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To the Far Side

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To the Far Side

Quest giver
Harlolth
Location
Amh Araeng (X:11.5, Y:16.7)
Quest line
Amh Araeng Sidequests
Level
70
Required items
1 File:Item.png  Item
1 File:Item.png  Item
Experience
Experience 54,000-57,240
Gil
Gil 905
Previous quest
Main Scenario Quest On Track
Patch
5.0
Links
EDB GT TC

Harlolth is faced with a problem he cannot solve alone.

— In-game description

Steps

  • Give the payment for farside sprouts to the desert apothecary.
  • Speak with the cactus trader.
  • Speak with the desert apothecary.
  • Deliver the farside sprouts to Harlolth.

Journal

  • Harlolth is faced with a problem he cannot solve alone.

Dialogue

Accepting the Quest

Harlolth: I'm awfully worried about my grandfather. All of those years of working in the mines have finally caught up with him, and he can hardly breathe now. It must be the dust and the stagnant air down there.
Harlolth: The only thing that can help him is farside sprouts, but the cacti they come from are extremely rare and few people know how to prepare them for eating. I can't leave him alone in his condition, so I was wondering─would you be able to go and get some for him?
Harlolth: An apothecary sells the stuff and can normally be found east of Nuvy's Leavings. Here, this should cover the cost. Thank you, you're a saint for doing this.
(Optional)
Harlolth: It's not far as the crow flies, but it's a dangerous journey on foot, so be careful.

Giving the payment for farside sprouts the desert apothecary

Desert Apothecary: Always a pleasure to meet a new customer. What can I do for you?
<Hand Over Payment for Farside Sprouts>
Desert Apothecary: Oh, really? You're quite the connoisseur. One who is clearly hungry for my sprouts.
Desert Apothecary: Unfortunately, I've none left. I sold all of my stock to someone from Eulmore. For a rather tidy sum, I might add.
Desert Apothecary: If you're as desperate as you look, perhaps you could go straight to the source. A Mord harvests the cacti over by the lift station. If you get her to bring some to me, I'll make you a batch.

Optional

Desert Apothecary: There's another type of cactus that looks exactly the same and only the Mord can tell which is which. It's their sense of smell, see?
Harlolth: He's run out, you say? Hmm... There must be another way to get hold of some.

Speaking with the cactus trader

Cactus Trader: You need the sprouts now!?
Cactus Trader: Lucky for you, I have picked some fresh, juicy cacti! They should have quite a kick!
Cactus Trader: And since you seem to be in a hurry, I'll deliver what I have to the apothecary right away!

Speaking with the desert apothecary

Desert Apothecary: Thanks to your help in expediting the shipment, I've already finished preparing the first batch.
Desert Apothecary: As a sign of my appreciation, I've included a bit extra. Sweet dreams, friend.
(Optional)
Desert Apothecary: Sorry mate, no refunds.

Delivering the farside sprouts to Harlolth

Harlolth: So, how did it go?
<Hand Over Farlolth Sprouts>
Harlolth: Yes, this should do the trick. But it's a lot more than I paid for. How did you end up with so much?
Harlolth: You did all this for my grandfather? That was very kind of you.
< What will you say? > 
< I hope this makes him feel better. >	
< Are you sure this is for medicinal purposes? >
< I hope this makes him feel better. >
Harlolth: Yes, it should. For a while, at least.
< Are you sure this is for medicinal purposes? >
Harlolth: I see what you're getting at. All right, I'll come clean. It's not medicine. Some say it causes hallucinations and a few people use it for relaxation. In my grandfather's case, it gives him a brief respite from the pain that wracks his body.
Harlolth: I'm afraid he hasn't got much time left, but this at least eases his suffering. 
(Both)
Harlolth: He'll be able to sleep well tonight, I'm sure. You've done him a good turn.
(Optional)
Harlolth: My grandfather earned a reputation as one of the best miners in Twine. Unfortunately, he found it harder and harder to continue as the years went by, until he could barely even lift his pickaxe.