Greg | Psst. Hey, you. Come here. | |
Me | What is it? | |
Greg | On your way to the city? And really busy, too. | |
Greg | (slimily) Listen. You look like a smart guy to me. I bet you'll go far in life. | |
Greg | You're certainly nobody's fool. I could see that right away. | |
Greg | Say, you'd probably like to earn a couple of gold coins, wouldn't you? | |
Me | I've got to be going. | |
Greg | (annoyed) So you won't help me. I'll remember that, pal. We'll meet again. | |
Me | Why not? | |
Greg | You'll have to forgive an ignorant old seaman, I'm a stranger in these parts and I don't really know all the rules. | |
Greg | So I had to find out the hard way that traveling strangers aren't welcome in the harbor city. | |
Greg | (exaggerated self pity) Now I'm standing here with no idea how I'm supposed to get into the city. | |
Greg | I have some extremely important business to conduct and my client won't tolerate a delay, you see? | |
Greg | You'll help me find a way to get past the city guard, won't you? | |
Me | You don't look like someone who has gold. | |
Greg | (exaggerated modesty) Well, I certainly don't move in the same circles as a gentleman like you. | |
Greg | But you won't refuse my small contribution to your surely considerable fortune, will you? | |
Greg | Well, what do you say? Can I count on you? | |
Me | Cut the crap. Tell me what you want. | |
Greg | You see? That's exactly what I mean. | |
Greg | Nobody gets anywhere with you just by using pretty words. | |
Greg | I knew it. I'm dealing with a tough businessman here. | |
Greg | You're a businessman, and certainly interested in a small addition to your purse, aren't you? | |
Me | Are you hiding from someone? | |
Greg | Of course not. What nonsense. I just enjoy standing among the trees so the wind won't blow right into my face. | |
Greg | But what about you, now? Do you want the job? | |
Me | About the city guards ... | |
Greg | Yes? Got an idea? | |
Me | They should let you pass if you're wearing these farmer's clothes. | |
Greg | That's just what I need. Man, I knew I could count on you. | |
Greg | (maliciously) Nobody will bother me disguised as a local yokel. Ha ha. | |
Greg | Excellent. You did really well. Here's your promised reward. | |
Me | (annoyed) What? 50 measly gold coins? You can't be serious. | |
Greg | (patronizingly) Gold isn't everything, my friend. Take them for now. | |
Greg | I have the feeling that we'll be seeing one another soon. | |
Greg | And who knows? Maybe I'll return the favor. Look after yourself. | |
Me | I'll have to think about it first. | |
Greg | (seriously) All right. But hurry up about it. I've got no time to lose. | |
Me | I have a pass for the city. | |
Greg | (cynically) Oh, I see. I'm supposed to act like I'm a citizen of the town, or what? | |
Greg | (annoyed) Take a look at me, boy. Nobody is going to believe that. | |
Me | You could get into the city as a herb gatherer. | |
Greg | (annoyed) What? Do I look like I'd be picking flowers in the woods? | |
Me | What about bribery? | |
Greg | (roguishly) Well, if that worked for me, I'd have tried it already. | |
Me | One more thing ... | |
Greg | (arrogantly) Listen, kid. I've got important things to do right now. | |
Greg | (threatening) We'll talk again later. Got it? | |
Greg | Look who just turned up. | |
Greg | The farmer boy. | |
Greg | The fellow who brushed me off so blatantly. So we meet again, eh? | |
Greg | (angry) I thought you wanted to help me. Instead, you just slipped away. | |
Greg | You thought I'd be stuck there forever, didn't you? | |
Greg | It just goes to show. Help yourself or no one else will help you. But I won't let you get away with it again. | |
Greg | You're just in time. | |
Me | Who are you, anyway? | |
Greg | That's none of your business. | |
Greg | If I wanted to tell you who I am, I'd have done it already, got it? | |
Greg | I'm looking for a fellow. He isn't anywhere to be found in the city, and these losers here don't have a clue either. | |
Greg | He's thin, dark-haired and usually wears red armor. | |
Greg | As far as I know, he used to be a prisoner in the colony. I think his name starts with a 'D'. | |
Me | What do you want from me? | |
Me | Are you still having problems with the city guards? | |
Greg | (threatening) I'll GIVE you problems, you punk. | |
Greg | It could be that that's his name. I'm not sure. | |
Greg | I'll probably only know when I see him. | |
Me | Anything else? | |
Greg | (angry) Yeah, you big mouth. There is something else. | |
Greg | I need weapons. I need provisions. Gold wouldn't be bad either. | |
Me | I can't help you. | |
Greg | (angry) Oh. You don't WANT to. | |
Greg | This is the second time you've left me hanging. | |
Greg | Let me give you some good advice: Be careful that we don't meet again. | |
Greg | I'll remember that. You can count on it. | |
Me | Gold? We all want gold. | |
Greg | Could be. And what would you do with it? Drink your way through it in the tavern or blow it in the brothel if I'm any judge. | |
Me | And you have a better plan, eh? | |
Greg | (angry) You would crawl under a rock if you knew all I've done. | |
Greg | So none of that cheek, or I'll shut your big mouth for you. | |
Me | Didn't you find a weapons dealer in the city? | |
Greg | You can't be serious! They only have junk. | |
Me | Here's 10 gold coins. | |
Greg | (laughs) You poor sucker, you can keep your dough. I have a better idea. | |
Greg | There's a cave not far from here! I've been around here before, and I buried my stuff in a few places. | |
Greg | The cave is too dangerous for me alone. I want you to help me with it. | |
Me | Weapons? The mercenaries have weapons. | |
Greg | Interesting. I heard that the fat farmer Onar had hired the boys. | |
Greg | (laughs) Not too bad for a landlubber. | |
Greg | Not a bad idea. Maybe I really should pay them a visit. | |
Me | Provisions? You're in a tavern. | |
Greg | The stupid barman won't hand anything over unless you pay him for it. | |
Me | I don't know anyone who meets that description. | |
Greg | I might have known. | |
Me | You're talking about Diego. | |
Me | Is his name maybe Dexter? | |
Me | Let's visit the cave. | |
Greg | Come with me. | |
Greg | (commanding) What are you waiting for? Go inside and get the stuff. | |
Greg | All right, friend. Here's the cave. | |
Greg | And here's a pick for you. | |
Greg | I buried the stuff somewhere in there. X marks the spot. | |
Me | What about you, then? | |
Greg | Someone has to guard our backs. And now, in you go. | |
Greg | What took you so long? Found anything yet? | |
Me | No. | |
Greg | Trying to yank my chain, are you? | |
Me | (acting innocent) There was nothing THERE. | |
Greg | Damnit. I knew it. Those vultures were faster than me - again. | |
Greg | Oh well. Never mind, kiddo. Gotta go. Catch you later. | |
Greg | Let's see. There's an islet in the small lake with the two waterfalls. One of my caches should be there. | |
Greg | There are two more spots where I buried something further up, in the high pastures. | |
Greg | One spot is behind the farm up there, and the other one's next to the entrance to the pass by the waterfalls. | |
Greg | There are stairs leading down from the fields of the farmer up there to those of the landowner. | |
Greg | There's another cache in the hollow where the stairs end. | |
Me | Yes. I dug up a small bag of gold. | |
Greg | (greedily) Give it here. | |
Me | Here you are. | |
Me | There were 25 gold pieces in it. Here, take them. | |
Greg | Great. So they're still there. | |
Greg | You're not all that useless after all. | |
Greg | Okay, listen. I've buried even more. And I want you to get it for me. | |
Greg | I'll wait for you at the crossroads by the landowner's fields. Don't fail me. You'd regret that, buster. | |
Me | I don't have it any more. | |
Greg | Bullshit. Do I have to beat it out of you, then? | |
Me | Where exactly did you bury your stuff again? | |
Me | One more thing ... | |
Greg | First, get me the stuff I buried. Then we can talk. | |
Greg | I'm grateful that you helped me. But that doesn't make us friends, if you get my drift. | |
Greg | We've been gabbing too much already. | |
Greg | Look, if it ain't Mr. Unreliable. | |
Me | How are things? | |
Greg | So-so. Those mercenaries aren't much help, really. | |
Greg | I had expected them to have a little more guts at least. | |
Greg | But they're just a bunch of braggarts and loudmouths, if you ask me. | |
Greg | So what about those things I buried? Have you found them yet? | |
Me | No, not all of them. | |
Greg | Then hurry up, will you? It can't be all that difficult. | |
Me | What was your business with the mercenaries? | |
Greg | I already told you. I'm looking for this fellow in red armor. | |
Greg | But the idiots here have no idea what I'm talking about. | |
Me | I take it you're looking for someone named Dexter. | |
Greg | Damnit. How would I know the fellow's name? | |
Me | It was just a thought. | |
Me | I know where you can find him. | |
Greg | (surprised) Really? TELL ME! | |
Me | Not far from here. | |
Me | He seems to be the leader of an evil gang of bandits. | |
Greg | (sneering) HAH. Yep. That's him. | |
Greg | I knew the old landlubber had holed up here somewhere. | |
Greg | Now all I need to do is scour all the hideouts and ratholes around here. | |
Greg | I'll find that bastard - don't need your help for that. | |
Me | Maybe we should go see him together? | |
Greg | I've still got a bone to pick with him. I can handle that by myself. | |
Greg | (loudly) Where is that swine? | |
Me | Who? The captain? He's right here. | |
Greg | (loudly) Then get out of my way. | |
Greg | (angrily) Now where did he go? | |
Me | He was here. | |
Greg | (commanding) Well, go and find him then! | |
Greg | Ah. Dexter has bought it, right? | |
Me | Looks like he's dead. | |
Greg | None too soon, either. Go check out what he's got on him. | |
Me | Dexter carried nothing but this letter. | |
Greg | Show me that thing. | |
Greg | Aw, damnit. That doesn't help me at all. | |
Greg | We shouldn't have just let him croak like that. | |
Greg | You wouldn't happen to know how to cross those mountains in the north-east of Khorinis? | |
Me | Maybe through an underground tunnel. The Water Mages are currently studying a portal which leads to the mountains in the north-east. | |
Greg | (angrily) What's this nonsense? | |
Greg | (mockingly) Bah. Water Mages. Can't you come up with something better? | |
Me | No. | |
Greg | (with a resigned sigh) So I'm stranded here. | |
Greg | Dexter was my last hope. | |
Me | What did you want from Dexter? | |
Greg | I've come from beyond the mountains in the north-east of this island. And I want to go back. | |
Greg | I had hoped that the bastard would know how to get there without a ship. | |
Me | What is there beyond those mountains? | |
Greg | You had better not try to go there. | |
Greg | Those are rough lands. A wimp like you wouldn't last long. | |
Me | I saw a pirate named Skip near the port. | |
Greg | That moron. I waited there for 3 days. So why's he coming so late? | |
Greg | Once I get my strength back, I'll give him what for. | |
Me | I found your buried things. | |
Greg | Then you should be carrying about 100 gold coins, a golden chalice, a silver dish and an amulet, and they're all mine. Give them here. | |
Me | Here's your stuff. | |
Me | A bag with 100 gold coins. | |
Me | 100 gold coins. | |
Me | A golden chalice. | |
Me | A silver dish. | |
Me | And an amulet. | |
Greg | Very good. You're lucky that you weren't dumb enough to simply take the stuff and run. | |
Greg | Here's your share of the booty. | |
Me | I don't happen to have it on me. | |
Greg | Then get me those things before I get mad. | |