The Triumphs We Share
W-Wait, I know you! You're Forename! Forename Surname!
What a stroke of luck! I can think of none better qualified to help us. You see, it is no mere noblewoman that we seek─
Ah, but Master Papashan was most explicit about the need for secrecy... Pray forget I mentioned it. We will find the su─ We will find the lady on our own.
There you are, Forename. Higiri told me of your pilgrimage. I knew it was only a matter of time before you sought me out.
I too have been reflecting on the choices which shaped my path. When I took to the road with my grandfather...when I joined the Crystal Braves...when I tried and failed to warn you before the banquet...
I had my suspicions about Wilred's death─that it was the work of a Garlean spy within our ranks. But I could not be sure who was involved, hence my desire to speak with you in private.
I thought long and hard about how to approach you without arousing suspicion... Mayhap too long. Eventually, I decided to arrange a meeting through Mistress Momodi. Little did I know that bastard Laurentius had seen me do it.
Shortly thereafter, the Fourth received urgent summons. Needless to say, I had no choice but to answer...and soon found myself at the mercy of Captain Ilberd's band of traitors.
They confined me to the Rising Stones, along with others still loyal to the Scions─Riol, Ephemie, Aergmhus... Quite what they planned to do with us, I couldn't say. Mayhap they thought we would turn, given time. The fools...
Lieutenant Yuyuhase bid the Third keep us under constant guard, but when Captain Ilberd moved to carry out General Raubahn's execution, they were forced to withdraw all but a token force, which we took by surprise one night. And then it was over.
One might argue that it turned out better than it had any right to, all things considered. Still, there are nights when I lie awake wondering, if I had done things differently─if I had been more careful, or more decisive─what then...
But there is naught to be gained from thinking thus. We must count our blessings, must we not? We are still here, and most of what was broken can be rebuilt. You will see, Forename. You will see.
Why, hello there, Forename! Fancy meeting you here!
Reminiscing about the glory days, eh? Aye, we spent many a sleepless night hammering away in that corner of ours. How's your manacutter holding up, by the way?
Hah! That's good to hear. Not that I had any doubts, like─our craftsmanship's second to none!
Quite right! It will take more than swirling winds and raging dragons to bring her down─and that, my friend, is an Ironworks' guarantee!
Speaking of which─on the back of the field test's success, we've gone ahead and licensed the design for mass production. Soon, the Skysteel Manufactory will be churning out manacutters by the dozen!
...Which is why we're here today, as a matter of fact─to make sure their machinists don't bugger anything up.
Apparently, adventurers have been queuing up to place an order─and even some sky pirates! Ah, just imagining the Sea of Clouds teeming with our creations fills me with a father's pride!
Right, then─that's enough patting ourselves on the back! We've got to make sure the 'cutters are up to snuff, or Jessie'll never let us hear the end of it. From now till we finish, there'll be no more breaks, distractions, and not one wink of sleep, d'you hear me!?
Oh... <mumble> <mumble> ...ing cart chocobo.
Well, we'll leave you to it. Till next time, eh!?
And there he is, at last. Gibrillont said you were wanderin' all over, reminiscin' about days gone by. Seems a bit soon if you ask me.
It's not like I don't understand, though. Some days, I'll be walkin' through the Brume, same as normal, and it'll hit me all of a sudden just how much has changed for us─though I know it's a bit different from what you've been through.
Puts me in mind of the first time I saw him and his friends up near the aetheryte, being shown around by that House Fortemps man.
Oh? You never told me you'd met before.
It weren't so much a meeting as a heckling, to be honest. When I heard their guide warning them off paying a visit to the Brume, it stuck in my craw. And you've got to admit that Master Alphinaud's the spitting image of a snotty little lordling...
A little lording that went on to fight two knights of the Heavens' Ward with Forename here in a trial by combat─not to mention helpin' retake the Vault from the True Brothers. Fury have mercy...it feels like a bleedin' lifetime ago, don't it?
'Cause it was. What we've got now's nothin' like what came before. It's a bleedin' rebirth is what it is.
Cold comfort to the folk who died gettin' us here. Still, this peace is ours, and we owe it to ourselves to make the most of it.
...Meanin' we've got to work twice as hard to make the Brume a better place! And no more harassin' blue bloods neither!
Symme and Eudestand
I know you got Ser Charibert in the end, but I have to admit, I'm still a little bitter that it wasn't me. Gave me reason to practice my marksmanship, though.
Hahaha! Just goes to show that you can't judge a man by appearances, eh? Nor tell what fate's got in store for you. All the more reason to watch your words when you're in your cups!
Perhaps it's time the watch expanded its duties. Maybe help out with the reconstruction efforts...
Ho, clouds part and let shine brilliant sun upon Lonu Vanu! Great netherling warrior returns to Ok' Zundu, and on pilgrimage of remembrance? Well, well!
We bid you warmest welcome, slayer of false gods and champion of fallen Gundu─whose fledgling village continues to grow and prosper, now free from the shadow of Vundu oppression.
Know that we will always be grateful to you for your victory over the ravenous White. No longer need we fear for the safety of our smallest islands.
But Lonu Vanu is not one to forget netherling's first coming, when he saves us from certain death at the hands of the black ones, distant memory though it is.
Yes! His many deeds are the stuff of legends! We shall remember the stories, and the hero's name, Forename Surname, for they are worthy of celebration now and ever after!
If it pleases netherling, you are welcome to partake of fresh wamouracampae before parting. Tender, supple flesh gives way to sticky─ No? Then as raging typhoon strips fields bare, Lonu Vanu shall devour all!
Well met, Forename. What brings you here this night?
Indeed... Though it seems an age, it was not all that long ago that we rescued Shtola from the Lifestream. How quickly we begin to forget even those memories most precious to us.
In my defense, I might add that I have rarely missed an opportunity to make new memories with my sister in the days since her return.
Our conversations are largely on matters of scientific and professional concern─ancient Allagan technologies, primals, Ascians, and so forth. She has an insatiable thirst for knowledge, as you know.
Yet while I understand her desire not to burden those around her with her troubles, and to carry on as she did before, I do worry that her willingness to manipulate her own aether to compensate for the loss of her sight may have dire repercussions...
...She never told you, then? But of course not. 'Twould rather have defeated the purpose.
You should know that the technique she employs places a tremendous strain on her body. She is, of course, well aware of her limits...and more than willing to ignore them should she deem it necessary. I pray you see that she does not.
Regrettably, she is wont to ignore my advice when it does not suit her. Yet given your shared experiences, mayhap she will be more willing to heed your warnings.
Alas, my studies of Allagan technology have not yielded any earth-shattering revelations of late. Rest assured, however, that I will inform Tataru immediately should that unhappy state of affairs chance to change.
Pshkohhh... Why must governing great gobbie nation be so difficult!? Like herding coeurls. Stupid coeurls with muchly differing views on glorious nation's future direction!
...Yes, yes, Slowfix knows he is letting emotions run wild. Uplander is welcome voice of reason!
Not like when uplanders first returned to Idyllshire, yes? So much venom in that one's tongueflaps, calling gobbieflock thieves! But Slowfix saw way to mutual understanding.
Citizenship in society first step in strengthening communal ties! Gives all vested interest in continued prosperity of egalitarian utopia!