hello my fellow ffxiv players. i want to finish eureka before dawntrail for krile but i must ask: how the hell do you do it without being in agony and pain. i finished anemos and it wasnt too bad but pagos just makes me want to explode i dont know why it feels so much more grindy??
Pagos is consistently the biggest pain point in progressing through Eureka, and that has a lot to do with how most of the FATEs, objectives, and interesting locales are all in the northern half of the map... where everything vastly outlevels someone who just arrived.
Some Eureka tips that are especially helpful for Pagos:
1. ffxiv-eureka.com is your friend. Particularly the area maps, which will show you where the objectives and aetherytes are, what level you need to be at before trying for them, what levels and elements the various mobs are (and what special features they might have, e.g. spawning at night or being sound aggro only).
2. Prioritize any FATEs you can actually reach, barring perhaps the Bunny fates (which aren't as big an XP boost as NMs). When you first phase into the instance, ask in /shout chat whether there's a tracker up. Grab the URL or code and pull it up in browser using the aforementioned site. This will help you know where to be and when to hit as many NMs as possible without trekking into high level areas prematurely. Especially important because you have to walk past dragons and that takes time.
3. While FATEs are unavailable, complete your Eureka weekly challenge logs! These are the quickest bursts of XP you can earn outside of NM Fates. There are three sets of two logs each for elemental-specific enemies, a set of two logs for sprites, and a set of two logs for night-only enemies. Make sure to read the requirements carefully! Some of these require the enemy to be at your level or lower, and some require the enemy to be at your level or higher.
4. When your challenge logs are done and FATEs are unavailable, you can, if you wish to level up faster, grind during downtime using Chain Bonus. This is a mechanic carried over from FFXI and it's surprisingly fast. We're trained by most of FFXIV to not expect significant XP from random mobs sans log bonuses, but that doesn't hold true with Eureka. Here's how to do this: Find a pack of identical non-FATE mobs about two levels higher than you; switch your magia board to their weakness; pull and kill one mob at a time while sustaining yourself (certain jobs recommended, I find tanks and melee dps work best for Bloodbath and mit CDs but this is still doable with casters and Eureka potions); continue until your Chain Bonus maxes out and resets. Every time you successfully max out and reset the Chain Bonus, you'll get a substantial chunk of XP provided the mobs were a couple levels higher than you.
5. Do all your objectives as you reach the appopriate levels and grab that northwest aetheryte as soon as you qualify for it. This is a huge part of getting you away from the grind because it opens up the one-fourth of the map that is the northwest to you for quick access to NM FATEs. You'll have to wait longer for the northeast.
FFxiv 30 Day Writing Challenge
SEPTEMBER 1st - 30th, 2023
Welcome to YEAR 7 of our annual FFxiv 30 Day Writing Challenge, folks!
Last year we had 11,165 total entries! Which brings us to a total of 42,947 unique written entries over the last 6 years. That is just incredible! And something that I think that we should be super proud of as a creative fan community.
Whether you're new to the FFxivWrite community or a 6-year writing challenge veteran, if you'd like to give perfectionism in your creative writing process a swift kick in the butt, then this challenge was designed for you!
More info is below the cut~
Here’s the gist:
Runs from September 1st - 30th, 2023. During that timeframe:
Visit sea-wolf-coast-to-coast once a day at 12:00pm (noon) PDT for the prompt of the day. Convert to your timezone accordingly. All prompts will be one word or brief phrase that you can interpret however you please.
You have 24 hours to write something for that prompt.
Submit the link to your entry post via this Google Form:
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There are no length or skill requirements (short & sweet is fine!).
There will be no 24-hour deadlines for the first week, September 1st - 7th. The deadline will go into effect on September 8th at 11:59am PDT.
Makeup/extra credit days every Sunday.
Every entry posted within its 24-hour deadline will count toward a participation prize raffle at the end.
You can join any time with any prompt #! There’s no need for latecomers to start with prompt #1. Picking up with the most recent prompt is A OK.
If you’re an artist and you would like to volunteer to do a simple black & white illustration as a participation prize at the end of this challenge, you can volunteer here!
RULES & MORE INFO can be found here:
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Rules & Info || Prompt List || #FFxivWrite2023 || kofi
you need to have the kind of soul usually reserved for monks to be able to hop on a game you have hundreds of hours on that you've been playing for years, suck ass at it, and not want to jump into the sun or get mad in chat at some 13 year old who downloaded the game last night and is already better than you . there are many others who live like me. join us
Marcia wyr Agrippina was running out of royalty. The Senaculum Imperialis was overrun and blood filled the hallways. She dragged Claudius yae Tiberius over the corpse of his aunt and shoved him behind the podium of the speaker. The battle was getting quieter. That meant nothing good. Magitek didn't scream in pain or victory.
"Stay here," she said as he crawled into the alcove behind the cold iron stand where once the laws of the empire had been laid down. Now the senate chamber was just another place for the citizens of the empire to die. Rows and rows of seats left empty, save for one near the back where another former prince lay strewn open and steaming.
It was the duty of the Royal Guard to protect the royal family, and they were failing miserably. Where was Nerva, the rightful Emperor? He'd disappeared long before they'd left the ruins of the Palatium Novum. Gone during the civil war which had wracked the city and decimated their numbers. Last she'd know there were five members of the Royal Guard left; at least the ones following Nerva zos Galvus.
Zos. The Emperor.
She looked down at the cowering child. How old was he? She couldn't even remember. But he had just been Claudius wyr Tiberius an hour ago. Before the magitek came. Since then she'd seen the title change a dozen times. Wyr became Yae. Yae became dead and replaced yet another Wyr. This boy, what was he, third cousin of Nerva? A grand nephew maybe? He was now next in line for the throne. He was the most important thing on this whole planet. He was the power to shape the future.
She turned and adjusted her grip on her axe as the machine came ripping through the doors into the chamber. Its treaded legs smashed the corpse of her former prince, and Marcia charged forward through the chaos of the chamber of law. Did this model have flame throwers? Missile launchers? Perhaps an energy beam as well. Did it belong to the 1st Legion or her 3rd? Did it matter? All the safeties had been turned off so they could attack their own people in the war. It was death was what it was.
A pair of guns atop the metal arachnid opened up and she rolled behind a row of senate seats. The high caliber rounds tore through them as if they weren't there and one punched into the armor above her shoulder. It didn't penetrate, but the ricochet clipped her across the cheek and sprayed blood into her eye. Concealment is not cover she told herself as she got to her feet and kept running. The machine tracked her with glowing red lenses scattered across its chassis, and she heard a whump whump whump as smoke billowed up around it in vertical plumes. It did have missiles.
Marcia changed directions, planting a foot on the back of one of the chairs and propelling herself through the air towards the machine. The warheads hit the balcony gallery before they had a chance to come back down on top of her. Detonations sent debris falling all around and on top of the machine, fouling the aim of its guns even as the force of the explosions slammed her belly first back onto the ground.
She had no breath. Her ears were ringing and the room spun like a top. But the machine was still there. Claudius was still there. And she was between them.
With the silence of empty lungs she tore herself from the ground using her axe as leverage and charged. The machine raised a leg dripping with royal blood to smash her flat. Somehow her power armor found one last drop of ceruleum in its empty tank. Magitek servos whirred. The jets on the back of her axe sputtered and ignited. The leg came down as she roared upward.
The impact tore the machine's leg from its body. It scrambled its other limbs to compensate, but Marcia's axe fell again. Armor crumpled. Lenses shattered. She hit it again and again even as her body finally remembered how to breathe once more. She hit it to save the empire. She smashed it to save the world.
When it was over sparks flew from severed wires and ceruleum leaked from broken gaskets. It was as much of a mess as the royal family was. Worse. Because Claudius still lived.
"Agrippina!" She turned then and saw him running towards her. A slasher was on his heels. Who had designed such a thing? A machine made of speed and blades whose only purpose was brutal, bloody death? What world did they live in where such a thing had seemed, at one time, to be the answer to a problem? She ran towards him. Her armor was sluggish. Her axe was heavy. But she could make it; just barely.
Then she saw it again. The title prepared to jump. It was like it was staring at her, poised like some vicious animal scrambling for its own survival. A parasite that needed a host. And she saw herself. Marcia yae Agrippina. No. Marcia zos Agrippina. The daughter of a noble so obscure there’d been debate over whether to even grant her a Wyr. Under her leadership the Empire would grow strong again; its enemies crushed before a tide of steel and ceruleum. Her stomach growled. She was hungry.
There was almost no hesitation as she ran. Almost no pause as she swung her axe as hard as she could. And she destroyed the slasher even as Claudius's final scream still echoed in the senate chamber.
Once there had been a Republic. In this room they debated the best course of action for Garlemald and its people. They argued over taxes, infrastructure, and social welfare. They bickered and played games; lied, cheated and stole. But they ruled. Then came Solus zos Galvus. The Emperor himself. He silenced them and pushed them aside to bring the empire to greatness. To where it was today.
To ruin.
Marcia oen Agrippina shouldered her axe and took her first step over the corpse of the last prince of Garlemald. The royal family was dead. But at least the Senaculum Imperialis could be rebuilt.
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