A letter delivered to Tuliyollal under the seal of the Students of Baldesion, approximately two years after the fall of Dalamud -
To the Dawnservant, Gulool Ja Ja -
Pray forgive me the nature of this letter, couched as it is in indirect language. These is certain information contained within that I cannot risk falling into the wrong hands, or indeed any hands at all save your own. I would prefer to speak to you in person, given the choice, but such is simply not feasible at this time. Please also forgive me any grammatical inclarities; the Eorzean tongue is no more my native one than it is yours.
Pleasantries aside, this is - as you might have guessed based upon the sending address - regarding the matter of the Golden City which lies at the depths of the world. Galuf was kind enough to allow me to send it under his order's seal after I discussed with him certain matters pertaining to his granddaughter's homeland; I am not a member of the Students, nor indeed of any Sharlayan order.
My name is Aodhan, of the tribe of viera in Meracydia known as the Feol. Nominally, I am come to Eorzea as an emissary and a scholar of aetherology to investigate the fall of Dalamud and the surrounding events (of which I am sure you have by now heard). However, it is more proper to say that I am a researcher of other worlds and related subjects, including teleportation magicks, the flow of aether which Sharlayan calls the aetherial sea, and the ability known as the Echo, which allows one touched by it to see sights otherwise impossible to see within the flow of time.
I will not delay the point. You are without doubt aware of your own mortality and preparing for the matter of your succession even now. Your timeline is thus: The Head of Reason shall fall into a sleep from which he shall not wake in approximately six years' time, leaving the Head of Resolve alone to arrange the planned contest. In a total of nine years from now, the Rite of Succession shall take place, involving your three children and a pair of blessed siblings from Mamook as an outside challenger.
This concludes in both your desired outcome and a conflict of great tragedy and loss of life, for reasons related to the power behind the gate to the Golden City. One contender - and should I say that he is of particularly martial mind and unsympathetic nature, I believe you will have your suspicions as to which - takes losing poorly and steals a certain relic which is within your keeping to obtain its power and wage war upon the people of Tuliyollal. The power which lies on the far side of that gate - an entity in the form of a woman known as Queen Sphene, as in the gemstone - ultimately seeks a source of living aether upon which to gorge for the sustanance of a system designed to defy death. She is incapable of being dissuaded from this course; she is not human and capable of such agency as you and I possess.
To that end, I advise the following measures for the time being:
- The relic in question should be hidden in a more secure location, disassociated from the gate and your old friend who serves as gatekeeper. - Said gatekeeper should move the aspect of his charge which he keeps in his home to a more secure, external location.
I have included what I can recall of a list of crops that will grow to a satisfactory degree in Mamook's environment. This should lessen the burdens of the people there, and in turn, the pressure upon their chosen candidate. Unfortunately, a number of them are native to regions which are currently under the control of the Garlean Empire, and will be difficult to procure. The indicated livestock may be easier to obtain, though it will likely involve complex negotiations with the Sharlayan Forum, for which you have my apologies.
I would dearly like to meet in person in order to discuss further, and I can only hope that I have roused your curiosity enough to propose a meeting outright. I have the ability to reach Tural in approximately a half year from the date of this letter, which should allow for plenty of time for correspondence to make its way to you and back to Sharlayan. If you are amenable, the only requirement of my travel method is a large enough open space for at least another person of your size; I will be accompanied by a representative of Thavnair who requires such accomodations. I leave the precise matters of location and time in your hands.
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To the Dawnservant, Gulool Ja Ja -
Pray forgive me the nature of this letter, couched as it is in indirect language. These is certain information contained within that I cannot risk falling into the wrong hands, or indeed any hands at all save your own. I would prefer to speak to you in person, given the choice, but such is simply not feasible at this time. Please also forgive me any grammatical inclarities; the Eorzean tongue is no more my native one than it is yours.
Pleasantries aside, this is - as you might have guessed based upon the sending address - regarding the matter of the Golden City which lies at the depths of the world. Galuf was kind enough to allow me to send it under his order's seal after I discussed with him certain matters pertaining to his granddaughter's homeland; I am not a member of the Students, nor indeed of any Sharlayan order.
My name is Aodhan, of the tribe of viera in Meracydia known as the Feol. Nominally, I am come to Eorzea as an emissary and a scholar of aetherology to investigate the fall of Dalamud and the surrounding events (of which I am sure you have by now heard). However, it is more proper to say that I am a researcher of other worlds and related subjects, including teleportation magicks, the flow of aether which Sharlayan calls the aetherial sea, and the ability known as the Echo, which allows one touched by it to see sights otherwise impossible to see within the flow of time.
I will not delay the point. You are without doubt aware of your own mortality and preparing for the matter of your succession even now. Your timeline is thus: The Head of Reason shall fall into a sleep from which he shall not wake in approximately six years' time, leaving the Head of Resolve alone to arrange the planned contest. In a total of nine years from now, the Rite of Succession shall take place, involving your three children and a pair of blessed siblings from Mamook as an outside challenger.
This concludes in both your desired outcome and a conflict of great tragedy and loss of life, for reasons related to the power behind the gate to the Golden City. One contender - and should I say that he is of particularly martial mind and unsympathetic nature, I believe you will have your suspicions as to which - takes losing poorly and steals a certain relic which is within your keeping to obtain its power and wage war upon the people of Tuliyollal. The power which lies on the far side of that gate - an entity in the form of a woman known as Queen Sphene, as in the gemstone - ultimately seeks a source of living aether upon which to gorge for the sustanance of a system designed to defy death. She is incapable of being dissuaded from this course; she is not human and capable of such agency as you and I possess.
To that end, I advise the following measures for the time being:
- The relic in question should be hidden in a more secure location, disassociated from the gate and your old friend who serves as gatekeeper.
- Said gatekeeper should move the aspect of his charge which he keeps in his home to a more secure, external location.
I have included what I can recall of a list of crops that will grow to a satisfactory degree in Mamook's environment. This should lessen the burdens of the people there, and in turn, the pressure upon their chosen candidate. Unfortunately, a number of them are native to regions which are currently under the control of the Garlean Empire, and will be difficult to procure. The indicated livestock may be easier to obtain, though it will likely involve complex negotiations with the Sharlayan Forum, for which you have my apologies.
I would dearly like to meet in person in order to discuss further, and I can only hope that I have roused your curiosity enough to propose a meeting outright. I have the ability to reach Tural in approximately a half year from the date of this letter, which should allow for plenty of time for correspondence to make its way to you and back to Sharlayan. If you are amenable, the only requirement of my travel method is a large enough open space for at least another person of your size; I will be accompanied by a representative of Thavnair who requires such accomodations. I leave the precise matters of location and time in your hands.
Awaiting your reply with great anticipation,
Aodhan sehn Feolthan
Azem of the Seventh Star