A Prophecy From the Past
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A Prophecy From the Past is the third part of Durin's Story Quest, Draco Rubedo Chapter: Act I - The Magic Known as Storytelling.
Steps
- Rendezvous with Durin
- Follow the guidance to find Venti
- Head to the mages' meeting spot
- Enter the world within the book
- Learn the story from the narrator
- Look for potential gifts
- Pick out a gift
- Attend the birthday celebration with the gift
- Discuss your experience within the story with Durin
Gameplay Notes
- During steps 6-8, the active party is limited to a trial Durin and the Traveler.
Trial Character
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  Lv. 90 C3 Durin Lv. 90 R1 Athame Artis |
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Lv. 90 C3 Durin Lv. 90 R3 Athame Artis |
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Max HP: 20,626 ATK: 2,168 DEF: 972 Elemental Mastery: 105 Crit Rate: 66.1% Crit DMG: 199.5% Energy Recharge: 140.8% DMG Bonus: 46.6% |
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Dialogue
Quest DescriptionThe story in the book seems to describe Durin's experiences. Curious about what remains untold, you and Durin step back into its pages to uncover the missing parts of his story.
- (On obtaining quest)
- Paimon: Whew, Paimon's feeling totally recharged after such a long rest!
- Paimon: Let's go find Durin and see if that book has any new clues!
- (Talk to Durin)
- Paimon: Hey, Durin! Any more clues for us? We're all set for the next chapter!
Let's do this!- Durin: Yeah, I was just about to come find you... Let's see what it says.
- Unknown Voice: Now sprout to life the story's seeds, stirred by windborne melodies.
- Unknown Voice: Then on that breeze the music leaves, fading into distant memories.
- Unknown Voice: Seek the place where wind and tale entwine, and once there, make three riddles into verse, and three melodies into song.
- Unknown Voice: For in poetry and song will this story start to blossom.
- Durin: Uh...
- Paimon: C'mon, another riddle? All that talk about wind and melodies... Ugh, what do you think the answer could be?
- Wind, melodies, Mondstadt... Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
- Paimon: Uhh... Ohhhh!
- Durin: ...Care to elaborate?
- Paimon: Wind, music, poetry... Tone-Deaf Bard's gotta know the answer!
- Durin: You mean... Lord Barbatos?
- You know too!?
- Durin: Albedo introduced us when I first arrived in Mondstadt. I mean, someone like me was bound to catch his eye sooner or later.
- Paimon: It's better that it's out in the open, anyway! Now, how should we track him down?
- Durin: I'm pretty sure he's already "caught wind" of what's going on here. Why don't we just... see where the wind takes us?
- Paimon: Ah, right! He definitely makes it easy to forget he's a real god sometimes...
- (Follow the Anemo traces to the outer city wall)
- Venti: (Traveler), Paimon... What a sight for sore eyes! Ah, and the little dragon from the fairytale world!
- Venti: I heard your voices calling out to me on the wind. Something about... needing help with a riddle?
- Durin: Sorry to disturb you, Lord Barbatos...
- Venti: Hah, disturb me? Not at all! To tell you the truth, I'm just as curious about this riddle as you are. Let me take a look.
- Venti: Hmm... Haha...
- Paimon: What is it? Did you figure out the answer?
- Venti: Three riddles and three melodies... Hehe, that sure takes me back. The answer you seek lies hidden in memory.
- Paimon: Looks like running to Tone-Deaf Bard was the right call, after all!
- Venti: Long ago, those mages came to Mondstadt, seeking to test their strength against mine.
- Venti: But I replied, "Let us make music, not war, and resolve our conflicts through song."
- Venti: So I strummed my lyre and sang them this verse:
- Venti: "O wind, O wind, welcome now my guests."
- Venti: "Pass through verdant leaves unseen, where shape your formless self may take, and offer up a graceful scene, a fleeting gift for welcome's sake."
- Venti: "Leap at the edge of a sea of clouds, where land meets sky, and sky meets ground, there frighten off the noisy crowds, and bring my guests a calm profound."
- Venti: "Fly beneath the stars up high, where mortal noise is swept aside, that my dear guests, with starry eyes, may share the dreams they hold inside."
- Venti: "Now go to where I vowed to keep, a quiet spot for them to sleep."
- Venti: "No clash, no contest bars the way, just tea and mirth to fill the day."
- Venti: There you have it — the three melodies. As for the answers to those three riddles, I trust you can guess them by now?
- Durin: The woods, the edge of a cliff, and... the sky?
- Venti: Correct! Funnily enough, your mother was also the first to solve it, all that time ago.
- Venti: Heh, there must be some kind of special rapport between those who write stories and those who sing them.
- Paimon: The woods, a cliff, and the sky... Ohhhh, so that's where it is!
- Venti: I suppose the spot that answer points to is where you're headed next.
- Venti: You should know, after solving my riddle, the mages even accepted my proposal, and made that location their official meeting spot.
- Venti: And going by what your book is suggesting, once you've found it, you might wanna try playing the melody I just shared with you.
- Paimon: Guess you can be pretty reliable when it counts, huh, great Anemo Archon.
- Durin: Thanks for the help, Lord Barbatos. Um...
- Venti: Still got questions for me, huh?
- Durin: Yeah, um... You must have read countless tales in your time, being a wandering bard and all. In your experience, why might an author consider a story "unfinished"?
- Venti: Unfinished? Hm, well, I guess if there's something left to accomplish in the story, or um... Oh! If the last line goes: "To be continued..."
- Durin: ...Huh?
- Paimon: Well, your helpfulness lasted for, like, one second...
- Venti: In all seriousness, I would think, the answer to that question lies in your mother's story itself. It's not my place to pry any further.
- Durin: Hm... Alright then, we should get going.
- (Talk to Venti, optional)
- Venti: I wonder when their next meeting will be...
- (Approach the Hexenzirkel's Island in the Sky)
- Paimon: Okay, we're here! Now, we just need to play the three melodies, and we should be able to gather the memories for the next chapter, right?
- Durin: A musical performance, huh... Out of all the things Miss Lisa has taught me, that's the one I'm worst at...
- Leave it to me.
- (Opens Windsong Lyre music interface)
- (After playing the three melodies)
- For in poetry and song will this story start to blossom.
- Act II — "The Prophecy"
- Even a war that shook the world could not halt the witches' gatherings — yet even so, with the passing of time, three of their teacups no longer came to be set.
- The witches did not linger long in sorrow, for the story-witch had brought glad tidings of her own — born was her dragon-child, safe and sound.
- Her fellow witches offered up their blessings, eagerly debating how to celebrate the child's birth.
- What should be used to celebrate his birth?
- Sweet Candy
- In the end, they settled on the sweetest candy they could find. After all, what could be sweeter than the arrival of new life?
- Vibrant Balloons
- In the end, they settled on the most vibrant balloons they could find. After all, what could be more joyous than the arrival of new life?
- And so, the witches' gathering turned into a birthday celebration.
- (The Traveler, Paimon, and Durin are transported to a toy version of the island in the sky, which has been decorated according to the player's previous choice)
- Paimon: So, we're back in the story world, huh...
- Narrator: As if from nowhere, new guests appeared at the witches' table. Perhaps they too had come to celebrate the dragon-child's birthday.
- Narrator: Yet while everyone else was busy thinking about what kind of gift to offer, these three seemed to have come... empty-handed.
- Narrator: ...Hardly the recipe for a warm welcome to a birthday party, now is it?
- Durin: A gift?
- Paimon: Hey, what's this all about? We only just found out this was a party!
- Narrator: While the guests voiced their complaints and grievances, perhaps they should have been wondering what kind of gift to give instead...
- Paimon: So, we need to bring a gift to advance the story... But where are we supposed to get something like that!?
- Narrator: Perhaps it would be a good idea to... have a look around.
- Paimon: Why didn't you just say so!?
- (Approach the center table before observing an object, optional)
- Narrator: The witches went on chatting away, ignoring the empty-handed guests.
- (Attempt to leave the area, optional)
- Narrator: No mark had been left on the page ahead. The group found themselves unable to move forward...
- (Observe Mini Durin, optional)
- Paimon: Hey, is that... the other Durin?
- It's the storybook Durin.
- Paimon: Hey, Mini Durin!
- Paimon: Nope, no reaction... Seriously, did he doze off at his own birthday party!?
- Narrator: Brought to life by the witch's magic ink, the dragon-child played with animated glee each time the tip of her pen danced across the page.
- Narrator: Yet she could not spend all her time writing. For the upcoming witches' gathering, she had no choice but to set down her pen.
- Narrator: But before doing so, she wrote one last line: "So did the child drift off into blissful slumber."
- So, the reason she never wrote the little dragon's reaction...
- ...Was because she ran out of time?
- Paimon: Well, that's a bit... convenient.
- Durin: Strange, I don't remember ever being at any of the mages' gatherings. When exactly was this birthday party supposed to have happened...?
- Paimon: No wonder you don't remember — from the looks of it, you were probably fast asleep at the time!
- (Approach the small table)
- Paimon: Hey, could we use these as gifts, maybe?
- Narrator: At last, the guests found something to give the dragon child.
- Paimon: Guess that's a yes, then... Hmm, which one should we go for?
- Narrator: Still, the guests wondered, what kind of gift might the little dragon really want?
- Narrator: Should they put a warrior's sword in his hand and send him out on an unstoppable quest to save the world?
- Narrator: Or perhaps a wandering hero's slingshot, and the promise of a life of endless, uncharted adventure?
- Narrator: Or maybe even a scholar's tome and the chance to take on all the world's unsolved mysteries?
- Paimon: Okay, wow, that's a lot of pressure all of a sudden...
- What do you think, Durin?
- Paimon: Oh yeah! Technically, we're actually picking a gift for you! So... which one would you prefer?
- Durin: You want... me to choose? Wow, this feels... kinda special.
- Paimon: How come?
- Durin: For as long as I can remember, I've spent most of my time living in the stories my mother created.
- Durin: I always thought my mother had everything written out for me already — just like the toy figures in Constellation Metropole. What I wanted to do with my own future... Huh, that's something I've never really thought about.
- Durin: What did I want back then...? Ah... This is the first time I've ever asked myself that question.
- Paimon: Sounds like this is the perfect opportunity to answer it, then!
- Paimon: It's been a while since you left Simulanka. And, after everything that's happened, it might be about time to start thinking about your future.
- Durin: Hm... Then let me give it some thought.
- (Floating text appears above the table)
- Choose a gift for the little dragon...
- (Observe the quill, optional)
- Durin: Wait, this pen...
- Narrator: What the guests saw before them was none other than the witch's pen, the source of countless moving tales.
- Paimon: So this is M's pen? The one she used to write the story of Simulanka? You must know it well, Durin...
- Durin: Honestly, the thing I remember most is how often I woke up to the sound of it scribbling away...
- Durin: In the years before my mother passed away, she'd often sit at her desk writing late into the night. Almost like... like she was in a race against time to get something completed.
- Sounds like a tough line of work...
- Durin: Anyway, it belonged to my mother, so we shouldn't mess with it. Let's go see what else there is.
- (Observe the "warrior's sword")
- Observe: (A toy sword. Perfect for a little warrior in the making.)
- Let's go with this one.
- Narrator: In the end, the guests settled on... the warrior's sword.
- Paimon: So your dream is to become a warrior?
- Durin: I just... really want to be able to keep people safe.
- Durin: If my time in Nod-Krai taught me anything, it's that a lot of problems in this world can only be settled by strength of arms.
- Durin: As long as I can help people, that's enough for me.
- You're doing a great job already.
- Durin: Really? But... I don't think it's enough...
- Let's keep looking.
- (Observe the "wandering hero's slingshot")
- Observe: (A little slingshot. Just the thing for a wandering hero-to-be.)
- Let's go with this one.
- Narrator: In the end, the guests settled on... the wandering hero's slingshot.
- Paimon: A wandering hero... So you're an explorer, just like us!
- Durin: I guess you inspired me, hehe.
- Durin: During our journey from Mondstadt to Nod-Krai, we passed through many places and encountered all sorts of different people.
- Durin: But despite the immense distances between them, there was always one topic that kept cropping up — your accomplishments.
- Paimon: Hehe... Well, we are world-renowned adventurers, after all!
- Durin: Come to think of it... Isn't a wandering hero basically the same thing as an adventurer?
- Durin: I've always thought of adventurers as people who chase after stories, and in doing so, they also leave behind many of their own.
- Durin: I'd like to become someone like that too.
- Let's keep looking.
- (Observe the "scholar's tome")
- Observe: (A tome. The ideal gift for a budding scholar.)
- Let's go with this one.
- Narrator: In the end, the guests settled on... the scholar's tome.
- Paimon: So you're the scholarly type, huh?
- Durin: I just feel like... I should learn more about the way the world works.
- Paimon: What makes you say that?
- Durin: Um... I'll give you an example. Did you know that in Mondstadt, using fire to catch fish is a punishable offense?
- I'm guessing... Klee took you fish blasting?
- Durin: I thought she was just teaching me regular hunting techniques. It was only after Master Jean caught me and sent me to solitary confinement that I realized I'd misread the situation...
- Durin: So much of what's considered common knowledge in your world just wasn't in Simulanka. So, I have to learn, or I'll keep causing trouble for everyone else.
- Paimon: Uh... Paimon's not sure that counts as "common" knowledge...
- Let's keep looking.
- (Observe all 3 objects but keep looking, optional)
- Narrator: The guests hesitated, and not without good reason. Given how much this gift would mean to the little dragon, a bit of careful thought could go a long way...
- (Approach the center table after choosing a gift)
- Paimon: Alright, they should let us in now that we've got a gift, right?
- Durin: Hello there. Brought a gift this time.
- (If the sword was chosen)
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- Narrator: The newly arrived guest presented his gift, wishing the little dragon a future as an indomitable warrior.
- (If the slingshot was chosen)
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- Narrator: The newly arrived guest presented his gift, wishing the little dragon a future as a wandering hero, free and unburdened.
- (If the tome was chosen)
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- Narrator: The newly arrived guest presented his gift, wishing the little dragon a future as a wise and accomplished scholar.
- Narrator: Accepting the guest's blessing, the story-witch invited him and his friends to take their place around the table.
- Narrator: Finally, she could introduce them all to her dragon-child, telling all in attendance about the moment of his hatching, and of course, the name he'd been given...
- Narrator: It was then that the seer-witch, diviner of the stars, withdrew her gaze from the heavens and turned a sorrowful glance upon the little dragon.
- Seer-Witch: You gave him the same name as that evil dragon?
- Story-Witch: That's right. But the life I intend for him shall be very different.
- Seer-Witch: What folly, to love so blindly — for as you must know, a name is the mirror of destiny itself. He who bears an evil dragon's name must also inherit the fate of its previous owner.
- Seer-Witch: His fate... has been foretold.
- Story-Witch: ...Then I'll rewrite it.
- Narrator: The witches at the table fell silent, for they knew the seer-witch's words had never once proven wrong.
- Narrator: Yet just as clearly, they recognized the story-witch's resolve, for there is scarce a force in this world more fearsome than a mother's love.
- Narrator: At last, the merry-witch stepped forward, dispelling the uneasy silence.
- Merry-Witch: So be it — then we'll all lend a hand. Together, we shall rewrite this child's fate!
- Seer-Witch: You mean to defy one of the fundamental rules of this world?
- Merry-Witch: I refuse to be shackled by such "rules." Besides, this is a witches' gathering, is it not? What could be more fitting a subject for this occasion than to defy them?
- Sage-Witch: Oh? Sounds like an interesting experiment...
- Seer-Witch: I suppose, were we to succeed in this endeavor, we might bring a touch of wonder to this otherwise dreary sky of stars...
- Narrator: The merry-witch finally talked them all round, just like she had done many times before.
- Narrator: Warm and strong as the sun she was — so much so, in fact, that those who her light shined down upon had no choice but to bask in it.
- Narrator: And so the witches readied their gifts, three marvels of the cosmos.
- Seer-Witch: For this child, I shall decipher the ravings of the heavens and lay bare before him the trickery of fate.
- Sage-Witch: For this child, I shall leave a formula powerful enough to unravel the very origins of this world, that he may seek another solution for the conundrum of his life.
- Merry-Witch: For this child, I shall call upon wondrous magic to make possible his impossible wish.
- Narrator: All the story-witch had was the pen in her hand, yet with the love that flowed from it, she resolved to bring forth a marvel of her own.
- Story-Witch: For this child, I shall leave behind the last story I will ever write, and with it, a path to an ending yet untold.
- Narrator: With the witches' blessings given and received, the little dragon's fate at last began to turn.
- In the midst of the dragon-child's birthday celebration, the seer-witch proclaimed her prophecy.
- The child had been given the evil dragon's name — and with it, the burden of its fate.
- But hearing this, the story-witch vowed to rewrite it all, for such was her love and resolve.
- And so the other witches offered their gifts in turn, marvels as rare as any in the cosmos.
- Together, they sought to test one of the fundamental laws of this world — in part to support a mother's love, and in part to sate their own curiosity.
- Oh, and I almost forgot! Our new guests came bearing blessings of their own.
- (If the sword was chosen)
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- Who knows, perhaps this extra bit of courage might be all the little dragon needs to change his fate?
- (If the slingshot was chosen)
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- Who knows, perhaps this extra spark of life might be all the little dragon needs to change his fate?
- (If the tome was chosen)
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- Who knows, perhaps this extra dash of wisdom might be all the little dragon needs to change his fate?
- The witches readied their gifts, three marvels of the cosmos.
- (The Traveler, Paimon, and Durin are released from the story world)
- Paimon: Yep... Looks like we've completed this chapter, too.
- Paimon: Those witches in the story were the mages of the Hexenzirkel, right? They sure seemed to care a lot about you, Durin!
- Paimon: But, uh... Paimon kinda had trouble following their conversation. Just a bunch of mystery, as usual...
- Durin: The evil dragon's fate...
- Paimon: Ohhh, is that what you're worried about? But... didn't we already take care of that?
- Yeah, after what happened in Simulanka...
- With everyone's blessings...
- Durin: Ahh... The mages must have had a hand in that too.
- Durin: Also, I was just thinking... Which part of the story are we even meant to be "completing"?
- Paimon: Oh, um...
- That's a good question...
- Paimon: It feels less like we're filling in the gaps, and more like we're adding something new altogether...
- Paimon: But, we used the ink, right? And the book hasn't given us any more clues, so that must mean our task is complete — at least for now.
- Durin: Yeah, I guess we're doing something right...
- Don't worry.
- Even if we run into trouble, we can always go ask Alice.
- Durin: Hm... Maybe I'm overthinking things. It's just, this is my mother's final wish, so I don't want to mess it up.
- Durin: Anyway, thanks for all your help. I'll let you know as soon as the book reveals a hint about the next chapter.
- Paimon: Okay then! See you in the next chapter!
Other Languages
| Language | Official Name | Literal Meaning |
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| English | A Prophecy From the Past | — |
| Chinese (Simplified) | 来自过去的预言 | |
| Chinese (Traditional) | 來自過去的預言 | |
| Japanese | 過去からの予言 Kako kara no Yogen | A Prophecy From the Past |
| Korean | 과거의 예언 Gwageo-ui Yeeon | A Prophecy of the Past |
| Spanish | Una profecía del pasado | A Prophecy From the Past |
| French | Prophétie du passé | Prophecy From the Past |
| Russian | Предсказание из прошлого Predskazaniye iz proshlogo | A Prediction From the Past |
| Thai | คำทำนายจากอดีต | |
| Vietnamese | Lời Tiên Tri Từ Quá Khứ | |
| German | Eine Prophezeiung aus der Vergangenheit | |
| Indonesian | Ramalan dari Masa Lalu | |
| Portuguese | Uma Profecia Do Passado | |
| Turkish | Geçmişten Bir Kehanet | |
| Italian | Una profezia dal passato |
Change History
Released in Version "Luna III"