@0    = ~...~
@1    = ~You must be Jaalv. I heard that you... came back to life. On your own. Is that correct?~
@2    = ~So, can you hear me? You strike me as someone who has a problem with talking. Is that true? You got drunk and cut out your tongue?~
@3    = ~Hmm... let me see. Can you hear me mister?~
@4    = ~If you thought I haven't tried talking to him...~
@5    = ~There must be some way to make him talk.~
@6    = ~Maybe slapping him in the face will do the trick, eh?~
@7    = ~Mister, I am quite worried about you.~
@8    = ~Hello? Anybody there?~
@9    = ~That's really weird.~
@10   = ~HEY! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!~
@11   = ~(Pretend you want to punch him in the face)~
@12   = ~...?~
@13   = ~Wait, I think he--~
@14   = ~*So... you have found me. Perhaps that's good. Perhaps that's how it should be.*~
@15   = ~Jaalv?~
@16   = ~And suddenly you can speak just fine...~
@17   = ~*I wish it wasn't me to tell you this, but Jaalv isn't here, with us. He's gone... and he left his work unfinished.*~
@18   = ~*I am Tyalavah, but they should call me The Long Gone, as my time has passed a long time ago. This isn't my world anymore... and I can see this place isn't as desolate as it used to be. There is a whole city that has now reached the isle.*~
@19   = ~Yes, that's Athkatla. I suppose we can say it grew big enough to have swallowed the Tangled Oak Isle. A pity, as I'm afraid this place may lose its identity soon. Unless they have something to identify with. Like the tree you are now killing.~
@20   = ~This is what many people would call progress. Perhaps more people will come to this place and while it won't be as peaceful, islanders may still benefit from it. Athkatla may bring some new life to it and if something happens they won't be alone. People like I will come and help them with matters they can't solve on their own.~
@21   = ~To the point, thing. Who or what are you? We already established that you're not Jaalv.~
@22   = ~*The tree... is dying. Yes, I suppose it does... That is why we should do something about it.*~
@23   = ~*You help them... that is good. You must be speaking of the tree. I can sense it... feel its struggle.*~
@24   = ~*It looks like you can't wait to find out... That's rational, considering the circumstances.*~
@25   = ~*As I said, I am Tyalavah and...*~
@26   = ~*...I welcome you to my tomb. My final resting place.*~
@27   = ~Are you trying to say that's you're... this. This... dragon?~
@28   = ~Wait... what? How...? Is this some kind of trick...?~
@29   = ~Well, that was unexpected.~
@30   = ~*It's morbid to be able to look in your own skull. Eaten by time. Hidden from the cycle of days and nights. I suppose you need more details, though.*~
@31   = ~*Jaalv, the man that came here. He found out about this place in one of the old tomes. Imagine how surprised he was to find out that a place like this was just under his home all the time. That is why he returned to the Tangled Oak Isle. He wanted to study this place... he wanted to study... me.*~
@32   = ~*And that's what he did. To find more answers he decided to take some risk and breath undeath into the skull... hoping to wake me up. That's how he wanted to learn more about me and my tomb. But then something happened.*~
@33   = ~You killed him? That's what happened?~
@34   = ~Something went wrong?~
@35   = ~*No.*~
@36   = ~*Someone followed him here. A woman. She thought that Jaalv is doing something... dark. I saw that in her eyes. She attacked him. She was afraid, she panicked. She strangled Jaalv. She didn't want anything bad to happen to her or this village.*~
@37   = ~*She misunderstood the situation. Poor thing. Jaalv was in the middle of breathing undeath that moment. That crucial moment is what led us to all those problems. Undeath diffused, but it wasn't gone. It entered my skull. And it entered the tree. Bound us together.*~
@38   = ~*In the act of the accident I was then bound with something else. With Jaalv's body. As warmth left his veins, I was forced into this tiny corpse. So if you thought that I am the source of the problem, then you are true. As long as I'm here, the undeath will consume the tree. Destroy the anchor, and it will be gone.*~
@39   = ~So it's all true. You are the monster behind all of this!~
@40   = ~Why are you telling me all of this? Aren't you afraid that I'll just kill you where you stand?~
@41   = ~*...believe me, <PRO_MALEFEMALE> - I wish I could just leave. I am tired. I want to return to my sleep. I want to remain at rest. My sweet quiet rest. But no matter what I do, I can't find my way back to sleep. I even found a way to place I could become one with silence, but... the dream won't come.*~
@42   = ~*Help me. This place has seen enough fear. Let me rest and let me take undeath with me.*~
@43   = ~How? How can I help you?~
@44   = ~I want to help you. You really seem tired. Just tell me what to do.~
@45   = ~Blah blah blah. I will just kill you, it should do the trick. Time for some fun!~
@46   = ~*That we should ask someone else...*~
@47   = ~*You want the easy way... I want to rest, not to suffer. I won't let you torment me even more.*~
@48   = ~*Welcome back, Jaalv.*~
@49   = ~What's... what's going on?~
@50   = ~*I am sorry we had to end your sleep as well, but we need your help.*~
@51   = ~That's you... You're the one I wanted to study. I... I am sorry it all ended like this. It all went so... wrong.~
@52   = ~*We are trying to fix this. There is no hope for me and you, but we may be given the final rest. We can find peace. For some reason, I may not fall asleep.*~
@53   = ~I see... That must be the undeath and the fact that I was so suddenly stopped. You must find a different way of making you fall asleep. Natural sleep won't reach you, I'm afraid, but if the item is strong enough... It may help.~
@54   = ~Perhaps I know where you may find such an item.~
@55   = ~Tell us, then.~
@56   = ~That's great! Please, we're all ears!~
@57   = ~When I was at the Promenade, on my way here, I saw a small music box in possession of one of the merchants. We talked, and I sense he wasn't even aware of what he has. He loved surrounding himself with art, but he isn't an expert of magic.~
@58   = ~If I were to return to him, buy the item, but... it won't happen now. You may go there, though. Buy it from him. The magic that's engraved in the melody may be able to solve your problem...~
@59   = ~*Thank you... we never had a chance to speak, but it looks like you're a fine man. You helped us.*~
@60   = ~I wish I could do more.~
@61   = ~I accepted death. And the silence. Please, return me to it.~
@62   = ~*Of course. Thank you again, Jaalv.*~
@63   = ~*Now, will you help? Can you bring the music box here?*~
@64   = ~I'll do it.~
@65   = ~No. I'm done with this idiocy. I will just kill you, it should do the trick. Time for some fun!~
@66   = ~*Thank you. Find it and let's end this once and for all...*~
@67   = ~*You returned. Do you have the music box?*~
@68   = ~Yes. It's right here.~
@69   = ~Not yet.~
@70   = ~*Please, find it. We can't waste any more time.*~
@71   = ~*Yes! Now, follow me. You will have the privilege of seeing the place I will enter my eternal slumber.*~
