| Unlawful Undertakings for Ukabnu |
| Required: A Helping Hand for Kisatol quest. |
| → Go to Ukabnu |
| YOU: Anything I can help with? |
| Ukabnu: Back for more, eh, my clacker friend? |
| Ukabnu: Is there something terribly appealing about giving assistance to unwashed foul-mouthed exiles? |
| -Ukabnu makes a wry smile and shakes her head.- |
| Ukabnu: This time we will see more about how useful you are really willing to be. |
| Ukabnu: There is a certain family in Hydlaa, the gods rot their souls- |
| -Ukabnu turns her head and spits at the ground.- |
| Ukabnu: -some people in need of a few more of Ukabnu's 'favors'. |
| -Ukabnu smiles crookedly.- |
| Ukabnu: Willing to do a few 'honest folk' some damage, little clacker? |
| YOU: Sounds like fun. |
| Ukabnu: Good. |
| Ukabnu: Now listen. |
| Ukabnu: Here's what you need to do, my roguish rat. |
| Ukabnu: Deliver this interesting sample to Willam Chorind, Hydlaa's spotless city treasurer… |
| -Ukabnu flicks a crumpled page of figures to you.- |
| Ukabnu: … |
| Ukabnu: and tell this Sir Chorind that I have his missing book. |
| Ukabnu: If the greedy foot-licker doesn't want some errant and incriminating numbers to end up on the Vigesimi's desk, he'll just have to run a little errand for me. |
| Ukabnu: Tell him I want Saral crippled. |
| -Ukabnu smirks.- |
| Ukabnu: And bring me his fancy purse. |
| → Go to Willam Chorind |
| YOU: gives William the page. |
| Willam: Hmm, what is this? |
| -Willam blinks and examines the page.- |
| Willam: This- this is from my missing accounts book! |
| Willam: Where did you get this? |
| YOU: From Ukabnu. |
| Willam: Ukabnu? |
| Willam: The bandit? |
| -Willam's face pales and he nearly drops the page of figures. He whispers 'She'll ruin me…'- |
| Willam: W-what does she want? |
| YOU: She wants Saral crippled. |
| Willam: C-cripple Saral Yangnk?? |
| -Willam stares at you in disbelief and then looks away.- |
| Willam: I… |
| Willam: I can't do that! |
| Willam: I can't… |
| Willam: I can't let that book be seen. |
| -Willam looks back at you.- |
| Willam: How can you people be so cruel? |
| Willam: Why is she doing this? |
| Willam: By the gods, what will I do…? |
| Willam: Madness…! |
| -Willam looks down at his hands.- |
| Willam: Get away from me. |
| Willam: If you are done, go. |
| YOU: She also wants your fancy purse. |
| -Willam's eyes widen again and his pale face gradually reddens in a fury.- |
| -He tears his velvet-and-gold purse free and flings it at your feet.- |
| Willam: Take it then! |
| Willam: Leave me be, you twice-cursed blackguard! |
| → Go to Ukabnu |
| YOU: gives Ukabnu the purse. |
| Ukabnu: Ahaa! |
| -Ukabnu grins and raises the purse in the air and calls out to her cutthroats.- |
| Ukabnu: Look what the rat's brought us, my beasts! |
| -The nearby bandits watch as Ukabnu lifts her blade to the purse and slashes at the bottom.- |
| -The blade parts the velvet with a snapping sound and a flash of brown light. Ukabnu laughs as several glyphs and coins fall free of the purse and onto the ground at her feet.- |
| Ukabnu: Not bad at all, my little rat, not bad. |
| Ukabnu: I am sure our dear friend Willam is in a churlish fit at this moment, wondering what he will do. |
| -Ukabnu pokes the glyphs with the armored toe of her boot and then stoops to claim the loot.- |
| Ukabnu: Now, if you will run but one more little errand for me, my helpful StoneBreaker rat, I may reward you with one of these. |
| Ukabnu: What say you? |
| YOU: Sure, what must I do. |
| Ukabnu: I thought you might like the sound of that. |
| -Ukabnu smiles crookedly.- |
| Ukabnu: Now, I want you to go run over hill and dale and find little Miss Nyshyn Klannarr. |
| Ukabnu: Tell her I sent you and remind her that it's time for her delivery if for some reason she seems to have forgotten. |
| Ukabnu: Do be nice to her. |
| Ukabnu: She seems to be afraid of me, though I'm not really sure why… |
| -One of Ukabnu's gang laughs nastily. Ukabnu smiles and cheerily yells 'Stuff it, trepor-kisser!' to him. She looks back at you.- |
| Ukabnu: Get a move on, my little rat! |
| → Go to Nyshyn Klannarr |
| YOU: Ukabnu sent me to remind you of the delivery. |
| Nyshyn: Ah, yes. |
| Nyshyn: Umm |
| -Nyshyn looks you over.- |
| Nyshyn: You are working for her, are you… |
| Nyshyn: her, ah… |
| Nyshyn: delivery is almost ready. |
| Nyshyn: If you will visit my sister near the Eagle Bronze Door ruins, she has part of it. |
| Nyshyn: Just tell her to give you the green box. |
| Nyshyn: I will try and and work on the rest of what Ukabnu wants and see if I can finish before you return. |
| → Go to Canyt Klannarr |
| YOU: Your sister wants the green box |
| Canyt: Er, yes, just a moment. |
| -Canyt leaps nimbly over a fallen stone and goes behind a ruined wall. She returns in a few moments with a small green box in her paw and gives it to you.- |
| Canyt: There you are. |
| Canyt: Safe travels to you, Madam. |
| → Go to Nyshyn Klannarr |
| YOU: gives Nyshyn the box. |
| Nyshyn: Ah, good, thank you. |
| -Nyshyn unlocks the box with a small key and takes out an ornate blue-gemmed silver necklace. She chuckles at it and runs it through her fingers before passing it to you.- |
| Nyshyn: That'll fetch a few coins, won't it? |
| Nyshyn: There's the shiny part, and here is the dull part. |
| -Nyshyn gives you an antique longsword that is heavily corroded.- |
| Nyshyn: And as for my part… |
| Nyshyn: well, I am stuck. |
| Nyshyn: I am supposed to have an answer to her riddle but I haven't been able to solve it! |
| -Nyshyn murmurs 'The one who makes it, will tell it not…' She looks at you.- |
| Nyshyn: I won't tell her if you will help me, and then you can go. |
| Nyshyn: I have already been trying for hours and it's not coming to me. |
| Nyshyn: 'The one who makes it, will tell it not. |
| Nyshyn: The one who takes it, will know it not. |
| Nyshyn: Whoever knows it, wants it not.' |
| Nyshyn: She said it was something that she could hold in the palm of her hand. |
| -Nyshyn crosses her arms over her chest and frowns slightly in thought.- |
| YOU: fake coins |
| Nyshyn: Ah? |
| Nyshyn: Yes, yes, that fits! |
| -Nyshyn grins.- |
| Nyshyn: Very good, Madam, most pleasing. |
| Nyshyn: Then we are set, and you may return those three things to your mistress Ukabnu- the answer, the necklace, and the sword. |
| Nyshyn: May Talad light your path. |
| → Go to Ukabnu |
| YOU: Nyshyn says the answer to the riddle is fake coins. |
| Ukabnu: Ha, yes, that's the answer. |
| Ukabnu: That milk-drinker looked very puzzled last I saw her. |
| Ukabnu: And the rest of the goods? |
| YOU: Here are the goods. |
| -Ukabnu grins and looks at the necklace for a moment before shouting.- |
| Ukabnu: 'LAURE!' Laure Eves turns her head just in time to snatch the necklace from the air as Ukabnu throws it to her. |
| Ukabnu: Ukabnu sneers and calls 'Pretties for you, M'Lady!' |
| -Ukabnu turns back to you with a chuckle and looks the sword over with a glint in her eye.- |
| Ukabnu: Now, my precious rat, it is time for you head homeward once again, this time with a trifle for your time. |
| -Ukabnu holds up her gauntleted hand, four glyphs dangling from it.- |
| Ukabnu: Which one shall it be? |
| Ukabnu: Take one and take your leave of us. |
| QUEST COMPLETED |
| Rewards: 1 Summon glyph, 1 Weapon glyph[OR], 1 Entropy glyph[OR], 1 Sleep glyph[OR], 20 Faction with Thieves Organization, 3391 Tria, 12200 XP. |