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Synopsis:

Behind the Stormshore Tabernacle, a prophet of Dark and strange Gods preach the words of his deities to disgruntled believers of the established pantheon.

How to trigger:

Approach the trio behind the stormshore tabernacle. The dialog should start automatically.

11.
Umbrenne
: Are these the lives you wanted for yourselves? A never-ending march of toil and suffering?^devnote68cdc8ac-2811-5424-d5a4-4ae15b4884f1_A
- 19.
  Umbrenne
  : This land is sick, and so are its people.^devnote
  - 2.
    Umbrenne
    : We must cleanse the ills Faerûn's impotent godlings have failed to staunch.^devnote
    
    8.
    Leary Dowse
    : And how do you propose we do that?^devnote
    
    10.
    Umbrenne
    : We grasp the nettle! We embrace the cycle that has begun to its fullest degree!^devnote
    
    7.
    Umbrenne
    : We must allow the Mother of All Plagues to burn this sickness from us!^devnote
    End
18.
Leary Dowse
: Talona? You want to let Talona loose in our city?^devnote68cdc8ac-2811-5424-d5a4-4ae15b4884f1_A68cdc8ac-2811-5424-d5a4-4ae15b4884f1_B
- 1.
  Umbrenne
  : Poor, sweet fool - you speak as if the Plague-Crone is not already here, striding among us!^devnote
  - 5.
    Umbrenne
    : Her power waxes, and soon the cycle will reach its zenith - should you want it to or otherwise.^devnote
    
    3.
    Leary Dowse
    : And then what happens? Nothing good, I bet!^devnote
    
    9.
    Umbrenne
    : And then all will perish so the cycle can begin anew!^devnote
    
    0.
    Grundlgornn
    : Dear gods, he's right - it's too late to stop it now!^devnote
    End
22.
Umbrenne
: All the Talontar await her blessings with open arms - and we pity those who would reject her.^devnote68cdc8ac-2811-5424-d5a4-4ae15b4884f1_C68cdc8ac-2811-5424-d5a4-4ae15b4884f1_C = False, 68cdc8ac-2811-5424-d5a4-4ae15b4884f1_A = False, 68cdc8ac-2811-5424-d5a4-4ae15b4884f1_B = False
- 4.
  Umbrenne
  : I will smile as her fevers sear me to my core. I will bask in her febrile radiance.^devnote
  - 17.
    Grundlgornn
    : Oh gods, I don't want to die! Not yet!^devnote
    
    16.
    Leary Dowse
    : You are not going to die.^devnote
    
    12.
    Umbrenne
    : We are all going to die, my friend - some of us merely intend to do so in service of something greater.^devnote
    
    6.
    Umbrenne
    : And to thank blessed Talona for the honour.^devnote
    End
23.
Grundlgornn
: What do we do? What can we do?^devnote68cdc8ac-2811-5424-d5a4-4ae15b4884f1_B68cdc8ac-2811-5424-d5a4-4ae15b4884f1_C
- 13.
  Umbrenne
  : Embrace it! ^devnote
  - 21.
    Umbrenne
    : The Mistress of Disease loves us all - her fondest wish is to free us from the agonies we have created!^devnote
    
    15.
    Grundlgornn
    : My lungs feel tight! It's happening already!^devnote
    
    20.
    Leary Dowse
    : Oh calm down, would you? It's all in your head.^devnote
    
    14.
    Leary Dowse
    : I've a good mind to get the Flaming Fist before people start chucking themselves into the Chionthar. ^devnote
    End