Transcript:Freja

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Standard dialogue

  • Player: Hello!
  • Freja: Well met, adventurer.
  • Who are you?
    • Player: Who are you?
    • Freja: I'm Freja the Kyattess of the Fremennik Province, who are you?
    • Player: Oh me? I'm [player name], an adventurer... I guess.
    • Freja: You must have done something impressive to gain entry here.
    • Player: I may have killed some dragons.
    • Freja: Ah, fantastic! I've yet to face one myself, but I look forward to the challenge.
    • (Shows initial options)
  • What grand feats are you known for?
    • Player: What grand feats are you known for?
    • Freja: Much like you, I have a book or two detailing such things, but it seems to have gone walkabouts.
    • Player: Anything particularly interesting?
    • Freja: Pah! All of it is incredibly interesting, I slew the great Smolodin Kyatt that plagued the province for many years, I retrieved the crown of many heads from the snake pit and hunted the silver stag of the western
    • Freja: provinces.
    • Player: None of that sounds at all boring, I look forward to finding your book.
    • Freja: Funny you should mention boars, I'm currently hunting one, well... I was...
    • (Shows initial options)
  • Why are you here?
    • Player: Why are you here?
    • Freja: My current quest took me to Acheron, a horribly bitter northern territory, in search for this famous Boar... as big as a hut, so the songs say. Anyway, my companions all met a rather grizzly end, I guess I'm looking for
    • Freja: new ones.
    • Player: Take me! I'm great.
    • Freja: Ha ha ha! You're very new here, you've certainly proved you are a worthy hero, but I'd rather someone with a few more years behind them.
    • Player: What?! I've literally killed many dragons that threatened to kill everyone, I think I'm ready for a boar hunt.
    • Freja: Hmm... When it comes time for me to venture back to the Isle of Garmr, I'll consider inviting you.
    • (Shows initial options)
  • Bye!
    • Player: Bye!
    • Freja: I'll see you around.
    • (End of dialogue)

Using Imcandoria's fall on Freja

  • Freja: Ah, so you've found my latest donation to the guild, what do you think? Spooky, isn't it?
  • Player: Just a bit. Is this the original text? It doesn't look that old...
  • Freja: Oh Guthix, no! These texts are inscribed in rock paper in a tome even I struggle to lift, the writer left it there as a warning and I assume they didn't want it to be moved.
  • Player: Did you translate it?
  • Freja: I certainly tried... Perhaps there are some date inconsistencies and a few words I had to guess at. I had found a lot of trade scrolls with early Fremennik tribes on the isle too, which certainly made my job
  • Freja: easier.
  • Player: Imcandoria... Do you think that's where the Imcando dwarves originate?
  • Freja: It certainly seems reasonable. It is said that an angry Fremennik chief launched an attack on Asgarnia, a war on magic is what the singers say.
  • Player: Interesting...
  • (End of dialogue)