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The woman in the corner radiates an undeniable allure (well, undeniable to the mammals among you, at least) - whether in spite of or because of the fact that she is clearly large with child is difficult to put your finger on. A large collection of stark white sun-bleached bone fetishes stand out against her ebon skin. As you approach, you see that her teeth are filed to points.
"I am looking for an Elf, and thought I might find him wasting his life on broy here," she sighs. "But perhaps you can help me. His name was Bateleur - he took something important from me, and - left me with something important, as you can see."
"Live up to his 'responsibilities?'" She laughs, flashing those dangerous teeth. "No, I will raise this child myself. I want you to bring me his spine. Then I want you to find his tribe, and kill every last man, woman, child, and beast in it. I followed him, and them, here, but now they seem to have gone to ground or moved on. I am told they mark themselves with a shard of bone worn around their necks, though, and have sought them on this basis."
"Your reward? Knowledge. Power. Talk to me when you have bones for my collection."
"I am looking for an Elf, and thought I might find him wasting his life on broy here," she sighs. "But perhaps you can help me. His name was Bateleur - he took something important from me, and - left me with something important, as you can see."
"Live up to his 'responsibilities?'" She laughs, flashing those dangerous teeth. "No, I will raise this child myself. I want you to bring me his spine. Then I want you to find his tribe, and kill every last man, woman, child, and beast in it. I followed him, and them, here, but now they seem to have gone to ground or moved on. I am told they mark themselves with a shard of bone worn around their necks, though, and have sought them on this basis."
"Your reward? Knowledge. Power. Talk to me when you have bones for my collection."
