The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Shisou]

"I... I m-m-m-m-m-m-might c-c-c-consider o-p-p-p-p-ption t-two."

[Zevran]

"You would be willing to become a priest?" Zevran asks, startled by the preference.

[Shisou]

"M-m-m-my f-f-f-family d-d-d-d-de-e-ity is Za-n-non," he says, wincing. "I m-m-m-m-m-ight b-b-b-b-e w-w-w-w-willing t-t-t-to ch-ch-change. A-a-a-and... I d-d-d-don't h-h-h-have a c-c-c-c-alling outside of m-m-m-my a-m-mulet a-a-a-and th-that I d-d-d-d-don't... d-d-d-do s-s-s-o m-m-m-much a-a-anym-m-more. O-p-p-p-ption th-three is a-a-also a m--m-m-aybe d-d-d-depend-d-ding on th-the q-q-q-quest."

[Zevran]

Dau hums for a few seconds, then offers, "the first possibility for your Quest is to negotiate with a red dragon living--"

"Next option," Zevran says firmly, eyes wide.

"Ah. There is a plant in the Tulia Jungles in the kingdom of Narwu that Raplin wishes to... study, I suppose."

Zevran stares a moment, glancing at Shisou. In the what where? I've never even heard of either of those places.

[Shisou]

"Wh-wh-where?"

[NPCs]

"In the kingdom of Narwu," Dau repeats helpfully.

"Which is located... where, from here?"

"Ah. Hmm." Dau cocks his head, then points off to their left. "Roughly two fortnights in that direction by dragonwing."

[Shisou]

"w-ww-w-would R-r-raplin pp-p-p-ro-v-v-vide t-t-t-transp-p-p-p-ortat-t-t-tion?"

[Zevran]

Dau blinks. "We could buy you a horse. We do not have a ship."
 
Blanching, Zevran blurts out, "wait, two fortnights of-- two fortnights east? Is that--" Dau nods. "That's towards the Ocean. A fortnight would get you to the coast on foot from here if you marched, a dragon..." could make the same distance in a day or two at most. So where...?

[Shisou]

"I c-c-c-c-can't g-g-g-g-et th-th-there," sighs Shisou. "N-n-n-n-n-o d-d-d-d-dragon."

[NPCs]

"That has part of the challenge involved in obtaining the plant in question," Dau agrees before offering, "Father also seeks to have a ritual crafted that would allow mortals to duplicate, at least in part, what was done to create my younger sister Maeve." Realizing this might not be enough, he adds, "she is plant and meat entwined. Blood and vine, flower and bone."

[Shisou]

"I d-d-d-don't kn-know a-a-a-anyt-thing ab-b-b-bout r-r-r-r-ritual c-c-c-c-reat-t-t-ion b-b-b-but I c-c-c-can l-l-l-l-learn?" he offers, hesitantly. 

[NPCs]

"What are some of the tasks? As opposed to the quests."

Dau looks at Shisou for a moment, then explains, "Father wishes to cast His Seed out into the world. You seem likely to be well suited for this endeavor."

[Shisou]

"S-s-s-so. Um. If I... w-e-e-ent home and m-m-m-m-ade a sh-sh-shrine t-t-t-to Rap-p-lin a-a-a-and t-t-t-taug-ght o-th-thers?"

[NPCs]

"Not a shrine," Dau replies though he nods. "Or rather, not a shrine as mortals most often consider them. Father will require you to take with you a seedling of His own growth to plant and nurture. The care of this seedling would comprise the bulk of your service, but it will not be a light or short task. Father is the Oak, and so would be this seedling; even were you elf or teifling born just today, you would not live to see it fully grown. You will be required to be fruitful yourself, to provide caretakers after your flesh fails." 

Dau pauses, considering, then offers, "unless you wish to tie yourself more firmly to the seedling. To lessen your flesh and be touched by the arboreal. This would prevent you from breeding with most other mortals but would extend your lifespan tenfold or more. Provided you do not stray from the seedling." 

[Shisou]

"Um. N-n-no. B-b-b-but... y-y--you s-s-s-s-said S-s-s-eed... wh-what if I h-h-h-had a k-k-k-k-id th-that b-b-b-belong-g-ged to R-r-r-ap-l-lin? It w-w-w-would m-m-mean m-m-m-ore p-p-p-p-p-eo-p-p-ple w-w--worshi-p hi-i-i-i-m..."