You shouldn't have much trouble. The plotline for 1.0, which pretty epic to be part of, was really very straightforward.
Nael Van Darnus, gigantic PENIS and professional Hater of Joy for the Garlean Army sees that we have nice things, and decides that the appropriate answer for this crime is to drop a moon on our heads.
Gaius Van Baelsar noted that this would undoubtably break our nice things, and perhaps the Garleans would be better using methods that would have a higher chance of leaving those nice things intact so the Garleans could filch them after. But the Emperor was a cranky old bastard and wanted those damn Eorzeans off his grass NOW, even if it meant no more grass. And ignoring the fact it wasn't actually his grass. So in defiance Gaius nobly protested this potential genocide by sitting on the sidelines and occasionally flicking popcorn at Darnus' head as he watched.
But Nael had a sinister plot hidden even from the Emperor! See, his purpose wasn't to drop an entire moon on us in an act that would likely wipe out all life in Eorzea, his plan was for the moon to crack open just before impact, carpet bombing the landscape with huge chunks and releasing a city-sized dragon that would fly out and wipe out all life in Eorzea.
But, y'know, in a more sinister way because dragon.
Naturally, the three rational city states weren't exactly wild about this idea, and decided they needed to stop it. The fourth, Ishguard, decided to stay true to their traditional tactic of sitting behind their city gates and lip twiddling. After all, they were the city-state that was responsible for keeping the dragons at bay! The dragons only they could see and everyone had to take their word for. They didn't have time to spare for any of this corporeal, visible dragon nonsense!
So the Alliance hatched this big plan to gather all our forces where Dalamud was going to hit and then... pray really REALLY hard. Like super hard. And then the Twelve would pop up and put the moon back and it'd all be good. In the meantime we killed Darnus deader than dead actually is because we weren't going to stand for him ripping off Gabranth and Sephiroth anymore.
Things didn't quite work out that way. The Twelve showed up, or at least big symbols of them, but apparently they weren't prepped for heavy lifting, and Bahamut was kinda squirmy, so they had to go lie down. There was a lot of blindy-whitey stuff going on, we were about to get deadified, and then we weren't and it was five years later and we had a LOT of explaining to do to the tax bureau.
And now you know everything we do.
Nael Van Darnus, gigantic PENIS and professional Hater of Joy for the Garlean Army sees that we have nice things, and decides that the appropriate answer for this crime is to drop a moon on our heads.
Gaius Van Baelsar noted that this would undoubtably break our nice things, and perhaps the Garleans would be better using methods that would have a higher chance of leaving those nice things intact so the Garleans could filch them after. But the Emperor was a cranky old bastard and wanted those damn Eorzeans off his grass NOW, even if it meant no more grass. And ignoring the fact it wasn't actually his grass. So in defiance Gaius nobly protested this potential genocide by sitting on the sidelines and occasionally flicking popcorn at Darnus' head as he watched.
But Nael had a sinister plot hidden even from the Emperor! See, his purpose wasn't to drop an entire moon on us in an act that would likely wipe out all life in Eorzea, his plan was for the moon to crack open just before impact, carpet bombing the landscape with huge chunks and releasing a city-sized dragon that would fly out and wipe out all life in Eorzea.
But, y'know, in a more sinister way because dragon.
Naturally, the three rational city states weren't exactly wild about this idea, and decided they needed to stop it. The fourth, Ishguard, decided to stay true to their traditional tactic of sitting behind their city gates and lip twiddling. After all, they were the city-state that was responsible for keeping the dragons at bay! The dragons only they could see and everyone had to take their word for. They didn't have time to spare for any of this corporeal, visible dragon nonsense!
So the Alliance hatched this big plan to gather all our forces where Dalamud was going to hit and then... pray really REALLY hard. Like super hard. And then the Twelve would pop up and put the moon back and it'd all be good. In the meantime we killed Darnus deader than dead actually is because we weren't going to stand for him ripping off Gabranth and Sephiroth anymore.
Things didn't quite work out that way. The Twelve showed up, or at least big symbols of them, but apparently they weren't prepped for heavy lifting, and Bahamut was kinda squirmy, so they had to go lie down. There was a lot of blindy-whitey stuff going on, we were about to get deadified, and then we weren't and it was five years later and we had a LOT of explaining to do to the tax bureau.
And now you know everything we do.
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