Lorytia Starhammer and the Clan Reunion |
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Required: 1 Iron Ingot, 1 Gold Ingot. |
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Lorytia Starhammer |
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YOU: I'm headed out of here shortly. May I deliver anything for you on my way back? |
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Lorytia: I think I have something ye can do for me indeed. |
Lorytia: Ye see, me clan is havin’ a meetin’. |
Lorytia: The whole Starhammer clan is comin’ to the Dome for the first time in eight years, so the clan members on this level are expected to take care of ceremonies. |
Lorytia: I am on duty here, and cannot do everything myself. |
Lorytia: We need a large forged crest of the clan for the gathering; perhaps Trasok will handle it for me. |
Lorytia: Will ye be so kind as to take him this note? |
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YOU: I'd be happy to stop at his place for you. |
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Lorytia: That is very kind; I thank you. |
Lorytia: Here is the note: just tell him I sent you. |
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Trasok Starhammer |
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YOU: I bear a message from Lorytia Starhammer. |
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Trasok: What does the old witch want now? |
Trasok: Did she send ye with a letter? |
Trasok: Let me see the message |
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-Trasok holds out his hand- |
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YOU: I have a letter for you. |
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Trasok: Oh ah. |
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-Trasok opens the letter.- |
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Trasok: Well I will be a flying wad of Megaras spit! |
Trasok: Can you believe that old hag wants me to do decorations for her party? |
Trasok: Absurd! |
Trasok: I cannot believe the audacity of that wicked Ulber-eyed tebu-sniffer. |
Trasok: By the gods! |
Trasok: She should be flung into the Crystal, that old bog-sifter. |
Trasok: She wants symbol? |
Trasok: I’ll give her a symbol! |
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-Trasok places a thin beaten iron sheet and puts it on to heat.- |
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Trasok: Of all the strange ways to try to make contact with someone…arg! |
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-The metal heats and Trasok pulls out a special hammer that seems to bear the likeness of Lorytia. Trasok points the face of the hammer at the heated iron sheet and delivers a savage blow.- |
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Trasok: What do you think of it? |
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YOU: Words can't describe it. |
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Trasok: Heh. |
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-Trasok drops the Lorytia-headed hammer in the quench tank and turns the iron sheet over violently. Imprinted there is a huge dent that looks a lot like Lorytia.- |
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Trasok: Wait, I almost forgot the beard. |
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-Trasok takes some magnetized iron fillings and sprinkles them on the face of the dented metal, forming a beard.- |
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Trasok: Now there is a fine symbol for the evil coal-hearted shrew! |
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-Trasok places the whole in a quench tank. Steam rises as the metal cools.- |
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Trasok: Now you tell that hairy faced clacker-kisser that Trasok sends his regards and give her this. |
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Lorytia Starhammer |
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YOU: Trasok Starhammer sends his regards. |
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Lorytia: Good, good. |
Lorytia: Then he is not still angry. |
Lorytia: Let me see what he has sent along then. |
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-Lorytia holds out her hands.- |
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YOU: winces a bit then hands over the crest. |
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Lorytia: By the gods, this will never do! |
Lorytia: The old tyrant is still mad at me! |
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-Lorytia inspects the workmanship.- |
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Lorytia: He did well on my beard though. |
Lorytia: You would think after eight years he could put all this behind him. |
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-Lorytia looks sad and thinks.- |
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Lorytia: Oh, I am sorry, you are still here… |
Lorytia: do you want to hear what happened? |
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YOU: It might help you to talk about it. |
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Lorytia: It was eight years ago, at the last gathering of the Starhammer clan. |
Lorytia: Trasok and I were involved back then and as chance would have it, I was chosen as a judge of a crafting contest. |
Lorytia: Well Trasok had submitted a piece, and I was trying too hard to be objective when judging. |
Lorytia: I was too harsh on him. |
Lorytia: I gave him a score that was less than what he deserved; it was clear to everyone that his taking second place was unfair, and that it was my fault. |
Lorytia: What was worse was that I responded badly to his taking second place and felt the need to defend my scoring, so I gave him a scathing review of the work he had done very loudly. |
Lorytia: I nitpicked every detail and even made up some flaws that were not present. |
Lorytia: The old bird just walked away and has not spoken to me since. |
Lorytia: Well, if he wants to hold a grudge, fine! |
Lorytia: I will just have Harnquist make the Clan Symbol. |
Lorytia: Take this note and give to Harnquist. |
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Harnquist |
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YOU: I have a special commission for you from the Starhammer Clan. |
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-Harnquist reads the note.- |
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Harnquist: Interesting; a Starhammer clan symbol. |
Harnquist: Well, Lorytia should know better. |
Harnquist: Only a Hammerwielder has the techniques needed to do some of the knot work needed for such a symbol. |
Harnquist: They keep their tribal techniques to themselves to retain a certain originality to their work, and are generally the most advanced blacksmiths in Yliakum. |
Harnquist: You have to ask Trasok about this. |
Harnquist: He is much more capable at this specific task than someone like me is. |
Harnquist: Return to Lorytia Starhammer and tell her Harnquist sent you back. |
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Lorytia Starhammer |
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YOU: Harnquist doesn't have the training necessary to do this. |
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Lorytia: I figured Harnquist could do anything that old fool Trasok could. |
Lorytia: Goodness, I sure am sorry for sending ye trekking about all over the Dome for me. |
Lorytia: I need one more favor from ye. |
Lorytia: If ye can figure out a way to get Trasok to complete the Clan Symbol in time for the party, I will give ye an heirloom my grandpappy gave me. |
Lorytia: Ye still interestd in helping me? |
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YOU: Of course I am. |
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Lorytia: Glad yer still with me. |
Lorytia: Okay, let me try apologizing. |
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-Lorytia writes a new letter.- |
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Lorytia: Let us see here: 'Dear Trasok, I am very sorry I judged ye unfairly, I know ye worked very hard on your piece for the competition and you should have won. |
Lorytia: I take full responsibility for shortchanging you on the scores. |
Lorytia: I was nervous and did not want our clan mates to think I favored ye too much. |
Lorytia: Please accept this apology in the interests of clan unity. |
Lorytia: Best regards, Lorytia Starhammer.' Does that sound good to ye? |
Lorytia: Oh never mind, it is as good as he is getting. |
Lorytia: Now in order to complete the clan symbol, Trasok is going to need some materials; namely, an iron ingot and a gold ingot. |
Lorytia: He may have some means to get them prepared for you, but ye might make your journey faster if you have them on hand. |
Lorytia: For now, all I want ye to do is go to Trasok, give him the letter, and see what he says. |
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Trasok Starhammer |
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YOU: You might want to read this right away. It's important. |
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Trasok: What is this? |
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-Trasok opens the letter.- |
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Trasok: An apology letter! |
Trasok: I did not think the vile trepor-faced wench had it in her! |
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-Trasok reads on.- |
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Trasok: Oh bla bla bla clan unity! |
Trasok: Never would have been divided if she were not such a gobble-wit. |
Trasok: Fine! |
Trasok: I will do it. |
Trasok: Since you seem so interested, you are going to help me assemble it. |
Trasok: I am going to need one iron ingot and one gold ingot. |
Trasok: Return when you have these things and give them to me. |
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YOU: I've brought the items you need for the Clan symbol. |
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Trasok: They look fine. |
Trasok: I am gonna work on this for a while. |
Trasok: Go get me a beer from Brado to occupy yourself. |
Trasok: I hate being watched while I work. |
Trasok: Just tell him I want a beer. |
Trasok: When you have it, return and hand it over. |
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Brado |
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YOU: Trasok's thirsty. He sent me over to fetch a beer. |
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Brado: So he shall have one. |
Brado: I shall put it on his tab. |
Brado: Here you go. |
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Trasok Starhammer |
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YOU: The mug makes a satisfying 'thunk' as it is put on the table. |
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-Trasok is sweating and out of breath. Steam rises from the quench tank.- |
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Trasok: It gets mighty hot in here. |
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-Trasok smiles and drinks the beer down without pausing.- |
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Trasok: Ah! |
Trasok: Now that is better! |
Trasok: Thank you. |
Trasok: You seem to be a decent person. |
Trasok: Let me finsh inscribing the back here and then it is all yours. |
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-Trasok works at inscribing the back of the clan symbol.- |
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Trasok: The inscription reads: 'Dear Trasok, I am very sorry I judged ye unfairly. |
Trasok: Please accept this apology in the interests of clan unity. |
Trasok: Best regards, Lorytia Starhammer.' There we go. |
Trasok: Now, you know what you have to do next? |
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YOU: Yes. I see another long walk in my future. |
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Trasok: Good. |
Trasok: Here is the symbol Lorytia needs for the clan meeting; now maybe she will leave me be for another eight years. |
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Lorytia Starhammer |
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YOU: At last, I have it! |
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Lorytia: Goodness, It seems to have gotten very dusty on the way! |
Lorytia: Will you do me the added service of taking this to Hiacheius Delichi for a polish and a protective coating? |
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YOU: Sure. Why not? |
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Lorytia: Wonderful; you will find Hiacheius near the waterwheel. |
Lorytia: He is a technician. |
Lorytia: Just tell him I sent you and that you need the Clan Symbol polished, and he'll put a protective coating on it too. |
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Hiacheius Dilechi |
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YOU: Lorytia Starhammer needs your help. |
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Hiacheius: Oh let me see that! |
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-Hiacheius raises spectacles and puts out his hands.- |
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YOU: Interesting, isn't it? |
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Hiacheius: W-w-wow this is n-n-nice. |
Hiacheius: It will cost you two hundred tria to p-p-p-polish and c-c-c-coated, or you can wager over my riddle. |
Hiacheius: If you g-g-get it correct, I will p-p-polish this item for you free of charge, but if you get it wrong you pay four hundred tria. |
Hiacheius: Will you attempt to answer my riddle? |
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YOU: I love riddles. I'll play! |
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Hiacheius: Ok I will ask my riddle only when you are ready. |
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YOU: I'm ready to try. |
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-Hiacheius breathes deeply and relaxes before speaking.- |
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Hiacheius: Here is your riddle: Raithen told his two best guards that one of them was to get a promotion, but that they were so evenly matched he did not know who should get it. |
Hiacheius: He assigned each a specific trepor. |
Hiacheius: One he dyed red and one he dyed blue. |
Hiacheius: He told them race on their trepors to Hydlaa, and whichever of the two guards had the slowest Trepor would win. |
Hiacheius: Raithen departed. |
Hiacheius: The two guards were stumped and could not figure out what they were meant to do. |
Hiacheius: Each of them was busily trying to move slower than one another did when I stopped them. |
Hiacheius: They were clearly despondent, I encouraged them to dismount with me and tell me of their problem. |
Hiacheius: I gave them a hint that might help them. |
Hiacheius: As soon as they heard it, they each mounted a Trepor and departed rapidly toward Hydlaa. |
Hiacheius: What hint d-d-d-did I g-g-g-give them? |
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YOU: change trepors |
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Hiacheius: Correct, if they switch mounts they can actually race because getting there first would mean winning. |
Hiacheius: Now you should take this back to Lorytia Starhammer and tell her it is polished. |
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Lorytia Starhammer |
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YOU: Here it is, all shiny and clean. |
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Lorytia: Now I have a reward for you. |
Lorytia: You may not think it much, but it has been in my family for three generations. |
Lorytia: I cannot thank you enough; hopefully this will help. |
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[INFO]: The rock pick has a quality of 150, which is 3 times as high as usual. |
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QUEST COMPLETED |
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Rewards: 1 Rock Pick, 20 Faction with Hammerwielder, 10800 XP. |
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