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10TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_SEQ_00Rousing himself from a considerable gloom, Barryn seems thankful for your presence.
21TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_SEQ_01It seems that a mourner was attacked near an unusually verdant patch of wildflowers growing on a fallen goobbue. Barryn bids you investigate the scene and slay the creatures responsible.
32TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_SEQ_02You have slain the Shroud mandragoras who had apparently claimed the goobbue mound as their own. Report your success to Barryn.
43TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_SEQ_03Barryn thanks you, and emboldened, you ask about the goobbue. The Calamity has driven from their homes men and beasts alike, and Barryn broods that before long, few may be spared the fate of exile.
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2524TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_TODO_00Investigate the spot and slay the foes.
2625TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_TODO_01Report to Barryn.
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4948TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_BARRYN_000_000The sun has shone upon a terrible sight today. One of the bereaved wished to place upon the grave of his beloved a sprig of Althyk lavender. He strayed far, for the flower is sparse in these parts\xe2\x94\x80and was grievously wounded by fiends.
5049TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_BARRYN_000_001Grief makes us all slow in wits and limb, and I fear that these attacks will not cease until the creatures are gone. I pray you, banish the foul things. They were last seen to the east, near the remains of a goobbue.
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5352TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_BARRYN_000_020When the Calamity struck, it sundered life everywhere\xe2\x94\x80and not only among our races. Look around, and you will see how things have fallen apart. Feet, claws, roots\xe2\x94\x80all have been torn from the earth they were planted on.
5453TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_BARRYN_000_021The dead goobbue was a child of Coerthas. The Calamity shattered its native mountains, and it fled before destruction as a caravan flies before a sandstorm. Years, it wandered. We found it dying and received its memories.
5554TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_BARRYN_000_022It had gathered seeds from every land it passed through, and they flower upon its corpse, a living map of its loss and exile. North to south, mountains to the desert...cloudberry and shooting stars, marybells and cliff roses, Althyk lavender from lower Thanalan, even roselles from Bloodshore.
5655TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_BARRYN_000_023To wander is a dream and a nightmare. Adventurers such as yourself must know it better than I, but I imagine there are days when the flame of adventure gutters, and you feel yourself to be as bereft as those in Lost Hope...and upon us, no flowers grow.
5756TEXT_GAIUSB505_00874_POP_MESSAGE_000You sense a hostile presence!