Riveting Ramblings
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Riveting Ramblings
- Quest giver
- Brithael
- Location
- Limsa Lominsa Upper Decks (X:10, Y:14)
- Class
- Blacksmith
- Level
- 10
- Required items
- 12
Bronze Rivets - Experience
5,899- Gil
289- Previous quest
Hammer Time- Next quest
- The Business of Blacksmithing
- Patch
- 2.0
“Forgemaster Brithael has something important to tell you.
— In-game description
Rewards
- 250
Fire Shard - 200
Earth Shard - 1
Bronze Cross-pein Hammer
- In addition to the above, choose one of the following options:
Steps
- Deliver 12 bronze rivets to Brithael.
Journal
- Forgemaster Brithael has something important to tell you.
- Having singularly failed to articulate his blacksmithing philosophy, Brithael irritatedly bids you craft a dozen bronze rivets. Prepare the requested items and deliver them to him.
- Brithael pronounces your rivets perfect before illustrating the importance of high-quality craftsmanship with another of his odd yet effective examples. Now that you have gained sufficient experience, he suggests that you try marketing your skills to other Lominsans by speaking with T'mokkri at the Drowning Wench.
Dialogue
Brithael: Ye know what, lad/lass? It may not be my place to say it—me bein' yer guildmaster an' all—but I like ye. I really like ye! Together, there's naught we can't— What? Why're ye makin' that face at me. Brithael: Oh! No! I-I didn't mean it like that! Yer the most promisin' pupil I've had in gods know how long is all! I was just...waxin' sentimental fer a moment... Brithael: Ye can't honestly tell me ye don't get a bit emotional when ye've been out the night before an'— Brithael: Bah, forget it. Been workin' hard, have ye? Aye, I can tell. But this is jus' the beginnin', lad/lass! Ye see, the art o' blacksmithin' is deeper than the deepest ocean—an' if ye plan on gettin' to the bottom of it, ye'll need to...ye'll need to... Brithael: ...Sink? No, that's no good. All right, how about this: if ye mean to set sail er the faraway land of...um...smithin' mastery, ye must—I mean, ye mustn't try to make the journey in a dinghy! Brithael: Bah, the hells with it. Jus' make me a dozen bronze rivets, lad/lass.
Delivering items to Brithael
Brithael: How're them rivets comin' along? Any time now, lad/lass.
Cutscene
Brithael: Praise the Builder, ye've done it again! These rivets're perfect! Brithael: Ah, but don't take that to mean they're special, 'cause they ain't. Ye see, rivets have got to be perfect, an' I'll tell ye fer why... Brithael: If yer poundin' somethin' an' yer hammer breaks, ye can jus' grab a new one. But it's a whole other story when yer rivets fail. Brithael: Ever seen an airship, lad/lass? Marvelous things, they are, but bloody complicated. Now, imagine yer a dozen malms above Limsa, an' yer fancy flyin' boat starts springin' rivets... Might be as it's from the engine, might be from the hull—don't make no difference. Whichever it is, yer royally buggered. Brithael: If I was on that airship, lad/lass, takin' in the gorgeous view as the confounded contraption tumbled down to the earth below, I'd be cursin' them rivers with all me heart—aye, an' the half-arsed bastard as shat 'em out, too. Brithael: An' ye wouldn't want that on yer conscience, would ye? Which is why ye must always make quality products what stand the test o' time. Brithael: To help ye learn the importance o' quality, I want ye to try smithin' fer payin' customers. Brithael: Start by havin' a word with T'mokkri, down at the Wench. She should be able to point you in the direction of a few Lominsans as need the services of a talented lad/lass like yerself. Brithael: Hone yer craft, earn some coin—hells, have a drink while yer at it. The Wench is always servin'!