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King Burtan is a male dwarven king. He should have a deep voice and sound confident and commanding.
Tharroli is a male dwarf. He should sound lonely and sad.

[1/9] King Burtan: Hello, traveller. I suppose you have taken note of the fearsome dragon above our fortress. {normally}
[2/9] King Burtan: Ozoth is her name. She lives atop a mountain named for her, called Ozoth's Spire. {explaining}
[3/9] King Burtan: She used to be entirely docile to us dwarves, but ever since she began nesting, she's become hostile. {explaining, sadly}
[4/9] King Burtan: Judging by your impressive equipment, you look like you've seen your fair share of large creatures. {interestedly}
[5/9] King Burtan: I am not asking you to slay Ozoth, that would be nearly impossible. I just need you to feed this enchanted flower to her. {lightly}
[6/9] King Burtan: It's a native Elven species usually diluted down to create sleep medicine. {explaining}
[7/9] King Burtan: The pure substance, however, is very potent and it should calm the beast, perhaps enough to make it hibernate until her egg hatches. {explaining}
[8/9] King Burtan: We sent in Tharroli to do the job, but I bet he lost his dang flower again. The only issue is, dragons do not like flowers. You will have to force feed it to her. {explaining, worriedly, disappointedly}
[9/9] King Burtan: To reach Ozoth's Spire, go through a cave to the north of the entrance, near the fortress entrance. Follow the flames of Ozoth's breath from there. {explaining}
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[1/7] Tharroli: Great, another person fell down here. No one seems to be able to survive the trip down... Except for us, I suppose. {annoyedly}
[2/7] Tharroli: I was supposed to bring some magic flower to calm down the dragon, but I must've lost mine at some point. {dismissively}
[3/7] Tharroli: Wait, you brought one? Oh, thank goodness! We still might be able to save my fellow dwarves. {shocked, impressedly}
[4/7] Tharroli: I'll take your flower and just toss it down into the pit. It should calm the dragon. It's a shame that we're pretty much just another sacrifice though... {sadly, hopelessly}
[5/7] Tharroli: There. The flower's gone. Now, I can tell you're thinking about escaping. However, it isn't as simple as that. {hopelessly}
[6/7] Tharroli: First of all, you'd have to make it across this pit, which is nearly impossible. And if you manage to do that, who knows what else is ahead? {depressed}
[7/7] Tharroli: Try to escape if you wish, but it's probably hopeless. I'll think of another way out, you go ahead without me. {regretfully}
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[1/5] King Burtan: Have you fed the flower to Ozoth? You have? Thank you, I cannot believe you were brave enough to approach a dragon. I only curse myself for not honouring my people. {shocked, grateful, impressed}
[2/5] King Burtan: Ozoth was responsible for countless deaths of my men. Not that I can blame her, you should see dwarf women when they rear their young! {humorously}
[3/5] King Burtan: I trust the task was no mean feat. You deserve a reward for this triumph. {explaining}
[4/5] King Burtan: You have also earned the trust of the dwarves. You will now be allowed into other dwarven cities. {proudly}
[5/5] King Burtan: Thank you, kind traveller. May we meet again. {normally}