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| Patch Introduced = [[Assault]]
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|  Related Quests = [[Withered Weapons Quest]]
 
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|              Name = The Withering
 
|        Icon Image = The Withering Icon.png
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|            Author = Tua Rulutonga
 
|      How Obtained = Found at 86.4S 80.4W on the [[Withered Atoll]]
'''Translated Name:''' The Withering
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| The flames of the damned shall wither the flesh and brittle the bones. The stench of the dead shall desecrate the soul. The magics of this world shall not apply to you, my brothers. You shall no longer lose your strength, your will, your endurance. You shall no longer fall prey to those pusillanimous fiends who fear the true glory of combat. Claim your destiny, brothers. Cast off the shackles of flesh and join me in the Withering.
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'''Translated Author:''' Tua Rulutonga
 
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''The flames of the damned shall wither the flesh and brittle the bones. The stench of the dead shall desecrate the soul. The magics of this world shall not apply to you, my brothers. You shall no longer lose your strength, your will, your endurance. You shall no longer fall prey to those pusillanimous fiends who fear the true glory of combat. Claim your destiny, brothers. Cast off the shackles of flesh and join me in the Withering.
 
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Latest revision as of 23:02, 23 June 2012

Introduced:  Assault Related Quests:  Withered Weapons Quest


Found at 86.4S 80.4W on the Withered Atoll

The Withering


The flames of the damned shall wither the flesh and brittle the bones. The stench of the dead shall desecrate the soul. The magics of this world shall not apply to you, my brothers. You shall no longer lose your strength, your will, your endurance. You shall no longer fall prey to those pusillanimous fiends who fear the true glory of combat. Claim your destiny, brothers. Cast off the shackles of flesh and join me in the Withering.


-- Tua Rulutonga