Sweet Dreams Are Made of Peace

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Guydelot is keenly waiting to see how the Order of the Twin Adder will move.

Quest description

Sweet Dreams Are Made of Peace is a Quest in Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn.

Journal[]

The Order of the Twin Adder has made its will known: they refuse to negotiate with Nourval, effectively abandoning Sanson to his fate. As Guydelot lets vent his fury at the heartless decision, Commander Heuloix emerges as an ally, revealing that he has already recruited the aid of Gridania's martial guilds for Sanson's rescue. Speak with Luciane and Ywain at the Archers' and Lancers' Guilds respectively, and inform them that the mission will soon commence.
Both the archers and the lancers are ready to strike out. Take word back to Commander Heuloix at the Adders' Nest.
In urgent tones, Commander Heuloix informs you that the Order of the Twin Adder has ascertained Nourval's hideout, and will soon deploy troops for an assault. Unless you get there first, Sanson is as good as dead. Make haste to the North Shroud, and join Guydelot at Alder Springs.
With help from your allies, you succeed in subduing Nourval and liberating Sanson. Rejoin your comrades in the North Shroud.
At first, Nourval clings to his hatred for Ala Mhigo, but confronted with the truth of his ancestors' hearts, he is forced to concede the error of his ways. Reaching out to his erstwhile captor, Sanson swears to see to it that Vainchelon's sacrifice is not forgotten. With the situation now under control, turn your attention to Sanson and ensure that he is well.
Thanking you for his preservation, Sanson declares his intent to make good on his promise to Nourval. Return with your comrades to Gridania, and seek out Commander Heuloix at the Adders' Nest.
Commander Heuloix listens intently as Sanson states his terms for surrendering Gylbarde's journal: when the time is right, the Order of the Twin Adder must release the truth of Vainchelon's death to the public. The commander promises to do all within his power to make it so, and encourages Sanson to rise through the ranks that he, too, might join his voice to the cause. While Guydelot keeps watch over his recovering chief, seek out Jehantel at his campsite west of Quarrymill, and report the conclusion of events.
Jehantel expresses his hopes that Nourval will find a new path─one that leads to peace in the world and in his heart. With you and yours leading the way, the ideals of peace and harmony may yet be restored to Vainchelon's line, made bolder still by a true remembrance of the past.

※The next bard quest will be available from Jehantel once you have met the following requirements:
※ You must have registered a product key for FINAL FANTASY XIV: Shadowbringers to your service account.
※ You must have completed the main scenario quest “Shadowbringers.”
※ You must have completed the role quest “Courage Born of Fear.”

Objectives[]

Speak with Luciane at the Archers' Guild.
Speak with Ywain at the Lancers' Guild.
Speak with Vorsaile Heuloix.
Rendezvous with Guydelot at Alder Springs.
Speak with Sanson.
Speak with Vorsaile Heuloix at the Adders' Nest.
Speak with Jehantel to the west of Quarrymill.

Script[]

Sweet Dreams Are Made of Peace script

Guydelot	Good timing, [Player Name]. Nourval's demands've just arrived at the Adders' Nest.
Guydelot	In exchange for Sanson's freedom, we're to release the contents of Gylbarde's journal to the public. Bastard won't be satisfied until all Gridanians hate all Ala Mhigans' guts.
Guydelot	The brass hats're deliberating a course of action as we speak. Not much we can do now but wait.

Vorsaile	Command has made its decision.
Vorsaile	You will not wish to hear this...but the order rejects Nourval's demands. He and his band are to be summarily eliminated.
Guydelot	What!? H-Hold on just a second! You won't even try to negotiate Sanson's release!?
Vorsaile	As a nation, we cannot bow to acts of intimidation; I'm afraid negotiation was never an option. And here I must repeat the order for you to relinquish the journal at once.

Guydelot	So what you're saying is, you're abandoning Sanson! You're gonna let him die!
Guydelot	Here's the great Vainchelon, hero to all Gridanians, but you won't even lend an ear to his descendant! Oh no, instead you choose the easy way out! Just kill everyone, even your own man! Wash away the bloody past with more blood!
Guydelot	Just to be clear, I ain't siding with Nourval─there's no excusing his method! But there's no excusing yours either! It's bullshite, that's what it is!
Vorsaile	Now, now, pray do not so be so quick to despair, for I was simply relaying the outcome of command's deliberation. A deliberation in which the Elder Seedseer had no part.
Vorsaile	As you say, Guydelot, the orders are “bullshite”─not the words I would have chosen, but you speak the truth nonetheless. And I, for one, have no intention of abiding by them.
Vorsaile	The decision was largely influenced by a small handful of our leadership, and not the boldest handful, if I may add. 'Tis plain from the fact that they did not think to bring the matter before the Elder Seedseer.
Vorsaile	Captain Smyth is a dear comrade; like you, I would spare no aid in any effort to rescue him. And I am pleased to say that we are not alone in this sentiment. As a matter of fact, I have already reached out to my lancer and archer acquaintances, and they stand ready to aid our cause.
Guydelot	Oho, now we're talking! There's still hope for the order if it has good blokes like you, Vorsie!
Vorsaile	...I would thank you not to call me that. Now, the order will move as soon as they ascertain the enemy's location, so time is of the essence. Guydelot, pray take word of these developments to Jehantel.
Vorsaile	Meanwhile, [Player Name]/ [Player Name]/[Player Name], I need you to bear word to the two guildmasters, Luciane and Ywain.
Vorsaile	Tell them that the time is nigh, and pray return here swiftly.

Vorsaile	Make haste and bear word to the two guildmasters, Luciane and Ywain. I shall pretend to go along with official orders, all the while gathering what intelligence I can.

Luciane	The time is nigh, then? Very well, we shall make ready to depart at once.
Luciane	When the call came, full many here offered their bows. There is not a soul here who knows not of you and Jehantel and Guydelot. Together, let us rescue Sanson.

Ywain	Aye, Vorsaile has briefed me on the situation. Sanson once trained in these very halls, and I should like to hear his excuse for being captured so easily.

Ywain	At any rate, you may count on our lances. That Sanson was one of our own is reason enough; this request comes from my longtime friend Vorsaile himself.

Ywain	At any rate, you may count on our lances. That Sanson was one of our own is reason enough; this request comes from both you and my longtime friend Vorsaile himself.

Luciane	Commander Vorsaile will send further instructions, aye? I shall see to it that we archers are ready to depart at a moment's notice.

Ywain	You may inform Vorsaile that the lancers stand ready. I've already handpicked those of our ranks who can keep their heads above unsettling truths.

Vorsaile	There you are, and not a moment too soon. Things have begun to move. Our scouts report that Nourval and his band have since returned to the Twelveswood.
Vorsaile	They have made their lair in the North Shroud, near the shards of Dalamud. Even as we speak, the order mobilizes a unit for an assault. We must be there ahead of them.
Vorsaile	Set out at once, and make first for Alder Springs; I shall instruct the others to join you there.
Vorsaile	I will remain here to stall our forces as long as I can. Godsspeed!

Luciane	We have received word. We shall strike out forthwith for Alder Springs.

Ywain	Focus on extricating Sanson. My lancers and I shall keep your way clear.

Vorsaile	Set out at once for Alder Springs; I shall instruct the others to join you there.

Guydelot	Whew, we're ahead of the Twin Adder crew. Let's keep it that way and get right to work.
Guydelot	Our guild friends will take down the sentries and secure the area. We're free to get close to Nourval and give him the thrashing he deserves.

Nourval	Well, well, I was not expecting you two. Here to deliver the Gridanians' answer, are we?
Guydelot	You wish, you craven whoreson! Whatever your demands are, it ain't got nothing to do with us!
Nourval	So you are acting alone. I thought you had some wits. Or do you care that little for your friend?
Guydelot	Kill Sanson before you get your answer, and all deals are off─everything you've worked for up in smoke. Or do you care that little for your goal?
Nourval	Hmph, mayhap you have some wits after all. But clever though your ploy may be, have you the strength to back it up?
Guydelot	Oh, don't you worry on that score. We're gonna knock you around so hard, all the scales will fall from your eyes.
Guydelot	And if that ain't enough to make you see clearly, I'll even slap in a song─something lively to wake you up from your misguided beliefs!

Nourval	Why!? Why do you not understand!? Why do you not see the Ala Mhigans for the filth they are!?
Guydelot	Let each spear be thrust for everlasting peace.♪ Let each arrow be loosed for the forest and the trees.♪ And the greatest rule of all, for all men to embrace:♪ Let each life be lived for smiles on every face.♪
Nourval	Th-That song... How do you know it!?
Guydelot	I learned it just recently, with a spot of help from Jehantel here. He showed me Vainchelon's grave, which I understand your family's been tending for generations.
Guydelot	The song was engraved on the headstone. It's a fine piece, and it ain't hard to see why your ancestor loved it.
Guydelot	Taking up arms that we might have peace, so the words go. Words that came from Vainchelon himself, as a matter of fact.
Guydelot	The Autumn War gave birth to a good many anthems, and a good many of 'em borrowed his words. Take a look, and you'll notice a recurring theme: peace and harmony.
Nourval	How dare you preach to me of my ancestor!? For generations, my family has sought justice for Lord Vainchelon! You couldn't possibly comprehend our pain!
Jehantel	Not us, perhaps, but I daresay your great-grandsire, Lord Landrenel, could comprehend it better than any man. He witnessed his own sire murdered before his eyes. He knew the painful truth, yet he chose to keep it a secret. Why was this, do you suppose?
Jehantel	It was because he knew that, above all else, his sire desired peace.
Jehantel	Had it been made known that their hero was struck down by treachery, ordinary Gridanians would not have been satisfied with protecting their homes. Nay, they would have demanded justice. They would have demanded blood.
Jehantel	The war would have raged on, leaving yet more death and destruction in its wake. And the peace that Lord Vainchelon dreamed of would have gone up in smoke. Knowing this, Lord Landrenel...
Nourval	Spare me your lies! Lord Vainchelon desired Ala Mhigo's destruction! You cannot tell me otherwise!
Jehantel	Tell me, young man, did it not strike you as odd that I knew of Lord Vainchelon's grave? That which your family has kept secret all these years? The explanation is simple: I had the honor of knowing Lord Landrenel.
Jehantel	Like you, he admired Lord Vainchelon and everything he stood for. And what he stood for, first of all, was peace and harmony. If you would honor both their memories, you would do well to honor these ideals.
Nourval	No... Th-This cannot be...
Nourval	My ancestors despised Ala Mhigans. Y-Yes, they all did. If not, everything I've labored for...all the blood and tears...have been for naught...
Sanson	I ask not that you forgive. But know that neither will we forget.
Sanson	When the time is right, I will see to it that all know of Lord Vainchelon's great sacrifice. This I swear in Nophica's name.

Sanson	I ask only that you believe, as your ancestors fervently did, in a brighter future─one of our own shaping, undarkened by shadows of the past.

Luciane	No thanks are necessary. That your friend is safe and well is reward enough.

Ywain	Nourval plainly inherited his ancestor's skill-at-arms. I pray that he will be given the chance to use his talents for good.

Vorsaile	Sanson is safe? Praise be to the Matron!

Guydelot	I sent the others back. We can deal with the rest ourselves.

Sanson	Worry not, [Player Name], I am quite well. Thanks to you and Guydelot, it ended with only a few cuts and bruises.
Sanson	But ere I may rest, I must see to one last task: making good on my promise to Nourval. Come, let us return to the Adders' Nest.

Sanson	My apologies for keeping you waiting, Commander. I have Gylbarde's journal with me, and I will surrender it on one condition.
Sanson	Once the veracity of the tome's contents is ascertained, the order must make the truth public knowledge when the time is right.
Vorsaile	On this we are of a mind, Captain Smyth. Not only will I relay your terms to our leaders, I will speak strongly in favor of them.
Vorsaile	But know that mine is but one voice, and more shall be needed if we are to strengthen our cause. As such, you must rise through the ranks swiftly to stand with me.
Sanson	S-Stand with you? I fear it will take me a while to attain that honor. To be fooled and taken captive so easily... I am still green as summer grass.
Vorsaile	'Tis true that the success of this mission is owed much to [Player Name]/ [Player Name]/[Player Name], and you would do well to give her/him your profuse thanks.
Vorsaile	However, I suggest that you also give yourself more credit. You may have much to learn, but you will learn them in good time. This time, you were faced with numerous trials, yet did you not accomplish your mission in spite of them?
Guydelot	Aye, listen to Vorsie! We came back with the tome─no one can say we didn't do our jobs!
Guydelot	Look at you─a bit of praise, and you're a stunned marmot? That won't do at all! If you're gonna shape the future of our nation, you're gonna have to shape up!
Sanson	You are right, Guydelot. From leading our unit to fulfilling my promise to Nourval, much rests upon my shoulders. Come what may, I will ever stand tall and forge on.
Sanson	[Player Name], I must needs go to file my report, but ere I leave, allow me to offer you my heartfelt thanks. Not only for your invaluable aid, but for being an example to me.
Sanson	By following your lead, I shall strive to become the best leader I can be, that my unit's song might one day serve to rouse all Gridania!
Guydelot	And off he goes. Good that he's hale and hearty, at any rate.
Guydelot	I'll stick with Sanson for a while, make sure he don't tear open any stitches. In the meantime, would you go and let Jehantel know we're returned? I'll be along myself soon enough.
Guydelot	But speaking of the old man, to think that he knew Vainchelon's son! You don't get to that age and not rub shoulders with a legend or two, eh?

Vorsaile	My regards to Jehantel. And...I would thank you not to take up the habit of calling me “Vorsie.” Ahem.

Jehantel	...I see. My thanks for bearing word. Though Sanson and Guydelot may not have endeared themselves to the Twin Adder leadership, they have found a stout ally in Commander Heuloix. I must say, it truly stirs the spirit to see the younger generation blaze a new path.
Jehantel	And I pray that Nourval, too, will find his own path to walk─one that is paved not with hatred, but with hope. That leads to peace both in the world and in his heart. 'Tis what his ancestors would have wished.
Jehantel	In him I see them, and it calls to mind my days spent learning bow and song under his great-grandsire. A kindly old man who tirelessly tended his father's grave, never forgetting the ideals he stood for...
Jehantel	Somewhere along Lord Vainchelon's line, those ideals had faded away. But thanks to you and yours, they may yet be restored, and made bolder still by a true remembrance of the past. And the world shall be a better place for it.
Guydelot	Ugh, bugger me... Finish it off, will you?
Nourval	Master Guydelot has given up. It's past time you gave up too.
Quest complete.