Oracle, Heal Thyself

Bring Pocopoc to Saezurah.

• Pocopoc's energy released

The vessel, snatched from peril. This automa, a steadfast servant. Its energy, the key to my restoration.

Pocopoc, it calls itself. A name that shall return to it.

My name will be mine again. Saezurah, among the last of the oracles. Guide to those who would save Zereth Mortis.

Bring Pocopoc. Its time as proxy has ended. The time of my awakening has arrived.

You will receive:

• 4,100 XP
• +100 reputation with The Enlightened

Dormant no longer. The pattern aligns. But more must be done.

Talk to Pocopoc:

• The pattern disrupted. The design in disarray. The vessel is the key.

Pocopoc begins channeling its energy into Saezurah. Both of them rise into the air while Firim and Pelagos step back.

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• With a burst of energy, Saezurah awakens and Pocopoc immediately falls to the ground. Pelagos runs up to the little automa and kneels next to it, as if to check that it's alright. Saezurah descends to the ground and Firim walks up to her and bows.
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• Saezurah looks from Firim to Pelagos, then floats over to near Firim's workbench while the other two and Pocopoc follow.
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On completion:

• The Empty Vessel, now just called Vessel, walks over to a corner of the room and sits down while Saezurah speaks.
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