A Harey Situation

Mainquest1 Icon.png Lv. 84   A Harey Situation

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Thancred: Mare Lamentorum - Bestways Burrow (x:21.6, y:14.2)

Map33 Icon.pngClosest Aetheryte: Bestways Burrow

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071201.png84Helping HandsMainquest1 Icon.png Helping Hands (Level 84)

Spacer2.png Any Disciple of War or Magic (excluding limited jobs) (Level 84)

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Experience Points

Phrygian Chest Gear Coffer (IL 533)
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Journal detail hr1 04.png Description
Thancred's dumbfounded expression suggests he is still struggling to comprehend the spectacle he has just witnessed.
Journal detail hr1 01.png Objectives
  • Speak with the chipper Loporrit.
  • Speak with the dozing Loporrit.
  • Speak with the snappy Loporrit.
  • Speak with the snappy Loporrit again.
Journal detail hr1 02.png Unlocks Quests
071201.png84A Taste of the MoonMainquest1 Icon.png A Taste of the Moon (Level 84)

  • Thancred's dumbfounded expression suggests he is still struggling to comprehend the spectacle he has just witnessed.

They must be the Loporrits mentioned in the watcher's records.

Not at all what I expected. But the watcher did bid us heed their counsel...

I assume the one who gave that rousing speech was their leader, though we might have to ask about in order to track her down. Come on then, let us be about it.
Quest Accepted

The Loporrits all appear to have set about their tasks. Whither is their leader, I wonder?
Such a fascinating apparatus, though it's hard to believe it could house so many crew members. Even so, there is nothing else here to suggest other types of accommodation.
I only saw her from a distance, but her fur was brown if that helps at all.

Hum hum-hummm~♪
The leader of the crew? Not me, I'm afraid. Singingway's the name!
I'm in charge of the construction and maintenance of the atmospheric circulation system. Only the crispest, cleanest air for the people of Etheirys─and that's a promise!
Mlem mlem mlem... Leader...? No...
Sleepingway... My job is...is... Hmm. Perhaps I'd better ask...

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Wh-What!? How in the─!?
When did you get here? Who let you in? Why wasn't I told!?

What will you say?
Take me to your leader. Were you the one giving orders earlier? Hum hum-hummm~♪
Leader? Ah, yes─ahem! Look no further─I am the one you seek.
Me? Oh, yes─of course! As the only one around here capable of doing anything properly, it falls to me to take charge of the others.
...What was that supposed to be? Your humming─if one can even call it that─is atrociously off-key! It should sound more like this!
As leader of the Loporrits, I cannot allow substandard attempts at musicality to go unremarked, even if you are a guest. But being the magnanimous sort that I am, I'll forgive you this once.
Well, well. Looks like you beat us here.
Your friends, I take it. Is this all of them?

A group comprised entirely of children? What must their parents be thinking?

This isn't a nursery, after all. Though perhaps we should build one. Or did we build one already?

No matter. You needn't worry your pretty little heads. All will be well, I promise.

But goodness me, we shouldn't be standing about gawping. I must take you to meet the others.

If you could run along back toward the entrance, you'll find a path that leads to the central platform on the upper floor.

There's no wrong way to reach it, but it's the large, glowing ball at the center, if you should find yourselves lost.

I shall gather the others and meet you there.
Well, then. Back to the upper floor it is.
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Visitors, at last. Welcome!
'Tis astounding how the Loporrits─despite their diminutive stature─are able to maintain such gargantuan facilities.
The aetheric composition and density of this sphere is quite similar to the crystalline concepts we've seen before. It likely shares their capacity for storing memories and knowledge.
Given their size, getting from one end of this place to the other must be exhausting. I honestly don't know how they do it.

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Right, of course! Introductions are in order. Ahem!
My name is Livingway, and we are the Loporrits. Created for the express purpose of commanding this ship and bearing the people of Etheirys to a brave new world!
More specifically, I am the one whom She charged with the execution of Her most vital plans. You might say I'm Her right paw!
Mappingway's the name. Map reader and navigator of the heavens.
Pleased to meet you all, but...I'm still trying to make sense of...this.
Confusion and bewilderment are completely understandable. Fear not! I shall walk you through it.

The people of Etheirys─through no fault of your own, I'm sure─set in motion a series of events that, unfortunately, culminated in Zodiark's obliteration.

Acutely aware of the imminent crisis, your parents sent you little ones on ahead while they began the necessary preparations.

Still not following? No? Very well! I shall elaborate further!

Here we have Etheirys─your home─and the moon, where we are now.

Without Zodiark around to keep things lively, so to speak, the celestial currents of the star have doubtless begun to degrade.

A calamity of apocalyptic proportions will be visited upon Etheirys, bringing an end to all life. Very sad, that.
So too hath the watcher claimed. By thine unperturbed countenance, I gather this eventuality was anticipated?
The doom and gloom? Oh yes, quite expected.

Imagine, if you will, that Etheirys is a delicious carrot that I've forgotten to eat and left out in the midday sun.

The most earnest wishes or prayers will not stop it from rotting to the core.

So, sadly, there's nothing to be done but to abandon said carrot─Etheirys, in case the metaphor is lost on you─to its grisly fate.
...And this moon will serve as the vessel to deliver us to a new home.
Just so! We will gather up as many people, supplies, and resources as our stores will hold.

And then, once everyone is aboard, it's off to another star!

Easier said than done, admittedly, for one does not simply hop from star to star on a whim. Which is precisely why we've spent countless years constructing the most propulsive of propulsion systems!

We ought to make it to our destination in two shakes of a rabbit's tail.
Impressive technology. I daresay it is beyond anything we have ever seen.
No need to shower us with praise. All we've done is faithfully carry out the instructions left to us by Hydaelyn.

Back in the old days, when She was still just Venat, She was dedicated to the study of the world and its inner workings.

And the watcher─the real one, not the simulacrum you met─was one of Her fellow researchers.

We and this wondrous vessel masquerading as a moon are products of their knowledge and know-how.
There's certainly more to you all than meets the eye. Might I ask where exactly you intend to take us?
We identified a few promising candidates for resettlement some time ago, but we cannot guarantee that they are fit for habitation.
Moreover, the ship can only travel in short bursts. We intend to go down our list, hopping from star to star, until we find one suitable for resettlement.
No need to worry, though. The vessel is being refurbished with accommodation for an extended stay as we speak.
While we did have to rely upon outside help to determine what amenities were essential, I daresay we have risen to the challenge.
Help? From who?
From you and yours, who else? Each time we woke to perform regularly scheduled maintenance, we were greeted by the resources you sent us. What better way to learn about the preferences and proclivities of our present-day charges?
Ah, but you're still adorable little children. Perhaps your elders were responsible for the deliveries?
I'm not sure what led you to conclude otherwise, but I can assure you that we are all grown men and women.
And I very much doubt my "elders" know this place exists, much less how to send you so much as a Starlight missive.
What? Then who in blazes let you on my moon?

Hydaelyn Herself led you here?

You don't say! Well, that's... Really? Not children? Then why are you so small and stunted? Like little baby carrot people?
While Amaurotines were a great deal taller, in the present day, persons of such prodigious size are exceedingly rare.
So...you're saying everyone's not like the watcher?
Counfound it all! Someone could've at least scribbled a note about your profound miniaturization...
That tome in thy possession...
Oh, this? One of the first books sent to us. A compendium of the people of Etheirys─with a few blank pages at the back for minor corrections and updates as needed.

The sum total of our knowledge of your kind is contained in these pages.

I thought it was abridged and made small for our benefit, but...this isn't a regular-sized book, is it?


Buildingway, can you hear me? Yes, we're all very busy.

Change of plans. I need you to rebuild the domiciles at one-third the scale.

All of them. Yes, all of them! And but me no buts! See to it with all speed!
Perhaps you could tell us a bit more about your terrestrial collaborators.
Yes, yes, in due time─but first I'd like to hear more about you, if it's all the same. I'd rather not risk any other complications due to outdated knowledge of our passengers-to-be.
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Quest Complete

Oh dear. I certainly hope Buildingway can complete the renovations before more guests arrive.
Or perhaps he should leave them as they are? That way, you'd have more space to lounge about.
'Tis unfortunate that the domiciles were constructed in error, but their willingness to perform such sweeping renovations is a testament to their commitment.
I cannot fathom the resources required for a facility so vast...
I should have realized something was amiss when Livingway referred to us as children. What other delightful misconceptions do they hold, I wonder.
Why do I get the feeling we're going to have our hands full dealing with the Loporrits?
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