Now, if you would please excuse me.įerry Skipper: Hah! “Take me back to the Isles of Umbra,” he/she jests! As if anyone would ever want to─ Oh, I see you're serious. Speak to the man guarding the gate─I'm sure he'll let you in. Here, take your pot and go on without me.Ĭeana: You've harvested corrupted crystals before, right? So it isn't as though you require my assistance. All right, then, climb aboard.Ĭeana: Th-Th-This doesn't seem all that bad.Ĭeana: I'm not saying I'd like to build a summer home here, but─ Oh, the hells with this. However, as that is not particularly heroic, you might as well make an earnest attempt to change his mind.ĭialogue Ceana: Fine, fine! I fail to see the justification for dragging me along on your journey, but if you insist, I will go as well.Ĭeana: But Twelve as my witness, if you leave me behind to be devoured by some horrid abomination, I.I shall come back to haunt you!įerry Skipper: Hah! “Take me to the Isles of Umbra,” he/she bids! As if it's as simple as─ Oh, I see you've got a writ of passage. It would be easy to slay the man and proceed inside to claim your crystal. Though Davyd understands your intent, he is nevertheless unable to oblige you.In the end, Ceana succumbs to her fear and flees back to the mainland, though not before returning your warded pot to you, and instructing you to speak with the man standing guard at the gates to Pharos Sirius.Even so, you observe that Ceana's hands are visibly shaking as she grips your warded pot. A cursory survey of the shore reveals no signs of undead. Speak with the ferry skipper to begin your journey. At your insistence, Ceana agrees to accompany you to the Isles of Umbra to help you acquire a corrupted crystal.Ceana has no desire to journey to the Isles of Umbra.
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