Divinity Original Sin: Eglandaer

Eglandaer is an NPC in Divinity: Original Sin

Can be first found at the Graveyard of Cyseal City, but after you talk to him he moves to the Second Floor of the King Crab Inn

Starts the quest: Elf-Orc Blood Feud

Dialog[edit]

Oh, how nice it is of you -the very picture of youth- to break the monotony of an elder's day, whiled away on this hardwood bench.
Pray, let me be forward with you, 0 sapling rose, O leaf of spring, for my weary mind is troubled and would highly prize thy gentle-handed assistance; thy kind ministrations.
1. Tell me more about yourself.
- I am but an aged elf, that has seen the years parade in long succession. Gladly shall I tell you more; will I regale thee, O whelp of men, with my tale, but not here, where the winds may steal my words.
2. About the assistance you asked of me.
- You would listen to my grievances, guide me toward untroubled realms? You truly are a wonder, O budding flower of the morn! Yet that which I would tell you is of a rather private nature, so let us escape both the chill and the eye of public scrutiny.
- Hot spiced wine and a snug little room await us on the King Crab's first floor. Let us go there, so that we can warm our bones, yet make shiver our hearts with a tale of loss and sorrow.
3. I'll take my leave.

Later at the King Crab Inn:

Aaahhh! You have come! Yesss... that is most satisfactory. Be gone O brittle mask of age! Hear me now repeat the words of Brittletooth, the Child Snatcher of Karador: come play with me, for I am hungry! Come play, play, play!
1. Tell me more about yourself.
- My name is Eglandaer T'Huilsannalar, elf of the house of Gandavum, the slaughtered house of Gandavum, but by the twin blades of the Shadow Vixen, I shall have my revenge! The walls of memory are stained with blood, and I would see them bloodier still.
2. About the assistance you asked of me...
- The game, yeeeesssss! A game of blood and brutality, of death and dexterity - fun as Ferreng, the Horror Harlequin! But like the Serpentine Stalker hisses before the stab: hush now, darkness' darling, hush! Hush and listen to my tale!
- The elves of Gandavum, they lived in peace, oh yes, but one night when the moon had hid her face the orcs of the tribe of Kazuldaghar beset our city. They cooked and ate and burned every last one of us. **The light of dawn never saw an elf of Gandavum no more.
- All undone, every last one of us, except for me: the midnight rambler, away from the city. I was very old back then already, though indeed I whisper of many years hence. But death shall not find me, oh no, not until every beast of Kazuldaghar has been bled!
- I may be frail -a withered grey- but the wealth of kings is mine. Countless assassins have ministered to the vengeance that is my want, and now it is almost over! By Kala, Lady of the Last Gaze, I swear it is almost done! Only the very last one of the Kazuldaghar still eludes me; the crowning kill that will seal its fate and mine alike.
- I have tracked her down, by the curse of Spine Spear, I have! She does not know her ill-shapen sun is setting fast. Colour the dusk red, O sword of youth! Bloody the day with the bramble sap that runs through the veins of Victoria; bring me the amulet that clings to her flesh (soon to fade!), and yours shall be the bounty of vindication. Mine shall be its sanguine satisfaction... after long, long last!
- 1. So my target would be Victoria, a girl orc.
  - Yes, Victooorrriaaahhh... She is the one whose heart must be held in hand; the heart around which the fingers of that hand must clench and tighten until its choking flesh bulges with blood and its beat slowly breaks!
  - The orcs of Kazuldaghar, they knew my name, oh yes! By the bite of the Roving Rattler, they knew my design! And so they sought to save their last, an infant: She-Who-Was-To-Be-Queen. To no avail, oh no! Years, how many I know not, years I searched, and now she has been found.
- 2. Let's change the subject...
- 3. I'll take my leave.

Cooperative Dialog[edit]

That was quite the radical change we witnessed! I never would have thought that the benign old man we met outside would turn out to be a vengeance-driven aficionado of assassins!
1. He is as much a savage as those ores! And how is Victoria guilty of her tribe's crime if she was but a babe at the time? (+1 Forgiving)
- Indeed! Victoria probably doesn't even know about her past. And yet she's on a... let's call him eccentric's hit list. (+1 Forgiving)
2. He has been driven to madness by grief I think, but I understand his urge to see every last one of that ore tribe dead. (+1 Vindictive)