Sea of Sorrow
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Sea of Sorrow
- Quest giver
- The Watcher (NPC)
- Location
- Mare Lamentorum (X:13.8, Y:32.4)
- Quest line
Endwalker Main Scenario Quests- Level
- 83
- Experience
468,600- Gil
1,448- Previous quest
A Trip to the Moon- Next quest
- The Martyr
- Patch
- 6.0
- Links
- EDB GT TC
Main Scenario Progress: 739 / 978 (75.6%)
Endwalker Progress: 41 / 155 (26.5%)
“The Watcher would have you deal with the specters haunting the moon.
— In-game description
Steps
- Speak with the faded spirit.
- Speak with the dreaming spirit.
- Speak with the forlorn spirit.
- Speak with the somber spirit.
- Approach the lustrous dog and follow its lead.
- Speak with the temperamental spirit.
- Speak with the temperamental spirit again.
- Approach the lustrous dog and follow its lead.
- Speak with the anguished spirit.
Journal
- The watcher would have you deal with the specters haunting the moon.
Dialogue
The Watcher: You must confront those lost souls, yes, but you need not expel them by might of arms... The Watcher: A feather-touch, a firm word ─ simple methods may send them away, faint echoes as they are. The Watcher: Ware the strength of sentiment that drives them, however. Emotions that do not fade even with the passage of centuries... The Watcher: And make haste. Though yet distant, unwelcome guests draw closer...
Optional dialogue
The Watcher: Of the six elemental brands, only those of levin and wind are intact. The Watcher: If the other brands are not reforged, Zodiark may yet be freed. The Watcher: Find the spirits of the sacrificed, and do what must be done...
Speak with the faded spirit.
Faded Spirit: Where...when... How long...?
Speak with the dreaming spirit.
Dreaming Spirit: Was it truly...so long ago...?
Speak with the forlorn spirit.
Forlorn Spirit: We were happy... At peace with the star. Forlorn Spirit: We nurtured it. Helped it grow. With our will, our creations...
Speak with the somber spirit. (Cutscene)
Somber Spirit: We were the star's beating heart. Its life... Somber Spirit: Every soul a drop of blood flowing through its veins... Somber Spirit: To live. To learn, to create...to make better. Somber Spirit: The star flourished...as did we. Somber Spirit: Do you remember...? As the whispers die, the final spirit fades. No shadows of times long lost remain around the Drowning Brand. An unusually lustrous dog is gazing at you with what seems to be fond anticipation. It appears to be waiting for you to follow it.
Follow the lustrous dog and try not to fall behind. The lustrous dog leads the way!
The dog silently regards the spirit that lurks near the brand.
Optional dialogue
> Interact with Lustrous Dog. Perhaps the dog will let you pet it once you have dealt with the lingering spirit.
Speak with the temperamental spirit.
Temperamental Spirit: We and the star were fulfilled... Temperamental Spirit: Wanted for naught, mourned for naught... Temperamental Spirit: So why... Why did it have to end!?
The spirit's resentment takes form and lashes out!
Speak with the temperamental spirit. (Cutscene)
Temperamental Spirit: The Final Days taught us to fear a death forced upon us. Temperamental Spirit: The injustice of duties and dreams left unfulfilled. The grief of unexpected partings... Temperamental Spirit: Swift as darkness, cold as ash. Temperamental Spirit: Such tragedy, yet no catharsis! Such truth, yet no consolation... As the whispers die, the spirit fades. All is silent and still around the Numbing Brand.
Approach the lustrous dog and follow its lead.
The lustrous dog is once again staring at you expectantly, and who are you to deny it? Follow and try not to fall behind. The dog silently regards the shadow that lurks near the brand.
Optional dialogue
> Interact with the Lustrous Dog. The dog continues to focus on the shadow, as if to say, “Stop petting me and get on with it, please.”
Speak with the anguished spirit. (Cutscene)
Anguished Spirit: Our perfection came crumbling down. Such overwhelming despair. In that moment, we knew. The end was nigh. Anguished Spirit: The faintest glimmer of hope remained. We gave our lives that others may live. We gave ourselves...to Zodiark. Entreating Spirit: Zodiark...our lord and savior. Supplicating Spirit: To forge our world anew... Lamenting Spirit: To live and love again... Dutiful Spirit: Become one with the star... Anguished Spirit: Fill earth and heaven with life. Birth paradise where fear is distant memory. ???: Pardon me, but would you be so kind as to step aside? Familiar Spirit: Ah. That unmistakable color. The soul of Azem. Familiar Spirit: But not the friend I knew, I think. Nevertheless, you are you. Familiar Spirit: Hmm... So, Emet-Selch meant for you to have it. Familiar Spirit: You seem surprised. Why might that be? What will you say? > We meet again, Hythlodaeus. > You're the receptionist at the Bureau of the Secretariat, correct? Hythlodaeus: Again? I do not believe I have yet had the pleasure. Hythlodaeus: Emet-Selch created a shade in my likeness? And not only me, but all of Amaurot? Hythlodaeus: Heh heh... How very like him... Heh heh heh... Hythlodaeus: A slave to sentiment, even after an eternity. Hythlodaeus: As you may have guessed, I am different from the shade you met before. No mere approximation, but the original. Hythlodaeus: A soul sacrificed to Zodiark. Hythlodaeus: We remember in vivid detail the events leading to our purgatory. Hythlodaeus: The plans and plots for our resurrection. Hydaelyn's intervention, and Zodiark's ─ and the star's ─ final fate. Hythlodaeus: And then we drifted in a waking dream, our minds steeped in fog...until you came. Hythlodaeus: I know not what you and your friends intend for Zodiark or the future of the star. Nevertheless... Hythlodaeus: In you I place my trust and faith. In you I choose to believe, as Emet-Selch did. Hythlodaeus: Believe in yourself, and all will be well. Hythlodaeus: Hmm, more new arrivals. Though... Ah. Fandaniel. That color I know. Hythlodaeus: And another I do not. An unfamiliar but fearsome being... Hythlodaeus: I have kept you from your duty. By way of apology, I will ensure that the shades hinder you no more. Hythlodaeus: Protect the final brand. Hythlodaeus: Fare you well, my new old friend.