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An Armorer's Pride

Featurequest1 Icon.png Lv. 20   An Armorer's Pride
Quest

Journal detail hr1 07.png Acquisition
H'naanza: Limsa Lominsa Upper Decks - Naldiq & Vymelli's (x:10.6, y:15.4)

Map33 Icon.pngClosest Aetheryte: Limsa Lominsa Lower Decks → The Aftcastle

Journal detail hr1 08.png Requirements
071341.png15One's Own Worst CriticFeaturequest1 Icon.png One's Own Worst Critic (Level 15)

Armorer Icon 3.png Armorer (Level 20)

Journal detail hr1 03.png Rewards

24,360
Experience Points

470
Gil
Guaranteed
Iron Doming Hammer
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Initiate's Headgear

 
Initiate's Gloves

 
Cotton Breeches of Crafting
Allagan Bronze Piece
Allagan Bronze Piece
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Journal detail hr1 04.png Description
Forgemaster H'naanza wishes to discuss the issue of Blanstyr and his actions within the guild.
Journal detail hr1 01.png Objectives
Journal detail hr1 02.png Unlocks Quests
071341.png25Showing Your SteelFeaturequest1 Icon.png Showing Your Steel (Level 25)

Journal detail hr1 08.png Items Involved
Iron Hoplon
Journal detail hr1 07.png NPCs Involved
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H'naanzaBlanstyr
 

  • Forgemaster H'naanza wishes to discuss the issue of Blanstyr and his actions within the guild.
  • The forgemaster has asked you to speak with Blanstyr and glean his opinions on the running of the guild. That the irascible veteran might deem you worthy of his time, H'naanza suggests you offer him proof of your burgeoning skill in the form of a materia-enhanced iron hoplon. Unfortunately, the guild cannot spare the necessary materials, leaving you with two options: buy what you need from Hawkers' Alley, or mine the iron yourself. Should you require an explanation on materia, the forgemaster recommends that you seek the counsel of the goblin Mutamix, who resides at a camp in central Thanalan.
  • You have approached Blanstyr bearing a materia-enhanced iron hoplon. Though notoriously unforgiving of the slightest flaw, the artisan seems well pleased with your work on the shield. After praising your dedication and skill, Blanstyr shares his thoughts on an armorer's duty and on the current─to his mind, disastrous─course of the guild. Caught between two opposing viewpoints, you resolve to put both from your mind and focus on your own development.
※The next armorer quest will be available from H'naanza upon reaching level 25.

What do ye want? H'naanza have ye runnin' errands again?

What's this? Brought me a shield, have ye? With materia? Impressive, but don't imagine a bit o' materia's enough to make up for shoddy workmanship. I ain't the kind to be blinded by sparklies, lad! Now, let's have a closer look...


...Bugger me. ...'Tis when they make the step up from bronze to iron that the weaker craftsmen start to show their limitations. The metal bein' a damn sight harder to shape, all manner o' flaws creep into their work.


But there ain't a single bleedin' one in this shield. Yer hammer blows were steady an' measured.


An' ye've kept the thickness o' the iron nice an' even, too. No bugger wants his shield splittin' in half 'cause the armorer beat a bit o' the plate too thin. A fine piece o' work, this. Damn fine.


That's twice ye've passed me inspection now. I'm convinced. Ye've the kind o' skill as demands respect, lad.


So, as one artisan to another, let me ask ye a question: what are yer thoughts on H'naanza's handlin' o' the guild? I know ye ain't been with us for long, but ye must've wondered what she was playin' at, am I right?


If ye ask me, the soft-hearted wench is pollutin' the damn place with blunderin' amateurs what are armorers in naught but name.


An armorer crafts gear as keeps men alive. If ye lack the skill or the experience to make armor as'll do that job, ye've no business holdin' a hammer.


Just imagine what'd happen if a breastplate made by one o' them lackwits fell apart in battle. An' not just to the poor bastard wearin' it, neither─I'm talkin' about what'd become o' the guild's good name.


The way H'naanza entrusts these novices with a real craftsman's work...she's spittin' in the face o' the Builder!


Only a tried an' true armorer should be takin' on orders an' dealin' with valued patrons.


By refusin' to get rid o' the dregs, H'naanza's dampenin' the flames in our forges. “Forgemaster,” my arse... How can she be so bloody blind!?
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