On Low Tide
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On Low Tide
- Quest giver
- Thancred
- Location
- Thavnair (X:25.2, Y:33.2)
- Quest line
Endwalker Main Scenario Quests- Level
- 80
- Experience
448,800- Gil
775- Previous quest
For Thavnair Bound- Next quest
- A Fisherman's Friend
- Patch
- 6.0
- Links
- EDB GT TC
Main Scenario Progress: 702 / 978 (71.8%)
Endwalker Progress: 4 / 155 (2.6%)
“His stomach behaving once more, Thancred is ready to get to work.
— In-game description
Rewards
Walkthrough
Crate of Fruit (X:25.5 Y:35.7), Qefiraz an NPC (X:25.2 Y:35.5), Pier (X:25.4 Y:36.8), Djinaleel an NPC (X:25.8 Y:36.6)
Steps
Journal
- His stomach behaving once more, Thancred is ready to get to work.
Dialogue
Optional dialogue
Urianger: Be thou assured that I am quite recovered. Lassi is truly a boon for unruly stomachs.
Estinien: Is it truly so amusing to see my hair bound? 'Tis how I used to wear it. A functional fashion. Estinien: Perhaps you were confused by how you found me following Nidhogg's demise. It had fallen loose after the chirurgeons removed me from my armor and put me to bed. I simply decided to leave it that way for a time, seeing as I would not don the Azure Dragoon's helm again.
Accepting the Quest
Thancred: Right, let us split up and make inquiries in town. [Fprename], the pier is yours. Thancred: Once we have learned what we can, we regroup by the aetheryte...off-putting though the mere sight of it may be.
Gather information in Yedlihmad.
1. Crate of Fruit The crate is laden with fruits, but they are on the verge of spoiling, as if they have been left too long. 2. Pier Gazing out from the pier, you spy boats moored off nearby isles, with the silhouettes of larger seafaring vessels farther away. Compared to other ports you have visited in the past, there appears to be very little activity. 3. Speak with Djinaleel Djinaleel: What am I doing? Oh, recording my sales. Still do it daily out of habit, though I don't know why I bother. Hardly sell anything these days. Djinaleel: Business has never been this terrible...but I suppose things could be even worse. I could have a consortium to keep afloat, like Khalzahl. Djinaleel: I don't envy his position. Better to be alone with my little operation, I've come to realize. Djinaleel: You're a traveler, by the looks of you? If you have a moment, perhaps you could pay Khalzahl a visit. He'd be glad for tidings from abroad. Djinaleel: Like as not, you'll find him at the Saltwind's Sails, the harbor guild building across the water from here. (Optional) Djinaleel: If times are tough for me, they must be a thousand times worse for Khalzahl. I can't help but worry for him. 4. Speak with Qefiraz Qefiraz: Well now, if it isn't a traveler... You're a rare sight in these unsettled times. Qefiraz: People have been giving us a wide berth since that accursed tower suddenly appeared on Narunnair. Qefiraz: If it just stood there and loomed ominously, perhaps things would be fine after a fashion, but no ─ it had to spawn fell fiends as well. Qefiraz: We still have our lives thanks to the Radiant Host, but business is as good as dead. What'll become of us, only the gods know... (Optional) Qefiraz: It's a shame not everyone's as brave as you. Or foolish.
Speak with Khalzahl.
(Optional) Guild Staff: And what do you expect me to do?
Khalzahl: The Dalmascans aren't coming!? But we already have everything they ordered! What are we supposed to do with it? Guild Staff: I don't know, but yelling at me isn't going to help. All I know is that their plans have changed, and that's that. Guild Staff: Look, you must have known this might happen. The Empire is at war with itself, and the provinces are in chaos. Guild Staff: And then there's the tower sitting on our doorstep spitting out monstrosities. Guild Staff: The city has its defenses, but we've been afforded no protection out here. We can't blame foreigners for not wanting to take the risk. Khalzahl: Gah! But this will be an enormous loss! Khalzahl: All right, all right... Forget about the Dalmascans. Surely some ships are still coming? Khalzahl: We have fresh produce, handicrafts, medicines ─ all the perennial Hannish favorites. Khalzahl: Our consortium works closely with merchants and artisans to supply only the finest wares. Quality is guaranteed! Guild Staff: <sigh> I know all these things, Khalzahl, I do. Guild Staff: Which is why I regret to say I have nothing for you. All voyages have been canceled or indefinitely postponed. Guild Staff: And you are...? Khalzahl: Wait, you're a foreigner, are you not? A merchant!? Please tell me you're a merchant! WOL shakes their head. Khalzahl: I see... That's a shame... Khalzahl: I'm sorry, but we're discussing important matters. If you need something, please talk to one of the others. ???: Um, excuse me... Matsya: M-My name is Matsya, and I'm here to see Khalzahl... Matsya: Oh, it seems he's busy. I'll come back later, then...
Optional Dialogue
Khalzahl: If foreign vessels won't come to us, why not use our own to deliver the wares to them!?
Guild Staff: It's not so simple, Khalzahl. And besides, everyone is in the same boat. Everyone.
Speak with Mastya.
Matsya: Y-Yes? Can I help you...? Matsya: Ah, I remember seeing you back in the guild. You wanted to speak with Khalzahl, too, did you? Matsya: I'm Matsya, a fisherman of Akyaali ─ a nearby village. Matsya: I sell my catch to Khalzahl, who offers it to foreign merchants. But he hasn't bought anything for a while now. Matsya: When I heard that the consortium had been struggling, I became worried and decided to come and see him. Matsya: ...Just as soon as he's free, anyway. He's a hardworking man, and I dare not disturb him.