Dead Is Dead
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Dead Is Dead
- Quest giver
- Corentiaux
- Location
- Coerthas Central Highlands (X:26.7, Y:17.5)
- Level
- 37
- Required quest
- The Rose and the Unicorn
- Experience
- 4,370
- Gil
- 1,861
- Next quest
- Don't Light My Fire
- Patch
- 2.0
“How many ways can a man die well? Corentiaux wishes to speak to you of this and more.
— In-game description
Steps
- Collect hides from snow wolf pups.
- Report to Corentiaux.
Journal
- How many ways can a man die well? Corentiaux wishes to speak to you of this and more.
- House Fortemps has placed a reward n the heads of snow wolves responsible for attacks on the supply train. Though not even yearlings, the beasts are vicious and have a taste for man-flesh. Slay four wolves and skin them as proof of your deed.
- Where there were four wolves, there are now four pelts and a churn of red snow. You have scoured the blood from your hands, and are now ready to return to Corentiaux with the proof.
- Many in the High Houses prefer to leave problems unsolved rather than ask for assistance from adventurers-- especially when the problem is a lowly predator and the prey is a lowly servant or ten. Corentiaux speaks of this with more than a trace of bitterness. Unusual it is for a knight, and possibly dangerous...
Dialogue
Accepting the Quest
Corentiaux: A word, adventurer. House Fortemps has just called a reward on the snow wolves that harass out supply trains. These creatures are the most dangerous when young and starved, and this litter of four is both. Corentiaux: I lost two good men to these wolves. Had they been knights, the hunting horns would have sounded ere their blood had rusted! I would see you avenge them, and the reward is a fair one. Bring back the hides and we shall both gain what we seek.
Reporting to Corentiaux
Corentiaux: From that smug look on your face, I should say there are four fewer wolves in Coerthas today. Show me the pelts and complete your triumph. <hand over Snow Wolf Hides> Corentiaux: These are they, see you the markings here. With these hell-pups gone, all our people shall breathe easier. How near it is that we scorn death in the maws of a ravening beast! These men died in battle as surely as any on the dragon-pyre. Corentiaux: When knights are thin upon the ground, it is the lowly of the house who suffer—grooms and washers, porters and yeomen. Our house patches with adventurers whatever is threadbare, but... Corentiaux: Some of the other High Houses continue to bar the gates against outlanders altogether, or treat them with such disdain that any service they accept must surely bear a taint. Corentiaux: Honor is in how justly we treat others who serve the cause alongside us, in life and death. Out of honor flows all that makes a man of a boy, a woman of a girl. Surely when we meet Halone in the afterlife, 'tis honor She judges, not pride.