Sea of Sorrow
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Sea of Sorrow
- Quest giver
- The Watcher (NPC)
- Location
- Mare Lamentorum (X:13.8, Y:32.4)
- Quest line
- Endwalker Main Scenario Quests
- Level
- 83
- Experience
468,600- Gil
1,448- Previous quest
A Trip to the Moon- Next quest
- The Martyr
- Patch
- 6.0
- Links
- EDB
Main Scenario Progress: 739 / 960 (77%)
Endwalker Progress: 41 / 155 (26.5%)
“The Watcher would have you deal with the specters haunting the moon.
— In-game description
Steps
- Speak with the faded spirit.
- Speak with the dreaming spirit.
- Speak with the forlorn spirit.
- Speak with the somber spirit.
- Approach the lustrous dog and follow its lead.
- Speak with the temperamental spirit.
- Speak with the temperamental spirit again.
- Approach the lustrous dog and follow its lead.
- Speak with the anguished spirit.
Journal
- The watcher would have you deal with the specters haunting the moon.
Dialogue
Faded Spirit: Where...when... How long...?
Dreaming Spirit: Was it truly...so long ago...?
Forlorn Spirit: We were happy... At peace with the star. Forlorn Spirit: We nurtured it. Helped it grow. With our will, our creations...
Somber Spirit: We were the star's beating heart. Its life... Somber Spirit: Every soul a drop of blood flowing through its veins... Somber Spirit: To live. To learn, to create...to make better. Somber Spirit: The star flourished...as did we. Somber Spirit: Do you remember...?
Temperamental Spirit: We and the star were fulfilled... Temperamental Spirit: Wanted for naught, mourned for naught... Temperamental Spirit: So why... Why did it have to end!? Temperamental Spirit: The Final Days taught us to fear a death forced upon us. Temperamental Spirit: The injustice of duties and dreams left unfulfilled. The grief of unexpected partings... Temperamental Spirit: Swift as darkness, cold as ash. Temperamental Spirit: Such tragedy, yet no catharsis! Such truth, yet no consolation...
Anguished Spirit: Our perfection came crumbling down. Such overwhelming despair. In that moment, we knew. The end was nigh. Anguished Spirit: The faintest glimmer of hope remained. We gave our lives that others may live. We gave ourselves...to Zodiark. Entreating Spirit: Zodiark...our lord and savior. Supplicating Spirit: To forge our world anew... Lamenting Spirit: To live and love again... Dutiful Spirit: Become one with the star... Anguished Spirit: Fill earth and heaven with life. Birth paradise where fear is distant memory.
???: Pardon me, but would you be so kind as to step aside? Familiar Spirit: Ah. That unmistakable color. The soul of Azem. Familiar Spirit: But not the friend I knew, I think. Nevertheless, you are you. Familiar Spirit: Hmm... So, Emet-Selch meant for you to have it. Familiar Spirit: You seem surprised. Why might that be? Hythlodaeus: Again? I do not believe I have yet had the pleasure. Hythlodaeus: Emet-Selch created a shade in my likeness? And not only me, but all of Amaurot? Hythlodaeus: Heh heh... How very like him... Heh heh heh... Hythlodaeus: A slave to sentiment, even after an eternity. Hythlodaeus: As you may have guessed, I am different from the shade you met before. No mere approximation, but the original. Hythlodaeus: A soul sacrificed to Zodiark. Hythlodaeus: We remember in vivid detail the events leading to our purgatory. Hythlodaeus: The plans and plots for our resurrection. Hydaelyn's intervention, and Zodiark's─and the star's─final fate. Hythlodaeus: And then we drifted in a waking dream, our minds steeped in fog...until you came. Hythlodaeus: I know not what you and your friends intend for Zodiark or the future of the star. Nevertheless... Hythlodaeus: In you I place my trust and faith. In you I choose to believe, as Emet-Selch did. Hythlodaeus: Believe in yourself, and all will be well. Hythlodaeus: Hmm, more new arrivals. Though... Ah. Fandaniel. That color I know. Hythlodaeus: And another I do not. An unfamiliar but fearsome being... Hythlodaeus: I have kept you from your duty. By way of apology, I will ensure that the shades hinder you no more. Hythlodaeus: Protect the final brand. Hythlodaeus: Fare you well, my new old friend.