At the End of Our Hope

Mainquest1 Icon.png Lv. 50   At the End of Our Hope
Quest

Journal detail hr1 07.png Acquisition
This quest requires you to fight enemies in a level 52 instance with a 30 minute time limit.
Artoirel: Coerthas Western Highlands - Riversmeet - Camp Riversmeet (x:23.1, y:24.5)

Map33 Icon.pngClosest Aetheryte: Falcon's Nest

Journal detail hr1 08.png Requirements
071201.png50Reconnaissance LostMainquest1 Icon.png Reconnaissance Lost (Level 50)

Spacer2.png Any Disciple of War or Magic (excluding limited jobs) (Level 50)

Journal detail hr1 03.png Rewards

96,000
Experience Points

1,399
Gil
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Journal detail hr1 04.png Description
Lord Artoirel seems loath to forgo any opportunity to locate the heretics' hiding place.
Journal detail hr1 01.png Objectives
  • Search for the heretics' trail north of Camp Riversmeet.
  • Search for the heretics' trail north of Camp Riversmeet.
  • Speak with Artoirel.
Journal detail hr1 02.png Unlocks Quests
071201.png50Knights Be Not ProudMainquest1 Icon.png Knights Be Not Proud (Level 50)
071221.png50An Attractive CharmSidequest1 Icon.png An Attractive Charm (Level 50)

Journal detail hr1 07.png NPCs Involved
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Maps
ArtoirelReconnaissance Party KnightHouse Durendaire Knight, [[]]
Journal detail hr1 08.png Objects Involved
Fresh Footprints




  • Lord Artoirel seems loath to forgo any opportunity to locate the heretics' hiding place.
  • Whatever trail the heretics left is all but certain to be obliterated by the next snowfall, and with it, any hope of tracking the heretics to their refuge. Accordingly, Lord Artoirel assigns you the unenviable task of following the trail alone, while he delivers the wounded knight to Falcon's Nest and rallies reinforcements. Plainly, the young lord is either supremely confident of your abilities, or eager to be rid of you. Begin your search in the area north of Camp Riversmeet, where the knight said the ambush took place.
  • Within the secret lair hidden below Gorgagne Mills, you are reunited with an old foe: the Lady Iceheart. Before violence can erupt, however, Midgardsormr reveals himself to the heretic leader, who is shocked to see the ancient wyrm in your company. Momentarily sapped of her will to fight, she reveals that she too is blessed with the Echo, and that it allowed her to see the truth of the Dragonsong War through the eyes of Hraesvelgr, one of the first brood. As she shares this revelation, her voice swells with renewed conviction...but when you subsequently remind her of the indiscriminate slaughter committed by the Dravanians whom she helped to breach the wards, her doubts soon resurface. Though she will not forsake her cause, she swears to make things right. But how and when, she does not say...
  • Moments too late, Lord Artoirel arrives with reinforcements, and the knights set about searching the area. They find no sign of any remaining heretics, however, nor of the Lady Iceheart, whom you allowed to escape.
  • With the tiniest hint of respect, Lord Artoirel contemplates how difficult it must have been to establish an outpost in so remote a place. In any case, there is little reason to remain, and he seems eager to return to Falcon's Nest.

Coerthas Western Highlands[edit]

Riversmeet[edit]

Camp Riversmeet[edit]

He has the right of it, Master Surname. Whatever remains of the heretics' trail will be gone with the next snowfall. But we cannot very well leave our friend here... I will see him to Falcon's Nest and gather reinforcements. In the meantime, I would have you search the area to the north of the camp for signs of the attack. Should you pick up the heretics' trail, do not wait for me—follow it back to their lair forthwith, being sure to leave me some clear footprints.
...I realize that this plan may place you in considerable danger, but I see no alternative. Rest assured we will not be far behind. And Forename...thank you.
Do not concern yourself with our wounded man. When he has caught his breath, I shall see him safely back to Falcon's Nest.
I...I can still fight... <cough> <wheeze>


Gorgagne Mills[edit]

Spell-weaving Heretic
N-No, I won't... Urrrgh!
Looking for me, I presume.
Ahhh, the child who glimpsed the truth.
No, it cannot be!
He cameth unto me, as didst thou. Alike in gifts, yet set upon different paths.
He speaks true, Warrior of Light. Like you, I have been blessed with the Echo. The visions terrified me at first. They came without warning. I wondered what I had done to deserve them... But I had no time to ponder such things once the Calamity came. The land turned against us, and in a matter of hours, Falcon's Nest was buried under ten fulms of ice and snow. We had no choice but to flee for Ishgard. We came to the wall, and while we searched for a way through, there was an avalanche. And then I was alone. So I set forth for Dravania. I knew full well what might happen were I found, but I could not survive on my own. I was found, of course─and not by a mere dragon, but by the great wyrm Hraesvelgr! And it was then that I knew why I had been given this gift, for with it I heard his voice, and saw the truth through his eyes! I was chosen to deliver this revelation to the people─to bring dragon and man together, as they once were, and should ever be!

"Killing civilians won't bring them together!"
OR
"What of the innocents who died when you attacked Foundation?"

It wasn't supposed to be like that! You have to believe me! It was...beyond my control... Children taught to fear the skies, who saw their loved ones slaughtered... Yet the Dravanians—though they know where the fault truly lies—fell upon them with such fury...
Men die, and their children forget. But we are everlasting. To us, then is as now. Thou canst not comprehend the violation. The outrage. The fury.
I will make this right. I am neither a saint nor a savior─just another sinner. Yet I will not forsake this cause. I cannot. I will see this cycle broken and peace restored. I... We can do naught else, for we are now as one...
Master Surname! Praise Halone, you are alive! We came as swiftly as we could, but I see we are too late... So they were lurking in the cellar of this farmhouse… 'Tis a pity Lady Iceheart escaped, but we must not let that detract from your accomplishment! We have them on the run! You have dealt our foes a telling blow this day, my friend, and I shall see that your efforts are recognized.
Establishing an outpost in so remote a location could not have been easy. Tenacious devils.
We are still searching the area, sir, but the only heretics we have found thus far are the ones you left behind.
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