Crystal Caverns' Ancient Artifacts

You say, 'Hail, Erdarf Restil'

Erdarf Restil says 'Huh? Dont you know better than to interrupt a Coldain enjoying his ale? I may be a user of priestly magic but that doesnt mean I cant bash your head in.

You say 'What user of priestly magic?'

Erdarf Restil says 'Aye. An old one not much taken with idle chit chat.

You say, 'What old one?'

Erdarf Restil says 'Very old, very wise, and on and on. You must have some point to bothering me. Im not a merchant and I dont contract myself out for work. I've performed works for the Dain. There isn't much I haven't done.

You say, 'What haven't you done?'

You say, 'Hail, Vores the Hunter'

You say, 'what wurms'

Vores the Hunter says 'Ye must be kidding me, outlander. Sure'n ya got eyes. The shardwurms. If ye can't see em then ya best not be tryin' ta put on yer pants for fear of stabbin' yerself with a sword.'

You say, 'what control'

Vores the Hunter says 'Control. Aye. Break em like dogs or such. Domesticate em. I ain't ever found a way, all I got is me theories.'

You say, 'what theories'

Vores the Hunter says 'It ain't so complex like a caster's diagrams 'n such. I just be thinkin' mebbe ya need somethin' like a leash and then maybe some magical gem o' control. Uh, maybe. Ain't much for years o' work, eh? Unfortunately, I tried a hundred other things already. Them wurms chafe at any attempt at control.'

Vores the Hunter says 'Hey! What ya got there? Well now, ain't that pretty! Ya know, this just might do it. You done what I never was able. I gotta give ya that much. I ain't much o' one for travelin' any more. My legs be old and my bones are weak. You take this harness and find a good big mother of a wurm ta test it on. Just focus in yer mind what yer wantin the wurm ta do. Heh, maybe have it clear out some pests, eh?'