A Sultana's Resolve
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A Sultana's Resolve
- Quest giver
- Nanamo Ul Namo
- Location
- The Gold Saucer (X:5.8, Y:7.0)
- Quest line
- Post-Stormblood Main Scenario Quests
- Level
- 70
- Experience
10,800- Gil
2,896- Previous quest
A Sultana's Duty- Next quest
- Securing the Saltery
- Patch
- 4.1
Main Scenario Progress: 509 / 960 (53%)
Stormblood Progress: 130 / 162 (80.2%)
“Nanamo appears to be reassessing her plans.
— In-game description
Rewards
- Choose one of the following options:
Steps
- Speak with Hancock in Kugane.
- Speak with Nanamo in Ul'dah.
- Speak with Nanamo at the Waking Sands.
- Speak with Nanamo.
Journal
There are no journal entries for this quest.
Dialogue
Accepting the Quest
Nanamo Ul Namo: Profit... The thought never even crossed my mind. Nanamo Ul Namo: But standing about lamenting my naivety will not do anyone any good. I shall consider my lesson learned, and press on. Nanamo Ul Namo: [Forename]—are you perchance acquainted with any successful merchants? If my attempt at philanthropy is obliged to reap a profit, it would seem wise to consult someone with a knack for business. Nanamo Ul Namo: Hm... Ordinarily, I would not trust any agent of the East Aldenard Trading Company—but if you hold this Hancock fellow in high esteem, I am content to be led by you. You may repay my faith by journeying to distant Kugane and speaking to him on my behalf. Nanamo Ul Namo: Eager though I am to visit those shores, I have not the leisure for a lengthy sea voyage. Now, assuming you will travel as adventurers are wont to do, I shall await your report by the aetheryte in Ul'dah. A fair journey to you, [Forename]—and a swift one, if you please.
Speaking with Hancock in Kugane
East Aldenard Trading Company Aide: Greetings, honored [madam/sir]. Will you be entering the Ruby Bazaar offices?
Hancock: [Forename]! To what do I owe the pleasure? Or are you here on business? Hancock: ...I beg your pardon? Her Grace the sultana would have my opinion on how best to invest the wealth of Ul'dah? Hancock: My dear [Forename]... I have you to thank for this...recognition, I am sure. And I am flattered that you came to me. Truly flattered. Hancock: But why settle for a lowly apprentice, when you could have the master! Upon matters of profit, there is no living soul better-qualified to advise Her Grace than Chairman Lolorito─a man whose morning “exertions” are said to fill his garderobe with gold! Hancock: I should be happy to arrange a meeting for you...say, at the Scions' former headquarters in Thanalan? The Waking Sands would seem a suitably neutral venue for negotiations, don't you think? Fare you well, [Forename], and may your dealings prove fruitful! (Optional) Hancock: You will not find a shrewder merchant than Chairman Lolorito. Would that I could be present to witness the back-and-forth of your coming negotiations!
Speak with Nanamo in Ul'dah (Cutscene)
Nanamo Ul Namo: Welcome back, [Forename]. Did your merchant friend have any useful advice to share? Nanamo Ul Namo: ...With Lolorito!? And you agreed to this!? Nanamo Ul Namo: I am well aware of his standing in the field of business. But I had hoped to keep the Monetarists at arm's length, and him in particular... Nanamo Ul Namo: ...Nay. I cannot live in fear of the man. I must learn how to treat with him if I am to rule Ul'dah effectively. Nanamo Ul Namo: Very well! I will meet with Lolorito. Let us go on ahead to the Waking Sands, and prepare for his coming.
Speaking with Nanamo at the Waking Sands
Nanamo Ul Namo: So this is where the Scions first congregated... I have heard many tales, but never had occasion to visit. Nanamo Ul Namo: To work, then. The hour of the meeting draws near, and I would gather my thoughts. Pray see to it that we have the appointed room to ourselves.
Cutscene
Lolorito: A personal summons from the Scions─this must be important business indeed. Though if it concerns anything so underhand as an assassination, I fear I can be of little help. Lolorito: Hm hm hm hm. Lolorito: You have made your point. Lolorito: 'Tis indeed unsettling to find oneself seated across from an impassive mask. Lolorito: There. Would this better please Your Grace? Or should I address you as “Lady Lilira,” hmm?
Nanamo Ul Namo: Nay, the deception has served its purpose. I am glad to see you found amusement in my little jest, Lord Lolorito, but shall we proceed to the business at hand?
Lolorito: By all means. I must say, I am most eager to hear your proposal.
Nanamo Ul Namo: Simply put, I would aid the refugees camped in Thanalan in their efforts to return to Ala Mhigo. Nanamo Ul Namo: The reparations you paid in the wake of your earlier misdemeanors will be used to fund the endeavor─together with the fortune seized from the late Teledji Adeledji's estate. Nanamo Ul Namo: But this plan is not intended to benefit the displaced alone. I would make of this an investment which shall enrich Ul'dah and Ala Mhigo both. Nanamo Ul Namo: And who better to consult on matters of profit than the wealthiest man in all of Thanalan? I beseech you, then, Lord Lolorito...share with us your mercantile wisdom.
Lolorito: Ah heh heh... 'Twould seem Your Grace has matured beyond acts of earnest yet misplaced charity. Pray tell me more... Lolorito: To summarize: in return for facilitating the repatriation of refugees, and assisting in the establishment of new industry in Ala Mhigo, you ask that a proportion of all subsequent profits be promised to Ul'dah. Lolorito: I am impressed, Your Grace. 'Tis an elegant solution─albeit one lacking certain crucial details, specifically which industry and where.
Nanamo Ul Namo: How swiftly you identify the weakness in my plan, just as I knew you would. Nanamo Ul Namo: Your travels have taken you across the length and breadth of Gyr Abania, and you know the land far better than I. Nanamo Ul Namo: Which of the settlements you visited would best provide a home for our refugees? Which has the greatest potential to flourish, given the appropriate investment?
< What will you say? > < Ala Gannha. > < Ala Ghiri. > < The Saltery. > (If select Ala Gannha and Ala Ghiri, the following dialogue option appears) < Clearly you want me to say "the Saltery." >
< Ala Gannha. > Lolorito: Yes, a quarry town certainly does carry the potential for profit─at least, it would do, were it situated anywhere near a lucrative market. It would cost more to transport the materials than they are worth. In my humble opinion. (Back to making a selection)
< Ala Ghiri. > Lolorito: Yes, if a stable trade route can be established between Ul'dah and Ala Mhigo, then Ala Ghiri would once more become an important waypoint. But while such growth would greatly benefit its current residents, I am afraid it could sustain little beyond that... (Back to making a selection)
< The Saltery > OR < Clearly you want me to say "the Saltery." > Lolorito: Ah, yes─that desolate little village on the shore of Loch Seld. Lolorito: I know the Saltery and its products well. The imperial invasion brought an end to their more widespread distribution, much to the dismay of many a wealthy gourmand. Myself included. Lolorito: Salt has ever been a transformative ingredient. And in this instance, I daresay it could transform a modicum of effort into a mountain of gil.
Nanamo Ul Namo: The local citizens will need to be consulted, of course, but I trust the East Aldenard Trading Company can be relied upon to provide its assistance in negotiating a mutually beneficial arrangement.
Lolorito: Naturally, Your Grace. I shall dispatch representatives well versed in the extraction of this “white gold,” and wring every last onze of profit from its production. Lolorito: The loch's bounty will contribute to Ala Mhigo's enrichment, whilst easing the burden on the Bull's aching shoulders─just as Your Grace desired.
Nanamo Ul Namo: A deal is struck, then!
Speaking with Nanamo
Nanamo Ul Namo: <sigh> I fear it will be many years before I feel comfortable taking part in such negotiations. Nanamo Ul Namo: But I shall not complain. We have piqued Lolorito's interest and secured his invaluable expertise. Thank you, [Forename]. I could not have done it without you.