The Gift of Mercy

The Gift of Mercy

Quest giver

Blasphemy Hunter

Location

Gyr Abania (X:36.3, Y:31.6)

Quest line

Endwalker Role Quests

Level

90

Gil

 2,000

Previous quest

Trail of Skulls

Patch

6.0

“

The blasphemy hunter is even more flustered than usual, and with good reason.

— In-game description

Steps

• Speak with Raubahn.

Dialogue

Blasphemy Hunter: Thank goodness you're here─Commander Aldynn needs to see you right away! Follow me! Raubahn: Keep it contained until I arrive─but do not engage if you can help it. Understood? Arenvald: That was M'naago. Arenvald: Her unit has found Fordola. Or rather, she has found them. Raubahn: In fact, I have Fordola on the search party's linkpearl. She wants a word with you. Fordola: This is urgent, so be quiet and listen. Fordola: The blasphemy─my friend─is right in front of us. Fordola: I tracked him down, and when he spotted me, he started heading towards Specula Imperatoris. Fordola: Look, Enki─I need your help. Fordola: Charlet's not─ He never wanted to hurt anyone. But this thing he's become is... I can't leave him like this. Fordola: I've got to stop him, whatever it takes. Fordola: I owe you. M'naago: This is M'naago─can you hear me? We've got the blasphemy surro─ M'naago: Ugh... It's on the move! M'naago: Get ahead of it, but maintain distance! We need to─ Fordola! What are you doing!? Fordola! Fordola! Raubahn: There's no time to waste. They need our help! Raubahn: Radiata and Ala Ghiri are not that far from Specula Imperatoris. If we let the blasphemy slip through our fingers...it doesn't bear thinking about. Raubahn: And while Fordola is determined to slay it by her own hand, we can't allow her recklessness to put the lives of others in jeopardy. Raubahn: The time has come for action. Are you ready? M'naago: Hold the line...for as long as you can! M'naago: Commander Aldynn and the Warrior of Light will be here any moment─stay strong! Raubahn: You've done well. Leave the rest to us. M'naago: Yes, sir! M'naago: Get the injured to safety! Charlet: Coward... Coward... Charlet: Traitor...to them... To everyone... Charlet: I wish there was another way. Ansfrid: So do I, but fighting's the only thing I'm any good at. Makes me wonder how I ended up with such a clever brother. Charlet: Too clever for my own good, maybe. Just the thought of going into battle...about getting hurt. About having to hurt other people... Hrudolf: He's a bleeding heart, our Charlet. Sooner befriend a fly than shoo it away─much less kill it! Charlet: I c-could kill if I wanted! I could... Fordola: But you don't─and there's no shame in that. Leave the soldiering to us, Charlet. We'll show the Garleans what we're capable of. Get the power and respect we deserve. And then...things'll change. They will. You'll see. Emelin: We've found a place for ourselves, and you'll find yours soon enough. Fordola: All right, that'll do. Everyone who's enlisting, meet back here tomorrow. Charlet: ...In the end, what good did I do? Charlet: They gave everything they had to give...while I hid, like a rat waiting for the storm to pass. Charlet: Coward... Coward... Coward! Charlet: Uwaaaaaah! Charlet: Coward... Coward... Charlet: Better dead... Better forgotten... Fordola: It's not your fault, Charlet. It's not... You didn't do anything wrong... And I... Fordola: I'm the coward! The traitor! The Butcher! I'll always be...the Butcher... M'naago: Don't you dare, Fordola! M'naago: You don't get to end it. You don't get to give up. I won't let you! M'naago: You have a lifetime to make amends and atone. To become something more than you were. But if you die here, you are everything they say. Everything you believe. M'naago: Is that what you want!? ???: She's not going anywhere. Fordola: Arenvald... Why are you here...? Arenvald: There's nowhere else I'd rather be. Arenvald: I can't fight by your side, but I can still cheer you on. Arenvald: I've seen your past, Charlet. How you were left behind while your friends rushed into battle. Arenvald: It's bloody hard, isn't it? Wanting to do something so desperately, with every fiber of your being, knowing that you should─should be able to, you should...but you can't. Arenvald: So you find another way to support them. Your way. You did that too, didn't you? You were there for them, even if it didn't feel like it, but you were, Charlet. You were. Arenvald: As a friend of mine once said... Arenvald: ...Not all heroes are forged in the fires of battle. Raubahn: The history of Ala Mhigo is writ in blood. Raubahn: While we cannot change the past, we can change the future. Raubahn: And for that, we must all play our part. All of us. Fordola: Ansfrid, Emelin...one day, we'll be together again. But not yet. Fordola: You'd never hurt anyone, Charlet. That's not who you are. Fordola: You'll be remembered as the kind soul you always were. Fordola: I'm counting on you. Fordola: Thank you. I mean it. Lylie: I've been looking everywhere for you! Fordola: Have you now? Raubahn: We've put down the last remaining beasts spawned by the blasphemy. 'Tis a pity we could do naught for those who'd turned, but that we were able to prevent further casualties is nothing short of a miracle. Raubahn: It's astonishing, too, looking back at Charlet's case. Although his existence spurred others to transform, he never attacked any settlements or travelers. Even when he underwent the change in the middle of a crowded street, those who were present escaped with minor injuries at worst. Raubahn: I think that deep down, his compassion is what kept the raging blasphemy at bay. Arenvald: The only time he emerged from hiding was to journey to the place where his brother died... Raubahn: Aye, it's clear he still retained some semblance of his former self. <sigh> Another victim of the Empire's terrible legacy, along with his friends and so many others. Raubahn: But the Crania Lupi wasn't the creation of the imperials alone. Many of those youths sought a place with them because they were denied one with us. Arenvald: That's why the memorial ceremony is so important. It's our chance to face our past together─to give them in death what we couldn't in life. To not deny anyone a place in memory, even if it hurts or makes us feel ashamed. Raganfrid: You'll be attending, won't you? Fordola: I haven't been ordered to, so I suppose not. Raubahn: In light of your leal service to Ala Mhigo...I intend to have the conditions by which you are bound eased. Providing I'm able to obtain approval, you will be granted a degree of freedom... Raubahn: At the very least, we should soon have no need for that choker. Raganfrid: There'll be no objections from me. You've done well. Fordola: ...Hmph. Arenvald: If I didn't know better, I'd think you were smiling! Arenvald: Well, I for one couldn't be happier her efforts are being recognized. It gives me that much more motivation to continue my work with the Silver Griffins and bring the people of Ala Mhigo closer together. Arenvald: Got to do my best to keep up with a certain little lordling, aye? Raubahn: I think we've done enough for one day. Time we got some rest. Raubahn: Allow me─as both the guardian of Ala Mhigo and as your sworn comrade─to express my thanks for coming to our aid in these desperate times. Raubahn: No matter what manner of disaster may befall us, your presence alone is enough to keep the flame of hope burning bright. Raubahn: Aye, even someone on the very precipice of despair such as Fordola can find salvation in your guiding light. Raubahn: Hah! Been waiting for a chance to use that one, haven't you? I like to think I can still pull my weight on and off the battlefield, but that might be a bit generous. Raubahn: In any case, it's safe to say we've all benefited enormously from your sterling work here. We couldn't ask for a better healer─or a better friend. Raubahn: Our ambassador in Radz-at-Han will be relieved to learn of our successes here. If you happen to cross paths, give him my regards, would you?