Arms & Answers

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Arms & Answers
Storyline Quest
Quest giver: Lord Arphaun
Station: Charing Cross Station
Previous quest: Books & Riddles
Next quest: That'll Get Infected
Rewards
Experience:
Palladium:
Standing: none
Other: none
Objectives
Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

  • Take 8 Shreds of Heart Flesh from any demon in Death's Sewers
  • Seek the Altar of Pain
  • Activate the Altar of Pain
  • Deliver "Pain" to Lucious Aldin

Part 4

  • Take 8 Bits o' Brains from any demon in Death's City
  • Seek the Altar of Horror
  • Activate the Altar of Horror
  • Deliver "Horror" to Lucious Aldin

Part 5

This Storyline Quest has multiple parts.
The previous quest in the sequence was: Books & Riddles
The next quest in the sequence is: That'll Get Infected

Objectives

Dialog

Part 1

  • Lord Arphaun: Blast it!
  • Lord Arphaun: I'll never get any information out of this cursed beast!
  • Lord Arphaun: There's little more I can do here, <playername>.
  • Lord Arphaun: But maybe someone else can help?
  • Lord Arphaun: Hm... Yes I think we require a more 'specialized' opinion.
  • Lord Arphaun: If anyone can comprehend the mad shrieks of a severed demon head, it's Lucious Aldin.
  • Lord Arphaun: Please, deliver the Oracle to him, <playername>.
  • Lord Arphaun: Lucious typically resides in Green Park Station, but he's here now. Hmph! I'll wager that's no coincidence.
  • Lord Arphaun: <playername>, please be wary... Lucious is most unstable.
  • Lord Arphaun: I'd not have brought him into this if I hadn't already expended every other option - every single one!
  • Lord Arphaun: Please understand, the man is truly mad - and unreliable because of it.
  • Lord Arphaun: Be patient and take care.

Part 2

  • Lucious Aldin: Give me that severed head, <playername>!
  • Lucious Aldin: It's mine!
  • Lucious Aldin: I bit it off with my own teeth!
  • Lucious Aldin: Techsmith 314! Quickly, where's my face-hitting hammer I use to hit you in the face with? It's sorely needed!
  • Techsmith 314: Oh dear! I'm afraid I "accidentally" set it on fire and smashed it into a thousand pieces before "accidentally" disposing of it's remains sir.
  • Lucious Aldin: Bah!
  • Lucious Aldin: Look, <playername>. I don't know how you wrested The Oracle's head out of the impenetrable cardboard box I secured it in, but it was put there for a bloody good reason...
  • Lucious Aldin: The bastard tortured me... In Hell! For a trillion years.
  • Lucious Aldin: Or was it just four?
  • Lucious Aldin: Anyway! That's why I cut it up and spread the pieces around London.
  • Lucious Aldin: Whoa now... You actually need the Oracle, <playername>?
  • Lucious Aldin: Oh, bother! I suppose you want me to help get it back together, too?
  • Lucious Aldin: Fine then! I'll play your reluctant ER doctor if the need is so great...
  • Lucious Aldin: The endless torture is all spilt milk anyway, right?
  • Lucious Aldin: And I suppose it isn't exactly neighborly to hold a grudge after you've chopped someone's head off.
  • Techsmith 314: Too right, sir! Way to stick to your guns, sir!
  • Lucious Aldin: Shut the face hole! I am preparing to say things!
  • Lucious Aldin: The Oracle's brimming with knowlege, <playername>.
  • Lucious Aldin: Spooky knowledge.
  • Lucious Aldin: But it's not going to dish unless stitched up.
  • Lucious Aldin: Our makeship operating room will have to be in Green Park Station. But first...
  • Lucious Aldin: Techsmith 314! My back itches! Come appease my back by re-grouting this poorly laid tile!

Part 3

  • Lucious Aldin: Ahh Green Park Station! Such fond memories...
  • Lucious Aldin: Look! Over there in the corner! That's where the Oracle stretched me on a rack of fiery thorn-maggots and had my brain probed with The Emulsifier.
  • Lucious Aldin: And look over there, next to the mound of skulls! That's where I'd peacefully sleep with the Javelins of Everlasting Agony protruding from my special places!
  • Lucious Aldin: Ah, to be young again! Such good times!
  • Lucious Aldin: But enough reminiscing. I should get to the point before 314's afternoon flog.
  • Techsmith 314:Time already sir? Oh, how the horrible days do just fly right by.
  • Lucious Aldin: Indeed. Anyhow, I separated the Oracle into several chunks for safe-keeping.
  • Lucious Aldin: The first chunk you have.
  • Lucious Aldin: The second is in a lovely little place called the Altar of Pain. It's quaint - sort of"French country." You can find it inside Death's Sewer.
  • Lucious Aldin: To free this Oracle piece you must sate the Altar of Pain's ravenous hunger by destroying nearby enemies and then salvaging their remains to power the infernal contraption.
  • Lucious Aldin: It's mushy, but at least it doesn't make noise.

Part 4

  • Lucious Aldin: Welcome back, <playername>! It's good that you've recovered a chunk of the Oracle from the Altar of Pain for I have something of great importance to discuss with you...
  • Lucious Aldin: Do you think my left leg is longer than my right? I suppose I could shave one down.
  • Lucious Aldin: Think on that as you strive to obtain the third piece of the Oracle's beastly body. It can be found within Death's City.
  • Lucious Aldin: I was thinking of calling the place "¡Taco Fort!" but it just didn't have the same ring.

Part 5

  • Lucious Aldin: Another piece of the Oracle. Grand!
  • Lucious Aldin: Soon enough, you shrieking Demon bastard!
  • Lucious Aldin: Soon we'll reassemble you so that you can be more thoroughly killed!
  • Lucious Aldin: Um... After all the learning we need to do, of course.
  • Lucious Aldin: First, you must venture into the sweaty Womb of Despair and initiate the totally underwhelming reconstruction sequence, <playername>.
  • Lucious Aldin: The Womb itself will require a sufficient amount of fuel to operate, but finding enough hapless zombies to fill the "unbirth" canal's quota shouldn't be a big deal.
  • Lucious Aldin: Lots of folk have died in the Womb of Despair!
  • Lucious Aldin: In fact, everyone that went in kind of exploded.
  • Lucious Aldin: Me? Oh goodness, I never went into that freakin' place. Heck no. Are you crazy?
  • Lucious Aldin: No. No. No. I just flung in the Oracle piece you now seek off the back of a speeding motorcar.
  • Lucious Aldin: But don't fret!
  • Lucious Aldin: If the Womb acts up we'll just tie a rope around 314's feet and dip him in! It'll think it's getting fed fresh zombie! Same diff!
  • Techsmith 314: Sounds just lovely, sir.
  • Techsmith 314: But may I please have a moment to hang myself first?
  • Techsmith 314: It will only take a moment, sir. I'm ever so good with knots.
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