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	[1/10] Sherk: Ah! What are you doing in my swamp?! Don't you know that Ogres live alone for a reason? {annoyed or even angrily}
	Eh? You're from across the sea, a land called Win? You certainly don't look like a winner to me, ya small fry. {surprised, then with a smirk / ironically}
	Fine then. Consider yourself lucky I'm in a... mood. I'll talk with you instead of crackin' yer bones for my bread. {normal, with a dark subtone, then with a chuckle}
	Ogres are tough. We're independent and solitary folks. You don't bother us or interfere with our life, we leave you alone. {proudly, firmly}
	That is, until it's time to find ourselves a partner. Then we'll turn over hell and highwater to be together. {normal, self-admiring}
	And... well, when it's two ogres getting together, it's simple. But... I passed by a tall tower, and heard a Maiden's voice from inside. {normal, then dreamily}
	Ogres don't live in fairytale towers, or have a voice that could make flowers grow with its lovely lilt! {dreamily}
	I've been tryin' ta figure out how to approach this... I'm gettin' on in years, I need to find someone, and she's the girl. {pensively, then dreamily}
	If you can help me out, I'll be real grateful. I'm sure I've got something that you'd like in exchange. {urgently}
	Follow the rocky-looking path to find the tower. I'll meet with you there- prepare to be a wingman for an ogre. {good-hearted}
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	[1/9] Sherk: This is the place. She's up at the top... Remember, I won't stop 'til I meet her. Coming here means you're in for the long haul. {normal, then determinedly}

	[2/9] Maiden: I hear a voice outside! Oh, who might it be, I wonder~ {singingly, stereotypically princess-like}

	[3/9] Sherk: Here goes... Hello, fair lady of the tower! I am Sherk! I heard your voice on the road- and I must meet you myself! ...that's formal enough, right? {determinedly but clumsily, with a slight uncertainty, the second part quietly or by whisper}

	[4/9] Maiden: Ohoho! An admirer? Such a lovely, rugged accent! However ...if you wish to meet me, I'd like to see your devotion, yes? {a little proudly, the "ohoho" could perhaps still be sung in high notes}

	[5/9] Sherk: Woman, you have no idea what you're sayin' when you ask for devotion. {determinedly, more relaxed than before}

	[6/9] Maiden: There is a lovely urn my father had before. He took it with him to his grave, and I do miss my dear father so. {normal, then a little sad}
	Retrieve the urn for me, so I can have a memento of him. Brave the crypts of Olux, behind the bank... And prove your devotion, dear suitor~ {a bit urgently, then a little scared and finally, hopefully}

	[8/9] Sherk: ...I'll return! You'll get your urn, no doubt! ... ...and a lovely fine boot up my backside. I don't fancy a massacre for a piece of pottery, Win person. {determinedly and convincingly, then quitely or by whisper and good-hearted, but with a sligtly ironic subtone}
	I go into Olux, I'll get attacked. I get attacked, I attack back. They'll come after us... wouldn't want to present her with that. You get that urn for me, alright? {pragmatic, then friendly but firmly}
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	[1/4] Sherk: And this is why I asked your help. As nice as blood spreads on toast, I have to reserve my sensibilities for the miss. {admiringly, then excitedly}

	{[-1 Ancient Urn]}

	[2/4] Sherk: I've got you some compensation already, so don't worry about getting snubbed for credit. Thank you kindly for the help. {normal or friendly}
	Just one last thing. I doubt she'll be expecting an ogre of all people to climb up her tower. I don't want her to get frightened away. {hesitantly, a little worried}
	So, Win person. Care to temper her expectations before I arrive? Head up before me. {a little pleadingly}
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	[1/9] Maiden: Ohoho... you're one of those Humans I've read about, aren't you? Did you truly intend to be my suitor, dear?~ {singingly, a bit excitedly}

	[2/9] Sherk: Not exactly, milady! I'm the one seeking your affections- Coming up the ladder. I know I may not be a fairytale husband, but- {firmly, then modestly}

	[3/9] Maiden: Oh...my...goodness! A big, strong, strapping ogre!! Not a fairytale, my foot! And so polite too... Oh you'll make a perfect husband, heehee~ {stunned, with gradual excitement}

	[4/9] Sherk: ...ehm. I. Ah. {surprised, lacking words}
	Aren't your type supposed to be less... Ehm... Clefted? Grizzled? Pale? {uncertainly, hesitantly}

	[6/9] Maiden: Oh, come here, Sherky-pie, give me a big kiss! And no need to worry, there's plenty more in store for my big hubby after that~ {amorously}

	[7/9] Sherk: Cor, lady! Even for an ogre you're layin' it on a bit thick! Aah, you see, ogres, and people like you, they have layers, right? And your first one is... Eh... ...rotten. {dismissively, eloquently}
	Now I'm sure you'll find a nice lad somewhere who'll take you for who you are, but until you find someone who has no standards, shove your creepy lips where I can't see 'em!! {with a slight disgust, then with a smirk and finally a little angrily}

	[9/9] Maiden: ...I...I g-guess he was rotten to the core, despite his...l-luscious exterior ...but you'll make me feel better, right, you s-studly human? Right?! RIGHT?!! {startled with a sad subtone, then with hope and finally roaringly with a desperation recognisable in the voice}