A Sentimental Gift
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A Sentimental Gift
- Quest giver
- Hermes
- Location
- Elpis (X:8.2, Y:31.9)
- Quest line
Endwalker Main Scenario Quests- Level
- 86
- Experience
488,400- Gil
1,438- Previous quest
Aether to Aether- Next quest
- Verdict and Execution
You and the Ailouros
Background Research Beg Pardon? Coming to Gryps Every Rose Sing, O Mews Unresolved Mysteries Wonder-full - Patch
- 6.0
- Links
- EDB GT TC
Main Scenario Progress: 769 / 978 (78.6%)
Endwalker Progress: 71 / 155 (45.8%)
“You needn't be an entelechy to feel the weight bearing down on Hermes.
— In-game description
Steps
- Speak with Meteion and have her accompany you.
- Examine flowers at the Twelve Wonders while accompanied by Meteion. 0/2
- Look for flowers while accompanied by Meteion.
- Look for flowers while accompanied by Meteion.
- Look for flowers while accompanied by Meteion.
- Look for flowers while accompanied by Meteion.
- Look for flowers while accompanied by Meteion.
- Look for flowers while accompanied by Meteion.
- Speak with Meteion.
Journal
- You needn't be an entelechy to feel the weight bearing down on Hermes.
Dialogue
Optional dialogue
Meteion: ...
Accepting the quest
Hermes: I fear this discussion may take a while, during which time... Hermes: Meteion? Are you feeling unwell? Meteion: It's not me, Hermes. It's you... Meteion: I won't go to the meeting. I'll stay with [Forename]. Hermes: Loath though I am to impose, may I leave Meteion in your care again? Hermes: I'm in your debt. If you'll excuse me...
Speak with Meteion and have her accompany you.
Meteion: Can you help me with something, [Forename]? Meteion: The meeting will make Hermes sad. I want to cheer him up. With a flower. Meteion: Hermes likes flowers the most. Of all the creations in Elpis. Meteion: Most creations are expected to be interesting. Or beautiful. Or strong. Better in some way. Meteion: But flowers are different. They're designed to suit our emotions. What we feel and want to convey. Hermes likes that. Meteion: I can't make flowers. So I'll search for one. And I want you to search with me. Meteion: Let's start here. At the Twelve Wonders.
Optional dialogue
Meteion: Let's search the Twelve Wonders first.
Examine flowers at the Twelve Wonders while accompanied by Meteion.
> Interact with tree in bloom Vibrant purple flowers bigger than your hands adorn the tree. Meteion: Oooh, so big and bright! I love them! Meteion: ...But they might be too bright. You have to think of the recipient. That's what Hermes said.
> Interact with slender tree A tall, slender tree rises before you. You crane your neck to look for flowers. Meteion: No flowers... If there were apples, we could've covered them in syrup... Meteion: Let's head outside next. Don't worry ─ we won't wander far.
Optional dialogue
Meteion: Lots of flowers in the fields. We should be able to find something nice!
Look for flowers while accompanied by Meteion.
> Flower Bed An array of beautiful flowers grow in the bed, their mix of colors forming a pattern. Meteion: These would be better for Hermes...but they're hedged in. Meteion: That means we shouldn't touch them. They're either under observation or poisonous. Meteion: Any other place should be fine, though. Let's keep looking!
> Familiar Plant Set on a tall, thin stalk, the oddly shaped flower is mesmerizing in its undulations... Meteion: Oh, a coneion! A flower that can move! Meteion: When Hermes wasn't looking, it shot seeds at him. Not a good gift, maybe... Meteion: But you're good, [Forename] ─ at spotting flowers! We'll find something soon!
> Junction You spy nothing promising nearby. At best, common-looking grasses with some few tiny flowers... Meteion: Hmmm, nothing around here... Ah! Meteion: Over there, [Forename]! Something big! Huge!
> Malodorous Grass A terrible stench reminiscent of sodden old boots pervades the air... Without a doubt, the culprit is the morbol-like creature before you. Meteion: It's an adonis! The things around its mouth look like petals. But the flowers are the orbs on its head! Meteion: When Hermes inspected it, it swallowed him up. He didn't leave his room for days. What do you think, [Forename]? Would he like it? What will you say? > It's probably not the good sort of memory... > I'd rather not go near that thing... Meteion: So not this one either... Meteion: Finding a good flower... It's harder than I thought. Meteion: I'm sorry, [Forename], but could we search a little more? Maybe as far as the fields over there. I'll pick something after that, I promise.
> Lush Fields Lush, green fields stretch out before you, ending where the sky begins... Meteion: Awww... There's nothing... Meteion: ...Hm? The shiny thing over there. What could it be?
> Shiny Object (Cutscene) Meteion: Ooh, Elpis flowers! They're here too! Meteion: Hermes likes and dislikes them. At the same time. Meteion: Like me, they're entelechies. Like me, they feel his pain and turn dark... Meteion: That's only for Hermes, though. For others, they're always white and bright. Meteion: Truly!? The flower was dark in your home!? Meteion: Then...do you have it too? A dark emotion? What will you say? > I've known the pain and sorrow of loss. Meteion: I see... Meteion: Hermes has known the same. The feeling that a part of you is gone. Again and again. But no one notices... Meteion: Please, [Forename]. Won't you lend it to me? Your pain and sorrow... > I've felt great fury and frustration. > I've been plagued by doubt and anxiety. > I daresay I have a few. Meteion: You don't have to say it. I can feel it's something you want to hide. Meteion: But won't you lend it to me? The darkness inside you? Meteion: I want you to make the flower dark. In front of Hermes. Meteion: He has been in a dark place. Since before he created me. He needs to know that he isn't there alone. That others are sad too. Meteion: Truly? You'll do it? Meteion: Thank you, [Forename]! Thank you! It means more to me than I can say! Meteion: I can't wait to see how Hermes reacts! Let's go back and fetch him!
Speak with Meteion. (Cutscene)
Meteion: It seems they're still talking. Let's wait until they've finished.
| Voiced cutscene | Meteion: Hermes! Hermes: Oh... You were waiting for me. Meteion: You've finished talking? Hermes: Yes. We've come to a decision. Hermes: My thanks for keeping Meteion company. Hermes: Emet-Selch and Hythlodaeus have already retired to their rooms. Hermes: There is a room for you too, if you would follow me. Meteion: Wait! I want to show you something first.
Hermes: Elpis flowers...? Meteion: Go on! Meteion: You're not the only one, Hermes. Others feel sad too. You're not alone. Hermes: I see Meteion has shared much with you. Hermes: May we talk a moment? Hermes: I do not think it wrong that we live for the star. That we strive to make it a better place. Hermes: And yet, in carrying out my duties here, there are times when I am plagued by doubt. Hermes: Do you recall what Hythlodaeus said, when we first spoke of my nomination? Hermes: Death is the privilege of those who have fulfilled their purpose. A choice they embrace of their own free will. And when they depart, it is always beautiful. Hermes: Perhaps it is...but only for man. Hermes: Creations that he deems useless are discarded with nary a second thought. Hermes: Some scarcely born into the world. Afforded a handful of breaths before life and potential are abruptly extinguished. Hermes: We make an effort to spare them the pain. But they sense what awaits. Rage in anguish and cower in fear...and it is not beautiful. Hermes: Yet no one cares. No one. Hermes: So fixated are we upon the duty that we do not pause to question the method. Hermes: Pain and suffering... Confusion and despair... Writ plain in the eyes of those poor creatures. Hermes: Yet no one sees. We turn a blind eye and carry on in blissful ignorance. Naught amiss, and always ─ always the blossoms shine pure and white. Hermes: A contradiction so blatant I could scream. Want to scream. How can you all accept this...aberration!? Hermes: Then I wonder...am I the aberration for thinking thus? And I am filled with dread... Hermes: But now I know I'm not alone. Not the only one for whom the flowers weep. Hermes: I won't ask what you thought as you kneeled beside the Elpis. Or if you only did it at Meteion's insistence. Hermes: Nevertheless...I thank you. Hermes: To know that you too have experienced suffering...is a comfort. What will you say? > Glad I could be of service. Hermes: To so willingly lend an ear to ease my burden... You are a strange one. > Let's have no more brooding, eh? Hermes: ...Indeed. Difficult though it may be, I must endeavor to be strong like you. > Oh, I could tell you all about suffering. Hermes: Lest you misunderstand, I derive no pleasure from your pain. Hermes: It's just...the fact that you are still here, in spite of your suffering, gives me heart. Hermes: The stars in the heavens... Know you what they are? Hermes: Though it is too far to tell, each glittering light could be a world not unlike Etheirys. A world filled with life. Hermes: So many stars, so many lives... For us, there may be no higher purpose than to live for our world, but what of the other living beings out there? Hermes: What is it that gives their lives meaning? That drives them day after day after day? Hermes: To pose that question to our undiscovered cousins, I created beings of dynamis, who can traverse the vast emptiness between the stars. Meteion and her sisters. Hermes: Aye, sisters. Hermes: She has a great many of them, and they have already departed on their journey. Traveling to one star, and then the next, in search of life. Hermes: As one might expect, exploration on such a grand scale is rife with difficulties, and thus far I've naught to show for it. Hermes: But I have faith that we will make some manner of discovery ere long. Hermes: And when we do, I should be glad to share our findings with you, in gratitude for your kindness. Hermes: ...It's getting rather late. We had best find our beds. 'Twould not do for both of us to be sleep-deprived on the morrow. Hermes: Come, Meteion! Let us head back. Meteion: All right!
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