Neyla
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| The quadav offers mustard for my corndog. |
and I started in Beadeaux for today's coffer key hunt. It took us awhile to work our way to the camp near the Mute, but two other people were already there killing quadav. We moved to the small four-door intersection room, but it only took a few pulls before we got a nasty link and I had to Escape us. Neyla wanted me to let him die so we wouldn't have to walk all the way back, but it was too late.
The other two people had cleared out by the time we got to the first camp and we started clubbing turtles in relative safety. I had my Club of Trials with me; all those Light skillchains quickly worked off the latent effects. I switched over to the Morganstern at that point. The spiked ball is a lot more imposing and deadly-looking than that ridiculous metal corndog.
The key finally dropped, so we moved on to Castle Oztroja to farm a key he'll need for his Bard gear.
Another Red Mage, Jedimind, also was on his way to the top floor. We reached the trapdoor at the same time and the guy triggered it, dropping Neyla down below. We split and I managed to get a little lost, but we finally met up at the next door.
The top floor with all the coffer mobs was loaded with gilsellers for some reason. Trying to compete with them for mobs wasn't much fun, so we decided to drop into the open area with the Yagudo High Priest.
"People
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| Neyla admires the yagudo. |
complain about the quadav," Neyola said, "but I think yagudo are tougher fighters." I believe him. He was constantly applying Stoneskin and casting to keep hate off me while we ground them down. Our visit was cut short by a link that brought four yagudo down on our heads, so I Escaped us while Neyla kept them occupied.
We didn't feel like climbing to the top again, so Neyla suggested Boyahda Tree to work off points. After the magical spamfest, clubbing Robber Crabs and Knight Crawlers to death sounded like a welcome respite. I called Paprika -- "Tarutaru hax!" Neyla accused -- and rode off past him.
The tree was a highway of familiar faces running upstairs to kill Fafnir while we were doing our thing. By the time we left, I'd worked off half the points for my Morganstern. A coffer key dropped near the end, giving us a nice 10k bonus. Better still, the day had given an extra 1500xp to my dwindling White Mage buffer.
The
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| It's not easy saying goodbye to Papa Paprika. |
other major event of the day was Paprika's retirement. I'd planned to wait until after the next update, but his stats haven't improved much lately and I've been itching to start raising the egg from his "date" with Evildr's chocobo.
"Get ready for the tear-fest," I told Neyla. "I've heard stories about this cutscene."
Yeah, I got on the edge of misty-eyed. I was presented with flashbacks of Paprika's life before they shipped him off to the retirement farm, and it was startling to realize I'd been raising him from egg to adulthood for over three months. It kinda bummed me out that my daily interactions with him have ended, but at least I can still ride him when I use the whistle.