Lady Nepenthe

Name: Lady Nepenthe

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Bestows Quest(s): Rest for the Restless

Affiliation(s): House Phiarlan

Location: Bogwater Tavern

Bogwater Tavern

If you try to talk to her while at level 1, she will reply:

• Lady Nepenthe: I am in mourning. I do not wish for company.
• You: Anyone else around here need help?
• Lady Nepenthe: The junk trader Lesto Half-Price sometimes visits me, I know not why. Last week he was strutting and crowing about a 'big sale' he made, but now he slinks around the warehouse district like a scared rat. I believe he is in trouble.

If you are at level 2 or higher, however, she will reply:

• Lady Nepenthe: I am in mourning. I do not wish for company.
• You: May I ask the reason for your sorrow?
• Lady Nepenthe: I mourn the loss of my only son. We had not spoken since I left Aerenal for Stormreach, leaving behind a life best forgotten. Then he sent word that he too wished to sever ties with our old associates and join me in my solitude. I was overjoyed.
• You: And did he join you in Stormreach?
• Lady Nepenthe: Not trusting the fickle seas, my son took passage on a House Lyrandar airship. At the hour of his arrival, a storm blew out of nowhere, sudden and fierce. This was no natural storm—it chased the airship like a hunting hound. It seemed a column of night was struggling towards Stormreach from across the sea...
• You: What happened?
• Lady Nepenthe: The airship reached land, but could not halt its wild progress. It smashed into the hills beyond Stormreach. All aboard were lost—and even this I could accept, if my son's enemies had been satisfied with his death. But they were not!
• You: What more vengeance could they take?
• Lady Nepenthe: His body was not found. And a week after the disaster, I received a letter, bearing a seal I knew too well. My son, it said, had returned to the service of those he sought to escape. They raised his bones! They set him to guard their trinkets in the Stormreach sewers! Oh, his spirit is long departed. But the defilement of his corpse I cannoth bear!
• You: I would avenge this blasphemy, if I could.
• Lady Nepenthe: If you would do this, seek my child below Stormreach. Dispatch him from this cold world. He will not easily be told from the other walking bones, save by his stature. But you will do no evil by sending the others to their rest—especially those who wield magic, for they remember enough to hate their servitude. I can not pay you in gold, but I will not forget your bravery.
• You: I will try to accomplish this, Lady Nepenthe. (Bestow quest)

Talking to her after acquiring the quest, but before completion, will make she say:

• Lady Nepenthe: My son's body still dances to the strings pulled by his enemies. Why do you return to me?

On completion of quest, she will congratulate you with the following:

• Lady Nepenthe: You need not tell me of your success. I know that my son's remains are no longer defiled by the Blood of Vol. By freeing him, you opposed a greater evil than you knew. I might have warned you that Vol was involved—but you survived, and a fraction of my guilt is cleansed. Perhaps someday your blind courage will be rewarded. Until then, may you escape the wrath of my former brethren.
• You: Goodbye, Lady Nepenthe.

After completing the quest and take the reward, if you talk to her again, she will reply:

• Lady Nepenthe: Still you walk free, despite having vexed the Blood of Vol. In this, you and I are alike.
• You: Anyone else around here need help?
• Lady Nepenthe: The junk trader Lesto Half-Price sometimes visits me, I know not why. Last week he was strutting and crowing about a 'big sale' he made, but now he slinks around the warehouse district like a scared rat. I believe he is in trouble.