This is the event we’ve been waiting for! I always love the costumes in the All Saints’ Wake event, and this one takes the cake! Let’s get into it. First, we meet with the Adventurers’ Guild Investigator in Old Gridania.
The Adventurers’ Guild Investigator is looking for a suspiciously scary personage, and of course I’M the one he expects to go find them. This is my duty, and to which I am sworn, so off I go. I meet up with a quite excitable lad who seems to nervously deny anything about am organized holiday feast. This is sus!
Turns out, some ‘ol buggar was trying to get this child to visit his house! Even tried bribing the lad with toys and such, while telling the boy to tell no-one. This just can not happen under my watch! The kid wanted me to promise not to tell, but I couldn’t just let this go. I was going to get to the bottom of this, if it was the last thing I did. I started asking around the neighborhood to see if any locals had heard about this creep. I ran across some foolhardy chap who was invited to a dinner party by this dude?! Once again, I was sworn to secrecy.
I’m not sure who this clown thinks he is, but I’m going to find out where this party is and figure out what exactly is going on here. I decided to have a chat with the local rumormonger across the city, but they were already on the hunt for the same person. I knew well enough to shut my mouth and let the city gossip continue to speak. He thinks this strange fella is some rich dude who like to “share his fortune”, yea well – so did Geoffrey Stepstein, and look how that turned out. Not in my good realm!
I knew just the place for some juicy gossip, and ran to The Roost for a hot cup of tea and sat down next to this beautifully plain, yet dignified lady and made some small talk. While she hadn’t seen our mystery person with her own two eyes, a friend of hers did, and he was dressed silly – which is why he stuck out to her. I thank her for her time and finish my tea, before I stroll back to the theatre to figure this out, once and for all!
Of course, when I returned, the Adventurers’ Guild Investigator hasn’t moved from his post. I don’t know what his post is – holding up this damned tree?! Anyway, I told him everything I knew, which was to say – not much. He agreed it was suspicious and told me what he had gleaned in the investigation. Unfortunately, the investigator thinks his cover was blown and so now I am to try to find this mad man on my own, like everything else in this realm. The investigator gave me a general location the dude was last seen, and off I went.
I snuck down a hill by a small river, and someone started whispering to me to follow them. He introduced himself, with what I am sure was a fake name, but it was him. I was sure of it! I’m not one to beat around the bush, so I spilled all the dodgy rumors I heard about him, but did not divulge the names of those who talked. He seemed shocked that these things were being said about him, but what lala lover wouldn’t? Of course he’s not going to admit to it! I decide that the best course of action was to be honest, so I told him my name when he asked, but I wasn’t comfortable about it. He invited me to his part, but my gut was telling me to run.
The Warrior of Light never runs, but I know when to trust my gut, so I cautiously agree. He catches me off guard with his morbid jokes, but I have to get to the bottom of this! I was given a location near Bentbranch, and I wasn’t about to wake up the chocobo, so I teleported over and took off on foot. It wasn’t far from the bridge, or so I thought. I saw his uniqe outfit and knew decided to duck behind a rock to give a little peek at what he was doing. He was just chilling out under the bridge. WTF is going on?! All of a sudden, his wife shows up yelling, and his son was closely following. They continued to bicker for a bit, and I tried to hear what they were talking about. Wait…..did he just say “their DOOM!”? I listen closer. I knew it! Super creep! This clown is here to kill us all, and his son apparently has no clue. He too was duped into thinking this was a party.
I ran back to report what I heard to the investigator, and he had already called in an expert, who was due to show up shortly. Up walks this dapper looking man, with spiffy shades and a frilly black top who introduced himself as Marke. He’d been on the case for some time now and was sure we’d apprehend the creep today! He told me some backstory about the case, and I listened attentively, asking questions where they arose. They suspected him for many murders over the years, but I would ensure there would be no more. Meanwhile, Marke gave me his number and said I could call him anytime. Was this business or pleasure?
The time has come, the event is near, and I have to get on my best glam to look the part. I get dressed and put on my war paint. The next thing I know, I’m whisked away by magicks to a dungeon! WHAT PARTY? Anyway, I beat his ass and took some cookies to-go.