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Going Underground

Mainquest1 Icon.png Lv. 88   Going Underground
Quest

Journal detail hr1 07.png Acquisition
Fourchenault: Old Sharlayan (Zone) - Archons' Design - The Rostra (x:11.3, y:6.6)

Map33 Icon.pngClosest Aetheryte: Old Sharlayan (Zone) → The Rostra

Journal detail hr1 08.png Requirements
071201.png88Outside HelpMainquest1 Icon.png Outside Help (Level 88)

Spacer2.png Any Disciple of War or Magic (excluding limited jobs) (Level 88)

Journal detail hr1 03.png Rewards

501,600
Experience Points



1,797
Gil
Guaranteed
Chondrite Chest Gear Coffer (IL 545)
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Journal detail hr1 04.png Description
Fourchenault's ability to maintain a stiff upper lip is being sorely tested.
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071201.png88No Job Too SmallMainquest1 Icon.png No Job Too Small (Level 88)

  • Fourchenault's ability to maintain a stiff upper lip is being sorely tested.
  • Alphinaud's proposal to aid the Forum in improving their starship in exchange for being allowed to borrow it for some unspecified undertaking was, surprisingly, accepted by the majority. Fourchenault, who was on the losing side of the vote, now finds himself forced to comply with the wishes of the Forum and guide the Scions to the secret location where the ark is undergoing its final adjustments.
  • The descent into the lower reaches of Labyrinthos begins at the Archeion, though you are required to obtain permission to ride the lift before proceeding farther. Having seen to the arrangements, Fourchenault leads the way to the Medial Circuit.
  • You follow Fourchenault past the many and varied facilities of the Medial Circuit, before arriving at Logistikon Alpha.
  • Alphinaud regales you with a tale from his childhood in which his father taught him the fundamentals of precipitation. Though somewhat unrelated to your present endeavor, the anecdote serves to remind you that relations between Alphinaud and Fourchenault were not always as strained as they have been in recent years...
  • You ride the lift down to the Central Circuit, where the Forum's greatest secrets are apparently kept. Despite the many hurdles you were required to overcome to even set foot here, Fourchenault permits you free rein of the area. However, as time is of the essence, you decide that you had best save your wandering for another time.
  • Fourchenault explains that the aetherburner is being constructed in a nearby location under the supervision of one Kokkol Dankkol. He then leads the way down the path, followed closely by your fellow Scions.
  • After finally rousing Kokkol Dankkol from his pondering, the eccentric engineer explains that in order to render the ark capable of achieving the required speeds, he must obtain large quantities of refined adamantite. Though you are no stranger to seeking out rare materials, this particular alloy is believed to be found only in certain highly coveted Allagan artifacts, such as those hidden in the depths of Dalamud's shards. Given the inherent risk in venturing inside these sites, Kokkol has refrained from sending gleaners to procure the adamantite. Luckily for him and the Scions, you have an extensive network of able-bodied warriors ready and willing to undertake such expeditions. With an impromptu linkpearl conversation, Alphinaud arranges for quantities of the metal to be delivered from every corner of the world─along with a Far Eastern relic or two from Othard─which should resolve Kokkol's predicament.
  • With so many visitors expected to be pouring into Sharlayan in the near future, Krile decides to return to the surface to make the necessary arrangements. She also hints that she may have her own means of acquiring refined adamantite, but decides to keep her source a secret for the time being.

As instructed, I shall take you to see the aetherburner.
Meet me outside the Archeion. I trust you can make your own way there.
So the ark is being built in Labyrinthos. Hardly surprising. Where else could they conceal such a massive undertaking...
Quest Accepted


Where once we were refused entry, we are now welcomed as guests...
It seems so long ago we first set foot here.
Some would surely object to the Forum allowing “foreign elements” to have the run of their secret facilities. We should count ourselves lucky.
That we have been granted permission to enter the lower levels is proof of our increased standing. Would that they had been willing to confide in us sooner...
Among the many and varied documents sent to the moon, I did chance upon several inventories made in the Archeion.
Mayhap the Forum believed such records would provide insight into the intricacies of clerical duties. Regardless, the Loporrits did not consider them worthy of more than a cursory glance.
It has been many moons since I last visited Labyrinthos. As vast as the archives were back then, they've only continued to grow in the days since.
I don't understand the appeal of reshaping it to look like the world above. Make your peace with what it is, or go outside if that's what you prefer.
Do they intend to carry everything in the Archeion to the moon? They said they'd started loading scientific records and biological samples, but do they really need all of it?
Our destination lies in the lower levels.

The Forum, in its wisdom, has granted you access to the Archeion's lift.


Step inside and have Ophilyne take you to the Medial Circuit.
You wish to use the lift, yes?
Proceed to the Medial Circuit?
Yes No


I have sent your associates ahead to Logistikon Alpha, on the other side of Meryall Agronomics.

Actually...there is something I have been meaning to...


...No, never mind. It can wait. Let us attend to the matter at hand.


I wonder what this place is actually for...
Knowing the Forum, even the people working down here are probably kept in the dark about the true purpose of this place...
The further underground we go, the more surprises we find.
On our journey here, I was filled with an inexplicable sense of elation to see vegetables other than carrots being cultivated. Why, it near brought a tear to mine eye...
We must be close to the Central Circuit, which is where Sharlayan's greatest secrets are held...if the tomes I perused told the whole story.
The fields we passed along the way brought back memories...of Ferndale. Unfortunately, we were never blessed with such abundant crops.
Oh, there you are. Having words with Master Fourchenault, by any chance?
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We are to wait here while our father arranges for us to use the next lift.

“Here” being Logistikon Alpha, where the atmospheric conditions of Labyrinthos are regulated.


Water is drawn from underground and dispersed as vapor, stimulating the formation of artificial clouds and rain.


By manipulating the temperature and air circulation, they are able to create the ideal environment for the growth and preservation of the biological samples kept here.
Hold on. How do you know so much about it?
Why, Father brought me here as a child.
What!? And left me behind!?
Actually, you're the one who left me behind, when you went off somewhere with Grandfather.
The night before, I'd been asking Father how clouds are made, so he decided to show me. It was fascinating─I peppered him with questions the entire time.
'Tis all too easy to take for granted the many interweaving aspects of the natural world. To grow inured to the wondrous.

But having gained an understanding of the complex mechanisms employed by the Loporrits in recreating a similar environment, I have come to view such processes in a new light.


The subterranean gardens of Labyrinthos, the lunar prison forged to contain the ancient Zodiark, the habitations built for all mankind 'neath the moon's surface... Each unique, yet undeniably similar.
'Tis no mere coincidence.

Ever since Hydaelyn unfolded to us the grim fate that awaits Etheirys, every essential resource we could spare has been delivered to Labyrinthos, in preparation for the great exodus. But that is not all...


It is also a testing ground for the technologies that will allow us to settle on distant stars.


Though the Loporrits have endeavored to make the moon inhabitable, that is not our final destination. Mankind must learn to propagate life where there is none, to thrive where all is barren.


Alas, time is not on our side.


I have arranged for you all to enter the Central Circuit. It is there that most of our preparations for the great exodus are carried out, the construction of the ark among them.


Though our plans have been made public, access remains highly restricted. You, however, will not be subject to said restrictions, and will have free rein to come and go as you please. Such was the will of the Forum, after all.
We will prove ourselves worthy of their trust. Your trust.
Then let us proceed.
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By decree of the Forum, the Scions of the Seventh Dawn are permitted to enter the Central Circuit.
Proceed to the Central Circuit?
Yes No


Local Dialogue
You will need to use this lift should you wish to go to the Medial Circuit. Let me know if you are headed that way.

Proceed to the Medial Circuit?

Yes No


Do you wish to enter the Central Circuit?

Proceed to the Central Circuit?

Yes No
This is it... The Central Circuit!
Please tell me we're almost there... Or is there another underground level we have to reach? The Even-more-central Circuit, perhaps?
The farther down we travel, the more expansive the sky above becomes, artificial though it is.
Would that the heavens elsewhere could be so idyllic...
I imagine the secrets kept here would be of great benefit to mine own research, but I will refrain from indulging my curiosity for the time being.
The temperate environment here is not unlike that of Bestways Burrow, though the diverse vegetation doth produce a far more complex bouquet of aromas. A welcome difference indeed, for I have grown weary of the scent of carrots...
The sooner we can get a look at this aetherburner of theirs, the sooner we can start working out how to improve it!
I have no idea what makes Alphinaud so confident we can solve this problem of theirs. Relentless optimism, I presume. A not-unwelcome trait in a youth...but less so in a gambler. Aye─let us resolve never to let him set foot in the Gold Saucer.
We might finally have the chance to commune directly with Hydaelyn...provided we somehow manage to succeed where Sharlayan's finest engineers have failed. Still, it won't hurt to have a look!
The aetherburner is being constructed not far from here.

Overseeing the work is Kokkol Dankkol, after whom the forge is named.


Once the necessary introductions have been made, I shall leave you with him to discuss the particulars. This way.
Local Dialogue
No, no, if we do that there's a chance the mechanism won't function at all. We'd best rethink the design from scratch...
Just checking to make sure everything is of an acceptable quality. I make a point of rejecting anything that doesn't meet my standards on the spot.
(- Hyur Male Engineer -)
Spare some extra material?
(- Roegadyn Female Engineer -)
You're out already? <sigh> Fine—but be frugal with it.
Are my eyes to be believed!? Forename Surname, in the flesh?
Why, I've read all about you in the memoirs of Count Edmont de Fortemps, but never did I dream this day would come! Someone pinch me!


Perhaps you'd like to break the ice?
Is he...talking to himself?
For a closely guarded secret, you can see practically everything from outside, even with the magical barrier surrounding it...
While many of the facilities within the Central Circuit seem to be visible from the upper levels, the more secretive work must be carried out behind closed doors.
Surely the Forum hath already petitioned the aid of the Loporrits, given their familiarity with such technologies...
He hasn't even realized we're here... Or perhaps he has realized, but just doesn't care.
I was expecting the Skysteel Manufactory, but instead I find the village smithy...
He looks lost in thought, although it seems he's hit something of a stumbling block...
This is the man we seek. Do try not to startle him...
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Surely the many shards of Dalamud scattered throughout Eorzea would suffice. Why not get the refined adamantite from them?
Oh we tried, believe you me. But only a few specialized pieces would've had any in 'em to begin with.

Drive cores from Ragnarok-class internment hulks—those are the prize bits we really need.


But accordin' to the gleaners, gettin' to 'em means delvin' deep into the shards—and the defenses are still very operational and very eager to blow 'em up.


It's rough goin' in there, even for the cream. Not sure they'd make it out alive...
...Weren't we near that part of the Ragnarok when we went to destroy Bahamut?
What will you say?
You want me to go and fetch the wotsits?
The White Raven's ghost...it haunts me...
This sounds like a job for someone else.
That may be for the best...though you'd doubtless find the task too dull for your liking.
Forename, are you alright? You look pale as a...well!
Best put that battle from your mind for now. Deep breaths, that's it...
Oh, very funny. Hah hah.
Hmm... There are multiple internment hulks in Eorzea alone, so handling this ourselves may not be the most efficient option.

Rather, if we could salvage adamantite from the shards simultaneously...


Thancred, is the linkshell we established before you went to Garlemald still active?
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'Preciate you doin' all this, but I ain't gettin' me hopes up just yet!
There are no oaths or contracts binding the members of the Ilsabard contingent, and in many ways, it was even more loosely organized than the Crystal Braves.
Nevertheless, I knew none would refuse this call to arms. Truly, we have been blessed with trustworthy and dependable allies.
Speaking to Alisaie
If Chronicles of a New Era - Bahamut is incomplete. If Chronicles of a New Era - Bahamut is complete.
Well, I'm all for relying on the power of friendship, but we're now left with the rare luxury of having nothing to do. There must be something that requires our attention!
Though Bahamut is long gone, the internment hulks are far from safe.

It could be much worse, of course. They won't have to fight their way past Meracydian dragons, nor is there any danger the elder primal might be summoned again.


Even so, I daresay there are still a fair few Allagan creations and contraptions remaining to bar our friends' way. I only hope that Grandfather watches over them.
First the Telophoroi, and now the Final Days. Heh─no one can accuse the Ilsabard contingent of backing down from a challenge!

Of course, they weren't all so committed to the cause when we first set out.


But after seeing the example set by you, Alphinaud, and the others, the change was palpable. They couldn't help but believe.
I'm confident that even the deadliest of Allagan defense mechanisms are no match for our allies.
At this rate, some of them might soon have as many accomplishments to their names as a certain Warrior of Light.
What serendipitous irony that the remnants of the Seventh Umbral Calamity would become the keys to mankind's salvation. Never more certain have I been that Master Louisoix watcheth over us from the aetherial sea...
Time and time again, it seems that Allagan something-or-other are either the cause of or the solution to our problems.
Hmm... To think the selfsame materials that once launched Dalamud will now be used to help ferry mankind to the moon. There's a poetry in that.
...Considering how much of a fuss he made at the time, I don't see why he takes every opportunity to bring it up. It was just firewood.
It's times like these we're reminded of how famous─or infamous─Alphinaud has become. Who'd have thought he could achieve so much with a single linkpearl conversation!

As we're expecting rather a lot of visitors in the near future, I'd best return to the surface and inform the relevant parties.


I also have a contact of my own that might be worth a try...
Oh? And who might that be?
That's for me to know and you to find out!
And on that note, I leave matters here in your capable hands. Best of luck!
Quest Completed
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Local Dialogue
Master Fourchenault has apprised me of your situation. You may take the lift to the Central Circuit as you see fit.

Proceed to the Central Circuit?

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