| 1 | Meet Alva in the wild
Meet Alva in the wild to search for the lost Temple of Atzoatl.Meet Alva in the wild |
| 2 | Meet Alva at the Causeway
Find a way to access the Causeway that leads to the Vaal City, and meet Alva there to search for the lost Temple of Atzoatl.Find a way to access the Causeway
Area: The Causeway |
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Meet Alva at the Causeway that leads to the Vaal City, and search for the lost Temple of Atzoatl.Meet Alva at the Causeway
Area: The CausewayNPC: Alva, Master Explorer The Temple of Atzoatl: I believe the secret of its location lies in the Vaal City which, until very recently, was submerged and completely unreachable. It's a tale that beggars belief - some devil coated the land in darkness, but a hero banished it and raised the city from the riverbed! Then some bandits swept in, claiming invaluable artefacts and blocking the only entrance until an even mightier hero sent them packing. If they were around I'd ask them to help me achieve unfathomable wealth, but... you'll do I suppose.Eramir Ralakesh: You truly are a hero of the modern age, succeeding where even the ancient Vaal could not!
I must say, I'm really quite relieved. For a while there I feared we were headed towards another theocratic dictatorship. Exile allowed me to be free of one. I had no wish to experience another.
You deserve to be rewarded for your efforts. Here, something with a little insight would suit your purposes nicely.Helena Greust's Necklace: There's an Azmeri shrine, tucked away in the Northern Forest. Greust took me there, told me it was a memorial to those who had gone before him, a place where their spirits could rest. When he passed, he wanted his remains to be laid to rest with the bones of his people. His body... I find it difficult to even think about it... but I doubt it will ever be recovered. Yet there might still be a way. He gave me his necklace, the fangs he earned when he rose from boyhood to manhood, handed it to me for safekeeping only moments before, before Ralakesh... it's almost as if he knew what was to come.
Please, could you deliver this necklace to the shrine for me? Put Greust's spirit to rest? I would do it myself, but the journey to the Northern Forest is not what it was. These lands have changed, and not for the better.Helena Greust: Yes... I thank you. Though I loved him, I know Greust was lost to me the very moment he touched that Vaal abomination. I will weep over his passing for many more nights to come, but I am... happy that you avenged his honour, and freed him from his torment.Helena Greust: Yes... I thank you. Though I loved him, I know Greust was lost to me the very moment he touched that Vaal abomination. I will weep over his passing for many more nights to come, but I am... happy that you avenged his honour, and freed him from his torment.Helena Greust: Yes... I thank you. Though I loved him, I know Greust was lost to me the very moment he touched that Vaal abomination. I will weep over his passing for many more nights to come, but I am... happy that you avenged his honour, and freed him from his torment.Helena Greust: Yes... I thank you. Though I loved him, I know Greust was lost to me the very moment he touched that Vaal abomination. I will weep over his passing for many more nights to come, but I am... happy that you avenged his honour, and freed him from his torment.Sin Gruthkul: Into the most dreaded of thickets you must go, I'm afraid. For there, Gruthkul the Despairing sulks and schemes.
The Vaal laid waste to her kingdom and placed her slaughtered children at her feet. Grief enveloped Gruthkul, transformed her, flooded her mind with a singular thought. To share her suffering with those who had murdered her daughters.
Though she has returned, her sanity has not. There is no fury like a mother bereaved.Sin Ralakesh: When you try to control everything, you ultimately control nothing. Ralakesh has never quite been able to grasp that concept.Sin Ralakesh: When you try to control everything, you ultimately control nothing. Ralakesh has never quite been able to grasp that concept.Weylam Roth Kishara's Star: I be missing me granddaughter something terrible. You know, I used to tell Lilly bedtime stories till she fell asleep in me arms. She loved the ones about Kishara, a tough-as-nails Vaal lassie said to have explored every coast, cove and bay of this blasted continent with the help of her Star, some nifty artefact she nabbed from somewhere on her first voyage. Young Lilly, she were fascinated by Kishara's Star. Said to be fair humming with thaumaturgy, able to guide its mistress wherever she be fixing to journey.
Methinks me granddaughter liked to imagine that one day she'd hold the Star in her hands and explore the outer reaches of this world. I'd dearly love to see her again, but there ain't no way I'm making that journey with nothing to show for it. She looks up to me, does Lilly. So I'm reckoning that Star might put a smile on her pretty face. With such a gift in hand, I'd maybe have the guts to go visit me granddaughter instead of skulking here like some craven ghost... that's if some kind and brave soul fetched it for me.Yeena Greust: Greust hunted too far from the lands of Spirit and fell prey to a spiritless one. I am sad at how he passed. An ugly death. Yet I am thankful that he suffers no more, that he has now found his way back to the Spirit. That he can rest now. |
| 4 | Complete the Incursion
Complete the temporal Incursion for Alva.Complete the Incursion |
| 5 | Complete the Incursion
Complete the temporal Incursion for Alva at the Causeway.Complete the Incursion
Area: The Causeway |
| 6 | Quest Complete
Quest Complete - You have completed a temporal Incursion for Alva.NPC: Alva, Master Explorer Alva's Past: When I was young, my father gave me my first call to adventure by enlisting me in the employ of Dominus' navy. I used to love the sea. The way it smelled. The freshness of the air... but, some 'stuff' happened and I returned to Theopolis, intent on living a ladies life. Ha, it was not to be, obviously.
My lust for excitement brought me to the Reliquarians - a secret society of treasure hunters, funded by those cold and greedy societal uppercrusts. I had my father pull some strings and before I knew it, I was amongst it all, raiding temples and tombs across the land. But, well... you're an exile, you know how the Templars are. Untrustworthy is one way to describe them. When I came across a manual of Vaal blood thaumaturgy, I knew I couldn't let it fall into their hands. And it never did.
Though that damned High Templar knew I was keeping something secret... And so, no longer welcome amongst the nobility, here I am. Luckily there's a fortune to be made here and a few of my old clients still remain loyal to me when it comes to spending what they have inside their purses.Alva, Master Explorer Alva's Past: When I was young, my father gave me my first call to adventure by enlisting me in the employ of Dominus' navy. I used to love the sea. The way it smelled. The freshness of the air... but, some 'stuff' happened and I returned to Theopolis, intent on living a ladies life. Ha, it was not to be, obviously.
My lust for excitement brought me to the Reliquarians - a secret society of treasure hunters, funded by those cold and greedy societal uppercrusts. I had my father pull some strings and before I knew it, I was amongst it all, raiding temples and tombs across the land. But, well... you're an exile, you know how the Templars are. Untrustworthy is one way to describe them. When I came across a manual of Vaal blood thaumaturgy, I knew I couldn't let it fall into their hands. And it never did.
Though that damned High Templar knew I was keeping something secret... And so, no longer welcome amongst the nobility, here I am. Luckily there's a fortune to be made here and a few of my old clients still remain loyal to me when it comes to spending what they have inside their purses.Alva, Master Explorer Oriath: Well, most of my market no longer exists... but, I'm an adaptable type, and there are plenty of pirates, thieves, tyrants and nutters who will pay good coin for my finds.
I may just have to do a little extra legwork to find 'em.Alva, Master Explorer Oriath: Well, most of my market no longer exists... but, I'm an adaptable type, and there are plenty of pirates, thieves, tyrants and nutters who will pay good coin for my finds.
I may just have to do a little extra legwork to find 'em.Alva, Master Explorer Atzoatl: The lost Temple of Atzoatl is said to be the most famed in all Vaal history and myth. Best I can tell, the Temple began its construction in the final years of the Vaal Empire. The exact date of its completion has been hard to ascertain as it occurred shortly before the events which brought about the civilisation's extinction.
Perhaps it is the fragility of the timeline that has made Atzoatl such a staple of Vaal mythology. Some say it was a place of darkness, home to the most vile of sacrifices. But there are others who claim the temple to be the birthplace of technology - even our own is said to pale in comparison to what was being forged within those walls.
Scholars today have even suggested that it was the treasure house for Queen Atziri herself. Whichever is true, it was bound to have been fiercely protected by fanatics and royalty alike. And if something's worth protecting, well, then it's worth bloody taking!Alva, Master Explorer Atzoatl: The lost Temple of Atzoatl is said to be the most famed in all Vaal history and myth. Best I can tell, the Temple began its construction in the final years of the Vaal Empire. The exact date of its completion has been hard to ascertain as it occurred shortly before the events which brought about the civilisation's extinction.
Perhaps it is the fragility of the timeline that has made Atzoatl such a staple of Vaal mythology. Some say it was a place of darkness, home to the most vile of sacrifices. But there are others who claim the temple to be the birthplace of technology - even our own is said to pale in comparison to what was being forged within those walls.
Scholars today have even suggested that it was the treasure house for Queen Atziri herself. Whichever is true, it was bound to have been fiercely protected by fanatics and royalty alike. And if something's worth protecting, well, then it's worth bloody taking! |
