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Mainquest1 Icon.png Lv. 70   Parley on the Front Lines
Quest

Journal detail hr1 07.png Acquisition
Hien: Kienkan (x:6.1, y:6.1)
Journal detail hr1 08.png Requirements
071201.png70Seiryu's WallMainquest1 Icon.png Seiryu's Wall (Level 70)
Journal detail hr1 03.png Rewards

2,298
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Journal detail hr1 04.png Description
Hien stands ready to depart for Ala Mhigo.
Journal detail hr1 01.png Objectives
  • Speak with the Resistance fighter in Porta Praetoria.
  • Speak with the Resistance fighter in Porta Praetoria.
  • Speak with Lyse.
  • Speak with Alisaie.
  • Speak with the Alliance leaders.
  • Report to Alisaie.
  • Speak with Lyse.
Journal detail hr1 02.png Unlocks Quests
071201.png70The Face of WarMainquest1 Icon.png The Face of War (Level 70)

Journal detail hr1 07.png NPCs Involved
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Maps
Alisaie
 

Hien gives orders in preparation for his departure to Ala Mhigo, and Alisaie shares the instructions she received from Lyse. You are to head to Porta Praetoria, where a Resistance fighter will escort you to Alliance Headquarters on Ala Mhigo's northeastern border. You locate the Resistance fighter ordered to await your arrival in the Lochs. Without further ado, you follow your guide to the Alliance's newly constructed field camp. "After listening to your various reports concerning Alphinaud, Gaius, and the lethal Black Rose, Lyse shares her own piece of news: it seems that Emperor Varis himself will be taking a chair at the negotiation table on the condition that you and another member of the Scions are present. Lyse bids you let her know when you are prepared to attend the parley. ※In the event that you leave Alliance Headquarters, speak with the Resistance fighter in Porta Praetoria to re-enter the field camp." "You attend the first round of parley only to witness Emperor Varis dismantle every argument the Alliance leaders bring against him. Rather than let the opportunity for peace slip away, Alisaie begs the Empire's ruler to consider alternatives to war. The Emperor grudgingly agrees to a short recess, granting you time to confer with your comrades. ※In the event that you leave the Garlean Legion Tents, speak with the Resistance fighter in Porta Praetoria to re-enter the site of the parley." Alisaie suspects Emperor Varis has attended the parley for reasons other than brokering a peace. She suggests you speak with the Alliance leaders, and formulate a strategy for learning the Emperor's true purpose. You speak with each of the Alliance leaders in turn, and discuss a number of potential tactics. It is time to report to Alisaie with the insights you have gained. The parley reconvenes, and the Alliance leaders at last elicit a blunt answer from Emperor Varis. But the revelation is hardly a welcome one. He explains how the Empire is a creation of the Ascians, and that to reclaim the world for the races of man, all nations must join together as one. The assembled dignitaries balk at his ultimatum─that in order to win their freedom, they must allow the Rejoining to proceed. Unable to countenance a sacrifice of that scale, you, too, add your voice to the chorus of defiance, and the talks rapidly disintegrate. With the Emperor's hostile farewell still ringing in the air, your party withdraws to Alliance Headquarters. Though peace was never a likely outcome, it seems the parley was successful in its primary purpose: the delay has allowed the vanguard from Doma time to arrive before hostilities begin in earnest...

Come, let's return to Lyse and share the good news about our Far Eastern reinforcements.
Go on ahead, Forename. I will join you in Ala Mhigo with our advance party as soon as I can.
While you and my lord Hien are away crossing swords with the Empire in distant Ala Mhigo, I shall be here with the remainder of our forces, watching our borders. Pray send the Garleans my regards.
We must leave now to convene with Eorzea's leaders, and it may be some time before I return to Doma.
Hakuro─I leave you in command.
My lord!
I shall assemble an advance party with all haste, and join you in Ala Mhigo forthwith.
I've just received word from Lyse. The Alliance has established a base camp near Ala Mhigo's northeastern border.
Once we've arrived in the Lochs, we're to report to a Resistance officer stationed in Porta Praetoria who will point us in the right direction. Let's not keep them waiting.
Quest Accepted
Seiryu's Wall is a formidable barrier, but we cannot afford to lower our guard even for a moment. Only constant vigilance will keep Doma safe from her enemies.
Here we are again, ready to fight the same foe... Yet I would not be anywhere else. This conflict concerns us all. Come what may, we cannot allow the Empire to regain its grip on Ala Mhigo.
Here. I think we've found the guide Lyse mentioned.
Ah, you must be the Scion party I was told to look out for! If you'll follow me, I'll take you directly to Alliance Headquarters.
Accompany the Resistance fighter to Alliance Headquarters?
Yes No
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Welcome back, you two. Greetings, Lord Hien! Glad you could join us!
Glad to be here. I would have come sooner, were our own defenses not in question. But I am pleased to report that our soldiers are assembling for deployment to Ala Mhigo as we speak.
We are grateful for your support. Thanks to the efforts of our allies, it won't be long before we've established defensive positions on this front as well.
Ahem, we have some good news too... Alphinaud has come back to us. As for the bad news...
066464 hr1.png Revolutions
So, Alphinaud won't wake up, Gaius van Baelsar is alive and hunting Ascians, and the Empire is planning to poison us all with toxic gas. Does that sound about right?

Ordinarily, any one of those things would have left me in shock, but the way things have been lately, it's all starting to seem pretty normal.


Getting back to your report, are we sure this “Black Rose” is the weapon Maxima was talking about?
It fits the description. And it seems we have Alphinaud to thank for sparing us an early demonstration of its effectiveness. I've a feeling this won't be the last time his bravery in the Empire will serve us here in Eorzea.

The threat of an unknown weapon has had us all on edge... But now that we know what we're dealing with, we can take steps to defend against it.


As for Gaius...I'm not sure what to think. Am I happy he's alive? Not in the slightest. Am I happy he's hunting Ascians? Aye. I'd have to say I am.
Oh, speaking of Garleans-you-didn't-expect-to-see, we have a tale of our own, as it happens. When we sent envoys to the imperial army to request talks, they returned with the message that “Varis zos Galvus” would be attending.
The Emperor himself? Well, Varis did sanction the Populares' peace mission...
...But knowing that an Ascian walks in his son's skin, I do not see how we can trust him or anyone from that nest of vipers.
The Alliance would proceed with negotiations regardless, if only to give ourselves more time to prepare. We do, however, require your cooperation...
Ah, right, yes... So...as a condition for the talks to go forward, the Empire has requested that a member of the Scions be present. There'll be a representative from each Alliance nation, of course, but I'm afraid we have to ask that you come along too.
Gods, Lyse...you know how much I hate politics. But then what choice do I have? Alphinaud and the others aren't going to do it...
Very well. I shall attend as the Scions' representative.
In case you're wondering why I didn't ask you, the Empire also requested the presence of “Eorzea's champion”...
What will you say?

1) I'll be there.
2) I'm not fond of politics either...

That's settled, then. We don't know what Varis means to bring to the table, or why he wants you there, but having you close at hand will make all the difference.

Oh, you're not, are you? Come on. If Alisaie can put on a brave face, then so can you. Now, we don't know what Varis means to bring to the table, or why he wants you there, but having you close at hand should make all the difference.

The meeting will take place on the border. Anticipating an early assault, we mean to position the bulk of our forces nearby.
The Alliance leaders should already be on their way. Once you're ready, we can head out and join them.
Player7 Icon.png Voiced cutscene end.
Is Emperor Varis in thrall to the Ascians? That is the question.
Should the Empire decide to ignore the rules of parley, we could be fighting far sooner than we'd like. Keep your weapons close.
If Sharlayan could not negotiate peace with the Empire, I rather doubt war can be avoided here. But every moment we steal for our preparations will count in the final reckoning.
Well, I don't suppose it's polite to keep an emperor waiting too long. Shall we?
Parley with the Emperor?
Yes No
Player7 Icon.png Voiced cutscene start.
066464 hr1.png Meteor
Esteemed representatives of the Eorzean Alliance─on behalf of the Garlean Empire, I thank you for inviting me here today.
As this parley was convened at your request, I invite you to speak first.
Very well, Your Radiance. I, Nanamo Ul Namo, seventeenth in the line of Ul, should be pleased to oblige you.

As recent events in Ala Mhigo and Doma have made plain, the subjugation and exploitation of neighboring nations is not a sustainable policy.


Should this day end in war, you may very well defeat us, but you will never extinguish the people's desire for freedom. Though it may not be in our lifetime, there will be another revolution, another war, and the cycle will continue.


Doma has entered into a concord with the nations of Eorzea. A partnership wherein we recognize one another as equals.


Garlemald could be afforded similar treatment. You need only set aside your ambitions and join us in paving a path towards peace.
Hmph! You will not win me over with sophistry, Your Grace.
As you know only too well, this alliance lacks the strength to keep the peace within its own borders. Even now, your struggles with the beastmen continue unabated.
066464 hr1.png Neverborn
Divided, you sow this fertile soil with the seeds of your differences and reap naught but discord and chaos for your trouble. Eorzea must be united under one leader, one purpose. I would offer you both and bring an end to your strife.
With all due respect, Your Radiance, the only thing that you offered the people of Ala Mhigo was fear and hopelessness.
The citizens of Doma can also attest to the meager alms of imperial rule. There is no purpose to be found in a life of oppression, each day more uncertain than the last.
Our people are willing to die for their freedom. A great many already have. And countless more will, if we don't put an end to this madness here and now.
We brought order and stability to your lives. This madness and bloodshed is of your own making. You broke the peace, not Garlemald.
Peace? Order? You kill our peoples, despoil our lands, take everything that is ours. And what? You expect us to lick the boot that grinds our faces into the dirt?
I expect you to weigh the costs. To recognize that countless lives have been lost on both sides in pursuit of a greater good─and to not squander all we have achieved in a fit of petulance.
Your Radiance, I fear I can personally attest to the dangers of pursuing one's vision with such righteous fervor.

For a thousand years, the Holy See of Ishgard waged war with dragons.


A thousand years of sacrifice, of sorrow and hate, in which we bathed in the blood of friend and foe alike. Had it gone on any longer, we may well have drowned.


Yet we have chosen to raise ourselves out of this bloody spiral, and have since made peace with our former enemy.
So I understand. No doubt the dragons were more receptive to your overtures in the wake of their leader's demise.

You speak of peace, yet use war to achieve it. Your father would not have bothered to obscure his intent with honeyed words. He understood that strength is all that matters in the end.


Without his clarity of vision, I can but wonder what will become of Ishgard and her people.
066464 hr1.png Unspoken
There was a time when Garlemald too lacked a leader of conviction. Weak and unable to wield magic, we were at the mercy of the strong, from whom we sought refuge in the bitter cold of the north.
Were it not for the discovery of ceruleum, and the subsequent development of magitek, we might never have gained the power to take back that which was rightfully ours.
You speak as if your people were the first to have been driven from their homes. Limsa Lominsa was built by wayward souls in search of a place to call their own.
On the shores of Vylbrand we found it, and from those humble beginnings did we grow and flourish. And all without robbing our neighbors of their liberty.
So sayeth the pirate. Am I to believe that you simply asked the kobolds to yield up their lands, and that they were happy to oblige you? That you did not drive them out like rats in the hold of one of the many ships seized by your “privateers”?
I will concede that, after centuries of exile, reclamation may be mistaken for invasion. Nevertheless, it is not─and those who till stolen soil have no right to object when cast out in turn.
Your uncompromising nature rivals that of the Ixal.

They too lament circumstances which they themselves perpetuate. Were they but to embrace peace, we would welcome them with open arms. Indeed, some few have done just that, and now receive of the Twelveswood's bounty.


Would that your people might learn from their example.
You would dare compare us to the birdmen? You who thought to invoke the Twelve and threaten all of creation?

I came here in the hope of finding some speck of common ground, but I see now these discussions will accomplish nothing.


Despite what you people may believe, I am not wont to choose the sword over the olive branch. 'Tis but a pity men are loath to accept one without first being shown the other.
066464 hr1.png None
Wait, I beg you! This meeting was supposed to be a chance to find a way forward together, not to bemoan the missteps which brought us here.
Please─if you truly consider violence a last resort, there must be a way we can come to an agreement.
As Mistress Alisaie says, we did not come here to bicker over the past, but to discuss how we might strive towards a brighter future.
Emperor Varis, may I suggest a short recess, that all present might compose themselves prior to beginning anew?
Very well. I pray this intermission will suffice to move these talks in a more constructive direction.
Player7 Icon.png Voiced cutscene end.
For years have we warred with the Empire, and with no end in sight. A parley such as this represents a unique opportunity, and I would not squander it with bitter words.
Why do I get the feeling the Emperor is hiding something...?
Varis holds fast to his ideals, just as I knew he would. He will not be swayed from this path.
For a moment, I feared our talks would descend into violence there and then. Alisaie speaks of her dislike for politics, but her honest plea may very well have prevented an early battle.
Whatever rebuttal I had in mind was lost when Varis mentioned my father. The man is certainly skilled at keeping his opponents off balance.
I do much wonder at Emperor Varis's decision to attend these negotiations... It is plain he has no intention of hearkening to our entreaties. But what then is his goal?
'Tis true that Limsa Lominsa's beginnings were not wholly honorable. But our old wrongs do not make the Empire's deeds right.
Phew. This is really not my forte.

After His Radiance's little performance, it was all I could do not to swear at him. I honestly don't know how I ended up playing the mediator.


I just asked myself what Alphinaud would have done, tried my best to do the same, and...by some miracle, it worked.


But there really is no common ground to be found with that man─nor do I think he looked for any. So the question becomes, what did he come here to do─because you may be certain it wasn't to make peace.


<sigh> ...Whatever it is, I can't make it out─not yet, at least. We do have a little time before the parley is due to reconvene, though, so why not try consulting our illustrious leaders? Mayhap they have some insight to share.
The meeting isn't due to reconvene for a while yet. You might want to ask the others what they think the Emperor is after. It's not impossible one of them could have spotted something we've missed.

Twelve have mercy... But for Lady Alisaie's timely interjection, we might well have come to blows at the negotiating table.
Not that Emperor Varis left us a great many options. Is unconditional surrender all he will accept, do you think?
Ere he arrived, I'd have said yes. But having heard him speak...I cannot help but think he came with some other end in mind.
Exactly! He's building up to something, I know it!
Hmm... How then should we approach the rest of the parley? Have you anything to say, Warrior of Light?
What will you say?

1) Invite Varis to explain himself.
2) Say nothing of Zenos or the Ascians.
You believe he is more apt to reveal the truth if we put him at his ease? ...Mayhap you are right.
Thank you, Forename.
For years have we warred with the Empire, and with no end in sight. A parley such as this represents a unique opportunity, and I would not squander it with bitter words.
Varis holds fast to his ideals, just as I knew he would. He will not be swayed from this path.
Why do I get the feeling the Emperor is hiding something...?

I will say one thing for this Varis─he is well versed in Eorzean history.
His interest in our affairs is that of a beast in its prey. The conqueror would know his enemies.
All should know their enemies. Yet there is much and more we do not know of the Empire.
What will you say?

1) I'm sure Varis would be happy to tell you more...
2) Then it's up to us to change that. Here and now.
Hah! You would have me ask the Emperor himself? Well, mayhap there is some wisdom in that.
If we can skirt the storm of his displeasure, we may yet come to our answers...even if it does mean sailing close to the wind.
I do much wonder at Emperor Varis's decision to attend these negotiations... It is plain he has no intention of hearkening to our entreaties. But what then is his goal?
'Tis true that Limsa Lominsa's beginnings were not wholly honorable. But our old wrongs do not make the Empire's deeds right.

This parley was never like to bring peace, but I had hoped to learn something of Emperor Varis's relationship with the Ascians...
As had we all. Yet if he is in league with them, he is not like to volunteer the fact─and if he is not...how much weaker would his position seem for their presence. If we are to broach that particular subject, we will need to be subtle... <sigh> Would that I knew more of the man... If you would indulge me, Lord Hien: you received an imperial education, did you not? Is it true that the Emperor's will is considered absolute?
There is no higher authority in all of Garlemald, nor else in the heavens, come to that. Veneration of the gods is forbidden─the only worship permitted being that of His Radiance's own person.
What will you say?

1) That sounds suspiciously like a religion in itself.
2) ......
I share your disdain for their hypocrisy. Even as they denigrate the idea of faith, they revere their leader with a fervor others reserve for the divine.
'Tis a flaw common to much of the doctrine they fed us─logical on the surface, perhaps, but contradictory upon closer examination. I wonder if a discussion of the various discrepancies might prompt Varis to reveal something...?
For a moment, I feared our talks would descend into violence there and then. Alisaie speaks of her dislike for politics, but her honest plea may very well have prevented an early battle.
Whatever rebuttal I had in mind was lost when Varis mentioned my father. The man is certainly skilled at keeping his opponents off balance.

You've spoken with everyone then? Good. Now, all that remains is to await the pleasure of the Emperor, and hope we fare better at the second attempt...
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Now then. Who would have the floor?
066464 hr1.png The Coil Tightens
Before we resume, I wish to offer you an apology. After you graciously accepted our invitation to discuss an armistice, we have done naught but rebuke you at every opportunity. I believe I speak for all of us when I say we are deeply sorry for our discourtesy.
I'll admit, your familiarity with our affairs surprised me─and served to remind me how little I know of yours.
I think all here can understand the desire to reclaim one's homeland. But why expand further─that is my question.
If I may─the answer can be found in the imperial doctrine they took great pains to impart to my people.

Recognizing the threat eikons pose to the world, Solus zos Galvus decreed that they were to be eradicated. To this end, he began a campaign to unite all lands under the Garlean banner.


Or so we were taught. Yet the Emperor only reached the Burn─the barrens said to have been laid waste by eikons─after conquering all the lands that lay between. What is more, I am quite certain the practice of summoning was not nearly so widespread in the days before the Empire's founding.
When you put it like that, it all starts to sound like an excuse, doesn't it? But to distract from what? Why are you really waging this war?
066464 hr1.png None
...Finally, you ask the right question.
I can but hope you heed mine answer and at last accept the righteousness of our cause.
066464 hr1.png The Emperor's Wont
My goal is this: to return the world to the way it once was. The way it was always meant to be.

In doing so, mankind will be made whole once more.


No longer will we suffer from the dissension born of our differences.


There will be but one race─a perfect race─as we were when time began.
What in Rhalgr's name are you talking about?
I am talking about the origins of this star. Of the Source, and its thirteen reflections.

At the instant of the great sundering, 'twas not only the world that was shattered, but mankind itself. Thus were we divided into myriad races, each with its own unique imperfections.


That is why man looks upon his neighbor and feels fear and hatred. Why he wages war. Why he kills his brother.


You all in your own way have proven as much today. The peace you seek is but a fleeting solution to a fundamental problem. One which calls for more drastic measures.


To bring about everlasting peace, our worlds must be rejoined.


That is the goal the Empire would see realized─the glorious future unto which we shall one day shepherd mankind.
A rejoining of worlds...?
I have heard this tale of the Source and its reflections before...
Are these not the selfsame desires as the Ascians?
Emperor Varis! Do not trust in their words. They will lead you to your doom.
My father thought to use them, but in the end he succumbed to their temptations. He embraced summoning like so many other pawns before him. Do not tell us you mean to do the same!
To be a pawn, free from the burden of choice, would be a blessing...
But I foreswore that privilege the day I learned that the Garlean Empire was built by the hand of an Ascian.
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What!?
Yes. My grandsire, the former emperor, is of their number. And who better to build an empire capable of bringing about the calamitous change we desire?
Would you condemn me for this alliance, for bowing to the will of these shadowy masters, when the prize is true and lasting peace?
What will you say?

1) Your prize is a lie. Your masters, demons.
2) I will stop you and the Ascians. No matter the cost.
I come not to conquer, but to liberate─to free man from the prison of divergence.

Imagine a world united. One perfect race beneath a single standard.


An army before whose might these servants of Darkness and Light would fly as leaves in a storm, never again to meddle in man's affairs.


We would be the masters of our own fate!


I bid you join me! Not as subjects of Garlemald, but of a new nation! And together we shall win freedom for ourselves and generations yet unborn!
You want to trigger another half-dozen calamities? You can't be serious!
Have you forgotten how many died? There will be no one left!
Do you truly imagine we would aid you in your bloodletting?
It is unthinkable! Unconscionable!
And what is the alternative? To be as cattle waiting for slaughter. I would have us work together, that we might take fate into our own hands.
Into your hands, perhaps...
But what of the other worlds, Your Radiance? With every calamity, you obliterate a star and every soul that dwells on it!
To the Ascians, we are all but tiny, momentary specks within an indifferent universe. We cannot hope to oppose them until we have been made whole once more.
Are these truly the words of Garlemald's ruler?
066464 hr1.png Revolutions
The flaws and foibles which you so abhor are what make us who we are. Every nation─even yours, Emperor Varis─is made whole through the combination of these imperfections, the strengths of one compensating for the weaknesses of another.

While it is true that man succumbs all too often to anger and avarice, he may yet overcome his baser instincts through the forming of bonds with others, fostering community and cooperation.


That the protector of an empire should not only reject these fundamental truths, but seek to change them at so dear a cost to life is indefensible.


Such a man is not fit to govern.
And you, Warrior of Light? Would you refuse me as well?
What will you say?

1) I cannot condone such a loss of life.
2) We can defeat the Ascians as we are.
It would seem the Alliance is of one mind on this matter.
You Eorzeans never cease to disappoint me.

Though I suppose I have only myself to blame for expecting more from savages.


This discussion is at an end. I bid you make ready for our next meeting. It will not be at the negotiating table.
Player7 Icon.png Voiced cutscene end.
His grand plan is to bring about more calamities!? This is insanity! This madman must be stopped at all costs!
The Empire exists to wage war, and war it shall have. But its vast armies pour in like the tides themselves─this could very well be the greatest military threat Eorzea has ever faced...
My first engagement as Flame General, and it is full-scale war with the Empire... I feel some measure of nervousness, of course, but I swear I will make Father proud in the battles to come!
We suspected Ascians meddled in the shadows of the Empire, but the truth is far beyond my wildest imagining. At least now we know the face of our enemy, and need not hesitate to strike at its heart!
I am glad we arrived in time to aid in the battle. Though our vanguard may be small, these few are our chosen elite─the finest warriors of the Far East.
Now that we have learned the Emperor's true purpose, war has become an inevitability. 'Tis times like these I curse my own uselessness in battle...
I refuse the Emperor's words with all of my being. What justice is there in an ideal that demands the sacrifice of so many?
I was born in the Empire, but I will never serve the Emperor. Only the Seedseer commands my loyalty.
It makes a twisted kind of sense that the Empire was built by the chaos bringers themselves. The revelation yet rattles me, but now that we know our enemies are one and the same, we have a target upon which to unleash the full force of the Alliance!
Send me to the front lines, if you please. We'll give the imperials a taste of the Maelstrom's cannons─not to mention my axe!
The Ascians are terrible beings indeed that they would found an entire nation to further their dark designs. 'Twould seem that the Empire's history is as sinister as Ishgard's own.
The Temple Knights have deployed in full strength. Eorzea's future is Ishgard's future, and our fates ride upon the outcome of this conflict.
I came back to find Doma's advance party ready and waiting for battle. So, as worrying as our little chat with the Emperor was, it did buy enough time for at least some of our allies to arrive.
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