Playing the Postman

Playing the Postman

Quest giver

Nazyl Duzyl

Location

Mor Dhona (X:30.4, Y:12.1)

Level

45

Experience

 5,940

Gil

 1,782

Next quest

Dropping Out

Patch

2.0

“

Nazyl Duzyl has a gentle task in mind for your first service to the Sons of Saint Coinach.

— In-game description

Steps

• Deliver the letter to the sightly Son.

• Deliver the letter to the kindly Son.

• Deliver the letter to the stony Son.

• Report to Nazyl Duzyl.

Journal

• Nazyl Duzyl has a gentle task in mind for your first service to the Sons of Saint Coinach.

• Many Sons of Saint Coinach are far from home, toiling to uncover ancient secrets while hundreds of malms away from family and friends. Take the letters that have traveled that distance, and place them in the Sons' hands.

• Every letter has reached the person they were intended for, but you are somewhat crestfallen, for the letters seemed to leave everyone more vexed than they were before. Speak with Nazyl Duzyl and see what he thinks.

• The worthy bone sifter explains that vexing or not, the letters remind the naturalists that there is life beyond the dig. You also learn that the Sons are Sharlayan order devoted to the study of the Allagan empire.

Dialogue

Accepting the Quest

Nazyl Duzyl: The Sons of Saint Coinach draw together the finest minds in Eorzea in order to bend their combined strength upon the Allagan question.
Nazyl Duzyl: With such a lofty mission come certain sacrifices—we all have left our homes, our friends, and our families to be here, you see. Many a sob has been stifled in this camp, I am sure.
Nazyl Duzyl: Some of us will be here for moons, others for years. We know not what we shall find, or when. Until then, there are the letters, full of news from home.
Nazyl Duzyl: Will you take these letters to the Sons? Hardly a task for an adventurer, but it will give you an opportunity to see the camp and speak with some of our party.

Delivering the letter to the Sightly Son

Sightly Son: A letter from home? Thank you, adventurer.
<Hand Over Lavish Envelope>
Sightly Son: Oh, we were at the Phrontistery together. What does she want?
Sightly Son: She's to be wed! How ni—what!? She's worth two of him, the great glaumphing oaf! Oh that'll never last...
(Optional)
Sightly Son: A curious Allagan artifact, gracefully shaped... What function could it have served?

Delivering the letter to the Stony Son

Stony Son: A letter? That's a first. I would that 'tis no ill news...
<Hand Over Plain Envelope>
Stony Son: From the pater? Surely, the mater is not ill again.
Stony Son: Hm, quite the contrary. She's recovered from her dropsy...and demanding I return home and give her grandchildren.
(Optional)
Stony Son: <sigh> The pater and mater paid for my studies at the Phrontistery, and they hold it over my head every chance they get. Perhaps I'll find some ancient Allagan secret to minting my own gil...

Delivering the Letter to the Kindly Son

Kindly Son: Nophica be praised, a letter from Gridania! It must be from my wife.
<Hand Over Flowery Envelope>
Kindly Son: All well and prospering. She says that...what?
Kindly Son: She writes that she has taught our daughter to say "Papa home soon." She can talk...and I missed her first words. But it has only been three moons since I saw them last!
(Optional)
Kindly Son: Yes, I shall be home soon! With a discovery that atones for my absence...

Reporting to Nazyl Duzyl

Nazyl Duzyl: Thank you, [Forename]. Even a vexing letter serves the noble purpose of keeping the Sons moored to their lives, you see. I have known other digs where we lost all sense of the world beyond the day's grid.
Nazyl Duzyl: The Sons of Saint Coinach claim their genesis in Sharlayan, that shining city of learning.
Nazyl Duzyl: We are all races and clans, united by our passion for the truth about the ancient Allagan civilization. The anthropogeographer Rammbroes is the leader of this endeavor. If you've a mind to stay awhile, it might behoove you to speak with him sooner rather than later.