Rogbum | |||
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Location | Sorrow | ||
Race | Orc | Gender | Male |
Health | 25974 | ||
Reaction | Friendly (Justice Neutral after quest) | ||
Pickpocket | Hard | Profession | Clothier |
Rogbum is an Orc clothier who can be found the mountain, Sorrow.
Related QuestsEdit
- Sorrow's Kiss: Help a famous archaeologist climb to the top of a mountain.
DialogueEdit
Prior to starting the quest, he'll say:
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- "Be careful out there, friend. Just look what the mountain did to me! Actually don't look. It's, uh … it's far too gruesome!"
- "Oh. Ow! This is … ow! This is excruciating!"
- "Are you headed back to the city? I need to see a healer. I'm in real pain here."
- What's wrong with you?
- "What's wrong with me? Just look! My guts are busted all to pieces. See how swollen my ankle is? I'm on death's doorstep here and no one cares!"
- What does your ankle have to do with your guts?
- "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were a master healer. Everyone knows that when your guts get beaten up, the juices gather down in your ankles. Don't play dumb."
- I don't think that's how it works.
- "Look, you can't tell me how to feel. I get enough of that from Stughrush. You weren't there. All that snow and ice crashing down on us. We should all be dead as drunk mice on a Morndas. It's damn near a miracle any of us survived."
- So there was an avalanche then?
- "An avalanche? Try six avalanches!
That mountain is cursed. There's something wrong with it, and I don't have any interest in finding out what it is. I just need to go back home, see a healer about my, you know, my injuries, and that's that."
After the quest:
- "Wait—you left the armlet up there? Up on that damn mountain? That doesn't mean we have to go back up there to get it, does it?"
- What's wrong with you?
- "What's wrong with me? Just look! My guts are busted all to pieces. See how swollen my ankle is? I'm on death's doorstep here and no one cares!"
- What does your ankle have to do with your guts?
- "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were a master healer. Everyone knows that when your guts get beaten up, the juices gather down in your ankles. Don't play dumb."
- I don't think that's how it works.
- "Look, you can't tell me how to feel. I get enough of that from Stughrush. You weren't there. All that snow and ice crashing down on us. We should all be dead as drunk mice on a Morndas. It's damn near a miracle any of us survived."
- So there was an avalanche then?
- "An avalanche? Try six avalanches!
That mountain is cursed. There's something wrong with it, and I don't have any interest in finding out what it is. I just need to go back home, see a healer about my, you know, my injuries, and that's that."