Font of Starlight, The Dreaming City
Petra Venj: Charge the wells, and we can adjust the Ley Lines. With any luck, that'll put Riven's egg within reach.
The Guardians charge the Blind Well.
The Guardian begins the mission “Polysemy”.
Petra Venj: Now that the Ley Lines are aligned, the egg should pass within reach of you. You’ll have to hurry, we need you in position when it arrives.
Spirit’s Anchor, The Dreaming City
Riven: Scurry through these halls all you please. The queen risks your lives — wastes precious time on her hollow promise.
Petra Venj: Oh, is it less fun when something you want is at stake?
Mara Sov: Petra.
Petra Venj: Apologies, my queen.
Riven: You know my conditions. Secure every egg, or the bargain is forfeit.
The Guardian heads through the Crossing, passing through another portal.
Fetid Conduit, Riven’s Lair
Mara Sov: Savathûn knew of the clutch. Did she scatter the eggs on your behalf? Or you, hers?
Riven: [tuts sarcastically] I bear no loyalty to the Witch Queen.
Mara Sov: You've shared common cause with her often enough.
Riven: As have you. Isn't that why you're here?
The Guardian escapes the trapped room.
Garden of Plenty, Riven’s Lair
Petra Venj: The Vex have dug in here at the Gardens. I never thought I'd see them in the Dreaming City.
Mara Sov: The Sol Divisive are devoted to the Witness. They are here at its behest — to what purpose, I don't yet know.
The Guardian engages the Sol Divisive.
Mara Sov: The Taken run rampant, leaderless. It seems the Vex want them contained as well.
The Guardian defeats the Raging Ogre and leaves through the portal.
Splintered Geode, Riven’s Lair
Petra Venj: These pathways... do they extend beyond the Dreaming City?
Riven: I never escaped the city. I see no reason you should. Ah, still... when the walls close in, what is there to do but climb?
The Guardian escapes the trapped room.
The Pavilion, Riven’s Lair
Mara Sov: That Hydra — I sense a core of Darkness at its heart. The creature serves as the Witness' eyes and ears. Destroy it and we may yet obscure our intentions.
The Guardian destroys the Aspirational Construct and takes the egg.
Petra Venj: The Techeuns were right. We did it.
Mara Sov: Riven isn't the last after all.
Riven: If only for the moment. You may yet shatter that truth. It pleases me to know that one egg survives. To know, even in death... A promising start, O Guardian mine. Or is it merely bait on the hook?