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{{see also|Field Notes on Dabog}} | |||
{{Special character|Field Notes on Dabog, Part II|symbol=,}} | |||
{{Item infobox | |||
| name = Field Notes on Dabog, Part II | |||
| icon = field notes on dabog, part ii icon1.png | |||
| description = Further handwritten notes on the history and character of the IVth's hypertuned magitek soldier, Dabog aan Inivisch.<br><br>Use to add to your field record. | |||
| type = other | |||
| effects = | |||
| material-type = Miscellany | |||
| unique = | |||
| untradable = y | |||
| unsellable = | |||
| rarity = white | |||
| level = | |||
| ilvl = 1 | |||
| value = 8 | |||
| patch = 5.55 | |||
| release = shadowbringers | |||
| id-edb = bd56e46594a | |||
| id-gt = 33810 | |||
}} | |||
'''{{PAGENAME}}''' is a part of the [[Save the Queen]] [[Field Records|Field Records]]. __NOTOC__ | |||
==Acquisition== | |||
===[[Zadnor]]=== | |||
* {{questlink|skirmish-enemies|Supersoldier Rising}} (X:8.1, Y:24.0) | |||
* {{questlink|skirmish-boss|Hypertuned Havoc}} (X:16.7, Y:16.9) | |||
* {{questlink|ce-solo|The Broken Blade}} (X:26.5, Y:35.7) (Guaranteed drop) | |||
==Used For== | |||
===Field Records=== | |||
* Use to add '''Dabog aan Inivisch''' (#43) to the field record. Rarity: ★★★★★ | |||
===Exchange=== | |||
{{vendor table|currency={{PAGENAME}}|showCostText=true}} | |||
==Description== | |||
=== [[File:Field Record 43 icon.png|64px]] Dabog aan Inivisch=== | |||
[[File:Field Record 43.png|400px|right]] | |||
*Race: Hrothgar | |||
*Age: 34 (estimate) | |||
*Birthplace: Bozja | |||
※A certain quest must be completed to view further information in this entry. | |||
The following is an excerpt from the interrogation of one Sicinius mal Vellutus of the IVth Imperial Legion: | |||
'Tis true Lord Valens and the engineers of the VIIth Legion laid the foundation for my work, but let it be known it was the genius of Sicinius mal Vellutus that perfected the hypertuned soldier! | |||
To speak in terms that you might understand, I devised a technique that allowed the extraction of memories from my dear test subject VIII, Dabog. Said memories could then be implanted into other Hrothgar captives, thereby allowing mass production of hypertuned soldiers. Brilliant, is it not? It was a breakthrough that would forever change the face of war as we knew it. Or rather, it should have... | |||
I am admittedly something of a perfectionist─it was not enough to simply manufacture an assortment of hypertuned soldiers. They had to be perfect. Uniform... Which is why I may have made more than a few aesthetic modifications to ensure they all resembled the original Dabog. I can hear Valens now. “Why even bother!? All those damned animals look alike.” And he certainly isn't wrong─they all do bear an uncanny resemblance to one another. Nevertheless, it was a detail I refused to overlook. And I could scarcely wait to see the looks upon your comrades' faces when my soldiers took to the field. | |||
Ah, what a sight it was. The slackened jaws, the wide eyes of disbelief─a memory I shall treasure for all my days. | |||
It is said the sign of true genius is innovation able to elicit shock and awe, even within the innovator themselves. After that crowning achievement, I've no doubt the genius─the spectacle─of my work will still be spoken of long after you and I are gone. | |||
Please, do not frown so. Not everyone is made for greatness, and I have long since learned not to judge others for their mediocrity. | |||
Now, I assume your plans after this are to lock me up and throw away the key as it were, yes? Well, before you do, I intend to tell you of each and every one of my technological achievements, and I expect you to write down every word. Your descendants will thank you. Assuming, of course, they have the forethought to put my knowledge to good use. And spare me the drivel about your new Bozja being free from the horrors of war. Whether you like it or not, there will come a day when you must again lock blades with enemy forces. When you must seek out new advanced weaponry, train soldiers, and plan strategy. On such a day, the people will remember me. My genius! | |||
Wait! Where are you going? You have yet to even scratch the surface of my brilliance! |
Latest revision as of 20:29, 11 August 2024
- See also: Field Notes on Dabog
- The correct title of this article is Field Notes on Dabog, Part II. The substitution or omission of the , is because of technical restrictions.
Field Notes on Dabog, Part II
- Item type
- Other
- Material type
- Miscellany
- Item Level
- 1
- Rarity
- Basic
- Vendor Value
- 8
- Patch
- 5.55
- Links
- EDB GT
“Further handwritten notes on the history and character of the IVth's hypertuned magitek soldier, Dabog aan Inivisch.
Use to add to your field record.
— In-game description
Field Notes on Dabog Part II is a part of the Save the Queen Field Records.
Acquisition
Zadnor
- Supersoldier Rising (X:8.1, Y:24.0)
- Hypertuned Havoc (X:16.7, Y:16.9)
- The Broken Blade (X:26.5, Y:35.7) (Guaranteed drop)
Used For
Field Records
- Use to add Dabog aan Inivisch (#43) to the field record. Rarity: ★★★★★
Exchange
Item | Vendor | Location / Coordinates | Section | Cost | Unlock req. |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
Zadnor Lockbox | Resistance Historian | The Bozjan Southern Front (15, 29.1) | Field Notes Exchange (Lockbox) | 1 Field Notes on Dabog Part II | — |
Bozjan Mythril Coin (5) | Resistance Historian | The Bozjan Southern Front (15, 29.1) | Field Notes Exchange (Other) | 1 Field Notes on Dabog Part II | — |
Description
Dabog aan Inivisch
- Race: Hrothgar
- Age: 34 (estimate)
- Birthplace: Bozja
※A certain quest must be completed to view further information in this entry. The following is an excerpt from the interrogation of one Sicinius mal Vellutus of the IVth Imperial Legion:
'Tis true Lord Valens and the engineers of the VIIth Legion laid the foundation for my work, but let it be known it was the genius of Sicinius mal Vellutus that perfected the hypertuned soldier!
To speak in terms that you might understand, I devised a technique that allowed the extraction of memories from my dear test subject VIII, Dabog. Said memories could then be implanted into other Hrothgar captives, thereby allowing mass production of hypertuned soldiers. Brilliant, is it not? It was a breakthrough that would forever change the face of war as we knew it. Or rather, it should have...
I am admittedly something of a perfectionist─it was not enough to simply manufacture an assortment of hypertuned soldiers. They had to be perfect. Uniform... Which is why I may have made more than a few aesthetic modifications to ensure they all resembled the original Dabog. I can hear Valens now. “Why even bother!? All those damned animals look alike.” And he certainly isn't wrong─they all do bear an uncanny resemblance to one another. Nevertheless, it was a detail I refused to overlook. And I could scarcely wait to see the looks upon your comrades' faces when my soldiers took to the field.
Ah, what a sight it was. The slackened jaws, the wide eyes of disbelief─a memory I shall treasure for all my days.
It is said the sign of true genius is innovation able to elicit shock and awe, even within the innovator themselves. After that crowning achievement, I've no doubt the genius─the spectacle─of my work will still be spoken of long after you and I are gone.
Please, do not frown so. Not everyone is made for greatness, and I have long since learned not to judge others for their mediocrity.
Now, I assume your plans after this are to lock me up and throw away the key as it were, yes? Well, before you do, I intend to tell you of each and every one of my technological achievements, and I expect you to write down every word. Your descendants will thank you. Assuming, of course, they have the forethought to put my knowledge to good use. And spare me the drivel about your new Bozja being free from the horrors of war. Whether you like it or not, there will come a day when you must again lock blades with enemy forces. When you must seek out new advanced weaponry, train soldiers, and plan strategy. On such a day, the people will remember me. My genius!
Wait! Where are you going? You have yet to even scratch the surface of my brilliance!