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| Information: | Level: | 70 | Maximum Level: | 125 | Monster Mission: | No | Repeatable: | Yes | Can Be Shrouded?: | No | Quest Type: | Quest | Quest Goal: | Quest Items: | Related Zones: | Related Creatures: | Related Quests: | Era: | | Recommended: | Group Size: | Solo | Min. # of Players: | 1 | Max. # of Players: | 1 | Appropriate Classes: | Appropriate Races: |
Entered: Thu May 11 16:51:34 2006 Modified: Tue Dec 5 05:21:04 2023 | |
Upon looting the Shrunken Head from Hatchet the Torturer in the Demi-Plane of Blood, you will see this:
As you touch the Shrunken Head, you momentarily gain an understanding of the Demiplane of Blood. Perhaps if you showed it to the right individual in Dreadspire they could help you understand more.
The right individual is Ur-Koraag. Approach him with the head in your inventory.
You say, 'Hail, Ur-Koraag'
Ur-Koraag says 'You have trophy, Shrunken Head. That from Hatchet I see. Means you have Ur-Koraag respect. Strong are ______. If share with me the trophy, Ur-Koraag share with you tale.'
Give him the Shrunken Head.
Ur-Koraag traces a clawed finger along the curves of the Shrunken Head. 'This no longer remnant of a being. To those living here, this badge. Trophy. Mortal life mean nothing to those who make Dreadspire their home. Lives are used, like tools. Thrown away when no further needed. Why that so? Could be blood drinkers [forget] what it like to be mortal. Or maybe they hold no care toward life to shows [superiority] to others. Or now that [mortals is food], it follows that they is also tools. Maybe they just [angry].'
You gain experience!!
There are four levels of the Aura of Crimson Mists zonewide AE in the Demi-Plane of Blood. Turning in the head reduces the effect by one quarter.
You say, 'Superiority.'
You feel as though you have been judged, and that this decision may affect you sometime in the future.
Ur-Koraag squinches his face tightly, lost in thought, 'Life for them is more complex than me can understand. They struggle always, against each other. Fighting for control and better standing in the Keep. Blood drinkers treat those above them with charm and those below get contempt. Underlings like me treated worst of all. Mortals is spit on to show how they better.'
You say, 'Forget.'
You feel as though you have been judged, and that this decision may affect you sometime in the future.
Ur-Koraag squinches his face tightly, lost in thought, 'Maybe that be true. After dozens, hundreds, thousands years, maybe the life of a mortal some distant and forgot memory.'
You say, 'Mortals is food.'
You feel as though you have been judged, and that this decision may affect you sometime in the future.
Ur-Koraag squinches his face tightly, lost in thought, 'Maybe that be true. You no treat your food with respect and care. So it be that blood drinkers treat their meals with indifference.'
You say, 'Angry.'
You feel as though you have been judged, and that this decision may affect you sometime in the future.
Ur-Koraag squinches his face tightly, lost in thought, 'That make no sense, ______. Me know angry and blood drinkers no mad. They malicious. They selfish. But they no angry.' |