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You say, 'Hail, Drixiv Arcut'
Drixiv Arcut sighs heavily and after a long while says, 'Leave us, Iksar. Leave us to our eternal damnation.'
You say, 'curse'
Drixiv Arcut twists his face into a frown and says, 'You read what's written, Iksar. It's clear enough so we won't bother to explain the details. We can only stand our guard and hope for [redemption].'
You say, 'redemption'
Drixiv Arcut grits his teeth and snaps, 'It's very simple, ______! We are fallen! We seek redemption! We guard our 'brothers' here among the Howling Stones until we are relieved. Whether that will ever happen, we do not know. We can only hope that by providing the great warriors of the legion with our [ancient armor], we will earn salvation.'
You say, 'ancient armor'
Drixiv Arcut says 'You wish the armor of our ancestors? The armor donned by the Guard whose duty was to protect the Chosen? A warrior relies not on strength alone, but many virtues. If a warrior learns to balance each virtue, then he may be fit to guard the Chosen. Each piece of armor reflects a [virtue], and each virtue must be learned before the armor is given.'
You say, 'virtue'
Drixiv Arcut says 'The virtues symbolized by the armor I keep are confidence and righteousness. The [boots], [greaves], [gauntlets], and [bracers]. Bring me proof that you have mastered these virtues as well as a piece of Banded armor of the type you desire and the appropriate armor shall be yours, ______. If you wish the other pieces you must speak to my brother.'
You say, 'gauntlets'
Drixiv Arcut says 'Our hands are our most useful and deadly instruments, after our minds. When we use them other than in the service of our lord and ancestors, our actions are false. Without knowing righteousness, we can never be sure if our actions are in the name of fear. The Chosen, the Crusaders of Greenmist, know fear intimately. Their actions are never without the blessing of our lord. Take this note to the Archduke. He will recognize my writing and instruct you.'
You receive Illegible Note: Gauntlets.
Drixiv Arcut sighs heavily and after a long while says, 'Leave us, Iksar. Leave us to our eternal damnation.'
You say, 'curse'
Drixiv Arcut twists his face into a frown and says, 'You read what's written, Iksar. It's clear enough so we won't bother to explain the details. We can only stand our guard and hope for [redemption].'
You say, 'redemption'
Drixiv Arcut grits his teeth and snaps, 'It's very simple, ______! We are fallen! We seek redemption! We guard our 'brothers' here among the Howling Stones until we are relieved. Whether that will ever happen, we do not know. We can only hope that by providing the great warriors of the legion with our [ancient armor], we will earn salvation.'
You say, 'ancient armor'
Drixiv Arcut says 'You wish the armor of our ancestors? The armor donned by the Guard whose duty was to protect the Chosen? A warrior relies not on strength alone, but many virtues. If a warrior learns to balance each virtue, then he may be fit to guard the Chosen. Each piece of armor reflects a [virtue], and each virtue must be learned before the armor is given.'
You say, 'virtue'
Drixiv Arcut says 'The virtues symbolized by the armor I keep are confidence and righteousness. The [boots], [greaves], [gauntlets], and [bracers]. Bring me proof that you have mastered these virtues as well as a piece of Banded armor of the type you desire and the appropriate armor shall be yours, ______. If you wish the other pieces you must speak to my brother.'
You say, 'gauntlets'
Drixiv Arcut says 'Our hands are our most useful and deadly instruments, after our minds. When we use them other than in the service of our lord and ancestors, our actions are false. Without knowing righteousness, we can never be sure if our actions are in the name of fear. The Chosen, the Crusaders of Greenmist, know fear intimately. Their actions are never without the blessing of our lord. Take this note to the Archduke. He will recognize my writing and instruct you.'
You receive Illegible Note: Gauntlets.