The quest for the Soulfire and the Holy armor of Solsek Ro
As told by Castro Romafella. Norrathian historian, brewer, and Champion of the Light. SEMPER FIDELIS all

Castro leans back against the wall sipping away at his freshly brewed vodka, his favorite brew barrel next to him bubbling away his next brew. So you want to know about the soulfire and the holy armor of Solsek Ro young squires? The young half-elf looks around at his young audience of dwarves, elves, humans, and half-elves. Commander Bauvier, the Company Commander of the Green Knights, Balar's elite guard and newly appointed Force Commander of the Forces of Light and Strag the champion of the Forces of Light and member of the same Green Knight company glance at each other, roll their eyes, sit down at a table and start drinking away at Lord Castro's endless supply of Vodka and other alcoholic drinks.

It all started, continued Castro, back when I was a squire, beholden to the Hall of Truth. I was given the task of delivering a message to a spy within the Freeport militia. He gave me a note concerning a place called Zimel's blades. For those of you who do not know, Zimel had a weapon shop in East Freeport, He was a master weaponsmith. Castro pauses looking at his enraptured audience. However, the shop was burnt down and Zimel vanished presumed dead. His friend Groflah of North Freeport knows the story. Continuing on after taking another swig of Vodka. Well, Zimel is not dead, what is left of him is imprisoned below the West Freeport Arena. Hungry, cold, and with thirst he is. If you can satisfy his need then He has a key to a lock box at the High Keep bank. Within the lockbox is a note to be given to Brother Hayle one of those Prime Healer type priests.

Being only of my 8th season as a Squire to Marr, went on Castro, I stashed the letter in my bank vault and set out to become a true knight of the hall of truth. The tokens of generosity, and bravery are both needed to complete the quest and gain your testament of truth. Sighing, remembering those days Castro Continues, All of that I did by the time I was at my 15th season beholden to the Hall of Truth. Now Brother Hayle, who lies deep within splitpaw, requires Zimel's letter, your Testament of Truth and the blade and hilt of the mighty blade to forge it anew.

The Hilt is held by an orge shadow knight deep in Mistmoore Castle and the blade is kept by the leader of the of the hall of truth."

But let me tell you of the Holy Armor as they all interlink in a minor way. Down south in the Rathe mountains is a camp of Paladin's and clerics from all the good temples across Norrath. They hold the molds needed to forge the armor. To gain these molds you need to travel the world gaining the good graces of all the Paladins, and clerics of Norrath, then complete a series of tasks. For the Leg mold, the head of the nightfall giant. The Gauntlets and Helm, A werewolf that roams the Plains of Karana, and the heads of Two Undead Cyclops. The boot mold is gained by besting a named Sand Giant in the southern Desert of the old Elven Kingdom. For the arms slain plague sharks in the Western Sea. Finally for the breastplate you must travel into Mistmoore Castle and slay the Ancillie Cooks within. Get the molds, and your halfway done.

You then need to travel the world seeking the Sands of Ro, enchanting 2 bars of platinum, gaining a block of Metalite, recovering Mistmoore granite, and getting one bag of the soil of the underfoot. Just to make one metal bar of Ronium. Forge the Ronium into the mold and you have your Holy armor. How do they link you ask. You need the good graces of the Prime healer for Brother Hayle and the worldly experience to gain the holy Soulfire.

But ware thee well, Unless your lucky like Strag, It will take the supreme effort of your will and drive to win these armors. Mistmoore Castle is a dangerous place. Many mighty warriors have fallen there. The guards and vampires are fierce and many. Seek friends and allies and your quest is ensured. All of this I did as I reached my 30-33 seasons as a paladin of Marr.

The time came at last, Captain Lucern of the Freeport Militia needs to die. East and West Freeport needs their liberty. With the aid of the elite of the Legion of Valor, The Greenknights of the Forces of Light (Keystone not in attendance.) And the aid of Tootmammie a ranger friend of old. We did battle with Lucern, the air was thick with mana, swords striking at him every which way. Captain De'lire is tough. He battled as a true knight would no surrender and no retreat. Yet death reached out and claimed him. Yet even in death his spirit would not surrender. In unlife he came. Again the very air was thick with mana. His soul departed with no deaths on our side.

With the four relics; the hilt, the blade, the letter and testimony. Drayco, Strag, and Myself left for Spiltpaw, There I gave the required items to Brother Halye and he returned the letter and asked for the very items I just gave him. Take heed young ones. All seemed lost, months of work gone forever. Yet Strag acted quickly, Return him the note he said, what do you have to loose. I did Strag lived up to his titile as Hero. It worked and I bear the blade to prove it.

Have a round on me folks, Castro turns back to his brewing.