Crown of the Earth

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<Arch Druid Fandral Staghelm's gaze narrows.>

You're still here?

Take the phial and get out of my sight, ‹class›. It is clear my answers do not lie in the waters, just as they did not before.

Perhaps one of the priestesses in the Temple of the Moon to the south will dispose of it.

<Fandral looks away, no longer speaking to you.>

I must look elsewhere if this is to work...