Hardwin Wylde

## Dialogue

### book

> I carried one with me into the fog. I do not remember why. Here. You may have it. I cannot read, even if there was anything on those pages.
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Gives: Visions of Ice

> I hope the book suits you more than it did me. But I do wish I knew why I carried it into the fog. Perhaps it had somehting to do with the blue light.
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greet
 Lannon

> I saw you wander into the fog. You know what secrets lurk there don't you?
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Arbo

> I can see that the fog has not touched you old friend.
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Merewen

> I do not remember you... are you one of the fogborn?
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Rycard

> Something about you I don't like. You should have stayed in the fog.
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Airendal

> I followed the blue light into the fog, but it abandoned me... why?
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Gallitzin

> I reckon you can wield an axe better than most. But strength is not the most important factor in splitting wood. If you miss the wood altogether your strength means nothing.
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Shione

> I often hear music wafting through the trees when I am gathering wood. I dare not find its source. The forest is dangerous these days.
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Bhulown

> Are you what I think you are? Here, in the village? Strange times these are...
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Dimas

> Can you cut wood with a pick? Certainly, if you like to waste all day doing it. Give me a sturdy axe any day!
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Laszra

> Perhaps axes and bows are not your strong suit.
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job

> Wood. Chop it. Collect it. Burn it. This is my life. Or it was... until I chased the blue light into the fog. I try to get by now... but I lost much while searching. I saw things... in the forest...
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fog

> I've been into it... many times. Why do I remember that I don't remember? The others don't know what they've lost... they think all is well. But I know better.
> The further I went into it, the more I lost myself. At the same time, I felt I was nearing some truth. And yet the things I saw on the edge of the fog... they were always on the edge, no matter how deep I went...
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book

> I carried one with me into the fog. I do not remember why. Here. You may have it. I cannot read, even if there was anything on those pages.
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> I hope the book suits you more than it did me. But I do wish I knew why I carried it into the fog. Perhaps it had something to do with the blue light.
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Emerisk

> I live here, but my home is the woods. It saddens me that the fog has thoroughly filled them. I cannot even remember much about them anymore. Wherever there is fog, my memory fails.
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Agmarians

> I am unaware of such a name. Try asking the the town smith. He remembers far more than most. I find it quite odd.
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Renault

> This name... I have no love for this name, though... I cannot recall why.
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caves

> The caves... I took shelter in them from time to time. They helped me regain my thoughts and press on. Without them I would have been lost forever. But be careful. The deep holes are easy to miss in the fog.
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graveyard

> I still see things outside of the village, on the edge of the fog. But never near the graveyard. Perhaps there is nothing there that they want.
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Goblins

> There are many kinds. They like the rocky crags beyond the woods. Yes, the woodlands are a lovely place and just full of them. We are talking about squirrels, aren't we?
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Scaphin

> I do not see them in the woodlands often. They prefer cooler, damper environment. I even recall they... they had... what are we talking about again?
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librarian

> I don't remember her anymore... but... I think she knew of the blue light.
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silver

> Ore is not where my knowledge lies.
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corundum

> What is that? I have never heard of it.
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blue light

> I used to see it travelling through the town at night. It would go into the fog, and I would follow. That is what first led me into the fog.
> The light no longer travels... I know not why, and I have given up trying to solve its mysteries. I have already lost so much...
> Now there are other blue lights in the fog, and I dare not follow them.
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dark lord

> Of course they all say he was defeated. But the things I have seen in the forest... could they be natural? I... don't remember enough to know for sure. They just feel wrong.
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Wooden Expression

> I was harvesting wood from the old orchard recently and was forced to flee for my life. The trees had come to life. When the fear wore off, I thought how marvelous it would be to obtain some of that wood. The things I could make... would you retrieve some for me?
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> The orchard is to the west. Be careful. What once was harvested now seeks to harvest us. I cannot say how this has occurred but it must be the work of dark the lord.
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> This wood is incredible! In all my days I have never seen anything like it. Well, at least not that I can remember.
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Kalindraur

> There is a forest nearby called... Kalindros, or... Kalindross. I cannot recall exactly, but perhaps they are related.
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Codex

> When you say that word I see a symbol in my mind. You must stop! You will drive me even more mad.
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forest

> I make most of my living there. But the woods have grown dangerous and strange. If the fog wasn't bad enough, now the trees move, as though possessed.
> Dark times are coming and are here already! My memory of the forest fades each day, and as it does, so goes my life, and my craft.
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