An Augury of Innocence

An Augury of Innocence

Quest giver

Boyle

Location

Coerthas Central Highlands (X:12.2, Y:15.6)

Level

39

Required quest

Ye of Little Faith

Experience

 5,040

Gil

 1,624

Patch

2.0

“

When a chance to see a real-life heretic presents itself, how could an adventurer resist? Visit with Boyle and see what rattles his cage today.

— In-game description

Steps

• Speak with Ferdillaix.
• Give Boyle the dead rat.
• Report to Ferdillaix.

Journal

• When a chance to see a real-life heretic presents itself, how could an adventurer resist? Visit with Boyle and see what rattles his cage today.

• The heretic Boyle demands a sacrifice to offer to the dragons. This stretches even the very elastic definition of an adventurer's trade, but the imprisoned madman excites your pity. Ferdillaix may know if something can be done.

• While unmoved by the broken, raving man in his dungeons, Ferdillaix gives you a dead rat solely to have some peace and quiet. A mangy dungeon rat is no fatted calf, but give it to Boyle anyway, for heretics cannot be choosers.

• Boyle croons ecstatically over the dead rat, and begins some sort of a mumbled ritual chant. The less you linger near these doomed men, the better for your health. Make your report to Ferdillaix, and make haste.

• Ferdillaix grouses about the din caused by Boyle. It does seem inconvenient that in exposing a man's heresy, the inquisitors also make him loud and more than a little mad. However, no good can come of humoring unbelievers or criticizing the inquisitors...

Dialogue

Accepting the Quest

Boyle: Muahahahaha! Do you see? Do you see the great dragons? Dravanius mundi has risen! Bend the knee, bend the knee, bondsman/woman, before our righteous conquerors!
Boyle: They sent you, I know. A slave or a servant, a slave or a servant, those are the choices, so many voices...shhh. I must make an offering. Quickly, bondsman/woman, tell the slave Ferdillaix to send a fatted calf.

Speaking with Ferdillaix

Ferdillaix: Boyle wants another sacrifice, eh? That crazy unbelieving son of a trull, he won't shut up when he gets in this state. Makes these dungeons a living hell, believe you me.
Ferdillaix: Here, just give him this dead rat. That'll keep him quiet for a bit. He does these... rituals, you know. Fair turns the stomach, but anything for a little peace.

Giving Boyle the dead rat

Boyle: Bondsman/woman! I see the thrall Ferdillaix has prepared for us the fatted calf. The dragon-lords will be most pleased!
<Hand Over Dead Rat>
Boyle: Beautiful! Hm? "Innocent"? Shhh, my moo-cow, don't tell them you're innocent, it's worse that way... O dravanius mundi! Accept this offering and let me be reborn in flames...
Boyle: ...Pine pitch, pig's fat, dry brush, rock oil—don't forget hair, hair burns—but a little bronze rattle that he loved so well, that only melts. Muahaha, that only melts.

Reporting to Ferdillaix

Ferdillaix: Finally, some peace! I tell you, some of these unbelievers seem normal enough at first, but they show their true face after the inquisitors get to work on them. Best not consort with them that's in the dungeons, eh?