Naadam

Quest giver: Cirina
Location: The Azim Steppe (X:31.4, Y:11.3)
Quest line: Stormblood Main Scenario Quests
Level: 66

Experience: 106,000
Gil: 2,228
Previous quest: As the Gods Will
Next quest: Glory to the Khagan
Patch: 4.0

Main Scenario Progress: 461 / 853 (54%)

Stormblood Progress: 82 / 162 (50.6%)

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The Naadam is nigh, and Cirina would have you make your final preparations.

— In-game description

Rewards

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Unlocks

Mount Speed Increase

Walkthrough

Solo Duty Walkthrough

First phase: Advance forward on your mount until you encounter enemies, and then dismount. Dispatch the enemy that targets you and any others until Gosetsu volunteers to stay behind. Advance forward again with the rest of your allies, and repeat with Lyse staying this time. Advance forward again and defeat enemies, and finally attempt to capture the ovoo until you are stopped.

Second phase: You must defeat Magnai and any lesser soldiers that target you. At the same time, you must defend the ovoo from his tribe until he is defeated. Perform any quick attack or skill on enemies attempting to capture the ovoo and they will stop, but target you. Sadu will eventually join the fight, and you must defeat her as well while defending the ovoo against her tribe. Sadu will eventually begin casting a skill causing two Stellar Chuluu to appear. Eliminate both quickly or face a wipe.

Third phase: Focus on lowering Grynewaht's health until Sadu performs her special skill. Defend the Stellar Chuluus from the imperial forces to lessen their damage, and Sadu will end the duty.

Notes

Completion of this quest unlocks an increase to mount speed in The Azim Steppe.

Steps

Speak with the Mol warriors. 0/4
Speak with Temulun.
Speak with Cirina.
Race to the ovoo.
Claim the ovoo for the Mol.
Defeat Magnai the Older and hold back the Oronir.
Claim the ovoo for the Mol.
Defeat the imperial forces.
Defend the Stellar Chuluu.
Speak with Hien.

Journal

The ceremonial battle for rulership over the Steppe, or Naadam, will commence with the rising of the sun, when the Gharl scatter the sacred soil, giving rise to a great ovoo. All will then converge upon this light, and the tribe which claims it will carry the day. Though you and your comrades are ready, Temulun Khatun tells you that some of the Mol warriors are not. Young and inexperienced in the ways of war, they would benefit from some encouragement from a veteran such as you.

Not all were made for war, and many of the Mol would sooner lay down their arms and tend to their herds. Nevertheless, their eyes burn with renewed purpose after you walk among them dispensing words of wisdom. Temulun Khatun will surely be pleased.

On the eve of the Naadam, the great and wise leader of the Mol addresses you and your comrades one final time, reminding you of the simple truth that violence lies at the heart of every Xaela -- of every warrior of the Steppe. Delight not in such things, but do not deny them. Face yourself and your enemies without fear, and may the gods guide you to victory.

You and your comrades race across the Steppe to meet the other tribes in battle, and soon the soil of one and all is awash with Xaela blood. Yet somehow, from that crimson tempest emerges a victor. As the ovoo evaporates into motes of fading light, you stand a khagan crowned.

There is no time to celebrate the Mol's triumph in the Naadam, for Grynewaht suddenly appears at the head of an imperial squadron, and declares his intention to kill you once and for all. Yet in coming a moment too late, he faces a Steppe united. With the aid of the Oronir and the Dotharl, you slay the invaders and send Grynewaht on his way once more. But this is only the beginning of your alliance, for Hien succeeds in convincing the two tribes to travel south with him and fight for Doma's liberation.

Two battles won in a single day is reason to rejoice under any circumstances, but these carry special significance. By your deeds are Lord Hien and the Doman Liberation Front one step closer to freeing their home from the yoke of imperial oppression.

Dialogue

Quest Acceptance

Cirina: My friends. We come to the final day of the Tsagaan Sar. To the Naadam. The battle will commence with the rising of the sun. The Gharl will scatter the soil, and the Steppe will be unbound. A great ovoo will erupt from the earth and call for a new khagan. All will converge upon the light, and the warrior who claims it will win the day. Precious little time remains. Pray use it to prepare for the battle. 
Temulun: Many of the young ones have never taken part in a Naadam. They are nervous. Perhaps you might favor them with some few words? It would do much to ease their fears...

Speak with the Mol warriors. 0/4

Bujeg: At the behest of the khatun you speak with us, yes? You are kind to do so, and I am grateful. Do not underestimate the power of words. A warrior conquers one with his hands, but a thousand with his head. Even you cannot fight forever.

Cotan: When we were young, my friends and I could scarcely wait to challenge Bardam's Mettle. We longed to become warriors...The day came and went, but we rarely fought men. Mostly beasts. And now we must stand against the Oronir and the Dotharl. You have seen them - taken the measure of them. Do you believe we can win? 
What will you say? You can and will. Have faith! / It will not be easy... -> You can and will. Have faith!
Cotan: Yes...yes! 'Twas the gods' will that we fight. Surely it is their will that we win! Of course!

Dilligent Mol Warrior: How strange this feeling...The thrill before battle...A battle in which I may die.
What will you say? People die all the time. Many of them in their sleep. / We will fight, we will win, and we will return to Mol Iloh together.-> We will fight, we will win, and we will return to Mol Iloh together.
Dilligent Mol Warrior: Yes...yes of course we will! I must have faith! I must have courage. I have not always understood the motives of the gods, but I have accepted their guidance ever since I was a child. If they would have us fight, I must believe they have their reasons. So I shall fight with all my might! And if it is the gods' will, then we shall win!

Dorbei: Ah, it is you. The one who helped the children with their chores. For that I must thank you. Though mayhap I will repay the favor in battle. Yes, I too will fight in the Naadam, though you may not see me. While you and yours contest the ovoo, my comrades and I will devote our efforts to preventing other tribes from interfering. We are few, and we are weak, but we shall do what we can to aid you. Go well, traveler, and if it be the gods' will, let us speak again when the day is done.

Speak with Temulun

Temulun: Already, I sense a change in the people. Their hearts soothed, their resolve strengthened. This we owe to you. We are of the soil. The wind and the water. We are not conquerors. But we are yet the children of Nhaama - we are yet Xaela. We were made for battle - to kill and be killed. We delight not in such things, but let no man doubt that they are in our nature. Flesh, blood, bone - that which was given, we offer unto the gods as tribute. This day we embrace death. Ours and our enemies'. So too must you embrace this truth, for this is who we are. Who you are become, as warriors of the Steppe. May the gods guide you to victory. 
Cirina: All that remains is to wait for daybreak!

Speak with Cirina

Cirina: You are ready for the battle, [Forename]?

'Magnai: I see you, soil bearers...
Sadu: The soil has been scattered, and the Steppe reborn! Sanctified and unbound, she calls for a new khagan! Go forth and claim her, Dotharl, and bring death to all who bar your way! 
Cirina: It begins, Grandmother. 
Hien: I must say, it's been a while...Is everyone ready? 
Gosetsu: Hah hah hah! A samurai is always ready. You shall remember this soon enough once I have taken to the field. 
Lyse: So we take on all comers, and then it's off to Doma! I can't wait! 
Cirina: Thank you, my friends. Upon the soil of one and all shall our deeds be inscribed...

Cirina: Grant us favor, O Mother of the Dusk, and to victory guide the Mol!

Race to the ovoo

Magnai: (Smiles). You came, as I knew you would. For you too are a warrior of the Steppe. I salute you, traveler, and should be honored to face you alone...but the Dotharl thirst for blood and will suffer no duels. Bear witness, Father Azim! The soil shall drink deep of blood this day!

Claim the ovoo for the Mol

Sadu: The Steppe has spoken!? Then the khagan is...
Cirina: We have won... The Mol have won! The Dawn Throne is ours! 
Hien: We did it...And you, my friend...you...you were magnificent. Magnificent...and, uh...not a little terrifying. 
Sadu: What a strange tale this is become. To think I suffered them to live...
Magnai: On your guard, udgan. The wind warns of men in iron. 
Grynewaht: Hah-hah! I thought I'd find you here, Eorzean! Dearest of all my enemies! Today's the day I finally get to kill you! And then they'll give me a shiny medal, and my choice of posting! Bloody perfect, it is! Well, go on, then! Kill her! Kill 'em all! 
Hien: Dearest of all his enemies, eh? Congratulations. Hearken to me, honored warriors of the Steppe! Our enemies intrude upon this sacred ground. Have you yet the strength to oppose them!? 
Sadu: You forget to whom you speak, Doman. We are the undying ones. We are Dotharl. 
Magnai: If this be the will of the Mol and their khagan, so be it. The Sun shall abide by the law of the Steppe. 
What will you say? (Warriors of the Steppe - with me! / Crush the imperials! Drive them before you!) -> Warriors of the Steppe - with me!

Defeat the imperial forces

Grynewaht: Impossible! She was there for the taking! what do I have to do!? I need more men...more weapons...more power! Graaah! (Grynewaht runs away).
Lyse: As if we'd lose to the likes of him! And we're only gonna get stronger. Stronger and stronger until we're strong enough to take back everything they stole!
Hien: I have kept my promise, Cirina. They are yours to command.
Cirina: Oh! Yes, of course! Brothers and sisters of the Steppe! The Naadam is ended, and we Mol now claim the Dawn Throne. No demands shall we make of you save these: heed our comrades' words, and honor the law of the Steppe!
Hien: Before I fought for the Mol, I fought for my homeland - for Doma...
Sadu: To Doma would you have us go, to fight your war and win your freedom? Very well. The battlefield matters not, nor else the enemy. In battle do our souls burn bright. And better the Mol's law than that of the Sun. Arrogant and foolhardy were their pronouncements. Already you and yours show better sense.
Magnai: The Sun shall answer your call, Doman. Wild as the wind the udgan and her brood may be, but they will deliver you naught. We will deliver you your kingdom. (Sadu looks at Magnai and hmph's).
Cirina: Weak and few as we are, the Mol will fight for Doma too. If you will have us.
Gosetsu: Well then! I believe naught remains but to return to Doma at the head of a Xaela army, my lord! I cannot wait to see the look on Yugiri's face...
Hien: Nor I. We shall depart as soon as our forces assembled and rejoin our comrades. And then, my friends, we shall bring freedom to the people of Doma!

Speak with Hien

Hien: Your imperial friend has truly impeccable timing. had he come even a few moments earlier, he might actually have stood a chance. In any event, that is two battles won in a single day. Which, by my reckoning, gives us twice the cause to celebrate! But first, I pray you grant me a moment to express my gratitude. Thanks to you, we are one step closer to freeing my homeland from the tyranny of the Empire. I am in your debt. Of course...if all goes to plan, this is like to be but the first of many such debts. Yet I promise to endure my insolvency with a smile, out of gratitude to the kami for seeing fit to send you hither.