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A §trαnge New World

Mainquest1 Icon.png Lv. 89   A §trαnge New World

Journal detail hr1 07.png Acquisition
Alphinaud: Ragnarok Central Core - the Ragnarok (x:13.9, y:33.6)

Map33 Icon.pngClosest Aetheryte: Wineport

Journal detail hr1 08.png Requirements
071201.png89Unto the HeavensMainquest1 Icon.png Unto the Heavens (Level 89)

Spacer2.png Any Disciple of War or Magic (excluding limited jobs) (Level 89)

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Experience Points

Lotus Pink Dye
Lotus Pink Dye
Plum Purple Dye
Plum Purple Dye
Regal Purple Dye
Regal Purple Dye
Allagan Silver Piece
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Journal detail hr1 04.png Description
Try as he might, Alphinaud can find no sign of Thancred.
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Journal detail hr1 02.png Unlocks Quests
071201.png89On Burdεned ωingsMainquest1 Icon.png On Burdεned ωings (Level 89)

Journal detail hr1 07.png NPCs Involved
AlphinaudAlisaieY'shtolaUriangerG'raha TiaEstinienLivingwayMeteion
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Molten Structure

  • Try as he might, Alphinaud can find no sign of Thancred.

It's so dark. I can barely see anything...
We were clearly no match for Meteion, yet we survived unscathed. But how...?
Didst thou witness what became of Thancred? So quickly was I overcome by Meteion's malevolence that I saw naught of their altercation.
If Meteion should strike again with such overwhelming force, I honestly don't know how we are to oppose her.
There is a dizzying, disorienting feeling about this place. As if I could lose my footing at any moment... We must be careful.
Don't hesitate to make the most of the provisions node. There's no telling what you might run into out there, or if anything we have to offer might help, but I'd personally rather brave the unknown with a full pack than an empty one.
We're fortunate this place can support life...albeit barely, I suspect, given the torpid, stale quality of the air...

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.

Try not to stray too far, lest we lose sight of one another.
Quest Accepted
This...this cannot be real.
I see no one else in this barren waste, do you? Then why do I feel like we're not there's another presence with us. Something dark...and mournful...
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.
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.
These remains have long since turned to ash...and yet, they retain their form.
What was this, I wonder...?
Ruins. But of what, I wonder?

Perhaps we can find something to help us understand the nature of this place. A relic, an inscription, anything...

Be careful, Forename. I cannot shake the feeling we're being watched. Gods, you don't think there are ghosts you?
The metallic pillar has been partially melted, likely sometime in the distant past.
The damage does not appear to have been inflicted deliberately. Rather, it calls to mind the indiscriminate destruction often wrought in the heat of battle...
Look here─this part is relatively intact.

The intricate design of the top suggests it is man-made, though its builders were surely not men as we conceive of them.

Having said that, I swear I have seen this pattern before...

I know this pattern. But from where...?
I thought this hill might afford a better view of our surroundings... A poor decision in hindsight.

Besides the light from the ship, all is shrouded in darkness. If Thancred is here, I'd never know it.

From what I can tell, we are near the edge of an island─if you can call it that─surrounded by floating debris.

Have care should you decide to climb higher. Were you to fall, you might well tumble through the great expanse for all eternity.
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Were you able to find anything?
As I feared. And still no trace of Thancred.
There's nothing but emptiness as far as the eye can see, which, unfortunately, isn't very far.

Though I can't help but suspect that someone...or something is here.

There are times when I sense it drawing close...and then a chill washes over me, leaving me exhausted.

Leaving me with feelings of death and anguish...
What will you say?
I think I might see something over there... I felt it too when I was near that thing...
What are you talking about? There's nothing there.
Before we jump to any conclusions, perhaps we should search elsewhere.
Agreed. We've found only more questions when we are in desperate need of answers.
There's a fair stretch of terrain from the ship's starboard we've yet to explore.
Let us try searching there, then.
Forename. A word, before we join the others.
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You see them too, don't you? The dragons.

As I thought. Their presence is tenuous at best, but there's no mistaking it.

No doubt your bond with Midgardsormr, and mine with Nidhogg, is what allows us to perceive them.

Could these apparitions be related to the dragons that now live on Etheirys?

...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.

Hmm... Death and anguish. What happened to them, I wonder?
In the time before, I soared across our skies. North, west, south, wind swifter than I. Now, those skies are lost to me.
Hmm... Thou art unlike the others—this place ill befits thee. Do not tarry overlong...
To dwell on the past yieldeth naught. Our desires meant little to our destiny, and less now.
Yet regrets find me nevertheless...
Long ago, hatchings were marked by song and merriment. Alas, such joy will never be ours again...
Nay, we shall curse the machines that stole all we held dear unto the end of time.
Ere the metal came, my kin were many and splendid. Elegant wyrms like unto ripples on the water, wyrms possessed of limbs so powerful as to rend the land in twain...
Wyrms I have long since forgotten, faces lost to the tides of time...
Drink not of this spring. Tainted are its waters, and thy dainty form hath not the capacity to withstand it.
Long has it been since I forgot the pain of despair. Now I gaze upon our clan feeling naught, simply waiting for the end... Pray leave me be.
Look there! Are those...are those ghosts, do you think?
My sight may have been restored after a fashion, but I fear what I see cannot be trusted...
It's as if Meteion herself has etched these images upon my heart. I doubt not that such a feat is within her power, given that she constructed this sanctuary herself.
Surely, mine eyes deceive me. This cannot be possible.
Dragons... 'Tis true they are not of our world. But to find them in a prison of despair...
It seems these dragons have yet to succumb completely to the darkness of this place. Meaning the others should see them as well.
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Quest Completed
I understand now why the Loporrits were surprised to find that this environment could sustain life. There but for Thancred's sacrifice...
He can't really be gone, can he? Meteion herself said his soul persists, that he is the reason we are still breathing. If so then maybe...maybe...
His will was strong enough to reshape Ultima Thule that we might survive. That I might see again. His sacrifice must not be wasted.
It's hard to believe Thancred was able to overcome Meteion's will. Yet here we are... Would that the price for his victory had not been so high.
My aim was true. I had her.
How are we to defeat an enemy we can't attack?
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