Ruddloaf Mortlock

The ancient gray-skinned halfling shaman raises his eyes towards you
and scratches his chin with a skeletal arm while evaluating you. Seeing
you stare at the arm, he puts it out of the view.

"Welcome, ... visitor. I am Ruddy Mortlock, leader of these monks. Pay
no heed to the guards, their orders are strict, imagination poor, and
corpses still usable."

"I see Midgaardia has finally rediscovered us. If we had waited on
heroes for our salvation, we'd all be on half-orken food plates by
now. You see, we've toiled under their yoke ever since the shipwrecks
hundreds of years ago. Yet, a few centuries of careful planning - he
gestures around him - and here we are, on the verge of our final
victory."

Ruddy looks at you and considers your armaments and armor.

"I have no idea why are you actually here. Still, I could use your
help with something. A ... quest ... if you wish, something appropriate
for a hero such as yourself."

"An acolyte thought he could cheat to power by stealing my thousand
year old Staff of Lesser Necromancy. It is not a powerful artifact,
yet could still be useful in a manner of ways."

He points to the catwalk outside his chambers.

"Fetch it."

Keywords: Ruddloaf, Mortlock, shaman.
Level: 95.
Alignment: demonic.
Flags: steadfast.
Affects: sanctuary

Gear

Ruddloaf Mortlock is using:
<worn around neck>  [Pristine  ] (Demonic) (Glowing) rune of life
<wielded>           [Pristine  ] (Demonic) (Magical) soul splitting spike dagger

Comments

Ruddloaf is a corpse animator, as can be determined from his description. He is also huge, sanced, and hits brutally hard (especially in Eragora's lower-AC climate).

Just... beware.

Directions

Area: Sun God Altar (Map).
Room: Shaman's Quarters.