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40TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_SEQ_00Lydirceil is on the hunt for a missing weaponsmith.
51TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_SEQ_01You encounter Lydirceil by the isle's fledgling smithy, bemoaning the disorderly conduct of the master artisan hired for the expedition. After spending much of the journey to the Occult Crescent languishing in the ship's hold and making a sizable dent in the crew's liquid provisions, it would appear the weaponsmith has attempted to flee. Lydirceil bids you seek out the man in question─Gerolt─and implore him to return.
62TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_SEQ_02Gerolt turns out to be in the midst of a fruitless quest for rum among a pile of supply crates. According to the weaponsmith, he was not made aware of the expedition's destination until the ship had already left High Tide Harbor─perhaps explaining the erratic behavior Lydirceil recounted. Realizing that fulfilling his contractual duties will be the fastest way off the isle, Gerolt makes his way back to smithy, ready─though hardly raring─to work. No doubt Lydirceil will wish to thank you for locating the wayward weaponsmith.
73TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_SEQ_03With Gerolt returned, Lydirceil is eager to see him earn his keep. The weaponsmith, however, considers all but the most challenging commissions beneath him, and outlines his plans for a brand-new weapon enhancement technique. Lydirceil acknowledges the folly of having a realm-renowned craftsman perform the everyday drudgery of running a smithy, and begrudgingly assents. According to Gerolt, your weapon can be raised to hitherto unimaginable heights of power through the use of crystalline objects known as demiatma. ※Three pieces of six unique varieties are required, and these can be obtained from FATEs and critical encounters on the Occult Crescent's south horn, or from FATEs in the following regions: Urqopacha, Kozama'uka, Yak T'el, Shaaloani, Heritage Found, or Living Memory.
84TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_SEQ_04You deliver the requisite six varieties of demiatma to the weaponsmith, who seems eager to begin─not least because renewed access to the expedition's rum supply is contingent on his progress. Taking the crystals, he vows to imbue his tools in preparation for the enhancement process.
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2824TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_TODO_00Search for Gerolt.
2925TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_TODO_01Speak with Lydirceil.
3026TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_TODO_02Deliver the requisite demiatma to Gerolt.
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5248TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_001That rum-addled reprobate... Wouldn't be surprised if we found 'im floatin' in the sea.
5349TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_002Oh, 'ave need of the smithy, do ye? I'm afraid we ain't up an runnin' yet.
5450TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_003Truth be told, the weaponsmith we 'ired bolted before we could finish settin' up shop.
5551TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_004A master of 'is craft, by all accounts, but 'e's been nothin' but trouble since 'e set foot on the ship. Kept tryin' to escape, so we threw 'im in the 'old.
5652TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_005Our woes didn't end there, though... 'E drank most of the booze we'd brought along for the expedition. I tell you, the bugger was 'alf pickled by the time we 'auled 'im out. Anyroad, the bastard's now gone an' disappeared!
5753TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_Q1_000_000What will you say?
5854TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_A1_000_001Why hire a man of his character in the first place?
5955TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_A1_000_003This fellow you speak of sounds vaguely familiar...
6056TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_A1_000_002Sounds like you kidnapped an upstanding artisan and held him prisoner...
6157TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_007Needless to say, there aren't many artisans willin' to sail for Shades' Triangle... While we were scratchin' around tryin' to find someone, a certain enterprisin' woman put us in touch.
6258TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_008They say there ain't a finer weaponsmith alive today, but 'e drinks like a sailor on shore leave, an' is up to 'is neck in debt. 'E signed up for the expedition to settle 'is dues.
6359TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_100_008Eh? Either yer already acquainted with the scoundrel, or Eorzea's 'ome to more cantankerous weaponsmiths than I'd thought...
6460TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_200_008Needless to say, there aren't many folk willin' to sail for Shades' Triangle... While we were scratchin' around tryin' to find someone, a certain enterprisin' woman put us in touch.
6561TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_009We're explorers, not bleedin' pirates. 'E signed a contract, fair an' square.
6662TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_010That said, 'e won't see a piddlin' gil o' compensation. It's all goin' straight to the consortium that introduced us. I suppose I can't blame 'im for gettin' cold feet.
6763TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_011Anyroad, 'e can't 'ave gotten far. It's not like there's any way off this rock...
6864TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_012If 'e's 'alf as good as they say, I reckon 'e'll be a boon for yer adventurin'. Keep yer eyes peeled─if ye run into a shirtless, rum-soaked good-for-nothin' by the name o' Gerolt, tell 'im to come see me.
6965TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_015If the rumors are true, this Gerolt feller's a damn fine weaponsmith. Send 'im my way if ye find 'im!
7066TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_100Not a drop o' rum to be had in this bloody ghost town...
7167TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_100_100There was no mention o' Shades' Triangle when I signed the godsdamned contract... Talk about false bloody pretenses. More fool me for trustin' that wily harridan, eh?
7268TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_101Hm? Who the hells are─
7369TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_102Oh, bugger me... Can't I do one bleedin' job without you showin' yer ugly mug?
7470TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_103That said, there's never a dull moment when us two team up...
7571TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_100_103How about we finish the job sharpish and get off this desolate rock, eh?
7672TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_104Ye don't look like the rest of those salt-brined sea rats. Must have quite the taste for adventure though, comin' to this far-flung hovel.
7773TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_105Handsome pay for easy work─that was all I needed to hear. It was only <Emphasis>after</Emphasis> we set sail that the bastards mentioned we were headin' for Shades' Triangle... False pretenses, I say! False pretenses!
7874TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_106Anyhow, I'm guessin' that wheedlin' foreman sent you after me, right? If it means passage off this miserable rock, I'll do the bloody job.
7975TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_110This place is pretty spacious, as far as ghost towns go. By the time I'd finished wanderin' about, the rum'd worn off...
8076TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_200Ye must've 'ad an 'ard time coaxin' 'im back. 'Pologies for all the trouble.
8177TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_201Right. With the smithy up an' runnin', it's 'igh time ye started earnin' yer keep.
8278TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_202Listen here! D'ye really think I'm goin' to sully me hammer an' tongs knockin' out work any village smith with half a brain could handle?
8379TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_203No. Nothin' less than nigh-impossible feats o' genius stoke me fire these days!
8480TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_204Says the impudent sot who drank the 'old dry, rackin' up more debt in the process! Yer 'ardly in a position to dictate terms.
8581TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_205Though it <Emphasis>does</Emphasis> seem daft to fork over eye-waterin' sums to 'ire Eorzea's finest weaponsmith, only to 'ave 'im forgin' plain ol' swords an' shields.
8682TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_206Any ideas, adventurer?
8783TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_Q2_000_000What will you say?
8884TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_A2_000_001It's not quite my field of expertise...
8985TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_A2_000_002I'm sure Eorzea's finest weaponsmith has his own ideas.
9086TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_208Lucky for you, feats o' nigh-impossible genius are me bread an' butter. I'll devise a new means o' refinin' weapons an' armor!
9187TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_209He does, as a matter of fact... Devisin' a new means o' refinin' weapons an' armor!
9288TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_210I couldn't help notice all the aether permeatin' the place. Reckon I'll tap into that somehow.
9389TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_211'Course, I'll need raw materials... Some magic-warped ore from the isle should do just the trick.
9490TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_212If it's ores yer after, our surveyors'll soon be conductin' a preliminary excavation. Is that all you need to start?
9591TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_100_212Hardly... If that were the case, any ol' fool could do the job.
9692TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_213Magical properties can be fleetin' an' elusive. Without a means to properly harness the aether, there's every chance the ore'd degrade in the process.
9793TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_100_213So ye'll require somethin' else besides raw materials... Any inklin' as to what that might be?
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10096TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_216Sometimes a foul beastie in the throes o' death'll leave behind a crystallized chunk o' their life essence.
10197TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_100_216I've used the stuff in the past, an' while it ain't exactly common, I'd wager ye'll find it on this bastard rock.
10298TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_217Not that it's unique to the island, mind. I'm sure ye'll find it elsewhere too.
10399TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_100_217Does this mysterious crystal 'ave a name?
104100TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_200_217Indeed it does... Demiatma!
105101TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_218Thanks for providin' the spark our weaponsmith needed. Looks like 'e's committed to fulfillin' 'is contractual duties, at the very least.
106102TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_219Say, 'ow'd you feel about 'andlin' the fiend-fellin' part o' the gambit?
107103TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_220While yer out acquirin' demiatma, I'll see 'ow amenable Gerolt is to 'elpin' around the smithy. I reckon that's a reasonable division o' labor.
108104TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_SYSTEM_000_221Demiatma can be obtained from FATEs and critical encounters on the Occult Crescent's south horn.
109105TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_SYSTEM_100_221It can also be obtained from FATEs in other regions.
110106TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_SYSTEM_000_222These regions are Urqopacha, Kozama'uka, Yak T'el, Shaaloani, Heritage Found, and Living Memory.
111107TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_LYDIRCEIL_000_225We best strike while the iron's 'ot, if ye'll forgive the pun. The sooner we get 'old o' the demiatma, the sooner Gerolt can get to work.
112108TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_300I'll channel the isle's aether into a smithin' process the likes o' which the realm has never seen! To do that, I reckon I'll need at least six kinds of demiatma─three of each to be sure me work is foolproof.
113109TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_301Progress as last! These bilge rats are withholdin' the rum until I finish me work... I've been itchin' to start.
114110TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_100_301Ye did well, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>lad</If>. These are potent samples indeed.
115111TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_200_301Time to start imbuin' me tools!
116112TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_300_301MUAHAHAHA!
117113TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_302No matter how many weapons I craft, the demiatma won't lose its potency. Don't worry about havin' to scrounge around for any more o' the stuff.
118114TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_GEROLT_000_303Right, you best get ready for me next feat o' genius!
119115TEXT_KINGKW001_05319_SYSTEM_000_304The assorted demiatma has imbued Gerolt's tools with potent magical energies. All that remains is the weapon enhancement process itself!