You say, 'Hail, Praetor Noctis Trayer'
Praetor Noctis Trayer says, 'Hello, Gidono. We were hoping things would be quiet out here. I was certainly hoping so when I volunteered for this post. But something is up, and I could use help from some good adventurers to learn (what it means).'
You say, 'what it means'
Praetor Noctis Trayer says, 'Well, from what I understand the place called Howling Stones has been relatively quiet for decades. Sure, it's creepy full of undead in there, but nothing much changes. Lately, however, I've been seeing what seem to be new recruits to this cult that calls itself '(The Arisen)'. They have been going into the ruins and I would love to know why. I could really use your (help).'
You say, 'The Arisen'
Praetor Noctis Trayer says, 'From what I know, The Arisen are a cult of weirdoes that seem to worship Venril Sathir. It is said that they were responsible for resurrecting their crusty old Emperor by putting his spirit into his own son's body. That can't have been nice for Rile Sathir, since he was alive at the time. What I'm worried about is that if The Risen are gathering here then Venril might be here. I've even seen some of the dark elves that used to man this very port wearing symbols of the cult heading into Charasis. Why dark elves would follow an old Iksar Emperor is beyond me.'
You say, 'help'
Praetor Noctis Trayer says, 'Hmm. It might be best if you were to speak with Praetor Brimshaw or Krama Alaeus. They have greater need of your help.'