Bonds of Adamant(ite)
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I did thoroughly brief Kokkol on refined adamantite's history. I only volunteered to go to the reactor because I had finished and there was little else to do.
Hopefully that dispels any misapprehensions that I was kicked out for prattling on...
<sigh> I do trust you to deliver on your promise, I do. Only...
I hate waitin'! I want that adamantite, and I want it now!
We...er, share your impatience, I assure you. Is there truly nothing else we can assist with in the meantime?
I wish! This sittin' about's unbearable. Pity the Forum frowns on recreational explosions...
Well, so long as they can't prove it was premeditated. Get you gone─I've mistakes to make!
...In that case, I suppose I should go and return the key to the reactor. I'll have one more look to make sure that nothing has gone wrong. Unintentionally or otherwise.
I'm certain there are better uses for your time, however. I will join you in Sharlayan Hamlet anon!
Any smoke risin' from the building behind me will be entirely unrelated to what I didn't say, got it?
If you wait here, your companions are bound to turn up sooner or later...
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Forename! We heard you've been busy of late. I hope you manage to find a moment's respite before duty comes calling again.
Coultenet and I were just discussing what more we can do to help. If anything should come to mind, please don't hesitate to ask.
Tataru, Hoary, and I continue to do what we can to keep our brothers- and sisters-in-arms abreast of emergencies as they unfold.
They are ready to take action at a moment's notice, but I pray we have no need to call them to the fray.
Alpha seems distracted by something off in the distant heavens. You cannot help but wonder what he senses out in the sea of stars.
The miniature model of Omega appears to be staring up into the sky, searching for something...
Hm...? No, I am not neglecting my duties. Honestly, am I not allowed even a moment to myself? A genius needs time to reflect on his thoughts, you know.
The ark truly is a marvel, and I count myself fortunate having had the opportunity help build it. A pity I did not come here sooner. Oh, the things I could have done with the fruits of their research...
Not that that is any of your business, mind you. Though I suppose I could have found a way to apply that knowledge to further improvements to the ark, as well.
You too have found yourself idle, my friend?
If you seek to occupy your time until the ark is ready, you needn't go far. Even the markets here in Sharlayan are filled with the most wonderous of sights.
If you think I'll let you show me up with that little display at the harbor, think again! I'll make the most powerful aetherburner you've ever seen.
...Also, thanks for the adamantite!
I had no idea how massive a weight it was until he lifted it off my shoulders... But more importantly, his words were an affirmation that the path we walk is the right one.
A part of me might have been satisfied so long as my family and friends survived the Final Days. But to save this star is what we all want most, and if those same people believe that I can help see it done, who am I to say otherwise?
Come what may, I will fight for this world of ours until the very end.
Lyse sent a letter along with Gridania's contribution. It seems she traveled there to aid in their adamantite recovery.
Evidently, journeying to Gridania was quite the trial. As was getting into the Dalamud shard. As was reaching its depths...
I suspect she will have few kind words to say about the Allagans when next we meet.
If I never see another crate again, it will be too soon.
Unaided, we Scions could never have gathered such a bounty. Refined adamantite, relics sacred and ancient alike...
I find myself quite overcome.
I cannot wait to see what our friends from the Ironworks do with the ship!
The time has come to claim our prize. Are you prepared?
I apologize for not informing you earlier of Erenville's involvement. He was something of a contingency plan.
Thank goodness we had him and his fellow gleaners to hand, though. It would have been monstrously difficult to locate Cid and transport the Hannish delegation here otherwise...
<cough> My throat hurts from directing so many people to Labyrinthos...but that only proves we got our money's worth!
We've finally managed to clear the harbor, which means the rest is in the engineers' capable hands.
Meanwhile, Father has issued to us an invitation.
As was agreed, he will reveal the means by which Hydaelyn may be contacted.
We are to meet him at Aporia when we're ready. Given the vital knowledge She holds, I suggest we leave without delay.
It transpires, however, that the Forum's method for speaking with Her is not without risks. I am curious to hear what those might entail─but regardless, be warned.
Most of those who arrived with the adamantite have offered to stay and see to any remaining tasks that need doing.
The Forum has already asked for my assistance in overseeing the process, so you needn't worry about a thing!
Thank you, Tataru. We're off to Aporia, then!
I don't want any of you getting hurt─but I do hope you'll wring as much information out of Hydaelyn as you can. For all we know, this is the one and only opportunity we'll get.
Forename. I have already shown the others inside.
You will want to speak with Clarilaine. She has the key to the lift, and can send you down after me.
You're with Master Fourchenault, yes? Just step inside the lift here.
But say the word, and I shall ready the lift to Aporia.
You are welcome to use the lift whenever you like.
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Oh yes, I know you. Your reputation—and the rumor mill—precedes you. At any rate, how might I help you?
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Do you recognize this cylindrical structure? It's a tank we use to store aether─a storage system made possible through technology developed by yours truly!
I'm performing final checks of parts for the ark we're constructing. Even the smallest error can lead to a huge catastrophe, so we cannot be too careful!
This machine is used to compress aether, and represents a vital portion of the ark.
From here, we proceed to the heart of Labyrinthos, and its most closely guarded secret─Thaumazein.
It marks the beginning and end of our efforts─whence we delved to seek audience with the star, and whence we will embark on our journey to the heavens.
This way, if you please.
I bid you welcome to Thaumazein. Direct your attention toward its center to behold the ark over which we have long labored.
As you can see, 'twas designed as a medium-sized craft, the better to reduce fuel consumption. Miniaturizing magicks have been applied to its interior to ensure that the thrust-to-weight ratio does not place too great a limitation on its freight capacity.
The aetherburner, as you know, has been removed for further modification, but we shall reattach it soon enough.
I have received word that Kokkol and several of your allies are working on it with an intense fervor.
They are sure to see it done. 'Twas by their expertise that many a prior disaster was averted.
If anything, I fear they will not afford us much time for speaking with Hydaelyn ere they finish...
Point taken. Let us move on. I must warn you again, however, that even with the benefit of our device, to treat with Her is not a simple feat.
To think how many generations labored for this end...and that we aim higher still.
We must spare no preparation─and that means speaking with Hydaelyn, no matter the cost.
I can well imagine the zeal with which they're working on the aetherburner, and all I can say is that I'm glad we have something to do other than get in their way.
Once it's ready, we'll see to it that the ship is put to good use!
I doubt this is what Erenville meant when he said that there remains much we do not know, but I still can't believe everything that was hidden underneath the city this entire time.
We must learn of Hydaelyn's greater plan. We can only hope that She also knows the current location of Meteion...
...And we can do neither if we do not focus on whatever trial awaits us within.
'Twould seem enchantments most advanced have been woven into the ship's very bones. Wilfsunn and Bloewyda were doubtless called upon for their expertise in teleportation magicks...
It was the Allagans who first combined the mechanical and aetherial sciences into a revolutionary discipline.
Given that this ship is nothing short of a technological marvel in that precise vein, Allagan salvage should suit it well.
You feel it too, don't you? The ship is impressive, but it pales in comparison to the vast primordial power beneath our feet...
If meeting Hydaelyn proves difficult even for the Forum, then perhaps I─
Oh, 'tis an unformed idea at this phase, I'm afraid. I will duly inform you if anything comes of it.
I have done what I can to impress upon you the gravity of what lies ahead.
Are you prepared?
Ah, Master Forename. I have been made aware of your coming. Please use the lift here.