Word from On High
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Word from On High
- Quest giver
- Alisaie
- Location
- Lakeland (X:7.3, Y:16.6)
- Quest line
- Shadowbringers Main Scenario Quests
- Level
- 76
- Experience
- 224,640
- Gil
- 753
- Previous quest
- When It Rains
- Next quest
- Small Favors
- Patch
- 5.0
Main Scenario Progress: 607 / 960 (63.2%)
Shadowbringers Progress: 66 / 157 (42%)
“Alisaie is contemplating all that must yet be done in the wake of battle.
— In-game description
Steps
- Aid the wounded. 0/3
- Speak with Lyna.
Journal
- Alisaie is contemplating all that must yet be done in the wake of battle.
Dialogue
Quest Acceptance
Alisaie: The others are helping to treat the wounded. I'm planning to assist in moving them, but even so, we simply don't have enough hands. I'm sure you're fit to fall over after what we've been through─gods know I am─but if you could see to a few of the patients, it would be an enormous help. Captain Lyna is about somewhere, so you might also consider asking her if there are any other outstanding areas of need. We'll talk later.
Aid the wounded
Dying Guard: I... I... <wheeze> With tear-filled eyes, the prone man gazes up at you. His fingers twitch, as if to reach for you, but he lacks the strength to raise his hand.
Trembling Guard: Don't touch me! I... I... Trembling Guard: I killed her... I killed her! She was one of them, I know, but I... <sob>
Anguished Guard: Th-Thank you, but...it's too late. One of them...it got me. <cough> If I turn, please... Please, kill me, I beg you.
Speak with Lyna
Lyna: Oh. I did not see you there. Is there something you need? (Lyna is laying against a wall) What will you say? No, no, I'm fine. How are you feeling? / Shouldn't you be resting? What would the guard do without their captain? -> No, no, I'm fine. How are you feeling?
Lyna: Injuries are part and parcel of battle. While there's breath in my lungs, I shall see my duties done. (Lyna stands up) Don't pretend you are not of the same mind. You fought well today. Saved a great many lives. Thank you. Unfortunately, this war is far from over. We must replenish our ranks and shore up our defenses before they attack again. Now, if you will excuse me. (Lyna tries to walk forward and collapses) Lyna: I...am fine... (Lyna punches the ground) Completely...and utterly...fine! Better than fine! Hale and hearty and still alive to mourn those who are not. Who I failed to protect when they needed me most. We've come so far─so godsdamned far! I could have sworn the end was in sight. And now... Now they will never see it.
Vauthry: (From an airship, above) Impudent worms of the Crystarium. The tragedy that has befallen you is of your own making. Divine retribution for your defiance. The heavens have bequeathed to you a benevolent savior─me! I offer you freedom from pain and suffering─a paradise where man and sin eater might live in peace and harmony... Why, already our winged brothers and sisters regard me and mine as kin, alike to them in beauty and purity! But you─you not only reject my proffered hand, but raise your own against my sin eaters. 'Tis only right that they respond in kind. Let this be a lesson to all those who would walk the path of sin─the wicked shall not inherit this world! (Vauthry flies away)