Dizzy Bevon |
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Required: Bjorid Needs Hiccup Help quest. |
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→ Go to
Bevon Damerr |
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YOU: Could you use some help? |
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Bevon: Oh, you wanna help me? |
Bevon: Great, I need some stuff from Charisa. |
Bevon: If ya could go'n get it that'd be great. |
Bevon: I reckon I'll pay ya, so what d'ya say? |
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YOU: Sounds simple enough. Sure. |
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Bevon: I knew I could count on ya. |
Bevon: Go tell 'er that Bevs needs his medicine. |
Bevon: Thank ya kindly. |
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→ Go to
Charisa Malod |
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YOU: I'm supposed to tell you that “Bevs” needs his medicine. |
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Charisa: Ah yes, Bevs. |
Charisa: Hmm, let us see… |
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-Charisa looks through a sack full of vials and other assorted containers.- |
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Charisa: Here's the one. |
Charisa: It's a pity poor Bevs gets so dizzy. |
Charisa: Every week I give him this and every time it has less effect. |
Charisa: If it keeps up like this, I may have to look into more potent and dangerous means of helping him. |
Charisa: Let's hope it doesn't come to that. |
Charisa: Poor lad has enough to worry about, what with that pterosaur. |
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-Charisa pulls out a vial from her sack.- |
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Charisa: Ah, here it is, give this to Bevs and make sure he takes it. |
Charisa: Should last him a while. |
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→ Go to
Bevon Damerr |
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YOU: I've brought medicine from Charisa, and I'm to make sure that you take it. |
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Bevon: Thank'ya, Enkidukai. |
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-Bevon slowly plays with the vial in his hand.- |
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Bevon: You know, it wasn't always dis bad. |
Bevon: Used ta be tolerable. |
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-Bevon Damerr's is shaking lightly with a forced smile on his face.- |
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Bevon: Live with what life gives ya, friend. |
Bevon: Speaking of which, I owe Charisa. |
Bevon: Hey, could you take something to Charisa for me? |
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YOU: I can do that. |
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Bevon: You really are a friend, y'know? |
Bevon: Here's the tria. |
Bevon: The sack is secure. |
Bevon: Just in case you done get robbed, y'see. |
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-Bevon smiles lightly.- |
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Bevon: Troublin' times and all. |
Bevon: Thanks again, pal. |
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→ Go to
Charisa Malod |
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YOU: I've brought payment from Bevon. |
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Charisa: Oh, thank Laanx you are here! |
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-Charisa takes the offered sack without really paying attention to it.- |
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Charisa: I just got a message that Bevs collapsed. |
Charisa: I'm going there now. |
Charisa: Something about a wheezing sound and a pterosaur. |
Charisa: He has a brother called Pevrin Damerr in the Winch. |
Charisa: I know something about the pterosaur but if you ask his brother about it, I'm sure he could shed some light. |
Charisa: Can you enter that area? |
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YOU: I've been there lots. It's quite pretty. |
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Charisa: I thought you could. |
Charisa: Now off you go to ask Pevrin about pterosaurs. |
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→ Go to
Pevrin Damerr |
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YOU: So, will you tell me a bit about pterosaurs? |
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Pevrin: Oh, they're great beasts, these pterosaurs, but they can be dangerous. |
Pevrin: My brother Bevon, for instance, had a terrible experience with a pterosaur… |
Pevrin: come to think of it, the pterosaur had a terrible time with my brother, too. |
Pevrin: Y'see a couple years ago my brother and I were eating lunch together around my pterosaurs and Bevon points at this large one and asks about 'im. |
Pevrin: I say that he's an interesting pterosaur and that he's great fun to fly on. |
Pevrin: Bevon backs down a bit but, in the end, I get him to fly. |
Pevrin: Now, Bevon has this thing with dizziness. |
Pevrin: He gets it a lot and he got it while flying which scared him halfway to the Death Realm. |
Pevrin: So he grabs real tight round the pterosaur's neck. |
Pevrin: It panics and lands, he scrambles away and me and ten of my guys restrain the pterosaur. |
Pevrin: It kept wheezing ever after that. |
Pevrin: Oh… |
Pevrin: hey… |
Pevrin: why are you here? |
Pevrin: Who sent you? |
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YOU: Charisa and I were talkin' about your brother. |
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Pevrin: Is Bevon alright? |
Pevrin: Does this by any chance have to do with the pterosaur? |
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YOU: It very well could, yes. |
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Pevrin: Ho-hey, that's great, 'ere ya go. |
Pevrin: This'll please him. |
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-Pevrin passes you a piece of paper.- |
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Pevrin: The pterosaur that Bevon is so afraid of died a few days ago. |
Pevrin: I just got the report now. |
Pevrin: You should give it to Bevon to see if it soothes his nerves. |
Pevrin: Perhaps some good can come of the poor creature's death. |
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→ Go to
Bevon Damerr |
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YOU: Your brother thought this might calm you a bit. |
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-Bevon looks at you oddly as you wake him up to give him the report. He reads it slowly, a smile gracing his face as he finishes it.- |
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Bevon: I hate to celebrate the death of anything but… |
Bevon: but this is great news. |
Bevon: Thank ya, pal, you've made mah life much better. |
Bevon: Here, take this! |
Bevon: And this. |
Bevon: You really are a pal. |
Bevon: I still hate them pterosaurs, though, an' I reckon I always will. |
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QUEST COMPLETED |
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Rewards: 1 Dagger, 30 Faction with Science Association, 7310 Tria, 15000 XP. |
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