Get Along and Play Knife
Get Along and Play Knife
- Quest giver
- Jihli Aliapoh
- Location
- Old Gridania (X:10.3, Y:9.5)
- Quest line
- Hatching-tide (2023)
- Level
- 15
- Experience
1,440- Gil
286- Next quest
Chaos, Carnage, Eggs- Patch
- 6.35
“You feel eyes upon you. And they're not just Jihli Aliapoh's.
※This quest is available for a limited time only.— In-game description
Walkthrough
Steps
- Speak with Hamlyn.
- Shoo away sylphs while disguised as a tonberry.
- Speak with Hamlyn.
- Report to Jihli Aliapoh.
Journal
Pre-quest Dialogue
Courteous Collector: Good evening, friend. Might you be interested in learning about the Hatching-tide festivities?
Courteous Collector: A fledgling festival, Hatching-tide was born of a prophetic dream visited upon a Gridanian maiden named Jihli Aliapoh. In her dream, the Twelve Archons of old appeared, those heroes who saved the realm from the destruction of the Sixth Umbral Calamity.
Courteous Collector: Descending from the heavens atop beautifully decorated eggs, they said to Jihli, “Arise, young Dreamer, and make ready the vessels for our return.” And so she did─painstakingly painting and gilding eggs to match those from her vision.
Courteous Collector: Word of the prophecy spread, and Jihli attracted helpers to assist in her toils. After the Calamity, the festival grew further, as townsfolk and adventurers flocked to celebrate the Archons of yore, who many believe had some hand in delivering the realm once again.
Dreamer: Terribly sorry, but I'm afraid we're not yet open for business. Please check back again later!
Trembling Tonberry: Heeeeee! Now's my chance! Now all shall know their splendor! <heavy breathing>
Dialogue
[Cutscene START]
Jihli Aliapoh: Greetings, friend! And a happy Hatching-tide to you.
Jihli Aliapoh: May I say that you look eggsquisite as always, [Forename]? 'Tis always a pleasure.
Jihli Aliapoh: Oh, I am most eager to share my latest dream with you! It was...highly peculiar, to say the least. You see, I beheld visions of that chilling creature of legend─the tonberry!
Jihli Aliapoh: If past experience has taught me anything, it is that painstakingly recreating my dreams is sure to bring about good fortune. However, as tonberries are naught but figments of old fables, I began to doubt whether I could do justice to their ghastly appearance...
Jihli Aliapoh: ...But that all changed when this gentleman generously offered his assistance!
Hamlyn: <snort> Greetings, milady! My name is Hamlyn, and I am what you might call a supreme connoisseur and passionate aficionado of all things tonberry.
Hamlyn: As you may or may not be aware, tonberries have heads as round and adorable as any egg, which is why I believe they are the perfect addition to the Hatching-tide festivities. <snort> So I donned the superior mantle of tonberry, and presented myself to Miss Jihli here. Hee...
Jihli Aliapoh: What luck, wouldn't you agree? Hamlyn was kind enough to furnish our other volunteers with tonberry guises, and we're all hard at work preparing for the upcoming fun.
What will you say?
> And a lot of eggy, stabby fun it shall be!
Jihli Aliapoh: Exactly! That's the spirit of Hatching-tide. ...Perhaps without the “stabby” part.
> ...Tonberries? Seriously?
Jihli Aliapoh: Considering my dream, I think that these festivities present a unique opportunity to share the tonberries' charm with the world. There is but one problem.
Jihli Aliapoh: A group of sylphs has been making mischief throughout town. Playing pranks, sabotaging the decorations...
Hamlyn: Luckily, it seems a mere glance of the tonberry form is enough to send those leafy brigands fleeing in terror. Is it not remarkable how such an adorable visage can strike such fear into the hearts of some? Does not the contradiction of the tonberry's nature invigorate your very soul!? <heavy breathing>
Jihli Aliapoh: Our other volunteers are using their tonberry guises to shoo away the sylphs as best they can, but we still find ourselves shorthanded. Would you be willing to assist us, [Forename]? Just until the mischief is mitigated.
You nod silently.
Jihli Aliapoh: My sincerest thanks. Hamlyn has prepared a plethora of guises for us, so I'm sure he will have one that fits you.
“Get Along and Play Knife” accepted.
[Cutscene END]
Jihli Aliapoh: It seems there's a trick to getting into that tonberry guise. I'm sure Hamlyn will be happy to assist!
Hamlyn: Now then, <snort> let us commence with this most sacred of ceremonies. Come closer... Hmhmhm...
You must continue wearing the tonberry guise in order to progress. Speak with Hamlyn to restore or prolong the garment change.
“Get Along and Play Knife” objective fulfilled!
If you need Hamlyn to restore your tonberry guise:
Hamlyn: Hmm... Hold still─I must make some adjustments.
Wily Whiner: Well, if these ones can't have fun with tusked ones, walking ones won't have any fun either! This one will make sure of it!
What will you say?
> But how about some eggy, eggy, stabby fun?
Wily Whiner: Hyaaaaaa! Monstrous one! This is why these ones need tusked oneees!
> You can have fun with me!
Exultant Interloper: This one brims with delight! What a laugh these ones shall have!
Excited Amphibian-lover: Hide well, warty one! Then spring out and make the walking ones screech and jump!
Exultant Interloper: Hee hee! This one can't wait!
What will you say?
> Let's have some eggy, eggy, stabby fun!
Excited Amphibian-lover: Aaaiiieeeeee!
Exultant Interloper: Scary one! Scary one is here! Flee, flee!
> Did you just call me a warty one?
Cocksure Crook: Tee hee! Walking ones will be ever so shocked!
Unsure Accomplice: B-But...if these ones are naughty, elder one will become scolding one...
Cocksure Crook: No one will know it was these ones! Besides, it isn't that naughty... Hee hee!
What will you say?
> Don't be naughty─have eggy, eggy, stabby fun!
Unsure Accomplice: Gyaaaaaa! P-Please! Th-This one didn't mean any harm!
Cocksure Crook: Eeeeeek! Sticky one! Get it away!
> I think I'll be the judge of that.
“Get Along and Play Knife” objective fulfilled!
Hamlyn: <snort> I trust you return from a job well done?
Hamlyn: I am sure Miss Jihli would like to hear the particulars. You may relay your report after I... <slurp> relieve you of that outfit. Hmhmhm...
“Get Along and Play Knife” objective fulfilled!
Hamlyn: Well? Tell us─how did the tonberry fare? <heavy breathing>
[Cutscene START]
Jihli Aliapoh: I'm glad to hear those sylphs fluttered back home. Thank you for all of your help, [Forename].
Hamlyn: Yes, you performed most admirably, not only in deed but in dress. Upon beholding a tonberry performing such selfless acts of valor, the citizens of Gridania are sure to have warmed to our adorable paragons of pointy justice─all according to <snort> plan.
Jihli Aliapoh: Our other volunteers are currently making the rounds and checking the rest of the decorations for any residual surprises, but I daresay we should be able to officially begin the celebrations soon.
Jihli Aliapoh: All that's left is to wait for our Archon eggs to arrive from Ul'dah!
Jihli Aliapoh: Which reminds me─Master Pawlin sends his regards. He is currently recovering from injuries sustained from a particularly sharp beak, and will therefore be unable to attend Hatching-tide this year...
Jihli Aliapoh: ...But he generously sent us dozens and dozens of delightful eggs! So many, in fact, we had to commission the Goldsmiths' Guild for help with their decoration.
Jihli Aliapoh: I hope you enjoy the festivities! Something tells me this shall be a Hatching-tide to remember.
Panicked Voice: W-We have a problem!
Jihli Aliapoh: Nonotta! Whatever is the matter?
Nonotta: It's the eggs, Jihli! The Archon eggs!
Nonotta: Sylphs swarmed the shipment as it entered the Central Shroud and zapped the delivery mammet into a frenzy. The caravan has been brought to a complete standstill!
Nonotta: If only you had seen it─the chaos, the carnage, the eggs! Our beautiful Archon eggs scattered across the ground, sylphs pilfering them like spriggans, and that smoking mammet rampaging like an aldgoat possessed. 'Twas sheer mayhem, Jihli!
Nonotta: The sylphs presented no demands, offered no reason behind their rampant pillaging. But they did keep squeaking about “tusked ones” and “no fair” and “why should walking ones have all the fun?” What do you suppose they meant?
Jihli Aliapoh: Ah. I heard the sylphs once held an annual spring festival, but there was an incident involving one of their fighting boars... I believe that was the end of such festivities.
Jihli Aliapoh: I understand how it must pain them to see us cheerfully prepare for Hatching-tide, but those ill-gotten eggs won't ease their suffering. We must find a way to recover them...
Hamlyn: Heeeeee! If I may be so bold, <snort> I believe I have the perfect solution to your conundrum. [Forename]'s assistance will be crucial, however. <heavy breathing> You will lend us your aid, yes?
You nod determinedly and silently.
“Get Along and Play Knife” complete!
[Cutscene END]