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Troms Mage appears to be a young woman (judging by the skin but if you want to open the application to everyone it's fine I guess)
Slykaar is a male shaman from Troms who discovered a dark power (possibly Dern related considering that his magic his magic is based on slimes) they are a few centuries old but they can sound young or old.

[1/1] Troms Mage: Stay back! I'm casting a fireball at this barrier! {Focusing/Disturbed/Warning}
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[1/8] Troms Mage: Gah, no use. Again. {Annoyed/Deceived}
[2/8] Troms Mage: Ah, I didn't expect to see a Ragni soldier out here. Perhaps you can assist me? {Surprised/Thinking}
[3/8] Troms Mage: This is the second cave in the jungle to start spewing out aggressive slimes. {Explaining}
[4/8] Troms Mage: Being so close to Troms, it's become a major problem. {Explaining/Worried}
[5/8] Troms Mage: We tried to attack it, but this barrier is shaman magic, horrendously powerful too. The only way it could be this strong is if many lives were taken to make it... {Explaining/Worried/Disturbed}
[6/8] Troms Mage: So, we're stuck. The only clue we found is this riddle... {Explaining/Worried}
[7/8] Troms Mage: Near a corrupted bridge, a ruin past its prime...lives a cursed sheep, with the color of lime...lead it down the trail, heading to the slime...sacrifice its soul, in the blood and grime. {Explaining/Taking a narrative tone}
[8/8] Troms Mage: We haven't been able to work it out. Head out to the Great Bridge entrance and see if you can find anything. {Explaining/Instructing}
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[1/3] Troms Guard: By order of the city of Troms, I am here to keep other citizens from entering this house. {Informing/Strict}
[2/3] Troms Guard: From past experiences, everyone who has entered this house has vanished from existence... {Informing/Strict/Worried/Disturbed}
[3/3] Troms Guard: I would advise not going inside unless you know what you are doing. {Warning/Worried/Disturbed}
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[1/4] ???: Well, I guess you must know who I am. {Wicked/Satisfied} // [Slykaar]
[2/4] ???: Welcome to my domain. I am the hero of Troms, Slykaar. {Wicked/Satisfied} // [Slykaar]
[3/4] Slykaar: Well, I used to be. Banished by the very people who asked for my help. Pathetic. {Wicked/Angry/Hateful}
[4/4] Slykaar: They couldn't give me a few peasants for their safety? Weak. {Wicked/Angry/Hateful}
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[1/5] Slykaar: I experimented my shamanism for many years underground to create the perfect mix of monster. {Informing/Explaining}
[2/5] Slykaar: Most ended in horrific slimes. Aggressive and powerful, but alas, just slimes. {Informing/Explaining/Deceived(?)/Satisfied(?)}
[3/5] Slykaar: Then I found this place. A dark land. A dark god. A source of power. {Informing/Explaining/Amazed/Disturbing tone/Wicked}
[4/5] Slykaar: You mediocre wielders of magic have no idea what this world holds. {Informing/Explaining/Hateful/Wicked}
[5/5] Slykaar: You all strive to be that hero of heroes, 'Bob', but here's the truth. He's lost. You're lost. {Informing/Explaining/Hateful/Wicked/Satisfied}
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[1/2] Slykaar: No one in the Wynn province is willing to make the sacrifices I am to gain power. {Informing/Hateful/Wicked}
[2/2] Slykaar: If you want power, you have to give some. Sacrifice a few to save many. {Informing/Hateful/Serious/Angry}
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[1/3] Slykaar: They were willing to give me a few peasants in 831, when the hordes crossed the bridge. {Informing/Explaining/Hateful/Wicked}
[2/3] Slykaar: The king was happy to throw away lives to save his. But then the hero of Wynn waltzed in a few years later. {Informing/Explaining/Hateful/Angry}
[3/3] Slykaar: They banished me like a rotten fruit. Their hero, their protector. So what if a few hundred nobodies died for it. {Informing/Explaining/Hateful/Angry}
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[1/4] Slykaar: Looks like we have a Bob aspirer. Pale imitation. {Informing/Explaining/Hateful/Wicked}
[2/4] Slykaar: Take the scroll. Break the barrier and let your little army men walk into my lair. {Informing/Explaining/Hateful/Wicked}
[3/4] Slykaar: I am ready; it makes little difference. Soon, Troms will be in ruins. And I shall have my revenge. {Informing/Explaining/Hateful/Wicked}
[4/4] Slykaar: So, go have fun in Troms while you can. It's not like you have much of a life to live, anyways. {Hateful/Wicked}
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[1/9] Troms Mage: Any luck with the riddle? {Thnking/Working}
[2/9] Troms Mage: You found something? {Attentive/Surprised}
[3/9] Troms Mage: Hmm...oh my. This is dark stuff. Very dark. {Disturbed/Impressed(?)}
[4/9] Troms Mage: It doesn't give me pleasure to use this...but it will break the barrier. {Disturbed}
[5/9] Troms Mage: Stand back, I'm not exactly sure what this does. {Warning/Disturbed/Afraid}
[6/9] Troms Mage: The spell...it destroyed the barrier almost instantly... {Amazed/Disturbed/Surprised}
[7/9] Troms Mage: Okay men! The barrier is down, so charge against Slykaar before he marches against Troms! {Urgent/Ordering}
[8/9] Troms Mage: I don't have much to repay you, but it's at least useful for a soldier like you. {Thankful/Satisfied}
[9/9] Troms Mage: If you have nothing else to do, you should get yourself prepared and aid the army against Slykaar. {Determined/Instructing}