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"Sister Chemach's madness was foreseen in the first turn of the cards, drawn by her own kin. As I have always done.
Is destiny the grail which must be pursued? Or the force which drives one onward?
Come. Let us draw once more.
The first card, a beacon. The second, a shadow. The third, something lost, or perchance taken. Card inverted, it must be sought.
The cards speak. A relic calls. Yours to seek and to claim."
Kudaai's Clue for Kudaai's Fingernail:
"Your relic, beast. I see Chemach sustains herself still, though creation begets destruction. As nature demands.
Hatched were we, in the bosom of the last of the First Gods. To bestow Godly instruments, and yet never wield them ourselves. As nature demands.
Some place, I feel darkness. Something of me, now in the belly of some great beastie, and through their bones, laughter... Seek this Relic, in this place."