Seeking Guidance II |
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Required: Seeking Guidance I quest. |
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→ Go to
Rulayne Ogrin |
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YOU: Hi. I am searching for the legendary weapons that belonged to Lerivia Smare. I need information about a Diaboli who is said to have had the items, Perg Zrar. |
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Rulayne Ogrin doesn't show any sign of interest. |
-He begins to talk as if he already knows all about your enquiries.- |
Rulayne Ogrin: Tisd isn't a Diaboli or Dermorian affair. |
Rulayne Ogrin: Tisd is Ynnwn. |
Rulayne Ogrin: Why are you wasting my time by bothering me? |
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YOU: I need to know if Perg Zrar or his daughter Mzapt still possessed the famous weapons when rejoining the Death Realm. |
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Rulayne Ogrin: Dakkru doesn't bother with such details, and neither do I. |
Rulayne Ogrin now speaks as if he witnessed what he speaks of himself. |
Rulayne Ogrin: The Diaboli got rid of the unholy items, to a Ynnwn from Lerivia's circle of acquaintances. |
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YOU: I see. Thanks. Do you know who that was? |
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Rulayne Ogrin: You step in the Goddess's waters. |
Rulayne Ogrin: Nevertheless, you are asking the wrong coven. |
Rulayne Ogrin: But doesn't everyone end in Dakkru's embrace? |
Rulayne Ogrin smirks or what looks like it. |
-The two dark holes of his eyes glimmer dark purple light.- |
Rulayne Ogrin: Menlil Toresun will surely like to spend his time in futility. |
Rulayne Ogrin: Go ask him. |
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→ Go to
Menlil Toresun |
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YOU: Good Day, Menlil. [You tell Menlil about your research.] I have been told to ask you about the Ynnwn. |
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Menlil Toresun: Laanx bless you, YOU. |
Menlil Toresun: I heard of your investigations. |
Menlil Toresun: You see, despite most races, Ynnwn don't have an evident attraction or aversion toward any god. |
Menlil Toresun: Such freedom can be intoxicating, sometimes even troubling as paths and choices can be too vast. |
Menlil Toresun: Even unconsciously, our race searches for guidance. |
Menlil Toresun: One such as Rulayne found it in Dakkru as for me, it is Laanx. |
Menlil Toresun: It can be wholesome. |
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YOU: I understand, Menlil. But can you tell me about this Ynnwn? Do you know where the weapons are? |
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Menlil Toresun chuckles, he nods as if he knows exactly where they are. |
Menlil Toresun: They are in each of us. |
Menlil Toresun: Tisd relates very little to what came after Lerivia's death. |
Menlil Toresun: In fact, everything you heard about her and them is myth and legend, traditions for the most recent stories. |
Menlil Toresun: The Diaboli of Tisd confided "Defiance" and "Confidence" to his daughter Mzapt, who was an Ynnwn. |
Menlil Toresun: Mzapt joined the cause and brought more with her. |
Menlil Toresun: Though, Mzapt was a radical. |
Menlil Toresun: She developed a wild hate toward Dermorians, probably linked to her mother. |
Menlil Toresun: She had quite a number of disciples. |
Menlil Toresun: She slowly pushed the Ynnwn out of Dermorian influence while the Diaboli were on their way to disappearing into the Death Realm. |
Menlil Toresun: With hindsight, we could say that she contributed to forging the Ynnwn a proper identity. |
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YOU: Ah! That's interesting. Thank you, Menlil. Any ideas what she did then? Where are the weapons today? |
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Menlil Toresun continues talking as if you said nothing. |
Menlil Toresun: But a character with such a furious personality would never end well, in a legend. |
Menlil Toresun: Ynnwn are a peaceful people, they melt in the population they meet, in their culture, they adapt. |
Menlil Toresun pauses and then speaks slowly. |
Menlil Toresun: A mage marginalized Mzapt, convincing the community that she was a clear danger they should fear. |
Menlil Toresun: A riot is said to have taken place and Mzapt had to give up Lerivia's weapons to a charismatic mage. |
Menlil Toresun: And he went off with them, preaching his ideal of peace and unity. |
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YOU: A mage... Who was he? To which Way Circle did he belong? |
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Menlil Toresun: Hum. |
Menlil Toresun takes some time to remember. |
Menlil Toresun: The legend calls him Daxosh Morona, if I recall. |
Menlil Toresun: I believe he belonged to the Crystal Way Circle. |
Menlil Toresun smiles as you thank him and walk away. |
Menlil Toresun: May Laanx frighten the shadow from your path. |
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→ Go to
Govell Mihdren |
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YOU: Hello Archmage. Could you tell me what you know of a mage called Daxosh Morona? |
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Govell Mihdren: Ah. |
Govell Mihdren: You are the Klyros searching for "Defiance" and "Confidence". |
Govell Mihdren: I know the tale of this mage well. |
Govell Mihdren: The Circle often uses it to illustrate to our apprentices the various manners to use Crystal Way. |
Govell Mihdren pauses then explains on in a confident tone. |
Govell Mihdren: In fact, Daxosh was extraordinarily bad at magic. |
Govell Mihdren: He couldn't even summon a proper energy arrow or cast the most basic healing spell. |
Govell Mihdren: Despite this evident fact, he became one of the most respected members of the Circle. |
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YOU: And I suppose it's because he was wielding "Defiance" and "Confidence"? |
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Govell Mihdren looks at you, a slightly worried yet benevolent expression develops. |
Govell Mihdren: Daxosh was endowed of a very rare talent for persuasive rhetoric. |
Govell Mihdren: He could convince anyone of anything or the opposite in a minute. |
Govell Mihdren: He was able to gather people together, from different religions, races, motivations... |
Govell Mihdren: In fact, he was extremely charismatic. |
Govell Mihdren: Not exactly the most intelligent being, but kind hearted. |
Govell Mihdren: The fact he supposedly wielded the weapons certainly contributed to the influence of his ideas. |
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YOU: Why "supposedly"? I thought he took them from Mzapt. And why do you teach your apprentices about Daxosh if he couldn't even cast any Crystal Way spells? |
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Govell Mihdren: Because they are a myth, YOU as much as is Daxosh Morona. |
Govell Mihdren: Also, he is the most brilliant representation of the famous "Crystal Aura". |
Govell Mihdren: A spell isn't simply a mechanic, a technique. |
Govell Mihdren: It's mostly what you make of it. |
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YOU: "A myth", that's all I've heard since I started this research. I have the strong feeling that I've been conned this whole time. |
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Govell Mihdren: It's probably because it's true, YOU. |
Govell Mihdren: You are on a quest. |
Govell Mihdren: And its purpose is truly important. |
Govell Mihdren: You must continue. |
Govell Mihdren: Who knows, you might just find these weapons. |
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YOU: If they are a myth, then how could I find them? I wish everyone would start to play fair. |
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Govell Mihdren: Play? |
Govell Mihdren: This is not a game. |
Govell Mihdren: Most Ynnwn, wonder about their culture at some point. |
Govell Mihdren: To which culture do we belong, to which race do we feel a strong identity? |
Govell Mihdren: Which races' past forged who we are now? |
Govell Mihdren: Do we feel Ynnwn or do we feel like a simple fruit of a Dermorian and a Diaboli? |
Govell Mihdren: What is being a Ynnwn? |
Govell Mihdren: These are questions that many Ynnwn crave to answer. |
Govell Mihdren: We don't feel diminished by it, but we are curious. |
Govell Mihdren: It's the most positive attitude one can have, I think. |
Govell Mihdren: We are proud people; it's our way to stand. |
Govell Mihdren pauses, and asks gently. |
Govell Mihdren: Now, do you wish to know more about "Defiance" and "Confidence"? |
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YOU: Sure... |
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Govell Mihdren: The shield "Defiance" was given to Lerivia by her Dermorian father; the sword "Confidence" by her Diaboli mother. |
Govell Mihdren: Lerivia's pure will to forge herself and her siblings an independent identity is said to have imbued the weapons with a kind of spiritual power. |
Govell Mihdren: Or a magical power, I can't tell you which. |
Govell Mihdren: Supposedly working like the Crystal Aura; on a greater scale, of course. |
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YOU: That's why you teach about Daxosh and his use of this spell? |
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Govell Mihdren: Definitively, yes. |
Govell Mihdren: It's a typical Ynnwn spell if you dare to push the argument that far. |
Govell Mihdren smiles. |
Govell Mihdren: Daxosh Morona was first based in Listarindel but preaching involved travelling in his great plan. |
Govell Mihdren: The goal was to spread the word, to kindly present and support the existence and uniqueness of the Ynnwn race. |
Govell Mihdren: He traversed the dome travelling to all the major cities including Ojaveda, Hydlaa, Gugrontid, Amdeneir and all seven of the Bronze Doors. |
Govell Mihdren: He settled near the Eagle Bronze doors to be near to as many of the major cites as possible, this is where he stayed until passing to Dakkru. |
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YOU: And that's where I shall go now, I suppose? The Eagle Bronze Doors? |
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Govell Mihdren: Most certainly. |
Govell Mihdren: You could start by questioning the administrator at the fortress, Beniua Busuka. |
Govell Mihdren insists, gravely. |
Govell Mihdren: Remember who you are working for, YOU. |
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→ Go to
Beniua Busuka |
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YOU: Good day, Miss Busuka. Do you have a minute? I am seeking information about the whereabouts of a mage called Daxosh Morona. I know he died not too far from here. |
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Beniua Busuka smiles, taking you gently to a more discreet corner of the room, not far from Aerayau Strongwill. |
Beniua Busuka: Yes, YOU, I was waiting for you. |
Beniua Busuka: I've made an effort to try and remember precisely what I've heard about it. |
Beniua Busuka: As far as I recall, the weapons never left the fortress area. |
Beniua Busuka: But it has no importance anymore now. |
Beniua Busuka smiles. |
Beniua Busuka: You've completed your quest already largely, I think. |
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YOU: No, I haven't. I am searching for the weapons and I will continue do so until I find them or until I find proof that they never were anything but a myth. |
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Beniua Busuka: They ARE a myth. |
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YOU: Is Lerivia Smare a myth then, as well? |
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Beniua Busuka: No, of course, not. |
Beniua Busuka: Lerivia is history. |
Beniua Busuka: She was as real as you and I. |
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YOU: Then nothing proves that the weapons weren't real too? |
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Beniua Busuka seems speechless for a while then nods. |
Beniua Busuka: You are right, nothing proves it. |
Beniua Busuka: But in fact it doesn't really matter. |
Beniua Busuka: What does matter is the "Ynnwn principle" itself, how alive it is. |
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YOU: Without offence, Miss Busuka, I would be glad if the "Ynnwn principle" would cooperate more directly. I am working for Vigesimi Stronghand. |
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Beniua Busuka looks down, embarrassed. She then proposes. |
Beniua Busuka: Let's say that it's true. |
Beniua Busuka: That Lerivia really wielded "Defiance" and "Confidence", that those weapons were real. |
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YOU: Let's say that, yes. |
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Beniua Busuka: Daxosh arrived here and most certainly came up to the fortress, at least to find a refuge. |
Beniua Busuka: He could continue with his teachings in the surrounding villages and cities while being based here. |
Beniua Busuka: His death must have occurred not so long ago, knowing that a Ynnwn can live around 130 cycles. |
Beniua Busuka: Our race was already well integrated and seen positively in Yliakum. |
Beniua Busuka: The weapons would likely have become useless, evidence a Ynnwn could achieve their goal without magical help. |
Beniua Busuka: They fulfilled their and Lerivia's original goal. |
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YOU: I understand your idea. But, for historic note, couldn't he have entrusted the items to someone? |
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Beniua Busuka: Could be. |
Beniua Busuka: If that is the case, it would obviously be to an Ynnwn. |
Beniua Busuka: I am sure. |
Beniua Busuka: I have access to the fortress archives, I will go and dig there and try and get some names. |
Beniua Busuka: Please, wait for me here, take a seat. |
Beniua Busuka disappears off to look through the fortress records. As she does, you see Aerayau Strongwill motioning for you to approach him. |
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→ Go to
Aerayau Strongwill |
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YOU: Commander Strongwill? |
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Aerayau Strongwill: YOU, apologies but I overheard your conversation with Miss Busuka. |
Aerayau Strongwill: You are working for Vigesimi Stronghand? |
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YOU: Yes, Commander Strongwill. |
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Aerayau Strongwill: Right. |
Aerayau Strongwill: Please, assure the Vigesimi of my support. |
Aerayau Strongwill then announces, almost excited. |
Aerayau Strongwill: I might be able to contribute more concretely to her "project". |
Aerayau Strongwill: The things you said to Beniua remind me of a Dermorian poem called "Spreading Roots". |
Aerayau Strongwill: It's a metaphorical piece of text or so I thought, speaking of the fortress squadrons... |
Aerayau Strongwill: I never made the link with Tisd until today! |
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YOU: That's very interesting! Is there any information in this poem? |
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Aerayau Strongwill nods, looking to your left, blinking as he struggles to remember the text. |
Aerayau Strongwill: Ah. |
Aerayau Strongwill: I will try to write the poem down, it will come more easily then, I guess. |
Aerayau Strongwill struggles some more, scribbling on a piece of parchment that he finally hands to you. |
Aerayau Strongwill: There it is and... |
Aerayau Strongwill: Ah! |
Aerayau Strongwill: Miss Busuka is back. |
Aerayau Strongwill: Remember, report my support to the Vigesimi, YOU, will you? |
>You have received an Aerayau's Dermorian Poem. |
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→ Go to
Beniua Busuka |
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YOU: Welcome back Beniua. And thank you. What did you find? |
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-She waves a folder filled of old paper in front of you, proudly.- |
-Her forehead is covered with dust and she coughs some.- |
Beniua Busuka: I quickly browsed those documents. |
Beniua Busuka: Unfortunately there were very few Ynnwn in the fortress and they were all soldiers. |
Beniua Busuka: Maybe that's a good thing...fewer people to track down. |
Beniua Busuka: Maybe one of them is the right one, but all were stationed deeper in the surrounding caves or at outposts. |
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YOU: And Dermorians? |
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Beniua Busuka: Dermorians? |
Beniua Busuka: Why Der... |
Beniua Busuka interrupts herself as if she just understood. |
Beniua Busuka: Ohh! |
Beniua Busuka: Yes! |
Beniua Busuka: Why not? |
Beniua Busuka: It would fit with Daxosh's idea of unity and peace. |
Beniua Busuka: Indeed. |
Beniua Busuka: Let me check... |
-She opens the folder and reads a bit in silence then pokes a line.- |
Beniua Busuka: There. |
Beniua Busuka: Four were listed... |
Beniua Busuka: Hmm, soldier... |
Beniua Busuka: Hmm. |
Beniua Busuka: Ah. |
Beniua Busuka: This one was an officer, Dalantai Seorin... |
Beniua Busuka: Ah, no, pardon me, he's 60 years old and still alive. |
Beniua Busuka: A bit young for Daxosh, I believe... |
Beniua Busuka: Wait. |
Beniua Busuka: This one was responsible of the civilian barracks. |
Beniua Busuka: It's a woman, Bayarma Falarill. |
Beniua Busuka: The approximate dates fit, as well as her activity... |
Beniua Busuka looks at you expectantly as much proud as curious in unexpected hope. |
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YOU: Please, read this. [You hand Beniua the poem Aerayau Strongwill gave you.] |
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Beniua Busuka reads, clearly impressed. |
Beniua Busuka: By Laanx! |
Beniua Busuka: Braid my hairs and call me a rivnak, I never even imagined this could be! |
Beniua Busuka's now speechless, hands you a token to take the pterosaur back to Hydlaa. |
Beniua Busuka: Use if you can to get back faster. |
Beniua Busuka: Thank you, YOU. |
Beniua Busuka: I believe that now, we have a conclusion. |
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→ Go to
Amidison Stronghand |
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YOU: Vigesimi Stronghand, I think I solved the great "riddle" you assigned to me. I can't tell for sure if it's all a myth or true history, but the fact remains. [You summarize the information you gathered for Amidison and give her the poem.] |
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Amidison Stronghand: And so the brave soul is back from her journey. |
Amidison Stronghand puts a hand on your shoulder after reading the poem. |
-You can feel her emotion.- |
Amidison Stronghand: YOU, what you accomplished these past few days was, is, truly a gift for the Ynnwn people. |
Amidison Stronghand: You probably realized it by now but you renewed the link that unifies us all. |
Amidison Stronghand: This is the strength of our people, to be able to gather everyone under a cause, be it good or bad, it is our purpose. |
Amidison Stronghand: This is why we prefer to live in cities and this is why we are imbued of other races culture. |
Amidison Stronghand: We are a binding. |
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YOU: The Crystal Aura of Daxosh... |
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Amidison Stronghand nods, laughing, probably out of nervousness or simply joy. |
Amidison Stronghand: Exactly! |
Amidison Stronghand: To be perfectly honest though, I ignored the existence of this poem and the possible link to "Defiance" and "Confidence" with the Shadow and Sunshine squadrons. |
Amidison Stronghand: The "challenge" and "audacity" of the poem surely refer to them. |
Amidison Stronghand: This is incredible. |
Amidison Stronghand: Truly is. |
Amidison Stronghand: You went beyond all my expectations and I can't thank you enough. |
Amidison Stronghand: I'm sorry for not laying all my cards on the table at the beginning. |
Amidison Stronghand: I wanted to avoid influencing you in any way. |
Amidison Stronghand: You more than deserve these crafting manuals as a reward. |
Amidison Stronghand: It seems pale now compared to the joy I feel. |
Amidison Stronghand: Here you go. |
Amidison Stronghand hands you two books. |
Amidison Stronghand: There are two of them...one for light shields and one for heavy shields. |
Amidison Stronghand: You probably have enough of these books by now to fill a library. |
Amidison Stronghand: I guess there was too much information for just a single book, so they made two. |
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YOU: Thank you Vigesimi Stronghand, I truly appreciate it. This will be put to good use. Oh, by the way, Aerayau Strongwill assures you of his unstinting support. |
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Amidison Stronghand looks into the distance, her eyes shining with a renewed pride. |
-She even seems taller, her calm assurance almost palpable.- |
Amidison Stronghand: We can be proud now. |
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QUEST COMPLETED |
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Rewards: 1 Enchanting Light Shields, 1 Enchanting Heavy Shields, 15000 XP. |
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