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==Dialogue== | |||
Clarricie the Resplendent: Lyuba! Nooo! | |||
Clarricie the Resplendent: Why...? Why am I here...down in the dirt? | |||
Clarricie the Resplendent: I will see you all ground into meat slop! | |||
Clarricie the Resplendent: Your minced remains will fill the feeding troughs of my menagerie! | |||
Bajsaljen the Righteous: Do not give chase! You only risk being ambushed. | |||
See to the wounded, and keep watch for approaching enemies. | |||
Bajsaljen the Righteous: I must say, this Clarricie is proving to be a problem. | |||
Where does she keep finding all these fantastic beasts? | |||
Bajsaljen the Righteous: A mystery for another day, perhaps. | |||
Come, let us make our way back to camp... | |||
Revision as of 02:30, 5 May 2024
Still Only Counts as One
- Location
- Zadnor (X:14.6, Y:10.4)
- Level
- 80
- Duration
- 20 min
- Experience
525,000-861,000- Mettle
243,000-270,000- Tomestones
- 30
- Patch
- 5.55
“Clarricie, the beastmaster centurion, has returned with a new pet of truly mammoth proportions. Topple the prehistoric pachyderm before it tramples the Resistance into dust.
— In-game description
Still Only Counts as One is a level 80 FATE spawned in Zadnor.
Rewards
Dialogue
Clarricie the Resplendent: Lyuba! Nooo! Clarricie the Resplendent: Why...? Why am I here...down in the dirt? Clarricie the Resplendent: I will see you all ground into meat slop! Clarricie the Resplendent: Your minced remains will fill the feeding troughs of my menagerie! Bajsaljen the Righteous: Do not give chase! You only risk being ambushed. See to the wounded, and keep watch for approaching enemies. Bajsaljen the Righteous: I must say, this Clarricie is proving to be a problem. Where does she keep finding all these fantastic beasts? Bajsaljen the Righteous: A mystery for another day, perhaps. Come, let us make our way back to camp...