The Maelstrom had been tracking rumours of strange Sahagin activity for weeks, suggesting they were preparing to perform a summoning – but something was different. Their efforts were not centralized, they were not bringing crystals to a single place. It was feared they’d somehow managed to summon Leviathan already and were simply feeding him – but how could that have gone unnoticed? Every time the Sahagin had summoned their primal before, they had quickly turned him against Limsa Lominsa, so why the sudden low profile?
The change in tactics was disturbing. Eventually the Maelstrom narrowed their options down to a few possible lairs for the Lord of the Whorl, and sent out teams of adventurers and their own troops to investigate. The Grim, having proven themselves during the long fight to banish Titan, were included among the teams sent to find Leviathan.
They only got halfway there before the Lord of the Whorl emerged from the ocean and attacked their boat; the craft was nearly destroyed, but in the end Leviathan failed in his assault and was banished. The Grim returned to Limsa, flush with victory, only to later learn that three other teams had also been attacked by Leviathan – and one had defeated theirs as well. Some teams had not returned at all. Had they only defeated an illusion? Does Leviathan still roam the seas?
Meanwhile, in Mor Dhona, the Crystal Tower looms over the remains of Silvertear Lake. Several of the Grim’s finer minds would love to look inside, but the Sons of Saint Coinach and NOAH are loath to let anyone through the gates, especially a group like the Grim. Trying to get official access was going nowhere – until Eleanor was approached by a rogue Son by the name of C’alen. He offered “unfettered” access to the tower, in return for one thing: Mercurius, and the Allagan rot plaguing his body. Eleanor and Elizabeth continue to investigate, learning more about C’alen, the keys to the tower, and this devil’s deal being offered.
Momohani continues his research into building bigger and better bombs, and the Grim search the world for a golem soulstone and a pair of coblyn shells big enough to build a living weapon worthy of the diminutive Lord of Fire. What they plan to do with such a weapon remains unknown; perhaps simply having it is an end in itself.
