Get Johann's note

Adventure Quest- Falcorth Plains

Haranya- Falcorth Plains

So, you want to do Adventure Quests? These are "Secret" quests (as opposed to "Hidden," which unlock when you kill X number of mobs) which require sleuthing rather than following the arrow in a quest log. In order to do these quests, you follow clues left in a zone. Many result in the precious "Exploration" proficiency, and can provide furniture items, or just a sense of accomplishment.

We decided to start at the beginning, so our first Adventure Quest Walk Through in this series is for Falcorth Plains, the Firran starting zone.

We're going to try our best to take you through the steps. Since you may only need a hint, we'll try to hide the spoilers for you, but no guarantees.

First, a Pro-tip: Open a new chat tab. In this tab, click the tab settings, and add only "Quest Dialogue" from the dialogue options, and "Quest info" from the alert options. This will keep the information given to you by the NPCs from getting lost.

In Falcorth Plains, start near the Oxion Clan, and kill Schima Crooks, Schima Escorts, and Schima Fighters. (Leave the rogues alone.)

Get Johann's Message from a dead Schima

You have Johann’s Message

Now to find Johann. The note says you'll see him when the Blackbreath caves fills with water. Using our Sherlock-line powers of deduction, we head to Blackbreath cave, northwest of our current position.
A clue?

Into the Cave

Following every RPG game device ever, you see a button. Do you push it? Well, heck yes, we push it. In this case, of course, we actually know we're supposed to push it. It's almost like cheating, really.

Find Johann in the Cave

We pushed the button, the cave fills with water. According to the note, this is when we should see... aha!

Talking to Johann

We go up to Johann, collect our +50 Exploration XP, and give him a chat. This is where our new tab comes in handy, because he doesn't give us a quest that files neatly into our log. Instead, he just tells us what to do.

Find all the things!

First up, go look for the WInd Flower. "Why?" you ask, "It's not in proper OCD order!" you exclaim. "Watch and learn, Grasshopper," I say.

You see, the Wind Flower only spawns in one location, and has a "Wind Grass" place holder. If your first spawn is a Wind Flower, you win the RNG this time, and can go on to the next. However, if it's Wind Grass, you pick the grass, go get the staff, come pick the grass again, go get the spirit, come for the grass again. After that, if it's still grass, well, you're in for a little wait. Don't worry, it's only about a five minute spawn time.

It's pretty much exactly where Johann told you it would be. You'll know you're close when you see Gladosh.

Wind Flower

Skrull’s Staff

Johann's location for the staff, "in the Achassi Den," was a little misleading. It's not near any Achassi, and it's not in a Den. Instead, go kill Shaman Skrull, in the back corner of the Hulkflesh Ravine.

Skrull

Falcon Spirit

Not gonna lie; this one is a little obnoxious.

It is in the Nascent Cliffs, that part is accurate. There is probably a super clever way to use all those Earth totems and Runes to port yourself around and climb up the vines to find the right location. I, being lazy as hell, climbed up some cliffs north of its location, and used a glider to fly to it, instead. Sue me.

Falcon Spirit
Falcon Spirit- Click me!

This is it!

The conclusion of your hard work lies waiting for you at the Wind Altar in Wind's Promise. Laying the items on the altar will spawn a level 10, 2-star mob, complete with lighting effects.

Your reward:

Wind Altar
Upgrade Row

Polrena Reviews… Archeage!

Summary:

Graphics/Sound: 3/5

PVE: 4/5

PVP: 3/5

End Game: 3/5

Community: 1/5

Archeage, an MMO developed by Lineage’s Jake Song, was released by XL Games in Korea on January 15, 2013. Rift’s Trion obtained publishing rights, and released the North American and European version on September 16, 2014.

Nominally a “Sandpark,” it has elements of both a “themepark” and “Sand box” MMO, but cannot be truly classified as one or the other. Archeage has multiple currencies, which I’ll list here for easy references.

Gold: the standard, in-game monetary unit.
Credit: Purchase with Real Money at the marketplace. Can be used to purchase Patron status.
Gilda Star: a particular in-game currently used by a race called the “Daru,” Gildas are obtained through specific quest types or specific intercontinental trade runs.
Merit Badge: A merit badge can be earned through achievements such as drinking your first healing potion, or by specific daily quests.
Loyalty: Loyalty points are a type of currency that can be used to purchase specific in-game items through the marketplace. Only patrons can earn loyalty, at a base value of 5 per day, per log in.

Archeage can be Free to Play, but a note on “Free to Play” versus “Pay to win”— There are arguments about whether Archeage is Pay to Win. Strictly speaking, it is not. Anything you need to do in the game, you can do without paying a single red cent. There are absolutely no items that you can ONLY purchase with cold, hard cash. That being said, cash makes a fine grease when you’re stuck. It does get things moving a little faster, if you’re the impatient sort. If you’re patient, you can make trade runs, save your pennies, purchase an “APEX” with gold, then cash in your APEX for credits, which you can then use to buy anything in the marketplace, including Patron Status. Patron status opens up a lot of doors, including the ability to get loyalty on both an NA and EU server, which you can in turn use to buy things, sell for gold, and use THAT gold to buy another APEX, which you turn in for credits… you see where this is going. The game IS free to play, and you CAN be competitive as a free-to-play player. Eventually. If you insist that the only way you can have fun is to be able to win 1v1 duels within your first month, though, you’re going to want to bring your credit card.

Graphics/Sound:

Archeage’s graphics are beautiful at highest settings, but it requires a much higher-end PC than the recommended minimum to maintain such beauty without lag. There are a lot of options for graphics controls, but as you approach the easiest load on a lower-end PC (mine’s one year old, and helplessly out of date, the horror!), the details become an uncomfortable blur. The best way to play this game is to load it onto an SSD, particularly if you plan to use more than one account at a time.

Sound and music are average, with a minimum amount of sound options available. The music background music is neither irritating nor inspiring, but the changes do let you know whether you’re in combat, in a safe area, or in a housing zone, so the musical cues at least do their job well without being so grating that you would rather play in silence.

Pros: Pretty!

Cons: Requires a serious gaming system to play at highest settings without noticeable lag

PVE:

Land ownership:

Pros: While having a questing/dungeon similar to other fantasy-based MMO’s, Archeage’s unique draw is, arguably, their “Land Ownership” system. Any monthly subscriber, called a “Patron,” has the ability place a design and build a structure. These structures currently include houses, farms, private workstations, or a communal “Fellowship plaza.” The initial price of the designs is quite low and within easy reach- a level 10 character freely obtains an 8×8 “Scarecrow Garden,” with a small house obtainable at any time with 15 “Gilda Stars,” a currently obtainable through specific quests. (You can easily get 50 of them by level 30.)

Cons: Placing your design, however, can be somewhat more problematical, depending on your server. If you are on a very popular NA server like Kraken, for example, the space for planting your design simply isn’t available right now. Land, much like in real life, is a finite resource. While the Korean version of the game limited the amount of accounts one person can have, which in turn limited the amount a single character or account could grab, the North American version has no such limitations. You may have as many accounts as you like, with as many patrons as you see fit to have. This has allowed a kind of “land baron” mentality in many players, who hoard land as if it were gold… and in fact, it often IS, as they sell their plots for amounts of money that far outstrip a beginning player’s ability to pay it. The converse of this is, that land IS available to buy- you just have to be persistent, and willing to fork over the gold for it. On less populated servers, on the other hand, land is not nearly as precious a commodity, and even a beginning player can find free plots of land for their 8×8’s and starter houses. The cost of this, of course, is that you may not have as many people available to play with you in arenas or in dungeons.

Customization:

Archeage’s customization is, frankly, the best out there right now. Bewilderingly, however, it is severely under-utilized on the North American and European servers. On the face of it, Archeage offers a pitifully sparse amount of interior and yard decorations. If you’ve played Vanguard, Star Wars (Galaxies or Online), Wild Star, or Everquest 2, for example, AA’s available choices are embarrassingly small by comparison. One thing, and one thing only, pushes AA back up into the realm of “unprecedented customization”: Crests. A dozen or more items in the game, from the sails on your ship, to a face mask, to paintings and cubes and columns, can be customized with literally anything you can think up to put on them. You buy a “brainstorm,” punch it up on an in-game workstation, make a “stamp” and start customizing everything from your wardrobe to your car. The Korean gamers have seized on this to create some truly beautiful and unique scenery and interior designs. North American gamers tend to limit it to painting their sails, cars, and skateboards with a guild logo, and call it a day. The potential here for decorating your house is truly beyond incredible, and the lack of enthusiasm for it boggles the mind.

Pros: Unlimited decoration potential

Cons: At 300 credits per Crest Brainstorm at the Credit Marketplace, you’re better off paying 80-100 gold for an AH brainstorm to make your stamp, but 100 gold per block is probably stifling the “Make it look like Minecraft” crowd.

Trade Runs:

Trade routes are another gaming mechanic that are unique to Archeage. While appearing similar to any number of “go here, bring this” missions or quests in other games, an Archeage trade run does not need to be accepted prior to making the run. You simply bring what you want to sell to someone who wants it. The value of your resource changes depending on distance traveled, and how many have already been sold in the area. You can bring one or more items, and there are specific vehicles you can build to bring multiple packs with you at a time.

Pros: Reliable source of income

Cons: The best rewards come with the greatest risks, and you may wind up with your multi-thousand-gold cargo lost at sea to a fleet of pirates….or lost in a so-called “safe” area to a really inconvenient game disconnect. (The latter is the more annoying, if you’re interested.)

Crafting:

Archeage crafting (and gathering resources, for that matter) is done through a system called “Labor.” A free-to-play player gets 5 labor every 5 minutes they’re logged into the game, with a maximum labor pool of about 2000. A Patron gets 10 labor every 5 minutes, even if offline, with a maximum pool of 5000. Like any crafting system ever, the more you craft, the more stuff you can eventually craft. The Archeage take on it, however, is to limit how quickly you can level your crafting, by limiting your labor pool. (You can buy labor potions with gold, credits, or loyalty, however. This means you can level up your crafting as fast as you want to, provided you want to pay through the nose for it.) The other uniquely Archeage attribute is its upgrade system. Any piece of equipment can be upgraded from the basic “grey” level through to Mythic. However, it gets quite pricey the higher you go, and has a significantly increasing chance to destroy the item completely once you pass Celestial. For this reason, many players give up after they’ve destroyed their life’s work with one throw of the dice. Upgrading is not for the faint of heart… or for the casual player.

Pros: Make your own stuff for a fraction of AH values, sell your own stuff for profits. Also, fun.

Cons: If RNGesus hates you, you will be perpetually broke. One player told me, “If you’re wealthy in Archeage, you’re doing it wrong.” Upgrading costs a lot. A WHOLE lot. Pro tip: Save your gold and buy what you want; let some other poor schmuck take the risks.

PVP:

A lot of Archeage players kill each other. There is content for pirates, who have chosen to forswear any allegiance, as well as cross-faction conflicts. You can also choose to do arenas, and try your hand at small scenarios or the regularly scheduled conflicts. If you’re in the mood, you can sneak up on a fellow faction member in a hostile zone, turn on bloodlust mode, smite them and swipe their hard-earned tradepack(s) while they’re dead.

You can build ships, and use fleets of them in coordinated sea battles. Hunt down the Archeage equivalents of the East India Trading company, kill the crew with all hands, and make off with the cargo. Or participate in the regularly scheduled in-game conflicts at sea. Find a Kraken or the Leviathan, and throw your guild against the competition to see who can take it down.

Pros: Kill anybody you want, in over half of the land map, and all of the sea map. Take people’s stuff after you kill them. Reasonably balanced classes. No class is “Overpowered” based on class, alone.

Cons: Bloody expensive to have the upgraded gear needed to be competitive without a highly experienced group at your back.

End Game:

Let’s be honest here, any “end-game” dungeon is boring as hell after the first four dozen times or so. The good news is, you don’t HAVE to dungeon yourself to death in Archeage. You can get gear out on the wild, or buy purchasing it, or making it yourself. Never step foot in a dungeon at all, if you don’t want to. The “End Game” in Archeage is, like any good sandbox, whatever you want it to be. You will never have the best stuff in every way, unless you’re a literal millionaire and can throw around real money on a video game like Tic Tacs. (And if you are, I’m Mordoc on Sirothe, and I’m single.) Personally, it’s taken me months to build my little land Empire, and I’m still in the middle of decorating. I haven’t so much as touched my armor past my basic quest gear yet, and I’m far more interested in the new Tree Houses that are coming out, than the other admittedly cool things that will be Coming Soon(TM). Summary: End Game is what you make of it.

Community: This is where I have to say, it’s a good thing I’m on a lightly populated server. The Forum Community of Archeage is, in a word, toxic. I have no idea what possessed Trion to buy into the whole “Freedom of Speech” mumbo jumbo, but their lack of censorship or even reasonable moderation on their own forums results in a community that appears depressingly whiny. A look at their General Discussion forum is like staring into Millenial Hell. It’s not uncommon for the entire front page to be filled with variants of, “Trion, fix this,” or “Game is broken unless you give me that,” despite the fact that Trion isn’t even the developer, and can’t actually change the game or do any coding. Every new holiday event floods the forums with how the players weren’t given enough free stuff. It’s embarrassing to witness, and next to impossible to find actual discussion on matters of game play.

Overall, however, I give Archeage high marks in playability. Is it an MMO Farmville? Yes, kind of. Then again, Farmville is popular for a reason.

I’ll be over here milking my cows if you need me.

Archeage “Secret Quest” Guides

Spoilers ahead!

Have you ever wondered if your talking chicken has a purpose aside from decoration? Found an Exquisite Key and wanted to know what the heck it unlocks? Or maybe you've stumbled across some obscure signs on your travels, and are here to find out what they're for?

Deadmonkeygaming.com is here to answer all your "Secret" quest questions! We use the term "Secret" as opposed to "Hidden," because we are not delving into the myriad "Kill 20 X monsters and get a quest complete" hidden quests.

You will find the Secret Quests categorized by Type, in separate posts. Or, use our helpful "Search" widget to search for keywords! Some of these may not seem all that "hidden" to you, but we're including everything we can think of that isn't a typical "!" zone-marked quest. First will come a hint, but if you just want the walk-through, we'll make sure you have that, too!

Be sure to post a comment if there's a specific hidden quest you need information on-- our extensive team of intrepid explorers are ready to assist!

This guide will be updated as regularly as we can, but please have patience. Our lead Explorer is frequently out of radio contact, since he continues to insist there is "no such thing," and refuses to bring the "strange black box" with him on his travels.

--Tanvar, Secretary pro-tem, Evil League of Evil

Talking Chicken

"Talking Chicken"

Purchase this "Furniture" on Mirage Isle (about 17 silver), from the AH, or smash some crates until you find one. Amuse yourself with it for a while, trying out different words like "Stupid," "friend," and "Hero." When you get tired of that...

Hint 1:
Go to Rookborne Basin in Watermist, and talk to Nene, the chicken.
(You can probably see where this is going.)

Hint 2:

Hint 3:

Hint 4:

Hint 5:

SPOILER:

Nene The Chicken

Talking Frog

"Talking Frog"

First, of course, you need the frog. Make sure your (labor) pool is nice and healthy, and bring several hundred buckets of water with you to a contaminated well in Marcala.

Hint 1:

Hint 2:

Hint 3:

SPOILER:

Rebuilding

I found him! He’s here! Well, he WAS here.

Winet. He was here, on this strange, green planet. Like me, he had woken up with no recollection of how he arrived. Though we began with no food, shelter, or friends, Winet quickly rectified all three lacks with his customary efficiency. I’m not sure why his energy and capabilities continue to surprise me. Within a day, we had two stout farmhouses in our possession. Within a week, we owned several small tracks of land.

An earthshake destroyed everything we’d built, in less than a fortnight.

Undaunted, we began again. And again.

It’s a bit lengthy to go into. The endless days melted together as we chopped wood, mined ores and metals, and gathered grains and other flora. Some we traded, some we used. My own contributions to our little homesteading seemed insignificant compared to his tireless efforts, but he didn’t seem to mind. Within a few more fortnights, we each had our little homes, with plentiful gardens, a little fleet of ships to take us on our trade routes overseas, mechanical haulers (laughable in comparison to the technology we were abducted from, but better than riding a foul-smelling beast of burden), and even a fishing vessel.

As we worked, I wondered how and why we were here, and what we could learn from this place to take back with us. I refused to believe we would not be going back. The new homestead was a distraction, nothing more, I firmly told myself over and over. Our land holdings increased to an impressive degree. We amassed a fine collection of “gold,” the planet’s currency, comparable in some ways to Interstellar Kredits, and set about to using the gold to increase our profits, and bribe other groups for information. With any luck, someone would know how we got here– and how to get back.

Having mentioned a portion of a trading plan to our group’s “leader,” Winet had been… well, someone else would have been horrified, Winet was just irritated… to find out that the plan had been bastardized to such a degree that it gained the group’s leader all the benefits we’d hoped for… but our little homestead was left vulnerable. In fact, the leader had gone so far as to pledge us into servitude to the group we’d fervently hope to trade with. This set-back impacted all of our long-term plans, surely, but worse, it removed what little sense of freedom we had worked to achieve. Neither Winet nor myself are strangers to negotiations, bargains, and self-sacrifice. The very idea that we had to ask an enemy’s permission to trade, however, and deliver our hard-earned goods to them for the privilege, was simply too much to bear. We left our group of “friends,” and the bid good riddance to the betrayer.

Within days, Winet concluded his own deal with the hostile faction. We worked harder than ever, having to overcome the little “off the top” that was needed to bribe our way past certain guards. Then, one day, he was gone.

I did not panic, at first. I am not, after all, his keeper, and we both appreciate a little time apart to pursue different interests. I checked his houses- he’d paid up the property taxes. Reassured, I knew he meant to be gone a length of time, then, and would return.

As the demolition dates for his properties grew closer, however, I grew alarmed. He should have been back by now. He would not have left me alone, incapable of managing our goals. This conclusion forced me to realize that I *could* manage them, albeit more slowly than he would have. He’s ever had more faith in me than I have in myself.

I set about to prepare for the demolitions, and, when the time came, I claimed the lands again. Soon after his disappearance, it was all I could do to keep and maintain the land, and could spare no extra time or effort into pursuing the original goal– to get off the planet. Bit by bit, though, fortified by Winet’s faith in me, I did a little trading. Then a little more, and a little more. I reached out to known allies and hostiles alike.

The trade agreement Winet had achieved worked for a while, but then fell through when the negotiator left– I asked around, and he had disappeared, just as Winet had. The pact’s failure led to my first crippling losses. I was forced to re-organize, scale back, and re-think the mission and plan.

With no way off this heap of dirt, at least for now, mind-numbing hard work keeps my mind off of my other crippling loss- Winet himself. He would not leave alone me on this Emperor-forsaken planet, had he a choice. I refuse to believe he has perished– like capsuleers, the denizens of this planet are reborn. I believe he has either found a way off, or was fetched back by whoever left him here. This means, to me, that my own way off will be by doing as he had done. To that end, I intend to finish what he started.

I am a builder, and a thinker. I am SMA.

Polrena’s Adventures

Polrena’s Adventures, Chapter 1

          “Incompetent” could hardly begin to describe the colossal failure of my clone download. This was sabotage.
          I had been in a spaceship. MY spaceship. But I can't recall which ship, or which system I was in, or which battle loomed in front of my team. Was it Fountain? Or were we headed to cause a distraction on the other side of the region?
          I don't remember exactly where I was before the blunder of some far off clone tech deprived me of not only everything I knew and loved, but my very identity itself.
          My life had been spent as a Caldari pilot, a capsuleer of New Eden, a devoted and loyal member of the Spacemonkey's Alliance. I flew haulers and interceptors, jump freighters and battleships. I built capital ships, supercapitals, titans. Then one day, it was gone. No, not just gone. Ripped from me. I can only begin to imagine what happened, some poorly trained technician-- or a frightened enemy – tampered with one of my medical clones. That's the only explanation that makes any sense. When the pod carrying my body was destroyed, the destruction of my pod SHOULD have triggered one of my authorized clones' downloads, enabling me to wake, consciousness intact, in a new body. A new body, but the exact same form I had been using for decades.
          I did not come to consciousness in a sanitary, sterile medical bay, deep within my comforting, pre-designated space station. The sounds of electronic equipment, the hum of the ventilation system, the hushed murmurs of medical technicians' voices did not welcome me back to Fade. I did not wake with recognition of my surroundings at all.
          I woke upon land. Honest-to-god dirt beneath my filthy new body. A strange new body. I did not feel comfortable in my skin. For one thing, I had fur. It was sized differently—taller, bulkier. My new muscles protested as I stood up, and reacted awkwardly to my wishes. Something uncomfortably foreign tickled between my legs. Even my mouth felt strange; the teeth fit together oddly. Around me, there were trees. Green, growing things on the ground, and sounds I could not begin to place. As though a pack of Fedos were crying somewhere in the distance. Everywhere, from all directions at once.
          My heart raced in panic. I must be planet-side somewhere, but where, and why? How did my consciousness get downloaded into a different body, and how did it get here? Detecting no immediate threat in my surrounding area-- barring the strange, far-off noises-- I tried to calm the thumping in my chest by breathing deeply and slowly, gathering what wits I had left.
          Sabotage seemed the only possibility. The data that comprised my sense of self, my memories and thought patterns, must have been either transported or intercepted, and downloaded into this strange new, furry form. There were no medical facilities near me. No technology at all within visible range. Therefor, I must have been transported dirt-side after the body switch. The “why” resolved itself for me from this deduction; even if I managed to get off this rock, I would have no Interstellar Kredits waiting for me in an account attached to this body. In a different form, I would have no credentials, no reputation. None of my friends would recognize me, nor would they believe me if I tried to explain. I was no one.
          A capsuleer is effectively immortal. Everyone knows that. He'd think I abandoned him. Refusing to contemplate that I might not see him again, I tried to force my mind to shut off that line of thinking.
          Winet. Oh god, Winet.