It was the second visit to Patches's shop.
When Patches saw the Tarnished, his eyes narrowed into smiling slits.
"Oh, a regular!"
He leaned closer conspiratorially. "Still no word on the dirt, but Patches has some news you're sure to find interesting."
He lowered his voice. "Master Lusat is back."
The player selected: [How much?]
Patches held up all ten fingers.
"Hehehe, a friends-only price at a ten percent markup. 10,000 Runes."
The player selected: [Pay 10,000 Runes]
Patches: "Straight to business! Patches likes customers like you."
"Lusat is on his way back from the City of Sin. Hmm, judging by the time, he's probably over by the bridge now..."
The player teleported immediately.
On the bridge, an old man wearing an enormous piece of Glintstone on his head was resting at the bridgehead. He wore a shabby robe and leaned on a staff, looking like an ordinary wandering mage.
The player approached and triggered the dialogue.
Lusat: "Oh, a young person in a hurry. What can I do for you?"
The player selected: [About Thops...]
Lusat: "Ah, so that's all this is about... What a good child."
"All right, something like this happening was indeed a failure on our part. But things aren't that simple... I can't go back for now. Go find that old friend of mine. Azur should be on the Weeping Peninsula."
Obtained: [Lusat's letter]
The Weeping Peninsula.
To find Master Azur, the player explored all the way to the vicinity of Sick Village. After taking just a few steps closer, the player was stunned by the sight.
The entire village was surrounded by Inquisitor Knights. Their silver armor glittered in the sunlight, and they had the village almost completely sealed off.
In the middle of the village, an old man sat cross-legged.
Azur was surrounded