Dagreth

Dagreth RendarakDagreth Rendarak
Status:	Alive
Guild:	Empath
Race:	Dwarf
Gender:	Male
Location:	Hibarnhvidar (Ranik Map 118c)
Type:	Guild Leader
Relatives:	Bvarn (brother)

Description

The Guildleader is a short Dwarven male wearing only an armless floor length crimson robe. His long, graying hair is tied back into a ponytail which hangs nearly to his bare feet. Painted into his forehead and forearms are his life's work, a myriad of scars and welts that mark him as an Empath. You notice that he never smiles, but seems involved in an inner struggle to maintain himself.

Conversation Topics

Aev

Dagreth Rendarak says, "The eyes of our leadership, they serve as diplomats, messengers and observers."

Annael

Tapping his finger on his chair, Dagreth responds, "She's far too wrapped up in the past for my liking. She needs to do whatever she needs to do to get over it."

Alris

With a sigh, Dagreth says, "Seems a decent fellow, but scatterbrained."

Atladene

Dagreth nods his head, "I can't help but respect what she was a part of."

Bvarn

Dagreth looks at you, "My brother, he has a small shack out on the Great Salt Road. I tried to save his wife, but was not strong enough."

Dagreth

Dagreth snorts, as if the very idea of discussing his life was ridiculous.

Decay

Dagreth Rendarak looks very disturbed. "We had much still to learn then that was a dark time for us. I'm glad we have moved away from that."

Edenlaen

Dagreth grunts. "Busybody."

Eksharo

Dagreth frowns, "He spends far too much time posturing."

Empaths

Guildleader Dagreth Rendarak gazes into you, almost searching your soul as he speaks, "We, as Empaths, hold within ourselves the most cherished and valued possession of all Elanthia. We hold life. Through our diligent training and constant study, we can become a barrier between life and death. We are the All God's gift to those crippled, blind, stricken souls who wish to breathe all of life's many scents."

Guildleader Dagreth Rendarak pauses once again before adding rather sternly, "Understand that we do not require the aid of the gods, nor do we want it. We draw our ability from Elanthia, from the soil, water, and wind. We do what the gods cannot, we give life before death has a chance to rip it away."

Ferdahl

Dagreth Rendarak scratches his beard, "That was their business. Governments change hands all the time."

Gertrelda

Dagreth's eyes mist over, "Gertie, or Gertrelda, was a good friend of mine when we were growing up. Eventually, she married my brother Bvarn, though we all stayed close through the years. Unfortunately, she contracted a fatal disease and passed away. I was...unable to heal her." Dagreth looks down for a moment before composing himself again.

Gyfford

Dagreth ponders for a moment, "He seems to lead his people well. I can appreciate that."

Haaltekar

Dagreth nods with approval. "A dwarf with sense."

Hand of Hodierna

Dagreth shrugs. He says, "A right useful thing, if you can get past the fanciful name, at least. A healing ability that allows an Empath to heal multiple patients at once, though slowly. Need a persistent link in place first, then the Empath simply places himself on the verge of transferring...ahh, it's hard to explain. It's not a finely controlled ability, though -- injuries just seem to sort of seep through the link from the patient to the Empath, with no real knowing what'll come through and how bad it'll be."

Dagreth continues pensively, "A new technique out of Ilithi, I'm told. Seems like it'd be best for field healing. Put one Empath in with a group of fighters, say, and then they'd sort of accumulate all the hurts of the fighters, hopefully slow enough to stay on top of. Then you'd just want to supplement that with judicious application of the standard healing technique. Since you'd have to have a persistent link in place anyway, that'd be a good way to monitor everyone's hurts without constantly pawing at 'em." He abruptly seems to notice your presence again, smiling mirthlessly.

Rendarak concludes, "You should already know about this, since I can sense the ability within you. You should be able to use it, so long as your Empathy is sufficient."

Ivinnes

Dagreth snorts, "A distraction, that's what."

Jomay

Dagreth leans over and whispers, "An Empath of high skill and low moral character. It's a combination more dangerous than anything else possible."

Khalo

Dagreth Rendarak looks at you and responds, "It means leader. There are three branches of Khalo in our guild: the Modien or Moda, the Aev and the Wen."

K'Miriel

Dagreth Rendarak nods. "I like the girl. A bit touchy-feely but she knows her stuff."

K'Xonei

Dagreth snorts. "That one. It's a wonder that she and K'miriel came from the same mother."

Manipulate

Dagreth Rendarak says, "With sufficient skill, an Empath can turn the tide of hostility directed toward him or her. This is done by persuading the creature attacking that one is a friend rather than an enemy. Should you choose to learn how to do this from your guildmates, use it with caution. It will not work everywhere."

Mirinn

Dagreth nods his head, "A woman of great dignity and skill. If we had more Martyrs, we'd actually get some work done."

Moda

Dagreth Rendarak says, "The mouthpieces of the guild. Generally, decisions regarding how the guild operates...what it teaches and what it doesn't...come from the Modien. Oh, that's the term for them collectively. Individually, the term is Moda."

Nissa

Dagreth leans his head, "A brave lady...for an Elf."

Ordelian

Dagreth raises an eyebrow. "Like to know of him, eh? So would many of us. He didn't get out much."

Sarhhsna

Dagreth gives a short nod, "A person who knows what I know...keep your lips closed and just do your work."

Shalvard

Dagreth nods, "A good friend from my youth. If he had only been there when Gertie went ill...things might have been different. Perhaps the two of us could have..." Dagreth's eyes cloud for a moment, then he straightens up and continues, "He and I still talk, but we are both quite busy."

Vorclaf

Dagreth snorts, "I hear he enjoys attention from the ladies. His wife best keep a stern eye on him."

Wen

Dagreth Rendarak glances at you, "The leaders of the young. This would include me, because the Guildleaders are the Khalo rae Wen of the guild."

Wyllen

Dagreth Rendarak sighs. "She's alright, when she stops talking. But she is very wise, and her guidance strong."