Asenath Topic /6
| NPC | Name |
|---|---|
| Asenath's Gentle Touch | Cool the head and cool the blade. |
| Asenath's Mark | Asenath's mind was as quick and nimble as the fingers that drew her bowstring. |
| Asenath's Chant | Asenath loosed arrows with almost musical rhythm, a rhythm matched by her nearly inaudible whispers, and the crunch of the dead hitting the dust. |
| Darkscorn | "The Spirit of War knows nothing of good and evil. It knows only destruction." - Sekhema Asenath |
| Gift of Asenath | The Golden Sekhema's words could solve many a feud. Just what form that solution took was another matter. |
| Turn the Other Cheek | "Only after one forsakes rage, can true power be found." - Sekhema Asenath |
Asenath FlavourText /8
| name | flavour |
|---|---|
| Turn the Other Cheek BaseItemTypes | "Only after one forsakes rage, can true power be found." - Sekhema Asenath |
| Gift of Asenath BaseItemTypes | The Golden Sekhema's words could solve many a feud. Just what form that solution took was another matter. |
| HarganTituciusQuest NPCTextAudio | Tell me something. Any chance you might be willing to join forces and turn a healthy profit with old Hargan? You ever heard of the Wings of Vastiri? Not just another damned artefact. This one was the highest symbol of office for the Maraketh, held by the "Sekhema of Sekhemas". History books say the Wings were last worn by Sekhema Asenath, the Golden Sekhema... the one who went and got herself murdered by Hector Titucius. The only problem is that Titucius himself is up and guarding his pretties once more. Still, if you can recover those Wing of Vastiri then I'm confident I can sell them back to the Maraketh for a fair sum. They're a cultural icon after all, dripping with sentimental value. What do ya say? |
| HarganOnWingsOfVastiri NPCTextAudio | Well, they're forged from solid gold, I can tell you that much. But I suppose that's not really what you're asking about. The wings are a treasured piece of the Maraketh heritage. Back when the tribes quit their squabblings and joined hands to battle the Eternal Empire, the wings were seen as a symbol of their unity. The Golden Sekhema wore them as she led the whole bloody Maraketh horde against Sarn. She was the single greatest hope for the Maraketh, was that Asenath. Hector Titucius crushed both their hopes and their precious sekhema. |
| Asenath's Gentle Touch UniqueItems | Cool the head and cool the blade. |
| Asenath's Mark UniqueItems | Asenath's mind was as quick and nimble as the fingers that drew her bowstring. |
| Darkscorn UniqueItems | "The Spirit of War knows nothing of good and evil. It knows only destruction." - Sekhema Asenath |
| Asenath's Chant UniqueItems | Asenath loosed arrows with almost musical rhythm, a rhythm matched by her nearly inaudible whispers, and the crunch of the dead hitting the dust. |