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==Journal==
==Journal==
*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

Quest icon.png

A Drop of Sunshine

Quest giver
Bonded Servant
Location
Kholusia (X:17.4, Y:29.2)
Level
70
Required items
1 Golden barley icon1.png  Golden Barley
1 Wright ale icon1.png  Wright Ale
Experience
Experience 54,000-57,240
Gil
Gil 752
Previous quest
Main Scenario QuestA Fickle Existence
Patch
5.0

The bonded servant fidgets with uncertainty.

— In-game description


Rewards

Steps

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...