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A Power in Slumber

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A Power in Slumber

Quest giver
Kienkan (X:6.1, Y:6.0)
Quest line

Experience 0
Gil 1,054
Previous quest
Shadows in the Empire
Next quest
The Will of the Moon

Hien is eager to set out for the Azim Steppe.

— In-game description


Optional rewards



There are no journal entries for this quest.


Accepting the Quest

Hien: It is settled, then. I will journey to the Azim Steppe with the Scions. Yugiri and Hakuro -- I leave our other neighbors to you.

Alisaie: My apologies, but I won't be joining you.

Alisaie: I am no aetherologist, and what skills I do possess are unlikely to be of any great use to the mission. But more importantly, it seems to me that the ruins in the Burn warrant attention.

Alisaie: And so, while you are away securing an energy source, I will engage our friends at Garlond Ironworks to undertake a complete overhaul of the field generators. We'll need them in good working order if our plan is to succeed. I trust there are no objections?

Player: Have care in the Burn. / Come on, Alisaie... Could you not get Tataru to do it?

Alisaie: Have care on the Steppe! From what I hear, the Xaela like fighting with friends almost as much as foes. Good luck!

Hien: Just the three of us, then. Very well. Shall we make first for Reunion?

At Reunion

Hien: 'Tis a fine feeling to be back. Were it not for our mission, I would like nothing more than to lie on the grass and watch the clouds float by...

Y'shtola: So this is the Azim Steppe... The tales do not do it justice.

Hien: If you think the view is impressive here, wait until we reach higher ground.

Hien: Actually... seeing as it's your first visit, permit me to show you my favorite spot.

Hien: Ahhh, I will never tire of this vista! The endless fields, the boundless skies... 'Tis a sight to make a man forget his cares.

Y'shtola: But not his purpose, I trust.

Y'shtola: Might this be a fitting moment to tell us what we are doing here?

Hien: Of course. During my time with the Mol, I learned some few myths of this land. One goes thus...

Hien: “In the distant past, when all seemed doomed, a wayfaring soul came unto the steppe. Venturing into the northern crag, he received of Nhaama a sliver of her essence -- a shard of the shining moon -- and with it clove the tainted land from the earth.

Hien: “The end thus averted, to these fields did the wayfaring soul return. And venturing once more into the nothern crag, he buried the shard, and made unto the heavens an offering of blood.”

Y'shtola: A tainted land cloven from the earth, and an offering of blood to the heavens... Azys Lla and Dalamud.

Hien: That was my thinking, yes.

Y'shtola: And you believe that yonder mountains hide an artifact possessed of sufficient power to raise Azys Lla up to the heavens. ...I suppose that might suffice.

Hien: Worth a closer look, would you say?

Y'shtola: I would.

Speaking with Hien

Y'shtola: An intriguing myth... though I wonder how Nhaama came to be woven into it. An Allagan hand, perhaps?

Hien: From here, we shall travel to Mol Iloh. There we may ask Cirina about the particulars of the myth, and raise the matter of an alliance with the rulers of the Steppe.

Finishing the Quest

Y'shtola: So that is Cirina. Lyse told me something of the woman, but I did not think that we would ever have occasion to meet.

Hien: Tell me -- do you notice anything different about the Mol? How they carry themselves? That, my friend, is pride. I do believe their victory in the Naadam meant more to them than I realized.

Cirina: Hien, [Player]. I am glad of your visit, and the opportunity to welcome a new friend. How may we serve you?

Hien: There is a matter I would discuss with the Mol. It concerns not only the peoples of the Steppe, but of every land in the Far East.

Cirina: A shard of the shining moon left behind by a wayfaring soul... And you need this to protect our lands?

Hien: I do. My friends and I wish to find the shard and ascertain the extent of its power. Will you tell me more of the place where it lies buried? This “northern crag”?

Cirina: ...If that is your wish. In the mountains to the north, there is a cavern called the House of the Crooked Coin. Inside this cavern are pillars of stone that legend holds to be the source of Nhaama's power. There, I believe, you will find what you seek.

Hien: Ah, yes, I know the place. 'Tis a brisk walk from here. And what are your thoughts on an alliance?

Cirina: Should the Empire return, our lands will be engulfed in a storm of conflict whether we will it or no. If we do not stand together, we will fall apart. This I believe with all my heart. However...

Y'shtola: ...However?

Cirina: Among the tribes of the Steppe, there are those who revere Nhaama above all else. To them, the pillars are sacred, and not to be disturbed.

Cirina: Should you proceed as you propose, such tribes are like to spurn an alliance, prompting others to follow their example. That is my concern.

Cirina: But it is by no means certain that the pillars will provide the power you seek. Ere you risk the ire of the followers of Nhaama, might you not first visit the House of the Crooked Coin? If all is as you hope, we may then consider how best to earn their blessing.

Hien: I thank you for your counsel. We will do as you suggest. I have no desire to give offense to those with whom I would join hands.

Cirina: Thank you for your understanding. Though the Mol may reign over the Steppe today, this decision will shape the days to come, and we would not force others into war against their will.

Hien: Nor we. A hundredfold stronger are they who choose to fight of their own accord.

After the Quest

Hien: Cirina is quite right. Before we seek permission to use these pillars, we should determine if they are suitable for our purposes.

Cirina: In a place such as the Steppe, where myriad tribes exist side by side, it is important to respect each other’s ways. And it would be wise indeed to respect the beliefs of those who would gladly render up body and soul to the Dusk Mother.

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