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sandorasbox -> Irismancer, The (3/5/2007 15:33:46)
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The Irismancer
Location: War at See, The Irismancer, As Good As Gold, All That Glitters...
Quests given
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Dialogue
War at See
The Irismancer: Ah, but I see! I see so many things. I see that you have come to my temple to stop my servants and stop me, The Irismancer!
The Irismancer: How can I explain this to you when there is so much that you do not see?
The Irismancer: I see the past, the present, and the future. You can hardly see past your nose. But I will try.
The Irismancer: I see the wars coming. I see the shadows falling. I see a time when only the most powerful will survive.
The Irismancer: I see some will use their power to protect others. I see some will use their power only for themselves.
The Irismancer: ...and even though he hides, I see the one behind it all.
The Irismancer: Ha. I indeed see Sepulchure. His path is so very like your own. But, Sepulchure is not the one I speak of.
The Irismancer: I see that you would like answers.
The Irismancer: Fight me <Character>, and face my mastery of Wind magics. If you defeat me, then I will tell you what I see.
The Irismancer: Well... *cough* ... Well done, hero. I see that I am defeated. I will not be able to hold this form for long.
The Irismancer: It is time to claim your prize... ask what you will.
- Who are you?
The Irismancer: I am The Irismancer. I was once a flying eye, and a pet of a powerful mage in a land south of Greenguard.
The Irismancer: Most other flying eyeballs were trapped for centuries until Zarek and Palladia released them, but not me.
The Irismancer: I spent all those years reading over the shoulder of my old master until I learned enough to take this form that you see.
The Irismancer: My powers have grown even more since then. When the other eyes were released a large portion of them were drawn to me.
The Irismancer: With their help... seeing through their eyes... I can now see nearly everything.
- Why attack town?
The Irismancer: As I said before, dark times are coming.
The Irismancer: All across Greenguard, I see many ancient artifacts of power and prophecy.
The Irismancer: I see those coveting their power in the times ahead.
The Irismancer: I see heroes. I see villains. Dragons. Monsters beyond your imagination.
The Irismancer: All of them and more will reach for what it takes to realize their destinies.
The Irismancer: The Guardian tower at Falconreach is one of the few still standing. Below it lies one such artifact...
The Irismancer: My eyes went searching for this power, and when they found it, I too made my move.
The Irismancer: I am sorry <Character>. I cannot tell you that. I see that is not my place to tell you, but know this...
The Irismancer: Before you and <Dragon>, I see two paths. I see a prophecy where together, you either save the world or destroy it.
The Irismancer: And the power the Guardians protect will play its part in that fate.
- Sepulchure?
The Irismancer: Not long ago he was a hero who accomplished many great deeds. He had made many good friends in his adventuring, like you.
The Irismancer: Then he lost something that was dear to him. He felt that if he had more power, he would have been able to stop this event.
The Irismancer: In his obsessive search to become stronger he withdrew from his life and his friends. They tried to help him but he wouldn't let them.
The Irismancer: And then he discovered a terrible weapon. A Doom Weapon.
The Irismancer: The Necrotic Blade of Doom.
The Irismancer: That weapon made him stronger, but it poisoned his mind further. Then it began to poison his body.
The Irismancer: The armor that he wears, the armor of the DoomKnight... it actually wears him.
The Irismancer: He has become something else, bound to the Darkness.
- Doom Weapons?
The Irismancer: Ah yes, the Doom Weapons. Throughout history, these powerful weapons have appeared time and time again.
The Irismancer: My eyes have even seen hints of their influence all across Lore.
The Irismancer: Doom Weapons are created by spirits of pure elemental Darkness who come to our world from their own plane.
The Irismancer: It is difficult for a spirit of pure Darkness to remain on Lore in their natural forms.
The Irismancer: It depends on how strong the spirit is, of course, but most would be vulnerable to even the light of a single candle.
The Irismancer: There are many ways for an elemental spirit to remain in our world...
The Irismancer: ... but one of the most straightforward is to become bound to a weapon or item.
The Irismancer: Thus, are Doom Weapons born. Weapons of purest Darkness with evil minds of their own.
The Irismancer: Beware their corrupting influence. I have seen a hooded figure offering such weapons to would-be heroes desperate in search of strength.
The Irismancer: Everyone can ignore their whispers for a while, but in the end they end up dead or mad or worse... like Sepulchure.
- One last question...
The Irismancer: I... uh... you can't just... It's not like that, exactly... uh... I'm fading! I can't hold my form any longer! GO AWAY!
The Irismancer
The Irismancer: I see! I see so many things. I see that you have come to my temple to stop my servants and to stop me, The Irismancer.
The Irismancer: How can I explain this to you when there is so much that you do not see?
The Irismancer: I see the past, the present and the future. You can hardly see past the end of your nose. But I will try.
The Irismancer: I see the wars coming. I see the shadows falling. I see a time when only the most powerful will survive.
The Irismancer: I see some will use their power to protect others. I see some will use their power only for themselves.
The Irismancer: ...and even though he hides, I see the one behind it all.
The Irismancer: Ha. I indeed see Sepulcher. His path is so very like your own. But, Sepulcher is not the one I speak of.
The Irismancer: I see that you would like answers.
The Irismancer: Fight me <Character>, and face my mastery of Wind magics. If you defeat me, then I will tell you what I see.
The Irismancer: Well... *cough* ... Well done, hero. I am defeated. I will not be able to hold this form for long.
The Irismancer: It is time to claim your prize... ask what you will.
The Irismancer: Well...*cough*... Well done, hero. I am defeated. I will not be able to hold this form for long.
The Irismancer: It is time to claim your prize... ask what you will.
Who are you?
The Irismancer: I am The Irismancer. I was once a red flying eye, and a pet of a powerful mage.
The Irismancer: Most other flying eyeballs were trapped for centuries until Zarek and Palladia released them, but not me.
The Irismancer: I spent all those years reading over the shoulder of my old master until I learned enough to take this form that you see.
The Irismancer: My powers have grown even more since then. When the other eyes were released a large portion of them were drawn to me.
The Irismancer: With their help... seeing through their eyes... I can now see nearly everything.
Why attack town?
The Irismancer: As I said before, dark times are coming. They will be upon us soon.
The Irismancer: I see powerful forces all moving at once. They are all grabbing for power so when the dark times arrive...
The Irismancer: They will have more power than the others. They will be in a position to win the battle for their chosen side or for themselves.
The Irismancer: One such source of power is what the Guardians are guarding. The tower at Falconreach is one of the few still standing.
The Irismancer: My eyes went searching for this power, and when they found that tower, I made my own grab at that power hidden below it.
The Irismancer: I am sorry <Character>. I cannot tell you that. I see that it is not my place to tell you, but know this...
The Irismancer: When the time comes... you may be the only one who can use that power.
Sepulcher?
The Irismancer: Not long ago he was a hero who accomplished many great deeds. He had made many good friends in his adventuring, like you.
The Irismancer: Then he lost something that was dear to him. He felt that if he had more power, he would have been able to stop this event.
The Irismancer: In his obsessive search to become stronger he withdrew from his life and his friends. They tried to help him but he wouldn't let them.
The Irismancer: Then he discovered his cursed weapon, the Necrotic Blade of Doom.
The Irismancer: ]His weapons did make him stronger but poisoned his mind further. Then it began to poison his body.
The Irismancer: The armor that he wears, the armor of the Doom Knight...it actually wears him.
The Irismancer: He has become something else, bound to the darkness.
Doom Weapons?
The Irismancer: Ah yes, the powerful Doom Weapons. Lore had never seen anything like them until they appeared a few years ago.
The Irismancer: Several spirits of pure elemental darkness came to our world from their own plane.
The Irismancer: It is difficult for a spirit of pure darkness to remain in our world. The light from a single candle could destroy them in their natural forms.
The Irismancer: There are many ways for an elemental spirit to remain in our world but the most simple is to become bound to a weapon or item.
The Irismancer: Thus, the Doom Weapons were born. Weapons of purest darkness with corrupt and evil minds of their own.
The Irismancer: Everyone can ignore their whispers for a while, but in then end they end up dead or mad or worse... like Sepulcher.
One Last Question
The Irismancer: I... uh... you can't just... It's not like that, exactly... uh... I'm fading! I can't hold my form any longer! GO AWAY!
Lucky Day (Chapter 3)
As Good As Gold
???: Of course it is...
???: But why bother with the piddly fortune of an obtuse and foolishly benevolent King...
???: ...When everything you've ever wanted could be yours at the snap of your fingers?
The Irismancer: Of course I can, with the help of my Master.
The Irismancer: IF you do me a small favor.
The Irismancer: I will do better than that. Much, much better!
The Irismancer: Hehehe!
The Irismancer: ...
The Irismancer: ...
The Irismancer: I'm not just going to GIVE you gold. Any fool can collect gold.
The Irismancer: Thanks to the power of my Master- and soon to be YOUR Master- has granted me, I will MAKE you gold: your body the essence of gold.
The Irismancer: Your very BREATH will be gold!
The Irismancer: In fact... since you said you love even the taste of gold...
The Irismancer: Whatever you kiss from this moment on will BECOME gold!
The Irismancer: In return, you will teach those foolish heroes...
The Irismancer: And especially <Character>...
The Irismancer: ...The power of gold!
The Irismancer: he/she might have shamed me once, but YOU will teach him/her the folly of his/her hubris!
The Irismancer: *(sigh)*
The Irismancer: Yeah, I was thinking more along the lines of a war.
The Irismancer: Turning monsters to gold, gilding the cities of Lore, distracting <Character> that way while some...
The Irismancer: ...other plans...
The Irismancer: ...are put into motion.
The Irismancer: You know, a LOGICAL use of your newfound power.
The Irismancer: *mutter* Madman! Madmen and fools. Master was right when he said that's all he had to work with...
The Irismancer: Now, if only <Character> is kept busy enough!
All That Glitters...
The Irismancer: Aahah, I have found you. Here, all alone, left to rot in a cell. Perfect.
The Irismancer: You have failed my Master! YOU no longer have your powers. You're of no use now!
The Irismancer: AND all your monsters have been defeated AND <Character> suspects our involvement!
The Irismancer: Failure. Must. Be. Punished.
The Irismancer: But what is the appropriate punishment for one as greedy as you?
The Irismancer: Aaah. Ah, yes. I have it.
The Irismancer: Let THAT be a lesson to those who would fail my Master!
[image]https://github.com/DF-Pedia/DF-Pedia/raw/master/npcs/TheIrismancer.png[/image]
Fading Appearance
Thanks to
DemonicDarkwraith for images.
ILmaster13 and Stephen Nix for entry reformats.
A_T for additional dialogue.
Doomstalker and pahezir for correction.
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