A History of Violence
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A History of Violence
- Quest giver
- Koana
- Location
- Yak T'el (X:11.0, Y:13.0)
- Quest line
Dawntrail Main Scenario Quests- Level
- 94
- Experience
1,048,820- Gil
1,203- Previous quest
Village of the Hunt- Next quest
- The Feat of Repast
- Patch
- 7.0
- Links
- EDB GT TC
Main Scenario Progress: 893 / 987 (90.5%)
Dawntrail Progress: 40 / 134 (29.9%)
“Koana has the look of a man intent on finding bananas.
— In-game description
Rewards
Steps
- Speak with the cheerful cook.
- Speak with Koana.
- Speak with Wuk Lamat.
- Speak with Wuk Evu.
- Speak with Wuk Lamat.
Journal
- Koana has the look of a man intent on finding bananas.
Related NPCs
Dialogue
Spiced ibruq wrapped in najool leaves? That sounds like a winning combination to me!
Let us see if there are najool leaves to be had in town.
Perhaps the cook Urianger mentioned might be persuaded to spare us a few.
An underground oven! This must be the cook Urianger was talking about.
Hmm... The earth here is indeed fashioned into an oven of sorts. Fascinating.
Oh, hello again! Did you need something?
Najool leaves! For purposes other than xibruq pibil, naturally...
Unfortunately, I've just used up my last. You'll have to travel to the lower forests for more.
Golmajiik Grove is the source of the finest najool leaves you'll find. Wild variants you sometimes see in city markets can't compare.
I see... I had hoped to avoid such a lengthy venture, but if there's no other way to obtain our ingredient, then to the Ja Tiika Heartland we shall go.
Allow me to save you the trip.
Traveling there requires that you go through the Ty'iinbek Traverse, but it has caved in. Due to the recent storm, I expect.
What? But that means we can't get our najool leaves!
...But we can, can't we? If there were no other way of procuring them, you would have suspended this feat, or else altered its objective.
Perhaps...
Anyway, I apologize for the interruption, but having overheard your conversation, I felt compelled to chime in.
That's very kind of you. Any last-minute advice you'd be willing to share?
Only to undertake the Feat of Repast with an empty stomach. You may find xibruq pibil to be a delicious but daunting dish to finish.
Heh! I can't wait!
Still...if there are no leaves here, and we can't travel for more, how are we supposed to gather all our ingredients?
These feats are meant to deepen our understanding of the peoples and cultures of Tuliyollal.
So perhaps there is something about xibruq pibil that we have yet to learn. Something of significance other than its recipe or ingredients.
Oh, I see... Like who was the first to make it─its history, that sort of thing!
Ahem! If it's Yak T'el's history you're interested in, you should start with the old war.
Between the Xbr'aal and the Mamool Ja, right?
These forests have borne witness to centuries of warfare, the evidence of which remains a scar upon the earth.
To know the end of that bloodshed is to know xibruq pibil.
Huh? What does steamed ibruq have to do with bloodshed?
Precisely the question we must answer. Vexing though such a detour may seem, I can think of no other way to approach this feat.
In that case, you may wish to visit the site of a settlement ruined by the war. The village of Ilyon Asoh─it lies a short distance to the east.
The village of Ilyon Asoh? Understood! Thank you for your help.
Come, let's go and see this place!
I was told not to talk about xibruq pibil. The history of our people and the─<cough>─important developments therein are another matter.
Everyone knows there was a war between the Mamool Ja and Xbr'aal. But I, uh...may have forgotten some of the details.
The village of Ilyon Asoh must be further east.
Let us continue with haste. For all we know, our competitors may be on our heels.
This place feels forgotten by time...
So this is the village of Ilyon Asoh...or what's left of it.
It was a place of light and life. My great-grandfather called it home, in fact.
Wuk Evu! I didn't know you were in Yak T'el!
I was picking up lumber from Iq Br'aax when I heard the Third Promise was on her way to this site of deep historical significance.
I immediately saw another opportunity to be of service, and so followed you here.
Wuk Evu is a shipwright who came to our aid during the Feat of Reeds.
A pleasure. You are a member of the Third Promise's retinue, I presume?
For the moment, I suppose I am. My name is Koana. Pleased to make your acquaintance.
Koana! Now that's a good name. A familiar name! Where have I heard...
Koana!? As in the Second Promise of Tuliyollal!?
To think that I addressed the Dawnservant's own son as some common retainer! Such disrespect cannot be excused. Please, take up your gun and─
Oh, come on, not this again!
I take no offense, so please do not dwell on it.
All right, then. I shan't dwell on it.
A-And right on cue... At least he's consistent?
I understand you wish to learn about xibruq pibil. While I am forbidden by the Xbr'aax Rax to divulge any information regarding its preparation, I would be happy to share what I know of Yak T'el's history.
We'd appreciate that!
In its most basic sense, the conflict between the Xbr'aal and Mamool Ja was one of land.
The Mamool Ja live in the lower forest, where the thick canopy obscures the sun and the soil is unforgiving to crops. This drove them to covet the upper forest─the home of the Xbr'aal─and they launched a determined campaign to seize it for themselves.
Yet advantage ever favors higher ground, and the Xbr'aal forces held the upper hand against the invaders, rebuffing them time and again.
But as the state of this village would attest, the tide eventually turned. What brought it about?
Something you know all too well: blessed siblings.
You must understand. The Mamool Ja were once a people as much at war with themselves as they were with others.
The Hoobigo, Boonewa, and Doppro each sought to assert dominance over the others, even as they engaged the Xbr'aal in battle.
In an effort to strengthen bonds and discourage infighting, Hoobigo and Boonewa leaders arranged a marriage between their children. However, this political measure altered the course of history in ways no one could have ever imagined.
It was long believed that partners of differing clans could not have children together.
But then it happened. A child arrived who shared the blood of Hoobigo and Boonewa both─a two-headed Mamool Ja.
Blessed with tremendous physical strength and magical prowess, he grew into a mighty warrior before eventually arising as the first Autarch─ruler of all three clans.
Such qualities would dispose anyone to leadership. Character notwithstanding.
Under the Autarch's rule, the newly united Mamool Ja became a force to be feared, and the war soon came to a head.
I think it best you see the results firsthand. Let us visit another battlefield from that time, and there I shall continue the tale.
What happened here...?
By the Twelve...
I hope I have been of sufficient service to the Third Promise.
I never imagined our father was instrumental to xibruq pibil's invention...
Papa really did live up to his words. He traveled the land and learned about our people's myriad cultures.
And we're doing the same now...
Cutscene 1
First they seal Valigarmanda at full strength, and now this...
A field of cinders, indeed... How fierce their clashes must have been.
Until Father ended their endless conflict eighty years ago.
This is where most battles were fought between the Xbr'aal and Mamool Ja─the Xobr'it Cinderfield.
The war over these lands began after the Yok Huy's departure some five hundred years ago.
And for four centuries thereafter, the two enemies repaid violence with violence. A constant stream of minor skirmishes punctuated by massive slaughter.
Accompanied by a retinue of only six, the Dawnservant opposed both armies and brought the fighting to a standstill.
It was during this armistice that both sides gathered for negotiations at the Dawnservant's behest.
For too long you have been bound by your ancestors' violent legacy. It is past time you broke free of it!
Even should one of you succeed in vanquishing the other, your triumph will last only until a new invader arrives.
Tell me─do you know of the vast continent that lies far to the east, where numerous nations vie for dominance?
You do not─and why should you? Affairs beyond the salt we have no intention to cross are of no consequence to us.
Puff your tails and scurry off, then! Cowards like you ill deserve the bounty of this forest.
Tell that to the scale-scum! We fight to protect what is rightfully ours. If not for their greed, we'd be living in peace!
That such technology exists is indisputable─as is foreign powers' awareness of Tural.
If any such country were to develop a taste for Turali soil, and bring to bear the might of innovations we can only imagine─what do you suppose happens then?
He's from across the ocean?
I've been to the ocean before, and it's nothing but water farther than the eye can see! What sort of vessel could possibly reach its end?
You do not know the warlords of the east. But you know that if they came, they would not settle for a single forest.
By joining hands, we might create a unified front─an alliance capable of repelling them or any other foe.
There is no greater proof of this than my companions and I. Alone we are weak, but together we triumphed over Valigarmanda.
Those strengths are born of cooperation─the guiding principle of the nation we envision.
What!? You defeated the Skyruin!?
I'd take you for a liar if the sting of our own defeat wasn't still fresh.
Their coordination was indeed impressive. How the Pelupelu stymied our efforts to cripple the Yok Huy's legs and defend our ballistas...
And when we withdrew to strike again from a distance, the Hanuhanu called the winds to make our arrows miss their marks. In seeking to exploit their weaknesses, we only subjected ourselves to their strengths.
But our feud has lasted for centuries. How do you expect us to join hands now?
Give us an evening to convince you.
And so began that legendary banquet.
One would not expect sworn enemies to abruptly drink to each other's health. And indeed, a tense silence hung over the venue.
But then the Dawnservant called for the exchange of traditional cuisine. So it was that the Mamool Ja partook of spiced meat, and the Xbr'aal steamed najool.
Before long, delight manifested upon the faces of those present, each side impressed by the other's dish. Seeing this, the Dawnservant laughed and declared once more.
Their flavors, he said, would be even better combined. And he proceeded to help them prepare the new creation.
That's xibruq pibil, I'd wager!
It is a marriage of Xbr'aal and Mamool Ja cultures, and proof of their newfound cooperation.
The Dawnservant had asked for a single evening, but the feasting is said to have lasted three days and three nights, so delicious was their repast.
In the end, a peace accord was reached, and the Dawnservant's words at that time still illuminate our way forward.
Ignorance begets strife.
Understanding begets fellowship.
Now then, I trust you understand the significance of xibruq pibil and the history it has written?
Ahahahahahaha!
Sorry, sorry...
It's just...to think that he ended an age-old conflict with food... It's all so absurd, yet somehow so very Papa, I couldn't help but laugh.
Absolutely! Thank you for sharing the story with us.
"Ignorance begets strife. Understanding begets fellowship“...
What's wrong?
Someone was there, you say?
Something bitter and half-baked, no doubt...
Perhaps our competition is cooking up some scheme or another.
Not until those affairs come to Tural─like our honored visitor here.