Well thanks! Apparently everyone in the Eastern Shroud liked me too, because when those infuratingly strong gnats shot me to death with their infinite stingers piercing my soft thaumaturgian body like a fuzzy pin cushion, I had no shortage of people running from all over the zone to raise me.
I'm starting to come to the conclusion that Eorzeans are extreme masochists, having raised me and all. Or maybe they are just very loyal to their future destroyer (who decks out in the coolest level 5 yellow hempen hat this side of Limsa Lominsa). I haven't even mentioned my hilarious Copperbell Mines run that took place after the whole Gridania thing last evening. And now I have a tiny bud minion from killing Lazy Laurence... he was only the beginning.