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Yulgar: You brought me to the basement of the Guardian Tower. This place is closed off to almost everyone! How did you--? Huntress: I can rip open interdimensional doorways using the Gauntlet of The’galin. Yulgar: Hm—well that just brought up way to many new questions… Yulgar: Okay, so you know who my grandfather and great-grandfather and THEIR great-grandfathers were. Yulgar: HOW do you know that stuff, and WHY did you abduct me from my own Inn?? And you’d better have some good answers-- or these gloves’re comin’ off! Huntress: You, Yulgar, are in possession of some important knowledge that will impact the very future existence of Lore. Huntress: I have a sacred duty, which I have followed for centuries, and I will stop at nothing to succeed. I do not know you, and I do not know your allegiance-- Huntress: --but I promise you this: If you do not do as I say-- if you challenge me-- Huntress: -- I will have no choice but to flay the flesh from you bones. Yulgar: Don’t you think that’s a little harsh? I mean, we barely know each other. Maybe we should start over again… Huntress: Tell me where your ancestors hid the weapons, blacksmith. Yulgar: WHAT weapons? I hate to tell you, but my ancestors and I have made and awful lot of weapons over the years. And again-- I don’t know you. Yulgar: I’m getting a really BAD VIBE from you-- like the worst possible things in the world follow you around everywhere. You’d better tell me what EXACTLY is going on, or-- or-- Huntress: I brought you here because this is where secrets would be kept. The last Guardian Tower of Lore, storage place of many valuable things. Huntress: Perhaps even a locked book would be kept here… a book that only YOU could open. That tells of where THE WEAPONS were taken. Yulgar: ??? I don’t know about any book. Huntress: You only need to look for it, and it shall find you. Now, look! I need to know WHERE THEY ARE!! Yulgar: I think you need to get out of my way-- I’m not doing anything until I talk to some friends of mine. The Huntress grabs Yulgar Yulgar: *urk* Yulgar: You’re a lot stronger than you LOOK… hehe. Did I tell you that you have very nice eyes? Huntress: No you haven’t. But the last thing I need to hear is a compliment. You, by the way, are a lot HEAVIER than you look. Huntress: The book of your ancestors is here, and only you will know how to open it. Inside we will find the location of the weapons I seek. Yulgar: Why can’t you tell me more?? Huntress: For now, the less you know-- the better. Yulgar: Okay, I’ll open the book, but you’d better pray you’re one of the good guys when the time comes. Huntress: Prayer will be of little help to any of us, bearded one… | ||