Return of the Monk

is a Quest in Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn.
==Journal==
* You inform Widargelt of your readiness to depart, but the monk himself appears unready due to his agonizing over a creed for the new Fist of Rhalgr. At D'zentsa's urging, he decides to strike out in the hope that inspiration will strike along the way. Your first stop is an old training ground for monks called Schism, situated in the Fringes.
* The visit to Schism does not avail Widargelt in his quest for a creed, but he forges on undeterred. Follow him to the village of Ala Gannha, where Professor Erik has gone ahead to scout.
* Arriving at the village, Widargelt witnesses a heated exchange between two villagers. The experience is the spark Widargelt needed, and he finally comes up with a fitting doctrine to guide the Fist of Rhalgr into a new age. With that, he is ready to proclaim the order's return to the world. As the foremost monk in the party, you have been tasked with performing a demonstration before the villagers. Let Widargelt know when you are ready to begin.
* First impressions last. Kick off your demonstration by performing a Shoulder Tackle on the dummy.
* You have pulled off a textbook Shoulder Tackle. Follow it up with a Dragon Kick.
* You have pulled off a picture-perfect Dragon Kick. Bring your demonstration home with a Bootshine.
* Your blistering strikes pave the way for Widargelt's words, and he gives an impassioned speech and wins over the gathered crowd. Speak with Widargelt to learn his mind on the result of this first showing.
* In no small part due to your aid, Widargelt has taken a first momentous step towards reviving the Fist of Rhalgr. The monk will remain in Ala Gannha awhile to initiate interested villagers into the fundamentals of the faith. In the meantime, he bids you continue honing your skills, for they will doubtless be called upon again ere long.
※The next monk quest will be available from Widargelt upon reaching level 65.
==Objectives==
* Speak with Widargelt at Schism.
* Speak with Widargelt in Ala Gannha.
* Speak with Widargelt near the training dummy.
* Perform a Shoulder Tackle on the dummy.
* Perform a Dragon Kick on the dummy.
* Perform Bootshine on the dummy.
* Speak with Widargelt.
==Script==
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Widargelt 	Are you ready to depart, sister/brother?
Widargelt 	Good. The professor has already left. He makes for a village called Ala Gannha. There, he will take the measure of the land.
Widargelt 	I would strike out soon as well. But one matter troubles me still. The creed for a new Fist of Rhalgr.
D'zentsa 	With all due respect, Master, but at this rate we'll never get to Gyr Abania.
Widargelt 	...You are right. Sometimes the answer cannot be forced. Mayhap it will come to me on the road. Very well, let us away.
Widargelt 	En route, I would make a stop. The place is called Schism. Monks once trained there. In revisiting the past, we may better walk the future.
D'zentsa 	C'mon, let's get going already!
O'tchakha 	Oh, have a bit of patience, will you? You are not a child anymore!
 	
Widargelt 	As a child, I came to this place. We faced fearsome fiends, that we might open our chakra.
Widargelt 	In returning here, I hoped there would be a spark. Inspiration for a new creed. But it is not so simple.
O'tchakha 	Hmmm, the Fist once taught that, through the pursuit of strength, one can approach the sublimity of Rhalgr...
Widargelt 	A teaching our forebears followed to their undoing. In pursuit of strength, they sought the power of rule. And by that power they were destroyed. Our creed must rise above that dark past. Or it cannot light the way unto the future. Nay, we must find a new path.
D'zentsa 	Well, there's nothing like a journey for findin' paths. Let's keep moving, Master. Something will come to mind before you know it.
Widargelt 	So I pray, D'zentsa. So I pray. But yes, let us continue on to the Peaks. East to the village of Ala Gannha. There Professor Erik awaits us.
 	
D'zentsa 	Heh, you feelin' it? 'Cause I'm feelin' it!
 	
O'tchakha 	My chakra fairly hums for the surfeit of aether. 'Tis plain this was but another ancient battlefield in Gyr Abania's bloody history.
 	
Widargelt 	Ala Gannha. When I return here, I remember. The day the Temple of the Fist was razed.
Widargelt 	On that day, I was training. Like all the days before. Then without warning, we were attacked.
Widargelt 	We all of us fought bravely. Even little ones like me. Desperate to protect our temple. Our home.
Widargelt 	But it was all in vain. One after the other, we fell. All the while the temple burned.
Widargelt 	Some few of us managed to flee. Me with my closest brother, Adri. We stumbled into this village, smoke billowing behind us. But when I looked around, Adri was not there. I never saw him again.
Widargelt 	...Forgive me. Now is not the time for sorrowful recollection. Come, let us look for the professor.
Pessimistic Youth	...Go on, then, join the bloody Resistance! Add to the pile of corpses! That's the only difference you're gonna make!
Determined Youth 	You're wrong! I'm gonna make a real difference! I'm gonna train hard and honor Rhalgr, and He'll grant me power!
Pessimistic Youth	That power couldn't save the temple─our home! What makes you think it's going to save us now!?
Pessimistic Youth	Don't be a fool! No matter how strong you become, you'd still be one man against the might of the Empire!
Determined Youth 	Say what you will, but my mind's made up. I'm not letting the bastard imperials take any more from us. You just...you just take care of yourself, you hear?
Widargelt 	Souls crushed to submission. The fire in their hearts extinguished. To rekindle hope within such people... That must be the purpose of the new Fist.
Widargelt 	...Praise be, I have it. Our new creed.
Widargelt 	To those who have had their homes stolen. Their loved ones taken. Naught is more desirous than strength. The strength to protect that which they hold dear.
Erik 	Well, well, I see you have found your answer, and rather more quickly than I had expected of someone who'd sooner strike, rather than think, with his head.
Erik 	With the order's purpose thus established, we may consider the question of place. I regret to say, however, that the old temple grounds are currently occupied by the Resistance, and there is naught to indicate that they will vacate any time soon.
Widargelt 	The grounds hold symbolic meaning. A fitting stage for reviving the Fist. But ultimately, the physical location matters not.
Widargelt 	For our mission lies in the spiritual realm. Within people's hearts. There we will rekindle the faith. And all may know the solace of worship.
Erik 	That, as they say, is the spirit. Now then, I shall report on how matters stand in the region. But few Fist faithful remain, even accounting for those who practice in secret. Nor has there been any trace of the sect of shadow, not since their misguided leader's downfall. Save for those who came over to the light, it is safe to assume that his ambitions died with him.
Widargelt 	We have a long road ahead. That much is plain. But we will see our journey through. One step at a time. And the first step begins here and now.
D'zentsa 	Great! ...So, er, what do we do exactly?
Widargelt 	We hold a demonstration. Give the people tangible proof. Proof that the Fist is returned.
Widargelt 	[Player Name]. First impressions last, and you are the first among us. As such, I would entrust this task to you.
Erik 	You may leave it to me to round up the villagers. I shall cry up a veritable storm for the coming spectacle!
Widargelt 	D'zentsa, O'tchakha. Take the wooden dummy. Set it up on the village outskirts. And [Player Name]─limber up, and tell me when you are ready.
 	
D'zentsa 	People live here?
 	
O'tchakha 	You'd be forgiven for thinking it's deserted.
 	
Widargelt 	Not many came. Far fewer than I had hoped. But no less of a show will we give them for it.
Widargelt 	Come, sister/brother! Your performance will mark the revival of the Fist of Rhalgr!
Widargelt 	Lead in with a Shoulder Tackle! Follow on with a Dragon Kick! Then finish it with a Bootshine!
 	
D'zentsa 	No mercy, [Player Name]! Sweep the leg!
 	
O'tchakha 	Zentsa, will you calm down!? Oh, please ignore her!
 	
Dour Villager 	Hey, ain't that the Fist of Rhalgr?
Cynical Villager 	But I thought all the monks was gone!
Widargelt 	Good people of Ala Gannha. I am Widargelt. Proud son of Ala Mhigo. And brother of the Fist of Rhalgr.
Widargelt 	All know the sad tale of our order. Years ago, the King of Ruin laid our temple to waste. Our faith was lost to the people.
Widargelt 	But without faith, it is people who are lost. For to lose faith is to lose hope. But we need hope now, in this bleak age. More than ever before.
Widargelt 	So I come before you today. And I beseech you: join me in reviving the Fist of Rhalgr! Let us restore hope to the land!
Pessimistic Youth	You can't fool us! You just want soldiers─fodder for the front lines! You're no different from the accursed Masks!
Widargelt 	So it was in the past. Our order was seduced by power. Swore allegiance to the royal family. We monks were little more than tools of war.
Widargelt 	But that was the Fist of old. The new Fist serves no king. It hungers not for glory. It thirsts not for blood. Nay, friends. It seeks only to protect that which we hold dear.
Pessimistic Youth	Protect...
Widargelt 	Rhalgr is the Destroyer. As His disciples, there is but one thing we ought to destroy: our own weakness! Therein lies the strength to protect! Therein lies hope!
Widargelt 	I will not lie: I am no great warrior. My forebears would put me to shame. But I am not alone. Nay, I have stout comrades beside me. Who are no less dedicated to the cause.
Widargelt 	My foremost pupils, D'zentsa and O'tchakha!
Widargelt 	And [Player Name], whose sublime skills you just witnessed!
Widargelt 	[Player Name], please say a word to the people.
Widargelt 	Haha, our sister/brother monk jests. Rest assured s/he is a gentle soul.
Widargelt 	To bring you hope, we will give our all! Every onze of our being! This we solemnly swear!
 	
Widargelt 	My thanks, [Player Name]. Your performance paved the way for my words. All present lent their ears. No few opened their hearts.
Widargelt 	Already, villagers have come. Seeking to learn of the new Fist. A fine first showing.
Widargelt 	Our forebears will doubtless be pleased. By restoring the Fist, we honor their memory.
Widargelt 	I shall commence the villagers' training at once. Initiate them into the fundamentals of the faith.
Widargelt 	When that is over, we may continue our mission. Till then, pray see to honing your own skills. Ere long, they will be called upon again!
 	
D'zentsa 	That went great, I'd say! Everyone was hangin' off every word!
 	
O'tchakha 	Master Widargelt spoke from the heart, and the villagers couldn't help but be moved. I'm very proud of him.
Quest complete. 	Quest complete.
Category:Disciple of War Job Quests in Final Fantasy XIV