Corn of Necessity
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Corn of Necessity
- Quest giver
- The Cornservant
- Location
- Tuliyollal (X:16.4, Y:12.8)
- Quest line
Yok Tural Sidequests
┗ Tuliyollal Sidequests- Level
- 90
- Required quest
The Rite of Succession- Experience
372,960-418,320- Next quest
Too Much of a Good Thing Stretched Thin- Patch
- 7.0
- Links
- EDB GT TC
You happen upon a curious cob of corn that almost seems alive.
— In-game description
Rewards
Walkthrough
The Curious Corn's "grossly incandescant" comment is a reference to a line by Solaire of Astora from Dark Souls.
Steps
- Speak with the Cornservant and have them accompany you.
- Speak with the hungry citizens of Tuliyollal while the Cornservant is accompanying you.
- Accompany the Cornservant to Morrow's Measure and speak with them.
- Speak with the Cornservant.
Journal
- You happen upon a curious cob of corn that almost seems alive.
- You speak with the curious cob of corn, which you discover is an ancient spirit that refers to itself as the Cornservant. Forgotten and lost to time, the Cornservant feared it would fade away completely. Your presence, however, has given the jubilant cob renewed hope. It longs to nourish the hearts and bellies of Tuliyollal, and with your help, they believe their purpose can be fulfilled.
- ※Please note that the difficulty of this quest has been synced to your current level.
- The Cornservant asks that you accompany them about the city. Should you find any hungry citizens in need of both physical and spiritual nourishment, the Cornservant will provide food taken from their own cob to feed them.
- You find three hungry citizens on your walk about Tuliyollal, and to each one the Cornservant offers a perfectly grilled corn on the cob. With these acts of kindness complete, the Cornservant appears satisfied with a job well done.
- The Cornservant can hear no more bellies in need of filling, its kernels swelling with joy. They wish to offer you a proper thanks, and so invites you over to the Arch of the Dawn.
- Though the bellies of Tuliyollal are filled, there are other hungry souls in the world that cry out for sustenance. The Cornservant would answer their calls, but not before offering you a small token of appreciation─corn fresh from their own cob.
Dialogue
<rustle> <rustle> ...
The rustling of this corn sounds not unlike a dejected sigh. And you could swear it is looking out at the ocean.
Oh, woe is me...
What will you say?
What's the matter?
Are you all right?
<rustle> You... You can see me!?
Oh, blessed be!
For countless ages have I watched over these lands. When man first tilled her soil, I was there. When they partook of her bounty, I was there! A silent guardian of the harvest, my presence unmistakable.
Yet the passage of time would bring change to the people. They began to forget the old ways. Forget me...
I traveled the lands hither and yon, yet no matter where I went, I remained unseen and unheard. I feared before long I might shuck this nigh-immortal cob.
Yet here at the last, I have found a kindly soul able and willing to lend me an ear. But will she/he lend me a hand as well, I wonder?
I wish to help the people of Tural—fill their hearts and bellies both, lest their hunger invite terrible misfortune.
All that are born into this world are deserving of happiness, would you not agree? So let them eat, I say! Eat corn and be merry!
Alas, I cannot reach them in my diminished state, but you can! And so I shall bequeath unto you the most delectable corn dishes, which are to then be distributed to the masses. What say you?
<rustle> Such selflessness, such compassion! How long has it been since last I met a soul so grossly incandescent? I am but a humble stalk basking in the warmth of your generous heart. Well, my friend, let us be off!
The curious corn spirit has elected to be referred to as the Cornservant. Speak with them again when you are ready to spread corn and happiness to the masses.
<rustle> Goodness, how long has it been since last man has partaken of my corn? I can hardly wait!
The hungry bellies of Tural cry out for satiation. Let us sally forth!
The Cornservant is now following you. Keep them at your side in order to proceed with quest objectives.
You can leave the Cornservant behind by entering a different area, or by speaking with them and selecting the option to part ways.
If you wish to have the Cornservant join you again, return and speak with them at the original location.
What will you do?
Speak with the Cornservant.
Part ways with the Cornservant.
Nothing.
This is hardly the idle time for chatter, my friend. We have bellies to fill!
The rumbling of bellies in need has ceased. Come, let us find a quiet place to speak.
Pressing business, you say? Then I shall await your return at the High Tide Harbor.
Are you sure you wish to part ways with the Cornservant?
You are returned! Good, good. Let the belly filling resume!
Our work is done for now. Come, let us find a quiet place to speak.
There can be no merrymaking without delicious corn cuisine. Perhaps the Cornservant can offer them sustenance.
There can be no merrymaking without delicious corn cuisine. Perhaps the Cornservant can offer them sustenance.
<sigh> What am I to do now? I'm like to starve at this rate...
<rustle> His belly—it speaks to me! I bid you offer him this grilled corn, seared to perfection with the hope that yet burns in my corny bosom.
Is that...grilled corn? For me?
That's awful kind of you. I'm new to Tuliyollal, and it's been pretty hard. Harder since I lost my job. I've been so hungry lately I can barely think straight. But the smell of this corn with its smoky-sweet aroma has brightened my day. I can hardly wait to eat it!
Feels like maybe my luck is starting to turn around. Thank you, miss/sir. I won't forget this!
<sigh> Perhaps I'll simply skip dinner/breakfast/lunch today...
A belly and heart both in dire need of nourishment! <rustle> Here—take of my cob. Let its earthy scent and savory flavors offer her comfort.
Grilled corn? My husband loved grilled corn...
Life simply isn't the same without him. One moment I think I'm fine, then suddenly I find myself brought to tears. Even eating has been a struggle. But I know he wouldn't want me to mourn him.
Thank you for this. I'll try to do better. For his sake and mine.
I'm so hungry, but I have no money... May the gods forgive me for what I'm about to do.
Do you hear that, friend? <rustle> His belly weeps from hunger! Pray offer him this corn. Let its smoky sweetness give him comfort, and deliver him from foul temptation.
Is this grilled corn for me? Truly? My stomach has been in knots for days—thank you!
It shames me to admit it, but I tried my hand at gambling and lost everything. I was so desperate for food, I was tempted to do terrible, terrible things.
This corn has filled my aching stomach and helped to clear my head. Oh, what a fool I've been. It's time I start over and get my life together!
<rustle> The rumbling of bellies in need has ceased. Come, let us find a quiet place to speak.
Full glad am I to have helped the people of Tuliyollal. Indeed, my kernels swelled with joy at the sight of their happy and content faces.
And you, friend. Your kindness cannot go unrewarded. Meet me at the gate over yonder, and I will see you duly compensated for your trouble.
<rustle> There you are. I hope our little excursion was as fulfilling for you as it was for me.
It is a terrible thing to be hungry. Unattended bellies are quick to fill themselves with pain and anguish, feelings that will lead the heart astray.
Thanks to you, my corn has sated the hunger that would otherwise invite misery to this place.
From the bottom of my cob, I thank you. Pray, take of my corn. May these kernels keep your belly full and spirits lifted.
Now, I really must be going. While the people of Tuliyollal may be content, there are other hungry souls out there in need of nourishment. Until we meet again!