After Valkurm and a quick stint in Qufim Island outside of Jeuno, I learned that the only place to go from there was Kazham, which could only be accessed by collecting 3 keys and trading them for an airship pass.
Makes sense.
Last time I booked a flight with American Airlines, I was given the option to pay with cash, credit card, or car keys stolen from my neighbors, so I was not unfamiliar with this concept.
My ol' buddy Manaseph was more than willing to help, and once he set his sub job to White Mage for the benefit of healing, we were off!
I don't quite remember much about the Yagudo and Orc keys. Those went off without incident. We even managed to kill a few NMs while key hunting. Neat!
However, the Quadav key was... Fun, to say the least.
We went deep into Palborough Mines, murdering any Quadav that were foolish enough to pick a fight with us. Even with Manaseph's level being in the low 30's, the Quadav put up a good fight. But in the end, they succumbed to death by stabbitty-stab. Shit was very much getting stabbitty'd here.
None of the monsters we were killing were dropping keys, so we decided to go deeper.
Now, the deeper area of Palborough Mines is defiantly not the easiest to navigate, even with a map. There are a lot of blocked areas and gates that force you to take the long way around. So when we started seeing the higher level Quadav that had a greater chance of dropping the keys, we got a bit excited. So excited, that Manaseph started casting Dia on anything he would see, regardless of weather or not it was behind said gate.
For those of you who play, you know where this is going.
For those of you that do not:
Death. It's always death.
You see, Dia can be cast through gates, however the enemy cannot move through, because it's a fucking gate.
So they chase after you, taking the longest way around possible. Sometimes you forget about them, like we did.
Until they return. With their buddies. Millions of them.
I'm pretty sure we linked every Quadav in the area, all of which proceeded to destroy the fuck out of us in one swift tidal wave of turtle ass. Thanks, bro.
We did go back and get a key, along with a few other people who were key hunting as well, so in the end, it was a great/painful learning experience that we would eventually go back and do for fun when we weren't squishy bags of pudding.
I would always pull that trick when I agreed to help friends get Kazham keys.
The look on their faces was always priceless.
Sometimes lifeless.
Most often lifeless. But I found it funny.
And in the end, isn't that what really matters?
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