As both of these groups had place protecting the city, it didn’t bode well.
She told me about how a band of Gladiators from the Coliseum and Pugilists from the Mirage had been sent off on some sort of secret business outside of Ul'Dah’s walls. “You’d better bloody watch yourself, alright? Piss off the wrong person around here and you’ll be exiled before you can say necromancy– again.”Īfter my warning, she cheered up a bit. It seemed they now had their eyes on me, and it would be wise to avoid further. It seemed that my questioning had gotten back to her via another member of the Order. Momodi requested I meet her at the Adventurer’s Guild shortly after. Our doors are always open for those who are eager to learn.” Thereafter… Who knows? You may well discover the method yourself. “You are free, of course, to take the Order’s vows and make of yourself a Thaumaturge. With that, he requested that I leave the subject alone from now on. However, every attempt (without exceptions) had failed. He continued to state that for many years the Thaumaturge’s Guild members had tried to converse with the dead. Corguevais wandered off and I made my way back to Mumuepo.įor a moment, it seemed he did not recognise me, but then the strange feeling occurred once more and he returned to what he had been stating earlier in regards to the dead being gone, and that one could not converse with them. He requested to take responsibility for settling the man’s affairs.
He revealed that he, too, came from Ala Mhigo and knew of Warbuton. Around the back of the Ossuary’s halls Corguevais had begun conversation with Master Mumuepo. Soon after, those gathered left, having said their prayers or having talked to who they needed to talk. The Lalafell shrugged wand walked off, leaving her to her own devices. They could delve into the subconscious with their dark arts.į'lhaminn reminded Mumuepo that the dark arts should never be used on the young, everyone both inside and out of the Ossuary knew this. He offered her the use of their skills on Warbuton’s daughter, as they could get information and memories from those still alive whether the person realised they had such memories or not. Mumuepo told her that he’d investigate further with the remains he had. However, while his soul belonged to Thal. The Lalafell was indeed concerned, but admitted to her that the powers she sought from them, conversing with the dead, simply did not exist. Had I simply blacked out again, or was this something different? Whatever the case, F'lhaminn told Mumuepo of how Warbuton had come from Ala Mhigo and seemed to be carrying important information regarding a potential attack from the Empire. I wandered around the Ossuary to find Mumuepo and F'lhaminn talking. I’m not sure whether it was another blacking out, or something else, but after a moment of. It seemed that F'lhaminn had been asking on the subject quite a lot since the passing of Warbuton. There was a moment of blacking out and the next thing I knew he seemed to have all the information he needed. At least, that’s what I imagined were to happen. “Master Mumuepo” as Yayake called him took me to one side and we began to talk more. I didn’t get chance to reply before another member of the Ossuary appeared. However, when I mentioned resurrection of the dead she got rather aggressive on the fact “That which has been given over to Thal shall not be taken back!” Asking where I’d heard such madness. She heard word from Momodi that I was interested in joining the Thaumaturge’s guild. At the Ossuary, conversation with Yayake began.
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