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{{wip|date=2011-09-25}}
== Overview ==

{{Infobox Contact
|name=Blind Makwa
|image=Blind Makwa.jpg
|img_capt=
|zone=[[First Ward]]
|x=-1493|y=17|z=-533
|levels=20-29
|introed=[[Katie Douglas]]
|intros=[[Cerulean]]
|enemies=
|badges=
}}
{{Contact Overview|Name=Blind Makwa|City=P|Zone=First Ward|x=-1493|y=17|z=-533|Pronoun=his|HoodYN=Y|Hood=Mercyview|OriginYN=N|Origin= |LevelYN=Y|Level=20-29}}
  
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== Introductions ==

=== Contact Introduced By ===
* [[Katie Douglas]]

=== Contact Introduces ===
* [[Cerulean]]

=== Information ===

=== Prior to Introduction ===
{{Missing Prior}}

=== Initial Contact ===
I have heard your name on the winds, {{Character}}. Oh, do not be alarmed, the winds do not speak to just anyone. I talk with them, and they talk with me. We share many old stories - stories I used to share with the dead - until that witch stole my sight. Now I talk, and listen, but my friends, the spirits of those who have passed, are gone. I only have the winds now to keep me company. The winds and the fish, and sometimes the Carnival comes to visit, but seldom to hear my stories. Perhaps you have come for stories as well, but I suspect you seek knowledge of the spirits, like all the others.

=== Greeting ===
{{Missing Greeting}}

=== Too Busy ===
{{Missing Too Busy}}

=== Too Low Level ===
{{Missing Too Low}}

=== No More Missions ===
{{Missing No More}}

== Store ==
{{Missing Store}}

== Story Arc ==

===Dark Visions===
{{ArcAward|m=?}}

'''Souvenir:'''  ?


====Dirtnapper====

'''Briefing'''

I do not need my sight to feel that the First Ward is in pain. The land bleeds and the people are filled with sorrow. Everywhere the wind hears the people lament about their plight and it carries these cries to my ears. I feel for their pain, but nobody has asked what the spirits need, what they desire. In such times people forget to pay their respects and the ancestors are forgotten.<br>The spirits are angry, {{Character}}, and if they are not given peace then the suffering of the people will have only just begun. {{orange|Since I have lost my spirit sight, {{Character}} I will need your help in learning what is needed to calm the fire in the hearts of the great ancestors.}} 

{{green|Help Blind Makwa}}

'''Mission Acceptance'''

I know it will be easy for you, {{Character}}. You are a great warrior while I am an old medicine man, arthritic and troublesome when I journey beyond the comfort of my home. But do not fret, the call of adventure stirs the blood even in this bag of bones.<br>However, there is still time better left to sitting and studying the path we will take. I have need of the earth of some graves from the  {{red|Mercyview Cemetery}}. Much magic can be found there, and that magic will guide us on the rest of our journey.<br>Here, take these seven bags. {{orange|Fill each bag with seven handfuls of earth from a grave.}} One grave, seven handfuls, one bag. No more. No less.<br>A warrior must remain humble and remember that no task is beneath their calling. Now go, time's wheel is ever turning.

'''Unnecessary Solicitation'''

Do not let the spirits in the Cemetery discourage you. The dead have no need of dirt, and remember, seven handfuls from seven graves, the number is very important.

{{Mission Objective|Entrance=|Primary=Gather the dirt from seven graves|Secondary= Recover the dirt from 7 more graves|Additional=|Completion=You have filled all seven bags, now go return to Blind Makwa.}}


====Reading Dirt====

'''Briefing'''

{{orange|Blind Makwa studies the bags of dirt each in turn before pulling a handful of dirt out of one and letting it sift down between his fingers. He let's out a thoughtful grumbling.}}<br><br>Good, good...<br><br>The dirt speaks to me of the seven sacred directions. North to sorrow, east to victory, south to peace, west to death, above us, below us, and the sacred fire at the center. Their eternal wisdom is a proven guide when you find yourself without direction.<br><br>Now, it is to the west you must go, to the land of death, the heart of the {{red|Sunken City}} where the dead gather. There you must seek out the {{red|Keystone Apartments}}, a place where the spirits often convene. Ask to be part of their circle and to discuss the troubles of the world with the ancestors. Discover what troubles them so that they would plague the living.<br><br>Take these censers and the grave dirt in this bag. For each censer place a handful of dirt within. {{orange|Light the censers and the spirits will see that you come in peace.}} 

'''Unnecessary Solicitation'''

The spirits will likely see you as a threat until you light all the censers.

{{Mission Objective|Entrance= A palpable malevolence hangs in the air, mixing with the reek of mildew growing between the building's rusted bones.|Primary=Convene with the spirits|Secondary=7 Censers to set up<br>Speak to the spirits|Additional=|Completion=You talked to the spirits and learned that the spirits of the dead are at peace, it is the spirits of the living who are angry.}}

'''Enemies'''

{{Enemy Apparitions}}

'''Notable NPCs'''

*Ripped Specter (Lieutenant)
*Ancestor Spirits (Allies)

{{NPC Text|title=Ripped Specter Dialogue|text=''Before Combat:''
:'''Ripped Specter:''' Everything gone...
:'''Ripped Specter:''' Everyone gone...<br>
''Combat Start''
:'''Ripped Specter:''' There is nothing left but pain!
:'''Ripped Specter:''' Come share it with me!}}

{{NPC Text|title=Ancestor Spirits Dialogue|text=''Dialogue Box:''
:'''Ancestor Spirit:''' Rarely do the living take time to talk to us who have passed. Your fire is welcome, friend, tell me what troubles you.
:{{green|Why are angry spirits attacking the living?}}
:'''Ancestor Spirit:''' Hmmm... I have heard and seen the tragedy of what you speak. But my story is but the story of one. We must hear all sides before we can see the truth...
:{{green|I just need to know how to stop them.}}
:'''Ancestor Spirit:''' Patience is a virtue the living can never truly possess, and I do not expect it from you. The dead, however, often have a great love of patience, to a fault sometimes. I will call the others to the council fire and then you shall hear what is truth...
:{{green|Thank you.}}<br><br>
'''Ancestor Spirit:''' The dead are not restless, {{Character}}...<br>
'''Ancestor Spirit:''' There is no anger or hatred here, only death...<br>
'''Ancestor Spirit:''' It is the lands of peace which burn with fury...<br>
'''Ancestor Spirit:''' Yes, the south has become like the north...<br>
'''Ancestor Spirit:''' It is no spirit of death you deal with, {{Character}}...<br>
'''Ancestor Spirit:''' It is the living whom can find no peace...<br>
'''Ancestor Spirit:''' For the spirits of the living are rebelling against the living.<br><br>
''Dialogue Box''
:'''Ancestor Spirit:''' You must help the spirits of the living to find peace, only then will south once again be south.
:{{green|I don't understand, the spirits of the living?}}
:'''Ancestor Spirit:''' That I cannot help you with. All I know is that the spirits of the living are broken and angry. Find what broke them and you will calm the fire in their hearts.
:{{green|Thank you.}}}}