Herododicus/Conversations
 |
Spoiler Warning: This article contains information normally only found in the course of advancing the main quest line. |
 |
This information is reliable as of patch 2.0.200.81. If this is no longer the current patch, you can help by updating it. |
|
|
This information is reliable as of patch 2.0.200.81. |
Contents
Start
.....oh... oh? Peace to all who canter in the House of the Coiled Lamb.
| [1] Who are you? | |
| [2] Do you know the Mark of Death? | |
| [3] How do I get to Brightsheol? | |
| [4] Why is this tomb unfinished? | |
| [5] Live and drink. | [End] |
Who
...oh..... I am Herodidcus, lapidary, lithographer, sculptor, calciminer, and biographer to the Coiled Lamb. I will tarry here until the Godhead passes on, and then I will canonize his deeds in high relief.
I've tarried for quite some time, now.... What a prodigious reign! Bless that Coiled Lamb!
| [1] The sultanate is dissolved. Resheph rules no longer. | |
| [2] How do I get to Brightsheol? | |
| [3] Why is this tomb unfinished? | |
| [4] Live and drink. | [End] |
SultanGone
.....oh.... oh.... Poor friend. The ironshank must be upsetting your digestion. The darkness must be blooming in your brain, making you slow and doltish.
The sultanate dissolved? Tidings would have reached me.... someone would have said so....
Oh... poor, doltish friend. You cantered too long outside the House of the Coiled Lamb, and now you are a dolt.
| [1] Who are you? | |
| [2] Do you know the Mark of Death? | |
| [3] How do I get to Brightsheol? | |
| [4] Why is this tomb unfinished? | |
| [5] Live and drink. | [End] |
Mark
Herododicus pauses.
I do. It's... it's... I am required to know the Mark of Death. Otherwise, I wouldn't know when the Coiled Lamb was dea.. is no long... when... if he bore the Mark.
.....oh... Is this... is this a test? Do *you* know the Mark?
Mark2
Herododicus whirrs fearfully.
The Mark is =MarkOfDeath=.
| [1] Who are you? | |
| [2] How do I get to Brightsheol? | |
| [3] Why is this tomb unfinished? | |
| [4] Live and drink. | All of the answers above writes down the Mark of Death in the player's journal if it isn't there already. [End] |
Brightsheol
Oh! Brightsheol? The forever braid of life? The Garden Behind the High Gate? Why, you must rank among the crown echelon of machine and folk, and you must... well, you must...
Start to decompose. You must... You must be dead. Dead and entombed. The body remains, but the mind wanders...
| [1] You must be dead? Is that truly the only way? | |
| [2] I bear the Mark. Entomb me. | Available only if the player has tattooed the Mark of Death on them. |
| [3] Who are you? | |
| [4] Do you know the Mark of Death? | |
| [5] Why is this tomb unfinished? | |
| [6] Live and drink. | [End] |
Unfinished
'Tis a saying among the stonemasons, "Never finish a job too early." By the decretum of Sagittar, old as it is, they have until the Coiled Lamb is... is decom-.. passed... decompassed.... dead, deadlike... to complete their work on the Tomb.
Bless the Coiled Lamb, peace to those who canter in his house, and let us pray the day never comes!
| [1] Who are you? | |
| [2] Do you know the Mark of Death? | |
| [3] But Resheph is dead. The sultanate is dissolved. | |
| [4] How do I get to Brightsheol? | |
| [5] Live and drink. | [End] |
OnlyWay
Herododicus pauses.
Ye... yes? Is this a test? I suppose you... could we... could we have been in Brightsheol all along? Is that the answer?
| [1] Who are you? | |
| [2] Do you know the Mark of Death? | |
| [3] How do I get to Brightsheol? | |
| [4] Why is this tomb unfinished? | |
| [5] Live and drink. | [End] |
BearTheMark
Herododicus worriedly looks you over.
Should you be.... now I... I don't rank myself among the doyen on the matter of organic life... but my understanding is that the dead do not speak.
Besides, you... aren't the Coiled Lamb... are you?
| [1] Wrong on both counts. Resheph stands before you. Entomb me. | |
| [2] Resheph is gone, biographer. I am here, and I have need to travel to Brightsheol. Entomb me. | |
| [3] Of course not. Let's back up. |
Normal Entombment
EntombMe
That's not even how it works!
First, I image your head, read your self's narrative from the folds of your brain, cross-check it against the Thin World's ambient log of your life's deeds...
Then I... stylize... the story, and I engrave it on the walls. Once I'm done... then you can entomb yourself.
DoThat
Fine!
Herododicus shines a cone of blue light at you.
Starting ptychoscan............
| [1] ... |
DoThat2
...................................
| [1] ... |
DoThat3
...................................
| [1] ... |
DoThat4
Commencing cross-check with the Thin World annals............
| [1] ... |
DoThat5
...................................
| [1] ... |
DoThat6
...................................
| [1] ... |
DoThat7
Cross-check complete. Your narrative is compiled. Now to engrave it.
Peace.... peace to all who canter in the House of the Coiled Lamb.
| [1] Peace, biographer. | [End] |
Resheph Disguise
EntombMeReshephDisguise
Herododicus looks you over.
Coi... Coiled Lamb? Is it truly you? Are you dea.... are you dead?
Herododicus drops to their knees.
Oh, forgive me my insolence, Moloch!
EntombMeResheph
Moloch! Allow me to explain the deification proceduce, as it is clearly beneath your station to know!
First, I must image the great Moloch's head, read your self's narrative from the folds of thy Holiest Brain, cross-check it against the Thin World's ambient log of His Eminence's life's deeds...
*Herododicus whispers* I'm sure your version is the better one, Moloch...
| [1] ... |
EntombMeResheph2
Then I... stylize... the story, and I engrave it on the walls. Once I'm finished, the sarcophagus will open, and you can lay yourself to rest!
| [1] Do it then. |
DoThatResheph
As you wish, Moloch!
Herododicus shines a cone of blue light at you.
Starting ptychoscan............
| [1] ... |
DoThatResheph2
...................................
| [1] ... |
DoThatResheph3
...................................
| [1] ... |
DoThatResheph4
Commencing cross-check with the Thin World annals............
| [1] ... |
DoThatResheph5
...................................
| [1] ... |
DoThat6Resheph
...................................
| [1] ... |
DoThat7Resheph
Cross-check complete. Your narrative is compiled, Moloch. Now to go engrave it.
Peace.... peace to all who canter in the House of the Coiled... in Your House, Moloch.
| [1] Peace, biographer. | [End] |
After Engraving
If the player has disguised themself as Resheph:
EngravingsDoneReshephStart
The engraving is done, Moloch! I do hope it's to your liking. Your deeds are incised here for all time.
You may now enter the sarcophagus, Moloch. Be at peace.
| [1] Farewell. | [End] |
If not:
EngravingsDoneStart
Now, uh... hop... hop into the sarcophagus.
Safe travels.
| [1] Farewell. | [End] |