Sense of Urgency
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Sense of Urgency
- Quest giver
- Marielle
- Location
- The Sea of Clouds (X:15.3, Y:37.7)
- Quest line
- Heavensward Main Scenario Quests
- Level
- 50
- Experience
46,800- Gil
545- Previous quest
Meeting the Neighbors- Next quest
- Hope Springs Eternal
- Patch
- 3.0
- Links
- EDB GT
Main Scenario Progress: 248 / 960 (25.8%)
Heavensward Progress: 7 / 138 (5.1%)
“An undisciplined unit is a unit ripe for destruction, as Ser Marielle knows.
— In-game description
Rewards
- Choose one of the following options:
- 1
Mythrite Sabatons of Fending 
- 1
Mythrite Sabatons of Maiming - 1
Archaeoskin Boots of Striking - 1
Archaeoskin Boots of Scouting - 5
Allagan Silver Piece
Steps
Journal
- An undisciplined unit is a unit ripe for destruction, as Ser Marielle knows.
- The men and women of Camp Cloudtop have grown complacent, Ser Marielle says, as the camp has developed a reputation as a backwater of no significance in the war with Dravania. The knight cannot abide this state of affairs, and has asked you to stoke the fighting spirits of her sentries─/psych them up, in her own words.
- Your wild gesticulations elicit a variety of responses from the sentries, one of whom is Lord Emmanellain. Ser Marielle will doubtless find the young lord's reaction the most interesting of all.
- According to Ser Marielle, there has been a noticeable change in the sentries' behavior, which she ascribes to your efforts. But when you tell her of Lord Emmanellain's sudden desire for more demanding work, she can only chuckle nervously at the thought of what is to come.
Dialogue
Accepting the Quest
Marielle: Excepting your recent clashes with the Vanu, it cannot have escaped your notice that things here are rather peaceful─to the detriment of our garrison's discipline. Marielle: Despite being built as an observation post, we have yet to record a single intrusion by the Horde. That is why, as far as everyone is concerned, Camp Cloudtop is a backwater of no significance. Marielle: And of course, the pride of our camp, the vaunted Protector, is in a perpetual state of needing repairs, so even were the Holy See to come under Dravanian attack, we would be unable to fly to their aid. Marielle: Simply put, Master/Mistress [Surname], this is where ambition comes to die. If you haven't aspirations for advancement, you'll be right at home. Marielle: However, I would like to think that enthusiasm can be just as contagious as apathy. If you'll indulge me, I would have you seek out the sentries and stoke their fighting spirit─psych them up, you might say.
Optional Dialogue
Marielle: Try to psych them up, as you might say. That should serve to liven their spirits.
Finding sentries and /psych ing them up
House Haillenarte Knight: Mmm... Is there anything fluffier than a cloud...? /psych House Haillenarte Knight: Wh-What!? What is it!? Is it the Horde!? ...By the Fury, what ever possessed you to do that? House Haillenarte Knight: I'm awake, I'm awake, worry not. After the shock you just gave me, I doubt I'll sleep for a fortnight!
House Haillenarte Knight: You're looking rather grim. Why so serious? The Vanu are no real threat, and the Dravanians couldn't give a fig about us. /psych House Haillenarte Knight: Ye gods, where did that come from? House Haillenarte Knight: Fine, if you insist, I will make an effort to be more alert. But really, I fail to see the point! We're hundreds of malms away from the front lines─which is just the way I like it, thank you very much!
Emmanellain: <yawn> Hello there, old girl/boy. Slain any Vanu champions yet? No? Oh, well let me know when you have so I can make myself presentable for...for the...<snore> /psych Emmanellain: I-Is it an attack!? What should we do!? What should we do!? Emmanellain: ...You had me fooled there for a moment, old boy/girl! An amusing jest─albeit a tad cruel. Surely you must realize how unsuited I am to the monotony of mere sentry duty─yet still you tempt me with the promise of excitement! Emmanellain: No, this won't do. This won't do at all. Lady Laniaitte will give me a grand mission as befits my station!
Optional Dialogue
Honoroit: As you wish, my lord. Should I spy an outflyer, I will alert you immediately...
Reporting to Marielle
Marielle: Many thanks, Master/Mistress [Surname]. Already I can see a change in our sentries' behavior. Marielle: Beg your pardon... Lord Emmanellain said what? Hah, well... I have no doubt that Lady Laniaitte will do her utmost to oblige him.