Aun Ralirea

Introduced:

Dark Majesty

Related Quests:

Hunting Aun Ralirea

Aun Ralirea Class Tumerok Level 85 XP Luminance Loot Tier Attacks Weaknesses Strength 250 Endurance 300 Coordination 250 Quickness 275 Focus 200 Self 270 Health 330 Stamina 600 Mana 270

Advanced Stats Melee Attack Melee Defense Missile Attack Missile Defense Magic Attack Magic Defense

Trophies

10x File:Icon Horizontal Spacer.png Ebon Spine Harpoon  File:Icon Horizontal Spacer.png Clay Figurine  File:Icon Horizontal Spacer.png Mattekar Hide  File:Icon Horizontal Spacer.png Thick Gromnie Hide 

Experience:  ??
Luminance:  ??
Loot Tier:  ??
Trophies:
10x File:Icon Horizontal Spacer.png Ebon Spine Harpoon  File:Icon Horizontal Spacer.png Clay Figurine  File:Icon Horizontal Spacer.png Mattekar Hide  File:Icon Horizontal Spacer.png Thick Gromnie Hide 

Notes

• Aun Ralirea Locations. (Dungeons | Landscape Spawns | Points of Interest)

Data courtesy of Mob Tracker. Zoomable color

maps available with downloadable Viewer.

Dialog

Ralirea grasps the small clay figurine that dangles from his neck, and holds it before the flickering light of the fire.

Ralirea pokes the wood of his fire with a stick, and a swarm of embers ascend like fireflies. The hunter watches them, and sighs. "Ever do they fade," he murmurs.

Ralirea looks away toward the distant sea, and murmurs, "Somewhere..."

Ralirea sings, "The falling leaves glow red and gold,
the colors of faded glory,
the colors of faded dreams.
When I was young and strong and bold,
Ere I was old and hoary,
I knew that glory, so red, so gold - - -
The colors of faded dreams."

Ralirea sings, "In a distant land my love came to me
Her hair in braid and bow;
And long ago over shining sea
My love was lost in a gate's blue glow.
'Where has she gone?' her mother wails.
'Where has she gone?' she asks of me.
The wind asks 'Where?' in the sails
As ever I search over land and sea.
In a distant land my love was lost.
I seek it still, wherever I go,
through snow and gale and storm and frost:
Just a glimpse,
one more glimpse,
of that gate's blue glow."

The mighty Ralirea sags from <character>'s fatal blow. "Ah, Mirakah," he murmurs. "I shall not be able to fill our stores this winter. But I will meet you at the lodge, my love... at last..." So saying, the hunter passes like the wind over sea.