@0    = ~Hmm. I suppose I should take another look at this bark over here... very interesting...~
@1    = ~Ah! Hello. I'm not sure if I know you, do I? No, I think I would remember such eyes. They look as if they’ve seen more than those of other men and women of your age, but excuse my babbling. How can I help you?~
@2    = ~I'm <CHARNAME>. Pleased to meet you.~
@3    = ~I heard you talking about the bark. Is something wrong? Are you some kind of... scientist?~
@4    = ~What's your name, old man? Tell me while I'm still interested at all.~
@5    = ~I'm a mercenary looking for a job and you are...?~
@6    = ~Nevermind. I need to go.~
@7    = ~Ah, it's you again. Excuse me my inattention, but I'm still studying this peculiar thing happening to our Oak.~
@8    = ~I'm <CHARNAME>. Pleased to meet you. I returned because I thought you may need some help.~
@9    = ~I heard you talking about the bark again. Is something wrong? Are you some kind of... scientist?~
@10   = ~My name's Finn Murkseed. I'm an arborist - you can call me a tree-healer. I study them, heal, examine fruits... No wonder this beautiful thing lured me here and made me stay. Just look at it. Isn't it beautiful? I would give up much to protect the Tangled Oak.~
@11   = ~It is the symbol of our little isle. It was named after it. It's what gathers us together and makes us a community. It's our good spirit and our guardian.~
@12   = ~The problem is that some peculiar sickness torments this Oak.~
@13   = ~A sickness? Is that what torments this isle and its majestic tree?~
@14   = ~Sickness?~
@15   = ~Are you sure it's not just some kind of prank? Maybe someone covered the tree with something and you're just panicking?~
@16   = ~Eh, it's really serious. Believe me. Something I have never seen before. As if all the leaves were attacked by a plague that knew exactly how to siphon life from our precious tree. Whenever we try something new to stop it, it seems to... change its nature. This sickness... it's like a vampire. We must do something about it.~
@17   = ~He's right. If what he's saying is true, we should investigate this matter.~
@18   = ~Something is eating the Oak? It's wrong! Minsc and Boo won't let it continue! We must stop this evil thing, <CHARNAME>!~
@19   = ~Your tree is sad? Go and find it some birds or a tree-hugger instead of wasting our time. (Do we really need to deal with such trivial matters?)~
@20   = ~This tree is clearly suffering. Its bark is covered with some... dark slime. Look at it.~
@21   = ~It reminds me of the shadow fiends and Shade Lord's wicked influence.~
@22   = ~It's truly unusual, my friend. In Kozakura, we would ask yuta for help when dealing with such a grim mystery. But... mayhap there is indeed something we can do to help.~
@23   = ~Perhaps it's a curse, my raven? A dose of doom injected into its veins and leaves.~
@24   = ~Is that who we are these days, ventash'ma? Some... gardeners wasting time on saving plants?~
@25   = ~This Oak... it's a symbol of this isle. We can't let it die, <CHARNAME>. Those people need it.~
@26   = ~This tree is a home for many animals. Birds... We must heal it...~
@27   = ~Hmm, I've seen this tree before, <CHARNAME> and... I think they're right! I remember sitting on those roots with Uncle Gerhardt, they were strong, but when I look at them now... well, they surely look somehow... pathetic. Don't take me wrong, I don't want to insult these roots, but they have clearly seen better days!~
@28   = ~Ye know, maybe we should be choppin' it down, eh? Har har har!~
@29   = ~Roots. Leaves. The bark. Yes, the bark suffered the most damage. Just look at that... ooze on the tree stump. This dark ooze is the most recent thing. Leaves and roots are weakened but still green. The tree is still pumping life through its 'veins'. But this... thing. The sickness. If we don't stop it, it will get worse. It's a vile thought.~
@30   = ~Dreaming of a sane and self-conscious plague is something many would call the most horrid of nightmares and that's exactly what we can see here.~
@31   = ~It indeed sounds horrible. Is there anything we can do?~
@32   = ~Well, you may not know it, but I am the Hero of Baldur's Gate. I can help. If you can afford my service, that is.~
@33   = ~Spare me the metaphors. You've got gold? If so, I can help with this weird case.~
@34   = ~Well... we may need all the hands we can get if we want to push that plague back to where it came from. We don't have much, but... I will pay. Somehow.~
@35   = ~I am not afraid of the cost, but the fact of the matter is, we have nothing to go on. No traces. I... I suppose we can take that infected sap to the local druid. She lives in the tower, in the eastern part of the village. Perhaps she'll also provide some insight.~
@36   = ~We'll talk again when we have some more information. Let's hope it's not going to be too long from now.~
@37   = ~I see. Well... good day to you.~
@38   = ~<CHARNAME>! I hope you're coming with some good news.~
@39   = ~Well...~
@40   = ~Yes, if you're happy to know that it's undeath what's eating the Oak.~
@41   = ~I'm afraid I don't have good news.~
@42   = ~Oh my...~
@43   = ~So, Oola asked me to tell you that it's undeath. It's inside the tree's system. You were right calling it vampiric. It's feasting on those parts of the Oak that are vulnerable at the time, making it harder and harder for the tree to defend itself. At least that's how I understood it.~
@44   = ~I'll be quick. It's undeath. It's really bad for the tree. We have little time.~
@45   = ~It's worse than I thought. Anything else? Any good news?~
@46   = ~Well, I have a lead. Both Oola and I believe that what's happening with Jaalv - I suppose you heard about him by now - may be related to the problem with the tree. That is why we must find him. His tracks led us to the cave north-west from here, but it was empty. Just some boulders and not a single sign of Jaalv.~
@47   = ~I don't want to get into details, but there is a reason why I think it has something to do with Jaalv. I was to find him in that cave, but all I found was a dead end with some boulders. Nothing else.~
@48   = ~I...~
@49   = ~-- wait... boulder? There was a passage there once. I just read about it in some old chronicles of the village. It was dated from before Tangled Oak Isle became a part of Athkatla. There was supposed to be some... place of power. I thought it was the cave itself, its crystals, but maybe...~
@50   = ~Maybe Jaalv found the passage. He knows how to use magic, he's not a miner, so perhaps the tunnel was hidden by magical powers.~
@51   = ~Perhaps you or one of your friends knows a way to see through the magic and reveal what's hidden? A spell to see the truth taken away from those that search it?~
@52   = ~And if that doesn't help... perhaps old-fashion fireball? I would normally advise you to be careful, but... I'm not sure if we're in the position to worry about it now. It's a fine cave. I don't think it's going to collapse.~
@53   = ~It clearly isn't something beyond me and my powers. (The question is: what will I receive in exchange for my time and effort.)~
@54   = ~Maybe... maybe I'll be able to help?~
@55   = ~I... I'll do whatever I can. Perhaps it will be enough...~
@56   = ~I can give it a try, <CHARNAME>.~
@57   = ~If I were to guess where the passage may be, I would say it would be deeper in the cave, not near the crystals, but at the end of the smaller natural chamber. Try casing one of the spells out there.~
@58   = ~Please, hurry. We must find Jaalv. He may be the key...~
@59   = ~Our savior is back! I don't know what you did, but the Tangled Oak started to regenerate! The sickness is being healed while we're talking.~
@60   = ~Tell me, how did you do it?~
@61   = ~I had to kill the creature that entered Jaalv's body. The undeath burst that happened during the entity's appearance linked it to the tree. Destroying the creature was the key to the healing of your precious symbol.~
@62   = ~I helped the creature that was forced to possess Jaalv's body. It was brought back by an accident, but it didn't want to stay. Once the entity returned to its eternal rest, the undeath inside the tree was weakened and now will probably diffuse.~
@63   = ~You don't need to know the details. Just enjoy the fact it's all solved.~
@64   = ~I see... it sounds... rough. And I presume Jaalv is also in the embrace of death. Such a pity...~
@65   = ~You managed to end it peacefully? You are a true hero! Thank you! A pity Jaalv... is gone, too... He was a fine boy...~
@66   = ~Maybe... maybe you're right. And since you came back without Jaalv, I presume he's also gone. Such a pity...~
@67   = ~Do you know what happened in the cave when he first entered it?~
@68   = ~One of the villagers saw him casting a spell and panicked. Some... woman. I don't know who exactly did it, though. That death caused the surge of undeath.~
@69   = ~Hah, actually, that was all an accident. One of your villagers wanted to play a hero, killed Jaalv and triggered all of those happenings.~
@70   = ~This is all so... wrong. Eh, there are so many hot-tempered people that could have done it... So many people are afraid of things they do not understand. It's no different here and in the rest of Athkatla, that I must admit.~
@71   = ~If you find out who did it, please tell me, but there's no rush. We can't change anything about what has already happened.~
@72   = ~Thank you for saving the Oak. Here, I gathered some gold for you. I wish I could give you even more, but that's all I managed to gather.~
@73   = ~Ah, and know you will be always welcome here!~
@74   = ~Hello, the savior of the Oak! How can I help you today?~
@75   = ~I found out who killed Jaalv. It was Dicca. She told me herself.~
@76   = ~I found out who killed Jaalv. It was Dicca. She told me herself. But don't worry. She won't trouble you anymore. She left the isle. She couldn't look you in the eyes.~
@77   = ~I was just wondering if everything's fine?~
@78   = ~I never got to learn more about you. Are you alone?~
@79   = ~Is the tree fine? Is the sickness gone for good?~
@80   = ~Do you consider yourself a citizen of Athkatla or Tangled Oak islander?~
@81   = ~I was just passing by. Goodbye!~
@82   = ~Yes! Thanks to you, that is.~
@83   = ~(Blushes) Uhm... well. Yes... I suppose I've been always busy with all that work and... I've never met someone who... you know. Heh. I suppose that the tree is all I have. And the village of course.~
@84   = ~I bet you'll find someone.~
@85   = ~Well, you should have been more aware of the people around you perhaps?~
@86   = ~Well, you look quite handsome. A nice beard. The ringlet of hair coming from beneath your shirt. You're manly. You'll find a suitable someone. Just... let it happen.~
@87   = ~I'm not sure why I asked. That's your private thing.~
@88   = ~Yes. I think it's all good now.~
@89   = ~I found out who killed Jaalv. It was Dicca. She told me herself, but don't worry, she won't trouble you anymore. She left the isle. She couldn't look you in the eyes.~
@90   = ~Maybe. Time will show, I guess...~
@91   = ~I was just wondering if everything's fine.~
@92   = ~I... I suppose you're right. Maybe with the Oak being healed, I will finally have a break and... go to the tavern, perhaps.~
@93   = ~Uhm... I... you look good, too. I'm... not sure what to tell. Thank you for... trying to cheer me up? I think...~
@94   = ~Maybe a bit. But... it's fine. I suppose you're just the kind of person who... likes to talk about... such things. Anyway, something else I can help you with?~
@95   = ~Give me a moment. I need to talk to her myself.~
@96   = ~I... I can't believe it. She should have stayed.~
@97   = ~I'm not sure she'll ever outrun her fear we would never understand... I'm afraid that's what she thought. That we would see her as a killer.~
@98   = ~Thank you, though. You helped us again! Now we can put all of that behind us.~
@99   = ~You were right. She told me everything...~
@100  = ~We'll need to learn how to live with that, I suppose. She gave me this unusual fruit. Here. You should have it. It was you who helped us.~
@101  = ~Thank you. I really do. At least we know the whole story now. Perhaps we'll find a way to get our long-deserved peace now.~
@102  = ~As I said, you'll always be welcome here.~
@103  = ~Well, I can imagine myself as an Athkatlan man. I just hope our precious tree won't become a too famous landmark... The bizarre tree in the City of Coin, or something. I don't want people thinking they can take a part of its root or bark or anything.~
@104  = ~...people do those kinds of things. I find it hard to understand it, though.~
@105  = ~I found out who killed Jaalv. It was Dicca. She told me herself, but don't worry, she won't trouble you anymore. She left the isle. She couldn't look you in the eyes.~
@106  = ~Hmm... was that root always like that...? Quite unusual...~
