An Eye for Aether
The Dravanian Hinterlands
The Collectors' Quarter
I had not thought to behold this tome again... There. It is deciphered. Now your friend should be able to make sense of the contents. That said, it's one thing to understand the workings of the aetheric converger, and another to actually make it work. You do realize how much aether is required?
Cid is keenly aware of the energy dilemma. His airship is by no means large, and it can only bear a limited quantity of crystals.
If only we had white auracite and the aetheric siphon...
Alas, Minfilia is missing, along with both artifacts. And Moenbryda is gone...
Would that there were another ready wellspring of energy for us to draw upon...
Why did it not occur to us before? We already have what we need: the Eye! It has been drawing aether into itself for as long as the great wyrms have lived! It is a veritable wellspring of energy!
Hm, it might just suit our needs. But is this energy something that can be harnessed at will?
I believe so─with the aid of the Azure Dragoon of Ishgard.
Then it is settled. Let us return to the Holy See at once.
Shtola, wait. When did the light fade from your eyes?
I might have known that it would not escape your notice. It has been this way since I returned from the Lifestream. An aftereffect of the teleportation magick I invoked, most like.
They are called “forbidden spells” for a reason. What were you thinking, girl?
I have no regrets. I but did what was necessary to preserve the light of hope─to keep my promise to Minfilia. Besides, it afforded me the rare opportunity to wander the aether─a once in a lifetime experience.
I need not tell you that it consumes your very life force to see by sensing the aether around you. Take care of yourself, do you hear me?
I will, Master Matoya. And thank you.
At the Studium, I had the good fortune to be tutored by some of the finest scholars in Sharlayan. I can safely say, however, that Master Matoya exceeds them all. How I should have liked to listen to her arguing with my grandfather...
(As if you could conceal it...from her of all people...) Hm? Pay me no mind. I was but thinking aloud.
Thanks to your customarily heroic efforts, we now possess the knowledge to build an aetheric ram. All that remains is to secure its energy source. Let us hasten back to Ishgard and consult Ser Aymeric regarding the Eye.
'Tis well that you were able to retrieve the tome. Had you failed, Master Matoya planned to have us take dictation while she quoted its contents from memory.
Congregation of Our Knights Most Heavenly
Ah, you are returned!
Ser Aymeric, I am pleased to see that your recovery proceeds apace. May I introduce Y'shtola, a fellow Scion of the Seventh Dawn and Archon of Sharlayan.
My lord. Pray excuse me for forgoing due pleasantries, but we seek your counsel regarding the aetheric ram. Though we now possess the knowledge to build such a device, we yet lack an appropriate source of energy with which to power it. We believe, however, that Ishgard may possess the solution to our problem.
You need not apologize, my lady. Full eager am I to learn of your progress. Please, tell me of this energy source that you believe we possess.
...And you are certain that the Eye can lend its power to Master Matoya's aetheric converger?
At Estinien's command─yes.
Very well. I shall speak with him.
My thanks, Ser Aymeric.
Nay, my friend, 'tis I who should thank you─as should every Ishgardian. You labor in our name, with nary a care for your own safety.
Let us next speak with Cid. He will doubtless be eager to begin work on the aetheric ram.
I shall personally relay your proposal to Estinien. If that which you ask is possible, you may be assured of his cooperation. My thanks again, Forename.
I am glad that you and yours are safe.
I count my blessings for every familiar face I see. I pray that the coming days will find more of our friends returned to us.
The Enterprise has undergone so much change, I scarcely recognized her.
A bit of sleep-deprivation won't kill me, I suppose. But if it does...well, then I'll have all the sleep I want, and the joke will be on Biggs!
What do you think? Looks like a different ship, doesn't she?
Most folk know Master Garlond as a genius inventor. It's only when you come to work for him that you realize he's a godsdamned tyrant taskmaster. Just, uh...don't tell him I said that, all right?
Ah, you're back! The preliminary work on the Enterprise is more or less finished. Tell me you found a way to build the aetheric ram!
Greetings, Cid. It has been a while. This tome contains the fruits of my former master's research on a device known as an aetheric converger. Our ram should operate on the selfsame principle.
Ack, where are my manners? Put a toy like this in my hand, and I go off into my own world... Gods, it's good to see you! And bearing a gift besides─a very distracting one, if I might add! If I didn't know better, I'd think it was my nameday.
...But there will be time for tearful reunions later. I'll make a start on the tome right away. So long as I have a grasp of the fundamentals, I should be able to knock something together. Which leaves the small matter of the energy source...
We believe we have found a solution to that problem as well.
Pray forgive us our lateness.
The power of the Eye is not to be drawn upon lightly, but I believe we have sufficient cause to do so.
So this is the fabled Eye... By the Twelve...it seethes. 'Tis a wonder such power can be contained, much less controlled...
Boys! Our friends have kindly provided all the ingredients. Let's see if we can't make something out of them!
You heard the chief! We're not resting till the aetheric ram is operational! Not one wink of sleep!
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