Christmas Presents
This quest belongs to an NPC, whom you must be on the same place as to complete.
To complete all a quest all you have to do is on the same plane, then click Quests tab, click the quest, click complete.
You must have the required items, currencies and/or faction points needed.
ATTN!
This quest chain is only available during the Winter Event
- Quest Name:
- Christmas Presents
- Npc Name:
- The Poet
- Required Item:
- Dusty old presents
- Required Secondary Item:
- None Required.
- Faction Loyalty NPC To Assist
- The Poet
- Required Fame Level
- 10
- Required Gold:
- 1000000
- Required Gold Dust Cost:
- 10000
- Must Complete Quest:
- Isabella’s earrings
Upon completing the quest you will receive:
- Reward Gold:
- 2,000,000
- Reward Gold Dust:
- 20,000
- Reward Shards:
- 200
- Reward XP:
- 300
Before Completion Text
You spot him immediately, standing on the port, looking out over the frozen ocean as the sun slowly rises over the horizon. The glow of the sun begins to warm the world around it, but not enough to push back the bite of the chill.
His familiar fedora, his slender frame wrapped in a fur cloak, and his youthful appearance—different from the old, haggard form you are used to.
“Child,” he says, without turning to face you. “I know this land is foreign and unfamiliar. The people are trapped, frozen in their own pain and suffering. It’s baffling to me how a child could create such hatred, such frozen memories of another time, and yet be so cavalier towards their pain, the pain he caused.”
You both stand in silence, facing each other as the wind picks up slightly, causing his cloak to billow in the cold, icy grip of the wind.
After a moment, he turns from you, staring out over the frozen ocean, and asks, “What is it you seek, child?”
You tell him of the Enchanted Snowman who spoke of a watch. The Poet ponders this for a while before speaking.
“I believe I have heard of a watch lost in the crash. Alas, there was something else lost in the crash, something I search for: presents. Old and dusty now, but they were the last vestiges of that night, the last things the parents bought for their child in those cold winter months.”
You ask where they might be found, hoping an exchange can be made.
“The wreck. Search the wreck.”