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| Go to Baishi and purchase Sake from Kiun Baicho the Barkeeper at 49.5S 62.8E. Run south to the Drunken Madman at 53.0S 61.0E and give him some Sake. Enter the portal he opens to Walled Portals, then take the Outside Accursed Halls Portal. Use the stairs to get out of the fort and run north to Chalicmere Castle at 17.0S 57.3W. You can either unlock the front door (Resistance 242) or use the roofs to jump your way over the wall.
| Go to [[Baishi]] and purchase [[Sake]] from [[Kiun Baicho the Barkeeper]] at 49.5S 62.8E. Run south to the [[Drunken Madman]] at 53.0S 61.0E and give him some [[Sake]]. Enter the portal he opens to Walled Portals, then take the Outside Accursed Halls Portal. Use the stairs to get out of the fort and run north to [[Chalicmere Castle]] at 17.0S 57.3W. You can either unlock the front door (Resistance 242) or use the roofs to jump your way over the wall.
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Revision as of 15:10, 17 June 2008

Faladha the Emissary

Introduced during: To Raise a Banner of Flame

NPC Summary
Name: Faladha the Emissary
Title: None
Race: Undead
Location: 17.0S 57.4W in the Direlands
Route: Go to Baishi and purchase Sake from Kiun Baicho the Barkeeper at 49.5S 62.8E. Run south to the Drunken Madman at 53.0S 61.0E and give him some Sake. Enter the portal he opens to Walled Portals, then take the Outside Accursed Halls Portal. Use the stairs to get out of the fort and run north to Chalicmere Castle at 17.0S 57.3W. You can either unlock the front door (Resistance 242) or use the roofs to jump your way over the wall.
Related
Quests:
Lady Aerfalle (Quest)
Aerlinthe (access)


The dead man turns and looks down the rotted remains of his nose at you. A cool, aristocratic presence invades your mind, and seems to speak in Roulean. "You are foolish to come here, outlander. This is the castle called Chalicmere, fortress of the Latzimestal faction..."
"Ah, but such subtleties are beyond you. To your barbarian eye, we are merely corpses and bones, all alike and monstrous. Yet it is not so, and these rotting forms you revile shaped the destinies of men and kingdoms far beyond your ken.
"Obstruct me not, whelp. I have urgent traffic with the Lords of the Latzimestal... unless you will give me a note worth 10,000 pyreal. Then I shall grant you all the adventure you desire, if you be mighty enough to use my passage. Yet I shall not suffer barbarians in my home, and will prevent you from conjuring the gate yourself."