That Green Fellow

==Steps==
# Find the Green Fellow
# Listen to the Bard's performance
# Talk to the mysterious bard
==Dialogue==
;(Cinematic – listen to the Bard's performance)
::What is to be sung transpired in days of yore,
::When the divine archons still walked the earth.
::A dragon cast his curious gaze on the world below
::As he parted from the heavens that gave his birth.
::The dragon sought truth amongst common folk,
::But mortal trifles only fogged his mind.
::The windborne bard strummed his strings dolce
::And the Holy Lyre answered his questions kind.
::The dragon was but a child full of wonder,
::And soared the heavens free from care.
::The bard's songs invited him to sing along,
::For he yearned to let all perceive him fair.
::Enchanting legends the bard and dragon were,
::But the tides of despair soon engulfed the land;
::The lion fang perishedDuring this time, the Lionfang Knight was Arundolyn, who actually did not perish; it was his friend and prospective successor, the Wolf Pup Rostam, who died. However, Arundolyn gave up fighting after Rostam's death, leaving him unavailable to fight Durin. and the falcon flag slept.
::As a vile dragon approached Mondstadt in lone stand,
::Over the Cathedral loomed death and his friends.
::Of the people's agony the bard soon sang.
::The soaring dragon heeded his grave calls,
::And amidst the windstorms a brutal war sprang.
::Blood of venom sent the sky dragon into slumber,
::Only to awake to be expelled in abhor.
::"Why do people in this age loathe me so?"
::But the Holy Lyre replied no more.
::Wrath and woe, vigor and venom,
::Poured from the dragon's bitter eyes.
::The dragon's curse sprawled in silence,
::But the Lyre could no longer soothe his cries.
;(Talk to the mysterious bard)
: Green Fellow: Wait, you guys are...
: Green Fellow: Oh, that's right! You're the ones that scared Dvalin away.
: Paimon: Dvalin? Who's that?
: That's Stormterror's real name.
: Lisa told us already, weren't you listening?
: Paimon: Huh? ...Oh, right. Most people seem to call him "Stormterror."
: Paimon: Why do you call him that... are you two meant to be close or something?
: Green Fellow: Oh, so close...
: Paimon: Hey, . Paimon thinks this guy has a screw loose...
: Ahh... hi.
:: Green Fellow: Good day, outlander. Seems we meet again.
: I'm sorry, you are...?
: Venti: I'm Venti the bard.
: Venti: Three-time winner of the "Most Popular Bard of Mondstadt," to be precise.
: Venti: So, what do you need from me?
: Paimon: Given you recognize us, Paimon doesn't believe we need to explain any further.
: Paimon: Of course it's about Stormterror.
: Venti: Storm...?
: Paimon: Hey! Cut it with the amnesia act!
: Paimon: , show it to him.
:
: Venti: Oh! Isn't this—
: Paimon: What!? The crystal has been purified!? When?
: Not sure how this happened.
: The last time I checked, it was full of impurities.
: Venti: Dvalin, he...
: Venti: The anguish he feels... has brought him to tears...
: Paimon: Tears...?
;(Cinematic)
: Venti: He was once such a gentle child. Now so full of rage and suffering...
: Venti: I also came across a Teardrop Crystal.
: Venti: Can you purify it?
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: Paimon: Ehhhh!?
: Venti: You... really do have some wonderful abilities...
: Venti: Someone like you is going to end up getting written into a bard's poem.
: Venti: Oh, a hero so bright, should stand in the light. Though stand in the shade, and you'll be met by a blade...
: Venti: Alas... I've really not the time to compose a melody for you at this moment.
: Venti: Anyway, even if Dvalin is not taken down, his life will still wither away in the breeze...
: Venti: He'll burn himself out in the flames of anger...
: I also feel sorry for Dvalin.
:: Venti: Thank you for that, and you for purifying the Teardrop Crystal.
:: Venti: But I have my own plans for what is to follow.
: Is there anything I can do to help?
:: Venti: I really must thank you for purifying the Teardrop Crystal, it has helped me greatly.
:: Venti: But I've already come to devise my own plan.
: As a knight, I suggest you turn yourself in along with the dragon.
:: Venti: Do you really deem that necessary?
:: Venti: You can forget about me turning us in for now... I have another plan.
: Paimon: Oh? And what plan would that be?
: Venti: Seeing this tear has brought to mind a friend so dear.
: Paimon: Friend?
: Venti: Heh-heh, one must be going.
: Paimon: Hey! Where're you running off to!?
: Venti: To the "Symbol of Mondstadt's Hero." Bye-bye~
: Paimon: Huh... , what do you make of that?
: This "weirdo" as you put it — we need to keep an eye on him...
: Paimon: As far as he's concerned, you're a weirdo too ya know...
: You know...
: Paimon: Know what?
: His voice seems familiar...
: Paimon: Familiar? I don't know... You're alone on that one...
: Paimon: But did he just say "Symbol of Mondstadt's Heroes"? What could that be?
: Paimon: Oh, Paimon knows! It's that huge tree.
: Paimon: You know, the gigantic one! You can't miss it, surely you still remember!
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