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== Dialogue == | |||
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'''Conversation starts''' | |||
* [[#dlg-Dialogue-1426|"Ah, it's you again! It occurs to me you never introduced yourself..."]] — depends on progress | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1426"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' Ah, it's you again! It occurs to me you never introduced yourself... | |||
:› Yes. I was hoping if you could go over the story behind the Irethorn Pendant again. [[#dlg-Dialogue-1427|→]] | |||
:› Yes, right. I was actually hoping to hear a summary of the main take-aways from your lecture today. [[#dlg-Dialogue-1438|→]] | |||
:› Yes, no. Sadly I must get going. Farewell for now, Professor! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1427"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' Oh, right... Hmm, let's see... This was still during a time when Thornhill was but a small village. Two adventurous sorcerer brothers, the Irethorns, decided to settle here in Thornhill. Probably attracted by its name, who knows. | |||
:› Continue [[#dlg-Dialogue-1428|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1428"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' In any case, their arrival was quickly noticed by a sorceress living in the swamp. She struck her eyes on the elder brother, Arreck. A fact the stories describe the younger brother Arres was initially quite envious of. Back then, as ever, these magi tended to behave like aristocrats - favouring marriages among their own kind. | |||
:› Continue [[#dlg-Dialogue-1429|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1429"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' And so it was that the elder Irethorn and the Witch of the Swamp were joined together, and for some time everything was well in their world. But then Arreck began to have doubts. Had they rushed to marry in the heat of the moment? Perhaps they weren't such a good match after all. And when the Witch got a temper going, she could turn very dark indeed... | |||
:› Continue [[#dlg-Dialogue-1430|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1430"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' The final straw came in the form of the cobbler's daughter - pretty beyond belief, it was said. Poor Arreck spent but a night dancing and drinking with her during the Harvest Festival and just so, his heart was stolen. | |||
:› Continue [[#dlg-Dialogue-1431|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1431"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' Soon after, the honourable, if gullible Arreck sought to break it off with the Witch, to tell her he loved another. But the Witch already knew... In her furious flash of jealousy she had crafted a mirror made of silver, laden with a dark curse. | |||
:› Continue [[#dlg-Dialogue-1432|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1432"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' The Witch pleaded with Arreck to forget the young vixen, but his mind had been made. So she uncovered her Silvermirror and gazing into it, Arreck's mind became possessed by the Witch. | |||
:› Continue [[#dlg-Dialogue-1433|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1433"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' When it was done, the Witch sent Arreck to the cobbler's daughter to tell her the most hurtful things. In tears and brokenhearted, she ran to the younger brother, Arres, for help. And after speaking with his brother, it became evident to Arres that his brother's mind was no longer his own. | |||
:› Continue [[#dlg-Dialogue-1434|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1434"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' So you see, determined to have his brother released, Arres crafted the Irethorn pendant. It was to protect his mind as he confronted the Witch. Regardless, that confrontation was to escalate into tragedy. | |||
:› Continue [[#dlg-Dialogue-1435|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1435"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' The Witch forced Arreck against Arres - brother fought against brother. The battle ended in Arres' victory, but Arreck was slain. In his grief, Arres struck down the Witch and melted the Silvermirror into a puddle. | |||
:› Continue [[#dlg-Dialogue-1436|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1436"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' The ordeal naturally left Arres deeply scarred; he became a sombre, solemn man. And the cobbler's daughter... It is said she drowned herself soon after. How youthful love can be so destructive. | |||
:› And what do you think became of the missing centre piece of the pendant? [[#dlg-Dialogue-1437|→]] | |||
:› Thank you, Professor. But now I simply must go. Farewell. ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1437"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' Later on Arres came to marry the next Witch of the Swamp, the prior Witch's apprentice. A much nicer lass than her predecessor. Their union made the Witch something of an unofficial queen to Thornhill, for a time. If I had to guess, the central piece is still there in the swamp, at the Silvermirror Throne. | |||
:› A compelling story, indeed. But to change the subject, what would you say were the main take-aways from your lecture today? [[#dlg-Dialogue-1438|→]] | |||
:› Thank you, Professor. But now I simply must go. Farewell. ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1438"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' So... as I mentioned in my closing remarks, I believe we can draw certain parallels between the time of the Ancients and the recent arrival of the Hydrobor Circle... | |||
:› Indeed? [[#dlg-Dialogue-1439|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1439"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' Indeed. Impirillor, as this land was called during the time of the Ancients, was largely untamed. Ahm, inhabited by pockets of tribal and druidic societies, as recent archeological evidence has suggested. Then, of course, its colonisation by the Ancients brought about a cultural renaissance. | |||
:› Indeed. [[#dlg-Dialogue-1440|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1440"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' Then, as we know, the Ancients were beset by the Great Pestilence. Umm... little is known about the details, but essentially some kind of a disease, perhaps magical in nature, that swiftly spread to every member of the Ancient's empire. Umm... ultimately lethal, in every instance. | |||
:› Hmm... Indeed... [[#dlg-Dialogue-1441|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1441"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' And this left the land uninhabited, in fact, for some time, until its resettlement by the Eastern Civilisations, after which Impirillor became known as the Lordship of Imberthale. And as we know, remained quite the backwater region all the way until the arrival of the Hydrobor Circle... | |||
:› Come now, Professor, Imberthale wasn't so bad. There was steady, albeit slow development. [[#dlg-Dialogue-1442|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1442"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' Uhmm... Hmm... I'm not sure I agree with that statement... | |||
:› You're from the Bronswind Academy? I know for a fact its founding was sponsored by Lord Rothar Aercrest in his time. [[#dlg-Dialogue-1443|→]] | |||
<span id="dlg-Dialogue-1443"></span>'''Professor Alcolm:''' Well... yes, I suppose that is true but it's a fringe case... more of an exception to the rule. Certainly nothing like the progress stimulated by the Magi of the Hydrobor Circle. | |||
:› Oh well, in any case I was actually hoping you'd go over the story behind the Irethorn Pendant again. [[#dlg-Dialogue-1427|→]] | |||
:› Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! ''(end)'' | |||
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Latest revision as of 13:26, 1 October 2026
| library prof | |
|---|---|
| Level | 1 |
| Aggressive | No |
| Hostile | No |
| Interactable | Yes |
Dialogue
18 lines of dialogue. Options are marked ›, → jumps to the line an option leads to.
Conversation starts
- "Ah, it's you again! It occurs to me you never introduced yourself..." — depends on progress
Professor Alcolm: Ah, it's you again! It occurs to me you never introduced yourself...
- › Yes. I was hoping if you could go over the story behind the Irethorn Pendant again. →
- › Yes, right. I was actually hoping to hear a summary of the main take-aways from your lecture today. →
- › Yes, no. Sadly I must get going. Farewell for now, Professor! (end)
Professor Alcolm: Oh, right... Hmm, let's see... This was still during a time when Thornhill was but a small village. Two adventurous sorcerer brothers, the Irethorns, decided to settle here in Thornhill. Probably attracted by its name, who knows.
- › Continue →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: In any case, their arrival was quickly noticed by a sorceress living in the swamp. She struck her eyes on the elder brother, Arreck. A fact the stories describe the younger brother Arres was initially quite envious of. Back then, as ever, these magi tended to behave like aristocrats - favouring marriages among their own kind.
- › Continue →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: And so it was that the elder Irethorn and the Witch of the Swamp were joined together, and for some time everything was well in their world. But then Arreck began to have doubts. Had they rushed to marry in the heat of the moment? Perhaps they weren't such a good match after all. And when the Witch got a temper going, she could turn very dark indeed...
- › Continue →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: The final straw came in the form of the cobbler's daughter - pretty beyond belief, it was said. Poor Arreck spent but a night dancing and drinking with her during the Harvest Festival and just so, his heart was stolen.
- › Continue →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: Soon after, the honourable, if gullible Arreck sought to break it off with the Witch, to tell her he loved another. But the Witch already knew... In her furious flash of jealousy she had crafted a mirror made of silver, laden with a dark curse.
- › Continue →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: The Witch pleaded with Arreck to forget the young vixen, but his mind had been made. So she uncovered her Silvermirror and gazing into it, Arreck's mind became possessed by the Witch.
- › Continue →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: When it was done, the Witch sent Arreck to the cobbler's daughter to tell her the most hurtful things. In tears and brokenhearted, she ran to the younger brother, Arres, for help. And after speaking with his brother, it became evident to Arres that his brother's mind was no longer his own.
- › Continue →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: So you see, determined to have his brother released, Arres crafted the Irethorn pendant. It was to protect his mind as he confronted the Witch. Regardless, that confrontation was to escalate into tragedy.
- › Continue →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: The Witch forced Arreck against Arres - brother fought against brother. The battle ended in Arres' victory, but Arreck was slain. In his grief, Arres struck down the Witch and melted the Silvermirror into a puddle.
- › Continue →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: The ordeal naturally left Arres deeply scarred; he became a sombre, solemn man. And the cobbler's daughter... It is said she drowned herself soon after. How youthful love can be so destructive.
- › And what do you think became of the missing centre piece of the pendant? →
- › Thank you, Professor. But now I simply must go. Farewell. (end)
Professor Alcolm: Later on Arres came to marry the next Witch of the Swamp, the prior Witch's apprentice. A much nicer lass than her predecessor. Their union made the Witch something of an unofficial queen to Thornhill, for a time. If I had to guess, the central piece is still there in the swamp, at the Silvermirror Throne.
- › A compelling story, indeed. But to change the subject, what would you say were the main take-aways from your lecture today? →
- › Thank you, Professor. But now I simply must go. Farewell. (end)
Professor Alcolm: So... as I mentioned in my closing remarks, I believe we can draw certain parallels between the time of the Ancients and the recent arrival of the Hydrobor Circle...
- › Indeed? →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: Indeed. Impirillor, as this land was called during the time of the Ancients, was largely untamed. Ahm, inhabited by pockets of tribal and druidic societies, as recent archeological evidence has suggested. Then, of course, its colonisation by the Ancients brought about a cultural renaissance.
- › Indeed. →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: Then, as we know, the Ancients were beset by the Great Pestilence. Umm... little is known about the details, but essentially some kind of a disease, perhaps magical in nature, that swiftly spread to every member of the Ancient's empire. Umm... ultimately lethal, in every instance.
- › Hmm... Indeed... →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: And this left the land uninhabited, in fact, for some time, until its resettlement by the Eastern Civilisations, after which Impirillor became known as the Lordship of Imberthale. And as we know, remained quite the backwater region all the way until the arrival of the Hydrobor Circle...
- › Come now, Professor, Imberthale wasn't so bad. There was steady, albeit slow development. →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)
Professor Alcolm: Uhmm... Hmm... I'm not sure I agree with that statement...
- › You're from the Bronswind Academy? I know for a fact its founding was sponsored by Lord Rothar Aercrest in his time. →
Professor Alcolm: Well... yes, I suppose that is true but it's a fringe case... more of an exception to the rule. Certainly nothing like the progress stimulated by the Magi of the Hydrobor Circle.
- › Oh well, in any case I was actually hoping you'd go over the story behind the Irethorn Pendant again. →
- › Thank you Professor, but I realised I simply must go. Farewell for now! (end)