I Wandered Sharlayan as a Minstrel
I Wandered Sharlayan as a Minstrel
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I Wandered Sharlayan as a Minstrel is a level 90 quasi-quest that serves as an unlock method for extreme-difficulty trials and ultimate-difficulty raids in Endwalker. There are no steps to this quest: talking to the questgiver both accepts and completes the quest.
Though the quest is "completed" upon talking to the Wandering Minstrel, players must go back and talk to him again each time they complete the necessary prerequisites in order to unlock the associated extreme- or ultimate-difficulty encounter.
- The Minstrel's Ballad: Zodiark's Fall
- The Minstrel's Ballad: Hydaelyn's Call
- The Minstrel's Ballad: Endsinger's Aria
- Dragonsong's Reprise (Ultimate)"UltimateRaid" is not in the list (Action, Achievement, AetherCurrent, Dungeon, Emote, Location, MountSpeed, Other, Raid, Reputation, ...) of allowed values for the "Has unlock type" property.
- Storm's Crown (Extreme)
Wandering Minstrel: <gasp> Who should stand before me but the savior of the very star─the inimitable ender of the end! Your deeds are sung of far and wide, my friend! Wandering Minstrel: As I understand it, your quest for the world's salvation brought you to Sharlayan. I, too, am here on a quest of sorts─the quest for musical inspiration. Wandering Minstrel: Alas, magnificent though this repository of knowledge may be, I find there is only so much inspiration I can derive from tomes... Wandering Minstrel: But where tomes alone fail to inspire, living words may yet spark the imagination! Wandering Minstrel: So I beg you, will you not regale me with the tale of your quest to deliver the star? If such an adventure isn't fit to be an epic, I would not know what is! Wandering Minstrel: Drawing upon both your firsthand account and the knowledge I attain here, I believe that I shall be able to weave the most marvelous of verses! Wandering Minstrel: Should you be willing, pray let me know. I shall continue my research here in the meantime.
Wandering Minstrel: Greetings, my friend. If you have a tale to share, this minstrel is all ears! Wandering Minstrel: Oho, what manner of thrilling adventure might this be? Wandering Minstrel: Good gods, a battle on the moon with Zodiark, eldest and mightiest of primals... I pride myself on my imagination, but your feats transcend aught my mind could possibly conceive. Wandering Minstrel: Against all odds, you struck down the puissant being, yet triumph quickly turned to tragedy, for Zodiark's fall proved to be the trigger for the Final Days... Wandering Minstrel: ...Yes. Yes, the words well up within me. Pray lend them an ear. Wandering Minstrel: Born of ancient men, a divinity was freed,♪ Their hopes unrequited, they knew no reprieve.♪ Wandering Minstrel: Born of mortal men, a champion did arise,♪ Ascending to the heavens, ruination to defy.♪ Wandering Minstrel: That the ancients should sacrifice half their number to save the star... The strength of their resolve makes me tremble in admiration. Wandering Minstrel: Even as it saddens me to think that one of their own would seek to lay it all to waste, so deep was his despair... Wandering Minstrel: Not having lived their lives, I feel decidedly unworthy to speak of their hearts. Better that the whole truth remain with you, and you alone. Wandering Minstrel: Let it suffice for me to honor a fragment of their hopes and dreams in song, that their lives and sacrifice may ever be remembered. A new high-end duty has been added to the Raid Finder.
Wandering Minstrel: Greetings, my friend. If you have a tale to share, this minstrel is all ears! Wandering Minstrel: Hm-hm, this promises to be a most rousing adventure! Wandering Minstrel: In order to prove your readiness to avert the Final Days, you undertook a trial imposed by no less a being than the will of the star, Hydaelyn Herself... Wandering Minstrel: It staggers the mind to imagine such an encounter, to say naught of the thousands of years that Venat had resolved to wait. Wandering Minstrel: ...Yes, I daresay I have a song. You will listen to it now, of course? Wandering Minstrel: Though eons apart, two kindred souls met,♪ Apart they would walk, all life to protect.♪ Wandering Minstrel: Eons thence, their paths would converge,♪ As goddess and mortal, to silence the dirge.♪ Wandering Minstrel: For time beyond counting, Hydaelyn waited for you in patience and faith. And when at last you were reunited, even as She desperately wished for you to surpass Her, She knew She could not hold back─and did not. Wandering Minstrel: Hers was an unenviable burden...and a noble sacrifice. Tears well in my eyes to imagine the hardships She has had to endure. Wandering Minstrel: But it comforts me to know that Her long journey was not in vain. That Her hopes passed on to you. Wandering Minstrel: This tale is an epic among epics, and full honored am I to have been given the chance to weave a song for it. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you. A new high-end duty has been added to the Raid Finder.
Wandering Minstrel: Greetings, my friend. If you have a tale to share, this minstrel is all ears! Wandering Minstrel: A battle at the edge of existence, you say? Against a fearsome being known as the Endsinger... Wandering Minstrel: It goes without saying that I should like to hear about this! Pray, recount to me the tale of your mission from beginning to end! Wandering Minstrel: Good gods... I had known about the chaos of the Final Days, but never could I have imagined the events which brought them about. Wandering Minstrel: I do wonder, though... Where might this Ultima Thule be located? Wandering Minstrel: Lest you misunderstand, I speak not of its physical location. If we wished to know that, I daresay we could have the coordinates from the Loporrits. Wandering Minstrel: Nay, my friend. What I speak of, rather, is its essence. Wandering Minstrel: According to your description, 'tis a space where emotions dictate reality. It seems to me that, in such a place, it would be nigh impossible to draw a line between what is real and what is felt. Wandering Minstrel: In nature, there is a phenomenon wherein the structure of a massive object may resemble that of something diminutive. Wandering Minstrel: Might it not be possible, then, that the structure of the sea of stars resembles that of the heart and mind─of the complex mechanisms that govern our feelings? Wandering Minstrel: On the assumption that it is so, I am led to wonder: what was the true nature of the Endsinger? Wandering Minstrel: What was it exactly that you defied at the edge of existence? Wandering Minstrel: Haha, these are just the wild ramblings of a minstrel. Pray do not lose sleep over it. Wandering Minstrel: Still, I must say that the idea of an entity that hoards despair has quite roused my imagination. For instance... Wandering Minstrel: Had the Endsinger succeeded in gathering but a few more stars' worth of despair─nay, perhaps even that of a few more souls─might the outcome have been different? Wandering Minstrel: Yes, I believe I shall explore such an eventuality in song! Wandering Minstrel: The light of hope kindled by your comrades is brilliant. Alas, so dark is the despair you face, not even that light can pierce it... Wandering Minstrel: An inexorable verse of oblivion, performed at the farthest reaches of existence... I shall name it: the Endsinger's Aria! A new high-end duty has been added to the Raid Finder.
Wandering Minstrel: Greetings, my friend. If you have a tale to share, this minstrel is all ears! Wandering Minstrel: Good gods, a battle in the void! You've certainly wasted no time seeking out newfound adventure... By all means, regale me with the thrilling details! Wandering Minstrel: A world without death, where the strong devour the weak... And a woman touched by Darkness, who possesses the power to seal voidsent... Fascinating stuff indeed. Wandering Minstrel: But this archfiend Barbariccia, as cruel as she is ravishing... Though she is fearsome enough by your account, I cannot help but wonder: what if she had devoured more of the great wyrm's aether? How terribly bright might her soul have shone then? Wandering Minstrel: ...Yes, they come to me, the beginnings of a new verse. Pray listen, if you will. Wandering Minstrel: In armor black, from shadowed lair,♪ The knight, with steely voice, declared.♪ A dragon's freedom he did steal,♪ Vict'ry in his crusade to seal.♪ Wandering Minstrel: Wind made flesh, the archfiend fair,♪ Her pride, her long and lustrous hair.♪ On dragon soul she feasted well,♪ A tempest freed to toll the knell.♪ Wandering Minstrel: Fighting to devour. Devouring to fight. Should the day come when this wheel is broken, would a voidsent greet her end with a wail of anguish? Or would she heave a sigh of relief? Wandering Minstrel: Whichever it may be, 'tis ironic to think that a soul who had sought freedom, and for so long, should end up being imprisoned in cold crystal. Wandering Minstrel: Thus I would sing of that final battle. For in that lightless world, 'tis in such a moment, I believe, that their lives shine the brightest. A new high-end duty has been added to the Raid Finder.
Wandering Minstrel: Greetings, my friend. If you have a tale to share, this minstrel is all ears! Wandering Minstrel: ...Nothing for now? Not to put undue pressure upon you, but the folk here are quite taken by the songs inspired by your tales. They await the next with bated breath, and I hope to be able to deliver ere long─with inspiration from your good self.