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Wisdom's End

2026-08-14T19:52:45Z

Kaiketsu: Requirements

{{Quest infobox
| title = Wisdom's End
| description = The Archive senses a change on the isle.
| image = wisdom's end1.png
| quest-giver = Archive
| related-npcs = Expedition Messenger; Index; Iris; Ketenramm; Lookout; Ofangeim
| cutscene-npcs =
| location = North Horn
| location-x = 39.0
| location-y = 38.7
| type = feature
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Records of Unusual Endeavors Quests
| journal-genre = The Occult Crescent Quests
| event =
| sortkey = 18
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| category =
| level = 100
| quest-sync =
| req-quest =
| req-items =
| requirements = Any Disciple of War or Magic (excluding limited jobs) and Attain a knowledge level of 40
| exp = 0
| gil = 1287
| reputation-reward =
| unlocks = ach Universally Crescentialed, ot Occult Record: The Archive (No. 59)
| prev-quest = In the Shadow of the Tower
| next-quest = All Too Fleeting
| patch = 7.55
| id-edb =
| id-gt = 71054
}}

==Steps==
* Speak with Ofangeim in the phantom village.
* Speak with Ketenramm.
* Speak with the expedition messenger at High Tide Harbor.
* Speak with the expedition messenger again.
==Journal==
* The Archive senses a change on the isle.

* The Tower of Magic now lies empty, its twisted tenant slain by your hand. Back at the base camp, the Archive receives news of your success with jubilation, positing that the isle's ward is beginning to dissipate. Hoping the ship might now be free to leave, Ketenramm suggests you speak with Ofangeim to check the vessel is still seaworthy.

* Learning of your victory, Ofangeim orders a thorough inspection of the ship, soon concluding that the vessel is ready to sail. Ketenramm is eager to share the good news, and so asks the crew to assemble in the phantom village, extending an invitation to you, Iris, and the Archive as well. You dutifully head for the plaza, ready to hear the veteran explorer address his comrades.

* Under brilliant blue skies, Ketenramm declares the mystery of Shades' Triangle solved at last and announces the expedition's pending return to Tural. Yet as the crowd whoops and cheers, the old explorer suddenly shifts his tone, asking his faithful crew a favor: that they breathe no word of their exploits upon the isle. Though this precaution is to ensure the knowledge stored within the towers does not fall into the wrong hands, he nevertheless laments the thought of sending his comrades home empty-handed. Despite his worries, however, the crew appear delighted—content at simply having joined the great Ketenramm on his last adventure. Leaving the crowd to their revelry, you gather round as the Archive chastises himself for his actions, prompting Ketenramm to console the old scholar and remind him that the knowledge he so painstakingly preserved may one day save the world. Spirits lifted, the Archive thanks you once again for your endeavors. It is on this high note that you and Ketenramm resolve to make for High Tide Harbor, where the expedition messenger awaits.

* After greeting the relieved expedition messenger, Ketenramm announces he will be making his report to the Dawnservants. You wait for his return by the waterside, preparing to be peppered with myriad questions by the messenger. In due course, Ketenramm returns from the palace and invites you to take a stroll to Morrow's Measure. Stopping in front of one of the great stone plinths that line the way, the venerable explorer informs you that he made his report to the Vow of Reason and mentioned nothing of your discoveries on the Occult Crescent. With the expedition thus officially ending in failure, he begins to muse on the nature of adventure, revealing that thrills and experience, not riches and reward, are what drive him ever onward. Indeed, it appears he is already considering his next steps—despite assurances that this outing would be his last. And so, wondering where Ketenramm's path will lead, you make for High Tide Harbor to speak with the expedition messenger once again.

* Though the messenger has torn up his report at Ketenramm's request, he expresses hope that your discoveries might one day aid the world. For the time being, he thanks you for your contributions and shares that Ketenramm has already departed to oversee his crew's withdrawal from the isle. Though the expedition is at an end, the Occult Crescent remains accessible, should you have unfinished business on those strange, distant shores...
==Related NPCs==
{{Related NPCs}}
==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
-optional start
> If the player has not yet cleared {{i|The Forked Tower: Magic}}
Ketenramm: The crew and I slayed a few more familiars to get those aetherial currents flowin' even smoother. Under the right conditions, that node ought to show up clear as day!
Iris (Occult Crescent)@Iris: Ideally, I would observe your feats wherever you go. Alas, the confines of a tower filled with formidable foes is no place for one so delicate.
Archive: With the whole expedition working in unison, we'll soon prevail!
System: In order to undertake this quest, you must first clear the Forked Tower: Magic or the Forked Tower: Magic (Extreme).
System: Please note that a knowledge level of 40 is required to undertake either critical encounter.
> If the player has cleared any difficulty of the Forked Tower: Magic
Ketenramm: That spring in yer step's a dead giveaway! Ye've defeated the Index, haven't ye?
Iris (Occult Crescent)@Iris: Thank you for vanquishing the Index!
---
-optional end

===Accepting the quest===
Archive: [Forename]! Might I surmise the Index was slain by your hand? I no longer sense his presence...

Ketenramm: I'm bettin' ye fought tooth and nail to reach the Index and bring him down. Needless to say, we're glad to see yer none the worse for wear!

Archive: I don't wish to dampen the mood, but his defeat will not immediately restore the North Horn to its original state...
Archive: Nevertheless, with his reckless experiments laid to rest, the world can rest easy.

Iris (Occult Crescent)@Iris: Thanks to you, my heart wells with hope for the isle. I look forward to witnessing its recovery over the years to come!

Archive: Of course, with the demise of the Index, the isle's ward ought to gradually dissipate.
Archive: As will the force that has held your ship in place. In fact, you might be able to leave already.

Ketenramm: Let's go pay Ofangeim a visit then, shall we?

-quest accepted

===Speak with Ofangeim in the phantom village===
-optional start
Ketenramm: Must've been a lonely vigil out here in the harbor. Ofangeim's done well to keep the ship safe.

Archive: I must say, this really is a magnificent vessel. A far cry from the leaky skiff I arrived on...

Iris (Occult Crescent)@Iris: The isle ''will'' recover... I'm absolutely sure of that.
-optional end

-cutscene start
Ofangeim: So ye finally gave that architect feller a good drubbin', did ye? Crackin' effort!
Ofangeim: Look sharp! I want the whole ship checked, on the double!
Ofangeim: Sorry to keep ye waitin'.
Ofangeim: There's nary a trace of the magicks that had the ship pinned in place. I tell ye, it's a good thing we'd dropped anchor...
Ofangeim: Anyroad, the seas are calm and the winds are fair—we're ready to set sail at a moment's notice!

Ketenramm: Heh. I bet the old hulk'll be glad to see the back of these shores.
Ketenramm: Gather the crew in the plaza, would ye? I've got a few words to say.

Ofangeim: Aye aye!

Ketenramm: If ye don't mind, I'd like you lot to join us.
-cutscene end

===Speak with Ketenramm===
-optional start
Archive: 'Tis a relief to know you and your companions will make it safely off the isle. Though I can't help but think of those who came before you that weren't so fortunate...

Iris (Occult Crescent)@Iris: The isle will feel quiet once you've all gone...
-optional end

-cutscene start
Ketenramm: Since arrivin' on these shores, we've all toiled long and hard—given up our creature comforts, gone toe-to-toe with terrifyin' beasties... But that graft has paid off at last, because we've finally solved the mystery lurkin' in the heart of Shades' Triangle.
Ketenramm: And that ain't the only good news. Thanks to [Forename], the ward surroundin' the island has been dispelled.
Ketenramm: In other words, we'll be back drinkin' our fill at Xbalyav Ty'e before we know it!
''The crowd cheers.''
Ketenramm: But before ye start celebratin', I've got a request...
Ketenramm: Not a word of this expedition is to leave the isle. All we've seen, all we've learned, stays with us.
''The crowd reacts in surprise.''
Ketenramm: Of course, that'll mean goin' home empty-handed... But don't worry. This was my decision, and that responsibility lies with me.
Ketenramm: The knowledge contained in those towers is just too dangerous. We've all seen the consequences when it falls into the wrong hands.
Ketenramm: Still, it breaks me heart to have dragged you all this way for nothin'...

Expedition Metallurgist: Wait, so you're saying we'll be the only ones who know what happened on the legendary Ketenramm's last adventure? That's bloody brilliant, that is!

Expedition Escort: Indeed. The experience alone has been well worth the journey!

''The crowd cheers again.''

Ketenramm: Don't...
Ketenramm: Ye'll make this old man cry!

''Ketenramm talks privately with the player, Iris, and the Archive.''

Archive: It's clear to me now that trying to preserve all that knowledge was a mistake...
Archive: I'm no better than those reckless fools who unleashed the War of the Magi upon the world.

Ketenramm: That ain't true.
Ketenramm: Look, I've learned plenty over the years—passin' on what I could to those who'd listen.
Ketenramm: That's how knowledge spreads. From one mind to another, and then on to the next, spawnin' new ideas and cultures along the way.
Ketenramm: Contributin' to that process in me own small way is me proudest achievement.
Ketenramm: But ye can't share what hasn't been preserved in the first place. Think of all those civilizations we know nothin' about—the ones that left naught behind.
Ketenramm: Of course, some of them were no doubt brought to ruin by the same kind of knowledge ye sought to protect.
Ketenramm: But unlike yer fellow scholars from the Fifth Astral Era, you weren't reckless. And without you here to warn us, we might've been loadin' up the ship with dangerous tomes and arcane scrolls this very moment.
Ketenramm: Besides, for all we know, the knowledge ye've gathered here may one day ''prevent'' another catastrophe. So don't go blamin' yerself, my friend!

Iris (Occult Crescent)@Iris: I've watched you since the day you summoned me. I know that your intentions were pure!

Archive: Thank you. Thank you all!
Archive: I suppose it behooves me to think of what purpose this isle might serve moving forward!

Ketenramm: Seein' as how it'll take a while for the crew to get packed up, why don't you and I head back to Tuliyollal? The Dawnservants'll be wantin' to hear me report, for one thing.
-cutscene end
-optional start
Archive: I know you can come and visit whenever you like using that confluence in the harbor, but do take care of yourself, my friend.

Iris (Occult Crescent)@Iris: You needn't worry about the Archive. After all we have endured together, I've no plans to abandon him now.

Ofangeim: With the barrier gone and them arcane powers dispelled, this isle won't be claimin' any more ships. Could this be the end o' the legend o' Shades' Triangle?
-optional end

===Speak with the expedition messenger at High Tide Harbor===
-cutscene start
Expedition Messenger: Ketenramm! [Forename]!
Expedition Messenger: It's a relief to see you both back on dry land!

Ketenramm: Sorry for causin' ye all that worry. The crew'll be headin' back soon, but I figured I'd best make me report ahead of time.
Ketenramm: Like I said earlier, I take full responsibility for this decision. Let me handle the Dawnservants.
Ketenramm: Wait for me here, will ye? I was hopin' we could parley when I'm back from the palace.
-cutscene end
-cutscene start
Ketenramm: Sorry to keep ye waitin', friend. How about we stretch our legs?
Ketenramm: Thought we might take a stroll over to Morrow's Measure.
Ketenramm: When I dropped by the palace to make me report, only the Vow of Reason was there to hear it. Of course, when I say “report,” I left out more than a few key details...
Ketenramm: I told Koana that, while there's plenty of minerals on the island, the difficulty in gettin' there would scupper any commercial operation from the outset. I let him know we'd be makin' a complete withdrawal once we're finished.
Ketenramm: In fact, I recommended we deny the isle exists altogether. Shades' Triangle has claimed enough lives over the years, and I don't want anyone followin' in our footsteps...
Ketenramm: I'm guessin' the Dawnservant sensed somethin' in me demeanor, because he didn't say much more—just that he was glad we were back safe.
Ketenramm: Koana's a smart lad, though. I'd wager he saw right through me.
Ketenramm: Anyroad... Official failure this expedition might've been, it wasn't all for naught.
Ketenramm: Plenty of me fellow explorers met their end tryin' to solve the mystery of Shades' Triangle. What we achieved is no mean feat, I tell ye.
Ketenramm: But, personally, adventure's never been about results or reward. No, it's the sheer excitement that keeps me comin' back.
Ketenramm: I suppose what I'm tryin' to say is... Thanks for indulgin' this old thrill-seeker.
Ketenramm: Oh, there was one last thing Koana said to me. Can ye guess what his words were?
Ketenramm: “Now that you're back, I suppose you can start planning your next adventure.”

Question: What will you say?

> I thought this was supposed to be your ''final'' expedition!
Ketenramm: Aye, that it was. But as soon as I heard the word “next,” me mind started racin'...
> Where are you heading next?
Ketenramm: Heh. Don't you go encouragin' me too!
Ketenramm: There's somethin' about the word “next” that sets me mind racin'...
---
Ketenramm: That's not to say I'll be forsakin' me duty to Tuliyollal. If anything, seein' this nation grow and prosper is a more excitin' prospect than adventures anew.
Ketenramm: While there's still life in these old bones, I'll just have to keep ploddin' along this path of mine.
Ketenramm: Ain't that right, Gulool Ja Ja?
Ketenramm: Havin' said all that...
Ketenramm: Even if I consider adventure to be its own reward, me crew won't settle for thrills as payment. Without somethin' tangible to show for our efforts on the next expedition, I'll have a revolt on me hands!
-cutscene end

===Speak with the expedition messenger again===
Expedition Messenger: I tore up my report once old Ketenramm brought me up to speed.
Expedition Messenger: It feels strange to uncover the truth of the isle only to cover it back up again... But you never know—the world might have need of all that knowledge one day.
Expedition Messenger: Anyhow, Ketenramm set sail a little while earlier. Said he was off to oversee the expedition's withdrawal.
Expedition Messenger: If you've got unfinished business on those shores, feel free to head back yourself.
Expedition Messenger: But for now, let me congratulate you on a job well done!

-quest complete

> If the player has completed {{i|Final Phantasm}}
System: A new weapon enhancement quest is now available from Lydirceil in the phantom village.
---
</nowiki>}}
[[Category:Has datamined dialogue]]

All Too Fleeting

2026-08-14T19:52:13Z

Kaiketsu: Typo

{{Quest infobox
| title = All Too Fleeting
| description = Lydirceil is planning a spot of revelry.
| image = all too fleeting1.png
| quest-giver = Lydirceil
| related-npcs = Archive; Brigid; Dodokkuli; Ermina; Expedition Metallurgist; Gerolt
| cutscene-npcs =
| location = Phantom Village
| location-x = 6.6
| location-y = 7.2
| type = feature
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Weapon Enhancement Sidequests
| journal-genre = Phantom Weapons Quests
| event =
| sortkey = 35
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| category =
| level = 100
| quest-sync =
| req-quest = Wisdom's End
| req-items =
| requirements = Any Disciple of War or Magic (excluding limited jobs)
| exp = 0
| gil = 966
| reward1 = 1 Phantom Philleter
| reputation-reward =
| unlocks = ach A Knife to Remember
| prev-quest = Final Phantasm
| next-quest =
| patch = 7.55
| id-edb = caadf563e53
| id-gt = 71042
}}

==Rewards==

*[[SMW::off]][[File:Phantom philleter icon1.png|20px|link=Phantom Philleter|alt=Phantom Philleter]] 1 [[Phantom Philleter]][[SMW::on]]

;Unlocks

*[[SMW::off]][[File:A knife to remember icon1.png|20px|link=A Knife to Remember|alt=A Knife to Remember]] [[A Knife to Remember]][[SMW::on]]
==Steps==
* Wait at the designated location.
* Speak with Lydirceil.
==Journal==
* Lydirceil is planning a spot of revelry.

* To mark the expedition's conclusion and the completion of your phantom weapon, Lydirceil proposes a modest celebration. As Gerolt relishes the prospect of more reckless rum-drinking, and Dodokkuli envisions a slightly less rambunctious affair, Ermina strolls over, announcing that the House of Splendors will cover all expenses. Leaving you somewhat stunned by this display of generosity, she bids you wait while she makes the necessary preparations.

* With the group gathered around an improvised table laden with food and drink, Ermina congratulates you on your endeavors, going on to reveal some unexpectedly fortuitous news: after all his hard work on the phantom weapon, Gerolt's debts are no more. Freed from his contractual obligations to the House of Splendors, the cantankerous weaponsmith rejoices in the thought of peddling his newly acquired techniques to anyone but Rowena. Alas, Ermina is quick to remind him of the unfortunate truth. Far from being a source of future income, Gerolt's new skills will be rendered useless the moment he leaves the isle—a fact corroborated by the Archive, somewhat worse for wear after a cup of rum too many. In his desperation, Gerolt seizes upon the idea of using the Phantom Philleter on himself, but soon comes to regret this utterance when the Archive turns on him, knife in shaking hand... Though you could happily watch the drunken tonberry chase Gerolt around the phantom village for hours on end, it seems Lydirceil would have a final word with you.

* Lydirceil informs you that despite the Archive's best efforts, his knife was not capable of resolving Gerolt's problem. Unsurprisingly, the weaponsmith is truly crestfallen and plans to linger on the Occult Crescent—unwilling to relinquish his hard-won skills just yet. Reminding you that Dodokkuli and Brigid remain on hand to tend to your phantom weapon needs, Lydirceil presents you with a replica of the Phantom Philleter as a keepsake before bidding you a fond farewell.
==Related NPCs==
{{Related NPCs}}
==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
> If the player has not yet completed the required quest {{i|Wisdom's End}}
Gerolt: There I was, baskin' in the glory o' me greatest weaponsmithin' achievement to date, an' that bilge rat had to bring up me dire financial straits...

Lydirceil: I reckon that phantom weapon'll come in handy while yer out there unravelin' the isle's mysteries!

System: To unlock this quest, you must complete the sidequest “Wisdom's End.”
---
===Accepting the quest===
-cutscene start
Lydirceil: Well, you an' the rest o' the expedition've solved the isle's mysteries, an' yer phantom weapon's in a state o' true perfection.
Lydirceil: I thought we might 'old a celebration o' sorts before we start packin' up.

Gerolt: Now yer talkin'! I reckon we've all earned ourselves a swig o' the good stuff.

Dodokkuli: After your near ceaseless imbibing, I'd be surprised if there was any rum left at all...
Dodokkuli: Nevertheless, I should very much like to participate! As long as the carousing is kept to a respectful minimum, of course.

Lydirceil: We can invite the Archive as well. By the sounds of it, the poor feller could use a distraction...
Lydirceil: Perfect opportunity to give 'im 'is knife back, too!

Ermina: If you're planning a celebration, the House of Splendors will gladly provide the food and beverages.
Ermina: I too have been informed of Ketenramm's decision. While I lament having to abandon the priceless relics and mineral wealth we have uncovered, this expedition has been profitable in a less tangible sense...
Ermina: I am referring, of course, to Gerolt's return to form as an artisan. My employer is greatly encouraged by these developments, and has instructed me to provide proportionate...recompense.

Gerolt: Heh! Surprisingly generous o' the gil-pinchin' harridan.
Gerolt: I say we drink up every last drop o' rum on the island—that way the ship'll be lighter on the way back!

Lydirceil: Sure ye don't want to save some for the return journey? Ye'll be complainin' o' thirst as soon as we weigh anchor!

Ermina: Please wait here while I make the necessary arrangements.
-quest accepted
-cutscene end

===Wait at the designated location.===
-optional start
Gerolt: Heh heh! Seems Rowena's finally affordin' me the respect I deserve.

Lydirceil: Despite bein' shipped off to work on a remote island in the middle o' Shades' Triangle, Ermina's always calm an' collected. She ain't yer average merchant, that's for bleedin' well sure...
-optional end

-cutscene start
Ermina: Allow me to commend your accomplishments upon the Occult Crescent—remarkable feats of artisanal prowess included.
Ermina: I also wish to take this opportunity to share some good news.
Ermina: Taking into account his phenomenal work on the phantom weaponry, by our calculations, Gerolt has paid off his debts in their entirety.
Ermina: All contractual obligations to the House of Splendors are hereby fulfilled. You are free to leave the island at your earliest convenience.

Gerolt: I thought ye'd saddle me with some ludicrous rate of interest to keep me toilin' away forever.
Gerolt: I can finally leave this blasted rock behind!

Ermina: Your return would be most welcome. After all, we have a myriad of opportunities for further employment.

Gerolt: Listen. I've acquired some o' the finest smithin' techniques known to mankind on this rock—me own bleedin' hands are coursin' with arcane power, for gods' sake.
Gerolt: Punters'll be linin' up just to catch a glimpse o' me, let alone try an' hire me! Yer daft if ye think I'm ever workin' for that wench again!

Ermina: Is that so...?
Ermina: Are you sure circumstances will prove so favorable?

Gerolt: Enough o' this mealymouthed bollocks. What d'ye mean?

Ermina: Oh dear. I thought you were perfectly aware of the limitations of any knowledge acquired on these shores...

''The Archive, drunk and red on the face, starts talking.''
Archive: Have you already forgotten? Then allow me to—<hic>—refresh your memory!
Archive: The techniques you have learned are all contingent on the isle's unique aetherial environment.
Archive: This applies to both the orbs necessary for aetheric infusion, ''and'' your hammer—enhanced as it is by means of aetheric conversion. The moment you leave the Occult Crescent, their power will—<hic>—dissipate entirely.

Brigid: Nor will I be joining you on your onward journey. In fact, henceforth I shall only offer my services to the adventurer.

Gerolt: No... There's got to be a solution! H-Here's what we'll do: we'll slice right through all that illusory aether an' leave only me innate talents behind!

''The Archive turns back...''
Archive: Hohoh. I thought you'd never—<hic>—arrive at that conclusion...
''and wields his Phantom Philleter.''
Archive: I shall dispel the aetheric illusion wreathing your corporeal form!
Archive: Here I—<hic>—come!

Gerolt: How much bloody rum have you had? Ye can't even hold yer knife steady!

Archive: Have no fear, for I know all there is to know—including where to make a perfectly—<hic>—painless incision.

Gerolt: Daft bastard! Ye ain't comin' anywhere near me!
Gerolt: Oi, someone restrain the bleedin' menace!
''Gerolt runs away from the Archive chasing him, while the rest of the group laughs.''
-cutscene end
===Speak with Lydirceil.===
-optional start
Gerolt: <pant> <pant> Managed to lose the crazed little bugger, but that scarperin' around's sobered me right up... Waste o' good rum, I tell ye... <wheeze>
-optional end
-cutscene start
Lydirceil: That was a good ol' knees-up—until the Archive started brandishin' 'is knife, that is... Speakin' o' which, I decided to keep 'old of it until we leave.
''Gerolt is shown kneeling before Ermina and Dodokkuli.''
Lydirceil: Unfortunately, even with the “Phantom Philleter,” there's no way for Gerolt to use the skills 'e's learned 'ere elsewhere.
Lydirceil: To make matters worse, the 'Ouse o' Splendors is gonna start chargin' 'im if 'e stays on the isle any longer.
Lydirceil: 'E'd be better off leavin' before accumulatin' any more debt, but I guess 'e ain't ready to let go o' them techniques so soon...
Lydirceil: Oh, before I forget, the Archive asked me to give ye this.
Lydirceil: That's a replica o' the Phantom Philleter. Unlike the real thing, there ain't a smidgen o' power in it—but it'll make a fine keepsake, I reckon.
Lydirceil: As for us lot, we'll be 'ere until the expedition leaves. Drop by if ye need to tinker with yer phantom weapons or get another one enhanced. Dodokkuli an' Brigid'll be more than 'appy to 'elp.
Lydirceil: Take care o' yerself!
-quest complete
-cutscene end
</nowiki>}}
[[Category:Has datamined dialogue]]

All Too Fleeting

2026-08-14T19:50:49Z

Kaiketsu: Quest requirements

{{Quest infobox
| title = All Too Fleeting
| description = Lydirceil is planning a spot of revelry.
| image = all too fleeting1.png
| quest-giver = Lydirceil
| related-npcs = Archive; Brigid; Dodokkuli; Ermina; Expedition Metallurgist; Gerolt
| cutscene-npcs =
| location = Phantom Village
| location-x = 6.6
| location-y = 7.2
| type = feature
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Weapon Enhancement Sidequests
| journal-genre = Phantom Weapons Quests
| event =
| sortkey = 35
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| category =
| level = 100
| quest-sync =
| req-quest = Wisdom's End
| req-items =
| requirements = Any Disciple of War or Magic (excluding limited jobs)
Attain a knowledge level of 40
| exp = 0
| gil = 966
| reward1 = 1 Phantom Philleter
| reputation-reward =
| unlocks = ach A Knife to Remember
| prev-quest = Final Phantasm
| next-quest =
| patch = 7.55
| id-edb = caadf563e53
| id-gt = 71042
}}
==Rewards==

*[[SMW::off]][[File:Phantom philleter icon1.png|20px|link=Phantom Philleter|alt=Phantom Philleter]] 1 [[Phantom Philleter]][[SMW::on]]

;Unlocks

*[[SMW::off]][[File:A knife to remember icon1.png|20px|link=A Knife to Remember|alt=A Knife to Remember]] [[A Knife to Remember]][[SMW::on]]
==Steps==
* Wait at the designated location.
* Speak with Lydirceil.
==Journal==
* Lydirceil is planning a spot of revelry.

* To mark the expedition's conclusion and the completion of your phantom weapon, Lydirceil proposes a modest celebration. As Gerolt relishes the prospect of more reckless rum-drinking, and Dodokkuli envisions a slightly less rambunctious affair, Ermina strolls over, announcing that the House of Splendors will cover all expenses. Leaving you somewhat stunned by this display of generosity, she bids you wait while she makes the necessary preparations.

* With the group gathered around an improvised table laden with food and drink, Ermina congratulates you on your endeavors, going on to reveal some unexpectedly fortuitous news: after all his hard work on the phantom weapon, Gerolt's debts are no more. Freed from his contractual obligations to the House of Splendors, the cantankerous weaponsmith rejoices in the thought of peddling his newly acquired techniques to anyone but Rowena. Alas, Ermina is quick to remind him of the unfortunate truth. Far from being a source of future income, Gerolt's new skills will be rendered useless the moment he leaves the isle—a fact corroborated by the Archive, somewhat worse for wear after a cup of rum too many. In his desperation, Gerolt seizes upon the idea of using the Phantom Philleter on himself, but soon comes to regret this utterance when the Archive turns on him, knife in shaking hand... Though you could happily watch the drunken tonberry chase Gerolt around the phantom village for hours on end, it seems Lydirceil would have a final word with you.

* Lydirceil informs you that despite the Archive's best efforts, his knife was not capable of resolving Gerolt's problem. Unsurprisingly, the weaponsmith is truly crestfallen and plans to linger on the Occult Crescent—unwilling to relinquish his hard-won skills just yet. Reminding you that Dodokkuli and Brigid remain on hand to tend to your phantom weapon needs, Lydirceil presents you with a replica of the Phantom Philleter as a keepsake before bidding you a fond farewell.
==Related NPCs==
{{Related NPCs}}
==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
> If the player has not yet completed the required quest {{i|Wisdom's End}}
Gerolt: There I was, baskin' in the glory o' me greatest weaponsmithin' achievement to date, an' that bilge rat had to bring up me dire financial straits...

Lydirceil: I reckon that phantom weapon'll come in handy while yer out there unravelin' the isle's mysteries!

System: To unlock this quest, you must complete the sidequest “Wisdom's End.”
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===Accepting the quest===
-cutscene start
Lydirceil: Well, you an' the rest o' the expedition've solved the isle's mysteries, an' yer phantom weapon's in a state o' true perfection.
Lydirceil: I thought we might 'old a celebration o' sorts before we start packin' up.

Gerolt: Now yer talkin'! I reckon we've all earned ourselves a swig o' the good stuff.

Dodokkuli: After your near ceaseless imbibing, I'd be surprised if there was any rum left at all...
Dodokkuli: Nevertheless, I should very much like to participate! As long as the carousing is kept to a respectful minimum, of course.

Lydirceil: We can invite the Archive as well. By the sounds of it, the poor feller could use a distraction...
Lydirceil: Perfect opportunity to give 'im 'is knife back, too!

Ermina: If you're planning a celebration, the House of Splendors will gladly provide the food and beverages.
Ermina: I too have been informed of Ketenramm's decision. While I lament having to abandon the priceless relics and mineral wealth we have uncovered, this expedition has been profitable in a less tangible sense...
Ermina: I am referring, of course, to Gerolt's return to form as an artisan. My employer is greatly encouraged by these developments, and has instructed me to provide proportionate...recompense.

Gerolt: Heh! Surprisingly generous o' the gil-pinchin' harridan.
Gerolt: I say we drink up every last drop o' rum on the island—that way the ship'll be lighter on the way back!

Lydirceil: Sure ye don't want to save some for the return journey? Ye'll be complainin' o' thirst as soon as we weigh anchor!

Ermina: Please wait here while I make the necessary arrangements.
-quest accepted
-cutscene end

===Wait at the designated location.===
-optional start
Gerolt: Heh heh! Seems Rowena's finally affordin' me the respect I deserve.

Lydirceil: Despite bein' shipped off to work on a remote island in the middle o' Shades' Triangle, Ermina's always calm an' collected. She ain't yer average merchant, that's for bleedin' well sure...
-optional end

-cutscene start
Ermina: Allow me to commend your accomplishments upon the Occult Crescent—remarkable feats of artisanal prowess included.
Ermina: I also wish to take this opportunity to share some good news.
Ermina: Taking into account his phenomenal work on the phantom weaponry, by our calculations, Gerolt has paid off his debts in their entirety.
Ermina: All contractual obligations to the House of Splendors are hereby fulfilled. You are free to leave the island at your earliest convenience.

Gerolt: I thought ye'd saddle me with some ludicrous rate of interest to keep me toilin' away forever.
Gerolt: I can finally leave this blasted rock behind!

Ermina: Your return would be most welcome. After all, we have a myriad of opportunities for further employment.

Gerolt: Listen. I've acquired some o' the finest smithin' techniques known to mankind on this rock—me own bleedin' hands are coursin' with arcane power, for gods' sake.
Gerolt: Punters'll be linin' up just to catch a glimpse o' me, let alone try an' hire me! Yer daft if ye think I'm ever workin' for that wench again!

Ermina: Is that so...?
Ermina: Are you sure circumstances will prove so favorable?

Gerolt: Enough o' this mealymouthed bollocks. What d'ye mean?

Ermina: Oh dear. I thought you were perfectly aware of the limitations of any knowledge acquired on these shores...

''The Archive, drunk and red on the face, starts talking.''
Archive: Have you already forgotten? Then allow me to—<hic>—refresh your memory!
Archive: The techniques you have learned are all contingent on the isle's unique aetherial environment.
Archive: This applies to both the orbs necessary for aetheric infusion, ''and'' your hammer—enhanced as it is by means of aetheric conversion. The moment you leave the Occult Crescent, their power will—<hic>—dissipate entirely.

Brigid: Nor will I be joining you on your onward journey. In fact, henceforth I shall only offer my services to the adventurer.

Gerolt: No... There's got to be a solution! H-Here's what we'll do: we'll slice right through all that illusory aether an' leave only me innate talents behind!

''The Archive turns back...''
Archive: Hohoh. I thought you'd never—<hic>—arrive at that conclusion...
''and wields his Phantom Philleter.''
Archive: I shall dispel the aetheric illusion wreathing your corporeal form!
Archive: Here I—<hic>—come!

Gerolt: How much bloody rum have you had? Ye can't even hold yer knife steady!

Archive: Have no fear, for I know all there is to know—including where to make a perfectly—<hic>—painless incision.

Gerolt: Daft bastard! Ye ain't comin' anywhere near me!
Gerolt: Oi, someone restrain the bleedin' menace!
''Gerolt runs away from the Archive chasing him, while the rest of the group laughs.''
-cutscene end
===Speak with Lydirceil.===
-optional start
Gerolt: <pant> <pant> Managed to lose the crazed little bugger, but that scarperin' around's sobered me right up... Waste o' good rum, I tell ye... <wheeze>
-optional end
-cutscene start
Lydirceil: That was a good ol' knees-up—until the Archive started brandishin' 'is knife, that is... Speakin' o' which, I decided to keep 'old of it until we leave.
''Gerolt is shown kneeling before Ermina and Dodokkuli.''
Lydirceil: Unfortunately, even with the “Phantom Philleter,” there's no way for Gerolt to use the skills 'e's learned 'ere elsewhere.
Lydirceil: To make matters worse, the 'Ouse o' Splendors is gonna start chargin' 'im if 'e stays on the isle any longer.
Lydirceil: 'E'd be better off leavin' before accumulatin' any more debt, but I guess 'e ain't ready to let go o' them techniques so soon...
Lydirceil: Oh, before I forget, the Archive asked me to give ye this.
Lydirceil: That's a replica o' the Phantom Philleter. Unlike the real thing, there ain't a smidgen o' power in it—but it'll make a fine keepsake, I reckon.
Lydirceil: As for us lot, we'll be 'ere until the expedition leaves. Drop by if ye need to tinker with yer phantom weapons or get another one enhanced. Dodokkuli an' Brigid'll be more than 'appy to 'elp.
Lydirceil: Take care o' yerself!
-quest complete
-cutscene end
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