Qeynos Hills Quests

Say: “hail”

Greetings. The fishing is sparse here. You would fare better at [Lake Rathe].

Say: “lake rathe”

Beyond the Plains of Karana can be found a pass to Lake Rathe. I have heard stories of a giant water beast and underwater cities. I wish I knew how to swim.

Say: “hail”

Hello, there. My name is Baobob Miller. My [sister] and I are the best tanners in all of Norath. Wolves are my specialty. A nice wolf skin [garment] would be the perfect accessory to your stylish ensemble.

Say: “sister”

My little sister Chanda is the second best tanner around!. Seriously though, she is a very skilled artisan and people travel far and wide to acquire one of her fine bear skin cloaks. I am proud of her. She doesn't really like to meet new people, but if you tell her [Baobob sent you], I am sure she can help get you into some nice bear skin boots.

Say: “garment”

I make the finest wolf skin [boots],[cloaks] and [belts] in all of Antonica.

Say: “boot”

If you can bring me a wolf skin of medium quality and pay me a fee of say.. hmmmm.. for you.. 15 gold pieces, I think I can make you a pair of boots that will make all of Qeynos envy you.

Say: “cloak”

Yes! One of my wold skin cloaks would go very well with your.. eeerr.. style.. Ahem! Let's see.. I think I can get you into one for 21 gold pieces, but, you have to provide the skin, and I make my cloaks with only the highest quality wolf skins.

Say: “belt”

Belts are far more forgiving than cloaks or boots. A lesser quality pelt and 5 gold pieces would get you a nice wolf-hide belt.

Hmm.. I really would not feel comfortable helping you in that way. You need to prove yourself to me by aiding my friends and family in the Plains of Karana before I will help you.

Say: “hail”

Um.. I do not know you. Please um.. leave me be.

Say: “brother”

umm.. My brother.. Um.. I mean my BROTHER.. He is the finest tanner there is. His name is Baobob and I love him very much.

Say: “clothes”

I um.. know how to make.. umm.. [cloaks] and [boots]. Oh yes! and belts! I love to make bear skin belts! Um.. I really like [belts]. My [brother] says I have to start charging more gold for my stuff though..

Say: “cloak”

I.. um.. can make.. um.. a good cloak for you. You have to get me a bear skin of high quality and my brother says I should not make them unless you also give me 21 gold pieces. I used to give them away but [Baobob] got mad at me so I don't do that anymore.

Say: “belt”

Oh, yes, I like making belts! They are easy! All I need is a bear skin and 5 gold pieces. The bear skin doesn't have to be that great but don't bring me a ruined one. The gold was my brother's idea.. sorry.

Say: “boot”

I know how to make boots. Um.. I don't like them as much as belts. They are harder to make. You have to get me a medium quality bear skin and give me 15 gold pieces if you want some bear boots. They are really good, though. At least that is what Baobob tells me.

Hmm.. I really would not feel comfortable helping you in that way. You need to prove yourself to me by aiding my friends and family in the Plains of Karana before I will help you.

Say: “hail”

Who are you? Did McNeal send you? If not, you would do yourself good to leave Gnasher alone. I have friends in high places.

Say: “hail”

Hail, mighty adventurer! I am Guard Cheslin Sydwend and I am here to serve and protect. Feel safe when we Qeynos guards are on watch. We are the best!

Say: “father sent me”

My father has no need to worry and I do not need a baby sitter. I may be in training still, but a Qeynos guard in training is still a formidable opponent. EVIL, BEWARE!! HAIL ANTONIUS BAYLE!

Say: “donate”

Of course I shall donate to that esteemed order. Here you are, my good friend. Now run along before you are injured by some nasty creature. By the way, you should speak with my fellow guard, Leopold. He also would donate.

Say: “illusion”

Yes!! I seem to have dropped some of my [Illusion] cards.

h!! Do you play Illusion, too? I love that game. I have some very rare cards in my deck. I seem to have dropped four of them somewhere during my last patrol. Darn it! They probably blew away the minute I dropped them! I will never find those cards again.

Say: “donate”

Why, yes! I would love to donate to the Temple of Thunder. My father was a brave and noble member of that order. Here you are. You should ask Guard Cheslin also. His father and mine are both members of Thunder. Now, move along!

Say: “hail”

Welcome. Please stock up on provisions, especially if you are headed toward the lair of the vile gnolls. If so, I wish you much luck and many gnoll pelts!! I also have knowledge of a [powerful dog]. I pray you do not encounter him.

Say: “powerful dog”

I have encountered a gnoll who spoke the common tongue. He dared to call himself Lord Elgnub. He swore that some day we would cross paths and he would snatch my infant son Joseph from our home. He would stand no chance against me and the mighty [Gnoll Slayer].

Say: “gnoll slayer”

Gnoll Slayer is the mighty longsword which was passed down unto me through generations of Sayers. My days of battle are over, but I can still wield her with ferocity. The only thing more precious would be my son, Joseph Sayer. I would trade Gnoll Slayer only for him to be safe and sound at home.

Say: “potential”

The true potential of Gnoll Slayer is an enchantment which was once imbedded into a gnoll's eye which was placed into the hilt of the blade. The spell would help you fight off disease and call forth a wolf to fight beside you. Alas, the gnoll eye was stolen from the blade by a great, one-eyed, white gnoll. Alone with the eye, the only book which explained how to return the enchantment was also stolen. I know not where this gnoll might be. If you can find the journal and the eye, return them with the Gnoll Slayer to me for I have been searching for decades.

Say: “hail”

Hail.

Say: “undead prowling”

'I believe the undead prowl these hills at night. I have found the remains of several adventurers who obviously had the misfortune of running into some of Bertoxxulous' dark minions. One young human was still cluching this parchment in his cold, dead fist.

Say: “parchment”

I believe it is from a spell book of some kind and I do not have a working knowledge of things arcane. Perhaps you could help? Take it. I am sure someone in Qeynos could decipher it. I must remian here to gather more evidence but please return to me with anything you discover.

Say: “hail”

Aagggh.. Get away from here.. Go, run.. Far away.. Or I shall call [Karana's] wrath upon you!

Say: “karana”

Heh!.. Ignorant one! Begone, and take your stupidity with you!

Say: “hail”

Well, it seems that you have something of importance that you wish to speak to me about? No? Then perhaps you can do something [for me].

Say: “for you”

Well I need some information. It appears that some gnolls are planning an [invasion] of Surefall. I believe there are some gnoll couriers that are running information. If you could bring me their marching orders, invasion plans, area maps, and their encryption key. Your best chance to catch a courier is probably inside Blackburrow.

Say: “invasion”

Apparently they've heard of our plans to reopen the entrance to Jaggedpine inside Surefall. It seems they believe the think they have a chance to stop us. While most of us have little concern about a gnoll invasion force the information you provide would be of great assistance.

Say: “hail”

My word, I've been aching to tell the story that was passed along to me in my youth. My parents were so fascinated by Miragul and his deceit, treachery, and madness that I was forced to study and learn it all as a youth. I'm assuming Teria told you about Miragul's transformation into a lich? Well, it's just not that simple. His history is fraught with all kinds of interesting twists and turns, much like his menagerie. Now that we're acquainted, I will tell you more next time we meet.

It is good to see you return, $name. Many years ago, not long after men first started walking the lands of Norrath, Miragul was born in Erudin after Erud led some wise magic users to the continent of Odus. As Miragul grew to be a formidable master of the arcane arts, he became greatly dissatisfied with the edicts handed down by the Council of Erudin that tried to restrict his study. The suggestion that Miragul and all erudites should focus on one of three magic professions -- a mage, a wizard, or an enchanter -- was preposterous. The idea was very shortsighted and ridiculous in Miragul's mind. It wasn't long before he found others that thought like him and that's when the trouble started. That's all I will tell you for now. I need to do some research for the Wayfarers Brotherhood this day.

Glad to see you are back for more $name. There were a growing number of outcasts in Erudin that studied forbidden tomes brought to the city by spies on Antonica. Miragul discovered the outcasts and learned they studied a fourth discipline of magic he knew nothing of . . . yes, the dark art of necromancy. Always driven by knowledge and learning, Miragul was infatuated by this new magic. However, it wouldn't be long before the interests of the outcasts were discovered by the Council of Erudin. I will tell you more about that later, $name. I have things to do here.

You are faring well, I hope? Well, the Council of Erudin discovered that the erudite outcasts were practicing necromancy and branded them all heretics. A civil war broke out as a result. It was one of the most fearsome wars in the history of Norrath. There were no swords or armor, they used only magic. The destruction unleashed by the power of the magic changed the face of Odus. Erudites fell in massive numbers and much of the pristine architecture of Erudin was lost. After some time, the heretics discovered they did not have the numbers to sustain the battle and fled, hiding in the southern region of Odus. They made a new home for themselves, which I'll discuss more soon, friend.

On with the story then. The heretics found themselves a new home on Odus, but Miragul did not travel with them. Seeing the potential to lose access to the great libraries and wisdom of Erudin, Miragul abandoned the heretics and appeared to support the Council of Erudin. It's interesting how Miragul managed to deceive so many. I'll tell you that secret when we meet again. There were some items recovered from the menagerie that I must study.

Ah, yes. You want to know how Miragul managed to deceive the erudites and heretics. You see, having studied the art of enchantment as well as the other magic professions, Miragul was very adept at disguising his identity with powerful illusions. He created three distinct identities for himself that allowed him to study in all the schools of magic in Erudin. He also created a fourth identity that allowed him to study with the heretics. His identity as Miragul remained a close ally of the Council in Erudin. In doing this, he kept abreast of all the business and rumor within the city. He was also able to stay in Erudin without suspicion. You must understand that he still really was not an ally to the council. See me soon and I'll explain why, $name. I am quite busy with my studies these days. So much to learn!