Errand Chronicle 8505 · Entry #17

[Songakshi] Sungyeom's Wish to Craft a Crystal

Objective
Sungyeom NPC Knowledge thinks fondly of Maewol, who passed away and became a Songakshi NPC Knowledge. It appears she wants to make a crystal in remembrance of her. Ask Gapsam NPC Knowledge the Trade Vendor to get the materials.

Tell Gapsam NPC Knowledge, the Trade Vendor of Nampo about Sungyeom NPC Knowledge's request;
Dialogue
Sungyeom Dialogue
Thinking of Maewol makes me want to craft a new crystal to sell.
Her truly touching story, I'm sure, will help me make millions.
I'm looking for a rough crystal.
I trust you, traveler, to bring it back to me.
Sungyeom Dialogue (Alt)
I'm looking for a rough crystal.
I trust you, traveler, to bring it back to me.
Sungyeom Completion
Didn't expect you this fast. You should have taken your time...
Things were just about to get more interesting.
Huh? She's speaking nonsense! Nothing happened! Really!
Just tell us what happened to Maewol!
Somewhere beyond Dokkebi Forest,
men are dying while we sit here talking!
Hmph. Be a little more patient, will you?
Alright, I'll tell you, but I won't repeat myself, so listen carefully.
The maehwa tree, deeply rooted beneath the cliff,
blooms with vibrant beauty, at a faint scent carried by the waves.
The milky crescent perched on the cliff's edge retreats,
longing for the faint scent the waves carried away."
Details
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Quest Giver
  • Sungyeom
    Can be obtained through [Dialogue] Sungyeom
Turn-in
  • Sungyeom
    Can be obtained through [Dialogue] Sungyeom
Summary
Didn't expect you this fast. You should have taken your time...
Things were just about to get more interesting.
Huh? She's speaking nonsense! Nothing happened! Really!
Just tell us what happened to Maewol!
Somewhere beyond Dokkebi Forest,
men are dying while we sit here talking!
Hmph. Be a little more patient, will you?
Alright, I'll tell you, but I won't repeat myself, so listen carefully.
The maehwa tree, deeply rooted beneath the cliff,
blooms with vibrant beauty, at a faint scent carried by the waves.
The milky crescent perched on the cliff's edge retreats,
longing for the faint scent the waves carried away."