Errand Chronicle 3543 · Entry #16

That Day on Windy Peak

Objective
Artina is said to have made a jukebox containing music from someplace in her heart with help from Drieghan's High Priestess of Fountain of Origin. Yet, in return, she has a favor to ask of you. Keep listening to Artina's story.
Talk to Artina;
Dialogue
Artina Dialogue
Ever been to Windy Peak?
It's a mountain range spreading west of Duvencrune...
I went hiking early in the morning for some inspiration,
and I came upon some heart-stirring music...
I couldn't leave after listening to it just once,
so I tried capturing the whole piece, note by note. What do you think?
In return, I have a favor to ask of you.
I think it'll be nothing difficult for you to handle!
Artina Dialogue (Alt)
In return, I have a favor to ask of you.
I think it'll be nothing difficult for you to handle!
Artina Completion
If you can bring Garmoth's Scale x30 to me,
I shall gift you this small box containing the music.
I named the piece myself.
Crimson Wind! Oh, let me tell you the story behind it.
It was on that day when the Crimson Dragon first revealed herself.
The skies were a beautiful shade of crimson,
akin to your typical sunset view.
Yet the sounds of screaming and crying filled the region...
The dragon retreated, and thoughts of peaceful days of the past
instantly ran through the mind of the lone hunter,
who had played the music for me...
What exactly was that crimson dragon who caused
that hunter to think that all they had achieved in the past were trivial, yet precious?
Bring me those scales, and listen to the music with me.
Other Errands in This Chronicle

8 further errands share this chronicle — the same travelers, the same stretch of road.

Details
Chronicle3543
Entry16
Quest Giver
  • Artina
    Ancado Instrument Shop
Turn-in
  • Artina
    Ancado Instrument Shop
Summary
If you can bring Garmoth's Scale x30 to me,
I shall gift you this small box containing the music.
I named the piece myself.
Crimson Wind! Oh, let me tell you the story behind it.
It was on that day when the Crimson Dragon first revealed herself.
The skies were a beautiful shade of crimson,
akin to your typical sunset view.
Yet the sounds of screaming and crying filled the region...
The dragon retreated, and thoughts of peaceful days of the past
instantly ran through the mind of the lone hunter,
who had played the music for me...
What exactly was that crimson dragon who caused
that hunter to think that all they had achieved in the past were trivial, yet precious?
Bring me those scales, and listen to the music with me.