An Allied Perspective
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Oh, I've been so caught up with recruiting that I almost forgot! There's been word from Alphinaud. Apparently, the Alliance leaders are convening in Ul'dah to discuss Ishgard's plight. And they've requested your presence! As usual. Anyway, you'd best make your way to Ul'dah, or you'll be late! Alphinaud said that he would meet you on the Royal Promenade. |
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Alphinaud asked that you join him on the Royal Promenade. Don't worry─Slafborn and I can handle the preparations here. Now, get going! It wouldn't do to keep the Alliance leaders waiting! |
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The Alliance leaders are already in attendance, sir. I do not think the grim mood within will be lightened by further delays... |
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My apologies for calling you away from your tasks. I had hoped to proceed with these negotiations one leader at a time, but it seems my urgent requests for an audience have prompted a gathering of the council. Needless to say, I felt obliged to attend. The Alliance leaders are already seated within. Let us join them, shall we? |
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We are well aware of Ishgard's dilemma, and we agree with your assessment.
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Then I trust there are no objections to the Crystal Braves' intervention?
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Ul'dah has none.
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Gridania does not object.
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The Crystal Braves are yours to command, Alphinaud. Do what you will. We shall pray for your success.
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It was my hope that you would offer more substantial aid than prayer. I know it is within your means.
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Do not presume that you have knowledge of our every concern. The Garleans and the beast tribes are but two of many.
We are not in a position to contribute greatly to the defense of Ishgard─not when our own homes are still under siege. |
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We dare not leave our interests in Carteneau undefended as well. Teledji Adeledji and his ilk would seize control of the territories in our absence.
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The enemy is at their gates, and you would cower behind yours!?
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No one is cowering, boy. We will offer what support we can.
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Aye. Support. A handful of men and no more.
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Would that we could commit more than a token force to this cause. Yet there are others to whom you might turn. The free companies ever want for work.
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Ah, yes, the free companies... They're not like to turn you down.
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I beg your pardon!? You would entrust the survival of Ishgard to sellswords!?
Crises like these are the very reason why this alliance was formed! It is our duty to aid our fellow man! |
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My duty is to my country and my people.
If you expect us to place the welfare of a foreign power above our own, you're going to be sorely disappointed. Lest you doubt, Limsa comes first, then the Alliance, and finally─circumstances permitting─Ishgard and the rest. If you cannot understand so simple a concept, then you have no place at this table. |
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Forgive me, Admiral. I was...careless in my choice of words.
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I suggest you assemble a party of elite adventurers, assuming you haven't already. Your fellows served us well during Operation Archon. I daresay they will do so again.
If I may, Your Grace, I wish to propose a redistribution of forces. If we entrust the security of Ul'dah to the Brass Blades for a time, we can dispatch a larger force to Ishgard. Your Grace? |
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Yes, yes of course. Do what you will.
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Is Her Grace not feeling well?
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To the best of my knowledge, Her Grace is in perfect health.
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I see. Carry on.
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It is not my place to comment on the decisions of the council... Suffice it to say that I shall pray for your victory. |
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Once again, I owe you an apology. It seems you have been conscripted into leading a contingent of adventurers on yet another mission of inestimable danger. ...But I fear we have been left with little alternative. We cannot well abandon Lord Haurchefant and Ser Aymeric to their fate. We must abide by the council's decision─as shortsighted as it is─and strive to fulfill our roles as Eorzea's guardians. ...Captain Ilberd. What news? ...Then the assault is begun? We have but this moment concluded our audience with the Alliance leaders. Move our forces into position. Your unit will join House Durendaire at the Steel Vigil. Man the cannons alongside the knights, and thin the Dravanian Horde ere they descend upon Ishgard. I will join you as soon as I am able. Forename─I would have you and your adventurer allies bolster the defenses at the Steps of Faith. Report first to Ser Marcelain at the Gates of Judgement, and he will direct you to where you are needed most. May the gods grant us victory! |
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Seek out Ser Marcelain, the keeper of the Gates of Judgement. The Steps of Faith lie just beyond his position, and he will know where the fighting is worst. |
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You are the appointed captain of the sellsword contingent? Then, welcome! There is no shortage of bladework to be done! As we speak, Dravanian skirmishing parties are harrying positions across the central highlands. I've assigned the Crystal Braves and your fellow adventurers to contain these scattered attacks─and for the present, I would have you join them. This is, of course, merely a precursor to the assault on Ishgard proper. The wily serpents seek to divide and confuse our forces, but we will not be so easily drawn out of position. The Temple Knights will remain on the Steps of Faith and continue our preparations. When the Horde arrives in force, they shall face a wall of Ishgardian steel. Report back to me once their advance skirmishers are slain!
I would have you assist the Crystal Braves and your fellow adventurers in slaying the Dravanians' advance skirmishers. Report back to me as soon as the threat has been eliminated. |
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You sense a hostile presence! |
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You sense a hostile presence! |
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What news, adventurer? ...The reinforcements? ...Decimated, you say? Dravanian devils! Damn their scaly hides! Hold fast to your grief and fury, sir. We will avenge the deaths of your fellows in the battle to come! |
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