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This is quest in Chapter 5: Second Opinion

Description[]

Science Without Conscience
The Guard of Priwen have abducted Edgar Swansea and brought him to their new headquarters - inside
the Doris Fletcher's former theatre. I shall go there as soon as possible and rescue my dear old friend.

Quest[]

Rescue Edgar Swansea

  • Reach the Doris Fletcher's theatre
Now the front door is unlocked, you can go in Doris Fletcher's Acting School, EXP +100.
  • Gather informaiton about Edgar Swansea's work
Kill some Guards in 1st floor and get McCullum's Report on the table.
Meanwhile you will also get Theatre Stage Key, which can open the door and you will need keep going.
After through the door, go down-stairs, a L32 Priwen Exterminator was guarding a door.
Kill him and go into the door to find The Vampire Knight in bookshelf, William Marshal's Memoirs on the table together with Theatre Basement Key, EXP +!30.
  • Retrieve Edgar Swansea
Before do that, don't forget to check the Pinned Note on the wall which related with investigation Pandora's box.
Open the door to Dr Edgar Swansea with Theatre Basement Key, EXP +100.
  • Talk to Edgar Swansea
After some chat with Dr Edgar Swansea, you need make decision of his fate.
1[] [LET DIE] You deserve it
2[] [TURN] (You sacrifice 3000 XP in the process) you are not going to die...
3[] [embrace] i'll make your death quicker

Result[]

About 'Accidental' deaths

About 'Accidental' deaths
The inhabitants of London live in fear of physicians. Delayed interventions,
barefaced favouritism, and strange experimental treatments. This scarcity of
professionalism is crystallized in Pembroke hospital, Whitechapel, where
deontology was discharged a long time ago.
The Pembroke administration hides behind a facade of dedication and
rectitude, but those of us who know any of their patients, or worse, were
among them, are aware of their deceit. In this temple devoted to dread, you
and your corpse will be relieved of its possessions in the morgue. Here,
patients die overnight of wounds they never bore upon their arrival... And they
call them 'accidents.'
I briefly interviewed Dr. Swansea, head of administration, declaimed a
pedantic 'Timor mortis conturbat me' ('fear of death confounds me'), before
forcing us out of the establishment.
Quotes in Latin will not be enough to keep us away from their morbidity:
volunteers are welcome to join me tomorrow morning in front of the hospital
to demand clear facts about the state of this medical institution. Come in
numbers.

E.W.
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