More than a Hunch
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More than a Hunch
- Quest giver
- Ryne
- Location
- Amh Araeng (X:12.8, Y:30.7)
- Quest line
Shadowbringers Main Scenario Quests- Level
- 77
- Experience
226,080- Gil
1,226- Previous quest
A Fresh Start- Next quest
- Return to Eulmore
Scars of War - Patch
- 5.0
- Links
- EDB GT TC
Main Scenario Progress: 622 / 987 (63%)
Shadowbringers Progress: 81 / 157 (51.6%)
Ryne seems troubled by the sight of you.
— In-game description
Rewards
- Unlocks
Steps
- Speak with Y'shtola at the Crystarium.
- Speak with the manager of suites in the Pendants.
Journal
- Ryne seems troubled by the sight of you.
Dialogue
Optional dialogue
The end to Light's dominion over this world is fast at hand.
When all of this is over, it would mean a lot to me if we could go and visit Tesleen's grave together. I have such a lot to tell her...
Perhaps their ministrations were not as thorough as I thought. Or perhaps I was a touch too reckless.
Once more shall the night share equal dominion over the firmament. And yet our travails are far from over...
Is this not the moment Emet-Selch usually chooses to descend upon us? Whatever will we do without his feigned praise and backhanded compliments?
Accepting the quest
Are you feeling all right, Forename? After you defeated the Lightwarden, I could swear I saw its aether─
Uh...never mind. I'm still getting used to my powers. It's probably nothing.
I'm just relieved I was right about where the Warden was hiding.
The last one is hiding in Kholusia, isn't it? I can't feel it from here, believe it or not...
But perhaps we should head back to the Crystarium first. We have a lot to tell the Exarch...and I think we could all do with some rest.
She sees it too, then.
Optional dialogue
In Twine.
There you are. Glad to see you made it out of the well in one piece.
Now that we have a working trolley there's plenty for us to do, but I think I speak for all of us when I say you've earned yourself a rest.
I've been thinking about what drove the light from the sky, and I think I have an idea. What if, once upon a time...or, I suppose a few days ago.
A young boy, no higher than my knee, sat alone in his room one night, gazing up at the blinding light of the sky. But the light was too much for his delicate eyes, and he went blind.
"Why have the gods forsaken me," he cried. "Why would they deny me the sight of my beloved trolley?"
The gods heard his cries and, perplexed by the boy's despair, parted the sky to behold the object of his adoration.
The gods heard his cries and, perplexed by the boy's despair, parted the sky to behold the object of his adoration.
Well, well. Urianger said you'd be too busy to stop by.
I won't ask for details, but I'm fairly certain the change in the sky is your doing. Glad the Talos and trolley could be of help.
At the Crystarium.
Y'shtola said she needed to speak with us. It sounded rather urgent.
Speaking with Y'shtola at the Crystarium
Start of cutscene. The others are with the Exarch. Before we join them, there is something I wish to confirm.
Tell me, Ryne─have you noticed anything peculiar about Forename's appearance of late? Anything at all? Speak freely. He/She won't mind.
Well...since Minfilia bequeathed her power to me, I've been able to see the Light inside him/her...though I didn't think anything of it at first. But after we defeated the Warden in Amh Araeng, I realized something was wrong.
You've absorbed its aether, Forename. And the Light within you has grown monstrous.
Then it is as I suspected.
How are you feeling?
The player begins to feel unwell.
Forename!
If naught is done, this will only get worse.
Ryne─with the power of the Oracle, you have gained some measure of control over Light, have you not? Is there anything you can do for him/her?
Extinguishing it is out of the question. Even at her strongest, Minfilia could only hold back the Light.
I might be able to suppress it...but I don't know for how long.
Then we have no choice but to rely on Urianger and his secrets.
If the next battle is to be the last, you may yet be able to play your part. But you will need all of your strength.
I will discuss strategy with the others and see that everything is made ready for our departure. You are to return to your chambers and rest until then. Understood?
What will you say?
...Understood.
Good. Whether you want it or not, you have most certainly earned some respite.
I'm fine. Let me help.
This is not the time for false bravado. Should your condition worsen, it could have dire consequences for us all.
Now please, return to your chambers and rest.
Yes, Mother...
Hah. None of that cheek, or I will take you across my knee.
Now, off with you to the Pendants. We will call for you when the time comes.
End of cutscene.
Speaking with the manager of suites in the Pendants
Is everything all right, sir/miss? You don't seem quite yourself.
Perhaps a hot meal and a freshly made bed will improve matters. Your room is ready, if you'd care to retire?
Retire to your quarters?
No
Conversation ends.
Yes
Very good. If you should have need of anything─anything at all─pray do not hesitate to call.
Start of voiced cutscene.The player sees Ardbert's shade looking out the window in their room.
What will you say?
So this is where you've been hiding.
Why did you stay behind?
Sometimes the dead would rather not be disturbed. But enough about me─what of Amh Araeng?
I see. Minfilia's gone, then.
Which means the reason I must suffer this purgatory shall forever remain a mystery.
What's the matter? Are you all right?
The player begins to feel unwell, and light pulses from them.
What...what just happened?
What will you say?
There...there was something Minfilia said to me...
Not even the most valiant heroes can stand alone...
Minfilia said my time had not yet come. That I still had a role to play.
Not even the most valiant heroes can stand alone...
No─ No, it couldn't be. There's only one hero in this room, and it is not me. I'm just a shadow, cursed to wander.
Ardbert disappears while someone knocks on the door.
Ahem. Forgive the intrusion, but Minfilia─that is, Ryne and the others were asking after you.
Is everything all right?
That pain again? And did it pass?
Thank goodness for that. I would not wish to see you suffer.
Though I know only too well how much you have suffered on our behalf in recent days.
Indeed, I have no right to impose upon you further. Nevertheless, I must ask one thing of you.
That you survive this, no matter what.
When the dust settles, you must return to your world. For the battles to come and the wars yet unwon.
The final Lightwarden is all that stands between us and victory. There is still much we must do to prepare, but for now, I will see if there is aught that may remedy the strange affliction which plagues you.
What will you say?
I'll see it through.
Of that I have no doubt. Even if I had my pick of every reflection's heroes, I could not have asked for a finer champion.
The end is finally in sight.
Indeed it is. But for now put all such concerns from your mind.
When the Warden is dead, will your work finally be done?
Yes, I believe it will. Once the tyranny of light is ended, the people of the Crystarium will be safe, and the future that must be shall come to pass.
I'll not keep you from your rest any longer. Take as much time as you like.
End of cutscene.
Start of cutscene.Start of dream, somewhere in Fortemps Manor. A person closes a book entitled "Heavensward."
No, this isn't right.
It would need to be later. After the liberation of Ala Mhigo, perhaps...
The building rumbles.
Please tell me you've finished.
We have to go. They'll be upon us any moment.
Very well. Where to next, then?
Let's just worry about getting out of the city, and pray the airship is still in one piece.
Anywhere we go from here will just be more of the same.
Gods. By the sound of that last one, I reckon the knights twelve might be the knights' rubble now.
Is there nothing else we can do?
Do? Look around you─this isn't war.
It's a sickness, and it's spread to every corner of Eorzea. The city-states are in disarray, and by all accounts the Far East's faring no better.
There'll be nothing left of us when this is over.
This world is beyond saving...
I never tire of that story. When the hero swoops in astride a white dragon to save the little girl...
I could die happy knowing someone like that was still around.
Indeed. But not today. Not while our message remains undelivered.
Have faith, my friend: we will find him/her...
End of dream. The player wakes up.
What will you say?
What a peculiar dream...
Was that...the past?
End of cutscene.
Optional dialogue
In the Ocular.
My informants have kept me abreast of the situation in Eulmore, and it does not bode well for us, I'm afraid. If you should have need of reinforcements, rest assured they shall be sent with all haste.