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40TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_SEQ_00The Wood Wailers are confounded by a recent find in the Palace of the Dead.
51TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_SEQ_01During a recent expedition, the Wood Wailers were shocked to discover notes they believe to be penned by Nybeth Obdilord, the dread sorcerer who raised the Palace of the Dead. Knowing you had the misfortune of meeting him in person, they would consult with you regarding the contents of the documents. An expeditionary awaits you by the entrance to Issom–Har.
62TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_SEQ_02The expeditionary explains to you that he and his fellow Wood Wailers are puzzled by the strange script of the documents, which he surmises originated in a foreign land. E–Una–Kotor, having communed with the elementals, believes they are not from another land, but another world entirely. Taking the notes in hand, visions of Nybeth and Edda suddenly flash before your eyes. It would appear that his true purpose in building the palace was to master the art of resurrection, giving him the power to bring his lover back from the dead. E–Una–Kotor finds such a motive implausible, but with the dark sorcerer slain, the truth now remains buried in the hallowed grounds beneath Issom–Har.
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2824TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_TODO_00Speak with the expeditionary.
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5248TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_WOODWAILER01556_000_000<If(PlayerParameter(4))>Madam!<Else/>Sir!</If> A moment, if you would. Are you not the adventurer who felled the dark sorcerer in the ruins? It <Emphasis>is</Emphasis> you, thank the Twelve! We are in immediate need of your assistance!
5349TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_WOODWAILER01556_000_001Allow me to explain. On a recent reconnaissance mission, our men unearthed documents we believe were written by the selfsame sorcerer you encountered down in the labyrinth. As we have been desperately searching for more insight into this man and the unspeakable acts he committed, the importance of this discovery cannot be overstated.
5450TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_WOODWAILER01556_000_002The documents have thus far proved beyond our comprehension, but now that <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> are here─why, who better to help us decipher their contents than the <If(PlayerParameter(4))>woman<Else/>man</If> who braved the depths of those fell ruins to confront the fiend!
5551TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_WOODWAILER01556_000_003One of my fellow expeditionaries will be waiting for you at Issom–Har with the aforementioned documents. E–Una–Kotor communes with the elementals as we speak─he, too, shall join you anon.
5652TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_WOODWAILER01556_000_010Pray make haste to Issom–Har. E–Una–Kotor shall meet with you there anon.
5753TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_WOODWAILER02338_000_050Well met, adventurer. Your cooperation in this matter is much appreciated. We had hoped these documents would serve to enlighten us regarding the nature and motives of the dread sorcerer Nybeth, but I fear there is a rub...
5854TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_WOODWAILER02338_000_051They are written in a foreign script that is entirely unfamiliar to our eyes. We know not where to begin in determining the origin of these odd glyphs, let alone deciphering their meaning.
5955TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_052'Tis little surprise they are not familiar to you. If that most curious aetheric signature is aught to judge by, I would surmise those papers, and the man who penned them, hail from a world not our own.
6056TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_053<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>... Kan–E–Senna tells me that you possess a special gift─one that grants you a preternatural insight to the true nature of those around you.
6157TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_054From my understanding, this power is not one to be invoked at will. But having exposed yourself to the otherwordly presence of Nybeth, mayhap... Might you take these documents into hand, and see if aught appears before your mind's eye?
6258TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_100No, no, no! This is all wrong! Her soul will not remain bound to the flesh. It is as if she is rejecting her corporeal form. Mayhap the vessel is too weak...?
6359TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_101But that cannot be! A passionate spirit is possessed of inexhaustible stores of aether, and hers is by far the most strong-willed of my specimens. She should have the strength to remain tethered to this realm in perpetuity!
6460TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_102But no...! Not even a glimmer of life in her body! Could it possibly be...? That her spirit would seek to return to the aetherial sea of its own accord...!? Preposterous!
6561TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_103Would you be so foolish as to welcome the hollow embrace of eternal sleep? To sate yourself with memories of your worthless life as you drift off into the void?
6662TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_104Hmph... And what would you say, <Emphasis>old friend</Emphasis>? Would you blather about the virtue of accepting death, and extol her pure-hearted wish to rest beside her lost love?
6763TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_105Hah! I think not! My Edda would never be blinded to the truth by some starry-eyed fantasy! No, a spirit as strong as hers would never fade so meekly into nothingness.
6864TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_106Only a fool would yearn for death, to lay quietly within that mortiferous shade! And that is why I press on─to realize the dreams of all who came before me, and all who will come after!
6965TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_107And yet... It would seem your spirit remains entangled with that of another. Not your lost love, no─but the one who besmirched your soul with these vulgar notions of accepting─nay, <Emphasis>embracing</Emphasis> that vain slumber!
7066TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_108It's that rat sniffing about in my maze, isn't it? I can still smell <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>his</If> stench upon you. And the repugnant foetor of the...<Emphasis>admiration</Emphasis> you feel for <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>him</If>.
7167TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_109Let us conduct an experiment, shall we? Yesss, a test of loyalty─one that shall also serve to purge these halls of <If(PlayerParameter(4))>she<Else/>he</If> who would dare interfere with my most noble aims!
7268TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_110Go forth, my sweet Edda! Go forth and seek out your <Emphasis>beloved</Emphasis> hero.
7369TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_111Give <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>him</If> the gift of death you would seek yourself, and in the doing, free yourself from the shackles that bind your spirit so!
7470TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_112Soon... Yes, soon the secrets of eternal life will be mine! Will be...<Emphasis>ours</Emphasis>.
7571TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_NYBETHOBDILORD_000_113Then, my love...I shall pull back the veil, and pluck your soul from the wastelands of the damned. And we shall be as one again, inseparable forevermore! Muahahaha!
7672TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_200You return to us, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Pray tell, what did you see?
7773TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_WOODWAILER02388_000_201This dread sorcerer sought to bring his beloved back from the dead? <Emphasis>That</Emphasis> is what impelled him to torment countless souls in his experiments down in those shadowy depths?
7874TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_202While I cannot say for certain, I would rather not believe that such a simple, innocent desire could give birth to such blasphemous deeds.
7975TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_203Nor am I inclined to believe that resurrection of the manner he suggests is even possible. Nay, I find it far more likely he meant only to play some cruel game with poor Edda, preying on the love she bore for her friends.
8076TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_204Even if there was once an onze of compassion in that monster's heart, one thing is certain─his unholy quest to rejoin body and spirit has disturbed the balance of the Twelveswood.
8177TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_205Longing to reunite with a lost love is one thing, but to knowingly sacrifice the lives of countless others... 'Tis little wonder that such an odious act would incur the wrath of the elementals.
8278TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_206As a Padjal, I cannot sit idly by as such terrors endanger our forest home.
8379TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_207From the pages of that fiend, I could sense naught but an all-consuming obsession with life and death, and a hunger for the shadows.
8480TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_208You confronted the dread necromancer in the heart of the labyrinth. Tell me─what did you make of him and his goals?
8581TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_Q2_000_000What will you say?
8682TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_A2_000_001He was a depraved monster who saw the dead as mere playthings.
8783TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_A2_000_002He was a twisted, pitiful creature driven by false ideals.
8884TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_A2_000_003...
8985TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_210I daresay you have the right of it. No matter what his stated aim, disturbing the peace of the departed is a heinous crime indeed.
9086TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_220Pitiful indeed. He chose to flee from death─from the natural order of existence─to go where no man should tread. I daresay his soul is unlikely to ever find peace.
9187TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_230Ah, pray forgive me. It was untoward of me to ask you to speculate on the aspirations of a madman after only a short glimpse into his past.
9288TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_240At the very least, we can take comfort in knowing that Nybeth and his ill ambitions are no more. Now, we must see to it that the labyrinth is purged of the abominable creations that run rampant within, that the wayward souls still trapped there may at long last find peace.
9389TEXT_SUBCTS712_02388_EUNAKOTOR_000_241When the Palace of the Dead is at last cleansed of the sorcerer's taint, I will invoke the power of the elementals to seal closed the ingress, that none may ever be lost to its unholy halls again.
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