An Eternal Melody (pt.1) - Tavnazian Safehold Prishe: So you finally decided to show up. I've heard all about you from Justinius. Sounds like you've had a hell of a time since you got here.
Prishe: But I'm not one to pry. To put it in other words, I just don't give a damn.
Prishe: But there is one thing that's been bugging me. Where did you get your hands on this amulet?
Prishe: A white-haired boy? That's strange... Are you sure you don't mean a tall blonde chick?
Prishe: Anyway, I'm not a thief, so you can have this back.
Prishe: What did you...
Despachiaire: Prishe, do you have a moment?
Prishe: What's wrong, Despachiaire? You never come to my quarters.
Prishe: I'm the "abhorrent one." I thought if you talked to me you'd be punished by the goddess.
Anyway, what is it that you want?
Despachiaire: I heard of what transpired on Cape Riverne--that a great dragon appeared.
Prishe: That's exactly what happened! I'd never seen anything like it. If that monster decided to attack us, there wouldn't be a trace of this place left.
Do you think that the dragon you saw may be the same one portrayed in the painting of Al'Taieu?
Despachiaire: Do you not remember the painting brought back by Grezzo from the Tenshodo?
Despachiaire: Cardinal Mildaurion told us of the tale that unfolded on the canvas.
Prishe: But if the dragon I saw was the same as in the painting, then that would mean the beast was...Bahamut!?
Prishe: I've got to check this out!
You, find Ulmia and bring her back here quick!
An Eternal Melody - Misareaux Coast
It all began with a stone, or so the legend says.
In ages past, a sentient jewel filled the world with life and brought forth mighty gods.
Bathed in that light, the world entered an age of bliss until, after a time, the gods fell into slumber.
That world was called Vana'diel.
Our world, Vana'diel...
Ulmia: Ah, you must be...
Ulmia: You are Player name, correct?
My name is Ulmia.
You wish to know the name of the song?
Ulmia: It is called the "Lay of the Immortals." It has been passed down through the Tavnazian Cathedral since ancient times.
Ulmia: The history of our people may often be lost to the flames of war and catastrophe. However, this song of guidance shall never be forgotten...
Nag'molada: Are you the one who was singing just now?
Ulmia: Nag'molada...was it not?
Nag'molada: Even after the longest of trials, there are some things that will never be lost. How very nostalgic.
Nag'molada: In a place quite similar to this one, a song was born in an age when such things did not exist.
Amazing to hear the birth of song, the first song...
Ulmia: The birth of song...?
Ulmia: Is it possible that you know this lay?
Nag'molada: Yes, I know it well.
It is known as the "Memoria de la S^tona."
There is another verse.
However, this age will not last. The great bane will devour the fair land of Vana'diel.
The ancient seal will be broken, awakening nightmares of ages past.
A tragic age of darkness will reign.
And yet, the gods will not wake from their slumber...
That world was called Vana'diel.
Nag'molada: This is no fabrication.
The memory of the crystal is the memory of Vana'diel.
No one, mortal or immortal, can warp the truth of these words.
My apologies, I must be on my way...
Ulmia: One moment!
You must tell me one thing.
Is that how the song ends...?
Nag'molada: No, the song continues.
Nag'molada: But the next verse is beyond the limits of your mortal voice.
Only the gods are allowed to sing forth its melody.
Ulmia: The gods...
Whatever could he mean...?
Prishe has summoned me?
Very well, let us return to town.
An Eternal Melody (pt.2) - Tavnazian Safehold Justinius: Prishe! Did you look at the sky!?
Something left a second strange trail...and the trail leads right to Cape Riverne!
Prishe: Yeah, I saw it. Left by another dragon, right? How many of those things are there, anyway?
I still do not know if I can believe what you have just told me.
Ulmia: Have the Gates of Paradise truly begun to open...?
Prishe: How the hell should I know? That's why we're going to ask Bahamut, right?
Prishe: Everybody, listen up!
We're heading to Riverne! Anybody with enough guts to come with me, step forward!
You'd think at least those troublemaking Tarutaru would want to come. Where are they, anyway?
Ulmia: Yes, where could they have run off to?
Justinius: Now that you mention it, that stranger is not here, either.
Tressia: Wait a second--I just saw him outside. The creepy-looking guy in the black robe, right?
Prishe: Where did you say you saw him?
Mengrenaux: I saw the stranger as well. He was speaking with the three Tarutaru.
Parelbriaux: Prishe, they packed their bags and left the safehold a few minutes ago!
Prishe: Huh!? Why, those conniving...!
Ulmia: Do you think they could have set off for Cape Riverne? But why...?
Prishe: There's only one reason. They smell an adventure!
C'mon! We've got no time to lose!