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  |      Weaknesses = All
  |      Weaknesses = All
  |        Attacks = Cold, [[Hollow]]
  |        Attacks = Cold, [[Hollow]]
  |        Trophies = 10x {{Creature Item List Large|Ebon Spine Harpoon (TW)|Ebon Spine Harpoon (Spear)|Clay Figurine|Dire Mattekar Paw|Dread Mattekar Paw|Small Mattekar Hide|Mattekar Hide|Ivory Gromnie Hide|Thin Gromnie Hide|Thick Gromnie Hide}}
  |        Trophies = {{Creature Item List|Ebon Spine Harpoon (Missile Weapons)|qty1=10|Ebon Spine Harpoon (Heavy Weapons)|Clay Figurine|Dire Mattekar Paw|Dread Mattekar Paw|Small Mattekar Hide|Mattekar Hide|Ivory Gromnie Hide|Thin Gromnie Hide|Thick Gromnie Hide}}
  |  Wielded Items = {{Icon|Ebon Spine Harpoon (Spear)}}
  |  Wielded Items = {{Icon|Ebon Spine Harpoon (Spear)}}
}}
}}
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* Sings songs and gives other messages that can be heard by anyone nearby (see below).
* Sings songs and gives other messages that can be heard by anyone nearby (see below).
{{Spawn Map|{{PAGENAME}}}}
{{Spawn Map|{{PAGENAME}}}}
* When attacked:
 
<font color=green>
== Dialog ==
:Ralirea grunts as he swings his harpoon, "[Player Name], I am among the greatest of the Aun hunters. You have little chance against me. Go you on your ways, and leave my party be."</font>
{{Dialog|
* If he kills you:
When attacked
:<font color=green>It should not have been this way. [Player Name], go in peace.</font>
|Ralirea grunts as he swings his harpoon, "[Player Name], I am among the greatest of the Aun hunters. You have little chance against me. Go you on your ways, and leave my party be."
* On death:
 
<font color=green>
If he kills you
:The mighty Ralirea sags from [Player Name]'s fatal blow. "Ah, Mirakah," he murmurs. "I shall not be able to fill our stores this winter. But I will meet you at the lodge, my love... at last..." So saying, the hunter passes like the wind over sea.</font>
|It should not have been this way. [Player Name], go in peace.
* Local broadcast messages:
 
<font color=green>
On death
:Ralirea sings, "In a distant land my love came to me
|The mighty Ralirea sags from [Player Name]'s fatal blow. "Ah, Mirakah," he murmurs. "I shall not be able to fill our stores this winter. But I will meet you at the lodge, my love... at last..." So saying, the hunter passes like the wind over sea.
:Her hair in braid and bow;
 
:And long ago over shining sea
Local broadcast messages
:My love was lost in a gate's blue glow.
|Ralirea sings, "In a distant land my love came to me
:'Where has she gone?' her mother wails.
|Her hair in braid and bow;
:'Where has she gone?' she asks of me.
|And long ago over shining sea
:The wind asks 'Where?' in the sails
|My love was lost in a gate's blue glow.
:As ever I search over land and sea.
|'Where has she gone?' her mother wails.
:In a distant land my love was lost.
|'Where has she gone?' she asks of me.
:I seek it still, wherever I go,
|The wind asks 'Where?' in the sails
:through snow and gale and storm and frost:
|As ever I search over land and sea.
:Just a glimpse,
|In a distant land my love was lost.
:one more glimpse,
|I seek it still, wherever I go,
:of that gate's blue glow."
|through snow and gale and storm and frost:
|Just a glimpse,
|one more glimpse,
|of that gate's blue glow."
----
----
:Ralirea grasps the small clay figurine that dangles from his neck, and holds it before the flickering light of the fire.
|Ralirea grasps the small clay figurine that dangles from his neck, and holds it before the flickering light of the fire.
----
----
:Ralirea pokes the wood of his fire with a stick, and a swarm of embers ascend like fireflies. The hunter watches them, and sighs. "Ever do they fade," he murmurs.
|Ralirea pokes the wood of his fire with a stick, and a swarm of embers ascend like fireflies. The hunter watches them, and sighs. "Ever do they fade," he murmurs.
-----
-----
:Ralirea looks away toward the distant sea, and murmurs, "Somewhere..."
|Ralirea looks away toward the distant sea, and murmurs, "Somewhere..."
----
----
:Ralirea sings, "The falling leaves glow red and gold,
|Ralirea sings, "The falling leaves glow red and gold,
:the colors of faded glory,
|the colors of faded glory,
:the colors of faded dreams.
|the colors of faded dreams.
:When I was young and strong and bold,
|When I was young and strong and bold,
:Ere I was old and hoary,
|Ere I was old and hoary,
:I knew that glory, so red, so gold---
|I knew that glory, so red, so gold---
:The colors of faded dreams."</font>
|The colors of faded dreams."
}}

Latest revision as of 13:23, 24 May 2015

Related topics: Aun Ralirea (Rumor)

Introduced:  Dark Majesty Related Quests:  Hunting Aun Ralirea
Aun Ralirea
Class Aun Tumerok
Level 80
XP 30,000
Luminance 0
Loot Tier 4
Attacks Cold, Hollow
Weaknesses All
Strength 250
Endurance 300
Coordination 250
Quickness 275
Focus 200
Self 270
Health 330
Stamina 600
Mana 270
Advanced Stats
Melee Attack
Melee Defense
Missile Attack
Missile Defense
Magic Attack
Magic Defense 267

Trophies

Notes Edit

Aun Ralirea Spawns

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maps available with downloadable Viewer.

Dialog Edit

When attacked

Ralirea grunts as he swings his harpoon, "[Player Name], I am among the greatest of the Aun hunters. You have little chance against me. Go you on your ways, and leave my party be."

If he kills you

It should not have been this way. [Player Name], go in peace.

On death

The mighty Ralirea sags from [Player Name]'s fatal blow. "Ah, Mirakah," he murmurs. "I shall not be able to fill our stores this winter. But I will meet you at the lodge, my love... at last..." So saying, the hunter passes like the wind over sea.

Local broadcast messages

Ralirea sings, "In a distant land my love came to me

Her hair in braid and bow;

And long ago over shining sea

My love was lost in a gate's blue glow.

'Where has she gone?' her mother wails.

'Where has she gone?' she asks of me.

The wind asks 'Where?' in the sails

As ever I search over land and sea.

In a distant land my love was lost.

I seek it still, wherever I go,

through snow and gale and storm and frost:

Just a glimpse,

one more glimpse,

of that gate's blue glow."

Ralirea grasps the small clay figurine that dangles from his neck, and holds it before the flickering light of the fire.

Ralirea pokes the wood of his fire with a stick, and a swarm of embers ascend like fireflies. The hunter watches them, and sighs. "Ever do they fade," he murmurs.

Ralirea looks away toward the distant sea, and murmurs, "Somewhere..."

Ralirea sings, "The falling leaves glow red and gold,

the colors of faded glory,

the colors of faded dreams.

When I was young and strong and bold,

Ere I was old and hoary,

I knew that glory, so red, so gold---

The colors of faded dreams."