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This flame, stolen from the shores of Teldrassil, floods you with warmth. This raw power is foreign to you, but the Talespinner might know more...
När du kommer tillbaka
You're practically glowing, ‹ras›. What do you have there?
När du lämnar in
This fire aches of ancient sorrow, ‹namn›. You pulled this from the roots of Teldrassil, you say? Fascinating! Here is a reward for your skill. Return to me should you find anything else like this; I may have a use for it.