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*The bonded servant fidgets with uncertainty. | *The bonded servant fidgets with uncertainty. | ||
==Dialogue== | |||
===Accepting the Quest=== | |||
'''Bonded Servant:''' Excuse me, [miss/sir], but you are a fellow visitor here, yes? I wonder if you would be willing to perform for me a trifling service... | |||
'''Bonded Servant:''' I serve a particular family of the Eulmoran elite, and it is at the behest of my patron─a man with a discerning taste for fine drink─that I have ventured to the famous breweries of Wright. | |||
'''Bonded Servant:''' Oh, do you not partake yourself? Otherwise you would surely be aware of Wright's incomparable ale, and its glowing reputation amongst the privileged of Eulmore! | |||
'''Bonded Servant:''' In recent years, however, it seems distribution of this golden liquid has ground to a halt, and thus have I been sent to make a purchase directly from the source. | |||
'''Bonded Servant:''' A simple task, you might think...except the people of Wright are not overly receptive to visitors from Eulmore. Downright dismissive, in fact! | |||
'''Bonded Servant:''' Do you understand my dilemma? I need you to speak to the villagers, and procure a supply of ale in my stead─a service for which you will be paid most handsomely! | |||
'''(Optional)''' | |||
'''Bonded Servant:''' Pray bargain with the villagers on my behalf, and I shall see you rewarded for any ale you acquire. | |||
===Speaking with the venerable villager=== | |||
'''Venerable Villager:''' Hm? You're wantin' to buy some Wright ale? | |||
'''Venerable Villager:''' Well now, we was indeed famous for our ale once, but that age is long past... | |||
'''Venerable Villager:''' Any barley we grow these days is bound for the oven or the cookin' pot─there's naught to be spared for brewin' beers and the like. | |||
'''Venerable Villager:''' You put that young back to work bringin' in the harvest, though, and I might be convinced to part with a bottle from my private stock... | |||
'''(Optional)''' | |||
'''Venerable Villager:''' Help me harvest the field there, and I'll see what ale I've got left hidin' in the larder. | |||
===Delivering the stalks of golden barley to the venerable villager=== | |||
'''Venerable Villager:''' You've brought me my barley, then? | |||
'''''<Hand Over 3 Golden Barley>''''' | |||
'''Venerable Villager:''' Thank you, [lass/lad]. There's fewer hands around to help out ever since the... <cough> | |||
'''Venerable Villager:''' It's a good drop, our Wright ale is. Slides down the throat like honeyed sunshine, so they say, and afore you know it you've downed the whole damn bottle. | |||
'''Venerable Villager:''' Drink it slow and easy, [lass/lad], or you'll be wakin' up with a sore head come the morrow! | |||
===Delivering the bottle of Wright ale to the bonded servant=== | |||
'''Bonded Servant:''' Were you successful in your bargaining? | |||
'''''<Hand Over Wright Ale>''''' | |||
'''Bonded Servant:''' I see... That would explain why the trickle of ale into Eulmore has ceased altogether. I shall report this situation to my patron, and see what can be provided in the form of laborers and surplus comestibles. | |||
'''Bonded Servant:''' In any case, I thank you for securing this precious bottle, kind traveler! Your payment, as promised... |
Latest revision as of 22:52, 24 November 2024
A Drop of Sunshine
- Quest giver
- Bonded Servant
- Location
- Kholusia (X:17.4, Y:29.2)
- Level
- 70
- Required items
- 1 Golden Barley
1 Wright Ale - Experience
- 54,000-57,240
- Gil
- 752
- Previous quest
- A Fickle Existence
- Patch
- 5.0
“The bonded servant fidgets with uncertainty.
— In-game description
Rewards
Steps
- Speak with the venerable villager.
- Harvest stalks of golden barley.
- Deliver the stalks of golden barley to the venerable villager.
- Deliver the bottle of Wright ale to the bonded servant.
Journal
- The bonded servant fidgets with uncertainty.
Dialogue
Accepting the Quest
Bonded Servant: Excuse me, [miss/sir], but you are a fellow visitor here, yes? I wonder if you would be willing to perform for me a trifling service... Bonded Servant: I serve a particular family of the Eulmoran elite, and it is at the behest of my patron─a man with a discerning taste for fine drink─that I have ventured to the famous breweries of Wright. Bonded Servant: Oh, do you not partake yourself? Otherwise you would surely be aware of Wright's incomparable ale, and its glowing reputation amongst the privileged of Eulmore! Bonded Servant: In recent years, however, it seems distribution of this golden liquid has ground to a halt, and thus have I been sent to make a purchase directly from the source. Bonded Servant: A simple task, you might think...except the people of Wright are not overly receptive to visitors from Eulmore. Downright dismissive, in fact! Bonded Servant: Do you understand my dilemma? I need you to speak to the villagers, and procure a supply of ale in my stead─a service for which you will be paid most handsomely! (Optional) Bonded Servant: Pray bargain with the villagers on my behalf, and I shall see you rewarded for any ale you acquire.
Speaking with the venerable villager
Venerable Villager: Hm? You're wantin' to buy some Wright ale? Venerable Villager: Well now, we was indeed famous for our ale once, but that age is long past... Venerable Villager: Any barley we grow these days is bound for the oven or the cookin' pot─there's naught to be spared for brewin' beers and the like. Venerable Villager: You put that young back to work bringin' in the harvest, though, and I might be convinced to part with a bottle from my private stock... (Optional) Venerable Villager: Help me harvest the field there, and I'll see what ale I've got left hidin' in the larder.
Delivering the stalks of golden barley to the venerable villager
Venerable Villager: You've brought me my barley, then? <Hand Over 3 Golden Barley> Venerable Villager: Thank you, [lass/lad]. There's fewer hands around to help out ever since the... <cough> Venerable Villager: It's a good drop, our Wright ale is. Slides down the throat like honeyed sunshine, so they say, and afore you know it you've downed the whole damn bottle. Venerable Villager: Drink it slow and easy, [lass/lad], or you'll be wakin' up with a sore head come the morrow!
Delivering the bottle of Wright ale to the bonded servant
Bonded Servant: Were you successful in your bargaining? <Hand Over Wright Ale> Bonded Servant: I see... That would explain why the trickle of ale into Eulmore has ceased altogether. I shall report this situation to my patron, and see what can be provided in the form of laborers and surplus comestibles. Bonded Servant: In any case, I thank you for securing this precious bottle, kind traveler! Your payment, as promised...