Heart of the Pale Count

Craving blood, the heart turned pale from waiting,
swallowed up by nature's thick, green embrace.
Beat their back and out it'd come vomiting,
yet clotted blood would not fall from its place.
When the children come to feast on the mother,
keep them in line, scold if out of order.

Craving blood, the heart turned pale from waiting,
swallowed up by nature's thick, green embrace.
Beat their back and out it'd come vomiting,
yet clotted blood would not fall from its place.
When the children come to feast on the mother,
keep them in line, scold if out of order.

As you threw the Heart of the Pale Count into the tool,
a memory of someone once forgotten became ever so clear.

Completion Target: Worn Alchemy Tool
- Throw "red" into the Worn Alchemy Tool

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Required actions:

1. Give item:
   
   
   - Heart of the Pale Count (1)