Mysterious Moglin

Mysterious Moglin is the ninth quest in The Hall of Memories - Darkovian Wing.

Dialogue
«Scene: Floating atop a rock in Isle d'Oriens»

Zorbak: Why exactly are we meeting HERE of all places, Kabroz? You know this sort of thing makes me motion-sick. Kabroz: For someone with as much innate talent and power as you have, brother... Zorbak: About time I get the acknowledgment I deserve. Kabroz: ...As I was saying: For someone with as much innate talent and power as you have, brother, at times you are remarkably stupid. One does not say "no" to this sort of request. Kabroz: And we're meeting here because it's close enough to observe without getting caught. Zorbak: Now YOU're being stupid, brother dearest... If you think no one will notice. Kabroz: Of COURSE they will notice, you dolt. The point is just to delay that notice long enough to do what we need to... Zorbak: How can you possibly think this will work? Kabroz: Let me worry about that. I have it worked out. Unfortunately, while I'm clearly the smarter of us, I'll need our combined power to pull this off. Zorbak: Meh... I still think this is foolish. I don't know how you think this will work, and I don't think how HE could think that, either. Abode: Enough arguing. I am sick of the fighting. It costs me quite a bit to be here now as it is, especially given the fact that it makes no sense I am here at all. *mumble: or anywhere else* Abode: Are you necromancers or not? Zorbak: Why not use one of the necromancers who Falerin already had in his pocket? Like those goody-good Brilhado, for instance. Abode: Oh? Are they more capable than you are, then? Kabroz: ... Darn it Zorbak! Abode: Alright. You can go. I will put in a call... Kabroz: He didn't mean that! Did you, brother? Abode: It is clear you are disinterested anyway. Clearly this challenge is too great for the likes of you. I can find others more suited to the task. Zorbak: Nonono, wait! I didn't say that! Abode: Given the debts the two of you have incurred, I should think NOT! Abode: Besides, the Brilhado are already engaged in affairs of their own, and Eldron is seeking Lanfiré Dupre. That, my dear moglins, leaves you two. Kabroz: Eldron? He was an option? Abode: Well, if he could slip his restrictions, yes. You might be very surprised just what sorts of magic Eldron "the Good" is "good" at. Zorbak: But how can... Abode: The plan does not need to work. Abode: Your necromancy only needs to interfere with his own attempts. That will be enough for us to transfer it here, and allow Falerin his rest. Kabroz: Far be it from me to question strange houses with grand plans... but your plot has a major hole in it. Abode: Oh? And what, pray tell, is that? Kabroz: Given just who... um, what... this is we are dealing with... Once we stop, he WILL just take it again. Kabroz: Besides, what makes you think he hasn't already succeeded in his attempt? Abode: If either of those things are true... then all of your debts will be forgiven shortly, and not just one of them. Kabroz: *gulp* Zorbak: Wait... How exactly is that a bad thing? Kabroz: Because, you dunderhead, there is only one way that such a thing could happen. Zorbak: Not...? Surely, you can't be serious. Abode: I am serious... and please, don't call me Shirley.

The scene fades to black...