Unfamiliar Territory

Unfamiliar Territory

Quest giver

Archive

Location

Phantom Village (X:6.1, Y:6.4)

Quest line

Records of Unusual Endeavors Quests
┗ The Occult Crescent Quests

Level

100

Experience

 0

Gil

 737

Previous quest

The Phantom Village

Next quest

New Job, Old Tricks
Arcane Artistry

Patch

7.25

Links

EDB GT TC

“

The Archive yearns to make sense of the situation.

— In-game description

Rewards

Unlocks

• 
  Occult Crescent: South Horn
• Occult Record: Iris

Steps

• Speak with Jeffroy.

Journal

• The Archive yearns to make sense of the situation.
• You convene with the Archive and Ketenramm in the deserted plaza. As the tonberry ponders why his slumber went uninterrupted for so many years, a faerie floats forth and shares a curious revelation. She claims that whatever knowledge the Archive once possessed has been sealed away, and more bafflingly, that his present memory is somehow linked to the things you yourself have seen and learned. As the faerie leaves─the group none the wiser as to who summoned her, or indeed her purpose─the Archive notes that she is wreathed in the same aether permeating the isle. Discovering the identity of her master may shed light on how Shades' Triangle came to be. As the mysteries proliferate, Ketenramm is determined to forge on with the expedition, and bids you speak with Jeffroy who has been tasked with establishing a base camp on the isle.
• Jeffroy apprises you of the crew's progress scouting the south horn of the island. With the advance party already working to establish a base camp, the Hyur asks that you let him know when you are ready to begin your excursion.

Dialogue

Accepting the quest (cutscene)

Jeffroy: The advance party's already exploring further afield. They'll soon get word to me once they find a decent spot to set up camp.

Archive: Would you care to elaborate upon what brought you here?
Archive: So this isle lies in the heart of “Shades' Triangle,” and many a ship has gone missing in these waters?

What will you say?
> They probably took one look at you and sealed the sarcophagus back up.
> The door to your chamber was tightly barred...
> Never mind that—I'm still puzzled by the strange voice that only I can hear.

< They probably took one look at you and sealed the sarcophagus back up. >
Archive: A ridiculous notion!
Archive: I might be old, but I'm swift and sprightly. I'd have been up and about in a flash if they so much as shifted the coffin lid!

< The door to your chamber was tightly barred... >
Archive: But your burly companion was able to force the lock. I daresay younger, swarthier sailors would have even less trouble getting that door open.

< Never mind that—I'm still puzzled by the strange voice that only I can hear. >
Archive: You mean to imply that someone summoned you here?
Archive: Clearly, it wasn't me. I've been sound asleep for the last few millennia, give or take.

Archive: What a tantalizing conundrum! We simply must get to the bottom of this!

Ethereal Faerie: Is it knowledge you seek?

Archive: Hm? What manner of creature is this?

Ketenramm: A familiar, methinks. Looks like the faeries employed by Nymian scholars of eld. Was it you who summoned her?

Archive: Me? Preposterous! I would have summoned something more...statuesque.

Iris: How rude! My name is Iris, and I certainly wasn't called forth by a wizened little wretch like you.

Archive: W-Wizened!? You mean “wise,” you petulant little whelp! Honestly, who would ever summon a companion so lacking in manners?

Iris: I know exactly what I meant, and you, sir, are lacking in wisdom. A seal has been placed upon your worldly knowledge, thus preventing its use.
Iris: You can only speak of that which the (insipid|spindly|rotund|lithe|muscular|scaly|befurred|long-eared) individual over here has seen and learned firsthand.

Archive: Is that so? Well, that explains why I can't muster the faintest mote of magic. I tried to heal myself earlier, to no avail. Centuries of sleep on that cold stone slab really took its toll on my lower back...

Ketenramm: Enough of you an' yer achin' bones. Iris, where's yer master?
Ketenramm: Hm. Let me try a different tack. Why were ye summoned here?

Iris: I don't know...

Archive: Hah! Looks like someone else has had their knowledge sealed away. If I'm wizened and lacking wisdom, then you're naught but an unfamiliar!
Archive: Ahem. I'll tell you one thing: that faerie was steeped in the same aether permeating the island.
Archive: As I surmised, there's a strange ward covering the isle in its entirety. No doubt those ships in the bay were caught in its pull.

Ketenramm: Well, wards can't just cast themselves. Meaning someone's responsible for those poor souls who perished in Shades' Triangle...
Ketenramm: Methinks our focus ought to be findin' out what we can about this individual. An' let's not forget that strange voice you keep hearin'─for all we know, it could be connected in some way.
Ketenramm: Right, let's go speak with Jeffroy over yonder. He ought to have word on progress at the base camp.

Optional Dialogue

Archive: A fellow back pain sufferer, are you? The spell I tried to cast is called “Spinal Zap.” Some say it's the finest example of white magic to ever grace the pages of an arcane tome.
Archive: Hmph. I couldn't even recall the name of that spell before. Am I remembering it now because you heard me speak of trying to cure my aches and pains? My poor noggin─this is all so perplexing...

Ketenramm: Jeffroy's over by the western gate. Let's head over an' find out how the encampment fares.

Speak with Jeffroy (cutscene)

Jeffroy: You'll be pleased to hear that preparations are well underway─I sent the advance party to scout ahead while the ship's being unloaded.
Jeffroy: They've already found an ideal spot to stage forays into the island's southern reaches, and are setting up camp as we speak.
Jeffroy: When you're ready to head out, just say the word. Once you're out in the field, you'll have to speak with Ketenramm and decide how to proceed.
Jeffroy: The support crew will be stationed here in town. Be sure to avail yourself of their services if you're in need.
Jeffroy: And if you're after a weaponsmith, word is we hired a truly remarkable craftsman for the expedition. Judging by his reputation, he'll soon have your weapons honed to deadly perfection.
Jeffroy: The smithy'll be set up over yonder. Do drop by if you're interested.
Jeffroy: Well, that's all from me. Give me a shout when you're ready to make for the encampment!

System: Iris has been added to the Occult Record.

Optional Dialogue

Archive: Such hustle, such bustle─the town is awash with sailors! Say, I hope you find some time in between gallivanting about to teach me of this “Tuliyollal.”

Ketenramm: We'll begin by explorin' the crescent's south horn. When yer good an' prepared, speak with Jeffroy.