We must...purify the land. My brother Elim would help...were they not...corrupted.

Player: "Can't they be cleansed?"

We...shall see...in time. But first we must bring them...hope.

Go to the...Decomposed Greens. Tell the Elim there that...Baltasar will cleanse the land.

The hope will...alleviate their pain.

Player: Accept.

Tell them that I am the...seed of Baltasar.

Tell them that I will grow to...purify the land as he...does.

Player: "I shall."

What news...do you...bear?

Player: "Words of hope from Neligor..."

That...is good...news indeed. I will bear this contamination...a while longer.

Player: "Keep your branches high!"

These toxins...they hurt so....

Scratch...my branches...Daeva.

Player: "Have you heard of Neligor?"

That is...good news...but...I fear it is...too late for...me...already.

Player: "Hold onto hope!"

Hail...Daeva...I hear you speak of...Neligor.

Player: "Then you know the good news?"

We do not...deserve Baltasar's...blessings. We failed...the...forest.

Player: "It's not too late!"

Yes...Daeva. Tell me your...message.

Player: "Neligor will heal this land."

No...he is...too late. The pain cannot...be healed. We will never be...the same again.