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You Had One Jobb
You Had One Jobb
- Quest giver
- Ungainly Guardsman
- Location
- Lakeland (X:36.1, Y:19.7)
- Level
- 70
- Required items
- 1 Slobbery Sack
- Experience
54,000-57,240
- Gil
706
- Previous quest
A Party Soon Divided
- Patch
- 5.0
“The ungainly guardsman has made a fine mess of things.
— In-game description
Steps
- Defeat the proterosuchus and retrieve the guardsman's sack.
- Deliver the sack to the ungainly guardsman.
Journal
- The ungainly guardsman has made a fine mess of things.
Dialogue
Accepting the Quest
Ungainly Guardsman: Oh, curse my clumsy feet! I've really done it this time! I was on my way back from an assignment in Weathering, when─would you believe it?─I slipped and fell, sending the sack I was carrying flying out of my hand and high into the heavens. Ungainly Guardsman: And as if that wasn't bad enough, a massive beast from out of nowhere snatched up my precious belongings in its jaws and carried them off to the gods know where! Ungainly Guardsman: Suffice to say that if I return empty-handed, my commanding officer is like as not to put me on privy cleaning duty for a week! You must help me, friend!
Delivering the sack to the ungainly guardsman
Ungainly Guardsman: Welcome back, friend! You found my supplies, yes? Oh, please say that you did! Just the thought of scouring the privy with a toothbrush again is sending shivers down my spine! <Hand Over Slobbery Sack> Ungainly Guardsman: Could it be? Oh, but it is─my sack! My lovely, lovely sack! And though it's looking rather worse for wear, the contents appear to be entirely intact! Ungainly Guardsman: What exactly are the contents, you ask? Among other things, there happens to be a remarkable device that's been entrusted to us in the guard by the Crystal Exarch himself, who is said to have exhumed it from the Crystal Tower! Ungainly Guardsman: Though it simply looks like a pretty round gemstone, it somehow has the ability to measure the concentration of aether in the air and matter around us. Needless to say, it's not something that anyone─not even the artisans at the Mean─can just toss together. If I had lost it for good... Ungainly Guardsman: ...But thanks to you, I don't have to think about that anymore, now do I? I know it isn't much, but please take this as a token of my thanks. And with that, I'd best hurry back, lest I get punished anyway for my tardiness. Fare thee well!