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40TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_SEQ_00Danyell of the Silver Bazaar requires some very specific materials to fix his father's broken compass.
51TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_SEQ_01Danyell believes that his fisherman father has been stuck on land of late because his compass is broken. Venture outside the Silver Bazaar and see if you can find three chunks of magnetite to fix the broken instrument.
62TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_SEQ_02You have collected three chunks of magnetite. Deliver them to Galfridus at the Silver Bazaar.
73TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_SEQ_03The magnetite you supplied can be used to mend the damaged compass. Tragically, however, there does not seem to be much use for it once repaired.
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2824TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_TODO_00Find chunks of magnetite.
2925TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_TODO_01Deliver the magnetite to Galfridus at the Silver Bazaar.
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5248TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_DANYELL_001Please, you must help me. It's my father!
5349TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_DANYELL_002Well, he isn't dying or anything... He's a fisherman by trade, you see, but he broke his only compass. He hasn't been able to put out to sea in weeks.
5450TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_DANYELL_003The compass is very special. It was crafted by the goldsmiths of Eshtaime's Lapidaries. Repairing it will require many chunks of magnetite.
5551TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_DANYELL_004Such stones can be found near the lighthouse, but the search is not without its dangers. The area is rife with earth sprites drawn to the magnetism. I'm a lowly fisherman's son. I have no arm for fighting, nor the stomach.
5652TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_DANYELL_005Three chunks of magnetite would serve to mend the compass. Once you find them, please take them to my father, Galfridus. No doubt he'll be dawdling about the Bazaar, as always.
5753TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_GALFRIDUS_001Don't waste yer time, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>mate</If>. Bloody compass done broke on me. Aye, I'll not be fishin' this day, nor the next, more than like.
5854TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_GALFRIDUS_002Magnetite? Danyell asked that of ye, did he? So, Dad's to fix up the ol' compass an' put back out to sea, is he? Catch a nice haul of fat fish, hm?
5955TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_GALFRIDUS_003I've a vessel what's barely seaworthy, an' scarce big enough for me alone. I've no crew, no hands to help with the haul. All bloody day at sea bustin' me arse gets me a few gil at best.
6056TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_GALFRIDUS_004Gods, days ain't what they were. Time was ye could scarce count the ships what used to make berth here. There weren't no empty coinpurse or stomach in all the Bazaar.
6157TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_GALFRIDUS_005Small ships ain't got no place at sea no more. E'erywhere I go, I'm in the shadow or wake of some monstrous trawler or seiner. The old ways're done. We li'l fishermen done lost our way.
6258TEXT_SUBWIL036_00228_GALFRIDUS_006I ain't no fisherman no more, nor much of a father, I s'pose. Just a broken man with a broken compass an' broken dreams.
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