House of Ash, Servants of the Vulture and the Dwindling Stars
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Xavier of the Dwindling Stars has led me through the dangers of this wilderness, imparting wisdom about death and tragedy that are often intertwined with the war that has ravaged this land.
In honor of our Taba Malik, he has bestowed a humble belt and amulet both that protects against the Zel, a modest yet meaningful gift to our heavenly star.
May the stars guide you,
(i will put them in the chest when it is safe to do so, or find you in game)
Ya look like Gelfling... [sniffs] SMELL like Gelfling... [sniffs] maybe y'ARE Gelfling!
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Xavier of the Dwindling Stars is this realm's warden of the land known as Deadwell and South Horn, he has taken it as a personal slight against him that the Slave Master has laid claim of influence over these regions. He asks for such words not to be spoken and be removed from sight, for they are tainting the heavenly name of our master.
With the Dwindling Stars holding the other piece of darkness, I implore us to seek to soothe their ire. The populace has taken the recent statements as our master favoring the dark arts of shades, when it is Kalim who has sinned.
May the stars guide you
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We will explore every potential power that shall see us return in triumph over my worthless maggot of a brother.
How goes your efforts to uncover the identity of the warlocks patron, that I may confront them myself. It is they who hold the power.
Khemed
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Kural does not pander to those below the Prince, they shall worship the ground under his feet regardless of action such is the right of the Pasha
He is not here to appease.
He has learned the Skullrose flower is one key to the entering of Deadwell, he shall gather as many as the hands allow
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My heavenly prince,
In accordance with the decree of my illustrious heavenly Prince, I have entwined my journey with the disciples of the Vulture, an alliance forged in the crucible of impending conquest against our Prince's foes. This bond may still flourish, if nurtured by a collective yearning to extinguish the darkened phantoms of Karim and to obliterate those who dare to challenge our resplendent sovereign.
Xavier, he of the Dwindling Star, has pledged to guide me through the shadowy labyrinth of Deadwell, where I shall immerse myself in the ancient incantations and whispered runes that dwell in the depths. He possesses the enigmatic skullrose, a key to arcane mysteries, and under his wise tutelage, I shall delve deeper into the hidden secrets of the necromancer and plane of shadows, unraveling the intertwined forces of shadow and despair and how they may be defeated.
For the cosmos itself sings of our master Prince's majesty, revealing paths that will lead him to triumph. In the flickering light of the celestial bodies, I beseech my Heavenly Prince to fortify this sacred alliance, ensuring it blossoms rather than withers. To gather more faithful servants in your exalted court is to lay the foundation for an immortal victory, unmarred by grief or loss.
Yet, beware the enchantment of shadow’s embrace, for it is a dance with soulless illusions. The path of power is fraught with peril, and the stars themselves herald the specter of damnation that lurks beyond the veil. Tread wisely, for those who seek the depths must always watch for the allure of forsaken existence.
May the stars guide you
Ya look like Gelfling... [sniffs] SMELL like Gelfling... [sniffs] maybe y'ARE Gelfling!
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A celestial pact has been woven with the ethereal Songbird of the Dim Stars. We stand in eager anticipation of their guidance, ready to delve into the ancient wisdom of their chronicles as we prepare to confront the encroaching shadows.
May the stars guide us.
