Sheltering Doubt/Plot Details

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Sheltering Doubt (pt.1) - Tavnazian Safehold
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Chapter 4: The Cradles of Children Lost Prishe: Phew... It's good to be back home! Prishe: What's with the long faces? I'm back! Break out the brew and grub! Ulmia: ...? Something is amiss, Prishe... Justinius: Prishe! Ulmia! You are all right! Prishe: What's going on here, Justinius? Did anything happen while I was gone? Justinius: Well... Despachiaire: Prishe, Ulmia. Please come with me. There is something we must speak of. Ulmia: Granpere...	This article is missing a video of the battle, mission, or quest. You can help by adding it.
Sheltering Doubt (pt.2) - Tavnazian Safehold
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Despachiaire: Ah, Player name. Welcome back to the safehold. Despachiaire: This may sound odd, but on behalf of the residents of Tavnazia, I would like to thank you. Despachiaire: Were it not for your arrival on this island, we would have more than likely been trapped here until our deaths--our existence unknown to those back on the mainland. Despachiaire: And to think that I would be reunited once again with my granddaughter... There is nothing I could say or do that could express my gratitude. Tenzen: May I enter? Despachiaire: Why, if it is not a messenger from the Far East. You must be exhausted from your long journey. Despachiaire: Welcome to our humble town. My name is Despachiaire, Ulmia's grandfather. Tenzen: I thank you for your warm welcome. Tenzen, at your service. Tenzen: I traveled across the seas to Jeuno in hopes of meeting Lord Bahamut. While there, I was fortunate enough to make acquaintances with both Ulmia and Prishe. Tenzen: However, my mission is not yet complete. I request permission to leave the safehold so that I may continue my journey in search of the conqueror of the skies. Despachiaire: I see. So you wish to speak with Bahamut... Despachiaire: I apologize, but I must ask you to refrain from visiting the avatar at the moment. Despachiaire: Bahamut has built a nest but a few malms from this safehold. If anyone or anything were to disturb him, the results could be catastrophic for Tavnazia. Despachiaire: The diplomat from Jeuno, Nag'molada, should be returning from the Sacrarium shortly. Despachiaire: I request that you accompany him on his journey to Bahamut's lair. Despachiaire: Until then, feel free to rest within our city's walls. We shall try our best to meet any of your needs. Tenzen: A diplomat from Jeuno...? Understood. I shall wait here until he arrives. Tenzen: ...Sir Despachiaire, may I ask why I am not allowed to speak with Lady Prishe? Tenzen: There is something I must ask her. However, when I attempted to enter her room, she became upset and sent me away. Despachiaire: I apologize for her actions. While it may not show, Prishe is cursed by a terrible sickness. Despachiaire: I wish she would stay in the safehold and rest, but that personality of hers will not let her do so. I am amazed her body holds at all... Despachiaire: Now that Nag'molada has promised the revival of trade talks with Jeuno, Tavnazia needs Prishe to be healthy. Tenzen: I see... I did not know that the situation was so grave--did you, Player name? Tenzen: Sir Despachiaire, I will comply with your request regarding my journey to Bahamut. Please inform me when the diplomat has returned and further arrangements have been made. Tenzen: This is not good, Player name. I must meet with Bahamut before Jeuno dispatches its army. Tenzen: However, my hands are tied unless I can find Ulmia and speak with Lady Prishe.
Sheltering Doubt (pt.3) - Tavnazian Safehold
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Justinius: It is thanks to Prishe that our nation has grown strong over the past twenty years. Without her, we would not be where we are today. Justinius: Her presence is a special one--a miracle bestowed upon us by the Dawn Goddess. However, there are now rumors that the miracle is about to fade... What will become of Tavnazia...? Justinius: You are looking for Ulmia? She probably went down to the coast. I must say, it is quite uncommon for her to argue with her grandfather like she did earlier...	This article is missing a video of the battle, mission, or quest. You can help by adding it.
Sheltering Doubt - Misareaux Coast
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Ulmia: Player name? You were looking for me? Ulmia: Forgive me; I knew not what to do. Ulmia: In times such as this, I come here to sing. Ulmia: Listen... This wind can carry your thoughts and dreams. Ulmia: It will rise up into the boundless sky and soar over the ocean, echoing across the entire world... Ulmia: Gentle Altana will hear your supplication and bestow her blessings upon you. Ulmia: When I was but a young girl, I came here to whisper a prayer to the Goddess. And truly it was answered. ???: What's the matter with you? Prishe: What are you so worked up about? Prishe: You're so full of angst, I could hear your thoughts from malms away! Ulmia: !? Prishe: You don't have to say a thing. Prishe: Let's see now... Prishe: Huh? You didn't make it into the choir? Prishe: You were too nervous to sing in front of everyone? Unbelievable. Prishe: I guess I can understand why you'd wanna join the cathedral choir. You get to wear those pretty clothes, and every meal is a feast! Prishe: But it's not the end of the world, you know! Ulmia: ...!? Prishe: Listen to me. You might be too young to realize it, but this world is one damn big place! Prishe: Lemme put it this way. Prishe: The world stretches away to the right... Prishe: And the world stretches away to the left... Prishe: Combined with the world above and the world below... Prishe: That's a whole lotta world around you! Prishe: Do you get it? This marquisate you live in is just one part of the Tavnazian Archipelago, which is just one part of the world of Vana'diel... Prishe: The world of Ulmia is just one tiny little corner of all that! Prishe: But I guess your dream of singing in the choir is over. Prishe: And so is your parents' dream that you enter the world... Prishe: But the world where you can sing can still exist in Vana'diel! Prishe: Do you see!? C'mon, let's hear you sing! Let's make that world right here! ???: Prishe, you've snuck out of the cathedral again... Prishe: Cardinal Mildaurion! Prishe: See you around, Ulmia! Ulmia: Thanks to Prishe, my wish was granted and I was able to join the choir. Ulmia: That was when I learned she was the "abhorrent one" who had long been connected with the Tavnazian Cathedral. Ulmia: I also discovered that the power she was born from should be reviled--not Prishe herself. Ulmia: However... That was not the only time that Prishe was to help me. Ulmia: When we were swept up in the storm of war... Were it not for her power, I doubt we would have survived the terrible fate that befell our city. Ulmia: What she accomplished was nothing short of a miracle. Ulmia: As you are no doubt aware, while we were on the mainland, a plea for aid to Jeuno was made with Nag'molada's assistance. Ulmia: The eyes of the people of Tavnazia were shining so very brightly. Just as they did that time...when Prishe was still called the abhorrent one... Ulmia: Dawn Goddess, bless me with your wisdom. We need your guidance in choosing the right path of action. Ulmia: What must I do? Is Prishe truly deserving of such revilement? Ulmia: I wish to save her, but in doing so do I damn myself!? Surely such an act can be forgiven? Ulmia: Oh my!? Ulmia: Bahamut, one of the terrestrial avatars... Could Bahamut be the one to answer my questions...? Ulmia: Player name, I will go to meet with him. Ulmia: Would you accompany me on my journey? We go to Monarch Linn, the home of Bahamut.