Errand
Chronicle 7012 · Entry #12
New Nest
Objective
Tell Kyisa everything that happened with Armin's hawk.
Talk to Kyisa;Talk to Kyisa;Talk to Kyisa;
Dialogue
Kyisa
Dialogue (Alt)
Tell me about that hawk.
Kyisa
Completion
I've tamed quite a number of hawks
in my long years spent as a hunter.
Those weak from birth rarely survive,
hence the reason why I remembered this hawk so.
I always wondered of its whereabouts,
and, thanks to you, I've learned that it's now in good hands.
No more scars for your beak, little one...
Ah, don't mind me. I was talking to myself.
Here, take this. I'd gathered some
yak meat
in case the rascal ever came back,
but since it appears that we don't need it anymore, I made this instead.
If it's all right with you, please take it.
in my long years spent as a hunter.
Those weak from birth rarely survive,
hence the reason why I remembered this hawk so.
I always wondered of its whereabouts,
and, thanks to you, I've learned that it's now in good hands.
No more scars for your beak, little one...
Ah, don't mind me. I was talking to myself.
Here, take this. I'd gathered some
yak meatin case the rascal ever came back,
but since it appears that we don't need it anymore, I made this instead.
If it's all right with you, please take it.
Other Errands in This Chronicle
11 further errands share this chronicle — the same travelers, the same stretch of road.
Details
| Chronicle | 7012 |
| Entry | 12 |
Quest Giver
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KyisaDrieghan Hunter
Turn-in
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KyisaDrieghan Hunter
Summary
I've tamed quite a number of hawks
in my long years spent as a hunter.
Those weak from birth rarely survive,
hence the reason why I remembered this hawk so.
I always wondered of its whereabouts,
and, thanks to you, I've learned that it's now in good hands.
No more scars for your beak, little one...
Ah, don't mind me. I was talking to myself.
Here, take this. I'd gathered someyak meat
in case the rascal ever came back,
but since it appears that we don't need it anymore, I made this instead.
If it's all right with you, please take it.
in my long years spent as a hunter.
Those weak from birth rarely survive,
hence the reason why I remembered this hawk so.
I always wondered of its whereabouts,
and, thanks to you, I've learned that it's now in good hands.
No more scars for your beak, little one...
Ah, don't mind me. I was talking to myself.
Here, take this. I'd gathered some
yak meatin case the rascal ever came back,
but since it appears that we don't need it anymore, I made this instead.
If it's all right with you, please take it.