The Hunt for Omega

The Hunt for Omega

Quest giver

Wedge

Location

Rhalgr's Reach (X:12.6, Y:12.4)

Quest line

Omega Quests

Level

70

Experience

 0

Gil

 1,335

Previous quest

Stormblood

Next quest

Into the Deltascape

Patch

4.01

“

Wedge wears the expression of a man at his wit's end.

— In-game description

Steps

• Speak with Biggs.

• Speak with Cid at the Yawn.

• Speak with the chocobo.

• Speak with Cid.

Journal

• Wedge wears the expression of a man at his wit's end.

• In the course of their search for Omega, your friends at the Garlond Ironworks have come to Rhalgr's Reach. Apparently, however, they have since encountered some manner of problem which is hindering further progress. That you might grasp the nature of the problem in question, Wedge invites you to join him and Biggs at the workshop.

• You learn to your surprise that Nero tol Scaeva has been offered employment at the Ironworks without prior approval from Cid, who is none too pleased. At length, he grudgingly agrees to tolerate his old rival's presence, and takes the opportunity to beseech your aid in the ongoing investigation into Omega. Moments later, an engineer rushes in with grave tidings: aetheric readings have risen alarmingly at the Yawn, where Omega is thought to be hiding. Fearing the worst, Cid resolves at once to visit the scene and asks that you accompany him.

• As you stare at the pool of condensed aether that fills the Yawn, Midgardsormr stirs from his slumber to inform you that Omega does indeed await within. Then, without warning, a chocobo-like creature bursts out of the pool followed by an enormous, translucent serpent. Once the initial panic has passed, Midgardsormr explains that Omega is capable of bringing forth life, and that the serpent was one of its creations. All eyes duly turn to what appears to be an approximation of a chocobo, which has settled at the party's side.

• Through Midgardsormr, the chocobo describes a strange plane beyond the Yawn. There, Omega appears to be testing its creations, and the only way to find out more is to venture in─by taking a plunge into the pink pool.

• Together with your comrades, you jump into the Yawn and find yourself in a rift between dimensions. Shortly thereafter, Omega reaches out to you via one of its monitors and declares that you are to participate in an experiment. It seeks to determine the mightiest being by pitting subjects against one another in combat, to which end it has selected and recreated eighty-nine entities. You are provisionally assigned to the Alpha group, so named for your new chocobo friend, and your first task will be to fight your way to a place called the Deltascape. In so doing, you will prove your fitness to be fully fledged test subjects.

• ※In the event that you leave the Interdimensional Rift, you may re-enter by speaking with the Ironworks hand at the Yawn.

• You win through to the egg-shaped Deltascape─one of many such structures floating in the rift─thereby confirming your status as test subjects...albeit the weakest of them all. Omega duly grants you time and space to prepare for your next trial: entering the Deltascape and defeating all the subjects within. After your host leaves, you and your companions set about establishing an improvised base of operations.

• Having secured a foothold in the rift, the party turns its attention to the challenges that lie ahead. Whatever else stands between you and Omega, there seems little doubt that your combat skills will be tested to their limit...and perhaps beyond.

Dialogue

Quest Acceptance

Wedge: <gasp> [Forename], thank the gods you're here! We need your help! In case you haven't heard, we've set up operations in Rhalgr's Reach, while we look for Omega. It's been decidedly slow going, I'm sorry to say, and we still haven't seen the blasted thing since it disappeared during the battle with Shinryu. ...Which is not to say we haven't made any progress. We know now that Shinryu ended up in the imperials' hands, and that it was shackled with some very distinctive-looking bindings when they found it. Obviously, only-you-know-what could have done something like that, and the fact that the restraints were still functioning suggests it didn't shut down when the chief instructed it to either. Anyway, we were getting close to identifying Omega's whereabouts when we encountered...what you might call...a problem. Mayhap it would be best if you came to the workshop and saw for yourself. 

Speak with Biggs

Biggs: ...Surprised? Aye, so were we. He's been brought in as a "consultant," believe it or not. 
Cid: How many times do I have to tell you? You will play no part in this investigation! Your motives were dubious from the first, and nothing you have done since has served to make them any clearer. Out of necessity, I agreed to take part in Omega's activation, but that will be the extent of our cooperation! 
Nero tol Scaeva: Passing judgment without due consideration, openly disparaging colleagues...Not very chiefly of you, chief. I'll have you know I'm a sensitive new recruit who thrives on encouragement. 
Cid: Then I trust you'll thrive elsewhere when I encourage you to piss off! I will not have him on our roster, Jessie - never mind anywhere near our work. His employment is to be terminated, effective immediately! 
Jessie: The thing is, Chief...we've already paid him in full. and it wasn't exactly a pittance, either. Four-fifths what you get was the agreement. Look, whatever disagreements you might've had in the past, the fact is, we could do with his expertise now. Let him earn his keep, at the very least. 
Cid: (Facepalming). I don't believe this...You claim my wholly justified ventures represent an "unsustainable risk to the Ironworks" - and then pay him a sultan's ransom in advance!? Him!? Give me strength...!
Biggs: this has been the way of it for a while now...On account of which, we've had to put the investigation on hold...
What will you say? Let's investigate by ourselves. / Let me know how it goes. I'm leaving.  -> Let me know how it goes. I'm leaving. 
Nero tol Scaeva: Tsk-tsk. It is not like you to shirk your duties, hero. Were you not present at Omega's activation? And are you not therefore jointly responsible for the havoc it may wreak if left to its own devices? I think we both know the answer. From this moment forth, you shall be my chaperone. With the realm's savior watching my every move, I couldn't possibly make any mischief - which should surely serve to allay my employer's concerns? 
Cid: Forgive me, [Forename]. It was not my intent to embroil you in this mess. I didn't even know you were here. Seeing as you are, though...I cannot deny that I would be glad to have you on board. The fact is, we are no closer to understanding the true extent of Omega's powers, and even if it was damaged during its encounter with Shinryu, it seems highly doubtful that we will be able to disable it unaided. We have got as far as identifying its likely resting place, but I for one would feel a lot more confident about surveying the area with you around to deal with any unexpected surprises. Might I persuade you to lend us a hand once more, old friend? 
Nero tol Scaeva: Then it's settled! 
Ironworks Hand: Ch-Chief, we have a problem! The aetheric concentration levels at the Yawn are soaring. Our readings doubled from one moment to the next, and by the time we went to check them, they'd doubled again! 
Cid: What? But that could only mean - Evacuate the site. I shall handle this matter personally. Biggs, Wedge, [Forename] - I need you with me at the Yawn, to the south of here. That's where we believe Omega came to rest. Jessie - hold the fort while I'm gone. And, if possible, continue surveillance from a safe distance. 
Jessie:' All right, Chief. Watch yourself out there. (Nero shrugs)
Nero tol Scaeva: ...Am I to stay and mind the shop too? 
Cid: Oh no. I'm not letting you out of might sight. But before you fill the room with maniacal laughter, I want you to remember something: when you collected your inexplicably lavish fee, the ironworks' creed became your creed. That's "Freedom through Technology," in case you've forgotten - not "Supremacy through Allagan Ingenuity." Breach this contract and I will have my ponze of flesh. (Nero shrugs again).