You say, “Hail, The Ancille of D’Morte”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “Who has called me from the bells of Deathtoll? ”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “Spirit, what is your name?”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “I have no name. Long ago I cast aside such things. Sworn to the House of D’Morte I was. Given a new life as an eternal servant to my master, Malkonis.”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “You are the Ancille of D’Morte! ”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “I am she, the handmaiden to the immortal master Malkonis. I await his calling within the gray of Ethernere.”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “Where can I find Malkonis D’Morte? ”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “My master is not to be found by the likes of you. ”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “I seek the Ewer of Sul’Dae. Malkonis can help me find it.”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “You seek the decanter of the Fyr’Un, the origin of undeath, the life giver of the D’Mortes. ”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “The ewer created the D’Morte family? ”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “The D’Mortes existed within the gates of Neriak long before they were graced with the presence of the Ewer of Sul’Dae. In their research of such an artifact of power they unleashed the gift of undeath to their bloodline. They became immortal.”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “Did they share their gift with others of their kind? ”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “The gift varies to those that are bestowed, but all are immortal in undeath. Such a gift the Teir’Dal empire was not ready for. The D’Morte house hid their secret, but eventually their ilk would learn and hunt them down, driving them from the empire of the Teir’Dal.”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “Why would Malkonis give the ewer to the Godking? ”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “The Godking pays homage to the lost goddess Anashti Sul, the power that created the Ewer of Sul’Dae. Such an artifact is highly desired by the Godking as well as the few others that know of the forgotten past. In return for safe haven from hunting ilk the ewer exchanged hands.”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “You mentioned others that seek the ewer. Who are these others?”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “You are an ‘other’ and those that wish to destroy the source of the Fyr’Un. Then there are those that have seen the ewer long before the Dead in Neriak procured such a prize. Beware those of ages lost. ”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “I wish to preserve the ewer. Tell me where it is…please. ”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “No. You wish to exchange the ewer for riches. You have no respect for it. But if you wish to face the ewer and its current owner then seek my master, Malkonis, he will help you on your way. ”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “That’s what I asked for! Where can I find him? ”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “As I said, you cannot find him. He will find you. Go and seek the Statue Court. Seek the ruins of the fallen behemoth in the Statue Court and my master shall come to you. Our words are at an end. I await my return the Ethernere, to the sweet song of the Deathtoll, sweet, sweet song.”
You say to the Ancille of D’Morte, “Farewell, Ancille of D’Morte.”
You say, “Hail, The Ancille of D’Morte”
the Ancille of D’Morte says to you, “Can you hear the bells of the Deathtoll? Can you hear them ringing for us?”