loporrits dance and descend once more.''

Delion: Now I ''know'' I'm dreaming. That can't possibly be real...

Laconic Loporrit: Ah, that was a little something we were preparing to welcome the people of Etheirys. I almost forgot it was still there.

''PuPu's damaged UFO flies overhead, dropping random objects. Godbert deflects the objects away from the group.''

Laconic Loporrit: The barrage appears to have stopped, but just look at all this junk!
Laconic Loporrit: Please be sure to pick up your litter before you leave. The moon belongs to everyone, you know.

''Godbert picks up a purple ore.''

Godbert: Oho...

''The group cleans up and Hildiclone is disintegrated.''

Godbert: Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville, how glad I am to see you up and about! Your mother will be beside herself with joy!

Hildibrand: I only stand before you now thanks to Nashu, who stood ever vigilant at my bedside, and to [Forename], who ferried my soul back from across the rift.

Godbert: My son is indeed blessed with comrades of quality. You have my heartfelt gratitude.
Godbert: To you, Master PuPu, I extend my apologies—in my excitement, I fear I have broken your starship. If there is aught I can do to help effect repairs, you have only to ask.

PuPu: PuPu... My vessel experienced a temporary malfunction, but there was no major structural damage.

Godbert: It brings me relief and joy to hear it.
Godbert: Ahem. Might I have a word, [Forename]? I had actually come to the moon in search of a certain rare ore, and by Thal's good graces, my quest has been successful.
Godbert: The ore, however, is but the first step of a longer saga. Meet me back in Radz–at–Han, and I will explain the role I wish you to play.

Hildibrand: Yes, I think it best we make the journey starwards. We'll not find Master PuPu's friend from up here unless someone packed an extremely efficacious spyglass! Anybody...? No? Then home it is!

Delion: For years, I've chased after the supernatural and the inexplicable, but to encounter so much of it in such a short span of time... My mind still reels from the implications.
Delion: Yet I must keep my gaze focused beyond the veil. A chance like this comes only once in a lifetime!

-cutscene end
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: See! I told you I recognized those hammers! A good inspector never forgets a tool!

Delion: Now begins the hard work of compiling my notes into a structured account of events. There is so much to say, I may need to stretch this over several articles...

PuPu: PuPu... You needn't worry about the clones returning to plague you. The vaporization ray disassembles matter on a molecular level.

Excitable Youth: Oh, uh, yes...I'm still here. That alien tried to take me away from my Miss Nashu, but as you can see, true love has prevailed!
Excitable Youth: I'll be around, as always, lurking—ahem, keeping an adoring eye on the most beautiful girl in the world. From a respectful distance, of course.
-optional end

Hildibrand: Ah, how lovely to be back on the star of my birth! Father did not tarry to chat, but said something about returning here with a trusted employee...

-cutscene start
Hildibrand: Well, we've no time for further familial pleasantries! Nashu and I must devote all our mental energies to “The Case of the Silent Correspondent”!
Hildibrand: My keen inspector's sense impels me to begin our search in ''that direction''. Make haste, my companions, for justice waits for no man! Not even one who is little and blue!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Inspector, wait! Can't justice make an exception for me!?

Delion: His channeling appears to be remarkably effective. Fascinating. Yes, most fascinating indeed...
Delion: [Forename], forgive me: I seem to have been laboring under a misconception.
Delion: After spending some time with the xeno-bunnies, it has become clear to me that they have not the slightest intention of invading our star. They are no threat to us...
Delion: ...But ''he'' is! You know of whom I speak! That devious Master PuPu and his diabolical devices devised solely for world domination!
Delion: I shall have to investigate him further to learn the intricacies of his plans, but I may require your aid—not to mention your interpretation.
Delion: I'll even pay you a retainer fee. So please, when the time comes, join me on my quest for the ''Truth''.

Godbert: Ah, [Forename], my apologies for the wait. Shall we proceed to business, then?
Godbert: The task at hand concerns nothing less than a family legacy...
Godbert: The recreation of the historically significant and astronomically magnificent Manderville weapons!
Godbert: They were the designs of a distant ancestor, you see. While the originals have long since vanished, the manual containing the secrets of their construction survived—a precious heirloom passed down through generations of Mandervilles.

Question: What will you say?

> Why the sudden passion for weaponsmithing?
> Aren't your hammers built for hammering gold?
---

Godbert: 'Tis true that, as a goldsmith, I've had little occasion for crafting implements of war. “Why this project, and why now?” you may very well ask. Then I shall very well tell you.
Godbert: The tale begins not so long ago. I was here, in Radz–at–Han, to discuss a deal with an up-and-coming merchant.
Godbert: The matter in question was an acquisition proposal. Alas, the talks soured, so I made preparations to depart. It was then that the sky burst into flame.
Godbert: You know all too well what horrors followed. I did my best to defend the citizenry from the beasts which spawned, yet I could not save them all. Saved far too few, in fact.
Godbert: The memory of it haunted me, day and night, and I found myself unable to work. But then I heard the news of how you and your companions had ventured forth to banish this evil at its source.
Godbert: You forged on in the face of deepest despair...and it gave me the courage to do the same!
Godbert: I took a good, hard look in the looking glass and asked, “What can Godbert Manderville do to safeguard the people of this star?” Thus did I realize that I had both the knowledge and the skill to forge the greatest of weapons, that I might empower others to protect themselves and their fellow man.
Godbert: So I began going down the list, acquiring the necessary materials with single-minded purpose. One of these was a goodly chunk of purest manderium ore—a metal found exclusively in meteorites, and that only rarely.
Godbert: I searched high and low, scouring impact sites and consorting with kobolds, all to no avail. Then, when none was to be found on Hydaelyn, I set my sights on the moon, where I at last obtained a sizable sample.
Godbert: Now I say, “at last,” but the list of materials goes on. If I'm to collect the rest in a timely fashion, I must employ the help of a comrade of quality!
Godbert: When you can spare a moment from adventuring—or aiding my dear son in his inspecting—pray drop a word in the ear of my manservant here.
Godbert: I shall clear my schedule of trivial interruptions, and we can proceed with the recreation of a Manderville weapon forthwith!

-cutscene end

-quest complete

-cutscene start
System: Meanwhile, elsewhere in Radz–at–Han...

''A dark figure runs through Radz-at-Han in search of Lugae's head.''

x@Radiant Sentry: Sound the alarum! A prisoner is escaping!

-cutscene end

-cutscene start
System: On solid ground, or far out of this world♪
System: Beyond the truth lies the weird and absurd♪
System: A beloved son♪ He's second to none♪ Our agent of enquiry—Hildibrand Manderville♪
System: Definitely not an alien clone♪
System: SEE YOU INSPECTOR!
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=FPRY5aHG7wA}}

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Lunar Conspiracy

2026-05-30T19:37:01Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ edited and adjusted to new template

{{Quest infobox
| name = Lunar Conspiracy
| image = lunar conspiracy.png
| description = [[Nashu Mhakaracca]] awaits your approach, like a butterfly poised to set off a hurricane.
| quest-giver = Nashu Mhakaracca
| related-npcs = Argos (NPC); Delion; Hildibrand; Laconic Loporrit; Languid Loporrit; Lente's Arrow; Loporrit Promoter; PuPu; The Watcher; Weavingway
| location = Radz-at-Han
| location-x = 11.8
| location-y = 11.2
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 210
| level = 90
| req-quest =
| exp =
| gil = 2802
| prev-quest = A Soulful Reunion
| next-quest = The Imperfect Gentleman
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.25
| id-gt = 70177
| id-edb = 67fe1b13105
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Nashu]] at [[Camp Broken Glass]].
*Speak with Nashu.
*Speak with Nashu at [[Sinus Lacrimarum]].
*Speak with Nashu and have her accompany you.
*Gather information while Nashu and [[Delion]] are accompanying you.
*Gather more information while Nashu and Delion are accompanying you.
*Gather even more information while Nashu and Delion are accompanying you.
*Search for the alien craft from the vantage point.
*Speak with [[Hildibrand]].

==Journal==
* Nashu Mhakaracca awaits your approach, like a butterfly poised to set off a hurricane.

* In full knowledge of the fact that hijinks of subjective hilarity will ensure, you engage Nashu in conversation, who proceeds to regale you with her theory that Inspector Hildibrand has, in fact, been spirited away to the moon─a lead she attributes to the quote-unquote journalism of ''The Thavnairian Truth''. Hoping to follow in the footsteps of Dorian, the editor in chief, as he chases his story into the heavens above, the irrepressible Nashu insists that you accompany her to Garlemald and its not-so-secret lunar portal.

* After arriving in Camp Broken Glass, a shivering Nashu asks for the location of the portal in question. She trudges off in the direction of the Tower of Babil, and once again, in contravention of common sense, you feel compelled to follow.

* In the Enceladeum you come upon an exasperated Delion attempting to convince the gatekeeper to allow him passage. Although you make no particular attempt to vouch for his character, the guard decides that Delion is sufficiently enmeshed in your efforts to find the abducted Hildibrand that special dispensation is warranted. Lucky you. Your party, now a mismatched trio, is free to proceed through the Nethergate...

* While Nashu admires the shiny white and decidedly inedible surface of the moon, Delion spies what he declares a “forward base.” You follow the alien-obsessed editor into the building, only to find him not-quite-speechless at the sight of the watcher and a visiting Loporrit. Although rightfully concerned by Delion's conspiracy-laden outbursts, the Loporrit nevertheless agrees to escort you to Bestways Burrow, where you can continue to gather information on the inspector's possible whereabouts.

* Delion is, for a few blessed moments, stricken dumb by the sight of the burrow's expansive facilities. Alas, he recovers in time to join you and Nashu in questioning the local Loporrits.
** ※You must be accompanied by Nashu and Delion to complete this task. Speak with either of them again should you become separated.

* You interrogate a languid Loporrit, but learn nothing of value. Perhaps another of his brethren has more information to share.
** ※You must be accompanied by Nashu and Delion to complete this task. Speak with either of them again should you become separated.

* The Loporrit promoter has seen many an unusual visitor...but none of them appear to have been the inspector. Third bunny's the charm?
** ※You must be accompanied by Nashu and Delion to complete this task. Speak with either of them again should you become separated.

* Weavingway has no recollection of a gentleman in ragged clothes, but did spot an unidentified object flying in the south of Mare Lamentorum. As the incessant theorizing of Delion fades into background noise, you head outside to follow this most promising lead.

* You catch sight of your shiny quarry and race off in pursuit, only stopping when you find a familiar pair of legs sticking up out of the ground. Then you spot another pair. And another. As if someone had sowed a field of inverted gentlemen. The Hildibrands free themselves, and, following a brief festival of masculinity, the alien vessel returns to reap the Mandervillian harvest─with extreme prejudice. Thankfully, the original Hildibrand is returned to you unharmed shortly thereafter by the craft's pilot─a short, blue, bipedal creature introduced to you as “Master PuPu.” Through the inspector's explanation and the impeccable timing of the Echo, you piece together the extraterrestrial's story, learning that PuPu has come from a distant star in search of his own missing comrade. In words that lean dangerously close to becoming a catchphrase, the impassioned Inspector Hildibrand vows to solve this latest case.

* Your ability to communicate with PuPu has earned you the admiration of Hildibrand...and the unnerving attentions of Delion. If naught else, the new case in which you find yourself embroiled promises to be equal parts eventful and ludicrous indeed.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
Nashu Mhakaracca: [Forename], I have a new lead! And, just as I promised, you're the first to know!
Nashu Mhakaracca: Before we get into the details, though, I should give you back your soul container.
Nashu Mhakaracca: I gave it a good scrub first, of course. Being the gentleman that he is, I'm sure the inspector wouldn't want to leave any lingering spiritual odors.
Nashu Mhakaracca: There. Now you can listen to my findings without having distracting thoughts like, “When is Nashu going to give me back my soul container?”
Nashu Mhakaracca: Now, as for the lead I mentioned—I was thumbing through a periodical and found an article on “alien abduction”!
Nashu Mhakaracca: The way it was described was almost exactly what happened to the inspector...it even had a little diagram of a man swimming in midair. Anyway, the author seemed convinced that the victim had been taken to the moon!

Question: What will you say?

> This crackpot theory sounds awfully familiar...
> Why does this sound like the kind of rubbish ''The Thavnairian Truth'' publishes...?
---

Nashu Mhakaracca: That's because it is! You remember Dorian, the editor in briefs? He was the one who wrote it!
Nashu Mhakaracca: And he plans on doing research for the next edition on the moon itself. Apparently there's a portal or something in Garlemald that will take you straight there?
Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, but a world-hopping adventurer like you must've been to the moon already! Know it like the back of your hand, I bet?
Nashu Mhakaracca: I thought so! It'll be nice to have an expert guide up there to help me search for clues. What say you?

Question: What will you say?

> To the moon, Nashu! (this does not have a unique response)
> We shouldn't be so quick to trust the nonsensical ramblings of a man who sees aliens in every shadow.
Nashu Mhakaracca: But an alien ''did'' steal away the inspector, just like Dorian said! I, for one, have faith in his journalistic intensity.
Nashu Mhakaracca: And even if it wasn't an alien, that funny little ship did look like it was heading moonwards. Wouldn't you agree?
---
Nashu Mhakaracca: Right! I'll start packing my bags!
Nashu Mhakaracca: I don't know what the weather is like on the moon, but I remember Garlemald being a bit chilly the last time I was there...

-quest accepted

===Speak with Nashu at Camp Broken Glass===

Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, it's m-much, much colder than I r-remembered. I sure hope this lunar gate is close...
Nashu Mhakaracca: The “Tower of Babble”? You mean that big, spiky spire?
Nashu Mhakaracca: Well, we definitely shouldn't get lost on the way there! Let's get moving!

===Speak with Nashu===
Nashu Mhakaracca: So, uh, this thing'll send us up to the moon, just like that? Courage, Nashu...

-cutscene start
Delion@???: The world is in grave danger and the people deserve to know! I have to reach the moon so I can expose the truth!

Lente's Arrow: As I have explained to you twice already, I can only allow passage to authorized travelers. Which you are not.

Delion: Ah! You're with ''them'', aren't you!? The aliens have infiltrated every layer of our society...

Lente's Arrow: What in blazes are you talking about? I'm Dalmascan, born and raised...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, look! It's Dorian! The editor in briefs!

Delion: That's “Delion, editor in chief,” thank you very much. And you were friends of the abducted, I believe...?

Lente's Arrow: [Forename], greetings. Are you acquainted with this man, by any chance?

Question: What will you say?

> He exposited in my direction. Once.
Lente's Arrow: And that was enough, I'd wager. He has “trouble” written all over him...
> No, nor am I affiliated with him in any way, shape, or form.
Lente's Arrow: I wouldn't think so. He doesn't seem the kind of company a hero like you would keep...
---
Nashu Mhakaracca: But, [Forename], aren't you forgetting that whole conversation we had with Dorian back in Radz–at–Han?

Delion: [Forename]? As in [Forename] [Surname]—Slayer of Gods, Savior of Ishgard, Liberator of the Provinces, Stealer of Pants!? How did I fail to recognize such an unbelievably famous individual!
Delion: As a champion of the people, you have a duty to lead us through this fact-strangling checkpoint! We cannot let your comrade's abduction go unsolved! He needs you! And the world needs my next article!

Lente's Arrow: ...And you believe he was taken to the moon?
Lente's Arrow: Well, that certainly sounds like an emergency to me! Your “acquaintance” here seems sincere in his desire to help, so I will grant him special dispensation to accompany you just this once. You may proceed to the Nethergate.

Delion: Mysterious forces have thrust us together, and though I trust the fates about as much as I trust that obviously compromised gate guard, I will leave no moonstone unturned. The truth is up there!
-cutscene end

-optional start
Delion: Is...is this it? Are we here?
-optional end

===Speak with Nashu at Sinus Lacrimarum===
Nashu Mhakaracca: Oooh, the moon is just as white and shiny up close. <sniff> <sniff> But not made of cheese. And no sign of Inspector Hildibrand either...

Delion: So...we've already arrived!? The Empire's technology is more advanced than I feared...
Delion: <gasp> Over there! The aliens have built some kind of forward base on the lunar surface! We must sneak in and blow the lid on their invasion plans...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Looks like Dorian has a lead. Come on, we should follow him.

-cutscene start
Delion: Aliens! Honest-to-gods aliens! I never expected them to be so tall...or so small and bunny-like...

The Watcher (NPC)@The Watcher: Welcome. If I had known I was receiving so many visitors, I would have sent for more tea...

Delion: That voice...speaking inside my head... I don't know the words, but their meaning is clear... Are...are they wielding psychic powers to try and brainwash me!?

Laconic Loporrit: You all right there, friend? Need help with anything in particular?

Delion: And this one speaks our tongue fluently! Learned it from your Sharlayan collaborators, I'll wager. Don't think you'll fool me, what with your adorable bunny nose and silken ears! I'll print the truth before you arrive to beguile my fellow men!

Laconic Loporrit: You're one of Urianger's friends, aren't you? I'm not sure who or what put such odd ideas into your companion's head, but would you mind setting him straight for me...?

Question: What will you say?

> The Loporrits are not alien invaders...although their adorableness does belie their capacity for shenanigans.
> The Loporrits are allies of all mankind—misguided attempts to make us live off carrots alone notwithstanding.
---

Delion: <gasp> They got to you, didn't they!?
Delion: I suppose I shouldn't be surprised—I've heard the rumors about the “disbanded” Scions of the Seventh Dawn. The formerly secret society has in truth become all the more secret, that it may pull our leaders' strings from the shadows...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Hold it right there, mister! I won't stand here and listen to you slander [Forename] or this lovely bunny any longer. You better not libel them neither!
Nashu Mhakaracca: We actually came in search of Inspector Hildibrand, a dashing gentleman who we think was brought here by a shiny flying saucer. You wouldn't happen to have seen either of them around here, would you?

The Watcher (NPC)@The Watcher: I am afraid I have seen neither. Long was it my duty to keep watch, but as the need for constant vigilance has since ended, I have grown accustomed to idleness. It's rather refreshing, really. Anyway, perhaps the Loporrits may have observed this man or his abductor...?

Laconic Loporrit: Hmm, I feel I would've remembered if I had. The others might have seen something, though.
Laconic Loporrit: Why don't I take you over to Bestways Burrow, and you can ask them about it yourself?

Nashu Mhakaracca: That sounds like a wonderful idea! Please, lead the way!

Laconic Loporrit: If nothing else, getting an eyeful of the facilities we built for the benefit of mankind should help reassure your suspicious friend there.
-cutscene end

===Speak with Nashu and haver her accompany you===
-optional start
Delion: Good gods...

Laconic Loporrit: I knew it. Seeing the burrow in all its magnificence has left your friend speechless.
-optional end

Nashu Mhakaracca: So. Many. Bunnies!

Delion: If they can build a forward base on this scale, then what hope does mankind have against them...?

Laconic Loporrit: Oh, for the love of carrots, this is not a military operation! Do you see any cannons or assault craft? We haven't any weaponry at all.
Laconic Loporrit: Take your time, and chat with whomever you like. As for me, I've got perfectly innocuous and not-at-all nefarious things to do. Bye now!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Right, then! Let's get on with the investigation!

System: Nashu and Delion are now accompanying you. Keep them at your side in order to proceed with quest objectives.
System: You can leave your quest companions behind by entering a different area, or by speaking with them and selecting the option to part ways.
System: If you wish to have your companions join you again, return and speak with them at the original location.

-optional start
Question: What will you do?
>Discuss the aetheryte.
Nashu Mhakaracca: Look! They even have an aetheryte here!
>Talk.
Nashu Mhakaracca: Oooh, I just want to nibble on their fuzzy widdle ears.
> Part ways.
Nashu Mhakaracca: You have a case more important than this one? All right, we'll suspend the investigation until you get back!
> Nothing.
---

Question: What will you do?
>Discuss the aetheryte.
Delion: An aetheryte? A convenient tool for meeting with their Sharlayan co-conspirators, no doubt.
Delion: Oh, they'll tell you aetherytes were an Allagan invention, but it was really just one of many alien technological secrets received in exchange for their undying loyalty.
Delion: Linkpearls, too. Be careful what you say on those “private” calls—the Sharlayans are always listening.
>Talk.
Delion: I'm taking notes on everything in this base: floor plans, personnel, abstract tree structures. My next issue will expose their entire operation!
> Part ways.
Delion: I understand: being confronted with evidence of the uncanny can be unsettling to say the least. Take the time to adjust your thinking, then rejoin us where we came in.
> Nothing.
---

-optional end

Languid Loporrit: Oh, I often stretch my legs out there under the stars, but can't say I've noticed anything out of the ordinary. Sorry.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Not to worry, we'll try our luck elsewhere. Thank you!

Delion: Furry-faced liars, the lot of them. They're probably hiding an entire fleet of alien attack craft...

-optional start
Languid Loporrit: Did that man call me a furry-faced liar? I must have heard him wrong...
Question: What will you do?
> Discuss the machinery beneath the floor.
Nashu Mhakaracca: Cor, that's a big fan. It must get hot in here.
>Talk.
Nashu Mhakaracca: Oooh, I just want to nibble on their fuzzy widdle ears.
> Part ways.
Nashu Mhakaracca: You have a case more important than this one? All right, we'll suspend the investigation until you get back!
> Nothing.
---

Question: What will you do?
> Discuss the machinery beneath the floor.
Delion: A propulsion engine...? Of course! This is no mere moon!
Delion: You know the satellite upon which we stand was never a “natural” celestial body, right? It was a grand fabrication of the ancients.
Delion: They were in contact with aliens even back then, but the purpose of their ambitious construction has eluded us...until now. It's obvious that the moon is a colossal starfaring vessel!
>Talk.
Delion: I'm taking notes on everything in this base: floor plans, personnel, abstract tree structures. My next issue will expose their entire operation!
> Part ways.
Delion: I understand: being confronted with evidence of the uncanny can be unsettling to say the least. Take the time to adjust your thinking, then rejoin us where we came in.
> Nothing.
---

-optional end

Loporrit Promoter: Oh, ever since we built the Excitatron 6000, we get all kinds of people around here! Could you describe your missing friend in a bit more detail?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Well, he's very gentlemanly and dapper...if you look past the almost-certainly tattered state of his clothing.

Loporrit Promoter: Hmmm...though their fashion sense can be a bit eclectic, our visiting adventurers are always dressed impeccably. Not to be rude, but I've a feeling your friend would have stood out in that crowd...

Delion: He's probably strapped to a table somewhere, even as we speak. Enduring unspeakable experiments... <shudder>
Delion: From what I've pieced together so far, the giant alien is the master. And all these smaller “xeno-bunnies” are artificial life-forms, created to serve as minions in his armies.
Delion: Their harmless appearance is part of the strategy. As soon as you let your guard down...''snap''! They take you down like a pack of tiny herbivorous wolves.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Dorian has some interesting theories, doesn't he? Being nibbled to death by a mob of cuddly bunnies doesn't sound like a bad way to go...

-optional start
Loporrit Promoter: Once you find your friend, you should all come back and give the Excitatron a whirl! I guarantee you'll love it 6000!
-optional end

-cutscene start
Weavingway: ...No gentleman in ragged clothes, I'm afraid, but I ''did'' spot an object in flight that I couldn't immediately identify.
Weavingway: It was while I was out gathering materials, in the south of Mare Lamentorum. I presumed it was just some Allagan relic or new species of floating jellyfish, and didn't think too much of it.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Cor, now that sounds promising! Thank you for your time!

Delion: What's this, then? A pod for growing new xeno-bunnies? They must plan to produce them in the millions, and overwhelm us with sheer fuzzy numbers...
Delion: Ah! How could I have been so blind! Those aren't ears...they're psychic wave generators! They lure people close with their precious little faces, and then ''bam''! Brainwashed!
Delion: I've figured it all out, alien scum! And once the world reads my special edition, your dreams of domination will be done for! Hah!

Weavingway: What a strange and oddly aggravating man. Is he a friend of yours, too?

Nashu Mhakaracca: He thinks he's a friend to the people, but I don't think any people are his friends.
Nashu Mhakaracca: Right! Let's get out there and find that flying object! ...Do you know which direction is “south”?

Delion: Wait, I'm coming with you! Don't leave me alone with the brainwashing xeno-bunnies!
-cutscene end

-optional start
Weavingway: I'm not sure how to describe what I saw, but you'll know it when you see it.
-optional end

===Search for the alien craft from the vantage point===
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: So many stars...like a million twinkling teeth in a great big gentlemanly smile. <sigh> We have to find him, [Forename].

Delion: How could you leave me behind!? Surely you know the first rule of alien hunting is “never split the party”?
-optional end

System: Search for the flying object. You may move the camera, as well as zoom in and out. Target a likely suspect and inspect it with {{cutscene interact controls}}.

-cutscene start
Nashu Mhakaracca: Ah! There it is!
Nashu Mhakaracca: ...And there it goes! Come on—we can't let it get away!

Nashu Mhakaracca: We did it, [Forename]—we found the inspector! Case closed!

Delion: Horrendous... Only aliens could subject a man to such a callous—and physically implausible—fate.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Um. Are my eyes playing tricks on me, or do you see a whole field of planted Hildibrands?

Hildibrand@Hildibrand?: Well, well, what a delightful surprise to see you here. Wherever “here” happens to be...

Hildibrand@Hildibrand...?: My, what an impressive specimen of a gentleman you are, good sir.

Hildibrand@Hildibrand?: The same could be said of you, my good man!

Hildibrand@Hildibrand!?: Is this an extemporaneous gentleman's club? If I may be so bold as to join you?

Delion: What in the name of the occult is happening here? Where did they all come from?

Question: What will you say?

> They're phantom Hildibrands created by the refraction of starlight through swamp gas.
> Could be they're Hildibrand clones grown in an alien laboratory's flesh vats.
---

Nashu Mhakaracca: Impostors, you mean? Don't worry—I know just how to find the ''real'' inspector!

''Nashu pulls out a bomb.''

Hildibrand@Hildibrands: Cease and desist, Nashu! Use your powers of deduction, not destruction!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Hmmm. They're all so authentic—and synchronized. I honestly can't tell the difference...

''Nashu puts the bomb aways.''

Hildibrand@Hildibrand?: Well, look no further. For I am the one and only Hildibrand, agent of enquiry and inspector extraordinaire!

Hildibrand@Hildibrand...?: The one and only? I believe that would be me, good sir.

Hildibrand@Hildibrand!?: How odd. I think you will find that ''I'' am the original Hildibrand.

Hildibrand@Hildibrand???: Oh, I am more than certain that ''I'' am Hildibrand!

Hildibrand@Hildibrand...!?: As am I!

Hildibrand@Hildibrand?: Could it be that we are ''all'' Hildibrand!?
Hildibrand@Hildibrand?: How positively marvelous! I propose we celebrate this auspicious moment as only a mob of Manderville men can!

''The Hildibrands perform the Manderville Mambo.''

Delion: What manner of waking nightmare is this?

''A new UFO deposits an alien and another Hildibrand.''

Hildibrand: Apologies for the confusion, my friends. I assure you that this time you stand in the presence of the inimitable Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville!
Hildibrand: And this diminutive blue chap here is my new associate, Master PuPu.

Delion: Another alien species!
Delion: <gasp> Of course! You're building a clone army to invade our star, and what we stumbled upon was a field test!

Hildibrand: I do not believe we've had the pleasure, my excitable fellow, but I promise you that the amicable Master PuPu has no desire to wage any clone wars.

Delion: Then...what's this all about? Are you telling me you ''weren't'' abducted?

Hildibrand: A simple misunderstanding...

-cutscene start
Hildibrand: Ohohoho, what a charming little rascal you are. An offshoot of the mandragora family, perchance?

PuPu@Little Blue Man: PuPu. PuPuPuPu... PuPuPuPuPuPu...

Hildibrand: Pu...Pu? Ah, I see! Pleased to make your acquaintance, Master PuPu!
Hildibrand: Ahem, might I inquire as to our current whereabouts? I had but recently reunited with Nashu and [Forename], and would greatly appreciate it if you could convey me back to my prior location...

''Hildibrand is once more pulled into the UFO.''
Hildibrand: Splendid! Full speed ahead, my dear fellow!
Hildibrand: Steady on, now! This is not...what I had...in mind!

''The UFO deposits several copies of Hildibrand onto the moon.''

Hildibrand: My word! You've generated a veritable battalion of identical gentlemen!
Hildibrand: Surely the world could never safely contain so much pure Mandervillian magnificence! Could you perchance reverse the process?

''The UFO drops a bomb on the Hildibrand clones.''

Hildibrand: Oh gods, no, not like that...

''The UFO flies off.''
Hildibrand: Mummyyyyyy!
-cutscene end

Hildibrand: ...Thus, I have concluded that Master PuPu has no grasp of the common tongue, and his true intentions—while surely peaceable—remain woefully unclear.
Hildibrand: It was only through frenzied gestures that I managed to direct him back here and have him clean up our Manderville multiplicity incident.

PuPu: PuPu... I hail...PuPuPuPu...from a star...PuPu...a great distance from here.
PuPu: PuPu...I came in search of a friend, whose communications halted mid-exploration.

Hildibrand: All this way to aid a comrade in distress, you say!?
Hildibrand: The devotion. The determination. Your touching story has sunk its hooks into my heart!
Hildibrand: Fear not, my blue-hued friend! For I, Hildibrand, agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire, have attached myself to this case like a stubborn barnacle on a kraken's behind!
Hildibrand: I swear to you, here and now: I shall scour all of creation, from the deepest pit of the seven hells to the very pinnacle of the heavens, for the missing comrade that you so desperately seek!
-cutscene end

-optional start
PuPu: I am glad you are here to help ward off any more...PuPu...misunderstandings.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Mister PuPu's eyes make me feel dizzy. Like swirls that go around and around and around and around...

Delion: An entirely new species of alien... The next issue of the ''Truth'' will need to be a special double edition.

-optional end

===Speak with Hildibrand===
Hildibrand: Tell me, [Forename], how is it that you're able to understand Master PuPu's language?
Hildibrand: The power of “echoes”? Ah, you mean persistent repetition? It sounds similar to the Manderville art of parley.

Delion: You're saying you have an extrasensory ability that allows communication with aliens? How fascinating. Yes, most fascinating indeed...

Hildibrand: Pending mysteries aside, I am glad indeed to once more be in the company of my faithful assistant and stalwart contemporary both!

-quest complete
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
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A Soulful Reunion

2026-05-30T18:25:50Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ dialogue edited

{{Quest infobox
| image = A Soulful Reunion.png
| description = [[Hildibrand]] is back and full of spectral beans.
| quest-giver = Hildibrand
| related-npcs = Beq Lugg; Davaaz; Delion; Dharitri; Dubious Individual; Lugae; Mehbaht; Moren; Nashu Mhakaracca; Parigha; Theyler; Traveling Merchant; Vonard
| location = Lakeland
| location-x = 25.8
| location-y = 26.0
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 110
| level = 90
| req-quest =
| exp =
| gil = 2036
| prev-quest = The Sleeping Gentleman
| next-quest = Lunar Conspiracy
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.15
| id-gt = 70079
| id-edb = 76f45a57f34
| req-items = 1 Gentlemanly Spirit Vessel
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Theyler]] in [[the Crystarium]].
*Deliver the gentlemanly spirit vessel to [[Nashu]] in [[Radz-at-Han]].
*Gather information in [[Kama]]. (Davaaz & Mehbaht)
*Speak with Nashu.
*Speak with Nashu and have her accompany you.
*Gather information while Nashu is accompanying you.
*Speak with the traveling merchant while Nashu is accompanying you.
*Speak with Nashu at [[Saltwind's Welcome]].
*Speak with Nashu.
*Speak with Nashu in Radz-at-Han.

==Journal==
* Hildibrand is back and full of spectral beans.

* Inspector's Log:
:I am myself again! Or am I? While I have come to realize the Forgiven Gentleman was no more than a figment of my imagination, the fact remains that my burly body and saintly soul have been separated from one another. I am trapped in this world of dazzling purple known as the First, unable to reunite with my physical form. But I have not yet begun to investigate─a solution will surely present itself in due course. You may rest assured, my good friends and beloved family, that Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville will not rest until he has been made whole! 
:　　　　　　　　　　　　*　*　* 
:Looking none the worse for wear despite taking an exploding projectile to the face, a moderately lucid Hildibrand declares his desire to return home to the Source. Though he appears to only tenuously grasp the process you explain this would entail, he is eager to forge ahead, heedless of any potential risks. Said process will require the assistance of Beq Lugg, who Theyler and Vonard assure you will be most happy to help. Course of action decided, you and your companions begin the trek back to the Crystarium and the Cabinet of Curiosity.

* Hildibrand wastes no time in incurring the esteemed Nu Mou's ire by mistaking them for Moren's pet canine. In spite of this faux pas, Beq Lugg grudgingly agrees to help. Hildibrand's soul proves to be sufficiently resolute, and in short order you find yourself in possession of a spirit vessel bearing his memories and vital essence. After offering thanks and farewells, you prepare for a return journey to the Source.

* Arriving back at Radz-at-Han, you are greeted by a panicking Nashu and a most distressing state of affairs: the sleeping Hildibrand has been kidnapped! With no clues or evidence as to the perpetrator, you and Nashu head out to the streets of Kama to conduct an investigation and locate the inspector before he comes to harm.

* Questioning witnesses in Kama, you learn that while none saw anyone carrying the inspector's body, an individual carrying a massive sack was observed not a short while ago. With any luck, this knowledge will help you and Nashu narrow your search and find out whence─and by whom─Hildibrand has been spirited away.

* In your absence, Nashu has made the acquaintance of one Delion, the editor of an occult periodical, who proffers the far-fetched theory that Inspector Hildibrand has been abducted by aliens. Doing your best to swiftly disabuse her of this notion, you prepare to take to the streets once more in search of the mysterious man with the oversized sack.

* With Nashu at your side, you walk the streets of Kama in hopes of finding anyone who may have seen the sack-bearing suspect.
**※You must be accompanied by Nashu to complete this task. Speak with her again should you become separated.

* You learn the suspicious personage you seek was seen chatting with a merchant in the vicinity of the fountain on Alzadaal's Path. Perhaps a conversation with this man will enlighten you as to the identity of the kidnapper and Hildibrand's current whereabouts.

* In good spirits due to his recent and unexpected windfall, the merchant is happy to inform you that he met with the individual you seek, and in fact sold the man his chocobo after having received a most generous offer. While the merchant knows naught of the mysterious sack's contents, he informs you that it and its bearer are bound for the beaches of Saltwind's Welcome. You and Nashu must make haste, before the inspector comes to harm!

* From the shadows at Saltwind's Welcome, you watch as your quarry removes a comatose Hildibrand from his sack and offers the body to Jubraca─a revelation that is not surprising in the least given the merchant's previous chicanery. Moments later, he is joined by Doctor Lugae, an amalgamation of flesh and metal that you vaguely recall besting in the Tower of Babil. The doctor, who specializes in the creation of artificial lifeforms, seeks the perfect physical specimen for use in his experiments─Hildibrand, apparently.

:You and Nashu rush to your comrade's defense, prompting Lugae to attempt to flee with his prize, but a skillful toss of the spirit vessel serves to awaken the inspector. After an impressive display of agility, Hildibrand somehow finds himself atop Lugae's head, and subsequently triggers one of the doctor's shoulder-mounted missiles to launch. Straddling the projectile, the inspector is propelled beyond the heavens and briefly into the void beyond, before he begins his rapid descent. In a fit of desperation, Hildibrand mashes buttons on the missile itself, redirecting its course at the last instant into the fleeing Lugae's face.

:When the ashes have settled, Lugae's head and Jubraca are taken into custody by the local authorities, while the miraculously not-dead Hildibrand dusts himself off and poses proudly atop the sands. His moment of triumph is short-lived, however, as a curious flying vessel not unlike the ones described by Delion descends from the heavens and entraps him with a beam of light before flying off to gods-know-where...

* As she gazes at the sky, a dejected Nashu laments the inspector's disappearance after an all-too-brief reunion. With the excitement at an end for the time being, you follow her back to Radz-at-Han to offer what emotional support you may.

* Nashu has never been one to remain in poor spirits for long, and so she vows to search high and low for information that will lead her to the abducted Hildibrand. Thanking you for your assistance, she bids you lend your aid once more when─not if─she finds herself with a credible lead.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accepting the quest===
-optional start
Theyler: I can't help but feel that this is ''not'' what the Echo was intended for...

Vonard: Explosions, dwarven deckings—is there nothing this man can't withstand?
-optional end

Hildibrand: While I've enjoyed what time I've spent in this far-flung First that I can remember, we should be getting back to our ''own'' world soon. Would you happen to know how we might go about doing that?
Hildibrand: Restore my soul...with a “spirit vessel”?
Hildibrand: Say no more! Your cursory description was more than enough for me to grasp the concept completely. It is not unlike brewing the perfect cup of coffee. Which means our task is clear: we require the services of a skilled soul sommelier!

Question: What will you say?

> We require the services of Beq Lugg.
> I know a soul sommelier named Beq Lugg.
---

Hildibrand: Splendid! I see that even in this world, you rub shoulders with the cream. Let us pay this Beq Lugg a visit.

Theyler: I'm not sure what you're plotting to do with souls, but if you require Beq Lugg's assistance, we can help.

Vonard: Aye, they've aided us time and again, and I reckon they'd do the same for your friend here. Come with us to the Cabinet of Curiosity.

-quest accepted

===Speak with Theyler in the Crystarium===

-optional start

Hildibrand: Though I am eager to return home, I will miss this strange world. Perhaps we can visit it again someday? Surely there are cases here that require my preeminent powers of deduction!

Vonard: Seeing as he's a friend of the Warrior of Darkness {{alternatives|herself|himself}} I should've known, but this Hildibrand is no ordinary man...

-optional end

Theyler: If you're ready, I'll call for Beq Lugg.

Hildibrand: Ah, the genius soul sommelier! You come highly recommended by [Forename]. And what an adorable little puppy you have!

Moren: Soul what? ''Puppy''? I beg your pardon, but there seems to be some confus—

Beq Lugg: Puppy!? Who is this imbecile, [Forename]!?
Beq Lugg: I've half a mind to make him dig a hole so I can throw him in it! Hmph! But...I presume he is a friend of yours, and one in need no less?
Beq Lugg: What!? ''Another'' of your friends that needs to be sent back to the Source?
Beq Lugg: Have you forgotten how complex and difficult it was to do it the last time? Yet you waltz in here and ask me this favor with the air of one shopping for a new hat...
Beq Lugg: His case is no different from the others, at least... He is present only in soul, as they were.
Beq Lugg: We'll need another spirit vessel, of course. You don't happen to have one on you already, do you?
Beq Lugg: Entrusted to you by the Crystal Exarch, you say? Heh. If only he knew how you were using it.
Beq Lugg: Fortunately, I have a porxie on hand. We've been using it to treat patients at risk of transforming into eaters, but I suppose it's due for a change of pace.
Beq Lugg: There is, however, one concern. In case I didn't make it clear before, the process can place great strain upon one's soul. If he is lacking in resilience, there is a chance his will not survive—that his very essence will be rent asunder...

Question: What will you say?

> That's a risk I'm willing to take.
> After what he's lived through, it would be implausibly anticlimactic for him to die like that.
---

Hildibrand: Haha! [Forename] knows me all too well! I assure you, my good sommelier who is most certainly ''not'' a dog—you needn't worry for Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville!

Beq Lugg: ...Yes. I get the distinct impression that the gods themselves could not kill him if they tried. And they have.
Beq Lugg: Come along, then, Hildi-I-can't-be-bothered-to-remember-that-name.

Hildibrand: A thousand thanks! Simply point me to the soul siphon, and I shall hop right in!

Beq Lugg: The rest of you can wait here. I promise I won't hurt him...no matter how much I might be tempted.
Beq Lugg: You will be pleased to know that the process was smooth and uneventful. Honestly, I was hoping for more of a challenge...
Beq Lugg: All you need do is to take his spirit vessel back to the Source and bring it in contact with his corporeal body. He should awaken immediately with his soul and memories intact.

Theyler: If there's nothing else, Vonard and I should be getting back to our duties.
Theyler: It was a pleasure, [Forename]—if all too brief. I won't pretend I understood even a fraction of what happened, but I'm glad I was there for it.

Vonard: Till we meet again! Rest assured that Theyler and I will be doing our damndest to look after the people here in your absence.

===Deliver the gentlemanly spirit vessel to Nashu in Radz-at-Han===

-optional start
Parigha: I swear, we only left him alone for a moment! It's not possible!
-optional end

Nashu Mhakaracca: You're back—and not a moment too soon! We have an emergency on our hands!

''The player hands over the {{i|Gentlemanly Spirit Vessel}}.''

Nashu Mhakaracca: The inspector's soul is in this, you say? That's great, but we have another problem now—the inspector's ''body'' has gone missing!
Nashu Mhakaracca: We went to the markets to do some shopping, and when we came back, he was nowhere to be seen!

Parigha: I double-checked that every door was locked before we left! But there's nothing to suggest someone forced their way in...

Nashu Mhakaracca: We've got a case on our hands: the case of the evaporating inspector! We must begin our investigation at once!
Nashu Mhakaracca: Come on, let's start looking for witnesses!

===Gather information in Kama===
Davaaz: Did I see anyone get carried out of that house, you ask?
Davaaz: I was too distracted with stocktaking to make note of any comings or goings. Sorry I couldn't be of more help.

Mehbaht: I didn't see anyone carry a person out of that house, no...
Mehbaht: ...But I ''did'' see a man carrying a particularly large sack—so heavy he strained to lift it. I didn't think much of it at the time, but now that you mention it, it was a bit suspicious.
-optional start
Parigha: Was anything else stolen? Oh, this is so distressing...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Tell me ''everything'' you know! The inspector's life is in jeopardy!

Delion@Dubious Individual: Yes, this is a most distressing situation, indeed...

Davaaz: As I said, matters of inventory have commanded my full attention of late. Perhaps someone else will be of more help to you?

Mehbaht: I suppose the sack was large enough that it could have conceivably contained a full-grown person. It looked terribly heavy...

-optional end

===Speak with Nashu===
-cutscene start
Nashu Mhakaracca: Ah, there you are! This man says he has vital information that will help us in our investigation!

Delion: A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Delion, editor in chief of ''The Thavnairian Truth'', a monthly publication devoted to exploring unexplained and otherworldly phenomena of our isle.
Delion: Your companion shared with me the news of your friend's disappearance, and I happen to know precisely who is behind the incident. But I fear you may not like the answer, for the kidnapper...is not of this star.
Delion: They come from the heavens—from beyond the great expanse. They descend in curious, saucer-shaped airships to ''study'' our world... Our society, our buildings, our very ''bodies''...
Delion: ...You shudder, no doubt, as you realize of whom I speak. “It couldn't be,” you protest! Oh, but it could...and it ''is''. Your dear friend the inspector...has been abducted by ''aliens''!
Delion: "Oh, but he'll be fine,“ you assure yourself! ”After all, they just want to understand us better!“ You poor, deluded child. That they do, but to what end? Why else? That they might one day ''take over our world''!
Delion: What is worse, they plot to do so with the aid of ''collaborators''! For the Sharlayans are in league with our would-be overlords, providing the aliens with vital information on our vulnerabilities in exchange for a position of power within their regime.
Delion: The “Final Days” was also the work of these alien invaders—an attempt to sow chaos, that our world would be easier to conquer. Blessedly, it was thwarted—if only by dumb luck, as those that did the thwarting were blissfully unaware of the true nature of the threat.
Delion: I had hoped the setback would discourage the aliens from coming back, if not move them to abandon their ambitions. But it would seem events have only emboldened them, if they are indeed carrying out abductions here in Radz–at–Han!
Delion: Even as we speak, your friend lays prone on a sterile bed in their base on the surface of the moon, where they poke and probe him with inscrutable instruments as their floppy ears wiggle with fiendish delight! Ah, but I have said too much! I must continue my investigation in secret. The fate of our world is at stake!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh no! That sounded awful! We have to go to the moon and save the inspector at once!

Question: What will you say?

> I think he was a few materia short of a full meld.
> At least he got the floppy ears part right...
---

Nashu Mhakaracca: Hmm? So you ''don't'' think the inspector is somewhere getting probed by aliens? But if not them, then who's probing him?
Nashu Mhakaracca: A man carrying a suspiciously large sack? That sounds promising! Maybe someone else can tell us more.

-cutscene end
===Speak with Nashu and have her accompany you.===

-optional start

Dharitri: I do so enjoy people watching, and there is no place more suited to the pastime than this bridge...

Traveling Merchant: Hahaha! Talk about an unexpected windfall...

-optional end

> If the player asks Nashu to accompany him for the first time
Nashu Mhakaracca: Someone up ahead may have seen something. Let's ask around!
> If the player has parted ways with Nashu before
Nashu Mhakaracca: Finished? Wonderful! Let's get back to our case. Where were we again...?
---
-optional start
Question: What will you say?
>Discuss the Arkasodara.
Nashu Mhakaracca: Parigha and his family are the nicest people! They've got such gentle eyes and long snouts, too─longer than anyone I've ever met in Eorzea.
>Speak with Nashu.
Nashu Mhakaracca: If anyone can lead us to Inspector Hildibrand, it'll be that man with the large sack. I know it!
>Part ways with Nashu.
Nashu Mhakaracca: Don't tell me you've got another case? Well, if duty calls. I'll wait for you back in Kama. But come back soon─the inspector's counting on us!
---

-optional end

Dharitri: The man with the sack? Indeed, I couldn't help but take note of him as he passed, trying so very hard to be inconspicuous as he was.
Dharitri: He descended to Alzadaal's Path, then went over to the fountain, where he met with a merchant I believe. Such a hefty sack it was—my mind was racing with the possibilities of what it might contain.

Nashu Mhakaracca: That had to be our man, right? We need to hunt down that merchant!

-optional start

Question: What will you do?
> Discuss the fountain.
Nashu Mhakaracca: It's incredible, isn't it? It reminds me of the giant statue of Lord Godbert at the Gold Saucer! Once the inspector's back on his feet, we'll have to show him!
> Speak with Nashu.
Nashu Mhakaracca: If anyone can lead us to Inspector Hildibrand, it'll be that man with the large sack. I know it!
> Part ways with Nashu.
Nashu Mhakaracca: Don't tell me you've got another case? Well, if duty calls. I'll wait for you back in Kama. But come back soon─the inspector's counting on us!
> Nothing.
---
-optional end

-cutscene start
Traveling Merchant: A man with a large sack? Hah! You bet I saw him. In fact, I sold him my chocobo!
Traveling Merchant: At first, I told him to get lost. That bird and I go way back, and so forth. But he was in a hurry, and his offer was ''very'' generous.
Traveling Merchant: When you're in my line of work, you can't afford to get too sentimental. And now I can buy a whole stable's worth of chocobos!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Did he say where he was planning to go next?

Traveling Merchant: He was muttering something about having to get to Saltwind's Welcome in a hurry. Probably why he was desperate for a chocobo. It's a long way to go on foot, never mind the sack.

Nashu Mhakaracca: Did you hear that, [Forename]!? We need to head to Saltwind's Welcome right away!
-cutscene end
-optional start
Traveling Merchant: If you want to catch your man, you should look for him at Saltwind's Welcome. I can't imagine that he's moved on that quickly...unless he rode my bird to death. He did seem to be in a rush, but surely he would not have done such a terrible thing...
-optional end

===Speak with Nashu in Saltwind's Welcome===
-cutscene start
Nashu Mhakaracca: Here we are! Which means the mysterious man with the mysterious sack must be near! Keep your eyes peeled...
Nashu Mhakaracca: Over there! That man is definitely up to no good!
Nashu Mhakaracca: Maybe he's waiting for a co-conspirator? We should stay out of sight and watch what happens...
''Jubraca joins the mysterious man''
Nashu Mhakaracca: ...Ah! Mister Chupacabra? But he expressly told us he had put the evil schemes behind him! He wouldn't ''lie'', would he...?

Jubraca: The goods appear to be none the worse for wear... Very well. Your payment, as promised.
Jubraca: My client will be most pleased...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh no! Is he going to feed the inspector to that giant sea monster!?

Jubraca: It is an honor and a pleasure as always, Doctor Lugae. I have faith this ''specimen'' will meet with your satisfaction.

Lugae: So ''this'' is the one said to be the strongest, most resilient in all the world? The Manderville man?

Jubraca: None other. He has weathered countless explosions and a multitude of martial abuses—including a devastating suplex I myself did witness. It is even said he survived a journey to Dalamud itself, and survived the lesser moon's fall with nary a scratch.
Jubraca: Most fortunately for us, he has fallen into a coma from which I am assured he will never awake. You are free to do with his body as you please.

Lugae: Wee hee hee! Even the mightiest of warriors can't fight while asleep!
Lugae: Those meddlers may have gotten the better of me and my beautiful boy in the Tower of Babil, but my next child will be all but invincible! With ''this'' body mine to command, I will exact a bloody, glorious revenge!

Jubraca: ...Ahem. Forgive me my boldness, Doctor Lugae, but when might I expect the rest of my payment? I have debts that must be repaid.

Lugae: Worry not! With the Telophoroi gone for good, the vast fortune of House Brutus is entirely at my disposal. I shall shower you with wealth, my loyal minion!

Jubraca: And gladly shall I accept the spoils, Doctor, and resolve never to renounce my wicked ways, for surely ''this'' time I will suffer no comeuppance!

''Nashu and the player approach.''

Lugae: No, not you! Not now! Bah—I must away!

Jubraca: W-Wait! Doctor Lugae! M-My payment!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Wake up, Inspector!

Hildibrand: Could...could it be? The world's no longer purple!

Lugae: Stop moving, damn you! You're supposed to be the comatose centerpiece of my glorious revenge!

Hildibrand: Mummy!
Hildibrand: Not agaaaaaain!

Lugae: Noooooooooooooooooo!

Hildibrand: I say, that was a rather dramatic series of events to awaken to...but more importantly, after a brief detour, I find myself in my own world once more.
Hildibrand: My most sincere apologies for causing you such trouble, my loyal assistants. But rejoice, for Hildibrand, agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire, has made his triumphant return!

''Hildibrand is abducted by an UFO.''

Nashu Mhakaracca: W-Wait! Inspector!

Delion: I knew it! An alien abduction! And to think I would have the chance to witness one with my own eyes!
Delion: This month's issue of ''The Thavnairian Truth'' shall be the best one yet!

Nashu Mhakaracca: And just when I thought we finally had the inspector back, off he went...and then came back, and then floated off again...
-cutscene end

Nashu Mhakaracca: I know it's not the first time that he's taken to the skies without warning, but still...it's always a little disappointing.
Nashu Mhakaracca: Still, there's no use crying over flying inspectors. Let's return to Radz–at–Han.

===Speak with Nashu in Radz-at-Han===
Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, Inspector. Why have you left me again...and where have you gone?
Nashu Mhakaracca: No, this won't do! Get it together, Nashu—there's a case to be solved!
Nashu Mhakaracca: Just you wait, Inspector! Your loyal assistant Nashu will solve the mystery of your disappearance. Again!
Nashu Mhakaracca: And don't you worry, [Forename]! As soon as I have a new lead, you'll be the first to know. Till next time!

-quest complete

-cutscene start
System: Meanwhile, in Mare Lamentorum...
''The UFO spits Hildibrand out onto the surface of the moon. An alien descends out of the UFO.''
-cutscene end
-cutscene start
System: With astute mind and explosive panache♪
System: He'll find the crime—crack the case in a flash♪
System: Dashing, debonair♪ Pure gentleman's flair♪ Our agent of enquiry—Hildibrand Manderville♪
System: Truth and justice never go out of style♪
System: SEE YOU INSPECTOR ...
-cutscene end
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=EW35jb75pKA}}

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The Sleeping Gentleman

2026-05-30T17:08:43Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ Quest Complete added

{{Quest infobox
| image = The Sleeping Gentleman.png
| description = The [[Excitable Youth|pungent Lalafell]] can scarcely conceal his excitement.
| quest-giver = Excitable Youth
| related-npcs = Giott; Glynard; Hildibrand; Jubraca; Nashu Mhakaracca; Parigha; Sullen Elder; Sullen Villager; Sullen Woman; Theyler; Vonard
| location = Radz-at-Han
| location-x = 11.8
| location-y = 11.2
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 100
| level = 90
| req-quest = Endwalker (Quest)
| exp =
| gil = 1303
| prev-quest = Don't Do the Dewprism
| next-quest = A Soulful Reunion
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.15
| id-gt = 70078
| id-edb = 6453694d171
| req-items = 1 Nashu's Delight
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Nashu Mhakaracca]].
*Speak with Nashu Mhakaracca again.
*Speak with [[Glynard]] at [[the Crystarium]].
*Question the locals in [[Sullen]].
*Speak with [[Theyler]].
*Speak with Theyler again.

==Journal==
* The pungent Lalafell can scarcely conceal his excitement.

* Strolling through the streets of Radz-at-Han, you encounter a strangely familiar Lalafell. He proudly identifies himself as the selfsame youth you met once upon a time in Kugane...who happens to have an unhealthy obsession with Nashu Mhakaracca. It seems the apple of his eye has once again found herself in a pickle, and is greatly distressed by the condition of one Hildibrand─agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire. Curious as to what fate has befallen the redoubtable gentleman─you make for the High Crucible to learn more.

* Following events in the Far East in which Nashu and Hildibrand were sucked into a foreboding portal─along with Gilgamesh, notorious weapon thief, and Jubraca, an unscrupulous Hannish merchant─your associates found themselves wandering the “Interspectorial Rift” for a time. Eventually, with the aid of a recovered Gilgamesh, the other three managed to return to the Source. However, while Nashu was none the worse for wear, Hildibrand emerged in a comatose state for reasons yet unknown. The inspector's plucky assistant has attempted to fashion medicines to revive him, but to no avail. Hoping you might have some insight into his condition, she invites you to join her in Kama at the residence where the inspector is convalescing.

* Examining the unconscious body of Hildibrand, you conclude that, like the Scions before him, his soul has been summoned to another world─likely the First. Nashu, understandably, is not quite able to grasp the situation, but she is nevertheless heartened that you might be able to bring him back. Entrusting you with her homemade explosives should you have need of them, she bids you a safe journey, and you prepare to depart for the Crystarium. With luck, you will track down the gentleman inspector's wandering spirit.

* You pay a visit to the Wandering Stairs, where Glynard informs you that one of the veteran bounty hunters mentioned a suspicious individual wont to strike unseemly poses. After listening to the account of said bounty hunter, the dwarf Giott, you are all but convinced that the man in question is none other than Inspector Hildibrand. You are subsequently approached by the former guardsmen Theyler and Vonard, who coincidentally enough are also on the trail of the infamous poser. United by a common goal, you and your comrades depart for Sullen, where the man was last spotted.

* While the various witnesses in Sullen offer conflicting reports, the picture they paint of the mystery man is one which suggests that, despite his ghastly appearance and disturbing poses, he is a gentlemanly soul at heart. With no doubt remaining that you are on the inspector's trail, you go to share your findings with Theyler and Vonard.

* Theyler and Vonard are pleased to hear of your success, and somewhat relieved that the poser has proved relatively benign thus far. The three of you resolve to scour the Forest of the Lost Shepherd, where the eyewitnesses claim to have encountered your quarry.

* Sure enough, you soon come upon a Hildibrand seemingly bereft of his memories and looking a bit pale in the face. Fortunately, a judicious application of Nashu's Delight is enough to make the inspector remember who he is. In that instant, you and your companions are granted a vision by the Echo, which reveals in ludicrous detail how a chance encounter with Giott led Hildibrand to believe he was a Lightwarden extraordinaire. In any event, having been disabused of such notions, Hildibrand strikes his trademark pose and announces his triumphant return to his adoring fans.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
=== Accepting the quest===
Excitable Youth: Wait, I know you! We met in Kugane! You're that stone-cold killer I asked to look after the love of my life!
Excitable Youth: What's that look for? Surely you haven't forgotten me. You and me, we had a moment─a connection! Not like the one I've got with her, of course, but I ''know'' I left an impression!

Question: What will you say?
> ...The creepy little bastard who smells like cheese and followed Nashu to Kugane after stalking her for over five years?
Excitable Youth: Hey! There's nothing ''creepy'' about my love! It's as pure as the pristine waters of a forest stream! <sniff> <sniff> ...Fair point about the cheese stink, though.

> Frankly, considering how many blows to the head I've taken, I'm lucky I haven't forgotten my own name.
Excitable Youth: Head trauma notwithstanding, I'm still offended! At the very least, surely my love for my sultry muse—my innocent and pure and not-at-all creepy adoration for the totality of her existence—is the kind of thing that would stick in your memory!

---
Excitable Youth: But enough about ''me''─this is about Miss Nashu!
Excitable Youth: Ever since she got sucked into that weird portal back east, I've been scouring the world for any sign of her. I was this close to giving up, but then, huzzah! I found her here in Radz-at-Han!

Excitable Youth: Normally I'd be happy to get back to playing the silent invisible guardian, but she seems pretty distressed by the plight of her inspector friend. He's here too, but laid up and showing no signs of waking any time soon. My Nashu has been fashioning all sorts of medicines in hopes of rousing him, but to no avail.

Excitable Youth: I mean, I couldn't care less if he kicked the bucket, but I hate seeing her like this. She's liable to work herself to death!

Excitable Youth: So, what say you? Will you deliver my dearest Nashu from her plight? You'll find her over at the High Crucible, no doubt slaving over an alembic.

Excitable Youth: And with that, I'll get back to cheering her on from the shadows! You too, I guess. Now go, quickly! Save my beloved!

-quest accepted

===Speak with Nashu Mhakaracca===

Nashu Mhakaracca: And that should do it! Now to take this medicine and...

-cutscene start

Nashu Mhakaracca: Cor! [Forename]! It feels like it's been forever! Though ''definitely'' less than a year, I'm sure.

Nashu Mhakaracca: What brings you to Radz-at-Han? Enjoying a spot of adventuring, or perhaps...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Then you've heard! It's true. Inspector Hildibrand's gone into hibernation again, and─ Ah, wait. You're giving me that look. The one that screams, “What about the whole weird portal business?” All right, since you silently asked...

Nashu Mhakaracca: So, back on the Ruby Sea─remember how Greg got doused with dewprism and was forced to whisk us all “far away”?

Nashu Mhakaracca: ...How that strange rift then opened up─which the inspector then got sucked up into─and how I followed him in after that?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Well, after that, we all ended up in this bizarre place. Couldn't tell up from down, left from right. And so we wandered, lost and confused...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Fortunately, Greg came to his senses and explained that we were in the “Interspectorial Rift,” and then used the same trick to bring us home!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Greg himself stayed behind, though. Something about a score that he had to settle. Not sure what that was about, but hey, you know Greg...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Anyway, we're back now, but the rub is that Inspector Hildibrand hasn't opened his eyes once!

Nashu Mhakaracca: I know he needs his beauty sleep, but it's been an awfully long time, and we've got cases to solve!

Nashu Mhakaracca: I've been trying my hand at apothecary stuff, seeing if I can't make something that'll get him up and moving, but nothing seems to work!

Nashu Mhakaracca: But I think we're making progress. Me and Mister Chupacabra from the Shakshouka Concern, that is. You remember Mister Chupacabra, right? Got sucked into the rift along with us, former evil mastermind─not so bad once you get to know him.

Jubraca: Pleased I am to meet you once more, and under less compromising circumstances. If I may correct our mutual friend─I am Jubraca, chairman of the Sahjattra Concern.

''The WoL turns and glares at him with a furrowed brow.''

Jubraca: Y-Your distrustful and somewhat bloodthirsty glare is not unwarranted, but in my defense, who among us has not contemplated enslaving the rich and powerful to bend the world to their whim...? Hah hah...hah... Ahem.

Jubraca: I pray you forgive me my poor joke, and allow me to assure you that after wandering the interdimensional rift for the-Sisters-only-know-how long, I am a changed man!

Jubraca: Naturally, I understand that words alone would not suffice to absolve me of my sins. Thus, since my return, I have operated a humble apothecary that caters to the needs of one and all.

Jubraca: Furthermore, I made arrangements for Miss Nashu's workshop. Rest assured that I will spare no effort in helping her see Inspector Hildibrand awakened and returned to full health.

Jubraca: And with that, if you would excuse me, I must see to other business...

''Jubraca turns away and smiles sinisterly to himself before leaving.''

Nashu Mhakaracca: Isn't he the nicest ex-villain you've ever met? Ah, but that's right─I had just finished my latest medicine! I've got high hopes for this new recipe.

Question: What will you say?
> I suppose I ought to get a look at the Manderville man himself.
Nashu Mhakaracca: By all means! The inspector is resting in a room up in Kama. Awake or asleep, I'm sure he'd enjoy your company. Let's go!

> Medicine might not do us any good...
Nashu Mhakaracca: Well, you've seen all kinds of aamazin things in your travels, so maybe you'll be able to tell what's wrong with the inspector if you get a look at him yourself.
Nashu Mhakaracca: He's resting in room up in Kama. Let's go!
---
-cutscene end
===Speak with Nashu Mhakaracca again===

-optional start

Parigha: The girl's a friend of yours, is she? She's welcome to stay as long as she likes. I do hope her friend recovers soon, though. Sleeping on the floor hasn't been good for my back...

-optional end

Nashu Mhakaracca: Isn't this room nice? Mister Chupacabra's taken care of everything─even paid the rent in full! Ah, but I'm distracting you, aren't I? You need to concentrate while you examine the inspector, yes?

System: Study the sleeping Inspector Hildibrand. You may move the camera, as well as zoom in and out. Target a section and examine it in more detail with {{mouse button|left}}.

System: Parigha, the master of the house, searches the shelves with a remarkable dexterity for one so large of body and limb.

System: Beside the bed, Hildibrand's loyal assistant Nashu dozes peacefully. Her ability to stay calm in the most trying of times has been sorely tested of late...

System: Rugged features belie what is, at closer glance, the sensitive mien of a cultured gentleman.

System: While he still breathes, he appears to be locked in a deep slumber...

System: Rippling muscles bespeak impressive strength, while smooth skin suggests that only on the rarest of occasions does the man resort to violence.

System: Troublingly, his limbs are stiff and cool to the touch, as if the blood runs cold in his veins...

System: The exquisite buckles of the stylish footwear are a design unique to House Manderville. These shoes would almost certainly fetch a small fortune in the markets.

System: The inspector's condition is disturbingly reminiscent of the Scions' who were summoned to the First for a time...

-cutscene start

Nashu Mhakaracca: Hmm...? Oh! Finished already?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Any theories as to what's wrong with the inspector?

Question: What will you say?
> Well, he's a soulless husk, which is less than ideal.

> I suspect he may have been ''summoned'' to another reflection.
---

Nashu Mhakaracca: I see... I mean, I ''don't'', but that's what you're supposed to say at times like this, I know that much. How do we wake him up?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Return his soul to his body? But where did it go, and what is it doing there?

Question: What will you say?
> Probably went to the First to become the Gentleman of Darkness, as you do.

> I think it's gone to a world wholly unlike ours...but still slightly like ours. A world of contrasts.
---

Nashu Mhakaracca: I ''see''... Right. So can you go...there?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Great! In that case, I'll leave the soul searching to you!

Nashu Mhakaracca: I'm sure it goes without saying, but once you've arrived in this otherworldly world, look for a place that smells of mystery and intrigue, and chat with people there. That's standard agent of enquiry protocol!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, and since this is Inspector Hildibrand we're talking about...don't be surprised if you find him asleep, or having forgotten a thing or two.

Nashu Mhakaracca: But not to worry! I've prepared my traditional “medicine” just in case. Don't hesitate to use it! And with that, do take care out there!
-cutscene end
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: When in doubt, use Nashu's Delights to blow the cobwebs right out! The inspector will thank you after, I'm sure.

Parigha: The girl's a friend of yours, is she? She's welcome to stay as long as she likes. I do hope her friend recovers soon, though. Sleeping on the floor hasn't been good for my back...
-optional end

===Speak with Glynard at the Crystarium===

Glynard: Welcome back, friend. I'd offer you a pint, but my barman's sense tells me that's not why you're here...

-cutscene start

Glynard: So this friend of yours has gone missing? Sorry to hear that, but plenty of travelers pass through these parts. Could you describe the fellow to me?

Question: What will you say?
>Hume, burly, wears a monocle, well-meaning idiot.
>He was wearing a tattered suit, most like.
---

Glynard: Hmmm...yes, that sounds familiar. Mind you, I didn't see him myself─but I do believe one of our bounty hunters spied such a man when you were all battling that horde of spectral warriors.

Glynard: Giott! Come here a moment. There's someone who wants to speak with you!

Giott: <gulp> That so? Make it─<hic>─quick. Thish ale ishn't going to drink itshelf...
Giott: Who're─ Wait. You're one of the Exarch's friends─the Warrior of Darkness! Fought by your side when the glowing bastards came to ruin our day─but we showed them, hah! But enough reminiscing─what's so important that you had to interrupt my regularly scheduled drinking?
Giott: Now that you mention it, I did see someone like that. Back there on the battlefield, after you ran off to do more hero work.
Giott: At first, I thought he was going to attack me like the rest of the spirit wotsits. But no, he just stood there, striking a pose, trying to scare or seduce me. Damned if I could tell.
Giott: Still, he was glowing, and I wasn't about to take any chances, so I said, “Hey! Piss off, ghost!” and sent him packing.
Giott: "Did he die,“ you ask? To which I say, ”What am I, a chirurgeon?“ Also, ”I've kept my mug waiting long enough.“ Good talk.

???: Could it be!? The Warrior of Darkness!

Theyler: I thought that was your voice, but was convinced my ears were playing tricks on me. It's good to see you again.

Vonard: Didn't mean to eavesdrop, but we overheard you discussing the renegade poser. We've been searching for him for some time now.

Theyler: There have been sightings in Lakeland, you see. Vonard and I have been tasked with getting to the bottom of it.
Theyler: We've little in the way of useful information, though. All we know is that he appears without warning and strikes a disturbing pose.

Vonard: He's not caused any harm─if you discount the shock of a strange man gesticulating in your general direction, that is. Nevertheless, we're worried his behavior might escalate. Have you been tasked with apprehending the miscreant as well?

Glynard: Not quite, Vonard. Cassius's come back to track down a missing friend.

Question: What will you say?
>Your ”miscreant“, I regret to say, might be my friend...
>I wouldn't call him a ”friend“ per se, but I too happen to be looking for a man prone to posing.
---

Glynard: Hmm. If the man you're looking for might be one and the same, then why not work together? Between the three of you, you're bound to have better luck.

Theyler: It would be an honor─and a great help! We were just about to leave to gather testimony, as it happens.

Vonard: Come and join us in Sullen when you've finished here. We'll solve this mystery in no time!

-cutscene end

-optional start
Glynard: You always kept interesting company, that's for sure. I don't know if it would be better or worse if this “poser” is your friend, but I wish you the best of luck.
-optional end

===Question the locals in Sullen===

Sullen Elder: Oh, that fellow? Aye, I saw 'im the other day on the way home from Clearmelt. I'd enjoyed one too many libations after my bath, and ended up wanderin' off into the forest.
Sullen Elder: Before I knew it, the sun was dippin' low, and the sky turnin' dark, and I was beginnin' to wonder if I'd ever make it home. Then I felt a gentle tug at my arm.
Sullen Elder: And would you believe it? This odd-lookin' man led me out of the forest and set me back on the road! I thanked him profusely, but he said nothin' in reply, just struck this pose and walked off.

Sullen Villager: Did I see him? You bet I did. I was crossing through the Forest of the Lost Shepherd, on my way to deliver fish to the Ostall Imperative...
Sullen Villager: Out of nowhere, this odd man leapt in front of me! I thought he was a bandit at first, but then he abruptly turned to the side, curled his neck, and put his fist to his head as if to say...I don't know. It was baffling. I ran when I realized he wasn't going to do anything else.

Sullen Woman: ...Why, yes─I saw someone like that when I was out picking mushrooms in the forest. He even spoke to me!
Sullen Woman: I was repulsed at first by his form, but he only wanted to warn me that fell beasts lurk in the forest, and that I should be wary.
Sullen Woman: Contrary to appearances, I'd say he was actually quite...gentlemanly.

===Speak with Theyler===
Theyler: Finished questioning the locals, have you? Were you able to learn anything?
Theyler: ...Not only has the poser caused no harm, he's even ''helped'' people?
Vonard: So he's a gentleman, albeit a suspicious one. Something of a contradiction you might say, but there's no reason to doubt what we heard.
Theyler: Everyone seemed to encounter him in the Forest of the Lost Shepherd, right? Then that's where we'll look next. Shall we?

===Speak with Theyler again.===
-cutscene start
Theyler: Well, here we are. But how exactly are we supposed to begin our search? These woods are, well...woods.

Vonard: Got a plan, do you? Far be it from me to doubt the Warrior of Darkness. Show us what you've got in mind, and we'll back you up to the best of our ability.

Question: What will you do?
>Perform the Manderville.
>Perform the Manderville Mambo.
---

Popup: Lightwarden—The Forgiven Gentleman

Theyler: On your guard! It's a sin eater!

Vonard: No, wait! That's no sin eater!

Question: What will you say?
>It's Hildibrand!
Hildibrand@Forgiven Gentleman: Hildibrand? Who is this Hildiebrand of whom you speak? I am the Forgiven Gentleman, devourer of sins! Lightwarden estraordinaire!
>It's the Gentleman of Light!
Hildibrand@Forgiven Gentleman: Gentleman of Light? Who is this Gentleman of Light of whom you speak? I am the Forgiven Gentleman, devourer of sins! Lightwarden extraordinaire!
---

Question: What will you say?
>You're not a sin eater - you're Hildibrand, the gentleman inspector!
>You might occasionally moonlight as a zombie overlord, but trust me, you're a gentleman inspector!
---

Hildibrand@Forgiven Gentleman: Urrrgggh... Hurrrggghhh...! Inspector... Sin eater... Inspector... Sin eater...

Theyler: You're acquainted with this, er...gentleman?

Theyler: ...Right, then. Clearly, your friend has been through a lot. But still, how did he get it in his head he's a sin eater?

Vonard: Is there no way to bring back his memories?

''The player takes out a bomb.''

Vonard: Explosives? We're still trying to ''save'' him, right?

''The player throws the bomb at Hildibrand.''

Theyler: Wicked white, we've killed him!

Hildibrand: I say, [Forename]! I had resigned myself to Nashu's ungentle methodology, but you too, my brutish friend!?
Hildibrand: But never mind that. I do not recall the world being quite so purple...
Hildibrand: Previously, I was with Nashu and Greg, wandering the bizarre, shadowy realm known as the “Interspectorial Rift”...

-cutscene end

-cutscene start
''Hildibrand appears in Lakeland during the Final Days.''

Hildibrand: Hmm? Where am I...? ''Who'' am I?

Giott: That sickening light. That aggressive posturing. I know what you are. You're one of ''them'', ain't you?
Giott: What you need is a good old-fashioned dwarven decking!
Giott: Piss off, ghost!

''Giott attacks Hildibrand, who ends up stuck face first in a mountainside. A sin eater lands on his legs. Hildibrand wiggles out of the mountainside and falls to the ground. The sin eater flys off.''

Perturbed Merchant: R-Run for your lives! It's a sin eater!

Hildibrand: A sin...eater?

-cutscene end

-cutscene start

Vonard: I'll be damned. I saw a vision of the man's past. No wonder he became convinced he was a sin eater.

Theyler: I saw it too. It was, quite possibly, the most ridiculous memory I've ever glimpsed...

Hildibrand: Answer me, my faithful assistant! Where are we─and why is it so ''purple''!?

Hildibrand: ...The “First”? The first what? Are you telling me we've somehow traveled to an entirely different ''world''?

Hildibrand: Good gods! To think that I have transcended the very boundaries of time and space! But worry not, my adoring fans! Hildibrand─agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire─will return to you forthwith!

-cutscene end

-quest complete

-optional start

Theyler: I can't help but feel that this is not what the Echo was intended for...

Vonard: Explosions, dwarven deckings─is there nothing this man can't withstand?

-optional end
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=IAp11JTmJfE}}

The Sleeping Gentleman

2026-05-30T17:07:49Z

CassiusM: /* Dialogue */ completed and updated to the new template

{{Quest infobox
| image = The Sleeping Gentleman.png
| description = The [[Excitable Youth|pungent Lalafell]] can scarcely conceal his excitement.
| quest-giver = Excitable Youth
| related-npcs = Giott; Glynard; Hildibrand; Jubraca; Nashu Mhakaracca; Parigha; Sullen Elder; Sullen Villager; Sullen Woman; Theyler; Vonard
| location = Radz-at-Han
| location-x = 11.8
| location-y = 11.2
| type = feature
| quest-line = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Hildibrand Sidequests
| journal-genre = Somehow Further Hildibrand Adventures Quests
| sortkey = 100
| level = 90
| req-quest = Endwalker (Quest)
| exp =
| gil = 1303
| prev-quest = Don't Do the Dewprism
| next-quest = A Soulful Reunion
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.15
| id-gt = 70078
| id-edb = 6453694d171
| req-items = 1 Nashu's Delight
}}

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Nashu Mhakaracca]].
*Speak with Nashu Mhakaracca again.
*Speak with [[Glynard]] at [[the Crystarium]].
*Question the locals in [[Sullen]].
*Speak with [[Theyler]].
*Speak with Theyler again.

==Journal==
* The pungent Lalafell can scarcely conceal his excitement.

* Strolling through the streets of Radz-at-Han, you encounter a strangely familiar Lalafell. He proudly identifies himself as the selfsame youth you met once upon a time in Kugane...who happens to have an unhealthy obsession with Nashu Mhakaracca. It seems the apple of his eye has once again found herself in a pickle, and is greatly distressed by the condition of one Hildibrand─agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire. Curious as to what fate has befallen the redoubtable gentleman─you make for the High Crucible to learn more.

* Following events in the Far East in which Nashu and Hildibrand were sucked into a foreboding portal─along with Gilgamesh, notorious weapon thief, and Jubraca, an unscrupulous Hannish merchant─your associates found themselves wandering the “Interspectorial Rift” for a time. Eventually, with the aid of a recovered Gilgamesh, the other three managed to return to the Source. However, while Nashu was none the worse for wear, Hildibrand emerged in a comatose state for reasons yet unknown. The inspector's plucky assistant has attempted to fashion medicines to revive him, but to no avail. Hoping you might have some insight into his condition, she invites you to join her in Kama at the residence where the inspector is convalescing.

* Examining the unconscious body of Hildibrand, you conclude that, like the Scions before him, his soul has been summoned to another world─likely the First. Nashu, understandably, is not quite able to grasp the situation, but she is nevertheless heartened that you might be able to bring him back. Entrusting you with her homemade explosives should you have need of them, she bids you a safe journey, and you prepare to depart for the Crystarium. With luck, you will track down the gentleman inspector's wandering spirit.

* You pay a visit to the Wandering Stairs, where Glynard informs you that one of the veteran bounty hunters mentioned a suspicious individual wont to strike unseemly poses. After listening to the account of said bounty hunter, the dwarf Giott, you are all but convinced that the man in question is none other than Inspector Hildibrand. You are subsequently approached by the former guardsmen Theyler and Vonard, who coincidentally enough are also on the trail of the infamous poser. United by a common goal, you and your comrades depart for Sullen, where the man was last spotted.

* While the various witnesses in Sullen offer conflicting reports, the picture they paint of the mystery man is one which suggests that, despite his ghastly appearance and disturbing poses, he is a gentlemanly soul at heart. With no doubt remaining that you are on the inspector's trail, you go to share your findings with Theyler and Vonard.

* Theyler and Vonard are pleased to hear of your success, and somewhat relieved that the poser has proved relatively benign thus far. The three of you resolve to scour the Forest of the Lost Shepherd, where the eyewitnesses claim to have encountered your quarry.

* Sure enough, you soon come upon a Hildibrand seemingly bereft of his memories and looking a bit pale in the face. Fortunately, a judicious application of Nashu's Delight is enough to make the inspector remember who he is. In that instant, you and your companions are granted a vision by the Echo, which reveals in ludicrous detail how a chance encounter with Giott led Hildibrand to believe he was a Lightwarden extraordinaire. In any event, having been disabused of such notions, Hildibrand strikes his trademark pose and announces his triumphant return to his adoring fans.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
=== Accepting the quest===
Excitable Youth: Wait, I know you! We met in Kugane! You're that stone-cold killer I asked to look after the love of my life!
Excitable Youth: What's that look for? Surely you haven't forgotten me. You and me, we had a moment─a connection! Not like the one I've got with her, of course, but I ''know'' I left an impression!

Question: What will you say?
> ...The creepy little bastard who smells like cheese and followed Nashu to Kugane after stalking her for over five years?
Excitable Youth: Hey! There's nothing ''creepy'' about my love! It's as pure as the pristine waters of a forest stream! <sniff> <sniff> ...Fair point about the cheese stink, though.

> Frankly, considering how many blows to the head I've taken, I'm lucky I haven't forgotten my own name.
Excitable Youth: Head trauma notwithstanding, I'm still offended! At the very least, surely my love for my sultry muse—my innocent and pure and not-at-all creepy adoration for the totality of her existence—is the kind of thing that would stick in your memory!

---
Excitable Youth: But enough about ''me''─this is about Miss Nashu!
Excitable Youth: Ever since she got sucked into that weird portal back east, I've been scouring the world for any sign of her. I was this close to giving up, but then, huzzah! I found her here in Radz-at-Han!

Excitable Youth: Normally I'd be happy to get back to playing the silent invisible guardian, but she seems pretty distressed by the plight of her inspector friend. He's here too, but laid up and showing no signs of waking any time soon. My Nashu has been fashioning all sorts of medicines in hopes of rousing him, but to no avail.

Excitable Youth: I mean, I couldn't care less if he kicked the bucket, but I hate seeing her like this. She's liable to work herself to death!

Excitable Youth: So, what say you? Will you deliver my dearest Nashu from her plight? You'll find her over at the High Crucible, no doubt slaving over an alembic.

Excitable Youth: And with that, I'll get back to cheering her on from the shadows! You too, I guess. Now go, quickly! Save my beloved!

-quest accepted

===Speak with Nashu Mhakaracca===

Nashu Mhakaracca: And that should do it! Now to take this medicine and...

-cutscene start

Nashu Mhakaracca: Cor! [Forename]! It feels like it's been forever! Though ''definitely'' less than a year, I'm sure.

Nashu Mhakaracca: What brings you to Radz-at-Han? Enjoying a spot of adventuring, or perhaps...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Then you've heard! It's true. Inspector Hildibrand's gone into hibernation again, and─ Ah, wait. You're giving me that look. The one that screams, “What about the whole weird portal business?” All right, since you silently asked...

Nashu Mhakaracca: So, back on the Ruby Sea─remember how Greg got doused with dewprism and was forced to whisk us all “far away”?

Nashu Mhakaracca: ...How that strange rift then opened up─which the inspector then got sucked up into─and how I followed him in after that?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Well, after that, we all ended up in this bizarre place. Couldn't tell up from down, left from right. And so we wandered, lost and confused...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Fortunately, Greg came to his senses and explained that we were in the “Interspectorial Rift,” and then used the same trick to bring us home!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Greg himself stayed behind, though. Something about a score that he had to settle. Not sure what that was about, but hey, you know Greg...

Nashu Mhakaracca: Anyway, we're back now, but the rub is that Inspector Hildibrand hasn't opened his eyes once!

Nashu Mhakaracca: I know he needs his beauty sleep, but it's been an awfully long time, and we've got cases to solve!

Nashu Mhakaracca: I've been trying my hand at apothecary stuff, seeing if I can't make something that'll get him up and moving, but nothing seems to work!

Nashu Mhakaracca: But I think we're making progress. Me and Mister Chupacabra from the Shakshouka Concern, that is. You remember Mister Chupacabra, right? Got sucked into the rift along with us, former evil mastermind─not so bad once you get to know him.

Jubraca: Pleased I am to meet you once more, and under less compromising circumstances. If I may correct our mutual friend─I am Jubraca, chairman of the Sahjattra Concern.

''The WoL turns and glares at him with a furrowed brow.''

Jubraca: Y-Your distrustful and somewhat bloodthirsty glare is not unwarranted, but in my defense, who among us has not contemplated enslaving the rich and powerful to bend the world to their whim...? Hah hah...hah... Ahem.

Jubraca: I pray you forgive me my poor joke, and allow me to assure you that after wandering the interdimensional rift for the-Sisters-only-know-how long, I am a changed man!

Jubraca: Naturally, I understand that words alone would not suffice to absolve me of my sins. Thus, since my return, I have operated a humble apothecary that caters to the needs of one and all.

Jubraca: Furthermore, I made arrangements for Miss Nashu's workshop. Rest assured that I will spare no effort in helping her see Inspector Hildibrand awakened and returned to full health.

Jubraca: And with that, if you would excuse me, I must see to other business...

''Jubraca turns away and smiles sinisterly to himself before leaving.''

Nashu Mhakaracca: Isn't he the nicest ex-villain you've ever met? Ah, but that's right─I had just finished my latest medicine! I've got high hopes for this new recipe.

Question: What will you say?
> I suppose I ought to get a look at the Manderville man himself.
Nashu Mhakaracca: By all means! The inspector is resting in a room up in Kama. Awake or asleep, I'm sure he'd enjoy your company. Let's go!

> Medicine might not do us any good...
Nashu Mhakaracca: Well, you've seen all kinds of aamazin things in your travels, so maybe you'll be able to tell what's wrong with the inspector if you get a look at him yourself.
Nashu Mhakaracca: He's resting in room up in Kama. Let's go!
---
-cutscene end
===Speak with Nashu Mhakaracca again===

-optional start

Parigha: The girl's a friend of yours, is she? She's welcome to stay as long as she likes. I do hope her friend recovers soon, though. Sleeping on the floor hasn't been good for my back...

-optional end

Nashu Mhakaracca: Isn't this room nice? Mister Chupacabra's taken care of everything─even paid the rent in full! Ah, but I'm distracting you, aren't I? You need to concentrate while you examine the inspector, yes?

System: Study the sleeping Inspector Hildibrand. You may move the camera, as well as zoom in and out. Target a section and examine it in more detail with {{mouse button|left}}.

System: Parigha, the master of the house, searches the shelves with a remarkable dexterity for one so large of body and limb.

System: Beside the bed, Hildibrand's loyal assistant Nashu dozes peacefully. Her ability to stay calm in the most trying of times has been sorely tested of late...

System: Rugged features belie what is, at closer glance, the sensitive mien of a cultured gentleman.

System: While he still breathes, he appears to be locked in a deep slumber...

System: Rippling muscles bespeak impressive strength, while smooth skin suggests that only on the rarest of occasions does the man resort to violence.

System: Troublingly, his limbs are stiff and cool to the touch, as if the blood runs cold in his veins...

System: The exquisite buckles of the stylish footwear are a design unique to House Manderville. These shoes would almost certainly fetch a small fortune in the markets.

System: The inspector's condition is disturbingly reminiscent of the Scions' who were summoned to the First for a time...

-cutscene start

Nashu Mhakaracca: Hmm...? Oh! Finished already?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Any theories as to what's wrong with the inspector?

Question: What will you say?
> Well, he's a soulless husk, which is less than ideal.

> I suspect he may have been ''summoned'' to another reflection.
---

Nashu Mhakaracca: I see... I mean, I ''don't'', but that's what you're supposed to say at times like this, I know that much. How do we wake him up?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Return his soul to his body? But where did it go, and what is it doing there?

Question: What will you say?
> Probably went to the First to become the Gentleman of Darkness, as you do.

> I think it's gone to a world wholly unlike ours...but still slightly like ours. A world of contrasts.
---

Nashu Mhakaracca: I ''see''... Right. So can you go...there?

Nashu Mhakaracca: Great! In that case, I'll leave the soul searching to you!

Nashu Mhakaracca: I'm sure it goes without saying, but once you've arrived in this otherworldly world, look for a place that smells of mystery and intrigue, and chat with people there. That's standard agent of enquiry protocol!

Nashu Mhakaracca: Oh, and since this is Inspector Hildibrand we're talking about...don't be surprised if you find him asleep, or having forgotten a thing or two.

Nashu Mhakaracca: But not to worry! I've prepared my traditional “medicine” just in case. Don't hesitate to use it! And with that, do take care out there!
-cutscene end
-optional start
Nashu Mhakaracca: When in doubt, use Nashu's Delights to blow the cobwebs right out! The inspector will thank you after, I'm sure.

Parigha: The girl's a friend of yours, is she? She's welcome to stay as long as she likes. I do hope her friend recovers soon, though. Sleeping on the floor hasn't been good for my back...
-optional end

===Speak with Glynard at the Crystarium===

Glynard: Welcome back, friend. I'd offer you a pint, but my barman's sense tells me that's not why you're here...

-cutscene start

Glynard: So this friend of yours has gone missing? Sorry to hear that, but plenty of travelers pass through these parts. Could you describe the fellow to me?

Question: What will you say?
>Hume, burly, wears a monocle, well-meaning idiot.
>He was wearing a tattered suit, most like.
---

Glynard: Hmmm...yes, that sounds familiar. Mind you, I didn't see him myself─but I do believe one of our bounty hunters spied such a man when you were all battling that horde of spectral warriors.

Glynard: Giott! Come here a moment. There's someone who wants to speak with you!

Giott: <gulp> That so? Make it─<hic>─quick. Thish ale ishn't going to drink itshelf...
Giott: Who're─ Wait. You're one of the Exarch's friends─the Warrior of Darkness! Fought by your side when the glowing bastards came to ruin our day─but we showed them, hah! But enough reminiscing─what's so important that you had to interrupt my regularly scheduled drinking?
Giott: Now that you mention it, I did see someone like that. Back there on the battlefield, after you ran off to do more hero work.
Giott: At first, I thought he was going to attack me like the rest of the spirit wotsits. But no, he just stood there, striking a pose, trying to scare or seduce me. Damned if I could tell.
Giott: Still, he was glowing, and I wasn't about to take any chances, so I said, “Hey! Piss off, ghost!” and sent him packing.
Giott: "Did he die,“ you ask? To which I say, ”What am I, a chirurgeon?“ Also, ”I've kept my mug waiting long enough.“ Good talk.

???: Could it be!? The Warrior of Darkness!

Theyler: I thought that was your voice, but was convinced my ears were playing tricks on me. It's good to see you again.

Vonard: Didn't mean to eavesdrop, but we overheard you discussing the renegade poser. We've been searching for him for some time now.

Theyler: There have been sightings in Lakeland, you see. Vonard and I have been tasked with getting to the bottom of it.
Theyler: We've little in the way of useful information, though. All we know is that he appears without warning and strikes a disturbing pose.

Vonard: He's not caused any harm─if you discount the shock of a strange man gesticulating in your general direction, that is. Nevertheless, we're worried his behavior might escalate. Have you been tasked with apprehending the miscreant as well?

Glynard: Not quite, Vonard. Cassius's come back to track down a missing friend.

Question: What will you say?
>Your ”miscreant“, I regret to say, might be my friend...
>I wouldn't call him a ”friend“ per se, but I too happen to be looking for a man prone to posing.
---

Glynard: Hmm. If the man you're looking for might be one and the same, then why not work together? Between the three of you, you're bound to have better luck.

Theyler: It would be an honor─and a great help! We were just about to leave to gather testimony, as it happens.

Vonard: Come and join us in Sullen when you've finished here. We'll solve this mystery in no time!

-cutscene end

-optional start
Glynard: You always kept interesting company, that's for sure. I don't know if it would be better or worse if this “poser” is your friend, but I wish you the best of luck.
-optional end

===Question the locals in Sullen===

Sullen Elder: Oh, that fellow? Aye, I saw 'im the other day on the way home from Clearmelt. I'd enjoyed one too many libations after my bath, and ended up wanderin' off into the forest.
Sullen Elder: Before I knew it, the sun was dippin' low, and the sky turnin' dark, and I was beginnin' to wonder if I'd ever make it home. Then I felt a gentle tug at my arm.
Sullen Elder: And would you believe it? This odd-lookin' man led me out of the forest and set me back on the road! I thanked him profusely, but he said nothin' in reply, just struck this pose and walked off.

Sullen Villager: Did I see him? You bet I did. I was crossing through the Forest of the Lost Shepherd, on my way to deliver fish to the Ostall Imperative...
Sullen Villager: Out of nowhere, this odd man leapt in front of me! I thought he was a bandit at first, but then he abruptly turned to the side, curled his neck, and put his fist to his head as if to say...I don't know. It was baffling. I ran when I realized he wasn't going to do anything else.

Sullen Woman: ...Why, yes─I saw someone like that when I was out picking mushrooms in the forest. He even spoke to me!
Sullen Woman: I was repulsed at first by his form, but he only wanted to warn me that fell beasts lurk in the forest, and that I should be wary.
Sullen Woman: Contrary to appearances, I'd say he was actually quite...gentlemanly.

===Speak with Theyler===
Theyler: Finished questioning the locals, have you? Were you able to learn anything?
Theyler: ...Not only has the poser caused no harm, he's even ''helped'' people?
Vonard: So he's a gentleman, albeit a suspicious one. Something of a contradiction you might say, but there's no reason to doubt what we heard.
Theyler: Everyone seemed to encounter him in the Forest of the Lost Shepherd, right? Then that's where we'll look next. Shall we?

===Speak with Theyler again.===
-cutscene start
Theyler: Well, here we are. But how exactly are we supposed to begin our search? These woods are, well...woods.

Vonard: Got a plan, do you? Far be it from me to doubt the Warrior of Darkness. Show us what you've got in mind, and we'll back you up to the best of our ability.

Question: What will you do?
>Perform the Manderville.
>Perform the Manderville Mambo.
---

Popup: Lightwarden—The Forgiven Gentleman

Theyler: On your guard! It's a sin eater!

Vonard: No, wait! That's no sin eater!

Question: What will you say?
>It's Hildibrand!
Hildibrand@Forgiven Gentleman: Hildibrand? Who is this Hildiebrand of whom you speak? I am the Forgiven Gentleman, devourer of sins! Lightwarden estraordinaire!
>It's the Gentleman of Light!
Hildibrand@Forgiven Gentleman: Gentleman of Light? Who is this Gentleman of Light of whom you speak? I am the Forgiven Gentleman, devourer of sins! Lightwarden extraordinaire!
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Question: What will you say?
>You're not a sin eater - you're Hildibrand, the gentleman inspector!
>You might occasionally moonlight as a zombie overlord, but trust me, you're a gentleman inspector!
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Hildibrand@Forgiven Gentleman: Urrrgggh... Hurrrggghhh...! Inspector... Sin eater... Inspector... Sin eater...

Theyler: You're acquainted with this, er...gentleman?

Theyler: ...Right, then. Clearly, your friend has been through a lot. But still, how did he get it in his head he's a sin eater?

Vonard: Is there no way to bring back his memories?

''The player takes out a bomb.''

Vonard: Explosives? We're still trying to ''save'' him, right?

''The player throws the bomb at Hildibrand.''

Theyler: Wicked white, we've killed him!

Hildibrand: I say, [Forename]! I had resigned myself to Nashu's ungentle methodology, but you too, my brutish friend!?
Hildibrand: But never mind that. I do not recall the world being quite so purple...
Hildibrand: Previously, I was with Nashu and Greg, wandering the bizarre, shadowy realm known as the “Interspectorial Rift”...

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''Hildibrand appears in Lakeland during the Final Days.''

Hildibrand: Hmm? Where am I...? ''Who'' am I?

Giott: That sickening light. That aggressive posturing. I know what you are. You're one of ''them'', ain't you?
Giott: What you need is a good old-fashioned dwarven decking!
Giott: Piss off, ghost!

''Giott attacks Hildibrand, who ends up stuck face first in a mountainside. A sin eater lands on his legs. Hildibrand wiggles out of the mountainside and falls to the ground. The sin eater flys off.''

Perturbed Merchant: R-Run for your lives! It's a sin eater!

Hildibrand: A sin...eater?

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Vonard: I'll be damned. I saw a vision of the man's past. No wonder he became convinced he was a sin eater.

Theyler: I saw it too. It was, quite possibly, the most ridiculous memory I've ever glimpsed...

Hildibrand: Answer me, my faithful assistant! Where are we─and why is it so ''purple''!?

Hildibrand: ...The “First”? The first what? Are you telling me we've somehow traveled to an entirely different ''world''?

Hildibrand: Good gods! To think that I have transcended the very boundaries of time and space! But worry not, my adoring fans! Hildibrand─agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire─will return to you forthwith!

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Theyler: I can't help but feel that this is not what the Echo was intended for...

Vonard: Explosions, dwarven deckings─is there nothing this man can't withstand?

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