Power Hungry

For many centuries I have slept within these halls, confined by magic that is at once both rare and powerful. Not since the bygone days of my mortal youth has such an enchantment been woven by practitioners of the magical arts. I have waited for a time of great peril, when my line's Sigil would be needed. You have spoken the words in accordance with the ancient texts, and I am beholden to do your bidding. I see into your heart, and I fear that some great misfortune has befallen my people. You do not hold the purity cherished by my race. If you are a representative of what the Elves have become, then I am thankful I was not there to witness their downfall. As for the Sigil, I have what you seek. If you wish to grasp the Sigil, you must first calm the flame of life, embrace death's chill blaze, and then warm yourself using the pure essence of fire.

Go to the Phoenix Eye and use the three Braziers in the proper order to free the Sigil. When you have claimed the Sigil, return with it to Redath Myeran in Honor's Scourge.