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Mage Rahingar
Level	1
Aggresive	False
Wandering Distance	2
Spawn Locations

(1) Druid Alwaron: No, no, no! Nature is not your servant!

Listen. → (2)

Leave. → (0)

(2) Druid Alwaron: We must strive to coexist within it, in harmony - not to control it!

Continue listening. → (3)

Leave. → (0)

(3) Mage Rahingar: You argue out of emotion, bearded man. Simply, magic is control, of all things, even nature. Why should we then not use it?

Continue listening. → (4)

Leave. → (0)

(4) Mage Rahingar: You yourself employ magic, do you not? It seems to me we are merely arguing semantics here, about what kind of magic is appropriate.

Continue listening. → (6)

Enough, this going nowhere! → (12)

Leave. → (0)

(6) Druid Alwaron: It is astonishing how you devote your entire life to its study, yet you misunderstand magic entirely.

Continue listening. → (7)

Enough, this going nowhere! → (12)

Leave. → (0)

(12) Mage Rahingar: I take it you have an opinion on this matter, stranger?

The world shouldn't revolve around the sensitivites of tired old tree beards. Magic solves far more problems than it creates. → (10)

Magic's useful, but we shouldn't rely on it to the point of disrupting nature. There is always another way. → (11)

I don't care one way or the other, just take your shouting elsewhere. → (0)

(7) Druid Alwaron: Magic is a language, a form of communication! My magic asks of nature, whereas yours demands from it. It will not tolerate such an insult for long and it's already showing signs of anguish!

Continue listening. → (8)

Enough, this going nowhere! → (12)

Leave. → (0)

(10) Druid Alwaron: Another fool impressed by the shiny baubles the magi have to offer? How typical! One day you will regret those words, one day… but by then it will be too late.

→ (0)

(11) Mage Rahingar: Disappointing how you should be swayed by the scaremongering of this bearded man. Understand that he's a dated old creature, only afraid of his own dwindling relevance in the world - and that of his kind.

→ (0)

(8) Mage Rahingar: So you say… You know, you druids do not reside everywhere, but I daresay wizardry almost does. Yet somehow in all the other lands magic hasn't brought about the end of the world. I think we'll be just fine here too.

→ (9)

(9) Druid Alwaron: And perhaps nature is not the same everywhere? Perhaps there is a reason we druids prefer certain places over others? Hm, what do you say, traveler? You seem awfully quiet.

The world shouldn't revolve around the sensitivites of tired old tree beards. Magic solves far more problems than it creates. → (10)

Magic's useful, but we shouldn't rely on it to the point of disrupting nature. There is always another way. → (11)

I'm not really the right person to take sides in this, I'll leave you to it. → (0)

(115) Meara Rahingar: Oh good, the tree beard's finally gone. There are always those who'd fear and hate the magi. Usually it's superstitious peasants carrying torches and pitchforks, but why not bearded men living in treehouses also?

Happen to know anything about this gem I found? → (117)

What are you doing all the way out here? → (116)

Indeed. → (0)

(117) Meara Rahingar: Where did you find this? This is no ordinary gem - it's not a gem at all - it's a lightning stone! Incredibly rare, they only form in magical storms.

That would make sense, is it worth anything? → (118)

Interesting. → (0)

(116) Meara Rahingar: Studying magic. The druid was right about one thing, magic is different in these woods. Manipulating weather is relatively easy around Haywind, but here the air is far more resistant somehow.

Happen to know anything about this gem I found? → (117)

Interesting. → (0)

(118) Meara Rahingar: To some, yes I'd say it's quite valuable. The lightning stone is highly in tune with the magic of the skies. If you bring me oak, I might be able to fashion it into a wand capable of manipulating its power.

Very well, please craft this wand for me. (Strange Gem + 5 Oak) → (119)

Interesting. → (0)

(119) Meara Rahingar: As you wish, traveler. *Using magic, it does not take long for Meara to bend the wood ornately into shape around the gem.*

→ (120)

(120) Meara Rahingar: Your wand, traveler - may it grant the fury of the skies to your service. And I personally wouldn't mind if you fried a druid or two with it.

I'm sure it will come in handy, thank you. Gives 1 Lightning Wand. → (0)

(121) Meara Rahingar: Oh good, the tree beard's finally gone. There are always those who'd fear and hate the magi. Usually it's superstitious peasants carrying torches and pitchforks, but why not bearded men living in treehouses also?

I wish to dismantle the wand you made and recover its gem. → (122)

What are you doing all the way out here? → (124)

Indeed. → (0)

(122) Meara Rahingar: You would find another use for the lightning stone? Very well, if so wish, though I can think of none better than the wand I made. But are you sure?

I am sure. → (123)

Actually, I'm not. → (0)

(124) Meara Rahingar: Studying magic. The druid was right about one thing, magic is different in these woods. Manipulating weather is relatively easy around Haywind, but here the air is far more resistant somehow.

I wish to recover the gem and dismantle the wand you made for me. → (122)

Interesting. → (0)

(123) Meara Rahingar: As you wish. *Meara dismantles the wand and returns its gem to you.*

Gives 1 Strange Gem. → (0)