Sethrael the Palecoil

One shape in the mere is no drowned man. A serpent the colour of bone glides the deep shelf where the stair begins — Sethrael, the rubbings call it, the Palecoil, the moon's own watch-beast. While it guards that water, no one reaches the gate alive. Go down to the shelf and kill it, $N. Take its heartscale so I know the deed is done.

Experience

4000

Currency reward

20s 0c

Repeatable

No

Sigil

Star and rift