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[rolands_heir]

[[Directed at Erk; not filtered from anybody]]

Erk, might I borrow a moment of your time? I've remembered something...troubling, and I need to see if you, a fellow Elibean, could clear up part of this issue.

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[frumpyface]

What can I do to help, milord?

[rolands_heir]

Would you happen to know of a "living legend" in the Nabata desert?

[frumpyface]

...I know vaguely of the area in question, but nothing further than that. I apologize, the words ring hollow.

[rolands_heir]

...I see. Well, thank you regardless.

[frumpyface]

A living legend, though. Was there any other context? I may see if I can find any information while I'm at work.

[rolands_heir]

Well...Lord Uther -- the marquess of Ostia -- had reports that things were stirring in Bern. When we went to set out, though, he told us to go the other way, to Missur. He said, "Go meet the living legend."

[frumpyface]

Uther, Ostia, Missur, Nabata, living legend. I'll see what I can find, milord.