Drat!

So little time! Even when I have pressing matters to attend to, things slip through the cracks because of my schedule!

Player: "What's wrong?"

Some scientific pursuit of Nestor's. He's one of our researchers stationed in Sanctum.

He has been asking for Lobnite fossils for weeks. I promised him one by tomorrow for some report that he's writing.

I even set time aside for it--then we get the report of a giant creature circling the citadel. I've got to organize our defenses!

What about you, Player? I need someone who can fly and is willing to help.

Player: Accept.

Oh, thank you!

The fossils aren't hard to find, but they are high up on the cliff faces--only accessible by flight. Fortunately, Lobnites haven't changed much. I'm sure you'll recognize their distinctive shells and have no problem collecting them.

You should get going. Time is running out.

Player: "I'll get to it now."

Back so soon?

It only seems like a few moments ago that I sent you off. Hmm...I have been busy, I suppose.

Player: "Here is your fossil."

Don't be a fool, [%userclass]. I can't give Nestor anything but the real thing.

Now, you've agreed to do this for me, so don't make Nestor late!

Player: "My apologies...."

Wow! Let me hold it....

Oof...it's much heavier than I thought! Remarkable though, don't you think?

Take this, friend. I'm sure this is exactly what Nestor was looking for.