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| Having passed the seemingly endless trials imposed upon you by the Company of Heroes, you have been entrusted with the knowledge of a secret way into the Navel, the domain of the primal Titan. Courtesy of Y'shtola's magicks, the beastman aetheryte is now primed to send you to a confrontation with the Lord of Crags. Gird your loins for a struggle of titanic proportions.
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Requirements:
1 to 4 players (1 Tank, 1 Healer, 2 DPS)
Class: Disciples of War or Magic
※ Limited jobs can participate only in a preformed party meeting party size requirements or an unrestricted party, and if duty rules allow.
Level: 34 (Sync from 36)
※ While synced, all item stats are adjusted.
※ Role and item level restrictions are lifted for parties meeting minimum size requirements.
Restrictions:
Additional Loot Rules Unavailable
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Look, an overdweller! Yes, yes, an invader from above! He uses our aetherytes against us!
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He has defiled Titan's sacred sanctuary—trespassed, violated, defiled!
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Kobolds
Overdwellers must leave! Overdwellers must fly!
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Brothers and sisters, fear him not! His fate shall be decided by the Lord of Crags!
Hear me, overdweller! You and your treacherous brethren must be held to account for the breaking of the covenant!
You shall be first to face judgment! Then Limsa Lominsa and her oathbreakers—liars, betrayers, oathbreakers!
O Great Father, Lord of Crags! Titan, we summon You! Titan, we summon You! O Great Father, Lord of Crags! Titan, we summon You! Titan, we summon You!
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Kobolds
He is come! He is come! The Lord of Crags, Titan is come!
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Overdweller... art thou deaf to their weeping?
Thy vile kind coveteth ever the blessing of the land and murdereth my children by the score—all in service to greed. Such sins are beyond pardon.
Ah... but I am not the first to suffer thy defiance. Thou didst bring Ifrit low.
Godless overdweller! Thy myriad heresies shall not go unpunished! Upon thee shall I wreak a terrible vengeance!
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Sons of man! Murderers of my children!
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Time to bring low the mountain. |
You'll not want for succor. I promise you that. |
The Lord of Crags... He's much more foreboding in person. |
Don't let him unnerve you. Remember your training! |
When Titan uses Geocrush
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I shall grind thee beneath my heel, mortal!
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When Titan's heart appears
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For thee my hatred is unending, unyielding!
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When Titan's heart is destroyed
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Titan's heart is shattered!
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The heart is destroyed, but I fear we've only just begun.
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Careful—this isn't over yet! |
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When the final phase begins
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Tremble before the might of the earth!
To the last, I grapple with thee!
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When Titan is defeated
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Hie, my children, into the dark! He will not be denied...
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Kobolds
The Lord of Crags, Great Father Titan has fallen!
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The crimes of the overdwellers shall never be forgiven! Never be forgotten! No, no, never!
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'Twas your kin who broke the covenant! We have acted only in defense of our lands!
Cease your aggression, or there will never be peace! Until our dying breaths, we shall defy you—deny, decry, defy!
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Now these are the readings one would expect of an eikon...
I have seen enough. We proceed as planned.
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Are you sure that is wise, my lord? Your... curiosity is untested and unproven. We do not yet know its true capabilities.
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Then trust in mine, Rhitahtyn. My curiosity, as you so eloquently put it, would have bested Titan in the blink of an eye.
Why, if there be truth to the legends, it could readily subjugate the whole of Eorzea given but a little while longer. Is that not so?
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It is. No greater single power has ever been conceived, much less realized.
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What you say may well be true. But while such devices may win battles, I do not believe they will serve to change the course of this war.
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Oh, but they will. Have a little faith, my friend.
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...I cannot endorse this course of action.
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...Fool.
And now he has a fourth. Fascinating.
Carry on, crystal bearer. Far though you have come, your work is far from done.
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And naught remained to mark his passing...
Well, the Ascians are nothing if not elusive. It is of little wonder that they should cast advanced teleportation magicks at will.
But that they would choose to consort with the Empire...
What common goal could they possibly share...?
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I feared I might arrive too late, but I see you had the matter well in hand.
I have taken measures to ensure that we are not pursued, yet I cannot say how long they will hold.
Take your leave while the kobolds are still in disarray. I will follow anon. There is something I must investigate before I depart.
I will teleport you to the aetheryte in Zelma's Run, and we will rendezvous at Camp Bronze Lake. Agreed?
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