Mysteries of Justice - very long, but great read

[EZ_FaldaineBB]

I have composed a list all just about all the npcs in the cells in the Plane of Justice. I was very intrigued by what they might say because you needed to learn and fully master many languages to talk to them. There is a lot of lore, tales, and possibly quests within those cells that I haven't seen anyone post on, so I made a huge list with all the mobs in the three parts of the non trial related Justice Plane. The Top Floor, the "Good" wing (mobs are not Kos), and the Kos Wing.

Note that there are different floors in each wing, so I labled what floor in each wing the mob was found in.

Also: I know a lot of the languages but am still missing a few. I will update as I learn a few more languages.

Not all mobs in the cells of Justice have things to say. If something gives you a "glares at you and does not respond" message when hailed, it has nothing to say, no matter what language you try. If a mob needs another language to be mastered in to be spoken to, it will give you a "does not understand you" message when hailed.

A few of these mobs could very well be questgivers, and yet I see noone here looking into them. Now that some of them have been translated I really think some of these mobs should be looked into for quests. I have marked what I personally thought could be quest related.

Thanks to Lanalini, Meridoc, Dareos, Mooshfu, Shatarae, Badil, Lthorn, Ironsword, Ranthorn (you momo), Aana, Rogglium and others from the Bristlebane Server for helping me learn some of these languages. It's not a one person show. =)

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Top Floor
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Name: Shera Banneth
Found: Top Floor
Race: Barbarian
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Shera Banneth'
Shera Banneth says 'I dun wanna talk to anyone, go away! Dun ask me [why]!'
You say, 'why'
Shera Banneth says 'My you are dense? Well I canna say I dinna expect it from a High Elf. Aren't you afraid you are goinna end up like my [husband]?'
You say, 'what husband'
Shera Banneth says 'My husband was Suili Banneth. He was a foul drunk of the worst sorts, never an 'onest day o' work in his life. Well I found a man worth my time so a lil hemlock in Suili's ale at night an he dinna wake up. I guess his family was upset aboot tha, so they petitioned ta sen' me 'ere.'

Name: Saldyn Thunderfoot
Found: Top Floor
Race: Centaur
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Shaldyn Thunderhoof'
Shaldyn Thunderhoof looks up at you with a curious gleam in his eyes. 'Ahh, a visitor. Is there something you need or are you here for a story?'
You say, 'i am here for a story'
Shaldyn Thunderhoof says 'Well I'll tell you my story then. I was once a master fletcher, my arrows flew straighter and farther than any made before and any that have come since. I was a master of my craft; a bowman with a quiver of my arrows and one of my bows could drop a griffon at 20 paces with a single shot. One day a [ranger] came with a special order, one that I couldn't let pass.'
You say, 'what ranger'
[Shaldyn Thunderhoof says 'His name was Rhionn Leafsblade, I believe he resides here with me as well. He wanted a magical arrow, a single arrow able to pierce even the strongest mithril breastplate. I had done work with Rhionn before, and believed him an honorable man, and the [challenge] was not one that I could pass up.'
You say, 'what challenge'
Shaldyn Thunderhoof smiles. 'The arrow of course. Mundane materials would not have been sufficient to hold the enchantments necessary to get this bow to perform as he requested. I had Rhionn gather the materials I needed, the claw of a black drake, feathers from the Spiroc Lord, and a dracolich bone for the shaft. I had no idea what he would [use it for].
You say, 'what would he use it for'
Shaldyn Thunderhoof says 'He used it for murder. Cold blooded murder. In my trade sect we were held responsible for the actions of our weapons. When the sect council found what my arrow was used for, they sent me before the Tribunal. I was found guilty for assisting in the murder of an innocent, and now I am here.'

Name: Trazin D'Feyl
Found: Top Floor
Race: Dark Elf
Language: Dark Elvish
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Trazin D`Feyl'
Trazin D`Feyl says,in Dark Elvish, 'Hail, Faldaine. These are momentous times. You stand before a [martyr]!'
You say, 'what martyr'
Trazin D`Feyl says,in Dark Elvish, 'I shall give myself for the glory of the Dark Prince! In my death, he shall take me in his arms and welcome me as one of his faithful, one of his true faithful! Unlike the blasphemous fools that would send me here, to an eternity of waiting! In his name was the [pact] so forged!'
You say, 'what pact'
Trazin D`Feyl says,in Dark Elvish, 'So it is.' He grins. 'The gates of the far temple, did I oversee. In distant Kiera'loal, and to the [General] did I pledge allegiance, in the name of the Dark Prince!' His eyes roll, and you wonder how long he has been insane. 'Allegiance!'
You say, 'what general'
Trazin D`Feyl says,in Dark Elvish, 'Walker of worlds, is he. Burner of the Gods themselves, victor in battles uncounted, spreading the work of my Dark Regent without even knowing it! Vhan`Geltah has seen more than I can ever dream, and by his side, I would have seen yet more! More! In my death, I shall be redeemed, for my Lord knows the truth of my soul, and it is with him that my true Judgement shall stand.'

Name: Royal Guardian Finro
Found: Top Floor
Race: High Elf
Language:
Suspected Language: Elder Elvish
Notes: This npc does not respond to Elvish.

Name: Moobik
Found: Top Floor
Race: Ogre
Language: Ogre
Notes: This guy has the mentality of a lot of people in uber guilds. =P
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Moobik'
Moobik says,in Ogre, 'Vengeance!' He bellows and looks about as if he has misplaced his weapon. 'The Avatar of my God fell to my axe, and you shall be next! There are no Gods, only victors in battle!'

Name: Rhionn Leafsblade
Found: Top Floor
Race: Half Elf
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Rhionn Leafsblade'
Rhionn Leafsblade raises his head from his hands, it appears he was weeping. 'Murderer! I am a [murderer].'
You say, 'what murderer'
Rhionn Leafsblade sighs heavily, wiping his face with his sleeve. 'I am a ranger as I am sure you could have guessed. I spent my entire life serving Karana, I was a loyal husband, I loved my [wife] with all of my heart.'
You say, 'what wife'
Rhionn Leafsblade says 'My wife was beautiful, a wonder to behold. A friend came to me one day to tell me that my wife was killed by a band of ruffians. I was heartbroken and blind from rage. The bandit leader, I was told, was a man by the name of Filland Rallis. I knew [Filland], he was once a noble paladin, but he fell from his God's graces.'
You say, 'who is Filland'
Rhionn Leafsblade says 'Filland never lost his honor, I'm not sure what action he performed to fall, but he had never committed an ignoble act. I was shocked that he would take to murder; all of his crimes were stealing from those who had excess, and giving to those that were needy. He was a [hero] to many of us.'
You say, 'what hero'
Rhionn Leafsblade says 'Yes, I have heard bards even still sing of his laurels. He was renowned for his skill with a blade, and his mithril armor was legendary, and heirloom of his family name. Without investigation or research I assumed that the rumors of my wife's death were accurate and I set to [slay her killer].'
You say, 'slay her killer'
Rhionn Leafsblade says 'It was to be no easy task. I was no match for him in close quarters, there were few that were when he held a sword in his hands. I knew that he would be no match for my bowmanship. So I went to a friend, a [centaur] I had done much business with, and had him make a magical arrow, one capable of piercing Filland's armor.'
You say, 'what centaur'
Rhionn Leafsblade says 'Shaldyn Thunderhoof, the greatest fletcher Norrath has ever known. He sent me far and wide to collect components for the arrow. When I returned he assembled it for me. I never let him know what the arrow was to be used for, I felt better not to burden him with my sorrows. Then I set out to [kill Filland]'
You say, 'kill Filland?'
Rhionn Leafsblade says 'I went to his hideout, he was out when I arrived. I awaited his arrival on the roof of his home. When he returned with his caravan I let my arrow fly, as soon as I saw the gleam from his armor. It flew true, as all of Shaldyn's arrows did, and struck Filland in the heart. He was dead before he hit the ground. Moments after his death I saw my wife emerge from his wagon, he was returning from [her rescue].'
You say, 'her rescue?'
Rhionn Leafsblade begins weeping again, 'Aye, she was kidnapped by true bandits and I killed her savior. I deserve to be here, this is the fate I made for myself.'

Name: Klaren Dunn
Found: Top Floor
Race: Dwarf
Language: Dwarvish
Notes: POSSIBLE QUEST GIVER
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Klaren Dunn'
Klaren Dunn says,in Dwarvish, 'Allfather's blessings to you, Faldaine. You dress mighty odd for a High Elf, I must say.' She regards you with great interest. 'A prayer to Surrilis himself for your health. You look as if you're right bursting at the seams to talk, so you are. Have you brought word from one of my friends?'

Name: Zenoux
Found: Top Floor
Race: Drake
Language: Elder Dragon
Notes: PROBABLE QUEST GIVER - READ READ READ
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Zenoux'
Zenoux says,in Elder Dragon, 'Mortal. . .' He flaps his wings and a talon taps against the floor, making a sharp noise in the silence. 'Mortal. . . time is short. If you can understand me, perhaps you can help me. I need my grimoire, my tome, the source of my power. With help from the [distant ones], I can make my escape.'
You say, 'what distant ones'
Zenoux says,in Elder Dragon, 'My learning is one of the eldest. . . perhaps. . . in all existence. From the depths of Limbo can I convene with them. . . they, the distant ones. My bidding can they fulfill, for short times. I need my grimoire! My grimoire, hear me, High Elf! Fetch it and I can reward you with riches beyond your wildest reckoning! Hurry!'

Name: Alkus McNeeson
Found: Top Floor
Race: Barbarian
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Alkus McNeeson'
Alkus McNeeson produces a dagger from the folds of his clothing and scowls at you. 'Who are you? What are you doing here? Did [they] send you?'
You say, 'who is they'
Alkus McNeeson says 'Don't play dumb! I knew that they would send killers, perhaps this means my [punishment] has ended. Perhaps now I can know death?'
You say, 'what punishment'
Alkus McNeeson judges you warily. 'Hmm, you don't look much like one of their [killers].
You say, 'what killers'
Alkus McNeeson says 'I won't say their name. I was one of them, and I am still honor bound to secrecy. Just know that on Norrath there are good reasons to fear the [shadows].'
You say, 'what shadows'
Alkus McNeeson says 'I was one of them, born and bred to be an assassin. It was my life. In our circle, failure is death, but [what I did] was worse than failure so I wasn't granted the release of the Eternal Slumber.'
You say, 'what did you do'
Alkus McNeeson says 'I betrayed the sect. I protected, still [protect], my love. She failed an assignment, and in the infinite wisdom of the council they sent me to exact our justice on her. It was to be my final test, failure would mean death, as it does always, success would mean ascension to the council. I knew that were I simply to fail, it would only be a matter of time before one of my brethren would be successful, then not only would my death be in vain, but I would see my love too soon in the afterworld.'
You say, 'what protect'
Alkus McNeeson says 'I hid her from the sect. They were infuriated with my betrayal, and they needed to make an example of me. Instead of killing me, they sent me to the wracks, there I learned the true meaning of pain, they offered me a swift death for the [location] of my love, but I would not break, I could not break.'
You say, 'what location'
Alkus McNeeson says 'They never found her, she died of natural causes many years later. The whole time I kept her secret, kept her hidden. When word of her death reached the council they knew they failed, and they decided death was too kind for me, so they sent me here for an eternity. . . Never to die, never to meet my love in the beyond. I have been here longer than I can remember, and will be here longer than I can perceive. My only hope is that one day they will see fit to grant me death, to free me from this prison.'

Name: Norlta Zamish
Found: Top Floor
Race: Gnome
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Norlta Zamish'
Norlta Zamish says 'Hmm, is someone there? I've been [wrongfully imprisoned]
I'm waiting for appeal, but its been a long time. Where, in the name of Brell, is my appeal?'
You say, 'wrongfully imprisoned?'
Norlta Zamish says 'They have me here for a little [white lie], how can that be justice? What is this, the Plane of Injustice? The Plane of Unfarity?'
You say, 'what white lie'
[ Norlta Zamish blushes. 'Well maybe a little more than a little white lie, but I still don't deserve to be here with murderers and crazy people, and the like. You look like a fair person, why don't you tell me if you think I should be here, want to [know what happened]?'
You say, 'know what happened'
Norlta Zamish says 'I was an apprentice for Varkon Theardor in Ak'Anon, and he sent me to scout the minotaur caves, to make sure the hero wasn't out and about. Well I made it out to Steamfont, and it was one of the most beautiful days I'd ever seen, halfway to the caves I set down to watch some clouds go by. Next thing I know it was hours later, I didn't rightly have time to make it to the caves and back, so I went to [Varkon] and told him the hero wasn't around.'
You say, 'what varkon
Norlta Zamish says 'Well little did I know, Varkon was planning a trip to the caves, I guess I should have figured it, but I just wasn't thinking. Hours passed, until finally word came that the minotaur hero had squished poor Varkon. When news reached Larkon, Varkon's brother, that I was responsible for Varkon's death he asked that I be set before the Tribunal.'

Name: Sralm Noramir
Found: Top Floor
Race: Iksar
Language: Common
Notes: VERY PROBABLE TO BE INVOLVED WITH A QUEST
Log:

You say, 'Hail, Sralm Noramir'
Sralm Noramir pounces at you, grabbing you by your throat. 'What are you doing here? Who sent you?'
You say, 'he sent me'
Sralm Noramir says 'Hmm, that name is not familiar to me. You must be in the wrong place, be gone before I wear your hide to keep myself warm.'

Name: Wurgoz
Found: Top Floor
Race: Froglok
Language: Common
Notes: VERY POSSIBLE QUEST GIVER
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Wurgoz'
Wurgoz tilts his head and gives a slight twitch of his eyes in quick observation of Faldaine, 'You are free. . . you are not a prisoner of this place. Interesting. Perhaps. . . perhaps you would care to listen to my tale? Maybe. . . maybe you can give me some relief from this suffering and ease my conscience if only for a moment.'
You say, 'what tale'
Wurgoz makes a quick, short motion with his webbed hands in excitement, 'Very good! Very good! Oops. . . Shhh. . . We should discuss this quietly. The prisoners are not supposed to speak, you see. We are here to be punished and I would not wish to jeopardize your own freedom after you've so graciously accepted my offer. Now, let me tell you that little tale -- short and sweet it is, though dark and terrible in truth.'
You say, 'what truth'
Wurgoz says 'I have been a prisoner of this place for many a year, many a year. I committed a terrible crime many years ago against my own people an. . . Innocent people. I regret my actions, I regret them dearly but there is nothing I can do to make right out of my ancient crimes from here. That is why I need you -- to help me, for the sake of my own conscience. Are you still willing to aid me? Will you still venture into the depths of a dark past to oblige a stranger's -- a criminals' plight through mere lending of your ear?''
You say, 'i am willing to aid you'
Wurgoz says 'Very good! Very good! You are kind, indeed. In ancient times when the Elddar forest stood high in all of its lush, emerald beauty across the most of eastern Tunaria, my people came to the swampland known as Innothule. There, we found the trolls -- the vile, horrible, maniacal creations of The Faceless who ruled that land. We wanted only peace and to inhabit a piece of that fertile swampland without confronting the trolls directly. However, they did not feel the same as we. The trolls began to capture and use our people as slaves or consume them as food! We were horrified and took immediate action against them.''
You say, 'what action'
Wurgoz says 'The frogloks came together in massive force and struck at the heart of the troll civilization to dominate the swampland. We prepared an invasion of their city that dwelled deep beneath the soggy earth of the swamp. The battle seemed to sway to the trolls' favor. I, a shaman general and advisor to our leaders, felt the pain of our people as we fell by the hundreds to troll armies. I could not stand to see our people suffer so, for we had come seeking peace. War -- all war -- hurts us most deeply within. I pleaded with our leaders to find another swampland; to leave this place to the trolls who rightfully had claimed the land before us. Their ears were deaf to me, for they saw a great evil in these lands. It had gone beyond a desire for a new homeland for our people. It had become a crusade.''
You say, 'what crusade'
Wurgoz says 'Our elders sought to purge the swamplands of the trolls. We knew they were vile and truly evil in every recess of their beings, but still I could not stand by and watch a war engage. We were creatures of peace who sought only the betterment of our own people. War was not our way. A troll shaman by the name of Gkerzha approached me one eve whilst I was alone, scouting the swampland. He claimed to approach in peace and we spoke -- for the first time, troll and froglok spoke. Gkerzha claimed he wanted the same as I -- for the frogloks to leave the swampland and let the trolls alone. He seemed sincere and regretful for the loss and turmoil that infected his people as it did my own. We parted ways shortly thereafter, but he claimed he wished to make a bargain with me that would end the war peacefully.''
You say, 'what bargain'
Wurgoz says 'Gkerzha and I met several times to discuss plans to bring peace to both races, for frogloks to move to another region of the swamp and for trolls to return to their lives before froglok presence. I was foolish enough to trust him, but he was cunning and knew how to invoke my sense of sorrow and yearning for peace. He brought to me three frogloks who had been taken prisoner and were used as slaves. They were in bad health, but Gkerzha said he did not wish to place his magic on them. Frogloks superstitious and we feared troll magic on us. His gesture was clever. I healed the slaves and returned them to our camp, where they recovered. I met Gkerzha again the next eve and he brought two more slaves and an ancient trollic dagger.''
You say, 'what dagger'
Wurgoz says 'Gkerzha said dagger was ancient trollic weapon of legend -- belonging to the troll hero, Tjarduugh, who saved swampland from invasion by humans centuries earlier. He placed the dagger on the ground after he released slaves into my care. He said the dagger was trollic notion of peace. He said the dagger had killed many frogloks in ceremonies and made them the undead that accompanied their forces. He said that my taking of the dagger would assure that no more frogloks would be cursed to walk as the undead servants of the trolls. This was his way of showing a desire for peace. He left quickly without further explanation, the dagger still on the ground. I picked up the dagger with a cloth and put it safe in my pack. I then returned to camp with the three froglok slaves. Later that eve, the folly of my naive trust in the trolls would be revealed in a gruesome tragedy.''
You say, 'what tragedy'
Wurgoz says 'The froglok camp in the south end of swamp was safe from trolls for a long time. That is where I took the slaves to recover. I stayed there and had council with the arch magi and high shaman. I wanted to show them the dagger, but as soon as it touched my skin, something changed in me. I brought the dagger to the arch magi and high shaman, and before they could act, I killed them with the dagger -- the 'gift of peace' Gkerzha had given to me. I remember going out into the camp and killing more frogloks there. I had murdered almost all of them before I was subdued and the dagger rent from me. I felt, as soon as the dagger left my hand, regret for what I had consciously done. I was taken prisoner before the council of generals and our leader. As the hearing was held, news of a greater and unforeseen devastation resulting in my foolishly placed trust reached us.''
You say, 'what news'
Wurgoz says 'All that I had killed, including the arch magi and high shaman, had arisen as undead and were being commanded by a troll shaman. I immediately knew it to be Gkerzha. The scout said they were heading to the very camp where I was currently held. I pleaded with the council to destroy the dagger, or take it far, far away for it will cause them more suffering if they did not. They did not listen to me. I was caged and thrown into the deepest pool of the swamp, where I would either meet my fate or wait for the trial to continue. Days passed before the council returned and retrieved me from my swampy prison. They said that Gkerzha committed suicide -- invoking the dark power of Innoruuk to destroy hundreds of froglok legions. It was my fault that so many died, they said, and my judgment was beyond their abilities. I was sacrificed and my spirit sent to this place, where I would stand trial before The Tribunal. My fate is more than the elders realized it would be.''
You say, 'what fate'
Wurgoz says 'Forever I am condemned to be a prisoner -- I do not protest that judgment either. But I must forever live with my guilt and know that what I have done will never be avenged. Gkerzha's spirit still wanders Norrath. I can feel it at times, taunting me when the barrier separating this plane from Norrath is weakest -- when a new criminal is brought here to be tried. I am so mournful. . . I regret so much. I deserve my punishment, but the wrongs I committed must be avenged.'
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Good Wing
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Name: High Shaman Dannel
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Barbarian
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, High Shaman Dannal'
High Shaman Dannal narrows his eyes in a hardened stare. You see something in his face that you had formerly believed to be vanquished from this place -- life and spirit. His eyes are bright and vibrant in their emotion of disdain and his face is hard and steely. As he speaks, you find yourself somewhat taken back with surprise at his strength and undefeated spirit, 'This is the realm of my deity; the realm that I served. Look at me, Faldaine! I am a priest of the Tribunal! For you to think upon me as a criminal is to think justly, for I would not be here had my convictions been of another accord. My pride in this place -- my life, despite the eternity I have already endured, is preserved for I know that even in the end, my faith was pure and my actions show that I am indeed the strongest spirit to ever serve The Tribunal. I committed a crime, and I condemned myself to this place with my own hand, through the powers granted to me by my faith did I sacrifice my own self to this fate. Now move along.'

Name: Jhyric Kan Voth
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Vah Shir
Language:
Language Suspected: Vah Shir

Name: Librarian Rushal
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Iksar Ghost
Language: Lizardman
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Librarian Rushal'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'A High Elf, what a pleasant ssssurprise. Here, of all placesss. I wonder of which crime you are accusssed to bring you here, to the plane that watches all [planes]?'
You say, 'what planes'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'In thisss regard, you are talking to the expert, should such a thing exist. I have been lauded as the authority on such mattersss. I am not a walker of the planes, merely a ssstudent of them, but there is much one can learn should accessss to the relevant [resources] become posssible.'
You say, 'what resources'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'Long yearsss did I ssserve. My cruel massster, Ral'Zehta the Knowing, kept me as a slave. Dark, was Chelsith. From within its walls, the cries of my kind rang throughout night and throughout day. I consider myssself lucky, for my massster was the Proctor of the Great Library. Such a collection of knowledge hasss never been heard of, I assure you. Hall upon hall upon hall of collected ssscrolls, tomes, grimoires, and works of the cabalist arts. I was one of his prized ssslaves, such as my race were to the Green-Scaled Ones. Mine was a special [talent].'
You say, 'what talent'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'My kind are not known for their natural erudition, but I was blesssed by The Fearsome Himssself with the ability to learn, and learn quickly. I sssoon learned the tongue of the Green-Scaled Ones, and many more besides from other ssslaves taken captive in the many conquessssts of the Green-Scales. This came to my massster's attention, and it pleased him. Pleased him as a particularly intelligent pet would please someone, I believe. He put me to [work].'
You say, 'what work'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'As hisss prized ssslave, I was given the task of filing, cataloguing and sorting in the immense and endlessss halls, galleries and corridors of the Great Library, asssisting my master in his daily dutiesss. I slept in the library at nights, but my nourishment was the [knowledge] contained therein.'
You say, 'what knowledge'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'The Green-Scales were travelers, and plunderersss. They bargained with the gods themselvesss, made pacts and broke them. The treasures that they amassed, the things that no mortal of our plane was meant to ssssee. . . they coveted, and fought for, and hoarded. The knowledge that they gained. . . that was the real treasure, but they valued it little compared to shining and glittering booty that they could lay their foul hands upon. Much of that knowledge made itsss way into the Great Library. Much of that was learned by me. I fed my [passion].'
You say, 'what passion'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'The knowledge of the planesss, of course. Those dimensions that run aligned with our own, and touch it, and each other, from place to place. Like skinsss on an onion, an onion that one could peel forever and ever. I can tell you about [this place], should you care to hear it.'
You say, 'this place'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'According to the booksss that I had accesss to, this place is the embodiment of order within the universe. Ever sssince the first mote of ordering of existence, springing out of the chaosss, so too did the Plane of Jussstice exist, to serve and judge the ordering. It issss said in the Great Books that it shall remain until the end of Order itssself, until everything once again is anarchy. Until then, there are the [Judges].'
You say, 'what judges'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'The six Judges rule thisss place, six and one more it is written. Those accusssed of the mossst serious of crimesss are banished to this realm, their Court, for Trial by the Judges of all Judgesss, the Tribunal. It isss written that their jussstice is impartial, and absssolute. The innocent are returned to their place of origin, and their guilty meet the Executioner. The judges deliver the fairessst [Justice] of them all.'
You say, 'what justice'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'The Great Bookssss were vague on thisss point, but it seemed that each of the accusssed, in order for justice to be total, is here judged according to the lawsss of their own sssociety. From the handsss of their own flesh and blood come the lawsss, and it is to these that they are held accountable. Jussstice for me may be very different to justice for you, Faldaine, but we are both served fairly. As for my [crime], I am guilty already and confesssed.'
You say, 'what crime'
Librarian Rushal says,in Lizardman, 'I am a traitor. When the planning for revolution came, inssstead of pledging my arms to those that would overthrow the Green-Scalesss, I could not leave my massster. More, I could not turn from the Great Library because, for me, it was the reason for living itssself. Were I to live ten thousand livesss, I could never read every book held within itsss endlesss walls. Sssso, the flesh of my brothersss I denied in exchange for my thirssst for pure knowledge. Ssssometimes, one must stand for one's beliefs, and I have remained true to myssself, if not to my fellowsss. The law may find me guilty, but my heart issss innocent, Faldaine; mark you well. When The Green came, by brethren sent me here, and here I wait.'

Name: Gubkuk
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Troll
Language: Troll
Notes: VERY POSSIBLE QUEST GIVER
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Gubkuk
Gubkuk says,in Troll, 'You bite-size, me should lick lips and get hungry. But me not. Me want good food, me want some of dem roots that me found just outside home. What good is home if you not allowed to eat the roots? No one told me what dey was for. Me only wanted tasty bite. . . Nalikor so angry. . .'

Name: Lasiya
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Dark Elf
Language:
Language Suspected: Elder Tier'Dal
Notes: This npc will not respond to Dark Elvish

Name: Kimry Joome
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Gnome
Language:
Language Suspected: Gnome

Name: Evia N'Cizai
Foun: Good Wing Top
Race: Erudite
Language:
Language Suspected: Erudian

Name: Zaldyr Moralin
Found: Good Wing Middle
Race: Dark Elf
Language:
Language Suspected: Elder Tier'Dal
Notes: This mob will not respond to Dark Elvish.

Name: Al'Corisalm
Found: Good Wing Middle
Race: Unknown
Language:
Language suspected: Old Erudian

Name: Archpriest Del'Maque
Found: Good Wing Middle
Race: Dark Elf
Language:
Language Suspected: Elder Tier'Dal
Notes: This mob will not respond to Dark Elvish.

Name: Trissha Pettals
Found: Good Wing Middle
Race: Halfling
Language:
Language Suspected: Halfling

Name: Tanasin
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Gnome
Language:
Language Suspected: Gnomish

Name: Drazl
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Froglok
Language: Froglok
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Drazl'
Drazl says,in Froglok, 'Well ventured, Faldaine. You seem afraid. . . I assure you, there is no need. Drazl may have been bad once, but no more. No more badness. You seem far too nice, far too nice by far. Drazl wouldn't harm a fly. Not a hair on your dainty head. Not any more. [Those days] have long gone.'
You say, 'those days'
Drazl says,in Froglok, 'The fools that follow the King so blindly. . . they will soon see! Though I may be captive, here, my work shall go on! My peers are working even now on raising our army. . . raising our army from the grave! So comfortably, he sits, the King. So comfortably, his [revolution] but a memory. Soon, he shall be less smug, it is my guarantee.'
You say, 'what revolution'
Drazl says,in Froglok, 'His has not always been in a position of power, but when the revolutions come the mob will blindly follow any fool. Fool, I say! None more foolish than King Dergzl. His power seized when the masses overthrew their masters. . . he shall soon know the feeling. When the [wheels] that I have set in motion finish their turning, he shall know!'
You say, 'what wheels'
Drazl says,in Froglok, 'There are those amongst his. . . subjects - gah, how I hate that word! - who cannot stand his suffocating and absolute rule. We brave few, we brave and daring few. . . we seem so small in numbers, but we have the biggest [resource] of all from which to draw our armies.'
You say, 'what resource'
Drazl says,in Froglok, 'Why, the grave itself! My colleagues have made certain pacts and bargains. I wish only that I could see it with my own eyes. Such is my real punishment, that I cannot see the imminent downfall of Dergzl when the armies formed of his revived ancestors come to slay him and throw him from his throne. Instead. . . instead, here I rot. Not bad any more. Not bad at all, am I. Merely disappointed that when the forces of undeath come, I shall not be there to lead them. Lead them to a new Guk, a free Guk!'

Name: Welas Holander
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Erudite Ghost
Language:
Language Suspected: old Erudian

Name: Grum
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Ogre
Language: Ogre
Notes: Very funny little story.
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Grum'
Grum says,in Ogre, 'Huh?' He lifts his head and looks at you with a blank expression. 'Whoz you? Mez not expectin visitors. Mez in [trouble].'
You say, 'what trouble'
Grum says,in Ogre, 'Ya, trouble big. Real big dis time. Stupid Grum, wez been told to guard some little shorty by da big man in da black robe. Grum had to watch her during da night while the others went to make sure dat the humeyz been scared off. But da shorty, she wuz so perdee. So perdee. . . When da otherz come back, dey found Grum. Grum all alone with a flower behind his ear and big smilin all over. Mez alwayz been stupid for da perdee ones.' He looks down at something that he holds in his lap, and you notice it is a small, wilting daisy.'

Name: Master Vhezar
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Iksar
Language: Lizardman
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Master Vhezar'
Master Vhezar says,in Lizardman, 'Hail.' He holds your gaze. 'Peace be with you, Faldaine. You appear unrestful, this is good. Unrest makes one attentive. Focused. Alert. You will need the sum total of your wits at your command if you are to not fall to the [forces] at work in this place of imprisonment.'
You say, 'what forces'
Master Vhezar says,in Lizardman, 'There are many. The representatives of True Justice hold sway here, and the task of dispensing judgements falls upon them. I have heard that the Warden. . . ' He looks out to see if he is being overheard. 'I have heard that the Warden has his own thoughts on justice, however. Then, there are we [prisoners].'
You say, 'what prisoners'
Master Vhezar says,in Lizardman, 'From those with whom I have talked, it seems that we have little in common save that we have all been accused of the most serious of crimes. The definition of serious seems to vary according to the background of the prisoner, though. I overheard a conversation of a dwarf claiming that she was sent here for overcharging on goods that she sold, for example.' He shakes his head and looks resigned to a long fate. I have [faith].'
You say, 'what faith'
Master Vhezar says,in Lizardman, 'As a Grandmaster, my life is one of pure worship. In the worship of the Great Fearsome, so I go about my days. My faith shall not let me down, of this I have no doubt. Even in the face of great accusation, I shall remain true to the one, real god.' He adjusts his wristband and glances at you from the corner of one eye. 'That god is Cazic-Thule, mark you, High Elf.'

Name: Nemli
Found: Good Wing Top
Name: Dwarf
Language: Dwarvish
Notes: POSSIBLE QUEST GIVER
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Nemli'
Nemli says,in Dwarvish, 'Hail!' He jumps up and extends you his hand. 'Well met, Faldaine! It's been a while since I saw a friendly face, here in all this gloom, I have to tell ye.' His feet nearly leave the floor in his excitement. 'Do ye bring word from [Nammy]?'
You say, 'who is nammy'
Nemli says,in Dwarvish, 'Aye!' He nods enthusiastically. 'Aye, Nammy! Me own dear brother, so he is. Have ye heard from him? I've not heard from him since the [job].''
You say, 'what job'
Nemli says,in Dwarvish, 'What a job it was, for two enterprising young men of opportunity like ourselves. Why, King Butcherblock's chamberlain himself brought us before him, so he did. Dressed us all up plush-like, and told us about a wealthy elf who'd stolen something o' the King's. He wanted us to find it. . . what a lark! Well, who's we to refuse the kind of [offer] he made, eh?'
You say, 'what offer'
Nemli says,in Dwarvish, 'Aye! He said that this elf had been stealing from the King for a long time, Brell only knows how he managed it. He said that we could take whatever we wanted from the elf's mansion as payment, but that the book that he was all riled up about.. the [book] he wanted back safe and sound in the palace, so he did.'
You say, 'what book'
Nemli says,in Dwarvish, 'That he didn't tell us. I heard rumor that it was something like his family history, or his family tree, or something thereabouts. Who cares, that's what Nammy and I said! A job's a job, right? So's following the directions, we snuck out to this mansion. All alone it was, standing there in the forest. Being good at our craft, the locks didn't prove any obstacle, and we were in!' He shudders. 'Then the lights came on. We'd been [caught].''
You say, 'what caught'
Nemli says,in Dwarvish, 'Aye, like rats in a trap, so's to speak.' He thumps his thigh with his fist. 'They seemed to be expecting us, like. The weirdest thing of all, was that nothing in the house looked elvish at all. All of it good, honest dwarven stuff. All dressed up rich and gaudy, a Stout I'd never seen walking in Kaladim told us that he was the mansion's owner. What a lark! I'm not sure what's going on, to tell ye truth, but it sounds as if we've got mixed up in the [games] of the nobles.'
You say, 'what games'
Nemli says,in Dwarvish, 'Games they are, too. Little folk like me have no wot of what's going on, ye know. I don't know if the chamberlain knew who owned the house, or if we got the wrong one maybe. . . we followed the directions to the letter, though. Nammy managed to escape through a window while the guards took me into chains. He said he'd be back and rescue me when he could! Come on, Nammy - I need ye now!'

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KOS Wing
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Notes: Note, since this wing has some rooms with two of the same kind of npcs in the same room speaking the same language I just combined them.

Name: Zayenaekk and Iyanlinaoukh
Found: Kos Wing Top
Race: Sphynx
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Zayenaekk'
Zayenaekk flaps her wings and raises her chin high and proud as she gazes down upon Faldaine, 'You stand before Zayenaekk -- servant of Murdunk and prisoner now of the Tribunal. There is nothing more to this being than the formerly stated. Move along, mortal. This is not a realm for the free to wander.'

You say, 'Hail, Iyalinaoukh'
Iyalinaoukh tilts her head and glares down upon you with sapphire, feline eyes. The sphinx flaps her wings and rears her head in a gesture of amusement, 'A mortal before Iyalinaoukh? Truly, how ironic this is, but yet it is without just end. Move along, mortal. This place of Norrath's creatures is not one that takes kindly to the presence of the free. Even in this place, our crimes are beyond your understanding and your ears unworthy of the voices that would tell their tales.'

Name: Mublok and Yalaki
Found: Kos Top Floor
Race: Ratman
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Mublok'
Mublok curls his lips up, revealing the row of sharp, vermin teeth, 'Begone from here!' The rat hisses in an almost screeching tone, 'You debase us with your presence -- even in this place. We are beyond your judgment and understanding. We are creatures whom the gods themselves may only pass judgment upon and in that, we are superior to you. Move along! Move along!'

You say, 'Hail, Yalaki'
Yalaki twitches its nose, sniffing the air about you. The ratman then gives a hissing sound of disdain and shakes its head rapidly as if to ward off an offensive presentation, 'Go away! I have nothing to share with you -- time or tale. We have no love for you or your kind. Go on, now. Go on! Return to the north where your kind dwell in their pitiful misery and regret.'

Name: Dremekal
Found: Kos Wing Top
Race: Minotaur
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Dremekal'
Dremekal snorts and glares down upon you, his human-like eyes blazing with contempt, 'How dare you approach and speak with us! Do you think that in this place, our bias toward you has fallen? Do you believe that we are creatures whose convictions have changed to allow recognition, let alone camaraderie to your kind? We are not as desperate and easy to break as the children of the gods that have been confined to this place. Our tales are for the judgment of the Tribunal and them alone! Begone from this place! Seek out your own kind who dwell to the north! They may have the tales of woe and tragedy that your kind disgustingly amuse yourselves with.'

Name: Ra'Silyes and Trader Sha'Deno
Found: Kos Wing Top
Race: Sarnak
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Ra`Silyas'
Ra`Silyas gives a cold, callous glare to Faldaine, 'What business do you believe befits you in this place, Faldaine? Your presence is not welcome among us. You are a creature who is free and you walk willingly among the eternal prisoners of justice. How quaint, indeed. Move along for in the north where your kin reside. Perhaps they may be more informative and receptive to your presence than we.'

You say, 'Hail, Trader Sha`Deno'
Trader Sha`Deno tilts his head, his eyes lighting with a sense of curiosity and amusement, 'Greetings, free one. You wander the cells of eternal prisoners. . . How intriguing. Perhaps you have a fascination for the degenerate and hopeless? Or perhaps you wish to teach yourself of what paths that will grant you avoidance of this place in your own hereafter, hrm? Aaaah. . . So many questions, but yet you truly do not hold any of the answers. I. . . I am a criminal like no other in this place, and still my tale is not for you to know. Continue your search, but if I may direct you to the northern quarter where your own people reside, I’m certain you will find more of the answers that you seek.'

Name: Maen Kul'Daar
Found: Kos Wing Middle
Race: Goblin
Language:
Language Suspected: Goblin

Name: Kareyn the Dreadgazer
Found: Kos Wing Bottom
Race: Evil Eye
Language: Common
Notes: POSSIBLE QUEST GIVER
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Karzyn the Dreadgazer'
Faldaine. Come closer, closer. Ever closer. Look at me, let me gaze upon you, upon you. Many things I see, I see, many things. I have [seen] much since coming here.
You say, 'seen what'
This place is supposed to be the true Justice, the embodiment of Order itself. Yet, there are [forces] working within this place, forces not working in accord with the Judges.
You say, 'what forces'
I have seen much, seen much. Jacosh is the Warden here. It is his task to carry out the work that the Judges pronounce it is. Pronounce they, impartial they, judging each to his own, they. Each to his own. Jacosh is [different].
You say, 'different how?'
He is not impartial, he is but mortal, mortal. Some judgements of the High Judges, though impartial and fair for the kin of the accused, seem less fair to the mortal eyes of [Jacosh].
You say, 'who is Jacosh?'
He is short-sighted, short-sighted. He makes his own [judgements].
You say, 'what judgements'
His own judgements, and often they do not agree with the Judges. Sometimes it seems to him that a prisoner is judged too harshly. These he sometimes helps escape, escape. Not the [others].
You say, 'what others'
Sometimes it seems to him that a prisoner is judged too lightly. With these, the prison walls ring with their screams as torture is performed. So far, he is undetected by the Judges. I see much. I see. . . so much, so much. . .

Name: Xin Rentheis Ishan
Found: Kos Wing Bottom
Race: Akhevan
Language:
Language Suspected: Akhevan

Name: Numeinastel
Found: Kos Wing Bottom
Race: Unknown
Language:
Language Suspected: Barbarian

Name: Councilor Vaylaz
Found: Kos Wing Bottom
Race: Undead Froglok
Language: Froglok
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Councilor Vaylaz'
Councilor Vaylaz says,in Froglok, 'Frroooaaakkk!' He jumps up upon his hind legs and stares at you with empty sockets. 'Frooooaaakkk! Risen are we! [Risen]!'
You say, 'who has risen'
Councilor Vaylaz says,in Froglok, 'That fool Drazl has opened the Gate and now we return from our graves, we the fallen! Slain in battle for a war that we did not wish for! Revenge is ours! Now that the Gate is open, more and more of we restless ancients return to settle our score with the King! Even Lord Gryzle returns, it is said! Against the living kin we fight! End up here we may, but for revenge I would give infinitely more!' His decaying voice cackles with glee. 'Frrroooaaakkk!'

Name: Georr Kul'Daar
Found: Kos Wing Middle
Race: Goblin
Language:
Language Suspected: Goblin

Name: Zemlan Blackfang
Found: Kos Wing Middle
Race: Gnoll
Language:
Language Suspected: Gnoll

Name: Advisor Vyanz
Found: Kos Wing Middle
Race: Evil Eye
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Advisor Vyenz'
The dark touches you, touches you. Your soul, touched by Dark Clouds, Faldaine. Dark Clouds. The Master will have you yet, yet will you be had. Open your eyes, Faldaine. Open your eyes and look deep into my gaze. Repeat after me, after me. . . "Advisor, my will is thine"
You say, 'advisor, my will is thine'
Good. . . good, %#1474. Deep into my gaze, deeper you fall. Falling, falling. . . letting yourself fall, and fall, and fall. I will speak now, and you will hear me, Faldaine. Hear me and repeat. Repeat, and gaze into me.. always gaze.. "I hear you master"
You say, 'i hear you master'
I obey you master
You say, 'i obey you master'
I shall draw my weapon
You say, 'i shall draw my weapon'
I shall open the door
You say, 'i shall open the door'
I shall call the guard
You say, 'i shall call the guard'
I shall strike the guard with my weapon
[ You say, 'i shall strike the guard with my weapon'
I shall draw the guard away
You say, 'i shall draw the guard away'
You say, 'i shall die for your escape - hey whats another death anyway'
Remember my words, %#1474. Remember. You will awaken soon, when I blink. When I blink, you shall awaken and follow my commands, they are the commands which your life's duty will fulfill. You will fulfill. Now, %#1474. . . AWAKEN!
You say, 'well ill do that but my 1/25 weapon wont kill much, it takes me 2 minutes to kill 'a black wolf' in a newbie zone with it '

Name: Brugga
Found: Kos Wing Middle
Race: Orc
Language:
Language Suspected: Orcish

Name: Komazz
Found: Kos Wing Middle
Race: Drake
Language:
Language Suspected: Dragon
Notes: This mob will not respond to Elder Dragon.

Name: Quillon and Guardian Ionew
Found: Kos Wing Top
Race: Gargoyle
Language: Common
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Quillon'
Quillon remains stiff and lifeless in its posture. The gargoyle creature's eyes suddenly catch you off-guard as they open to look upon you. Hate and spite is draped over you by the crimson orbs of the gargoyle's gaze. Without a word or sound, the creature returns to its lifeless stance, ignoring your presence further.

You say, 'Hail, Guardian Ionew'
Guardian Ionew does not seem to budge or take notice of your presence. The gargoyle remains still and absolute in its poise, ignoring your presence and voice entirely. You notice the shackles bound to its limbs, binding them together by a two-foot length of chain. The creature is a prisoner, but is inanimate. A brief sense of intrigue, curiosity, and a slight fear fills you as you realize that not only those who hold spirits are subject to the Tribunal's judgment.

[EZ_Hadd Silverstorm]

pretty nice work there , it will definatelly help a lot of people with quests/clues ...

Hadd.

[Squink McPoke]

Very nice compilation

[EZ_Aryshem]

Great works, lots of good stories and possible quests in there!

[EZ_Llanoldar Lluindar]

Hmm, Nalikor is the troll "Hero of Trakanon" from the old beta stuff. Wonder if VI is finally gonna address that.

The other thing that bothers me is that the one guy makes mention of Chelsith, which is reffered to in the Codex of War as the Ancient Dark Elf capital on Faydwer.

This could get weird =/

[EZ_Venture]

Chelsith was the capital of the Shissar Empire on Kunark. It was somewhere around the Overthere; Charasis may have been built on its ruins.

Great work on the prisoners.

[EZ_FaldaineBB]

Updates:

Learned Erudian, Old Erudian, Halfling, and Gnomish yesterday. Logs for those:

Name: Al'Corisalm
Found: Good Wing Middle
Race: (Erudite) Shadowman
Language: Old Erudian
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Al`Corisalm'
Al`Corisalm says,in Old Erudian, 'Hah!' He chuckles, a disembodied and deep laugh that sounds as if it comes from the cell-floor itself. 'High Elf! Such a delight to see one other than Steldenn. Have you [escaped] this place?'
You say, 'what escaped'
Al`Corisalm says,in Old Erudian, 'My plans for escape are detailed. I but await the perfect moment, that golden opportunity, that ray of light that shines but once in forever. If nothing else, I have time to make plans! Such plans, worthy of the Great Al`Corisalm! I imagine that you are anxious for me to [tell] you of such things.' You feel a warmth on your face, as if the figure has come particularly close.'
You say, 'tell me'
Al`Corisalm says,in Old Erudian, 'I shall!' He laughs and you hear the clap of hands. 'Of course! Before I was brought to this place, I was an.. Advisor, of sorts. The Great Al`Corisalm, renowned traveler, collector, theologian and revered sorcerer of Erud. He was a wise one, Erud. To take on my counsel and to listen as raptly to my sage advice as you do now. . . a rare wisdom did he possess. Whether in war, or in peace, his ear was my captive audience. Such an [audience], ah me. . .'
You are out of food and drink.
You say, 'what audience'
Al`Corisalm says,in Old Erudian, 'Can the sun be held responsible for its warmth, with which it nurtures the crops and brings life unto the world? Can the mountains be held accountable for being strong, the bones of the earth? Of course they cannot, it is but their nature. So it is with my wisdom. The Great Al`Corisalm is wise, as the sun is warm, as the mountains are sturdy. All the more painful is my [plight], as you might well imagine.'
You say, 'what plight'
Al`Corisalm says,in Old Erudian, 'Being a master of the refined arts, my conclusions are based on facts. A pure fact, perfect and true, is an atomic quantity of beauty itself. I once said that on a speech to the Low Men, across the Wide Sea. All of my advice, for good or ill, can only be based on the data which I collect. The veracity of such information is subject only to those that procure it, I am sure that you [agree].'
You say, 'i agree'
Al`Corisalm says,in Old Erudian, 'There are those that sought to bring Erud low. In his time of greatest struggle, he fought with the ignorant, the clumsy and the bereft of wisdom. It is in this time that he came to me with a question, a decision so momentous that he could not act without first consulting the Great Al'Corisalm. His construction of his new city was to be a testament to the pure wisdom of our kind, and of course required very particular and precise requirement for the [location] of its foundation.'
You say, 'what location'
Al`Corisalm says,in Old Erudian, 'Ahh..' He coughs, and a moment of silence passes. You feel the chill air of the surroundings, as you try to pin-point the location of the disembodied voice which then resumes. 'Erud's new city needed magical channels, certain qualities of the natural bedrock which conveyed that power innate to the earth itself. It is this power that I proposed to harness in order to drive our new inventions: our water purification systems, our transport systems, all manner of civic advances that would make the new city a beacon of civility in the midst of the Low Men. So, I sought data from those whom know the [natural powers] so well.'
You say, 'what natural powers'
Al`Corisalm says,in Old Erudian, 'Geomancers are they, to us. Druids are they, to the Low Men. Yet, I was tricked. Those that would have brought Erud low placed an agent in the forests, posing as a geomancer. To compound treachery upon treachery it was my turn-coat friend, Shadalis, that led me to believe this geomancer was to be trusted. With innocent motivation, I collected the necessary information from this agent of the Dark Ones. Believing it, trusting my friend Shadalis, I used the geomancer's advice to advise Erud. It proved to be my [undoing].'
You say, 'what undoing'
Al`Corisalm says,in Old Erudian, 'To live a life according to the tenets of wisdom, to insist upon rational proof throughout one's entire existence, and then to throw it all away by believing a traitor that one took to be a friend. . . it is something for which the Great Al`Corisalm will carry in his heart forever. Erud began construction of his city based upon my flawed advice and, soon enough, the evidence of the Dark Ones' trickery became obvious. The powers of the earth that we sought to harness turned against us, causing anarchy, [chaos].'
You say, 'what chaos'
Al`Corisalm says,in Old Erudian, 'Such events are not for me to describe to you, there are some things best left untold. When the final dust settled upon the earth, it was to me that Erud came. To me that he apportioned responsibility. He turned me over to the judges of the Low Men. They banished my form to the ether, and in turn passed on my spirit here, to the Tribunal, to be judged. It is here that I await trial at the hands of the Judges Which Have Always Been. That is, unless I escape. . .' The voice trails off into silence. A shiver passes through you.'

Name: Evia N'Ciza
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Erudite
Language: Old Erudian
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Evia N`Cizai'
Evia N`Cizai says,in Old Erudian, 'The darkest days are yet to come. Though I may be interred within this vile prison, my forces shall continue to despoil! I am proud of my heritage, and my lineage shall continue long into the Age of [Dark Paths], you shall see!'
You say, 'what dark paths'
Evia N`Cizai says,in Old Erudian, 'You shall see. . . foolish, mortal Faldaine. When your families are burned at the stake, and my armies raze your cities and slaughter your animals. . . then you shall see! Just like they did in Perronium!' She throws back her head and lets loose a laugh of purest, unadulterated evil. 'I shall bathe in the blood of the weak, just as I did in [Perronium]!'
You say, 'what perronium'
Evia N`Cizai grins and regards you with malice. 'Your time will come.'

Name: Trissha Pettals
Found: Good Wing Middle
Race: Halfling
Language: Halfling
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Trisha Pettals'
Trisha Pettals says,in Halfling, 'Why!' She sobs, and covers her face with her hands. 'Why did I listen to him? Why? What [foul misfortune] is this that has descended upon me?'
You say, 'what foul misfortune'
Trisha Pettals says,in Halfling, 'Such woeful days, of such infinite duration have I spent herein. All because I took the advice of Vanim. . . what evil tidings he brought. What lies he spread, and what a susceptible fool am I for believing him. . . ' She redoubles her tears, and you can do little to bring her around. 'Dear Rainkeeper, why?'

Name: Wellas Hollander
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Erudite Ghost
Language: Old Erudian
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Welas Hollander'
Welas Hollander says,in Old Erudian, 'Unnnn. . . ' He fades and then rematerializes, as if talking is causing great effort. 'Hail to thee, Faldaine. Be careful! Ware! Careful who to trust in here, or ye'll find one day waking with a blade in your chest, as I did! Watch ye!'

Name: Tamsin
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Gnome
Language: Gnomish
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Tamsin'
Tamsin says,in Gnomish, 'Hail to thee, Faldaine. Sit with me, if ye please. Were it only that I could offer ye a little more in the way of hospitality. Tell me a little of Ak'anon, of my dear home; does it [prosper]?'
You say, 'it prospers'
Tamsin says,in Gnomish, 'How could it be otherwise?' A light smile crosses her graceful features. You perceive a sadness in her eyes. 'I cannot imagine how long I have been here. . . here, locked away from the one that I [love], away from my dearest heart.''
You say, 'what love'
Tamsin says,in Gnomish, 'The famous bard Aebriolle spake it best, when he said "the course of true love never did run smooth". So it is, but in my heart I shall carry my [devotion].'
You say, 'what devotion'
Tamsin says,in Gnomish, 'In my adolescence, I was flighty; 'tis a most common phenomena I know, but mine led me to the desire for power. I was so afraid. . . afraid of seeing the deaths of friends, my uncle. . . death became my enemy. The Eldrith Collective gave me free reign in my studies, and it was then that my need to overcome my fear of my life's end took me into the works of Shadow. Foolish, perhaps. Ye would not be the first to call me such, but a destiny is a destiny, as inevitable as the tides of the sea. The [Dark Reflection] took me in.' Her beautiful eyes meet your own with a steady gaze.'
You say, 'what dark reflection'
Tamsin says,in Gnomish, 'It pains me to hear their name spoken by another, but they took me in and treated me well. They guided my studies, and showed me. . . ' A shadow passes between the two of you, and is gone. 'They showed me how to conquer death itself. The Dark Books I studied and, by the time womanhood was upon me, I was a mistress of death, able to command and direct the forces of the afterworlds. Dark powers there are, Faldaine. Dark powers that course through the ether and the bones of the earth upon which we stand.' She reaches into her slender, silken robe and produces a locket. 'Curious indeed that even death itself was conquered with love, when my love I did [meet].''
You say, 'who did you meet'
Tamsin says,in Gnomish, 'My studies, always my life had been my studies. When searching the woods near to Ak'anon for blackroot, I met my love. My love, all dressed in travelling garb and radiant as the sun; as like to me as white to black, as life to death itself. Do ye believe in love at first sight, Faldaine? It takes your heart in its clasp and makes your soul its own, more binding than any ritual of raising or invocation of the dead. Such was my love: nature walker, protector of the forest, servant of the Rainkeeper. The effect upon my existence was that of a hurricane to a dandelion. . . I was carried away and my [previous life] forgotten.'
You say, 'what previous life'
Tamsin says,in Gnomish, 'There is a space in thy life carved by thy actions, and that space can be filled by nothing but thy own destiny. So it was with me.' Her expression becomes distant, her delicate lips becoming set and resolute. 'The Dark Reflection had looked for me since my disappearance, since I flew from them so long ago hand-in-hand with the one that had taken my heart. The Scryer had found me, and whilst we were sleeping under the stars, took me by force. I was returned to the Reflection in Ak'anon, where upon they did decree my [trial].'
You say, 'what trial'
Tamsin says,in Gnomish, 'For my turning from the path of the Dark Studies, for betrayal of their code and the oath I had taken to them in my hasty youth, they were to put me to death. A woman should be strong in her hour of utmost dread, should she not? As was I, defiant to the last. My old tutor, Evazan, could not bear to see such an end to his best pupil. He entreated the Dark Reflection's Provost for mercy on my part, for trial fair. So, with heart unburdened, I find myself here. Awaiting my [end].'
You say, 'what end'
Tamsin says,in Gnomish, 'Cry not for me, Faldaine. I have lived and I have loved. In this I am blessed. I harbour no illusions that my time draws to an end, but my heart is [glad].'
You say, 'what glad'
Tamsin says,in Gnomish, 'Glad, and free. In the next world I shall meet my Love again, and unfettered by those who would stand between us.' Her eyes dance with an inner fire, and she smiles as if to comfort you.'

Name: Kimry Joolimel
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Gnome
Language: Gnomish
Notes: VERY PROBABLY QUEST GIVER - READ READ READ
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Kimry Joolimel'
Kimry Joolimel says,in Gnomish, 'Hi there!' Her radiant smile seems too quick and shallow, you wonder what she wants from you. 'Tell me, what's a nice High Elf doing in such a foul place such as this? Have you been. . . ' She makes a motion with her hand as if raising an invisible glass to her anxious lips. 'Partaking of the [finer things] in life, too?'
You say, 'what finer things'
Kimry Joolimel says,in Gnomish, 'Mmmm!' She broadens her smile, until she appears to be nearly all teeth. You ponder just how wide a gnome can grin. 'A little of the old Spirits, eh? I'm not talking about those boring ghosts that flit back and forth around these parts, wailing all night, either! Have you got some of the [good stuff] for me? Have you? Come on, Kimry knows you have.'
Ironicus says out of character, '30 min reset on exec'
You say, 'what good stuff'
Kimry Joolimel says,in Gnomish, 'Come on!' She smiles yet wider from her place on the bed as her hands begin to tremble. 'Don't hold out on me now, I know you've got some there! Just a little sip, that's all I ask. What harm can it do? I'm already here, so it cannot get any worse! Come on, just give mother what she wants.. Just a little sip is all!'

Other notes: I tried Gnomish Spirits as she asks for a taste of Spirits and well...she's a gnome, but I only got the item back. Any suggestions here?

I think people need to look at Klaren Dunn, Sralm Noramir, Zenouxx, Nemli, and Kimry Joolimel because they are very potential quest givers.

[EZ_Khael]

If you tell Sralm Norimir 'noone sent me' he'll spit out a bit more text. Nothing very important though.

[EZ_Bandayd]

Try giving Kimry Joolimel some Gnomish Firewater

[EZ_Vanidor Silverbranch]

Here is some text I got from Sralm, however I misread Sllanar as Silanar so might have missed something.


Sralm Noramir says 'Ahh, how rude of me. Allow me to introduce myself. I am
Sralm Noramir, warrior by birth [thief] by choice.'
You say, 'why a thief?'
Sralm Noramir says 'Aye, I could steal the sword from a warriors hands or a kiss
from a ladys lips. Ever hear of [Emperor Sllanar]?'
You say, 'who is emperor silanar?'
Sralm Noramir says 'Well assuming the question is as silly as it sounds, you are Jhereg.'
You say, 'what about emperor silanar?'
Sralm Noramir says 'You see, generally thieves were imprisoned, or at worst executed,
but banishment here was usually reserved to those that committed heinous crimes.
I guess you should be careful when you rob the person who gets to decide on the
definition of heinous. Have you any news of Sebilis?'
You say, 'what about sebilis?'
Sralm Noramir says 'Sebilis is the city of the Iksar. The greatest city on all of
Kunark, and was my home at one time. I guess no news is good news.'
You say, 'Sebilis is controlled by Trakanon and froglok's'
Sralm Noramir gasps. 'This can't be real! Frogloks in Sebilis, my ancestral home.
My how the mighty have fallen. I guess I was better off here after all.'
You say, 'Trakanon controlls sebilis'
Sralm Noramir says 'What in the name of Thule is a Trakanon?'
You say, 'Trakanon is a dragon'
Sralm Noramir says 'A dragon in Sebilis! Stop your foul lies, your humor does not
suit my tastes.'

[DarthEnder]

I don't see any texts for the KoS wing that Mavuin is in. I remember seeing a fire giant, and ice giant, a shissar, a thought horror, an akhevan etc. Have you tried these?

[vaslin]

I have these text already in a PoP compendium. Was just waiting for someone else to spoil them first. I will try to get it up over the holiday weekend for you all.

[EZ_HorzaHarshom]

I was able to get to non-KOS with faction song as bard for the KOS wing, but I was still glared at by the mobs on 'death row'. I'm not sure if an enchanter with the higher level faction spell and illusions could get non-KOS or not.

[EZ_Redi of Qeynos]

There's no hail text from the mobs on death row, regardless of faction (tested by hailing, don't get an "insufficient faction" message).

Can get non KoS to Creatures of Justice by killing Prisoners of Justice. Has anyone gone this route?

-Redi

[EZ_Marcalo DeUnero]

Maybe they were afraid you'd eat their babies Redi.

[Santril]

Faldaine, have you tried Thieves Cant on any of the mobs up there? Might be worth a shot.

[EZ_FaldaineBB]

I believe really the only languages I still need are Vah Shir, Elder Teir'Dal, Elder Elvish, and Dragon. I tried Thieves Cant on all of the prisoners I thought required them, but no they would not respond to that.

[EZ_Toneth Spiritwind]

Thoughts on Gubkuk and Master Vhezar...
Gubkuk looks like he's talking about the Sweatened Mudroot foraged in Innothule Swamp, for Druid (and Ranger??) epic, so someone might try this, I may as well.
And Master Vhezar looks like he might be the start of a new Iksar Monk shackle quest, from the mention of him being a Grandmaster, him worshipping Cazic, and the mention to him ajusting his bracer. I'd guess that asking him about his bracer or wearing the last bracer and talking to him would get some different text.
-Toneth

[EZ_LonelornOneeye]

Kinda stumbled onto the Klaren Dunn one...ask her about bimlee or say what tasks and you start the thread..hope that helps.

[EZ_Keltarin Stormshadow]

Has there been any progress in figuring out whether any of these resolve into actual quests or whether they're all just flavor text? If even one turns out to be an actual quest, then that would potentially open up a lot of doors regarding the others.

Seredin
EMarr

[EZ_Pindk]

Vah Shir speak Combine FYI.

[EZ_EbinaHB]

What kind of arrow do you get for the feathers of the Spiroc Lord, claw of a black drake (probably the talons from the drakes in Swamp of No Hope if they're on normal servers now), and the dracoliche bone. Someone needs to hit up Swamp, raid Fear and Air and see if they're any good.

Also, is it possible to talk to the centaur and ranger about each other being there?

[NightGod]

There is an actual Vah Shir language-I have both it and combine.

[EZ_Keltarin Stormshadow]

Quote:
Name: Gubkuk
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Troll
Language: Troll
Notes: VERY POSSIBLE QUEST GIVER
Log:
You say, 'Hail, Gubkuk
Gubkuk says,in Troll, 'You bite-size, me should lick lips and get hungry. But me not. Me want good food, me want some of dem roots that me found just outside home. What good is home if you not allowed to eat the roots? No one told me what dey was for. Me only wanted tasty bite. . . Nalikor so angry. . .'


I figured this would be an reasonably easy one to try and see if there's more to it than just flavor text. So I took my druid all over Norrath and collected roots to give to him.

I tried:
Roots (foraged)
Sweetened Mudroot (foraged in Misty)
Black Root (foraged in Misty)
Plains Root (foraged in West Commons)
Emerald Palm Root (foraged in EJ)
Moss Root (foraged in Swamp of No Hope)
Trakanon Fern Root (foraged in TT)
Lichten Roots (foraged in GD)
Alkanet Root (alchemy vendor in Shar Vahl)
Burdock Root (alchemy vendor in Shar Vahl)
Vetiver Root (alchemy vendor in Shar Vahl)
Mandrake Root (alchemy vendor in PoK)
Valerian Root (alchemy vendor in PoK)
Alocasia Root (poison merchant in PoK)

None of them worked.

The other ones I know about that I haven't tried are:
Chilled Tundra Root (foraged in Everfrost)
Moss Root (foraged in FM -- is this the same as the one foraged in Swamp of No Hope?)
Gelsemium Root (bought in Halas off Elona McMahon)
A Root (from the Succulents in OT)
Ashroot (from the Fire Imps in Lavastorm)

Somehow, none of these really seem fitting though.

*shrug*

Seredin
EMarr

[EZ_Schezar]

Well, eating random roots is a great way to poison yourself...

[EZ_Evisceros Headcutter]

If he wants roots from home, try Innothule. . .

[EZ_Keltarin Stormshadow]

Are there any roots that grow in Innothule besides the standard foraged roots? I didn't think there was.

[EZ_Bloodshard]

A ground spawn in Innothule Swamp used in Troll Cultural smithing. Unfortunately you have to find it literally lying on the ground randomly in the swamp, no easy task.

That's about the closest thing to a root I can find. It seems like there's more text to the troll but I couldn't find any.

[EZ_Keltarin Stormshadow]

There are two ground spawns in innothule that I know of:

swamp vegetables (red mushroom ground spawn)
innothule mushroom (blue mushroom ground spawn)

Neither imply roots, but swamp vegetables could contain roots in it, I suppose. Still, seems like kind of a stretch. I'll try it anyways sometime in the next few days just on the off chance.
Edited by: Keltarin Stormshadow at: 1/6/03 12:08:44 pm

[EZ_Tildaena Wolvenchild]

Has anyone kept track of these NPC responses in relation to specific zone flags? Since NPC's can respond differently to you depending on which flags you have, that might open up a few more interesting dialogues.

[EZ_Realwing]

Fald i can teach you dragon if you want. Look me up.

-Yian

[Aluaeia]

Little update for ya.

Name: Lasiya
Found: Good Wing Top
Race: Dark Elf
Language: Dark Speech
You say, 'Hail, Lasiya'
Lasiya says,in Dark Speech, 'Wood Elf. . .' She tucks her long, beautiful hair behind her ears and meets your gaze. In her eyes you see. . . desire? 'The Dark Tower always has need for new. . . blood. Come closer, little Wood Elf. Lasiya won't hurt you, not a bit. Come and lose yourself in my arms. . . I can guarantee you an eternity from which you will never wish to escape. . .''

[EZ_Eelyen]

You could also try foraging in Grobb (or Gukta now). And see what happens :P

[EZ_BlittzofXev]

hehe dark tower...anyone read stephen king

Sylents

62 rogue of xev

Blittz

60 war <retired>

[EZ_Llanoldar Lluindar]

Aren't the trolls from Kunark originally according to the Beta histories? Yes I know they dumped most of that mythology but if their including Nalikor I think thats the clue they mean to give out.

[EZ_Eumerin]

The supposed beta histories aren't from beta. There's a website out there that has them posted, along with a disclaimer that it would be nice if VI would incorporate it all into the game history.
Unfortunately, I don't remember where the website is located, but that makes a pretty strong case for the idea that the "beta lore" was never beta lore.
They're fan fiction.

[Itzena]

This is the address of the fanfiction frequently posted as 'beta lore', btw.

[EZ_dwarfsrus]

Link is broken

[Itzena]

Weird, it was working earlier.
Anyway, it's basically everything that is quoted piecemeal as 'beta lore' (all the stuff about Trakanon and the Hero, etc, etc.) in its original form (namely, a fiction piece written for Otherworlds Express nee Everquest Express) with a disclaimer at the top saying "This is all made up, none of it is official". Edited by: Itzena at: 3/12/03 5:33:07 am

[Morgrist]

Lasiya sounds like she might be a servant of Tserrina,of the Tower of Frozen Shadow.

[Itzena]

Google cache of the fanfiction peddled as 'Beta Lore'

[EZ_LonelornOneeye]

Just wondering if anyone has found out anymore information about the stories from the prisoners in PoJ...
i.e. quests, etc...

[EZ_Bavaral]

What server you on Faldaine? I can hook you up on the other languages you need depending.

[EZ_curva2]

hmm on sebilis server ( french one ) all languages are bugged : even if u speak an unknow language everyone understands it . So every one speak a differente language and we all have 100 to all . will go to poj and test a bit

[EZ_Alexyi]

Just wanted to say they seem to have updated some of the mobs. Some that had no responses now do. Specifically Grandmaster Xraan on the Creature side. Someone may want to go through and see those who were glaring in Silence now have text.

[EZ_Carnivore]

Black Drake Claw: Kildrukaun the Ancient drops:
Primal Black Dragon Claw, but this probably isn't what drops the piece for the arrow. One way to find out, beware he'll keep the items that are used for the quest, so try turning in this one first to see if he hands it back. I did a search on Lucy, and this is the only match too btw.