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| Stats
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| Level
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62
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| Strength
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175
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| Endurance
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200
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| Coordination
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175
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| Quickness
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165
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| Focus
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200
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| Self
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210
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| Health
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200
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| Stamina
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350
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| Mana
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360
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Notes
Lore & Dialog
The rotting woman inclines her head stiffly, and a disembodied voice seeps across your mind like oil. "Child, you walk among the tombs of the Sand Kings. Long ago they were mighty captains in service to the powers behind the Ice Throne. Now they rest, and dream of new plots. Yet still they hold themselves great power, and are ageless and fey."
"My mistress sent me hither to solicit their aid in a great cause. Perhaps you could serve, for I shall call the enemy of mine enemy friend. Those in shadow...thralls of the one called Slayer of Hope...beset our isle. If you give me a note worth 50,000 of the Yalaini pyreal, to fund my mission to bribe the Sand Kings, I shall open the gate for you.
"Be warned; only the mightiest may pass through this gate, and I will not allow you to tie to it."
You give Garaena the Emissary Trade Note (50,000).
The voice in your mind purrs, "Ai, this will serve. Seek the dark ones and destroy them...yet meddle not with the devices you may find on our island of Aerlinthe. Perilous they are to those who do not understand their art."
