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| {{Quest infobox | | {{Quest infobox |
| | title = A Strαnge New World | | | title = A §trαnge New World |
| | image = | | | image = |
| | description = Try as he might, Alphinaud can find no sign of Thancred. | | | description = Try as he might, [[Alphinaud]] can find no sign of [[Thancred]]. |
| | quest-giver = Alphinaud | | | quest-giver = Alphinaud |
| | location = Ultima Thule | | | location = Ultima Thule |
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| | exp = 508200 | | | exp = 508200 |
| | gil = 1123 | | | gil = 1123 |
| | | reward-opt1 = 2 Lotus Pink Dye |
| | | reward-opt2 = 2 Plum Purple Dye |
| | | reward-opt3 = 2 Regal Purple Dye |
| | | reward-opt4 = 1 Allagan Silver Piece |
| | unlocks = | | | unlocks = |
| | prev-quest = Unto the Heavens | | | prev-quest = Unto the Heavens |
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| | release = Endwalker | | | release = Endwalker |
| | patch = 6.0 | | | patch = 6.0 |
| }} | | | msq-index = 795 |
| __NOTOC__
| | }} |
| | ==Walkthrough== |
| | The title seems to read "A Strange New World". The "§" character is a [[wikipedia:Section sign|Section sign]]. |
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| ==Steps== | | ==Steps== |
| * Speak with Alphinaud. | | * Speak with [[Alphinaud]]. |
| * Gather information at the vitrified fort. | | * Gather information at [[The Vitrified Fort|the vitrified fort]]. 0/3 |
| * Speak with Alphinaud. | | * Speak with [[Alphinaud]]. |
| * Speak with Estinien. | | * Speak with [[Estinien]]. |
| * Speak with Alisaie. | | * Speak with [[Alisaie]]. |
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| ==Journal== | | ==Journal== |
| | | *Try as he might, Alphinaud can find no sign of Thancred. |
| ==Walkthrough==
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| ==Dialogue==
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| Alphinaud:
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| * We're fortunate this place can support life...albeit barely, I suspect, given the torpid, stale quality of the air...
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| * But never mind that. We must find Thancred. Let's begin our search from the prow of the ship. It seems as good a direction as any.
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| * Try not to stray too far, lest we lose sight of one another. | |
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| Alphinaud:
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| * Ruins. But of what, I wonder?
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| * Perhaps we can find something to help us understand the nature of this place. A relic, an inscription, anything...
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| G'raha Tia:
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| * Look here─this part is relatively intact.
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| * The intricate design of the top suggests it is man-made, though its builders were surely not men as we conceive of them.
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| * Having said that, I swear I have seen this pattern before...
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| Y'shtola:
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| * There is a structure here in front of me, yes? A tower of some sort, partially melted? Hmm. In a strange twist of fate, it seems our perception of this place is not so different as it would be elsewhere.
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| * The world as I used to see it... It feels as though I am dreaming while awake. This is more than the faded memory Meteion led us to believe.
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| Urianger:
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| * These remains have long since turned to ash...and yet, they retain their form.
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| Estinien:
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| * I thought this hill might afford a better view of our surroundings... A poor decision in hindsight.
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| * Besides the light from the ship, all is shrouded in darkness. If Thancred is here, I'd never know it.
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| * From what I can tell, we are near the edge of an island─if you can call it that─surrounded by floating debris.
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| Alphinaud:
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| * Were you able to find anything?
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| * As I feared. And still no trace of Thancred.
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| Alisaie:
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| * There's nothing but emptiness as far as the eye can see, which, unfortunately, isn't very far.
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| * Though I can't help but suspect that someone...or something is here.
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| * There are times when I sense it drawing close...and then a chill washes over me, leaving me exhausted.
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| * Leaving me with feelings of death and anguish...
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| * What are you talking about? There's nothing there.
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| Y'shtola:
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| * Before we jump to any conclusions, perhaps we should search elsewhere.
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| Alphinaud:
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| * Agreed. We've found only more questions when we are in desperate need of answers.
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| Estinien:
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| * There's a fair stretch of terrain from the ship's starboard we've yet to explore.
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| Alphinaud:
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| * Let us try searching there, then.
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| Estinien:
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| * Player. A word, before we join the others.
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| * You see them too, don't you? The dragons.
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| * As I thought. Their presence is tenuous at best, but there's no mistaking it.
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| * No doubt your bond with Midgardsormr, and mine with Nidhogg, is what allows us to perceive them.
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| * Could these apparitions be related to the dragons that now live on Etheirys?
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| * ...Bah. Better to leave such conjecture to the others. In any case, we must be careful. We may soon find dragons they can see as well.
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| * Hmm... Death and anguish. What happened to them, I wonder?
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| Alisaie:
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| * Dragons? Here?
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| Meteion:
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| * What you see is a memory of a world that once was.
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| * A world suffering a slow death, whose denizens cried out for the release of oblivion.
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| Alphinaud:
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| * What? Their world...is dead?
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| Meteion:
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| * It is. Not a single life remains upon that husk floating in the vast emptiness.
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| * These creatures are shadow and shade. Perpetuated only to suffuse dynamis with their unending lamentations.
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| Urianger:
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| * Our friend Thancred─where is he?
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| Meteion:
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| * A strange question. He is at your side, is he not?
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| * Oh yes─he is here, and there, and everywhere within this space. He would tell you himself if he had form to form words.
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| * Huh. Such loathing and uncertainty... You don't know why you still exist.
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| * In like manner to the oblivion I send, I tried to drown out your aether with dynamis.
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| * Beginning with this Thancred, who came at me despite being unable to breathe.
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| * Such a simple thing, unmaking men. In the blinking of an eye, he was gone. Didn't even have the chance to be transformed.
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| * Yet somehow, he managed to leave a sliver of himself behind.
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| * What you call...the heart...or perhaps the soul? In his final moment, he...cried out from it. A single word...
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| Meteion: “Survive...”
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| * That wish proved stronger than the despair that ruled here. It overpowered it, causing this space to be remade.
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| * Into a place you can perceive, and where life can endure.
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| * That you draw breath is proof that his soul lives on. For how long, however, remains to be seen.
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| Estinien:
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| * Well then, we should hurry and tend to business!
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| Meteion:
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| * It's futile. You will never reach the true me.
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| * I told you. Emotions dictate reality in this space. Such changes as you might work will not alter its nature.
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| * You may see, but you cannot touch. Walk, but not advance.
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| Estinien:
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| * Bah...
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| G'raha Tia:
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| * Meteion holds too much sway here. How do we contend with a foe who can unmake us on a whim?
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| Urianger:
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| * I do not know...but Thancred gave his life that we might come this far. We must press on.
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| Y'shtola:
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| * Agreed. We cannot turn tail here. Not without something to show for our comrade's sacrifice.
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508,200
1,123
Unto the Heavens
