Assistant to Daclif Gallamby, the Diktat of the Corellian Sector, Brantlee Spondoon is located in the Coronet Capitol, on Corellia.
/way corellia -236 -4570 Brantlee Spondoon
She's involved in a Corellian leg of the Legacy Quest, "Help Get the Informant's Information".
Pre-CU missions[]
Mission 1[]
Conversation with Brantlee Spondoon[]
Brantlee Spondoon: You'd like to see the Diktat? You and a lot of others. I'm his aide. I don't suppose you brought me something? Some nice little gift? No? Well then, you might want to do me a favor. Another person much like yourself also wants to see the Diktat. He's called to say he has a nice little gift ready for me. Would you care to bring it here?
PC: What sorts of "little gifts" do you like?
Brantlee Spondoon: What do I like? Oh, you know -- good food, a nice bottle of Corellian Double Brandy -- interesting new gadgets, kitchenware, stock options -- a nice house with a prime view -- Really, this position has a high turnover, so I have to consolidate my portfolio quickly, and in many ways. So, will you do me the favor of picking up my little gift?
PC: Yes.
Brantlee Spondoon: That's nice of you. Let's see, this gift is coming from a merchant, a Devaronian named Midgoss D'la -- Dalla -- my, I can hardly pronounce this. It doesn't matter. I don't know what he's giving, so please hurry when you bring it back.
Midgoss D'labaninaph is protected by two carrion spats.
Midgoss D'labaninaph says, "Friend! Truly I am in the bad spot, so shortly after I did arrive here on Corellia. Most egregiously was I sucked dry of credits by the dirty fink confidence artist Zoda Burb. Via you, I am giving to the Diktat's human aide, Brantlee Somebody, this specimen model thing of my finest wares! I am hoping she will be letting me see the Diktat, so he can be locating and arresting the lousy crook Zoda Burb! Go! Yes!"
He gives you a Devaronian fur glosser to deliver.
Conversation with Brantlee Spondoon[]
Brantlee Spondoon: Ooh, what did he send me? It's a -- umm. A Devaronian fur glosser. Well. That was remarkably thoughtless. All right, thanks for nothing. I'm afraid the Diktat is still busy, goodbye.
Mission 2[]
Conversation with Brantlee Spondoon[]
Brantlee Spondoon: I'm sorry, the Diktat is still busy. But I do have a little favor I might ask of you. Another citizen who is, like yourself, looking to get the Diktat's attention has very kindly offered me a nice little gift. I wonder if you'd pick up this one for me? That would be such a nice favor -- I'm sure the Diktat would appreciate your kindness.
PC: What nice little gift would you like me to pick up?
Brantlee Spondoon: I'm told that this citizen has imported a container of Neonian Red Cheese. Have you had it? Oooh, so delicately delicious. I love that stuff. That's a nice way to grab my attention, just for future reference. I wish you'd bring it here. Will you?
PC: Yes.
Brantlee Spondoon: Oh, that's so nice. You're looking for a Corellian man named Zoda Burb. His application says he's "a small businessman engaged in a variety of projects." Neonian Red Cheese -- mm, mmm! Please hurry!
Zoda Burb is guarded by two dalyrakes.
Zoda Burb gives you the cheese and says, "That Neonian Red Cheese is quite delicate, you really should be going!"
Conversation with Brantlee Spondoon[]
Brantlee Spondoon: Neonian Red Cheese, yum! This is the greatest job. I get presents all day from total strangers. Here's a little present for you, too. Oh, the Diktat? Sorry, he's still busy. But check with me again soon.
Mission 3[]
Conversation with Brantlee Spondoon[]
Brantlee Spondoon: Oh, you agai-- Wait, maybe you can help! I just got a troubling call from my roommate. My pet razor cat cub, Missy, is gone! She wandered out into the wilderness all alone! Will you please, please, please go find Missy? I'd be ever so grateful, and so would the Diktat.
PC: How big is Missy? Those razor cats grow pretty large.
Brantlee Spondoon: Don't worry, Missy's just a baby, the littlest possiblerazor cat. Some of them out there grow big, which is why I'm worried. A big male might kill Missy for sport, and a mother might try to adopt my pet as her own cub. So will you please rescue her, fast?
PC: Yes.
Brantlee Spondoon: Good! Now, she's very well trained, so if you just say in a firm commanding voice, "Here, Missy!" she'll follow you all the way here. Please hurry!
Missy is-- of course-- guarded by a full-grown razor cat. She follows you once you kill him.
Conversation with Brantlee Spondoon[]
Brantlee Spondoon: Missy! It's Missy-wissy-wussums, yes! Who's a good kitty? Who's our good little kittykins? Yes! All right, you can see the Diktat now.