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Frilaa's Lost Husband
Required: 1000 trias.
→ to Frilaa
YOU: Can I help you?
NPC: I don't need anything right now.
NPC: My husband will provide for me, I hope.
- Frilaa's tail lowers a bit and she looks away. -
YOU: Tell me about your husband.
NPC: My husband Jalar is one of the richest merchants in Hydlaa and he loves me very dearly.
- Frilaa looks back at you and thinks for a moment before continuing. -
NPC: But.
NPC: well.
NPC: I am beginning to get worried about him.
NPC: I haven't seen him for several days, and usually he tells me before embarking on lengthy journeys.
- Frilaa looks about uneasily. -
NPC: I don't mean to impose, but would you be willing to find him and ensure that he is safe?
NPC: I will make sure that he rewards you, of course.
- Frilaa nods, more to herself than to you. -
YOU: Yes, yes.
YOU: Sure I will help, where should I start?
NPC: Thank you so very much!
NPC: I am very grateful for your help.
NPC: My husband is always on good terms with the Vigesimi of Hydlaa.
- Frilaa smiles and looks proud of this fact before her expression grows anxious again. -
NPC: Perhaps you should talk to her?
NPC: Please hurry back!
→ to Amidison
YOU: I am enquiring about Jalar, on behalf of Frilaa.
NPC: Ah yes, Jalar.
NPC: He came to talk to me about a week ago.
NPC: He seemed a bit troubled.
- Amidison closes her eyes and ponders for a minute. -
NPC: Ah, of course.
NPC: He said he was going to Ojaveda 'on important business.' If you need to speak with him, I'd suggest that you ask about him there.
NPC: Good luck on your journey, Madam.
→ to Brado
YOU: I am looking for Jalar; seen him around?
NPC: My server Fruntar mentioned something about that fellow a few days ago.
NPC: Why don't you ask him?
→ to Fruntar
YOU: I am looking for Jalar.
NPC: The rich merchant?
NPC: Ah, yes, I do think saw a him a few days ago.
NPC: He was walking with some rogues on the Hydlaa road.
NPC: They seemed to be guarding him, but I only saw them for a minute.
NPC: They turned off not too far from here in Ojaveda.
- Fruntar looks toward the tavern's doorway with an anxious expression. -
NPC: You don't think that maybe…
NPC: oh, oh dear, I hope he is all right.
→ to Enack
YOU: I am looking for the merchant Jalar.
NPC: Ah, yes, the 'aristocrat.'
- Enack laughs darkly. -
NPC: Someone looking for him, eh?
NPC: Well, I do have some information, but as you know, I'm a merchant.
NPC: it will be one thousand tria if you want to hear what I know.
NPC: You going to pay it?
YOU: Yes, I will pay.
NPC: All right then, hand it over.
YOU: Here, take it.
NPC: Ah, thank you for your cooperation.
NPC: Basically, it looks like our aristocratic friend has managed to offend the rogues somehow.
NPC: I'm not entirely sure how this happened, but they are none too happy with him.
NPC: He might still be alive, but you won't be able to get to him now, as he's under heavy guard.
NPC: I'd recommend you tell whoever's looking for him that he was captured.
→ to Frilaa
YOU: He was captured
NPC: Heavens no!
NPC: How could this happen?
NPC: I must get help immediately.
NPC: The guard must be raised.
NPC: Perhaps the Vigesimi will help.
NPC: They were good friends…
- She pauses for a second, looking about dazedly. -
NPC: I promised you a reward, did I not?
NPC: Well, my husband isn't here to open the safe, I cannot give you as much as I might like, but I will give what I can.
NPC: Thank you for your help.
- She hands you two Circles before returning to her rescue plans. -
NPC: Farewell, Madam!
Reward: 1297 tria, 9400 xp