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Pottur (and the other mages) are doing their duty. They're a part of Ragni army, just like the player. He is a bit worried that they can't report any progress to the player, but is prepared to face it. Once he gets to know the player a little better, he becomes more friendly and informal towrds him.
Viraex is a villager who is just happy that he can talk to somebody new and share whatever he knows with him. He isn't obtrusive though.
Adventuring mage is somebody similar to the player. He works on his own and is slightly annoyed by careless people who keep wandering into danger and disturb him. Once he finds out that the player is similar to him, he stops being hostile towards him, but he also keeps his main focus on his own goals.
Garoth was a scientist who was very passionate about his job. His notes should be read just as he was feeling like when he wrote them. Don't worry about making him sound like "book", this will be handeled by adding certain effects to the recordings.

	[1/6] Pottur: Stop, Stop, Stop! {desperate, loud and perhaps a little upset}
	This isn't working. Great, now a Ragni soldier is here for a progress report. {disappointed and desparate, "great" sarcastically}
	Soldier, we haven't made any progress getting to Garoth. {clearly}
	Truth is, we simply don't know enough about him to know how to deal with this. {clearly}
	Maybe if you could help us find out more we could figure this out. {suggestive}
	Garoth, many years ago lived and studied in Elkurn. It might be a good place to start. {normal, with a pensive subtone}
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	[1/6] Viraex: Garoth? Sorry that name doesn't ring a bell. He could have lived here, but... {normal, pensive}
	The buildings here have been destroyed and rebuilt so many times. {explainful}
	If you say he lived here many years ago, the oldest building is the church. {explainful, suffestive}
	Now that you mention it, there were odd stories about the basement of the church. {like he just remembered something}
	My grandfather told me about it. I still have a key to the place, you are welcome to check it out for yourself. {good-hearted but a little worried}
	I heard they found some weird rooms down there so they just left the place alone. Wise move, if you ask me. {quieter, worried, a little careless at the end}
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	{There must still be clues as to what Garoth used to do around here, or elsewhere...}
	
	[1/10] Garoth's Journal: Day 4: The year is 623 AP. My base of operations has been completed, along with a safety bunker. {normal, a little excited}
	Garoth's Journal: Day 18: It's become extremely dangerous to continue my studies. With the Twains gone, the corrupt run wild. {normal}
	Garoth's Journal: Day 53: My studies have yielded poor results. I know only what we already knew. {disappointed or a little angry}
	Garoth's Journal: That simple creatures become enraged and corrupt, the fallen both old and new will rise near corruption. {normal}
	Garoth's Journal: Day 91: My studies have hit a wall. I know from my extended stay that humans will not corrupt through proximity or touch. {normal, firm}
	Garoth's Journal: The corruption seems to affect everything differently. Land, animal, human, mind. It's incomprehensible. {normal, a little upset}
	Garoth's Journal: Day 147: I fear there is nothing else to do but study the portal entrance for myself. {determined, with a worried subtone}
	Garoth's Journal: If there is a "cure" I'm sure it will have something to do with understanding the portal. {firm}
	Garoth's Journal: I leave this journal in the hopes that it will be found and help those understand this plight better than I. Though I admit, my information is not helpful. {normal, honest and sad subtone at the end}
	Garoth's Journal: The corruption acts independently and without intelligence. It does not think, it simply does. It's like an idea, a concept. An idea is something that can not be destroyed. {firm, clear and perhasps a little bit triumphally}

	{The book shows a small map of the Nether Portal and the surrounding area, along with a big red X at one of the caves in the south area closest to Elkurn.}
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	[1/3] Adventuring Mage: What business does a Ragni soldier have here? These are restricted grounds! {surprised, but firm and a little hostile}
	Finding Garoth's old camp? Yes, it's been said to be around here, but it's old, and the entrance has probably fallen apart. {normal, a bit more friendly}
	How about you look around here, it should be very near, and when you have found it, I'll help you open it! {suggestive, clear}
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	[1/8] Adventuring Mage: *Mumbling* ... Hey what are you doing here! This is off limits! {like he's desperatly trying to figure something out, then surprised, firm and a bit hostile}
	Right, finding Garoth's old camp... {normal, calmer}
	You say the blocked off entrance is over there? {a little excited}
	I doubt you'd be able to move it with any spell you know. {doubtful}
	Well, allow me to assist. {firm but good-hearted}
	The spells around here have to be a bit stronger to deal with the... Well, you know. {explainful, then hesitant}
	Wait for it... {hopeful}
	And there you go. I hope you find what you're looking for. Get out of here as soon as you're done. {triumphally}
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	[1/4] Garoth's Note: This... was a mistake. Beyond the portal holds no answers. {terrified, hopeless}
	I can feel my mind slipping through my very mindscape, I fear this may be my very last entry. {hopeless, in disbelief}
	As I studied the portal closely, I found myself staring for hours, longing to enter. Just as I forced myself to leave.. I was pushed. {in disbelief, scared, upset}
	Briefly.. I saw beyond. I do not have the words to describe... Cold yet searing. Land plagued by war and disease, and then I saw... it. {as much in disbelief as possible, struggling to find words, almost hysterically at the end}
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	[1/5] Pottur: Welcome back soldier. Still no luck here I'm afraid. Did you find out anything about Garoth's past? {normal with a friendly subtone}
	... I see. We had no idea he was corrupted. We didn't even consider that for a second! {pensive, then dumbfounded}
	Well if that's the case it might just be a simple case of... {light-hearted, excited}
	Success! {triumphally, happy}
	I can't believe it was that simple. Magic can be like forcing a square into a circle, you just got to change your tact. Thanks for your help soldier. {relieved, happy}