L28. Fortress Crisis-6

Npc : Cleric Jema
🗺️ : Black Swamp (x:512 y:489)

"Lyon's army wanted to use this Crystal Orb's power to fight against Misgy."

"But I need the staff to hold the ceremony, and I lost it in the depths of this marsh." Jema looked disappointed.

"A Mutant Black Mud Crab grabbed it right out of my hand with his crabby claws. I went searching for it and got lost."

"Please find the staff for me."

"I can't believe I lost something so important."

"What should I do?" Jema paced through a particularly wet, murky part of the swamp. Sticky mud clung to her boots.

Npc : Cleric Jema
🗺️ : Black Swamp (x:512 y:489)

"You found my staff! Thank you!" Jema exclaimed.

"Now I must draw out the holy power from Marla's Crystal Orb."

"The atmosphere in this marsh makes me very nervous; I just can't relax. So many noises reverberating through the humid air-are they from bugs? Crocodiles? Bloodthirsty monsters?" Jema flushed with nervousness.