Rise and Shine

is a Quest in Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn.
==Journal==
* After expressing his gratitude, Jalzahn informs you he will return to his native Radz–at–Han ere long. However, he has one last favor to ask of you: deliver a bottle of Sunshine─an incomparable liquor distilled in the alchemist's very own cellarage─to Gerolt as a gift.
* Though he would have preferred to receive the liquor from Jalzahn in person, Gerolt unsurprisingly accepts the present. Much to your surprise, however, the smith reveals that there is yet work to be done─awakening sentience itself within your Zodiac Weapon. Indeed, it would seem the arms of legend consciously bonded with the soul of their bearers. Upon overhearing this, Jalzahn pledges to postpone his homewards journey. He posits that certain varieties of crystal can transfer a sense─a fragment of consciousness─via soul resonance, and thereby awaken the sentience slumbering within your weapon. To obtain these crystals, Gerolt tasks you with obtaining an introduction to Remon, a man of the black market, from Rowena in Revenant's Toll. Go now and speak with her.
* According to Rowena, Remon holds an old grudge against Gerolt─the result of an unpaid loan─and will not deal with any friend of the blacksmith without an apology from the man himself. Return to Hyrstmill and inform Gerolt of this, and that Remon resides in his “usual haunt.”
* According to Gerolt, Remon's bitterness stems not from the loan unpaid, but rather from a love unrequited─though he will say no more on the subject. Jalzahn urges Gerolt to make his amends with a gift: the bottle of Sunshine. Once you, too, have added your voice to the proceedings, Gerolt reluctantly gives up his prized liquor. Take the bottle of Sunshine and seek out Remon in Swiftperch.
* Remon, a fellow with many, many connections, has anticipated your coming. He accepts Gerolt's apology, and offers to trade you mahatma in exchange for aught that will profit Rowena. Speak to him again when you wish to begin your dealings.
==Objectives==
* Deliver the bottle of Sunshine to Gerolt.
* Speak with Rowena at Revenant's Toll.
* Speak with Gerolt.
* Deliver the bottle of Sunshine to Remon at Swiftperch.
==Script==
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Jalzahn 	Ah, [Player Name]! You see before you a man content. My studies are complete, and I am now composing my master treatise on the enhancement of arms through soul infusion.
Jalzahn 	Once I have finished, I intend to return to my homeland. My journey of discovery, in other words, now draws to a close.
Jalzahn 	I tell you, though, the research I performed here was the most meaningful of my career. 'Twas your deeds that led me to these new heights, and you have my deepest gratitude.
Jalzahn 	Ah, and I must not forget to thank Gerolt. I have an exquisite liquor from my own private cellar─a small token of my appreciation.
Jalzahn 	Might I ask you to deliver it? It would be altogether too embarrassing to give it to him myself.
 	
Gerolt 	Eh? A present from Jalzahn now, is it?
 	
Gerolt 	Bah. Ye'd think the bugger'd thank me in the flesh, but I'll have his gift all the same. I'm still dreamin' o' the last bottle's fiery kick.
Gerolt 	Jus' as well yer here, though. I've been meanin' to have a word with ye 'bout yer Zodiac Weapon.
Gerolt 	See, I got curious as to the Trials of the Braves. So I bargain a bit with Rowena, an' get meself a complete set from the she-devil. I even laid me hands on the last tome o' the series, the “Book of Netherdark.” What's written there surprised the livin' hells out o' me!
Gerolt 	Seems the original Zodiac Weapons each had a self all o' their own─a sentience shaped by the bearer's very soul.
Gerolt 	The arms grew mightier an' easier to wield o' their own will, based on nothin' but the character an' needs o' their heroes.
Gerolt 	Weren't jus' somethin' as simple as havin' a piece o' steel ye've grown accustomed to. Those weapons were like extensions o' the Braves' bodies.
Gerolt 	Aye, 'tis why they were the greatest arms o' their own ages─an' why they were lost. Ye can hardly pass a weapon down through the generations if no other bugger can wield it fer shite, can ye?
Jalzahn 	Gerolt! This is hardly what I expected to hear upon coming to bid you farewell. Tell me, do you think this tale true?
Gerolt 	Aye, gods help me, I do. An' I even reckon there's a decent chance the recreated Zodiac Weapon can do the very same thing.
Gerolt 	Mind ye, any other arm, an' ye'd be a fool to try. But [Player Name]'s weapon's got soul an' light in it. I'd wager me next six pints o' mead it's got some form o' sentience already.
Gerolt 	I'm o' the mind that it ain't been fully awakened yet.
Jalzahn 	'Tis a strange concept, but I suppose we've encountered stranger in our travails. Moreover, this notion of sentience could be the origin of how these arms came to achieve their legendary status...
 	
Jalzahn 	Hah! A weapon able to choose its wielder by its own will─fascinating, simply fascinating! Why, I can imagine no truer ally!
Gerolt 	It ain't like to keep ye company with its banterin', Jalzahn. We're talkin' about forgin' an unbreakable bond 'twixt the souls o' the wielder an' the weapon. Well, [Player Name]? Ye've come this far. Ye keen on seein' this through?
Jalzahn 	Dear me, it would seem as though a postponement to my homewards journey is in order. We must set to this venture forthwith!
Gerolt 	I'm glad o' the help, Jalzahn, but startin' out on that venture's easier said than done. Afore aught else, we've got to crack how to awaken the sleepin' sentience in [Player Name]'s arm.
Jalzahn 	Indeed, indeed... Mayhap we can awaken the soul within the arm via some substance alike in character. Creating a resonance betwixt souls can allow for the transference of certain qualities, after all.
Jalzahn 	Atma, for instance, has no sentience of its own to speak of. Yet as the crystallized soul of a living being, it can contain a particular sense─an aspect of consciousness, if you will.
Jalzahn 	Alas, I fear atma is too weak. However, some stronger variety of crystallized soul may be capable of bestowing its sense unto the slumbering sentience.
Jalzahn 	Of course, for the weapon to profit by this, simply possessing the crystal will not be enough. The sense will not magically transfer itself. We will have to find a way to make the soul without connect to the soul within.
Jalzahn 	Wielding the weapon whilst the crystallized soul is near could be the answer. Or we might also─
Gerolt 	Wait, wait... The first thing ye said about wieldin' the weapon─that ain't half bad. An' it jus' so happens I've an idea on where ye might get the kind o' crystallized souls yer talkin' about.
Gerolt 	[Player Name], ye'll need to pay Rowena a visit. 'Course, it ain't her ye want, but her introduction to a bloke called Remon.
Gerolt 	The man handles arcane goods, an' comes 'round to Rowena's place every now an' again. Not regular-like, though. Remon's one what only wheels an' deals in the shadows.
Jalzahn 	Gerolt, you are acquainted with a merchant of the black market? I knew your shady past would aid us at some point. There is no time to waste, [Player Name]! Pray see about arranging this introduction!
 	
Gerolt 	I haven't a bleedin' clue where Remon is. But ask Rowena real sweet-like, an' she should tell ye where he's holed up.
Rowena 	...Let me guess─you're here on account o' Gerolt an' some weapon or another. How close'd I come?
Rowena 	Well, least now I know why Gerolt was hankerin' for those old tomes. Like a starved cat after a plump mouse, he was.
Rowena 	Hehe, when that man starts workin', there ain't naught in this realm as can stop him. Ain't changed a bit from when we were travelin' around─
Rowena 	Oh! But that's, er... Wh-What's it we were talkin' about again? Ah, that's right─you were huntin' for Remon.
Rowena 	Hmmm, well... I reckon he's the man you want, given what you're after. 'Course, the problem ain't findin' him─it's the gettin'-him-to-help-you part.
Rowena 	See, a fair ways back, Remon lent Gerolt a pretty lump o' money. Time comes to repay it, an' Gerolt tries to run. Certain words are said, certain bottles...thrown. Needless to say, Remon hates the blacksmith more than morbol bile.
Rowena 	I ended up repayin' the sum Gerolt owed, but Remon's kept that grudge smolderin' inside him for nigh on twenty years.
Rowena 	I understand why well enough, I suppose. Could've bought ten manses in the Lavender Beds with what Gerolt took. I conjure any man'd be hesitant to forgive an' forget after that.
Rowena 	Now that you know the particulars, I'll give you your introduction. But best to keep in mind that folk as work in the shadows are real sticklers for their code. Won't deal with a soul what's broken it, nor their friends.
Rowena 	So run on back to Hyrstmill an' tell Gerolt that Remon's in his usual haunt. But I don't think the merchant'll touch you with a ten-fulm pole unless the dolt apologizes in full...
 	
Rowena 	You tell Gerolt that Remon's in his usual spot. He'll know where that is.
 	
Gerolt 	Eh? What's that about Remon? Bah! Jus' like that gil-pinchin' bastard to not deal with ye unless I grovel at his bloody feet!
Gerolt 	Ye'd think it water under the bridge by now, as it's been a full twenty years since─ Aaah, but it ain't the money, is it? It's the woman...
Gerolt 	N-Never ye bleedin' well mind who! The point's that Remon won't jus' forgive me, no matter how long or loud I apologize!
Jalzahn 	Have you considered that a gift may say more than words can, Gerolt? Surely you know of something dear to him.
Gerolt 	...Ye heard all that, did ye? As it happens, I can't rightly remember what Remon likes. Well...save fer a bottle o' liquor or three.
Jalzahn 	Then the fiery liquor I gave to you is the answer, is it not?
Gerolt 	N-Now don't talk nonsense! It ain't every day I can drink such fine spirits. That liquor's mine, an' mine it's goin' to stay!
Gerolt 	...Fine! Fer the sake o' the bloody Zodiac Weapon, I'll part with me bottle o' Sunshine!
Jalzahn 	You will not regret this, Gerolt.
...Though I am sorry to say that bottle represents the last of the spirits I brought from Radz–at–Han.
Gerolt 	Gods damn it all! Please, Jalzahn, at least tell me ye've not run out o' the ingredients ye'd need to brew a potion!
Jalzahn 	I...I have not, though all of my alchemical equipment is now buried at the bottom of my luggage. But pray tell─what would you have me do with them?
Gerolt 	Er...somethin' I read in the Trials of the Braves. Fer now, let's jus' say we'll need a potion or the like if this awakenin' business goes to plan.
Gerolt 	Now, [Player Name], if Rowena said Remon's in his usual haunt, then ye'll need to make yer way to Swiftperch. Once ye find the bloke, give him...ye'll need to give him... <shudder> Jus' give him this bottle o' Sunshine and say it's from me.
Gerolt 	Get yerself some o' what he's dealin', an' then hie off to battle! Sense'll pass to yer weapon through soul resonance, an' the more blows ye strike, the sooner its sentience'll start to wake!
 	
Jalzahn 	No doubt the Zodiac glass will aid you in taking measurements of the soul resonance. Once you have imbued your arm with enough senses, return to me and I will do my utmost to see its potential realized!
 	
Gerolt 	Weren't ye off to Swiftperch? Hurry an' get that bottle out o' me sight! 'Tis hard enough that it's goin' to Remon─ye don't need to parade it around in front o' me, too!
 	
Remon 	Good evening/Good morning/Good day to you/Good evening...[Player Name], isn't it? So I thought, so I thought. I've been expecting you.
Remon 	Ahhh, this must be Gerolt's token of apology. <sniff> What an exotic aroma...
Remon 	I'm afraid no bottle of liquor, be it ever so fine, can quell the hate I bear the man. However, I will accept this olive branch nonetheless.
Remon 	But surely you came as much to rouse something from slumber as to lay an old grudge to rest. No need to explain, not to a man with a web of a thousand eyes and ears.
Remon 	You seek to awaken the sentience nestled within your Zodiac Weapon...or am I wrong?
Remon 	So I thought, so I thought. I must say, even I was surprised to hear that Gerolt succeeded in recreating a Zodiac Brave's arm─and amazed to learn the weapon concealed yet another secret!
Remon 	Now, of all my wares, “mahatma” should serve best to bring that secret to light. I have twelve types all told, each the shard of a soul with a distinct sense contained within.
Remon 	I cannot say if it will be what Gerolt was expecting, but attaching them to your weapon in careful order should do...something. As one who once sweated over the anvil, I am intrigued to see what.
Remon 	The merchant in me, however, cannot give mahatma away for free. My price is . Rowena will nevermore be mine, but I would still aid her with these where I can.
Remon 	Ah, and you needn't worry about me. I may deal from the shadows, but I dislike shadowy dealings. When you are ready to purchase mahatma, simply say the word─and produce the Allagan tomestones, of course.
Quest complete.	Quest complete.
Category:Side Story Quests in Final Fantasy XIV