Hunter-scholar (Moraby Drydocks)

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Hunter-scholar

Hunter-scholar Moraby Drydocks.jpg

Gender
Male ♂
Race
Lalafell (Plainsfolk)
Profession
Hunter-scholar
Zone
Lower La Noscea (24.4,34.8)
Patch
2.1

Oi, adventurer! After an elite mark?

— In-game description

Hunter-scholar is a Lalafell found in Lower La Noscea.

Dialogue

What do yo do here?

What do I look like, a farmer? I'm a hunter, versed in the lore of elite marks. You adventurers may think only of the Allied Seals given in reward, but there is poetry in the Hunt. I will teach you the lore of the elite marks─it may yet persuade you to the beauty of the enterprise. At the very least, you shall die knowing more than you did. Indeed, death is a distinct possibility. Elite marks are dangerous, so much so that they are ranked. “S” is the most dangerous rank, elusive and baneful.

Tell me about the rank B elite mark. (Barbastelle)

The vampire bat Barbastelle has many epithets, the only remotely flattering one being 'the laird of Blind Iron Mines.' While cattle mutilations are hardly any one creature's domain, experts are united in the view that the infamous mass draining of the herd at the Red Rooster Stead─the so-called 'Big Gulp'─is the work of Barbastelle.

Tell me about the rank A elite mark. (Unktehi)

Long have the superstitious coasters along Moraby Bay corrected their children with tales of Unktehi, the sea-dwelling eater of man-flesh. What was once considered a mere fancy of the ignorant sea-folk has proven disagreeably real, and Unktehi's excursions onto land have left the population fearful─and fewer.

Tell me about the rank S elite mark. (Croakadile)

Frogs of inconvenient size are a legion, but surprisingly few of them seek fodder commensurate with their size. The Croakadile is one such unwelcome surprise. The first known victim during the present manifestation is reported to be a franklin who felt his ring slip off during a nightly walk with his lady. He turned back down the path, and his lady saw him reach down just as the moon took cover behind a cloud. When the moonlight returned, he had vanished.