I’ve got my eye on you Stranded. You can buy from my stock, but I’m telling you now, I’m not selling you anything good.

Why the limited stock?
I’m a blacksmith. It’s my job to be suspicious of newcomers.
I’m not stupid enough to hand out my best weapons to random strangers.
Sounds like a good way to get us all killed.

Fair enough.

It’s all right. I can kill you without your poorly made weapons.
Maybe. But then you’ll have to answer to Inska.
And it doesn’t matter how many times you beat her down. She just keeps getting back up.

Smart. You shouldn’t sell weapons to just anyone.
Thanks. Not everyone’s so understanding. But these aren’t toys I sell.

I’m no criminal. You have nothing to worry about.
That’s exactly what a criminal would say. Only your actions will tell the truth of it.

What can you tell me about this sword?
It’s old, but well made. Looks a lot like the sword Inska has. You might want to ask her.

Is there a way I can earn your trust?
Maybe. But first you need to talk to the Elder. Can’t be cutting in line.

Maybe. Shurzub, the innkeep, claims she can bend steel better than I can.
Says she should be the smith, and I should push drinks.
I say that’s a bet.

What would you have me do?
Tell her I want a duel. Her best blade versus mine. Winner keeps the forge.
You set that up for me, and I’ll sell you my full stock.

That’s none of my business.
Yeah, maybe not.

Shurzub says the challenge is on.
So the Orc is ready to put her money where her mouth is. Here I thought it’d just be a foot.
Well, I better start forging. I’d shame my ancestors if I lost to an Orc.
And, as agreed, I’ll sell you my full set of wares. You’ve earned my trust.

Scene

I’ve been waiting for this Orc. Time to put up or shut up.

Well, I hope you’ve enjoyed your time here. Because I’ve seen your metal. And this blade is superior in every way.

Big talk from a glorified bed hand. Let’s see it.

Hm, it has good weight, good balance, and the edge is flawless. Sharp, but not brittle.
By the gods, this thing isn’t just a weapon. It’s a work of art.

Stop with the sarcasm and judge it fairly.

I’m not being sarcastic, Orc. Did you really make this?

I did.

Well then, I can admit when I’m beat. The forge is yours. From now on, I’ll tend the inn.

I didn’t expect the Nord to actually admit he was beat. I misjudged him.

 

(alt)

It’s your lucky day Nord. I came here to concede. It seems like my time on the sea has dulled my smithing skills. This is the best I could do.

Ha, is this what passes for a weapon in the Strongholds? I wouldn’t use this blade to carve a roast.

Yeah, yeah. No need to rub it in. I guess I’ll go back to tending the inn.

Scene 1 with sister

I was thinking you should let me help out with the smithing now and then. You shouldn’t overexert yourself.

I’m fine. You stay clear of the forge. It’s dangerous.

 

Scene 2 with sister

I was reading this book the other day on Saint Ylldra.
She really lived a fascinating life. It’s a shame more people don’t know about her.

Personally, I’d rather they not know this island even exists.

True, there’s only so much housing.

And only so much food.

Scene 3 

Do you think in another life, you could’ve been an alchemist, and me a blacksmith?

We are what we are. This is my place, the store is yours.

Scene 4
That “pet” of yours did its business on my bed the other day.

Oh, I’m sorry! Skratches is usually so well behaved. Are you sure you didn’t have a nightmare?

What are you saying?

Oh, nothing. Just thought it was strange.

Scene with Ylldi

Whatever you two are up to, leave my sister out of it.

Don’t worry Olfar, we just asked her about a little town history. She’s the expert on it, you know that.

Sure, that’s how you work. You start with a nibble, and then you ask for a bite.

But I do ask. Not my fault people say yes.

Well, either way, I hope you find your way off this island. If for no other reason than to leave the rest of us alone.

Scene with Lycan

You two shouldn’t hang out with Ylldi. She’s up to no good.

I’m aware of that.

Then why are you helping her?

I wish I knew.

Well, don’t get my sister involved in your nonsense. Just get off the island and leave the rest of us be.

 

Hellos

I guess I’m the innkeeper now.

It’s not so bad, being in charge of the inn. Days are slow, and you get all the ale you can drink.

My ancestors are fuming right now, but I lost that duel fair and square.

(if won)

The Orc should’ve known better than to challenge me.

My ancestors are smiling down on me for winning that duel.

There’s a small cave west of the Elder’s cottage. He says it can tell the future. Looks like plain old water to me.

Tell me about yourself. 
I run the forge. My sister runs the potion shop. She’s got brains, I got brawn.
It works out.

You could be an alchemist too if you applied yourself.
I don’t know what that means. Apply to what? You hiring?

It’s good to know your strengths and weaknesses.
Yeah. Although I still don’t get why mixing potions is so hard.
Figure you just add a little from column A and a little from column B.
But supposedly it’s way harder than that. I guess that’s why I’m a smith.

Judging by your size, you’ve been working out a lot.
Comes with the job. You swing a hammer all day, your shoulders get broad.
You show me a skinny blacksmith, and I’ll show you a lazy one.

So what you’re saying is, you’re an idiot.
I said no such thing. Forging a blade ain’t like picking berries.
But compared to my sister, yeah. I got no problem being the stupid one.

I’m looking for a man named Nifram.
Don’t know anyone by that name. Sounds familiar though. Ask my sister, she never forgets a name, or a face.

About the shrine
They say this land used to be untamed, full of wild beasts and foul spirits. Ylldra made it livable. Gave her life to do it.
And after all these years, the island’s still calm.
So even in death, Ylldra watches over the entire village. Other than my sister, she’s the only one I really trust.

(if Olfar is innkeep after losing bet)

Has Ylldi come through here?
Yeah. Check the cellar. And tell my sister I want to know everything that’s being said down there.

What have you got for sale?
Everything you see here.

What you see is what I got.

Take a look.

(if he becomes innkeep) I’d like to rent a room.
All right. It’s yours for a day.

You already rented a room. Can’t pay for what you already got.

Sorry. No gold, no bed.

I’ll show you to your room. Right this way.
Let me know if there’s anything else you need.

Here’s the menu.

We got food and drink.

We got swords and…wait no…food and drink is what we got.

Hellos
Criminals aren’t welcome here. If you mess up, you pay the fine or pay the price.

Heard you’re good in a fight. But that just makes you more dangerous.

I’ve gotta say, I don’t like you and Ylldi involving my sister in your plans.

I’m color blind. Doesn’t really matter for what I do, but I can’t tend my sister’s shop. The potions all look the same.

There’s been a lot of noise circling around ever since you got here. I don’t like it.

This village used to be a lot more quiet. I wish it stayed that way.

Main Quest 3 scene

(angry mob gathers outside Elder’s house)

This is an outrage! I demand to know what’s happened to my sister!

And poor Dastri…she’s just a child for Ylldra’s sake!

Everyone calm down. I have diagnosed the problem and I am working on a solution as we speak.

Diagnosed the problem? My husband is a ghost you fool!

Yes, he has a clear case of uh…ghostus maledictus, which is magical term and obviously not something I made up.
Now run along, little villagers. This will all be taken care of in a day or two, you have my word.

Ghost commentary
Shop’s closed. Half the town’s turned into ghosts and I’m not lifting a finger until my sister’s back to normal.

Inn’s closed.

 

If sister saved

Well, everything’s back to normal. I know better than to ask why.

Word is you might be leaving. Well, given this ghost business didn’t start until you showed up, I can’t say I’m against it.

if sister dies

I remember how my sister died. There was an accident at the forge.
She told me to get her the healing potion from her shelf. I grabbed the wrong one.
By the time I figured it out, it was too late.