Gift of the Dark Bishop

Your efforts have proven invaluable. Without you, our triumph would have remained naught but a distant dream. It is only fitting that you undertake the task of delivering this Scepter to Varimathras. He has been duly apprised of its profound importance and eagerly anticipates your arrival.

I would strongly advise against keeping him waiting. Remember, he is a Dreadlord, and their patience is not to be trifled with.

I speak for the Dark Lady.

Ah, behold, the Scepter in your grasp, delivered as expected.

<Varimathras gazes at you with his piercing, demonic eyes>

Truly, the latent darkness contained within shall prove indispensable to our grand cause. While it may take time for our adept warlocks to fully harness its potential, the rewards shall be manifold.

It amuses me greatly to witness the irony that the very forces that once shaped the foundation of Gilneas are now scorned and reviled by the feeble humans. It appears that wisdom has waned in their fledgling race over time.

But enough about them. I have not forgotten your contributions. Our meticulous Apothecaries have prepared a reward for your endeavors. Choose from this assortment, and claim your well-deserved prize.