Burtur is a male villager who appears to be a leader of the Gelibord guard. He should sound commanding with a country-esque accent. The Gelibord guard is a male soldier who is under the command of Burtur. Lord Plaatic the Kind is a snobbish, condescending, and rude male spirit. Poclo Wabblebuff of Gelibord is a caring female spirit who loves cats. She should sound a bit high-pitched and excitable. Uggword Pollywaggon the Murderous is an angry male spirit. He should sound growly and near-inhuman. Sir Pigglesworth the Thirty-Fifth is a male spirit. He should sound confident and calm. [1/6] Burtur: Ah, one of you adventurin' types, huh? We see a lot of you around here... Going in and out as you please. Must be a nice life. (regretfully) [2/6] Burtur: Though, if you could spare some time, the town could use you- (questioning) [3/6] Burtur: Wait, already?! It's only been a day since last! How insatiable are they...? (suprised) [4/6] Gelibord Guard: THE UNDEAD HAVE OVERWHELMED THE GOLEMS! EVERY CITIZEN FOR THEMSELVES!! (panicked) [5/6] Burtur: This is what I was talking about! We need your help with this! You Wynn folk are good at killing zombies, right?! (angry, frustrated) [6/6] Burtur: We need help with this! Defend the town with us! (commanding) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/1] Gelibord Guard: The horde's retreating, but we have one citizen dead! Regroup at the square and prepare the pyres! (sadly, then ordering) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/1] Burtur: Hey! Over here, you alright? (curiously) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/10] Burtur: Phew. That was a smaller horde, thankfully... Still, good thing you were there. That could have been worse. (thankfully) [2/10] Burtur: Still, c'mon now... We have to burn the bodies. Can't leave the job half-done. (resignedly) [3/10] Burtur: It's a bit sacrilegious, but necessary to do right now- otherwise they just keep coming back, like they do across the ridge in Kander. (explaining) [4/10] Burtur: The ones around here all come up from the river, though, and since it runs right through town, well... You can see the problem. (explaining) [5/10] Burtur: Since we don't live in a reeking, pockmarked plain, we have to burn the bodies so any dead don't turn right around against us. (explaining) [6/10] Gelibord Guard: Say your goodbyes, all. Irahe will be missed. Step away from the pyre! (sadly) [7/10] Burtur: Some conspiracy theorists think that the Lazarus Pit is the issue. It's an urban legend, a well of water that can revive the dead. (explaining) [8/10] Burtur: Supposing that it's real, it would make some sense, at least- If it started feeding into the river or water tables, then we'd get the current goings-on. (skeptically) [9/10] Burtur: Of course, no one knows where it is, since it's just rumors, but there's supposedly an ""Order"" of pit-keepers. Conveniently long dead, and buried in that small graveyard just north of here. (skeptically) [10/10] Burtur: It's...probably just Referick having made the rounds to any drunk who would listen a while back, but it's also our only shot. If you could give it a search, and a yay or nay? (curiously) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/2] Burtur: Oh, you found something? Well, color me shocked that there was any stock to Referick's ranting... (suprisedly) [2/2] Burtur: 'Chapel of an ancient order'? There's a chapel just northwest of here. I'd say investigate that! I have to stick around here in case of another attack, but... (curiously) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/3] Lord Plaatic the Kind: Ugh. And who put YOU in charge of waking me up? Where's Gwendolyn, my maid? Incompetents- she was supposed to be buried with me too! (angry) [2/3] Lord Plaatic the Kind: What, you want to enter the crypt? Well, prove you're better than the funeral directors and do something right! The Ghastly Ghouls around here won't stop SCREAMING! (annoyedly) [3/3] Lord Plaatic the Kind: I want them gone! Get rid of, say, 10 Ghastly Ghouls. Then perhaps I'll give you the time of day, you strange, small-nosed lookyloo! (frustratedly and angry) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/2] Lord Plaatic the Kind: Ah, my favorite little weird-small-nosed-person! The graveyard is so lovely when it's quiet- you really did do a good job! (happily, gratefully) [2/2] Lord Plaatic the Kind: As important as I am, you must still check with the other graves, though you certainly have my blessing to enter. (normally) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/3] Poclo Wabblebuff of Gelibord: Greetings! Thank goodness, that dreary old tomb was simply awful. No furniture, no natural light, not even a lick of paint! So drab, the whole thing. (explaining, pompously) [2/3] Poclo Wabblebuff of Gelibord: What's that? You want to get into the crypt? Well, of course I can help, if you just do one teensy little thing for me? (innocently) [3/3] Poclo Wabblebuff of Gelibord: Could you feed my cat for me? I know Mrs. Fluffles must be so lonely after all these years. My old house is just south of here, over at [-1105, 42, -5381], just pop some food down for her? Thank you! (explaining) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/3] Poclo Wabblebuff of Gelibord: So, is Mrs. Fluffles doing alright without me? Oh, I bet she was so affectionate, always such a softie! (happily) *The following dialogue happens if you tell Poclo the truth* [2/3] Poclo Wabblebuff of Gelibord: W-wait, Mrs. Fluffles... She was...d-dead? No... It can't be! I left her a lifetime supply of food! (shocked, confused) [3/3] Poclo Wabblebuff of Gelibord: You! You killed Mrs. Fluffles, it's the only explanation!! HOW COULD YOU DO SUCH A THING?! (angry) *The following dialogue happens if you lie to Poclo* [2/3] Poclo Wabblebuff of Gelibord: Oh, thank you so much! I was so worried that after my death she wouldn't be okay... What a relief! (gratefully) [3/3] Poclo Wabblebuff of Gelibord: You have my blessing to enter the crypt! Make sure to check with the other graves as well though. (happily) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/1] Uggword Pollywaggon the Murderous: I oughta deck you for waking me up!! Don't you realize it's RUDE to re-animate the long-dead corpse of a murderer when he's trying to get his beauty death?! (angrily) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/4] Sir Pigglesworth the Thirty-Fifth: My goodness! Ah, it feels good to stretch these old bones. It's not easy being cooped up in a coffin, you know. (normally) [2/4] Sir Pigglesworth the Thirty-Fifth: You want to get into the crypt? I suppose I could give you a hand... figuratively, I mean. Still, need to see if you can be trusted and all... (normally) [3/4] Sir Pigglesworth the Thirty-Fifth: Oh, right! My dear husband gave me the most beautiful wedding band, but it became lost when I carked it. Some rude shadowy thing- See if anyone ever marries THEM! (explaining) [4/4] Sir Pigglesworth the Thirty-Fifth: Bring it back, could you? I died around that old lich's tower to the east. Do that, and I'll be happy to give you my blessing! (explaining) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/2] Sir Pigglesworth the Thirty-Fifth: Oh, you found it! Wonderful! Just pop it on that fingerbone right there... Ah, it fits even better on the other hand! (gratefully, happily) [2/2] Sir Pigglesworth the Thirty-Fifth: The crypt, you say? I can offer my blessing to enter, but you'll need to check with the other tombs around as well. Farewell! (pleasedly) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [1/3] Burtur: Ah, you're back! We were getting a tad worried about you. Were you able to figure anything out in the chapel there? (suprisedly) [2/3] Burtur: Wait, you found the Lazarus Pit? AND blocked the flow into the river? Grook feathers you humans work quick! It's only been a few hours! (shocked) [3/3] Burtur: Heck, I gotta pitch in and compensate you for that hard work! I know we're not the richest, but I hope you'll accept this...other way of paying, too! (gratefully, regretfully)