Dear Square-Enix,

Attached below you will come to notice an image that I have snapped of quite the predicament of a fellow Knight. This marks the 47th Earth day or in a more familiar day count--940 Eorzean days since Ishgard has opened its doors to myself and my fellow adventurers and as such--whether the sudden noise from the rickety main gate opening or the thud of a dying dragon knocked this man off his balance and over the edge--he has been there ever since, dangling. And so dear Square-Enix I come to the meat and bread of my inquiry-and while'st I am humbled by this Knight's devotion to cling for dear life--I ask, why can I not save this poor soul? I am a vanquisher of demons, defiler of dragons, and queller of immortals, quite frankly I am the Warrior of Light. Please hear this humble request to offer a helping hand to this poor-yet dedicated to life--soul.

Best Regards,
Altrage A'uli

P.S. If naught avails, lest we at least be able to target and cheer on this fellow knight as a sign of good luck and camaraderie?

P.P.S. I bet his hunger is that of one thousand Maws.