Report to Niarltah (4) - Revision history

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	{{Intro		{{Intro
	\| Patch Introduced = [[From the Darkness Born]]		\| Patch Introduced = [[From the Darkness Born]]
	\| Related Quests = [[~~Hidden Entrance Quest~~]]		\| Related Quests = [[Burun History]]
	\| Updated =		\| Updated =
	}}		}}
	{{~~Standard Text~~		{{Item
	\| Name = Report to Niarltah		\| Name = Report to Niarltah
	\| Icon Image = Report to Niarltah (4) Icon.png		\| Icon Image = Report to Niarltah (4) Icon.png
			\| Live Image = Report to Niarltah (4) Live.jpg
			\| Live Image Caption = Report to Niarltah (4)
			\| Value = 10
			\| Burden = 25
			\| Additional = 7 of 7 pages full.
	\| Description =		\| Description =
	\| Special Properties = [[Attuned]], [[Bonded]]		\| Special Properties = [[Attuned]], [[Bonded]]
	\| Author = ~~Ikakhe~~		}}
	~~\| How Obtained = The fourth of eleven reports, found in the~~ [[~~Underway]] dungeon. See [[Report to Niarltah~~]] ~~for all reports.~~		{{Textbox
	~~\| Vendors Link = False~~		\| Author = [[Ikakhe]]
	\| Torgluuk has assumed a shorter schedule. This has allowed us to take the book more consistently but for shorter periods. We endeavor to complete the translation for you.<br><br>Ikakhe		\| Torgluuk has assumed a shorter schedule. This has allowed us to take the book more consistently but for shorter periods. We endeavor to complete the translation for you.<br><br>Ikakhe

	\| Translation<br><br>Gone for so long, the Fiazhat had thought the voices and the singers gone. Then their voices returned and they came again with gifts. The mucor was first to feel this gift.<br><br>Splitting along the veins of the world, the singers forced a liquid fire. It hummed with the force of bomutur's wings and flowed like the first muuldu.		----
			Translation<br><br>Gone for so long, the Fiazhat had thought the voices and the singers gone. Then their voices returned and they came again with gifts. The mucor was first to feel this gift.<br><br>Splitting along the veins of the world, the singers forced a liquid fire. It hummed with the force of bomutur's wings and flowed like the first muuldu.

	\| It took on a life its own, a new life of glowing embers that fed into the water and reinforced the strength of the world. They left and returned for hundreds of cycles; still unseen by their servants, still known by the mucor and the Burun.<br><br>Changes began in the world. The Burun felt strength in their blood and chanted to The Sleeping One. Their chants beget miracles that bathed the world in rain. But they were not the only ones changed.		----
			It took on a life its own, a new life of glowing embers that fed into the water and reinforced the strength of the world. They left and returned for hundreds of cycles; still unseen by their servants, still known by the mucor and the Burun.<br><br>Changes began in the world. The Burun felt strength in their blood and chanted to The Sleeping One. Their chants beget miracles that bathed the world in rain. But they were not the only ones changed.

	\| The moar had gone from harmless beast to beasts that breathed fire, ice or acid. Their small claws dripped ichor that charged the wounds they cut. Still prey, the moar became dangerous and the Burun developed arts to protect themselves through chants and rites gifts of the The Sleeping One and mucor's offspring.		----
			The moar had gone from harmless beast to beasts that breathed fire, ice or acid. Their small claws dripped ichor that charged the wounds they cut. Still prey, the moar became dangerous and the Burun developed arts to protect themselves through chants and rites gifts of the The Sleeping One and mucor's offspring.

	\| Burun grew more confident and curious. Spreading across the swamps and mire into the lands where the iallootu grew tall and the land grew hard. But the land was drier and their skin cracked and peeled away. The made their way back to the comfort of the shuuktuuk and mucor where they ate and learned the secrets of the past.		----
			Burun grew more confident and curious. Spreading across the swamps and mire into the lands where the iallootu grew tall and the land grew hard. But the land was drier and their skin cracked and peeled away. The made their way back to the comfort of the shuuktuuk and mucor where they ate and learned the secrets of the past.

	\| The Fiazhat grew driven. Charging forth at the behest of their false gods. They grew hoods that sheltered them from The Sleeping Ones eye. Two sets of arms grew from their bodies and they rose from their bellies to powerful tails.		----
			The Fiazhat grew driven. Charging forth at the behest of their false gods. They grew hoods that sheltered them from The Sleeping Ones eye. Two sets of arms grew from their bodies and they rose from their bellies to powerful tails.

	They crafted long sticks into devices meant for poking and killing. They took the sinew of the iallootu and strapped them to the saplings of the alooki. They hollowed the shells of the gantha roa and wore them in plates tied with more sinew. They grew lustful of blood and sought war on all life.		They crafted long sticks into devices meant for poking and killing. They took the sinew of the iallootu and strapped them to the saplings of the alooki. They hollowed the shells of the gantha roa and wore them in plates tied with more sinew. They grew lustful of blood and sought war on all life.

	\| For the next eight thousand cycles they make war and try to force themselves into the swamps. They fail as the Burun develop stronger rites to drive their foes away. But Fiazhat numbers grow and the first clutches rise and follow one another through the mire migrating away from the encroaching Fiazhat threat.		----
			For the next eight thousand cycles they make war and try to force themselves into the swamps. They fail as the Burun develop stronger rites to drive their foes away. But Fiazhat numbers grow and the first clutches rise and follow one another through the mire migrating away from the encroaching Fiazhat threat.

	}}		}}
	== Notes ==		== Notes ==
	[[~~File:~~Report to Niarltah ~~(4) Live.jpg\|frame~~]]		* The fourth of eleven reports, found in the [[Underway]] dungeon. See [[Report to Niarltah]] for all reports.
	* Pickup timer: 20 days		* Give to [[Ydnew]] for an experience reward and the {{itemlink\|Silken Wrap}}:
	* Give to [[Ydnew]] ~~in [[Yanshi]].~~		{{Dialog
	~~:<font color=green>~~You give Ydnew Report to Niarltah.		\|You give Ydnew Report to Niarltah.
	~~:<font color=darkgoldenrod>~~Ydnew tells you, "This will provide us with more information than we currently have. You are to be thanked for your efforts."~~</font>~~		\|Ydnew tells you, "This will provide us with more information than we currently have. You are to be thanked for your efforts."
	:Ydnew gives you Silken Wrap.		\|You've earned 4,500,000 experience.
	:~~You've earned 1,700,000 experience~~.~~</font>~~		\|Ydnew gives you Silken Wrap.
			}}
			* Quest timer on pickup: 20 hours.

			[[Category:Text Items]]

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	\| Special Properties = [[Attuned]], [[Bonded]]		\| Special Properties = [[Attuned]], [[Bonded]]
	\| Author = Ikakhe		\| Author = Ikakhe
	\| How Obtained = ~~Found on floor at on the end~~ of the [[Underway]] dungeon ~~near the portal to~~ [[~~Tunnels~~]].		\| How Obtained = The fourth of eleven reports, found in the [[Underway]] dungeon. See [[Report to Niarltah]] for all reports.
	\| Vendors Link = False		\| Vendors Link = False
	\| Torgluuk has assumed a shorter schedule. This has allowed us to take the book more consistently but for shorter periods. We endeavor to complete the translation for you.		\| Torgluuk has assumed a shorter schedule. This has allowed us to take the book more consistently but for shorter periods. We endeavor to complete the translation for you.<br><br>Ikakhe

	~~Ikakhe~~		\| Translation<br><br>Gone for so long, the Fiazhat had thought the voices and the singers gone. Then their voices returned and they came again with gifts. The mucor was first to feel this gift.<br><br>Splitting along the veins of the world, the singers forced a liquid fire. It hummed with the force of bomutur's wings and flowed like the first muuldu.
	\| Translation

	~~Gone for so long~~, the ~~Fiazhat had thought~~ the ~~voices and~~ the ~~singers gone~~. ~~Then~~ their ~~voices returned~~ and ~~they came again with gifts~~. The ~~mucor was first~~ to ~~feel this gift~~.		\| It took on a life its own, a new life of glowing embers that fed into the water and reinforced the strength of the world. They left and returned for hundreds of cycles; still unseen by their servants, still known by the mucor and the Burun.<br><br>Changes began in the world. The Burun felt strength in their blood and chanted to The Sleeping One. Their chants beget miracles that bathed the world in rain. But they were not the only ones changed.

	~~Splitting along the veins of the world~~, ~~the singers forced a liquid fire~~. ~~It hummed with the force of bomutur's wings and flowed like~~ the ~~first muuldu~~.		\| The moar had gone from harmless beast to beasts that breathed fire, ice or acid. Their small claws dripped ichor that charged the wounds they cut. Still prey, the moar became dangerous and the Burun developed arts to protect themselves through chants and rites gifts of the The Sleeping One and mucor's offspring.
	~~\| It took on a life its own~~, ~~a new life of glowing embers that fed into~~ the ~~water~~ and ~~reinforced~~ the ~~strength~~ of the ~~world. They left~~ and ~~returned for hundreds of cycles; still unseen by their servants, still known by the~~ mucor ~~and the Burun~~.

	~~Changes began in the world. The Burun felt strength in their blood and chanted to The Sleeping One. Their chants beget miracles that bathed the world in rain. But they were not the only ones changed.~~
	\| The moar had gone from harmless beast to beasts that breathed fire, ice or acid. Their small claws dripped ichor that charged the wounds they cut. Still prey, the moar became dangerous and the Burun developed arts to protect themselves through chants and rites gifts of the The Sleeping One and mucor's offspring.
	\| Burun grew more confident and curious. Spreading across the swamps and mire into the lands where the iallootu grew tall and the land grew hard. But the land was drier and their skin cracked and peeled away. The made their way back to the comfort of the shuuktuuk and mucor where they ate and learned the secrets of the past.		\| Burun grew more confident and curious. Spreading across the swamps and mire into the lands where the iallootu grew tall and the land grew hard. But the land was drier and their skin cracked and peeled away. The made their way back to the comfort of the shuuktuuk and mucor where they ate and learned the secrets of the past.

	\| The Fiazhat grew driven. Charging forth at the behest of their false gods. They grew hoods that sheltered them from The Sleeping Ones eye. Two sets of arms grew from their bodies and they rose from their bellies to powerful tails.		\| The Fiazhat grew driven. Charging forth at the behest of their false gods. They grew hoods that sheltered them from The Sleeping Ones eye. Two sets of arms grew from their bodies and they rose from their bellies to powerful tails.

	They crafted long sticks into devices meant for poking and killing. They took the sinew of the iallootu and strapped them to the saplings of the alooki. They hollowed the shells of the gantha roa and wore them in plates tied with more sinew. They grew lustful of blood and sought war on all life.		They crafted long sticks into devices meant for poking and killing. They took the sinew of the iallootu and strapped them to the saplings of the alooki. They hollowed the shells of the gantha roa and wore them in plates tied with more sinew. They grew lustful of blood and sought war on all life.

	\| For the next eight thousand cycles they make war and try to force themselves into the swamps. They fail as the Burun develop stronger rites to drive their foes away. But Fiazhat numbers grow and the first clutches rise and follow one another through the mire migrating away from the encroaching Fiazhat threat.		\| For the next eight thousand cycles they make war and try to force themselves into the swamps. They fail as the Burun develop stronger rites to drive their foes away. But Fiazhat numbers grow and the first clutches rise and follow one another through the mire migrating away from the encroaching Fiazhat threat.

	}}		}}
	== Notes ==		== Notes ==
	[[File:Report to Niarltah (4) Live.jpg\|frame~~\|Found on ground.~~]]		[[File:Report to Niarltah (4) Live.jpg\|frame]]
	* See [[Report to Niarltah]] for all reports.
	* Pickup timer: 20 days		* Pickup timer: 20 days
	* Give to [[Ydnew]] in [[Yanshi]].		* Give to [[Ydnew]] in [[Yanshi]].
			:<font color=green>You give Ydnew Report to Niarltah.
			:<font color=darkgoldenrod>Ydnew tells you, "This will provide us with more information than we currently have. You are to be thanked for your efforts."</font>
			:Ydnew gives you Silken Wrap.
			:You've earned 1,700,000 experience.</font>

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	[[File:Report to Niarltah (4) Live.jpg\|frame\|Found on ground.]]		[[File:Report to Niarltah (4) Live.jpg\|frame\|Found on ground.]]
	* See [[Report to Niarltah]] for all reports.		* See [[Report to Niarltah]] for all reports.
			* Pickup timer: 20 days
	* Give to [[Ydnew]] in [[Yanshi]].		* Give to [[Ydnew]] in [[Yanshi]].

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{{Intro
| Patch Introduced = [[From the Darkness Born]]
| Related Quests = [[Hidden Entrance Quest]]
| Updated =
}}
{{Standard Text
| Name = Report to Niarltah
| Icon Image = Report to Niarltah (4) Icon.png
| Description =
| Special Properties = [[Attuned]], [[Bonded]]
| Author = Ikakhe
| How Obtained = Found on floor at on the end of the [[Underway]] dungeon near the portal to [[Tunnels]].
| Vendors Link = False
| Torgluuk has assumed a shorter schedule. This has allowed us to take the book more consistently but for shorter periods. We endeavor to complete the translation for you.

Ikakhe
| Translation

Gone for so long, the Fiazhat had thought the voices and the singers gone. Then their voices returned and they came again with gifts. The mucor was first to feel this gift.

Splitting along the veins of the world, the singers forced a liquid fire. It hummed with the force of bomutur's wings and flowed like the first muuldu.
| It took on a life its own, a new life of glowing embers that fed into the water and reinforced the strength of the world. They left and returned for hundreds of cycles; still unseen by their servants, still known by the mucor and the Burun.

Changes began in the world. The Burun felt strength in their blood and chanted to The Sleeping One. Their chants beget miracles that bathed the world in rain. But they were not the only ones changed.
| The moar had gone from harmless beast to beasts that breathed fire, ice or acid. Their small claws dripped ichor that charged the wounds they cut. Still prey, the moar became dangerous and the Burun developed arts to protect themselves through chants and rites gifts of the The Sleeping One and mucor's offspring.
| Burun grew more confident and curious. Spreading across the swamps and mire into the lands where the iallootu grew tall and the land grew hard. But the land was drier and their skin cracked and peeled away. The made their way back to the comfort of the shuuktuuk and mucor where they ate and learned the secrets of the past.
| The Fiazhat grew driven. Charging forth at the behest of their false gods. They grew hoods that sheltered them from The Sleeping Ones eye. Two sets of arms grew from their bodies and they rose from their bellies to powerful tails.

They crafted long sticks into devices meant for poking and killing. They took the sinew of the iallootu and strapped them to the saplings of the alooki. They hollowed the shells of the gantha roa and wore them in plates tied with more sinew. They grew lustful of blood and sought war on all life.
| For the next eight thousand cycles they make war and try to force themselves into the swamps. They fail as the Burun develop stronger rites to drive their foes away. But Fiazhat numbers grow and the first clutches rise and follow one another through the mire migrating away from the encroaching Fiazhat threat.
}}
== Notes ==
[[File:Report to Niarltah (4) Live.jpg|frame|Found on ground.]]
* See [[Report to Niarltah]] for all reports.
* Give to [[Ydnew]] in [[Yanshi]].