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|Description summary = The description varies based on {{IL|The Immanent's Regrets}}.
 
|Description summary = The description varies based on {{IL|The Immanent's Regrets}}.
 
{{Variant table|Condition = The Immanent's Regrets|Effect = Description|Compact = yes
 
{{Variant table|Condition = The Immanent's Regrets|Effect = Description|Compact = yes
|Value 0 = The Prisoner of Zenith is furled in upon himself. His black wings tremble, and violant courses [...]. "Do it," he whispers, in a voice like the fall of a cathedral bell. "Make me fit to serve my lord again. Remove two of my memories, and no more than two."
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|Value 1 = Irrigo blossoms like a slough of sodden mushrooms over the ruined icon. The Prisoner shudders; his wings drop black feathers. His voice is slurred. "Don't—" he cries, but anything else is lost in a rapture of agony.
 
|Value 1 = Irrigo blossoms like a slough of sodden mushrooms over the ruined icon. The Prisoner shudders; his wings drop black feathers. His voice is slurred. "Don't—" he cries, but anything else is lost in a rapture of agony.
 
|Value 2 = Bronze drips onto the ground; the Prisoner's form a haze of searing light. His wings are skeletal, like a frame of bronze. He is incoherent, but a hand moves, gesturing. But for what?
 
|Value 2 = Bronze drips onto the ground; the Prisoner's form a haze of searing light. His wings are skeletal, like a frame of bronze. He is incoherent, but a hand moves, gesturing. But for what?
|Value 3 = The unforgiving haze of irrigo peoples the portals of the chamber now. The Prisoner is no more than a bolt of searing light, a prayer intoned that sounds like music, like bells. All the rest is silence.
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|Unlocked with = a redirect from [[Attend to the Prisoner]]
 
|Unlocked with = a redirect from [[Attend to the Prisoner]]

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