Stray into the Shadows

is a Quest in Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn.
==Journal==
* Jacke has tasked you with reclaiming a shipment of stolen firearms. The pirates responsible for the theft have been apprehended, but it seems the muskets had already been fenced. Speak with V'kebbe, and discuss how the job should be approached.
* V'kebbe suggests you check in with one of rogues' spies to see what information can be had regarding the fenced firearms. Speak with the woman posing as a fishmonger at the Hyaline.
* The “fishmonger” informs you that the pillaged muskets were purchased by a south seas organization known as the Traders of Edge. Speak with V'kebbe at the Hyaline and relay your discoveries.
* After you tell V'kebbe what the spy knew of the Traders of Edge merchant, she decides that further information gathering is required. Visit the Bismarck, the ferry docks, and East Hawkers' Alley, and use your Hide ability to surreptitiously listen in on any potentially useful mutterings.
* You have gathered information from your assigned locations. Rendezvous with V'kebbe in front of the Rogues' Guild and share what you have learned.
* Based on the information you have gathered, V'kebbe deduces that the shady merchant means to depart by ship in the very near future. The Stray proposes her plan: wait for the trader to stack his goods on the pier, then sneak past the hired blades and steal back the Yellowjackets' firearms. Speak with V'kebbe once more when you are ready to begin the operation.
* You have successfully reclaimed the stolen muskets and returned them to the Yellowjackets. Report to V'kebbe in front of the Rogues' Guild.
* Jacke joins you outside the Rogues' Guild, and praises you for a job well done. While he is informing V'kebbe of the unfortunate conclusion to the missing sandwich saga, however, his deception is inadvertently revealed by the arrival of an oblivious Perimu Haurimu. V'kebbe then responds as she would to any violation of the code. Head inside the guild and see what has become of its supper-stealing guildmaster.
* Suffering from several nasty rope burns but otherwise none the worse for wear, Jacke appears sincerely contrite for his act of sandwich larceny. He explains that being strung up is one of the least of the punishments a person might suffer at the hands of the rogues. Return to disciplining your body and mind that you might properly dispense justice to those that defy the code.※The next rogue quest will be available from Jacke upon reaching level 15.
==Objectives==
* Speak with V'kebbe.
* Speak with the fishmonger girl at the Hyaline.
* Speak with V'kebbe.
* Use Hide to gather information at the Bismarck.
* Use Hide to gather information at the ferry docks.
* Use Hide to gather information in East Hawkers' Alley.
* Speak with V'kebbe in front of the Rogues' Guild.
* Speak with V'kebbe and retrieve the firearms.
* Speak with V'kebbe in front of the Rogues' Guild.
* Speak with Jacke.
==Script==
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Jacke 	A fine evenin'/mornin'/day/evenin' to ye, [Player Name].
Jacke 	An' a fine evenin'/mornin'/day/evenin' it is for a spot o' work, wouldn't ye agree?
Jacke 	This time 'round, it seems some eager buccaneers scampered aboard a local merchantman an' made off with a shipment o' muskets.
Jacke 	Now, seein' as it ain't lawful to cloy from a Lominsan vessel to begin with, the Yellowjackets fell upon them daft coves afore their boots was even dry.
Jacke 	Aye, they caught the pirates right there on the docks, but the stolen boomsticks was nowhere to be found─fenced in a longboat deal, I'm thinkin'.
Jacke 	That's when our guild was officially contracted to retrieve the goods. ...Which weren't really needful, since the code would have had us on the job, anyway. “Ye don't bite the purses o' yer fellow Lominsans,” an' all that.
Jacke 	So, this's yer assignment, me natty lass/lad: find out where them weapons went, an' bite that shipment back.
Jacke 	Seein' as the cutters as hit that merchantman are already rottin' in irons, ye needn't rush in with yer stabbers a-stabbin'. I want this job handled quick an' quiet, an' I've the perfect partner to show ye how it's done.
Jacke 	This here's V'kebbe the Stray. Ain't no other rogue what can match her in the arts o' skulkin'.
V'kebbe 	...A pleasure.
Jacke 	...There some problem, V'kebbe? Ye seem a bit out o' sorts.
V'kebbe 	I'm bloody starvin'. I had one o' them finger sandwiches set aside─ye know, those egg-filled tasties they make at the Bismarck─but when I got back from me work, it was bloody gone...
Jacke 	(Uh-oh. That was V'kebbe's? I'd thought it was Underfoot's...)
Jacke 	<cough> Ahem! Well, ye just head out on the job, an' I'll see if I can't turn up that missin' sandwich by the time ye return!
V'kebbe 	...All right, Jacke.
Jacke 	Ah, one more little detail ye should know: them muskets was meant for the Yellowjackets' armory, so once all is bob, ye can hand the goods to one o' their culls directly.
 	
V'kebbe 	We can start whenever yer ready, [Player Name].
V'kebbe 	I've had a colleague keepin' a wattle out for aught that might help us, so I suggest ye have a few whids with her first.
V'kebbe 	Ye'll find her at the Hyaline, posin' as a fishmonger.
 	
V'kebbe 	That lass down there─the one stinkin' o' fish an' ocean. Go over an' ask her what the catch o' the day is.
 	
Thief00126 	'Ello there, miss/sir. We've carp an' trout, lobster an' shrimp...but I 'ear tell ye've been lookin' for a special breed o' fish─the long, shiny kind what's bark'll put a bloke on 'is arse.
Thief00126 	We don't sell that kind 'ere, but ye might try them foreign merchants─what was they called again?─ah, the “Traders of Edge.” They 'ail from the south sea isles, an' are known for dealin' in all types o' nasty spitters an' cutters.
Thief00126 	I should warn ye: these folk ain't ones for questionin' the source o' their merchandise. In fact, they seem more'n 'appy to pay for goods what came from “belowdecks,” so to speak.
Thief00126 	But if yer still keen to get yer 'ands on those rare fish, then ye'd best 'urry─the Edge merchant what's visitin' Limsa is lookin' to load up an' leave the city afore long.
Thief00126 	Just 'ow 'e means to transport 'is goods remains a mystery, though. What with all the 'ired blades 'e's got nursin' 'is operation, it makes it 'ard for a girl to get close enough to eyeball the competition, it does!
Thief00126 	I'll be sure to keep an eye peeled on yer behalf, but it might be as ye can learn a little more from the folk 'round town...
 	
V'kebbe 	...Traders of Edge, eh? Well, if one o' their merchant's been stayin' in the city, then someone'll know somethin' to point us in the right direction.
V'kebbe 	The trick is to listen without bein' seen. Ye'd be surprised at how culls'll cackle when they think no one else is about.
V'kebbe 	We'll focus on places what see plenty o' traffic. Ye can have the Bismarck, the ferry docks, and East Hawkers' Alley.
V'kebbe 	I'll try me luck at a few other spots, then meet ye in front o' the guild when I'm done. Remember: keep hidden, keep quiet, an' keep yer wattles open.
 	
Diving Dove 	Ugh! The sneer on that customer's face! Does he think I can command the skillet to cook more swiftly just to meet his pressing departure schedule?
Diving Dove 	I don't know how things are done in the south seas, but here in Limsa Lominsa folk appreciate that fine cuisine cannot be rushed!
Diving Dove 	...Come now, Dove, you must not speak ill of the patrons. Now, what was next on my list? Ah, another finger sandwich for the Dutiful Sisters. Someone there must be rather fond of eggs...
Diving Dove 	Ugh, simply infuriati─
Diving Dove 	Yes, miss/sir? Pray place your order with one of the servers and we'll prepare your meal with all due alacrity.
 	
Rerenasu 	Curse my sense of duty... Would that I had stayed at the Wench for that extra pint instead of returning early.
Rerenasu 	I didn't ask to see anyone being bribed! And certainly not my relief pilot! I wonder what that merchant was about? Smuggling? Most likely...
Rerenasu 	Should I report this to the Yellowjackets? ...But what if I'm being watched? I could end up facedown in the harbor...
Rerenasu 	What to do, what to do...
Rerenasu 	Oh! G-Greetings, miss/sir! Do you seek passage to Aleport? Or Costa del Sol, perhaps?
 	
Gerulf 	You have quite an eye for quality, sir! We've a splendid range of produce from every corner of Eorzea, but one simply cannot visit Limsa Lominsa without sampling some of the local specialties!
Gerulf 	Would you care for some freshly squeezed La Noscean orange juice? Or perhaps our famed salt cod is more to your taste...?
 	
Gerulf 	An excellent choice! Might I also direct your gaze to these items on the bottom─
Gerulf 	Ah! Another customer! Welcome, welcome! Did you see aught you like? Pray stay and browse to your heart's content!
 	
V'kebbe 	Welcome back, [Player Name]. I hope yer skulkin' went well.
V'kebbe 	Ye might be an angel o' death with the daggers, dove/colt, but any rogue what shuns the shadows is headed for an early grave. A sneaky mort/cove can nose about without riskin' a scrap, or slip herself/himself into the best position to ambush a mark.
V'kebbe 	Once they've seen ye, though, yer rum fun is done. Hidin' is part concealment an' part distraction, an' ye won't be disappearin' on a cove what already knows yer there.
V'kebbe 	All right, I'm done prattlin'. What'd ye manage to learn about our musket-buyin' merchant friend?
V'kebbe 	Slippin' coin to a ferry pilot, was he? An' by what ye heard from that chef at the Bismarck, this trader means to hop the twig, an' soon.
V'kebbe 	That matches with me own findin's: he's vacated his rooms at the inn an' paid his dues in full.
V'kebbe 	Bein' a merchant, we can be sure that he won't be leavin' without his merchandise. So, here's the plan: we wait for him to stack his goods on the pier, then you ghost in an' grabble them firearms.
V'kebbe 	I'm hopin' we can get the job done quiet an' under cover of darkmans, but it never hurts to be prepared for the worst. Sounds like he's got a small army o' sellswords on the payroll...
 	
V'kebbe 	I'll send word to the Yellowjackets, an' have 'em post a cull near Hawkers' Alley. That way ye won't have far to bolt once ye've bitten the goods.
V'kebbe 	The mark should be along any moment, [Player Name]. Have ye got yer skulkin' boots on?
 	
Edgetraders00126	You! You are not supposed to be here! I thought I ordered my hirelings to keep this jetty clear!
Edgetraders00126	Hm? ...One...two...three... ...There's one missing.
Edgetraders00126	My crate of muskets! It's gone!
Edgetraders00126	Thief! Stop her/him, you useless sluggards! What am I paying you for!?
 	
V'kebbe 	That turned hairy, didn't it, dove/colt?
V'kebbe 	Once ye reached the Yellowjacket, though, the merchant called off his blades. Wise enough to cut his losses, I'll give him that.
V'kebbe 	I'd say we're all done here. Let's head inside an' tell Jacke the bene news.
 	
Jacke 	I heard the sounds o' fightin' comin' from outside, an' now I've whiddled the cause of it. ...I thought we were aimin' for “subtle” on this job.
Jacke 	That many swads, was there? But ye got the Yellowjackets what they wanted, so all's well that ends well, eh?
V'kebbe 	Yer on yer way to becomin' a first-class rogue, [Player Name].
V'kebbe 	Aye, the job didn't unfold exactly as planned, but do ye see the value o' keepin' out o' sight? Skulkin' might seem slow, but it can save ye time─an' a fair amount o' bleedin'─in the long run.
Jacke 	Ah, speakin' of unexpected developments... I've a bit o' bad news for ye, V'kebbe.
Jacke 	I searched high an' low, but it seems some unprincipled cove has yaffled yer sandwich. There were naught but crumbs to be found.
V'kebbe 	No... My sandwich... It was a Bismarck special...
V'kebbe 	Do ye know how much I was lookin' forward to that meal!? Me belly's about ready to cave in on itself!
Jacke 	'Tis a tragedy o' the highest order, love. An' ye know I can't bear to see me rogues in such distress...
Jacke 	So, I gave Underfoot a special assignment─he should be back any moment now...
Jacke 	...with a freshly made Bismarck special finger sandwich!
V'kebbe 	Ye did that for me!? Yer not japin' with me, are ye, Jacke!?
Jacke 	This ain't no japin' matter. 'Tis a guildmaster's responsibility to see that all his coves an' morts are at their best for the job.
Perimu Haurimu 	Ah, Jacke, there ye are! I've got that sandwich ye ordered!
Perimu Haurimu 	An' didn't the chef give me a wattle-ful when I said we was in a hurry! Maybe next time ye could think twice afore ye yaffle a fellow rogue's sup─
Perimu Haurimu 	...Oh, bollocks.
Jacke 	...
V'kebbe 	...Jacke. Did you eat my supper?
Jacke 	Now, now, lass, let's not be hasty. There's a fresh new sandwich right here for ye. No harm done, eh?
V'kebbe 	Ye've cloyed somethin' what belonged to me, Jacke. An' I can't ignore the code...
Jacke 	Ahahaha, aye, the code! We mustn't ignore the code! ...Yer havin' a laugh, aren't ye, lass? ...Lass?
Jacke 	Aaargh!
Perimu Haurimu 	...That might be the swiftest string-up I've ever seen.
V'kebbe 	A punishment to fit the crime. Take a good long look, [Player Name].
V'kebbe 	The code exists to preserve peace in Limsa─to keep the alleys from runnin' red with blood. This city's me home, an' I'll draw daggers on any cove fool enough to threaten that peace.
Perimu Haurimu 	A pointed lesson. Let's head inside, eh? Yer sandwich'll get cold.
Jacke 	Hey! Do ye mean to leave me here all night!? At least ye gave me a grand view o' the harbor! ...Gods' piss, these ropes are tight!
Milala 	And now we find ourselves indebted to the Rogues' Guild. The Rogues' Guild.
Milala 	Hmph, the impropriety of it all. Would that I could see them occupying a cell next to those thieving pirates...
 	
Jacke 	Ow... Them ropes'll leave chafe marks for a bleedin' week. I may've wriggled meself free, but that's the last time I let me belly do the thinkin'...
Jacke 	An' just think: V'kebbe strung me up over an egg sandwich. Those coves what well an' truly stomp on the code get it far worse. Keep up yer trainin', lass/lad, an' ye'll soon be handin' out rogue justice yerself.
Yel 	Aye, these are our stolen muskets.
The quartermaster will be pleased.
Quest complete. 	Quest complete.
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