What Blooms in the Night

is a Quest in Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn.
==Journal==
* Bran is on the trail of the mysterious minstrel sighted throughout the realm. Why not do your part for journalism and speak with three good citizens of Limsa Lominsa?
※Please note that you will be unable to complete this quest after the seasonal event has ended. For details, please check the Lodestone.
* It seems everyone has a tale to tell of the mysterious minstrel. Share the reports with Bran, and see what he has to say.
* With the nimbleness of mind that marks his kind, Bran leaps to the conclusion that the minstrel will next appear in Limsa Lominsa. Since even the seemingly ubiquitous scribbler cannot actually be in two places at once, take yourself to the Aftcastle and speak to those of bardic aspect.
* A puzzle, an artist, a lawbreaker, and a champion of adventurers─the wandering minstrel is all these, and more. Having expressed his admiration for adventurers, he shares with you the words of the late Archon Louisoix. In light of the grim future they foretell, the minstrel gifts you with one of Eorzea's favorite pastimes, which he hopes will keep you and your thoughts from the encroaching shadows.
==Objectives==
* Ask the people of Limsa Lominsa about the mysterious minstrel.
* Speak with Bran.
* Search for the wandering minstrel in the Aftcastle.
==Script==
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Bran 	A moment of your time! Who'dn't give a moment 'less they got somethin' to hide, right? I'm with the Harbor Herald─name of Bran. I'm as green as they come. Consider this gaz born yesterday and still learnin' to spell “tomorrow.”
Bran 	But I'd have to be beyond green to not know that you're a woman/man that knows things. For example, this mysterious minstrel whose poetry's the talk of the town─you know about him, am I right?
Bran 	Flamboyant kind of fella, I hear. Silver bijoux and scented oils. You sure you haven't seen him? Highly doubt an eagle eye like you'd miss him if he were about these parts.
Bran 	Then again, what do I know, right? I'm as green as the darlin' buds of spring. Hardly fair to think you'd live up to my lofty 'spectations!
Bran 	Pay no heed to what I said about you bein' an eagle eye and knowin' everythin' that's goin' on! I'll just go talk to some other folks. If you hear anythin' about the mysterious minstrel─not that I 'spect you to─you know where to find me.
 	
Bran 	If you hear anythin' about the mysterious minstrel─not that I 'spect you to─you know where to find me. But don't strain yourself on my account!
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Gregory 	...A mysterious minstrel, you say? Might a merely puzzling one do? I met one of those just the other day, when I was about guild business in Gridania.
Gregory 	Now that you mention it, he did cut a rather dashing figure. It was at a remembrance for the Calamity. I started when I saw his face by the light of the fireworks! We looked alike as brothers, you see.
Gregory 	Well, fair he was to look upon, naturally. I introduced myself, asked him if he'd lost friends as I have...and what do you know, he thanks me. A puzzling sort of fellow, as I said.
 	
Gregory 	The mysterious minstrel? Mayhap that fellow I met in Gridania when I was about guild's business. They were sending Azeyma's Candles up for the Calamity's fallen. Very intent he was on the fireworks.
Gregory 	I, too, see the friends I lost in the lions and spinners... So I spoke to the minstrel and, for some reason, he thanked me. What I did to prompt it, I have not a clue.
Gigiwazu 	The mysterious minstrel? Why, I believe I met the very man! It was in Ul'dah. I was there but recently, you see. As pleasant as Limsa Lominsa is, I feel the need to return home at a regular tick.
Gigiwazu 	He had me show him to the heights of the city─to see the fireworks. And, oh, how lovely they were! Flowers for the dead, blooming in the night sky...
Gigiwazu 	Ah, but forgive my flights of fancy. The fireworks are quite extraordinary, however. No common green comets or blue spinners there. Might not this minstrel be working on a verse, a song of remembrance and hope?
 	
Gigiwazu 	I met what I suppose I would describe as a minstrel when last I nipped back to Ul'dah.
Gigiwazu 	He had me show him the best vantage point for the fireworks. You know, the fireworks in remembrance of the Calamity. Surely, you've noticed them about the night sky of late.
Gigiwazu 	We must mourn, and we must hope, is that not so? Elsewise we die slowly. The bards understand it the best. I would imagine this minstrel was seeking inspiration for a new verse.
Ginnade 	Have I heard of the mysterious minstrel? We have not merely heard─we have listened! Rest assured, we are on alert for this known troublemaker.
Ginnade 	Let the record show that shortly before the Calamity, he was apprehended in La Noscea and placed in custody. The charges? Inciting a riot.
Ginnade 	Further compounding his crimes, this minstrel vanished from the gaol before his guilt could be pronounced. He will be found, apprehended, and charged with prison breaking or my name is not Ginnade!
 	
Ginnade 	We are on high alert for the infamous minstrel who disturbed the peace of La Noscea in the days before the Calamity. A most dangerous fellow is he, wanted for inciting a riot and prison breaking.
Ginnade 	While it is true that he might have perished had he remained in his cell, the law is the law. There are proper channels for requesting transfer to another gaol, and I do not refer to the sewer tunnels!
 	
Bran 	Some bread crumbs for the little bird? I knew you were the woman/man to drop the hint to. This gaz may be raw, but daft he's not! The minstrel was spotted in Ul'dah and Gridania, you say? Knew that already. Watchin' fireworks, though─that's new! The Calamity remembrances, I'll wager.
Bran 	And the Yellowjackets are talkin' big, uh-huh, uh-huh. That means they're not even close to catchin' the fella. Last I checked, you can't smoke out a fox with hot air. Wager you a brass buckle the minstrel's goin' to show right here in Limsa.
Bran 	So! The best vantage points for tonight's fireworks. Eagle eye, somethin' tells me you're the woman/man to hold the fort here in the Aftcastle. I'm off to swarm up the other. Won't have it be said that Bran's ma raised a laggard!
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wandering minstrel	Fancy meeting you here, [Player Name]. I am on a pilgrimage of a sort. I travel from city to city in remembrance of the Calamity, sleeping during the day to witness the fireworks by night.
wandering minstrel	A rare and beautiful sight are these fireworks, like all night-blooming flowers. That should be the sigil of adventurers, were you a house instead of a guild. Your greatest feats are done out of sun and sight, and smell the sweeter for it.
wandering minstrel	Do you seek me, good adventurer? Ah, you seek the mysterious minstrel...
wandering minstrel	That is a name I answer to, though most call me the wandering minstrel. Since the Calamity, I have traveled the land celebrating the exploits of adventurers.
wandering minstrel	There is fire in the sky again, where once death burned so brightly. I go from one remembrance to the next, singing of valor that aspires not to glory. I sing of you and yours.
wandering minstrel	There are no coincidences left─not in this time of stealing shadows. You and I are in the right place at the right time. Come, [Player Name], tell me your tale, and I shall sing it to all the realm.
wandering minstrel	In the shadow of shadows, the commonfolk look to the adventurers. Have blade, will travel! No job too small, no danger too great! You are the gallants of this new and uncertain age─the lords of the road.
wandering minstrel	Your tale is the thread from which I weave my verses. A roving tale, to be sure, in need of many hours on the loom. In its stead, let me share with you the words of Louisoix Leveilleur...
wandering minstrel	Lances of light herald the dawn,
Beckoning shadows deeper still.
wandering minstrel	Splendor dances with shades
Unsheathed, a rime-kissed blade
Spills crimson o'er fields of white.
wandering minstrel	How did the Seventh Astral Era dawn but through the intervention of the Warriors of Light─“lances of light”? You are the lances of light, the sword of the morning─you and all adventurers.
wandering minstrel	Who better to lead Eorzea into the future but adventurers? You are the “lances of light,” make no mistake about it.
wandering minstrel	But Archon Louisoix warned us that shadows will accompany the coming of dawn. In answer to ascendant Light, Darkness will gather in opposition...or so I interpret his words.
 	
wandering minstrel	What “a rime-kissed blade” signifies, I cannot yet fathom. But I have heard that roses of blood are blooming in the white fields of Coerthas, in ever greater profusion.
wandering minstrel	We are come to a strange harvest, adventurer. I fear the lances of light are destined to cross this rime-kissed blade. Pray hearken to these next words of mine, that you might be kept from the encroaching shadows─and as a token of appreciation for all that you have done.
 	
wandering minstrel	A growing light o'er all the realm
Fingers bright on highlands white
In an instance, a blade that smites the night.
wandering minstrel	But ill winds rise as the great gates yawn
Hope rides to meet what naught can cheat
An old despair astride a new-shod mare...
 	
wandering minstrel	And thus do I wander and spin my words, all for the glory of Warriors of Light─or should I say, for the glory of you?
wandering minstrel	I have walked the four corners of Hydaelyn, from the Gardens of Xarakish, to the floating lakes of Voor Sian Siran, but never in my travels have I borne witness to tragedy such as that which befell Eorzea.
wandering minstrel	In the days before the Calamity, I glimpsed a world beyond the void─a new world, birthed from the ashes of the old, delivered from Darkness by the Bringer of Light. The giver of hope. You.
wandering minstrel	See how many look to you for hope, for the promise that night will end and dawn will come again.
 	
wandering minstrel	What are you but a growing light, the hope that rides against despair? The rebirth of this realm is entirely because of you, the Warrior of Light.
wandering minstrel	We who gather to watch the fireworks─we are of one mind. We are not beaten. We live in a world of unimaginable loss and overwhelming suffering, yet we have hope. It is our light in the darkness─a light with which you blessed us.
 	
wandering minstrel	And for that, you have my undying thanks, Warrior of Light. Mine and many others'.
wandering minstrel	It is always darkest before dawn, they say, and we will not see dawn for a long time yet. For every day without care, you will see three where the weight of the world will be upon you, for that is your destiny...
wandering minstrel	...and your hero's journey.
 	
wandering minstrel	And when your journey comes to an end, who will you be? Though my heart longs to know, my own journey may take me to another land, down that nameless corridor of shades and sprites... Let me, then, leave you with a gift.
 	
wandering minstrel	Never forget what you are, [Player Name]. The dawn that breaks over a realm reborn, the hope of Eorzea, the Warrior of Light...
Quest complete. 	Quest complete.
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