After searching all too hard for the answers on what Kam'lanaut was up to, Zeid's search led him to Khazam where he me with the Mithra Chieftainess, Jakoh Wahcondalo. "I heard word that you know of some information that might give me some info on what Kam'lanaut is planning. I hope it just wasn't some hoax…for your sake."

Jakoh Wahcondalo laughed. "I'm not one for making jokes, it doesn't suit me well. However, I have heard stories about Archduke Kam'lanaut and his brother, Eald'narche, from the mainland. It has always seemed strange to me that they just appeared out of nowhere right before the dawning of the Crystal War and the Shadow Lord's appearance… I've heard Eald'narche has a keen ability to read people's minds. This led me to do research of my own and what I came up with might shock even you." Jakoh Wahcondalo paused.

Zeid grinned. "I'm listening."

Jakoh Wahcondalo took a deep breath. "While I was researching mind reading abilities, I came across some old Zilart texts. In the texts, it talked about how all of the Zilart were wiped clear from the face of Vana'diel, for who knows what reason…as I continued reading; it said that the bodies of the two Zilart princes' were never found. They said that the princes' had the ability of telepathy."

Zeid looked at her. "That's an interesting history lesson, but I don't see how it is to help me the slightest bit!"

Jakoh Wahcondalo took Zeid's hand and slapped it. "Hush, I'm not finished yet! It turns out that a Zilart temple was built here hundreds of years ago. It is in the jungle, far to the north. I'm sure if you took a look around there you might find something out."

Zeid stood up and grabbed Jakoh's hand. "Thanks for the information. Next time, let's keep our hand to ourselves, shall we? Unless we want it detached from our bodies, that is!"

Jakoh quickly took her hand back from Zeid. "Don't threaten me, Zeid! I do not take kindly to harsh treatment.

Zeid ignored this and walked out of Jakoh's hut.

As he exited Khazam, he entered the vast, tropical land known as Yhoator Jungle. Out in the distance, maybe a few kilometers, Zeid could see the Temple, known as The Temple of Uggalepih, and made his way there. As he pushed aside the plants and tree branches, he entered a clearing in which the Temple was located. However, surrounding the Temple were little, green creatures holding a lit lantern in one hand and a butcher knife in the other. Zeid recognized these as Tonberries.

Zeid sighed. "I don't have time for this!" He then snuck along the sides of the Temple and had entered it without detection.

Inside the Temple, the walls were strung with vines that grew within and the smell of mildew emanated from the Temple walls. Zeid took his time and searched the Temple from top to bottom, while also avoiding the many fights with the Tonberries. After hours of searching, he came across a locked gate that was guarded by the majority of Tonberries in the Temple. "I guess this is one fight that I can't avoid!" With that, Zeid drew his Great Sword and stabbed one of the nearest Tonberry. It was then that the rest of the Tonberry recognized Zeid's presence and automatically marched towards him, knives in hand. Zeid realized that the Tonberry didn't move very fast at all, and used that to his advantage, doing the hit and run routine. He stabbed one Tonberry, moved to avoid the swipes of the others, and then repeated the process until all but one Tonberry was left.

The Tonberry looked at him and, seeing why he was in the temple, transformed into an apparition of an old man with ancient symbols tattooed onto his body. Zeid saw this and quickly halted his charge and re-clasped his Great Sword. "Forgive me and my friend, we are not used to visitors in our temple." Boomed the apparition's voice, "You gave us quite a scare there but do not fear me, I know why you have come!"

Zeid looked at this apparition of the Old man. "Are you a…Zilart by chance?"

The apparition laughed. "No no, you have me all wrong Zeid. I am part of the Kuluu tribe." Zeid looked confused. "Allow me to start from the beginning… after the creation of Vana'diel and before the rise of the five races, there existed two peoples. The first were a group of powerful beings of infinite wisdom and might. These people were called the Zilart. Ruling the land from their city in the far north ocean, the celestial capital of Al'taieu, the Zilart held the world, quite literally, in the palm of their hand. They were born with supernatural abilities and great skill in magic as well as telepathy. This telepathy, or the "Whisper of Souls" as it had become known, connected all the Zilart with each other and together they accomplished amazing things. Those women of most significant skill were trained to be part of the Dawn Maidens. This group was considered to be directly in service of the Goddess Altana, whom the Zilart revered above all. Led by the gatekeeper, the most religious and powerful of all Zilart, legend told it was she that held the keys to paradise. Eventually, some children of the Zilart were born without this power of telepathy, and I was one of them. We were seen as freaks and were outcast from the city and forced into the wilds. Here we founded our own form of magic from the Avatars of the world. Befriending and controlling the forces of nature, we built massive cities on the northlands. The Zilart seeing our own nation growing took it upon them to conquer and subjugate us. The Zilart King at the time decided that total control was needed, and the creation of amulets for my people was implemented. These amulets were given to us to wear, and sent the mental transmissions of us to the "Eye of Altana", which the King could use to read our thoughts. Finally to secure his control he closed the gateway to the capital, allowing it to be opened only once every one hundred years. This way only a select few could enter and exit when they were needed. The Zilart, like all with power, sought more of it. Under the rule of the twin Zilart princes Eald'narche and Kam'lanaut, the Zilart began a mad crusade to not only achieve paradise but also enter it. The Zilart began construction of a final monument to their greatness, the floating city of Tu'lia. The palace of Fei'yin was created for the two brothers as a control station for their massive project. Then across the world, massive pillars were constructed, connected by gigantic conduits. Next a power core created on Qufim Island was built. This would power the city's magical ability to float in the clouds. Finally the gateway to the gods was created, Ro'Maeve, which would be a doorway to the city. Meanwhile under the supervision of the King, the Capital City began construction of a portal that could be used to enter Paradise. Using the power of the gatekeeper and the dawn maidens as the key to their power source, the Zilart believed paradise was finally at hand. However, history is filled with irony and this tale is no different. The power they sought could not be controlled and the world would pay the price. When the gateway was opened the Terrestrial Avatars awoke under the leadership of the Wyrmking Bahamut. A massive battle in the sky took place. But, unbeknownst to Bahamut or the Zilart, we had been secretly working with the Dawn Maidens. Deep within the Temple of Uggalepih, both of our groups met to form a plan to strike back at the Zilart. Over time, we had developed modes of communication where the Zilart could not read our thoughts, and with this could contact the Dawn Maidens and work in private. Under the leadership of the gatekeeper, Yve'noile, and I, we formed a plan to assault Fei'yin and overload the control center. The result was a massive explosion in which the planet was almost destroyed. The backup of the power flow through the conduits sent shockwaves across the entire world. The fallout was terrible. The Northlands, once a lush green forest, were now a barren wasteland. The battle was now over and the Kuluu who were not killed were slowly warped over time into the race of Tonberries. The Dawn Maidens, all killed in the blast, were blessed with a ghost like afterlife to protect and watch over their gatekeeper and possible future reincarnations. Most of the Zilart had died in the disaster. The capital thought destroyed was soon forgotten, left only to distant memory and song…."

Zeid was listening intently. "Quite a history lesson, gramps, you're even better than Jakoh!" Zeid thought for a moment. "So, how can Kam'lanaut and Eald'narche still be alive if they were destroyed in the blast?"

Graviton sighed. "That, Zeid, is something I don't even know. I can tell you one thing though, they are planning to attempt to enter paradise once again, and if no one stops them, it could mean the end of Vana'diel as we know it…"

Zeid, now more determined than before to stop the Archduke, questioned Graviton. "Where am I to go now? I shall leave immediately!"

Graviton smiled. "Go to Altepa Desert, my friend. There is a stone monument there. Inscribed on it is the location of Tu'lia. The Dawn Maidens also reside there in their ghostly forms; they will give you more information that I have not. Good luck, Zeid, and may the goddess, Altana, bless you with her grace!"

After Graviton had finished his sentence, Zeid was already gone, headed for the Zepwell region and Altepa Desert.