Ylek

Two forlorn refugees in the camp in the dreadlands have asked me to seek out any sign of their son and return to them with the news, good or bad, of his well-being. They sold Ylek into the claw when he was much younger. Perhaps I will find more about him at the Citadel.

Ylek
Quest giver	A Forlorn Refugee
Starting Zone	Dreadlands
Other Zone(s)	Citadel of the Claw
Suggested Level Range	65 plus
Faction Required	The Slave Rebellion (Dubious)
Quest items used	Ylek's Amulet
Positive (+) Faction	The Slave Rebellion
Related overview	Kromtash's First Task These may be taken at the same time and completed in any order Refined Yclist Winches in the Quarry Things that go bump in the mines Dubious Quests Girix's bounty quest (Bounty) Ylek A Childs Memories A Struggling Society - Part I These may be taken at the same time and completed in any order Aiding Caretaker Kolsaz Darima wants meat! Torsch say smash monkey A Struggling Society - Part II Shadows of War - Part I These may be taken at the same time and completed in any order Armaments of Assault Armaments of Protection A Slave's Best Friend The Slaves Are Still Sick Shadows of War - Part II Apprehensive Quests Gnik Gnack Kromtor Supply Pack bounty quest Caretaker Torsch's quest Indifferent Quests Complications Those Who Fall Far Finding Wisdom Allies and Enemies Those Who Hunt Hunters Retribution - Part I Continued as the Main Quest

Walkthrough

Find A Forlorn Refugee (Dreadlands  at 425, 8920, 1067  • Refuge camp, Southeast building.) .

You say, 'Hail, A Forlorn Refugee'

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'Hello, you must be one of the outsiders?'

You say, 'I heard you were from a village on the outskirts of Ikild.'

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'Yes, that's true. We profited much from the trade that passed through on its way to the city, and the protection of the city's militia and Claw garrison.'

You say, 'What did you do there?'

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'My husband worked in the Imperial Ironworks inside the city. I kept a small inn for travelers in our home.'

You say, 'Why did he leave the forge?'

The father speaks up, 'You don't have to talk about me like I'm not here. I'm crippled not dead.' The woman looks down at him and smiles sadly and says, 'You can speak to him through me. He doesn't hear very well these days.'

Note: Doesn't appear to result in an alignment hit. If there is one it is small.

[D1]

You say, 'I'm sorry.'

The man sighs and hangs his head. 'I was young and strong once too.

You say, 'What happened?'

The man says, 'I was a foreman in Kaezul's Imperial Armory. We were pouring an iron head for a battering ram when one of the damn goblins fouled a guiderope. I was very nearly killed.' He points with the elbow stump of his arm at a badly scarred and twisted leg. 'As it is, I can walk a little, if it isn't too far. Kaezul has no place in his employ for a useless cripple, and our inn never made much money. We were forced to flee debtors prison, or worse.'

[D2]

You say, 'Being a cripple doesn't give you the right to mouth off to me like that! Apologize, old man!'

The father says, 'And my injuries don't mean I'll take disrespect from the likes of you!'

You say, 'I'm sorry, I spoke out of turn.'

MISSING TEXT

Note: Nothing seemed to have happened when I picked "Then you will die!". I was already Ally faction, maybe what had something to do with it?

You say, 'Then you will die!'

You say, 'What do you know about the Claw?'

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'The Claw...They are both respected and feared throughout Ikisith. They are Kaezul's arm, his knife into his citizenry. They cut out the rot and decay that inevitably festers in such a large empire, but they can be...indiscriminate. To be sure, Claw operatives have defended us from the lesser races of Ikisith and stopped plots from outsiders, but there have been massacres of loyal citizens attributed to the Claw as well.'

You say, 'How do you know so much about the Claw?'

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'I admist, I have paid...close attention to reports of Claw activities, and scoured their ranks whenever a brigade passes. You see, I have a son in the Claw.'

You say, 'Your son is a Claw?!'

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'Yes. The Claw recruiters travel to villages across Ikisith to select the best youths from the Empire to serve Kaezul. It is a great honor to have your child selected, only the best of the best were fit to serve Kaezul. And rewarding as well.'

You say, 'Rewarding? You sold your child to the claw?'

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'We didn't understand! We had lived in nothing but peace and prosperity, outside the city limits of Ikild. The truth of things was hidden from our eyes.'

You say, 'And to what do you owe your newfound enlightenment?'

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'After the accident, our neighbors helped for a while, until he was healed. But once it was clear the he would never be strong again, never walk without a crutch, the help dried up. I couldn't support the two of us, and it was only a matter of time before we were taken in to debtor's prison, or seen to the mines to work to pay our debts. We were fleeing through the jungle when we came across a dissident camp. They were willing to take us in for whatever I could do around their camp - cooking and foraging to feed us all.'

You say, 'How would you even know your son today, if you saw him so many years later?'

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'A few days after he was born, a traveling shaman came to stay with us. He said he had spent many years in the deepest jungles, communing with the spirits of the earth and his ancestors. I was upstairs with Ylek when he came to our door. My husband came upstairs and told me, he already knew that we had had a son. We brought him down to receive the shaman's blessing and he gave Ylek a talisman, a large tooth, crapped up in some sinew with a loop to fit around his neck. I'm sure that its magic protects him still. If you find any trace of Ylek, please - let us know. Good or bad.'

Your journal has been updated. [Ylek]

 

Journal Text: Two forlorn refugees in the camp in the dreadlands have asked me to seek out any sign of their son and return to them with the news, good or bad, of his well-being. They sold Ylek into the Claw when he was much younger. Perhaps I will find more about him at the Citadel.

Note: Enter into the Citadel of the Claw and complete the A Childs Memories quest.

Gather and give A Forlorn Refugee:

• Ylek's Amulet

Your faction standing with The Slave Rebellion has gotten better!

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'Oh, you found his amulet. But...where is Ylek, then?'

You say, '-Tell Ylek's story.-'

A Forlorn Refugee says, 'I see. Killed by his own friend. Perhaps all these rumors are true about the Claw. It only gives what we are trying to do here even more importance. We will not forget our son nor you. Thank you again, <Player Name>.'

You have completed a quest. [Ylek]

 

Journal Text: I have returned to Ylek's parents with news of their son's death at the hands of his only friend in the Claw.