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Viper Job Quests - NPC Dialogue

Because I'm still wildly unwell for my new favorite man, I went back through and pulled the NPC dialogue from the Viper job quests so I could more easily reference it. Here be spoilers.

LEVEL 80 - ENTER THE VIPER

Perplexed Weaver: Despite my best efforts to reason with him, he keeps going on and on about vipers or some such! What am I to do? So-called Viper: Good day to you, stranger. I was hoping I might make the acquaintance of someone a bit rougher 'round the edges─someone who's seen her fair share of action. Could you tell me what prey's worth hunting in these here parts? Perplexed Weaver: Have you any idea what he's talking about? I took no issue with fulfilling his order, but now that it's time for him to pay, it's as though we're talking at cross-purposes! So-called Viper: Likewise, I don't understand why this fella's being so difficult. All I'm asking for is the outfit I ordered and the name of some critters worth killing. So-called Viper: Maybe I oughta explain from the beginning. I'm from Tural, a big ol' continent on the other side of the salt west of here. So-called Viper: You've been there, I reckon? Then you might've seen others who wield the dual blades, or “vipers” as we're traditionally known. So-called Viper: Our duty is to hunt ferocious beasts that endanger the lives of innocent folk. In fact, that's what brought me here. So-called Viper: Thing is, all that fighting and long days on the road ain't been too kind to my gear. Reckoned it was high time I got me a new getup, bespoke and all. Perplexed Weaver: Fascinating, I'm sure, but why do you refuse to pay for your order? And why are you so insistent that I “choose my prey”? So-called Viper: 'Cause how else am I supposed to pay you? Do us a favor, and we'll hunt down any beast you want. That's the code─how we vipers do business. So-called Viper: That so? So you're saying they want something else instead? Perplexed Weaver: Payment commensurate with the skill and materials required. In gil, preferably. So-called Viper: Well, didn't see that one coming. Guess that explains our little misunderstanding. Perplexed Weaver: But surely your countrymen trade in some sort of currency, yes? Or are you vipers so far removed from society as to be unaware of such concepts? So-called Viper: 'Course we know what money is! We ain't no bumpkins! But, uh, when it comes to requisitioning goods and services, I usually rely on the elders to deal with artisans and the like. Which is to say I ain't in the habit of carrying significant sums… Perplexed Weaver: So be it… If your only form of payment is the slaying of beasts, that shall have to do. Perplexed Weaver: As it happens, one of my colleagues in eastern Thanalan reports that merchants carrying our supplies were attacked by a wild fiend. Perplexed Weaver: What's more, the creature is a species of many-headed scalekin, never before seen in this region. It is rumored to have escaped from the Coliseum and has been running rampant ever since. So-called Viper: Scaly? Lotta heads? Alright, you got yourself a deal. Perplexed Weaver: “Deal”? Considering the guild has already fulfilled its end of the bargain, you should count yourself lucky! Still, I'd hate for anything to go awry at this juncture. Perplexed Weaver: Might I ask a favor of you, friend? I'd like you to accompany him and ensure that he attends to the creature as agreed. Besides, I daresay seeing a so-called “viper” at work will be an enlightening experience. Keshkwa: The name's Keshkwa. Pleasure to meet you. Perplexed Weaver: The creature was last seen near Camp Drybone, so I advise you to begin there. Perplexed Weaver: It would appear that viper fellow has already departed for Camp Drybone. I do hope he knows the way, or least has the good sense to ask for directions.

Keshkwa: So this is Camp Drybone, huh? Fitting name. Anyway, you ready to hunt? Keshkwa: What's that look for? Aw, lemme guess, you wanna ask around first and see if anyone can point us in the right direction? Keshkwa: No need. The weaver's friend told me plenty. All we gotta do is track down the beast, which is a viper specialty. Keshkwa: It went after traders carrying tailor's materials. Bolts of cloth and whatnot don't sound none too tasty to me, so I'm guessing it's the merchants themselves the beast had its eye on. Keshkwa: Most predators use their sense of smell to pick out their meals. Scents carry on the wind, so you gotta consider the positions of the rocks and plants to determine how the air tends to flow through an area. Ain't too hard to deduce where a critter's made its lair after you've done all that. Keshkwa: Yep, that's a big 'un. Mean looking, too. Must be wreaking havoc on the food chain, never mind the danger it poses to locals. Well, time to do what a viper does best! Keshkwa: That's that. So, you like the show? Don't play coy─I can see you're intrigued. Keshkwa: But before I spill all my secrets, I got a question for you. Ever heard of a “tural vidraal”? Keshkwa: You have? Then you know they're a rare breed of beast that wields all sorts of powers they got no right having. A threat to every other living thing that has the temerity to breathe in their vicinity. Keshkwa: Because of their long lifespans and unnatural abilities, they were dubbed the “tyrants of Tural”. That's more or less what the name means. Keshkwa: Anyway, someone's gotta hunt the tural vidraal, and that someone is us, the vipers. Keshkwa: Y'know, I've met a fair few adventurers during my time here, but I can tell you're a cut above the rest. Might even have what it takes to be a viper. Keshkwa: If you're interested, I can teach you, on one condition─you'll help me hunt down a tural vidraal that's made its way to Eorzea. What do you say? Keshkwa: Ha! Hell of a thing to ask outta the blue, I know. Just think on it some, will you? Keshkwa: Let's head on back to Ul'dah and tell the weaver fella we're square. The journey'll give you time to consider my offer. Keshkwa: I just gave our weaver friend the good news, and he handed over this set of fancy duds, as promised. Gotta say, it was worth the trouble. Keshkwa: So, about my offer. You ready to become a viper, and protect folks from the nastiest beasts that ever lived? Keshkwa: A mighty fine answer! I'll make a viper of you, just see if I don't! First order of business: lemme give you this here soul crystal. Keshkwa: It contains knowledge of our fighting arts, passed down since ancient times from one generation of vipers to the next. Assuming you've got the knack for it, our skills can be yours, too. Keshkwa: I've also got a fresh set of viper gear for you. The Weavers' Guild wanted to thank you for overseeing our hunt earlier, so they made you your very own outfit. Guess that fella took your measurements by eye or something… Oh, and the blades are a couple of spares I had handy. Keshkwa: Try it all on for size─and let me get a look at you while you're at it.

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LEVEL 80 - FANGS OF THE VIPER

Keshkwa: Well, you sure look the part, but do you feel anything from the soul crystal? Keshkwa: Heh, I knew it! Sounds like you got what it takes to be a viper, but the only way to know for sure is to put them new skills to the test. Keshkwa: For that, we'll need prey. From what I hear, you adventurers have got your own guild, so I'm guessing the folks there'll know the best spots for hunting. Let's go see what they can tell us.

Emelin: If I take this opportunity, will I miss out on a better one? It's all so overwhelming… Maybe I should mull it over at the Quicksand.

Keshkwa: C'mon, kid, you telling me you don't know any hunting spots? Befuddled Boy: I already said I don't know anything about beasties! Who are you, anyway?

Knowledgeable Adventurer: If you're after deadly predators, try Spineless Basin. Lately, there've been sightings of heretofore unknown species. Those that slaughter anything that moves, including travelers. Knowledgeable Adventurer: What's worse, they work in packs. Even the adventurers hired to cull them ended up meeting a sticky end. Keshkwa: You got a lead already? Hmm… Maybe there's something to this whole “asking around” thing after all. Keshkwa: …Critters not from around these parts, you say? Either they got chased outta their usual habitat, or they were brung here. Either way, that's bad news for folks unfortunate enough to cross paths with 'em. Keshkwa: The hunting of tural vidraal is a viper's most important duty, but that doesn't mean we turn a blind eye to lesser threats. Next stop, Spineless Basin!

Befuddled Boy: I don't know what that man was on about… Who'd want to go looking for monsters anyway?

Keshkwa: These here adventurers ran into a whole gaggle of the fiends we're after. They got pretty roughed up, but I saw to their wounds already, don't you worry. Keshkwa: Before we go say hello to the troublemakers, I reckon I ought to teach you about the viper's dual blades. Keshkwa: Our techniques were created for the sole purpose of killing tural vidraal. Most of 'em are meaner varieties of things you might encounter in the wild, often with special powers to boot. Keshkwa: To stand a chance against these powerful enemies, our ancestors looked to vipers for inspiration. Always twisting and turning to find the perfect angle of attack to take down bigger prey. Keshkwa: Two blades─for the twin fangs of a viper, to wield in tandem and strike with precision. They can also be combined into a single weapon that weaves and sways like the body of a snake. By switching between these stances, the viper has the capacity to adapt to any situation. Keshkwa: Now, the prey we're after tonight ain't nowhere near as fearsome as a tural vidraal, but they'll give you a chance to test out your new skills. Lemme know when you're ready. Keshkwa: The beasts we're chasing supposedly work in packs. My gut tells me there's a whole bunch of 'em over by that big ol' tree.

Keshkwa: If there are any meaner beasties, they must be biding their time. All I see here is fodder. Keshkwa: Though for practicing your new skills, they'll do fine. Keshkwa: I'll stay outta your way, and give you a few pointers. Keshkwa: Lemme know when you're ready. Keshkwa: Let's start with the basics. There are two stances, Dual Fang and Viper. Keshkwa: Dual Fang means wielding your two blades separately. Start by using either Steel Fangs or Reaving Fangs, then press the attack. Keshkwa: To finish the sequence, switch back to Viper and hit 'em with Death Rattle! Keshkwa: Not bad at all! These techniques are some of the most important tools in your kit. Keshkwa: C'mon over here, and I'll tell you about attacking from Dual Fang stance. Keshkwa: Time to practice your Dual Fang techniques. Keshkwa: Start with an opener, follow up with a second, then pick one of the four finishers─Flanksting Strike, Flanksbane Fang, Hindsting Strike, or Hindsbane Fang. Keshkwa: As you can tell by the names, each finisher works best from a certain position. But don't worry about that for now, just give 'em all a try! Keshkwa: Good work, [NAME]. Looks like you got the hang of Dual Fang stance. Keshkwa: That roar just now… Almost like it was telling 'em to clear out. Keshkwa: I reckon there's a big ol' bastard waiting in the wings. And now it's sent us tougher opposition! Keshkwa: Lucky for you, I got just the thing for dealing with lummoxes like them. I'll tell you all about it when you're ready. Keshkwa: All right, now for Viper stance, where you combine your two blades into one to deliver powerful strikes─perfect for tough opponents! Keshkwa: Open with Vicewinder, then transition with either Twinfang Bite or Twinblood Bite from Dual Fang stance. Keshkwa: Alright, you got the hang of viper, I'd say. Keshkwa: That roaring's getting closer. Boss beast must be pissed that its minions keep getting beat. Keshkwa: Heh, and there it is! Keshkwa: Time to take it down a peg or three. Just remember what you're dealing with here─it ain't no pushover like the rest. Keshkwa: Still, you got all the tools you need at your disposal. Keshkwa: Show it what a viper can do! Keshkwa: Unrelenting attacks are the key! Don't give your prey a chance to fight back! Keshkwa: Some attacks work better from certain positions, so mind your footwork! Keshkwa: Not bad, not bad at all. Those were just the basics, but your execution was mighty impressive.

Keshkwa: Since you've proven you won't be a liability, lemme tell you about the tural vidraal we're up against. Keshkwa: We call it Iq Soq Xmajun. It's an offshoot of the br'aax, a deadly jungle predator, and after a series of mutations, this one's grown huge wings. Worse yet, it's smart as a whip and has a mean streak a malm wide. Keshkwa: After learning of the beast, me and my most promising student set off to slay it. Keshkwa: Facing it head-on seemed like suicide, so we laid an ambush. Almost worked, too. Almost. Keshkwa: We thought we had it subdued, and made our approach to deliver the killing blow. But we'd underestimated the fiend's cunning nature. When we got close, it lashed out, lightning quick, before taking to the skies. Keshkwa: I cradled my brother-in-arms as he breathed his last. Keshkwa: Revenge is all I've been able to think about ever since. I traveled the length and breadth of Tural looking for that beast, with nothing to show for it but a half dozen pairs of ruined boots. With each passing day, I grew more and more desperate… Keshkwa: That was until I met some folks who'd crossed the salt on a trade ship from Ul'dah. They claimed they'd seen a huge winged creature flying eastwards over the ocean. Keshkwa: Knowing how clever Iq Soq Xmajun is, I reckoned it'd gone in search of new hunting grounds, somewhere without an established threat like us vipers. So I bought passage on a ship, and here I am. Keshkwa: Little did I know Eorzea would be damn near as big as Tural. I'm a fish out of water, and I'm not afraid to admit it─or that I'm gonna need all the help I can get. Keshkwa: That's where you come in. With you on my side, I might just stand a chance of avenging my fallen comrade. What do you say? Keshkwa: Thanks, that means a lot. Let's get back to Ul'dah and see if we can't find some clues as to Iq Soq Xmajun's whereabouts. Keshkwa: As you saw at the Weavers' Guild, chatting up folks ain't my strong suit. If you're happy to take the lead, I'm happy to follow, least for now. Keshkwa: Think you could ask the locals if they've spotted any strange creatures flying around? As for me, I'll study your technique─see if I can't brush up my social graces and whatnot.

Rand: A flying beast? Why yes, of late, we've had sightings of such a creature─more and more each day. Rand: We're looking into it ourselves, but there've been no reported attacks, nor can I provide a more detailed description. As such, I can't say if it's the same one you're after.

Keshkwa: It's not that I'm averse to chewing the fat with folks, but getting useful information out of 'em sometimes feels like drawing blood from a stone.

Keshkwa: Half the battle is choosing the right person to ask, I reckon. I'll watch how you pick 'em, see if I can't do better when it's my turn. Keshkwa: Yeah, when I was on the ship here, I heard about this “Hunt” your local companies seem to be running. Keshkwa: We got a system like that back in Tural, too. Mainly for dealing with the tural vidraal. Keshkwa: Naturally, the bulk of the work was handled by vipers, but ever since the Dawnservant came to power, the scope's been expanded to cover a wider range of threats. Keshkwa: These days, pretty much anyone can take on jobs, and there's no shortage of 'em all over. If you're ever in Tural, maybe you oughta give it a try? Keshkwa: Whole lotta people here. We got cities of our own back in Tural, but this is something else. Keshkwa: You know, to become a viper, traditionally you've got to live in this remote village in the mountains, where you learn all you can about the habits of various beasts. Ain't much else to do out there, so any time you get to yourself you're expected to spend honing your skills. Keshkwa: Once training's done, you're free to roam where you please. There ain't many tural vidraal that need hunting, but they can spring up pretty much anywhere in Tural, so many say it's good to keep on the move. Keshkwa: Me, though, I chose to stick around even after I finished my training. Gave me a chance to work on my swordsmanship. And instead of going out looking for work, folks came straight to us asking for help. Keshkwa: That's how I got complacent and fell into the habit of letting my elders and students do all the talking and negotiating with outsiders. Even my passage here was arranged by an acquaintance…

Didilata: Wh-What!? A winged creature? Ah, well, I've only heard the rumors… They say it has a dozen faces, ringed with red, wriggling tentacles, and it shoots beams of light from its eyes! Didilata: O-Of course, it's all too common for those with more money than sense to bring in bizarre species from distant lands. And the trouble with rumors is that they grow ever more fanciful with each retelling!

Keshkwa: Well, damned if I know how you did it, but you and your silver tongue got useful information outta folks. Keshkwa: Even if none of it amounted to a solid lead, the knowledge that Iq Soq Xmajun hasn't kicked up a proper fuss yet is a clue all in itself. I reckon it's taking its time to get the lie of the land, having only just arrived here. Keshkwa: Alright, now I've seen a master at work, I'm gonna try my hand at talking to the locals. Keshkwa: Couldn't agree more! 'Sides, I've faced meaner foes than a few tight-lipped city folk. And if I make a fool of myself, so what? I'll just ask someone else. Keshkwa: And it just so happens I brought with me a whole bunch of herbs and knickknacks from back home that I can sell to keep myself fed. It might take a while to find any solid leads, but at least I can get by for the time being. ???: So those are the ones who slew my pets. Interlopers on the hunt for my next darling prize… ???: Little do they know it's lost interest in Thanalan. Heh, just as well. Its fickle nature may yet bring us greater delights.. Keshkwa: I'll be doing my damndest to get more information. Might take a while, though, so come see me later. And don't forget to practice your viper techniques!

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LEVEL 83 - VIPER IN THE VIDRAAL'S SHADOW

Keshkwa: Good to see you, [NAME]. After a lotta asking around, I dug up some new leads on Iq Soq Xmajun. Or at least, I think I did. Keshkwa: Wasn't easy, though. At first, the only stories of interest were about Gridanian poachers dealing in so-called “exotic meats.” Juveniles. In other words, too young and too dead to be what we're after. Keshkwa: That detour notwithstanding, there were a few other tidbits that might be useful. I got my own thoughts on the matter, but I wanna hear yours, too. That alright? Keshkwa: Much obliged. So I hear an adventurer came across a whole bunch of strikingly beautiful red feathers, just outside of town. They ended up giving 'em to some kids, who've been playing with 'em ever since. Keshkwa: More to the point, there was talk of a huge beast with glowing blue eyes, flying off towards a place called the Black Shroud. Keshkwa: Red feathers, blue eyes. Put the two together, and it sounds an awful lot like Iq Soq Xmajun. Keshkwa: Seems it's had enough of Thanalan and picked the Shroud as its new stamping ground. But what's your take on it all? Keshkwa: Ha, I knew you'd agree! After the amount of “mystery meat” I had to sample just to squeeze information outta those butchers at the market, I'm glad it all paid off. Keshkwa: As for our next move, I reckon we oughta take an airship to Gridania. From what I hear, a fella by the name of Gavin over at the Adders' Nest should be able to tell us more. I'll meet you there. Gavin: How might I help? Keshkwa: I'm after a tural vidra─ Ah, I mean, I'm searching for this dangerous creature that's come over from another continent… Gavin: I see… As it happens, I am aware of a beast that matches the description of this Iq Soq Xmajun. Gavin: Our scouts spoke of its blue eyes and red wings─and of its aggressive nature leading it to attack any who dare approach. Keshkwa: So it really is here in the Shroud! And up to no good already. Gavin: Thankfully, there've been no deaths so far, but it's only a matter of time before a merchant or adventurer becomes the first. Keshkwa: I believe Iq Soq Xmajun came here in search of new territory. Thanalan wasn't to its liking, and now it's testing out the Shroud. Gavin: It would appear so… I'll tell the other Adders that you're pursuing the beast, and to lend what assistance they can. I assume that's all right with you? Keshkwa: Yessir, the more the merrier. Slaying the bastard's what matters, and I ain't too proud to accept help when it's offered. So, where was it last seen? Gavin: In the South Shroud. Once you get there, head for Quarrymill and look for Lieutenant Golias. He's leading the search.

Gavin: Remember: Lieutenant Golias at Quarrymill. Best of luck.

Keshkwa: I'm guessing that's Lieutenant Golias, but who're those two? Innocent Stork: I don't believe we've had the pleasure. I gather you too are in pursuit of the creature? Golias: You must be Keshkwa and [NAME]. The Adders' Nest sent word to expect you both. I'm Golias, the officer in charge of this operation. Golias: This is Innocent Stork, who's provided us with vital information. A merchant in her employ spotted the beast on the way back from Ul'dah. Golias: She's also taken the liberty of assembling a team of experts to assist in tracking the target. Innocent Stork: At no small expense, I might add. But compared to the losses my business would suffer were the creature allowed to roam free, I deemed it a worthy investment. Innocent Stork: As our goals are aligned, perhaps you wish to join my experts in the field? If so, you'll find them near Rootslake. I'm sure you'll get along swimmingly. Keshkwa: Looks like we're late to the party. Let's go hear what they have to say.

Innocent Stork: That fellow standing behind me? My bodyguard. One can never be too careful, particularly when traversing known trade routes. Golias: In light of Innocent Stork's considerable generosity, the Twin Adders have decided to let her experts handle the primary search effort in our stead. My men and I will provide support by making inquiries around the settlement and sharing any new information we happen to acquire.

Keshkwa: I'd say we found our experts. Hunt Leader: Fresh meat for the hunt, eh? Order came down to let you tag along, but don't get underfoot. Hunt Leader: We're looking for signs of the creature so our naturalist can predict its movements. We'll then lay traps where it's expected to appear. Keshkwa: Got themselves a proper plan, don't they? Seeing as they're being so accommodating, we may as well join in the search. Keshkwa: Found me a few signs of activity. How about you? Keshkwa: Corpses of grazing animals gouged by monstrous claws? Same here. The size and depth of the wounds are consistent with how Iq Soq Xmajun hunts. Keshkwa: And just like back in Tural, it's killing not just to eat, but also to mark its territory─to show anyone and everyone who's boss… Hunt Leader: There you are. Manage to sniff anything out? Keshkwa: Yessir. Aside from a couple of dung hills, we got some dead wildlife, most likely the work of Iq Soq Xmajun. I reckon it's close, somewhere north of the swamp. Hired Naturalist: We came to the same conclusion. This predator makes no attempt to cover its tracks. Clearly it has survived so long by virtue of its immense proportions and in spite of its diminished intelligence. Keshkwa: You got it all wrong. It left those tracks on purpose, to see how we'd react. Hired Naturalist: Are you saying the beast is testing us? That's absurd. The level of foresight and cunning required to even attempt to do so is far beyond these lesser beings. Hired Naturalist: As for the corpses it left behind, those animals must not have been to its taste. I suggest using fresh cuts of prime livestock as bait, the bloodier the better. Once the creature has been enticed, surrounding and subduing it is but a formality. Keshkwa: Hate to break it to you, but Iq Soq Xmajun's way too clever to fall for that. You're gonna need every trick in the book, and then some. Hired Naturalist: Rest assured, I've considered every eventuality. And even if there was merit to your advice, I will not let it be said that our success was the product of anyone's genius but mine and mine alone. Keshkwa: What difference does it make who came up with what? Hunt Leader: A monetary difference. Innocent Stork offers better rewards based on performance. Hunt Leader: Aye, don't even think about trying to steal our thunder. We're the ones who'll bring her Ick Sock Whatever-Its-Name-Is, not you. Keshkwa: Listen, we're trained to fight large predators like these. If you got any sense, you'll let us take the lead. Hunt Leader: And put our lives in the hands of complete strangers? I think not. There's no place in our strategy for you, so stand aside and await further instructions. Keshkwa: Fine, have it your way. If you're half the hunters you think you are, Iq Soq Xmajun's as good as dead. Right? Keshkwa: C'mon, [NAME], let's leave 'em to it. Nothing good ever came from working with people you can't trust. Even I know that. Hunt Leader: Then it's decided. You two will wait at the southern end of the lower paths. Be ready to give chase in case the beast escapes us─not that it will.

Keshkwa: A viper should be the one to finish off Iq Soq Xmajun. To properly avenge our brother-in-arms. But really, it doesn't matter who does the deed, so long as the beast dies.

Keshkwa: Awful quiet, don't you think? Hired Naturalist: Aaa…aaa…aaagh! Keshkwa: You hear that!? Keshkwa: That must be one of the hunting party! It came from the north─let's move!

Keshkwa: It's bad. Real bad. Hired Naturalist: Unh… Uuuh… Keshkwa: I know it hurts, but please…tell us what happened. Hired Naturalist: It was…watching us… Hired Naturalist: That fresh lamb should draw the target out of hiding. Though…if I lace it with the toxin I brought, success is practically guaranteed. Hunt Leader: Toxin!? We were explicitly told not to kill the beast, in case you'd forgotten. Hired Naturalist: Of course not. It can be used as a sedative. Highly potent, but only lethal if applied in excess. Hired Naturalist: If you lack the stomach for it, I'll do it myself. Naturally, my personal contributions will be detailed in the final report, to ensure credit is given where due. Hunt Leader: What the hells are you playing at!? If it catches wind, the plan's ruined! Hired Marauder: Shouldn't we go after them? Hired Thaumaturge: No, it'll only make things worse. If that bookworm wants to stick his neck out for a few gil more, I say let him. Hunt Leader: What!? No…no! Aaagh! Hired Marauder: Gods have mercy! There it is! Hired Thaumaturge: Stay calm! Nothing's changed…except the bait. Now's our chance! Hired Marauder: Aaagggh! Hired Naturalist: They were screaming… I ran… But I could still hear… Hired Naturalist: You were right. It knew… It knew… Golias: Keshkwa! [NAME]! By the Twelve, what happened here!? Keshkwa: The hunters became the hunted. Golias: I shall see that their remains are recovered and the necessary rites performed. Perhaps you'd be so kind as to return to Quarrymill and share these unfortunate tidings with Innocent Stork.

Keshkwa: Even with the sedatives, they didn't stand a chance… If only I'd talked 'em out of it, this never would've happened. nnocent Stork: I'd anticipated casualties, but it was a massacre. Keshkwa: Iq Soq Xmajun's grown bolder. Before, it only hunted animals, lone travelers─prey it knew it could handle with ease. Keshkwa: Its past brushes with death taught it to be cautious. That's probably why it fled Tural in the first place, too. But it just outwitted a group of armed hunters. Keshkwa: Instead of running away from trouble, the beast went looking for it. This was sport, a game─it was having fun. And now that it's had a taste, it's only gonna want more… Innocent Stork: My poor judgment invited this tragedy. I must make amends. Innocent Stork: Please, allow me to assist you in pursuing the creature. Even without a team of experts at my disposal, I believe my network of contacts will prove useful in gathering vital information. Innocent Stork: Understood. I place my faith in your abilities as vipers. Keshkwa: Appreciate it, ma'am. If you turn up any leads, be sure to let us know. Golias: I'd best return to the Adders' Nest and deliver my report. It's imperative we inform the populace of the threat posed by Iq Soq Xmajun. Golias: Might I ask that you use Quarrymill as your temporary base of operations? Knowing where to find you will make it easier to coordinate our efforts. Keshkwa: Suits me fine. 'Sides, I got plenty to do here, like learn about this neck of the woods and the critters and whatnot. Keshkwa: But while I have you, there's one thing I wanna ask. How'd the “Twin Adders” get their name? Golias: I beg your pardon? What does that have to do with Iq Soq Xmajun? Keshkwa: Nothing really. It's just that us vipers based our fighting arts on snakes, so they're near and dear to our hearts. Might even say we got a reverence for 'em. Golias: Is that so? I suppose we also feel a kinship towards snakes. Golias: The name “Twin Adders” comes from the pair of white snakes on the Gridanian standard, though that imagery predates the city-state's founding. There's more I could tell you, though I fear other matters must take precedence. Keshkwa: Heh, with a history as long as that, we'd be here talking till the 'pacas come home. I'd love to hear more about it, but I understand it'll have to wait. Keshkwa: I'd best get to learning what I can about Iq Soq Xmajun. While I see to that, maybe you oughta squeeze in some more training?

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LEVEL 85 - VIPERS ON THE HUNT

Keshkwa: I had a bad feeling when I woke up this morning, and sure enough, Iq Soq Xmajun has struck again. Keshkwa: Golias and Innocent Stork are trying to narrow down where it'll appear next based on the reports, but so far, they've come up empty. Keshkwa: I hear Golias is over at Fallgourd Float, talking to witnesses. Let's go see what he's learned.

Keshkwa: Same as with Innocent Stork's hunters. It's leaving the corpses where they lie, uneaten, all to make a point. “This is my claim, and you live or die at my pleasure.”

Golias: Thank you for coming. I expect Keshkwa has shared some of the details, but it's even worse than we thought. Iq Soq Xmajun grows increasingly bold…with deadly consequences. Golias: For a blessing, the people here remain calm, though we must act quickly to avoid widespread panic. The Adders have called upon anyone with information to share, and asked that they gather here. Golias: As we requested that any detail be reported, no matter how small, we find ourselves somewhat inundated. I'm certain, however, that among the accounts are clues vital to locating our quarry. Keshkwa: We can help with that. All we gotta do is ask folks around here what they seen, right? Golias: Ah, yes, that would be most helpful! Perhaps you could start near the aetheryte, while [NAME] asks those over by the Bobbing Cork?

Golias: I'd recommend questioning the adventurers. With their curious nature and penchant for getting into trouble, they're more likely to have seen something of interest.

Keshkwa: Call me crazy, but I think I'm starting to get the hang of these conversational arts. Might be I had a good teacher.

Mild-mannered Adventurer: I was passing through the North Shroud when I saw a frightful creature with immense, red wings. It was a little too far away to see clearly, but it seemed to be battling a group of smaller beasts, which it promptly slaughtered before flying away. Mild-mannered Adventurer: Even from a distance I could make out what it did to those other smaller creatures. I'll never forget the way its claws ripped through them like a knife through butter.

Weary Adventurer: While passing through, I heard that some fiend was on the rampage over in the East Shroud. Weary Adventurer: I didn't think much of it at first, but when I saw all the people coming from that direction, and the looks on their faces, I decided to stay put. Good thing I did too, or I might've died. Weary Adventurer: I don't know exactly what happened in the East Shroud, but given the way the survivors were talking, it must've been horrific.

Traumatized Adventurer: I-I saw it, flying over the Central Shroud! With each flap of its massive wings came a powerful wind, bearing the scent of blood. So noxious and suffocating─it was all I could do not to vomit where I stood! Traumatized Adventurer: Those crimson wings, the stench of blood… It'll haunt me till the end of my days!

Keshkwa: Everyone's got a story to share, but nothing that seems to point to where Iq Soq Xmajun might strike next. You do any better? Keshkwa: North, East, and Central Shroud, huh? The folks I asked said it was in the south. I tell you, it must be trying to make the whole damn forest its territory. Keshkwa: Hold on now. One of the guys I talked to was in the East Shroud… Keshkwa: Your witness heard the beast was on the rampage, but mine said he never saw Iq Soq Xmajun, even though they should've been there at the same time. That's worth looking into, don't you think? Keshkwa: I'm not saying this is the answer, but you never know where a trail'll take you till you follow it. Keshkwa: We oughta go chat up that fella again. I'll take you to him.

Keshkwa: This is the gentleman who sauntered through the East Shroud and didn't see a thing─or so he says. Composed Adventurer: As I said before, I was traversing the East Shroud on an errand, when I heard what sounded like the flapping of enormous wings. Composed Adventurer: A moment later I saw a wounded animal charging through the brush. It was then I recalled the rumors of a monstrosity on the loose, realized I was in danger, and ran. Keshkwa: So the critter was hurt, but still able to make an escape? But the only way it could've gotten away from Iq Soq Xmajun is if the bastard chose to let it go… Keshkwa: Meanwhile, our friend here was close enough to hear the wings flapping, yet lived to tell the tale. An adventurer traveling alone would've been easy pickings, so why'd Iq Soq Xmajun spare him? Composed Adventurer: All I had on me were some bottled potions and ethers. Ah, but there was one other thing… Composed Adventurer: I carry a potpourri filled with Gyr Abanian wildgrass. An Ala Mhigan custom, in case you're unaware. Keshkwa: That's gotta be it! Golias'll wanna hear about this! Composed Adventurer: That was…odd. I've never seen anyone get so excited by the mere mention of a potpourri, but it takes all sorts, I suppose.

Keshkwa: We can go over the finer details later, but first, I need Golias to look into something for me. Golias: Could you wait here a moment? Keshkwa has asked me to verify a theory of his. I shan't be long. Golias: It's exactly as you'd surmised. Golias: Most of those who've seen Iq Soq Xmajun and lived to tell the tale are Ala Mhigan adventurers. Keshkwa: I knew it. It's gotta be that fragrance. Keshkwa: A lotta animals have a powerful sense of smell, and Iq Soq Xmajun's no exception. Which makes it that much more sensitive to odors that it doesn't care for. Keshkwa: I reckon the beast can't stand the wildgrass in those potpourris. It's a potent fragrance─a lot like another kind of grass we got back in Tural. Keshkwa: Come to think of it, Iq Soq Xmajun never went near anywhere that grass was growing! Golias: If one man's meat is another's poison, perhaps the same can be said for aromas. Keshkwa: Exactly. And now that we know what Iq Soq Xmajun can't stomach, we can use this information to drive it where we want it. Golias: Then…it would behoove me to share our discovery with Innocent Stork. Given the information and contacts at her disposal, I daresay she'll help us find a way to utilize the fragrance to its maximum potential. Keshkwa: I daresay you're right. In the meantime, we'll head on over to Gyr Abania and pick us some wildgrass. Golias: Yes, by all means… We must do everything in our power to avert further tragedy. Golias: Many of the adventurers gathered here are so terrified of encountering Iq Soq Xmajun that they're considering abandoning the profession entirely. Golias: Several are yet fledglings. If they had to contend with a foe far beyond their reckoning, they'd die before gaining enough experience to even be considered adventurers. The thought of their bright futures being snatched away like that is almost more than I can bear. Golias: This is the very reason I joined the Twin Adders─to prevent such senseless deaths. Golias: Therefore, I humbly request your cooperation in slaying the dread Iq Soq Xmajun. Keshkwa: No need. I had every intention of putting the bastard in the dirt. Golias: To the matter at hand, then. A few moments ago, one of the adventurers mentioned that the wildgrass we seek grows abundantly at Pike Falls. Golias: Once you've collected enough, let us rendezvous at Quarrymill. I must warn you, though, that Gyr Abania is home to some particularly vicious wildlife. Be on your guard.

Golias: I'll let the Eorzean Alliance know you'll be harvesting necessary supplies in the Fringes, lest the sentries mistake the two of you for bandits or worse.

Keshkwa: This brings back memories. One time, I was picking herbs to make a paralyzing agent that works wonders on tural vidraal. Only thing was, I forgot to wear gloves, and I couldn't feel my hands for the next three days.

Keshkwa: That oughta do it. As much as I'd love to stick around and study the wildlife, we'd better get back to Quarrymill.

Keshkwa: Now we just need a way to diffuse the extract.

Innocent Stork: Upon being informed of your plan to entrap Iq Soq Xmajun, I came as quickly as I could.

Golias: You've done well to gather so much wildgrass. As promised, I've called upon Innocent Stork to advise us on our next steps. Innocent Stork: I've placed an order with an alchemist acquaintance for custom-made diffuser pouches, which we may employ to spread the aroma over a wide area while prolonging its potency. Innocent Stork: We will issue these pouches to Twin Adder units tasked with driving the beast into an isolated location of our choosing. Keshkwa: Away from civilians and an ideal spot for the final showdown. That's good thinking. Innocent Stork: Indeed. Once the pouches have been produced, the beast is as good as ours. Innocent Stork: If I may, there is a further request I wish to make. Rather than slaying Iq Soq Xmajun outright, would you instead be able to capture it alive? Innocent Stork: The better to understand its behavior. Such knowledge will prove invaluable should predators of a similar nature trouble us in the future. Keshkwa: That's a risk we can't afford to take, ma'am. Those hunters of yours tried baiting it with a carcass laced with sedatives, but Iq Soq Xmajun saw right through their plan. Keshkwa: It's demonstrated a degree of cunning to rival any man's. Even if we did capture it, it's only a matter of time before it escapes and kills again. There's only one way you can deal with a monstrosity like that: you slay it first chance you get. No half measures, no hesitation. Innocent Stork: Then we are left with no other choice. Innocent Stork: Pray forgive me for making such an ill-considered suggestion. I shall abandon all thoughts of capturing the beast, and instead turn my attention to the procurement of the diffuser pouches. You will hear from me soon. Keshkwa: She ought to know by now what we're up against. Why even ask…? Keshkwa: I ain't the type to guess at folks' motivations. Wish she'd do us all a favor and put her cards on the table. Golias: The rich and powerful are rarely so obliging. Keshkwa: You got that right. But since us salt of the earth are speaking our minds… Keshkwa: There's a fear in you, but of what I can't tell. Gil for your thoughts? Never know, I might be able to help. Golias: Well, ah, after talking with those adventurers, I can't help but feel a little scared of Iq Soq Xmajun, that's all. A-Anyway, I should return to Gridania, to, erm…make my report. Keshkwa: Folks always saying one thing but meaning another. Just when I was starting to believe I'd gotten the hang of polite conversation… Keshkwa: Ain't no forcing the issue, I know. If Golias has something to say, he'll say it when he's good and ready. Keshkwa: So now we gotta wait on those pouches, and who knows how long that'll be. I'll keep an eye on things here, so I recommend you get ready to face Iq Soq Xmajun.

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LEVEL 88 - INTO THE VIPER PIT

Keshkwa: Golias sent word that the diffuser pouches are ready. Keshkwa: He's heading on over now. Once he arrives, we can finally put this plan into action. Golias: The pouches have been distributed among the Twin Adders, along with instructions on correct handling. You see, according to the alchemist who made them, the aroma of the wildgrass dulls the senses. Golias: For the average person, this would do little more than soothe the nerves. But to a creature with a heightened sense of smell, the effect would be far more pronounced. Golias: As for where we will entrap Iq Soq Xmajun…um, Innocent Stork has proposed a location in the Dravanian hinterlands that she believes is ideal. Golias: The surrounding area is largely uninhabited, and Idyllshire, the only settlement nearby, is relatively simple to defend. We have already consulted with the Ishgardians, and they gave us their blessing to proceed. Keshkwa: That's all well and good, but…by the look on your face, you're not. Keshkwa: I ain't gonna press. But I will suggest that once we get to Dravania, you best hang back and leave the fighting to us. Golias: …You know full well I'm keeping things from you, yet still you show concern for my well-being. Why? Keshkwa: Just my way, I suppose. Or the way I was trained as a viper. Keshkwa: It's our job to keep folks safe from creatures that go against the natural order. Keshkwa: Doesn't matter who you are or whose side you're on. Politics, feuds, all that drama, ain't none of that our concern. Keshkwa: I'll admit, I've got my doubts about you, but you're still someone I need to protect from Iq Soq Xmajun. Simple as that. Innocent Stork: Well, well! As I thought, you've yet to depart from Quarrymill. What's keeping you? Innocent Stork: Lieutenant Golias, whatever is the matter? You look like someone just walked over your grave. Innocent Stork: I'm glad to find the two of you in better spirits, though. Seeing as our friend is somewhat under the weather, perhaps it's best that he stays behind with me in Idyllshire. Keshkwa: No objections here. But Golias and I were having a heart-to-heart, if you don't mind. Innocent Stork: I do. We have a schedule to keep, and I must insist our dear vipers get underway. While you are en route to the Dravanian hinterlands, I would be happy to lend an ear to Golias and his troubles. Golias: You needn't worry yourselves. It's of no import. I wish you both good hunting. Keshkwa: …Talk about shit timing. Keshkwa: For better or for worse, we'll find out what he was holding back soon enough. Anyway, we got a tural vidraal to slay.

Keshkwa: No sign of Iq Soq Xmajun, which gives us time to pick a good spot for an ambush. Lemme know what you find.

Keshkwa: Remember─it's no good cornering Iq Soq Xmajun if we corner ourselves in the process. We need a place to hide, but also enough room to fight.

Keshkwa: I found something you ain't gonna believe. Keshkwa: You smell that? It's gotta be one of Innocent Stork's diffuser pouches! Somebody must've hidden it nearby. Keshkwa: With a bag of wildgrass stinking up the place, there's no way Iq Soq Xmajun was ever gonna show. Keshkwa: Golias and Innocent Stork sent us on a wild alpaca chase. So where's our tural vidraal if it ain't here? Keshkwa: Agreed. It's no coincidence she showed up just as Golias was about to spill his beans. What was it? Western cursed ass something or other… Keshkwa: Wait, cursed ass─sorry, “Coerthas” is a place? Cause if that ain't a name that conjures all kinds of unfortunate imagery, I don't know what is. Keshkwa: With any luck, that clue will lead us to Innocent Stork. She's probably still plotting to capture Iq Soq Xmajun alive, the stubborn fool!

Keshkwa: No sign of our tricksters or Iq Soq Xmajun. We best keep searching! Keshkwa: There they are! Innocent Stork: Well, if it isn't the esteemed vipers, who with all their supposed skill and intellect asserted that capturing the great Iq Soq Xmajun was nigh impossible. Or perhaps you were simply afraid? Innocent Stork: As you can see, I proved equal to the task. All it took was a little ingenuity. Keshkwa: I understand Iq Soq Xmajun's cunning and cruelty better than anyone. There's no way you got it in that cage without─ Keshkwa: Wait. Where's your bodyguard? Innocent Stork: You yourself observed how attempting to lure Iq Soq Xmajun with obvious bait ended in failure. But a beast is still a beast. A predator that is compelled to hunt… Innocent Stork: Casualties are inevitable, and a prudent strategy must account for them. An exceptional one, however, would leverage this element to its advantage. As mine did. Golias: You ordered him to put sedatives in his pocket, and face Iq Soq Xmajun alone! Golias: It was over before it began… His screams still ring in my ears! Keshkwa: So you fed Iq Soq Xmajun the sedatives, and your bodyguard along with them? You're telling me he willingly offered himself up!? Innocent Stork: Enthusiastically, even. All to ensure his plague-stricken family received treatment─the duration of which would be determined by his performance. He all but leapt into the beast's maw! Innocent Stork: As I'm sure Golias would agree, there's no limit to what we can accomplish when given the appropriate incentive. Innocent Stork: Oh please. Everyone's getting what they wanted, so let's not quibble over the details. As a gesture of goodwill, I'll even answer your question, rudely asked though it was. Innocent Stork: Everyone has their own unique proclivities, and I am no exception. I have awoken to the thrill of bringing rare and ferocious beasts under my power! Innocent Stork: But that only whets my appetite for the true pleasure: when I unleash my pets upon worthy opponents to enact scenes of glorious carnage! Keshkwa: I've met my share of monsters, but none of them compare to you. Keshkwa: A monster and a fool. That there's a tural vidraal. The moment you open that cage, it's gonna rip you to shreds! Innocent Stork: Indeed it would, if it were so inclined. Innocent Stork: But if Iq Soq Xmajun is as intelligent and bloodthirsty as you say, it will soon learn that I can provide a constant supply of worthy prey. In return, it will accept me as its master. Keshkwa: It's awake!? Keshkwa: Ack! Innocent Stork: I grow tired of this place. Innocent Stork: One of my lesser pets should be more than adequate to dispose of you. After all, I am loath to release Iq Soq Xmajun while it remains subdued. And though I may not be watching, do try to put on a good show regardless.

Keshkwa: Thanks, I owe you. Godsdammit… I can't believe anyone would be stupid enough to try taming a tural vidraal, never mind Iq Soq Xmajun itself. Keshkwa: But what really sticks in my craw is that Golias has been dancing to Innocent Stork's tune. And there I was thinking he needed our help! Keshkwa: You're right. There's more to this than meets the eye. Keshkwa: Anyway, no point freezing our asses off here. Let's get back to Quarrymill to think things over.

Keshkwa: One thing I know for certain is that Iq Soq Xmajun ain't gonna play the obedient pet for long. Innocent Stork's gonna find that out the hard way. Keshkwa: But I reckon that'll be after she gets the urge to indulge her twisted appetites. I'll do what I can to suss out where she got to before then. Keshkwa: Then there's Golias. The Twin Adders need to know what he's been up to, and that he's still alive. For now, at least. Keshkwa: You best get back to your training for now. Caged or not, Iq Soq Xmajun's out there, and our job ain't done till it's dead.

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LEVEL 90 - VENGEANCE OF THE VIPER

Keshkwa: Since the last time we spoke, the Twin Adders have been looking for Golias, but they ain't found hide nor hair of him. Keshkwa: Meanwhile, there've been plenty of Iq Soq Xmajun sightings. Seems Innocent Stork's eager to put her new pet to work. Keshkwa: I expect that's why Golias's commanding officer asked for our help. Let's head to the Adders' Nest and hear what he has to say.

Serpent Captain: It's good to finally meet you both. Golias spoke highly of you and your contributions to our hunt for Iq Soq Xmajun. Keshkwa: Speaking of which, you got information for us, right? Serpent Captain: We've received multiple eyewitness reports of a creature surpassing even the most elite marks. It dispatches its victims swiftly before flying away. Keshkwa: At Innocent Stork's direction, I'll wager. She's setting Iq Soq Xmajun loose to kill for her own amusement. Serpent Captain: Those slain were mostly roaming adventurers, but the circumstances of each attack suggest an escalation. The beast is striking in broad daylight, and closer to more populated settlements. The risk of a massacre grows greater by the day. Serpent Captain: There is another matter I wish to discuss, which may shed some light on the situation. We have received a letter from Golias. Serpent Captain: Though details are sparse, he wishes to resign from the Twin Adders. The letter also includes a message for the two of you. Serpent Captain: “Do you recall our discussion in southern Thanalan? Though my aspirations were beyond me, I pray that you succeed in fulfilling your own.” Keshkwa: I remember, Golias. You wanted to prevent those with bright futures from dying before their time. That's why you joined the Twin Adders. Keshkwa: Wait… We had that talk in the Shroud, not Thanalan. Keshkwa: And he mentions our aspirations, which is to protect people from rampaging beasts. Don't you see? He's telling us that Iq Soq Xmajun's gonna appear in southern Thanalan! Serpent Captain: A hidden message…albeit not a particularly well-hidden one. If Innocent Stork read this, she would've surely divined his intent. Serpent Captain: I can only surmise that she knew and allowed the letter to be sent regardless. What better way to lure you into a confrontation with Iq Soq Xmajun than by taking advantage of Golias's sincere plea for help? Keshkwa: Trap or not, a confrontation suits me fine. If it's a show she wants, then we're happy to oblige. Serpent Captain: As for the where…she doubtless wishes to avoid attracting the attention of the Immortal Flames and the Amalj'aa. The Sagolii Desert, like as not. I will send word to Ul'dah, but in the meantime, I wish you every success.

Keshkwa: Another carcass… This was Iq Soq Xmajun's work. Didn't expect the trail to be this easy to pick up, but perhaps I should've. Keshkwa: All that's left now is to walk straight into the trap. No viper worth their salt ever shied away from danger, am I right?

Innocent Stork: Such grace, such power… Magnificence itself given form, worthy of awe. Alas, these mediocre distractions are a poor canvas for your art. Keshkwa: It's over, Innocent Stork! Innocent Stork: On the contrary… The main attraction is just beginning! Keshkwa: Golias! What've you done to him!? Innocent Stork: After his childish trick with the coded letter, I decided to let Iq Soq Xmajun punish him. An appetizer, if you will. Keshkwa: All the money and the privilege in the world, and this is how you choose to use it. Killing for the sake of killing… Keshkwa: You're no better than a tural vidraal. A monster that deserves to die! Innocent Stork: A flattering comparison, though you seem to be forgetting the literal monster that stands before you. Innocent Stork: Iq Soq Xmajun! I've brought you fresh prey! Iq Soq Xmajun: …… Keshkwa: Oh, I haven't forgotten about you. A coward through and through, I knew, but one I thought had some pride. Guess I was wrong. Keshkwa: It's time. Iq Soq Xmajun is ours!

Innocent Stork: Iq Soq Xmajun! Give me a bloody spectacle! Innocent Stork: I would hate for this to end too quickly. Why not toy with them a little? Keshkwa: We can't afford any mistakes! Stay sharp, [NAME]! Keshkwa: Wait─what's that smell? Innocent Stork: Worthy foes indeed… Iq Soq Xmajun, the time for games is over! Innocent Stork: What was that!? Some underhanded tactic, no doubt… Innocent Stork: Is this the limit of your power!? Kill them! Now! Keshkwa: Heh! Nothing to it! Keshkwa: Something's wrong with Iq Soq Xmajun. Don't tell me… Innocent Stork: Move, you great brute, move! Keshkwa: That's it! Innocent Stork's made a huge mistake!

Innocent Stork: Is this all you're capable of!? Innocent Stork: Are you not satisfied with the prey I have provided? You'll have all that you want and more, but only if you obey! Kill them! Kill them now! I demand it! Keshkwa: This ain't the Iq Soq Xmajun I know, and I reckon Innocent Stork is the reason why. Keshkwa: I can smell the wildgrass on her. A less potent mixture than the one we doled out before─just enough to keep Iq Soq Xmajun at arm's length. Keshkwa: But even that's too much for the vidraal's senses. That's why it's addled and can't think straight. Keshkwa: Even so, she's made a fool's bet… Keshkwa: Iq Soq Xmajun's only tolerated Innocent Stork and her shenanigans to sate its own bloodlust. Keshkwa: Two apex predators can't make nice forever… Golias: Ungh… I'm not…done with you yet… Innocent Stork: Golias… You stubborn worm! Innocent Stork: What!? Keshkwa: Hmph. Maybe now it can concentrate on the fight. Keshkwa: All right, [NAME]. Give it everything you've got!

Keshkwa: Looks like it's through messing around. Keep it together! Lieutenant Golias: It's acting strangely! Be careful! Keshkwa: That packed a punch! Keshkwa: Godsdammit… This ain't over, not by a long shot! Lieutenant Golias: Look out! Keshkwa: [NAME]! You alright? Lieutenant Golias: The wings! They accumulate aether before the beast strikes! Keshkwa: Golias is right. When it spreads its wings, get ready for a huge attack! Keshkwa: C'mon! Together, now! Keshkwa: Go for the wings! Keep it pinned down! Keshkwa: You did it! Now for the other wing! Lieutenant Golias: It felt that one! Keshkwa: That did the trick! Lieutenant Golias: Excellent teamwork! Keshkwa: Don't hold back! It won't escape me again! Keshkwa: Still got some fight left, huh? Keshkwa: Over here, quick!

Keshkwa: O restless beast, may you find peace in death. As the serpent sheds its skin, relinquish this husk, that you may rise again to greet a new dawn… Golias: Innocent Stork genuinely believed that she could bend such a creature to her will. That arrogance cost her her life. Keshkwa: She never understood what she was dealing with, or afforded it proper respect. She took her “superiority” for granted…but the power she wielded to flaunt the laws of men was powerless against the natural order. Keshkwa: Golias, [NAME]… Thank you for everything. Keshkwa: Was a damn sight harder than I reckoned it'd be, but I've finally avenged my brother-in-arms and fulfilled my duty. Keshkwa: I can once again hold my head high.

Golias: The hunt is finished. All that remains is for me to face my punishment. Keshkwa: Iq Soq Xmajun might be dead, but we've still got a loose end or two to tie up. Keshkwa: You haven't told us yet why you led us on a merry chase for Innocent Stork. May as well come clean now. Golias: Well…when I was a young child, my merchant parents were slain by a wild creature on their travels. Golias: I meant what I said at Fallgourd when I told you I swore to save others from a similar fate. That's why I joined the Twin Adders. Golias: And then I met Innocent Stork, who explained with great enthusiasm that she shared my desire to protect others by bringing these beasts to heel. I thought I had found a kindred spirit… Golias: But I later realized she'd fed me nothing but lies. She used me to obtain information collected by the Twin Adders, all for the sake of identifying potential additions to her menagerie. Golias: I'd disclosed all manner of sensitive intelligence to her, believing it was in furtherance of her efforts to save lives. By the time I learned of her true intentions, it was too late. Golias: I confronted her─told her that I was going to inform my superiors. She smiled and laughed and said that she would unleash her fiends upon Gridania if I spoke a word─with some of her finest reserved specifically for my family… Keshkwa: I'm guessing it was Innocent Stork's idea to have you join the investigation into Iq Soq Xmajun. Golias: It was. There's no excuse for what I did. Allowing myself to become her pawn has led to so much needless suffering. Golias: Nothing I can say or do will ever be enough to earn your forgiveness. Whatever punishment awaits me, I shall accept it gladly. Keshkwa: Well, [NAME], what do you think? Keshkwa: I was thinking the same thing. It's up to them to decide his punishment, not us. Golias: Quite right. I will request that my superior meets us at Quarrymill, where I shall give a full account. Keshkwa: It's settled, then. Meet us there when you're ready.

Serpent Captain: I take it there is more to your report than the slaying of Iq Soq Xmajun? Golias: I appreciate you coming to see that justice is served.

Serpent Captain: As a soldier of the Twin Adders, your actions are inexcusable. Once I have made my report, expulsion will be the least of your worries. There will likely be a trial. Keshkwa: Where I come from, we don't take kindly to liars neither. Our word is our bond, and the violation of that trust demands punishment. Keshkwa: But I will say this─the lies he told were to protect the people of Gridania. Not only that, the actions he took contributed directly to the defeat and death of Iq Soq Xmajun. Keshkwa: I won't say the end justifies the means…but it's not nothing. Serpent Captain: Duly noted. Though I trust you understand that this consideration may not change the outcome. Keshkwa: Yessir. Ain't my place to tell you folks how to handle your business. I'm just a simple man who crossed the salt to kill a vidraal. Keshkwa: But if Golias isn't stuck in a cell for the foreseeable future, I got something he can help me with. Keshkwa: Y'see, now that my business here's concluded, it's high time I made my way home. Trouble is, passage back is more than I can presently afford. I'm gonna need to put in some work, and I reckon Golias could help me find clients in need of a viper's skills. Serpent Captain: For a simple man who knows better than to tell us how to handle our business, you've struck upon an intriguing solution. Keshkwa: Well, I have spent a fair bit of time in the company of a silver-tongued someone. Serpent Captain: Golias, your conduct cannot easily be forgiven. Even so, it must be acknowledged that you played a vital role in the slaying of Iq Soq Xmajun. Serpent Captain: Swear to never again stray from the path of righteousness, and no charges will be brought against you. Moreover, I will accept your voluntary resignation, as you did previously request. Serpent Captain: With this arrangement, you may yet pursue your dream of defending the innocent from nature's most deadly threats, in your capacity as Keshkwa's assistant. What say you? Golias: I shall do as you ask, you have my word! Though I will bear the shame of my misdeeds as long as I live, I shall endeavor to redeem myself through service to the people. Keshkwa: You can start by finding me some beasties to slay! Keshkwa: Well, seems like I'll be sticking around Eorzea a while longer. In the meantime, you're sure to find clients of your own. I reckon this continent's more than big enough for the both of us! Keshkwa: Wherever there are folks in need of a viper, that's where we'll be.

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