Suspicious Smallholder: Ahee hee hee!
Trickster Imp: Oho! You've done well to see through my disguise, mortaling. I was convinced I'd gotten the glamour just right this time!
Trickster Imp: I wonder...might your mind be as sharp as your eyes? Riddle me this, and your day will be a touch sweeter for it! Hee hee!
Trickster Imp: Ahem! Ready or not, here I come!
Trickster Imp: And from ashes of pain and ruin shall riseAn undying Flame to drive dark from men's eyes.Of where do I speak?
The trickster imp poses a riddle to Haru Miaru.
And from ashes of pain and ruin shall riseAn undying Flame to drive dark from men's eyes.Of where do I speak?
Sharlayan.
Ul'dah.
Ala Mhigo.
Trickster Imp: ...Is the wrong answer! Boooooo! And that was supposed to be one of the easy ones...
Trickster Imp: You disappoint me, mortaling, but being the generous soul that I am, I will give you a consolation prize. Take these pumpkin cookies here, and never let it be said that we imps are miserly.
Trickster Imp: Ta-ta, mortaling. Be seeing you!


Sharlayan is the wrong ansewr