Player: hi
Weakened Forest Fury: I greet you, human. This is a time of {distress}, more than ever are we in need of guardians to protect us and our world.
Player: distress
Weakened Forest Fury: My pride is great but not greater than reason. I am not too proud to ask for help as this is a dark hour. ...
Weakened Forest Fury: This glade has been desecrated. We kept it secret for centuries, yet evil has found a way to sully and destroy what was our most sacred. ...
Weakened Forest Fury: There is only one way to reinvigorate its spirits, a guardian must venture down there and bring life back into the forest. ...
Weakened Forest Fury: Stolen {seeds} need to be wrested from the {intruders} and planted where the soil still hungers. ...
Weakened Forest Fury: The purest {water} from the purest well needs to be brought there and poured and {birds} that give life need to be brought back to the inner sanctum of the glade. ...
Weakened Forest Fury: Will you be our guardian?
Player: seeds
Weakened Forest Fury: Seeds to give life to strong trees, blooming and proud. The {intruders} robbed us from them.
Player: intruders
Weakened Forest Fury: The intruders appeared in the blink of an eye. Out of thin air, as if they came from nowhere. They overrun the glade within ours and drove away what was remaining from us within the day.
Player: water
Weakened Forest Fury: The purest water flows through this well. For centuries we concealed it, for other beings to not lay their eyes on it.
Player: name
Weakened Forest Fury: My name is now known only to the wind and it shall remain like this until I will return to my kin.
Player: job
Weakened Forest Fury: I was a guardian of this glade. I am the last one... everyone had to leave.
Player: time
Weakened Forest Fury: This glade's time is growing short if nothing will be done soon.
Player: world
Weakened Forest Fury: I will not force you to help our cause, you walk free.
Player: guardían
Weakened Forest Fury: The glade needs protection. While nature usually fights for itself, the unsurmountable odds ravaging in the glade right now have practically overrun our sanctuary within a day.
Player: bye
Weakened Forest Fury: Farewell, human.
