Conversation: mystics

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12
PC replies
12
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515
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nw_walk_wp
OnAbort
nw_walk_wp

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Scripts referenced

ScriptSlotIn moduleNotes
sc_041active
at_068action
at_065action
at_066action
at_069action
at_067action
sc_038active
sc_039active
sc_040active

Starting entries

Conversation flow

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entry #11 (if sc_038)
I told you to be gone! You are not the one in the prophesy.
entry #8 (if sc_039)
Have you put to rest my sister at last?
reply #10
Not yet, but soon she will be at peace.
entry #10
Hurry, until she is destroyed Lake Town is in dire peril!
reply #11
I shall.
reply #8 at_069 (if sc_041)
The deed is done. I have brought you the heart of you long lost sister. Now perhaps both of you shall gain a much deserved rest.
entry #9 at_068
Words fail me, thy deed is great. And you save the lives of countless others. I have a small trinket to grant you for your bravery. It is an ancient heirloom of an age long forgotten. Perhaps you might be able to unlock its mystery. My sight has failed me in divining its purpose. However I can tell you that I have seen strange tidings upon the northern side of Lonely Mountain.
reply #9 at_067
My thanks I take my leave.
entry #7 (if sc_040)
Ahh a welcome sight <Lord/Lady> <FirstName>, a chance meeting I doubt very much. The gods guide your path.
entry #0
The Planets aling our meeting, this is good fortune indeed. I could use an adventurer such as yourself! Speak quick your answer, will you aid me?
reply #2
Yes I shall.
entry #2
Excellent! I knew you were the one the prophets fortold! Let us speak quickly for you have precious little time.
reply #3
Go on.
entry #3
I have a sister, or shall I say I had a sister... Her name was Anaralia, a powerful Mystic such as myself. Until she met with an untimely demise. While travelling through Mirkwood forrest. Her curiosity got the better of her. And she found a passage to the central south of the forrest. *shudders a moment*
reply #4
Please continue M'Lady... If haste is called for I must know how to help.
entry #4
Yes indeed. Anaralia sought a dark path through the southern end of Mirkwood. Her demise was at the hands of terrible spiders with unnatural power. It is said they were the spawn of Ungoliant a fearsome spider of the First Age.
reply #5
A terible end. I knew the spiders were trecherous but I had no idea.
entry #5
Ah the worse is to come. The poison and twisted magic of the spiders has made her into an undead Mystic of terrible power. She has all the strengths of the spiders and all the strengths of her previous life as a mystic. Anaralia must be stopped before she gains more power. Even now she plans to rally the spiders to seek more followers. She seeks to raize Lake Town.
reply #6
This is grevious indeed, There are those on this World I care not for. But Lake Town is a haven for all weary travellers. I shall not let this come to pass.
entry #6
You help is fortold, seek her out in the South East of Mirkwood, she has made a home among the spiders there.
reply #7 at_066
I will Lady Mistic, never fear the foul desicration that pretends to be your sister shall be no more.
reply #0 at_065
I think not! I don't agree to anything without fully knowing what I pledge to!
entry #1
Then you are not the one the prophets fortell. Be gone!
reply #1
I shall indeed.

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entry #0
The Planets aling our meeting, this is good fortune indeed. I could use an adventurer such as yourself! Speak quick your answer, will you aid me?
entry #1
Then you are not the one the prophets fortell. Be gone!
entry #2
Excellent! I knew you were the one the prophets fortold! Let us speak quickly for you have precious little time.
entry #3
I have a sister, or shall I say I had a sister... Her name was Anaralia, a powerful Mystic such as myself. Until she met with an untimely demise. While travelling through Mirkwood forrest. Her curiosity got the better of her. And she found a passage to the central south of the forrest. *shudders a moment*
entry #4
Yes indeed. Anaralia sought a dark path through the southern end of Mirkwood. Her demise was at the hands of terrible spiders with unnatural power. It is said they were the spawn of Ungoliant a fearsome spider of the First Age.
entry #5
Ah the worse is to come. The poison and twisted magic of the spiders has made her into an undead Mystic of terrible power. She has all the strengths of the spiders and all the strengths of her previous life as a mystic. Anaralia must be stopped before she gains more power. Even now she plans to rally the spiders to seek more followers. She seeks to raize Lake Town.
entry #6
You help is fortold, seek her out in the South East of Mirkwood, she has made a home among the spiders there.
entry #7
Ahh a welcome sight <Lord/Lady> <FirstName>, a chance meeting I doubt very much. The gods guide your path.
entry #8
Have you put to rest my sister at last?
entry #9 at_068
Words fail me, thy deed is great. And you save the lives of countless others. I have a small trinket to grant you for your bravery. It is an ancient heirloom of an age long forgotten. Perhaps you might be able to unlock its mystery. My sight has failed me in divining its purpose. However I can tell you that I have seen strange tidings upon the northern side of Lonely Mountain.
entry #10
Hurry, until she is destroyed Lake Town is in dire peril!
entry #11
I told you to be gone! You are not the one in the prophesy.

PC replies — flat index

reply #0 at_065
I think not! I don't agree to anything without fully knowing what I pledge to!
reply #1
I shall indeed.
reply #2
Yes I shall.
reply #3
Go on.
reply #4
Please continue M'Lady... If haste is called for I must know how to help.
reply #5
A terible end. I knew the spiders were trecherous but I had no idea.
reply #6
This is grevious indeed, There are those on this World I care not for. But Lake Town is a haven for all weary travellers. I shall not let this come to pass.
reply #7 at_066
I will Lady Mistic, never fear the foul desicration that pretends to be your sister shall be no more.
reply #8 at_069
The deed is done. I have brought you the heart of you long lost sister. Now perhaps both of you shall gain a much deserved rest.
reply #9 at_067
My thanks I take my leave.
reply #10
Not yet, but soon she will be at peace.
reply #11
I shall.