The girl is of obvious Tulamidian descent. She’s sipping her ale without much conviction and glancing around the tavern with a bored expression.
What leads the heroes of the freezing glades to my table?
What leads you to my table once again?
Do you know of anything special in this town?
The guild has drawn favor with the tellers of tales. For many moons now, they have been reciting their deeds.
Do you think the Holberkians could be behind the orc uprising?
A distance I have kept from the blackpelted ones, for beastlike appears their nature to me, and unfathomable are their goals.
Do you know the rat-catcher?
A lot is spoken of the man wandering the tunnels. Often have I met him, while I was still forced to hide, and gruesome was that first meeting: A demon from the Nether Hells he seemed to me, but his peculiar attire and the oppressive surroundings must have been what gave to me that fearsome impression.
Do you believe there are monsters living in the tunnels below?
Often was I forced to hide in the caves beneath this town, but never have I met any demons. The only being that appeared a demon to me was but a man who often walks the tunnels. But it must have been his peculiar attire and the oppressive surroundings that caused the impression then.
Do you know anything about the guild and its tradesmaster?
The master of traders, he of the unpronouncable name, need stay in hiding from the catchpoles of he who takes men to be his women, too. And yet the former is of more power than the latter.
Do you know of Tarik?
The man of the golden tongue asks many questions, but not everyone in town is inclined to answer.
Could you tell us something about the town judge?
The daughter of the Sun has not yet met him who takes men to be his women, too.
Might the heroes of the freezing glades require a sharp blade to aid in their investigations?
Do you want to:
Welcome the Tulamidian to your party
The flower of the Primal Sun is welcome to join the heroes of the freezing glades!
Thus shall it be!
Decline
The heroes of the freezing glades would not expose the flower of the Primal Sun to the dangers awaiting them.
Thus shall it be, as you wish. You will be able to locate me, should you find you require my sword as yet!
Be welcomed, honored companions of the freezing glades!
What brought the flower of the Primal Sun into this realm beyond the Beni Novad?
To a prince of the north I have been promised. Often indeed had he travelled to our lands, to trade, to enjoy my father’s hospitality, and to feast his eyes on the daughters of the Sun. He coveted me for his betrothed, and he offered a great sum of money, so my father agreed. But the prince is frightful to see and cruel in nature.
Escape I could, when our ship interrupted its journey at Riva - Rastullah be praised! I turned south at first and told the people I have met I was returning to the Primal Sun. But then I hid - but a few days’ journey from here - out in the wilderness and returned to where they shall look for me last: Riva!
Since then I need hide from my family or face the fate my father has ordained for me. But not afraid am I, for in hiding I have learned the art of blades.
How long ago was that then?
Three summers - or what are laughingly called summers here up in the freezing north, have passed since fate was kind to me. Grant, Rastullah, that my father has called off the hunt and one day he will be able to forgive me.
Do you know of anything special in this town?
The guild has drawn favor with the tellers of tales, for many moons now they have been reciting their deeds.
Do you think the Holberkians could be behind the orc uprising?
A distance I have kept from the blackpelted ones, for beastlike appears their nature to me, and unfathomable are their goals.
Do you know the rat-catcher?
Much is spoken of the man wandering the tunnels. Often have I met him, while I was still forced to hide, and gruesome was that first meeting: A demon from the Nether Hells he seemed to me, but his peculiar attire and the oppressive surroundings must have been what gave to me that fearsome impression.
Do you believe there are monsters living in the tunnels below?
Often was I forced to hide in the caves beneath this town, but never have I met any demons. The only being that appeared a demon to me was but a man who often walks the tunnels. But it must have been his peculiar attire and the oppressive surroundings that caused the impression then.
Do you know anything about the guild and its tradesmaster?
The master of traders, he of the unpronounceable name, needed stay in hiding in the days when I, too, needed shy from daylight. I have met him, and he has promised me shelter and protection should my family find me. He it was, too, who had me instructed in the arts of sharpened blades.
Do you know of Tarik?
The man of the golden tongue asked many questions of me, though he has promised to sell to my family - Rastullah grant they can one day forgive me - false knowledge, should they enquire with him! In those days, he was bound in friendship to the master of traders, him of the unpronounceable name.
Could you tell us something about the town judge?
The daughter of the Sun has not yet met him who takes men to be his women, too.
Have the heroes of the freezing glades need for a sharp blade to aid them in their investigations again?
The flower of the Primal Sun is welcome to join the heroes of the freezing glades!
Thus shall it be!
The heroes of the freezing glades would not expose the flower of the Primal Sun to any more of the dangers awaiting them.
Thus shall it be, as you wish. You will be able to locate me, should you find you require my sword as yet!