dlga_start:tavern_traveler_talk|Greetings, friend. You look like the kind of {man/person} who'd do well to know me. I travel a lot all across all the world and keep an open ear. I can provide you information that you might find useful. For a meager price of course.
dlga_start:tavern_traveler_lost_companion_thanks|Greetings, {playername}. I saw your companion {s10} at a tavern in {s11} some days ago. I thought you might like to know.
dlga_tavern_traveler_lost_companion_thanks:tavern_traveler_pretalk|Thanks. I'll go and find {reg3?her:him} there.
dlga_tavern_traveler_lost_companion_thanks:tavern_traveler_pretalk.1|Thanks, but I don't really care.
dlga_start:tavern_traveler_talk.1|Greetings, {playername}.
dlga_tavern_traveler_pretalk:tavern_traveler_talk|Yes?
dlga_tavern_traveler_talk:tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms|What can you tell me about this land?
dlga_tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms:tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_2|The Free cities of Essos have been trying to eliminate each other since the Bleeding Years, more than three hundred years ago. Until recently, Westeros was ruled by a single king, but with Robert Baratheons death, the seven kingdoms have fragmented, with both his brothers and his son claiming the throne, and Robb Stark fighting for independence. I hear that the Dothraki have been causing trouble in the east, but I seldom travel that far, and either way, the Demon Road, the Ruins of Valyria and the Dothraki Sea make the journey dangerous. Only fools travel that way! Anyhow, at least the current chaos, gripping the world, must present an adventurer such as yourself with quite the opportunities. With some luck and skill, you can make a name for yourself here, amass a fortune perhaps, or gain great power. Opportunities are endless and so are the rewards, if you are willing to risk your life for them.
dlga_tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_2:tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_3|Tell me more about these opportunities.
dlga_tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_2:close_window|Thank you. That was all I needed to know.
dlga_tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_3:tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_4|Well, you probably know everything I could tell you already. You seem to be doing pretty well.
dlga_tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_3:tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_4a|The archons, kings, princes and lords will pay good money for sellswords if they are engaged in a war. If you have done a bit of fighting, speaking with one of their lords will probably result in being offered a sellsword contract. However the real rewards come if you can manage to become a vassal to a king or a lord. A vassal can own villages, castles and towns and get rich with the taxes and revenues of these estates. Normally, only nobles of the realm own land in this way, but in time of war, a king will not hesitate to accept someone who distinguishes {himself/herself} on the battlefield as a vassal, and grant {him/her} the right to own land.
dlga_tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_4a:tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_4|It is not unheard-of for adventurers to renounce allegiance to king altogether, declare themselves kings, and claim land in their own name. This is a difficult path, however, as the great nobles of the land, with their long ancestries, are not likely to accept such upstarts as their liege. Such rulers would need to be very careful in establishing their right to rule, or they would be set upon from all sides.
dlga_tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_4:tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_5|It might be easier for an adventurer like yourself to pledge support to an existing king's rival. There are many such pretenders in the world -- those who are born to the right family, who go around and stir up trouble saying they have a better claim to the throne than the current ruler. If those claim holders could find supporters, they could easily start civil wars and perhaps even replace the ruler one day.
dlga_tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_5:tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_6|Interesting. Where can I find these claim holders?
dlga_tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_5:close_window|I guess I heard enough already. Thank you.
dlga_tavern_traveler_tell_kingdoms_6:tavern_traveler_pretalk|A claim holder's life would be in danger in his own country of course. Therefore, they usually stay at rival courts, raising support and hoping to find someone willing to champion their cause. I usually hear news about some of them, and may be able to tell you their location with some precision. But of course, I would ask for a little something for such a service.
dlga_tavern_traveler_talk:tavern_traveler_pretender_location|I want to know the location of a claimant.
dlga_tavern_traveler_pretender_location:tavern_traveler_pretender_location_ask|Whose location do you want to know?
dlga_tavern_traveler_pretender_location_ask:tavern_traveler_pretender_location_ask_2|{s11}
dlga_tavern_traveler_pretender_location_ask:tavern_traveler_pretalk|Never mind.
dlga_tavern_traveler_pretender_location_ask_2:tavern_traveler_pretender_location_ask_money|I can reveal this information to you for a small price, let's say 30 silver coins.
dlga_tavern_traveler_pretender_location_ask_money:tavern_traveler_pretender_location_tell|All right. Here is 30 coins.
dlga_tavern_traveler_pretender_location_ask_money:tavern_traveler_pretalk|Never mind.
dlga_tavern_traveler_pretender_location_tell:tavern_traveler_pretalk|{s15} is currently at {s11}.
dlga_tavern_traveler_talk:tavern_traveler_bookseller_location|I am looking for book merchants...
dlga_tavern_traveler_bookseller_location:tavern_traveler_pretalk|I am sorry I haven't run across any lately.
dlga_tavern_traveler_bookseller_location:tavern_traveler_bookseller_location_ask_money|I might have crossed paths with one or two recently. For 100 fine coins, I'll tell you where.
dlga_tavern_traveler_bookseller_location_ask_money:tavern_traveler_bookseller_location_tell|All right. Here is 100 coins.
dlga_tavern_traveler_bookseller_location_ask_money:tavern_traveler_pretalk|Never mind.
dlga_tavern_traveler_bookseller_location_tell:tavern_traveler_pretalk|You can find them at {s11}.
dlga_tavern_traveler_talk:tavern_traveler_ransom_broker_location|I am looking for slave traders...
dlga_tavern_traveler_ransom_broker_location:tavern_traveler_pretalk|They can be found scattered all over the Free Cities, with the exception of Braavos.
dlga_tavern_traveler_ransom_broker_location:tavern_traveler_ransom_broker_location_ask_money|I know where they are. For 50 silver, I'll tell you.
dlga_tavern_traveler_ransom_broker_location_ask_money:tavern_traveler_ransom_broker_location_tell|All right. Here is 50 coins.
dlga_tavern_traveler_ransom_broker_location_ask_money:tavern_traveler_pretalk|Never mind.
dlga_tavern_traveler_ransom_broker_location_tell:tavern_traveler_pretalk|You can find them at {s11}.
dlga_tavern_traveler_talk:dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_1|I am looking for one of my former employees...
dlga_dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_1:dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_2|Maybe I can help you. Who are you looking for?
dlga_dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_2:dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_3|My fomer chamberlain, {s11}.
dlga_dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_2:dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_3.1|My fomer constable, {s11}.
dlga_dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_2:dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_3.2|My fomer chancellor, {s11}.
dlga_dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_2:tavern_traveler_pretalk|Never mind.
dlga_dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_3:tavern_traveler_pretalk|I will send word to {reg0?her:him} that you are looking for {reg0?her:him}.
dlga_dplmc_tavern_traveler_employee_3:tavern_traveler_pretalk.1|I am afraid I'm not able to help you.
dlga_tavern_traveler_talk:tavern_traveler_companion_location|I am looking for one of my companions...
dlga_tavern_traveler_companion_location:tavern_traveler_companion_location_ask|Maybe I can help you. Who are you looking for?
dlga_tavern_traveler_companion_location_ask:tavern_traveler_companion_location_ask_2|{s11}
dlga_tavern_traveler_companion_location_ask:tavern_traveler_pretalk|Never mind.
dlga_tavern_traveler_companion_location_ask_2:tavern_traveler_companion_location_ask_money|I guess I know where {s15} is. For 30 coins, I'll tell you.
dlga_tavern_traveler_companion_location_ask_money:tavern_traveler_companion_location_tell|All right. Here is 30 coins.
dlga_tavern_traveler_companion_location_ask_money:tavern_traveler_pretalk|Never mind.
dlga_tavern_traveler_companion_location_tell:tavern_traveler_pretalk|{s15} is currently at {s11}.{s12}
dlga_tavern_traveler_talk:close_window|Farewell.
dlga_start:tavern_traveler_answer|Greetings. They say you're the kind of {man/woman} who'd be interested to hear that I travel frequently to {s17}. I'll tell you all I know for a mere 100 coins.
dlga_tavern_traveler_answer:tavern_traveler_continue|Here's 100 coins. Tell me what you know.
dlga_tavern_traveler_answer:close_window|Sorry friend. I am not interested.
dlga_tavern_traveler_continue:close_window|Well, that's all I can tell you. Good bye.
dlga_start:bookseller_talk|Good day, will you be looking at my books?
dlga_bookseller_talk:bookseller_buy|Yes. Show me what you have for sale.
dlga_bookseller_buy:book_trade_completed|Of course.
dlga_book_trade_completed:bookseller_talk|Anything else?
dlga_bookseller_talk:close_window|Nothing. Thanks.
dlga_start:close_window.42|I say one more beer wouldn't hurt, would it?
dlga_start:ranger_introduce_1|Hail and well met. I am Master Grazmak mo Senko, of the great city of Astapor, most favoured of the great Harpy, the jewel of the east and heir to the Ghiscari Empire!
dlga_ranger_introduce_1:ranger_introduce_2|Greetings. Where is Astapor?
dlga_ranger_introduce_2:ranger_introduce_3|Astapor lies in Slaver's Bay, close to the Isle of Cedars. The Good Masters, of whom I am amongst, deal with the most magnificent soldiers in the world, the Unsullied! Trained from childhood, they're the fiercest, most stalwart, most loyal soldiers in the world! None might stand before them! Being the barbarian that you are, I imagine that you are not familiar with the story of the Three Thousand of Qohor? Khal Temmo and his khalasar was defeated by three thousand Unsullied. Only four hundred remained at the end of the battle, but Khal Temmo was dead and so was all his sons and twelve thousand of his warriors!
dlga_ranger_introduce_3:ranger_introduce_4|I see. You're selling slave soldiers. If they're really that good, why are they not part of every army in the world?
dlga_ranger_introduce_4:ranger_introduce_5|Bah! Petty lords and knights, would-be kings and princes, filthy khals and greedy magisters, they do not understand warfare. They think any soldier is the same. The Unsullied training starts a age five and is from dawn to dusk. It is brutal, designed not only to teach them how to fight, but to strip away all individuality, empathy, and self-worth. Only one in three survive, and those that fail at any stage are killed. They are fully castrated - penis and testicles cut - and their manhoods burned at the altar of the Lady of Spears. They regularly consume an elixir called the Wine of Courage to deaden their sensitivity to pain. They will obey every command, even fall on their sword should you wish it.
dlga_ranger_introduce_5:ranger_introduce_6|You have roused my interest Master Grazmak, what can you offer me?
dlga_ranger_introduce_6:ranger_master_talk|Usually, we sell Unsullied by the century, so as to not split them up. They have a tendency to become fat and bloated. Keeping them together ensures that their discipline and fighting prowess keeps. However, I have heard worrying news from the east, talk of dragons and brimstones. So I am looking to settle down in this area and as such will only be able to sell Unsullied in small groups.
dlga_start:ranger_master_talk|Hello again, {playername}.
dlga_ranger_master_talk:ranger_master_hire_male|I'd like to hire some Unsullied.
dlga_ranger_master_talk:ranger_master_hire_himself|I'd like you to take up residence at my place and instruct young recruits about your way of warfare.
dlga_ranger_master_talk:custom_master_reassign_location|I would like you to take up residence somewhere else.
dlga_ranger_master_talk:ranger_master_customize|Can you tell me the history of Slaver's Bay?
dlga_ranger_master_customize:ranger_master_talk|When the Doom came to Valyria, the ancient and proud cities of Astapor, Meereen and Yunkai rose once again to prominence. We deal in slaves, and it has made us rich and powerful. The Meereenese train slaves of all sorts, while the Yunkai specialize in bedslaves. In Astapor, we train the Unsullied, the heirs of the lockstep legions of Old Ghis. Further to the south, New Ghis claims to be the true heir to the Ghiscari Empire, but I say it is we, the masters of Astapor, who are the true descendants of Grazdan the Great!
dlga_ranger_master_talk:ranger_introduce_2|Tell me your story again.
dlga_ranger_master_talk:close_window|Goodbye.
dlga_ranger_master_hire_male:ranger_master_hire|I have {reg1?{reg1}:no} Unsullied available for hire at the moment. {reg1?Each recruit costs 800 coins to hire. How many do you want to hire?:}
dlga_ranger_master_hire:ranger_master_hire_done|{reg0}
dlga_ranger_master_hire:ranger_master_hire_done.1|Nevermind.
dlga_ranger_master_hire_done:ranger_master_talk|Anything else?
dlga_ranger_master_hire_himself:ranger_master_hire_self|Abandon the freedom that comes with roaming the taverns of these lands, and only train brave young men from your lands? You'll have to provide all the equipment, the training grounds, the tutor fees, and of course a little extra for the right to have me at your court. If you want me to stay at your court, it will cost you {reg1} coins per month.
dlga_ranger_master_hire_self:ranger_master_agree|You drive a hard bargain, but I'm sure you're worth it.
dlga_ranger_master_hire_self:close_window|{s1}
dlga_ranger_master_agree:close_window|A wise decission. I'll pack my gear and move to your court.
dlga_ranger_master_agree:choose_custom_tavern|It seems that you have no hall of your own. I'll wait for you in a tavern of your choice until that is resolved.
dlga_choose_custom_tavern:close_window|{s1}
dlga_custom_master_reassign_location:choose_custom_location|Where would you like me to go?
dlga_choose_custom_location:close_window|Wait at my court for me.
dlga_choose_custom_location:close_window.1|{s1}
dlga_start:minstrel_1|Greetings to you, {most noble lord/most noble lady}.
dlga_minstrel_1:minstrel_job_description|What is it you do?
dlga_minstrel_1:minstrel_courtship_questions|I have some questions about courtship.
dlga_minstrel_1:minstrel_courtship_poem|Can you teach me any songs?
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach|I can teach you the song, 'The Storming of the Castle of Love.' It is short enough to be easily learned. It is an allegoric poem, replete with symbols and metaphor. It describes how a brave prince from the Stormlands wins the heart of his lady by learning the virtues of chivalry, becoming a true and noble knight. Its theme -- that the role of a woman is to inspire but also civilize a man -- is appreciated by some noble ladies, but not all.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach.1|I can teach you the song, 'The Maidens Desire.' It is a lyrical poem, which can be interpreted either erotically or spiritually. The lover realizes the majesty of the Seven by gazing upon the body of his beloved. I believe that it appeals to women of a certain romantic temperament, but you risk scandalizing or boring others.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach.2|I can teach you the tragic ballad of the Rains of Castamere. It's a fairly recent song, commisioned by Lord Tywin Lannister after his victory over the rebellious lords Reyne and Tarbeck. They denounced their allegiance to the old Lord Paramount of the Westerlands, Tytos Lannister, but his son and heir Ser Tywin soon had them regretting their pride.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach.3|I can teach you part of the song of Florian and Jonquil. It is a heroic tale, full of blood and battle. Florian the Fool sees the highborn maiden Jonquil bathing in the pool near Maidenpool. He is taken with her, but sadly she is promised to marry the King of the Rivers and Hills, a vain and cruel man. Knowing that he will never be allowed to even kiss her, Florian challenges the arrogant king to a battle of arms and wits for the hand of fair Jonquil.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach.4|I can teach you the song The Bear and the Maiden Fair. It's a rather ribald song, mostly enjoyed in Westeros by lowborn and highborn alike. It describes in a humorous tone the story of three boys, a bear and a goat going to a fair, where the bear rescues a young innocent maiden who was hoping for a knight.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_2|To teach it to you, I will need some hours of your time -- and, of course, a small fee for my services. About 300 silver coins would suffice.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem:minstrel_pretalk|I believe you already know the songs I am best equipped to teach.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_2:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_3|Yes -- teach me that one
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_2:minstrel_pretalk|Never mind
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_3:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4|Very well -- repeat after me:^ I deflected her skeptical questioning darts^ with armor made of purest devotion^ purged in the fire of my heart^ from the slag of any baser emotion
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_3:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4.1|Very well -- repeat after me:^ You are the first and the last^ the outer and the inner^ When I drink from the cup of love^ I escape the tread of time^ A moment in solitude with you^ Would have no beginning and no end
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_3:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4.2|Very well -- repeat after me:^ And who are you, the proud lord said,^ that I must bow so low?^ Only a cat of a different coat,^ that's all the truth I know.^ In a coat of gold or a coat of red,^ a lion still has claws,^ And mine are long and sharp, my lord,^ as long and sharp as yours.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_3:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4.3|Very well -- repeat after me:^ A light pierced the gloom over Maidenpool...^ Where charge of surf broke on smooth shore^ Fair haired the maiden stood^ Amidst the sapphire pool^ Over chirp of bird, of leaf and grass^ The fool looked on in wonder.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_3:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4.4|Very well -- repeat after me:^ A bear there was, A bear, A BEAR!^ All black and brown, And covered with hair!^ Oh come they said, Oh come to the fair!^ The fair? said he, But I'm a bear!^ All black and brown, And covered in hair!?^ And down the road, from here to there,^ From here! To there! Three boys, a goat,^ And a dancing bear!
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4:minstrel_learn_poem_continue|'I deflected her skeptical questioning darts...'
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4:minstrel_learn_poem_continue.1|'You are the first and the last..'
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4:minstrel_learn_poem_continue.2|'And who are you, the proud lord said,'
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4:minstrel_learn_poem_continue.3|'A light pierced the gloom over Maidenpool...'
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4:minstrel_learn_poem_continue.4|'A bear there was, A bear, A BEAR!'
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_4:minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_reject|Pshaw... What kind of doggerel is that?
dlga_minstrel_courtship_poem_teach_reject:minstrel_pretalk|Very well. If the song is not to your taste, then keep your coin. But remember -- with poets and with lovers, what is important is not what pleases you. What is important is what your pleases your audience. If you wish to learn the poem, I am still willing to teach.
dlga_minstrel_learn_poem_continue:close_window|Very good -- but there are many stanzas to go. Now, listen closely...
dlga_minstrel_1:minstrel_gossip|Can you tell me anything about the eligible maidens in this realm?
dlga_minstrel_gossip:minstrel_gossip_select|About whom did you wish to know?
dlga_minstrel_gossip_select:minstrel_gossip_maiden_selected_2|Just tell me the latest piece of gossip
dlga_minstrel_gossip_select:minstrel_gossip_maiden_selected|{s10}
dlga_minstrel_gossip_select:minstrel_pretalk|Never mind
dlga_minstrel_gossip_maiden_selected:minstrel_gossip_maiden_selected_2|{s16}
dlga_minstrel_gossip_maiden_selected_2:minstrel_postgossip|{reg0?She:He} is married to you, of course! Clearly, no one would dream that {reg0?she:he} would do anything to engender gossip.
dlga_minstrel_gossip_maiden_selected_2:minstrel_postgossip.1|{s12}.
dlga_minstrel_gossip_maiden_selected_2:minstrel_postgossip.2|{s12}.
dlga_minstrel_postgossip:minstrel_pretalk|Very interesting -- but let us speak of something else.
dlga_minstrel_postgossip:minstrel_gossip|Very interesting -- is there any more news?
dlga_minstrel_postgossip:minstrel_duel_confirm|What? I'll make that miscreant face my sword
dlga_minstrel_duel_confirm:minstrel_duel_confirm_2|Do you mean that? {s11} will be honor-bound to fight you, but challenging a lord to duel over a woman is seen as a bit hot-headed, even in this warlike age.
dlga_minstrel_duel_confirm_2:minstrel_duel_issued|Yes -- I intend to force {s11} to relinquish his suit of {s12}
dlga_minstrel_duel_confirm_2:minstrel_pretalk|No -- I let my passions run away with me, there
dlga_minstrel_duel_issued:minstrel_pretalk|As you wish. I'll spead the word of your intentions, so that {s13} does not try to back out...
dlga_minstrel_1:minstrel_courtship_locations|Do you know of any ongoing feasts?
dlga_minstrel_courtship_locations:minstrel_pretalk|{s12}
dlga_minstrel_1:close_window|Good-bye.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_questions:minstrel_courtship_questions_2|What do you wish to know?
dlga_minstrel_courtship_prequestions:minstrel_courtship_questions_2|Can I answer any other questions for you?
dlga_minstrel_courtship_questions_2:minstrel_player_role|Is there a place for me in the game of love?
dlga_minstrel_courtship_questions_2:minstrel_player_advice_meet|How would a suitor meet a lady?
dlga_minstrel_courtship_questions_2:minstrel_player_advice_woo|Having met a lady, how would the suitor woo her?
dlga_minstrel_courtship_questions_2:minstrel_nobles|Tell me about marriage and love among the nobility
dlga_minstrel_nobles:minstrel_nobles_2|Nobles are an odd lot. A daughter is a political asset, to be given away to a lord with whom her father wishes to make an alliance. Yet the great families of this land idealize pure love between man and woman, and I have seen many a hardened warrior weep copious tears at the doomed ardour of Jonquil and Florian in the songs -- even as he made plans to break his own daughter's heart.
dlga_minstrel_nobles_2:minstrel_nobles_3|Fathers differ, of course. Some nobles will let their daughters choose a husband who pleases them. Others, however, feel that to allow their daughters any choice at all would be to diminish their own authority, and insist on imposing a groom whether she likes it or not.
dlga_minstrel_nobles_3:minstrel_prequestions|But the majority will steer a middle course -- they will want to make the final decision about a groom, but will weigh their daughter's preferences heavily. Among other factors, a happy marriage is more likely to produce heirs. So, there is a place for courtship, and for the use of skill and passion to win a lady's heart.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_questions_2:minstrel_daughter_father|What if a lady and her father disagree about a suitor?
dlga_minstrel_daughter_father:minstrel_daughter_father_2|It happens sometimes that a bride elopes. This is a major blow to the father's prestige, leading to lasting enmities. Indeed, it is possible that a war may be fought over a woman. Now, that is a fine topic for a song.
dlga_minstrel_daughter_father_2:minstrel_prequestions|In the end, however, most brides will submit to their parents' choice. A noblewoman's family is everything to her, and few are brave enough to risk its disapproval for the sake of man she barely knows. She may pine for her lover, but still accept the groom -- and without tragic love, what would we have to sing about?
dlga_minstrel_player_role:minstrel_player_role_2|Of course! Highborn ords make a great deal of lineage, but in the end, lands and money speak louder than one's ancestors. Even though you are a foreigner, if you are coming up in the world, then many parents will consider you a fine catch.
dlga_minstrel_player_role_2:minstrel_player_role_3|You will have to compete with many other lords of your realm, however, who will have an advantage -- they have known these ladies from childhood, and will have been sized up as grooms by carefully discerning mothers and aunts. Some ladies may be fascinated by the stranger, yet opt for the familiar.
dlga_minstrel_player_role_3:minstrel_prequestions|So know this -- you may have your heart broken. But to enter the arena of love fearing heartbreak is like entering the battlefield fearing the enemy's arrows. Be brave, and shrug off the sting of rejection, and victory may yet be yours.
dlga_minstrel_player_role:minstrel_female_player_3|I will speak bluntly. Most of the {ladies/lords} of this land are looking for a demure {lad/maiden}, whose skin as fair as snow -- and your skin is burnt brown by the sun. They want a {boy/maiden} whose voice is soft as bells -- and your voice is hoarse from commanding {soldiers/men} in battle. Also, although the {ladies/lords} of this realm appreciate poems about love, most also want heirs, and few {men/women} can ride and fight while {caring for their children/with child}.
dlga_minstrel_female_player_3:minstrel_prequestions|However, not all {ladies/lords} will be so conventionally minded. We poets sing of shield {boys/maidens} and of {hunters/huntresses}, of {lads/women} who forged their own path without having sacrificed the chance for love. I would not tell you that it would be easy for you to find a devoted {wife/husband} who will accept your ways, but I would not say that it is impossible.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_questions_2:minstrel_spouse_benefits|What advantage is there in seeking a {wife/husband}?
dlga_minstrel_spouse_benefits:minstrel_wife_benefits_2|Ah! You are quite the romantic, I see! Well, aside from the obvious benefits of love, companionship and other, em, domestic matters, to marry among the nobility brings great assets. You may forge a strong alliance with the bride's family, and a wife may also assist you in manipulating the politics of the realm to your advantage.
dlga_minstrel_wife_benefits_2:minstrel_prequestions|What's more, most of the great families have at some point intermarried with royalty, which would boost your own claim to rule -- should you ever choose to assert it...
dlga_minstrel_spouse_benefits:minstrel_wife_benefits_2.1|Ah! You are quite the romantic, I see! Well, aside from the obvious benefits of love, companionship and other, em, domestic matters, to marry among the nobility brings great assets. You may have access to the groom's castles and properties, and be able to work with him to advance both of your standings in the realm.
dlga_minstrel_player_advice_meet:minstrel_player_advice_meet_2|Every so often, a king or great lord will hold a feast. In towns they will often be accompanied by jousting and a melee, and in castles they will be accompanied by hunts. The feasts provide a chance for the lords to repair some of the rivalries that may undermine the strength of the realm. They also provide an opportunity for families to show off their eligible daughters, and ladies will often be allowed to mingle unsupervised with the guests.
dlga_minstrel_player_advice_meet_2:minstrel_prequestions|If you have the opportunity, you may attempt to pay the lady a compliment. This indicates to her that you are a potential suitor, and she will usually know if she wishes you to continue your suit. Incidentally, if you come to her fresh from having distinguished yourself in the melee or in the hunt, then you may make a stronger first impression than otherwise.
dlga_minstrel_player_advice_woo:minstrel_player_advice_woo_2|To woo a lady takes a certain amount of time and patience, and several meetings spaced over a period of months. A lady who is interested in you will often find ways of letting you know if she wishes you to come visit her. Alternately, you may simply go and ask her father or brother for permission. If you do not have permission from her guardian, it may be possible to arrange an assignation through other means.
dlga_minstrel_player_advice_woo_2:minstrel_player_advice_woo_3|Having arranged an assignment, you may then attempt to charm her and win her favor. Perhaps one of the most difficult aspects of this is finding a topic of conversation. Most noblewomen lead a cloistered life, at least until they are married, and thus will have little to say that will interest you. On other hand, she will soon tire of hearing of your own deeds in the outside world.
dlga_minstrel_player_advice_woo_3:minstrel_player_advice_woo_4|One time-tested mode of courtship is simply to recite a popular poem, and discuss it. This way, you are both on an equal footing, and neither will have an advantage in knowledge or experience. Of course, different ladies will have different tastes in poetry.
dlga_minstrel_player_advice_woo_4:minstrel_player_advice_woo_5|At some point, you will be able to discuss directly the issue of marriage. She will then let you know if you measure up to what she wants in a husband. Some ladies will coolly assess who is the most prestigious of her suitors, others will be guided by their passions. Some will look to your companions, to see whether you are the kind of husband who will treat her as an equal, while others will follow the lead of their fathers.
dlga_minstrel_player_advice_woo_5:minstrel_prequestions|At any rate, it is a challenging business -- and do not forget, you may find that your suit prospers with a lady, only to have it falter on a father's political ambitions. So you must ask yourself: are you willing to risk disappointment and heartbreak? Alternately, are you willing to throw away your standing in society, to make enemies of allies, in pursuit of a forbidden love? Because if you are, then perhaps some day we will write poems about you.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_questions_2:minstrel_job_description|What is it that you poets and musicians do again?
dlga_minstrel_job_description:minstrel_courtship_prequestions|I compose and write songs for the lords of the land, and their ladies. Sometimes I sing about war, sometimes about the virtues of kings, and sometimes, for the more sophisticated audiences, about the virtues of wine. For most audiences, however, I sing of love.
dlga_minstrel_courtship_questions_2:minstrel_pretalk|No, that is all.
dlga_minstrel_prequestions:minstrel_courtship_questions_2|Do you have any other questions?
dlga_minstrel_pretalk:minstrel_1|Is there anything else?
dlga_start:close_window.43|The rains are late, and the first signs of autumn are here...
dlga_start:farmer_from_bandit_village_1|{reg0?Your highness:My {lord/lady}}, we are in dire need of assistance. Will you hear my plea?
dlga_start:farmer_from_bandit_village_1.1|{My lord/Madam}, you look like a {man/lady} of the sword and someone who could help us. Will you hear my plea?
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_1:farmer_from_bandit_village_2|What is the matter, my good {reg65?woman:man}?
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_1:farmer_from_bandit_village_2.1|What are you burbling about peasant? Speak out.
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_2:farmer_from_bandit_village_5|A band of brigands have taken refuge in our village. They take everything we have, force us to serve them, and do us much evil. If one of us so much as breathes a word of protest, they kill the poor soul on the spot right away. Our lives have become unbearable. I risked my skin and ran away to find someone who can help us. Please {s0}, you are a {man/lady} of valor and a fearsome warrior, with many friends and soldiers at your service. If there is anyone who can help us, it's you.
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_2:farmer_from_bandit_village_3|A band of brigands have taken refuge in our village. They take everything we have, force us to serve them, and do us much evil. If one of us so much as breathes a word of protest, they kill the poor soul on the spot right away. Our lives have become unbearable. I risked my skin and ran away to find someone who can help us.
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_3:farmer_from_bandit_village_4|Why don't you go to the {reg0?mistress:lord} of your village? {reg0?She:He} should take care of the vermin.
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_4:farmer_from_bandit_village_5|Our {reg0?lady:lord} is imprisoned, so we cannot go to {reg0?her:him} for protection. Please {s0}, you {reg1?are:look like} a {man/lady} of valor, {reg1?with:and you have no doubt} many friends and soldiers at your service. If there is anyone who can help us, it's you.
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_4:farmer_from_bandit_village_5.1|We have no lord, so we cannot go to him for protection. Please {s0}, you {reg1?are:look like} a {man/lady} of valor, {reg1?with:and you have no doubt} many friends and soldiers at your service. If there is anyone who can help us, it's you.
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_4:farmer_from_bandit_village_5.2|I did, {s0}, but our {reg0?lady:lord}'s {reg0?servants:men} did not let me see {reg0?her:him} and said {reg0?she:he} was occupied with more important matters and that we should deal with our own problem ourselves. Please {s0}, you {reg1?are:look like} a {man/lady} of valor and a fearsome warrior, {reg1?with:and you have no doubt} many friends and soldiers at your service. If there is anyone who can help us, it's you.
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_5:farmer_from_bandit_village_accepted|Very well, I'll help you. Where is this village?
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_5:farmer_from_bandit_village_denied|I can't be bothered with this right now.
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_5:farmer_from_bandit_village_barter|Why would I fight these bandits? What's in it for me?
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_accepted:close_window|God bless you, {s0}. Our village is {s7}. It is not too far from here.
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_denied:close_window|As you say {Ser/my lady}. Forgive me for bothering you.
dlga_farmer_from_bandit_village_barter:farmer_from_bandit_village_5|We are but poor farmers {s0}, and the bandits have already got most of what we have on this world. but we'll be glad to share with you whatever we have got. And we'll always be in your gratitude if you help us.
dlga_start:close_window.44|Thank you for helping us {s0}. Crush those bandits!
dlga_start:close_window.45|Go away.
dlga_start:close_window.46|Henujagon jaelza lua vala mirre henujagon kostas.
dlga_start:reznak_introduce_1|Yes?
dlga_reznak_introduce_1:reznak_introduce_2|If you wish to speak to the queen, you must wash yourself. Such a foul smell coming off of you.
dlga_reznak_introduce_2:reznak_master_talk|It really is quite disgusting.
dlga_reznak_master_talk:reznak_master_customize|Who are you?
dlga_reznak_master_customize:reznak_master_customize1|I am Reznak mo Reznak, seneschal to our beloved queen.
dlga_reznak_master_customize1:reznak_master_customize2|I thought Meereen was ruled by the Great Masters?
dlga_reznak_master_customize2:reznak_master_talk|Yes, yes, but in her greatness, Queen Daenerys has decreed that the Great Masters will no longer have a say in the ruling of the city.
dlga_reznak_master_talk:close_window|Goodbye.
dlga_start:close_window.47|Really, take a bath.
dlga_start:skahaz_introduce_1|Yes, what do you want?
dlga_skahaz_introduce_1:skahaz_introduce_2|I assume you're here to pay homage to the queen?
dlga_skahaz_introduce_2:skahaz_master_talk|Well?
dlga_skahaz_master_talk:skahaz_master_customize|I am!
dlga_skahaz_master_customize:skahaz_master_customize1|Very well then. I've been told that you Westerosi have your own vows you swear to signal fealty.
dlga_skahaz_master_customize1:skahaz_master_customize2|You'll need to swear fealty to her Grace.
dlga_skahaz_master_customize2:skahaz_master_talk|Approach her, and then say the words.
dlga_skahaz_master_talk:close_window|Goodbye.
dlga_start:close_window.48|Meereen will prosper under the rule of Queen Daenerys.
dlga_start:close_window.49|Zhavvorsa vadakhera ma hrazef ma vaf akkate.
dlga_start:close_window.50|Anha ray char m'ave yeri lajakoon hakeso.
dlga_start:close_window.51|Kash qoy qoyi thira disse.
dlga_start:close_window.52|Aeksio yne iliritas.
dlga_start:close_window.53|Skoros otapa?
dlga_start:hizdahr_introduce_1|Yes, what do you want?
dlga_hizdahr_introduce_1:hizdahr_introduce_2|Who are you?
dlga_hizdahr_introduce_2:hizdahr_master_talk|You have the honor to be adressing Hizdahr zo Loraq, of the ancient and noble House of Loraq
dlga_hizdahr_master_talk:hizdahr_master_customize|Can you tell me about the House of Loraq?
dlga_hizdahr_master_customize:hizdahr_master_customize1|Very well. We are an ancient and illustrious house.
dlga_hizdahr_master_customize1:hizdahr_master_customize2|In our veins flow the blood of Mazdhan zo Loraq, Hazrak zo Loraq, Zharaq zo Loraq and Grazdan the Great, who founded the Ghiscari Empire.
dlga_hizdahr_master_customize2:hizdahr_master_talk|Our family was old when Valyria was yet nothing but a cluster of shepherds huts.
dlga_hizdahr_master_talk:close_window|Goodbye.
dlga_start:close_window.54|Meereen must move forward.
dlga_start:close_window.55|Yn aderi, mori, aot mazili se henkiri ilvi biarvi manaerili.
dlga_start:close_window.56|Urnet luo buzdaro tolvio belma pryjatas!
dlga_start:close_window.57|Zaldrizes buzdari iksos daor!
dlga_start:close_window.58|Vala mhysa syt robra derebza.
dlga_start:close_window.59|I obey!
dlga_start:close_window.60|Move aside!
dlga_start:close_window.61|Move along!
dlga_start:close_window.62|Yunkai is great!
dlga_start:khrazz_introduce_1|Yes?
dlga_khrazz_introduce_1:khrazz_introduce_2|Who are you?
dlga_khrazz_introduce_2:khrazz_master_talk|I am Khrazz!
dlga_khrazz_master_talk:khrazz_master_customize|What is this place?
dlga_khrazz_master_customize:khrazz_master_customize1|Pits made for fighting!
dlga_khrazz_master_customize1:khrazz_master_customize2|The dragon queen has closed the pits though. Khrazz used to sleep on silk cushions, and eat liver every day. Now he sleeps on straw, and eat stale bread.
dlga_khrazz_master_customize2:khrazz_master_talk|But Hizdahr zo Loraq has promised to have the pits opened again.
dlga_khrazz_master_talk:close_window|Goodbye.
dlga_start:close_window.63|Khrazz must train.
dlga_start:close_window.64|Gusela!
dlga_start:close_window.65|Epses! Gadbag!
dlga_start:close_window.66|The great Morghaz zo Zherzyn would like you to get out of his way.
dlga_start:close_window.67|Ima vi nejo emi hubre, si hin kizir sizi, gimin sko oo jelevre tuzis ji gunjda emi begisto dos!
dlga_start:close_window.68|The great Chezdhar zo Rhaezn would like to inquire whether you forgot to wash your face.
dlga_start:close_window.69|Ima vi nejo emi hubre!
dlga_start:close_window.70|My master, Faezhar zo Faez, would like you to know that your face is less than pleasing to him.
dlga_start:grazdan_introduce_1|What does it want?
dlga_grazdan_introduce_1:grazdan_introduce_2|I am {playername}. Who are you?
dlga_grazdan_introduce_2:grazdan_master_talk|I am Grazdan mo Eraz, one of the great Wise Masters of Yunkai, and envoy to the Volantenes, whom I will soon visit on my errand to bring them over to our cause.
dlga_grazdan_master_talk:grazdan_master_customize|Which cause is that?
dlga_grazdan_master_customize:grazdan_master_customize11|The dragon whore has disrupted the slave trade, pillaged Meereen and even now feasts her dragons on the flesh of new born children. She impales anyone who defies her on spikes to die, and she bathes in the blood of virgins to keep her youthfull apperance. It is said that she became accustomed to bedding horses during her time with the Dothraki, and now no man can satisfy her.
dlga_grazdan_master_customize11:grazdan_master_customize12|Even so, she is said to take a new lover each night, and those who fail to please her is feed to her dragons. She is a vile harlot, and so we Yunkai'i must put a stop to her ways. A great army will be gathered, legions from New Ghis are on their way, the Wise Masters have raised many well-trained soldiers, and if the Gods favour us, the Volantenes will aid our cause.
dlga_grazdan_master_customize12:grazdan_master_customize2|Your cause is doomed!
dlga_grazdan_master_customize2:close_window|Dyni!
dlga_grazdan_master_customize12:grazdan_master_customize3|Your cause is just!
dlga_grazdan_master_customize3:close_window|Rigle!
dlga_start:close_window.71|Gusela!
dlga_start:close_window.72|My master, the great Grazdan mo Eraz, is a very skilled lover, he brings me to the brink of pleasure every night.
dlga_start:close_window.73|The great Grazdan mo Eraz is a most valiant warrior and a great general. He would surely have adverted the destruction of Astapor, had he been in charge.
dlga_start:european_gunsmith_talk|Pst! Over here! A good day to you, my friend. I am Gramnan. I trade in rare and valuable spices, fit for kings!
dlga_european_gunsmith_talk:european_gunsmith_talk_cozur|Allow me to show you my fine wares. Rest assured, any spice I offer you is of the utmost quality, I swear it by the gods! May they strike me down right this moment should a lie touch my tongue!
dlga_european_gunsmith_talk_cozur:european_gunsmith_pistols|I would like to buy some spices.
dlga_european_gunsmith_talk_cozur:close_window|Not today, good merchant, I have other matters to which I must attend.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols:european_gunsmith_pistols2|Ah, {playername}, you are a most gentle, noble and handsome person! These spices will prolong your life, and make you irresistible to all the men and women of the land! I sell saffron, cinnamon and nutmeg, and a pound costs only 500 coins!
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_talk|I will take a pound of saffron.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_talk.1|I will take a pound of cinnamon.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_talk.2|I will take a pound of nutmeg.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_talk.3|Actually, cancel that order.
dlga_start:european_gunsmith_talk.1|A good day to you, my friend. I am Gora, the illustrious adventurer! You look a mighty warrior, I have just the thing for you!
dlga_european_gunsmith_talk:european_gunsmith_talk_cozur.1|On a journey to the cursed city of Mantarys, I found three valyrian swords! The inscription shows that they belonged to the great scions of Ghis, Mazdhan the Magnificent, Hazrak the Handsome and Zharaq the Liberator!
dlga_european_gunsmith_talk_cozur:european_gunsmith_pistols.1|I would like to buy one of these swords.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols:european_gunsmith_pistols2.1|Ah, {playername}, you are a most gentle, noble and handsome person! These swords will make you unbeatable in any fight! I can be persuaded to sell each sword for as little as 10000 coins! I know, it's a crime, but you have such an honest face!
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_talk.4|I will take the sword that belonged to Mazdhan.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_talk.5|I will take the sword that belonged to Hazrak.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_talk.6|I will take the sword that belonged to Zharaq.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_talk.7|Actually, cancel that order.
dlga_start:close_window.74|Urnet luo buzdaro tolvio belma pryjatas!
dlga_start:close_window.75|Dorior darion udrirzi mijessis.
dlga_start:close_window.76|Olvie hen embraro tolmiot nykelot avy ivestragon issa.
dlga_start:close_window.77|Vala egromy robir ezimza.
dlga_start:close_window.78|What do you want?
dlga_start:close_window.79|Aeksiot zyhon vaoreznon jepin, se ziksoso udlissis!
dlga_start:close_window.80|Jomozussis lua vala mirros engoso ydrassigon kostilos daor.
dlga_start:european_gunsmith_talk.2|A good day to you, my friend. I am Gessala. I trade in rare spices, from all over the world. From Asshai to Qarth, Zamettar to Great Moraq, if they grow it, I sell it.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pretalk:european_gunsmith_talk|Allow me to show you my fine wares. Rest assured, any spice I offer you is of the utmost quality.
dlga_european_gunsmith_talk:european_gunsmith_pistols|I would like to look at the spices from Asshai.
dlga_european_gunsmith_talk:european_gunsmith_blunderbusses|I would like to look at the spices from Qarth
dlga_european_gunsmith_talk:european_gunsmith_muskets|I would like to look at the spices from Zamettar.
dlga_european_gunsmith_talk:european_gunsmith_rifles|I would like to look at the spices from Great Moraq.
dlga_european_gunsmith_talk:close_window|Not today, good merchant, I have other matters to which I must attend.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols:european_gunsmith_pistols2.2|Ah, but of course, {playername}, you are a discerning indvidual, and with taste. Asshai produces fine spice. I offer three destinct spices from the Shadow Lands. Fine saffron, exquisite myrrh and sweet cinnamon. A pound costs 600 coins.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_pretalk|I will take a pound of saffron.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.1|I will take a pound of myrrh.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.2|I will take a pound of cinnamon.
dlga_european_gunsmith_pistols2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.3|Actually, cancel that order.
dlga_european_gunsmith_blunderbusses:european_gunsmith_blunderbusses2|Ah, but of course, {playername}, you are a person of fine taste, and Qarth produces some of the best spice. I offer three destinct spices from that most ancient of cities. Fine saffron, exquisite pepper and sweet cardamom. A pound costs 400 coins.
dlga_european_gunsmith_blunderbusses2:european_gunsmith_pretalk|I will take a pound of saffron.
dlga_european_gunsmith_blunderbusses2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.1|I will take a pound of pepper.
dlga_european_gunsmith_blunderbusses2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.2|I will take a pound of cardamom.
dlga_european_gunsmith_blunderbusses2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.3|Actually, cancel that order.
dlga_european_gunsmith_muskets:european_gunsmith_muskets2|Ah, but of course, {playername}, the spicers from Zamettar are known throughout for their fine products. I offer three destinct spices from that most exotic of ports. Fine nutmeg, exquisite curry and sweet anise. A pound costs 600 coins.
dlga_european_gunsmith_muskets2:european_gunsmith_pretalk|I will take a pound of nutmeg.
dlga_european_gunsmith_muskets2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.1|I will take a pound of curry.
dlga_european_gunsmith_muskets2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.2|I will take a pound of anise.
dlga_european_gunsmith_muskets2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.3|Actually, cancel that order.
dlga_european_gunsmith_rifles:european_gunsmith_rifles2|Ah yes, Great Moraq. A fine choice, {playername}, Great Moraq is truly the spice capital of the world. I offer three destinct spices from that most exotic and dangerous island of dangers. Fine cloves, exquisite spiceflower and sweet persimmon seeds. A pound costs 200 coins.
dlga_european_gunsmith_rifles2:european_gunsmith_pretalk|I will take a pound of cloves.
dlga_european_gunsmith_rifles2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.1|I will take a pound of spiceflower.
dlga_european_gunsmith_rifles2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.2|I will take a pound of persimmon seeds.
dlga_european_gunsmith_rifles2:european_gunsmith_pretalk.3|Actually, cancel that order.
dlga_start:close_window.81|Hash yer ray tih loy alegra, zhey vikeesi?
dlga_start:close_window.82|Eyel varthasoe she ilekaan rikhoya arrekaan vekha vosi yeroon vosma tolorro!
dlga_start:close_window.83|Hmph!
dlga_start:close_window.84|Hash tihi vekhi she nhare yeroon?
dlga_start:close_window.85|Water... please...
dlga_start:close_window.86|Eveth...
dlga_start:sebban_introduce_1|Vesterozia?
dlga_sebban_introduce_1:sebban_introduce_2|Yes?
dlga_sebban_introduce_2:sebban_master_talk|Jeva jumuzugon?
dlga_sebban_master_talk:sebban_master_customize|No?
dlga_sebban_master_customize:close_window|Meri mozugon?
dlga_sebban_master_talk:sebban_master_customize2|Yes?
dlga_sebban_master_customize2:close_window|Mazoregon!
dlga_start:close_window.87|Nadinagon nuspes!
dlga_start:close_window.88|Qiloni pilos lue vale tolvie ossenatas!
dlga_start:close_window.89|Rine dore odrikatas!
dlga_start:close_window.90|Munar aot teptas lue brozi, ia mirre tolie iderebas.
dlga_start:close_window.91|Aeksiot zyhon vaoreznon jepin, se ziksoso udlissis.
dlga_start:close_window.92|Zaldrizes buzdari iksos daor.
dlga_start:alarys_introduce_1|Yes, what is it?
dlga_alarys_introduce_1:alarys_introduce_2|You speak the common tongue?
dlga_alarys_introduce_2:alarys_master_talk|Yes, of course I do. I was born and raised in Ashford.
dlga_alarys_master_talk:alarys_master_customize|What are you doing here in Slaver's Bay then?
dlga_alarys_master_customize:alarys_master_talk|Selling my sword. I'm a sellsword. Was a member of the Long Lances, but my horse died. Gylo Rhegan apparently has no need for horseless horsemen, so here I am, walking across a damned desert, guarding these savages. Should have stayed in Ashford. Nothing here but sand and slaves.
dlga_alarys_master_talk:close_window|Goodbye.
dlga_start:close_window.93|We'll reach Meereen soon.
dlga_start:close_window.94|Azanty drejikydho dyni!
dlga_start:ero_introduce_1|Gundjabo?
dlga_ero_introduce_1:ero_introduce_2|I'm sorry?
dlga_ero_introduce_2:close_window|Hilagho? Pindhago skoverdi tala live?
dlga_start:close_window.95|Gusela!
dlga_start:olwan_introduce_1|Yes?
dlga_olwan_introduce_1:olwan_introduce_2|What is a dornishman doing here?
dlga_olwan_introduce_2:close_window|What's it to you?
dlga_start:close_window.96|I'm busy!
dlga_start:mheran_introduce_1|Vesterozia?
dlga_mheran_introduce_1:mheran_introduce_2|Excuse me?
dlga_mheran_introduce_2:mheran_master_talk|Rysta! Odabagon nejo live lerraska?
dlga_mheran_master_talk:mheran_master_customize|Yes?
dlga_mheran_master_customize:close_window|Krimvo!
dlga_mheran_master_talk:mheran_master_customize2|No?
dlga_mheran_master_customize2:close_window|Ima vi nejo emi hubre!
dlga_start:close_window.97|Gusela!
dlga_start:floran_introduce_1|Yes, what is it?
dlga_floran_introduce_1:floran_introduce_2|When do we reach Volantis?
dlga_floran_introduce_2:floran_master_talk|We'll be there soon, {playername}. The wind is strong, and we're making good time.
dlga_floran_master_talk:floran_master_customize|Where are you from?
dlga_floran_master_customize:floran_master_talk|Braavos! Born and raised. Tell you the truth, it makes me sick to deal with these fat slave mongerers living in Slaver's Bay, but perhaps the Dragon Queen will put an end to their vile trade.
dlga_floran_master_talk:close_window|Thank you for your time, captain.
dlga_start:close_window.98|We'll reach Volantis soon.
dlga_start:close_window.99|Hmph!
dlga_start:close_window.100|What do you want?!
dlga_start:yarin3_introduce_1|Yes, yes, what is it?
dlga_yarin3_introduce_1:yarin3_introduce_2|What are you planning on buying in Yunkai?
dlga_yarin3_introduce_2:yarin3_master_talk|I'm not going to buy anything, but I imagine the captain might be partial to one of them bed slaves. We where supposed to go to Astapor, to sell the ivory, but obviously, that would be a folly.
dlga_yarin3_master_talk:yarin3_master_customize|What happened to Astapor?
dlga_yarin3_master_customize:yarin3_master_talk|We've been hearing rumors for weeks. A dragon descended on the city! Big and scaly, with perky tits! Damndest thing I've ever heard described, but then again, the person describing it didn't speak anything but dothraki, which I don't understand at all. Had to surmiss the story from his arm movements. Still, I'd like to see this dragon, even if it does have tits...
dlga_yarin3_master_talk:close_window|Thank you for your time.
dlga_start:close_window.101|Can't wait to get into town, haven't had a drink for days.
dlga_start:close_window.102|Hmph!
dlga_start:sanor2_introduce_1|Yes?
dlga_sanor2_introduce_1:sanor2_introduce_2|Have you ever been to Valyria?
dlga_sanor2_introduce_2:sanor2_master_talk|Hah! No, my friend, no. And I ain't ever going there either!
dlga_sanor2_master_talk:sanor2_master_customize|Why not?
dlga_sanor2_master_customize:sanor2_master_talk|Those damned islands are filled with demons. Heard it from a whore, who fucked a merchant, who had a brother that'd been there. Big demons they are, and they'll eat your soul.
dlga_sanor2_master_talk:close_window|Thank you for your time.
dlga_start:close_window.103|Can't wait to get out of this fog. Makes me shiver.
dlga_start:close_window.104|What do you want?!
dlga_start:close_window.105|I'm busy!
dlga_start:jeorador2_introduce_1|Yes?
dlga_jeorador2_introduce_1:jeorador2_introduce_2|What happens to the slaves in the hold if the ship sinks?
dlga_jeorador2_introduce_2:jeorador2_master_talk|They drown, I suppose. Don't really care about them.
dlga_jeorador2_master_talk:jeorador2_master_customize|Why not?
dlga_jeorador2_master_customize:jeorador2_master_talk|Some men where made to be slaves, some to be masters. I'm not a slave, means I must be a master, eh. May not be the captain of the ship, but at least I ain't no slave.
dlga_jeorador2_master_talk:close_window|Thank you for your time.
dlga_start:close_window.106|Can't wait to get into port. Been dying to have myself a whore.
dlga_start:jeorador3_introduce_1|What?
dlga_jeorador3_introduce_1:jeorador3_introduce_2|Have you been doing a lot of whoring?
dlga_jeorador3_introduce_2:jeorador3_master_talk|Been whoring my whole life. Nothing I enjoy more than buying a woman, shows them who's in control.
dlga_jeorador3_master_talk:jeorador3_master_customize|Yes, they need to learn their place!
dlga_jeorador3_master_customize:close_window|I agree!
dlga_jeorador3_master_talk:jeorador3_master_customize2|I reckon those who buy whores are those unable to find a woman who will fuck them without getting paid.
dlga_jeorador3_master_customize2:close_window|Bah! What do you know!
dlga_start:close_window.107|Hmph!
dlga_start:bayle_introduce_1|Yarr, what do you want?
dlga_bayle_introduce_1:bayle_introduce_2|I'm {playername}. Who are you?
dlga_bayle_introduce_2:bayle_master_talk|Captain Bayle Neres be I, master of the Spicy Maiden, the fastest ship of this here port.
dlga_bayle_master_talk:bayle_master_customize|Where are you headed?
dlga_bayle_master_customize:bayle_master_customize2|Towards Yunkai, carrying spices, fine wine and ivory! We also have a cabin free, should you wish to join us. The journey is long and hazardous, and we will sail close to Valyria, but there is a great opportunity for profit. The cabin is not cheap though, it'll cost you 2000 coins.
dlga_bayle_master_customize2:bayle_master_customize3|Here's the coin, then.
dlga_bayle_master_customize2:close_window|That is too much!
dlga_bayle_master_customize3:bayle_finish|Very well! We'll leave immediatly!
dlga_bayle_finish:close_window|Right!
dlga_bayle_master_talk:close_window|Excuse me.
dlga_start:bayle1_introduce_1|Ah, {playername}!
dlga_bayle1_introduce_1:bayle1_introduce_2|Greetings, captain. Would you be chance be heading for Yunkai in the future?
dlga_bayle1_introduce_2:bayle1_master_talk|Indeed I am, {playername}.
dlga_bayle1_master_talk:bayle1_master_customize|I don't suppose you have a free cabin?
dlga_bayle1_master_customize:bayle1_master_customize2|I do, I do! It will cost you 4000, should you wish to travel towards Yunkai.
dlga_bayle1_master_customize2:bayle1_master_customize3|Here's the coin, then.
dlga_bayle1_master_customize2:close_window|That is too much!
dlga_bayle1_master_customize3:bayle1_finish|Very well! We'll leave immediatly!
dlga_bayle1_finish:close_window|Right!
dlga_bayle1_master_talk:close_window|Excuse me.
dlga_start:bayle1_introduce_1.1|Yes, what is it?
dlga_bayle1_introduce_1:bayle1_introduce_2.1|When do we reach Yunkai?
dlga_bayle1_introduce_2:bayle1_master_talk.1|It'll be a while, {playername}. We've yet to sail past Valyria.
dlga_bayle1_master_talk:bayle1_master_customize.1|I heard sailors talk of the Doom. Can you tell me more?
dlga_bayle1_master_customize:bayle1_master_talk|People say that the Doom still rules Valyria. Whatever that means. All I know is that most people who venture too close to the ruins are never seen again. It is said that demons roam the great empty halls of the dragonlords.
dlga_bayle1_master_talk:close_window.1|Thank you for your time, captain.
dlga_start:close_window.108|The wind should pick up soon, I can feel it in my bones.
dlga_start:bayle2_introduce_1|Yes?
dlga_bayle2_introduce_1:bayle2_introduce_2|What is this unnatural fog?
dlga_bayle2_introduce_2:bayle2_master_talk|The curse of Valyria.
dlga_bayle2_master_talk:bayle2_master_customize|Tell me more.
dlga_bayle2_master_customize:bayle2_master_talk|Valyria was once connected to the mainland of Essos. When the Doom came to the Freehold, the mountains split and spewed forth great amounts of molten rock. Great earthquakes devastated the continent, and the sea came rushing in, turning Valyria into several islands. The Fourteen Fires, the great fire mountains of Valyria, are now submerged, but still the fires burn and cause the sea to evaporate.
dlga_bayle2_master_talk:close_window|Thank you for your time.
dlga_start:close_window.109|This fog is horrible. Monsters and pirates could lurk in it.
dlga_start:bayle3_introduce_1|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_bayle3_introduce_1:bayle3_introduce_2|When will we reach Yunkai?
dlga_bayle3_introduce_2:bayle3_master_talk|It won't be long now.
dlga_bayle3_master_talk:bayle3_master_customize|Can you tell me about Yunkai?
dlga_bayle3_master_customize:bayle3_master_talk|Yunkai is also known as The Yellow City. It lies on the eastern coast of Slaver's Bay, close to the island of Yaros. The Yunkai'i are known for training, and selling, bed slaves. The bedslaves learn the Ways of the Seven Sighs and Sixteen Seats of Pleasure. I'm gonna buy myself one of the fair skinned ones, been too long since I had a woman.
dlga_bayle3_master_talk:close_window|Thank you for your time, Bayle.
dlga_start:close_window.110|We should be able to see the Island of Yaros soon.
dlga_start:merry_introduce_1|Hello there! Welcome to the Happy Port!
dlga_merry_introduce_1:merry_introduce_2|Who are you?
dlga_merry_introduce_2:merry_master_talk|I'm Meralyn, but people call me Merry. Got myself the largest pair of tits in all of Braavos, and me and my girls make many a dream come true!
dlga_merry_master_talk:merry_master_customize|I'd like to have a look at those tits of yours.
dlga_merry_master_customize:merry_master_customize2|I'm sorry, I've spent all the years on my back that I care to. You can see if Lanna is free though. She's fourteen and freshly flowered. Expensive, but it'll be worth the gold, I promise you!
dlga_merry_master_customize2:merry_master_customize3|I'll see if I can find her.
dlga_merry_master_customize3:merry_finish|See that you're not too rough on her, poor girl still got dreams of romance.
dlga_merry_finish:close_window|Hmpfh!
dlga_merry_master_talk:close_window|Excuse me.
dlga_start:close_window.111|I'm on my way out to buy some oysters.
dlga_start:sailors_wife_introduce_1|Yes, sweetheart?
dlga_sailors_wife_introduce_1:sailors_wife_introduce_2|Who are you?
dlga_sailors_wife_introduce_2:sailors_wife_master_talk|I'm one of Merrys girls.
dlga_sailors_wife_master_talk:sailors_wife_master_customize|And?
dlga_sailors_wife_master_customize:sailors_wife_master_customize2|Would you like to take me for a tumble? It's cheap, only 25 silver. Of course, you'll have to marry me first. I'm no whore! One of the septons upstairs can perform the ceremony, they always do.
dlga_sailors_wife_master_customize2:sailors_wife_master_customize3|Upstairs then, wife.
dlga_sailors_wife_master_customize2:close_window|I'm sorry, I can't afford you.
dlga_sailors_wife_master_customize3:sailors_wife_finish|Oh yes husband, take me to bed, I'm your blushing bride!
dlga_sailors_wife_finish:close_window|Hmpfh!
dlga_sailors_wife_master_talk:close_window|Excuse me.
dlga_start:close_window.112|I'm much too sore for you, big man.
dlga_start:lanna_introduce_1|My name is Lanna, who are you?
dlga_lanna_introduce_1:lanna_introduce_2|I'm {playername}.
dlga_lanna_introduce_2:lanna_master_talk|Hello {playername}! Merry and mother says I have to be courteous and shy to every man who comes in here! But not in the bedroom.
dlga_lanna_master_talk:lanna_master_customize|I'm intrigued. Let's go upstairs
dlga_lanna_master_customize:lanna_master_customize2|Oh oh, payments first! Merry says I'm worth three times as much as any of the other girls in here! Pay the price of 100 silver, and you can do anything you want to me!
dlga_lanna_master_customize2:lanna_master_customize3|Here's the money, then.
dlga_lanna_master_customize2:close_window|I'm sorry, I can't afford you.
dlga_lanna_master_customize3:lanna_finish|{My lord/My lady}! So generous you are! You can pretend I'm a maiden!
dlga_lanna_finish:close_window|Right!
dlga_lanna_master_talk:close_window|Excuse me.
dlga_start:close_window.113|I'm too numb to work right now, sweetheart.
dlga_start:daughter_dusk_introduce_1|Yes?
dlga_daughter_dusk_introduce_1:daughter_dusk_introduce_2|I'm {playername} my lady. May I know more about you?
dlga_daughter_dusk_introduce_2:daughter_dusk_master_talk|Oh {playername}, you are not from these parts are you? The people of Braavos call me the Daughter of the Dusk. I'm a courtesan, which is a fancy way of saying that I'm a whore. The only difference between me and those girls who get raw cunts lying on straw beds, is that I choose my lovers, and that I'm more often than not much more powerful than they are.
dlga_daughter_dusk_master_talk:daughter_dusk_master_customize|You seem frank for a, ehm, lady of the evening.
dlga_daughter_dusk_master_customize:daughter_dusk_master_customize2|What would you have me say, or do? I could flatter my lovers, laugh at their silly jokes and tell them how they make my knees shaky. But those kinds of tricks are for women like Bellegere, or the Mermaid Queen. I tell the men the harsh truths of the world, and they pay me as much for that truth as for what is between my legs. I suspect Bellegere does as well, but it's not commonly known.
dlga_daughter_dusk_master_customize2:daughter_dusk_master_customize3|My lady, I find your frankness refreshing.
dlga_daughter_dusk_master_customize2:close_window|A lady ought to be seen, not heard!
dlga_daughter_dusk_master_customize3:daughter_dusk_finish|I'm sure you do, {playername}, just as I am sure you would cut off your own hand to get in the wet spot between my legs. Alas, I have a lover whom I quite enjoy at the moment. If not, I should have taken you with me to my quarters right this moment. You have a certain roguish face that I quite enjoy.
dlga_daughter_dusk_finish:close_window|I bid you farewell then, my lady.
dlga_daughter_dusk_master_talk:close_window|Excuse me.
dlga_start:close_window.114|I'm afraid I cannot talk right now, I'm trying to deduce some events.
dlga_start:black_pearl_introduce_1|Can I help you?
dlga_black_pearl_introduce_1:black_pearl_introduce_2|I'm {playername}, my lady. Might I have the honor of knowing more about you?
dlga_black_pearl_introduce_2:black_pearl_master_talk|The common people of Braavos call me the Black Pearl, and talk in secret of my wicked ways and illustrious ancestors. My real name is Bellegere Otherys.
dlga_black_pearl_master_talk:black_pearl_master_customize|Who are your illustrious ancestors?
dlga_black_pearl_master_customize:black_pearl_master_customize2|Oh, one of the Targaryen kings. Aegon the Unlikely to be frank, which does put a damper on the illustrious part. He sowed his seed with more vigor than most farmers, and had a crop to match. Say, {playername}, are you looking to make a name for yourself? I can help you along, in return for a favor. I am, by far, the most powerful woman in Braavos, adored by the common folk and lusted after by the princes. A kiss from me would put your name on everyones lips, and your name would become common knowledge in the city. All I ask in return is that you keep in mind the favor you owe me, to be repaid at a later date.
dlga_black_pearl_master_customize2:black_pearl_master_customize3|I should conquer Valyria for a kiss from you, my lady!
dlga_black_pearl_master_customize2:close_window|My lady, I fear I cannot be in debt to a woman as lovely as you!
dlga_black_pearl_master_customize3:black_pearl_finish|Very well then, {playername}, meet me by the balcony. The light will make both of us look lovely, and my dress becomes positively transparent in such light, if you stand close to me.
dlga_black_pearl_finish:close_window|Right!
dlga_black_pearl_master_talk:close_window|Excuse me.
dlga_start:close_window.115|I'm afraid I have an audience with the Iron Bank soon, {playername}, and I have to prepare myself.
dlga_start:bella_introduce_1|Hi there, welcome to the Peach.
dlga_bella_introduce_1:bella_introduce_2|Who are you?
dlga_bella_introduce_2:bella_master_talk|I'm one of the girls working here. My mother used to work here too. My name is Bella, I'm named for the battle.
dlga_bella_master_talk:bella_master_customize|Which battle was that?
dlga_bella_master_customize:bella_master_customize2|Oh, the Battle of the Bells. When the king hid here, Lord Connington came to root him out. But then the lords Stark, Tully and Arryn descended on the town, and they defeated the army of the Mad King! Leslyn says my mother was the kings favorite, and that he rung her bell more than any of the other girls. Makes me the kings bastard daughter I suppose. Anyhow, you can have me for 25 silver.
dlga_bella_master_customize2:bella_master_customize3|I've never slept with a kings bastard before. Let's go upstairs.
dlga_bella_master_customize2:close_window|I'm sorry, I'm busy.
dlga_bella_master_customize3:bella_finish|Oh my yes! My royal blood is all fiery!
dlga_bella_finish:close_window|Hmpfh!
dlga_bella_master_talk:close_window|Excuse me.
dlga_start:close_window.116|I have to go help the Huntsman with his dogs. Visit me later!
dlga_start:leslyn_introduce_1|Yes, sweetheart?
dlga_leslyn_introduce_1:leslyn_introduce_2|Who are you?
dlga_leslyn_introduce_2:leslyn_master_talk|I'm Leslyn, one of the girls here at the Peach.
dlga_leslyn_master_talk:leslyn_master_customize|What do you mean by 'girls'?
dlga_leslyn_master_customize:leslyn_master_customize2|Oh, I'm one of the whores here. I make my living on my back or on my knees. Or both. If that's your sort of thing, you can be the one on your knees or on your back. Price is 25 silver.
dlga_leslyn_master_customize2:leslyn_master_customize3|Ah, I've never played the womans part. Let's go upstairs and do that!
dlga_leslyn_master_customize2:close_window|I'm sorry, I'll have to get going.
dlga_leslyn_master_customize3:leslyn_finish|Upstairs you go then, I'll go get the broom handle!
dlga_leslyn_finish:close_window|Hmpfh!
dlga_leslyn_master_talk:close_window|Excuse me.
dlga_start:close_window.117|Word is there's outlaws in the area, I'll have to help the men repairing the gate.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1|What do you want?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2|Merely pass the time in a tavern. Do any interesting people ever come here?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window|I suppose Septon Germund is the man you'd talk to. Hear him tell it, he used to live a life of adventure down in the south. He's not here right now, but come back later, I'm sure you'll find him. Never far off when it comes to ale and wenches, even though he's a septon.
dlga_start:close_window.118|What?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk|Greetings. I am Germund, the septon of this part of town. I used to live in the castle, but alas, Lord Manderly does not take kindly to those who would filch saffron from his private stores...
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2|Any news from the castle?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window|I have other things to do than to listen to a senile old man. Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.10|Yes, {playername}. Maester Theomare had a raven a few days ago, from Eastwatch-by-the-Sea. We've been told to keep a watch out for wildlings, Cotter Pyke writes that they've grown ever bolder. One can only imagine, with the watch dwindled to next to nothing, and a new King-Beyond-the-Wall!
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.2|All very good, but how does that effect me?
dlga_wildfire_talk3:close_window|Excuse me, I have important matters that require my attention.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.4|We haven't seen any wildlings here for years, but we haven't had visitors from Hillhall in quite a while either, though they used to come here to sell their iron. They've had a special relationship with the port officials for aeons, had dispensation granted to them by one of the old Stark lords. Cregan, I think. It's been much too long since they came here last, now that I think of it. I need you to go and take a look at the village, see if anything is wrong.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.1|I suppose I can go take a look.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window|I have better things to do than to visit some far away village. Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.1|Oh, splendid! The village lies close to the Bay of Seals, north of Karhold. Should you find anything, travel bach here and speak with Gerold, he's a recruiter for the Night's Watch, and he can take your findings back to the Wall. Along with whatever lost souls he finds in the dungeons.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window|Very well, I'll return once I've scouted the village.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.1|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.119|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk|Who are you?! Stay away from me!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2|What happened here?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.1|Wildlings, {my lord/my lady}! They come during the night, put the village to the torch! Horrible, t'was!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5|My name is {playername}. I've been sent to scout out the village. Tell me where the wildlings went.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:pj_wildfire_talk6.1|I don't know {my lord/my lady}, but they can't have gone far! Mayhaps they went for another of the villages, greedy savages that they are. Goodwife Myra over at Last Hearth may have heard something, she's the biggest gossip in the realm. She works in the kitchens, along with that daughter of hers. My ma always told me kitchens are where all the important news comes through first. She should have known, worked in one for a while.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk6:pj_wildfire_talk8|How is it that you survived the wildling attack?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk8:close_window|I hid in the top of that huge pine over there. Saw their savagery though! T'was horrible {my lord/my lady}, horrible. Goodwife Hanna must've been raped by half a hundred men, and her daughters where made to watch, before their turn came! They're beasts in human skin these wildlings. Sleeps with giants, snarks and worse.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window|Are you mad?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.1|What do you want?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.1|Have you heard of any wildlings being sighted?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.2|Oh gods no! Haven't seen a wildling since I was but a wee child. Big shaggy man he was, put an axe in the blacksmiths skull.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5.1|Do you know of any who might have seen or heard anything?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:pj_wildfire_talk6.2|Talk to my daughter Jess. Foolish girl, she been talking to all kind of travellers passing through. Been laying with a few of them as well, I should think, hah. Spreading her legs for any man who wants her, she'll have a swollen belly before the years out I tell you!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk6:close_window|You've been most helpful.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos|Who are you?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window|I'm Goodwife Myra, the oldest woman in this here castle! Been living here for decades, I have.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.1|No matter, I'm leaving.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.2|What do you want, huh?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.2|Careful, girl. Insolence is not a virtue.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.3|Forgive me, {my lord/my lady}. I did not see clearly who spoke to me.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk4.1|Your mother seemed to think that you may have heard about some wildlings.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk4:pj_wildfire_talk5.1|Yes, {my lord/my lady}. They come over the Wall, Willam said, though Halbert said they sail across the Bay. Then again, what do they know. Josmond said he'd heard m'lords talk about wildlings in the Lonely Hills, close to that old abandoned holdfast. {My lord/My lady}... would you fancy a tumble? You look just my type!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:pj_wildfire_talk6.3|No. I don't lie with filthy peasants.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:pj_wildfire_talk7|Might be I could.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk6:close_window.1|Forgive me, {my lord/my lady}, is just that I saw your fancy clothing, thought you might fancy me!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk7:close_window|Oh my! But we can't, I forgot about mother being right here!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.2|Nothing, I'm leaving.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.3|What do you want? What do you want? I saw an elk carrying a dead man, in a dream!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.3|I've come searching for wildlings. Have you seen them?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.4|Saw a fist in the snow, the dead was crawling all over it! Saw a dark shape in the north! It speaks to me, whispers! Saw wild men too, but they're my brothers now! Beneath the ground we'll lie, but not yet! When the dawn is ended, I'll have my bride, my cold bride, in the snow and in the dirt!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5.2|Tell me where the wildlings went. Now.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:close_window|Hah! Heh! No! You can't have them! He gave them to me, they're mine to play with! In the cold north, the night reigns. And then they'll kill me! A big happy family we are! Come, come, I'll show you!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:nacroxnicke_creditos|Who are you?
dlga_nacroxnicke_creditos:close_window|None of your concern! I'm just an old man!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.3|Nothing.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.4|What do you want?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.4|Septon Germund sent me.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.5|Is that so? What does the old knave want? More saffron, or is it one of Lord Manderlys nieces he's got his eye on this time? Or perhaps a cousin? Heh.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk4.2|No. He sent me to track down a band of wildlings that had burned the village of Hillhall. My journey ended north of the Dreadfort, in the Lonely Hills, where I found the wildlings. They where cold as ice, yet still they walked. Their eyes where blue, without life. They where wights.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk4:pj_wildfire_talk5.2|We had a raven from the Lord Commander... Thought for sure that Aemons wits must have been wandering, but if you saw the same in the Hills...
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:pj_wildfire_talk6.4|Hear me well, {playername}. I'm a learned man, and I've spent many of my years in the cellars of Castle Black, looking over the old books. Wights are not supposed to be able to pass beneath the Wall. It's not just ice and stone. Powerful magic was used to raise it, and it still holds to this day. These wights must have been reanimated here, not beyond the Wall.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk6:pj_wildfire_talk7.1|They where. I slew the man who did it.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk7:close_window.1|Gods be good! Return to Septon Germund at once, {playername}. He must be made to spread the word. The villagers must be armed. The Wall must hold!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.4|I forgot.
dlga_start:pj_germund_talk|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_pj_germund_talk:wildfire_espada|I found the wildlings. An old man had raised them from the dead, as wights!
dlga_wildfire_espada:wildfire_espada2|This is dire news, {playername}! The Seven-Pointed Star warns of wights and revenants, shades and snarks! We must arm the villages, and warn the lords! And someone must send a raven to the Wall... Gueren can do that! And make sure our fires burn brigt! Speaking of fire, I have something that might come in handy, should you run into more of these creatures.
dlga_wildfire_espada2:new_one_wildfire|Where did you get these?
dlga_new_one_wildfire:close_window|Before I became a septon, I studied with the pyromancers of King's Landing. Old fools the lot of them! When I left them, I took these pots with me. Been a real nuisance having to transport them everywhere in barrels of sand, I tell you that! Be careful with them, they can't be refilled! And I certainly can't make any more of the substance!
dlga_pj_germund_talk:close_window|I forgot.
dlga_start:bye31|Greetings {playername}.
dlga_bye31:close_window|Greetings to you too.
dlga_start:clansman_starter_introduce_1|Yes? What do you want? Be quiet, or the young lord will be startled!. Wouldn't do to have him startled, he makes a mess when he twitches.
dlga_clansman_starter_introduce_1:clansman_starter_introduce_2|Do you know of anyone who would happen to have a task for me?
dlga_clansman_starter_introduce_2:close_window|The lady Lysa is the ruler of the Vale until young lord Robert comes of age. Seek an audience with her. She is currently sleeping, but come back later and I'm sure she'll find time for you.
dlga_start:close_window.120|What?
dlga_start:clansman_talk|Be quiet! You'll wake the baby! What do you want?
dlga_clansman_talk:clansman_talk2|I am {playername}, my lady, and I've come seeking adventure. Do you have any tasks for me?
dlga_clansman_talk:close_window|Farewell.
dlga_clansman_talk2:clansman_talk3|Yes, {playername}, I do, I do. Those vile mountain clans have been causing all sort of chaos lately! Not three days ago, they assaulted a septa and her ward. Slew the brave knight guarding them. I wonder how they've gotten their hands on such pristine weapons... They need to be dealt with! The Vale will know what a strong and just lord they have in their young liege!
dlga_clansman_talk3:clansman_talk4|What can I do?
dlga_clansman_talk4:clansman_talk5|Go out there and kill them, obviously! Talk to Ser Albar, Lord Nestors son. He'll know what to do, I'm sure.
dlga_clansman_talk5:clansman_talk6|Where can I find him?
dlga_clansman_talk6:clansman_talk7|Oh, how should I know? Do I have to do everything myself! Go look for him at the Bloody Gate, he often goes hunting there.
dlga_clansman_talk7:close_window|Very well, I'll return once the clans have been dealt with.
dlga_start:close_window.121|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk|I'm busy, go away!
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2|Are you Ser Albar Royce?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3|Yes, what's it to you?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk5|My name is {playername}. Lady Lysa sent me here, she believes you can help me dealing with the mountain clansmen that have been causing problems on the road to Strongsong.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6|Hah! A hundred generations of Arryns have tried to deal with those damn savages, I doubt you'll be able to do anything about them. The lady Lysa is a good and honest woman, but... she is, shall we say, prone to bouts of extreme optimism when dealing with matters like this. Still, I guess teaching the clans a lesson wouldn't be the worst we could do.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:pj_clansman_talk8|So you know where they are?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk8:close_window|Gods no! If I knew, I'd have gone after them myself. No one knows where they live, that's why they're never dealt with. The Mountains of the Moon are filled with caves and hidden valleys... Still, try and visit Jharys in Snakewood. He sometimes has dealings with the clans, but we let him get away with it because he helps us track down kidnapped maidens.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window|Hmph!
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.1|What do you want?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.1|Are you Jharys?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3.1|Yes, yes, what's it to you?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk5.1|Albar Royce seemed to think you might know where I could find the clansmen that have been raiding on the road to Strongsong.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6.1|Hah, which clan? There's a dozen! And no, I don't know where they are. Ask Ser Myles over at Coldwater Burn if he has heard something, he used to lead parties into the mountains, in the area, when he was younger and knows all the caves and cliffs like his own hose.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:close_window|You've been most helpful.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window.1|No matter, I'm leaving.
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.2|What do you want, huh?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.2|Ser Myles? Jharys told me you might know where to find the clansmen that have been raiding near Strongsong?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3.2|I'd venture a guess and say they're in one of the caves close to Strongsong. Heard a juicy rumour about Mychel Redfort and Lyn Corbray recently though, and one about that singer at the lady Lysas court. What all these young folks come up with. Seems he's rather fond of young maidens, especially those yet to be spoiled by another man!
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk4|Do you know any who might have more knowledge of the caves?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk4:pj_clansman_talk5|Not really, no. Perhaps you should ask the maester in Heart's Home?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6.2|Big help you are!
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk7|Thank you, Ser Myles.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:close_window.1|Bah!
dlga_pj_clansman_talk7:close_window|Don't mention it.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window.2|Nothing, I'm leaving.
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.3|Welcome to Heart's Home.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.3|I'm here hunting for the clansmen that attacked a septa and her ward on the road leading to Valetown.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3.3|Oh, what a terrible ordeal that was! The poor women was besides herself, spoiled by those savages, and at the same time losing her ward to untold horrors! You should ask Ser Armond over at Strongsong what to do.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk5.2|Thank you.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:close_window|My pleasure.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window.3|Nothing.
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.4|What do you want?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.4|I've come looking for the raiders who attacked the septa and her ward a few days ago, have you heard anything?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3.4|Yes, they where spotted not a mile from here, moving west. But we don't have the numbers to deal with them. As of late, the clans have grown wilder, and they bear sharp steel and heavy armor!
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk4.1|I'll head out right away, and deal with them!
dlga_pj_clansman_talk4:pj_clansman_talk5.1|You'll do that now, will you?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6.3|Well, I guess you might as well give it a go. I don't imagine you'll return, but here's a small parting gift. Never let it be said that the men of Strongsong don't reward bravery.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:pj_clansman_talk7|Thank you.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk7:close_window.1|My pleasure. I do hope you can do something about these savages.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window.4|I forgot.
dlga_pj_germund_talk:clansman_espada|I've slain the Moon Brothers, one less tribe of clansmen to trouble the Vale.
dlga_clansman_espada:clansman_espada2|Trying to steal Ser Albars glory, eh? He came to me not an hour ago and told me how he and his knights had tracked down the savages and taught them who rules the Vale. I'll not have liars at the Eyrie, away with you! Just you wait till Lord Nestor hears of this!
dlga_clansman_espada2:new_one_clansman|Erh...
dlga_new_one_clansman:close_window|Go away!
dlga_start:clansman_talk.1|Ah, {playername}! It's good to see you again!
dlga_clansman_talk:clansman_talk2.1|Haldon mentioned that you might have further need of my skills.
dlga_clansman_talk2:clansman_talk3.1|Yes, {playername}, I do, I do. I need someone to take a message to a friend of mine, in King's Landing. You know King's Landing, I assume? That big heap of fleas and poor souls strangling the mouth of the Blackwater Rush. Can't miss it, and even if you do, the smell will remind you that you're close.
dlga_clansman_talk3:clansman_talk4.1|Where can I find him?
dlga_clansman_talk3:close_window|Excuse me, I have important matters that require my attention.
dlga_clansman_talk4:clansman_talk5.1|Oh, he's usually to be found in the Black Cells of the Red Keep. Outside them though, not inside. Works as an undergaoler in the cells.
dlga_clansman_talk5:clansman_talk6.1|What is his name? How do I know whether I'm talking to the right person?
dlga_clansman_talk5:close_window|On second thought, I think I'll stay out of this.
dlga_clansman_talk6:clansman_talk7.1|My friend goes by the name of Rugen. I suppose he'll be dressed as a gaoler. Gaolers usually are. Helps mark them for what they are, that is. Gaolers, nothing else. How could a man dressed as a gaoler be anything but a gaoler.
dlga_clansman_talk7:close_window.1|Very well, I'll bring Rugen your message.
dlga_clansman_talk7:close_window.2|I can't carry that right now.
dlga_start:close_window.122|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.5|Yes?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.5|Are you Rugen?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk5.3|My name is {playername}. I've been sent by Illyrio Mopatis, all the way from Pentos, to bring you a message.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6.4|Ah, yes, the message. Hmph, well done {playername}. Let's keep this between us, eh? Here's a bit of... ah... incentive.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:pj_clansman_talk8.1|Do you need me to bring back a message?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk8:pj_clansman_talk9|Well, ah, if you're headed back to Pentos, you might as well bring him my, ah, reply. You'll need to keep quiet about your doings, obviously.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk9:close_window|Very well.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk9:close_window.1|I can't carry that right now.
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.6|Yes {playername}?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.6|Rugen asked me bring you his reply.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3.5|Ah splendid, {playername}. You've been a great help. Would you be interested in doing me yet another favor?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk5.4|Yes.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6.5|I need you to bring a chest of... valuables... to an acquaintance of mine. A knight, by the name of Rolly Duckfield. I've arranged for him to wait in a tavern in Norvos. Bring him the chest, and I'll make sure you're well rewarded.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:close_window.2|Very well.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:close_window.3|I can't carry that right now.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window.5|No matter, I'm leaving.
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.7|What do you want, huh?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.7|Ser Rolly? Magister Illyrio asked me to bring you this chest.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3.6|Ah good, good. But Griff says our plans have changed, and I'm afraid I can't carry this with me if we're going to get the boy to Selhorys in time. You'll need to return this to Magister Illyrio, with my apologies.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk4.2|Who are you talking about? Take it back?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk4:pj_clansman_talk5.2|Ah shit. Nevermind. Just bring the chest back to Pentos, and talk with the fat man. Tell him we're heading west instead of east.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6.6|I'm not a pack mule!
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk7.1|Very well.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:close_window.4|Bah!
dlga_pj_clansman_talk7:close_window.2|Thanks, friend.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window.6|Nothing, I'm leaving.
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.8|Yes, {playername}? How very good to see you. Did you get the chest to Norvos?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.8|I did, but your friend had me bring it back here.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3.7|What? Why? Did he give you a reason. Speak man.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk5.5|He said something about a boy, Selhorys and going west?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6.7|Curse that man! Griff is too impatient! We've been keeping him secret for sixteen years, and now we're running out of time?! We'll have to act quickly, {playername}. Go back to King's Landing and tell Rugen what you've learned. No, better yet, bring him this letter.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:close_window.5|Very well.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:close_window.6|I'm afraid I can't carry a letter right now.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window.7|Nothing.
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.9|What do you want?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.9|I'm looking for a man named Rugen.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3.8|Ah, Rugen! An unsavory fellow. Not like myself. I'm of royal blood myself, you see.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk4.3|What are you talking about?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk4:pj_clansman_talk5.3|I'm descended from the natural born son of a Targaryen princess. My mother told me the story. My ancestor was such a strong, brave and handsome warrior, that even a princess could fall in love with him. She told me he was a captain of a ship, a man who braved even the storms of the Cape of Wrath.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6.8|Their son was born a bastard, but a royal bastard! My fathers father added the 'Long' before 'Waters'. We're a noble family of knights carrying royal blood, you see. Couldn't have a name as lowborn as 'Waters'!
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:pj_clansman_talk7.1|Oh, I don't care! Do you know where Rugen is?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk7:close_window.3|He's in the tavern. I swear it on my royal blood!
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window.8|I forgot.
dlga_start:pj_germund_talk.1|Ah, {playername}.
dlga_pj_germund_talk:clansman_espada.1|Magister Illyrio asked me to deliver this letter to you.
dlga_clansman_espada:clansman_espada2.1|Well, ah, then. Give it here.
dlga_clansman_espada2:new_one_clansman.1|Well?
dlga_new_one_clansman:new_one_clansman2|I am in your debt, {playername}. Here, please accept this gift as a sign of my gratitude.
dlga_new_one_clansman2:new_one_clansman3|If you don't mind me asking, who is Griff?
dlga_new_one_clansman3:doran_martell_quest|Ah, {playername}, you'll know in time, in time. Suffice to say, the men of the Sunset Kingdoms are all the same. They sew some beast upon a scrap of silk, and suddenly they are all lions or stags or eagles, but black or red, a dragon is still a dragon. But ah, I need you to do one last thing for me...
dlga_doran_martell_quest:doran_martell_quest1|I need you to visit a winesink in Sunspear, called the Thirsty Goat. Look for a man called Septon Allard, and deliver the letter to him.
dlga_doran_martell_quest1:close_window|Very well.
dlga_pj_germund_talk:close_window.1|Nevermind.
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.10|What?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.10|I bring a sealed letter from Rugen.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3.9|Do you now... give it to me.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk4.4|Here you are.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk4:pj_clansman_talk5.4|Hmm...
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6.9|The prince must hear of this. Visit the castle and deliver this letter to Maester Caleotte.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:pj_clansman_talk7.2|Erm, I will...
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:close_window.7|I can't carry that right now.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk7:close_window.4|Good.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window.9|I forgot.
dlga_start:pj_clansman_talk.11|Yes?
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:pj_clansman_talk2.11|I was told to bring you this.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk2:pj_clansman_talk3.10|Ah yes... {playername}, Magister Illyrio speaks highly of you in this letter, you've done the prince a great service.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk3:pj_clansman_talk4.5|I'm glad.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk4:pj_clansman_talk5.5|Hmm...
dlga_pj_clansman_talk5:pj_clansman_talk6.10|It seems to me that the magister did not offer you a suitable reward for the great risks you've faced... I will make sure you receive a proper reward, on the understanding that not a word of what you've accomplished for us ever leave your mouth... Words are like arrows, once loosened you cannot call them back, and one stray arrow can bring down even a prince.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk6:pj_clansman_talk7.3|I won't speak a word of what I've done.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk7:close_window.5|Good, good. Accept this as a proper reward for your accomplishments then, {playername}, and remember your vow. The storm is on the horizon.
dlga_pj_clansman_talk:close_window.10|I forgot.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.1|Yes? Another one?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.1|What do you mean?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.1|My apologies, I thought you where here to enlist with those young fools riding around. Say, you look able enough. Leobald is looking for able men, and he should be back soon.
dlga_start:close_window.123|What?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.1|Ah, {playername}? Elvin said to expect you.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.1|He mentioned that you where looking for able men?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.1|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.11|Yes, I am. Ironborn have started appearing on the western coast, and in growing numbers. Not three days ago, a fleet of them sacked one of the small outlying villages on Sea Dragon Point, and my scouts tell me that another fleet has set up their base in an old cove close to the mouth of the river leading into the Rills. It's always the same. Whenever the realm is in turmoil, the krakens starts raiding.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.3|How many are there?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.5|There's no way of knowing, {playername}. Fur trappers who saw the fleet at Sea Dragon Point likely exaggerated the number, but I would still say no less than five ships.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.2|Do you know where exactly they are?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.1|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.2|They're likely using one of the old coves in the Rills as a place to supply themselves with water. The Stony Share is barren, and thinly populated, so any fleet will need a safe base of operations to be able to strike out for a longe period of time. We need to get rid of them, {playername}. They need to be taught that the wolf in Winterfell isn't the only wolf in the north.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.2|Very well, I will deal with them.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.3|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.124|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.2|Ah. You've returned. Have the reapers been dealt with?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.2|I've dealt with the them.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.2|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.12|Joyous news, {playername}! The lords of the Rills owe you their thanks, and so do the men and women of Torrhen's Square.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk5.5|We've grown accustomed to ironmen raiders in these parts, {playername}. Back under Lord Quellon, the men of the Iron Islands where want to raid the Summer Isles and the Stepstones, but under Balon they returned to their old ways.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.3|Why have they come now?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.2|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:close_window|Who can say. The Stony Shore has always been raided by ironmen. Desolate as it is, they still carry away wives and daughters as thralls, saltwives and worse.
dlga_start:close_window.125|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.3|Welcome to Winterfell. Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.3|I've been sent to offer my services.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.3|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.13|Ah, and what services would that be?
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.4|Dealing with wildling incursions.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.6|The wildlings have been wrecking havoc across the Lonely Hills. Savages is what they are, {playername}, make no mistake. I have assembled a force to bring them to justice. The finest men sworn to House Stark will be a part of this warband, but I will never refuse an offer to join from other leal friends of House Stark such as yourself.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.4|Do you know where they are?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.3|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.3|They've been attacking travellers in the Lonely Hills.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.4|Very well, I will bring the kings justice to these savages.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.5|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.126|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.5|Yes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.5|Ser Rodrik, we've taken care of the wildlings for you. They shouldn't be a threat any longer.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.6|Truly? Winterfell and the North is in your debt, {playername}. They are beasts wearing a mans skin. I'll see to it that you'll be rewarded for this deed.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window|My pleasure, Ser Rodrik.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.1|May I know more about you?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.1|I am Ser Rodrik Cassel, castellan and master-at-arms at Winterfell.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.5|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.4|Yes? Not another one, are you? Knights and beggars, each approaches the gate with the same look on their face these days...
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.4|What do you mean?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.4|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.14|Eager for a price! Reward! Or coin. Same difference. With this tourney about to take place, I hardly know what to do with myself. Lords, ladies, younger sons, troublesom uncles. And all of them arriving with little to no notice, and all of them with outrageous demands. Pickled lemons. Where do you get those? It's a wonder we'll be able to feed them all. Only because of Littlefingers contacts in Gulltown.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.5|What tourney?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.7|The Tourney of the Winged Brotherhood. The lords of the Vale have been restless and worst of all is Bronze Yohn and Lady Waynwood. But Lady Arryn has clever friends at court, and one of them suggested that she bind the lords to her son by forming a brotherhood to guard Lord Robert. That way, she can keep an eye on the lot of them.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.5|What kind of brotherhood?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.4|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.4|A brotherhood of knights - eight of them to be exact, sworn to guard the lord of the Vale for three years each. Chosen from amongst the victors in the tourney. What better way to placate troublesome nobles than by having them fight each other.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.6|I shall join this tourney.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.7|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.127|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.5|Yes?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.5|I am looking for Ser Jon Cupps.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.5|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.15|He stands before you. What do you want?
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.6|I would like to put my name into the lists.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.8|And you can prove noble blood?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.6|Yes.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.5|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.5|Very well then, I'll mark your name down, thought we'll need to verify it first. {playername}, was it? Go see the tourney master about entering the lists, we'll have your claims checked out before the tourney begins.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.8|Very well.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.9|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.128|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.6|Yes?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.6|I've come to join the ranging.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.6|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.16|Ah, good. We'll need everything we can carry, game is scarce beyond the Wall, and the wildlings hardly grow any crops. But we also need able men. Anyone who can swell our ranks is welcome.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk5.6|We're leaving soon, just need to get the last supplies packed down into barrels, and get the last ravens into their cages.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.7|What about the armor and the weapons?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.6|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.6|I would expect you to bring your own. We all must. This is not going to be a pleasure stroll through a light southern forest. If you join this ranging, you better be prepared, otherwise you'll slow down all of us.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.10|Very well.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.11|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.129|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.7|A grim task, {playername}. The wildlings outnumber us a hundred to one, and Mance Rayder was never one to lack for resolve.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.7|What has happened?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk8|Lord Slynt has asked young Snow to talk to Mance. A parley, he calls it. I doubt very much that it is the right course. Why parley, when you are assured of victory? I think Slynt has darker motives than that.
dlga_wildfire_talk8:wildfire_talk9.1|Despite all his talk of being acting Lord Commander, Slynt does have his rights. I am a maester, sworn to serve and counsel. It's not my place to question the decisions, when they have been made. And with our Master-at-Arms being behind him, Slynt has the final say in what happens from here on.
dlga_wildfire_talk9:close_window|Jon will talk to the King-Beyond-the-Wall. What shall happen from there, will happen. But I would rest easier if I knew he had a companion on this quest. Join him, {playername}, and watch his back.
dlga_start:close_window.130|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.8|Sometimes, there's no happy choices, or honourable ones, {playername}. Only a less grievous one. It was honourable to stay here while Robb marched south... But it was not a happy choice. And they killed him.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.8|What now?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk_10|There's no shame in fear, my father told me, what matters is how we face it. But what if what you fear is dishonour? We go to meet the King-Beyond-the-Wall. And we serve the realm. And we keep to our vows.
dlga_wildfire_talk_10:close_window|Very well.
dlga_start:close_window.131|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.9|A choosing is never certain, {playername}. Sometimes, the gods will see fit to surprise us. I think they've done so today, though I wonder if they did not act through a vessel.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.9|What has happened?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.17|We have a new Lord Commander. Elected as number nine hundred and ninety-eight, from a line stretching back to the Age of Heroes.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk5.7|I have served under four Lord Commanders, {playername}. Brynden Rivers disappeared during a ranging, and Lord Commander Qorgyle died of an arrow wound. Lord Mormont died by the hands of his own men.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk7|I pray that Lord Snow will find a kinder fate, though I very much doubt it.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:wildfire_talk8.1|Serving can be a hard burden, but I dare say that leading is another matter entirely. My grandfather once likened it to juggling scorpions while having to stroke a sleeping lion.
dlga_wildfire_talk8:wildfire_talk9.2|You are also a leader of men, {playername}. Allow me to give you a piece of counsel, the same counsel that I once gave my brother when we parted for the last time. He was three-and-thirty when the Great Council chose him to mount the Iron Throne. A man grown with sons of his own, yet in some ways still a boy. Egg had an innocence to him, a sweetness we all loved. Kill the boy within you, I told him the day I took ship for the Wall. It takes a man to rule. An Aegon, not an Egg. Kill the boy and let the man be born.
dlga_wildfire_talk9:wildfire_talk_10|Only the gods can tell what will happen now, {playername}, but I fear that we are quickly approaching hard times. The cold winds are rising.
dlga_wildfire_talk_10:close_window.1|Indeed.
dlga_start:close_window.132|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.10|A choosing is never certain, {playername}. Sometimes, the gods will see fit to surprise us. I think they've done so today, though I wonder if they did not act through a vessel.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.10|What has happened?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.18|We have a new Lord Commander. Elected as number nine hundred and ninety-eight, from a line stretching back to the Age of Heroes.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk5.8|I have served under four Lord Commanders, {playername}. Brynden Rivers disappeared during a ranging, and Lord Commander Qorgyle died of an arrow wound. Lord Mormont died by the hands of his own men.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:wildfire_talk8.2|Serving can be a hard burden, but I dare say that leading is another matter entirely. My grandfather once likened it to juggling scorpions while having to stroke a sleeping lion.
dlga_wildfire_talk8:wildfire_talk9.3|You are also a leader of men, {playername}. Allow me to give you a piece of counsel, the same counsel that I once gave my brother when we parted for the last time. He was three-and-thirty when the Great Council chose him to mount the Iron Throne. A man grown with sons of his own, yet in some ways still a boy. Egg had an innocence to him, a sweetness we all loved. Kill the boy within you, I told him the day I took ship for the Wall. It takes a man to rule. An Aegon, not an Egg. Kill the boy and let the man be born.
dlga_wildfire_talk_10:close_window.2|Indeed.
dlga_start:close_window.133|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.11|Yes? Come to sign up for the melee?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.11|Lord Tyrion told me about it.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.7|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.19|Very well. The king has been acting out lately, and it seems the novelty of his crossbow has worn off. We need something to distract him. The same might be said for the nobles of the court. The exile of Slynt has brought some of them out of their stupor.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.7|What are the prices in this melee?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.9|The usual, such as it is. Not many men of note left in the city, so there's no need to be extravagant. Ten thousand for the champion.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.8|What about the armor and the weapons?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.7|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.7|I would expect you to bring your own. If you have none, you have no place in a melee, especially not if the Hound is taking part.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.12|I shall join this melee.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.13|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.134|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.12|Yes? Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.12|When does the melee start?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.20|Ah, soon I imagine. Hard to say, really. The king does as he pleases, and the rest of us obey. If he wants to attend the melee, he will, and as soon as he attends, we start.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.8|So there's really no saying when?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.10|Well, I've been told that it will be today. But then again, I was told the same thing yesterday. But everythings ready, just as it was yesterday. The kitchen wenches got a bellyfull of good food yesterday, when we had to throw it all out.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.9|I'll just wait here then.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.8|As you please. The heralds will blow the trumpets when the king arrives.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.14|Very well.
dlga_start:close_window.135|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.13|Yes? Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.13|Are you the tourney master?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.21|Ah, another one come to test his mettle, eh?
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.9|You could say that.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.11|Well, I've been told to add every name to the list, as long as they bring with them their own sword. I say, Colemon will have a busy night once the first day of fighting is over.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.10|I won't need a maester.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.9|Yes, yes, they all say that. Just write your name on this here paper.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.15|Very well.
dlga_start:close_window.136|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.14|Yes? Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.14|Are you the tourney master?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.22|Ah, another one come to test his mettle, eh?
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.10|You could say that.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.12|Well, I've been told to add every name to the list, as long as they can prove noble birth. I say, be glad the Citadel is so close by - those who have entered the lists so far are a brawny lot...
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.11|I won't need a maester.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.10|Yes, yes, they all say that. Just write your name on this here paper.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.16|Very well.
dlga_start:close_window.137|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.2|Yes?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.2|I'm looking for the castellan, have you seen him?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.2|Ser Amory rode into the woods this morning, but he should be back soon.
dlga_start:close_window.138|Excuse me, I'm very busy.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.15|Yes?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.15|Do you have any tasks for me?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.8|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.23|Yes, I do. If you're man enough for it.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.11|What would you have me do?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.13|Dondarrion and his brotherhood have been raiding our foraging parties. We need to find him, but the villagers are hiding him. I've been hanging them where I find them, but they still persist in their lies. We've left one of the villages close to Harrenhal on their own for some time now, but I think it's time we gave them a visit. With Dondarrions outlaws riding around, I wouldn't mind some extra company.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.12|Is there a reward for this task?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.8|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.11|You can do whatever you want with the villagers.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.17|Then I will join your party.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.18|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.139|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.6|Yes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.6|Ser Amory, we've killed Dondarrion. He shouldn't be a threat any longer.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.7|We'll see, {playername}. The Mountain ran him through with a lance, but still he came back.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.1|We'll see. If you've any other tasks that need doing, let me know.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.6|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.3|I am Septon Garibald. May the Father Above watch over you. Now, how can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.3|Do you have any tasks for me?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:wildfire_starter_introduce_3|No, not right now, but I've heard that one of the tenants of Cairnhall has been seeking a knight to get rid of an, erm, wight... or a grumkin. Who can tell what goes on in a peasants mind. He has made his home in the tavern. I also overheard the captain of the guards, Ser Clifford Gower, talk about some letters he needs delivered to some minor lord. Ser Clifford went out hunting this morning, but he should be back in a few hours. Ah, and yes, if you have the time, {playername}, I need a letter delivered to archmaester Harodon at the Citadel in Oldtown. Ah, and we received a raven yesterday, apparently the Night's Watch is going to deal with this so called 'King Beyond the Wall' and the Lord Commander is asking that all able men join their fight against the wildlings.
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_3:close_window|Very well.
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_3:close_window.1|I can't carry a letter right now.
dlga_start:close_window.140|I'm busy.
dlga_start:bank_pretalk|Welcome to the Iron Bank. How can I be of service?
dlga_bank_pre_pretalk:bank_pretalk|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_bank_pretalk:bank_talk|I want to discuss my finances.
dlga_bank_pretalk:close_window|Farewell.
dlga_bank_talk:bank_talk_1|Very well. You do not yet have an account with us. We will gladly help you deposit whatever amount of coin you desire here with us. You can retrieve your gold whenever you so desire, and we are currently offering a 2.5% return rate on deposits. Is that acceptable?
dlga_bank_talk:bank_talk_3|Your current balance is {reg1} coins. What do you want to do?
dlga_bank_talk_3:bank_talk|[Deposit 100 coins]
dlga_bank_talk_3:bank_talk.1|[Deposit 1000 coins]
dlga_bank_talk_3:bank_talk.2|[Deposit 10000 coins]
dlga_bank_talk_3:bank_talk.3|[Retrieve 100 coins]
dlga_bank_talk_3:bank_talk.4|[Retrieve 1000 coins]
dlga_bank_talk_3:bank_talk.5|[Retrieve 10000 coins]
dlga_bank_talk_3:bank_pre_pretalk|Never mind.
dlga_bank_talk_1:bank_talk_zalozenie|That is acceptable.
dlga_bank_talk_1:bank_pre_pretalk|That is all I wanted to know.
dlga_bank_talk_zalozenie:bank_pretalk|Very well. Welcome to the Iron Bank of Braavos.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.16|What is it? I'm busy! All these acolytes, with their stupid questions!
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.16|Archmaester Harodon? Septon Garibald told me to deliver this letter to you.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.9|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.24|Oh who cares. Another septon, preaching to us about how our efforts are futile, that all truth lies with the Father Above. Bah! Bunch of sheep is what they are!
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.12|What do you mean?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.14|The Faith has been trying to curb our influence for hundreds of years. Feel like they should be the only ones spreading knowledge. Or their version of it, at least. Sheep is what they are, shackled in their huts of ignorance. Did you know that Baelor the Blessed was considering a request to bring the Citadel under the authority of the High Septon when he died? Good thing his uncle killed him, Viserys was a much better king. Didn't know that, did you? Oh, there's no written evidence, but sure as rain, Viserys murdered Baelor and took the throne.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.13|Very well...
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.12|Do you believe in the Seven, {playername}? That the Father Above watches you, the Warrior protects you, the Crone lights the way?
dlga_wildfire_talk7:wildfire_talk8.3|I do.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:wildfire_talk9|I do not.
dlga_wildfire_talk8:close_window|Then to you I say 'bahhh'. Go rut around in the mud with the other sheep, and leave us enlightened men to continue our work.
dlga_wildfire_talk9:close_window.1|Ah, a learned men is what you are then. Well done I say. Too many superstitious fools rut around in the mud, always looking for answers they'll never find. Marwyn could tell you all about what it's like to rut around down there.
dlga_start:close_window.141|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.17|Yes? How can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.17|Who are you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.10|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.25|An Archmaester of the Citadel! Though there's plenty of us around, these days the conclave will give any man who's read a book the title. Just look at Harodon. Bigger fool you'd have to search for far and wide. The Faith can be niggardly, stubborn, backwards and cruel, but the septons still hold more power than we'll ever do, advisers of lords and ladies though we are. It's unwise to antagonize those with more power than yourself.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk5.9|You won't hear me defend the septons though. They've burned more books than I care to think about. Imagine what we would know of the past, if it wasn't for Baelor Targaryen. All those books, gone, and for what? Some silly king, half a boy, who fancied himself more than a man, more than a king. Baelor saw himself as the embodiement of the Seven, a god made flesh.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.14|Very well...
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.13|It's all here in the books. The evidence. You just have to look for it. Plenty of people don't. They'll read some asinine book meant for bored lords and ladies, and think they understand the way the world works. But without proper training, how will they ever be able to see the world for what is really is. Bah, nothing worse than some uneducated know-it-all. But ah, enough of the rabble. More important things are afoot in the world. Did you know that the Citadel is always looking for lost works?
Books, scrolls, ledgers. Would you be interested in procuring such items for us, {playername}?
dlga_wildfire_talk7:wildfire_talk8.4|I am interested.
dlga_wildfire_talk8:close_window.1|Ah, good.
Books are precious, you know. A single copy of Barths 'Unnatural History' would be worth more than a sword of valyrian steel. Imagine that, {playername}! Alas, Baelor was thorough in destroying all of Barths writings. But enough about that. If you want to help us conserve the knowledge of the past, travel to King's Landing. The Citadel employs a procurer in the city, who always scours the bookshops for unknown writings, but he often needs men who can travel further from the city and pick up books from other places. His name is Malko, you can find him on Coppersmith's Wynd. He runs a shop called 'Malkos Bookstore'. No one ever required the man to have a bit of imagination, but still...
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.19|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.142|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.18|Ah, a customer! How can I help you, my good man?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.18|I've been sent by Archmaester Harodon.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.11|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.26|Joyous news! My last procurer had a nasty accident a couple of months back. Cut himself on a fine piece of vellum, and would you believe it, it turned gangrenous! Lost his whole hand. Sad story, so sad. At least it wasn't his right hand, he'll still be able to work as a scribe...
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.13|What does a procurer do?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.15|They procure books. I have many contacts throughout the Seven Kingdoms, and you wouldn't believe the kind of lost knowledge the lords and knights of the realm have hidden away in their cellars. Once, I found a piece of Septon Barth's 'Dragons, Wyrms and Wyverns: Their Unnatural History' being used as a tablecloth in the room of an old blind knight. Sold it to Tyrion Lannister for a king's ransom. Even the Citadel itself cannot outbid a Lannister. But they are my most persistent customers, the maesters.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.15|But what do you need me for?
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.14|I can't leave my shop to go gallivanting around the world looking for books, but I can't send a soft scribe in my place either. Even at the best of times, the roads can be hazardous. But you look like a tough sort, and I have work for someone tough. I've heard rumours of a book, hidden away in the Vale. It might be multiple books to tell you the truth. It's referenced in various texts, most notably in one of Barth's fragments. It goes by different names. Morghe Turgon and Pelone Tyvagon in high valyrian. But it's most often called The Mysteries of the Worm. Who knows which one is real. I think it's a myth, but imagine if not! We could sell the book to the maesters for unimaginable riches!
dlga_wildfire_talk7:wildfire_talk8.5|It's very valuable?
dlga_wildfire_talk8:close_window.2|Ah, not really. Marwyn writes that the people of Asshai tell tales of the book. It's supposed to be an introduction to all kinds of magic. Silly superstitions. But the maesters have labored long and hard to eradicate supposed 'magical' textbooks, and a find such as this would be another step towards that goal. So they'd pay well to have it destroyed. According to my sources, a septon has been making mentions of a magical book in the north-western parts of the Vale. Go there and talk to him, {playername}, find out if there's any truth to the whole thing. I'll reward you handsomely, and here's a bit of an advance.
dlga_start:close_window.143|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.19|A blessing, my good man? The Father Above is all the protection you need. Lay down your weapons and rejoice in his holy light.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.19|I'm looking for a book.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.12|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.27|What book?...
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.14|The Mysteries of the Worm?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.16|Never heard of it. Only book a godly man need is The Seven-Pointed Star. Everything else is just worldly knowledge, soon to be forgotten. Why waste your time with books about plants when you could show your devotion to the Seven instead?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.16|So you haven't heard anything about a book? It's supposed to be rare.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.15|Haven't heard anything about much lately. This is a remote corner of the world, my little place of worship. The smallfolk around here are simple, with simple needs and simple dreams.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:wildfire_talk8.6|Do you know anyone who might have knowledge of books in the area?
dlga_wildfire_talk8:close_window.3|Can't say I do. Though perhaps Ser Elston have heard something. His holdings are to the east of here, close to the foot of the mountains. We're very isolated here, but if anyone have heard anything about books, it's either Ser Elston or his maester.
dlga_start:close_window.144|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.20|Terrible weather, isn't it? It feels... sour. Somethings wrong with it.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.20|What do you mean?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.13|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.28|This whole place is... wrong. Should have stayed on the road. Never wanted this. I'm Ser Elston Boone, the last of House Boone. Stuck here! The last Boone, stuck... Inherited these holdings from a distant cousin last year. Used to be a tourney knight. What a life, riding from town to town, not a care in the world. Now I'm shackled to this place.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.15|I'm looking for a rare book, and was wondering if I might consult with your maester?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.17|The Mysteries of the Worm? I can see from your reaction that's the one. Cadwyn has not been talking about anything else for weeks. Found it mentioned in some old papers left behind by one of my ancestors. Mentioned something about Witch Isle and the Upcliffs. Cadwyn was sure he could figure out where the book went... Did you hear that?! There's something in the walls. Perhaps it's just rats... but they'd have to be a monstrous size...
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.17|Can I talk to maester Cadwyn?
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.16|Afraid not, {playername}.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:wildfire_talk8.7|Why not?
dlga_wildfire_talk8:close_window.4|He killed himself. Two days ago. Cut his own throat. Bad way to go. It's this sour air. It turns everyone mad. He rambled for days you know. Shouting about the Long Night. About great white spiders and wights walking up and down a wall... his trip to the barrow changed him... should never visit barrows, {playername}, the dead sleep better when not disturbed...
dlga_start:close_window.145|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.21|Ah, {playername}! Tell me, did you find the book?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.21|I did not.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.14|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.29|Oh, what a shame. Just a rumor then, nothing to it? I hear all kinds of stories, most of them untrue. You wouldn't believe the nonsense tales that originate in remote hamlets.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.16|I did hear of a fragment of the book.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.18|You did? Tell me more!
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.18|A maester found a clue or a sliver of notes partaining to it. I tried to find where it was, but all I found was a crazed man who had sacrificed to an old tree. He'd written the name 'YGG' on a stone, with the blood of one of his victims.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.17|'Ygg', you say? How quaint. The ironborn tell tales of how their legendary ruler, The Grey King, carved the first longship from a tree called Ygg. Supposively, a demon lived in the tree, a demon with the power of foresight. Anyone who had their future told by Ygg would inevitable meet with tragedy. Ygg always chose to tell the future in a way that would cause the most pain to the world.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:wildfire_talk8.8|Is the story true?
dlga_wildfire_talk8:close_window.5|Ah, not really. How could it be. A demon living in a tree? Sounds like the maester you mentioned got caught up in some fancy tale of his own. But forget about that, {playername}. At least you tried to find the book. That's worth a reward.
dlga_start:close_window.146|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.22|Yes? Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.22|Ser Clifford? Septon Garibald told me you had need of someone to deliver a letter?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.15|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.30|Ah yes, I do. The maiden daughter of Symond Templeton, the Knight of Ninestars, is turning thirteen this next moon, and Ser Symonds uncles have decided to hold a tourney in her honor. My late wife was a Templeton by birth, making the young girl my niece by marriage. I've been invited to attend the melee, but my duties keep me here. However, I was always fond of my lady wife, and for her sake, I wish to send a name day present to the young girl.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.17|What can I do?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.19|Take this letter, and this ruby ring which belonged to my lady wife, and deliver them to the castellan of Ninestars, he'll make sure the young maid receives them. Be mindful, however, that you do not upset her uncles - they're a querulous bunch. I'll make sure you're compensated for your troubles, {playername}, obviously.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.19|Very well, I'll do it.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.9|I'm afraid I can't carry all that now.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.18|Splendid! With all the chaos engulfing the realm, I imagine this will be the last great tourney in quite a while. While you're in the Vale, you should take the time to enjoy yourself. This summer has lasted a long time already, there's no knowing how much time we have left before winter arrives and we all have to huddle around our fires.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.20|Very well, I'll take a look at the tourney while I'm there.
dlga_start:close_window.147|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.23|Yes? Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.23|My lord? I'm looking for the castellan. I've brought a gift and letter from Ser Clifford Gower.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.31|Oh well, I'm the castellan of Ninestars, so you've found your man. Ser Clifford you say? By the Seven, we haven't heard from him in years. How is the old rogue doing? Oh, nevermind, how would you know. You said something about a gift? And a letter? I doubt Rowena can even remember Ser Clifford, not with all those great-uncles of hers taking up all her time and attention. Ser Symonds father had seven brothers, can you believe that?! Boisterous and arrogant the lot of them.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.18|Here's the letter and the gift.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.20|Ah, thank you {playername}, I do appreciate it. The young lady will surely enjoy this gift, the ring is an old family heirloom. I'll make sure she receives them right away. Say, while you're here, you should take a stroll around the grounds. A great many merchants and mummers have camped outside the walls, and they're sure to provide a great spectacle and much merriment.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.20|I'll do that.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.19|Good, good. Do stay around for the tourney, will you? We haven't had as many visitors as we hoped. The mountain clans have grown wild, and many knights and lords have decided to stay in their keeps and holdfasts, rather than risking the roads. It was different when Jon Arryn ruled the Vale, then those vile savages wouldn't have dared show their face unless they had ten times the numbers we do!
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.21|Very well, I'll take a look at the tourney while I'm there.
dlga_start:close_window.148|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.24|{playername}. What where you thinking? The knight you attacked is Ser Raymun Templeton, Ser Symonds youngest uncle. What a mess, the man is infuriated. Let me ask you this, {playername}, how good of a fighter are you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.24|I can hold my own.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.32|Doesn't say much, does it? What a vague answer. You're a guest here, {playername}, and an unknown one at that. You struck a relative of the Knight of Ninestars, outside his own castle. Ser Symond would be in his right to cut off the offending hand. But Ser Raymun was never his favorite uncle, nor is he a friend of mine, so it's been agreed that you will be judged by someone other than Ser Symond. As it happens, I will be one of the three judges at your trial.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.19|Then why are you here?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.21|Why indeed. Ser Raymun and I have never been fast friends. To tell you the truth, I despise the man. However, the other two judges are his brothers. I'm the castellan of Ninestars, and a knight of House Tollett, my word carries weight in these parts, and I will urge the judges to be merciful. However, you struck the youngest brother of the two other judges, so there's a risk you'll wake up tommorow without a hand. There is another option, though.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.21|Tell me.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.20|You stand accused of assaulting a relative of the Knight of Ninestars. The judges will be unlikely to look upon your case with favorable eyes. But if you demand a trial by combat, you might be able to prevail. So I ask you again, {playername}, how good of a warrior are you?
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.22|I see.
dlga_start:close_window.149|Sleep on it, {playername}, the trial starts tommorow.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.25|{playername}! Hah! Did you see the look on Raymuns face? That bastard got a surprise there, no denying it. But can you defeat him? I admit, I know nothing about you, except for your ability to hit knights right on the nose. Are you a knight yourself?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.25|Yes.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2_no|No.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.33|Oh well, that makes everything so much easier. A knight! Really? Splendid. Do you have own armor? Sword, helmet, horse? Ah well, either way, I would be honored if you'd let me provide all you need. {playername}, during the trial, did you notice how some of the knights and ladies seemed to approve of your request? Ser Raymun is not well loved, and there's been stories... peasant girls have complained before... either way, I think that not only the smallfolk but a great part of the nobles will be on your side during this fight. Why, you ask? Well, a knight is sworn to protect the weak. You remembered those vows.
dlga_wildfire_talk2_no:wildfire_talk3|Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter. Do you have own armor? Sword, helmet, horse? Ah well, either way, I would be honored if you'd let me provide all you need. {playername}, during the trial, did you notice how some of the knights and ladies seemed to approve of your request? Ser Raymun is not well loved, and there's been stories... peasant girls have complained before... either way, I think that not only the smallfolk but a great part of the nobles will be on your side during this fight.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.20|I suppose so.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.22|Do you know the rules of trial by combat, {playername}? The fight ends when either party yields or is killed, or when the accuser takes back his accusation, or when the accused declares himself guilty. You'll need to either kill Ser Raymun, or force him to yield and withdraw his accusations.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.22|Very well.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.21|I don't imagine there's much more to say. The trial is tommorow, I suggest you get some sleep. Ser Raymun was never a great warrior, but he's not unskilled either.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.23|I see.
dlga_start:close_window.150|Sleep on it, {playername}, the trial starts tommorow.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.26|Yes? Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.26|Are you from Cairnhall?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.16|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.34|Ah yes, yes, I am Tom, the Elder sent me here to find a knight, true and honorable!
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.21|Erm, yes... Septon Garibald said you'd been having problems with a... wight?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.23|Yes, yes, a revenant, a wight, a ghost! Saw it myself, only three weeks ago! Pale and with red eyes, it was flying through the night, in a crate made of bones! Made me shiver, make no mistake! The men of the village agreed with me, we need an faithful man to slay the beast, a knight, like Aemon the Dragonknight, from the stories!
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.23|Hmm... perhaps I could take a look at this wight myself.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.10|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.22|Are you a knight? Oh, I'm sorry, of course you are! My father always told me the city was full of knights! Go to my village and slay the revenant, brave Ser! It haunts the old cairn, sure as day!
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.24|Very well, I'll go have a look.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.25|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.151|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.7|Yes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.7|Have you seen a wight about here?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.7|Hmph!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.8|By the Seven, another one? Look, I'm not a wight, as I tried to tell that screaming girl when she came up here. I've been sent here by the Citadel to do some excavating, and I'll be gone in a day or two. This cairn really is a marvelous treasure trove. Found a cache of scrolls from before the Conquest, and tablets speaking of the Battle of the Bloody Pool.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5.3|You seem to have caused quite a stir in the village. Why didn't you just explain to them what you where doing here.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:close_window.1|Ah, but then I'd have to explain to them what 'excavating' means, and before you know it, they're coming to me to bless their cows, heal their wounds and wed their daughters. Keep ignorant peasants away from me, and I can die a happy man.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.8|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.8|Tom, I've taken care of the... wight.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.9|Truly? Well done, Ser! I knew a true knight would have no trouble dealing with such a demon! Any man who is shrouded in his faith can withstand such a beast, the septon was right! Here, please take this, as a thank you!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.2|Thank you, Tom.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.2|Can you tell me more about Cairnhall?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.2|Well... we grow a lot of beets... turnips too, now that I think about it.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.8|Nevermind.
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.4|Who are you?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.3|I'm here to forge my chain and become grandmaester... Say, are you looking for work? Maester Yandel said he was looking for a courier.
dlga_start:close_window.152|What?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.27|Yes? Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.27|Are you Yandel?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.17|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.35|Ah yes, yes, I am Yandel. Who are you, and how can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.22|One of the acolytes said you where looking for a courier?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.24|Ah yes, quite, quite. I do. I have been working on a momentous tome these past years. I call it 'The World of Ice and Fire'. Beautiful work. Dedicated to king Robert, but now I suppose it should be dedicated to his heir... Either way, some of the illuminators in Lannisport have been working on a copy for the king. They do great work there, letters in gold and scarlet like you wouldn't believe. And I especially enjoy their work on sigils, it's like the krakens are getting ready to strangle the reader!
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.24|And?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.11|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.23|Ah, I need someone to pick it up and deliver it to me. They're excellent craftsmen in Lannisport, but before I have the tome delivered to the king, I should like to check it for spelling errors. Wouldn't do to let the king be disappointed! And to tell you the truth, I quite enjoy looking at the pictures. Can you pick up the book? I'd do it myself, but I can't bear to be gone from the archives for long. So many mysteries! I'll make sure you're rewarded for your troubles.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.26|Very well, I'll go get the tome.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.27|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.153|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.9|Yes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.9|I'm here to pick up a tome for Maester Yandel.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.9|Hmph!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.10|Ah yes, very good. The ink finished drying not three days ago. It's quite beautiful, and I'm sure the king will be pleased. We used the same scarlet as the one Lord Tywin had us use for his invitation to the wedding of the king and queen, Lannister colors you know. That will be 500 coins for the work we've done. The Citadel has already paid for the materials.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5.4|Very well.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:close_window.2|Here we are! The finest book ever made, I'd say. I had a look through it while the apprentices worked. The craftsmanship is like nothing anyones ever seen before, but you must give my regards to Yandel. The text is quite interesting as well.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.3|I can't afford that.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.10|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.10|I've returned with the tome.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.11|Ah, very well. Yes, this is beautiful work indeed. Those apprentices know what they're about. Look at those dragons, it's almost as if you can feel the heat coming off them. Here's a little recompense for your troubles, {playername}.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.4|Thank you.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.10|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.4|Well met, {playername}.
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.5|How do you know my name?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.4|I am Gueren, a brother of the Night's Watch. Gerold told me about you, {playername}, and how you handled that mad bastard up in the old holdfast. The latest raven from Aemon told of troubles at the Wall, perhaps you could head up there and see what's going on. Or maybe take the black yourself, the Wall is not picky.
dlga_start:close_window.154|The Wall must not fall, {playername}.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.28|Yes? Who is it? Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.28|Maester Aemon? Gueren said you'd been having some sort of trouble lately?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.18|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.36|Ah, Gueren. Troubles he says. We're in dire need of help, {playername}. Lord Commander Mormont went north with near a third of our strength. Only a few have returned. The Watch is sorely weakened, and the realm is disunited and in chaos. We can expect no help from any of the kings.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.23|How can I help?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.25|One of our brothers, Jon, recently returned to us. He had been pretending to join the wildlings, and he has brought us valuable information of their whereabouts and intentions. Jon left the wildlings just south of Mole's Town, and we have every reason to believe they might still be somewhere in the area. Jon says they're led by a man named Styr, the Magnar of Thenn. Magnar means 'lord' in the Old Tongue, but even a lord amongst the wildlings will want to loot and burn a town such as Mole's Town.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.25|Hmm... what do you want me to do?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.12|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.24|We have assembled a force of men to intercept the Magnar and defeat his band of raiders, but Bowen Marsh has gone west to defend the Shadow Tower with the remaining part of the garrison, and we need someone to led them. Jon is still too weak to leave his bed, and Donal Noye must stay here to led the defenses. The rest of our brothers are eager, but they do not have the experience. Gerold mentioned your deeds in the Lonely Hills, and I trust his judgement. You must led the brothers of the Night's Watch against the Magnar, {playername}.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.28|Very well, I will defeat the Magnar!
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.29|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.155|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.11|Yes, {playername}? Is the Magnar dead?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.11|The Magnar is dead.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.12|Truly? This is joyous news, {playername}. You have bought us valuable time to arm ourselves against attack. While we prepare for the inevitable, I need someone to visit Eastwatch-by-the-Sea and tell Cotter Pyke of the events here. Will you do this?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.5|I will, Maester Aemon.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.3|May I know more about you?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.3|Ah, {playername}, there is much and more to know, but none left to tell my story. Egg is long gone...
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.11|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.29|Yes? Who are you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.29|Maester Aemon sent me, with news from Castle Black.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.37|Well, out with it then. I'm not some pampered knight, I feel no need to waste time with idle yammering.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.24|The wildlings are approaching the wall. We stopped them in Mole's Town.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.26|Well then, I guess we're saved for another day, eh? I don't see why Aemon couldn't send a raven with these news. Why are you here? Ah, I see. He wants me to send my men to Castle Black, to defend it against the attack? Just because that fool, Bowen Marsh, had to gallavant off to defend against an obvious diversion! Fine! Tell Aemon I'll send as many men as I can spare, I'll even send Emmett with them. The lads worth three experienced rangers.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.26|Very well, I'll return to Aemon with these news.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.13|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.25|Good! And tell Bowen he's a fool while you're at it!
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.30|Erh, yes...
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.31|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.156|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.19|Farewell.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.12|Yes, {playername}? What did Cotter Pyke say?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.12|He's sending as many men as he can spare to aid us in the defense.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.13|Good, good. It probably helps that Bowen is absent, he can't stand the man... {playername}, I need you to travel to the Shadow Tower, and visit Ser Denys, and see what has happened to Bowen Marsh and his men. They've been gone for a long time, and the men of the Shadow Tower can guard the Gorge as well as the men of Castle Black. We need them here, to defend the Wall against Mance Rayder.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.6|Very well.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.4|Can you tell me about Castle Black?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.4|Ah, {playername}, I'm afraid you'll have to excuse me. Perhaps you could ask Clydas...
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.12|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.30|Yes? Who are you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.30|Maester Aemon sent me, for news of Bowen Marsh.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.38|Ah, very well. But you're not my brother, are you? Ah, no matter, no matter, we need all the help we can get. Lord Marsh was well the last time I saw him, {playername}. He took most of my men to the Gorge, to guard the Bridge of Skulls.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.25|The Bridge of Skulls?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.27|Ah, you haven't heard of it. The Bridge is the only way across the Gorge, a large, well, gorge, very deep. The wildlings often descend the Gorge, to bypass the Wall. We'd had news that a large force of wildlings where in the area, so Lord Marsh took the greater part of our strength to defend the Bridge.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.27|Cotter Pyke said Bowen Marsh was a fool for falling for the diversion?...
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.14|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.26|Cotter Pyke! Bah! The bastard son of a tavern wench, the most vile man in the entire Watch, an ironborn bastard, half a wildling himself! Still, I myself might not have been so quick to take the greater part of our strength with me to guard the Gorge... Ah, nothing to do about it now. In fact, {playername}, I'd greatly appreciate it if you where to head to the Gorge yourself. Should the wildlings attack, Lord Marsh could use all the help he can get!
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.32|I'll have a look at this Gorge!
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.33|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.157|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.20|Farewell.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.13|Yes, {playername}? How fares Lord Marsh?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.13|The Weeper tried to force his away across, but we beat him back.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.14|Good, good, {playername}. But the wildlings are sure to descend on Castle Black at any moment now, you must hurry back and lend whatever aid you can. The Wall has stood for eight thousand years, we'll make sure it still stands after this King-Beyond-the-Wall is in his grave.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.7|Very well, Ser Denys.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.5|Can you tell me about the Shadow Tower?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.5|Ah, {playername}, I'm afraid you'll have to excuse me, Maester Mullin is the scholar here.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.13|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.31|{playername}. Is Bowen still alive?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.31|Barely, Maester Aemon. What happened here?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.39|Another party of wildlings attacked us, but we beat them back. Alas, the true battle has only just begun, {playername}. They have been digging throuhg the Wall, and they've managed to make a breach into one of the storerooms. The lower part of the wall is vulnerable in a very few places, if it had been anyone but Mance Rayder leading them, they would have never known where to dig.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.26|What can I do?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.28|Join the fight, {playername}. The stewards are holding the wall, raining down arrows on the wildlings. Jon has taken the remaining rangers and are holding off the wildlings in the tunnels beneath the Wall. Join him and defend the realm, {playername}.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.28|Where is the breach?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.15|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.27|Just west of here. Make haste!
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.34|For the realm!
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.35|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.158|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.21|Farewell.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.32|Yes? Ah, {playername}. What news do you bring?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.32|We beat back the wildlings.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.40|Ah, very well. But I fear our position is untenable. It would have been different if the Watch had been at full strength, but our forces have dwindled over the years... we face a position unlike any in our long history.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.27|What do you mean?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.29|Time and time again, the wildlings have thrown themselves against the Wall. Raymund Redbeard, Bael the Bard, Joramun... but this time, it is different. We are a shadow of our former selves, and the Stark in Winterfell has gone south. There is no one to defeat the wildlings when they make their final attack on the Wall.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.29|But we beat them back in the tunnels!
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.16|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.28|A test, {playername}. Mance Rayder has men to spare, and we have none. We cannot hold them off, but we can continue the fight! You must go to Jon and tell him to evacuate Castle Black. A Lord Commander could never do so, but Lord Mormont is gone, and we've yet to chose a successor. I can order the brothers to go south, and join the northern lords in their holdfasts and castles. We have no commanding officers, and I am the oldest brother of the Night's Watch still alive. The high lords cannot accuse me of cowardice, no sane man would wish to live to my age.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:wildfire_talk8.9|But ah, before you go... a gift. When I joined the Order of Maesters, I forswore my old family name, but I have not forgotten it. When Bloodraven left for his last ranging, he entrusted me with the sword his father bestowed upon him. The sword that Aegon's sister Visenya wielded when she rode upon Meraxes, one of the three great dragons. The ancestral valyrian sword of House Targaryen! It is called Dark Sister, and its history is illustrious and proud. You must wield it now, {playername}, and defend the realm, as the kings should have.
dlga_wildfire_talk8:close_window.6|I am honored, my lord.
dlga_wildfire_talk8:close_window.7|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.159|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.22|Farewell.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.14|Yes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.14|Aemon has ordered you to abandon the Wall.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.15|We're sworn to guard the realm! There痴 no shame in fear, my father told me, what matters is how we face it... Arh, Maester Aemon has the right of it! We could throw away our lives here, and it would barely slow down Mance and his army! We'll retreat to Winterfell, and join the lords when they march on the wildlings.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.8|For the realm!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.6|Can we hold the Wall?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.6|We're sworn to hold the Wall.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.14|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.5|Yes? Another adventurer, come to our great city, eh? Looking for valyrian steel?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.6|Tell me more.
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.5|The best craftman in the city is Elos Mott. He's the master of the Guild of Blacksmiths. If you're interested in valyrian steel, talk to him.
dlga_start:close_window.160|Good luck.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.33|Yes? I am Elos Mott, leader of the Blachsmiths of Qohor, most gifted of all the craftsmen in the world. Welcome to my shop.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.33|Cetherys said you could tell me about valyrian steel?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.23|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.41|Ah, the bane of my existence! Everyone wants to know about valyrian steel. Why, I ask, when one could also learn about tinted metals, armor strong enough to withstand the blow of a warhammer, or even the precious substance the alchemists call wildfire. But no! Always valyrian steel... travellers and adventurers, princes and archons, they all come asking about the steel of Valyria.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.28|What would you have me tell you, that no one does not already know. Valyrian steel is precious. A drunk in a tavern could tell you that. Valyrian steel is indestructable. The same drunk would tell you the same truth. Valyrian steel is the rarest material in the world, worth lordships and fiefdoms. All the drunks in the world know this.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.30|But can I, the master of blacksmiths, reforge valyrian steel? Yes. I can. Can I make new valyrian steel. Well... time will soon tell. Remember the fate of Maester Pol, and do not inquire into my work, or the work of my colleagues. The city watch will have you if you do, and so will the disciples of the Black Goat.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.30|But you can reforge valyrian steel?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.17|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.29|Yes, I can. Any member of the guild can. However, we do not provide the steel. Even if we had such materials at hand, Tywin Lannister has already paid us good, solid, gold to reserve it for him. No, {playername}, I will gladly reforge a blade for you, but you will need to gather the materials yourself. We once forged a new blade for the lysene nobleman Moredo Rogare. Truth, he called it. It was forged from four daggers of valyrian steel, and the cost was enough to outfit an entire fleet of ships. Gather enough daggers, and I will be able to forge for you a new blade of pure, indestructable, valyrian steel, worthy of a king, a prince, even a dragonlord.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.36|Very well.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.37|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.161|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.34|Yes? Ah, you again. {playername}, I really do not have anything else to tell you about valyrian steel...
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.34|I have gathered the four daggers.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.24|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.42|Truly? That is quite wonderous, {playername}, I did not think that would be possible unless you where to sack one of the other Free Cities. You did not do this deed, no? No sacking of those heathens occured in the search for these daggers, I can rest easy, yes?
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.29|Ah yes, these daggers are exquisite indeed. Forged in the fires of the Freehold. But ah! Forged anew in Qohor, the greatest of the Free Cities, heir to Old Valyria! The Black Goat will surely appreciate our sacrifice, and grant us the good fortune that we may create a blade such as the world has never seen before.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.31|Now, while these daggers certainly are of valyrian steel, they are not overly large. I can create a blade for you, but I cannot extend the metal or supplant it. You will have to be content with a short sword, but a sword it will certainly be. What would you like the sword to be named?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.31|Grievance.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.32|Spineripper.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.33|Windsong.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.18|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.30|Very well. I shall craft you the blade. The process is laborous and costly. I do not haggle, and will name my price once the blade is ready. Return to me shortly, and the blade shall be ready for you.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.38|Very well.
dlga_start:close_window.162|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.35|Welcome, welcome, traveller, to the Alchemist's Bend! Built in shadows by a sinister cabal of sorcerers and magi! According to the smallfolk. It wasn't really, you know. The last Hightower king, Lymond the Sea Lion, built it. How can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.35|I'm looking to buy some valyrian steel.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.25|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.43|Truly? Why, I have a huge pile just lying over here, by the basket of apples!
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.30|Hah! No, I don't. Valyrian steel... We do have some, it's true, but it's locked away down in the vaults, and I doubt Marwyn would part with the key. What would you need it for, anyhow? If you're considering becoming an acolyte, you can earn your own link in time...
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.32|Ah, I just realised, {playername}, that I do not care that much. This is the workshop where we do delicate work, and I really have to get back to the forge. What can I do for you that will make you leave?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.34|Tell me where to find valyrian steel.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.19|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.31|Fine. Take this list. Archmaester Mollos compiled it a couple of years ago. Gods knows why. It was part of a larger treatise on daggers... but still. Say, do you plan to visit the blacksmiths of Qohor? Pol did once. They are monsters. They reforge valyrian steel, it's true, but to do so, they practice blood magic. Blood sacrifice, slaves and infants slaughtered on the altar of the Black Goat.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.39|Thank you.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.40|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.163|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.36|Ah, {playername}. A joyous day, this. We have made something not often seen since the Doom came to Valyria so many years ago. Praise be to the Black Goat, the Harbinger, the Whisper in the Darkness, the Worm that Doth Come.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.36|So it is done then?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.26|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk5|It is done, and a fine blade it is. Our craft has grown stronger as of late, and the candles are once again burning. The Black Goat certainly has favored us in this endeavor, and we in return have sacrificed to the most fearsome of gods. Now there is the matter of our payment. We shall require 20000 coins for this most magnificent weapon, as the process of crafting it is not without its cost. Is this agreeable?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.35|It is.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.36|It is.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.37|It is.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.20|Not right now.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.32|Very good. If you should ever happen upon more steel, return to us and we will continue our work together, and make the secrets of Old Valyria unravel before us.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.41|Very well.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.42|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.164|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.37|{playername}. Congratulations on your great victory in the tourney. I didn't think anyone had a chance against Clegane.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.37|How else can I serve you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.27|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.44|We have a diplomatic delegation on their way to Riverrun. My brother Jaime has been a captive there since the Stark boy ambushed him in the Whispering Woods. I'm sending my cousin, Ser Cleos Frey, along with a hundred Lannister guards, to negotiate his release. The Stark sisters for my brother.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.31|Do you think he'll assent?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.33|Of course not. Two girls, one of them an unruly little she-wolf and the other hardly having had her first flowering, for my brother? Robb Stark would be mad. His lords would never allow it. Besides, Arya Stark has disappeared.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.38|Why this mission then?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.21|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.33|Cleos is a walking tree, by which I mean he's thick as a trunk. But he's a Frey, so he's a good emissary, and he'll waste as much of Edmures time as he can. And he won't suspect your true purpose. Amongst the men going with him will be four of my own chosing. Their job will be to rescue Jaime. But they need a leader. Bronn picked them up in Flea Bottom, and without direction, they'll bungle the task. You did well with the Darkes, and you even defeated the Hound in single combat. I want you to join the delegation, find my brother, and free him from captivity.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.43|As you request.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.44|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.165|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.38|{playername}. Cousin Tyrion sent me a raven. So you're my new squire?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.38|Eh, yes.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.28|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.45|Very good! The last one was a dolt! I sacked him. He had this stupid notion that Aegon the Unworthy was the son of Viserys the Second, and not the son of Aemon the Dragonknight. It's as I always say, know your history!
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.32|Yes, well...
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.34|Say, {playername}, as my squire you should know the rest of my retinue. Vylarr commands them, and has taken to haunting the great hall, hah. Like a big red bat.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.22|As you request.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.45|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.166|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.39|Yes?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.39|Ser Cleos send me, I am his new, erh, squire.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.29|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.46|Ah! Well, good! Lord Tyrion told me that we might have one more joining the delegation. And that this person should be introduced to our new recruits...
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.33|Yes, well...
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.35|I've ordered them to scout ahead of our column. The Riverlands are in flame, and some of the sellswords roaming the rivers are not always on our side. We'll be heading out in force soon, but I want you to meet up with our scouts at Harrentown.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.23|As you request.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.46|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.167|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.40|Eh?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.40|Look sharp! We got work to do.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.30|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.47|Ah! Yes, m'lord!
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.34|Yes, well...
dlga_wildfire_talk3:close_window.1|What is your plan?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.36|Me and the lads, well, we'll be going in with the rest of the soldiers. To free Ser Jaime, you see? But Riverrun has too many soldiers, so we need to get rid of some of them. There's an ol' mill close by. A fire there will draw them out.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.24|Very well.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.47|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.168|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.41|Ah, {playername}. Heard it was a mighty big fire you started.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.41|Did it work?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.31|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk4.1|It did. My brother is home, safe and sound. No doubt he'll soon be in the field again.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.37|From what I heard, the Young Wolf and his vassals are in disarray. With Jaime lost to them, there's nothing holding back my father.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk7.1|House Lannister owes you a great debt, {playername}. And we always pay our debts. Take this as a reward for your service, and seek out my father if you so wish. He'll no doubt want to reward you himself.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.48|Thank you.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.49|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.169|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.42|...
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.42|Ser Jaime?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.32|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.48|Yes. Who are you? Another Frey? Seven Gods, your grandfather ought to stop breeding, his brood will devour the Riverlands soon.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.35|Yes, well...
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.38|Have you come to gawk, or have you come to talk?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.39|I've come to free you. Lord Tyrion sent me.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.25|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.34|Good! Being a captive of the Tullys is very dull. Nothing but fish to eat, and once you've looked at the river for a week, you lose interest. Get me a sword, and let's get out of here.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.50|As you request.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.51|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.170|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.43|Yes? Can I help you? I suppose you've come here at the behest of Bronn? The man's been sending me all kinds of queer folk to me these past days, sellswords and rogues the lot of them.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.43|Your father sent me.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.33|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.49|Ah, father... To make sure I rule, rather than whore? Or to ask me to perform a certain task? Tasks I have aplenty. The city lacks food, soldiers, weapons and proper queens, but I have more tasks than I know what to do with.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.36|What would you have me do?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.39|Most of the lords of the Crownlands have sworn their allegiance to the king, but those close to the sea have been... unreliable in their support. Ser Jeffory Darke has not seen fit to appear at court, and has been riding around the countryside, spreading rumors of Joffreys parentage. It won't do. Look at the boy, it's clear who his father is.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.40|What do you want me to do?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.26|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.35|The lords need to know that we won't tolerate such behavior. Ser Jefforys uncle was the one who alerted us to his nephews behavior. The king has seen fit to sentence Ser Jeffory to death, and grant his lands to this uncle. We need someone to carry out the sentence, but I don't want a long, drawn out, siege. Sneak into Ser Jefforys keep and put an end to him and his scheming.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.52|As you command, Lord Hand.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.53|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.171|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.15|Yes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.15|The uncle, I assume?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.16|I am Ser Rike Darke, yes, the uncle of Ser Jeffory.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5.5|The king appreciates your help in putting an end to your nephews plotting, Ser Rike, and congratulates you on your ascension to master of Brookwater Keep. What a fortuitous circumstance, that you might serve your king, and gain a proper reward. Ser Jefforys father and grandfather might be proud.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:close_window.3|Yes, well...
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.15|Hmph!
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.16|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.16|Lord Tyrion, I've taken care of Ser Jeffory.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.17|Truly? Well done, {playername}. I'll make sure Bronn spreads the proper rumors about his demise. Should keep the rest of the lords in line. How did the uncle take it? Slimy worm, isn't he? Here, have this. One of my men found it in the castle cellar, supposively it belonged to Aemond the One-Eyed. It's old and worn, as you might expect of something that had a valyrian sword through it, and was then submerged in water for ten years, but it does have quite a story surrounding it. If you plan to stick around to test your new armor out against a bunch of fearsome fighters, a melee will take place here soon. Need something to keep the king occupied. I've put Ser Jacelyn in charge of it, talk to him and bring him my regards.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.9|Thank you, my lord.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.7|May I know more about you, my lord?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.7|I am Tyrion Lannister, Hand of the King.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.16|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.6|Praise the Lord! The one that comes with shadows and fire!
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.7|Excuse me?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.6|Hah, yes, excuses! Go see the laquered lady! She's back soon, she's always back!
dlga_start:close_window.172|Red lady, red lady, red lady, shadow lady!
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.44|{playername}.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.44|How do you know my name?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.34|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.50|I saw it in the fires.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.37|What would you have me do?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.40|Find the answers.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.41|Erh...
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.27|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.36|Go north. Visit the fort of shadows. The Nightfort.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.54|Very well...
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.55|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.173|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.45|{playername}.
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.45|How do you know my name? Who are you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.35|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.51|I saw your birth, and heard the name your mother bestowed upon you while you lay at her breast. I'm watching everything, and everyone, with a thousand eyes and one.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.38|How?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.41|The trees see all, and time is of no importance to them. The weirwoods hold many memories. My presence here is their memory.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.42|But how? I don't understand.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.28|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.37|The weirwoods will show you. Eat this paste, and you'll see.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.56|Very well...
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.57|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.174|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.46|Taste this pie! It's filled with gravy, onions, bacon and prince!
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.46|It's filled with prince?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:close_window|Tasty prince! The king wronged me, and now he'll pay! HE WILL PAY! The voices told me! They told me that the king was jesting about my knives! The voices... they have cold, blue, eyes...
dlga_start:close_window.175|Tasty prince, tasty bacon, crazy king! Where's my children?!
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.47|Arh! The cold hurts! He's bound us!
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.47|Who has bound you? What are you talking about?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:close_window.1|HE bound us. With cold and blood, he's bound us to his will!
dlga_start:close_window.176|Kill me! Please kill me!
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.7|Yes?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.8|Do you know of anyone who might have any tasks for me?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.7|My uncle, Ser Gilbert, is looking for someone to do some... un-knightly work. He was here a minute ago, perhaps if you return later you can find him.
dlga_start:close_window.177|Praise the Lord of Light.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.48|Yes? Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.48|Do you have any tasks for me?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.36|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.52|Ah yes, I do, I do. But you have to keep silent about this.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.39|What would you have me do?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.42|Before the Old King abolished the lords right to the first night, the Targaryens where known to visit the smallfolk of Dragonstone and Driftmark to take their due, and they continued to do so even after the right was abolished. The resulting offspring was known as 'dragonseeds'. The dragonseeds used to be plenty on the islands of the Gullet, but their numbers have dwindled over the years. However, recently a young man has been claiming to be the bastard son of Prince Rhaegar.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.43|Hmm... go on.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.29|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.38|This young man, going by the name of Lacerys, has been meeting with some of the knights from Hull, known to be descended from the Velaryons, and thus being akin to the dragonseeds. According to one of my informers, a man named Burlow, they've been talking of sneaking into the castle and overwhelming the guard, take the king hostage, and proclaim this Lacerys the true king of the Seven Kingdoms. This cannot be allowed to happen. I need you, {playername}, to break up the conspirators and execute the lot of them. They meet mostly at night, or when the fog rolls in from the Narrow Sea, obscuring the view. We don't want to cause a scene, so just kill them and leave the bodies to be found. Burlow has sent a message, detailing their next meeting, which will take place in the small village close to this very castle.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.58|Very well, I will execute these conspirators.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.59|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.178|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.17|Yes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.17|Burlow, I assume?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.18|Indeed I am, {playername}. Ser Gilbert told me you'd be coming.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5.6|What do you think, Burlow? Was Lacerys the son of Rhaegar?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:close_window.4|Hah, that prancing fool? Not a chance. Plenty of silver-haired young men here on Dragonstone, the Targaryens had years to plant plenty of seeds. You'd be hard pressed to find someone without a bit of dragonblood on this island.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.17|Hmph!
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.18|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.18|Ser Gilbert, I've taken care of the conspirators.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.19|Truly? Well done, {playername}! His Grace, the king, has given me permission to choose a suitable reward from the armory in The Stone Drum. One of the weapons was rather fascinating. Taken from a Braavosi smuggler some years ago, it appears to be one of their slender blades, but forged for two hands rather than one. I imagine it would prove a rather poor cutting weapon, but it might prove to be exceptionally lethal as a stabbing tool. And of course, a monetary reward is due!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.10|Thank you, Ser Gilbert.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.18|Nevermind.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.8|Can you tell me more about the dragonseeds?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.8|I don't know much more than the next man. Perhaps you could go talk to Archmaester Perestan in Oldtown, he's devoted much of his life to the history of Westeros.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.8|Yes?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.9|Do you know of anyone who might have any tasks for me?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.8|I did hear a rumor a few days ago... Phario Forel, the playwright, is looking for someone to search some old tomb... he'll probably be here in a couple of hours, for some reason he's infatuated with Merry...
dlga_start:close_window.179|Yes?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.49|Yes? Can I help you?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.49|Do you have any tasks for me?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.37|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.53|'The Father reached his hand into the heavens and pulled down seven stars and one by one he set them on the brow of Hugor of the Hill to make a glowing crown'...
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.40|Erh?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.43|It's from the Seven-Pointed Star you ignorant savage! Bunch of Westerosi nonsense, but they did get the crown part right. Of course, it's not made by a god...
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.44|Hmm... go on.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.30|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.39|The Andals wrought many fine treasures out of gold and copper. I have every reason to believe one of them might be buried in an old barrow, close to the Ruins of Iksa Calo. I need Andals treasures for my next play! The barrow is supposed to be haunted by wights and the ghosts of the Andal kings, but it's obviously just the wild rumours of madmen.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.60|Very well, I will search for your Andal treasues.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.61|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.180|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.19|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.19|I didn't find any Andal treasures.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.20|Truly? Oh the curse of the sea upon that old fool! The Third Sword swore that I'd find what I seek in that barrow!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.11|Well...
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.9|Can you tell me more about the Seven-Pointed Star?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.9|Read it yourself!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.19|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.9|Ah! An outsider. So rare these days. Being amongst the clans is just about enough to make a man go mad. They're are very hospitable, but their customs are not what I am used to.
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.10|What are you doing here then?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.9|I was sent here by the Citadel to study the various weeds growing amongst the highland stones. It's interesting work, but the company is... odd. Say, friend, if you pass by Highpoint, could you ask Josmyn to send me those documents he promised? He's the septon in the castle, his mind tends to wander. Too much wine if you ask me.
dlga_start:close_window.181|Bellflower, Nightshade, Piper's Grass... what was the last one again?
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.50|Yes?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.50|Maester Almund asked me to remind you about some documents.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.54|Bah! Almund and his documents! He needs to get his head out of the mud, and wake up to the world we live in. I have more important things to worry about!
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.41|What is that?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.44|Take the village north of here as an example! Lovely little place, at the outskirts of the forest. Large weirwood craddling it. They brew a marvelous honey mead. Haven't heard from them in five weeks, and the messenger I sent up there is yet to return. Three weeks and counting since Bernard left... I worry that something has happened to them, maybe a plague or wildlings, but I haven't got another man to send.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.45|I could go.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.31|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.40|Ah, what wonders does the Seven not bestow on me! A willing man. Much obliged, {playername}. If you can bring me back news of what you find, I'll make sure you're rewarded.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.62|Very well.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.63|I am not interested.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.38|Farewell.
dlga_start:close_window.182|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.20|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.20|I visited the village.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.21|And?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk4.3|All the villagers are dead, and not by natural means. Something killed them. They where spread out in a pattern around the weirwood.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk4:close_window|The blasphemy! Time has come for the light of the Seven to shine upon this northern land! I shall send men to burn the weirwood immediately. They are haunts of demons is what they are!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.10|Can you tell me more about these lands?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.10|Not much to tell {playername}, they're like all other northern lands - cold and windy.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.20|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.10|Yes? Cheer up my friend, the beer in this here tavern is almost passable!
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.11|Aside from the beer, what can you tell me about this area?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.10|Ah, it's the same old. The thralls work the mines, the fishermen fish the seas and the reapers raid the shores. Ironborn are we, we never change! But there's been some queer rumours close to Hammerhorn recently, apparently odd lights have been seen off the coast. If you are interested, you might find someone in the castle who would pay you to investigate.
dlga_start:close_window.183|Ah, this bear is truly magnificent. Did I say bear? I meant beer. A good piece of roast bear would not be bad at this time though...
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.51|Yes?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.51|I've heard that queer lights have been spotted off the shore. Is it pirates?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.55|It might be, but I doubt it. Where would they come from? The wolves haven't had a fleet in hundreds of years, the lions lost theirs during Balon's Rebellion, and the flowers are too far away.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.42|What else could it be?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.45|How would I know? If I knew, I would have an answer for you. The questions you're asked these days...
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.46|What then?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.32|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.41|I must admit that I am worried about these lights. With the turmoil going on, we can't afford to have an assault happen from the sea. There's a small fishing village close to here, go see if they've heard anything. I'll pay you for it.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.64|Very well.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.65|I am not interested.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.39|Farewell.
dlga_start:close_window.184|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.21|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.21|I visited the village.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.22|And?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk4.4|It was empty. All the villagers are dead, and it looks like something killed them - man or not, I can't say. And an old statue was placed in the middle of it all. It looked a bit like a giant toad.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk4:close_window.1|Ah. The lights are gone now. Don't speak of this to anyone. I'll have the lords men burn the remnants of the village.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.11|Can you tell me more about these shores?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.11|They're full of iron and granite. Hard like the men who live here.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.21|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.11|Erh, yes?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.12|My lady, may I know more about you?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.11|No... but perhaps you can acquire my favor by helping out a dear friend. Find Moredo Tendyris and talk to him. He's probably in the tavern, he has a weakness for music.
dlga_start:close_window.185|Go away.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.52|Yes?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.52|Andario said you where looking for help?
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.56|Ah yes! Caravans have been disapperaing in the Pass of Hugor Hill. I suspect a band of outlaws might be using one of the caves as a hideout.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.43|What do you want me to do?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.46|Go and search for the cave, and kill any outlaws you find
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.47|Hmm... go on.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.33|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.42|You'll need to deal with the outlaws yourself, you'll never be able to surprise them by lumbering around with half an army.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.66|Very well, I will take care of the outlaws.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.67|I am not interested.
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.40|Farewell.
dlga_start:close_window.186|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.22|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.22|I took care of the outlaws.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.23|Well done {playername}! A reward is in order!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.12|My thanks.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.12|Can you tell me more about the Pass of Hugor Hill?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.12|Nothing to tell, really. The pass got its name from Hugor Hill, obviously. Everything in the highlands is named after some Andal religious figure.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.22|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.53|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.53|Did you have any more tasks for me?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.41|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.57|Ah yes, I do. A close friend of mine has gone missing. He was visiting some ruined baths, north of Myr, but neither I, nor my associates, have heard from him since he set out weeks ago. He was supposed to be back by now. Foolish thing to visit baths, especially ruined ones, but there you are.
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.44|What would you have me do?
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.47|Go look for him. If he has met with an unfortunate end, I need you to return any books or scrolls he might carry, but I pray that is not the case. But find out what happened to him, {playername}!
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.48|Hmm...
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.34|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.43|I'll make sure you're well rewarded!
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.68|Very well, I will find this friend of yours.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.69|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.187|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.23|Yes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.23|Hmph!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.23|Are you Illyrios acquaintance?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.24|Indeed I am, {playername}. My name is Haldon, and I appreciate the help. I've been looking for... nevermind. Anyhow, I ran into these bandits and they had me at their mercy when you came to my rescue.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5.7|Glad I could be of help.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:close_window.5|I'm sure the magister will reward you handsomely for your work, {playername}. You seem an able fellow, and he might have... work for you, so visit him regularly.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.24|Yes, {playername}?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.24|I found Haldon and rescued him from a band of bandits.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.25|Well done, {playername}! I think a reward is in order!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:close_window.13|Thank you.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:morcant_creditos.13|Who is Haldon?
dlga_morcant_creditos:close_window.13|Oh, just an old friend of mine. We call him 'Halfmaester' on account of him being almost a maester, but not quite.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.24|Nevermind.
dlga_start:wildfire_starter_introduce_1.12|What are you doing here? This is the private estate of Magister Mopatis!
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_1:wildfire_starter_introduce_2.13|Who is this magister?
dlga_wildfire_starter_introduce_2:close_window.12|He's one of the magisters of Pentos, you dolt! He should be back soon, and when he's back, he'll make you regret this trespassing! But if you have urgent business with him, you can find him at the court in Pentos.
dlga_start:close_window.188|Get out of here!
dlga_start:wildfire_talk.54|Welcome, my friend. I see you just barged in, without an invitation, but welcome nonetheless. What are you doing here, if you don't mind me asking?
dlga_wildfire_talk:wildfire_talk2.54|I am {playername}, and I've come seeking adventure. Do you have any tasks for me?
dlga_wildfire_talk:close_window.42|Farewell.
dlga_wildfire_talk2:wildfire_talk3.58|Yes, {playername}, I do, I do. I need someone to brave the Smoking Sea, and set sail for far away Meereen. An... acquaintance of mine has taken up residence in the city, and I would dearly like to keep in contact with her, and thus I need someone to deliver this letter. So what do you say, {playername}, are you man enough for such a journey?
dlga_wildfire_talk3:wildfire_talk4.45|I will brave this Smoking Sea and sail to Meereen!
dlga_wildfire_talk3:close_window.2|I'm afraid I can't carry that right now.
dlga_wildfire_talk4:wildfire_talk5.48|Splendid! You'll be well rewarded, I can assure you that. Once you reach Meereen, seek out Belandra Kheranes, she'll help you on your way. And just between us, if you where to bring some of your own coin with you on the journey, you might be able to make an excellent profit bringing back some spice. Now, sadly, my own ships are all away at sea, so you'll need to find your own way to Meereen.
dlga_wildfire_talk5:wildfire_talk6.49|Where can I find a ship?
dlga_wildfire_talk5:close_window.35|On second thought, I think I'll stay on land.
dlga_wildfire_talk6:wildfire_talk7.44|Travel to Volantis, and you may be able to hire a ship there. Visit the tavern and see if you can't find Bayle Neres. He's an old rogue, not averse to travelling past Valyria. For the right price.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.70|Very well, I'll return once I've seen Meereen.
dlga_wildfire_talk7:close_window.71|I am not interested.
dlga_start:close_window.189|Yes?
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.25|I'm busy, away with you!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.25|Are you Belandra Kheranes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.26|Yes, what's it to you?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5.8|My name is {playername}. Illyrio Mopatis sent me to seek out a friend of his and deliver this letter. I was told you could help me get in contact with this person?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:pj_wildfire_talk6.5|Ah yes, {playername}, I can. The one you're looking for is named Barristan Selmy. If you head to the throne room, I'll make sure he'll meet you there.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk6:pj_wildfire_talk8.1|What if I he's not there?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk8:close_window.1|What if, what if. Don't worry, {playername}, he will be.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.25|Hmph!
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.26|Yes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.26|Barristan Selmy? I've been sent with a letter.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.27|Magister Illyrio has been a steadfast friend of the queens cause. I thank you for bringing me this, {playername}. Did you bring any additional messages from him?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5.9|No, he simply tasked me with making sure you received this letter, but he also asks that you keep him informed of your intentions.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:pj_wildfire_talk6.6|Very well, {playername}. I'll have Missandei see to it that Magister Illyrio is kept aware of our intentions. Perhaps you should speak to Skahaz mo Kandaq, if you want to continue serving our cause, he may well have tasks for you.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk6:close_window.2|Thank you.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.26|Nevermind.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.27|Yes?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.27|Skahaz mo Kandaq? Ser Barristan told me you might have tasks for me?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.28|Looking for work then? I believe I have a task for you, if you're man enough to handle it. Few are, but that's the general condition of people these days. Fret not, Meereen will be made great again.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk4.5|Very wel.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk4:pj_wildfire_talk5.3|My family has many dealings with the Free Cities. Her grace has, in her wisdom, outlawed slavery, and it's imperative that we find new ways to keep our markets full. To that effect, I've decided to send one of my own merchant vessels toward Tyrosh, that we might establish some small link with the trade of the Narrow Sea. But first the ship has to traverse the Stepstones, a notorious haunt of pirates. The lyseni cleared the islands a year ago, so the pirates have not yet been able to recover their strenght, but on the island of Bloodstone, there's an inkling of a new stronghold. I need you to go there and dispatch the pirates making it their home.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:pj_wildfire_talk6.7|I'll clear out these pirates.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk6:close_window.3|Very well. It has been a pleasure, {playername}.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.27|Nothing, I'm leaving.
dlga_start:pj_wildfire_talk.28|What do you want?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:pj_wildfire_talk2.28|I'm looking for the pirates who have recently made Bloodstone their home.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk2:pj_wildfire_talk3.29|They ain't here right now, they all went to the south of the island. Was going to prey on some myrish galley they said. Can't be a big galley, there's only eight of them, hah. What's it to you anyhow?
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk3:pj_wildfire_talk5.10|None of your concern!
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk5:close_window.6|Alright, alright, no harm done.
dlga_nacroxnicke_creditos:close_window.1|Guardsman. I'm just guarding this here gate.
dlga_pj_wildfire_talk:close_window.28|Nothing.
dlga_start:pj_germund_talk.2|Yes, {playername}
dlga_pj_germund_talk:wildfire_espada.1|I've returned from the east.
dlga_wildfire_espada:wildfire_espada2.1|Wonderful, {playername}! Did you find Ser Barristan? Is he well? Here, take this gift as my way of thanking you! Perhaps you'll be wanting to make use of it once the queen claims her rightful throne, eh?
dlga_wildfire_espada2:new_one_wildfire.1|Thank you, magister.
dlga_new_one_wildfire:close_window.1|It's nothing, nothing! Say, should you wish to earn riches beyond your wildest dreams, then return to me in a couple of hours, I might have more work for you. There's always more work to be done, and little time. Men and events are converging, and soon all will change.
