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Citadel Library
Quests Gaerlan's Citadel
Restrictions Level: 20
Quest Flagged
Tieable: No
Recallable: No
Summonable: No
Coordinates 17.1N, 63.0E
near Eastham
Nearest LS 17.8N, 64.3E
Route See Gaerlan's Citadel
Map Files: ACMaps Map
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Map Dereth Point

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Notes

  • No creatures, just an Escher like maze of stairs and books and floating candles

Creatures

None

Items and Objects

Portals

Dialog

Message from bookshelf 1

A ghostly hand extends and places a book into your hand.

Bookshelf gives you Decrepit Tome.

A book wreathed in flame thrusts itself into your hands.

Bookshelf gives you Fiery Tome.

A chilling hand grabs yours and places a book in your hand.

Bookshelf gives you Icy Tome.

A scent of brimstone accompanies the hand that appears to place a book in your hand.

Bookshelf gives you Ebuillant Tome.

A low hum is heard as a hand extends from the bookcase and places a book into your hand.

Bookshelf gives you Charged Tome.
Messages from bookshelf 1, after obtaining books

A voice whispers, "These are the notes of the peoples of the chill, they who served the master, the splendor, the glory. Disturb them not."

There is the sound of a hammer falling against stone, all around you. It is dark, and the smell of befouled earth fills your nostrils.

Your heads pounds. A stream of mana flows over and through you washing away your flesh and leaving only your bones. You feel closer to magic, though you are weaker of form. The vision ends as does the pain in your skull.
Messages from bookshelf 2

A chill wind passes over your body. "You live still. We hunger so for life. Will you join us?"

A light breeze and the scent of rotting meat wash over you. Your stomach threatens to revolt for a moment. You see a ceremonial robe upon your body and feel the cold of stone on your back. A slender woman with gentle features stands above you holding a curved dagger. She mutters in a language that you do not know and plunges the dagger into your heart. As life ebbs, you hear a gentle song being sung about you.

A shrill voice says in your mind, "Is she fallen? How was this temple freed?"

A snake-man dresses you in a fine silken robe. Nearby a woman cries, at her feet a small child with golden eyes attempts to stifle the tears which brim at his eyes. You smile, and turn from them and are led toward an altar by the snake-man.

"Silence in this room, we may no longer have forms, but still we read and live."

The hair on your neck rises as a voice sounds in your mind. "Once we were, but our souls linger, given to him, given to him..."

There is the smell of something sweet nearby. The moons are large and high above your head. Four spires the color of sea-foam rise about you, and a chill wind blows. You taste blood, and the heady scent of sage fills your senses. You cough and shower yourself in blood.

You sense eyes staring at you from the darkness.

Your head fills with the sound of a banshee's wail.
Messages from bookshelf 3

A voice says, "He commands the spirits here now, blood given to the Blood."

Bookshelf gives you Leather Bound Tome.
Messages from bookshelf 3, after obtaining the book

Bookshelf tells you, "He knows you are here and he will be prepared. He stole his throne. Take it back for the master."

A light breeze surrounds you momentarily. You see a city of alabaster, sapphire and gold stretching toward the sky. Skyships the color of the sun traverse the sky. A man wearing a cerulean crown walks toward you and hands you a missive. As you open the document he stretches his hand forward holding a brooch for you.

A soft voice alights upon your ear, "We watch this age with baited breath. Slowly it slips from the grasp of the race that held this world. Now it is anothers."

As you step over the threshold into the small room you are immediately drawn to the bookcase before you. It is as though it calls your name. As you approach its hands reach toward you and offer knowledge to you.

The trials left you shaken but you were prepared for much worse. You shoulder your weight against your staff and rest a moment, age it seems has the better of you. Your wrinkled skin makes you feel ill, there is still so much to accomplish. You sense the hundreds of eyes within the room and call to them.

You are sitting at a table in this very room as a chill shakes you to your soul. You feel breath brush against your neck. You turn but there is no one to be seen. The candles flicker as a breeze fills the room. You gently close your book and call upon fire to form beside you. A minor elemental appears. A small prism within your robes turns to dust.

You stumble as the staircase shifts beneath your feet. You maintain your balance as they slide to the far wall.
(Dialog that was already present on this page, source unknown)

You run your hand over the cover of the tome and pull the other from within your pack. The first was found in Xarabydun, this new tome is its equal, the second in a set of three. One more and your knowledge shall be complete.

You smile as the companion novel slides from the bookshelf. You now have all you need.

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Verdict

  • Dungeon added.