Umbrenne

Umbrenne is an elven prophet of Talona, preaching to two civilians in the Lower City of Baldur's Gate during Act Three.

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Listen and submit to the Mistress of Disease!

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— Umbrenne

Involvement

Act Three

Umbrenne can be found behind the Stormshore Tabernacle trying to convince Leary Dowse and Grundlgornn that everyone will die soon thanks to Talona, otherwise known as the Mistress of Disease. Leary is skeptical but Grundlgornn appears to fully believe the prophet.

Umbrenne's attitude towards the party may change depending on the outcome of  Stop the Presses.

Idle banter

Umbrenne: Are these the lives you wanted for yourselves? A never-ending march of toil and suffering?

• Umbrenne: This land is sick, and so are its people.
  • Umbrenne: We must cleanse the ills Faerûn's impotent godlings have failed to staunch.
    • Leary Dowse: And how do you propose we do that?
      • Umbrenne: We grasp the nettle! We embrace the cycle that has begun to its fullest degree!
        • Umbrenne: We must allow the Mother of All Plagues to burn this sickness from us!

Leary Dowse: Talona? You want to let Talona loose in our city?

• Umbrenne: Poor, sweet fool - you speak as if the Plague-Crone is not already here, striding among us!
  • Umbrenne: Her power waxes, and soon the cycle will reach its zenith - should you want it to or otherwise.
    • Leary Dowse: And then what happens? Nothing good, I bet!
      • Umbrenne: And then all will perish so the cycle can begin anew!
        • Grundlgornn: Dear gods, he's right - it's too late to stop it now!

Grundlgornn: What do we do? What can we do?

• Umbrenne: Embrace it!
  • Umbrenne: The Mistress of Disease loves us all - her fondest wish is to free us from the agonies we have created!
    • Grundlgornn: My lungs feel tight! It's happening already!
      • Leary Dowse: Oh calm down, would you? It's all in your head.
        • Leary Dowse: I've a good mind to get the Flaming Fist before people start chucking themselves into the Chionthar.

Umbrenne: All the Talontar await her blessings with open arms - and we pity those who would reject her.

• Umbrenne: I will smile as her fevers sear me to my core. I will bask in her febrile radiance.
  • Grundlgornn: Oh gods, I don't want to die! Not yet!
    • Leary Dowse: You are not going to die.
      • Umbrenne: We are all going to die, my friend - some of us merely intend to do so in service of something greater.
        • Umbrenne: And to thank blessed Talona for the honour.