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([#])There is nothing of interest here.
([#])This does not concern my quest.
([#])I have no time to trifle with that.
([#])Have you seen my baseball?  
([#]CONFUSED AND PERPLEXED) What is this?
([#]TRIUMPHANT) Aha!
([#]FRUSTRATED) This will not work.
([#])I have no need for that anymore.
([#]MATTER-OF-FACTLY) I am not close enough.
([#])I am in no danger; there is no need for weapons here.
([#])I have no cause to ready my weapon.
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) 'Tis beyond my reach.
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED BUT RESOLUTE) A weapon will not help me here.
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) I am not near anything to climb.
([#])I don't see anything here to climb.
([#])'Tis empty. This is a blue adamant.
I carry a chunk of amberglow.
An amulet with deciphering abilities.
I bear ashes from a torch.
I carry the tongue of a basilisk.
I carry a large silver bell.
I have acquired a black diamond, the black heart of a dragon.
I possess a hefty brass key.
I carry a sacred flame.
I carry the Chalice of Order.
I have fetched a large key.
A currency of gold coins.
A crystal with healing properties.
I carry a clouded crystal shard.
A small crystal pyramid dimmed by a mysterious darkness.
I carry Lord Azriel's key.
This is Queen Freesa's crystal scepter.
I have acquired the Feather of Truth.
I have found a feather.
I have a glowing fire gem.
I possess a square golden key.
This is a slice of golden mushroom.
I have a circular golden key.
I bring with me a hearing horn.
I carry a hero's ring.
The severed hand of an evil creature of darkness.
I possess a lever made of ice.
I carry a shard of ice.
This lock is made of iron.
I have found a jailor's key.
This is the Key of Light.
I carry the Key of Order.
I bear the Key of Truth.
I possess a golden ladle.
I have the Lever of Life.
This lodestone has magnetic qualities.
I bear a piece of the Mask of Eternity.
I carry a small medallion depicting the Mask of Eternity.
What is the source of this errant golden object?
I have found all five pieces of the Mask of Eternity.
I have found the first of five pieces of the Mask of Eternity.
I now possess four of five Mask of Eternity pieces.
I possess two of five pieces of the Mask of Eternity.
Three of five Mask pieces are now in my possession.
This is a stout shaft of magical metal.
I have fetched some green mold. A mushroom with curative properties.
I bear the sacred Stone of Order.
I have found a pipe cap.
This potion will reveal for me objects of deception, illusion, or invisibility.
This potion will help shield me against all attacks.
This potion will render me invisible to those lesser evil beings who would attack me.
The Elixir of Life possesses valuable healing properties.
This potion will increase my strength during battle.
This small crystal pyramid sparkles brilliantly.
I possess a magical Ring of Illumination.
A rock could be very useful.
I have found a key of granite.
A rope and a hook could prove useful for climbing.
I hold a round key.
A piece of iron shield, covered in rust.
This iron lock is covered with rust.
Sacred water contains excellent healing qualities.
I carry a broken piece of iron shield.
I bring with me a skull.
A scroll of magical instruction for a Spell of Might.
I carry a square key.
I have heavy protection with a full suit of armor.
The protective value of my armor.
I do not yet possess any protective armor.
This is a sharp axe.
I am fully protected by the Armor of Light.
I possess a bow and arrows.
I am well protected by bronze plate.
This is an efficient broadsword.
I carry a large battle-axe.
I am protected by a full suit of chain mail.
I carry a fine dagger.
I possess my two fists to fight.
I possess a fiery flame bow.
I possess a searing flame sword.
I bear the Sword and Shield of Truth.
The value of my gold currency.
This is a heavy compound crossbow.
This crossbow shoots bolts of ice.
I carry a sword of the lake.
I am lightly protected by leather.
I carry a powerful long bow.
This is a powerful longsword.
I possess a heavy mace.
I possess light chain mail.
I possess a magic map.
I do not yet possess a map.
I yet carry no ranged weapons.
This pike has a sharp tip of black diamond.
I possess solid plate mail.
My inventory of rocks.
I am armed with a crossbow.
I bear a small compound crossbow.
I have a small hand-held crossbow.
I own a powerful double-edged sword.
I possess Azriel's throwing hammer.
This is a fierce war hammer.
The Tablet of Knowledge void of its precepts.
The Tablet of Knowledge with the precept of Truth.
The Tablet of Knowledge with the precepts of Truth and Light.
The Tablet of Knowledge with the precepts of Truth, Light, and Order.
I bear a parchment inscribed with the symbol of the planet Jupiter.
I have obtained a chunk of tree root.
I possess a triangle key.
I carry a magnificent horn of a unicorn.
(READING THESE WORDS ON A SCROLL)  PERMANENT SPELL OF MIGHT - NEED: A morsel of giant golden mushroom, a blue adamant, the tongue of a basilisk.  Combine these under the blast of a lightning bolt. By using my magic map I can travel to another realm. Magical travel is not possible within the same realm.
(EXCITED) How now! The gnomic terramancer was right! Here, indeed, is a new exit! I have not yet discovered a place of magical transport here.
(ASTOUNDED) Zounds!
(OR SOME OTHER SUCH SOUND OF ASTONISHMENT, SURPRISE, AND POSSIBLY A LITTLE FEAR WHEN CONNOR "SUDDENLY" FINDS HIMSELF BEING MAGICALLY "WHISKED AWAY" TO ANOTHER LAND.)
([#]WITH FERVOR) I vow you freedom from this evil imprisonment.
([#]WITH EMOTION AND CONVICTION) I vow you freedom from this evil imprisonment.  I shall not stop until this madness is destroyed.
([#]PUZZLED, CURIOUS) What could be the function of this peculiar device?
([#]REMEMBERING, MUSING TO HIMSELF) I have seen such before...
(REALIZATION; SUDDENLY MAKES SENSE; ELATED) Lo, a place to use my map! Later on, I may be able to magically transport from here.
([#]REALIZATION; SUDDENLY MAKES SENSE; ELATED) Lo, a place to use my map! I can magically transport from here.

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  • DESIGNER/WRITER
    Roberta Williams *PRODUCER/DIRECTOR/CO-DESIGNER
    Mark Seibert *ART DIRECTOR
    Jason Piel *ANIMATION DIRECTOR
    Jason Zayas *PROGRAMMERS
    Adam Szofran
    Alan Clark
    David Wenger
    Jeff Orkin
    Jeff Pobst
    Jim Edwards
    John McKinnie
    Scott Bodenbender *3D ARTISTS
    Barry Sundt
    Bob Munsil
    William Todd Bryan *ANIMATORS
    Ethan Walker
    John Piel
    Marc Vulcano
    Ray Bornstein *QUALITY ASSURANCE LEAD
    Jennifer Keenan *SOUND EFFECTS & ADDITIONAL MUSIC
    Ben Houge *ADDITIONAL HELP FROM:
    Al Eufrasio
    John Shroades
    Layne Gifford
    Mark Martino
    Mikhail Agadzhanov
    Rob Kenny
    Steve Conrad
    William O'Brien *VOICE DIRECTING & CASTING
    Roberta Williams
    Mark Seibert *FOREIGN LOCALIZATION
    JBI Localization
    Woodland Hills, CA *VOICE AUDITIONS
    Voice Caster
    Burbank, CA *VOICE RECORDING
    Hollywood Recording Services
    Hollywood, CA *VOICE RECORDING ENGINEER
    Mark Howlett *DREAMS SOFTWARE SPECIALIST
    Ben Houge *ORIGINAL MUSIC COMPOSED & PERFORMED BY
    Kevin Manthei
    Ben Houge
    Mark Seibert *OPENING, MIDDLE, & ENDING MOVIES
    Digital Post Graphics
    Seattle, WA *PACKAGING
    Dan Amdur
    Jim Veevaert

    *DOCUMENTATION
    Mark Seibert
    Cheryl Sweeney
    Roberta Williams

    Team Mask of Eternity
    *You have scored %d out of 6631364 points possible! *QUALITY ASSURANCE MANAGER
    Gary Stevens
    *ASSISTANT MANAGER
    Ken Eaton
    *QA LEAD
    Bernadette Pryor
    *ENGINEER
    Erinn Hamilton
    *PC TECHNICIAN
    Pat Callahan
    *COMPATIBILITY TESTING
    Byron Hummel
    *QUALITY ASSURANCE ANALYSTS
    David McGee
    Ishmael Burns
    Jay Wilson
    Julie Bazuzi
    Marc Nagel
    Kate Powell
    Noel Prude
    Paul McClelland CAST
    *Ben Houge - Ferryman, Skeletons
    *Bill Farmer - Weirdling tradesman, King Gryph
    *Daran Norris - King Graham, Weapon's Gnome, Ice Lord
    *Jan Rabson - Crystal Mystic, Henchman
    *Jennifer Darling - Wisp, Lady of the Lake, Unicorn
    *Jim Ward - Voice, Armor Gnome, Hillmen
    *Kevin Richardson - Prophet Tree, Lord Azriel, Lucreto
    *Kirsten Seibert - Gwennie
    *Mary Kay Bergman - Swamp Witch, Apothecary Gnome
    *Neil Ross - Spirit Knight, Archon, Wizard
    *Nick Jameson - Daventry Official, Sage Gnome
    *Philece Sampler - Wisp, Queen Freesa
    *Richard Horvitz - Wisp, Skeleton
    *Scott Bullock - Connor, King Mudge
    *Tasia Valenza - Sylph, Sarah

BETA TESTERS:
*Kate Ashley, Chris Canavan, Alan Chan, Lars Christensen,
*Robert Glover, Mark Goodman, Chris Kateff,
*Geoff Keighley, Noah Koontz, Linda Lindley, Wes Litt,
*Tom Marley, Sherry Marshall, Steve Martin, Jeff Miller,
*Michael O'Brien, Michael Piontek, Della Rodgers,
*Mike Shavelson, Charles Solen, Corey van der Lann,
*Robin Ward, Stuart Young SPECIAL THANKS TO:
*Mark Hood, Scott Lynch, Jim Murphy, Zippy the
*Incredibly Inflatable Spitting Wonder Llama,
*The World Famous Talking Bear, --and all the
*moms, dads, husbands, wives, girlfriends,
*boyfriends, & significant others without whom
*this game would have been completed months eariler.

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The Barren Region
Blood
Brightness
CAMERA: To move the camera in third-person mode, right-click-hold and move the mouse. Forward/backward movement zooms in or out.  Right/left pans around Connor.
Cancel
Castle Daventry
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Kingdom of Daventry
Dimension of Death
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save game:  Direct3D DirectDraw

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Down Arrow

Dynamic Lighting

Easy

Elixir of Life

End

Enter

Are you sure you want to exit the game?

F1 F10 F11 F12 F2 F3 F4 F5 F6 F7 F8 F9

The Dwarf Underground

1st Person/3rd Person Forward

The Frozen Reaches

You already have a game running.  Are you sure you want to start a NEW one?

Underground Realm of the Gnomes

ROPE AND HOOK: When you're near a climbable place, a rope and hook icon will appear in the lower-right corner. An arrow behind this icon indicates up/dn.  Select the rope and hook from the bottom bar and use it on the place you want to climb.

Graphic Settings

Graphics

Graphics Mode

You should not enter the graveyard until you are at least level 5.  As you explore, you will find some areas to be too hard.  If so, explore other places and come back when you are stronger.

Green

HEALTH: The red meter at the bottom of the interface shows your health. Don't let it run out or Connor will die.  You need to find some way to heal Connor quickly!

Hard

Healing Water

HEALTH ITEMS: Mushrooms, crystals, and potions are examples of health items.  Right-click on one to get a description.  Left-click in order to use it.

Help Getting Started

Home

Icelord's Castle Level 1

Icelord's Castle Level 2

Icelord's Castle Level 3

Insert

Not a valid save game.

INVENTORY: Inventory opens ONLY with the play cursor. Right-click on an object above to hear its description. Left-click on it to obtain it to use it upon the game screen. On the game screen, use it by clicking it on objects or characters.

Potion of Invisibility

Potions of Invulnerability

Jump

JUMPING: You can make Connor jump by pressing the [^5] key.

RUNNING JUMP: The running jump covers the most distance.  To do a running jump, start running and then hit [^5].

BACK FLIP: To do a back flip start Connor walking backwards and then hit [^5].

Be careful jumping.  If Connor falls too great a distance he will take damage or die.

Slain monsters often carry useful items. Always search the remains to see if anything important was dropped.

Left

Left Arrow

EXPERIENCE: Connor's ability level increases through experience.  The green meter tracks experience.  When it fills up you will gain a level and the meter will reset.

You gain experience by solving puzzles, meeting and talking to characters, exploring, and winning in combat.

Load

Load Game

Loading 

CAMERA TILT: Press and hold the [^9] key while moving the camera. Forward/backward will tilt the camera up/down.

Look Down

Look Up

MAP: When you possess the magic map you can open and close it by pressing [^8].  Left-click on the open map to position it, right-click to zoom in/out.

Mask of Eternity CD
not found.  Please insert
it into your drive now.

To change to DirectDraw mode you will have to restart the game.  Do you want to switch modes and quit now?

Modify Action

Monster Shadows

COMBAT: In order to fight, select your weapon at the bottom of the left-hand  bottom of the screen by clicking on it.  Next, click on your opponent.

MOVING CONNOR: Use the four arrow keys, or their remapped equivalent to move Connor.  To switch between walk/run, press [^4].  Note that Connor can move forward/backward and turn at the same time.

Mushrooms

Music Volume

You need to name your save game by typing in a name.

New No Normal Character Shadows Placeholder Object Shadows Off OK On Open/Close Interface Open/Close Map Options Are you sure you want to overwrite the
save game:  Page Down Page Up Press Desired Key

PUSHING: To push an object, Connor must not be armed. Stand Connor next to the object. From a stopped position, walk him into it. If it's something he can push, he will begin pushing it.

Put Away Weapon

Quit

Red

Keyboard Key in use, TRY AGAIN Removing old files...

Rendition

Replay Intro

Resolution 640 x 480 800 x 600

Retry

Potion of Reveal

Right

Right Arrow

Save

Save Game

SAVING: You should save your game often. To save a game, go to the Main Menu by hitting [Esc] and then select "Save."

Sound Effects Volume

Shift

Paradise Lost

Space Bar

Speech Volume

Testing, testing...is this thing on?

To look at something or to pick it up, click on it with the play cursor. To switch to the play cursor while armed press [^:].

Potion of Strength

Subtitles

Currently Unsupported

The Swamp

Switch Camera Mode

Switch Weapon Tab

TELEPORTER: A swirling pad is a teleporter.  Once you find one in another world, you will be able to teleport between the two locations.

TELEPORTING: To use the teleporter, stand on the magical pad and open your map. Then select a world where you have already found another teleporter and then click the teleport button.

Realm of the Sun Level 1 Realm of the Sun
Level 2 Realm of the Sun
Level 3 Realm of the Sun
Altar Room

Tilde

PLAY CURSOR: To switch to the play cursor without putting away your weapon, press and hold down [^:].

Toggle Cursor

Turn off Help

Getting Started

Unloading files...Please wait

Up Arrow

ROPE AND HOOK: There are places where you can use your rope.  Select the rope and then click on the wall.  Once in climbing position, use the forward/backward keys to climb up/down.

Walk/Run

Window

Yes

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([#]FRUSTRATED) This won't work. I need a stronger implement.
([#]FRUSTRATED) The door has been barricaded.
([#]IN A HOPEFUL TONE) The alchemist's shop. There could be something useful inside.
([#]VERY DISTRESSED) Egad!...Dark monster! 'Twas neither flesh nor blood! What now?
([#]VERY DISTRESSED) Whence came these foul creatures? This is madness!
([#]DISGUSTED) Revolting creature!
(REVERENTLY) To the Champion Eternal.
([#])(PROUD AND BOLD) 'Twas the Lady of the Lake!  Assuredly, my quest will now be successful.
([#])(DISTRESSED) By the virtues! What vile magic has invaded Daventry?
([#])(STILL DISTRESSED, BUT ALSO PERPLEXED) And what is this? Caw. Caw. Caw.
([#]PERPLEXED AND FRUSTRATED) I cannot reach that axe from here.
([#]VERY SATISFIED) Aye, the bell belongs here.
([#]CURIOUS, PUZZLED) An odd structure...
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) That door is blocked. I should look elsewhere.
([#]VERY FRUSTRATED) This door is well locked.
([#]TRIUMPHANT) It unlocked!
([#]A BIT SUSPICIOUS, SURMISING) The old castlekeep of Daventry. I should search it thoroughly.
([#]IN A SLIGHTLY AWED TONE OF VOICE) This must be Castle Daventry. Now, to find the king!
([#]FIRMLY) The way to Castle Daventry.
([#]PUZZLED) That device. Is it magical?
([#])(MUSING TO HIMSELF) Somehow this wall looks a bit different...
([#]PLEASED) Ah...a cave entrance.
([#]WONDERING AND CURIOUS) What's there...behind the waterfall?
([#]PONDERING, CURIOUS) What did the beast tell me? A passage to Castle Daventry behind a waterfall...?
([#])The force of the water is too great, I cannot get through it!
([#]DISGUSTED AND ANGRY) Vile fiend!
([#]FRUSTRATED AND SLIGHTLY DISTURBED) Alack! The evil tempest has damaged the church.  Now the door is blocked!
([#])(WITH CONFIDENCE) 'Tis a long jump; but I can make it.
([#]SPECULATING) This must be the sarcophagus of Sir James.
([#]SPECULATING) This sarcophagus must belong to the spirit.
([#]WITH RELIEF, BUT ALSO WORRY) Thank heavens, my own dwelling! Although...I should check for intruders.
([#]VERY SATISFIED) Ah, my dagger!
([#])(WITH A BIT OF IMPATIENCE) I have no time for games.
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) The door to the Dimension of Death.
([#]ENTHUSIASTIC) Could this be the door to the Dimension of Death?
([#]PUZZLED YET CURIOUS) What a strange magic! Whither could it lead?
([#]VERY CURIOUS) What is this? A celestial globe?
([#]SURPRISED) Zounds! What sort of magic is this?!
([#]WITH COMPASSION) Under these trying circumstances, I'm sure these good people will understand my present need for their gold.
([#]WITH COMPASSION) I know Julia will allow me the use of her gold.
([#])(SLIGHTLY PUZZLED) Hmmm...that portrait of King Graham looks slightly off-center.
([#]RESPECTFUL AND ADMIRING) 'Tis a portrait of our king, Graham of Daventry.
([#]VERY SURPRISED) What...goes here!
([#])(MUSING, TRYING TO FIGURE IT OUT) Hmmm...how can I stop this wheel?
(SURPRISED AND VERY CONCERNED) What's this!
(PAUSE - NOW STRONGER) Alack, what goes here!
(GROWLING, HARSH) Usurper! The Mask piece; hand it over!
(TAKEN ABACK - WARY, BUT WITH A HINT OF SARCASM TO HIS VOICE) By whose authority...sir?
(GROWLING, HARSH) Enough talk. Give it here.
(ARROGANTLY) A fight for it then. En garde!
([#]WITH LOATHING) Despicable varmint! Whence came he to Daventry?
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) Hmm...a child's drawings...
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) A child must live here.
([#])(FRUSTRATED) The door is bolted shut.
(IN A COMMANDING, YET MYSTERIOUS, VOICE) Hark, fellow Champion! Seek ye the Dimension of Death. Find the door of divine origin; the urn will reveal the way.
(IN A COMMANDING YET MYSTERIOUS VOICE) I know naught of that.
(QUESTIONING) Forgive me, Sir Knight, but...what should I seek?
(IN A COMMANDING YET MYSTERIOUS VOICE) The Dimension of Death, Sir Champion. Find the door of divine origin; the urn will reveal the way.
(QUESTIONING) Sir Knight, I have found the portal to the Dimension of Death, but, unhappily, a foul beast of darkness guards it. Would you know how to defeat it?
(IN A COMMANDING YET MYSTERIOUS VOICE) The Bane of Shadows and Death hath no element. I know naught.
(IN A COMMANDING YET MYSTERIOUS VOICE) I have no need for gold, Sir Knight.
(IN A COMMANDING YET MYSTERIOUS VOICE) Avail my ring in your quest for righteousness, Sir Champion.
(GRATEFUL) Thank you, Sir Knight. I shall try.
([#]READING TO HIMSELF THE INSCRIPTION ABOVE THE TOMB DOOR) The tomb of Sir James of Daventry.
(SLIGHT PAUSE TO REFLECT) Hmmm...the famous knight of many years agone.
([#]PRAGMATIC) These leather boots will help me immeasurably.
([#]PRAGMATIC) A leather breastplate will offer some protection.
([#]SATISFIED) Aye, leather gloves will surely help.
(RELIEVED AND GLAD) Good, you are safe, young maid. By the way, what is your name?
(GLAD TO SEE HIM, BUT STILL UPSET ABOUT SOMETHING) Gwennie, good sir. I'm glad to be home, but something is wrong! Daventry is dark and all the people are turned to stone...even my parents!
(TRYING TO REASSURE HER) A tragedy has occurred, Gwennie, but it can be overcome; that is my quest. Soon Daventry and all of its inhabitants will be restored once again.
(FERVENTLY) I believe in you, sir knight.
(PAUSES -- THEN REMEMBERS SOMETHING IMPORTANT) Oh, I almost forgot, my father's gold!...see there, on the table! Please take it. I know he would approve.
(GRATEFUL) Thank you, Gwennie; I may need it.
(GLAD TO SEE HIM) I'm glad you came back, sir knight. I wanted to tell you something...
(URGENT) Wait, sir! Come back!
(POLITELY) I cannot take that from you, sir.
(FRIGHTENED) Aaaiiii, a skull!
(APOLOGETIC) I'm sorry, lass. I wasn't thinking.
(PROTECTIVE) Gwennie, do NOT venture outside! Protect yourself 'til this madness comes to an end.
(OBEDIENT AND TRUSTING) Aye, good sir. Do not worry about me. I shall stay here...safe and sound.
(POLITELY) No, sir. I'm not allowed to take gold.
(CONDESCENDING AND THREATENING) Mortal...dost thou presume to foil ME? Hah! Go run to thy mother, stripling!
(CONFUSED, ALARMED) What!?  Who are you?
(EVIL LAUGH) Ha, ha, ha, ha...
(PUZZLED, CALLING TO SOMEONE) Hello?
(PAUSE -- THEN MUTTERS TO HIMSELF) This mirror, it...must be magic.
(READING WHAT THE MAGIC QUILL JUST WROTE)  When Jupiter converges with Leo upon the firmament dome, the Astral Light will expand thy knowledge and unmask for thee the Revelation of Hidden Things.
([#]IN A "READING" VOICE) Alms for the poor. Hmmm...
([#]VERY DISGUSTED) Ugh! Not there!
([#]SLIGHTLY DISGUSTED) A sickening scum covers that small pond.
([#]SLIGHTLY PERPLEXED AND FRUSTRATED) It must have nothing more to write.
([#]VERY PLEASANTLY SURPRISED) Lo, a magical quill!
([#]CURIOUS, QUESTIONING) Ho, raven, what have you?
([#]CURIOUS, QUESTIONG) Raven, you watch me. Why?
([#]ANGRY) Begone, raven! Leave her be!
([#]DISMISSIVE) Never mind Dante, he just tries to be helpful.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) Hmmm...whither does it fly?
([#]APOLOGETIC) Forgive me, great knight, but I will need your ring in order to achieve my quest.
([#]APOLOGETIC) Forgive me, great knight, but I may have need of your ring.
([#]VERY FRUSTRATED) The road to Castle Daventry is blocked. How can I travel there?
([#]PERPLEXED AND FRUSTRATED) I could use that rope and hook.
([#]PERPLEXED AND FRUSTRATED) I could use that rope and hook. But, that millstone...can I stop it?
([#](FRUSTRATION TINGED WITH FEAR) My weapon!...it passed right through it!
([#]INTRIGUED..AND CURIOUS) This must be the wizard's book of magical formulae.
(SLIGHT PAUSE) One page is blank....
([#]SLIGHTLY DISAPPOINTED) There appears to be nothing more here.
([#]SYMPATHETIC) Poor chap. Seems the alchemist tried securing his house...but couldn't save himself!
([#]WITH FERVOR) Even a poor babe in a cradle! I have got to stop this...to undo this, this...evil!
([#]SADDENED) Poor Julia; you were there for me when I had troubles. Now you need me. I shall persevere until you are freed from this horrendous evil.
([#]SAD AND UPSET) Wretched fellow. The plight of the good people of Daventry is almost more than I can bear. I MUST help them!
([#]FERVENT) Farmer Simms, even you! I vow to you with every fiber of my being that you shall work your fields once again!
([#]WITH FERVOR) You shall see the light of day once more, goodwife Simms. I swear it!
([#]SADDENED) Mr. Kavanagh, I am sickened by your plight. I promise to do all I can to save you from further torment.
([#]TROUBLED, BUT WITH FERVOR) I know not the evil which enslaves you, Sarah, but I vow its defeat and the deliverance of your sweet soul.
(DISTRESSED) Alas! Even King Graham was no match against the evil magic.
(SLIGHT PAUSE - NOW MORE FERVENTLY) I vow to you, my lord, with all my heart, that I will place myself in mortal jeopardy before giving in to the vile forces which hold you in thrall. I swear it!
([#]WITH FERVOR) If it is at all within my power, I shall liberate you from this vile condition, good man. ([#]SURPRISED AND SOMEWHAT ALARMED) Gadzooks! Is that a man up there?
([#]SADDENED) I vow I will not stop, sir, until you walk our sweet land once more. You and the good people of Daventry deserve nothing less.
([#]WITH A SAD FERVOR) Widow Burke, I pledge my life that both you and Sarah will walk our fair land once again.
([#]SADDENED - BUT WITH FERVOR) Poor woman, it must be torture for her. I MUST do all I can to free her!
([#]WITH FERVOR) Joseph, my friend...you and I have toiled side by side. You are a good man, and I shall persevere to free you from this evil imprisonment.
(DISTRESSED) Not even a priest is immune to this vile affliction which infects us! I swear, Father, that you shall walk upon our fair land once more while there is still breath left in me!
([#]WITH FERVOR) You will live to walk the green land of Daventry once more. I promise you that!
([#]WITH FERVOR) Even your sword could not save you from this affliction. I know not how, but...I shall save you from this evil plight!
([#]WITH FERVOR) Your crossbow was no match 'gainst this evil power. I shall not stop until you are free to walk once again.
([#]FRUSTRATED AND UPSET) Ah, the tavern. Even IT shows damage.
(A READING VOICE) ARTHUR SYNGE - She is far from the land where her hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
(A READING VOICE) SQUIRE BICKERSTAFF WHATELY - Alack, he's gone the way of all flesh.
(A READING VOICE) BRIGID, SAMUEL AND COLMCILLE - In Daventry three saints one grave do fill.
(A READING VOICE) MATHILDA MASON - O stony grey soil of Daventry, The laugh from my love you thieved.
(A READING VOICE) ENID BURNS - A fond kiss, and then we sever.  A farewell, and then forever.
(A READING VOICE) SIR CHARLES TEASDALE - Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart, My silent heart, lie still and break.
(A READING VOICE) ANNE COOPER WHITMAN - Chaste to her husband, frank to all beside, A teeming mistress, but a barren bride.
(A READING VOICE) ROBERT GUNN - Thou sayest farewell, and lo!  I have thee by the hand And I will not let thee go.
(A READING VOICE) JOHN WEST PROUST - All's over then...
(A READING VOICE) CYNTHIA COX - With all my will, but much against my heart, We two now part.
(A READING VOICE) BRIAN AND MARTHA LINN - Brian Linn and his wife and wife's mother, They all crossed over the bridge together. The bridge broke down and they all tumbled in -- "We'll go home by water," said Brian Linn.
(A READING VOICE) S. N. WENDELL - I have had just about all I can take of myself!
(A READING VOICE) WIDOW FERGUS - She isn't speaking to her son-in-law Brian Linn anymore!
(A READING VOICE) ANDREW CHERRY - I am not so great a fool as you take me for. I have been bitten once and I will never give anyone an opportunity of taking two bites of A. Cherry.
(A READING VOICE) FATHER O'FLYNN - Of priests we can offer a charming variety, Far renowned for larnin' and piety; Still I'd advance ye widout impropriety, Father O'Flynn as the flower of them all.
(A READING VOICE) THE TOWN DRUNK - When money's tight and is hard to get And your horse has also ran, When all you have is a heap of debt -- A PINT OF PLAIN IS YOUR ONLY MAN.
(A READING VOICE) JONATHON BURKE - It's only a little cold I have; there's nothing really wrong with me.
(A READING VOICE) BESSIE LEONARD - My grandmother made dying her life's work!
(A READING VOICE) JULIA CRAWFORD - Oh! Hast thou forgotten this day we must part?  It may be for years and it may be for ever.
(A READING VOICE)LADY HELEN BLACKWOOD MAHAFFY - But the heart that has truly loved, never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close.
([#])(FRUSTRATED) This won't work. There must be another way...
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) Alas, the entrance is barred.
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) I already carry torch ashes.
([#]VERY PLEASED) Good. The tree has dammed the river.
([#])I shall need an axe to fell this tree.
([#]PONDERING) That tree leans quite markedly o'er the river...
([0]GLAD, RELIEVED) Good, thou hast returned. I had been saying...
([3]QUESTIONING) Sorry to bother you, good creature, but, pray tell me again how you lost your horn?
([3]INSULTED) My UNICORN horn!
([6]CHASTISED, QUICKLY RESPONDING) Aye, of course; your unicorn horn.
([1]SADLY) Alack, a wicked swamp witch slithered out of yon water and snatched my horn whilst I was bewildered from the effects of the horrible tempest. Indeed, she even fouled the water with her deadly poison.
([4]HELPFUL AND BRAVE) Aye, thank you, beast. I shall try to find it if I can.
([3]POLITELY) Pardon me, good beast, but...what can you tell me of the swamp witch who stole your unicorn horn?
([3]SADLY, PITIFULLY) Oh, woe! I only know that she is not from Daventry.
([2]BOLD AND WITH CONFIDENCE) Take heart, beast. I shall do what I can to return your horn to you.
([3]TRYING TO GET THE BEAST'S ATTENTION; SYMPATHETIC) Hark, pathetic beast!  Why so sad?
([3]RAISING ITS HEAD IN A PROUD AND INSULTED MANNER; VERY DISMAYED) A pox on thee! I am a magnificent unicorn, NOT a pathetic beast!
([4]DISBELIEVING) A unicorn?
([1]STILL DISMAYED AND SLIGHTLY INSULTED_BUT CALMING DOWN) Aye!...although, woe is me, I have lost my horn...and my appearance besides.
([1]NOW CURIOUS AND WANTING TO HELP) Pray, good creature, how could such occur?
([1]STILL UPSET, BUT NOW MORE FRIENDLY) In the name of bedlam, sir, I was simply eating grass when a horrible tempest struck and tossed me violently. After it cleared, whilst I was momentarily confused and muddled, a vile swamp witch crept out of yon pond and swiped my horn. The loss of it hath rendered me a most hideous beast, as thou canst plainly see.
([2]SYMPATHETIC AND CURIOUS) So, would the recovery of your horn change you back to a unicorn?
([5]WITH PRIDE, BUT TINGED WITH SADNESS) Indubitably. My true form wouldst be returned to its full and natural glory.
([4]TRYING TO BE HELPFUL) Well, good beast, I cannot promise, but, if by happenstance, I spy your horn during my travels, I will return it to you.
([4]DEPRESSED AND HOPELESS) I am grateful, sir, although I will not hold out much hope.
(SHOUTING) Hello, beast!
(CALLING BACK) Over here! Come closer!
([4]EARNEST AND A BIT WORRIED) Good creature, have you knowledge of the way to Castle Daventry?  I feel I must check upon the security of the king.
([1]HOPELESS) By the Lord of Darkness, sir traveler, `twould be no use. Verily, King Graham and his family have suffered the same fate as the rest of Daventry's mortal inhabitants. Besides, the road to the castle is now blocked as a result of that vile storm.
([1]DETERMINED, STILL QUESTIONING) So you know of no other passage to the castle?
([1]HESITANT) In truth, sir, I DO have knowledge of a secret entrance, although I think `twould be best to avoid it.
(SLIGHT PAUSE) Howe'er, I shall tell thee. Behind the waterfall thou shalt find a passage to Castle Daventry.
([4]GRATEFUL) I am grateful, kind beast. I shall be cautious.
([1]QUESTIONING) Excuse me, beast, but...what else can you tell me about the entrance to Castle Daventry behind the waterfall?
([1]KIND - BUT TINGED WITH WORRY) I know naught else. Just...be careful, good sir.
(DISMAYED) A pox on thee. Walk away then...
([4]PROUDLY) Kind beast, I have found your horn.  I am pleased to return it to you.
([1]VERY EXCITED AND HAPPY) No! I cannot believe it! Methought it gone forever!
([1]A PROUD AND MAGNIFICENT VOICE) Sir knight, I wish to thank thee for the return of my horn.  As thou canst see, my true form hath been restored. To show my gratitude, I present to thee this small crystal pyramid.  It once sparkled clear and bright, but since the evil magic, it hath dimmed and darkened; I know not why.  Perhaps, thou canst seek the cause.
([1]HONORED) I am honored, noble beast. The mysterious darkening of yon crystal may be difficult to learn, but I am willing to try.
([5]PROUD AND MAGNIFICENT) By the Lord of Sunshine, `tis evident thou art the one chosen. Be well, and good speed.
([#])(MUSING TO HIMSELF) It appears to be an urn.
([#]ADMIRING AND RESPECTFUL) `Tis a lovely portrait of Her Majesty, Queen Valanice.
([#])In the name of bedlam!  What vile magic is this?
([#]WITH SYMPATHY) It seems the mason had been replacing missing bricks before the tempest struck.
([#]VERY PLEASED) Excellent, it worked!
([#]PUZZLED) Hmmm...how can I stop this wheel?
([4]SLIGHTLY MIFFED) Ah, I see you have seen fit to return and finish our previous discussion. As I was saying...
(SLIGHTLY IRRITATED) Come around, lad...to where I can see you.
([#]CALLING OUT) Come closer, lad!
(RATHER ANNOYED) Well, then, off with you!  Return when you wish to converse further.
([5]IN CONTROL, COMMANDINGLY) Good, all three items.  Now, lad, behold!
([1]IN AN INCANTATION-TYPE VOICE) By all the spirits of the light, brighten the darkness of the night.
([4]VERY GRATEFUL) Thank you, good wizard. Your help has been immeasurable. May we meet again in better times.
([3]KNOWINGLY) You have given me a sacred flame. Seekest now a ring of a dead hero and ashes of a torch.
([3]KNOWINGLY) I have possession of a sacred flame and a hero's ring. Seekest further the ashes of a torch.
([3]KNOWINGLY) You have presented me with a sacred flame and ashes of a torch. Now seekest a ring of a dead hero. ([3]KNOWINGLY) I now possess a ring of a dead hero. Further seekest a flame from a sacred place and ashes of a torch.
([3]KNOWINGLY) You have brought me a hero's ring and ashes of a torch. I further require a flame from a sacred place.
([3]KNOWINGLY) I hold the ashes of a torch. Seekest now a flame from a sacred place and a ring of a dead hero. (SLIGHTLY APOLOGETIC) Sorry, lad, I have no knowledge of that.
(WITH RECOGNITION) Ah, I see you found my bell, although, you needn't carry it around. It fits a structure on my island.
([4]SLIGHTLY EMBARRASSED TO HAVE FORGOTTEN SUCH AN IMPORTANT THING) Forgive my pestering, good wizard.  Could you again tell me my quest?
([1]SOLEMNLY, THIS OF MUCH IMPORTANCE) You, lad, have been chosen to perform the sacred task of finding the remaining pieces of the Mask of Eternity and then returning the Mask to its most holy sanctuary.
([1]SLIGHTLY EMBARRASSED BUT GRATEFUL) Aye, thank you, sir.
([2]DISTRESSED) Good wizard, I beseech you, give me guidance!  I have discovered the portal to the Dimension of Death, but, upon entering it, have encountered a foul beast of darkness!
([3]KNOWINGLY) Aye...the Dimension of Death.  It is said a monstrous Shadow Bane guards the threshold, and that it cannot be slain by any weapon. It can only be dispelled through the means of magical illumination.
([3]STILL DISMAYED, BUT MORE HOPEFUL) But, where can such be found?
([3]CONFIDENTLY, COMMANDINGLY) I can concoct a magical illumination spell, lad. Go! Bring me a flame from a sacred place, the ring of a dead hero, and the ashes of a torch.
([2]BRAVELY) Aye, sir wizard. 'Twill be done! ([4]GRATEFUL) Thank you for all of your help, sir wizard.
([4]ACCOMODATING) You are welcome, lad.  Good luck.
([2]AT FIRST HAPPILY SURPRISED)  Hello?!  You're still alive!
(PAUSE -- THEN A BIT MORE GLUMLY) But, 'twould seem, only half so.
([3]A BIT EXASPERATED AND SLIGHTLY EMBARRASSED AT BEING IN THIS POSITION) I am a wizard, lad...a very good one.  I knew the vile tempest was approaching and swiftly conjured a countering spell, although, as you can see, 'twasn't enough.
([3]BOLDLY INQUIRING) Tell me, good wizard, what was the tempest's nature?
([5]NOW HIS VOICE TAKES ON A NOTE OF OMINOUSNESS AS HE RECOUNTS THIS TALE) 'Twas a magic of Darkness.  The Mask of Eternity has suffered a terrible fate; 'twas destroyed by an evil entity which has since taken up quarters in the Mask's sanctum sanctorum.
([2]CONFUSED, NEVER HEARD OF IT BEFORE) The Mask of Eternity?
([1]STILL RECOUNTING THIS OMINOUS TALE) Aye, lad, the Mask of Truth, Light, and Order. Now it lies in five fragments, scattered separately across the land.
([1]QUESTIONING) Five?
([1]LIGHTER, MATTER-OF-FACTLY) Well, 'twas five...but YOU now possess one. That leaves four.
([1]EXCLAIMING IN SHOCKED SURPRISE) I? Zounds!
([3]GOING ON WITH HIS OMINOUS STORY -- AND REVERTING BACK TO A LITTLE MORE OMINOUS VOICE AGAIN) Indeed.  Now, Chaos reigns, and the vile spirits who rule the elements are free to cause mayhem o'er the land. Mortals like you now find themselves trapped within rocks and stones.
([5])But, YOU, lad, have been chosen to perform the sacred task of finding the remaining four pieces of the Mask of Eternity and returning the Mask to its most holy sanctuary.  The Mask itself, 'twould seem, has chosen you.
([2]PROUD, HONORED, EAGER TO GET GOING) I am honored to perform such a noble quest, but...where do I begin?
([3]MYSTERIOUSLY, ENDING THE CONVERSATION) 'Tis, my friend, for YOU to discover.  I know no more.  I can, however, conjure you a magic map which will aid you in travel throughout the land.  Behold!
([6]GRATEFUL, STRONG) I am grateful, sir.  My destiny is clear. I shall prevail!
(SHOUTING FROM A DISTANCE) Hello, there, sir wizard!
(SHOUTING FROM A DISTANCE) Come closer, lad!  I cannot hear you from such a distance!
([3]SLIGHTLY EMBARRASSED TO ASK AGAIN) Pardon me, good wizard, but, may I inquire again those items which I must gain and return to you?
([3]KNOWINGLY) Seek you a flame from a sacred place, a ring of a dead hero, and ashes of a torch.
([3]GRATEFUL) Thank you, I will, sir.
([2]FRANTIC) Good wizard, I beseech you, give me guidance! I have discovered a magical portal, but, upon entering it, have encountered a foul beast of darkness! (SADLY) Alas, lad, gold will not aid me now.
(INTEREST PIQUED, BUT NOT ENOUGH AT THIS POINT) Interesting...Sir James' ring. May you find a good use for it.
([3]PROUDLY) Sir wizard, I have gained a ring from a noble knight long deceased.
([3]APPROVINGLY) Aye, 'tis good, lad.
(DISMISSIVE) Well...you might find a use for that church candle.
([3]PROUDLY) Lo! I have obtained a sacred flame from the church.
([3]APPROVINGLY) Good work, lad.
(WITH REVERENCE) That is a piece of the sacred Mask of Eternity, lad.
(A BIT DISAPPROVING) Hmmm...you have visited my house, I see; a torn page from my spell book.
(NOW BRIGHTENING UP A BIT) Well, regardless, it appears to hold a spell of revelation.
(RESPONDING ALMOST COMMANDINGLY) Only the Ring of Illumination can dispell the Shadow Bane which guards the threshold to the Dimension of Death.
(DISMISSIVE) Torch ashes?! What good are those?
([3]PROUDLY) I have found torch ashes.  Will this work?
([3]APPROVINGLY) Aye, lad. 'Twill work wonders.
(SOMEWHAT SURPRISED) It seems you have found a horn of a unicorn, lad. Perchance a unicorn is missing its horn!
(WITH FOREBODING) This crystal you bring...
(SLIGHT PAUSE) I feel it holds an unspeakable evil.

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([#]ASTOUNDED) Zounds, the door opened!
([#]SLIGHTLY AWESTRUCK)  Could this be the sanctum of Lord Azriel?...whoever he is.
([#]IN AWE) I have passed through....  'Tis the Dimension of Death.
([#]DISGUSTED)Phew! What's that moldy smell?
([#]ASTOUNDED) Ho, the magical light worked! The monster is dispelled!
([#]IMPRESSED) This iron anvil bespeaks great strength.
(HARSH, GRUFF) Halt! Mortals cannot enter Lord Azriel's sanctum!
(VERY RESOLUTE) Hark, spirit! To the contest then!
(GRUFF, HARSH) You shan't gain the Hammer, mortal!
(VERY RESOLUTE AND POWERFUL) I can, specter...and I shall!
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) It must be a statue of Lord Azriel.
([#]CURIOUS) Who might this stone idol represent?
([#]VERY DISAPPOINTED) That vessel is of no use to me.
([#]ENTHUSIASTIC) A boat! Perhaps it can transport me across this vile river.
([#]FRUSTRATED)This gate; 'tis locked!
([#]ENTHUSIASTIC) Excellent! Chain mail will prove useful indeed.
([#]SHOUTING FROM A DISTANCE) Ho, there!
(IN GREAT PAIN, DIFFICULT TO CALL BACK FROM A DISTANCE) Pray, sir...come closer.
(VERY CONCERNED) Alas, what happened, lad! You need aid!
(MOANING, IN GREAT PAIN, DYING) Nooo...I'm at Death's Door. I found an entrance from...Daventry. My...(cough, cough)...small sister followed me here. I pray she's still alive.
(CONTINUING) I was searching for...the Hammer of Azriel. Without it...you can ne'er cross the River of Death.  You must...find it....(HE FADES AWAY AND DIES).
([#]MATTER-OF-FACTLY) The portal back to Daventry.
([#]EXCITED AND TRIUMPHANT) That must be the way out!
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) That leads to the swamp.
([#]PLEASED) That must be the Bridge of Life.
([#]CURIOUS, WONDERING) Could that be a raised bridge? There is but one Gate of Life, but the entrances to Death are many.
([#]WITH GREAT ENTHUSIASM) Ho, it worked!
([#]DISAPPOINTED) This will not work. 'Tis not powerful enough.
([#]PONDERING) Looks to be a type of mechanical lever.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Beware the River of Death. Its black waters shall corrode all it touches.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Whoever, just and pure, lights the Torches of Righteousness, will meet the Sylph of Inner Beauty.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Attain Truth to bring all the forces into a Perfect Balance.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Perceive the Eternal Reputation. A moment of pain for eternal life everafter. (IN A "READING" VOICE) Go sweetly to Eternity on blithe wings of song.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Death is a translation to a spiritual existence.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) The shedding of blood leads to the pallor of death. The blood of mortality poisons the land.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Heal me and save me from all vile, frightful, and red things.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Truth did not come into the world naked, but it came in images. One must enter through the image into the Truth.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) War causeth great destruction and disturbance of equilibrium.
(IN A READING VOICE) Four thresholds to the Halls of Life: Dost thou seek War, Respite, Immortality, Justice?
(IN A "READING" VOICE) At the appointed time all shall be judged.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) There is but one Gate to Life, but the entrances to Death are many.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Souls are the union of Light and Life. May Darkness not break this bond.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Seven holds the key to the rhythms of life. The number of Completeness.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Three holds the key to Creation and the infinite multitude of beings and numbers.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Ten holds the key to All Things, the sum of All Ideas, and the Forces of Life.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) The soul goes 'round upon a wheel of stars, and all things return.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Perceive the Eternal Respite. A moment of pain for eternal life everafter.
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Corruption is the pestilence which walketh in darkness.
([#]IN A PITYING TONE OF VOICE) Poor, foolhardy lad. Ne'er a chance had he.
([#]SLIGHTLY SHOCKED AND SURPRISED) A fallen warrior! How came this?
(PAUSE) Why, even his iron shield is broken in pieces.
([#]GREATLY SADDENED) Poor, unfortunate wretch.
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) The door will not open. E'er the Lever of Life spins 'round the Pedestals of Death to unlock the sacred Sanctum of Azriel, Lord of Death. The spectre of Death guards o'er the Lever of Life.
([#]VERY FRUSTRATED) Drat! How can I reach that door.
([#]SURPRISED) Zounds!
([#]MUSING) 'Tis some type of symbol...
(NOW NOTICES CONNOR -- GRUFF, MEAN) Hey! A stranger!
(GRUFF, HARSH) Get 'im!
(GRUFF, HARSH) Hack 'im, Osteo!
(GRUFF, HARSH) Sock it to 'im, Humerus!
(GRUFF, HARSH) Oooowww! Watch 'im!
(EVIL LAUGH) Slash 'im, Osteo! Get in there!
(HARSH, SHOOTS BACK ANGRILY) Watch 'im, Humerus! Lop off his skull!
(LAUGHING LIKE NAUGHTY SKELETON BOYS) Aye...heh, heh, heh...
(LAUGHING, CARRYING ON) Get 'im, boy!
(LAUGHING, CARRYING ON) Ha, ha, ha...
(GRUFF VOICE -- SPEAKING TO SKELETON 7) I'll bet two golds on Osteo.
(GRUFF VOICE -- SPEAKING BACK TO SKELETON 6) Yer on! I'm fer Humerus.
([#]EXULTING) Lo, this door has no substance!
([#]PUZZLED, MUSING TO HIMSELF) There is something strange about this door...
([#]SLIGHTLY AWESTRUCK BUT ALSO CURIOUS) That door! Where could it lead?
(SOLEMN) Fare thee well, mortal.
(SHOUTING FROM A DISTANCE) Hello, sir boatman!
(SHOUTED FROM A DISTANCE) Come closer, mortal!
(SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) That wilt not attain Truth for thee.
(SOLEMN YET WISE AND MYSTERIOUS) Thou hast found the Hall of Respite. One shall reveal the Truth.
(CONFUSED BUT POLITE) Aye, sir boatman...I shall keep that in mind.
([3]COURTEOUS) How goes it, sir boatman? ([3])You must continue your quest, Deliverer.  I can aid thee no further.
([3]CONFIDENT, BOLD) Assuredly, good sir. I vow my life to restore the world to proper order.
(SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Thou hast returned, mortal. Thou must heed my counsel...
([3]ADAMANT) Sir boatman, I require passage across the River of Death.
([3]SOLEMN, WISE BUT MYSTERIOUS) Only souls of the deceased may embark thus. Thou art a man living.
([3]SOFTENING -- AND ALMOST PLEADING) Just this once?
([7]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) My vessel is incorporeal. Thou art physical.
([6]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED AND ANXIOUS) Then, pray tell, how may a mortal man such as myself ever hope to cross the river?
([1]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Seekest thou the Bridge of Life.
([4]THANKFUL BUT STILL UNCERTAIN) Aye, sir, I shall.  Thank you.
([1]QUESTIONING, EARNEST) You afore mentioned the Feather of Truth, good boatman. Where might such be found?
([1]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Seekest thou the Hall of Respite. Judge the skulls on the left. Down Creation. The one Complete stands out.
([1]VERY PUZZLED) What?!
([5]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Down Creation plus Completion equals All Things.
([4]TOTALLY CONFUSED, BUT POLITE ABOUT IT) Uh...thank you, sir. I shall keep that in mind.
(MYSTERIOUS - AS ALWAYS) Come hither, mortal.
([2]QUESTIONING) Good boatman, I have located the Bridge of Life but cannot lower it.
([2]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Employ the Hammer of Azriel.
([2]GRATEFUL) Aye, thank you.
([4]QUESTIONING) Sir boatman, you afore mentioned the Bridge of Life. Whither shall I seek it?
([1]WISE AND SOLEMN) The Bridge of Life spans the River of Death. Follow the river to the east.
([1]GRATEFUL) Thank you, sir. I shall.
([3]COURTEOUS) How goes it, sir boatman?
([3]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Truth and Justice must prevail. Perfect Balance must return.
([3]CONFIDENT, BOLD) Assuredly, good sir. I vow my life to restore the world to proper order.
([4]QUESTIONING) Pardon, sir boatman...Where did you say the Feather of Truth could be found?
([4]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Seekest thou the Hall of Respite.
([4]SUDDENLY REMEMBERING) Aye, I remember...judge the skulls on the left. Down Creation. The one Complete stands out.
([5]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Down Creation plus Completion equals All Things.
([2]GRATEFUL) Thank you, good boatman.
([4]CURIOUS) Where are the souls for transport, good boatman?
([1]SOLEMN AND WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Lord Azriel is imprisoned.  All is chaos.  The land bleeds.
([1]IN AGREEMENT, SOLEMN) Aye, I noticed foul pools of blood.
([1]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) The Sacred Heart is wounded.  The Deliverer must heal it.
([4]CURIOUS) The Deliverer? Who might that be?
([1]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) The mortal One who wouldst be judged above all others.
([1]HESITANT, NOT QUITE SURE) Ah...I see.
([1]QUESTIONING, EARNEST) Sir boatman, I would seek to heal the Sacred Heart. Might I be the Deliverer you afore mentioned?
([1]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) The heart of the Deliverer wouldst be judged upon the Scales of Justice.
([6]CONFUSED, DISBELIEVING) Scales of Justice?
([3]SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Equilibrium must be restored. Attain Perfect Balance against the Feather of Truth.
([3]PONDERING, AGREEING -- BUT NOT REALLY SURE) Aye...I shall do so.
(SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) The Mask of Eternity; the Truth; the Light; the Order.
(SLIGHTLY CONFUSED BUT POLITE) That makes sense. Thank you, boatman.
(SOLEMN, WISE YET MYSTERIOUS) Thou hast found the Feather of Truth. Attain Perfect Balance against it.
(CONFUSED BUT OBLIGING) I shall try, sir boatman.

Taste my might, human! Your soul, mortal. I want its power! I will skin you and pick your bones! Give me your flesh!   Flesh is not allowed here, human! Your death is mine! Halt! Prepare to die! Stop, mortal! Desist!
(GRUFF, HARSH) I want your soul!
(GRUFF, HARSH) Your life, mortal. Give it up!
(GRUFF, HARSH) Die, puny mortal! Accept your death, human! Who goes there! Intruder! Where are you? Show yourself, coward! Halt! Reveal yourself!
(EXCITED) There it is; the Hammer of Azriel! Now...how can I contend with those vile souls?
(WONDERING, CURIOUS) That must be a sacred hammer. But...how can I cope with those vile souls?
([#]PUZZLED AND SURPRISED) How now, a headless statue!
([#]INTERESTED) 'Tis now a complete statue of a warrior.
([#]VERY PLEASED) It worked!
(LONG PAUSE -- NOW ARE MORE EXCITED) Lo, what have we here?...a feather?!
([#]VERY PLEASED) It worked!
(LONG PAUSE. NOW MUCH MORE EXCITED) Hark, I have found the Feather of Truth!
([#]VERY FRUSTRATED) This one doesn't fit right.
([#]A BIT FRUSTRATED) It won't budge!
(NOW MORE RESIGNED) Well, I suppose it has fulfilled its appointed task.
(SLIGHTLY OUT OF BREATH -- HAVING JUST PUSHED ASIDE A GIANT STONE) Here, lass...an exit.
(NOW HAVING SECOND THOUGHTS -- RELUNCTANT) I don't reckon you should go alone...
(NOW EAGER AND SHOWING BRAVERY) No, sir...I know the way. I can run fast. Those monsters won't catch me!
(RELUNCTANT BUT ALSO PROUD OF THIS LITTLE GIRL'S BRAVERY) All right, young maid.  Run straight away home and wait there. I shall check on you later if I can.
(EAGER TO GO -- AND BRAVE) Aye, kind sir.  Thank you...!
(SOUNDS OF A LITTLE GIRL SOBBING)
([#]WITH GREAT CONCERN) What is that?! A weeping child...?
(POLITELY) I cannot take that from you, sir.
(FRIGHTENED) Aaaiiii, a skull!
(APOLOGETIC) I'm sorry, lass. I wasn't thinking.
(VERY CONCERNED) Young maid, are you all right? How came you here?
(SNIFFING, UPSET) I'm imprisoned, sir. I followed my brother to this horrible place, but now I don't know where he is...!
(WORRIED AND FEELING SORRY FOR HER) You followed your brother?
(SLIGHT PAUSE) But, pray, how did you do such?
(STILL UPSET) I...I hid behind a gravestone in Daventry and watched as my brother went into the church. A moment later, he rushed out and ran into the mausoleum.  He didn't see me...so I ran in behind him. I saw him slip through a magical door...and I followed, but now I fear he is dead.
(PROTECTIVE) I shall seek your brother, young lady, but, beforehand...'tis important to safely return YOU to Daventry.
(STILL SCARED, BUT TRYING TO BE BRAVE) A-all right, sir.
(SNIFF; PAUSE) But...how? Those monsters imprisoned me here and I cannot leave!
(BRAVE AND CONFIDANT) Take calm, lass. I shall find a way to free you.
(STILL SCARED, BUT TRYING VERY HARD TO BE BRAVE) Aye, sir. I trust you.
(WITH DETERMINATION) Young maid, you must return safely to Daventry.
(TRYING TO BE BRAVE--BUT SLIGHTLY PUZZLED) Aye, sir, but how can I leave this...this prison?
(SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) Aye...I must ponder this problem.
(POLITELY) No, sir. I'm not allowed to take gold.
([#]FRUSTRATED) 'Tis locked.
([#]TRIUMPHANT) Aha! The key worked!
(PROUD AND DIGNIFIED) Hail, Deliverer! Thou hast freed me and healed the Sacred Heart. The bloodletting hath ceased. Truly, thou art the Champion Eternal; the Scales have proven thus. In the name of Victory, Sir Champion, I wish you good speed.
(EXPRESSING DOUBT AND MILD SURPRISE) Thou, young mortal? Thou art the Champion Eternal?
(NOW LOOKS CONNOR UP AND DOWN...A BIT DISDAINFUL) Methought thou wouldst be more...regal.
(TAKING SLIGHT OFFENSE, BUT STANDING UP TO THIS IMPOSING CREATURE) 'Tis true I sprang not from noble stock, but my resolve is strong and my challenge is clear.
(SLIGHT PAUSE) And, sire, may I inquire of your identity?
(PROUDLY AND DIGNIFIED) I am known as Azriel, Lord of the Dimension of Death.
(BUT NOW HIS TONE TURNS MORE DESPONDENT; A SENSE OF HOPELESSNESS COMES TO HIS VOICE) But now, I fear I rule over naught.
(PAUSES AND SIGHS) My guards...they have revolted. They have fallen under the influence of wickedness. And the souls they once shepherded...they run amok!
(WORRIED, SHOCKED) How came this, my lord?
(KNOWINGLY, SOLEMNLY) Thou knowest.  The Mask of Eternity...it hath been ravaged. Corruption hath triumphed. But thou, Sir Champion, hast been chosen to defeat this vile wickedness. And I can aid thee.
(CONTINUATION OF DEATH'S PRIOR SOLILOQUY) Here is my key to unlock the gate to the Compound of Death.  On its far side, thou shalt find the River of Death. Cross it to continue thy journey to the Realm of the Sun.
(PUZZLED; HAVE NEVER HEARD OF SUCH A THING BEFORE) The Realm of the Sun?
(IN AN AWED, WORSHIPFUL VOICE) Aye, 'tis the sacred realm of the Mask of Eternity.
(CONCERNED, QUERYING) Tell me, Lord Azriel, I am seeking four lost pieces of the Mask. Do you have any knowledge of their locations?
(A BIT SADLY) Unhappily, I know not.
(GRATEFUL ANYWAY; VOICE RISES STRONG AND PROUD) So be it. I will persevere and find them. I will return the Mask to its rightful place. The world will be sweet once again.
(NOW SAYING FAREWELL; NOW HAS HOPE AND FAITH IN HIS VOICE) Assuredly, Sir Champion.  Farewell to thee.
([#]CURIOUS, MUSING TO HIMSELF) There is a curious slot in this pedestal. Something must fit here...
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) Perhaps this pedestal rotates...
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) I have already rotated this pedestal.
([#]TRIUMPHANT) Aha, it fits!
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) There appears to be a crack at the base of this pillar.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF, SLIGHTLY CONFUSED) This looks to be a gate, but...where would it lead?
([#]ELATED) Look here, the pressure plate opened a vortex!
([#]IN A READING VOICE) Hall of Immortality.
([#]IN A READING VOICE) Hall of Justice.
([#]IN A READING VOICE) Hall of Respite.
([#]IN A READING VOICE) Hall of War.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) That metal plate. What could be its function...?
(SLIGHTLY DISGUSTED) This must be the River of Death. Phew! A foul stench arises from it!
([#]PONDERING) I wonder...
([#]TRIUMPHANT) Aha! It rusted!
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) There must be a key for this door.
([#]CONTEMPLATIVE) This must be the "sacred heart" of which the boatman spoke.
([#]SURPRISED AND CONFUSED) How now! This appears to be an immense...HEART!
([#]SURPRISED AND SHOCKED) Zounds! 'Tis indeed a heart!
([#]PROUDLY AND BOLDLY) These scales have revealed the way to truth and justice.
([#]VERY PLEASED) Lo, I have found the Scales of Justice!
([#]SURPRISED, CONFUSED) A set of scales! Why here?
([#]ELATED) It balanced!
(PAUSE. HE LISTENS) Hark!...is that a heartbeat?
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) No. 'Tis not right.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF, SLIGHTLY PUZZLED) The boatman said, 'one Complete stands out.' Could this be the right one? ([#]STILL HOPING) Perhaps this one...
([#]STILL HOPING) Maybe this one? ([#]STILL HOPING) Hmmm... Or this one?
([#]SLIGHTLY PUZZLED) All these skulls... Might this one be important?
([#]MATTER-OF-FACTLY) I now have no need for another skull.
(GRUFF, HARSH) Hold! Who goes there?
(ANGRY) You may prove to be a worthy opponent after all!
(SUPREMELY CONFIDENT) I am ready for you, mortal!
(ATTACKING, UNDER EXERTION)  Be prepared to die, human!
(OUT OF BREATH, DURING COMBAT) We shall see.
(SEVERE, HARSH AUTHORITY) None shall leave the Dimension of Death.
(GRUFF, HARSH, ALMOST SARCASTIC) Foolish mortal! I see you lurking about.
(STRONG, BUT DISTANT)  Come closer, human; you shall learn of your imminent death.
(COCKY, YELLING BACK)  I have no desire to die, spirit...as many a corpse will attest!
(GRUFF, HARSH) Your quest ends here, mortal, for no one crosses the River of Death. There is now a new order, and it shall prevail.
(WITH SUPREME CONFIDENCE) My quest is to restore the Mask of Eternity to where it belongs!
(GRUFF -- ALMOST SARCASTIC) You shall meet your death, mortal; but I'll not need to soil my hands with your blood.
(AN EVIL LAUGH) Ha, ha, ha, ha...
(WITH SUPREME CONFIDENCE) I choose my destiny, sir bones.  I choose!
(FIRMLY AND WITH CONVICTION) THIS mortal shall leave, sir!
(HARSH AND SCARY) Come forward, mortal. I crave your soul.
(GRUFF, HARSH) Hah! Your feeble potion will not work against me!
(GRUFF, HARSH) Come closer and fight hand to hand, coward!
([#]CONFIDENT, ALMOST SARCASTICALLY) My soul is not yours for the taking!
(SCREAMING AS HE FALLS)  Nooooooooo!
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) There must be a key somewhere.
([#]VERY FRUSTRATED) A child is crying...
([4]EMBARRASSED TO ASK AGAIN) Forgive me, fair lady.  I have given you some mold, but may I ask again the last item needed for a protective spell?
([1]PATIENTLY ANSWERING HIS QUESTION) I yet require some rust, good sir.
([1]GRATEFUL) Aye, thank you.
([4])I have given you some rust.  What more do you require to work your protective magic?
([1]PATIENTLY ANSWERING HIS QUESTION) I still have need of some mold, kind sir.
([1]LOUDLY, STRONGLY) Now...behold!
([2]GRATEFUL) I am grateful, good damsel. Your kindness has inspired me.
([3]ALMOST SOUNDING WORRIED, BUT ALSO HAS A BIT OF PRIDE IN HER VOICE) Be careful, o Champion of Champions.
(SHOUTED FROM A DISTANCE)  Hail, fair damsel!
(SHOUTED FROM A DISTANCE)  I shall not harm thee, good knight!  Come hither!
(SLIGHTLY OFFENDED) If thou dost not wish to heed my words, so be it.  Good luck, Champion.
(POLITE) I do not require that, good knight.
([4]SLIGHTLY WORRIED, WANTING TO HELP) Tell me, fair maid, are you well in this wretched place?
([1]BOLDLY) Oh, aye. I am not afeared. My magic protects me.
(PAUSE, THEN CONFIDENTIALLY) My magic can protect THEE, also.
([1]SURPRISED) Me? How?
([1]ENIGMATICALLY) Bring me some rust and mold. By mixing those with my rejuvenating waters, I can concoct for thee a potent protective spell.
([1]STRONGLY) Done!
([1]POLITE -- GLAD TO SEE HIM AGAIN) Good, thou hast returned, Champion. Let me begin again where I had last left off...
([4]EMBARRASSED TO ASK AGAIN) Pardon me, good lady, but may I ask again those two items needed for a protective spell?
([1]PATIENTLY ANSWERING HIS QUESTION) Aye, bring me some rust and mold.
([1]GRATEFUL) Thank you.  I shall do so.
([3]POLITELY) Hail, fair lady. May I slake my thirst at your well?
([3]COURTEOUSLY) I prithee, partake of my rejuvenating water. Beware, though, the corrosive water of the River of Death.
([1]) I can aid thee no further, brave knight.  Good luck to thee!
([1]PROUDLY) I have found some mold, dear lady.
([1]PLEASED) Wonderful!
([1]BOLDLY) I have gained, fair lady, some rust.  Will this do?
([1]PLEASED) Perfect.
(POLITE AND KNOWLEDGABLE) I know the Feather of Truth, Champion. It can balance Truth and Justice.
([#]VERY CURIOUS - AND SLIGHTLY DISTURBED) This peaceful statue...I almost feel a sense of respite.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF; A SOUND OF DISGUST TO HIS VOICE) Foul blood. Whence came it?
([#]SLIGHTLY UPSET AND FRUSTRATED) The boatman said, "the land bleeds." I see now what he meant.
([#]PUZZLED, WONDERING) Those five symbols...how odd.

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([#]SLIGHTLY SURPRISED) Where am I now? A swamp?
([#])In Bed.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF)  It has been barricaded.
(PUZZLED BUT CURIOUS) 'Tis a book of recipes.
(VERY SLIGHT PAUSE) What is this?
(IN A "READING" VOICE) Goblin tartar. Take a dead goblin; remove its black heart with a unicorn horn; chop its...
(NOW SHOWING GREAT DISGUST) Ugh! No, thank you!
([#]WITH EXTREME DISGUST) So...THIS is the source of yon poison!
([#]GRATEFUL) The cauldron is now pure. Its waters flow clear and sweet as honey.
(EVIL-SOUNDING) My children of Darkness, I require thy service. A human male wilt infiltrate. I want his prompt death.
(FEARFUL, BUT BRAVE NEVERTHELESS) Zounds, a vision of my opponent! Now...to find him!
([#]AWESTRUCK AND JOYOUS) 'Tis a wondrous magic!
([#]VERY THANKFUL) Ah, a chain mail suit! Some poor fellow's loss is my gain.
([#]TRIUMPHANT) Excellent! These chainmail gloves will prove useful indeed!
([#]DISGUSTED) Phew! What a foul creature!
([#]CAUTIOUSLY) Hmmm...I should watch my step. ([#]VERY FRUSTRATED) This gate...'tis locked.
([#]SURPRISED, BUT TRIUMPHANT) 'Tis astounding! It worked!
([#]VERY PUZZLED) What is this?!
(CONFUSED) 'Tis shaped like a hand...but a hand much larger than my own.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) That looks like it could be attached to a pulley mechanism.
([#]SHOWING FRUSTRATION) The hammer is too large to pass between the bars.
([#]WITH COMPASSION) I trust these poor people will understand my need for their gold.
([#]MATTER-OF-FACTLY) I have already obtained a piece of this mushroom.
([#]WITH EXCITEMENT) Lo, a giant golden mushroom!
([#]CURIOSITY TINGED WITH WONDER) What an unusual mushroom.
([#]SHARED SYMPATHY) Unlucky fellow. Assuredly, I shall fare better.
([#]SLIGHTLY DISTURBED) Poor wretches. Ne'er a chance had they 'gainst the witch's wiles.
(GROWLING, HARSH) The Mask piece! It belongs to my Master! (BOLD AND AGRESSIVE) TAKE it from me then, blackguard!
([#]MATTER-OF-FACTLY) 'Tis the gate back to the Dimension of Death.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) Thou hast returned...Connor of Daventry. I shall thus continue...
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE)  He who shuns wisdom...entreats ignorance.  Return when ignorance fails thee.
(POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) Only gold, Connor of Daventry.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) That is all...Connor of Daventry.  I speak no more.
([1]EMBARRASSED TO ASK AGAIN) Wise Tree, would you, perchance, tell me again the cost of each prophecy?
([1]ORACLE-LIKE, SLOW-SPEAKING, POWERFUL) One...gold piece.
([1]GRATEFUL) Aye, thank you.
([1]GREETINGS FROM A SLOW-SPEAKING PHILOSOPHER-TYPE) Hail...Connor of Daventry.
([1]SURPRISED, TAKEN ABACK) Hold! How came you to know of me?
([2]SLOWLY, DELIBERATELY, ORACLE-LIKE) I am...the Oracle of the Tree.  I know...all; I speak...seldom.
([1]INTRIGUED, BUT WONDERING) Why seldom?
([1]POWERFUL, DELIBERATELY, ORACLE-LIKE) My Prophesies are...only for those deserving.
([1]HOPEFULLY) Tell me, o Tree, am I deserving?
([1]SOLEMN, POWERFUL, ORACLE-LIKE) Thou art...but only for the gift of a gold piece.
([3]UNBELIEVING, DOUBTING) Verily, a tree has no use for gold.
([2]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) He is more noble that deserves...than he that receives benefits.
([1]RELENTING, UNDERSTOOD) All right, 'tis fair.
(CURIOUS, MUSING TO HIMSELF) Yon tree has an unusual look. Perhaps I should examine it more closely.
([1]POLITE BUT STRONG) One gold coin, sir.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, AND ORACLE-LIKE) The Virtue of the Golden Ladle is within you. It shall purge the poison and restore the purity.
([1]POWERFUL AND ORACLE-LIKE, SLOW-SPEAKING) The Mask shall deliver victory...unto the hand of the righteous.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) He that doeth evil, abhorreth the light.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) Where the Mask once sat...now doth sit a Pretender.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) Where the sinner cannot come, he shall send.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, AND ORACLE-LIKE) The Father of demons and abominations...before the altar stands.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) Deeds are fruits...words are but leaves.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, AND ORACLE-LIKE) He who coveted all...hath now brought on sin.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) Thou shalt go...thou shalt return.  Never shalt thou perish.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, AND ORACLE-LIKE) He that would enter into a higher realm...must have a good key.
([1]POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) Strength and righteousness...grow stronger by being tried.
(POWERFUL, SLOW-SPEAKING, ORACLE-LIKE) The Mask of Eternity is that which is...has been...and shall be. Its veil...no one has lifted. The fruit it bore...was the sun.
(COURTLY AND REGAL) Greetings, Champion Eternal!
(SURPRISED AND KIND OF SHOCKED) Who are you, Sir...Snail?
(STILL COURTLY AND REGAL) I am King Mudge. This swamp is my realm, and all here are my subjects. I understand you slew the vile witch...
(UNSURE, WONDERING IF HE'S IN TROUBLE FOR THIS) Aye, I did...Sire.
(LAUGHING HEARTILY -- BUT REGALLY, OF COURSE) Wonderful! I couldn't TOLERATE that old biddy; 'specially after she poisoned our lovely swamp! But now, because of you, our water is pure once more. I wish to express my supreme gratitude, Sir Champion.
(HUMBLE, APPRECIATIVE, SLIGHTLY EMBARRASSED) I humbly accept your appreciation, sire. But, pray, can you give me counsel on...
(INTERRUPTING CONNOR -- MORE ABRUPT AND URGENT) Stay! We must quickly devise your exit. Now, Champion, behold...the portal to the underground Realm of the Gnomes
! (SHOUTING, UPSET) Wait! Where are you going...?!
([#]PUZZLED AND SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) That far door; how to reach it?
(IN A READING VOICE) He that hath once the Ladle of the Sun, The perfect gold, the perfect elixir, Can confer purity, virtue, peace, and love.
([#]EXCITED) 'Tis here! Another piece of the Mask!
(QUESTIONING) Do you require more secrets, good wisps?
(CHEERFULLY) No, stranger, 'tis all we need!
(SLIGHTLY INDIGNANT) So, you've come back then, have you?
(FORGOT) Now, where were we?
(SUDDENLY REMEMBERS) Oh, yes...!
(CALLING FROM A DISTANCE) Hail, small creatures!
(CALLING OUT) Come closer, stranger!
(VERY INDIGNANT) Well, I never! How rude of him!
(POLITE BUT FIRM) We have no use for that, stranger. We only like secrets.
(FRIENDLY) Ho, good wisps!
(FRIENDLY) Hello, stranger! We heard a rumor that you slew the evil witch. Is that true?
(EMBARRASSED, HUMBLED) Well...
(EXCITED) Oh, I knew it! I TOLD you wisps he was the one! And look how clean the water is now!
(HAPPY) Absolutely delectable!
(BEING POLITE) Good. All's well that ends well. I bid you adieu, good wisps.
(WISPS 1, 2, AND 3 TOGETHER - ENTHUSIASTICALLY) Good-bye!
([1]CURIOUS GREETING) Hello, small creatures! Who are you?
([1]FRIENDLY) Swamp wisps, stranger.
([1]FRIENDLY, EXPLANATORY) Aye, we pollinate flowers, drink honeydew, annoy frogs, but of MOST import, we collect secrets.
([1]WITH RELISH) 'Tis our passion!
([2]CURIOUS BUT A BIT SUSPICIOUS) Where do you find such secrets?
([2]ENTHUSIASTIC) All around! One just needs to know where to seek.
([2]WARNING TONE) We DO avoid the witch's cove; she has been 'specially nasty since the dreadful tempest.
([2]AGREEING ENTHUSIASTICALLY WITH THE PRIOR STATEMENT) Forsooth...and her poisonous water makes us so ill!
([2]CONCERNED, WANTS TO KNOW) Tell me, good wisps, how can one protect himself against this...poisonous water?
([1]BARGAINING TONE) Tut, we know something which can guard against poisonous swamp water...in return for a nice, juicy secret.
([1]SURPRISED, SLIGHTLY SHOCKED) What?!
([1]BARGAINING...A LITTLE DEVILISH-SOUNDING) Yes...a secret. Bring us a delicious secret and we shall give you an antidote for the poisonous water.
([1]UNSURE OF THIS, RESIGNED) Well...I shall try. Thank you, good wisps.
([3]EMBARRASSED TO ASK - BUT FORGOT AND NEEDS TO KNOW) Excuse me, good wisps, but...could you explain my task again?
([3]ENTHUSIASTIC, ACCOMODATING) Assuredly! Bring us a delectable secret and we'll give you an antidote for the poisonous swamp water.
([3]WITH MORE CONFIDENCE NOW) Aye, I remember now. Thank you.
([1]QUESTIONING - HOPEFUL) Is there any more you can tell me, good wisps?
([1]CONFIDENTIALLY) Welllll...we have a secret for YOU!
([1]ENTHUSIASTICALLY AGREEING) Yes...for YOU!
([1]SECRETIVE, SHARING A SECRET) Find the Golden Ladle, stranger. It has powers to cleanse the poisonous water.
([2]GRATEFUL) 'Tis good advice. Thank you, small wisps.
([3]EXCITEDLY) Harken! I have discovered an incredible secret!
([3]VERY EXCITED) Oh, do tell, do tell!
([3]WISP 1 AND 2 VERY EXCITED) Aye, tell, tell!!
([2]ALMOST UNDER HIS BREATH -- LIKE TELLING A "BIG SECRET") Well...
(PREGNANT PAUSE) I have learned that the witch keeps a piece of the Mask of Eternity in her tower.
([2]WISP 1 AND 2 AWED, BUT CAN'T BELIEVE HIS/HER EARS) No!!
([2]AWED AND EXCITED) Oh, bravo, bravo, an astonishing secret! And now, good stranger...your reward.
([2] PROUDLY PROCLAIMING) Lo, yon blossom!
([2]ASTONISHED AND SURPRISED) A flower...good wisps?
([1]VERY PLEASED WITH THEMSELVES) Aye, sir. Eat this blossom. 'Twill protect you 'gainst the witch's poisonous water.
([1]EXCITED) Oh, I am so excited...wait till Mudge hears!
([1]SURPRISED TO HEAR) Mudge?  Who...is Mudge?
([1]EXPLAINING PROUDLY) Oh, the Swamp King, of course! You really MUST find him!
(ALMOST FRIGHTENED-LIKE, DISBELIEVING) Ohhh! Is that?...is that?
(VERY REVERENT-LIKE) Aye...'tis the Mask of Eternity. Oh! Take care of it, stranger; 'tis MOST revered!
(ACKNOWLEDGING) Aye, good wisps, I shall.
(SCREECHES) Die, toad!!
(ANGRY AND CONFRONTATIONAL) Not me, witch...you!!
([#]TRIUMPHANT) Bulls-eye!
([#]VERY PLEASED) Excellent! Poison fouls the swamp no more.
([#]EXTREMELY DISGUSTED) Oh, foul poison! 'Tis concocted within the tower.
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) The gate is locked!
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) These holes in the wall look suspicious.
([#]TALKING TO HIMSELF, SLIGHTLY DOUBTING) So...this leads to an underground Realm of Gnomes?
(GRATEFUL) Interesting news, good creatures; a mask piece in the witch's tower. 'Twill help me immeasurably. Thank you.
(POLITE, BUT INSISTENT - CALLING OUT) Good creatures, of what do you speak?
(SEVERAL VOICES, SECRETIVE, NOT IN UNISON) A mask piece is in the witch's tower.
(SHOCKED AND SURPRISED) A mask piece is in the witch's tower!!
(ANGRY AT HIMSELF) Oh...drat!
(SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) There's nothing to hear right now.
(CALLING OUT) Ho, there!
(CALLING OUT) Come back, good creatures!  I mean you no harm!

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([#]TAKING IN THESE NEW SURROUNDINGS) This must be the Realm of the Gnomes.
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) I have already obtained some.
([#]SURPRISED, PUZZLED) That glowing substance! What could it be?
(BOLD, COMMANDING) Hark! Pray imbibe the Essence of Sun Tzu!
(GRATEFUL) I am grateful. 'Twill aid me immensely.
(PUZZLED) Good merchant, how does it open?
(ADVISING - SLIGHTLY AMUSED) Aye...just remove the warrior, traveler.
(GLAD, POLITE) Welcome back, friend. What would ye like?
(VERY PLEASED) Ye have done well, friend! Ye have earned the right to purchase me Essence of Sun Tzu...only 250 gold coins. What say ye?
(TAKEN ABACK) Purchase? But, I thought those three items...
(POLITE, BUT NOT BACKING DOWN) Stay, stay, friend. I only agreed to SELL me Essence of Sun Tzu if ye brung back those items...not GIVE it to ye.
(GIVING IN, BACKING DOWN) All right, tradeswoman. Let me ponder then...
(SOLICITOUSLY, FRIENDLY) Hail, stranger. May I help ye?
(POSSIBLY INTERESTED, BUT WARY OF A POTENTIALLY SLICK SALESMAN) Mayhap. What have you, good tradeswoman?
(NOW A BIT MORE EAGERLY...THINKING HE MIGHT HAVE A SALE) I am the apothecary, stranger. A purveyor of potions, magicks, alchemical formulae and long-lost spells. Behold me purgatives, curatives, restoratives, potions, powders, and other such. Whiche'er is it ye be wanting?
(URGING) Wouldst ye like another?
(MILDLY MIFFED) Hearken, stranger! Ye have not the money to pay for it.
(SAYS GOODBYE) Thank ye for coming, traveler.
(INTERESTED) A fine specimen of amberglow, friend! Hold tight to it; it may come in useful later.
(PLEASANT BUT CONFIDENTLY) Behold, some amberglow!
(VERY PLEASED) Aye, 'tis just right, good man!
(DISMISSIVE BUT FRIENDLY) I trade only in gold and apothecaries, friend.
(QUESTIONING) Good tradeswoman, tell me again those items you wish me to bring you?
(A BIT AUTHORITATIVELY) Aye, deliver me a piece of tree root, an object made of iron, and a fragment of amberglow.
(AGREEABLY, CONFIDENTLY) Thank you, good merchant.
(UNDECIDED) A fine selection; 'tis difficult to choose.
(AUTHORITATIVELY) Forsooth, I yet require a piece of tree root and an object of iron.
(AUTHORITATIVELY) Aye, stranger. A piece of tree root is still needed.
(AUTHORITATIVELY) Verily, I still need a piece of tree root and a fragment of amberglow.
(AUTHORITATIVELY) Aye, friend. Ye have supplied me with all but an object of iron.
(AUTHORITATIVELY) Ye've almost made it. Only a bit of amberglow is yet missing.
(AUTHORITATIVELY) Aye, friend. I yet require an object of iron and a fragment of amberglow.
(ABRUPT BUT POLITE) No need fer weapons here, friend.
(SOLICITING) What would ye like to purchase, friend?
(APPROVINGLY) Thank ye, friend.
(DISMISSIVE) That iron is interesting, friend, but ye hold it fer now.
(PLEASANT, BUT CONFIDENT) An object of iron, my good merchant!
(VERY PLEASED) Excellent, me friend!
(SHOWING INTEREST) Ah, a lodestone! As ye should know, it has magnetic properties.
(DISMISSIVE) Ye might find a use fer that tree root later, me friend, but not now.
(PLEASANTLY -- BUT CONFIDENT) Lo, merchant! I have gained some tree root.
(VERY PLEASED) Ah...perfect.
(POLITE) I see yer back. As I had been saying...
(WELCOMING) Welcome back, traveler.
(QUESTIONING) Good merchant, what armor have you for sale?
(APOLOGETIC) Sorry, me friend, but ye've cleaned me out.
(SOLICITOUSLY, FRIENDLY) Ho, friend! Are ye interested in purchasing me wares?
(POSSIBLY INTERESTED -- BUT WARY OF A POTENTIALLY SLICK SALESMAN) Mayhap, good merchant. What have you?
(NOW A BIT MORE EAGERLY -- THINKING HE MIGHT HAVE A SALE) I deal in armor, me friend, the finest in the realm! Verily, ye may don and inspect 'em for possible purchase.
(SLIGHTLY ANNOYED) Hold! Ye have not enough gold for it!
(STILL POLITE) Come back later, friend!
(DISMISSIVE BUT FRIENDLY) I only deal with gold or armor, friend.
(QUESTIONING) Tell me, good merchant, what armor have you?
(IN SALESMAN MODE -- THINKING HE MAY HAVE A SALE) A variety, friend, the best in the land! Verily, ye may don and inspect 'em for possible purchase.
(QUESTIONING) What armor have you for sale, good merchant?
(APOLOGETIC) Sorry, me friend, but ye've cleaned me out.
(ABRUPT BUT POLITE) There ain't no need fer weapons here, me friend.
(BOLDLY - HAS MADE A DECISION) Aye, I shall purchase this fine armor. Here is my payment.
(APPROVINGLY) Thank ye, good friend.
(SORRY -- BUT NO THANKS) 'Tis fine armor sure, but I am not now aiming to purchase.
(MILDLY DISAPPOINTED) Woe the day!
(PAUSE) Well...maybe later. (ANALYZING) Ah, a fragment of shield. Not well made, I would say.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) Hmmm...bricks fill an opening in the wall here.
(PLAYING THE TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Ye are quick for sure! Me bronze breastplate will guard ye 'gainst the hardest of blows. For ye, sir, only 350 gold coins...plus the trade-in of yer used breastplate.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) 'Twill be 350 gold coins plus the trade-in of yer used breastplate.
(TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Ye are quick fer sure! Me bronze breastplate will guard ye 'gainst the hardest of blows. For ye, sir...only 400 gold coins.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) 'Twill be 400 gold coins for me bronze breastplate.
(PLAYING THE TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Excellent choice! Be assured yon chain mail suit will guard ye during the fiercest of battles. I can offer it to ye at only 150 gold coins and the trade-in of yer used protective gear. What say ye?
(KINDLY REQUESTING) That will be 150 gold coins and the trade-in of yer used protective gear, outlander.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) That will be 175 gold coins, traveler.
(PLAYING THE TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Excellent choice! Be assured yon chain mail suit will guard ye during the fiercest of battles. I can offer it to ye at only 175 gold coins. What say ye?
([#]IN WONDER AND AWE) The Chamber of Enlightenment? A home of ancient souls...?
([#]SHOWING INTEREST) A cluster of crystal shards...hmmm.
(MATTER-OF-FACTLY) I already carry a crystal shard.
([#]WORRIED AND URGENT) 'Tis too dark; I cannot see!
([#]FEARFUL AND UPSET) I cannot see my opponent!
([#]FEARFUL AND UPSET) 'Tis not working! My arrows just bounce off!
([#]AMAZED) Gadzooks! It lighted!
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) It appears to be a jeweled device. Hmm...looks like something is missing....
(DISMISSIVE) Do not bother me with that, outlander. I am too busy.
(DISMISSIVE) I got no need for that, human.
(DISMISSIVE) That ain't nothin' I need, traveler.
(CALLING) Hello, there!
(CALLING BACK) Over here, outlander!
(CALLING) Good gnome, hello!
(CALLING BACK) Come closer, human!
(CALLING OUT) Hail, good gnome!
(CALLING BACK) Over here, human!
(CURIOUS, QUESTIONING) Good sir, why do you toil so hard?
(SLIGHTLY OUT OF BREATH FROM EXERTION) There was an earthquake and the exit from our realm was blocked. I dig to find a way out.
(SINCERELY) I hope you success, sir.
(CURIOUS, QUESTIONING) Pardon me, are you searching for something?
(OUT OF BREATH FROM EXERTION) I am digging an exit from our land.
(SURPRISED) An exit?
(STILL OUT OF BREATH SLIGHTLY) Aye, a terrible quake caused a cave-in. Now we have no way out.
(SINCERE) I wish you good luck, good sir.
(CURIOUS, QUESTIONING) What do you dig for, good sir?
(SLIGHTLY OUT OF BREATH FROM EXERTION) A way out, outlander. After a great tremblor shook our world, we are now imprisoned here.
(SINCERE) I wish you much success, sir.
(SOUNDING ALMOST LIKE A SLICK SNAKEOIL SALESMAN) Healing crystals...aye! Very invigorating for those with deteriorating conditions. Heed me price of 20 gold coins each.  Ah, what a bargain!
(KINDLY REQUESTING) Aye, traveler. 'Twould be 20 gold coins apiece, then.
(PLAYING THE TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Ye are truly quick! Me heavy compound crossbow is the finest crafted. 'Tis so quick and sure yer enemies will not know what struck 'em! On sale -- today only!... just 300 gold coins and the trade-in of yer old weapon. What say ye?
(KINDLY REQUESTING) I need 300 gold coins and the trade-in of yer old weapon, traveler.
(SOUNDING A BIT LIKE A SNAKEOIL SALESMAN) Excellent selection, friend. This potion will render ye invisible to all but the keenest of eyes. For ye, a mere 100 gold coins.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) That would be 100 gold coins, traveler.
(SOUNDING A BIT LIKE THE SNAKEOIL SALESMAN) Aye, the Potion of Shield. A fine choice, that. 'Twill shield ye whilst under attack. Behold me very low price of 75 gold coins.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) I need 75 gold coins fer it, sir.
([#]FRUSTRATED) 'Tis locked.
(SOUNDING ALMOST LIKE A SLICK "SNAKEOIL SALESMAN") Aye...curative mushrooms. Guaranteed to restore vigor to those in need. Heed me price of only 3 gold coins each.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) Those would be 3 gold coins apiece, then.
(ECSTATIC) Lo, the Enlightened One has appeared at last! My faith hath been restored!
([5]SHOWING NO HOPE OR INTEREST) I care not for that, young fellow.
([6]KIND OF EXCITED) Hark, old one! I have discovered this crystal shard. Might it be related to the Light of Life?
([1]STILL MOROSE) That would be of no use to thee. Only those with hope can utilize those crystals.
(SLIGHT PAUSE -- NOW A SLIGHT TONE OF OPTIMISM TO HIS VOICE) Still...I feel faint stirrings within me.
([4]OPTIMISTIC) A good sign. I shall keep searching, sir.
([4]POLITE) Pardon me, aged one, I have a question. Do you believe that the Light of Life could be gained within the darkness of these tunnels?
([3]MOROSE -- BUT TRYING TO BE POLITE) I cannot answer that, young fellow. Only the Enlightened One would have such knowledge.
([3]DISAPPOINTED, BUT STILL GRACIOUS) Indeed...thank you.
(GLUMLY) Thou hast returned, lad. Let me continue...
([2]RESPECTFUL, BUT VERY CURIOUS) Well met, aged one. Pray tell, why do you crouch in the darkness so?
([3]MOROSE, HOPELESS) Woe betide us, young fellow, all is lost; hope...dreams...aspirations. Naught is left but a dim spark of faith.
([5])I am this spark; personified in the aspect of the once-proud people who long ago inhabited these tunnels. But, as thou canst see, even I am dwindling away.
([4]OPTIMISTIC) But...old one, faith is not gone. It can be found once again.
([1]NOW SLIGHTLY ANGRY -- BUT STILL MOROSE) Foolish lad, faith is not something to be "found." It needs to be ignited and then imbedded deep within the very soul of all people. Only the Enlightened One can accomplish such a deed.
([6]CURIOUS, QUESTIONING) The Enlightened One? Whom might that be?
([3]STILL MOROSE -- BUT NOW WITH A SLIGHT TINGE OF "HOPE" IN HIS VOICE) The Incorruptible One who would gain the Light of Life. 'Twould restore faith, hope, and new beginnings to humanity.
([3]NOW VERY CURIOUS) The Light of Life? Pray, where would one begin to look?
([3]STILL MOROSE -- BUT TRYING TO BE POLITE) It is everywhere...and nowhere. The Enlightened One would know the answer.
([2]POLITE AND OPTIMISTIC) 'Tis a fair answer, aged one. Tend carefully your faith; from a small spark can still a blaze grow.
([3]STILL MOROSE -- BUT NOW SOMEWHAT GRATEFUL) I have not yet given up. Thank thee, lad.
(MOROSELY) Walk away then. What care I...
([5]SHOWING JUST A BIT OF OPTIMISM) That golden object! A feeling of hope flows from it. Protect it well, lad.
([5]RECOILING WITH REVULSION) That crystal! Take it away! It signals the end of all hope.
([#]CURIOUS AND PUZZLED) What is this odd contrivance? And what purpose would that lodestone and hovering crystal serve?
(BEGINS SARCASTICALLY SYMPATHETIC, BUT TURNS EVER MORE EVIL AND SNARLY) I hear thy thoughts, Uriel. Thou thinkest thy Champion Eternal will come and save thee from my thrall. Hah! He shall not EVER make it past my Children of Darkness. And thy precious Mask; it shall not help thee. Its power is now MINE...forever!
(PLAYING THE TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Aye, me FINEST breastplate; crafted of the highest-quality plate mail! Naught can pierce it but the most severe of strikes. I can sell it to ye at 250 gold coins and the trade-in of yer used breastplate. A good buy, I assure ye.
(KINDLY REQUEST) I require 250 gold coins and the trade-in of yer used breastplate for it, traveler.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) I require 300 gold coins for it, traveler.
(PLAYING THE TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Aye, me FINEST breastplate; crafted of the highest-quality plate mail! Naught can pierce it but the most severe of strikes. I can sell it to ye at 300 gold coins. A good buy, I assure ye.
([#]TRIUMPHANT) Aha! It worked!
([#]WITH EFFORT AND EXERTION TO HIS VOICE) There...you...go! Connor, thou art the savior, the Champion Eternal. I, the prophet, Hector, speak to thee from the distant eons of time. As thou hearest my words, my race will have long since turned to dust, but a message, from the Mask of Eternity itself, I leave to thee. Thou art here because the cataclysm hath come to pass, as the Mask itself hath foretold. Thou art on a quest for the return of the Mask to its sacred shrine in the Realm of the Sun. The Mask of Eternity always was, and hath always been. All power is contained within the Mask; it is the connection to Truth, Light, and Order. As the Mask hath prophesied, its destruction came at the hand of one of its own archons. Absolute power is a compelling corrupter, that which was coveted by one whom the Mask trusted completely, one upon whom the Mask depended for its very existence. Now that betrayer watches and waits...waits for thee, Connor, the Champion Eternal.
(PAUSE) Take thou this crystal. It will prove vital for completing thy quest.
(GLAD TO SEE HIM) Ah, I see ye have returned. Now, where was I...?
([3]SURPRISED TO SEE YOU) How now! What is a mortal such as yerself doing here in the land of the gnomes?
([2]BOLDLY YET EARNESTLY) I have wandered far in search of the Mask of Eternity. But I fear my efforts have come to naught; I know not where to go.
([1]A BIT STYMIED) Ah, the Mask...I have heard of it. But, I can assure ye as the gnomic terramancer; 'tis not here in this realm.
([4]SHOWING HIS FRUSTRATION) Then, pray tell, can you show me the way out? I've come through the whirlpool from the swamp, but have seen no other exits. I have a magic map, but 'twill only take me where I've already journeyed.
([1]PONDERING AND SYMPATHETIC) 'Tis not a simple matter; a huge tremblor recently hit our land and cut off all exits. Let me ponder...hmmm. Ye know the whirlpool...ye've a magical map.
(SLIGHT PAUSE) No, I know of no other exit; 'twould have to be invented.
([3]SUDDENLY THINKING OF SOMETHING)  Aha! I've got it! Me terracosmic electromagnetic defibrillator! With it, I can shift the earth's magnetic pole just a tad...and for only a nanosecond. But 'twill be enough! 'Twill fool yer map into providing a new journeying point. The only difficulty is...
([6]PRESSING, ALMOST PANICKY) What, good sir...what difficulty?
([5]NOW ACTING LIKE IT'S ALMOST HOPELESS...BUT HE'D LIKE TO HELP...IF HE COULD) Me terracosmic apparatus...it requires a lodestone. Me old one has lost its magnetic power. If ye can find me a new one, I can help ye leave this realm.
([4]WITH CONFIDENCE) Consider it done. Thank you, good sage.
(SLIGHTLY ANNOYED) Wait, mortal! I must explain...!
([5]DISMISSIVE) That does not interest me, journeyer.
([3]INTERESTED) Ah, a black diamond! Ye must be a dragon slayer sure, as ye carry a dragon's black heart.
([5]PROPHETIC-SOUNDING) That crystal has no brilliance, journeyer. A dark cloud has obscured its light.
([3]OPTIMISTIC) A brilliant virtue permeates this crystal, journeyer.
([4]QUESTIONING) Pardon me, good sage, but could you please recount the item which I must gain for you?
([1]MATTER OF FACTLY, APPROVINGLY) Bring me a lodestone of magnetic power, journeyer.
(GRATEFUL) Thank you, I shall. ([4]QUESTIONING) Is there, wise sage, any more you can tell me?
([5]POLITE, BUT SOMEWHAT DISMISSIVE) Nay, journeyer, there is not. Behold your magic map. It should reveal a new location for ye to transport.
([4]QUESTIONING) Is there, wise sage, any more you can tell me?
([1]POLITE BUT SOMEWHAT DISMISSIVE) Nay, journeyer, there is not. Go. Seek ye the Mask of Eternity.
(ABRUPT BUT POLITE) No weapons in here, journeyer!
([5]DISMISSIVE) Gold does not interest me, mortal.
(PROUDLY) I have gained a lodestone, wise sage.
(ENTHUSIASTIC, ALMOST EXCITED) 'Tis unbelievable! I did not really imagine another was to be found! Let us hope it will work...
(VERY ENTHUSIASTIC) Aha, success! Behold your magic map, mortal. It should reveal a new location for ye to transport.
(VERY PLEASED AND GRATEFUL) I shall, good sage. I am more than grateful.
(AWED, BUT ALMOST FRIGHTENED-LIKE) I feel a wondrous power within that golden fragment, journeyer! 'Tis an object most awesome.
([5]FOREBODING) A vile wickedness resides within that crystal, mortal.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) 'Tis a strange machinery.
(PLAYING THE TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) 'Tis a fine weapon, outlander! This small compound crossbow can pierce a heart from a great distance! A bargain at only 200 gold coins...and the trade-in of yer old weapon.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) 'Twould be 200 gold coins, sir...plus the trade-in of yer old weapon.
(SOUNDING A BIT LIKE A SLICK SNAKEOIL SALESMAN) Ah, me Potion of Strength. With it, ye'll be stronger in all ways. Can be costly, but...I like yer eyes; for ye...only 50 gold coins.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) That'll cost ye 50 gold coins.
(SOUNDING A BIT LIKE A SLICK SNAKEOIL SALESMAN) Forsooth, the Essence of Sun Tzu is MOST potent, traveler! 'Twould permanently render ye even more powerful! For ye, a mere price of 250 gold coins.
(SURPRISED, NOT SURE HE WANTS TO SELL THIS PARTICULAR THING TO CONNOR) Ah...the Essence of Sun Tzu. 'Tis a very potent power-enhancer, stranger. Verily, I was thinking of removing it from sale altogether.
(HIS INTEREST DEFINITELY PIQUED) Essence of Sun Tzu? I would certainly be interested in purchasing such!
(THINKING ABOUT IT -- NOT SURE) Well...I suppose 'twould be aright. But afore I sell ye such, I beg a task of ye.
(EAGERLY) Pray, tradeswoman, what would you have me do?
(COMMANDING, AUTHORITATIVE) I require stock of three items. Bring me a piece of tree root, an object of iron, and a fragment of amberglow. If ye do this, I shall then see fit to sell ye me Essence of Sun Tzu.
(CONFIDENTLY) Consider it done, good merchant.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) I require 250 gold coins fer it, traveler.
(QUESTIONING) Pray, good merchant, tell me again about this.
(EXPLAINING) 'Tis the Essence of Sun Tzu.  A powerful strength enhancer it is.  But afore I sell it to ye, I have need of three items: an object of iron, some tree root, and a bit of amberglow.
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) I already possess some tree root.
([#]SHOWING INTEREST) There must be a large tree above; here is its root.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) This wall; it looks different than the others...
([#]SURPRISED EXCLAMATION) Gadzooks, it moves!
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) It appears to be some sort of bridge.
(PLAYING THE TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Aye, the war hammer...me VERY BEST weapon. 'Twill crush anything, sure...even stones! For ye, sir, just 400 gold coins and the trade-in of yer old weapon.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) 'Twould be 400 gold coins and the trade-in of yer old weapon fer this FINE war hammer.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) 'Twould be 430 gold coins fer this FINE war hammer, outlander.
(PLAYING THE TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Aye, the war hammer...me VERY BEST weapon. 'Twill crush anything, sure...even stones! For ye, sir, just 430 gold coins.
(POLITE BUT FIRM) Sorry, outlander. I wouldn't feel right takin' yer excellent pike from ye in trade. Come back later.
(POLITE, GLAD TO SEE HIM) Ah, I see yer back. I had been saying...
(GREETING HEARTILY) Hail, outlander! What can I do for ye?
(HOPEFUL) Do you have any new weapons for sale, tradesman?
(APOLOGETIC) Sorry, friend. Ye've already purchased the last of me stock.
(SOLICITOUSLY, FRIENDLY) Hail, outlander. May I aid ye in the purchase of arms?
(POSSIBLY INTERESTED -- BUT WARY OF A POTENTIALLY SLICK SALESMAN) You might, good tradesman. What have you?
(NOW A BIT MORE EAGERLY...THINKING HE MIGHT HAVE A SALE) Behold me wares.
(PAUSE) Here now, ye may inspect 'em. Just leave yer old weapon whilst doing so.
(SLIGHTLY MIFFED) Hold now, methinks ye have not the funds!
(SAYING GOODBYE) Come back later, outlander.
(DISMISSIVE) I have interest in naught but gold or weapons.
(QUESTIONING) Tell me, good tradesman, what weapons have you?
(IN SALESMAN MODE - THINKING HE MAY HAVE A SALE) An assortment, outlander. Behold me wares.
(PAUSE) Ye may inspect 'em if ye wish. Just leave yer old weapon whilst doing so.
(QUESTIONING) Good tradesman, might you have other weapons for sale?
(APOLOGETIC) Sorry, me friend.  I am completely sold out.
(ABRUPT BUT POLITE) Pray, put away yer weapon, outlander.
(BOLDLY -- HAS MADE A DECISION) Aye, I shall purchase this most excellent weapon. Here is my payment.
(APPROVINGLY) Thank ye, good man. A fine choice.
(SORRY -- BUT NO THANKS) 'Tis a fine weapon sure, but I am not now interested in a purchase.
(MILDLY DISAPPOINTED) Tut, a pity. Here is yer old weapon back.
(DISMISSIVE) A shoddy piece of work, that shield.
([#]AKNOWLEDGING) That leads back to the swamp.
(WORSHIPFUL) Thou art truly the begetter and manifestor of the Light! The Light!...which carries the soul through the darkness and into the light of a new dawn. Hope and Faith will serve humanity once more.
(STILL WORSHIPFUL) Thou hast earned the right to enter the Chamber of Enlightenment. Behold...!
(STILL WORSHIPFUL) My role hath been fulfilled. I return now to my place in the spirit-world of ancient souls. Fare thee well, Champion of Light!

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([#]ALMOST IN HORROR) Alas! In what scorching land have I found myself?
([5]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; GREETING) I see ye have returned. I had been saying...
([3]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; EXCITED AND HAPPY) Behold! Ye are indeed the true Upholder of Law and Order! The Stone itself has deemed such. We hill men are in yer debt. I shall alert the others of the happy news!
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; SLIGHTLY ANNOYED) Come back when ye wish to speak further...
([5]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING) I have no interest in that.
(CALLING OUT) Ho, there!
(CALLING BACK) Come over here!
([2]QUESTIONING) Pray tell, sir, what place is this?
([3]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING) 'Tis the Sanctuary of the Stone of Order, human.
([3]QUESTIONING -- KIND OF PUZZLED) Sanctuary of the Stone of Order? But, sir, where is the Stone? I do not perceive it.
([5]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; DESPAIRING) Woefully, the Stone itself has disappeared...during a storm so vile we hill men fled in terror.
([6]STILL CURIOUS AND QUESTIONING) The Stone has disappeared? Tell me, sir...do you have knowledge of its whereabouts?
([1]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; GREAT SADNESS TO HIS VOICE) Nay, human, I have not. And, sadly, our realm is now fraught with great chaos and turmoil.
([5])Now, according to the ancient prophecies, only the rightful Upholder of Law and Order can seek the Stone and bring it back here to its hallowed sanctuary.
([2]PONDERING THIS NEW INFORMATION) Sir...perhaps, I might try to seek it.
([2]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; VERY LITTLE HOPE TO HIS VOICE NOW) Ye may try, human...but 'twould be useless. The Stone 'twould only reveal itself to the TRUE Upholder.
([2]QUESTIONING) Do you have any thoughts as to where the Stone of Order might be found, sir?
([5]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; RATHER SAD) Nay, human. I know not where the Stone is...and I CANNOT know. Only the Upholder can seek it.
([2]CONFIDENT) Aye...I understand. Thank you.
([3]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; EXULTING) Ye are truly the Chosen One, the true Upholder of Law and Order. I pay tribute to ye, Champion.
([3]HUMBLE BUT ALSO VERY CONFIDANT) Thank you for your faith, sir. My quest is to restore the world to proper order, and I shall not stop until the deed is done!
(BRUTISH-SOUNDING; SHARPLY) No need for weapons here, human.
(BRUTISH-SOUNDING; SAID POLITELY) Pray, Chosen One, there is no need for weapons here.
([5]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING) I care naught for gold. Only Law and Order is of importance.
([6]PROUD, BUT YET, SLIGHTLY CONFUSED) I have found the Stone of Order! Shall I entrust it to you, sir?
([3]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; WITH GREAT HOPE) Nay, human. Only YE may place it upon the altar. When such a deed is done, then Law and Order may truly return!
([3]GRATEFUL FOR THE INFO) Aye, sir. 'Twill be done.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF -- BUT WITH SOME PRIDE IN HIS VOICE) Perhaps the world will begin to heal with the Stone of Order in its rightful place.
(SOLEMNLY, ALMOST WORSHIPFUL) Hail, Connor of Daventry.
(SURPRISED) What! A spirit?
(SLIGHT PAUSE - NOW A BIT CAUTIOUS AND SUSPICIOUS) Who are you? (SOLEMNLY, ALMOST WORSHIPFULLY) It is not of consequence who I am. It is of import who thou art, o Champion Eternal.
(WONDERING, QUESTIONING) I have been addressed as such before. Tell me, spirit, who is...Champion Eternal?
(STILL VERY SOLEMN, WORSHIPFUL) The Mask of Eternity will reveal such knowledge to thee...in time. But, I must warn thee, the Evil One awaits, he who was once our most revered leader. He desires thee dead...
(CONCERNED) Who? What is his name?
(NOW VERY SOLEMN...ALMOST SAD) Thou wilt learn his name. I am loath to speak it. He is evil incarnate; he destroyed the Mask...he who was once its protector. And he hath imprisoned us, his acolytes.
(SLIGHT PAUSE) He will find thee, Connor; he will send his vile minions. Seek the pieces of the Mask. Only with the Mask canst thou triumph...
(ANXIOUSLY -- ALMOST FEARFULLY) Wait! Come back!
(VERY SERIOUS AND SOLEMN) Seek the Mask piece, Connor of Daventry. The fire dwarves of the tunnels have keep of it.
(ALMOST IN ANGUISH NOW) What! The tunnels...?!
(WITH SATISFACTION) I tell ye what; it makes a man proud to see such a feast roastin' on that spit.
(IN TOTAL AGREEMENT - HUNGRY) Aye, man. Roast that ant up there, man; lickity-lickin' them fingers. That's some GOOD eatin', man!
(SUDDENLY ALARMED) Hey, yer burnin' the meat! What's the matter with ye? Whad'ya think yer doin'?!
(PREOCCUPIED - DREAMY-LIKE) I'm watchin' them stars. Seein' if any of them change colors; like a UFO.
(A LITTLE IRRITABLE WITH HIS DREAMY FRIEND) Well, if ye don't watch it, that meat'll be the only UFO here; Unidentified Food Object.
(THINKS HIS FRIENDS ARE "TOO" FUNNY) Heh, heh, heh...aye, man, burnin' that ant; all up'n crispy crackly crunchin' critter. Mmmmm, mmmm, mmmmm. That's funny, man.
(INSULTED - AND A LITTLE HURT) Allright, you two...laugh it up good. But, someday when the aliens land...don't say I didn't warn ye!
(SEMI-URGENT) Hey, man, watch them antennas!...they're gonna fall into the fire. They're the best part.
(SLIGHTLY IRRITATED) I'm watchin' 'em, I'm watchin' 'em! Sheesh!
(HUNGRY) Is it done yet? My stomach's growlin' already.
(DISMISSIVE) That don't interest us, stranger.
(POLITE) Excuse me, gentlemen, but, may I ask; what have you there?
(DISMISSIVE) Sorry, stranger, there's only enough fer the three of us. Ye'll have to get yer own ant.
(SLIGHTLY DISGUSTED AT THE THOUGHT) I see...well, I'm not that hungry right now, anyway.
(CALLING OUT) Hey, there, sirs!
(CALLING BACK) Yer too far away, stranger!
(SURPRISED AND THRILLED) Good man! Thank ye, journeyer.
([#]EXCITED) Ho! A piece of the Mask!
([#]BRAVE AND DETERMINED) This must be the basilisk of which I was warned. Now...how can it be slain?
([#]IN AN AWE OF HORROR) Zounds! Ne'er have I seen such a beast!
(A TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Ye are a clever one sure! A finer battle axe is not to be found. Indeed, yer foes will tremble at the mere sight of it! For ye, a good price...only 500 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon.
(A TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Ye are a clever one sure! A finer battle axe is not to be found. Indeed, yer foes will tremble at the mere sight of it! For ye, a good price...only 550 gold coins.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) That'll cost ye 550 gold coins, traveler.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) That'll cost ye 500 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon, traveler.
(A TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Forsooth, my BEST ranged weapon. This heavy compound crossbow can shoot farther and strike harder than most others. Even so, since I am impoverished, I will sell it to ye for a mere 400 gold coins...plus the trade of yer used weapon.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) I can sell it to ye for 400 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon. What say ye, journeyer?
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) What a strange object...
([#]DISGUSTED) 'Tis a most foul beast!
([#]PROUD -- BUT YET STILL FEELING SOMETHING IS UNDONE) Aye, the feared basilisk is dead, but...is there more to be done?
([#]WITHOUT COMPASSION -- ALMOST MATTER-OF-FACTLY) He must have fallen from above...
([#]IMPRESSED) He must have been a warrior of great courage.
([#]PONDERING, SLIGHTLY PUZZLED) These pipes; they seem to be steam vents.
([#]CONFIDENTLY, AS IF HE'S GOING TO GO AND FIND IT) The missing Stone of Order belongs here.
([#]PONDERING, A BIT PUZZLED) An empty altar...  What could be missing?
([#]WITH PRIDE) I proudly return the Stone of Order to its rightful place.
([#]PONDERING -- TRYING TO DECIDE) I wonder if this stone belongs here?
(LONG PAUSE) Aha, it does!
([#]VERY UNCOMFORTABLE) Whew! 'Tis sweltering in here!
(HARSH, BRUTISH) A sacrifice, fool...and da sacrifice is you!
(HARSH, BRUTISH) Dung-heaped swine, come forward and fight!
(HARSH, BRUTISH) Ya fight with da strength of a worm, pantywaist!
(HARSH, BRUTISH) Hey, rat! Yer in our trap!
(HARSH, BRUTISH) Intruder! Ye'll burn o'er a pit o' flames!
(HARSH, BRUTISH) Here, worm! Prepare fer death!
(BRUTISH, HARSH) Ye are a fool and will soon be a dead 'un!
(HARSH, BRUTISH) Ye ain't leavin' here alive, rat!
(BRUTISH, HARSH) Welcome to hell, foolish human!
(HARSH, BRUTISH) Hey, where are ya?!
(HARSH, BRUTISH) What's goin' on here!
(HARSH, BRUTISH) Show yerself, gutless cur!
([5]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; GREETING) Ye've come back. As I was saying...
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; SLIGHTLY ANNOYED) When ye wish to speak again...come back.
([5]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING) I care naught for that. Only for Law and Order.
([6]GRATEFUL, COURTEOUS) I am grateful for your help, sir. I shall not pester you further.
([1]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; VERY RESPECTFUL) One such as yerself cannot ask for too much, Righteous One.
([1]COURTEOUSLY) You have a fine forge, sir.
([1]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; IN A WARNING TONE) Ye ain't allowed here, foreigner. Go home.
([2]QUESTIONING) Sir, I have need of a metal shaft for a pike. I was informed you might be of help in this regard.
([3]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; GIVING THE BRUSH-OFF) I don't do business with outlanders. Go away!
([6]COURTEOUSLY) I am impressed with your fine forge, sir.
([3]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; VERY RESPECTFUL) I am honored, Righteous One. If there is aught I can do fer ye, pray ask. No one forges finer metal alloys than meself!
([4]PLEASED) I am sure. Thank you, sir.
([4]QUESTIONING) Sir, I have need of a metal shaft for a pike. Can you fashion such for me?
([3]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; VERY RESPECTFUL) Assuredly, Champion. I will make ye a metal shaft forged of a magical alloy which can withstand even the fiercest of blows.
([6]GRATEFUL -- AFTER HAVING RECEIVED THE METAL SHAFT) Thank you, sir. Indeed, this metal shaft appears robust sure.
(BRUTISH-SOUNDING; WARNING) I will not harm ye, foreigner. Put away yer weapon.
(BRUTISH-SOUNDING; RESPECTFUL) I would never harm ye, Righteous One. No need fer weapons here.
([5]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; WITH CONVICTION) I care nothing for gold. Only for Law and Order.
([5]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; RESPECTFUL) I have forged ye this metal shaft, Anointed One. Is there more I can do fer ye?
([4]POLITELY ANSWERING) No, sir, I have all I need. Thank you.
([5]DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; EXULTING) Tributes be, ye have found the Stone! Redeemer, take it to the Sanctuary of the Stone of Order.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; UNINTERESTED) I care naught for that.
(CALLING OUT) Hail, good sir!
(CALLING BACK) Over here! Come closer!
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; IRRITABLE) Who're ye, foreigner? Ye don't belong here.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; IRRITABLE) This ain't a place fer yer kind, human.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; IRRITABLE) Outlander, go back whence ye came.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; IRRITABLE) Ye've no business here, outlander.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; IRRITABLE) Go home, human. Back to yer own kind.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; IRRITABLE) No humans here, foreigner. Take yer leave.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; IRRITABLE) Humans are nothin' but trouble. Go back to yer own world.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; TRIBUTORY) I pay homage to ye, Victorious One.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; TRIBUTORY) Ye are truly exalted, Champion of Righteousness.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; TRIBUTORY) Ye have surely proven to be the Righteous One.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; TRIBUTORY) Truly, ye are divinely inspired, Champion.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; TRIBUTORY) Champion of Righteousness, I pay tribute to ye.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; TRIBUTORY) I am blessed to be in yer shadow, Exalted One.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; TRIBUTORY) I revel in yer bright light, Incorruptible One.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; UNINTERESTED) I care naught for gold. Only Law and Order.
(DEEP, BRUTISH-SOUNDING; ELATED) Praise be, Champion, ye have found the Stone! Take it to the Sanctuary of the Stone of Order!
(GROWLING, MEAN) The Mask belongs to Lucreto, underling! Give it to me!
(VERY BOLD AND AGRESSIVE) To the contest then!
([#]CURIOUS, SLIGHTLY APPREHENSIVE) What could lie beyond this door?
([#]SLIGHTLY APPREHENSIVE) I'll venture the tunnels of the fire dwarves lie beyond this door.
([#]FRUSTRATED) The door is locked.
([#]SURPRISED) What?! Undulating rocks!
(SLIGHT PAUSE -- NOW MORE PUZZLED) How can I cross them?
([#]EXCLAMATION OF SURPRISED) Zounds! What's this?!
([#]SURPRISED AND CONFUSED) What enchantment is this?!
([#]SURPRISED AND FRUSTRATED) There MUST be a pattern...!
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) 'Tis some type of locking mechanism.
(A TYPICAL SALESMAN -- FALSELY FLATTERING) Oh, 'tis a fine weapon, traveler! This long bow will split a head at a hundred paces sure. For ye, I can let it go for a mere 300 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon.
(KINDLY REQUESTING) I can let ye have it for 300 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon.
([#]SHOWING EXTREME EXERTION -- SINCE HE IS "PULLING" ON THIS IMBEDDED PIKE) It...won't...budge!
([#]BACKING OFF...WITH RESIGNATION) Well...I suppose 'tis no use to me now.
(INTERESTED) Tradesman, I DO have interest in purchasing that pike.
(PLEASED) I had wondered when ye wouldst wise up, traveler. I only require 10 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon to cover my costs. Do we have a deal?
([#]VERY SURPRISED) Lo! It extends!
([#]VERY FRUSTRATED) Alas!
(PAUSE -- NOW MORE PENSIVE) Perhaps I should take heed of the correct order...
([#]CAUTIONARY AND APPREHENSIVE) 'Tis sturdy...I hope.
([#]PONDERING, SLIGHTLY PUZZLED) Hmmm...these symbols...
([#]PUZZLED AND SLIGHTLY APPREHENSIVE) Where am I?
(SLIGHT PAUSE) Well...perhaps I have not ascended all of the way up.
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) I can ascend to the Frozen Reaches from here.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF -- WITH A SLIGHT TONE OF AWE TO HIS VOICE) That elevating device seems to be steam-powered.
([#]EXCITED) Lo, 'tis the Stone of Order!
([#]PUZZLED) What is this? A memorial stone?
([#]WITH REVERENCE) Forsooth, 'tis the sacred Stone of Order.
([#]WITH REVERENCE) Verily, this stone must have great import.
([#]TRIUMPHANT) 'Tis a fine suit of armor sure.
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF -- YET PUZZLED) What ARE these peculiar objects?
(SLIGHT PAUSE) I cannot reach them!
([#]SURPRISED) Gadzooks! What was that?!
([#]AWESTRUCK) Egad!
([#]PUZZLED, MUSING TO HIMSELF) These symbols...
(SLIGHT PAUSE) Is there a pattern here...?
(GRATEFUL, ALMOST ADORING) Thank you, my rescuer. Those brutes have treated me most wretchedly!
(VERY POLITE) How came you here, m'lady?
(EXPLAINING -- BUT NOW MORE HURRIEDLY) I came seeking my lost crystal scepter. It fell down the shaft, but...ne'er did I find it!
(QUESTIONING, A BIT CONFUSED NOW) Crystal scepter? What...?
(INTERRUPTING CONNOR -- SHE'S NOW IN A HURRY) No! No time for explanations!
(SLIGHT PAUSE) Hurry...I shall unlock this door for you! Oh! I must flee! Fare thee well, kind stranger.
(PLEADING) Help me, rescuer. Give me my freedom...
(GALLANT AND POLITE) Take calm, m'lady. I shall help you.
(PLEADING) Free me, my savior. I prithee....
(PLEADING) I prithee...let me out....
(PLEADING) You must free me...my rescuer...
(PLEADING) Pull the lever, I prithee.  Free me...
(PLEADING) Set me free, sir...I prithee...
(PLEADING) I prithee...
(PLEADING) What care I for that? Pray, set me free, kind sir!
(CURIOUS YET POLITE) How came you here, fair lady?
(PLEADING) Set me free, kind stranger, and I will explain. I prithee, pull the lever...over there.
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) 'Tis locked.
([#]SLIGHTLY DISAPPOINTED) No entrance here.
([#]PERPLEXED, MUSING TO HIMSELf) This symbol...what could it mean?
(FRIENDLY) Hail, journeyer.
(SLIGHTLY MIFFED) So, ye have returned. As I was saying...
(FRIENDLY) Hail, journeyer. Whence came ye?
(ANSWERING) I have traveled far, good sir, most recently from the underground Realm of the Gnomes.
(SURPRISED, PONDERING) The Realm of the Gnomes...? Pray tell, where is that?
(AGREEING; A BIT CONFUSED HIMSELF) O'er yon mountains, I believe, although my directions are assuredly confounded.
(PAUSE - BRIGHTER, WANTING TO GET ON WITH IT) Regardless...tell me, tradesman, what have you to sell?
(NOW A BIT DEJECTED) Not much, I fear; my suppliers dare not enter these parts since the blasted basilisk hath arrived.  All I have left are a few weapons, as ye can see.
(SLIGHT PAUSE) Wouldst ye be needing such?
(PONDERING) Perhaps. But, sir, what is this "basilisk" you afore mentioned?
(SHOWING FEAR WHEN EVEN THINKING OF THE BASILISK) Oh, what a foul reptile! 'Tis just across the bridge yonder. 'Twould take nothing short of a champion to slay it.
(SHOWING INTEREST IN THIS PROPOSITION) Well, sir, I might have interest in such a deed...
(PERKING UP A BIT, SHOWING HOPE) Ye? Do ye think so? Verily, I can help! If ye can supply me a black diamond and a strong metal shaft, I can craft ye a pike which can slay the basilisk. It is said only a black diamond can pierce its thick hide; but, even so, ye must still locate its only vulnerable spot.
(PONDERING THIS INTERESTING INFORMATION) Well, I shall ponder upon this matter...
(GRATEFUL) Thank you, sir.
(INDIGNANT) Hark, journeyer! Ye've not the gold to pay for it!
(SLIGHTLY ANNOYED) Well...never mind then. Off with ye!
(EXCITEDLY) Ho, journeyer! I have crafted ye a pike fitted with the hardest point of all...a magical black diamond! If ye find the basilisk's vulnerable spot, ye can pierce its impervious hide with it.
(FRIENDLY BUT DISMISSIVE) Sorry, but I deal only in weapons and gold, traveler.
(ENTHUSIASTIC) 'Tis wondrous, journeyer; ye have slayed the basilisk! Ne'er shall it terrorize us again.
(QUESTIONING) Pardon me, good tradesman, but is this what you are seeking? 'Tis a black diamond, sure.
(EXCITED) Aye, 'tis, indeed! 'Twill work wonders! Quickly will I craft ye a pike with a black diamond tip. All I seek in return is 10 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon to cover my costs. Do we have a deal?
(ENERGIZED) I have found a black diamond sure, tradesman. Will this work?
(VERY PLEASED) Indeed it will! Now all I require is a strong metal shaft.
(GRATEFUL) Aye, good tradesman.
(QUESTIONING) What weapons have you to sell, tradesman?
(ANSWERING) Not much; just what ye see here. Pick what ye like.
(QUESTIONING) Tell me, good tradesman, what weapons have you for sale?
(ANSWERING - SOMEWHAT GLUMLY) I'm afraid ye have bought the last of me supplies.
(QUESTIONING) Pray tell, tradesman, do you have any knowledge of the exit from this sweltering land
? (THINKING A MOMENT BEFORE ANSWERING) Aye, there is a passage to ascend to a realm of ice and snow, but the way lies within the tunnels of the fire dwarves. 'Tis dangerous to enter there...
(GRATEFUL FOR THE INFO...AND THE WARNING) Thank you, good sir...I shall be wary.
(QUESTIONING) Good tradesman, do you have any knowledge of the basilisk's vulnerable spot?
(PONDERS ON THIS FOR A MOMENT - THEN REMEMBERS) Aye, traveler. I have heard of a soft spot right behind the basilisk's head. (PLEASED WITH THIS INFORMATION) Ah...I see. Thank you.
(ACCOMODATING) Aye, journeyer. Ye have already supplied me with a black diamond, but I yet require a strong metal shaft in order to craft a pike which can pierce the basilisk's thick hide.
(GRATEFUL) Thank you, sir. I shall do so.
(QUESTIONING) Beg your pardon, good sir, but could you again tell me which items are required in order to slay the basilisk?
(VERY ACCOMODATING) Assuredly. If ye can give me a black diamond, I can craft ye a pike by combining it with the metal shaft ye have already supplied.
(GRATEFUL) Thank you, good sir.
(SHOUTING FROM A DISTANCE) Hark, tradesman, what have you?
(SHOUTING BACK) I cannot hear ye from over there, traveler!
(ACCOMODATING) In order to craft ye a pike such can slay the feared basilisk, I require a black diamond and a strong metal shaft. Only the point of a black diamond can penetrate its impervious hide.
(GRATEFUL) I shall try to do so. Thank you, good sir. I only require 10 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon to cover my costs. Do we have a deal?
(ABRUPT BUT POLITE) Ye do not need to draw yer weapon with me, traveler.
(BOLDLY -- HAS MADE A DECISION) Aye, I shall purchase this fine weapon. Here is my payment, tradesman.
(APPROVING) Thank ye, journeyer. Good luck with ye.
(INTERESTED) Aye, we do indeed. Here is my payment and my used weapon in trade.
(EAGER) Excellent! Quickly will I craft ye the pike.
(QUESTIONING) Beg your pardon, tradesman, but is this what you require? 'Tis a stout metal shaft sure.
(EXCITED) Aye, 'tis, indeed! 'Twill work wonders! Quickly will I craft ye a pike with a black diamond tip. All I seek in return is 10 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon to cover my costs. Do we have a deal?
(ENERGIZED) Tradesman, I have procured a stout metal shaft. Does it meet your requirements?
(VERY PLEASED) 'Tis perfect! Now, can ye seek out a black diamond?
(ACKNOWLEDGING) I shall try, sir.
(POLITELY TURNING DOWN THE WEIRDLING'S OFFER) 'Tis fair enough, but I must think upon it further.
(DISAPPOINTED) A pity. Well, I shall leave it here if ye change yer mind.
([5]DISMISSIVE) Only gold coins will do, traveler.
([1]ENTHUSIASTIC) Praise be, the basilisk is dead! Ye are truly a great hero, traveler!
([3]HESITANT TO ASK) Excuse me, your honor. How much do you charge for your healing powers?
([3]HAUGHTY) I heal the sick and cure the dying, journeyer...for the price of 25 gold coins.
([6]ACKNOWLEDGING) Ah, I remember now. Thank you.
([2]QUESTIONING) I beg your pardon, madam, but may I ask if you are chief of this village?
([3]HAUGHTY) I am SHAMAN, traveler. I heal the sick, revive the dying, and banish evil spirits. Yea, my magic is so potent, I can even resurrect the DEAD!
(PAUSE -- THEN MORE UNDER HER BREATH) For the price of 25 gold coins, of course.
([6]HESITANT, NOT SURE) I shall keep that in mind, your...uh...m'lady.
([0]ABRUPT BUT POLITE) No weapons allowed in here, traveler.
([4]MATTER-OF-FACTLY) M'lady, I am in need of your curative powers. Here is my payment.
([3]HAUGHTY) Of course, traveler.
(PAUSE -- NOW LOUDER -- INCANTATION-LIKE) From the sky above and the power of the sun vested in me, I now bestow upon ye total health and vitality! Behold!
([6]FEELING MUCH BETTER) Ah...thank you. I feel much better.
([5]INTERESTED, BUT DISMISSIVE) 'Tis gold, sure, but...I would prefer it in coinage.
(DISMISSIVE) I know nothing of that, stranger.
(SURPRISED AND THRILLED) Hey, thank ye, traveler!
(POLITE, CHEERFUL) Hail, sir. How goes it?
(JUBILANT) Much better, wanderer! The oppression of the basilisk has been lifted from us.
(VERY PLEASED) That is fine to know, sir.
(POLITE, CHEERFUL) How goes it, sir?
(DEPRESSED) Not well, I am afeared. The foul basilisk terrorizes our peaceful village so.
(SYMPATHETIC) I am grieved to hear that.
(POLITE, CHEERFUL) Good day.
(DEPRESSED) No, 'tis a dreadful day. Since the vile tempest a while back, 'tis only been chaos ever since.
(SYMPATHIC) Oh, that's too bad.
(POLITE, CHEERFUL) Good day, sir. How are you?
(DEPRESSED) I've been better. Since the durned basilisk arrived, we are now so fearful.
(SYMPATHETIC) Not a good situation.
(POLITE, CHEERFUL) Hail, sir. How goes it?
(DEPRESSED) Well, besides the basilisk, the darkness, the evil creatures, and the general disorder...not too bad.
(SYMPATHETIC) Ah...I see.
(CALLING OUT) Ho, good sir!
(CALLING BACK) Come closer, stranger!
(POLITE, CHEERFUL) Top of the day, sir.
(DEPRESSED) No, traveler, 'tis more like the bottom. 'Tis been only turmoil since a terrible storm hit our land not long agone.
(SYMPATHETIC -- AND A LITTLE DEPRESSED HIMSELF) Sad to hear that, sir.
(POLITE, CHEERFUL) How are you, sir?
(JUBILANT) Much better! The foul odor of persecution now seems lifted.
(PLEASED) That is good to know.
(POLITE, CHEERFUL) Hello there.
(VERY PLEASED) Hail, traveler! 'Tis a delightful day, think you not?
(AGREEING WITH HIM) Aye, I suppose 'tis.
(POLITE, CHEERFUL) How goes it today?
(JUBILANT) Very well, wanderer...now that the vile basilisk no longer terrorizes us.
(VERY PLEASED) Glad to hear that, sir.
(POLITE, CHEERFUL) Good day, sir.
(JUBILANT) And to you, traveler! 'Tis indeed a good day.

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([#]SHIVERS AUDIBLY) Brrrr! This is a frigid land sure! Help, help, let me go! Unhand her, knave! Grrr...A man! Death to humans!
(SOLEMNLY, REVERENTLY) Hail, Champion Eternal! Thou hast completed thy worldly tasks. Thou art now prepared for entry to the Realm of the Sun. Behold...!
(SOLEMNLY, WORSHIPFULLY) Hail, Connor of Daventry. Seek thou the mask piece. It lies concealed within the mountain citadel...
(ALARMED) Wait! Within the citadel...?
(SOLEMNLY, WORSHIPFULLY) Hearken, Connor of Daventry. Thou art not prepared for entry into the Realm of the Sun. Thou hast not yet obtained all pieces of the Mask. Go! Seekest thou in previous realms.
(ALARMED) Where? Not here...?
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF; SLIGHTLY PUZZLED) Hmmm...that chain has broken.
([1]SAME RESONANT, IMPERSONAL, FORMAL VOICE) I could, o bearer of the scepter, but not whilst the door is secured.
([4]SLIGHTLY TAKEN ABACK) The door?
(SLIGHT PAUSE -- SEES THE DOOR -- NOW WITH CONFIDENCE) Oh...I see. I shall open it promptly, dragon.
(RESONANT, FORMAL, IMPERSONAL) I could.
(RESONANT, FORMAL, IMPERSONAL) I shall wait for thee if thou shouldst need transport back.
(THANKFUL) Thank you, dragon.
([5]SOUNDS VERY FORMAL AND OFFICIAL...ALMOST IMPERSONAL) I see thou hast the hallowed scepter.
([2]CONFIDENT, SELF-ASSURED) Aye...I do, dragon. Queen Freesa has entrusted it to me. I understand you can fly me across the great lake?
(EXCITED AND VERY INTERESTED) Zounds! A crystal dragon!
(CALLING OUT -- FRIENDLY) Hello! Wake up, dragon!
(POLITELY) Good dragon, may I presume transport back across the great lake?
(RESONATE, FORMAL, IMPERSONAL) Aye, thou mayest. Climb thou on my back and I shall take thee.
([4]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED, QUESTIONING) Tell me, dragon, which are the means to open this door?
([1]RESONANT, FORMAL, IMPERSONAL) I know not, vested one. Thou must discern it for thyself.
(SAME RESONANT, FORMAL VOICE) Climb thou on my back, vested one, and I shall fly thee across the lake.
(FILLED WITH WONDER) This must be Queen Freesa's crystal dragon. What did she say would cause it to fly? A crystal scepter?
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) That door...how can I open it?
(IN A READING VOICE) Only a blade of fire can sever the heads of the drake.
([#]SURPRISED AND SOMEWHAT ALARMED) Zounds! Never have I seen lightning in a device before!
(IN A READING VOICE) Combine the Jewel of Fire with icy water to produce magical steam to melt the Impervious Ice.
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) There is a wide gap here.
([#]EXCITED) Aha! Success!
([#]HAS A GREAT IDEA...) I have an idea...
([#]EXCLAMATION/HE TRIPS) Whoops!
(HE LOOKS BACK AT GROUND - SLIGHTLY MAD AT TRIPPING) 'Tis a bad place for such a wide gap!
(DISMISSIVE) I have no interest in that, sir.
(POLITE) May the blue adamant help you, good sir.
(GRATEFUL) We owe a debt of gratitude to you, sir. You have saved our king...and, therefore, our flock.
(GRATEFUL) The flock thanks you, good sir. Now peace is possible in our land.
(GRATEFUL) You have saved our king, good sir. We will be forever grateful.
(CALLING OUT) Ho, good gryph!
(CALLING BACK) Here, Sir Knight! Over here!
(DISMISSIVE) I have no use for that, Sir Knight.
(HELPFUL) The crystal scepter belongs to Queen Freesa, Sir Knight.
(IMPRESSED) Oooo, a warm-blooded man! Ne'er have I seen one such as you!
(IMPRESSED) You cut an impressive figure, Sir Knight.
(IMPRESSED) Mmmmm...a big, strong man! Your kind is rare around here, Sir Knight.
(IMPRESSED) You look to be a man on a great quest, sir! I wish you well.
(SCARED-LIKE) Oh! No weapons here, Sir Knight!
(HARSHLY) Halt, human! Thank you, brave knight! Now, I must return to my flock and bring them to order! Aye, your majesty.
(URGENTLY) Hasten, noble warrior! Release me from Thork's citadel!
(STILL URGENT -- BUT ALSO CURIOUS) Aye, your majesty, but first, pray tell...who is Thork?
(STILL URGENT -- BUT REALIZING HE MUST ANSWER THE QUESTION) Thork is the Lord of the Frost Orcs and master of this mountain citadel. A most foul being is he; during a sudden tempest he spied a chance to strike and did so most quickly. I was caught off guard and fell into his vile clutches. Now, my gryphs run amok and chaos upsets our world. Hasten, brave knight, set me free.
(GREETING) Greetings, noble knight. During our last conversation, I had been saying...
(SLIGHTLY INSULTED) Come back later if you wish to talk further, Sir Knight.
([5]DISMISSIVE) I know naught of that, noble sir.
([5]GRATEFUL) The blue adamant is yours to keep, Sir Knight. I hope it proves useful.
(URGENTLY) Liberate me, Sir Knight! I must flee!
(URGENTLY) Make haste, brave sir; I must be freed!
(URGENTLY) I prithee, Sir Knight, set me free!
(URGENTLY) I must return to my flock, brave knight! Release me!
(URGENTLY) I must be released, brave sir! I prithee, make haste!
([4]A POLITE GREETING) I see you escaped the citadel in safety, Your Majesty.
([1]GRATEFUL) Aye, brave knight; thanks to you. And now, I have restored order to my errant flock.
([1]HUMBLE) 'Twas the least I could do, Your Majesty.
([3]VERY GRATEFUL) Nay, you are very brave. One such as you is deserving of more than a mere bauble...but, that is all I have to give: here, a blue adamant. 'Tis not much, but, I hope it may prove useful.
([6]HONORED) I am honored, good king.
([2]POLITE) Pardon me, good king, but...have you heard of the Realm of the Sun? I must return the sacred Mask of Eternity there.
([3]PONDERING) It sounds familiar...
(SUDDENLY REMEMBERING) Aye, verily, I have! It exists in a domain above; in the celestial skies. 'Twould behoove you to travel to the mountain's summit. Perhaps a route could be discovered from there.
([4]GRATEFUL) Aye, I shall do so immediately. Thank you, Your Majesty.
([6]POLITE) Sorry to bother you, Your Majesty, but...where did you say I might seek a route to the Realm of the Sun?
([3]ANSWERING POLITELY) Travel to the mountain's summit. Perhaps a route awaits you there.
([3]GRATEFUL) I shall, Sire. Thank you again.
(ABRUPT - BUT POLITE) We will not hurt you. You may sheath your weapon, noble sir.
([5]DISMISSIVE) I will not take your gold, Sir Knight.
(URGENT) Aye, the key to my cage!
(GRUFF, ANGRY) The Mask belongs to my Master! It will not aid ye!
(BOLDLY ANSWERING) 'Twill not aid YOU either!
([#]IN A WONDROUS, YET PUZZLED VOICE) Zounds! A flaming sword in a block of ice! How can I attain it?
([#]FRUSTRATED) This looks well-secured. I see no means of opening it.
(ANGRY, IMPATIENT) Fie on thee, Thork! Stand thyself up, thou...blubbering idiot!
(SCARED, STAMMERING, TREMBLING) A-aye...me lord.
(DISDAINFUL) Thou art a scoundrel and an oaf; do not anger me!
(STAMMERING FOOLISHLY AND SCARED AND INTIMIDATED) N-nay, lord, never would I...n-no! To w-what do I owe the honor of yer visit, m-my...liege?
(EVEN MORE DISDAINFUL) I require thy service, Thork. A human male wilt infiltrate thy mountain citadel. I want his prompt death.
(SLIGHT PAUSE -- FILLED WITH DIRE IMPLICATIONS) I can rely on thee and thy battalions...can I not?
(SERVILE, STAMMERING, FRIGHTENED) A-aye...of course, of course, me lord. Whatever ye wish. Consider it done, your...holiness.
(STILL DISDAINFUL, BUT GRUDGINGLY ACCEPTING) Good.
(SLIGHT PAUSE -- WITH DIRE IMPLICATIONS) Remember, Thork...I shall be watching...
(SHOUTING) Sentry!!
(SUBSERVIENT) Aye, sir!
(COMMANDING) Go! Bring me my commander!
(SUBSERVIENT) Aye, aye, sir!
(MUTTERING TO HIMSELF - HALF ANGRILY, HALF SCARED) Drat, a human! Now...how to find him?
(ANGRY, SHOUTING) Prepare to die, mortal!
(DISGUSTED YET ARROGANT) Not me, YOU, Thork!  Taste me steel, outlander! Die, ye gutless, puny swine! Trespasser, feel me might! Begone, ye venomous varlet! Say yer prayers, ratsbane! Take yer last breath, interloper!
(CONFUSED AND ANGRY) Where are ye, varlet?
(CONFUSED, ANGRY) Show yerself and fight like an orc!
(CONFUSED, ANGRY) What's goin' on here!
([#]CAUTIONARY TONE) I should move cautiously across the thin ice of this pond.
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) There must be a key somewhere.
([#]SHOWING SOME AWE - BUT ALSO FRUSTRATION) 'Tis an enormous lake! I cannot see across it.
([#]PUZZLED AND INTRIGUED) What is this strange device?
([#]HOPING AGAINST HOPE) 'Tis not lightning, but...it MAY work.
([#]SLIGHTLY PUZZLED; TRYING TO FIGURE IT OUT) Could be a locking device. Hmm...I see a slot. Perhaps something fits there.
([#]VERY PLEASED) Aye, it worked!
(SLIGHT PAUSE) I hope 'twill not break...
([#]EXCITED) Aha! Another mask piece!
([#]SURPRISED AND VERY ALARMED) By my oath, what goes here!
([#]IN GREAT AWE) Good heavens! A veritable paradise!
([#]MUSING TO HIMSELF) There is a small depression here...
(GLAD TO SEE HIM AGAIN) Good, you have returned, Sir Knight. I must finish our last conversation...
([1]SHOWING SURPRISE) Mercy! Do I not know you?
(PAUSE; NOW REMEMBERS) Aye, you are the brave warrior who rescued me from certain death in the sweltering land down under. I bid you welcome, noble knight. I am Freesa, Queen of the snow nymphs.
([6]SHOWING PROPER RESPECT) I am honored to meet you again, Queen Freesa. But, may I ask, why were you in a land so incompatible with your own?
([3]SHOWING A BIT OF ANGER AND FRUSTRATION) My crystal scepter, Sir Knight; it fell down the steam shaft during a clash with a vicious gryph. I descended to the torrid region to recover it. Alas, before I could, I was captured...and thus you found me.
([2]CURIOUS AND A LITTLE CONCERNED) I am curious about this "gryph" you spoke of, Your Majesty. Are such beings your foes?
([3]SLIGHTLY UPSET WHEN RECOUNTING THIS TALE) No, forsooth...at least, not 'til of late. The winged men are our allies. Not 'til the gryph king was captured by the hostile Lord of the Frost Orcs did chaos erupt.
([5])Now leaderless, the gryphs fight among themselves and anarchy rules the land. If the gryph king could be liberated, peace would once again prevail.
([4]SHOWING INTEREST) I might have interest in attempting such a rescue, Your Majesty.
([1]HER SPIRITS RISING, SHOWING SOME EXCITEMENT) Verily, methinks you could, brave knight. But without my crystal dragon, there is no way for you to cross the icy lake. Unhappily, without my lost crystal scepter, it will not fly.
([3])If you can acquire my scepter, I give you permission to use my dragon. Then, on the other side, seek you the Frost Lord's mountain citadel and rescue the good king of the gryphs.
([4]BOLDLY AND SURELY) Quite a task, Your Majesty, but I shall do my utmost.
(SLIGHTLY MIFFED) Good knight, why do you leave in the midst of conversation?
([5]DISMISSIVE) I know nothing of that, noble sir.
([3]QUESTIONING) Is this your crystal scepter, Queen Freesa?
([3]SURPRISED BUT PLEASED) Aye, Sir Champion, it is. Forsooth, you need it more than I do. Pray use it with my dragon so that it will fly you across the great icy lake.
([6]RESPECTFUL) I understand, Your Majesty. Thank you.
([4]CONCERNED AND QUESTIONING) Queen Freesa, whither can I exit your realm?
([5]UNSURE) This is the end of the world, Sir Knight. There is naught beyond. The only exit is back to the sweltering region down under.
([2]CONFUSED AND SLIGHTLY PERTURBED) How now, there must be, Your Majesty! My quest is clear: I must journey to the Realm of the Sun and return the Mask of Eternity.
([3]TENTATIVE AND UNSURE HOW TO RESPOND) Verily, I have heard of the Realm of the Sun, Sir Knight, but I know not of its location. You will have to seek it yourself.
([3]SHOWING SOME DISAPPOINTMENT, BUT ACCEPTING) Aye, Your Majesty. I shall do so.
([4]QUESTIONING) Queen Freesa, where did you say the gryph king is imprisoned?
([3]MATTER-OF-FACTLY) In the mountain stronghold of the Lord of the Ice Orcs...on the far side of the great icy lake.
([3]GRATEFUL) Thank you, Your Majesty.
([2]QUESTIONING) Pray tell, good queen...what causes your crystal dragon to fly?
([3]ANSWERING MATTER-OF-FACTLY) The crystal scepter, Sir Knight.
([3]GRATEFUL) Aye, Your Majesty. Thank you.
([4]QUESTIONING) Queen Freesa, do you know where your crystal scepter might be found?
([5]MATTER-OF-FACTLY) Aye, sir. 'Tis somewhere in the torrid region down under. To seek it, you must descend the steam shaft.
([4]GRATEFUL) Thank you, Your Majesty, I shall.
(ABRUPT BUT POLITE) Your weapon, m'lord! Pray, put it away!
([5]DISMISSIVE) I have no need for your gold, Sir Knight.
([5]INTERESTED) That golden fragment, how striking! It must have awesome power...I can sense its vibrations.
([#]MATTER-OF-FACT) I can descend to the torrid realm from here.
([#]FRUSTRATED) Alas, I cannot decipher these letters!
([#]SHOWING SOME SURPRISE - BUT ALSO AWED) What is this amazing structure...!
([#]SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED) The door is locked.
([#]DISTRESSED AND FRUSTRATED) Alack! The heads do not die!
([#]PLEASED AND RELIEVED) Good. The fire from my blade sealed shut those wounds. The dragon will terrorize no more.
([#]FRIGHTENED AWE) By the virtues, a two-headed dragon! Ne'er have I seen such a sight!

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([#]OUT OF BREATH - JUST FINISHED FIGHTING) By my oath! Am I really here?...in the Realm of the Sun?
(EVIL LAUGH) Ha, ha, ha, ha...
(SPOKEN IN WHISPERED TONES AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) Lucreto...he hath betrayed us.
(SPOKEN IN WHISPERED TONES AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) He knew we wouldst be performing our devotionals.
(SPOKEN IN WHISPERED TONES AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) We are imprisoned...we are powerless.
(SPOKEN IN WHISPERED TONES AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) Lucreto hath coveted power.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) The Mask of Eternity holds all power.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) Lucreto hath caused the Mask's destruction.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) The sun...is vanished. All is darkness and evil.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) The Champion Eternal shall come...he shall free us.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) The Mask must be regained, returned to its altar.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) Seek the altar...within the Inner Sanctum.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) Immortal Lucreto cannot be slain.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) Only the Black Abyss...can vanquish him.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) The precepts have vanished from the Tablet of Knowledge.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) Seek the Tablet...regain the missing precepts.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) The precepts are the keys.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) Only the Sword of Truth can battle Lucreto.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) The Armor of Light can protect against Lucreto.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) The Chalice of Order provides the Life Immortal.
(SPOKEN IN A WHISPERED TONE AS A "THOUGHT" WOULD BE; SLIGHTLY FRANTIC, MYSTERIOUS) The foul River of Death is here...in the temple.
(A BIT PERPLEXED) Could these be the archons of which the prophet Hector spoke? The guardians of the Mask of Eternity?
([#]GREATLY EXCITED) By my faith, another key!
([#]FRUSTRATED) I cannot read it! 'Tis too dark here.
([#]IN A "READING" VOICE) The Key to Enlightenment is Knowledge.
([#]WITH EXCITEMENT) Extraordinary! 'Tis really a sacred well!
([#]BOLDLY ANSWERING) I know not the answer. I shall seek it.
(GOD-LIKE, WISE, MYSTERIOUS) What is the power of Truth?
([#]BOLD, CONFIDENT) Truth is mighty and shall prevail.
(ANGRY, MEAN, HARSH) Yer dead, underling!
(MEAN, HARSH, ANGRY) Yer dead meat!
(MEAN, HARSH, ANGRY) Die, cur!
(HARSH, MEAN) Halt! Hand over the Mask!
(HARSH, MEAN, ANGRY) Halt, puny mortal!
(CONFUSED, ANGRY) Where are ye, knave!
(CONFUSED AND ANGRY) Hey, what goes here?
(CONFUSED AND ANGRY) I'll find ye, cur!
([#]UNNERVED, FRIGHTENED AND CONFUSED) Egad!
([#]IN HORRIFIED AWE) That foul cauldron creates these nasty devils!
([#]UNNERVING REVELATION) Egad! The vision in the witch's cauldron!
([#]GREATLY DISGUSTED) Vile cauldron! Can I stop it?
([#]SHOWING EXCITEMENT - BUT ALSO FRUSTRATION) A golden sword! But...how can I reach it?
([#]SHOWING EXCITEMENT) A golden sword!
([#]DISTRESSED) It...disappeared.
([#]ANSWERING BOLDLY) I know not how...yet.
(GOD-LIKE, WISE, MYSTERIOUS) Speak thou of Order.
([#]BOLD, CONFIDENT) Order is Unity and therefore Perfect Harmony.
([#]FRUSTRATED) 'Tis locked. There MUST be a key!
(COMMANDING, AUTHORITATIVE) Lo, Champion, the Hall of Light.  Thou shalt not walk in darkness, but shalt have the light of knowledge.
(GOD-LIKE, MYSTERIOUS, ALL-KNOWING) A mind enlightened gains the Light of Life.
([#]FRUSTRATED) Alas! 'Tis locked!
(ANGUISH, FEAR, FAAAALLLLING) AAIIIIEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!!!!
(SNEERING, CONDESCENDING) Finally we meet, mortal. I must commend thee; thou hast proven more stalwart than I thought. 'Twill be a shame to see one such as thee DIE.
(BOLDLY, UNAFRAID) I have no INTENTION of dying, Lucreto! 
(ALMOST SNEERING -- TRYING TO THROW CONNOR OFF-GUARD) Hah! The Mask! It will NOT shield thee, puny cur!
(ANSWERING BACK - ALMOST SARCASTICALLY) And so you think!
(VERY, VERY ANGRY - BUT ALSO SOUNDS DESPERATE AND STRUGGLING) Thou wilt NOT get away with this!
(VERY ANGRY) Foul CUR!!
(VERY ANGRY, ALMOST IN ANGUISH) NOOOO!! (ANGRY, AVENGING) Thou shalt pay, swine!
(COMMANDING, AUTHORITATIVE) Behold, the Hall of Order, o Champion. He who does not correct small faults, shalt not control great ones.
([#]SHOWING SOME FRUSTRATION) I MUST discern the proper order.
(GOD-LIKE, MYSTERIOUS, ALL-KNOWING) Order is Unity and therefore Perfect Harmony.
(COMMANDING, AUTHORITATIVE) Lo, Champion Eternal, the door to the Inner Sanctum of the Mask.
(COMMANDING, AUTHORITATIVE) Seek thou the fifth piece of the Mask of Eternity.  Thou shalt not enter the Inner Sanctum without it.
(COMMANDING, AUTHORITATIVE) Thou shalt not enter the Inner Sanctum without the Sword of Truth, the Armor of Light, or the Chalice of Order. Go! Seek them!
([#]ANSWERING BOLDLY) I shall seek the answer.
(GOD-LIKE, WISE, MYSTERIOUS) How gainest thou the Light?
([#]BOLD, CONFIDENT) A mind enlightened gains the Light of Life.
([#]REVERENCE AND AWE) This looks to be a sacred sun altar.
([#]SHOWING PUZZLEMENT...BUT ALSO RELIEF) Strange...no opponent.
([#]WITH GREAT EXCITEMENT) Aye! The final mask piece!
(COMMANDING, AUTHORITATIVE) Hark! Seek thou the Tablet of Knowledge. Thou shalt not enter the Hall of Truth without it.
(COMMANDING, SLIGHTLY AUTHORITATIVE, BUT YET REVERENTIAL) Behold, the Hall of Truth.  Have faith, o Champion.  In trust is Truth.
(GOD-LIKE, MYSTERIOUS, ALL-KNOWING) Truth is mighty and shall prevail.
([#]VERY SURPRISED) Ho, what is this?!
([#]GREATLY FRUSTRATED) My arrows! They have no effect!
([#]ALMOST ANGRY AT THE TAUNTING BEAST) That fiend! It taunts me!

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Daventry and CastleEdit

  • I know not the evil which enslaves you, Sarah, but I vow its defeat and the deliverance of your sweet soul.
  • Begone, raven! Leave her be!
  • Hmmm...whither does it fly?
  • Whence came these foul creatures? This is madness!
  • Widow Burke, I pledge my life that both you and Sarah will walk our fair land once again.
  • Thank heavens, my own dwelling! Although...I should check for intruders.
  • Ah, my dagger!
  • Ho, raven, what have you?
  • 'tis a long jump; but I can make it.
  • Vile fiend!
  • Under these trying circumstances, I'm sure these good people will understand my present need for their gold.
  • You shall see the light of day once more, goodwife Simms. I swear it!
  • Even a poor babe in a cradle! I have got to stop this...to undo this, this...evil!
  • Farmer Simms, even you! I vow to you with every fiber of my being that you shall work your fields once again!
  • Joseph, my friend...you and I have toiled side by side. You are a good man, and I shall persevere to free you from this evil imprisonment.
  • Ah, the tavern. Even IT shows damage.
  • Poor Julia; you were there for me when I had troubles. Now you need me. I shall persevere until you are freed from this horrendous evil.
  • You will live to walk the green land of Daventry once more. I promise you that!
  • Wreched fellow. The plight of the good people of Daventry is almost more than I can bear. I MUST help them!
  • I have no time for games.
  • Mr. Kavanagh, I am sickened by your plight. I promise to do all I can to save you from further torment.
  • Poor woman, it must be torture for her. I MUST do all I can to free her!
  • A child must live here.
  • Hmm...a child's drawings...
  • These leather boots will help me immeasurably.
  • I am lightly protected by leather.
  • I cannot reach that axe from here.
  • This is a sharp axe.
  • What's this! Alack, what goes here!
  • By whose authority...sir?
  • A fight for it then. En garde!
  • Despicable varmint! Whence came he to Daventry?
  • Aye, leather gloves will surely help.
  • I know Julia will allow me the use of her gold.
  • Your crossbow was no match 'gainst this evil power. I shall not stop until you are free to walk once again.
  • Alack! The evil tempest has damaged the church. Now the door is blocked!
  • Hello?! You're still alive! But, 'twould seem, only half so.
  • Tell me, good wizard, what was the tempest's nature?
  • The Mask of Eternity?
  • Five?
  • I? Zounds!
  • 'Tis, empty.
  • 'Tis beyond my reach.
  • This will not work.
  • I am honored to perform such a noble quest, but...where do I begin?
  • I am grateful, sir. My destiny is clear. I shall prevail!
  • Forgive my pestering, good wizard. Could you again tell me my quest?
  • Aye, thank you, sir.
  • An odd structure...
  • Aye, the bell belongs here.
  • 'Twas the Lady of the Lake! Assuredly, my quest will now be successful.
  • What is this? A celestial globe?
  • This must be the wizard's book of magical formulae. One page is blank...
  • Lo, a magical quill!
  • It must have nothing more to write.
  • There appears to be nothing more here.
  • When Jupiter converges with Leo upon the firmament dome, the Astral Light will expand thy knowledge and unmask for thee the Revelation of Hidden Things.
  • Zounds! What sort of magic is this?!
  • The way to Castle Daventry.
  • The road to Castle Daventry is blocked. How can I travel there?
  • I bare a parchment inscribed with the symbol of the planet Jupiter.
  • The old castlekeep of Daventry. I should search it thoroughly.
  • Somehow this wall looks a bit different...
  • This door is well locked.
  • That device. Is it magical?
  • If it is at all within my power, I shall liberate you from this vile condition, good man.
  • Lo, a place to use my map! Later on, I may be able to magically transport from here.
  • The door has been barricaded.
  • The alchemist's shop. There could be something useful inside.
  • Poor chap. Seems the alchemist tried securing his house...but couldn't save himself!
  • It seems the mason had been replacing missing bricks before the tempest struck.
  • What's there...behind the waterfall?
  • What did the beast tell me? A passage to Castle Daventry behind a waterfall...?
  • The force of the water is too great, I cannot get through it!
  • Ah...a cave entrance.
  • This must be Castle Daventry. Now, to find the king!
  • Hmmm...that portrait of King Graham looks slightly off-center.
  • What...goes here!
  • What!? Who are you?
  • Hello? This mirror, it...must be magic.
  • I could use that rope and hook.
  • I could use that rope and hook. But, that millstone...can I stop it?
  • I shall need an axe to fell this tree.
  • That tree
  • Hmmm...how can I stop this wheel?
  • Good that tree, has dammed the river.
  • This won't work I need a stronger implement.
  • Even your sword could not save you from this affliction. I know not how, but...I shall save you from this evil plight!
  • Alas! Even King Graham was no match against the evil magic. I vow to you, my lord, with all my heart, that I will place myself in mortal jeopardy before giving in to the vile forces which hold you in thrall. I swear it!
  • I vow I will not stop, sir, until you walk our sweet land once more. You and the good people of Daventry deserve nothing less.
  • That door is blocked. I should look elsewhere.
  • What!? Who are you?
  • Hello? This mirror, it...must be magic.
  • 'Tis a portrait of our king, Graham of Daventry.
  • 'Tis a lovely portrait of Her Majesty, Queen Valanice.
  • I am not close enough.
  • That tree leans quite markedly o'er the river...
  • Good. The tree has dammed the river.
  • A sickening scum covers that small pond.
  • Hark, pathetic beast! Why so sad?
  • A unicorn?
  • Pray, good creature, how could such occur?
  • So, would the recovery of your horn change you back to a unicorn?
  • Well, good beast, I cannot promise, but, if by happenstance, I spy your horn during my travels, I will return it to you.
  • Good creature, have you knowledge of the way to Castle Daventry? I feel I must check upon the security of the king.
  • So you know of no other passage to the castle?
  • I am grateful, kind beast. I shall be cautious.
  • Excuse me, beast, but...what else can you tell me about the entrance to Castle Daventry behind the waterfall?
  • Sorry to bother you, good creature, but, pray tell me again how you lost your horn?
  • Aye, of course, your unicorn horn.
  • Aye, thank you, beast. I shall try to find it if I can.
  • Pardon me, good beast, but...what can you tell me of swamp witch who stole your unicorn horn?
  • Take heart, beast. I shall do what I can to return your horn to you.
  • Kind beast, I have found your horn. I am pleased to return it to you.
  • I am honored, noble beast. The mysterious darkening of yon crystal may be difficult to learn, but I am willing to try.
  • This wall; it looks different than the others...
  • Could these be the archons of which the prophet Hector spoke? The guardians of the Mask of Eternity?
  • This looks to be a sacred sun altar.
  • That fiend! It taunts me!
  • Ho, what is this?!
  • My arrows! They have no effect!
  • A golden sword! But...how can I reach it?
  • It...disappeared.
  • A golden sword!
  • Egad!
  • That tree leans quite markedly o'er the river...
  • Not even a priest is immune to this vile affliction which infects us! I swear, Father, that you shall walk upon our fair land once more while there is still breath left in me!
  • Alms for the poor. Hmmm...
  • Alas, the entrance is barred.
  • This won't work. there must be another way...
  • What a strange magic! Whither could lead?
  • My weapon!...It passed right through it!
  • Egad!... Dark monster! 'Twas neither flesh nor blood! What now?
  • Raven, you watch me. Why?
  • Good wizard, I beseech you, give me guidance! I have discovered the portal to the Dimension of Death, but, upon entering it, have encountered a foul beast of darkness.
  • But, where can such be found?
  • Aye, sir wizard. 'Twill be done!
  • Pardon me, good wizard, but, may I inquire again those items which I must gain and return to you?
  • Thank you, I will, sir.
  • Hello, there, sir wizard!
  • Sir Knight, I have found the portal to the Dimension of Death, but, unhappily, a foul beast of darkness guards it. Would you know how to defeat it?
  • The tomb of Sir James of Daventry. Hmmm...the famous knight of many years agone.
  • The door is bolted shut.
  • This must be the sarcophagus of Sir James.
  • Forgive me, great knight, but I will need your ring in order to achieve my quest.
  • Thank you, Sir Knight. I shall try.
  • ANDREW CHERRY - I am not so great a fool as you take me for. I have been bitten once and I will never give anyone an opportunity of taking two bites of A. Cherry.
  • ANNE COOPER WHITMAN - Chaste to her husband, frank to all beside, A teeming mistress, but a barren bride.
  • ARTHUR SYNGE - She is far from the land where her hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
  • BESSIE LEONARD - My grandmother made dying her life's work!
  • BRIAN AND MARTHA LINN - Brian Linn and his wife and wife's mother, They all crossed over the bridge together. The bridge broke down and they all tumbled in -- "We'll go home by water," said Brian Linn.
  • BRIGID, SAMUEL, AND COLMCILLE - In Daventry three saints one grave do fill.
  • SIR CHARLES TEASDALE - Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart, My silent heart, lie still and break.
  • CYNTHIA COX - With all my will, but much against my heart, we two now part.
  • ENID BURNS - A fond kiss, and then we sever. A farewell, and then forever.
  • FATHER O'FLYNN - Of priests we can offer a charming variety, Far renowned for larnin' and piety; Still I'd advance ye widout impropriety, Father O' Flynn as the flower of them all.
  • LADY HELEN BLACKWOOD MAHAFFY - But the heart that truly loved, never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close.
  • THE TOWN DRUNK - When money's tight and is hard to get And your horse has also ran, When all you have is a heap of debt -- A PINT OF PLAIN IS YOUR ONLY MAN.
  • SQUIRE BICKERSTAFF WHATELY - Alack, he's gone the way of all flesh.
  • S. N. WENDELL - I have had just about all I can take of myself!
  • ROBERT GUNN - Thou sayest farewell, and lo! I have thee by the hand and I will not let thee go.
  • JOHN WEST PROUST - All's over then...
  • JONATHON BURKE - It's only a little cold I have; there is nothing really wrong with me.
  • JULIA CRAWFORD - Oh! Hast though forgotten this day we must part? It may be for years and it may be for ever.
  • MATHILDA MASON - O stony gray soil of Daventry, The laugh from my love you thieved.
  • WIDOW FERGUS - She isn't speaking to her son-in-law Brian Linn anymore!

Dimension of DeathEdit

  • There is but one Gate to Life, but the entrances to Death are many.
  • Who might this stone idol represent?
  • The spectre of Death guards o'er the Lever of Life.
  • There is a curious slot in this pedestal. Something must fit here...
  • The door will not open.
  • At the appointed time all shall be judged.
  • The portal back to Daventry.
  • Those five symbols...how odd.
  • A fallen warrior! How came this? Why, even his iron shield is broken in pieces.
  • Poor, unfortunate wretch.
  • Four thresholds to the Halls of Life: Dost thou see War, Respite, Immortality, Justice?
  • The shedding of blood leads to the pallor of death. The blood of mortality poisons the land.
  • How now! This appears to be an immense...HEART!
  • Heal me and save me from all vile, frightful, and red things.
  • Perceive the Eternal Respite. A moment of pain for eternal life ever after.
  • This peaceful statue...I almost feel a sense of respite.
  • War causeth great destruction and disturbance of equilibrium.
  • How now, a headless statue!
  • This iron anvil bespeaks great strength.
  • Attain Truth to bring all the forces into a Perfect Balance.
  • A set of scales! Why here?
  • Three holds the key to Creation and the infinite multitude of beings and numbers.
  • I'm sorry, lass. I wasn't thinking.
  • Truth did not come into the world naked, but it came in images. One must enter through the image into the Truth.
  • Beware the River of Death. Its black waters shall corrode all it touches.
  • The soul goes 'round upon a wheel of stars, and all things return.
  • Seven holds the key to the rhythms of life. The number of Completeness.
  • Ten holds the key to All Things, the sum of All Ideas, and the Forces of Life.
  • THIS mortal shall leave, sir!

Realm of the GnomesEdit

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Daventry
  • Revolting creature.
  • Thank you good wizard, your help has been immeasurable. May we meet again in better times.
  • Lo, I have obtained a sacred flame from the church.
  • Sir wizard, I have gained a ring from a noble knight long deceased.
  • Thank you for all of your help sir wizard.
  • I have found torch ashes will this work?
  • Good wizard, I beseech you, give me guidance I have discovered a magical portal, but upon entering it I have discovered a foul creature of darkness.
  • Forgive me, Sir Knight, but what should I seek?
  • My weapon, it passed right through it!
  • I cannot reach that axe from here.
  • This sarcophagus must belong to the spirit.
  • Gadzooks! Is that a man up there?
  • Good you are safe young maid, by the way what is your name.
  • A tragedy has occured Gwennie, but it can be overcome that is my quest. Soon Daventry and all of its inhabitants will be restored once again.
  • Thank you Gwennie, I may need it.
  • Gwennie, do not venture outside. Protect yourself until this madness comes to an end.
  • It unlocked.
  • Excellent, it worked!
  • Agh! Not there!
  • I already carry torch ashes.
  • In the name of bedlam, what vile magic is this?
  • It appears to be an urn.
  • Could this be the door to the Dimension of Death?
  • Great I cannot get through it.
  • The door to the Dimension of Death.
Dimension of Death
  • Ho, the magical light worked. The monster is dispelled.
  • I have passed through, tis the Dimension of Death.
  • Zounds! The door opened.
  • Could this be the sanctum of Lord Azriel whoever he is?
  • Phew! What is that moldy smell?
  • Those five symbols how odd.
  • Zounds!
  • Drat! How can I reach that door?
  • Tis some type of symbol.
  • Tis true I sprang not from noble stock. But my resolve is strong and my challenge is clear. And sire may I inquire of your identity.
  • How came this my lord?
  • The Realm of the Sun?
  • Tell me Lord Azriel I'm seeking four lost pieces of the mask, do you have any knowledge of their locations?
  • So be it, I will persevere and find them. I will return the mask to its rightful place, the world will be sweet once again.
  • Ha, the key worked!
  • Hail, fair damsel!
  • 'Tis locked.
  • Forgive me fair lady, I have given you some mold. But may I ask again the last item needed for a protective spell.
  • I am grateful good damsel. Your kindness has inspired me.
  • Aye, thank you.
  • I have given you some rust, what more do you need to work your protective magic?
  • I have gained fair lady some rust. Will this do?
  • I have found some mold, dear lady.
  • Hail, fair lady. May I slake my thirst at your well?
  • Tell me fair maid, are you well in this wretched place?
  • Me? How?
  • Done.
  • Pardon me, good lady. But may I ask again those two items needed for a protective spell?
  • Thank you, I shall do so.
  • I wonder?
  • Aha, it rusted!
  • Lo, this door has no substance.
  • There is something strange about this door.
  • This must be the River of Death. Eww, what a foul stench arises from it.
  • I choose my destiny, sir bones. I choose.
  • I have no desire to die spirit. As many a corpse will attest.
  • My quest is to restore the Mask of Eternity to where it belongs.
  • We shall see!
  • My soul is not yours for the taking.
  • Could that be a raised bridge?
  • That must be the way out.
  • That must be the Bridge of Life.
  • That leads to the swamp.
  • This will not work, tis not powerful enough.
  • Ho, it worked!
  • Looks to be a type of mechanical lever.
  • Excellent chain mail will prove useful indeed.
  • Souls are the union of light and life. May darkness not break this bond.
  • The door will not open.
  • Poor foolhardy lad, neer a chance had he.
  • Here lass, an exit. I don't reckon you should go alone.
  • Alright young made, run straightway home, and wait there. I shall check on you later, if I can.
  • What is that? A weeping child?
  • Young maid, are you alright? How came you here?
  • You followed your brother, but pray how did you do such?
  • I shall seek your brother young lady. But before hand it is important to safely return you to Daventry.
  • Take calm lass, I shall find a way to free you.
  • Young maid, you must return safely to Daventry.
  • Aye, I must ponder this problem.
  • Hello, sir boatman!
  • Sir boatman. I require passage across the river of Death.
  • Just this once?
  • Then pray tell how may a mortal man such as my self ever hope to cross the river.
  • Aye, sir. I shall, thank you.
  • Where are the souls for transport, good boatman?
  • Aye, I noticed foul pools of blood.
  • The Deliverer, whom might that be.
  • Ahh, I see.
  • Sir boatman, I would seek to heal the sacred heart. Might I be the Deliverer you aforementioned?
  • Scales of justice.
  • Aye sir. I shall, thank you.
  • Ahh, I see.
  • Where are the souls for transport good boatman?
  • Aye, I shalt do so.
  • You afortened the Feather of Truth, good boatman. Where might such be found?
  • What?
  • Ahh, thank you sir. I shall keep that in mind.
  • Pardon, sir boatman. Where did you say the feather of truth could be found?
  • Aye, I remember. Judge the skulls on the left. Down creation, the one complete stands out.
  • Thank you, good boatman.
  • Good boatman, I have located the bridge of life but cannot lower it.
  • I thank you.
  • How goes it sir boatman.
  • Assuredly good sir, I vow my life to restore the world to proper order.
  • Sir boatman, you aforementioned the Bridge of Life whither shall I seek it?
  • Thank you sir, I shall.
  • How goes it sir boatman.
  • Aye, sir boatman, I shall keep that in mind.
  • I shall try, sir boatman.
  • Alas, what happened lad, you need aid.
  • Seven holds the key to the rhythms of life, the number of completeness.
  • Three holds the key to creation and the infinite multitude beings and numbers. 
  • The soul goes around a wheel of stars, and all things return.
  • Corruption if the pestilence which walketh in darkness.
  • Whether just and pure lights the Torches of Righteousness will meet the Sylph of Inner Beauty.
  • Attain truth, to bring all the forces into perfect balance.
  • perceive the eternal reputation, a moment of pee for eternal life every after.
  • Go sweetly to eternity on blithe wings of song.
  • Death is the translation to a spiritual existence.
  • The portal back to Daventry.
  • Ho, there.
  • That makes sense, thank you boatman.
  • Seems right, perhaps from the other side.
  • There is a curious slot in this pedestal something must fit here.
  • Perhaps this pedestal rotates.
  • Aha, it fits.
  • I have already rotated this pedestal.
  • That metal plate, what could it be function?
  • Look here, the pressure plate opened a vortex.
  • This looks to be a gate, but where will it lead?
  • Foul blood, whence came it.
  • The boatman said, the land bleeds, I see now what he said.
  • How, now this appears to be an immense heart.
  • This must be the sacred heart, which the boatman spoke.
  • Zounds, tis indeed a heart.
  • How, now a headless statue.
  • Tis now a complete a statue of a warrior.
  • This one doesn't fit right.
  • It worked, hark, I have found the Feather of Truth.
  • It worked, lo, what have we here, a feather?
  • These scales have revealed the way to truth and justice.
  • A set of scales why here?
  • Lo, I have found the scales of justice.
  • No, tis not right.
  • It balanced, hark, is that a heartbeat.
  • The boatman said, one complete stands out, could this be the right one.
  • Perhaps, this one.
  • Maybe, this one.
  • Hmm, or this one?
  • I now have no need for another skull.
  • All these skulls might this one be important?
  • That must be a sacred hammer, but how can I cope with those vile souls.
  • There it is the Hammer of Azriel, now how can I contend with those vile souls.
  • Hark, spirit, to the contest then.
  • I can spectre, and I shall.
  • It must be a statue of Lord Azriel.
  • Whom might this stone idol represent.
  • Ever the lever of life spins around the pedestals of death, to unlock the sacred sanctum of Azriel, Lord of Death.
  • The spectre of Death, guards over the Lever of Life.
  • There must be key for this door.
  • There must be a key somewhere.
  • That vessel is of no use to me.
  • A boat perhaps it can transport me across this vile river.
  • A child is crying.
  • There appears to be a crack at the base of this pillar.
  • That door where could it lead?
  • It won't budge, well I suppose it has fulfilled its appointed task.
  • Hall of Justice.
  • Hall of Immortality.
  • Hall of War.
  • Hall of Respite.
  • This gate, tis locked.
  • There is a curious slot in this pedestal. Something must fit here. Let me try this, zip, my... oww... No doesn't work.
  • There is a curious slot in this pedestal. Something must fit here. Something should fit. Should I, is anyone looking? Hahaha. I'll just, just a, agh. I found the secret to the Mask of Eternity.
  • Seems right. Perhaps from the other side. Turn over, mrghah. Wheee, momma ride'em cowboy.
  • Aha, it fits. I'm tingling.
  • There appears to be a crack at the base of this pillar, hahahah. A little spackling compound, a moment alone and I'm a happy man.
The Swamp
  • Where am I now? A swamp.
  • In bed.
  • 1 gold coin, sir.
  • Hold, how came you to know of me?
  • Why seldom?
  • Verily, a tree has no use for gold.
  • Alright, tis fair.
  • Tell me oh tree. Am I deserving?
  • Wise tree, would you per chance tell me again the cost of each prophecy.
  • Aye, thank you.
  • Yon, tree has an unusual look. Perhaps I should examine it more closely.
  • A mask piece is in the witch's tower?
  • Oh. Drat!
  • There is nothing to hear right now.
  • Good creatures, of what do you speak?
  • Interesting news, good creatures. A mask piece in the witch's tower. Twill help me immeasurably. Thank you.
  • Ho, there.
  • Come back, good creatures. I mean you no harm.
  • Hail, small creatures.
  • Do you require more secrets good wisps?
  • Hello, small creatures who are you?
  • Where do you find such secrets?
  • Tell me good wisps, how can one protect himself this poisonous water?
  • What?
  • Well I shall try. Thank you good wisps.
  • Excuse me good wisps, but could you explain my task again?
  • Aye, I remember now. Thank you.
  • Harken, I have discovered an incredible secret.
  • Well, I have learned that the witch keeps a piece of the Mask of Eternity in her tower.
  • A flower, good wisps.
  • Mudge? Who is Mudge?
  • Is there anymore you can tell me good wisps?
  • Tis good advice, thank you small wisps.
  • Ho, good wisps.
  • Well...
  • Good, all's well that ends well. I bid you adieu good wisps.
  • Aye, good wisps. I shall.
  • Not me, witch. You.
  • Tis here, another piece of the mask.
  • Take it from me then. blackguard.
  • Who are you, sir snail?
  • Aye, I did sire.
  • I humbly accept your appreciate, but prey can you give me cancel on...
  • Wait... Where are you going?
  • Excellent these chainmail gloves will prove useful indeed.
  • It has been barricaded.
  • Unlucky fellow, assuredly I shall fair better.
  • Lo, a giant golden mushroom.
  • What an unusual mushroom.
  • I have already obtained a piece of this mushroom.
  • The gate is locked.
  • That looks as if it could be attached to a pulley mechanism.
  • The hammer is too large to pass between the bars.
  • Those holes in the wall look suspicious.
  • I should watch my step.
  • So this leads to an Underground Realm of Gnomes.
  • Bullseye!
  • This gate tis locked.
  • Tis astounding it worked.
  • Oh foul poison, tis concocted within the tower.
  • Excellent. Poison fouls the swamp no more.
  • So this is the source of yon poison.
  • The cauldron is now pure. It's waters flow clear and sweet as honey.
  • Zounds! A vision of my opponent. Now to find him.
  • Tis a wondrous magic.
  • He hath once the Ladle of the Sun, the perfect gold, the perfect elixer. Can confer purity, virtue, peace, and love.
  • Tis the gate back to the Dimension of Death.
  • What is this?
  • Tis shaped like a hand. But a hand much larger than my own.
  • Poor wretches neer a chance against the witch's wiles.
  • Ahh! A chain mail suit. Some poor fellows loss is my gain.
  • I trust these poor people, will understand my need for their gold.
  • Phew, what a foul creature.
  • Tis a book of recipes.
  • Goblin tartar... Take a dead goblin. Remove its black heart with a unicorn horn. Chop its... oh, no, thank you.
  • That far door, how to reach it?
Realm of the Gnomes
  • This must be the Realm of the Gnomes.
  • You might good tradesman, what have you?
  • Do you have any new weapons for sale, tradesman?
  • Aye, I shall purchase this most excellent weapon. Here is my payment.
  • Tis a fine weapon sure, but I am not now interested in a purchase.
  • Good tradesman, might you have other weapons for sale?
  • Tell me good tradesman what weapons have your?
  • Essence of Sun Tzu? I would certainly be interested in purchasing such.
  • Pray tradeswoman what would you have me do?
  • Consider it done, good merchant.
  • Pray good merchant, tell me again about this.
  • Well met, aged one. Pray tell, why do you crouch in the darkness so?
  • But old one, faith is not gone, it can be found once again.
  • The Enlightened One, whom might that be?
  • The Light of Life, pray where would one begin to look?
  • Tis a fair answer, tend carefully your faith, from a small spark can still a blaze grow.
  • Pardon me aged one, I have a question. Do you believe the Light of Life can be gained in the darkness of these tunnels.
  • Indeed, thank you.
  • Hark, old one. I have discovered this crystal shard. Might it be related to the Light of Life?
  • A good sign, I shall keep searching sir.
  • It appears to be a jeweled device. Hmm, it looks like something is missing.
  • Gadzooks, it lighted.
  • I already carry a crystal shard.
  • A cluster of crystal shards. Hmm.
  • Gadzooks! It moves!
  • It appears to be some sort of bridge.
  • Good merchant, what armor have you for sale?
  • Mayhap, good merchant, what have you?
  • Aye, I shall purchase this fine armor. Here is my payment.
  • This fine armor, sure. But I am not now aiming to purchase.
  • What armor have you for sale, good merchant?
  • Tell me good merchant, what armor have you?
  • Good merchant, how does it open?
  • Mayhap, what have you good tradeswomen?
  • Purchase, but I thought those three items...
  • Alright tradeswoman, let me ponder then.
  • Good tradeswoman, tell me again those items you wish me to bring you.
  • Thank you, good merchant.
  • A fine selection, tis difficult to choose.
  • Lo, merchant, I have obtained some tree root.
  • An object of iron, my good merchant.
  • Behold some amberglow.
  • Tis locked.
  • I have wandered far, in the search of the mask of eternity. I fear my efforts have come to naught. *I know not where to go.
  • Then pray tell... I have come through the whirlpool from the swamp, but I see no other exits. I have a magic map, but it will only take me where I have already journeyed.
  • What, good soul. What difficulty?
  • Consider it done, thank you good sage.
  • Pardon me good sage, but could you please recount the item which I must gain for you.
  • Thank you, I shall!
  • Is there wise sage, anymore you can tell me.
  • I have gained the lodestone wise sage.
  • I shall good sage, I am more than grateful.
  • What is this odd contrivance, and what purpose would that lodestone and hovering crystal serve?
  • That leads back to the swamp.
  • This wall, it looks different than the others.
  • Good sir, why do you toil so hard?
  • I hope you success, sir.
  • Pardon me, are you searching for something?
  • An exit?
  • I wish you good luck, good sir.
  • What do you dig for, good sir?
  • I wish you much success, sir.
  • Hello, there!
  • Good gnome, hello!
  • Hail, good gnome!
  • Tis a strange machinery!
  • Bricks fill an opening in the wall here.
  • That glowing substance, what could it be?
  • I have already obtained some.
  • There must be a large tree above, here is its root.
  • I already possess some tree root.
  • Aha, it worked!
  • There you go!
  • Tis too dark, I cannot see.
  • Tis not working, my arrows just bounce off.
  • I cannot see my opponent.
  • The Chamber of Enlightenment? A home of ancient souls...?
Barren Region
  • Alas, in what scorching land I have found myself!
  • I have traveled far good sir. Most recently from the underground Realm of the Gnomes.
  • Over yon mountains, I believe. Although my directions are assuredly confounded. Regardless tell me tradesman, what do you have to sell?
  • Perhaps, what is this basilisk you aforementioned.
  • Well sir, I might have interest in such a deed.
  • Well I shall ponder upon this matter.
  • Thank you sir.
  • Aye, we do indeed, here is my payment and my used weapon in trade.
  • Aye, I shall purchase this fine weapon, Here is my payment tradesman.
  • Tis fair enough, but I must think upon it further.
  • Beg your pardon good sir. But could you again tell which items are required in order to slay the basilisk.
  • Thank you, good sir.
  • Good tradesman, do you have any knowledge of the basilisks of the vulnerable spot?
  • Ahh, I see. Thank you.
  • Pray tell, do you have any knowledge of the exit from this sweltering land.
  • Thank you good sir. I shall be wary.
  • Hark tradesman, what have you?
  • Thank you sir, I shall do so.
  • I shall try to do so.
  • What weapons have you to sell tradesman.
  • Tell me good tradesman, what weapons have you for sell.
  • I have found a black diamond sure tradesman. Will this work?
  • Aye, good tradesman.
  • Pardon me, good tradesman. But is this what you are seeking. Tis a black diamond sure.
  • Beg your pardon, tradesman. But is this what you require. Tis a stout metal shaft sure.
  • Tradesman, I have procured a stout metal shaft. Does it meet your requirements.
  • I shall try, sir.
  • Tradesman, I do have interest in purchasing that pike.
  • It won't budge.
  • Well, I suppose tis no use to me now.
  • Egad!
  • What a spirit? Who are you?
  • I have been addressed as such before. Who is Champion Eternal.
  • Who what is his name?
  • Wait, come back!
  • What, the tunnels?
  • Take calm my lady, I shall help you.
  • How came you, here. My lady.
  • What crystal scepter?
  • How came you, fair lady?
  • To the contest then.
  • Ho, a piece of the mask!
  • Tis a fine suit of armor sure.
  • This symbol, what could it mean?
  • Zounds. Neer have I seen such a beast.
  • This must be the basilisk of which I was warned.
  • Aye, the feared basilisk is dead. But is there more to be done.
  • Tis a most foul beast.
  • He must have been a warrior of great courage.
  • I'll venture the tunnels of the fire dwarves lie beyond this door.
  • What could lie beyond this door?
  • The door is locked.
  • Where am I? Perhaps I have not ascended all the way up.
  • That elevating device seems to be steam powered.
  • I can ascend to the Frozen Reaches from here.
  • What are these peculiar objects, I cannot reach them.
  • Gadzooks, what was that?
  • Tis sturdy, I hope.
  • Loe, it extends.
  • Alas, perhaps I should take heed of the correct order.
  • What is this? A memorial stone?
  • Lo, tis the stone of order.
  • Foresooth. Tis the sacred Stone of Order.
  • Verily, this stone must have great import.
  • An empty alter, what could be missing?
  • The missing Stone of Order belongs here.
  • I wonder if this stone belongs here? Aha, it does!
  • I proudly return the Stone of Order to its rightful place.
  • Perhaps the world will begin to heal with the Stone of Order in its rightful place.
  • My lady, I'm in need of your curative powers. Here is my payment.
  • Ahh, thank you. I feel much better.
  • I beg your pardon madam, but may I ask if you are chief of this village.
  • I shall keep that in mind, your, uh, my lady.
  • Excuse me your honor, how much do you charge for your healing powers.
  • Ah, I remember now, thank you.
  • What a strange object.
  • Do you have any thoughts as to where the Stone of Order might be found sir.
  • Aye, I understand. Thank you.
  • Pray tell, sir. What place is this.
  • Sanctuary of the Stone of Order. But sir, I do not perceive it.
  • The stone has disappeared. Tell me sir, do you have knowledge of its whereabouts?
  • Sir, perhaps, I might try to seek it.
  • Thank you for your faith sir. I quest is to restore the world to proper order. I shall not stop until the deed is done.
  • Ho, there.
  • I have found this Stone of Order. Shall I entrust it to you sir.
  • Aye, sir. Twill be done.
  • You have a fine forge sir.
  • Sir, I have need of a metal shaft for a pike. I was informed you might be of help in this regard.
  • I am impressed with your fine forge sir.
  • I am sure. Thank you sir.
  • Sir I have need of a metal shaft for a pike. Can you fashion such for me?
  • Thank you sir. Indeed this metal shaft appears robust sure.
  • I am grateful for help sir. I shall not pester you further.
  • No sir, I have all I need. Thank you.
  • Hail, good sir!
  • These symbols, is there a pattern here?
  • Tis some type of locking mechanism.
  • What undulating rocks. How can I cross them.
  • Zounds. What's this?
  • What enchantment is this?
  • There must be a pattern.
  • No entrance here.
  • He must have fallen from above.
  • Woah, tis sweltering in here.
  • Tis locked.
  • Hmm, these symbols.
  • These pipes they seem to be steam vents.
Frozen Reaches
  • This is a frigid land sure.
  • Unhand her, knave!
  • I am honored to meet you again, Queen Freesa. But may I ask why are you in a land so incompatible with your own.
  • I am curious about this Gryph you spoke of, Your Majesty. Are such beings your foes?
  • I might have interest in attempting such a rescue, Your Majesty.
  • Quite a task, Your Majesty. But I shall do my utmost.
  • Queen Freesa, do you know where your crystal scepter might be found?
  • Thank you, Your Majesty. I shall.
  • Queen Freesa, where did you say the Gryph King is imprisoned?
  • Thank you, Your Majesty.
  • Queen Freesa, whither can I exit your realm.
  • How now, there must be. I must journey to the Realm of the Sun and return the Mask of Eternity.
  • Aye, Your Majesty. I shall do so.
  • Pray tell, what causes your crystal dragon to fly.
  • Aye, Your Majesty. Thank you.
  • Is this your crystal scepter, Queen Freesa.
  • I understand, Your Majesty. Thank you.
  • Alas, I can't decipher these letters.
  • Aye, Your Majesty.
  • Aye, Your Majesty. But first pray tell, who is Thork?
  • I see you escaped the citadel in safety, Your Majesty.
  • Twas the least I could do, Your Majesty.
  • I am honored, good king.
  • Pardon me, good king. But have you heard of the Realm of the Sun. I must return the sacred Mask of Eternity there.
  • Aye, I shall do so immediately. Thank you, Your Majesty.
  • Sorry to bother you, Your Majesty. But where did you say I might seek a route to the Realm of the Sun.
  • I shall sire, thank you again.
  • Wait, within the citadel?
  • Where, not here?
  • Aha! Another mask piece.
  • By my oath, what goes here?
  • Such a beautiful glowing stone.
  • This must be a beautiful blue adamant.
  • Combine the jewel of fire with icy water, to produce magical steam to melt the impervious ice.
  • Only a blade of fire, can sever the heads of the drake.
  • Zounds! A flaming sword in a block of ice. How can I obtain it.
  • What is this strange device?
  • Tis not lightning but it may work.
  • What is this amazing structure?
  • There is a small depression here.
  • The door, oh I see. I shall open it promptly dragon.
  • Thank you, dragon.
  • This must be Queen Freesa's crystal dragon. What did she say would cause it to fly, a crystal scepter?
  • Tell me dragon, which are the means to open this door.
  • Good dragon, may I presume transport back across the great lake.
  • Aye, I do dragon. Queen Freesa has entrusted it to me. I understand you can fly me across the great lake.
  • Ho, good gryph.
  • Alack, the heads do not die.
  • By the virtues, a two headed dragon. Ne'er have such a sight.
  • Good the fire from my blade sealed shut those wounds. The dragon will terrorize no more.
  • I can descend to the torrid realm from here.
  • That door how can I open it?
  • Hmm, that chain is broken.
  • Tis an enormous lake. I cannot see across it.
  • I should move cautiously across the thin ice of this pond.
  • This looks well secured. I see no means of opening it.
  • Zounds! Never have I seen lightning in a device before.
  • There must be a key somewhere.
  • The door is locked.
  • Could be a locking device. I see a slot, perhaps something fits there.
  • Aye, it worked. I hope it will not break.
  • There is a wide gap here.
  • Tis a bad place for such a wide gap.
  • I have an idea.
  • Aha, success!
  • Good heavens, a veritable paradise.
Temple
  • By my oath, am I really here in the Realm of the Sun.
  • Could these be the Archons of which the prophet Hector spoke? The guardians of the Mask of Eternity.
  • I know not the answer, I shall seek it.
  • Truth is mighty, and shall prevail.
  • Extraordinary, tis really a sacred well.
  • Strange, no opponent.
  • Aye, the final mask piece.
  • I shall seek the answer.
  • A mind enlightened gains the Light of Life.
  • By my faith, another key.
  • I cannot read it, tis too dark here.
  • The key to enlightenment is knowledge.
  • I know not how, yet.
  • Order is unity, and therefore perfect harmony.
  • I have no intention of dieing, Lucreto.
  • And so you think.
  • Alas, tis locked.
  • Egad.
  • That foul cauldron creates these nasty devils.
  • Egad. The vision in the witch's cauldron.
  • Vile cauldron, can I stop it.
  • This looks to be a sacred sun alter.
  • Ho, what is this?
  • My, arrows they have no effect.
  • That fiend, it taunts me.
  • A golden sword, but how can I reach it?
  • A golden sword.
  • It disappeared.
  • Tis locked, there must be a key.
  • What is this?
  • I must discern the proper order.

MiscellaneousEdit

  • I have no time to trifle with that.
  • This will not work.
  • I am not close enough.
  • Aha!
  • A weapon will not help me here.
  • I don't see anything here to climb.
  • I am not near anything to climb.
  • A mushroom with curative properties.
  • I value freedom from this evil imprisonment I shall not stop until this madness is destroyed.
  • I value freedom from this evil imprisonment.
  • This potion will reveal for me objects of deception, illusion, or invisibility.
  • This potion will increase my strength during battle.
  • The elixir of life possesses valuable healing properties.
  • A currency of gold coins.
  • What is the source of this errant golden object.
  • I have found the first of five pieces of the Mask of Eternity.
  • I possess two of five pieces of the Mask of Eternity.
  • Three of five mask pieces are now in my possession.
  • I now possess four of five Mask of Eternity pieces.
  • I have found all five pieces of the Mask of Eternity.
  • Sacred water contains excellent healing qualities.
  • A crystal with healing properties.
  • This potion will render me invisible to those lesser evil beings who would attack me.
  • This potion will help shield me against all attacks.
  • This iron lock is covered with rust.
  • I carry a hero's ring.
  • I bare ashes from a torch.
  • I carry a sacred flame.
  • A rope and a hook could prove useful for climbing.
  • I possess a magical ring of illumination.
  • I carry Lord Azriel's key.
  • I have fetched some green mold.
  • I carry a broken piece of iron shield.
  • A piece of iron shield covered in rust.
  • I bring with me a hearing horn.
  • I carry a fine dagger.
  • This is a slice of golden mushroom.
  • A rock could be very useful.
  • This lock is made of iron.
  • This is a sharp axe.
  • This lodestone has magnetic qualities.
  • This small crystal pyramid sparkles brilliantly.
  • I have acquired a black diamond. The black heart of a dragon.
  • I carry a chunk of amberglow.
  • I carry the tongue of a basilisk.
  • I have a glowing fire gem.
  • I have found pipe cap.
  • This is Queen Freesas crystal scepter.
  • I have found a key of granite.
  • This is a blue adamant.
  • I have found a jailer's key.
  • An amulet with deciphering abilities.
  • The protective value of my armor.
  • I do not yet possesses any protective armor.
  • I possess a heavy mace.
  • This is an efficient broadsword.
  • My inventory of rocks.
  • The value of my gold currency.
  • I own a powerful double-edged sword.
  • I have obtained a chunk of tree root.
  • I carry a large battle axe.
  • This is a fierce warhammer.
  • I bare a piece of the mask of eternity.
  • I possess my two fists to fight.
  • This pike has a sharp tip of black diamond.
  • This is a powerful long sword.
  • I possess a searing flame sword.
  • I bare the sword and shield of truth.
  • I yet carry no ranged weapons.
  • I bare a small compound crossbow.
  • I possess Azriel's throwing hammer.
  • I have a small handheld crossbow.
  • I carry a powerful longbow.
  • This is a heavy compound crossbow.
  • I possess a fiery flamebow
  • This crossbow shoots bolts of ice.
  • I have the lever of life.
  • I have seen such before.
  • What could be the function of this peculiar device?
  • Lo, a place to use map. Later on I may be able to magically transport from here.
  • Lo, a place to use my map. I can magically transport from here.
  • I possess a magic map.
  • I do not yet possess a map.
  • By using my magic map, I can travel to another realm.
  • I have yet not discovered a place of magical transport here.
  • Magical travel is not possible within the same realm
  • Zounds!
  • How now, the gnomic terromancer was right. There is indeed a new exit.
  • I hold a round key.
  • I carry a square key.
  • I possess a triangle key.
  • I have acquired the feather of truth.
  • I have found a feather.
  • I bring with me a skull.
  • I possess a square golden key.
  • I have a circular golden key.
  • I carry a large silver bell.
  • I possess a hefty brass key.
  • I am armed with a crossbow.
  • A scroll of magical instruction for a spell of might.
  • A small crystal pyramid dimmed by a mysterious darkness.
  • I carry a magnificent horn of a unicorn.
  • I bare a parchment inscribed with the symbol of the planet Jupiter.
  • This is a stout shaft of magical metal.
  • Permanent Spell of Might: Need a morsel of giant golden mushroom, a blue adamant, the tongue of a basilisk. Combine these under the blast of a lightning bolt.
  • I carry a clouded crystal shard.
  • The tablet of knowledge void of its precepts.
  • I carry a small medallion depicting the Mask of Eternity.
  • I bare the key of truth.
  • This is the key of light.
  • I carry the key of order.
  • I carry a sword of the lake.
  • The severed hand of an evil creature of darkness.
  • I am lightly protected by leather.
  • I possess light chain mail.
  • I am protected by a full suit of chain mail.
  • I possess solid plate mail.
  • I am well protected by bronze plate.
  • I have protection with a full suit of armor.
  • I am fully protected by the armor of light.
  • I have fetched a large key.
  • 'Tis empty.
  • I possess a bow and arrows.
  • I possess a golden ladle.
  • I carry a shard of ice.
  • I possess a lever made of ice.
  • The tablet of knowledge with the precept of truth.
  • The tablet of knowledge with the precepts of truth and light.
  • The tablet of knowledge with the precepts of truth, light and order.
  • I carry the chalice of order.
  • Testing, testing, is this thing on?

RavenEdit

  • Caw

SarahEdit

  • Good morn, Conner.
  • Oh about the same. You know mother.
  • Wait Conner, a sudden wind!
  • What's that?

GrahamEdit

  • Ahh, I see we are running a surplus in grain this year. Excellent!
  • We must begin construction immediately on a new silo.
  • Tell me what does it reveal?

Daventry OfficialEdit

  • Aye, Your Majesty. Tis indeed good tidings for Daventry.
  • Aye, Sire. Consider it done.
  • Egad, King Graham...the Magic Mirror!
  • Woe betide us Sire, a bad omen.

WizardEdit

  • Come closer, lad!
  • Come closer, lad! I cannot hear you from such a distance!
  • Never mind Dante, he just tries to be helpful.
  • I am a wizard, lad...a very good one. I knew the vile tempest was approaching and swiftly conjured a countering spell, although, as you can see, 'twasn't enough.
  • 'Twas a magic of Darkness. The Mask of Eternity has suffered a terrible fate; 'twas destroyed by an evil entity which has since taken up quarters in the Mask's sanctum sanctorum.
  • Well, 'twas five...but YOU now possess one. That leaves four.
  • Indeed. Now, Chaos reigns, and the vile spirits who rule the elements are free to cause mayhem o'er the land. Mortals like you now find themselves trapped within rocks and stones.
  • But, YOU, lad, have been chosen to perform the sacred task of finding the remaining four pieces of the Mask of Eternity and returning the Mask to its most holy sanctuary. The Mask itself, 'twould seem, has chosen you.
  • 'Tis, my friend, for YOU to discover. I know no more. I can, however, conjure you a magic map which will aid you in travel throughout the land. Behold!
  • You, lad, have been chosen to perform the sacred task of finding the remaining pieces of the Mask of Eternity and then returning the Mask to its most holy sanctuary.
  • You have given me a sacred flame. Seekest now a ring of a dead hero and ashes of a torch.
  • You have presented me with a sacred flame and ashes of a torch. Now seekest a ring of a dead hero.
  • I have possession of a sacred flame and a hero's ring. Seekest further the ashes of a torch.
  • I hold the ashes of a torch. Seekest now a flame from a sacred place and a ring of a dead hero.
  • You have brought me a hero's ring and ashes of a torch. I further require a flame from a sacred place.
  • I now possess a ring of a dead hero. Further seekest a flame from a sacred place and ashes of a torch.
  • Good work, lad.
  • Aye, lad. 'Twill work wonders.
  • Aye, 'tis good, lad.
  • Good, all three items. Now, lad, behold!
  • By all the spirits of the light, brighten the darkness of the night.
  • You are welcome, lad. Good luck.
  • Well, then, off with you! Return when you wish to converse further.
  • Ah, I see you have seen fit to return and finish our previous discussion. As I was saying...
  • Come around, lad...to where I can see you.
  • Alas, lad, gold will not aid me now.
  • That is a piece of the sacred Mask of Eternity, lad.
  • Interesting...Sir James' ring. May you find a good use for it.
  • Torch ashes?! What good are those?
  • Well...you might find a use for that church candle.
  • This crystal you bring... I feel it holds an unspeakable evil.
  • It seems you have found a horn of a unicorn, lad. Perchance a unicorn is missing its horn!
  • Hmmm...you have visited my house, I see; a torn page from my spell book. Well, regardless, it appears to hold a spell of revelation.
  • Ah, I see you found my bell, although, you needn't carry it around. It fits a structure on my island.
  • Sorry, lad, I have no knowledge of that.
  • Aye...the Dimension of Death. It is said a monstrous Shadow Bane guards the threshold, and that it cannot be slain by any weapon. It can only be dispelled through the means of magical illumination.
  • I can concoct a magical illumination spell, lad. Go! Bring me a flame from a sacred place, the ring of a dead hero, and the ashes of a torch.
  • Seek you a flame from a sacred place, a ring of a dead hero, and ashes of a torch.
  • Only the Ring of Illumination can dispel the Shadow Bane which guards the threshold to the Dimension of Death.

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  • How now! A magical scroll of Might. Keep it careful, for with it you can obtain the might of ten men.

AzrielEdit

  • Thou, young mortal? Thou art the Champion Eternal? Methought thou wouldst be more...regal.
  • I am known as Azriel, Lord of the Dimension of Death. But now, I fear I rule over naught. My guards...they have revolted. They have fallen under the influence of wickedness. And the souls they once shepherded...they run amok!
  • Thou knowest. The Mask of Eternity...it hath been ravaged. Corruption hath triumphed. But thou, Sir Champion, hast been chosen to defeat this vile wickedness. And I can aid thee.
  • Here is my key to unlock the gate to the Compound of Death. On its far side, thou shalt find the River of Death. Cross it to continue thy journey to the Realm of the Sun.
  • Aye, 'tis the sacred realm of the Mask of Eternity.
  • Unhappily, I know not.
  • Assuredly, Sir Champion. Farewell to thee.
  • Hail, Deliverer! Thou hast freed me and healed the Sacred Heart. The bloodletting hath ceased.
  • Truly,thou art the Champion Eternal; the Scales have proven thus. In the name of Victory, Sir Champion, I wish you good speed.

JamesEdit

  • Hark, fellow Champion! Seek ye the Dimension of Death. Find the door of divine origin, the urn will reveal the way.
  • The Dimension of Death, Sir Champion. Find the door of divine origin; the urn will reveal the way.
  • The Bane of Shadows and Death have no element. I know naught.
  • I have no need for gold, Sir Knight.
  • Avail my ring in your quest for righteousness, Sir Champion.
  • I know naught of that.

Lady of the LakeEdit

  • To the Champion Eternal.

Unicorn/Ugly BeastEdit

  • A pox on thee! I am a magnificent unicorn, NOT a pathetic beast!
  • Aye!...although, woe is me, I have lost my horn...and my appearance besides.
  • In the name of bedlam, sir, I was simply eating grass when a horrible tempest struck and tossed me violently.
  • After it cleared, whilst I was momentarily confused and muddled, a vile swamp witch crept out of yon pond and swiped my horn. The loss of it hath rendered me a most hideous beast, as thou canst plainly see.
  • Indubitably. My true form wouldst be returned to its full and natural glory.
  • I am grateful, sir, although I will not hold out much hope.
  • By the Lord of Darkness, sir traveler, 'twould be no use. Verily, King Graham and his family have suffered the same fate as the rest of Daventry's mortal inhabitants.
  • Besides, the road to the castle is now blocked as a result of that vile storm.
  • In truth, sir, I DO have knowledge of a secret entrance, although I think 'twould be best to avoid it. Howe'er, I shall tell thee. Behind the waterfall thou shalt find a passage to Castle Daventry.
  • I know naught else. Just...be careful, good sir.
  • A pox on thee. Walk away then...
  • Good, thou hast returned. I had been saying...
  • No! I cannot believe it! Methought it gone forever!
  • Sir knight, I wish to thank thee for the return of my horn. As though canst see, my true form hath been restored.
  • To show my gratitude, I present to thee this small crystal pyramid. It once sparkled clear and bright, but since the evil magic, it hath dimmed and darkened; I know not why. Perhaps, though canst seek the cause?
  • By the Lord of Sunshine, 'tis evident thou art the one chosen. Be well, and good speed.
  • My UNICORN horn!
  • Alack, a wicked swamp witch slithered out of yon water and snatched my horn whilst I was bewildered from the effects of the horrible tempest. Indeed, she even fouled the water with her deadly poison.
  • Oh, woe! I only know that she is not from Daventry.

ArchonsEdit

  • Hail, Connor of Daventry.
  • It is not of consequence who I am. It is of import who thou art, o Champion Eternal.
  • The Mask of Eternity will reveal such knowledge to thee...in time. But, I must warn thee, the Evil One awaits, he who was once our most revered leader. he desires thee dead...
  • Thou wilt learn his name. I am loath to speak it. He is evil incarnate; he destroyed the Mask...he who was once its protector. And he have imprisoned us, his acolytes. He will find thee, Connor; he will send his vile minions. Seek the pieces of the Mask. Only with the Mask canst thou triumph...
  • Seek the Mask piece, Connor of Daventry. The fire dwarves of the tunnels have keep of it.
  • Hail, Connor of Daventry. Seek thou the mask piece. It lies concealed within the mountain citadel.
  • Hearken, Connor of Daventry. Thou art not prepared for entry into the Realm of the Sun. Though hast not yet obtained all pieces of the Mask. Go! Seekest though in previous realms.
  • Hail, Champion Eternal! Thou hast completed thy worldly tasks. Thou art now prepared for entry to the Realm of the Sun. Behold...!
  • "The Mask of Eternity holds all power."
  • "Lucreto hath coveted power."
  • "He knew we wouldst be performing our devotions."
  • "We are imprisoned...we are powerless."
  • "Lucreto...he hath betrayed us."
  • "The foul River of Death is here...in the temple."
  • "The Chalice of Order provides the light immortal."
  • "The Armor of Light can protect against Lucreto".
  • "The precepts are the keys."
  • "Only the Sword of Truth can battle Lucreto."
  • "Seek the Tablet. Regain the missing precepts."
  • "The precepts have vanished from the Tablet of Knowledge."
  • "Only the Black Abyss...can vanquish him."
  • "Immortal Lucreto cannot be slain."
  • "Seek the alter within the Inner Sanctum."
  • "The Mask must be regained and returned to its alter."
  • "A Champion Eternal shall come. He shall free us."
  • "The sun...is vanished. All is darkness and evil."
  • "Lucreto hath caused the Mask's destruction."
  • Behold, the Hall of Truth. Have faith, o Champion. In trust is Truth.
  • Lo, Champion, the Hall of Light. Thou shalt not walk in darkness, but shalt have the light of knowledge.
  • Behold, the Hall of Order, o Champion. He who does not correct small faults, shall not control great ones.
  • Thou shalt not enter the Inner Sanctum without the Sword of Truth, the Armor of Light, or Chalice of Order. Go! Seek them!
  • Seek thou the fifth piece of the Mask of Eternity. Thou shalt not enter the Inner Sanctum without it.
  • Lo, Champion Eternal, the door to the Inner Sanctum of the Mask.

MudgeEdit

  • Greetings, Champion Eternal!
  • I am King Mudge. This swamp is my realm, and all here are my subjects. I understand you slew the vile witch...
  • Wonderful! I couldn't TOLERATE that old biddy; 'specially after she poisoned our lovely swamp! But now, because of you, our water is pure once more. I wish to express my supreme gratitude, Sir Champion.
  • Stay! We must quickly devise your exit. Now, Champion, behold...the portal to underground Realm of the Gnomes!

GnomeEdit

  • There was an earthquake and the exit from our realm was blocked. I dig to find a way out.
  • I am digging an exit from our land.
  • Aye, a terrible quake caused a cave-in. Now we have no way out.
  • A way out, outlander. After a great tremblor shook our world, we are now imprisoned here.
  • Do not bother me with that, outlander. I am too busy.
  • I got no need for that, human.
  • That ain't nothin' I need, traveler.
  • Come closer, human!
  • Over here, human!
  • Over here, outlander!

Sage GnomeEdit

  • How now! What is a mortal such as yerself doing here in the land of the gnomes?
  • Ah, the Mask...I have heard of it. But, I can assure ye as the gnomic terramancer; 'tis not here in this realm.
  • 'Tis not a simple matter; a huge tremblor recently hit our land and cut off all exits. Let me ponder...hmmm. Ye know the whirlpool...ye've a magical map. No, I know of no other exit; 'twould have to be invented.
  • Aha! I've got it! Me terracosmic electromagnetic defibrillator! With it, I can shift the earth's magnetic pole just a tad...and for only a nanosecond. But 'twill be enough! 'Twill fool yer map into providing a new journeying point. The only difficulty is...
  • Me terracosmic apparatus...it requires a lodestone. Me old one has lost its magnetic power. If ye can find me a new one, I can help ye leave this realm.
  • Bring me a lodestone of magnetic power, journeyer.
  • 'Tis unbelievable! I did not really imagine another was to be found! Let us hope it will work...
  • Aha, success! Behold your magic map, mortal. It should reveal a new location for ye transport.
  • Nay, journeyer, there is not. Behold your magic map. It should reveal a new location for ye to transport.
  • Wait, mortal! I must explain...!
  • Ah, I see ye have returned. Now, where was I...?
  • That does not interest me, journeyer.
  • That crystal has no brilliance, journeyer. A dark cloud has obscured its light.
  • I feel a wondrous power within that golden fragment, journeyer! 'Tis an object most awesome.
  • A brilliant virtue permeates this crystal, journeyer.
  • A vile wickedness resides within that crystal, mortal.
  • Gold does not interest me, mortal.
  • Ahh, a black diamond! Ye must be a dragon slayer sure, as ye carry a dragon's black heart.
  • No weapons in here, journeyer!

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  • Nay, journeyer, there is not. Seek ye the Mask of Eternity.
  • Nay, journeyer, there is not. Go. Seek ye the Mask of Eternity.

Weapon GnomeEdit

  • Hail, outlander. May I aid ye in the purchase of arms?
  • Behold me wares. Here now, ye may inspect 'em. Just leave yer old weapon whilst doing so.
  • An assortment, outlander. Behold me wares. Ye may inspect 'em if ye wish. Just leave yer old weapon whilst doing so.
  • Aye, the war hammer...me VERY BEST weapon. 'Twill crush anything sure...even stones! For ye, sir, just 400 gold coins and the trade-in of yer old weapon.
  • Aye, the war hammer...me VERY BEST weapon. 'Twill crush anything, sure...even stones! For ye, sir, just 430 gold coins.
  • 'Twould be 400 gold coins and the trade-in of yer old weapon fer this FINE war hammer.
  • 'Twould be 430 gold coins fer this FINE war hammer, outlander.
  • Come back later, outlander.
  • Hail, outlander! What can I do for ye?
  • 'Tis a fine weapon, outlander! This small compound crossbow can pierce a heart from a great distance! A bargain at only 200 gold coins...and the trade-in of yer old weapon.
  • 'Twould be 200 gold coins, sir...plus the trade-in of yer old weapon.
  • Ye are truly quick! Me heavy compound crossbow is the finest crafted. 'Tis so quick and sure yer enemies will not know what struck 'em! On sale -- today only! just 300 gold coins and the trade-in of yer old weapon. What say ye?
  • I need 300 gold coins and the trade-in of yer old weapon, traveler.
  • Tut, a pity. Here is yer old weapon back.
  • I have interest in naught but gold or weapons.
  • Hold now, methinks ye have not the funds!
  • Thank ye, good man. A fine choice.
  • Sorry, me friend. I am completely sold out.
  • Sorry, friend. Ye've already purchased the last of me stock.
  • A shoddy piece of work, that shield.

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  • Ahh, I see your back. I've been saying...
  • Pray, put away your weapon outlander.
  • Sorry outlander, I wouldn't feel right taking your excellent pike from you in trade. Come back later.

Apothecary GnomeEdit

  • Hail, stranger. May I help ye?
  • I am the apothecary, stranger. A purveyor of potions, magicks, alchemical formulae and long-lost spells. Behold me purgatives, curatives, restoratives, potions, powders, and other such. Whiche'er is it ye be wanting?
  • Ah...the Essence of Sun Tzu. 'Tis a very potent power-enhancer, stranger. Verily, I was thinking of removing it from sale altogether.
  • Well...I suppose 'twould be aright. But afore I sell ye such, I beg a task of ye.
  • I require stock of three items. Bring me a piece of tree root, an object of iron, and a fragment of amberglow. If ye do this, I shall then see fit to sell ye me Essence of Sun Tzu.
  • 'Tis the Essence of Sun Tzu. A powerful strength enhancer it is. But afore I sell it to ye, I have need of three items: an object of iron, some tree root, and a bit of amberglow.
  • Aye, deliver me a piece of tree root, an object made of iron, and a fragment of amberglow.
  • Verily, I still need a piece of tree root and a fragment of amberglow.
  • Ye've almost made it. Only a bit of amberglow is yet missing.
  • Aye, stranger. A piece of tree root is still needed.
  • Forsooth, I yet require a piece of tree root and an object of iron.
  • Aye, friend. I yet require an object of iron and a fragment of amberglow.
  • Aye, friend. Ye have supplied me with all but an object of iron.
  • Healing crystals...aye! Very invigorating for those with deteriorating conditions.
  • Heed me price of 20 gold coins each. Ah, what a bargain!
  • Aye, traveler. 'Twould be 20 gold coins apiece, then.
  • Ah, me Potion of Strength. With it, ye'll be stronger in all ways.
  • Can be costly, but...I like yer eyes; for ye...only 50 gold coins.
  • That'll cost ye 50 gold coins.
  • Excellent selection, friend. This potion will render ye invisible to all but the keenest of eyes.
  • For ye, a mere 100 gold coins.
  • That would be 100 gold coins, traveler.
  • Aye, the Potion of Shield. A fine choice, that. 'Twill shield ye whilst under attack.
  • Behold me very low price of 75 gold coins.
  • I need 75 gold coins fer it, sir.
  • Aye...curative mushrooms. Guaranteed to restore vigor to those in need.
  • Heed me price of only 3 gold coins each.
  • Those would be 3 gold coins apiece, then.
  • That iron is interesting, friend, but ye hold it fer now.
  • A fine specimen of amberglow, friend! Hold tight to it; it may come in useful later.
  • Ye might find a use fer that tree root later, me friend, but not now.
  • I trade only in gold and apothecaries, friend.
  • What would ye like to purchase, friend?
  • Thank ye for coming, traveler.
  • Ah...perfect.
  • Excellent, me friend!
  • Aye, 'tis just right, good man!
  • Ye have done well, friend! Ye have earned the right to purchase me Essence of Sun Tzu...only 250 gold coins. What say ye?
  • Stay, stay, friend. I only agreed to SELL me Essence of Sun Tzu if ye brung back those items...not GIVE it to ye.
  • I require 250 gold coins fer it, traveler.
  • Forsooth, the Essence of Sun Tzu is MOST potent, traveler! 'Twould permanently render ye even more powerful!
  • For ye, a mere price of 250 gold coins.
  • Hark! Pray imbibe the Essence of Sun Tzu!
  • Hearken, stranger! Ye have not the money to pay for it.
  • Aye...just remove the warrior, traveler.
  • Welcome back, friend. What would ye like?
  • Wouldst ye like another?
  • Ah, a lodestone! As ye should know, it has magnetic properties.

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  • Thank ye, friend.
  • No need for weapons here, friend.
  • Sacred water, aye. Verily a good option there, sir. Highly restorative. Best for those in dire need.
  • Lo, me price of 75 gold coins only.
  • That will be 75 gold coins, sir.
  • Ahh, we have here the Elixer of Life. Extremely rare, friend, but unsurpassed in regenerative powers.
  • Very costly I assure you. But for ye, a special price of only 100 gold coins.
  • That will be 100 gold coins, sir.
  • The potion of revealment. Potent sir but very rare indeed. Twould enable you to see invisible presences and objects.
  • Costly tis true, but for ye a price of a mere 200 gold coins.
  • That will be 200 gold coins, sir.

HectorEdit

  • Connor, thou art the savior, the Champion Eternal. I, the prophet, Hector, speak to thee from the distant eons of time.
  • As though hearest my words, my race will have long since turned to dust, but a message, from the Mask of Eternity itself, I leave to thee. Though art here because the cataclysm have come to pass, as the Mask itself hath foretold.
  • Though art on a quest for the return of the Mask to its sacred shrine in the Realm of the Sun. The Mask of Eternity always was, and have always been.
  • All power is contained within the Mask, it is the connection to Truth, Light, and Order. As the Mask have prophesied, its destruction came at the hand of one of its own archons.
  • Absolute power is a compelling corrupter, that which was coveted by one whom the Mask trusted completely, one upon whom the Mask depended for its very existence.
  • Now that betrayer watches and waits...waits for thee, Connor, the Champion Eternal. Take though this crystal. It will prove vital for completing thy quest.

LucretoEdit

  • Mortal...dost thou presume to foil ME? Hah! Go run to thy mother, stripling!
  • Ha, ha, ha, ha...
  • My children of Darkness, I require thy service. A human male wilt infiltrate. I want his prompt death.
  • I hear thy thoughts, Uriel. Though thinkest thy Champion Eternal will come and save thee from my thrall. Hah!
  • He shall not EVER make it past my Children of Darkness. And thy precious Mask; it shall not help thee. Its power is now MINE...forever!
  • Fie on thee, Thork! Stand thyself up, thou...blubbering idiot!
  • Thou art a scoundrel and an oaf, do not anger me!
  • I require thy service, Thork. A human male wilt infiltrate thy mountain citadel. I want his prompt death. I can rely on thee and thy battalions...can I not?
  • Good. Remember, Thork...I shall be watching...
  • Finally we meet, mortal. I must commend thee, thou hast proven more stalwart than I thought. 'Twill be a shame to see once such as thee DIE.
  • Foul CUR!!
  • NOOOO!!
  • Thou shalt pay, swine!
  • Hah! The Mask! It will NOT shield thee, puny cur!
  • Thou wilt NOT get away with this!
  • Ha, ha, ha, ha...
  • AAIIIIEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!!!!

ThorkEdit

  • A-aye...me lord.
  • N-nay, lord, never would I...n-no! To w-what do I owe the honor of yer visit, m-my...liege?
  • A-aye...of course, of course, me lord. Whatever ye wish. Consider it done, your...holiness.
  • Sentry!!
  • Go! Bring me my commander!
  • Drat, a human! Now...how to find him?
  • Prepare to die, mortal!

Ice OrcsEdit

  • Take yer last breath, interloper!
  • Trespasser, feel me might!
  • Die, ye gutless, puny swine!
  • Say yer prayers, ratsbane!
  • Begone, ye venomous varlet!
  • Taste me steel, outlander!
  • Where are ye, varlet?
  • Aye, sir!
  • Aye, aye, sir!

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  • Show yourself, and fight like an orc!
  • What's going on here?

Fire DwarvesEdit

  • A sacrifice, fool...and da sacrifice is you!
  • Intruder! Ye'll burn o'er a pit o' flames!
  • Dung-heaped swine, come forward and fight!
  • Ye are a fool and will soon be a dead 'un!
  • Here, worm! Prepare fer death!
  • Ye ain't leavin' here alive, rat!
  • Ya fight with da strength of a worm, pantywaist!
  • Hey, rat! Yer in our trap!
  • Welcome to hell, foolish human!
  • Hey, where are ya?!
  • Show yerself, gutless cur!
  • What's goin' on here!

Swamp WitchEdit

  • Die, toad!!

Crystal DragonEdit

  • I see thou hast the hallowed scepter.
  • I could, o bearer of the scepter, but not whilst the door is secured.
  • I know not, vested one. Thou must discern it for thyself.
  • I could.
  • Climb thou on my back, vested one, and I shall fly thee across the lake.
  • I shall wait for thee if thou shouldst need transport back.
  • Aye, thou mayest.
  • Climb thou on my back and I shall take thee.

King GryphEdit

  • Hasten, noble warrior! Release me from Thork's citadel!
  • Thork is the Lord of the Frost Orcs and master of this mountain citadel. A most foul being is he; during a sudden tempest he spied a chance to strike and did so most quickly.
  • I was caught off guard and fell into his vile clutches. Now, my gryphs run amok and chaos upsets our world. Hasten, brave knight, set me free.
  • Liberate me, Sir Knight! I must flee!
  • Make haste, brave sir; I must be freed.
  • I prithee, Sir Knight, set me free!
  • I must return to my flock, brave knight! Release me!
  • I must be released, brave sir! I prithee, make haste!
  • Thank you, brave knight! Now, I must return to my flock and bring them order!
  • Aye, brave knight, thanks to you. And now, I have restored order to my errant flock.
  • Nay, you are very brave. One such as you is deserving of more than a mere bauble...but, that is all I have to give you: here, a blue adamant. 'Tis not much, but, I hope it may prove useful.
  • It sounds familiar... Aye, verily, I have! It exists in a domain above; in the celestial skies. 'Twould behoove you to travel to the mountain's summit. Perhaps a route could be discovered from there.
  • Travel to the mountain's summit. Perhaps a route awaits you there.
  • Come back later if you wish to talk further, Sir Knight.
  • Greetings, noble knight. During our last conversation, I had been saying...
  • The blue adamant is yours to keep, Sir Knight. I hope it proves useful.
  • Aye, the key to my cage!
  • I will not take your gold, Sir Knight.

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  • I know naught of that, noble sir.
  • We will not hurt you, you may sheaf your weapon noble sir.

GryphsEdit

  • Grrr...A man! Death to humans!
  • You have saved our king, good sir. We will be forever grateful.
  • We owe a debt of gratitude to you, sir. You have saved our king...and, therefore, our flock.
  • The flock thanks you, good sir. Now peace is possible in our land.
  • Here, Sir Knight! Over here!
  • May the blue adamant help you, good sir.
  • I have no interest in that, sir!

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  • Halt, human!

Frost NymphsEdit

  • Help! Help! Let me go!
  • Mmmmm...a big, strong man! Your kind is rare around here, Sir Knight.
  • You look to be a man on a great quest, sir! I wish you well.
  • Oooo, a warm-blooded man! Ne'er have I seen one such as you!
  • You cut an impressive figure, Sir Knight.
  • The crystal scepter belongs to Queen Freesa, Sir Knight.
  • I have no use for that, Sir Knight.
  • Oh! No weapons here, Sir Knight!

FreesaEdit

  • Help me, rescuer. Give me my freedom...
  • Free me, my savior. I prithee....
  • I prithee...
  • Pull the lever, I prithee. Free me...
  • You must free me...my rescuer...
  • I prithee...let me out....
  • Set me free, sir...I prithee...
  • Thank you, my rescuer. Those brutes have treated me most wretchedly!
  • I came seeking my lost crystal scepter. It fell down the shaft, but...ne'er did I find it!
  • No! No time for explanations! Hurry...I shall unlock this door for you! Oh! I must flee! Fare thee well, kind stranger.
  • Mercy! Do I not know you? Aye, you are the brave warrior who rescued me from certain death in the sweltering land down under. I bid you welcome, noble knight. I am Freesa, Queen of the snow nymphs.
  • My crystal scepter, Sir Knight; it fell down the steam shaft during a clash with a vicious gryph. I descended to the torrid region to recover it. Alas, before I could, I was captured...and thus you found me.
  • No, forsooth...at least, not 'til of late. The winged men are our allies. Not 'till the gryph king was captured by the hostile Lord of the Frost Orcs did chaos erupt.
  • Now leaderless, the gryphs fight among themselves and anarchy rules the land. If the gryph king could be liberated, peace would once again prevail.
  • Verily, methinks you could, brave knight. But without my crystal dragon, there is no way for you to cross the icy lake. Unhappily, without my lost crystal scepter, it will not fly.
  • If you can acquire my scepter, I give you permission to use my dragon. Then, on the other side, seek you the Frost Lord's mountain citadel and rescue the good king of the gryphs.
  • The crystal scepter, Sir Knight.
  • In the mountain stronghold of the Lord of the Ice Orcs...on the far side of the great icy lake.
  • This is the end of the world, Sir Knight. There is naught beyond. The only exit is back to the sweltering region down under.
  • Verily, I have heard of the Realm of the Sun, Sir Knight, but I know not of its location. You will have to seek it yourself.
  • Good knight, why do you leave in the midst of conversation?
  • Good, you have returned, Sir Knight. I must finish our last conversation...
  • Aye, Sir Champion, it is. Forsooth, you need it more than I do. Pray use it with my dragon so that it will fly you across the great icy lake.
  • That golden fragment, how striking! It must have awesome power...I can sense its vibrations.
  • I know nothing of that, noble sir.
  • I have no need for your gold, Sir Knight.

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  • Set me free kind stranger, and I will explain. I prithee... pull the lever over there.
  • What care I for that, pray, set me free kind sir.
  • Aye Sir, tis somewhere in the torrid region down under. To seek it you must descend the steam shaft.
  • You're weapon my lord, pray put it away.

HenchmenEdit

  • Usurper! The Mask piece; hand it over!
  • Enough talk. Give it here.
  • The Mask piece! It belongs to my Master!
  • The Mask belongs to Lucreto, underling! Give it to me!
  • The Mask belongs to my Master! It will not aid ye!
  • Halt! Hand over the Mask!
  • Yer dead, underling!
  • Die, cur!
  • Yer dead meat!
  • Halt, puny mortal!
  • I'll find ye, cur!

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  • Huh? Where are you, knave?
  • Huh? What goes here?
  • Where are ye, knave!

Unseen VoiceEdit

  • What is the power of Truth?
  • Truth is mighty and shall prevail.
  • How gainest thou the Light?
  • A mind enlightened gains the Light of Life.
  • Speak thou of Order.
  • Order is Unity and therefore Perfect Harmony.

GwennieEdit

  • I'm imprisoned, sir. I followed my brother to this horrible place, but now I don't know where he is...!
  • I...I hid behind a gravestone in Daventry and watched as my broter went into the church. A moment later, he rushed out and ran into the mausoleum.
  • He didn't see me...so I ran in behind him. I saw him slip through a magical door...and I followed, but now I fear he is dead.
  • A-all right, sir. But...how? Those monsters imprisoned me here and I cannot leave!
  • Aye, sir. I trust you.
  • Aye, sir, but how can I leave this...this prison?
  • No, sir...I know the way. I can run fast. Those monsters won't catch me!
  • Aye, kind sir. Thank you...!
  • Gweenie, good sir. I'm glad to be home, but something is wrong! Daventry is dark and all the people are turned to stone...even my parents!
  • I believe in you, sir knight. Oh, I almost forgot, my father's gold!...see there, on the table! Please take it, I know he would approve.
  • Aye, good sir. Do not worry about me. I shall stay here...safe and sound.
  • I cannot take that from you, sir.
  • No, sir. I'm not allowed to take gold.
  • Aaaiiii, a skull!

LadEdit

  • Pray, sir...come closer.
  • Nooo...I'm at Death's Door. I found an entrance from...Daventry. My......small sister followed me there. I pray she's still alive.
  • I was searching for...the Hammer of Azriel. Without it...you can ne'er cross the River of Death. You must...find it.....

Old/young guyEdit

  • Woe betide us, young fellow, all is lost; hope...dreams...aspirations. Naught is left but a dim spark of faith.
  • I am this spark; personified in the aspect of the once-proud people who long ago inhabited these tunnels. But, as thou canst see, even I am dwindling away.
  • Foolish lad, faith is not something to be "found". It needs to be ignited and then imbedded deep within the very soul of all people. Only the Enlightened One can accomplish such a deed.
  • The Incorruptible One who would gain the Light of Life. 'Twould restore faith, hope, and new beginnings to humanity.
  • It is everywhere...and nowhere. The Enlightened One would know the answer.
  • I have not yet given up. Thank thee, lad.
  • I cannot answer that, young fellow. Only the Enlightened One would have such knowledge.
  • That golden object! A feeling of hope flows from it. Protect it well, lad.
  • That crystal! Take it away! It signals the end of all hope.
  • That would be of no use to thee. Only those with hope can utilize those crystals. Still...I feel faint stirrings within me.
  • I care not for that, young fellow.
  • Thou art truly the begetter and manifestor of the Light! The Light!...which carries the soul through the darkness and into the light of a new dawn. Hope and Faith will serve humanity once more.
  • Thou hast earned the right to enter the Chamber of Enlightenment. Behold...!
  • My role hath been fulfilled. I return now to my place in the spirit-world of ancient souls. Fare thee well, Champion of Light!
  • Lo, the Enlightened One has appeared at last! My faith hath been restored!
  • Thou hast returned, lad. Let me continue...
  • Walk away then. What care I...

Armorer GnomeEdit

  • Ho, friend! Are you interested in purchasing me wares?
  • I deal in armor, me friend, the finest in the realm! Verily, ye may don and inspect 'em for possible purchase.
  • A variety, friend, the best in the land! Verily, ye may don and inspect 'em for possible purchase.
  • I only deal with gold or armor, friend.
  • Excellent choice! Be assured yon chain mail suit will guard ye during the fiercest of battles. I can offer it to ye at only 175 gold coins. What say ye?
  • That will be 175 gold coins, traveler.
  • Excellent choice! Be assured yon chain mail suit will guard ye during the fiercest of battles. I can offer it to ye at only 150 gold coins and the trade-in of yer used protective gear. What say ye?
  • That will be 150 gold coins and the trade-in of yer used protective gear, outlander.
  • Aye, me FINEST breastplate; crafted of the highest-quality plate mail! Naught can pierce it but the most severe of strikes. I can sell it to ye at 300 gold coins. A good buy, I assure ye.
  • I require 300 gold coins for it, traveler.
  • Aye, me FINEST breastplate; crafted of the highest-quality plate mail! Naught can pierce it but the most severe of strikes. I can sell it to ye at 250 gold coins and the trade-in of yer used breastplate. A good buy, I assure ye.
  • I require 250 gold coins and the trade-in of yer used breastplate for it, traveler.
  • Ye are quick fer sure! Me bronze breastplate will guard ye 'gainst the hardest of blows. For ye, sir... only 400 gold coins.
  • 'Twill be 400 gold coins for me bronze breastplate.
  • Ye are quick for sure! Me bronze breastplate will guard ye 'gainst the hardest of blows. For ye, sir, only 350 gold coins...plus the trade-in of yer used breastplate.
  • 'Twill be 350 gold coins plus the trade-in of yer used breastplate.
  • Come back later, friend!
  • Woe the day! Well...maybe later.
  • Thank ye, good friend.
  • Hold! Ye have not enough gold for it!
  • Welcome back, traveler.
  • Sorry, me friend, but ye've cleaned me out.
  • Ahh, a fragment of shield. Not well made, I would say.

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  • I see yer back, as I was saying...
  • There ain't no need for weapons here, me friend.

WispsEdit

  • Come closer, stranger!
  • Swamp wisps, stranger.
  • Aye, we pollinate flowers, drink honeydew, annoy frogs, but of MOST import, we collect secrets.
  • 'Tis our passion!
  • All around! One just needs to know where to seek.
  • We DO avoid the witch's cove; she has been 'specially nasty since the dreadful tempest.
  • Forsooth...and her poisonous water makes us so ill!
  • Tut, we know something which can guard against poisonous swamp water...in return for a nice, juicy secret.
  • Yes...a secret. Bring us a delicious secret and we shall give you an antidote for the poisonous water.
  • Assuredly! Bring us a delectable secret and we'll give you an antidote for the poisonous swamp water.
  • Well, I never! How rude of him!
  • So, you've come back then, have you? Now, where were we? Oh, yes...!
  • We have no use for that, stranger. We only like secrets.
  • Oh, do tell, do tell!
  • No!!
  • Oh, bravo, bravo, an astonishing secret! And now, good stranger...your reward.
  • Lo, yon blossom!
  • Aye, sir. Eat this blossom. 'Twill protect you 'gainst the witch's poisonous water.
  • Oh, I am so excited...wait till Mudge hears!
  • Oh, the Swamp King, of course! You really MUST find him!
  • Welllll...we have a secret for YOU!
  • Yes...for YOU!
  • Find the Golden Ladle, stranger. It has powers to cleanse the poisonous water.
  • No, stranger, 'tis all we need!
  • Ohhh! Is that?...is that?
  • Aye...'tis the Mask of Eternity. Oh! Take care of it, stranger; 'tis MOST revered!
  • Hello, stranger! We heard a rumor that you slew the evil witch. Is that true?
  • Oh, I knew it! I TOLD you wisps he was the one! And look how clean the water is now!
  • Absolutely delectable!
  • Good-bye!
  • Aye, tell, tell!!

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  • Noooo!

Oracle of the TreeEdit

  • Hail...Connor of Daventry.
  • I am...the Oracle of the Tree. I know...all; I speak...seldom.
  • My Prophesies are...only for those deserving.
  • Thou art...but only for the gift of a gold piece.
  • He is more noble that deserves...than he that receives benefits.
  • One...gold piece.
  • Where the Mask once sat...now doth sit a Pretender.
  • Deeds are fruits...words are but leaves.
  • Strength and righteousness...grow stronger by being tried.
  • Where the sinner cannot come, he shall send.
  • He that doeth evil, abhorreth the light.
  • He who coveted all...hath now brought on sin.
  • Thou shalt go...thou shalt return. Never shalt thou perish.
  • The Mask shall deliver victory...unto the hand of the righteous.
  • The Father of demons and abominations...before the altar stands.
  • He that would enter into a higher realm...must have a good key.
  • The Virtue of the Golden Ladle is within you. It shall purge the poison and restore the purity.
  • That is all...Connor of Daventry. I speak no more.
  • Only gold, Connor of Daventry.
  • The Mask of Eternity is that which is...has been...and shall be. Its veil...no one has lifted. The fruit it bore...was the sun.
  • He who shuns wisdom...entreats ignorance. Return when ignorance fails thee.
  • Thou hast returned...Connor of Daventry. I shall thus continue...

Whispering WeedsEdit

  • A mask piece is in the witch's tower.

SylphEdit

  • I prithee, partake of my rejuvenating water. Beware, though, the corrosive water of the River of Death.
  • Oh, aye. I am not afeared. My magic protects me. My magic can protect THEE, also.
  • Bring me some rust and mold. By mixing those with my rejuvenating waters, I can concoct for thee a potent protective spell.
  • Aye, bring me some rust and mold.
  • I do not require that, good knight.
  • Perfect.
  • Wonderful!
  • I yet require some rust, good sir.
  • I still have need of some mold, kind sir.
  • Now...behold!
  • Be careful, o Champion of Champions.
  • I can aid thee no further, brave knight. Good luck to thee!
  • I shall not harm thee, good knight! Come hither!
  • If thou doest not wish to heed my words, so be it. Good luck, Champion.
  • Good, thou hast returned, Champion. Let me begin again where I had last left off...
  • I know the Feather of Truth, Champion. It can balance Truth and Justice.

SkeletonsEdit

  • Halt! Mortals cannot enter Lord Azriel's sanctum!
  • Stop, mortal! Desist!
  • Your soul, mortal. I want its power!
  • Halt! Prepare to die!
  • Flesh is not allowed here, human!
  • Give me your flesh!
  • I will skin you and pick your bones!
  • Die, puny mortal!
  • Your death is mine!
  • Your life, mortal. Give it up!
  • I want your soul!
  • Your death is mine!
  • Taste my might, human!
  • Slash 'im, Osteo! Get in there!
  • Watch 'im, Humerus! Lop off his skull!
  • Aye...heh, heh, heh...
  • Get 'im, boy!
  • Ha, ha, hah...
  • I'll bet two golds on Osteo.
  • Yer on! I'm fer Humerus.
  • Oooowww! Watch 'im!
  • Hack 'im, Osteo!
  • Sock it to 'im, Humerus!
  • Hey! A stranger!
  • Get 'im!

Skeleton CommanderEdit

  • Come forward, mortal. I crave your soul.
  • Hah! Your feeble potion will not work against me!
  • Come closer and fight hand to hand, coward!
  • Nooooooooo!
  • You shan't gain the Hammer, mortal!
  • Come closer, human; you shall learn of your imminent death.
  • Your quest ends here, mortal, for no one crosses the River of Death. There is now a new order, and it shall prevail.
  • You shall meet your death, mortal; but I'll not need to soil my hands with your blood.
  • You may prove to be a worthy opponent after all!
  • Be prepared to die, human!
  • I am ready for you, mortal!


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  • Accept your death, human!
  • Who goes there?
  • Intruder, where are you?
  • Show yourself coward!
  • Halt reveal yourself!
  • None shall leave the Dimension of Death.
  • Hold who goes there?
  • Foolish mortal, I see you lurking about.

FerrymanEdit

  • Only souls of the deceased may embark thus. Thou art a man living.
  • My vessel is incorporeal. Thou art physical.
  • Seekest thou the Bridge of Life.
  • Lord Azriel is imprisoned. All is chaos. The land bleeds.
  • The Sacred Heart is wounded. The Deliverer must heal it.
  • The mortal One who wouldst be judged above all others.
  • The heart of the Deliverer wouldst be judged upon the Scales of Justice.
  • Equilibrium must be restored. Attain Perfect Balance against the Feather of Truth.
  • Seekest thou the Hall of Respite. Judge the skulls on the left. Down Creation. The one Complete stands out.
  • Down Creation plus Completion equals All Things.
  • The Bridge of Life spans the River of Death. Follow the river to the east.
  • Fare thee well, mortal.
  • Thou hast returned, mortal. Thou must heed my counsel...
  • Come closer, mortal!
  • Thou hast found the Feather of Truth. Attain Perfect Balance against it.
  • That wilt not attain Truth for thee.

ShamanEdit

  • I am SHAMAN, traveler. I heal the sick, revive the dying, and banish evil spirits. Yea, my magic is so potent, I can even resurrect the DEAD! For the price of 25 gold coins, of course.
  • I heal the sick and cure the dying, journeyer...for the price of 25 gold coins.
  • Of course, traveler. From the sky above and the power of the sun vested in me, I now bestow upon ye total health and vitality! Behold!
  • Only gold coins will do, traveler.
  • Praise be, the basilisk is dead! Ye are truly a great hero, traveler!
  • 'Tis gold, sure, but...I would prefer it in coinage.
  • No weapons allowed in here, traveler.

Weirdling TradesmanEdit

  • Hail, journeyer. Whence came ye?
  • The Realm of the Gnomes...? Pray tell, where is that?
  • Not much, I fear; my suppliers dare not enter these parts since the blasted basilisks hath arived. All I have left are a few weapons, as ye can see. Wouldst ye be needing such?
  • Oh, what a foul reptile! 'Tis just across the bridge yonder. 'Twould take nothing short of a champion to slay it.
  • Ye? Do ye think so? Verily, I can help! If ye can supply me a black diamond and a strong metal shaft, I can craft ye a pike which can slay the basilisk. It is said only a black diamond can pierce its thick hide; but, even so, ye must still locate its only vulnerable spot.
  • In order to craft ye a pike such can slay the feared basilisk, I require a black diamond and a strong metal shaft. Only the point of a black diamond can penetrate its impervious hide.
  • Ye are a clever one sure! A finer battle axe is not to be found. Indeed, yer foes will tremble at the mere sight of it! For ye, a good price...only 500 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon.
  • That'll cost ye 500 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon, traveler.
  • A pity. Well, I shall leave it here if ye change yer mind.
  • Oh, 'tis a fine weapon, traveler! This long bow will split a head at a hundred paces sure. For ye, I can let it go for a mere 300 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon.
  • I can let ye have it for 300 gold coins and the trade of yher used weapon.
  • For sooth, my BEST ranged weapon. This heavy compound crossbow can shoot farther and strike harder than most others. Even so, since I am impoverished, I will sell it to ye for a mere 400 gold coins...plus the trade of yer used weapon.
  • I can sell it to ye for 400 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon. What say ye, journeyer?
  • Hark, journeyer! Ye've not the gold to pay for it!
  • Sorry, but I deal only in weapons and gold, traveler.
  • Hail, journeyer.
  • Indeed it will! Now all I require is a strong metal shaft.
  • 'Tis perfect! Now, can ye seek out a black diamond?
  • Assuredly. If ye can give me a black diamond, I can craft ye a pike by combining it with the metal shaft ye have already supplied.
  • Aye, 'tis indeed! 'Twill work wonders! Quickly will I craft ye a pike with a black diamond tip.
  • All I seek in return is 10 gold coins and the trade of yer used weapon to cover my costs. Do we have a deal?
  • Exellent! Quickly will I craft ye the pike.
  • Aye, traveler. I have heard of a soft spot right behind the basilisk's head.
  • Aye, there is a passage to ascend to a realm of ice and snow, but the way lies within the tunnels of the fire dwarves. 'Tis dangerous to enter there...
  • Thank ye, journeyer. Good luck with ye.
  • 'Tis wonderous, journeyer; ye have slayed the basilisk! Ne'er shall it terrorize us again.
  • Well...never mind then. Off with ye!

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  • Ye do not need to draw your weapon with me, traveler.
  • Hark, journeyer. I have crafted you a pike fitted with the hardest point of all. A magical black diamond. If ye find the basilisks vulnerable spot ye can pierce its impervious hide with it.
  • So ye have returned. As I was saying.
  • I cannot hear ye from over there, traveler.
  • Aye, journeyer. Ye have already supplied me with a black diamond, but I yet require a strong metal shaft in order craft a pike that can pierce the basilisk's thick hide.
  • Not much, just what ye see here. Pick what ye like.
  • I am afraid ye have bought the last of me supplies.
  • I had wondered when ye woudst wise up, traveler. I only require ten gold coins, and the trade of yer used weapon to cover my costs. Do we have a deal?
  • Ye are a clever one sure! A finer battle axe is not to be found. Indeed, yer foes will tremble at the mere sight of it! For ye, a good price...only 550 gold coins.
  • That'll cost ye 550 gold coins, traveler.

HillmenEdit

  • Over here! Come closer!
  • This ain't a place fer yer kind, human.
  • Who're ye, foreigner? Ye don't belong here.
  • Outlander, go back whence ye came.
  • Ye've no business here, outlander.
  • Go home, human. Back to yer own kind.
  • No humans here, foreigner. Take yer leave.
  • Humans are nothin' but trouble. Go back to yer own world.
  • Praise be, Champion, ye have found the Stone! Take it to the Sanctuary of the Stone of Order!
  • I pay homage to ye, Victorious One.
  • Ye are truly exalted, Champion of Righteousness.
  • Ye have surely proven to be the Righteous One.
  • Truly, ye are divinely inspired, Champion.
  • Champion of Righteousness, I pay tribute to ye.
  • I am blessed to be in yer shadow, Exalted One.
  • I revel in yer bright light, Incorruptible One.
  • I care naught for gold. Only Law and Order.
  • I care naught for that.
  • Ye ain't allowed her, foreigner. Go home.
  • I don't do business with outlanders. Go away!
  • Tributes be, ye have found the Stone! Redeemer, take it to the Sanctuary of the Stone of Order.
  • Assuredly, Champion. I will make ye a metal shaft forged of a magical alloy which can withstand even the fiercest of blows.
  • One such as yerself cannot ask for too much, Righteous One.
  • When ye wish to speak again...come back.
  • Ye've come back. As I was saying...
  • I have forged ye this metal shaft, Anointed One. Is there more I can do fer ye?
  • I care naught for that. Only for Law and Order.
  • I care nothing for gold. Only for Law and Order.
  • Come over here!
  • 'Tis the Sanctuary of the Stone of Order, human.
  • Wofefully, the Stone itself has disappeared...during a storm so vile we hill men fled in terror.
  • Nay, human, I have not. And, sadly, our realm is now fraught with great chaos and turmoil.
  • Now, according to the ancient prophecies, only the rightful Upholder of Law and Order can seek the Stone and bring it back here to its hallowed sanctuary.
  • Ye may try, human...but 'twould be useless. The Stone 'twould only reveal itself to the TRUE Upholder.
  • Nay, human. I know not where the Stone is...and I CANNOT know. Only the Upholder can seek it.
  • Nay, human. Only YE may place it upon the altar. When such a deed is done, then Law and Order may truly return!
  • Ye are truly the Chosen One, the true Upholder of Law and Order. I pay tribute to ye, Champion.
  • Behold! Ye are indeed the true Upholder of Law and Order! We hill men are in yer debt. I shall alert the others of the happy news!
  • Come back when ye wish to speak further...
  • I see ye have returned. I had been saying...
  • I have no interest in that.
  • I care naught for gold. Only Law and Order is of importance.

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Blacksmith
  • I will not harm ye, foreigner. Put away your weapon.
  • I would never harm you, Rightous One. No need for weapons here.

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