The Elim are known...for their memory. We...ghh...remember centuries of...memories. The smallest detail...stays in the Elim's mind.

But I...I have forgotten. The Agrint plague swarmed through me. I forgot who I was...and what I was.




Mother Nature...herself. I was struck by lightning...and in an instant the Agrint plague...was gone.

It hurt me though...nearly...ghh...killed me. I am to die...I can feel that. The sap sears me now. Everything...is tender. Everything...is agony.

I cannot hurry death...but I am waiting to pass on.
Yes Daeva. But I cannot...get the items myself.

If I had some Basilisk Scales... and Flame Fins, I would be able to...make an anaesthetic of sorts. That would...quiet my pain....

Would you be able to help...Daeva?
Get 7 [plur]Basilisk Scale from [plur]Lava Basilisk... and 5 [plur]Flame Fin from [plur]Red Scale Basilisk.

I’m asking you for this... so I don’t have to suffer.
Did you bring them, Daeva?

Please...I am burning...inside.
No...no...no....

I need five Basilisk Scales...and three Flame Fins. Ghh...please hurry!


Ahhh...yes...

I will bury them by my roots, and then...the pain will subside. You have...helped.

Thank you...