Runaway (Darkest Dungeon II)/Shrine of Reflection
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The Runaway unlocks 6 skills over 5 chapters by accessing memories at the Shrine of Reflection.
Chapter One: The Pigs of Saint Martha's
“ | Her pious caretakers had marked her for the last time... Tonight, she would escape their cruelty at last. | „ |
~ The Academic |
Objective: Steal The 2 Keys And Escape
Solution |
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TODO |
“ | She ran blindly into the rain, the squeals of the pursuing Sisters lost in the howling wind. | „ |
~ The Academic |
“ | I only felt the pain from the brand the first time. | „ |
~ The Runaway |
Chapter Two: Beloved
“ | Good fortune is a rare and wondrous thing. She straggled from place to place, drenched and hungry, until a kindly woodsman and his wife happened upon her. Childless themselves, they welcomed her into their home, where she warmed herself in the glow of their hearth and hearts. | „ |
~ The Academic |
“ | My painful memories hid from the warmth of their love. | „ |
~ The Runaway |
Chapter Three: Drawn to the Flame
“ | She would stay up long into the night, tending the fire. Captivated by its shifting hues, she thrilled to the eerie dance of spark and ember, running her fingers absentmindedly over the scars that patterned her arm. The hearthlight seemed somehow alive, and in these private moments, she yearned to reach out and be touched once against by its searing embrace. | „ |
~ The Academic |
“ | How could this thing that warmed us on cold nights be terrible? | „ |
~ The Runaway |
Chapter Four: Burnt Offering
“ | If I made the fire my friend, it couldn't hurt me anymore. | „ |
~ The Runaway |
“ | An accident, but surely there was time to contain the flames! | „ |
~ The Academic |
Objective: Play With Fire
Solution |
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TODO |
“ | The walls were alight! There was no stopping it now... | „ |
~ The Academic |
Chapter Five: Ashes
“ | She stood in the center of the inferno, transfixed by its swirling, kaleidoscopic beauty... Her rapturous fixation was cut short by a heavy beam falling from the ceiling, blocking the door. Panicked, she dove headlong through a window as the cabin bloomed into a pyre. Heaped upon the wet grass, she heard the screams of her adoptive parents... trapped and burning in their bedroom. | „ |
~ The Academic |
“ | Fire itself is not evil. It can't choose what it devours... | „ |
~ The Runaway |