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Tasuni

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Tasuni
Tasuni
Areas: Highgate (Act 4), Highgate (Act 9)
Functions: exchanges divination cards, Dirigeant of Highgate.
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Tasuni is an NPC that can be found in Highgate in act 4. Players can turn in their sets of divination cards with him in exchange for one or multiple items.

Dialogue

Tasuni is voiced by New Zealand actor, Yoson An.

Introduction

You have come to Tasuni, the augur of lost dreams. I see into the gloom. I hear whispers of trembling heart and blackened soul.

If you seek enlightenment, find a torch. If you seek to understand the Nightmare, I can help you feel your way through the darkness.

Introduction (Witch)

I stare into the eyes of madness, Witch. I see a hunger for power that Nightmare would most generously satiate, should you choose to ask it.

Introduction (Shadow)

I understand that you like to be called a 'shadow'. An interesting thing about shadows: they are strongest in the day and are utterly consumed by the night.

There won't be much daylight where you are going.

Introduction (Duelist)

You have bled and you have murdered, hundreds of times over, Duelist.

Why? For your precious glory. And where are you now? At the end of a world on the brink of extinction.

Glorious!

Introduction (Marauder)

Kaom's Way took him down into the deepest and darkest of nightmares. He didn't return.

Have you ever questioned your ancestors, Marauder? Have you asked them if that's really where the Karui Way leads?

Introduction (Templar)

Your holy mantle is stained with the blood of the countless, Templar. A sacrifice worthy of a God... just not to the god you had in mind.

Introduction (Ranger)

Yours is a lonely existence, Ranger. The journey of the one natural beast left to this land.

The corrupted wilderness rejects your love, and the corrupted creatures continue to fall to your rage.

Introduction (Scion)

There are few who understand the full enormity of the Nightmare. Those sorts of brains, the kind that you and I possess, are as rare as rhoas' teeth.

Look into yourself, Scion, into that beautiful mind of yours. Then look me in the eye, and tell me that the Beast can be defeated.

Oyun

The Maraketh are stranded in the sandstorm of reflection and regret. We look to our Sekhema to lead us out, yet the sandstorm is all she knows.

She needs me, her eyes and ears in the darkness, but she will never comprehend my gifts.

Dialla

Dialla has the form of a woman, yet the substance is one part corruption and nine parts death.

One day soon, you will see how lifeless she truly is.

Kira

Kira rides more swiftly and strikes more truly than any other dekhara here. If only she could learn to think as swiftly as she rides and speak as truly as she strikes.

Better and worse are judged not on the talents one prizes, but the talents one needs.

Petarus and Vanja

Petarus and Vanja. Two mouths that speak from one mind.

When together, they express some quite interesting thoughts. When apart, well... half a thought isn't really even a thought, is it?

Voll

The Maraketh speak of his betrayal, but Voll did what he thought was necessary to destroy the Beast.

Now he wanders the desiccation, tortured as much by his failure as by Nightmare.

Voll's death

In destroying Voll, you have avenged many a pretty, bloodied nose around here.

Well done, you.

Daresso

Nightmare is not without sophistication.

In life, Daresso was tortured by frustration and shame. In death, Nightmare has erased his past and forged a dream world in which Daresso would remain contented and loved.

What if Nightmare could do that for all of us? Would we really wish to destroy it then?

Daresso's death

Daresso was always a good man at heart, chained to an eternity of love and triumph.

You set him free.

Deshret

The Red Sekhema was the woman who forged what it meant to be 'Maraketh': a people united... strong.

It was Deshret who lit the fires in the hearts of woman and loins of man. When she fell, so did the pride of the Maraketh.

We've been falling ever since.

Kaom

My understanding of Kaom, the man, is that he was a prisoner of his own delusions. Now? He is a prisoner of someone else's.

The power of Nightmare to manipulate the soul never ceases to impress me.

That could be you one day, should you continue to follow this dark and winding path.

Kaom's death

Nightmare gave Kaom everything he ever dreamed of. How did it feel to make that dream die?

The Beast

Beneath your feet, Creation shivers and writhes. It yearns for transformation like a worm in a cocoon that dreams of wings and freedom. A transformation that only the Beast can excite.

A dark God of ancient sacrifice, a muse to the twisted and vile... the Beast, the Nightmare, the Darkness... names given to it by mortals that think with slugs bound in shells of bone.

Yet, one man knew the Beast's true name, understood its impenetrable nature.

Malachai.

An Indomitable Spirit

The gate is open, and now I hear her voice as clearly as if she were sitting right here with me.

Words of a dead woman, reverberating up from the depths of Highgate. A spirit chained, yet not enslaved. Tortured, yet unbroken.

That dead woman is Deshret, and our Red Sekhema longs to return to the dust of her Vastiri. Free her, and I shall reward you as my gifts allow.

Deshret's release

I felt it, saw it... the storm of her release. Our Red Sekhema is free to mingle once more with the red earth of our birthplace.

Deshret was the howling wind, the lash and bite of the driving dust. Our wild Vastiri is weakened by her absence no longer.

You've done yourself proud today, exile. Righted a wrong that we Maraketh have borne for far too long.

And of course, as promised, you shall be rewarded.

Ghasts

Upon death, our bodies return to the ground. Those that are marked with darkness nourish the corruption. Those that were mighty in life are stolen away.

They are carved and crafted, manipulated with malevolent creativity into becoming Malachai's servants. Forged into Ghasts of pure Nightmare.

Malachai

Malachai is what every Ghast aspires to be. The hands and eyes, the voice and mind of the Beast itself.

I see him in my dreams, forming his designs, crafting his tools, refining the chaos of nightmare into a vision. A future that you and I would not recognise.

That neither you or I belong to unless, of course, we choose to accept the dark embrace.

This is Malachai's greatest work. An act of invention like none other. Should he succeed, he will awaken the Beast.

What then? The Beast is not Death. Life will go on. A life like nothing we have seen before.

Cataclysm

Ghasts have no use for words. To speak in nightmare is to speak in emotion and image... in thought.

I see and feel the darkness, and that is how I know that the cataclysm was no accident. Its images are far too rich with intention, far too steeped in satisfaction.

Malachai's satisfaction. Malachai devastated my people, destroyed the Eternal Empire, for one reason. To put himself right where he is now, within the Black Heart of the Beast.

The Godless Three

Malachai's 'Godless Three'. Shavronne of Umbra, Doedre Darktongue and Inquisitor Maligaro.

You'll find no more devoted servants in all of Nightmare. In life, they were the three finest forgers of corruption in the Empire.

I'm inclined to agree with Malachai on this one. It would have been such a waste to let them languish in death.

Poor Deshret. Each had their wicked way with her, you see, their turn at trying to subsume Deshret into the collective corruption.

Ingenious they are. True artists. Had Deshret been in possession of an imagination, they might well have succeeded in creating a Ghast of her.

Fortunately for us, Deshret never had such a faculty.

The Godless Three's deaths

If Deshret were able, she'd thank you for dispatching her tormentors, the Godless Three. You'll have to content yourself with my thanks, instead.

Deshret has been avenged, as is the way of the Maraketh.

Tidiness helps one sleep at night, don't you think?

Malachai's death (Witch)

I knew you would embrace the darkness, Witch. What I couldn't know is that you would squeeze the very life from it. I honestly didn't think you had that much love in you.

Now one thing remains to be seen. Where will love take you next? Wherever it be, whatever it be, I pity it. Your regard, your touch, your embrace... can mean only doom for the loved.

So choose your loves wisely, Witch. Wraeclast may have much to thank you for, but it still has much to weep for.

Malachai's death (Shadow)

It took a Shadow to destroy the darkness. I suppose it makes a certain kind of sense. Darkness is the absolute absence of light. A shadow is light's progeny and slave, bound to serve whether it likes it or not.

I know that's not quite what you expected to hear, but then the expected is not always what's needed. No-one expected you to kill the Beast, not truly, and yet you did it anyway.

Continue to do what is least expected, Shadow, and you will continue to earn the greatness that you so clearly crave. Just don't forget where you came from. The light.

Malachai's death (Duelist)

You are an unusual creature indeed, Duelist. Your very being screams self-interest, self-aggrandizement, self-fulfillment... yet, you have committed the greatest and most selfless of acts.

Was it an act of the heart or merely an act? Only you can answer that one, and feel free to keep it to yourself. To the rest of us, it doesn't matter why you did it, only that you did it!

Now you have the privilege to stride off into the sunset in search of glory or perhaps even peace. That's the story you were told as a child, isn't it?

Go, enjoy your story, Duelist. May the ending be what you hope it to be.

Malachai's death (Marauder)

I'm sure your Ancestors are very proud of you right about now, Marauder. They must yearn for your presence at their feast, cry out in misery at your continued refusal to join them in the eternal celebration.

For even the great and powerful Beast could not slay you! And if you can't be killed then how, Marauder, will you ever get to meet your beloved Ancestors?

Quite a conundrum that, isn't it? Personally, I'm quite fond of the arrangement. So is all of Wraeclast, for that matter.

No-one ever said that the Karui Way was an easy way, right, Marauder?

Malachai's death (Templar)

You're going to tell me that you didn't kill the Beast, that it was simply your God acting through you.

Please don't say it. I fear I might be ill upon your self-righteous toes. No, Templar. You did this. The oh-so-ordinary man that is you.

That's where Malachai had it wrong, you see. He considered greatness to be a birthright, the possession of but a gifted few.

You, Templar have but one gift. Belief. You believed that God chose you to free Wraeclast from its nightmare and you've done everything in your power to prove that belief to be true.

It's a lie of course, but what a beautiful and powerful deceit! Please, continue to lie to yourself, Templar. It brings out the best in you.

Malachai's death (Ranger)

For a lover of nature, Ranger, you surely know how to destroy it. Yes, you can argue that the Beast was beyond nature, unnatural to its blackened core. I won't believe you though.

The Beast was as natural as you and I. It was simply a different kind of 'natural', one that we didn't, perhaps never would, understand.

It died after all. Quite a natural thing to do, under the circumstances. So thank you, Ranger, for bringing nature back to something we can know and feel comfortable with.

The world the Beast would have created would have been far too interesting!

Malachai's death (Scion)

You had no idea who you were when you left Oriath, did you? You were a slave to the definitions of others. So you went ahead and forged yourself a new identity.

The Scion, Bane of Nightmare, Purger of Corruption. Very good. A very healthy response... but wait a moment. The Beast is dead! The Nightmare is over. The Corruption will pass.

That leaves us with a rather tricky question, doesn't it? Who are you, when everything you have lived for is gone?

Achievements

Name Description
Soothsaying
Soothsaying achievement icon.jpg
Hand in a Full Set of Divination Cards to Tasuni.