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Prerequisite: Level 4
Epic Quest 2 - The Red Fog Following Sage Uldor's request, you travel by horseback one day to the edge of Darkovia. Your mount refuses to go further, and you go the rest of the way, to the easternmost point of the forest, on foot...
«Parts in blue only occur if you are a Werewolf or Werepyre»
«Scene: Darkovia Forest»
«You»: Every time I come back to this place I get the creeps....
Safiria: Hhhaaaaahhhh......Velcome to my woodsss, trespasser. I can sense that--
Safiria: YOU ARE A WEREWOLF!!
Safiria: My minions, ATTACK!!Safiria: Mmmmm.... amazing. I am quite impressed you are still alive. Perhaps one day you will consider curing your lycanthropy and joining ME.
Safiria: —You are here for a noble intention. But what would draw you to my home? Some foolish errand perhaps? One of those quests you are so fond of?
Safiria: Or something more?
«You»: I came here to simply ask you a question, Queen Safiria.
Safiria: What sort of question? This had better be important. I have places to plunder and people to eat...
«You»: *ahem* Okay then here goes: What is the source of the Red Fog?
«You»: Uh, is everything alright?? What's wrong?
Safiria: You are quite the innocent fool to utter those words. If you are still here when I return, I will tell you the secret. But you may be able to guess.
«You»: What do you mean, 'if I am still here'?
«You»: What on Lore did she mean by that??
«The Red Fog approaches and makes contact with you. You lose a small portion of health.»
«You»: Oww!! What the—?? It seems to be pulling the life from my body!!
«As the Fog continues to go past you, your HP continues to fall until it completely passes you, and by then, more than half of your total HP is drained.»
«You»: Okay, it's official... I hate that stuff.
Safiria: Ah, you are still standing. You must be sure to get fully healed before you fight any monsters.
«You»: Well, I'm waiting for you to answer that question that I had.
Safiria: Why, isn't it obvious? What you have just seen was called into existence by YOU, when you mentioned its name.
«You»: What?? You mean when I said 'Red F—
Safiria: —ah ah ah— don't say it again.
«You»: How is that possible?
Safiria: Some places in the world are like this. They hold their own magic, which can be called forth using words of power.
«You»: Okay, now that I know that, what am I supposed to do with that knowledge??
«The scene zooms in on Safiria.»
Safiria: That, my dear, is a question for your Sage, or perhaps the Archmage Warlic. Now, you had better leave here before I decide that you will make a good dinner...
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