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| starting-npc = Rugged Researcher | | starting-npc = Rugged Researcher | ||
| location = Mor Dhona | | location = Mor Dhona | ||
| location-x = 22. | | location-x = 22.3 | ||
| location-y = | | location-y = 7.0 | ||
| type = escort | | type = escort | ||
| level = 45 | | level = 45 | ||
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| patch = 2.0 | | patch = 2.0 | ||
| release = a realm reborn | | release = a realm reborn | ||
}} | }} It is started in [[Revenant's Toll]] and ends in [[Saint Coinach's Find]]. | ||
==Enemies== | |||
*[[Gigas Bonze]] | |||
*[[Gigas Shramana]] | |||
*[[Hippogryph]] | |||
*[[Lake Cobra]] | |||
*[[Lightning Sprite]] | |||
==Dialogue== | |||
''(If NPC that starts [[FATEs|FATE]] is ignored)'' | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' I say, are there none who would escort me? | |||
===Starting the FATE=== | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' Oh, thank the saints! You would not believe how long I have been standing here waiting for a [man/woman] of your ilk to happen by. Might I ask of you a favor? | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' I am one of a cadre of researchers, scholars, and naturalists who go by collective name "[[the Sons of Saint Coinach]]." I am returning from a foray into the lowlands of [[Coerthas]] to collect supplies, but find the road back to our site of study overrun with terrible creatures who were not there on my way north. | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' If you would be so kind as to lend me your talents in clearing the path and keeping my head securely attached to my shoulders, I would see to it that you are suitably rewarded. | |||
'''''< No >''''' | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' I suppose it was too much to ask... Well, I shan't think any less of you for your decision. We all have our priorities. | |||
'''''< Yes >''''' | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' Very good, then. Shall we? | |||
===During the FATE=== | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' Stay alert, my friend. The [[gigas]] in these parts have no love for our kind. | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' Would you look at this! A remarkable specimen! | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' Simply marvelous! I must have a closer look! | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' The [[The Sons of Saint Coinach|Sons]] back at the [[Saint Coinach's Find|camp]] will not believe this! | |||
===Completing the Fate=== | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' Ah, Here we are! | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' It was a miracle that we met with nary a single setback. | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' I suppose I have you to thank for that. | |||
'''Rugged Researcher:''' Now, to work! | |||
Latest revision as of 15:42, 11 September 2024
The Prodigal Son
- Starting NPC
- Rugged Researcher
- Location
- Mor Dhona (X:22.3, Y:7.0)
- Level
- 45
- Duration
- 15 min
- Experience
- 5,940
- Gil
- 90
- GC Seals
- 258
- Patch
- 2.0
“One of the Sons of Saint Coinach requires an escort deep into dangerous territory so that he may continue his research on the acoustic properties of the aetherial manifestations of the area.
— In-game description
The Prodigal Son is a level 45 FATE spawned in Mor Dhona. It is started in Revenant's Toll and ends in Saint Coinach's Find.
Enemies
Dialogue
(If NPC that starts FATE is ignored) Rugged Researcher: I say, are there none who would escort me?
Starting the FATE
Rugged Researcher: Oh, thank the saints! You would not believe how long I have been standing here waiting for a [man/woman] of your ilk to happen by. Might I ask of you a favor? Rugged Researcher: I am one of a cadre of researchers, scholars, and naturalists who go by collective name "the Sons of Saint Coinach." I am returning from a foray into the lowlands of Coerthas to collect supplies, but find the road back to our site of study overrun with terrible creatures who were not there on my way north. Rugged Researcher: If you would be so kind as to lend me your talents in clearing the path and keeping my head securely attached to my shoulders, I would see to it that you are suitably rewarded.
< No > Rugged Researcher: I suppose it was too much to ask... Well, I shan't think any less of you for your decision. We all have our priorities.
< Yes > Rugged Researcher: Very good, then. Shall we?
During the FATE
Rugged Researcher: Stay alert, my friend. The gigas in these parts have no love for our kind.
Rugged Researcher: Would you look at this! A remarkable specimen!
Rugged Researcher: Simply marvelous! I must have a closer look!
Rugged Researcher: The Sons back at the camp will not believe this!
Completing the Fate
Rugged Researcher: Ah, Here we are!
Rugged Researcher: It was a miracle that we met with nary a single setback. Rugged Researcher: I suppose I have you to thank for that. Rugged Researcher: Now, to work!