Transcript:Old dwarf

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Standard dialogue

  • Player: Alright?
  • Old dwarf: I've been better...
  • What happened to your foot?
    • Player: What happened to your foot?
    • Old dwarf: I was minding my own business in that abandoned shack for the night and suddenly I could hear...
    • Player: A g-g-g-ghost?!
    • Old dwarf: No... Don't interrupt!
    • Old dwarf: Where was I?
    • Old dwarf: That was it... a faint sound... wind chimes...
    • Player: Please don't tell me you were attacked by the wind.
    • Old dwarf: What did I say about interruptions?
    • Player: Sorry.
    • Old dwarf: The chiming grew louder and started to sound like the knocking of bones. I was in the bed hiding under the moth-eaten sheet - ignorance is bliss, y'know? - and suddenly the sheet was pulled off of me and there was
    • Old dwarf: a-
    • Player: A skeleton!
    • Old dwarf: I SAID NO INTER- Oh yes, that's correct... Skeletons. Two of the blighters.
    • Player: Well, you seem to have got away in one piece!
    • Old dwarf: One piece?! Do you not-
    • Old dwarf: THE BONEY BLIGHTER BIT MY FOOT!
    • Player: Sorry... You didn't leave anything behind did you? I'm a brave adventurer! I'm sure I can pry whatever it is from their malicious mitts.
    • Old dwarf: A few pots, but without my tools they won'y[sic] do me any good.
    • (Shows other options)
  • Who are you?
    • Player: Who are you?
    • Old dwarf: Me? Just a tinker with nothing to trade.
    • Player: What happened to your wares?
    • Old dwarf: A tinker doesn't get the respect that they used to... Gah! A thief took my bag in the night, they took everything.
    • Player: Sorry to hear you've had some bad luck of late, did you lose much?
    • Old dwarf: Bits and pieces, nothing too important I s'pose... An old pan flute, a dirty book and a charred skull.
    • Player: Hmm.
    • Old dwarf: That's all in the past now, anyway... I'm afraid I can't help you.
    • Player: That's alright, I need no help.
    • Old dwarf: Didn't someone send you for the pots?
    • Player: Nope, just exploring...
    • Old dwarf: Well, if anyone asks... I'm dead!
    • (Shows other options)
  • Bye.
    • Player: Bye.
    • (End of dialogue)

Using items on him

Kharedst's memoirs (with Jewellery of jubilation included)

  • Player: Are you the tinker this entry mentions?
  • You show him 'Jewellery of Jubilation'.
  • Old dwarf: Oh, me? Oh my... Goodness gracious what...
  • Player: A life?
  • Old dwarf: What? No...
  • Old dwarf: Well, I s'pose that was me...
  • Player: What's so surprising?
  • Old dwarf: How did you find me!? Was it you?
  • Player: Was it me what? I just found this journal... I didn't write it.
  • Old dwarf: I remember this day... How could I forget.
  • Old dwarf: Are you saying the man I sold those trinkets to was the king?!
  • Player: Yeah... You didn't know?
  • Old dwarf: Those were dark objects, corrupted with powerful magic. Dark magic.
  • Player: Well, it's all in the past now. I don't think there's any reason to worry about it.
  • Old dwarf: No, no, no... this ain't good. They'll find me.
  • Player: Who will find you?
  • Old dwarf: You already know too much. But you don't know my name. Good. Let's keep it that way.
  • Player: Well if I find out anything useful, I'll come let you know, alright?
  • Old dwarf: If you can find me.
  • Player: Deal...
  • (End of dialogue)

Any item worth one million coins or more on the Grand Exchange

  • You hand over your [item name].
  • Old dwarf: Thanks!
  • Player: Wait, what?
  • Old dwarf: THANKS!
  • Player: No, I didn't mean for you to keep it.
  • Old dwarf: Then why are you handing it to me?
  • Someone made me do it!
    • Player: Someone made me do it!
    • Old dwarf: Who?
    • Player: I...
    • Old dwarf: It's alright mate! We've all been there.
    • Player: Existential Crisis?
    • Old dwarf: It'll pass! Anyhow, I'll be seeing you.
    • Player: Yeah...
    • (End of dialogue)
  • I'm not sure...
    • Player: I'm not sure...
    • (End of dialogue)

Any other item

  • Old dwarf: I'm afraid I've nothing to trade for that.
  • (End of dialogue)