'A record of crafting techniques left by the non-human forager brood. Shared out of kindness toward Moore and his kin. Acquire the knowledge to craft the following: - Spellproof Pickled Liver.' Moore is the last of a non-human forager kindred, small green-skinned gatherers whose entire culture was built around pickling, preserving, and quietly cooking the liver of any monstrous beast that came through their forest. Their cookbooks are addressed to him by name. The forager kin recognised him as one of their own and willed him their craft because the rest of his line did not survive the Realm of Shadow's slow erosion.

'Unique Skill: Moore's Charge Ready the shield with both hands, then charge forth while maintaining guard, ending in a shove imbued with verdigris magic. Knocks back nearby enemies, but does not cause significant harm. Hold to extend the length of the charge.' Moore's only canonical weapon is a great shield charged with verdigris, copper-rust magic, the colour of his kin's pots. He uses it to knock enemies aside without harming them. The mercy is the entire point. His questline ends in a sleeper's chamber where Saint Trina kisses him into the velvety sleep Thiollier received once. Moore is found later, having drunk Trina's poison voluntarily, cradling a charm whose meaning he can no longer remember. The non-human forager who lived by mercy chose mercy on himself last.

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CraftingForager Brood Cookbook [1]

A record of crafting techniques left by the non-human forager brood. Shared out of kindness toward Moore and his kin. Acquire the knowledge to craft the following: - Spellproof Pickled Liver

Ash of WarMoore's Charge

Unique Skill: Moore's Charge Ready the shield with both hands, then charge forth while maintaining guard, ending in a shove imbued with verdigris magic. Knocks back nearby enemies, but does not cause significant harm. Hold to extend the length of the charge.