Errand
Chronicle 371 · Entry #2
[Drakania Awakening] Witches and Dragons
Macalod Tavern
Objective
You were told to seek out the old geezer in the tavern at Macalod Hill. Go check out the tavern.
Continue your search at the Macalod Hill Tavern;Hear about the seventh witch's wisdom;Hear about the seventh witch's sins;Hear about the seventh witch's death;
Dialogue
Macalod Tavern
Dialogue
Hehe... I was so sure
that we'd find her here...
I guess we were
one step too late... Drats!
Hmm? You smell her stench
leading all the way over to Macalod Hill as well?
That's an interesting coincidence, but... that's good then... right?!
The chase is afoot!
that we'd find her here...
I guess we were
one step too late... Drats!
Hmm? You smell her stench
leading all the way over to Macalod Hill as well?
That's an interesting coincidence, but... that's good then... right?!
The chase is afoot!
Macalod Tavern
Dialogue (Alt)
That's good, then... right?!
The chase is afoot!
The chase is afoot!
Guardian Awakening Sub NPC
Completion
"Build your paradise upon my body.
With my death, I will usher in the ruination of the golden mountain."
Although she appeared powerless, her past slaughter of countless Dragons
had filled her heart with their life energies,
which would produce the power required
to bring the golden mount to ruin, or so she claimed.
And her heart, overflowing with such mighty strength,
required a vessel to bear it all...
Apparently my distant ancestor
bore witness to that ritual itself.
A young Dragon chose to
tear out one of his eyes,
and its pupil, a ravenous hole,
swallowed the abandoned witch, Erethea, whole...
Time passed,
and then a very special being was born...
By the eye of Markthanan and the heart of Erethea
came the last hope of Dragonkind...
Apologies for the interruption! The food supplies of the faithful
who serve the brazier of the Ynix have been tainted...
It's the poisons endemic to Tshira at work!
You there! Would you help us hand out fresh food?
With my death, I will usher in the ruination of the golden mountain."
Although she appeared powerless, her past slaughter of countless Dragons
had filled her heart with their life energies,
which would produce the power required
to bring the golden mount to ruin, or so she claimed.
And her heart, overflowing with such mighty strength,
required a vessel to bear it all...
Apparently my distant ancestor
bore witness to that ritual itself.
A young Dragon chose to
tear out one of his eyes,
and its pupil, a ravenous hole,
swallowed the abandoned witch, Erethea, whole...
Time passed,
and then a very special being was born...
By the eye of Markthanan and the heart of Erethea
came the last hope of Dragonkind...
Apologies for the interruption! The food supplies of the faithful
who serve the brazier of the Ynix have been tainted...
It's the poisons endemic to Tshira at work!
You there! Would you help us hand out fresh food?
Other Errands in This Chronicle
8 further errands share this chronicle — the same travelers, the same stretch of road.
- #1 [Drakania Awakening] Traces
- #3 [Drakania Awakening] Memories of the Sister
- #4 [Drakania Awakening] Cup of Erethea
- #5 [Drakania Awakening] Wings Unfurled
- #6 [Drakania Awakening] Piercing Trion: Combo
- #7 [Drakania Awakening] Piercing Trion - Practice
- #8 [Drakania Awakening] Cup of Erethea
- #9 [Drakania Awakening] Wings Unfurled
Details
| Chronicle | 371 |
| Entry | 2 |
Turn-in
Summary
"Build your paradise upon my body.
With my death, I will usher in the ruination of the golden mountain."
Although she appeared powerless, her past slaughter of countless Dragons
had filled her heart with their life energies,
which would produce the power required
to bring the golden mount to ruin, or so she claimed.
And her heart, overflowing with such mighty strength,
required a vessel to bear it all...
Apparently my distant ancestor
bore witness to that ritual itself.
A young Dragon chose to
tear out one of his eyes,
and its pupil, a ravenous hole,
swallowed the abandoned witch, Erethea, whole...
Time passed,
and then a very special being was born...
By the eye of Markthanan and the heart of Erethea
came the last hope of Dragonkind...
Apologies for the interruption! The food supplies of the faithful
who serve the brazier of the Ynix have been tainted...
It's the poisons endemic to Tshira at work!
You there! Would you help us hand out fresh food?
With my death, I will usher in the ruination of the golden mountain."
Although she appeared powerless, her past slaughter of countless Dragons
had filled her heart with their life energies,
which would produce the power required
to bring the golden mount to ruin, or so she claimed.
And her heart, overflowing with such mighty strength,
required a vessel to bear it all...
Apparently my distant ancestor
bore witness to that ritual itself.
A young Dragon chose to
tear out one of his eyes,
and its pupil, a ravenous hole,
swallowed the abandoned witch, Erethea, whole...
Time passed,
and then a very special being was born...
By the eye of Markthanan and the heart of Erethea
came the last hope of Dragonkind...
Apologies for the interruption! The food supplies of the faithful
who serve the brazier of the Ynix have been tainted...
It's the poisons endemic to Tshira at work!
You there! Would you help us hand out fresh food?