NPCs

“ A basket—a bit too small for a human, yet a bit too large for a Woodling. ”

“ Steady breathing echoes from within the basket; the Woodling inside is fast asleep. ”

“ You try shaking the basket—there is absolutely no response. ”

“Cazarro admires all acts of fair exchange.”

“Patience, Gyldhunter. Wealth requires accumulation.”

“Gold and silver are but worldly possessions; only through trade can one obtain what the heart desires. Gyldhunter, your visit today may be exactly what you seek.”

“Care to see my ivory, spices, and silk? Though they haven't arrived here yet.”

“Treasures often wait quietly for those destined to find them. If you have a keen eye, you'll recognize their true value.”

“Look who it is—our king of scavengers. What do you want this time?”

“Look who it is—our king of scavengers. What do you want this time?”

“Hammers clang and ring, forge fires dance without end, and the workshop is always filled with the scent of metal and sweat.”

“...We meet again.”

“Ah, it's you. What do you need?”

“...Hello, Gyldhunter.”

“...”

“...What is it?”

“I hope you find a fate of your own, Gyldhunter.”

“Drífa”

“The shining hero! Can Drífa trust you?”

“I wish Dad were here now. I've grown up, and I'd tell him everything will be all right.”

“...”

“Hello there, Gyldhunter.”

“Hey! Over here! Come take a look!”

“I've got something that's sure to pique your interest.”

“Awesome weapons? Magic keys? I've got it all!”

“The Auction House is about to open! Pip's got something that's sure to pique your interest.”

“Hang on a bit! Pip's busy! The good stuff will be on the shelves soon!”

“Don't rush! The Auction House will be ready soon!”

“Look who it is—our king of scavengers. What do you want this time?”

“Fancy meeting you! Care to take a look at my wares?”

“Can't say this is a safe place to be in—wanna stock up on supplies?”

“Gyldhunter! Wanna take a look at some shiny goodies?”

“I trade on the road, and I don't wait around. If you know your goods, we'll get along just fine.”

“A returning customer! I'll give you a discount, just this time!”

“Honored Gyldhunter, I've picked out a few bargains just for you—take a look!”

“Here's a tip: prices are looking good on a few wares right now.”

“Here's a tip: Some prices are down, but only for a while.”

“Gyldhunter, how about a Victory Wine special?”

“The fragrance of wild berries, the allure of hops—fine brews always soothe the soul.”

“Oh... it's you! Got any stories to share?”

“Sit down, let's have a drink—It's not like the world's going to end over it.”

“Victory Wine is still in the works. I'm gathering some brewing ingredients, but it'll take a while.”

“Fine brew needs time to settle, Gyldhunter. Please be patient.”

“The brewing still needs a few more steps, Gyldhunter. Give me a bit more time.”

“Look who it is—our king of scavengers. What do you want this time?”

“What's with the stare?”

“Ready for battle?”

“Don't forget how to come back! Ring the bell!”

“Got time to chat? I've got a great idea!”

“On behalf of the Mistchasers, thank you.”

“Hey! I've got news!”

“Shh, keep it down! We're practicing expedition commands. Too bad we can only practice for now, can't actually go out yet. Go convince Pip!”

“We've mapped the route up to the third version: traps, forks, treasure spots... now we're just waiting for you to bring back the "expedition permission"!”

“Desperately need usable expedition gear? We know where to find it, but for now, all we can do is stew in frustration. Push the task forward and get Pip to give the green light!”

“If we could depart, we'd bring back a full set of goodies from the most dangerous borderlands. Right now though... all we can do is cheer you on!”

“Pip still hasn't budged? Then we'll just keep pretending to be good. Hurry up and push the progress—we're getting impatient!”

“Give us a destination, and we'll return with a bag of loot—just don't mind us dragging mud back into the city.”

“You decide the direction, we'll turn danger into a path. Shall we head out now?”

“Just got back! All the loot's here. You pick first, then we'll figure out the rest... ahem, just kidding.”

“Our little tip: generously give us more expedition supplies and send us deeper—the treasure chests there really do glow.”

“Don't worry, we're not going to get ourselves killed—we're going to bring back the treasure chests that no one else dares to touch.”

“Look who it is—our king of scavengers. What do you want this time?”