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New Quest Objective Added

- Travel to Caldasher and put an end to her brother's plans.

- Collect all the pieces of Daedalus’ Soul.

In another strange twist of fate, you’ve come across an enchanted cloak inhabited by a once powerful mage who seeks to be reunited with the missing pieces to his soul. With the power he offers, you could be become a mage unlike any other.

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Stunned by the voice, you stand there gawping in disbelief, your mouth opening and closing like a caught fish, before asking, "Who--What are you?"

"I am Daedalus, though you may know me as the Wind that Shifts the Sun, a spirit taken from the world below. My previous master, had me woven into the fabric of this cloak to aid him in battle and serve as his protector. Though I fear without my gloves, tunic, trousers and boots I'am but a shell of my former power."

You'd heard tell tales of enchanted items being imbued with the spirits from the dead, but had never really believed they had existed, and to have found one here of all places, and to learn there were more...This was simply too unbelievable.

You try to take off the cloak, tugging at the fabric but for some reason it remains fixed to your shoulders like an implacable enemy, refusing to budge an inch. "Why can't I remove you?"

"As to that, my former Master Karesto, feared that I would wander off somehow if I were not bound to his life force, so he invoked an ancient spell to bind man and cloak as one. This way he would not lose me in battle or have his corpse desecrated. However he did not count on the spell transferring on to the next user once he passed away. Ancient magic is quiet complicated and few if any learn to master it. I myself have only dabbled a little in the arts, before being forced into servitude."

Brows half furrowed in curiosity, you ask,"What sort of aid did you provide this Karesto?"

At the question, you feel as though the cloak or Daedulus as his liked to be called light up with interest, his voice becoming quite cheerful. "Why I can serve you in many ways, Master? I can offer you guidance and advice, company on the road and most importantly access to my large repertoire of spells. Of course this would mean having to rest occasionally to recharge my limited mana, and you would not be able to use more powerful spells till you gain the rest of me, but I can serve in whatever manner you deem fit.

In a dry voice he continued, "My former master oft used me as a shield...In any case here are a list of spells at your disposal."

Level 1 Spells

Light

Mana cost: 1

Daedalus, "Not exactly the deadliest spell in my inventory, but it should prove useful for those dark places you adventurers love to crawl about in."(Option will occasionally appear throughout the story.)

Enchanted dagger

Mana cost: 2

Daedalus, "I can summon a dagger from the demon plane for you to use in battle. A decent enough tool that can be used for hacking away at nasty obstructions I've found."(Enchanted dagger - 5 damage.)

Awareness

Mana cost: 3

Daedalus, "Will give you a better sense of your surrounding and the ability react to danger much faster, although my most recent master Waqriyul preferred using it when he hunted. A deadly sport if I may say so." (- 8 Damage)

Firebolt

Mana cost: 4

Daedalus, "Another favorite of Waqriyul, he did so enjoy watching things burn."(Option will occasionally appear throughout the story.)

Shield

Mana cost: 5

Daedalus, "Karesto would often say that I was the best shield he had ever used, though the compliment was fairly innocuous considering he would use me like a battering ram and allow me to be singed. Something which never failed to amuse him."(+15 Resilience)

Hmmm, maybe you hadn't lucked out after all, most of these spells did appear useful if not a little weak, but it was much better than nothing which is exactly what you would have had if you had not picked up the cloak. "And how exactly do I recharge your mana?"

"There are two possible ways you can do this, you can meditate alone for several hours in complete silence or eat food. Both of these will help speed my regeneration." (Option 1 - Add 1 mana each time you complete a scenario without using any mana in that scenario. Option 2 - In your journey through the forest look out for opportunities to hunt for food.)

Sounds simple enough. (You may only select two choices before moving onward with your journey.)

(Click here if you wish to ask him which direction you should travel?)

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"Well Daedalus, tell me, which way should I go?"

There's a brief silence, before Daedalus responds, "From what I've learned from Waqriyul, this place is extremely dangerous to your kind and I fear I may not be able to protect you. The giants roam freely through the forest and will not hesitate to hunt you down. Most of their race while not quite intelligent will track your scent to the ends of the world. The only way to survive would be to head for the coast and follow it out of the forest, although you may face dangers there as well."

(Click here if you wish to ask him for advice?)

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"Have any advice for me? Is there anything I should know?"

"You've done nicely in gaining a weapon for yourself, even if it is a bit rudimentary, but it will not serve you well against the giants. They will barely feel the sting of it's touch on their immense forms. Your only choice is to find a way to sneak past them. Perhaps some trick or distraction will work against them. After all they are not intelligent creatures."

(Click here if you would like to learn more about Daedalus?)

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"Tell me Daedalus who were you before you died?"

You hear a rueful chuckle, followed by a heavy sigh, "You know you are the first master to have ever asked me that question. (+1 Daedalus Companion Reputation.) I have been passed down for so many years, that I sometimes forget who I used to be. It has been thousands of years, near the dawn of time itself, when I was reborn as this cloak. But before that I was but a child born to a village chief deep within mountains of Orkeylium.

My father taught me the ways of war, and my mother, the ways of magic. I excelled in both arts, but as was my way as a child I wanted so much more. I wanted to see the world and learn more, so I left my village against the wishes of my elders and traveled to the Island of BloodTides. There I came to know what true power was. There I learnt to harness the demonic energies that bubbled beneath the surface of our world and use it gain unbelievable power. However when that had not been enough for me, I gathered an army of fellow mages and returned to mainland to begin my conquest.

And like all young fools, I believed I was invincible smashing and destroying all that stood in path, but like all things in the world, there must be light to balance the darkness. All the nations of the world rose up against me, gathered their hosts and marched to face me beneath the mountains of Kalswan. Orcs, Goblins, Werewolfs, Elves, Ogrekans, Dwarves, Centaurs, Vanclorens, Cyclops and even giants.

For years we battled each other upon the slopes, raising up new mountains, and reddening the land with our blood, until one morning he came...the dead we had slewn in battle were brought back to life and behold a warrior armored in light appeared in their midst to lead them against us with a golden horn that sent a shiver through the air. Even now I can hear it's chilling cry.

The warrior cleaved through our lines like an arrow piercing leather, coming straight for me and for the first time in years I could feel my heart beat again.

I cannot tell you how long we fought each other, only that by the end we had both fallen onto our knees. I first, than later he. We fell into each others arms and as I died I heard him whisper, "Are you satisfied Daedalus?" and I whispered back, "Never."

With daylight beginning to fade once more, you travel westwards beneath the shade of the great trees, while Daedalus regales you with more tales of his many adventures and stories of his former masters.

"Karesto had been my first master, but unfortunately he was not the last, his power was such that even the very cloth I was imbued within never faded or grew ragged with age. After his death, I was found by a pair of goblins that had fought each other over me, only to find myself being used as a common sack to carry their meager belongings. I think his name was Grumel, a disgusting creature with a rather horrendous stench that smelled somewhat of puke.

He was then slain by some sell sword, who called himself Dane. We got on rather well together even if the dolt was a bit too crude for my tastes, but I cannot really be picky about the company I keep. Then there was some Redling noble, I can't quite remember his name, but he had a way of belching that could shake the very rafters--

At first you pretend to listen to his prattling, but once you realise the damn fool won't shut up, you snap, "--Can you please keep quiet! I'm trying to think!"

You sense a touch of disappointment from the cloak. "As you wish master."

"Good." With Daedalus finally silent, you study the forest for danger and hear muffled footsteps coming from behind you. And immediately curse the cloak for talking so much and obscuring it's sound.

You consider whirling about to startle the creature that is following you, but fear you may lose your one advantage of surprise.

1. Do you whirl about to face your opponent?

2. Do you wait for an opportunity to turn the tables on whoever is following you?

3. Do you whirl about and release a fire bolt simultaneously? (Cost 4 mana)

4. Do you activate your ability 'Brutal Efficiency''? (Giant Race Only)

5. Do you activate your ability 'Root and Stem'? (Troll Race Only)