Where the Courier Went |
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Required: Access to Death Realm (about 15 hours of game time). |
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→ Go to
Londris Kolaim |
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YOU: Do you need help with something? |
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Londris: Dying to help me are you, Stonehammer? |
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-Londris sneers at you.- |
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Londris: Maybe I should keep you here. |
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-Londris thinks a bit.- |
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Londris: Then again perhaps I should send you to aid my enemies. |
Londris: But even I am not that cruel. |
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-Londris laugh echoes through the room.- |
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Londris: But if you are going to loiter around here I may as well give you something to do. |
Londris: Interested, little mortal? |
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YOU: Yes I am. |
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Londris: It said yes. |
Londris: Now listen closely. |
Londris: I dispatched a small package topside some time ago. |
Londris: Apparently it has not yet arrived. |
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-Londris frowns.- |
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Londris: Inefficiency annoys me. |
Londris: Now if you are not completely incompetent, you will find out what happened to it. |
Londris: I left it with the Guardian to give to the courier. |
Londris: Don't bother returning without results. |
Londris: Now be gone! |
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→ Go to
Death Guardian |
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YOU: Londris sent me to find out about the package. |
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Death: Mortal. |
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-Death Guardian stares vacantly into space.- |
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Death: Do I appear to you to be a clerk? |
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YOU: Yes..now that you mention it. |
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Death: I see. |
Death: Be that as it may. |
Death: I recall the package. |
Death: As to whom- |
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-The Guardian extends its arm and a rather large tome appears in its hand.- |
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Death: This tome chronicles the arrival and departure of all mortals who pass through this realm. |
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-The tome flips open and hovers in front of the Guardian.- |
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Death: This is the entry. |
Death: One came here from the region you may know as the Eagle Bronze Doors. |
Death: The same one left via the Dsar Akkaio portal carrying the package. |
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-The Guardian twitches with a sort of surprise.- |
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Death: Strange? |
Death: The name has been blotted out. |
Death: But I can tell you in appearance it was a female Dermorian wearing an embroidered black cloak. |
Death: It identified itself by showing a ceremonial dagger consisting of a black chalcedony quartz of some sort. |
Death: And now, mortal, we are done speaking. |
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-The Guardian abruptly turns away from you.- |
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→ Go to
Kisatol Gathoji |
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YOU: I am looking for a female Dermorian that carried a package. |
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Kisatol: I do not see how it is any of your business. |
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-Kisatol takes half a step closer.- |
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Kisatol: Tell me who sent you and answer quickly. |
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YOU: Londris sent me. |
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Kisatol: Tell your employer there have been… |
Kisatol: complications. |
Kisatol: Shian Sulkin, the courier, has disappeared in Hydlaa. |
Kisatol: No. |
Kisatol: Wait. |
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-Kisatol mutters to himself.- |
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Kisatol: If she is alive we will find her. |
Kisatol: If she is dead we will find her. |
Kisatol: The package can rot, I need my dag… |
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-Kisatol stops and focuses his gaze on you.- |
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Kisatol: Hurry back to your master, Stonehammer. |
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-Kisatol thinks a moment.- |
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Kisatol: Inform him of the minor delay. |
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→ Go to
Londris Kolaim |
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YOU: There is a delay. |
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Londris: This is preposterous! |
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-Londris seethes.- |
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Londris: The Onyx Dagger are supposed to be reliable. |
Londris: We have proceeded too far for… |
Londris: The Wanderer will not be pl… |
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-Londris stops abruptly.- |
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Londris: What was the name of the courier again, mortal? |
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YOU: shian sulkin |
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Londris: I wonder… |
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-Londris snaps a finger and a tome appears in his hand. He flips through it hastily.- |
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Londris: A Shian Sulkin died in Hydlaa a few days ago. |
Londris: But she did not pass through here. |
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-For an instant fear flickers across his face. He hastily scribbles a note and places a seal on it.- |
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Londris: Deliver this to the Dark Wanderer as quickly as possible and you will have your reward. |
Londris: Now go! |
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→ Go to
Dark Wanderer |
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YOU: gives the Dark Wanderer the note. |
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Dark: What is this? |
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-The Wanderer waves his hand over the seal and it crumbles to dust. He peruses the note.- |
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Dark: I see. |
Dark: Unfortunate. |
Dark: There will be retribution. |
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-The Wanderer glares at you.- |
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Dark: You will speak of this to no one. |
Dark: And take this for your service. |
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QUEST COMPLETED |
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Rewards: 1000 Tria, 8000 XP. |
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