Luquelot appears to be in need of assistance.
Luquelot: My thanks for your kindness earlier. I hate to impose again, but I have need of your assistance in another matter─one of grave import, I fear.
Luquelot: Of late, I have noticed that Ixali dirigibles have been appearing over the Twelveswood with increasing regularity. The frequency, however, does not bother me near so much as where they choose to fly─the patch of sky directly above the Guardian Tree.
Luquelot: The tree is a sacred site, or so I was given to believe when first I came to Gridania, and thus I naturally assumed that the elementals would not suffer the Ixal to profane it. Yet the birdmen have been coming and going as they please, with nary a sign of protest from the guardians of the Twelveswood.
Luquelot: And it was that which set me to thinking… Ever since the appearance of the much-talked-about “suspicious individual,” many and more strange things have been occurring in the forest. Could it be that he did something to the elementals?
Luquelot: In case it proved useful, I have committed the details of my sightings to parchment, and would ask that you deliver the document to Mother Miounne.
Luquelot: Please make all haste─I have an irrepressible feeling that something terrible is about to happen.
Luquelot: Have I mentioned that Leia’s egg has hatched? We have yet to settle on a name, but the chick is healthy, spirited, and incurably inquisitive. She will receive the finest care, and shall one day grow into an exceptional chocobo.
Mother Miounne: Hello there, Mortimer. Word of your tireless efforts at Bentbranch Meadows has reached my ears. The folk there have naught but the highest praise for you!
Mother Miounne: You certainly have a knack for making Mother proud.
Mother Miounne: Keep up the good work, you hear?
Mother Miounne: Hm? A letter…from Luquelot?
Mother Miounne: I haven’t the slightest inkling what this could be about…
Mother Miounne: Gods be good…
Mother Miounne: I have a mission for you, Mortimer. Suffice it to say, it is urgent.
Mother Miounne: I fear it may also prove dangerous, however, so you must be prepared.
Mother Miounne: Make what arrangements you can, and report back to me the moment you are ready.
Keishinrei 