Word about Komra
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Word about Komra
- Quest giver
- Gossipy Dwarf
- Location
- Kholusia (X:12.9, Y:8.7)
- Quest line
YoRHa: Dark Apocalypse Quests- Level
- 70
- Required quest
Meet the Tholls- Required items
- 1
Automaton Core
1
Mining Lantern - Experience
330,000- Gil
1,279- Next quest
A Scandal in Komra- Patch
- 5.0
- Links
- EDB GT TC
“A new rumor has the dwarves of Komra in a right tizzy.
— In-game description
Rewards
- Choose one of the following options:
Steps
- Speak with the Dig Site Watch.
- Speak with the Dig Site Chief.
- Speak with Anogg.
- Search for the automaton core.
- Deliver the automaton core to Anogg.
- Search for the mining lantern.
- Deliver the mining lantern to the Dig Site Chief.
- Speak with the Gossipy Dwarf.
Journal
- A new rumor has the dwarves of Komra in a right tizzy.
Dialogue
Accepting the Quest
Gossipy Dwarf: You heard the latest rumor out of Komra? The strangest find in recent memory, though actual details as to what said find actually is have yet to emerge. Gossipy Dwarf: If you do happen to come into any juicy tidbits, I'd be keen to hear 'em. The suspense is killing me here...
Optional
Gossipy Dwarf: Remember: I'm the one what put you on the scent! So if you learn any exciting secrets, you'd best share them with me! 'Tis only fair!
Dig Site Chief: No time for you, friend. We've our hands full with this latest find of ours...
Speaking with the dig site watch
Dig Site Watch: I can neither confirm nor deny the existence of a new discovery of untold value that only a select few are allowed to see for themselves. Dig Site Watch: That said...there may come a time when I find myself utterly fascinated by that pile of rocks over there and would be completely oblivious to anyone attempting to sneak past... Dig Site Watch: ... Dig Site Watch: ...You're a [woman/man] of the world, ain't you? Don't make me say it plain. Dig Site Watch: Wicked white! How bloody stupid are you!? Dig Site Watch: >> You─the imbecile─give me─the guard─ten thousand gil. Then you─the imbecile─get to walk past me─the guard─and see the amazing find. Got it? <<
< Bribe the guard? > < Yes > < No >
< No > Dig Site Watch: Then you do not get to pass. You go away! Good day, [miss/sir]!
< Yes > Dig Site Watch: Heh heh, about time you started playing by the rules...
(Both) Dig Site Chief: >> Lali-what in the blazing hells do you think you're doing man-ho!? Is that any way for a guard to behave? Is it!? <<
Dig Site Watch: >> N-N-No sir, Chief! Sir! <<
Dig Site Chief: No rations for you tonight!
Dig Site Watch: Chief, no! Mercy! Meeeeeercy! Dig Site Watch: It's...<sniffle>...it's not fair, I tell you... A dwarf toils day in and day out for a pittance, only to try and make a little something extra on the side, and what does it get him... <sob> Dig Site Watch: Right, well, anyway─bugger off. None may pass without the Chief's permission, which I know you haven't got.
(Optional) Dig Site Watch: Oh look, it's the sinner who cost me my dinner. Go hassle the chief if you want to go in, 'cause I sure as hells ain't letting you pass.
Speaking with the dig site chief
Dig Site Chief: Wait, wait, don't tell me. I assume you came all this way to put in for the position? Sorry, but it's already been filled.
< What will you say? > < Came all this way for the what-now? > < You know what they say about assumptions... >
(Both) Dig Site Chief: Eh? Don't go playing silly buggers with me. The queer ruins we found deep in a cavern through a tunnel over there! The one filled with all kinds of machina? To the point we've started calling it a bloody machina graveyard? Dig Site Chief: Yes, well, we were looking to hire on another guard, but the position's since been filled by that fellow what tried to swindle you a moment ago. Dig Site Chief: So you're out of luck, I'm afraid. But chin up, [lass/lad]. Your time'll come round again soon enough. Dig Site Chief: Since you're here and still unemployed, mind delivering a message for me? It's for two younglings in Komra, Anogg and Konogg─sister and brother, twins. Fond of wearing white and black. Twin thing, I suppose. Dig Site Chief: The message is as follows: “Lali-bleeding-ho! This is no place for children to be messing about! Stay far, far, far away, or else!” Got it?
Optional
Dig Site Watch: If I told you several times before you're not getting in, what makes you think I've since changed my mind? I mean, think about it...
Dig Site Chief: Anogg and Konogg, wearing white and black. You'll know 'em when you see 'em. And don't forget the lali-bleeding-ho!
Konogg: Can't you see we're in the middle of a very important conversation?
Speaking with Anogg (Cutscene)
Anogg: Hm? You got business with us? Anogg: ...The chief put you up to this? And you agreed? Haven't you got anything better to do with your time?
Konogg: Wait...those garments...that quiet confidence...those powerful neck muscles sculpted by a lifetime of nodding... Konogg: (This is that sinner everyone's been talking about, Sister! [She/He]'s the guileless fool we've been waiting for! The perfect patsy!)
Anogg: (Good thinking, Brother. Let's get right to it, then!) Anogg: Ah... Ahem! You wouldn't happen to be that kindly stranger everyone likes and adores? You are, aren't you!? Perhaps you would be willing to do us a teensy little favor? Of course you would! Anogg: My brother and I are conducting some highly secret research at the moment, but we've hit a dead end. To continue, we need to get our hands on an automaton core...
< What will you say? > < ...So I'm to be your patsy? > < Good luck with that. >
(Both) Anogg: Oh, don't be silly! Everyone knows you're the soul of generosity! A sinner who cannot help but render aid to [her/his] fellow sinner in their hour of need! Not for fame or fortune or any other reward, but simply for the joy of it! Am I wrong?
< What will you say? > < ...This is another one of those moments where it really doesn't matter what I have to say, isn't it? > < Oh, sod this. >
< ...This is another one of those moments where it really doesn't matter what I have to say, isn't it? > Anogg: Now you're on the trolley.
< Oh, sod this. > Anogg: How rude!
Konogg: So rude!
Anogg: But despite your vehement refusal, deep down we both know you cannot help but aid us in our endeavor. 'Tis your nature. We will pretend that you agreed without a fuss and that will be the end of it.
(Both) Konogg: The core we require is being stored with other sundry materials on the cliffs above us. Once you have it, bring it to my sister.
Optional
Anogg: As soon as you have that automaton core, bring it to me straightaway.
Konogg: Don't dally, sinner! We need that core for our research!
Dig Site Chief: You gave 'em the ol' lali-bleeding-ho, did you? Hope they took it to heart.
Delivering the automaton core to Anogg
Anogg: Ahh, there's the sinner now!
Konogg: And is that the core I spy in [her/his] hot little hands?
<Hand Over Automaton Core>
Anogg: Heh heh heh, brilliant! All we've got to do is sell this for a small fortune, and then we'll be one step closer to seeing our plans for world domination to fruition...
Konogg: (Oi, Anogg! Lali-nay on the domination-ho!)
Anogg: (Oh, right! That was a close one, Brother!)
Konogg: Now then, for our next request...
Dig Site Chief: >> Lali-what in the hells are you two up to-ho!? If you're even thinking of taking advantage of this good sinner, I'll tan both your hides and toss you from the top of White Oil Falls! Now get you gone! <<
Anogg and Konogg: >> Sir, yes, sir! <<
Dig Site Chief: Sorry about that. They don't know any better, on account of them being all on their own. No parents. Dig Site Chief: They've lost more than most, you could say. More than anyone ever should. Dig Site Chief: Anyway, I've been meaning to ask. Everyone says you're the soul of generosity─a sinner who cannot help but render aid to [her/his] fellow sinner in their hour of need. Not for fame or fortune or any other reward, but simply for the joy of it. Am I wrong?
< What will you say? > < ... > < I'd swear you just repeated nearly word for word what those two...never mind. >
(Both) Dig Site Chief: We're short a lantern at the dig site. Should be another in the cave just outside of the village. Mind going and fetching it for me? 'Course you don't. Dig Site Chief: Once you've got it, bring it to me back at the dig. Oh, and don't worry─I'll see you compensated for the trouble.
Optional
Dig Site Chief: Got that lantern for me? No? It should be in the cave just outside of town.
Dig Site Watch: ...What in the hells are you two on about?
Anogg: What does it matter to you if we go through? It's not like it's your find! You have nothing to lose!
Konogg: You really must let us through. It's a matter of the utmost importance!
Delivering the mining lantern to the dig site chief
Dig Site Chief: There you are. I presume that lantern you're holding's for yours truly? <Hand Over Mining Lantern> Dig Site Chief: Much obliged. Here─a little something for your trouble. Dig Site Chief: Never let it be said a dwarf of character doesn't pay his debts. Anyway, if we've nothing else to discuss...
Anogg: Just let us pass already!
Konogg: We want to see the ruins! Please please please please please!?
Dig Site Watch: No, no, no, no, no. It's dangerous and off-limits and even if I were the sort of man who could be bribed─which I'm not─I'd be shocked if you two had anything valuable enough for me to risk my neck looking the other way. Dig Site Watch: Why are you and everyone else so bloody obsessed with trying to get a look at the cavern filled with mysterious machina anyway? It's just a bloody scrap heap, isn't it?
Anogg: No no─it's so much more! Based on our research, we have reason to believe that those ruins contain─
Konogg: (Hush, Sister! How many times must you nearly give the game away!? It's supposed to be our secret!)
Anogg: (Oh, yes, right. Right. It's just so hard sometimes to contain my enthusiasm...)
Konogg: Nothing. These ruins contain nothing of value whatsoever. We shall leave you to your affairs, honorable guard sir, and bid thee farewell.
Dig Site Chief: Honestly, I'm beginning to hope that there really is nothing of value in there, for all the trouble it's causing. But as I was about to say─if we've got nothing else to discuss, then you'd best be on your way. It's dangerous to wander about an active dig, and I don't want anyone getting hurt.
Optional
Dig Site Chief: Folks ought to keep busy, that's my motto. Idle hands are the fae's playthings.
Dig Site Watch: Wicked white, if you start pestering me like those twins to get inside... <sigh> I tell you, what's the point of being a guard if you can't profit off it? Why would anyone ever take this job?
Speaking with the gossipy dwarf
Gossipy Dwarf: Poked around Komra, did you? Learn anything about that big find? Gossipy Dwarf: A machine graveyard, eh? Interesting, interesting... This could be the beginning of a great and grand adventure. Or an utterly nonsensical one─though that does have its appeal on occasion, I'll allow.
Dig Site Chief: Folks ought to keep busy, that's my motto. Idle hands are the fae's playthings.
Dig Site Watch: Wicked white, if you start pestering me like those twins to get inside... <sigh> I tell you, what's the point of being a guard if you can't profit off it? Why would anyone ever take this job?