Death by a Thousand Rocks

Death by a Thousand Rocks

Quest giver

Angry Coeurl

Location

The Peaks (X:23.7, Y:7.1)

Quest line

Stormblood Main Scenario Quests

Level

60

Required items

1   Unconscionably Heavy Sack

Experience

 100,000

Gil

 615

Previous quest

The Prodigal Daughter

Next quest

A Life More Ordinary

Patch

4.0

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Main Scenario Progress: 387 / 960 (40.3%)

   

Stormblood Progress: 8 / 162 (4.9%)

   

“

Angry Coeurl regards you with suspicion.

— In-game description

Steps

• Speak with Frightened Coeurl in Grymm & Enid.

• Pick up the unconscionably heavy sack.

• Deliver the unconscionably heavy sack to Angry Coeurl.

Journal

• Angry Coeurl regards you with suspicion.

Dialogue

Accepting the Quest

Angry Coeurl: A new face in Ala Gannha? Huh... What would you ask of me, then? 
Angry Coeurl: A stranger and a generous soul besides? Bollocks. There's naught more suspicious than a good samaritan. 
Angry Coeurl: ...On the other hand, if you were an imperial agent, I expect you'd go about your business with more discretion. bugger me, you really are here to help, aren't you? 
Angry Coeurl: Very well. I'll take you up on your offer, stranger... 
Angry Coeurl: My little brother's working the rocks by Grymm & Enid. He's got something for me. Can you go and get it? 
Angry Coeurl: Right, then. Frightened Coeurl is his name. Ask him for the leftovers—he ought to understand.
(Optional)
Angry Coeurl: You know where Grymm & Enid are, aye? West by southwest. Look for the bastard what looks like me, but less handsome.

Speaking with Frightened Coeurl in Grymm & Enid

Frightened Coeurl: Hm? Here for the leftovers, are you? Not like my brother to send someone in his stead, but so be it. 
Frightened Coeurl: It's all in the sacks over yonder. They're bleedin' heavy, mind, so be careful when you pick 'em up.

Optional

Frightened Coeurl: The sacks you'll be wantin' to take back to Ala Gannha are over there. Hope you brought a pack bird.

Gervesin: Cooking up a tasty stew to fuel our friend quarrying over there. I'd help him by taking up a pickaxe myself, but we'd end up with more stone than we could ever sell. There just isn't that much demand for it nowadays.

Delivering the unconscionably heavy sacks to Angry Coeurl

Angry Coeurl: Ah, the new face. You have my leftovers? 
<Hand Over Unconscionably Heavy Sacks>
Angry Coeurl: Huh, well I'll be...you actually went and brought the whole lot. Much obliged, much obliged... 
Angry Coeurl: It's saltpeter for making firesand, in case you're curious what it's all for. The rocks by the lakes've got good deposits. 
Angry Coeurl: 'Tain't hard for my brother to pass for any other plodding quarryman, all the while sweeping bits and pieces off to the side, to bundle up and sell to the sutlers what trade with the Resistance. 
Angry Coeurl: It's a living, and a way of fighting back besides. Our way of spitting in the Garleans' eye for putting our father in an imperial uniform and shipping him off to some faraway province fifteen years ago. 
Angry Coeurl: Dunno if he's dead or alive, even. Though, if he were alive, he'd not be long for this world if we were caught fighting for the Resistance. So this is the best we can do. 
Angry Coeurl: ...That's the long and the short of it. We do what we can, though we know it's not enough. 
Angry Coeurl: I think you'll find that most folks here ain't much different. everybody's got a reason, but in the end, the result is the same. 
Angry Coeurl: I suppose I just...I just wanted you to know, is all. That I— that we know why you're here, and that even if we can't join you, we...we wish we could...