Breathing Rock
Breathing Rock Coordinates: [-392 126 394]
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[Old Hermit] Well hello. Can't say I was expecting another soul up here. Nor were you, I imagine. [Old Hermit] I like that. He leans forward and looks intently at you. {...} [Old Hermit] Hail, adventurer. As the fire warms our bodies, good company warms our spirits. Care to camp out with an old explorer? [Thank you but I can't right now] [With pleasure.] The wizened hermit introduces himself as the Breathing Rock - a veteran adventurer and long-time acquaintance of Marcus and Lady Edmond. You regale each other with tales of your exploits; sharing anecdotes, comparing maps, and swapping jokes into the wee hours of the night [Breathing Rock] and then, on my honor, I saw it peeking juuuuust over the uncanny ridgeline. Blue tunic and trousers, a normal-looking chap in every way, except for these awful, soulless white eyes. [A zombie?] [Breathing Rock] Bah, an undead has the dignity to be properly alive at one point. This was something truly beyond the Veil. There's a certain obscenity to the things you find in the Farlands... [Breathing Rock] How about you? [I've been to the Farlands before as well.] [No, I've never been to the Farlands.] [Breathing Rock] No, I mean what are some of the least-travelled roads you've been down? [Breathing Rock] Where have you walked that few living others have? {...} (Which of your adventures will you share?) [Visiting Ta'Eldim and Ta'Ksaav]
[Entering the Dream of Kaul]
[Navigating the Ephemeral Corridors]
[Walking amongst the Black Willows]
[Traversing ancient Isharist]
[Exploring the abandoned Celsian Forum]
[Wading through the City of Shifting Waters]
[Being escorted to the Ring by the magibotanists]
He's clearly very disappointed that you consider taking a magical ferry service to be an adventure, but is too polite to say it out loud.
[Beholding the Silver Knight's Tomb]
[Tell him about sealing the wool spirits and the enormous golden eye]
[Conclude your stories.] [Breathing Rock] I see. The flames' reflection in his eyes distorts as tears well up in them. [Breathing Rock] Player, you've strode through dream, memory, and time, and passed through Sea, Veil, Void, and Wool to share my fire tonight. [Breathing Rock] Thank you. [For what?] [Breathing Rock] Everything. The company, the stories, the reassurance that the spirit of discovery has not been lost. [You're welcome, Rock.] [Breathing Rock] Please, call me David. My friends do. [Breathing Rock] I'd like to give you my blessing. Let's have a look at that wondrous compass of yours. Let me know when you're ready to turn in for the night. [Breathing Rock] This night has been a greater blessing to me than you know. Are you ready to head to bed? [I'll be up a bit longer] [I am. Good night, David.]
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