No Job Too Small

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Alphinaud is resisting the urge to pat himself on the back.

— In-game description

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Alphinaud:

Though our friends are searching for refined adamantite and sacred relics, we will only know if they meet your requirements once they have arrived.
In the meantime, is there aught else we might do to be of service?

Kokkol Dankkol:

Ha! You've already done more than enough!
If I had to say, though, I could use someone who knows a thing or two about Allagan technology...
You there! The lad with the red eyes n' matchin' hair! You seem to know more than the average scholar!

Alphinaud:

Ha! If only Master Kokkol knew how right he was. While he and G'raha establish a rapport, why don't we help with preparations for the great exodus?
Indeed, this would mean going above and beyond the terms of our arrangement─but I propose this not to curry favor.
As confident as I am that we will succeed, we must be ready for every eventuality. This would also be an opportunity to familiarize ourselves with the logistics of traversing the great expanse. And if nothing else, it beats twiddling our thumbs while we wait for the adamantite.

Kokkol Dankkol:

Well, ain't you a bunch of helpful buggers? If you've a mind to lend a hand, I know where you ought to go.
Sharlayan Hamlet is lousy with researchers and scholarly types, busyin' themselves preparin' for the exodus. Pah! That lot need all the help they can get!

Alphinaud:

Alisaie:

From what I can tell, a lot of the people actually live down here.
I don't know how much help we can offer, but I daresay they'll benefit from some of that “fresh inspiration” Scholarch Montichaigne mentioned.
Let's start by asking around, ideally without getting in anyone's way!

Alphinaud:

Silken Grin:

Oh, um, hullo. Are you one of the new helpers?
Working on the aetherburner? Oh dear... I hear things have come to a standstill on that front.
Even so, I'd choose that over my current duties. Checking and loading samples, day in, day out. It's tiring, thankless work...
Still, no one'll be cross if I misplace a few legumes or what have you. The Forum's got enough on their plate as it is, what with deciding who gets to board the ark and when. Lot of powerful people have “opinions” about that.
My heart goes out to Master Fourchenault and the others. Hardly get a moment's rest, I expect. Do they even have time to sleep?

Steady Current:

Helping with the ark? Even with all the power Master Kokkol's managed to squeeze out of the aetherburner, it's still not enough, apparently.
And now I hear the Final Days have arrived. Horrible creatures running rampant all over... <sigh> If only we'd begun the exodus sooner.
People are dying, and there'll be no end to it if we don't fulfill our duties.
But we will. We've spent years preparing for this moment. Believe in the plan, and all will be well.

Paultisanne:

Offering to help? That's very kind, but I should be able to organize the rest of the documents by myself.
It's mostly lists of the things we'll need once we arrive on the moon, and then whichever star we choose as our new home. My duties largely concern the maintenance of living conditions, so I'll be a lot busier after we depart.
I hear that our lunar collaborators have come down to assist in our efforts. I'm looking forward to finally meeting them in person, after having communicated with them in such a limited capacity thus far.
To be perfectly honest, I've not even the slightest idea what they look like! I do hope they're not enormous, looming giants... Why, I would much prefer something small and fluffy, like that behatted rabbit that ran by...

Livingway:

Fancy meeting you here, Player!
Our friends in the Forum brought us to see their teeny-tiny toy boat, which was quite impressive considering they didn't use any creation magicks.
What we're really interested in is Etheirys itself, though we now find ourselves in a sort of funny, underground, miniaturized version of it.
We were hoping the Forum would give us a guided tour, but it appears they're rather preoccupied. Honestly! All that time to prepare, and they're still not ready!
I suppose we'll just have to show ourselves around. Or at least, that's what we were planning to do until we chanced upon Urianger and your good self!
Since you're both dawdling about, engaging in idle chitchat, perhaps you could show us a few points of interest! Won't that be fun?