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You say, 'Hail, Heretic Elirev'
Heretic Elirev delivers a barely audible hiss -- the voice that is heard in their words is accented in the odd dialect of the Iksarian Empire of old, 'Accept our humble greetings, _____. The citizens of the Plane of Knowledge are quite eager to have you among us, traveler, for it has been ages since many of us have had the productive feeling of a pupil's mind to teach in our own image. We have individually done what we can to accommodate your thirst for knowledge. Those of the dark art of necromancy may find the Heretics of New Tanaan to be of use to their search. Come, traveler, and investigate what spells I have available for those of the true arcane art of Norrath.'