The Shape of Peace
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The Shape of Peace
- Quest giver
- Wuk Lamat
- Location
- Tuliyollal (X:9.9, Y:4.4)
- Quest line
Dawntrail Main Scenario Quests- Level
- 92
- Experience
1,021,440- Gil
1,756- Previous quest
A Father First- Next quest
- Lost Promise
Divine Inspiration All Good Potpacts Must Come to an End
Pole Apart Water Colors Pact Away - Patch
- 7.0
- Links
- EDB GT TC
Main Scenario Progress: 878 / 987 (89%)
Dawntrail Progress: 25 / 134 (18.7%)
“Wuk Lamat thinks it time to gather her allies for the road ahead.
— In-game description
Rewards
Steps
- Wait at the designated location.
- Travel to Kozama'uka.
- Speak with Wuk Lamat.
- Speak with Wuk Lamat again.
- Wait at the designated location.
- Wait at the designated location again.
- Wait at the designated location once more.
- Speak with Rediroq.
Journal
- Wuk Lamat thinks it time to gather her allies for the road ahead.
Related NPCs
Dialogue
I still haven't had one bite of Namikka's food thanks to Papa's nonsense, so I'm going back to finish my plate before I head out.
I've otherwise asked everyone to meet at the For'ard Cabins. Come and join us after you've had a moment to recover, eh?
Dammit, Papa...
Await your companions and continue with the rite of succession?
Sorry to keep everyone waiting.
Is that it? You're all set to go?
I left Eorzea prepared to travel in search of work, so I had few belongings to begin with. Bidding farewell to my fellow artisans took rather a lot of time, however.
Again, I appreciate you making this commitment, Fonjeantaine.
Shall we depart for Earthenshire, then?
A word before you go.
Wuk Evu, what are you doing here?
Ahhh! I spend my days correcting manners, and here I am perpetrating the grave offense of delaying the Third Promise's departure!
Please, take up your axe and rend my flesh unto taco meat!
Must your demands be so gruesome!? Besides, I told you that kind of thing doesn't bother me!
All right, then. I won't let it bother me either.
What was that all about...?
I'd come to the city to purchase supplies when I spotted your entourage getting ready to leave. You seek the city of gold, if I'm not mistaken?
That's right─it's the final step of the rite of succession. If you know anything about the subject, I'd love to hear it.
Then allow me to be of service. As you know, legends of the golden city have been passed down in Tural for a thousand years.
Yet when it comes to describing the place itself, the stories do not always agree. Some portray it as one might expect: a glittering metropolis of golden towers. Others suggest it is more unassuming and owes the name to a fabulous treasure hidden at its heart.
Every telling, however, has a common thread: those who go in search of the golden city do not return.
The lesson to be learned from this, Third Promise, is that to seek the legend is to court death. I must implore you to proceed with the utmost care.
That is all I wished to say. I shall pray for your safe journey.
Thank you, Wuk Evu.
What are we to make of these cautionary tales? If every expedition has ended in tragedy, how then did the Dawnservant find the city and return without incident?
It seems the legend originated with the Yok Huy. Speaking with them remains our strongest lead, I feel.
A lead we shall follow in time. But first, let us see Fonjeantaine safely into the Moblins' care.
We're back, and we've brought with us a willing potsworn. This is Fonjeantaine, a talented goldsmith who once worked at Eshtaime's Aesthetics in Ul'dah.
Wonderful! Impressive! You are first to return, Third Promise!
And with an artisan from across the salt, no less! We welcome you and your unique skills to Earthenshire. Helphand will show you to the Workpot.
This is it, then. I look forward to hearing you proclaimed Dawnservant!
Thank you, Fonjeantaine. I'll be sure not to disappoint you.
You have reachmet the requirements of the Feat of Pots. Rediroq presents your keystone with joysmiles and wellwishing!
That makes three...
Pfff... Pfffkohhh... More potsworn candidates!? Come, come, tell Rediroq your tales!
Another feat accomplished, another keystone acquired.
Ohohoho, you are doing well. I expected nothing less of Zoraal Ja's esteemed siblings.
Your cleverness in particular is most admirable, Second Promise. We must have you apply that Sharlayan knowledge you so cherish, and arm Tural with weapons of magitek design.
...In your role as the new Dawnservant's chief advisor, of course.
The tools of war hold no interest for me. I wish only to improve our nation through practical innovations.
Foreign powers will think twice about testing our strength once Tuliyollal is known for its advanced technology.
Just as the Garlean Empire was deterred from invading Sharlayan.
That may well be true... But how long will it take Tuliyollal to progress to this advanced state? How many years?
With a collective commitment to education and hard work, it should not take so very─
Your way is too slow.
Easier to expand our territory...and swallow Sharlayan whole.
Conquer other nations through force of arms, and you're looking at a future of uprisings and bloodshed. Yours wouldn't be the first failed empire.
Then we keep fighting, until the mounting costs convince them to lay down their weapons. Until all have grown tired of loss.
How would such an outcome bring anyone joy!? What you propose is a mockery of peace!
Pfff... Pfffkohhh... Rediroq is reminded of days long ago.
In the time before Tuliyollal, there were no potpacts for the potsworn. It was normal to grabsnatch artisans, and force them to work for Mobbies.
Until the day Gulool Ja Ja arrived. The families of the grabsnatched pleaded with him, and so he came to Earthenshire.
Mobbies are not a warmake people. We feared death had come for us, but Gulool Ja Ja just wanted to talk!
Be at ease. We are here to trade words, not blows.
The goldwork crafted in this village is superb. One can tell at a glance the quality of materials used; the mastery of technique employed.
Yet it does not stir the heart. A goblet shaped by bound hands and broken spirit is devoid of luster.
Compare that now to the works of a joyful artisan. She pours her very soul into her creations, and they shine like the newly risen sun. Have you not seen this to be true?
And so began the custom of goodliving. Happy potsworn make good works, and good works make Mobbies happy!
Gulool Ja Ja's words were wise! Joysmiles did indeed bring fine craft and much jinglyshine!
So the Head of Reason was behind the forging of potpacts...
Yes! Reason and cleverthink changed Mobbies' way of life!
Hmph.
The First Promise tires of your talk of olden days. He would rather look to the future, and the next feat.
We should be getting on as well.
Bakool Ja Ja never did come back, did he?
Pfff... Pfffkohhh... Do you have a moment, Third Promise?
Rakorok would repay you for handhelping with Kaahe. He brings a tale of the golden city!
Really? I'd love to hear it!
The towers, the streets, all fashioned from gold. Everywhere you look, every splendor you can imagine!
The young, the old, and everyone in between, they live in golden happiness. A city of eternal bliss, forever perched above the clouds!
Everything fashioned from gold, eh? And just imagine everyone living in golden happiness─now that's a city I'd like to visit!
Excuse me, Rakorok, where did you hear that particular tale?
From our longtime Yok Huy friends! They live up in the mountains, in Urqopacha.
The giants again...
Seems everything is pointing us their way!
This feat and everything leading up to it has taught me much about the Moblin way of life. I'll be sad to leave Earthenshire and your joysmiles behind!
These tales raise many questions... Let us hope the giants have answers.
The stories describe a place of boundless happiness, but are also rife with dire warnings of seekers who did not return. What are we to make of this...?
It unsettles me that Zoraal Ja is even a claimant in the first place. Surely his father cannot condone his violent ambitions...
The Head of Reason in Rediroq's story sounds so different from the Head of Resolve. They share the same body, yet their personalities are wholly distinct.
Worry not for potsworn Fonjeantaine! He is in good helphands!
Right, we should go and see the giants next!
Agreed. Golden mysteries notwithstanding, their village is featured prominently in the saga and is not to be ignored.
The Urqopacha highlands should be easy enough to reach from here.
If we leave Earthenshire from the west, there's a road which leads up into the mountains. Let's find that first.
This road will take us through the mountains to the Urqopacha highlands. An exhausting route, perhaps, but a straightforward one.
We're to meet with the Yok Huy at last...
The highlands are where the Lay of Proof took place─that being Gulool Ja Ja's encounter with the Yok Huy.
But 'tis also the stage for the Lay of Ice, where heroes fought the monstrous Valigarmanda. I am most curious to know what the rite will demand of us there...
One day we're sailing up rivers, and the next we're hiking up mountains.
Looks like the trail is going to get steep from here on in. I hope everyone is ready for some climbing!
Third Promise!
I'm glad I caught you... Rediroq asked me to bring you back to the village.
She says there's something she forgot to give you.
Huh...? Something other than the keystone?
Yes, an item of great importance, or so I was told. It shouldn't take long, if you would please follow me.
I wonder what this is all about? Well, no need for everyone to come─I'll be back in a little while!
Pfff... Pfffkohhh... Moblins are busy ensuring goodliving for new potsworn! Rediroq has no time for idle tongueflaps!
He had rather interesting hair for a Hyur...or should I say Tonawawta? In any case, strange that I never noticed him while we were in Earthenshire.
Knowing Wuk Lamat, she was probably eating sweets behind our backs and forgot to pay the shopkeeper or something equally careless.
I'm eager to continue to the highlands and meet a Yok Huy face-to-face. We've heard much about them, but I'm not entirely sure what to expect.
That man seemed familiar somehow... But I just can't place him.
This is taking quite a while... Just keep waiting for now, I suppose.
Perhaps there were complications? Well, let us wait a little longer.
This is getting a little ridiculous. Did she get lost on the way back to find us?
But how? There's only the one road.
I wouldn't underestimate Wuk Lamat's sense of direction...or lack thereof.
Fortunately, she has a linkpearl. Let's see what's keeping her, shall we?
She's not responding... Perhaps we should all return to Earthenshire.
'Twas Rediroq who had business with her, yes?
She doesn't seem to be here...
I'd thought Wuk Lamat was just being her usual impulsive self, but now I'm not so certain...
I pray naught untoward has befallen the Third Promise.
Something's not right. I can feel it...
Pfff... Pfffkohhh... Back again so soon?
We've come looking for Wuk Lamat. Did you not send someone to fetch her?
Rediroq did not! Neither has she seen the Third Promise since you were last here.
Then who was that man who came for her...?
Oh? I thought you'd left already.
Where is Lamaty'i? Is she not with you?
You don't know where she is? How could you let this happen!?
That thou shouldst worry for thy sister is understandable. Yet rather than assign blame, thine energies are better spent on locating her.
I will help you search. This is not how I'd wish a fellow claimant to lose the contest─my sister least of all.
In that case, dividing our forces will allow us to cover more ground.
Forename and I should work together at least, the better to facilitate communication between our groups.
Then the rest of us will split up. Report in should you find anything.
We'll be on our way as well.
Right. Keep in touch.
Come─we should begin our search.
Cutscene 1
Those who prove useful will have all the land they desire.
Finding a willing artisan was even easier than expected.
Many indeed are eager to curry favor with the Resilient Son─especially if it means sharing the promise of new territories.
Such generous words, yet the manner in which he speaks them...
If neither wealth nor territory are of value, wherefore does he seek to bring the world to heel...?
Meanwhile, in Kozama'uka...
Step aside.
Do not be foolish, Bakool Ja Ja!
Remind me... There was no rule against poaching craftsmen from other claimants, was there?
Hah! Foolish would be carrying on with these dull feats when all I need to win are the keystones!
And besides... It's long past time I humbled this arrogant one-head.
The Dawnservant may have sired you against all odds, but there is nothing blessed about your birth!
Only a two-head is fit to rule. Only we are worthy!
Draw your weapon! Face me in battle and learn your place!
Too scared to make the first move?
Then allow me!
But he... He's just a runt...
[PAINFULLY STRUCK REAX - “Gah!”]
[PAINFULLY STRUCK REAX - “Ugh!”]
A moment, First Promise.
Leave him alive, if you would. I foresee a use for this...nuisance.
My thanks for your restraint.
Your part in this is far from over.
I can kill him whenever I please.