How much do you know about the Lepharist Revolutionaries, Player?

Probably the same as most of us--anarchist bandits who set up camps, steal local resources, and stir up discontent. They spread sedition and openly blaspheme the Seraphim Lords.

I don't understand them and I don't know what they want--that troubles me. There's been a sighting along the Cantas Coast, and I'd like you to look into it.

Player: "What do you need me to do?"

The Lepharists are pretending to be ordinary sailors or beachcombers, but our scouts know it's them, and we have to assume their target is the Verteron Observatory.

If the Observatory is compromised, we'll be completely exposed to attack.

Player: "How can I help?"

Head to the Verteron Observatory, and present yourself to the Observatory guardian, Khidia.

She's intimately familiar with the Observatory and the Cantas Coast. She also has an... unusual gift. She can detect even the tiniest anomaly in the flow. She once told me it was like "listening to the taste of melting stars."

If anything's amiss, Khidia will know it.

Player: Accept.

Very good.

We're trusting you to take care of this matter.

Player: "You can trust me."

A Daeva comes, sent by Spatalos! Searing with buttercup fire, blue as a winter scream! Such energy!

This has to do with our uninvited guests by the shipwreck, yes? I'm glad they heard my warnings in Sanctum. I told them there are strange things in the Aether flow. Ripples whispering like phosphor, outraged, gathering like stormclouds, straining at the leash.

It has not been long since your ascension, my friend. Yet you are respected by so many. I wonder how many who behold you truly know you?

Player: "You seem to know."

True, yes... your energies are strong, pearly Daeva.

Now--the matter at hand. You must investigate the Mysterious Shipwreck. That is where these Lepharists are nesting. We don't wish to alert them--so no reckless assaults. I will shift your shape, and you will become a Plumis!

While you're transformed, you may only move, watch, and listen. You may not speak, and fighting will be impossible. Be careful! The transformation won't last for long, so don't dawdle. Are you ready, my bonny bird?

Player: "I'm ready."

A billow in the Aether, electric to the taste, like silver feathers. The Daeva approaches.

Tell me everything you saw. Leave no detail out.

Player: "Well..."

I feared as much--these lunatics are plotting to destroy the Observatory! We must stop them, Player!

The time for subtlety is past! Annihilate Captain Kinsgreen, the leader you saw, and search his body for orders, or plans--anything that sheds light on their plot.

The Lepharists are many in number, my friend. But you are fierce as seafoam wildfire. They will fall before the glorious razor music of your eyes.

Player: "I'll bring you their plans."

I have waited for you, listening carefully to the stirring Aether, like a child with her ear to a purple velvet curtain.

Did you slay Captain Kinsgreen? And do we know their plans?

Player: "I did. Look at this."

Let me see... oh, Siel's blood! We have very little time left to act--they are here in Verteron already. But how would it benefit them to harm the Aetheric field?

Wait... the Abyss! Oh, Player, these Lepharists are no mere anarchists! They're in league with the Balaur! Or the Asmodians!

Quickly, Daeva! Report back to Spatalos. The Lepharists must be stopped, no matter the cost!

Player: "We will stop them!"

Welcome back, Player. What news from the Observatory? I trust Khidia is well? And what did you learn of the Lepharists?

Player: "Well, I found out..."

Curse those atrocious unbelievers! Heresy and sedition, yes--but they would strip Verteron of Aetheric protection and leave her vulnerable to the Balaur and Asmodians? Ragged bandits, indeed!

But who is behind them, Player? Some Balaur warlord? An Asmodian spymaster? Who? Sanctum shall know of this immediately.

This reward is far less than you deserve, but I hope you'll accept it.