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Shadowed Remnants

Mainquest1 Icon.pngNew Lv. 90   Shadowed Remnants

Journal detail hr1 07.png Acquisition
Varshahn: The Fell Court of Troia (Zone) - Hydromantic Terraces (x:10.1, y:10.3)

Map33 Icon.pngClosest Aetheryte: Yedlihmad → Akyaali → Veteran Radiant → Passage to Troia Keep

Journal detail hr1 08.png Requirements
071201.png90In Search of AzdajaMainquest1 Icon.png In Search of Azdaja (Level 90)

Spacer2.png Any Disciple of War or Magic (excluding limited jobs) (Level 90)

Journal detail hr1 03.png Rewards

Scallop Salad
Scallop Salad
Beef Stroganoff
Beef Stroganoff
Peach Juice
Peach Juice
Sykon Cookie
Sykon Cookie
Allagan Silver Piece
Allagan Silver Piece
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Journal detail hr1 04.png Description
Varshahn wears a look of quiet determination.
Journal detail hr1 01.png Objectives
  • Gather information on the hydromantic terraces. 0/4
  • Wait at the designated location.
  • Search for the clever voidsent at carcere IV.
  • Speak with Y'shtola.
Journal detail hr1 02.png Unlocks Quests
071201.png90Where Everything BeginsMainquest1 Icon.png Where Everything Begins (Level 90)

  • Varshahn wears a look of quiet determination.

Wherever I turn, there's Darkness as far as I can perceive; the only source of Light here is ourselves. The opposite was true in the First.
It seems the minions are content to gawp for now. Let's carry on.
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The warding scale exhibits no change. It should be safe to remain here and begin our search.

But whither now? I would sense Azdaja were she remotely near, but there is nothing...
Might you not call to her? Let her know that you have come.

Alas, this vessel is not capable of calling across vast distances. For that, I require my true form.

And even were it possible, a dragon's call is borne upon aether. 'Tis liable to draw more voidsent to us.
I see...

In any case, there's little exploration to be done while we are confined to this isolated isle.

I propose we begin by learning what we can from the castle's occupants. An understanding of their ways may prove useful to our cause.
Very well. Let's hope a few of them are capable of speech.
Let all remain vigilant while we go about our inquiries. We reconvene afterwards.
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Quest Accepted


Grrr? Grrraaargggh...
The creature snarls and glares at you. It is unlikely that you will learn anything from it.
Grrr... Grrraaargggh!

What enticing aether you have... Give me some! Give me some!

Awww... If only I were stronger, I'd be able to eat you...

Fine, fine. I'll find someone else to eat... <grumble>
While able to communicate, this one seems to think only of feeding. Better to take your inquiries elsewhere.
I want to eat you. I mustn't eat you. I want to eat you. I mustn't eat you...

The mistress's eyes are beauteous! Sublime! To bask in her gaze is bliss!

But now she's gone... Never again will I feel her gaze...

No mistress. No orders. What am I to do now? What am I to do now?
The creature mutters endlessly to itself, not sparing you so much as a glance.
No mistress. No orders. What am I to do now? What am I to do now?

I serve! I obey! Please don't eat me!

A...dragon? What's that? Does it taste good? I don't know anything about it. Don't know about anything.

But the one we caught recently, they seemed to know lots.

We threw them in the dungeon, but clever ones are tasty. They might have been eaten already.
You've learned all you can from this voidsent. If you look in the dungeon, you may be able to find the clever one it mentioned.
We threw the clever one in the dungeon, but clever ones are tasty. If I had the chance, I don't think I could resist...
Some seem willing enough to converse. Whether they have the ability to do so is another matter...
Like the prevailing tongue in Norvrandt, the language of this world bears a resemblance to our own. It may be assumed that they share a common ancestor.
This one does naught but stare...
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I have nothing to share. While those I approached had no will to fight, neither were they capable of holding a conversation worth the name.
My experience was much the same. Lower-rung voidsent tend to have lower intelligence, 'twould seem.
A pity Scarmiglione is dead. He was talkative at least.
What of you?
A clever voidsent in the dungeon...
That would be the area in which we emerged.


Let's take ourselves back there and find this voidsent─preferably before its fellows make a meal of it.
To the dungeon, then.
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Could this be the clever voidsent?
There appears to be someone within...
I mislike the feel of this. Stay on your guard.
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You are...the friend?
What will you say?
You're the voidsent bound to Zenos! Didn't you fade away when Zenos fell?
Zenos? The disgraced prince you yourself laid low?
I see it now. The bottomless darkness. The insatiable hunger. The aura was present when we faced him in Garlemald.
How did it come to be here?
When Zenos died, its connection to the Source was severed. It was forced to return to the void.
Yes, that was his name. And you are the friend, are you not?
Is that...Hydaelyn's crystal!?
But how?
The light just now... Of course. And thus I am returned...
What do you mean, “returned”? Who are you?
I was once bound to the man named Zenos.
His “avatar”─until you killed him.
“Avatar” as in the voidsent servants of reapers.

In the name of his hunt, Zenos took up that traditional Garlean art.

And through it, he forged a covenant with a being of the void to lend him strength.
“Covenant”? A curse, more like. He stole my power. There was no equity in the arrangement.
My very essence was altered. Twisted into a tool to serve his desires.
Your previous appearance. This is your true form, then?
Perhaps. Perhaps not. What does it matter?
Indeed. It doesn't.

Regardless of your form, you are a voidsent by nature.

So answer me this: are you our enemy too?
In this world, only a fool would attempt to devour a stronger being.
And though it was as an avatar, I lost to you once. I have no desire to lose again.
Good enough for me.
Now, you will answer me a question.
Zenos called you “friend.” That's what you are? A friend?
What will you say?
Strictly speaking, I'm ForenameSurname Whatever Zenos may have said, I wasn't his friend. Not to you. At least, not yet.
Dark-robed Voidsent're not a friend?


What is it? What is a friend?
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I assume the dungeon was reserved for those intended for the mistress's consumption.

'Tis fortunate that we came here when we did. Fateful, even.

When I served Zenos, my mind was shrouded in haze. But one thing was always clear─his obsession with the “friend.”

What the word means, I do not know exactly. I know only that it referred to you, and that yours was an important existence.

Zenos's avatar, eh? What are the odds.

We still know little about her, but for now I'm glad we found someone who can do more than moan for aether.

As much as one might expect the unexpected, I doubt any of us could have foreseen this turn of events.

She seems different from other voidsent─at least those we've met. And the change we witnessed, I suspect, is due to your crystal purging the excess Darkness in her.

Even so, she still harbors a great deal of Darkness. I'm very keen to hear what she can tell us─about herself and about her world.
Quest Completed
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