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The Wall
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| The Wall | |
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| Information | |
| Giver: | Lucious Aldin |
| Location: | Charing Cross Station |
| City: | London |
| Type: | Story |
| Prerequisites | |
| None. | |
| Quest Line-Act II | |
| Wisdom and Chaos | |
| Books and Riddles | |
| Arms and Answers | |
| That'll Get Infected | |
| Hold Fast | |
| The Wall | |
| Mind Mysteries | |
Contents |
Objectives
- Starts: Lucious Aldin in Charing Cross Station
- Speak with Lord Arphaun.
- Travel to Embankment Redoubt.
- Activate the C.I.S. (On the top floor of the building you start in.)
- Guide the Fist to Victory.
- Return to Charing Cross Station.
- Ends: Return to Lord Arphaun in Charing Cross Station
Rewards
| Normal | Nightmare | |
|---|---|---|
| Experience | 2,460 xp | ? xp |
| Palladium | 140 p | ? p |
| Standing | 0 s | |
| Item(s) | None. | |
| Item Level | ||
| Other | Story advancement. | |
Hints & Tips
- You need only get one member of "The Fist" down the street to the "Portal to Safety". You don't need to kill all of the monsters.
- If you fail the mission (by having all of your soldiers die), you can immediately try it again.
- The final boss may prove to be difficult, but with patience, you can kill him using the airstike option, keeping your soldiers out of harms way.
Dialogue
On Start
Lucious Aldin: Look at the size of that guy's head!
Lucious Aldin: Astonishing
Lucious Aldin: Won't be long now, <<playename>>.
Lucious Aldin: Soon we'll hear the telling pop and then...
Techsmith 314: Pop? what pop?
Techsmith 314: You said you worked magic on me to do away with all the popping.
Techsmith 314: There shouldn't be any popping.
Techsmith 314: There's protective magic! You said so! Make it protect!
Lucious Aldin: Calm down. Of course there's protective magic, 314.
Lucious Aldin: I worked hard weaving the Dark Arts to minimize any potential mess.
Lucious Aldin: Just like I said, my spells will keep the inevitable rupture contained within a small sphere that encases your skull so we won't get splashed by stray brain matter.
Techsmith 314: Okay. Yeah. I get it. That's great. Just great. We'll do that then.
Techsmith 314: You know, I'm good with it, really, I am.
Techsmith 314: But why wait?
Techsmith 314: Let me just get a Vulcan Bolter and access this knowledge in my brain right freaking now!
Techsmith 314: ... Hey! I can't move! Why can't I move?
Lucious Aldin: Oh, that's just hte Death Sphere spell getting situated. Soon you'll be completely enfolded in its warm embrace.
Lucious Aldin: Then, when you blow, we'll stay nice and tidy.
Techsmith 314: Controlling the Demonic rage within me is getting especially difficult, <<playername>>.
Techsmith 314: You'd better come back in a little bit.
Techsmith 314: I'm liable to - I AM THE DARKNESS THAT ROILS BENEATH THE MASTICATING PESTILENCE - and so on and so forth.
Lord Arphaun: 314 progressing well?
Lord Arphaun: Hm. I hope that boy understands what his sacrifice means.
Lord Arphaun: No sense in waiting around and praying for the best, though.
Lord Arphaun: We've got another situation to deal with.
Lord Arphaun: A group of Templar fanatics are stuck at Embankment Redoubt.
Lord Arphaun: They're another of Maxim's disorganized messes and won't heed a single one of my commands! Hmph!
Lord Arphaun: No matter. They're human and I'll not abandon them.
Lord Arphaun: But to survive this they're going to need a hero... I plan to give them one!
Lord Arphaun: Get down there, <<playername>>. Take command.
Lord Arphaun: I want you personally leading those Templar.
Lord Arphaun: They're unordered and undisciplined. To properly control such a force, you must activate their Command Interlink and literally dictate every step.
Lord Arphaun: Ensure the survival of that Fist and the security of Embankment Redoubt.
Lord Arphaun: You have your orders... and my complete confidence.
On Complete
Lord Arphaun: Again... you've come through again!
Lord Arphaun: This time I can credit you with the salvation of our most stubborn troops.
Lord Arphaun: Damn fine work, <<playername>>.
Lord Arphaun: Your application of sound leadership and discipline in the field has pulled the Templar out of a most precarious situation.
Lord Arphaun: If only I could claim Techsmith and Lucious were faring as well.
Lord Arphaun: Both look read to explode - one with unwelcome supernatural force and the other with anticipation. Hmph!
Lord Arphaun: You guess which is which.
Lord Arphaun: I think it'd be best if you check in with Lucious and 314 to obtain a status report on the progress of The Oracle's incubation, hm?
