Inscription Tools of the Trade Questline and Blood Magic - 8.1.5

RTP Criado 07/3/2019 em 05:01 por perculia

Pena Sanguínea de Lana'thelInscription QuestlineTirando sangue

Hey, <name>! I have something exciting to tell you about, but you must keep a secret. Just between us scribes.

<Zooey gives you a wink and pulls out a large tome.>

This is the Bloodbound Ledger. Inscribing your name in it allows you to learn how to craft "blood contracts" which can hurt a little bit, but are absolutely worth it!

I currently know one of them and I get so excited when I use it 'cause it... well, you'll see.

So whaddya say? Interested?

Drusta causa

Dere are blood scribe masters all over de place who'll teach you what you need to know. De first master I'd recommend seeking out is Kronah.

She's a bit... eccentric to say de least. One of de few tortollan who've experienced a thing or two.

She's de one who taught me de blood contract I know how to invoke!

She prefers to hang out at de Smuggler's Cove on de western coast of Drustvar.

Éditos sacrificiais

<As you peer inside the tome, you find a verse appear, glowing bright red.>

"For blood to bond, one strikes a deal,
A sacrifce which will appeal.
Seek out the lame, and never yield,
For in return, you shall be healed."

<As you finish reading the verse, you notice that a scroll has appeared in your hand.

Written across the top it's titled, "Writ of Sacrifice". Various runes, unknown to you, appear on the rest of the scroll. Yet, there's no explanation as to what to do with the scroll...>

Contrato de Sangue: SacrifícioAo pé da letra

As you open the book, you stare at a blank page, waiting for something to happen.

Instinctively you flip to the next page only to find it blank as well. Perhaps your trial awaits you further into the book?

As my hand got close to the book, it began to write all on its own...
At the moment my pen touched the empty parchment, something began to stir within the pages.
I could feel my very essence being pulled into the book.
My vision began to fade.

The Prison of Ink

...and as it refocused I found myself in a strange chamber.
Suddenly a voice filled my mind, and in a lyrical tone it recited a poem.
"Intermingled here within.
Beware the jet, collect the crimson,
And your blood-bound slayer shall be arisen."
As I entered the chamber, a larger version of the creatures I'd been fighting stood before me. Perhaps this was the trial I was here to complete.
The viscous ones were beginning to be quite the nuisance.
These sludges were the key to the riddle. And so far, I was finding what I needed.

Once I had collected enough ink, I felt a strange pull towards the back of the prison.
As I stepped into the room, I saw four runes spread out on the floor. This must be what the ink was for.
The ritual complete, I saw a creature coalesce before my eyes.
It finished forming and cried out with its newfound life.
It caught my eyes and peered inside my mind, filling it with the knowledge I needed to summon it.
My trial complete, I finished the last stroke of my story and returned to the material realm.

Contrato de Sangue: Derramamento de SangueLinhas na Areia

This was all I had to offer you, young scribe. But your journey is not yet at an end.

If you're up for some traveling, and interested in some of the deadlier blood contracts, you're going to have to travel to Zandalar.

Once there, seek out a sethrak by the name of Veriss in an area known as Vol'dun.

<Kronah grabs an odd-looking jar and opens it. The foulest odor you've ever smelled emanates from it and you reel in disgust.>

Pickled crocolisk eggs are my favorite. Would you like some?

Templo de Sethraliss: Livrando-se de um favor

When the Faithless came to power, we Devoted fled our sacred temple and took shelter here.

However, in the midst of our exodus, many of us were forced to abandon some of our belongings.

I myself left a tome that is used to learn the Oblivion contract. If you wish to proceed with the trials, you must retrieve that book for me, <name>.

I trust you won't disappoint me.

Rabiscos mortais

<As you open the book, a sudden chill comes over you. You shake the sensation off as you read the verse.>

"A fatal bargain, in blood is struck.
One inks their pledge,
with strokes of luck.
Stay true your lines,
keep still your breath,
Lest you stray too far,
and summon death."

<As you finish reading the incantation, a quill appears next to the book.

Contrato de Sangue: OblívioProteção a pena

<As you open the book, you turn each page and see portraits of champions standing alongside a large beast.

Eventually you come to a blank portrait, and touch the page. Runes begin to appear in an ancient language, and quickly translate into words you can read.>

"The creature within, a guardian of men,
A mixture of blood
and of bone inked with pen.
The blood from the scribe,
the bone from the land,
Milled to perfection,
and signed by the hand."

Contrato de Sangue: Guarda de SangueOs versos finais

It appears you are finished here, <name>. Thank you again for getting my book back.

But between you and I, this was the easy part. Just wait till you meet the grandmaster.

If you haven't noticed already, you'll need a special quill to invoke those contracts. And he'll be the one who shows you how to craft it.

His name is Miju and he lives out on an island off the southern coast of Zuldazar. Good luck, <name>!

Uma provação de dar pena

The recipe you're after, young one, is that of the Sanguine Feather Quill of Lana'thel. I...

<Miju motions to a pile of stuff.>

Am the only other person I know of who has one... err... somewhere. But be warned, this trial may be your undoing!

I shall have to invoke all four contracts against you. You must defeat each of the creatures, and from each one learn the rune needed to carve into your quill.

Once you've learned all four runes, your trial shall be completed.

Pena Sanguínea de Lana'thelBlood MagicOfensivamente defensivo

Let me guess, Loti had you kill any trolls dat smelled of blood magic, yes? Well, dat is barely a half measure.

See, blood magic comes from de old ways, and our people have only been giving in to its allure since de walls fell on our northern border.

Come, we will go for a little ride and patrol de border to Nazmir. Dat is where all dese bad ideas are coming from.

Práticas proibidas

You come at a good time, $p. I have need of a weapon such as yourself.

Yazma's spies say dere are blood cultists in our ranks. King Rastakhan has charged me with tracking down any trolls guilty of practicing blood magic and purging dem.

Take dis totem, route out those with de stench of blood magic, and cleanse dem from dis holy place.

When you are done, tell dat lazy Hexlord Raal to get off his perch and help keep dis place secure.