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Finkregh (Dialog)

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Finkregh

The ice dragon.

Beginning of the dialog

Finkregh: Why do you disturb my rest? Must I burry myself still farther, just so that you annoying little mites will finally leave me alone? You humans are curious creatures. Swept away by the icy winds of death, there will always be at least one who rises from the ashes, thinking he is destined to be a hero. But that will soon be over. I shall personally see to it that none of you will rise again any time soon.

Hero: Silence. With the power of the sacred Eye of Innos which has been bestowed apon me, I order you to answer my questions.

Finkregh: Ha ha ha. Ask away then. Your knowledge will not help you.


About Finkregh

Hero: Who are you?

Finkregh: I am Finkregh. Lord of ice and snow, Guardian of the Congress and, ultimately, your death.


About the dragons' god

Hero: Which god do you serve? What accursed god could ever allow such despicable creatures such as you to walk this earth?

Finkregh: Do not trouble yourself trying to understand the meaning of our gathering, little hero. Beliar has not only permitted us to be here - he has even commanded it. Inspired by his holy words, we shall not rest until his will is made deed.


About the dragons' master

Hero: How can I find your Master?

Finkregh: He has established his hoard in the solid rock of the Halls of Irdorath and waits there for his destiny. Until he can restore this world to the order which it has deserved, he waits there in deep meditation and...

Hero: Spare me the details. Just tell me where I can find these sacred halls of Irdorath.

Finkregh: Ha ha ha. You disappoint me, little man. So you have withstand all the dangers and overcome almost all of us, and now you fall in your inability to use higher knowledge. If Irdorath means nothing to you, then you had better go to your magicians and ask them to be allowed to take care of their worldly needs. For quite obviously you are not yet ready for the heavy burden of their higher knowledge.


The end of the dialog

Finkregh: The power of the Eye has extinguished, and your time has run out.


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