ID: 203190 | |
Gaione | |
NPC
<Cursed Guardian> Lv.: 17 HP: 2 522 Aggression radius: 3m | |
Dialogs: Please stop! By Ariel's light don't attack! I'm not a Tog. I...I'm a Daeva! Watch it with the sharp objects Daeva! Think! Have you ever heard a Tog wax eloquent before? Well, perhaps not eloquent but by the light above us, please don't hurt me! I was once a Guardian. Don't laugh, it's not funny. I know, it's hard to believe. This ugly, hoofed, wingless body is a punishment wrought upon me by a high-ranking Daeva of Sanctum. He decreed that I must live out my years as a Tog. I was assigned to watch the Krall at the Elpheus Dock--a crucial responsibility. But I was bored. Nothing ever happened on my watch! So I let my guard down just once and fell asleep. Just then, the Krall launched a vicious attack--I think they must have been watching me. I made one stupid mistake, and have been paying for it ever since. Just look at me! I'm ridiculous! Oh, my wings! I may as well make the best of it; feeling sorry for myself won't help. Besides, Togs really like hunting Potcrabs--they're crunchy! |
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