| “ | My muse shall not speak to such as thee. | ” |
Three Performers are found standing in an open area that's located between some bleachers and The Great Gazib in the Carnival area. One of the performers will chase you down upon sight and recite part of a poem; talked too again, the poem can be heard again. The other two will give some details about Prism the Sculptor which adds appropriate entries in the quest section of your Journal.
Nosferatu[]
| “ | ...and there she lay, pale and bloodless at my side! Woeful be the path of the elves, said I. Woeful be the path of all who trod this glade, for Nosferatu's once-fair love— has died, oh she has died... ...'midst coffers full and coffins bare, there came the fearsome devil-bat! Red blood, red eyes, and ruddy hair but none more red than two sharp teeth that glistened there... |
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Prisim the Sculpter[]
"It's odd for the sculptor Prism to miss a festival, though he's always been rather driven in his work. Even though he's been missing a month, I thought he would come to the festival."
| “ | A Nashkel sculptor by the name of Prism is the talk of the town. Intensely driven they say. He has not been seen for nigh unto a month. | ” |
— journal entry | ||
"The local sculptor has not been the same since his trip to Evereska."
| “ | Prism seemed changed after his trip to Evereska. | ” |
— journal entry | ||
"Prism carves with unnatural speed; 'tis surely unhealthy."
| “ | No one could carve as fast as Prism produces new works. | ” |
— journal entry | ||
Gallery[]
See also[]
- Circus Performer