Alisaie's Quest

Well, my friends ─ now that we have all settled back into our bodies, it is time we resumed our duties in earnest. Let us speak of our plans.

Thancred

Ever since the Emperor's death, it's been one unsettling rumor after another. I've a mind to pay a visit to Garlemald to ascertain the truth of the matter.

Urianger

A prudent endeavor. 'Tis of the essence that we establish the full extent of the threat. Not least if it should prove that Zenos doth indeed orchestrate events from the shadows.

In light of which possibility, I shall accompany thee on thy mission.

Thancred tries to say something before Urianger continues.

Urianger

Be assured that thou shalt find me more a help than a hindrance. Thou requirest another to imbue thine ammunition, dost thou not?

Thancred expresses a brief moment of shock, and shrugs, relenting.

Y'shtola laughs at this exchange.

Assuming that's settled, there's something I've been meaning to look into as well.

The door opens, and Lyse walks in.

Welcome back, everyone!

Lyse!

You're fine now, right? No more headaches or keeling over?

That's right. We're fighting fit, and raring to go!

The famous Lyse Hext...former Scion and hero of the Ala Mhigan Resistance.

Lyse looks at everyone, pausing at G'raha Tia.

I don't believe we've met.

Krile

Really? It's so easy to assume that all Archons are acquainted. But then I suppose your fields of expertise are rather different.

G'raha Tia, at your service. I have read much and more about your exploits, Commander. It is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance.

Likewise. The others told me all about you.

Do not be so sure. Words scarcely do justice to the vital role he played in our victory in the First. A more dependable comrade one would be hard-pressed to find.

G'raha Tia bashfully smiles at the acknowledgement

Ah, right, I did glance at the report...but I'd be lying if I said I understood half of it.

The Scions continue to talk and apprise Lyse of what had happened.

Well, well...that's a lot to take in. Um... Just to be clear, this means we're not heading for another calamity, does it?

Urianger

Shorn of their unsundered masters' leadership, what Ascians remain shall struggle to see their plans to fruition.

And though I would ever advise caution, I believe we may rest easy for a time.

I'll take that as a yes.

Even so, I don't know what to make of this business about Hydaelyn and Zodiark being primals...

Y'shtola

A difficult truth to bear, yes. But at last we understand the nature of our adversary. And if there are no further calamities, neither will there be Rejoinings, meaning Zodiark will never regain His full strength.

Even so, as the oldest and mightiest of primals, He remains a force to be feared.

Though His is a power born of the desire for salvation, we have seen the havoc it may wreak. And it falls to us to ensure that it is never again brought to bear upon this star.

The player recalls the Zodiark and Hydaelyn murals seen back in the First.

But tell us, Lyse, to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?

What do you mean? Isn't seeing my long-lost comrades reason enough? ...All right, there was one other matter. I have a message from the Alliance. And before you ask, yes, it's about the Empire.

So, after Emperor Varis's assassination, it seems his cousin “Nerva” made a bid for the throne.

The trouble is, he wasn't the only one with designs on it, and it didn't take long for a civil war to break out. And it's not just in the provinces. Early reports say huge swaths of the imperial capital have been reduced to rubble.

The Alliance will soon convene in Ala Mhigo to decide on a course of action, and we were hoping you'd come along.

Thancred

Well! As it happens, Urianger and I were just this moment planning a little trip to Garlemald. And we should be grateful for any advice the Alliance can provide on how best to make the most of our visit.

To Ala Mhigo, then.

Why don't you go on without me. There's something I need to look into.

Ah, forgive me, you were just telling us. What is it, if I may ask?

I want to find a way to cure the tempered.

Of course. You think it may be possible to adapt the treatment you used to help those corrupted by the sin eaters...

I'm sorry? A cure for tempering? But that would change everything! Alisaie─consider yourself uninvited. Go and find us this cure!

I'll do my best.

I was hoping you might join me. Don't worry if not, though ─ I won't hold it against you if you'd rather attend a stuffy meeting.

What will you say?

What meeting? Lead on!

I knew you'd say yes.

I like stuffy meetings.

Y'shtola

Rest assured there'll be many, many more. Go on, lend Alisaie a hand.

I'll come too! ...If you don't mind, that is.

Alisaie and the player look at G'raha Tia, surprised.

Y'shtola chuckles.

Y'shtola

Mind? I'm sure they would be glad of your company. Pray enjoy your time together with your hero.

My...? N-No, that's not─ I mean, I— I-I simply thought my knowledge might be of some use!

Everyone laughs.

We shall be on our way, then. Godsspeed.

End of cutscene.

Optional dialogue

Don't worry, I can say with complete confidence that G'raha is dressed for anything!

<sigh> When Y'shtola is about, one cannot afford even the slightest slip...

Speak with Alisaie

Start of cutscene.

When I set out to save Halric, I think Ga Bu was always at the back of my mind. And having proved that the Light-corrupted are not lost, I am convinced that the same must be true of the tempered.

Similar to those corrupted by the sin eaters, the aether of Ga Bu's soul has been rendered stagnant.

And though the root cause is different, perhaps the solution is the same.

It is by no means an unreasonable hypothesis, Alisaie. And it warrants full investigation.

If there's even a chance we can save Ga Bu, we have to try. But however much I'd like to race over to Limsa and set to work, there's no room for recklessness. Not when a child's life is at stake.

As I'm sure Beq Lugg would remind us, we still know little and less about the soul. Any number of things could go wrong if we don't exercise due caution.

And so, before attempting anything, we should learn all we possibly can about tempering.

There's just one problem: research into the condition has long since ground to a halt, and the combined work of the many scholars involved doesn't exactly amount to a wealth of knowledge...

Not of the modern scholars, perhaps. But what of their ancient counterparts? I know the Allagans took a more-than-passing interest in the subject.

And if what we seek is to be found anywhere, it would surely be at the Aetherochemical Research Facility.

...Where they experimented on primals and their worshipers, yes? Good thinking. I've never actually been there myself, but I did read the reports on Azys Lla. Which means we'll be needing an airship.

Tataru turns to Alisaie with a smirk.

Heh heh heh...! An airship, you say?

Meet me at the northern bank of Silvertear Lake─I've got a little surprise for you. Oh, and come prepared to travel!

The three tilt their heads at Tataru's statement.

End of cutscene.

Speak with Tatru in Mor Dhona

Start of cutscene.

The group approaches Tataru, showing off a pink airship. Tataru is dressed in a pink Ironworks uniform.

I give you the Bonanza, the Scions' very own airship!

I built her as a company project with help from our friends at the Rising Stones, and named her for luck and prosperity!

Tataru, this is... This is amazing! We'll be able to fly just about anywhere we want!

Our garments were impressive enough, but to build an entire airship... I see the annals did not exaggerate the many talents of the Scions' fabled coinkeeper.

Hee hee hee! I'd also introduce myself as your pilot, except the training didn't go quite as well as I'd hoped... But that's all right, because we've hired this capable fellow here instead!

Tataru introduces an Ironworks employee.

The Bonanza is equipped with a full complement of manacutters, by the way. Feel free to use them to get around Azys Lla!

But enough talk ─ it's time to fly. All aboard!

End of cutscene.

Optional dialogue

Did I ever mention that I was fond of flying? Because I am. Be it on an airship, an amaro, or a chocobo, there is nothing so exhilarating as feeling the wind on your face as the horizon unfolds before you...

So this is where you had your reckoning with Thordan. I wish I'd been with you.

Speak with Alisaie