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Revision as of 15:39, 13 May 2009
Introduced during: To Raise a Banner of Flame
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Name: | Faladha the Emissary |
Title: | None |
Race: | Undead |
Location: | 17.0S 57.4W in the Direlands |
Route: | Go to Baishi and purchase Sake from Kiun Baicho the Barkeeper at 49.5S 62.8E. Run south to the Drunken Madman at 53.0S 61.0E and give him some Sake. Enter the portal he opens to Walled Portals, then take the Outside Accursed Halls Portal. Use the stairs to get out of the fort and run north to Chalicmere Castle at 17.0S 57.3W. You can either unlock the front door (Resistance 242) or use the roofs to jump your way over the wall. |
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Lady Aerfalle Quest Aerlinthe (access) |
This NPC will open a level 40+ portal to Aerlinthe when given a C Note.
The dead man turns and looks down the rotted remains of his nose at you. A cool, aristocratic presence invades your mind, and seems to speak in Roulean. "You are foolish to come here, outlander. This is the castle called Chalicmere, fortress of the Latzimestal faction..."
"Ah, but such subtleties are beyond you. To your barbarian eye, we are merely corpses and bones, all alike and monstrous. Yet it is not so, and these rotting forms you revile shaped the destinies of men and kingdoms far beyond your ken.
"Obstruct me not, whelp. I have urgent traffic with the Lords of the Latzimestal... unless you will give me a note worth 10,000 pyreal. Then I shall grant you all the adventure you desire, if you be mighty enough to use my passage. Yet I shall not suffer barbarians in my home, and will prevent you from conjuring the gate yourself."
You give Faladha the Emissary Trade Note (10,000).
The voice in your mind sneers, "You are wise to offer me such a boon, lest I strike ye down like a cur in the street. I shall open the path to my home, the ancient port of Aerlinthe. You would be wise to tread lightly, lest you wake the ire of my island and my Lady."