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Claw Veteran Degehri
Prime Status: Alive
Race: Prydaen
Gender: Male
Location: Beyond the Barrier
Type: quest
Relatives: -


You see Claw Veteran Degehri, a Prydaen.
He has cat-slitted golden eyes that sparkle with mischief, fluffy dark grey fur and large pointed ears that stand alert. He has a thin, wiry build and a short tail.
He is slightly under average height for a Prydaen.
He appears to be an adult.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a small curved scythe in his left hand and a small curved scythe in his right hand.
He is wearing an oak shortbow, small leather haversack decorated with several colorful beads, a pair of leather armbands that wrap around his upper arms, a thigh-length leather tunic with colorful beading along the edges, and a pair of thick leather moccasins.



Degehri smiles happily, a bit of a dreamy look on his face.
Degehri says, "I know you've met her already. She goes back and forth between here and the Barrier a lot. She's also the Elder's only daughter. She's very nice, although she shouts a lot sometimes when she's frustrated. We're a little community so we all know each other pretty well. Even smaller now that most of the Claw left."


Degehri says, "Ah, the Claw Matron. She's very nice, although stern sometimes. She's the closest of us to Tenemlor, although she doesn't fight all that much, at least not as much as the rest of us. She's very strong, although it takes her a very long time to cast some of her spells, and the timing usually has to be right."


Degehri says, "The Claw of Tenemlor are the last of the Prydaen people who stayed behind in the Western lands despite their utter ruin. We're granted special power by Tenemlor that aids in fighting the undead, and we each have a Tenemlor-touched weapon that are specially made to kill the undead. I managed to bury one of mine in Lyras's shoulder once. She didn't like that much." He brandishes his twin hand-held scythes in both fists, their wickedly curved edges flashing in the dim light.
Degehri says, "I've killed a lot of the undead with these."

ASK DEGEHRI ABOUT CORRUPTION (after killing corruption)

Degehri beams at you and says, "Thank you again for killing the corrpution."


Degehri says, "He's old and wise, and we listen to what he tells us. But he also leaves us to our own devices, to accomplish our goals in our own ways. He and his mate stay in the Hub most of the time while the warriors go and do stealth attacks against Lyras. Well, now, the undead, since Lyras is gone. At least sort of."

ASK DEGEHRI ABOUT LYRAS (as a Necromancer)

Degehri scratches his ear, and his tail twitches a bit.
Degehri says, "Lyras is the reason the land is like this. She's... well, I'll admit I've batttled both her and her remnants, and she's hurt me badly a few times. You really don't want to tussle with her when you're all by yourself. But we're only a few out here, which is why we've called you out here. It's hard to admit we can't do everything ourselves, but I'm very grateful to have your help, you know." He smiles.

Degehri's smile fades a bit, and he says, "Although. I recognize you... what you are." His pose becomes wary, but he refrains from attacking you.


Degehri sadly says, "I'll admit, although this is the worst it's ever been, I grew up with the land kind of like this, so I've never really seen Sharlir when she was, well, normal. She's always in moonskin, and really, it's creepy. She likes to prowl around and hunt us. Not that that accomplishes all that much, you know... we fight her, she fights us. It's a long stalemate."


Degehri hisses softly, his ears flattening a bit against the sides of his head.
Degehri says, "That awful thing has been there for a while now, but recently it's been swelling. Like something's growing inside of it. I know you really need to get to the Hub, but the Elder will understand. Lyras and Sharlir aren't going anywhere, after all, but if that thing breaks out it could be a lot worse than if we just deal with it now."


Degehri looks grumpy or even angry for just a split second, then smiles broadly.
Degehri says, "Ah, Vipife. An accomplished warrior, and has slain thousands of the undead. This week. He was the one that stopped Lyras from escaping the first time she tried. Vipife is pretty old. And Agehrilor has a bit of a thing for him."