It Tolls for Us

Sidequest1 Icon.png Lv. 40   It Tolls for Us
Quest
Rewardsicon.png Rewards
XP
Expicon.png11,270
Optional Rewards
Oak Composite Bow
Sprouting Rosewood Radical
Lightning Brand
Book of Mythril
Allagan Silver Piece
Allagan Silver Piece
Informationicon.png Description
Liautroix has hear of your growing repute and wishes to engage you.
Objectivesicon.png Objectives
  • Collect discarded weapons. 0/5
  • Give the weapons to Tuatkk.
  • Report to Liautroix.
Issuing NPC: Liautroix: Coerthas Central Highlands - Whitebrim - Whitebrim Front (x:12.8, y:17.3)
Type: Sidequest
Requirements
Quest: Mainquest1 Icon.pngThe Heretic among Us
Required Items
Discarded Weapon Icon.png
NPCs Involved: BenedictIgnemortelTuatkk
Items Involved: Discarded Weapon

Liautroix in Coerthas Central Highlands - Whitebrim - Whitebrim Front (x:12.8, y:17.3)
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Benedict in Coerthas Central Highlands - Whitebrim - Whitebrim Front (x:12.7, y:17.5)
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Ignemortel in Coerthas Central Highlands - Whitebrim - Whitebrim Front (x:12.8, y:17.5)
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Tuatkk in Coerthas Central Highlands - Whitebrim - Whitebrim Front (x:12.4, y:15.4)
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Liautroix in Coerthas Central Highlands - Whitebrim - Whitebrim Front (x:12.8, y:17.3)
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  • Liautroix has it in his mind to repair the outpost's bell, the very same that serves as the sigil of House Durendaire. To this end, the dragoons must be persuaded over their discarded weapons.
  • No persuasion proves necessary, for the fighting men and women of the Front are all eager to see their bell restored to its former glory. You hope that Tuatkk the smith will feel as they do, especially when he sees the arms you have collected.
  • It must be your nameday for everyone to fall in so eagerly with your requests. Tuatkk promises to begin work before the morning mist is gone. Liautroix will want to know the good news as soon as possible.
  • Liautroix is moved to discover that others are with him in this endeavor. Cold are the winds that blow on the Front, and from a green recruit to a seasoned smith, all who dwell here must hold fast to one another...

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