Arms & Answers

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 Speak with Lucious Aldin. Part 2 Travel to Green Park Station. Speak with Lucious Aldin. 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 Seek the Womb of Despair in Death's Tunnels Activate the Womb of Despair Travel to Green Park Station Report to Lucious Aldin

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

• Quest name: Arms & Answers
• Part 1
  • Quest starts at: Lord Arphaun, Charing Cross Station
  • Quest ends at: Lucious Aldin, Charing Cross Station
• Part 2
  • Starts at: Lucious Aldin, Charing Cross Station
  • Ends at Lucious Aldin, Green Park Station
• Part 3
  • Starts at: Lucious Aldin, Green Park Station
  • Ends at Lucious Aldin, Green Park Station
• Part 4
  • Starts at: Lucious Aldin, Green Park Station
  • Ends at Lucious Aldin, Green Park Station
• Part 5
  • Starts at: Lucious Aldin, Green Park Station
  • Ends at Lucious Aldin, Green Park Station

Objectives

• Part 1
  • Speak with Lucious Aldin.
• Part 2
  • Travel to Green Park Station.
  • Speak with Lucious Aldin.
• 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
  • Seek the Womb of Despair in Death's Tunnels
  • Activate the Womb of Despair
  • Travel to Green Park Station
  • Report to Lucious Aldin

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 separate 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.