The Scions of the Seventh Dawn (Quest)
The Scions of the Seventh Dawn (Quest)
— In-game description
- Optional rewards
- Speak with the Scion of the Seventh Dawn.
- Momodi reveals to you that the Scions of the Seventh Dawn is an order which seeks to combat the various problems that plague Eorzea. Its members are always looking for capable individuals to recruit to their cause, and it appears your recent exploits have drawn their attention. The Scions are headquartered in a place called the Waking Sands, situated at Vesper Bay in western Thanalan. Make your way there and present yourself to the guardsman.
- At the entrance to the Waking Sands, you find not a guardsman but a bubbly clerk named Tataru, who informs you that the Antecedent awaits within. Let Tataru know when you are ready to be shown through.
- You meet with Minfilia, the leader of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, who tells you about your power -- the Echo -- and how it is the key to solving the primal problem. At the end of a lengthy exposition, Minfilia implores you lend your strength to their cause, and in good faith entrusts you with the order's password: “wild rose.”
Scion of the Seventh Dawn: I take it you are [Forename] [Surname]. Tataru sent word that you had arrived.
Scion of the Seventh Dawn: Lady Minfilia has eagerly awaited your coming. This way, if you please.
[Voiced Cutscene START]
???: So you are the adventurer of whom I've heard so much.
Minfilia: Well met, friend. My name is Minfilia, and I lead the Scions of the Seventh Dawn.
Minfilia: I have awaited your coming.
Minfilia: Please, be at ease. You are among friends here.
You walk up to the desk. You turn your head towards Yda and Papalymo, who smile and wave at you.
Minfilia: No doubt you're ripe to burst with questions, but have patience─all will be revealed in time.
Minfilia: First, let me begin by telling you who we are and what we do.
Minfilia: We are the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, an order that transcends political boundaries. Our single objective is the preservation of the future of Eorzea.
Minfilia: Among our gravest concerns are the godlike beings known as the primals.
Minfilia: Their existence is a bane upon Eorzea─nay, the world at large, and we have striven to find a lasting solution to the threat they pose.
Minfilia: Our order is home to a number of individuals who, like you, possess a rare and special talent.
Minfilia: This talent takes various forms, but one holds particular interest for us.
Minfilia: Tell me, have you ever experienced a sudden, inexplicable loss of consciousness?
Minfilia: Have you ever had the sensation of being pulled away from reality? Felt as though you were hovering in space, a mind without a body?
Minfilia: All these things are the manifestations of your talent. Yours is the power to transcend the boundaries of the soul─a power known as the Echo.
Minfilia: The Echo allows you to pass through the walls of a man's soul, and hear the resonations of his past.
Minfilia: You will be there in his memories, and see things as he saw them. You may even interact with that which you see, though you cannot change the outcome of events.
Minfilia: For another blessing, the Echo will enable you to know a man's mind even if you cannot comprehend his words.
Minfilia: In short, the Echo is a truly extraordinary power. And this power is strong within you.
Minfilia: It is only a shame that we cannot use it whensoever we choose.
Minfilia: That's right. I too possess the Echo.
Minfilia: With that established, let us return to the subject of the primals.
Minfilia: So long as they exist, the realm cannot take so much as a single step towards true peace.
Minfilia: Measures must be taken─measures which transcend boundaries, be they of faction, race, language, or creed. And to do so, the Scions require the aid of those with our talent.
Minfilia: Make no mistake─the Echo will be instrumental in dealing with the primal threat. Without it, we cannot hope to save the realm.
Minfilia: I know not what it is you desire for yourself, nor what it was that first brought you to Eorzea.
Minfilia: But I firmly believe that the power we possess was given to us for a purpose.
Minfilia: Why else would the gods entrust man with a gift so extraordinary, if not to have him use it?
Minfilia: And so I implore you: lend us your power.
Minfilia: Naturally, your aid will not go unrewarded. We are fortunate to have a number of influential allies, and at a word from me, they will gladly afford you certain privileges that might otherwise be denied you.
Minfilia: The right to employ retainers, for example. Are you familiar with them? They are individuals who may be relied upon to manage your assets and belongings on your behalf.
Tataru enters the room and hands Minfilia a paper.
Tataru: The papers you requested, my lady.
Minfilia takes the paper and writes something down on it. She picks it up and hands it back to Tataru.
Minfilia: Thank you, Tataru.
Tataru smiles warmly at Minfilia.
Tataru: The pleasure is mine, my lady!
Tataru walks out of the room.
Minfilia: By way of a welcoming gift, I have taken the liberty of adding your name to the retainers' registry. As of now, you are entitled to employ the services of a retainer.
Minfilia: You will need to consult a retainer vocate regarding the particulars of this arrangement, but believe me when I say that retainers will prove invaluable to you in your adventuring endeavors.
Minfilia: Let this gesture serve as evidence of our commitment to do all in our power to facilitate your personal objectives.
Minfilia: In return, we ask that you aid us to the fullest extent of your talents.
Minfilia: A mutually beneficial relationship, I am sure you will agree, and one which serves the greater good besides.
Minfilia: Well, that was a veritable lecture, was it not? Forgive me, but it is important that all concerned are aware of what is expected of them. Now you know our purpose, and what we can offer you, I invite you to consider joining us. When you have come to a decision, you may tell me without fear of censure.
Minfilia: In good faith, I shall entrust you with our order's password, which our members use to reach one another when afield.
Minfilia: It is “wild rose.” Pray keep it safe.
[Voiced Cutscene END]
NPC Dialogue after the voiced cutscene
Yda: This place is called the Waking Sands, and it's our headquarters.
Yda: It used to be somewhere else, you know, but then a bunch of things happened, and we ended up here instead!
Papalymo: While there are others who possess the Echo, none are near as strong as you with the power. Hence our extremely high expectations of you!
Urianger: Seven waning moons see seven suns rise, Divine order roils, fallen corpses writhe.
Urianger: Thus the Divine Chronicles seek to warn us once more. The meaning of these words now shines clear: they evoke the dire circumstance of this imperiled age.
Urianger: The realm doth shudder and twist, and the dawn lieth cowering 'neath the stifling blanket of night. And we abide. We await the coming of the unborn era's seed─the Light which shall pierce the glowering Darkness.
Thancred: Summoning a primal is no small feat. It requires a tremendous concentration of aether, which is why the beast tribes go to such lengths to obtain crystals.
Thancred: Once they manifest in physical form, their unquenchable thirst for aether only grows stronger. They would drink the land dry with nary a thought to the consequences.
Thancred: Considering their fearsome strength, it could be well within their ability to do so. It is for this reason we must do our utmost to oppose them.
Y'shtola: Our organization, the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, was formed through the union of two separate entities. The first was comprised of Sharlayan natives such as myself, and was called the Circle of Knowing.
Y'shtola: The second, made up of individuals that share your rare gift, was known as the Path of the Twelve.
Y'shtola: The terrible events that ushered in the Seventh Umbral Era taught us that only together may we stand against the evil that seeks to consume us.
NPC Dialogue in the Waking Sands Breakroom/Storage Room
A'aba Tia: The Antecedent made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Said that if I joined, I'd get to fight against the primals and the imperials both to my heart's content.
A'aba Tia: Aye, I know I could get the same by enlistin' in one of 'em Grand Companies. But I've never been partial to salutin', if ye know what I mean.
Aulie: That receptionist is something else. Did you perchance notice how small she's written the names in her roll? I couldn't make out a single one, no matter how hard I tried!
Aulie: ...Sorry, just trying to make idle conversation. This whole affair has me all worked up. I thought for sure that it was some sort of scam─that they were rounding up hapless adventurers for some nefarious ends.
Aulie: But now that I've seen the facilities for myself, I must confess it looks legitimate...
Arenvald: I had a dream unlike any other. I was myself, but then I became something...more. When I spoke of it to others, they directed me here. Did you have one too?
Sub-Dialogue in the Waking Sands
X: 5.9, Y: 6.1
A dark-skinned Hyuran man standing with hands on hips, looking around, wearing a blue sword and a blue rimmed shield: You need not fear. This location is secure.