Map questLevel 10
Quest giver W'dhovaka
in Middle La Noscea
W'dhovaka swears by Llymlaen, Limsa's guardian goddess of navigation, and has to explain the ripped leather is not her trousers. Fewer balloons mean less cargo lifted. After you kill five crabs, she wants a more lasting fix, as loads keep growing.
A close-up of the Skylift cargo crunch of MSQ #10-#11.
, a Skylift operator, is looking for someone to assist with her megalocrab woes..Next in the play order: Thanks a Million. Wyrkrhit
calls the driver gutless for dumping a millioncorn seedling when a monster sprang from it.
The lines worth a second look, in the order you hear them, and what each one means.
Ah, for the love o' Llymlaen, not again! The leather's ripped to bloody shreds! Hm? No, there's naught awry with me breeches, ye cheeky sod.
W'dhovaka swears 'for the love o' Llymlaen'. This is a natural oath for a Lominsan. Llymlaen, goddess of navigation, is the guardian god of Limsa Lominsa.
Ah, for the love o' Llymlaen, not again! The leather's ripped to bloody shreds! Hm? No, there's naught awry with me breeches, ye cheeky sod.
W'dhovaka yells that 'the leather's ripped'. Then she quickly has to make clear that she means the leather of her balloons, not her trousers.
The reward W'dhovaka pays for this quest is not just gil. It also includes a bonus of Ice Shard ×23.
Lominsan engineers built the Skylift. It is a tower made of wooden scaffolding, with pulleys, winches and lighter-than-air balloons. These are the very balloons in danger here.
Encyclopaedia Eorzea says many eager hunters have broken a fang on a megalocrab's very hard shell. Some even broke a blade. They were trying to reach the juicy meat inside.
The title plays on 'hung out to dry'. This saying means being left alone in trouble. The title takes it word for word. W'dhovaka left her balloon envelopes out to dry on the rocks.
Who they are, and what they do in this quest.
W'dhovaka is a Skylift operator. Megalocrabs have ripped the leather balloon envelopes she left drying on the rocks.
W'dhovaka swears by Llymlaen, Limsa's guardian goddess of navigation, and has to explain the ripped leather is not her trousers. Fewer balloons mean less cargo lifted. After you kill five crabs, she wants a more lasting fix, as loads keep growing.
The game was written in Japanese and rewritten, not just translated, for each language. Here is what the other versions say, next to the English.
| Japanese | 切り裂きクラブ ‘Ripper Crabs’ |
|---|---|
| French | Sans se serrer la pince ‘Without Shaking Pincers’ |
| German | Scherenschnitt ‘Scissor-Cut (a paper silhouette)’ |
Ah, for the love o' Llymlaen, not again! The leather's ripped to bloody shreds! Hm? No, there's naught awry with me breeches, ye cheeky sod.
Raah ! Ces satanés crustacés sont encorrre venus fourrer leurs pinces là où il ne faut pas... !
‘Raah! Those blasted crustaceans have come poking their pincers where they shouldn't again...!’
W'dhovaka's rolled r's are written out on the page. The English gives her a sailor's brogue instead.
Ah, for the love o' Llymlaen, not again! The leather's ripped to bloody shreds! Hm? No, there's naught awry with me breeches, ye cheeky sod.
Ces satanés crustacés sont encorrre venus fourrer leurs pinces là où il ne faut pas...
‘Those blasted crustaceans have come poking their pincers where they shouldn't again...!’
French builds the innuendo on pincers poking where they shouldn't; English says the leather is ripped.
Ah, for the love o' Llymlaen, not again! The leather's ripped to bloody shreds! Hm? No, there's naught awry with me breeches, ye cheeky sod.
Ah, je vous rassure, ce n'est rien que la pudeurrr m'empêcherait de vous dire.
‘Ah, let me reassure you, it is nothing that modesty would stop me from telling you.’
French teases that it's nothing indecent; English has her snap that her breeches are fine, "cheeky sod".
It's the megalocrabs─they've been at the balloon envelopes I left out to dry on the rocks. Those hells-spawned snippers think they've found a squid or somethin' an' set to nibblin'.
Megalokrabben haben die Ballonhülle, die ich zum Trocknen ausgelegt hatte, mit ihren Scheren zerschnitten.
‘The megalocrabs have used their claws to cut up the balloon envelope I'd laid out to dry.’
„Scherenschnitt“ is the craft of scissor-cut paper silhouettes, and „Schere“, 'scissors', is also a crab's claw. Here the balloon is the paper, snipped to shreds.
It's the megalocrabs─they've been at the balloon envelopes I left out to dry on the rocks. Those hells-spawned snippers think they've found a squid or somethin' an' set to nibblin'.
Vielleicht macht sie die Farbe aggressiv ... oder was weiß ich ...
‘Maybe the colour makes them aggressive... or who knows...’
W'dhovaka has a different guess than in English for why the crabs attack.
Ye take care o' them snippers? Good bloody riddance! Nice work there, lass/lad.
Vous avez découpé ces vilains mégalocrabes en bâtonnets ?
‘You chopped those nasty megalocrabs into sticks?’
English simply asks if you dealt with them; French jokes that you chopped the crabs into sticks.
Highlighted words have a note: click one to open it under the line.
Ah, for the love o' Llymlaen, not again! The leather's ripped to bloody shreds! Hm? No, there's naught awry with me breeches, ye cheeky sod.
W'dhovaka swears 'for the love o' Llymlaen'. This is a natural oath for a Lominsan. Llymlaen, goddess of navigation, is the guardian god of Limsa Lominsa.
W'dhovaka yells that 'the leather's ripped'. Then she quickly has to make clear that she means the leather of her balloons, not her trousers.
Raah ! Ces satanés crustacés sont encorrre venus fourrer leurs pinces là où il ne faut pas... !
‘Raah! Those blasted crustaceans have come poking their pincers where they shouldn't again...!’
W'dhovaka's rolled r's are written out on the page. The English gives her a sailor's brogue instead.
Ces satanés crustacés sont encorrre venus fourrer leurs pinces là où il ne faut pas...
‘Those blasted crustaceans have come poking their pincers where they shouldn't again...!’
French builds the innuendo on pincers poking where they shouldn't; English says the leather is ripped.
Ah, je vous rassure, ce n'est rien que la pudeurrr m'empêcherait de vous dire.
‘Ah, let me reassure you, it is nothing that modesty would stop me from telling you.’
French teases that it's nothing indecent; English has her snap that her breeches are fine, "cheeky sod".
It's the megalocrabs─they've been at the balloon envelopes I left out to dry on the rocks. Those hells-spawned snippers think they've found a squid or somethin' an' set to nibblin'.
Megalokrabben haben die Ballonhülle, die ich zum Trocknen ausgelegt hatte, mit ihren Scheren zerschnitten.
‘The megalocrabs have used their claws to cut up the balloon envelope I'd laid out to dry.’
„Scherenschnitt“ is the craft of scissor-cut paper silhouettes, and „Schere“, 'scissors', is also a crab's claw. Here the balloon is the paper, snipped to shreds.
Vielleicht macht sie die Farbe aggressiv ... oder was weiß ich ...
‘Maybe the colour makes them aggressive... or who knows...’
W'dhovaka has a different guess than in English for why the crabs attack.
Less balloons in the air means less cargo gettin' lifted, an' that don't sit too well with me. Ye lookin' for a quick job? How 'bout ye crack a few shells afore ye head off on yer way? If ye could put down five or so o' the buggers, that ought to do for now.
Ye take care o' them snippers? Good bloody riddance! Nice work there, lass/lad.
Vous avez découpé ces vilains mégalocrabes en bâtonnets ?
‘You chopped those nasty megalocrabs into sticks?’
English simply asks if you dealt with them; French jokes that you chopped the crabs into sticks.
Still, it won't be long afore a new crew o' crabs comes sidlin' in to claim that territory. And our loads just keep gettin' heavier, what with all the rebuildin' going on. If I don't want to be buried under a mountain o' crates, I'd best think of a more lastin' solution to this snipper problem.