Editing Maker of Sorrows (section)

==== Seer's Huts ====
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{{SorQrow|seer=2|loc=21, 67, 1|quest=Return with:<br>{{an|Sword of Hellfire}},<br>{{an|Shield of the Damned}},<br>{{an|Breastplate of Brimstone}},<br>{{an|Sphere of Permanence}}</br>|rew={{an|Armageddon's Blade}}|prop="My master said you would be coming.  He told me to meet you here and to expect that several artifacts would be delivered.  Do you have the Sword of Hellfire, Breastplate of Brimstone, Shield of the Damned?  Oh yes, he also mentioned you would be bringing my Sphere of Permanence.  I've been missing that for many months now.  Do you have all of these things?"|prog="If you do not bring all that you are supposed to, how do you expect my master and I to work on your Blade?  We must do everything properly, else the intricate workings shall fail and the Blade will be useless."|comp=[[Khazandar]] and his apprentice go in the back and soon is heard the sounds of spells being cast, the pounding of hammer on steel, and the swearing of an injured hand now and again.  After some time, old man [[Khazandar]] emerges from the forge bearing a blade wrapped in thick cloth.<p>He unwraps the cloth slowly and a pulsating light emanates from the weapon so recently forged.  The blade looks odd, like none ever seen in [[Antagarich]] before. The hiltguard is shaped like an eagle and the blade has a strange shape to it, yet it bears the unmistakable appearance of a weapon most foul.</p>"Here is your blade, Dark One.  Thank you for your payment.  Now leave me be."}}
{{SorQrow|seer=2|loc=27, 50, 1|quest=Return with:<br>{{SmCost|g=30000}}</br>|rew={{an|Sphere of Permanence}}|prop=As you approach the hut, you hear some odd whistling emanating from within.  The song is a sad, angry tune, filled with a sense of bitterness and angst.  Finding the tune strangely intriguing, you go up to the door and kick it open.  Sitting calmly in a rocking chair is an old man with a long white beard smoking a pipe.  His eyes stare out into oblivion, unblinking.  Clearing your throat, you get his attention, somewhat.<p>"Yeah?  What do you want?" the old man asks most irritatedly.  "Speak quickly, I'm a busy man."</p>"I have come a long way old man.  I hear you are the one called [[Khazandar]], the Grand Forgesmith, and you are he who can harness Armageddon.  I've brought the legendary artifacts needed for the ritual.  All I need now is for you to make me Armageddon's Blade."<p>The old man looks at you, contemplates his words carefully, and puffs on his pipe.  "So, you have finally come to ask me to build my last great piece.  Yes, I'm [[Khazandar]] and yes, I'll make your Blade.  A few conditions though.  First, I want to be spared your Armageddon.  Second, I want to be paid. . .well paid.  I figure 30,000 pieces of Gold ought to do it.  Once I get that, you may take the artifacts to my apprentice and I shall build your sword."|prog=Staring deeply into your eyes, [[Khazandar]] wheezes, coughs, and spits a glob of greenish fluid at your feet.  "When you have my 30,000 Gold I'll make your Blade.  Not a moment before.   Begone!"|comp="Finally!  Here, give the 30,000 Gold to me!  By the way, since you are going there anyway, take this to my apprentice, he's been looking for it.  I will be along shortly once my work here is done.  Then I shall make your weapon."}}
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