Gar-Mutt
| Gar-Mutt | |
|---|---|
| Level | 5 |
| Aggressive | No |
| Hostile | No |
| Interactable | Yes |
| Respawn | 300s |
Dialogue
5 lines of dialogue. Options are marked ›, → jumps to the line an option leads to.
Conversation starts
- "I admit you know how to fight, human." — depends on progress
Gar'Mutt: I admit you know how to fight, human.
- › How come you're smarter than the other trolls? →
- › Right. (end)
Gar'Mutt: Naturally trolls aren't really as stupid as you humans believe. But our culture values raw physical strength over intelligence. Trolls do not use words to communicate either, unless we came into contact with human civilisation. Our language is physical, words seem strange and unnecessary to most.
- › So what, you grew up among humans? →
Gar'Mutt: Not quite, but I served as the personal bodyguard of a Vhosphoran noble for a few decades. It was a lucrative job.
- › So what happened? →
- › Good talk, I'm off. (end)
Gar'Mutt: One day an assassin's arrow found my master's throat. According to the Vhosphoran customs, the personal guard of a noble is to commit suicide upon failing their master. I didn't feel like doing that, so I had to disappear. Came back to my roots, you know?
- › I don't blame you. I never had a positive exchange with the Vhosphoran. They see the world too much in black and white and only gravitate to extreme choices. →
- › Makes sense. See you around, Gar'Mutt. (end)
Gar'Mutt: It's been refreshing to have a sophisticated conversation for a change, you've earned my respect human. If you ever need a mercenary to fight for you, don't hesitate to call on me.
- › Thanks Gar'Mutt, I'll keep that in mind. Be seeing you. →