Ghimthota, a captain of the watch at the Moraby Drydocks, wishes your aid in dealing with potential intruders.
Ghimthota: I am concerned, Meredith. It appears that the pirates I had you investigate are on the move.
Ghimthota: They creep ever closer to the Drydocks, so I must assume they mean to target the Victory herself.
Ghimthota: That ship is the symbol of everything Limsa Lominsa strives to become, and I will not allow these base scoundrels to lay a single finger upon her hull.
Ghimthota: We must apprehend them before they put their plans into motion! And you, Meredith, are just the woman to do it.
Ghimthota: Without your capable assistance, I fear the security of the Drydocks cannot be guaranteed.
Ghimthota: Not moments ago, my guards submitted reports of suspicious activity in the area. Pray begin your efforts by listening to one of their accounts firsthand.
Ghimthota: It matters not whom you choose to speak with, but be sure to question either Urswyrst at the front gate or C’nangho at the rear.
Ghimthota: Any suspect saboteurs you encounter during the course of your investigation are to be interrogated. Report any and all findings directly to me.
C’nangho: Hail, adventurer. Glad to have another hand aboard to help shore up security.
C’nangho: The gods know our reports would sit on Ghimthota’s desk gathering dust if it weren’t for the assistance of those such as yourself.
C’nangho: Speaking of reports, though, I saw one of those mangy pirates lurking around the cliff near Empty Heart. I’d take a closer look before he has a chance to cover his tracks.
Shifty-eyed Sailor: Bah, spotted me, did ye? Well, yer too late─what’s to ‘appen is already ‘appenin’.
Ghimthota: So, you found me one of those pirates, did you?
Ghimthota: I knew you were the right adventurer to ask for aid.
Ghimthota: But what could these knaves be planning? “What’s to happen is already happening”…?
Storm Soldier: Captain! Ungh… Trouble…at the shipyard… (pant)
Ghimthota: Easy now, soldier. Who did this to you?
Storm Soldier: (pant) Pirates… Out of nowhere… (cough) Stuck me good…
Ghimthota: Gods below, we are not prepared for this!
Ghimthota: The pirates, soldier, how many do they number?
Storm Soldier: Not sure… More than I could quickly count… Seemed to be carrying…explosives…
Ghimthota: Explosives!? Then there is no time to lose!
Ghimthota: Meredith, you heard the situation. Make your way to the shipyard and engage these intruders!
Ghimthota: I will see to this man’s wounds, then follow after.
Ghimthota: Make haste, now!
Ahtzapfyn: Gahahaha! Never reckoned it’d be this easy! Still don’t trust those slimy bastards, but their plan worked like a charm!
Ahtbyrm: Da! What are you doing, you great bloody fool!?
Ahtzapfyn: Shut yer trap, boy.
Ahtzapfyn: This’ll all be over soon. All that’s left now is to blow this ugly pile o’ driftwood into splinters.
Ahtbyrm: Why would you do such a thing!? Have you any idea how important this ship is? What it represents?
Ahtzapfyn: Aye, an’ that’s what makes it all the sweeter! Whatever it takes to knock some sense into me treacherous, backstabbin’ son!
Ahtzapfyn: Imagine, a boy o’ mine givin’ up the pirate life to become a shipwright! An’ buildin’ a bleedin’ Maelstrom vessel at that! What under Llymlaen’s wide, green ocean made ye take up with these self-righteous shites!?
Ahtbyrm: You’re the one with no bloody sense, Da! Don’t you see? The pirates had their glory days, but that era is over!
Ghimthota: Ah! I wondered why Ahtbyrm never spoke of his father. I never would have thought…
Ahtzapfyn: This ship’s a symbol alright─of everythin’ what went wrong with the world. An’ I mean to shatter it into a hunnerd thousand pieces!
Ahtbyrm: Ghimthota! Meredith! Pray beat the tar out of this bloated sea slug, and make sure no harm comes to the Victory!
Ahtzapfyn: I…I must be gettin’ old, lettin’ some green ‘venturer get the best o’ me.
Ahtbyrm: Da…
Ahtzapfyn: (cough) That’s one big bloody ship. Big…an’ nasty lookin’. Ye made that, did ye…?
Ahtbyrm: My thanks, Meredith. I shudder to think what may have become of the Victory without your intervention.
Ahtbyrm: (sigh) The pirates have made a right mess of things─I’d best get to sorting out the docks.
Ahtbyrm: …And my thoughts could use some sorting out as well. Ever did my father have a way of turning my life upside down.
Ahtbyrm: Pray convey my thanks─and my apologies─to Ghimthota.
Ghimthota: How fare you, Meredith? I cannot begin to thank you for the role you played in preventing this madness.
Ghimthota: You defended more than a simple ship─you saved the budding hope of Limsa Lominsa from a violent demise. The day was yours.
Ghimthota: It seems our security regimen will require much in the way of improvement if we are to truly keep the Drydocks safe.
Ghimthota: …Ahtbyrm apologizes? Well, I suppose I can understand why he would feel responsible for his father’s actions. Of all those involved, this incident was hardest on him.
Ghimthota: But, in time, I believe he will come to a single conclusion: the most fitting way of moving past his anguish is to see the Victory completed and in the water.
Ghimthota: Ah, by the by, the pirates we defeated have been handed over to the Yellowjackets. Reyner’s men will be taking over the investigation.
Ghimthota: Before the Yellowjackets moved in, however, we recovered a most unusual object. Should you have the time to spare, I would ask of you another favor…
Keishinrei 