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Jay -> Khvorost (5/10/2019 23:55:47)
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Khvorost
Location: First Halo -> Quests! -> Khvorost
Requirements: Completion of Coming Home
Release Date: May 10th, 2019
Objective: The peaceful ocean's waves at night. What else to do but relax, wait for your journey's end, and chat?
Objective completed: Seems like Khvorost has a history. Where will he go after this? And what awaits you back in the Land of Dragons?
Experience rewarded: Scaled
Gold rewarded: Scaled
Monsters
(2) Flood
(3) Shockwisp
(3) Small Puddle
(1) Tempest
(1) Thunderhead
NPCs
Khvorost
Lookout
Mazurek
Rewards
Smuggler's Stormpather (I-VII)
Access to KV Loot for DCs.
Dialogue
Mazurek joins you as Guest A.
*Khvorost, yourself, and Mazurek are sailing back towards the Land of Dragons at night.*
Khvorost: So. About that favor, <Character>?
<Character>: ...
Mazurek: Ye didn't.
Khvorost: It, it was a life or death situation! I had to offer my services. You know how it is.
*Mazurek stares at Khvorost disapprovingly.*
Khvorost: You know, you know what? I think we're even. I get this wonderful free cruise around the seas, after all.
Mazurek: One way trip. I nah be shippin' ye back thar.
Khvorost: Come now, Maz, you're joking right? I didn't even get a chance to pack—
Mazurek: Th' Magesterium may 'ave turned a blind eye t' ye afore, but aft helpin' <Character> escape?
Mazurek: They'll be lookin' fer any excuse t' drag ye in front o' that god o' thars.
Khvorost: But, but my collection of vintage Murshrom Brew! My miniatures! All of my—
Mazurek: Likely already seized.
Khvorost: I... I see.
*Khvorost, yourself, and Mazurek pause for a moment.*
Khvorost: Hey, hey <Character>, do they have Murshrom Brew in the barbarous— sorry, the Land of Dragons?
<Character>: I don't think so. Sorry, Khvorost. If there's anything I can do to help— you did help me escape, even if it was a bit of a bumpy ride.
Khvorost: That's... that's...
*Khvorost doesn't know what to say as he begins to grasp the reality of life away from Azaveyr.*
Mazurek: If ye nah be lookin' t' sail wit' me, thar be a place ye might enjoy makin' yer new home.
<Character>: Ravenloss!
Mazurek: Aye. An ancient underground city full o' ye weaver types and whatnot.
Khvorost: A city— a city of weavers? In the Land of Dragons?
Mazurek: I spent some time thar meself. Made some... good friends. Includin' <Character> here.
Khvorost: Other weavers. That sounds nice. I could, I could maybe live there. Other chaosweavers...
*Another moment of silence follows, as you're unsure whether to inform Khvorost about the status of the Land of Dragons' Chaosweaver population.*
<Character>: Well, about that...
<Character>: Actually...
<Character>: Say, Khvorost, how did you end up becoming a chaosweaver? Isn't chaosweaving illegal in the Shapeless Empire?
Mazurek: Oh no. Ye didn't, <Character>.
Khvorost: It is, it is a dashing, daring tale! And since you've requested it, I will so very graciously share my epic of pain, loss, recovery, and skulduggery!
Mazurek: Th' short version, Khvorost.
Khvorost: Hmph. So be it.
Khvorost: Well, well, it started when my good—for—nothing parents abandoned me on the steps of Edelia.
Khvorost: Swaddled me up. Left me on the ground. Never saw 'em again.
Mazurek: How do ye even remember that?
Khvorost: Tis true, tis true. A poor babe, alone and forgotten, taken in by the school of weaving.
<Character>: Really?
<Character>: What, were you raised by the teachers?
Khvorost: Okay, okay, I was actually a bit older. Old enough to attend and board. But I never did see my parents again. Don't know what happened.
Khvorost: Edelia was a good enough place. If just a bit... boring. I mean, you couldn't blame me, really.
Khvorost: Living, learning, working and playing, all in the same place? It was just. So. Boring.
<Character>: Blame you for what?
Khvorost: I mean, I mean, seriously. They wouldn't even let us out without a chaperone. It was just the same thing day after day.
Khvorost: I needed some excitement.
Mazurek: Wha' did ye do?
Khvorost: Can, can you imagine? Just classes and chores day in and day out. Anyone would have gone—
<Character>, Mazurek (in unison): KHVOROST!
Khvorost: Hm? Oh, oh, as I was saying. I was expelled.
<Character>, Mazurek (in unison): ...
Khvorost: Now, NOW, you want me to give you all the scandalous details? Well, I certainly can't resist.
Khvorost: There was this country kid. From some family, from around Mortem, I think? He, well, I don't remember his name. I gave him some silly dare.
Khvorost: Didn't think the kid would actually try it.
Khvorost: Well, well... he did.
Khvorost: Broke his way into the headmaster's office. Went ahead and started trying to weave with the headmaster's spiritlooms.
Khvorost: As you can imagine, he got expelled on the spot.
Khvorost: Of course, they kicked me out after that, too.
<Character>: Wait, you don't mean—
Khvorost: Oh yes. Didn't help that I had a disciplinary sheet longer than I was tall. Simpler times.
<Character>: No, I mean, you were the one who got Tomix expelled?!
*Mazurek appears enraged by this revelation.*
Khvorost: Was that his name? Pasty looking annoying kid, red hair?
Mazurek: That's it. We're tossin' ye o'erboard!
Khvorost: Wait, wait up! Did I say something wrong?
Mazurek: Tomix be dead, Khvorost! Ye set 'im on a path that led 'im through much pain 'n sufferin', even t' th' end!
Khvorost: Now, now look, I was just a kid! I was bored! If I'd have known that he would mean so much to you—
Mazurek: This ain't about ME. I wants ye off me vessel. Now.
Khvorost: <Character>? Some help? Oh, oh! This can be the favor you owe me!
<Character>: I... I...
Lookout: Cap'n! Cap'n! Storm approachin', fast! Lookin' tah be magical o' sorts!
*Mazurek reluctantly knows she must prioritize everyone's safety over Khvorost, for now.*
Mazurek: We'll deal wit' ye later.
Mazurek: ALL HANDS ON DECK!
*You and Mazurek fight alongside each other, defeating various elementals the storm has brought on deck; afterwards, the storm passes, and Khvorost comes out of hiding.*
Mazurek: Ye can come out now. We nah be throwin' ye t' th' sea.
Khvorost: <Character>! Make her promise!
<Character>: Maz—
Mazurek: Ye 'ave me word, Khvorost. Ye may 'ave set Tomix down his path, but wi'out that path, none o' us would 'ave met 'im.
Mazurek: 'N we were better fer havin' known 'im.
*Mazurek takes a moment to reminisce about Tomix.*
Mazurek: Nothin' like a scrap t' clear th' mind.
<Character>: I still can't believe— what are the odds that you, the chaosweaver who helped me escape from Nieboheim, were the boy who got Tomix expelled?
*Khvorost, yourself, and Mazurek ponder this unlikely series of events.*
Khvorost: I do... I do feel guilty. Now that I'm older.
Khvorost: I've helped smuggle people out of the Shapeless Empire. Bring them down to the shore. To boats like Maz's.
Khvorost: I've seen, I've seen families torn. Torn over all manner of issues. From forgetting some trinket. To choosing who to leave behind.
Khvorost: I know what I did— I know I ruined that boy's future.
*Khvorost, yourself, and Mazurek are still processing all of these new revelations.*
<Character>: So... What happened after you were expelled? How did you end up chaosweaving and smuggling people out of the Empire?
Khvorost: Now that, that is an interesting question! I taught myself!
<Character>: You taught yourself chaosweaving?
Khvorost: Well, well, I had the basics of soulweaving from Edelia. And I am extraordinarily talented.
Khvorost: It took much, much hardship, though. I couldn't stay in Tkaanie.
Khvorost: But in the Shapeless Empire... I had to live... uncomfortably. To avoid the Magesterium. As you saw— it takes just one.
Khvorost: One slip-up, and you're food for the Shapeless.
Khvorost: I had to be the best. To survive, see. And with time, I think that may have rubbed off on my dear Ruuma. My SoulAlly.
<Character>: Didn't you say he was an Elemental Spirit of Arrogance?
Khvorost: He is, but arrogance comes in many forms. Most of the time now, he's off on his own.
Khvorost: Doing whatever he does in the Plane of Elemental Spirits. But he does come to my aid. When necessary.
Khvorost: Isn't, isn't that right, Ruuma?
*Ruuma is nowhere to be found.*
Khvorost: He cares. Really! I'd be— I'd be lost without him.
Khvorost: Anyway. Anyway. I got good at hiding from the Magesterium. Or maybe they stopped looking.
Khvorost: I made my living as a smuggler. Helped people out of the Empire.
Khvorost: It was, it was a good life. Always exciting. Always watching my back. Never a boring moment.
Khvorost: Then, then, one day, I helped some foreign hero escape the city in a hurry, and well, here we are.
Mazurek: Khvorost may 'ave his regrets, but he ain't a bad person. Nah anymore, at least. Right, Khvorost?
*Khvorost glances away from Mazurek, appearing to still be hiding something about their history.*
<Character>: I see. You've certainly led an... interesting life, Khvorost.
Khvorost: Yes, yes, well. I do what I must to survive.
Khvorost: Speaking of which. I'd— I would like to claim that favor from you.
<Character>: Right now? Here?
Khvorost: If you don't mind. Could...
Khvorost: Could you tell me about Tomix?
Khvorost: I like a good story.
*You and Mazurek smile after hearing Khvorost's request.*
<Character>: Of course.
<Character>: Mazurek, do you think you could help too?
Mazurek: Aye.
<Character>: It all started with the Corrupted Elemental Spirit of Greed...
*Scene fades to black.*
Complete Quest
Quest Loot for DCs - opens KV Loot for DCs.
Other information
Guests are removed upon beginning this quest as of January 29th, 2021.
This quest was updated with typo fixes and minor dialogue changes on July 28th, 2023; any retired content has been archived here.
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