| Zone
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Sublocation
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Coordinates
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Map
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| Limsa Lominsa Upper Decks
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Coral Tower
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(x:11.2, y:6.2)
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Map
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| Eastern La Noscea
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(x:21.3, y:25.4)
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Map
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| Eastern La Noscea
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Raincatcher Gully Docks
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(x:22.1, y:26)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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The Wanderer's Palace
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(x:26.6, y:22.7)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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The Wanderer's Palace
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(x:26.6, y:22.7)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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The Wanderer's Palace
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(x:26.6, y:22.7)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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The Wanderer's Palace
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(x:25.7, y:22.4)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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Oakwood
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(x:33.9, y:24.9)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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Camp Bronze Lake
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(x:29.6, y:25.7)
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Map
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| Outer La Noscea
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The Long Climb
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(x:13.9, y:15.5)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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Zelma's Run
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(x:27.2, y:17.7)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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Camp Bronze Lake
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(x:29.6, y:23.1)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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Camp Bronze Lake
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(x:31.3, y:22.8)
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Map
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| Outer La Noscea
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Kobold Dig
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(x:15.8, y:16.4)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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Jijiroon's Trading Post
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(x:26, y:22.3)
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Map
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| Western Thanalan
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Vesper Bay
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(x:11.9, y:15.2)
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Map
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| South Shroud
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Camp Tranquil
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(x:17.1, y:28.6)
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Map
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| South Shroud
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Camp Tranquil
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(x:17.1, y:28.8)
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Map
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| South Shroud
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Quarrymill
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(x:24.7, y:24.9)
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Map
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| South Shroud
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Lower Paths
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(x:14.6, y:30.5)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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Bronze Lake
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(x:25.6, y:22.4)
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Map
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| Upper La Noscea
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Bronze Lake
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(x:25.6, y:22.4)
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Map
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| Royal Palace
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The Hall of the Griffin
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(x:11.1, y:6.5)
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Map
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| Garlemald
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The Eblan Rime
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(x:13.6, y:31.8)
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Map
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| Garlemald
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Camp Broken Glass
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(x:14.9, y:31.2)
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Map
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| Gender
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Male
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| Race
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Lalafell
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| Clan
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Plainsfolk
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| Body Type
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Adult
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| Height
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(~37.2 inches)
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| Jaw
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Option 1
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| Eye Shape
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Option 1
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| Iris Size
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Small
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| Eye Color
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| Eyebrows
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Option 1
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| Nose
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Option 4
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| Ear Shape
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Option 1
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| Mouth
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Option 1
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| Ear Length
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Facial Features/Tattoos/Ear Clasp/Face Paint
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Weapon/Tools/Shield
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| Gender
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Male
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| Race
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Lalafell
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| Clan
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Plainsfolk
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| Body Type
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Adult
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| Height
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(~37.2 inches)
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| Jaw
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Option 1
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| Eye Shape
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Option 1
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| Iris Size
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Small
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| Eye Color
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| Eyebrows
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Option 1
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| Nose
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Option 4
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| Ear Shape
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Option 1
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| Mouth
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Option 1
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| Ear Length
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Weapon/Tools/Shield
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| Default:
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Greetings, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. It appears that both thew and thought are needed here, and who embodies both as well as I? So, for the time being, my research into ancient Nym must wait.
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| After: Forward, the Royal Marines
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Greetings, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. The time has come for us marines to show our valor upon the battlefield. All who see us will know of our name and quake before our might!
To victory─come hells or high water!
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| Default:
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I made the mistake of asking Broenbhar if he knew of any effective methods of staving off the cold. According to him, working up a sweat from smashing boulders repeatedly with an axe works wonders, though that is hardly the sort of advice I was hoping for...
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| Default:
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Oh, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, I cannot tell you how glad I am to see you returned. Fear not, we have kept the camp safe in your absence, and shall continue to do so. Pray, warm yourself by the fire and leave guard duty to us!
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Greetings, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. A pity that our paths will be diverging on the battlefield, though we shall see each other again once the dust has settled, worry not. And when we do, you shall find me stronger than before.
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| How fare you of late? After: Forward, the Royal Marines
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I am continuing to train under Sergeant Tolga. Though he has recognized I am worth of the Royal Marines, he sees that I have not yet awakened to my full potential. However, I can no longer focus solely on my own progress.
There are many members of the Marauders' Guild who wish to learn Nymian techniques. They must be taught to defend the defenseless, and you and I must lead by example. To victory, my friend—come hells or high water.
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| How is Setoto? After: Our Unsung Heroes
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She has never been better! Her good health and smile are quite possibly the Royal Marines' biggest victory to date. Though, I suppose Landenel and Setoto's father also deserve some of that credit.
Truly, a parent's love knows no bounds. Mayhap if I ever come to sire children, I will understand what spurred him to make such a great sacrifice.
I suppose what you really want to know is if Setoto ever joined the Royal Marines? While yet to become an official member, she has been training with me every day. I wanted to invite you to join us, but she insists that she requires my full attention to improve.
Between my rigorous training regimen and her eagerness to learn, she is certain to become a proper marine in next to no time!
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| What is a scholar? After: Our Unsung Heroes
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Surely, by now you know far more about this subject than I do. <sigh> If you truly wish to hear it again, however, I shall not begrudge you an explanation.
In that age of wonders more than fifteen hundred years ago, when rival nations brought earth-shattering magicks against one another, scholars were instrumental in ensuring the survival of Nym.
Though they were far fewer in number relative to the marines, it is clear that these mages formed the backbone of the Nymian military.
One might describe their role as one which provides support, but that does not adequately describe their capabilities, as far as I am concerned.
Powerful restorative and enhancing magicks, well, those were hardly unusual in that day and age. No, what set scholars apart was both the strength of their magicks, and the manner in which they employed them.
Aye, I speak of the faeries, those otherworldly creatures which the scholars learned to bind and control.
However, as we saw firsthand on several occasions, that control is not absolute. And praise the Twelve that it is not, or we might have never learned the true nature of tonberries!
Alas, I fear that revelation will do little to change how the tortured souls are treated. So long as the rancor drives tonberries to violence, the people of Vylbrand will have no choice but to defend themselves.
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| What of the Ilsabard contingent? After: Best of the Best
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The Ilsabard contingent? I hope you don't think I've abandoned them—far from it! I merely thought my research on military tactics might be of service, and so I returned to gather a few things.
Constantly shuffling back and forth between my duties here and with the Ilsabard contingent, I feel I'm beginning to understand how busy your life must be. Honestly, I don't know how you manage.
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| What of the Ilsabard contingent? After: Gateway of the Gods
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It was an honor to fight at your side, and an invaluable experience besides.
But the fight isn't over yet! We must continue to give it our all if we're to prove the strength of scholars and marauders alike!
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- Affiliation
- Limsa Lominsa
- Occupation
- Marauder
- Biography
- Born to parents employed by the Mealvaan's Gate customs house, Alka Zolka grew into a youth with a refined appreciation for reading. Surrounded by the unlettered children of fishermen and sailors, however, his love for books was often mocked as the pointless pastime of a weakling landlubber. Fueled by indignation and determined to prove that strategy trumps brute force, Alka presented himself as an aspirant to the Marauders' Guild upon his sixteenth nameday. Though his peers within the guild held his intellectual pursuits in equally low regard, he weathered their insults with unyielding stoicism. Alka had learned of the military tactics of Nym from an ancient tablet, and knew that if he could but recreate their wisdom, he would wield a weapon greater than any reaver's axe.
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Closest Aetheryte: Camp Broken Glass
