To the Night, What is the Night's

To the Night, What is the Night's is a World Quest in Ancestral Temple, Natlan.
==Starting Location==
The quest starts automatically upon approaching the barrier in the Ancestral Temple after collecting 3 Courier's Trial Keystones.
To the Night, What is the Night's Start Location.png|Start location
To the Night, What is the Night's Start Location Context.png|Additional context
==Steps==
# Talk to the strange person
# Go to the camp
# Talk to Legba
# Open the gate
# Search the ruins
# Find a way to venture deeper into the ruins
# Defeat the Will of the Wayob
#* 
# Talk to Legba
# Place the Obsidian Statue back on the Altar
==Gameplay Notes==
* Completing this quest awards the .
* After step 1, a Precious Chest will appear containing the recipe for Forest of Color.
* After completing this quest, Manzana will appear to the northeast of the Ancestral Temple.
==Dialogue==
;(Obtain 1 Courier's Trial Keystone)
:Paimon: What's this? It looks like a tiny statue, but also seems kinda like a key.
;(Approach the barrier after collecting 3 Courier's Trial Keystones)
:Paimon: Look, , there's a sealed gate over here!
:Paimon: Hehe, don't ask how, but Paimon's got the feeling that the strange things we picked up nearby must have something to do with getting it open.
:Paimon: Weird... Just what could be behind this gate?
:: Rawr!
: It could lead to a monster's lair...
::Paimon: Whoa... And where there be monsters, there be treasures too, right?
::: Rawr!
:: That's not a given.
::Paimon: Oh, come on, stop being such a downer. We'll find out once we get inside!
: Maybe it's a treasure cave...
::Paimon: Hehe! That's what Paimon's gut is telling her too!
::: Rawr!
:: Don't get too excited now.
::Paimon: Right, right. Let's just go in and find out! First we get this gate open, and then... Hehe. Fee, fie, foo, fum. Treasure, treasure, here we come!
:???: Hey, you two! Outlanders! And that... scarf-wearing Tepetlisaurus over there!
:: Arr?
:???: Heh, aren't you the energetic one? Seriously, though, haven't you told them that a seal's a seal because it's meant to seal off forbidden areas?
:???: And you won't find anything in there except for terribly profound curses.
:: Roar...
:Paimon: Wait, so that means... there's no treasure?
:???: Oh, I'm sure there is. Probably.
: Probably?
:???: Yes. But what it is, is something you outlanders shouldn't be poking around, for the "forbidden ground" that lies behind that door is also "holy ground."
:???: Only experienced Couriers who have completed the trials and received approval may enter. Within, it is said, lies a medium by which our ancestors communed with the world of night...
:???: Speaking of which, I wasn't gone that long, was I? And yet here you are, with the three trial completion keystones in tow... Impressive.
:Paimon: Heh! When it comes to climbing up and down looking for stuff, you won't find many better than us!
:: Rawr!
:???: Even tribal couriers might not match your speed. Well, you're still not permitted to enter these taboo grounds, but... my camp is nearby.
:???: How about I treat you to a quick bite, and then you can enjoy a comfy rest?
:: Rrooo...
: We're not hungry yet.
::Paimon: Paimon... Well, Paimon is kinda hungry. Why don't we just take a short little break?
:: Same old Paimon.
::Paimon: Says you... Paimon's still growing, you know!
: Since we've come this far already...
::Paimon: Don't worry about it! You can rest, Paimon'll keep watch!
:: You sure you won't just sleep sounder than I will?
::Paimon: Seriously!? Grr... Paimon'll show you!
:???: Pfft... You two sure seem to get along well. Alright, come along now. My camp — and rest — await.
:???: I will prepare some hot food, guests from afar — and should chance allow, we may have much to talk about.
;(After the conversation)
:???: That's the camp over there.
;(Pass by the camp)
:???: Huh, where are you off to? *sigh* Forget it... You know the way. Come over once you're tired!
;(Approach the camp)
:???: No need to stand on ceremony. Wanna try my cooking?
:???: If you want to make some yourself, I've got a recipe in the box over there, along with some things I don't use. Feel free to go through 'em.
:Paimon: Eh? You carry recipes on you?
:???: Drew up a bunch of copies myself, as it happens. Might be of use, might not, but it could save a life if you run into someone who needs saving, wouldn't you agree?
:Paimon: Huh, you've sure given this some thought...
:???: After all, you've only yourself to rely on when you're outside the tribe.
: Actually, we haven't asked your name yet.
:Legba: My name? Haha! Call me Legba. And you, friends?
:
:Legba: So, Paimon, , and the little Tepetlisaurus... A marvelous fate it is, that had you meet here in Natlan.
:Legba: Speaking of which, , what were you doing near the tribe's taboo grounds, hmm? Treasure-hunting? Secret-seeking?
: The former, naturally.
::: Rawr!
::Paimon: Yeah, that's right! A well-protected place like this has gotta be home to treasure, right?
: Neither. Mere curiosity brought us here.
::Paimon: Yup. Who wouldn't be curious after seeing a great sealed gate, anyway?
::: Rawr!
::Legba: Decent people, I'd say.
::Paimon: Hey!
:Legba: Whatever the case, don't get any funny ideas about the place, outsiders. I will not permit you to enter.
:Legba: That is where our ancient ancestors re-established contact with the Night, and since that day, more and more tribespeople have been able to enter the Night Kingdom's gates.
:: Er?
:Paimon: What sorta place is this "Night Kingdom," anyway?
:Legba: Haha. Well, I've heard that it's where all people of Natlan go when they leave this world... And only a few ever return.
:Legba: There, they say, the water flows like alluring light. There, they say, monumental obsidian tablets stand. It is no place for you to be curious about, even more so than our taboo grounds...
:Paimon: Uh, so about the thing you mentioned earlier... the one that communicates with the night world...
:Legba: A medium, yes. An ancient tool by which our forebears made contact with the Wayob — the envoys of the Night Kingdom.
:Paimon: Whoa. An ancient tool...
:: Rawr!
:Legba: ...Perhaps I have said too much. Whatever. Today, a stable connection has been established with the Night Kingdom, and so a medium has long been unnecessary. If you ask me, such methods were quite crude to begin with.
:Legba: Still, it is a sacred relic for human tribes.
:: Roar...!
:Paimon: All right, all right, we get it...
:Legba: Good. Be right and proper. Do not trespass upon the taboo grounds. That's the way.
:Legba: Ha! Haha! Your companion is clever. A clever child indeed.
:Legba: I, too, had many such... brilliant children. But now, I walk alone. Many years it has been since I left the flocks...
:Legba: Ahem... Ah, night has drawn night sooner than I expected.
:Paimon: *yawn* Honestly, hearing so much stuff she doesn't really understand is making Paimon sleepy...
:Legba: Ah, look at me, getting all carried away like this. Bring me the occasional person to talk to, and I get all chatty... If you don't mind, would you like to rest here for the night?
:Legba: I can prepare bedding for you. I will be out patrolling at night, anyway, so you need not fear for your safety.
:Paimon: Hehe, thanks! That's thoughtful of you!
:: Rawr...
:
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:
:: Rawr!
: Did you find this?
::: Rawr... Rawr!
: Did you... spit this out?
::: Rrrooo...
::Paimon: C'mon, where did you get that idea?
:Paimon: Uh... Don't you think this thing looks kinda ominous...?
: You're a reader of omens now, are you?
::Paimon: Paimon's just telling you what she thinks... It looks like bad news!
: Looks pretty valuable...
::Paimon: Nyeh... Surely something this ugly couldn't sell for much...
:Paimon: But wait a sec! This means you ran off while we were sleeping, didn't you, ?
:: Wrrooo...
:Paimon: Not good... Where did you find this thing anyway? ...Was it some sort of super dangerous, super dirty place?
:: Rrooo...
:Legba: ? ! Little Paimon!
:Paimon: We're still here! What's up?
:Legba: I hurried here upon hearing 's cries. What happened?
:: Rawr!
:Legba: This... This is...
:Legba: Unbelievable. This obsidian statue... is the medium that our ancestors once used to communicate with the Night Kingdom, sealed behind that great gate, deep inside the forbidden grounds...
:Legba: Did you make the little Tepetlisaurus dig it out for you? You... You stole the tribal relic!? And to think, I even prepared this camp for you, and a place to rest...!
: Hang on, we can explain...
::Paimon: It wasn't on purpose!
: We're busted! Run!
::Paimon: What do you mean run!? It's not like we dug it up on purpose!
: Well, since you've caught us...
::Paimon: C'mon! It's not that bad at all. We can just explain!
:: Mrrooo...
:
:Legba: So that's what happened. *sigh* To think it slipped my mind how this little one can simply tunnel everywhere... A failure on my part.
:Legba: Still, this is a problem... Now, this medium has long been unused, but it is still a sacred relic. And if the Wayob were to be angered, we would be in deep trouble.
:Paimon: What do we do, then?
:Legba: Whatever the case, I must trouble you all to return the statue to its rightful place.
:: Rawr...
:Legba: Yes, that means you too, little troublemaker, hehe! Come, let's go!
:Legba: But just so you are aware — the paths in the ruins are winding and filled with mechanisms, so stay wary.
;(Obtain )
;(Approach the barrier)
:Legba: Ah, here, you can have the keystone for opening the door back... But I'm watching you. Don't do anything... unnecessary!
;(Open the barrier)
:Legba: Let's head deeper in. Watch your step.
:Legba: Of course, your own safety is utterly irrelevant. What's important is that I'd rather you not damage the obsidian statue...
:Paimon: Gah! Why do you have to emphasize that!?
;(If the Hydro Slimes spot the player)
:Legba: Careful... It's been a long time since I last came down here. This place has become a den for monsters now.
;(Enter the cavern)
:Legba: Look, that mechanism over there... If memory serves, we are meant to ...
:Legba: ...Though, I'm not too sure about the details. Why don't we try pulling that lever over there first?
;(Talk to Legba, optional)
:Legba: Well... according to what's been passed down from our tribe, to enter the altar, we need to... ...
:Legba: I cannot be too sure, but perhaps we must align the height of the lamps controlled by the mechanisms.
;(After aligning the first lamp)
:Legba: Hah, you've got the hang of it! Very impressive.
:Legba: But it seems like the path still hasn't been unlocked... Perhaps there are other lights?
;(After aligning all 3 sets of lamps)
:Legba: Oh, it looks like all the mechanisms have been unlocked...
;(Activate the switch)
:Legba: Excellent. Let's keep going!
;(Enter the corridor)
:Legba: Over there's where the altar is. If tribal legend is to be believed, it might just be guarded by the Wayob.
:Legba: The Wayob embody the will of deceased guardians and may communicate with the living... The obsidian statue in your hand is what the ancestors of our tribe used to commune with the Land of Night.
:Paimon: Um... Then won't the Wayob be mad that we took the obsidian statue away?
:Legba: It... should be alright? Reasonably reasonable...
;(Approach the marked location)
:Paimon: Whoa, uh, is it just Paimon, or does it not look happy to see us?
:Legba: This is the manifestation of the will of the Wayob, but... We can't communicate. That's just how things are.
:Legba: We need to find a way to "calm" it.
:Paimon: Uh-oh! It's attacking!
;(After defeating the enemy)
:Legba: The will of the Wayob made manifest... and you defeated it... You are mightier than I imagined.
:Legba: Most tribesfolk would have retreated in reverence as soon as they laid eyes on it... For no one knows the reason why such manifestations appear.
:Legba: If you are fortunate, they may respond to you, but mostly, they come to "solve" one problem or another.
:Paimon: So even you don't understand the Wayob's intentions?
:: Ehrrr?
:Legba: As I said before, the Wayob amass the will of departed guardians... They are great yet chaotic and abstruse by comparison, just like their realm, the Night Kingdom.
:Legba: Legend has it that in the days after the dragon with blazing wings awoke from within its volcano, wretched humanity could but barely eke out survival from between its great fangs, claws, and the great banner-like span of its wings.
:Legba: And in the meantime, the Abyss's influence only grew and grew...
:Legba: In that most perilous of times, they say, some tribespeople saw, in a trance, the obsidian branches that remained even in the deepest night.
:Legba: And ever since then, more and more people of skill and talent would sense the Night Kingdom out there, beyond mundane sight... and they resisted the Abyss with totems, with the Ley Lines, and with the power of the elements.
:Legba: This was the ancient altar where our tribal ancestors would use obsidian to communicate with the Night Kingdom.
:Legba: The Wayob also gradually took shape during that time, totems and consciousnesses created by the congregation of each tribe's living and dead...
:Paimon: So that's how it is... So that was just a part of the Wayob, then?
:Legba: Yes, but a mere embodiment of a single thread of their will. They say that the Wayob possess no true solid shape or form. It might be hard to explain, but, uh...
:Legba: That entity will surely reappear should you provoke the Wayob!
:Paimon: Ugh. Let's just focus on putting this statue back on the altar, then!
;(Talk to Legba, optional)
:Legba: Right. Now it is time to return this to its rightful owner.
;(Interact with the altar)
:;(Just as the Traveler is about to set the statue back in place, they and Paimon are teleported to the Night Kingdom)
:Paimon: Huh? Weren't we in the canyon ruins just now? Where is this...?
:"Projection of an Obsidian Tablet": Come, come. Over here.
:"Projection of an Obsidian Tablet": "Idol"... "Medium"... Return...
:"Projection of an Obsidian Tablet": (The gentle voice drifts in as if from far away, like whispers carried on the wind...)
:"Projection of an Obsidian Tablet": (The cold consciousness constantly calls out to you through... the obsidian statue in your hand...)
:"Projection of an Obsidian Tablet": Return... Return...
:;(Following the instructions only they can hear, the Traveler walks forward...)
:Paimon: ?
:;(... and sets the Obsidian Statue over the obsidian projection beside the tablet)
:"Projection of an Obsidian Tablet": ...
:"Projection of an Obsidian Tablet": Long has it been since visitors from afar have come. This place is... too big. Too empty.
:"Projection of an Obsidian Tablet": The dark filth enters uninvited, staining even the darkest dreams...
:"Projection of an Obsidian Tablet": Our nation is invaded once more. If the slain are swallowed by the turbulent tides of darkness, the flames of the living, dawn and dusk... All shall be extinguished...
:"Projection of an Obsidian Tablet": Trust not lightly the so-called vision of the "sacred mountain." Reject... His promise...
:;(The pair are teleported back to the temple)
:Legba: You've returned! You gave me quite the fright there, vanishing once you got close to the altar! I thought you'd been abducted by the Wayob...
:: Rrrooo...
:Paimon: Well, we got quite the fright ourselves. That place was super freaky. There was even a huge stone tablet that spoke to us!
:Paimon: ...What's wrong, ? Were you worried?
:: Rrroo... Mrrroo...
:Legba: Now, see what I told you? Your friends have returned, no?
:Legba: Still... a huge stone tablet, you say?
: (You tell Legba what you saw...)
:Legba: *sigh* To defeat a manifestation of the Wayob's will... And from what you said, it sounds like you even entered the Night Kingdom...
:Legba: It seems you are no ordinary outlanders... To think that I lived to see one who might return from the Night Kingdom... My life has been worth it after all, haha!
:Legba: Alright, now that our "little issue" has been resolved, let us return. I must find a way to return the seal back to how it was...
:Paimon: "Little issue"!? Didn't we, y'know, do... uh, that, to a manifestation of the will of your tribe's Wayob?
:Legba: Eh, it's no biggie. They gather energy from the Ley Lines over time. You needn't fret on their account.
:Paimon: Uh, is it really okay for a tribesperson like you to be that cavalier about your own object of worship?
:Legba: It is fortunate, yes — for you. Were I a stricter adherent, punishment would surely await you!
:Paimon: Uh, yeah, no thanks!
:Legba: And you, little one. Never dig anything up from around here again!
:: Rrah...
:Legba: Hehe. Either way, let us make haste, before any ancestors decide to protest our actions!
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