Rebeccah the Whisperer
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 Rebeccah the Whisperer
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| Location: | Bard College
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| Species: | Human
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| Beast Speak: | ?
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“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]
- Likes Epic Magical Instruments Hint
- Likes Beakers and Flasks Hint
- Dislikes Rare Gems
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 [?] 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 [?] 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 [?] 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 [?] Recipe: 
Empty Basic Wine Bottle
60 ~28080 councils [?] 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)
95 ~36719 councils [<Close Friends]
Services
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?
- 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.
