All Good Things

Quest giver: Y'shtola
Location: Upper La Noscea (X:30.0, Y:23.1)
Quest line: Seventh Umbral Era Main Scenario Quests
Level: 34

Experience: 14,620
Gil: 1,404
Previous quest: Lord of Crags
Next quest: You Can't Take It with You
Plagued by Indecision
The Voyage of the Goobbue
Mr. Slipshod and Ms. Uptight
Out of Whole Cloth
Patch: 2.0
Links: EDB GT

Main Scenario Progress: 106 / 960 (11%)

A Realm Reborn Progress: 106 / 241 (44%)

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Y'shtola is keen to discuss your next task.

— In-game description

Rewards

Unlocks

Those Who Wait

Steps

Speak with R'ashaht Rhiki.
Return to the Waking Sands.
Search for survivors.
Seek shelter at the Church of Saint Adama Landama.

Journal

Y'shtola is keen to discuss your next task.

Though news of your victory over the Lord of Crags has almost certainly reached Limsa Lominsa already, Y'shtola would like you to return to Maelstrom Command and formally report to High Commander Rhiki that Titan is no longer a threat.

High Commander Rhiki thanks you for your efforts on behalf of Limsa Lominsa, and bids you send her regards to your fellow Scions. Shortly afterwards, Minfilia contacts you via linkpearl to offer her congratulations on your victory and request your presence at the Waking Sands.

Upon your return to the Waking Sands, you are greeted by a sight to make your blood run cold. The bodies of your allies lie strewn about─victims of what must have been a desperate struggle. Would that you had been there to protect them. Search for survivors and offer them what succor you can.

While searching for signs of life, you come upon Noraxia. To your dismay, the sylph is mortally wounded. Using the power of the Echo, you learn from her that the Waking Sands was raided by imperial forces, who slaughtered countless Scions before departing─with prisoners. Minfilia is among them. With her dying breath, Noraxia implores you to seek shelter at the Church of Saint Adama Landama in eastern Thanalan. The thought of leaving her and the others fills you with anguish...but if you are to rescue the prisoners and avenge the dead, you must first survive.

Suspecting that Father Iliud is a friend, you weave the Scions' password into a humble request, much as you did on the day you joined the order. Recognizing you as an associate of Minfilia, the priest offers you sanctuary while you consider how to proceed in the wake of this terrible tragedy.

Dialogue

Y'shtola: Though word will already have reached Maelstrom Command, protocol requires that a representative of our order inform the high commander of the mission's success. The honor is rightfully yours, [Forename].
Y'shtola: Once again, I must commend you on a job well done. We shall speak again soon.

If Pledged to The Maelstrom

R'ashaht Rhiki: [GC Rank]. Word of your triumph reached me some while ago, but I am pleased to have it personally confirmed.
R'ashaht Rhiki: First Ifrit and now Titan... Truly, when I think of your achievements, I feel the loss of the Warriors of Light less keenly─and there can be no greater compliment than that. You and your order are heroes. Suffice it to say, we are glad to have a Scion in our ranks.
R'ashaht Rhiki: I shall relay the details of your report to the Admiral forthwith. Please send my regards to the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. [GC Rank]

If not Pledged to The Maelstrom

R'ashaht Rhiki: It is good to see you, [Surname]. Word of your triumph reached me some while ago, but I am pleased to have it personally confirmed.
R'ashaht Rhiki: First Ifrit and now Titan... Truly, when I think of your achievements, I feel the loss of the Warriors of Light less keenly─and there can be no greater compliment than that. You and your order are heroes. The people of Limsa Lominsa are forever in your debt.
R'ashaht Rhiki: I shall relay the details of your report to the Admiral forthwith. Please send my regards to the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. Until next time, [Surname].

Minfilia: [Forename], this is Minfilia. Y'shtola has informed me of your success.
Minfilia: You have won a great victory for the people of Eorzea, one that shall not be forgotten.
Minfilia: And what is more, both you and Y'shtola emerged from O'Ghomoro unscathed. Why, Tataru and the others seemed as glad of that as they did of Titan's fall!
Minfilia: You can look forward to a hero's welcome!
Minfilia: We'll be awaiting your return at the Waking Sands. There is much to discuss. Godsspeed.

You hear that commotion just now? What in the seven hells were they doin' in there? Wrestlin' a peiste!? You look like the adventurous type. Mind takin' a quick look?

...Was that screaming I heard? I'm not sure I want to know...

Noraxia: //? use your contrived psychic powers on the dying sylph to figure out what the hell happened
Noraxia: This one is glad...walking one is safe...

Minfilia: We'll be awaiting your return at the Waking Sands. There is much to discuss. Godsspeed.
Minfilia: Thank heavens she is safe.
Minfilia: Louisoix, do you see? Your light shines brightly in this one. And in time, it will illuminate the realm once more.
Minfilia: <gasp>

(-Scion of the Seventh Dawn-)Advance no further!

Livia sas Junius: We have come for the one who slayed Ifrit and Titan!
Livia sas Junius: Bring him/her forth! And you may yet know mercy!

Tataru: <whimper>

Minfilia: Confound it.
Minfilia: Stay out of sight. I would leave a message with you.
Minfilia: I surrender myself, on the condition you spare the innocents.

Livia sas Junius: Conditions? There speaks the supreme Scion.
Livia sas Junius: I'll grant you have courage, but you would be better served by armor.

Minfilia: Search all you will, the one you seek is not here.

Livia sas Junius: So it would seem.

Minfilia: And yet you knew to look here...but how? <gasp>

Livia sas Junius: Hold that thought.

Minfilia: No!

Livia sas Junius: Conditions of surrender...denied.

Scion: Cease at once!

Minfilia: Have you not done enough!

Livia sas Junius: Perhaps. Enough! We must away.
Livia sas Junius: Though we have not found our quarry, the “High Priestess of the Scions” should suffice for now.
Livia sas Junius: They say she also possesses the Echo. I cannot wait to hear her scream.
Livia sas Junius: I said “enough!”
Livia sas Junius: We leave! Bring the prisoners.

Noraxia: Walking...walking one Minfilia...asked this one to... <groan>
Noraxia: In case walking one r-returned...this one was to say...to say...
Noraxia: At church in eastern Thanalan...walking one must claim sanctuary...
Noraxia: This one tried...tried to protect walking one Minfilia f-from imperial ones...
Noraxia: For...give...this...one.
Noraxia: Save...

Iliud: Is something troubling you, my son/child? You have the look of one who has endured great suffering. If there is anything I can do to help─anything at all─you need only ask.
Q1: What will you say?

A1: Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Iliud: Close your eyes and look within. Acknowledge your misdeeds and your regrets. Pray endeavor to atone with an earnest heart, and you shall surely find salvation, my child.

A2: Curse my enemies, Father! Call down divine vengeance upon those who butchered my friends!
Iliud: The crimes of which you speak are grave...yet I cannot do that which you ask of me. Be assured, however, that the gods see all. If you would ask them for anything, let it be justice and not vengeance.

A3: The wild roses are dead, Father, and I know not what to do.
Iliud: ...The wild roses? I see. You may speak freely here. We are all friends of the Scions.

A4: Nothing.

Iliud: How...how could this have happened...?
Iliud: And you are certain that Minfilia was among those taken by the Garleans?
Iliud: Let us pray no further harm comes to them...
Iliud: You may stay here for as long as you wish. It is the least I can do for a friend of Minfilia's.
Iliud: I have known her since she was but a child... Well do I recall the day of our first meeting.
Iliud: I swore then to do everything in my power to support her, and I will gladly offer the selfsame service to her brother and sister Scions.
Iliud: So please─no matter what you require, you need not hesitate to ask.
Iliud: Marques, would you come here for a moment?

Marques: Yes, Father?

Iliud: If you require assistance, pray speak with Marques. He is a trifle shy, but I assure you he means well.
Iliud: I should explain─Marques is a survivor of the battle of Carteneau. Alas, his experiences took a terrible toll upon his mind... Had we not taken him into our care, he would surely have perished in the desert.
Iliud: Marques, I want you to look after [Forename]. Do you understand?

Marques: Yes, Father...