The Joy of Zoi
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The Joy of Zoi
- Quest giver
- Grenoldt
- Location
- The Crystarium (X:10.5, Y:7.7)
- Quest line
Records of Unusual Endeavors Quests
┗ Splendorous Tools Quests- Level
- 90
- Experience
0- Gil
785- Previous quest
An Adaptive Tool- Next quest
- A Tool of Her Own
- Patch
- 6.45
- Links
- EDB GT TC
Grenoldt has good tidings to share.
— In-game description
Steps
- Speak with Mowen.
- Speak with Grenoldt at the Crystarium.
Journal
- Grenoldt has good tidings to share.
- With what can only be described as a “shite-eating grin,” Grenoldt informs you of the great strides he and Chora-Zoi have made with the splendorous tools in your absence. Summoned to Eulmore to discuss the Boutique's next steps, you are greeted by crowds of skilled artisans...as well as a rogue ironfrog mover belonging to Qeshi-Trao, a trusted associate of Mowen's. During your dealings, Mowen gleefully approves another round of enhancements, and nominates Chora-Zoi as the tools' new namesake. Mowen is well aware of the young smith's apprehension, however, and requests a word with you before the next phase of the project begins in earnest.
- You approach Mowen, who remains starstruck from Grenoldt's encounter with Qeshi-Trao's ironfrog. Nonetheless, she is pleased to have your enduring support, and asks that you and Grenoldt lend the same kindness to Chora-Zoi. Her main matter of business completed, Mowen mentions that the two skilled smiths in question have returned to the Crystarium, and suggests that you follow suit.
- You return to the Crystarium to find Grenoldt and Chora-Zoi reflecting on their brief excursion─Mowen has great expectations, but a distraught Chora-Zoi wonders if she can truly meet such lofty standards. With a few fiery words of encouragement, however, Grenoldt rallies you all for the Boutique's newest challenge, and the forges are stoked for a project of brilliant proportions.
Dialogue
A sight for sore eyes as ever, Forename. Splendorous tools treatin' ye well, I hope?
Ye might be pleased to know that our work's payin' off, an' linin' Mistress Mowen's coffers besides. With the schematics o' the tools finalized, we forged a fresh batch for the Boutique, an' I'm told our first shipment sold like “hot coffee biscuits” or summat.
Truly, Master Grenoldt!? Why, that's wonderful news! I put my heart into every strike of the anvil, of course, but I was rather worried that the quality of my work might suffer when we began mass production.
What will you say?
You heard the man—coffee biscuits! Hot coffee biscuits!
Honest work deserves honest praise.
Your encouragement is much appreciated, Forename. I really must take more pride in my work...and so should you, considering how much you've contributed to this endeavor!
Your tools are masterworks in their own right, Miss Chora-Zoi. It is only natural that they are lauded as such.
Our patrons have naught but praise for what you have wrought. Word of the tools' adaptive nature has spread through Eulmore like wildfire, and connoisseurs from all over Norvrandt are lining up in droves to inquire about our next shipment.
In fact, Mistress Mowen has requested your presence in Eulmore to discuss further business opportunities. 'Twould seem she has a mind to introduce you to one of our most influential patrons...
Wicked white! Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd be invited to Eulmore, of all places. It's an honor—really, it is—but are you quite sure she wants me there?
Mistress Mowen's a sharp one, lass. Long as I've known her, she hasn't once steered me wrong. If she means for us to take part in the next step o' her grand designs, I reckon we oblige her.
Obliging her is perfectly fine, but the thought of it still makes me as twitchy as a Mord's tail! If we really are going, I'd feel a little less out of place if our friend the Warrior of Darkness accompanied us... What do you say, Forename?
Let me guess—you're after one of the Boutique's splendorous tools?
Hah, you and everyone else in Norvrandt! Every skilled artisan worth their salt has been clamoring for a tool that draws out their full potential...myself included.
Hah, you and everyone else in Norvrandt! Every skilled artisan worth their salt has been clamoring for a tool that draws out their full potential...myself included.
'Tis good to see you, my friends. By your expressions, I take it the throng of artisans hungry for your handiwork made for a warm enough welcome?
As you can see, we've no shortage of patrons hoping to savor the fruits of your labor. Few could resist the allure of tools crafted with the Warrior of Darkness's collaboration...
And there are fewer still who would gainsay their efficiency. Our patrons were especially captivated by the adaptive properties you've incorporated, and I have no doubt that your works shall remain a staple of the Boutique for quite some time.
As ever, we must consider what this success means for the future of trade in Norvrandt, and how these tools might revitalize our markets. To that end, I should like you to meet with one of our patrons. If you would follow me to the outer deck...
Look out, Mistress Mowen!
Prepare to croak, ye rusty bastard!
Phew... Didn't think a move I learned in one o' them bloody odd dreams would come in handy, but if it means keepin' the three of ye safe an' sound, that's all what matters.
Hrm. Now that I think on it, summat seems off about the way this little bugger charged at us... Maybe I can fix up some o' them faulty mechanisms.
...An' done! With a few minor improvements to its movement capabilities, this little green wonder could fly jus' about anywhere. Who needs rusty ol' wheels weighin' ye down, eh?
My humblest apologies. That poor creature sat dormant in the dwarves' stores for quite some time before I welcomed it into my collection. Precious as they may be, some antiques are simply bound to have more dust and rust than others.
But I must say, the rumors do not do your work justice, Master Grenoldt. Had I not known any better, I might assume this ironfrog was one of the dwarves' newest models!
I suppose this is as opportune a time as ever for introductions.
It is my honor to present to you Qeshi-Trao, collector of curios and friend to the Boutique. Her generous assistance has allowed us to procure the countless components required for our travails.
The honor is all mine, really. This city may be known for its pomp and circumstance, but you needn't place me on a pedestal. At the end of the day, we Eulmorans are sinners one and all.
You see, during Lord Vauthry's reign, I went to great lengths to obtain oddities of all sorts, reveling in relics from a realm that once was. The baubles of the old world and their histories would be mine and mine alone...or so I selfishly believed.
But our city is on the cusp of great change, and I feel I must change with it. That my contributions might shape the future of Norvrandt is a most heartening prospect, and I am more than happy to play my part for the Boutique.
My prized possessions have become the beating heart of this endeavor, and I could not have dreamed of a greater purpose for them. They are the proverbial flames that will fuel your forges in the days to come.
That is to say, you do plan on honing those adaptive tools further, yes? If you wish to reach even loftier heights, I would be pleased to offer you the most priceless treasures I own...and I assure you, there is plenty to spare.
Y-Yes, ma'am! That would be wonderful, ma'am! I swear to put forth every effort and craft something worthy of your priceless treasures...ma'am!
Let us make it official, then. As chairwoman of the Boutique of Splendors, I hereby declare our newest venture underway. We shall forge superior tools to deliver us unto new frontiers and serve as a beacon of hope for our builders and providers.
I can see it now... A brave new age of tradesmen and tradeswomen, inspired by the trailblazing Mystel artisan who wrought her cherished dreams to life with her companions.
In order to bring this youthful inspiration to the fore, however, I propose a new name for this new generation of tools—one that calls to mind the trailblazing Mystel herself. After her kindly offer to name our initial batch of tools for the Boutique, 'tis only fair that I return the favor.
A splendid idea, dear Mowen. I could not have said it better myself!
I-I beg your pardon!? I very much appreciate the sentiment, but...me!?
Aye, you! If yer as keen to improve this next batch o' tools as ye say—an' I know ye'll do a damn fine job of it—then ye've earned the right to brand them as yer own.
Your enthusiasm is most encouraging, Miss Chora-Zoi, but you needn't fret. We have plenty of time before we must finalize such things. As our main matter of business is concluded, I recommend you bask in Eulmore's glorious sights before you depart. Perhaps it might serve as inspiration!
As for you, Forename, would you attend me a moment? There is another matter of business I wish to discuss at the reception counter.
Our dear Grenoldt is quite chivalrous, is he not? Standing steadfast in the face of amphibious disaster... <sigh> 'Tis an image I shan't soon forget.
But I did not request your presence simply to swoon, you understand. Your attendance at our dealings today was most appreciated.
But I did not request your presence simply to swoon, you understand. Your attendance at our dealings today was most appreciated.
I realize the proposal to rebrand our tools was a shock to Miss Chora-Zoi, but I felt it necessary for her growth. Her ideas are a boon to us all, and she must learn to take pride in the great success she has forged with you and Grenoldt—to feel like these works are truly hers.
Knowing Grenoldt as I do, I am certain he will be eager to lend his aid, but what of you? Ours is not easy work, but will you join with us and lend your support to Chora-Zoi once more?
Excellent! You have my deepest gratitude, Forename. Fostering connections and collaborations to build a better Norvrandt is the true mission of the Boutique, after all, and we would be honored to have your assistance.
If I'm not mistaken, Grenoldt and Miss Chora-Zoi have already departed for the Crystarium. Send them my regards, won't you?
If I'm not mistaken, Grenoldt and Miss Chora-Zoi have already departed for the Crystarium. Send them my regards, won't you?
I can't remember the last time I set foot in Eulmore. Couldn't even be arsed to visit the place when I lived a stone's throw away... Then again, it was a right pain to come and go anywhere from me underwater sanctuary.
But enough o' me mindless blabberin'. How'd ye find the trip, Miss Chora-Zoi? Feelin' refreshed after some time away from the Mean?
...I think I might be the opposite of refreshed, actually. I was so shaken up by the whole experience, I could hardly enjoy it at all!
It was very kind of Mistress Mowen to suggest naming our next tools after me, and I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but I haven't the skills to become the “beacon of hope” she thinks I am! What in the world am I to do, Master Grenoldt!?
Hah, easy now, lass! The first thing ye'll want to do is take a deep breath and some time to calm yerself. Whether ye think so or not, ye do have the skills, an' no matter which way ye feel like takin' this on, we'll be right there with ye.
That bein' said, Forename, we're countin' on yer support. Together, we'll forge up summat as'll make the whole bloody realm want to take up a trade!
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