Template:NpcData/Marshal Harrington

Marshal Harrington
Level	1
Aggressive	No
Hostile	No
Interactable	Yes

Interactions

Quests

• Trouble Focusing: Advances to phase 4

Locations

This NPC spawns at 1 location(s).

Dialogue

24 lines of dialogue. Options are marked ›, → jumps to the line an option leads to.

Conversation starts

• "Yes, pale man, what is it? Be quick about it."

Marshal Jaem Harrington: Yes, pale man, what is it? Be quick about it.

› It's about the inventor - Opticus Aluminar... →

› Where did you say Hubert likes to camp? →

› You're the man in charge of upholding the law around here? →

› I don't like your tone. →

› Never mind. (end)

Marshal Jaem Harrington: For the hundreth time - no. I cannot clear the quarry below his workshop of all the vagrants, no matter how much I'd like to. The mayor says those people still have rights, whatever that means.

› ... I found his workshop trashed and the man himself missing. I also found a blackmail note signed by someone named Hubert. →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: Really? He signed a blackmail note using his own name? Well, I knew he's stupid, but I had no idea just how much. Don't worry, I'll have my men arrest him at the gates next time he shows up. He'll hang above the waters of Aure soon after.

› What about the inventor himself? Aren't you going to rescue him? →

› You know of this Hubert? →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: I don't have the men to spare for a search and rescue effort! There's an entire horde of marauders rampaging on the fields to the west, I need all available hands to keep the city safe. And for all I know that man might be dead already.

› Guess I'll have to go after him myself, then. →

› Sounds like a tough situation, suppose if nothing can be done... →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: Are you sure? I said he's stupid, but he's also dangerous and not to be underestimated.

› We'll see about that, just tell me where to find him. →

› How dangerous is he, exactly? →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: I've had reports of him camping in the hills southwest of the city. But before you go... I know I said I can't spare anyone, but it doesn't feel right sending you alone either.

› Continue →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: I have a recruit whacking at training dummies up the ladder, he'll join you if you ask him. Just try to bring him back alive, would you?

› Alright, thank you Marshal. (Trouble Focusing: advances to phase 4) (end)

Marshal Jaem Harrington: He's an unusually big man, known to wave a massive battleaxe around, but that's not all... He's said to wear a magical bracelet that can summon a deadly blast of fire.

› Wait, how does a stupid man with a big axe come to carry a magical bracelet? →

› Just tell me where to find him. →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: Well there's a story... Some time ago he was involved in a scuffle with one of those magi of Hydrobor. One night a mage got himself a little too inebriated at a local tavern, they gambled, he bet a magical bracelet and lost...

› Continue →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: The man had tried to weasel his way out of it, of course. Things got a bit heated and the next thing anyone knew, Hubert used his axe to part the mage with his bracelet, alongside half of his arm...

› I see, but I still need to know where to find him. →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: *A whip cracks across your mind, as Gabrius' curse compels you to retrieve the inventor.*

› Agh, I...! →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: Are you alright, man?! You look even paler than before, if such a thing was possible.

› I'm fine... Somebody needs to rescue that inventor, so I'll be going after him myself... →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: He's local scum, broadly known as Hubert the Axe, often arrested for fighting at the tavern and garnered something of a reputation for his stupidity and depravity. He's strong as an ox though, and vicious to boot, so he's not to be underestimated.

› What about the inventor himself? Aren't you going to rescue him? →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: I've heard reports that he likes to set up camp in the hills southwest of the city. Remember not to underestimate him.

› You said one of your men might help me? →

› You're the man in charge of upholding the law around here? →

› I'll be going then. (end)

Marshal Jaem Harrington: Yeah, I left him training on the roof. He's still a bit wet behind the ears, so please try not to get him killed.

› You're the man in charge of upholding the law around here? →

› I'll be going then. (end)

Marshal Jaem Harrington: Indeed, Marshal Jaem Harrington at your service, as appointed by the Lord-Mayor in Thornhill himself. I'm tasked with restoring peace and order to this region, since these peasant fools have allowed bandit gangs to fester and run unabated across their lands.

› I wanted to talk about the inventor - Opticus Aluminar... →

› How is that going for you? →

› You seem to have the look of a real soldier, unlike most of your men if I'm being frank. →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: Are you asking seriously, or have you come here to smirk? I've done what I can, but forming a functioning militia out of these spineless twirps is already a miracle in itself.

› Continue →

Marshal Jaem Harrington: At least the criminals aren't free to walk about the town in broad daylight anymore, but if you're going to travel the roads beyond the city walls, I would advise you not to go alone. The fields west of the city have been hit particularly hard.

› I can handle myself. →

› You seem to have the look of a real soldier, unlike most of your men if I'm being frank. →

› I wanted to talk about the inventor - Opticus Aluminar... →

› I see. Goodbye. (end)

Marshal Jaem Harrington: Yes, I've heard that line before. Many a time from men who're now buried with an arrow lodged in their skull. Well, consider yourself warned.

› I wanted to talk about the inventor - Opticus Aluminar... →

› You seem to have the look of a real soldier, unlike most of your men if I'm being frank. →

› I see. Goodbye. (end)

Marshal Jaem Harrington: That's because I am; the Lord-Mayor promoted me to this task from the Captain of Thornhill's men-at-arms. A poisoned chalice, though I had no option to refuse. There were rumors the current Lord-Mayor does not appreciate my intolerance for... let's call it corruption.

› A poisoned chalice? Why? →

› Tell me about the Lord-Mayor. →

› How's restoring order going for you? →

› I wanted to talk about the inventor - Opticus Aluminar... →

› I see. Goodbye. (end)

Marshal Jaem Harrington: I'm not expected to succeed; I'm expected to remain stuck here until the end of my days, as far as the Lord-Mayor is concerned. By the looks of things that may end up being the case. Something about these marauders we're plagued with, they're too... coordinated.

› Tell me about the Lord-Mayor. →

› How's restoring order going for you? →

› I wanted to talk about the inventor - Opticus Aluminar... →

› I see. Goodbye. (end)

Marshal Jaem Harrington: Callum Goldbridge, Mayor of Thornhill, Lord of the Thale, ever since his father displaced the previous ruling family - the Aercrests. Though there are rumors that Aercrest loyalists still reside in Morningfade, but I wouldn't know of it.

› An Aercrest should rule Imberthale... →

› You said this posting was a poisoned chalice, why? →

› How's restoring order going for you? →

› I wanted to talk about the inventor - Opticus Aluminar... →

› I see. Goodbye. (end)

Marshal Jaem Harrington: I'd keep that kind of talk to yourself. I may not be the Lord-Mayor's most loyal servant, but I'm no traitor either.

› You said this posting was a poisoned chalice, why? →

› How's restoring order going for you? →

› I wanted to talk about the inventor - Opticus Aluminar... →

› I see. Goodbye. (end)

Marshal Jaem Harrington: And I don't like people who waste my time. Was there something you actually wanted to discuss, or should I have my men throw you out?

› I wanted to talk about the inventor - Opticus Aluminar... →

› Where did you say Hubert likes to camp? →

› You're the man in charge of upholding the law around here? →

› I'll go. (end)