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Latest revision as of 09:57, 11 May 2026
 Rebeccah the Whisperer
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.png) She doesn't seem to speak
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| Region: | |
| Town: | |
| Location: | Bard College
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| Anatomy: | |
| Species: | Human
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| Beast Speak: | Yes
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| Speaks With: | No scary animals
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| Skill Trainer: | |
| Offers Storage | |
“Rebeccah plays a few soft, haunting notes to convey her greeting.
Rebeccah the Whisperer is receptionist and test proctor for the Bard College.
Location
- Statehelm
- Rebeccah the Whisperer can be found in the reception room for the Bard College
Favor
Small Talk [view/edit]
Favor Rewards
Rebeccah the Whisperer rewards her friends with additional training options.
Hang Outs
Quests
Rebeccah the Whisperer offers no quests at [Neutral] favor.
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Training
Glassblowing Unlock Skill Level Cost Favor 0 0 councils [Friends] 
Recipe: Error: Item not found Quality Malice Orb (Enchanted)
50 20640 councils [Friends] Recipe: Error: Item not found Quality Malice Orb (Max-Enchanted)
53 22800 councils [Friends] Recipe: Error: Item not found Quality Scintillating Orb (Enchanted)
50 20640 councils [Friends] Recipe: Error: Item not found Quality Scintillating Orb (Max-Enchanted)
53 22800 councils [Friends] Recipe: Error: Item not found Quality Searing Orb (Enchanted)
50 20640 councils [Friends] Recipe: Error: Item not found Quality Searing Orb (Max-Enchanted)
53 22800 councils [Friends] Recipe: Error: Item not found Quality Mind Focus (Enchanted)
50 20640 councils [Friends] Recipe: Error: Item not found Quality Mind Focus (Max-Enchanted)
53 22800 councils [Friends] Recipe: 
Empty Basic Wine Bottle
60 28080 councils [Friends] Recipe: 
Exploding Beakers
65 32280 councils [?] Recipe: Empty Basic Wine Bottle
70 36720 councils [?] Recipe: Empty Basic Wine Bottle
80 46560 councils [?] Recipe: 
Small Prism
50 20640 councils [Friends] Recipe: 
Medium Prism
65 32280 councils [?] Recipe: 
Large Prism
80 45560 councils [?] Recipe: 
Grand Prism
95 63600 councils [?] 70 200 SR or 400000 councils [Friends] 80 400 SR or 800000 councils [Close Friends] 90 600 SR or 1200000 councils [Best Friends]
Geology Unlock Skill Level Cost Favor Recipe: Error: Item not found Maximized Citrine (via Winterprize)
70 36720 councils [Neutral]
Services
Storage
Rebeccah the Whisperer offers storage to individuals who complete the Bard College exam.
| Rebeccah the Whisperer offers storage at [Neutral] Favor. |
| Rebeccah the Whisperer's storage allows Anything. |
| 10 slots at [Neutral]. |
| 20 slots at [Comfortable]. |
| 30 slots at [Friends]. |
| 40 slots at [Close Friends]. |
| 50 slots at [Best Friends]. |
| 60 slots at [Like Family]. |
| 70 slots at [Soul Mates]. |
Events
Winter Celebration
| [Friends] Favor - | ? |
| [Like Family] Favor - | ? |
Conversations
“Rebeccah tilts her head, her fingers moving to create notes on her instrument. She communicates with a musical phrase, inviting you to speak.
This is the front desk of the Bard College, rigth? Can I ask you a few questions?
- Rebeccah nods, her fingers moving at a blur, her song patient but not at all slow.
- I heard you manage the entrance exam. Is that true?
- Rebeccah nods slowly, gesturing toward a trap door near her foot. She plays a haunting melody that seems to evoke the challenge ahead.
- What's the entrance exam like?
- She performs a quick intense tune. You don't recognize it, but it suggests combat.
- Ah. Well... thanks.
- Combat? But I just want to learn music, not fighting!
- Rebeccah stares at you, then glances toward the trap door near her foot. Her gaze is concerned, quizzical.
- Oh, no, I'm not ready to take the entrance exam right now.
- Yes. I'm ready to take the entrance exam.
- She gestures toward her throat and mimes singing. Then she gestures toward you.
- Sing a short song.
- Rebeccah smiles warmly but shakes her head. She performs several gestures you're not familiar with. Seeing your lack of understanding, she sighs dramatically, then mouths a phrase. You watch her lips carefully: she says "NOT YET." (Requires Bard 70)
- Ah. Well, I'll come back when I'm a better singer, I guess.
- Can you tell me more about this school?
- Reebeccah looks away for a moment. Then she begins to play a beautiful song, intricate and fast, her fingers a whir of motion. She makes it seem effortless. But then, somewhat abruptly, the song becomes simpler, yet louder. Its rhythm changes to a steady march, bringing to mind the horrors of war.
- So the school has a military focus, but once it focused more on music?
- Rebeccah smiles approval. She hands you a sheet of parchment. It seems to be a list of professors, or something like that.
- Can I ask you about these professors? It says the headmaster is Leon Dasterre. Who is he?
- Rebeccah smiles and shrugs one slender shoulder. Then she plays a tune on her lute. The song is technically perfect, and ... wait, here lute is smoking! Your alarm recedes when you realize the smoke is purple, and clearly for effect. The song speeds up and her lute catches fire, first purple, then green, then red. The heatless flame grows in size until it's painful to look at her. Then, abruptly, it ends.
- That was... insightful. Thank you. What about this name. Professor Ormond Neth?
- Rebeccah nods and picks up her lute. She plays a tavern song, not especially difficult, but warm and inviting. You keep watching and realize something is happening... you are starting to feel and unnatural affection toward Rebeccah. It's not strong enough to control your actions, but it's unmistakable.
- Okay! I get it! Stop. Stop. Tell me about this last name, Junior Professor Anaberyl?
- Rebeccah takes a moment to stetch her arms and hands, then plays a lilting fae tune. It starts simple, then adds a second part, and then a third, and then you cannot count them, her fingers an impossible blur of motion. Yet despite the technical complexity, the song itself still seems... simple, somehow. Sincere and straightforward, and desperately upbeat.
- I think I get it. This has all been very informative. Thank you.
- That's all. Thanks for your time.
How did you loose your voice?
- Her melody starts somber, hinting at a painful memory. Then it becomes a battle-song, sometimes beautiful, but interspersed with loud dissonant notes, more like a beast's scream than music. As the sound builds to a crescendo, her lute lets out a truly horrific sound... and then is suddenly muted.
- After a moment, a quiet lilting tune comes from her instrument, suggesting calm and caring. But as it ends, she repeats the refrain in a minor key. The latent anger is unmistakable.
Just wanted to say hello.
- I'm sorry to hear that.
