![]() Rowena: Undyin's a good sort o' word, though. I'd spit in his eye and tell the world what a puddle o' piss he is, were he standin' before me! Plays at bein' a man, but he's no more than a worm. Rowena: Not that fool Wiscard again! Undyin' love, he says? In debt to me up to his neck, and writin' to beg for more time to repay. Rowena: You again, messenger boy/girl? What do you want o' me now? Wiscard: Remember, every delivery is also a deliverance! Look, adventurer to adventurer, may I tell you something? I'm sure you'll go far in this world! Someday, you may be standing where I am, blazing trails and taking charge. Wiscard: Worry not! Just let my words be your guide once you stand before Rowena, her arms akimbo, her eyes scornful. Well, if you feel you must do something, you can take this letter to Rowena─with my undying love! ![]() No doubt you are ill at ease accepting such a valuable gift without lifting a finger in return. ![]() Wiscard: Now, what I'm going to do is teach you how to craft a glamour prism. You, brother/sister adventurer, are not fulfilling your potential as a crafter! Rather than go down this primrose path, it might be best to simply purchase whatever tomes from Tataroga you find desirable only then can you learn the master crafting recipes held within.ĭialogue Wiscard: Let me guess─no, not guess─let me tell you why you're not happy.
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