{{Quest infobox
| title = Curing What Ails
| description = [[Yezahn]] requires a capable green thumb to assist him.
| image = Whats in a Parent.png
| quest-giver = Yezahn
| related-npcs = Pasareen; Sula
| location = Thavnair
| location-x = 29.6
| location-y = 17.2
| type = feature
| quest-line =
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Thavnairian Sidequests
| journal-genre =
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 80
| quest-sync = true
| req-quest =
| req-items =
| requirements =
| exp = 168300-190575
| gil = 1015
| reward1 =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest = What's in a Parent
| next-quest = The Sins We Bear
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.0
| id-gt = 70030
| id-edb = 3e629c4879d
}}
==Steps==
*Investigate the shrubbery to the northeast of [[Palaka's Stand]] and defeat any enemies that appear. 0/3
*Speak with [[Yezahn]].
*Speak with Yezahn at Palaka's Stand.
*Speak with [[Sula]].
*Speak with Yezahn.

==Journal==
*Yezahn requires a capable green thumb to assist him.

*Yezahn is ready to put you to work right away, enlisting your aid to gather herbs for the treatment of both the wounded villagers and the sick child. He informs you that they grow to the northeast, and bids you follow him to their location.
**※Please note that the difficulty of this quest has been synced to your current level.

*After a thorough search and an encounter with the local fauna, you manage to find some sprigs of soma. Find Yezahn to see if he has had similar success.

*It seems Yezahn was not so lucky as you were, although he was spared from having to fight for his life. Satisfied with his supply for now, he returns to the settlement, and asks you to follow him.

*In excited tones, Yezahn explains that he returned to his workshop to find a sack full of herbs. The alchemist guesses that it was the work of an Arkasodara named Sula, who was not-so-discreetly eavesdropping on your previous conversation with Pasareen. Yezahn asks you to speak with the steward, both to offer your thanks and to find out what she may know.

*Sula feigns ignorance until you mention Pasareen, after which she suggests that you all speak together about the matter. She asks you to return to Yezahn, where she will join you after gathering her thoughts.

*Sula arrives at Yezahn’s quarters soon after you, clearly anxious. The Arkasodara reveals that Pasareen's beloved husband was killed by her own sister, Chapa, after he had transformed into a beast and attacked the village. Sula then blamed Pasareen for the incident─an action which she has since come to regret deeply. While Sula seems eager to mend their friendship, she requires a moment to gather her courage. Several moments, in fact.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accept the quest===
Yezahn: Well then, if you're willing, I have a task that requires immediate attention. It's simple but essential─namely, the gathering of herbs. The child is in a vulnerable state, and I would fortify her against further sickness.
Yezahn: There are also more wounded in this village than I had anticipated, and my stores have begun running low. It would be best to replenish them while time affords us an opportunity. Can I count on you to help me?
Yezahn: Splendid. I require several of the reddish soma herbs which grow among the shrubbery to the northeast. With both of us working in tandem, I wager we should have enough gathered before the next bell.
-quest accepted

===Investigate the shrubbery to the northeast of Palaka's Stand and defeat any enemies that appear.===
-optional start
Yezahn: They should be around here...
-optional end
System: These appear to be the herbs you seek, but only their stems remain. Another enterprising alchemist must have already been here.

===Speak with Yezahn.===
Yezahn: I saw the creatures emerge from the brush, but you felled them before I had a chance to be frightened. I'm glad you survived unscathed. If that had been me... <shudder>
Yezahn: Anyroad, did you manage to find the soma?
''Hand over soma herbs''
Yezahn: Excellent work, excellent work. My search came up fruitless. It appears we're not the only ones seeking this particular herb.
Yezahn: It shouldn't come as a surprise, I suppose. This area is well known for the medicinal plants which grow here.
Yezahn: If my supplies run low once more, perhaps I should ask the villagers if they have any to spare. For now, I believe we've found all we can. Let's return to Palaka's Stand.

===Speak with Yezahn at Palaka's Stand.===
-optional start
Sula: Will that be enough, I wonder...?
-optional end

Jubkhal: I had nearly forgotten what the sky was supposed to look like, but with the arrival of the sun I feel that people's spirits have lifted. The wounds we've suffered are deep, but I hope that soon they can heal.
Yezahn: As I suspected, we weren't the only ones searching the jungle. I returned to my quarters to find a bag positively stuffed to the brim with herbs─including soma, in fact.
Yezahn: I asked a nearby colleague who delivered this bounty, and they told me it was one of the Arkasodara stewards. I believe I know who it is: her name is Sula. A shy one, but obviously kind of heart.
Yezahn: I spied her eavesdropping during our conversation with Pasareen─poorly, I might add.
Yezahn: I apologize for asking more of you at the end of a trying day, but would you speak with her for me? Offer our thanks for the herbs, and perhaps find out if she knows anything of Pasareen's troubles.
Yezahn: For my part, I'll begin synthesizing the medicine at once. Sula should be somewhere nearby─I pray you have a productive conversation.

-optional start
Yezahn: Sula shouldn't be difficult to find. This settlement isn't terribly large.
-optional end

===Speak with Sula.===
Sula: Oh, you are─ I mean, who are you? Do you require something from me?
Sula: The herbs? I came upon them while hunting, nothing more.
Sula: I have heard that the medicine made from them is effective in treating the ailments of young children. It seemed only meet that I should do my part, as it were.

Question: What will you say?
> What do you know of Pasareen's troubles?
> Why were you eavesdropping on our conversation?
---
Sula: I... Oh, that? Well...ah...
Sula: ...Very well. I believe I can shed some light on the root of Pasareen's distress.
Sula: That is what you wish to hear, yes? Yezahn asked you to speak with me. Just as he asked you to gather his herbs.
Sula: Well, then perhaps it is best for us to all speak together. Go to him, and allow me some time to gather my thoughts. I shall approach you when I am ready.

-optional start
Sula: Return to Yezahn. I won't be long.
-optional end

===Speak with Yezahn.===
-cutscene start
Yezahn: You're just in time. I've only just finished synthesizing the medicine. So, did Sula tell you anything of interest?
Yezahn: Well, well, I suppose I can hear it straight from her. I appreciate that you felt it fit to include me.
Sula: Firstly, I owe you an apology. I was sneaking about out of concern for Pasareen. I know what it is that weighs on her mind, you see...
Sula: That is what you want to know, yes? The story is troubling to hear, and even more troubling to relate. Before I tell it, you must promise me that you will be her strength in the days to come.
Yezahn: Of course. Anything to help a friend.
Sula: Dazahl, her beloved husband, was killed.
Sula: When the veil of chaos descended upon the world, he fled into the jungle and transformed into one of those terrible beasts. He returned here a monster, where my sister Chapa met his wrath. Neither of them survived the ensuing struggle.
Sula: I was there as well... Despite his monstrous form, I knew it was Dazahl. I froze in terror, while Chapa stood undaunted. She fought alone for my cowardice... It was my fault she died. I knew this, and yet...
Sula: ...I laid the blame on Pasareen's shoulders! I lashed out at her, cursing her for her husband's cowardice!
Sula: When we both should have comforted the other in mourning, I turned my back on her. I left her to bear the burden of not one, but two deaths. It is only natural that she would be hesitant to look after another, given that.
Sula: I was a fool to condemn Pasareen, when it was my duty to protect the people here. I have wanted nothing more than to apologize since that day, but I fear my words were too cruel to forgive. I cannot stand to meet her gaze.
Yezahn: It was a difficult time for everyone. We often lose ourselves in moments of crisis, but so long as we find our way back, we are worthy of forgiveness.
Yezahn: Chapa would agree, I'm sure. She wouldn't blame you for what happened, nor would she want you to blame yourself. Pasareen doubtless feels the same.
Sula: ...You are right. I must apologize to her─that is the only course.
Sula: [Forename], was it? I ''will'' speak with Pasareen, but I require some time to muster my courage. Soon...I promise.
-quest complete
-cutscene end
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=V8lpkFbqS4g}}

What's in a Parent

2026-03-26T01:03:01Z

Folk: dialogue

{{Quest infobox
| title = What's in a Parent
| description = [[Yezahn]] is mumbling to himself indistinctly.
| image = Whats in a Parent.png
| quest-giver = Yezahn
| related-npcs = Cheery Resident; Industrious Resident; Pasareen; Sula; Weary Resident
| location = Thavnair
| location-x = 29.2
| location-y = 15.3
| type = feature
| quest-line =
| journal-section = Sidequests
| journal-category = Thavnairian Sidequests
| journal-genre =
| organization =
| class =
| job =
| level = 80
| quest-sync = true
| req-quest = Under His Wing
| req-items =
| requirements =
| exp = 168300-190575
| gil = 935
| reward1 =
| unlocks =
| prev-quest =
| next-quest = Curing What Ails
| release = Endwalker
| patch = 6.0
| id-gt = 70029
| id-edb = 90746a592aa
}}
==Steps==
*Speak with the residents. 0/3
*Report to [[Yezahn]].
*Speak with [[Pasareen]].
*Speak with Yezahn.

==Journal==
*Yezahn is mumbling to himself indistinctly.

*You catch the attention of a distracted man who introduces himself as Yezahn, and he quickly recognizes you as the one who saved Mehvan and Qerasaf's daughter. He informs you that her recovery is proceeding apace, but worries about where she will go after fully healed. The alchemist has taken it upon himself to find a potential parent, and enlists your aid in questioning the people of Palaka’s Stand to see if any have room for one more in their heart.
**※Please note that the difficulty of this quest has been synced to your current level.

*You have spoken to the locals and gathered a variety of opinions on the matter of the child's future caregiver. Yezahn is doubtless eager to hear what you have learned.

*While quick to dismiss himself as a potential candidate, Yezahn gives a moment’s consideration upon the mention of Pasareen. Although he seems hesitant to ask her to take on such an enormous responsibility, he admits she is the best option at present. He resolves to at least speak with her, asking you to be a reassuring presence by his side.

*You find Pasareen doting over her own child, and she greets Yezahn with a smile. The smile soon vanishes, however, after Yezahn makes his request. She gives a vague denial, but Yezahn does not press further. He takes his leave of Pasareen, asking you to meet him at his workshop to discuss this development further.

*Yezahn seems troubled by Pasareen's words and decides that he cannot stand idly by while his friend is in distress. In the meantime, he will also ponder the question of who will raise the child. He asks that you help him once more, both for the child’s sake and the sake of a distraught mother.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>
===Accept the quest===
Yezahn: Ah... Oh, excuse me. Did you need something?
Yezahn: Wait, you're {{alternatives|him|her}}! The very {{alternatives|man|woman}} who saved Mehvan's child. [Forename], was it?
Yezahn: I knew it. I'm Yezahn, an alchemist of the Great Work. I am but one of the few who are looking after the child as she makes her recovery.
Yezahn: Mehvan and Qerasaf were dear friends of mine. Thank you for everything you've done for their daughter.
Yezahn: Her condition is on the mend, I'm sure you'll be glad to hear. We've been taking turns checking in on her─the last thing she needs is a gaggle of adults fussing over her day and night.
Yezahn: That being said, when she is healed fully, there is the question of who will be in charge of her care. For the love I bore her parents, I would gladly take her in as my own, but that would mean raising her away from her home.
Yezahn: Moreover, I am yet to be wed, and my duties consume so much of my time I can scarce focus on my own care, let alone that of a growing child. I doubt my ability to give her the love she deserves─love equal to that her parents gave her.
Yezahn: She deserves better than that, so I've considered finding someone more suitable. It's the least I can do, and truth be told, perhaps the best option.
Yezahn: Even so, although I was born here, much of my life was spent at the Great Work. I'm afraid I haven't the foggiest idea who to ask, even if I had the time to do so.
Yezahn: You, however, seem to be well loved among the people here. Could you ask around in my stead? It would be a much more effective use of my time to prepare medicine for the wounded and sick.
Yezahn: I apologize for imposing such an enormous task upon you, but I would trust no one else with it. When you've finished, come to my hut to the south of this settlement and we can discuss any potential parental candidates.
-quest accepted

-optional start
Yezahn: Let me know what the people say─we'll find a suitable parent yet.
-optional end

===Speak with the residents.===
Industrious Resident: If you ask me, Pasareen is the most motherly among us. She had a child of her own not too long ago, so I reckon there's no one better to be a wet nurse.
Industrious Resident: That being said, times have been troubled for us all. It might be unseemly to ask her to take on such a burden unless she was willing.

Weary Resident: The child, eh? None dote over her quite like Yezahn, but I understand alchemy isn't a merciful trade for a parent. Still, there's no one else that comes to mind when I consider the question.
Weary Resident: I'd volunteer to take her in myself, but with the chaos of recent events it's difficult enough to see that me and mine are fed and clothed. I know I'm not the only one facing such hardships, either.

Cheery Resident: Who do ''I'' think is most suited to care for the child? Yezahn is the obvious choice. Dependable, loyal, and dutiful. Every quality you would desire in a parent.
Cheery Resident: I know he does become so absorbed in his research, but that devotion has made him a peerless alchemist. Who better is there to look after someone so sickly as her?

-optional start
Industrious Resident: Pasareen is a loving mother, but one child is handful enough...
Weary Resident: Apologies that I couldn't be of more use.
Cheery Resident: Yezahn would be a loving and responsible father, I'm sure.
Pasareen: Now, now. Sleep, child.
-optional end

===Report to Yezahn.===
Yezahn: Welcome to my humble workshop, [Forename]. I'm almost too nervous to ask, but what did the others say?
Yezahn: Eh? Someone nominated ''me''? Well, that's neither here nor there. You said Pasareen's name was mentioned?
Yezahn: She was a good friend to Mehvan, it's true, but there are other factors at play that make me reticent to ask her.
Yezahn: Simply put, I'd rather not burden her further if it can be avoided. That being said, we don't exactly have the luxury of choice, all things considered.
Yezahn: I suppose I would be remiss if I didn't at least speak with her. I owe the child that much. Will you accompany me, [Forename]? A supportive presence by my side would help me find the right words.
Yezahn: Pasareen should be nearby, doubtless watching over her own child. I must deliver this medicine before speaking with her, so please go on ahead.

===Speak with Pasareen.===
-cutscene start
Pasareen: Yezahn, it's so good to see you. And who is this with you?
Yezahn: Pasareen, meet [Forename]. {{alternatives|He|She}}'s the hero who saved Mehvan and Qerasaf's daughter.
Pasareen: Oh, what a pleasant surprise! Thank you for your bravery.
Pasareen: I've heard tell of the troubles she's been through since. I hope that you're able to see her returned to health soon.
Yezahn: It has been trying, to be sure, but we must look forward to the day she is hale. Everyone is doing their utmost to make it so.
Yezahn: The question remains as to where she will go from there, however. I've considered taking her into my home, but I fear my qualifications as a parent are somewhat lacking.
Yezahn: I know you to have been a dear friend to Mehvan, and as such only thought it meet to ask if you're willing to care for her daughter. If you are, I would do everything in my power to see that she is given into your care.
Pasareen: I...I'm flattered. Mehvan was as family to me, and I view her child as my own. I would do anything to see her raised into as brave a woman as her mother...
Pasareen: ...However, I cannot care for her. I'm not worthy to care for her.
Yezahn: Worthy? What does that─?
Yezahn: Ah, my apologies. I understand it was a sudden request, and no small one besides. Please forgive the imposition.
Yezahn: I'll be in the village for some time yet. Should you require treatment for you and yours, please seek me out.
Pasareen: I will. Thank you, Yezahn.
Yezahn: I would speak with you further, [Forename]. Let's return to my dwelling.
-cutscene end

-optional start
Pasareen: I'm sorry...
-optional end

===Speak with Yezahn.===
Yezahn: I wasn't too forceful, was I? I simply asked her if she was willing...I didn't mean to make her feel obligated to agree.
Yezahn: I found her words somewhat mystifying. “Not worthy”? What could that mean? I'm usually not one to pry, but this worries me. I consider Pasareen a friend, and I am loath to leave her to her troubles.
Yezahn: And there is still the matter of the child. Hmm... I shall have to think on what to do from here. I may need your help again soon, [Forename]. I hope you are willing.
-quest complete
</nowiki>}}

==Video Archive==
{{quest video archive|id=megKIDtFoTY}}

2026-03-20T02:49:57Z

Folk: dialogue template

{{Quest infobox
| title = Bountiful Ruins
| description = [[Tataru]] has some advice to share with you.
| image = Bountiful Ruins.png
| quest-giver = Tataru
| related-npcs = Azahma; Estinien; Jalheen; Matsya; Mehrahd; Mihleel
| cutscene-npcs = Zasshal
| location = Mor Dhona
| location-x = 22.2
| location-y = 5.4
| type = main scenario
| quest-line = Post-Endwalker Main Scenario Quests
| journal-section = Main Scenario
| journal-category = Post-Endwalker Main Scenario Quests
| journal-genre = Newfound Adventure Quests
| level = 90
| exp = 49728
| gil = 1217
| unlocks = uc Unending Codex: Estinien
| reward1 = 1 Lunar Envoy's Weapon Coffer (IL 630)
| prev-quest = Newfound Adventure
| next-quest = Friends for the Road
| release = endwalker
| patch = 6.1
| id-edb = c95b5df9c16
| id-gt = 70063
| msq-index = 808
}}
==Walkthrough==
For the ''longest'' conversation with professor [[Jalheen]], choose:
#"Oh, just a friendly chat. How about a drink?"
#"That wasn't enough?"
#"Why don't you tell me something of yourself?"
#"I am no stranger to peril."
#"Signal for water instead."

==Steps==
*Speak with [[Mihleel]] at [[Mehryde's Meyhane]].
*Speak with [[Jalheen]].
*Speak with [[Azahma]].
*Speak with [[Estinien]].
*Speak with [[Matsya]] in [[Akyaali]].

==Journal==
* Tataru has some advice to share with you.

* Speaking from her considerable personal experience as an information broker, Tataru cautions you that rumors do not simply fall into one's lap. Taverns and markets are the ideal places to visit first, and as such, she suggests you begin your new adventures at Mehryde's Meyhane─the finest drinking establishment in Radz-at-Han.

* You arrive at Mehryde's Meyhane and explain your situation to Mihleel, who directs you to one of their regulars, Professor Jalheen. The professor is apparently well known for holding forth on a variety of historical subjects─including the Bounty's undersea vault─and should gladly share this information in exchange for one of the meyhane's fine beverages.

* After enthusiastically accepting your offer of a spirituous brew, Jalheen launches into the legend of Alzadaal III. It is said that this famous satrap not only forged an alliance with a dragon, but also returned from a journey to another world with fabulous riches in his possession. The most widely known and enduring tale, however, concerns Alzadaal's Legacy, a treasure vault he constructed deep beneath the waves, the entrance to which is supposedly hidden on an island in the middle of the Bounty. Jalheen indicates that more information regarding this isle and how it may be reached can be obtained from his friend, Azahma.

* You locate Azahma, who recounts the tale of his missing friend and the information he purchased from a merchant in the bazaar. Seeking to follow up on this lead, you head to the markets, only to witness Estinien buying a treasure map from the very peddler you were told about. Such a coincidence can only be fate─though the authenticity of the map in question is far less certain, given the elaborate performance by what was clearly the peddler's young accomplice. In any event, you tell Estinien of your interest in the undersea vault, and he invites you to join him on an expedition to recover the legendary riches of Alzadaal's Legacy.

* Estinien considers how best to find a ship fit for the open seas. The mention of fishermen brings Matsya to mind, and you set off to find the young Arkasodara in Akyaali.

* Barely have you explained the situation before an eager Matsya promises to secure and stock a seaworthy vessel for your expedition. He leaves to make arrangements, after which Estinien takes the opportunity to confront the furtive figure who has been trailing you since you left the city: Mehrahd, the ragged waif from the bazaar. The boy apologizes for his part in the merchant's charade, and begs you to reconsider your venture. He is adamant that only death awaits you at the island you seek, and that you will surely fail to return like so many others before you. Seeking to assuage Mehrahd's fears, you agree to recruit another companion to your cause─the irrepressible G'raha Tia.

==Dialogue==
{{Dialogue|<nowiki>

===Accepting the quest===

Tataru: As the, uh, "former" receptionist and sometimes intelligence gatherer of the Scions, allow me to offer you a word of advice...
Tataru: Do not expect juicy rumors to simply fall into your lap!
Tataru: Adventurers rely on gossip, and the best places to pick up information are taverns and markets.
Tataru: At present, you only have a broad destination in mind. When you arrive in Thavnair, I suggest you explore your options at Mehryde's Meyhane—the finest drinking establishment in Radz-at-Han!
Tataru: Charm the employees, and they'll not only point you in the direction of the local tale-tellers, but also share with you the tricks for loosening their tongues!
Tataru: Now, I really must be getting back to running my boutique. Enjoy the journey, [Forename], and may fair fortune find you!
-quest accepted

-optional start
''Back at Revenant's Toll''
Tataru: Oh, you're back! Did you forget something?
Tataru: ...Just wanted to see how I was faring, you say? Awww, that's so sweet! Rest assured everything is fine. Right now, I'm working on a new product that's bound to fly off the shelves!
Tataru: It can get a bit lonely here, but like you, some familiar faces occasionally drop by. In anticipation of such visits, I make a point of keeping the place nice and clean!
-optional end

===Speak with Mihleel at Mehryde's Meyhane.===
-optional start
Jalheen: There is nothing so perfect in this life as a full glass and an empty schedule. Now, what to order...?
-optional end

-cutscene start
Mihleel: Welcome to Mehryde's Meyhane.
Mihleel: Oh, hello, I did not recognize you at first! Are you here alone? Let me find you a table...
Mihleel: ...Ruins beneath the Bounty?
Mihleel: Would you be speaking of the sunken treasure vault? We have one regular—a historian, in fact—who could tell you all about it...
Mihleel: Ah, there he is! Professor Jalheen! I thought I saw him come in.
Mihleel: Although a somewhat private sort, the professor is quick to befriend those who share his fondness for the meyhane's unique beverages.
Mihleel: Offer him any drink from our selection, and he should happily share everything he knows about the vault you seek...and a few other odd bits besides!
Mihleel: Whatever you buy for him is on the house, by the way. If Mehryde found out I took coin from Thavnair's savior, she would have me scrubbing pots for a week.
-cutscene end

-optional start
Mihleel: Keep your purse strings tied, friend! We will cover whatever you purchase for the professor or yourself.
-optional end

===Speak with Jalheen.===
Jalheen: Yes...?
<blockquote> The following event cannot be skipped. You may wish to cancel any pending Duty Finder registrations.</blockquote>
Question: Begin speaking with Jalheen?
> Yes
> No
---

-cutscene start
Jalheen: And what may I do for you, my Eorzean friend?

Question: What will you say?
> I want to ask you about the sunken vault in the Bounty.
Jalheen: ...And where did you hear of such a thing? Eh, I suppose I could tell you about it...except the tale is rather long and my throat is so very dry.
Mihleel: Here we are—one of Mehryde's finest. Enjoy!
Jalheen: Ah, lovely. Bottoms up!
<blockquote> Jalheen empties the cup in a single pull...</blockquote>
> Oh, just a friendly chat. How about a drink?
Jalheen: Well, I certainly wouldn't say no to a drink freely offered.
Mihleel: Here we are—one of Mehryde's finest. Enjoy!
Jalheen: Ah, lovely. Bottoms up!
<blockquote> Jalheen empties the cup in a single pull...</blockquote>
Jalheen: That was very kind of you, {{alternatives|sir|miss}}, but I know when I'm being softened up. What is it that you want from me?
Jalheen: Oho, chasing down that old tale, are you? It does seem to appeal to the adventurous at heart.
---

Jalheen: Now, where to begin... Might I assume you've heard of Alzadaal? He was khan of the Auri tribe which sailed to Thavnair from the mainland, and a key figure in the history of Radz-at-Han.
Jalheen: His decision to aid the Arkasodara is what ultimately won them the war against the Gajasura, thus allowing our predecessors to lay the foundation for this thriving city-state.
Jalheen: The truly fascinating stories, however, concern his grandson, Alzadaal III, who was known for his deeds as satrap in Radz-at-Han's earlier days.
Jalheen: Some attest that this man traveled to another world entirely, and returned with glittering riches. Others that he brokered an alliance with a certain wyrm of the first brood...
Jalheen: Then there is the tale of the sunken vault─the one you seem most curious about. According to this legend, Alzadaal III claimed a small island somewhere in the middle of the Bounty. There he built a structure reaching clear to the bottom of the sea─a deep and secret storehouse─and locked all his worldly wealth within.
Jalheen: In the centuries since, whenever a natural disaster or hardship befell Radz-at-Han, folk would remember that tale of hidden treasure. Hearty souls would set out to claim their fortune...but precious few ever made it home.
Jalheen: Would you like to hear more? <cough> Apologies, I have a slight tickle in─ Oh, my cup appears to be empty...

Question: What will you say?
> Mihleel, another round for the professor!
Jalheen: Ah, I see we've reached an understanding! You're a sharp one, adventurer!
> That wasn't enough?
Jalheen: I've had but one meager drink, my friend. Surely my learned wisdom is worth a little more than that, yes?
---

Mihleel: Another for the professor!
Jalheen: Ohohoho! Today was a splendid day to visit the meyhane!

<blockquote> Jalheen gulps down his newest drink with gusto... </blockquote>

Jalheen: Where were we...? Ah—hic!—yes. Those who ''did'' return from seeking the treasure vault refused—I mean, flatly refused—to speak of what they saw.
Jalheen: Did this discourage others? Nay! Quite the opposite! Such accounts only served to feed the legend, and the golden lure grew stronger than ever before.
Jalheen: That reminds me of something Azahma was saying—Azahma's a fellow connoisseur of spirituous potables, yes, yes, he is.
Jalheen: Anyway, he was saying that one of ''his'' acquaint—hic!—acquaintances went after the treasure himself. Hasn't been seen since he set sail, I hear, but he did have...ah. No, I can say no more.
Jalheen: You seem a generous sort—what kind of man would I be to encourage what is clearly a foolhardy quest? If my words sent you to your death, I could never live with myself.

Question: What will you say?
> I am no stranger to peril.
Jalheen: Is that so? Perhaps it's your turn to tell a tale, then. What manner of dangers have you faced?
Jalheen: ...The very edge of existence!? From anyone else, I'd struggle to believe it, but I recognize you now. You're the—hic!—hero of the Final Days!
Jalheen: A drink... I need another drink to settle my nerves... Mihleel! More of the same, if you please!
> I think I've heard enough.
Jalheen: Is that─hic!─so? Well, I suppose any adventurer worth his/her salt can go and find the place himself/herself, eh!
<blockquote>You have learned a few hints as to the nature of the undersea vault, but you cannot help but wonder if a longer conversation may have revealed further details...</blockquote>
---

''If you chose "I am no stranger to peril"''
Mihleel: As you wish... But this one is on your coin, Professor.
<blockquote>Jalheen drains yet another cup dry...</blockquote>

Jalheen: Anyway, you being who you are...I shuppose it wouldn't hurt to share a little more. Thish friend of Azahma's, he was deshperate to buy a treasure map...one which showed the way to the entranshe of...of the vault. Sheems he could only get it from shome merchant, what'sh-his-name...
Jalheen: Bah, I forget. Let'sh drink a toasht to you, my new besht friend! ...Mihleel! More drinksh!

Question: What will you do?
> Say nothing.
Mihleel: Be right with you!
Mihleel: Your drink, sir.
Jalheen: Ah, marveloush, I am ''parched''!
<blockquote> Jalheen throws back yet another cup...</blockquote>
Jalheen: Weren't we talkin' about Azahma..? You─hic─wanna know where Azahma is? Around thish time, he's ordinr...odarin...''often'' at the...at the usual plashe...
<blockquote> You have learned some useful information regarding the undersea vault. If Jalheen were more coherent, however, he may have had more details to share...</blockquote>

> Signal for water instead.
Mihleel: Your drink, sir.
Jalheen: Ah, marveloush, I am ''parched''!
<blockquote> Jalheen gulps down the cup of water... </blockquote>
Jalheen: Pffft! That...that was water! Did you tell her to bring me water!?
Jalheen: Shtill, that'sh...that'sh probably for the besht. Very kind of you, really. My head will shertainly thank you in the morning...
Jalheen: Ugh, I sheem to have overindulged... I am put in mind of the words of Mashter Jalzahn, “Be wary how much of the drink you shwallow, lesht it shwallow you.”
Jalheen: Forgive me—I will shubject you to no more of these unsheemly—ahem—unseemly antics. If you want to speak with Azahma, well, as I said, we share a taste for the meyhane's fine spirits. He probably came in as we were talking.
Jalheen: I wish you fortune in...finding your fortune.
<blockquote> You appear to have learned all that Jalheen has to share regarding the undersea vault. To find out more, you will need to locate a man by the name of Azahma. </blockquote>
---
-cutscene end

-optional start
Jalheen: Perhaps I should find myself a new pastime...
Mihleel: The professor was able to help you, I hope?
-optional end

===Speak with Azahma===
Azahma: Yes, I am Azahma. And who might you be?
Azahma: ...All true, I'm afraid. My friend took a ship out in search of Alzadaal's Legacy, and I've been watching for his sails ever since.
Azahma: I tried to dissuade him, of course, but he refused to listen. All he could talk about was finding that vault.
Azahma: And that look in his eyes... I knew it wasn't common gold or jewels he lusted after. He was hunting Alzadaal III's “otherworldly” hoard, and his ambition would not be denied.
Azahma: I see it in you, too—that appetite for the mysterious and the unknown.
Azahma: But I'll not attempt to turn you from your path. I know too well the futility of that endeavor.
Azahma: So I will tell you what my friend told me—how he convinced a merchant in the bazaar to give him the rough location of the vault's entrance.
Azahma: It seems this merchant—one Zasshal, I believe—is selling a map which shows the exact route, but my friend's purse was too light for its exorbitant price.
Azahma: With what meager wealth he had, he instead paid to learn that there are ruins on a small island somewhere in the Bounty. And within those ruins hides the path to the vault deep below.
Azahma: If you truly intend on seeking Alzadaal's treasure, I suggest you put your affairs in order. I wish things were different, but I do not believe my friend is ever coming home...

-cutscene start
Ragged Waif: Please, Zasshal! Please! You must let me have that treasure map!
Ragged Waif: My mother and father were slaughtered by monsters! My baby sister, still too young to fend for herself! Can you spare us no kindness!?
Zasshal: So, you hope to find your fortune. And what? You expect me to surrender my wares for pity's sake?
Zasshal: What have you to offer in payment?
Zasshal: As I thought! Come back when you've got more than rags to your name!
Zasshal: This is no mere treasure map! It is a guide to the vaults of Alzadaal III—one of the greatest satraps of Radz-at-Han, and a direct descendant of Alzadaal Khan!

Bazaar Patron: A fake, I'd wager!
Zasshal: This is no fake! The parchment is marked with an arcane glyph of passage!
Zasshal: You may find the ruins hidden in the Bounty, but you won't be setting foot inside without this in your possession!
Zasshal: A priceless artifact, it is! Discovered amongst the rubble in the aftermath of the Final Days, and lovingly restored by yours truly!
Zasshal: This map is the key to fabulous riches, and I would be the king of fools to simply ''give'' it away!
Zasshal: Be glad I am no such king, boy—your scrawny hide would never return with that treasure alive!
Zasshal: Gahahaha!
Ragged Waif: O cruel fate! Why must you tempt me with wealth I am powerless to claim!?
Ragged Waif: How shall I envy the one who purchases that precious map! Whatever they pay will be but a pittance against the golden hoard they stand to uncover!

''Both the WOL and Zasshal spot Estinien in the crowd.''
Zasshal: What of you, sir? A fighting man of your stature would surely relish the challenge of recovering Alzadaal's lost fortune!
Estinien: A fortune, you say...?
Ragged Waif: If I had but the strength to seize that treasure, my starving sister would never want for food!
Estinien: I'll take it. Will this cover the price?

Estinien: Well met, my friend.
Estinien: Someone is dressed for adventure.
Estinien: But why Thavnair of all places? Knowing you, I suspect there is more to your plans than sightseeing and shopping.
Estinien: Ruins beneath the Bounty...? Curious. And here I've acquired a map to just such a site...
Zasshal: With that sale, I do believe I've earned the rest of the day off. Thank you for your patronage, sir, but if you'll excuse me...
Estinien: You needn't mind us.
Zasshal: And now I've fleeced one of the heroes of the Final Days. I pray the Sisters were looking elsewhere...
Estinien: This map may or may not be genuine. Either way, we'll need a ship to find out for sure.

Question: What will you say?
> You seem to be eager to be underway.
> I never took you for a treasure hunter.
---

Estinien: Lest you misunderstand, I seek the treasure not for myself.
Estinien: If such a fortune truly exists, then it could help ease the struggles of those who lost their loved ones in the Final Days.
Estinien: I hope to do for Thavnair what you and Alphinaud did for the Ala Mhigans when you recovered the mad king's trove.
Estinien: Come now, you know Alphinaud needs little encouragement when it comes to recounting the tales of your shared exploits.
Estinien: Speaking of precocious lads, that boy in the bazaar was clearly an accomplice of the merchant.
Estinien: I suppose his role was to draw the attention of the crowd and add weight to the merchant's bold claims.
Estinien: A transparent act for the most part, but 'twas not all mummery—the need to provide for his sister rang true enough.
Estinien: Thus if some portion of the profits end up in that waif's pockets, then I will consider it money well spent... whether the map leads us to the vault or not.
Estinien: You ''are'' coming along, yes?

Question: What will you say?
> Naturally!
Estinien: Hmph, I thought as much.
> Shall we split the expenses?
Estinien: I appreciate the concern, but if there is one thing I've learned from my time with the Scions, it is how to better manage my coinpurse.
---
Estinien: Now, let's see about securing a vessel.
-cutscene end

===Speak with Estinien.===
Estinien: You will recall I spoke of visiting Thavnair at Vrtra's request?
Estinien: Well, he finally invited me to a feast...and made his proposal once I was too full of Hannish delights to refuse. He wishes me to train the Radiant Host in lancework...
Estinien: ...But that is a tale for another time. What we need now is a merchant or a trawler with a ship fit for the open seas.
Estinien: Matsya is a fisherman by trade, yes? We should head to Akyaali and see if he can help us.

===Speak with Matsya in Akyaali.===
-optional start
Estinien: I am hoping to hire a ship, of course, rather than buy one. My funds would not stretch quite ''that'' far.
-optional end

-cutscene start
Matsya: My friends, what brings you to our humble village?
Matsya: ...So you need a seaworthy vessel to seek these ruins?
Matsya: Considering it was your deeds which allowed us to return to fishing, I should think everyone would be glad for a chance to repay the favor!
Matsya: Wait here, and I will have a boat stocked and ready for you in no time at all!
Estinien: Have you noticed our little shadow? He's been following us since we left the city.
Estinien: We see you there, boy. Show yourself.
Estinien: Ah, it ''is'' you...
Estinien: Do you know how far out of our way we walked so that you'd not cross paths with some wild beast?
Ragged Waif: I'm sorry, sir, but aren't you the heroes who saved Thavnair? You are. I know you are...
Ragged Waif: And I've gone and cheated you! I work with Zasshal, you see—the map merchant. It's my job to play the pleading orphan, and convince the crowd his wares are worth the price he asks.
Ragged Waif: I'm ashamed of what I've done, and beg for your forgiveness. If not for you, my sister and I would never have... Well, we'd be...
Estinien: Enough. I knew your game, and I paid the price willingly. A fortunate purchase as it turns out, for my friend here was seeking those very ruins.
Ragged Waif: You are kind to overlook the wrong I have done you...
Ragged Waif: But there is more you need to know.
Ragged Waif: The map you bought is very real, as is the island it shows. I overheard Zasshal selling the information to another customer.
Ragged Waif: He told that man where he needed to search, about the ruins, about the vault...about everything. Then the man sailed out to find his fortune, never to return.
Ragged Waif: You cannot go alone to that place! You should have more friends with you—maybe even a whole army!
Estinien: I do not doubt the ruins hold danger, but I assure you, between the two of us there is little we cannot overcome.
Ragged Waif: Please! I cannot bear the thought of...of...

Question: What will you say?
> We could invite our comrades.
Estinien: ...That we could. And assuming we do find this treasure hoard, it may prove wise to have more hands along for the carrying.
> We might need a hand moving the treasure...
Estinien: ...Assuming we find any. Still, it may prove wise to bring some companions along all the same.
> Now you've gone and made him cry.
Estinien: I did not— That was not my intention.
Estinien: Oh, very well. Assuming we do find this treasure hoard, it may prove wise to have more hands along for the carrying.
---
Estinien: Any ideas on whom to approach? The Scions have scattered far and wide since our last gathering...

Question: What will you say?
> Thancred and Urianger.
Estinien: Thancred and Urianger, eh?
Estinien: Those two would answer our call, certainly. But they left the Rising Stones with a definite task in mind, and I am loath to interrupt their self-appointed mission.
> Alphinaud and Alisaie.
Estinien: Little Lord Alphinaud and his sister? Were they not bound for Garlemald? They have far more important matters to attend to than delving for trinkets.
> G'raha Tia and Krile.
Estinien: Aye, Krile may have her hands full rebuilding the Students, but if you reach out to G'raha, he would surely leap at the invitation.
> Y'shtola.
Estinien: Y'shtola...?
Estinien: Her magicks would be a welcome addition, aye, but I am loath to interrupt her research. Mayhap we could ask a less...prickly companion.
---
Estinien: Will that set your mind at ease?
Ragged Waif: Y-Yes, if that man is as strong as you. ...Is he though? Strong, I mean?
Estinien: What is your name, boy?
Mehrahd: Mehrahd, sir.
Estinien: Well, Mehrahd, your life is yours to live as you will. But I suggest you find a more honest trade if you truly wish to keep your sister safe.
Mehrahd: I'm not proud of what I do!
Mehrahd: But what choice do I have? We need to eat, and everyone's too busy rebuilding their own lives to bother with two grubby orphans...
Estinien: Wait, boy.
Estinien: I didn't take this roundabout road just to see you end up in some creature's belly. Let me walk you back to the city gates.
Mehrahd: Thank you, sir.
Estinien: Call me Estinien.
-quest complete
-cutscene end
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