Crate Go Kaboom

Retired Content

• The subject of this article was retired or removed from the game in patch 5.3, and is no longer available to players.
• Retired items may still be kept in inventory but can no longer be renewably obtained. Tradable items may still be obtained from the Market Board or directly trading with other players.
• The information in this article is kept and maintained for historical purposes.
• This quest was removed as part of the revamp and pruning of the A Realm Reborn main story quest experience.

Crate Go Kaboom

Quest giver

Sark Malark

Location

Mor Dhona (X:22, Y:7)

Level

50

Required items

3 High-quality Explosives

Experience

 4,800

Gil

 939

Previous quest

Laying the Foundation

Next quest

Welcome to Morbol Country

Patch

2.1

Links

GT TC

Sark Malark is a man of mystery. Where did he come from? How did he get here? And what does he want from you today?

— In-game description

Rewards

Choose one of the following options:

• 1 Darklight Choker of Aiming
• 1 Darklight Choker of Healing
• 1 Darklight Choker of Casting
• 3 Allagan Bronze Piece

Steps

• Use high-quality explosives to destroy Garlean crates. 0/3
• Report to Sark Malark.

Journal

• Sark Malark observes that Garlean forces around Revenant's Toll are becoming too frisky by far. Infiltrate Castrum Centri once more, and introduce their crates of new toys to high-quality explosives.

• The explosives had the last word in that encounter. Report to Sark Malark that the crates are no more.

• Sark Malark was appreciative, but not confiding. It seems he means to keep his old life a secret, even -- or especially -- from a fellow adventurer.

Images

The third -- and trickiest -- Garlean crate to find, found at the coordinates (x:10.9, y:15.9).

Dialogue

Sark Malark

Ah, Forename! It is most welcome to see you again.

Look at the hustle and bustle of adventurers, where there were but rocks not long ago! As one of those who has been here since the beginning, I am humbled by the sight.

Yet none of us can be full glad, for the Garlean forces nearby like not our bustle at all, and our hustle even less. They seek to move on us soon, we are all but certain.

This is no idle speculation, Forename. Three steel-bound crates of the familiar type were delivered to Castrum Centri not two days ago.

The contents are no doubt arms. To defend the land they hold? To take what we hold? Neither is a particularly attractive prospect, you must admit.

I propose a third outcome that is less like to claim lives, if you would aid me—destroy the crates and their contents now.

Use these explosives I had rushed from the Alchemists' Guild. They will do the job, rest assured.

Who better to make this attempt than you, who once walked undetected into Castrum Centri? Twelve speed your way, sister/brother adventurer.

Please, you must destroy the crates being stored in Castrum Centri, before it's too late.

Those explosives should be more than sufficient for the task. Each one contains twenty-four onzes of firesand and will detonate on impact.

We could hear the explosions—I knew you would make a success of it!

This should draw the Garleans' sting for a while—but not for too long. We must be vigilant, for—

...How ever did I afford such quality munitions, you ask? Oh, Forename, you needn't concern yourself with such trivial details.

Nevertheless, your stealth and compassion are appreciated in equal measure! I am a lucky man indeed to be a part of this fellowship—adventurers, one and all!