Unexpected Allies

Unexpected Allies is the fifth quest of of Diablo III.

Core

 * Leah: I found my mother, Adria! She’s alive, but the Imperial Guard is holding her somewhere down here!''


 * Class
 * We must reach her.


 * Leah: So Maghda was telling the truth. Somehow, I knew my mother was alive...I always knew it.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: But there is still a reason she never reunited with you.


 * Follower
 * Templar: We’ll rip these brutes to shreds!


 * Leah: I’m glad that’s over.


 * Leah: Adria should be up here.


 * Goz'turr the Torturer: Tell us about the Black Soulstone! We know of the three that the Horadrim used to trap the Prime Evils...What is the purpose of this one?


 * Adria: Your master, Belial, has good reason to fear it!


 * Leah: Leave her alone!


 * Goz’turr the Torturer: Seize them!


 * Adria: Leah, my daughter...


 * Leah: You know who I am?


 * Adria: My darling, I’ve watched over you all your life, but I never dared get close because of the danger that always shadows me.


 * Adria: I’m surprised Cain never told you why I left. He knew I was called to fight the Lords of Hell and I knew he would keep you safe.


 * Leah: He’s...gone now.


 * Adria: Then it’s fate that we have been reunited! Cain’s work — your work — is my war.


 * Leah: According to the Horadric text, only two Evils remain. Belial is here in Caldeum, and Azmodan has yet to reveal himself.

Townsfolk Dialogue (Hidden Camp)

 * Class
 * Necromancer: Your mind is always wandering.


 * Enchantress: It is merely the consequence of seeing that which is not readily visible. I have accepted it.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: Being unusual has its strenghs.


 * Enchantress: Then you have my thanks. Although...perhaps you are right. I feel as though part of me still sleeps in a faraway realm.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: It could be a lingering effect of the spell?


 * Enchantress: That would be nice. But the feeling I have indicates that it is more unpleasant and complicated than that.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: What happened to your brother?


 * Scoundrel: Nothing you'd want to hear.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: I have heard a lot. I could probably help.


 * Scoundrel: And then what? I suppose you’ll make it all right? You’ll fix it up just like another one of your little errands? Some things aren’t that easy.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: I will respect your privacy.


 * Scoundrel: Oh gods, and you’re so noble about it too. Spare me.


 * Myriam: Those you’ve chosen to fight alongside you are an interesting bunch. Children after my own heart, flawed in such interesting ways. Eirena is quite vivacious for one with such a burden, don’t you think? I know you agree with me, Kormac. You’d best keep your vows in mind — or maybe you shouldn’t. And that Lyndon. Ha! He makes me laugh. He can warm my bed any night. Reminds me of my second husband, he does.


 * : A week ago, I was deafened by the voices. Council members argued in the corridors outside my chambers. Guards chanted on their patrols, and scribes murmured incessantly. Out here, there is only the wind.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: I heard that you were there twenty years ago when Mount Arreat was destroyed.


 * Tyrael: Baal, the Lord of Destruction, sought to enslave mankind to the power of Hell by corrupting the sacred Worldstone. Unthinkable though it was, I was forced to destroy it.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: But there were consequences.


 * Tyrael: Understand, friend, that entire worlds burned as Heaven and Hell fought over the Worldstone. Arreat’s destruction was regrettable. And, believe me, I paid a high cost as well.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: What happened when you destroyed the Worldstone?


 * Tyrael: The resultant explosion dispersed the light and harmony of my angelic being. Without form or shape, I restored myself within the realm of Pandemonium. It took me twenty of your years, but finally I returned home to the High Heavens.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: Did your breathren understand?


 * Tyrael: Hardly. Believing my actions had endangered creation, the Angiris Council put me, the archangel of Justice, on trial! I knew then that Heaven was doomed unless I could enlist the aid of mankind against the coming onslaught of Hell.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: Leah still adores you, even though you left her behind.


 * Adria: What?! No, I never saw it that way. She grew up in safety while I risked my life to find the key to our salvation. It was the sacrifice that I had to make. In any case, Leah will meet her full potential under my guidance. Do you not have things to do?


 * Class
 * Necromancer: How well did you know Cain?


 * Adria: For a time, during the Darkening of Tristram, we spent many nights in the Tavern of the Rising Sun, discussing his Horadric texts and the varied arcana I’d collected during my travels.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: Did you meet again?


 * Adria: Only from afar. From time to time, our paths would cross, and I would catch glimpses of Leah as she grew. It broke my heart that I could not reveal myself and raise her as my own.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: How did the guards capture you?


 * Adria: I was trying to steal out of the city. I’d returned to gather some things before setting out to recover Zoltun Kulle's head, and the guards found me.


 * Covetous Shen: I think I might have met Zoltun Kulle once. He seemed like a perfectly reasonable sort, for a mage, that is.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: What do you have against mages?


 * Covetous Shen: Oh yes, well, you know they can be, with the waving hands and the mumbling all the time. They can be a little strange.


 * Myriam: This Adria, I sense dark things about her. She is not averse to using whatever means necessary to destroy Azmodan and Belial. She will use the Black Soulstone no matter what the cost.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: We have no alternative.


 * Myriam: Some costs may prove too high, even for you.


 * Myriam: I worry about Leah. How is she?


 * Class
 * Necromancer: I don’t know. Why?


 * Myriam: Oh, no reason. She just needs someone looking out for her.


 * Myriam: This Zoltun Kulle sounds like an untrustworthy fellow. You don’t have your head separated from your body for no good reason.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: Corpses take many forms. We need this one for the soulstone.


 * Myriam: Well, if you must, but I don’t trust any of those ancient sorcerer types. Always up to no good.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: How did you rescue your wife?


 * Haedrig Eamon: I broke her out in the middle of the night, and we escaped. They didn’t chase us far. I guess they were glad to see her go.


 * Class
 * Necromancer: You did not fear her, even given the accusations?


 * Haedrig Eamon: She wasn’t a witch. She was a mystic. Though we didn’t find that out for a time, not until we started traveling with a Vecin wagon train. But that’s a story for another time.

Townsfolk Dialogue (Caldeum Bazaar)

 * Villager: The Iron Wolves saved me last night.''


 * Villager #2: What? From who?


 * Villager: The Imperial Guard. They tried to take me away for questioning. They accused me of plotting against the emperor.


 * Rasheed: I can’t believe what I’ve been reduced to. I’m no better than the common rabble...The things I’ve done...''


 * Noblewoman: I...do not feel well.


 * Iron Wolf Swordsman: I’m not surprised. You’ve been out in the sun for hours.


 * Noblewoman: I can’t leave...The emperor will come to his senses any moment now...


 * Iron Wolf Swordsman: Take some of my water, you fool.

Quest Log

 * Part 1
 * Barbarian: Leah and I have escaped from the Imperial Guard, for now. I do not like this hiding. I say send the snake demons. I will slay all who come. But Leah has discovered that the Imperial Guard is holding her mother, Adria, prisoner somewhere down here. We will find her.
 * Crusader: Leah has discovered that her mother, Adria, is being held prisoner by the Imperial Guard somewhere in these sewers. It seems only right to rescue her.
 * Demon Hunter: Leah has discovered that her mother, Adria, is alive after all. She is being held by Belial’s servants somewhere in these fetid sewers. I can’t help but notice that Leah hasn’t been the same since Cain’s death. Perhaps if we can find her mother, it will raise Leah’s spirits. Family is no small gift.
 * Monk: We are surrounded by stinking, mossy stone, but we are safe from Belial’s servants for now. Leah tells me that her mother, Adria, is trapped somewhere down here. We will search for her together.
 * Necromancer: Leah is overjoyed that her mother is still alive, but she doesn’t realize that these situations are seldom as simple as they appear to be. After all, her mother will never be able to replace Cain. I am grateful anew that Ordan taught me to control my emotions. They only cause trouble.
 * Wizard: More strange happenings. Leah has told me that her mother, Adria, is being held prisoner beneath the city by the Imperial Guard. She believes Adria will be able to help us, but I am not convinced. Nevertheless, if finding Adria brings Leah some solace, then it will be worth it. She has lost to much with Cain's death.


 * Part 2
 * Barbarian: Adria's tortures have met their deaths at my hands. We must decide now what our next plan of attack will be.
 * Crusader: We have rescued Adria. Back at camp, we can plan our next move.
 * Demon Hunter: Leah and I were able to kill the demons holding Adria captive. It was interesting seeing mother and daughter reunited after so many years apart. I wonder how I would feel if someone I lost were still alive out there...But it is pointless to dwell upon such things.
 * Monk: We have rescued Adria from the demons that held he captive. During the battle, I could sense the urgency in Leah. She wants something to connect with, something to hold on to. I have never known family, but I have always had my bonds with the gods to sustain me.
 * Necromancer: Belial has lost two prisoners now — both Leah and her mother are free. Adria must have seen something in the sewers that will help us fight against the Lord of Lies.
 * Wizard: We have saved Adria from the Imperial Guard. Back in our encampment, far away from prying eyes, we can plan our next move.