(Something dark and different resides within the steel of this dagger, a seeping and tumultuous energy that chills your core. You dare not touch it, but you can't leave it where it is.)

(It might be best to speak to Rosalee about it. She has an innate understanding of things like this.)

Player: Accept.

I feel something on you! A weapon, isn't it? But more than that! I feel pure, unabating hatred emanating from it. Quick, you must give it to me.

You didn't touch it, did you?

Player: "No I didn't. It gave me the chills."

As it should have! The spite is so powerful! Oh my...

I'm afraid this is out of my league, Player. Monroe might be able to help you, but for Siel's sake, get rid of it soon.

Hatred is all-consuming, friend, and that dagger has quite a pull to it...

Player: "I'll move fast. Thank you."

Yes, Player?

Are you back from an errand? I don't... wait. What is that? What is that ungodly chaos?

Player: "It's this dagger. Take it, please!"

The Malefic Dagger!

That's one of the most powerful daggers known to Atreia, Player! It was once a simple weapon, at least until it was used by the Dragon Lord Tiamat as she butchered Apsu, one of the original five Dragon Lords!

Ever since then, the spirits in the weapon have spiralled down the dark path of hatred and spite. It's said that whoever touches it loses their soul in a heartbeat! Remarkable both that you found it, and that you were not tainted...