| Description |
Kelmordia the cleanser grows visibly more agitated as her diagram flares
with warning signs, revealing that something more than trauma is anchoring
the manor's curse in place, deposits of crystallized time hidden somewhere
within its walls. Swallowing her pride just enough to ask for help, she
needs an adventurer to track down seven small heaps of this strange black
sand, likely hidden in glass containers scattered through the cursed
grounds. It's a searching task layered atop the manor's darker mysteries,
demanding a fighter capable of surviving what still lurks among the lost
souls there. Kelmordia's gratitude comes wrapped in her usual sharp tongue,
but it's gratitude all the same. |
