Esata

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Claw Matron Esata
Prime Status:	Alive
Guild:	Cleric
Race:	Prydaen
Gender:	Female
Location:	Beyond the Barrier
Type:	quest
Relatives:	-

Appearance

You see Claw Matron Esata, a Prydaen Cleric.
She has light grey fur, cat-slitted bright green eyes and a long flowing silver mane that trails down her back. Though almost dangerously thin, she is still muscular, her fur extremely fine to the point of being slick to her body. She has a long tail with a small lion's tuft at the end.
She is slightly above average height for a Prydaen.
She appears to be elderly.
She is in good shape.

She is holding a small leather scroll in her right hand.
She is wearing a short sleeveless white tunic, a pair of wooden wristcuffs scribed with tribal markings, a thin leather belt painted with a rainbow of colors, and a pair of simple leather sandals.

Questions

ASK ESATA ABOUT AGEHRILOR

Esata sighs a bit and says, "She is my daughter. My only child. Stubborn, eager to prove herself. I don't want to see her killed. It's so hard to have children these days." She looks wistful, and sighs, gazing off into the distance.

ASK ESATA ABOUT ESATA

Esata says, "I am Esata, one of the last of the Claw of Tenemlor. At least, I suspect that we will be the last. We fight in Tenemlor's name, but there are so few of us, and most of the Claw has gone to the East now. But I will stay here until the land is restored, or until I can no longer draw breath."

ASK ESATA ABOUT EU

Esata stares straight at you and says, "You would not understand, necromancer."

ASK ESATA ABOUT LYRAS

Esata sighs a bit and says, "I do wish we knew why she did what she did. But I thank you for coming to the West and aiding us. What you did made a true impact."

ASK ESATA ABOUT NECROMANCY (as a Necromancer)

Claw Matron Esata stares at you and says, "You seem to know far more about that subject than I do." She seems both repulsed by you and incredibly wary.

ASK ESATA ABOUT RAKASH

Claw Matron Esata makes a strange noise and says, "I personally do not like them. They are strange creatures, and look Eastern most of the time, except when Katamba is full. It does not seem right, to be blessed with fur and a tail only a few days out of the month."

ASK ESATA ABOUT SHARLIR

Claw Matron Esata nods and says, "A Rakash woman, apparently a famous one, very strong. Turned into one of Lyras' generals, the one that was either left behind, or stayed behind with the remnants of Lyras' shattered soul. Lyras guarded her very jealously, and purely out of spite, I imagine. I hope that you were able to at least give her some rest."

ASK ESATA ABOUT TENEMLOR (as a Necromancer)

Esata stares at you and says, "Why do you ask about Tenemlor? She despises your kind just as much as the Eastern gods do. You have forsaken everything that is good and right with the world. You stated that you come to aid us, so we tolerate you. But do not think that you find yourself welcome here, necromancer."

ASK ESATA ABOUT VIPIFE

Esata serenely says, "He is originally from another tribe, one of the few that was trapped behind the Barrier when it fell. He joined the Claw about twenty years ago, and considers himself a veteran. A bit gruff, but competent at least. He does not get along with my daughter at all, so I suspect they will fall in love soon."

ASK ESATA ABOUT WHEEL

Esata serenely says, "The Prydaen Wheel of Life. We are born, grow up, learn, live, have children, teach our children the ways, and then we pass on for a little while. When we are ready to return to the world, Demmris or Tenemlor sends us back to be born again. At least, that is what used to happen. These days, those that fled to the East no longer participate in the Wheel for the most part."

She continues, "Some have returned to Demmris, Tenemlor and Eu, but most have not. The Wheel Song is only rarely sung after death, and far more often the dead are directly raised by clerics instead." She sighs a bit and says, "It is... difficult, the passing of an era."