Warder Kagnar
Go in peace, lowlander.
Farewell.
You may enter, but consider this a temporary invitation.{^n}{^n}Without the High Chieftain's blessing, your time here will be brief.
I will speak to her.
Lowlander. You stand at the gates of Kurnhold.{^n}{^n}You are not welcome.{^n}{^n}Turn back now.
I bear Ulfgarn's sigil.
Ulfgarn gave you his mark?{^n}{^n}How do I know you did not murder him for the honor, eh?
You will just have to trust me.
Trust is not easily earned here.{^n}{^n}But you bear the mark, so you may enter, lowlander.{^n}{^n}I will warn you though: should anyone within these walls come to harm by your hand, the rocs will be picking your bones off the mountain side by dawn's light.
I am not here to hurt anyone.
I will not draw my weapon first.
I'll do what I have to.
I'm here to speak to the High Chieftain.
Ah, you do not mince words.{^n}{^n}You bear the mark, so you may enter, lowlander.{^n}{^n}But know this: should anyone within these walls come to harm by your hand, the rocs will be picking your bones off the mountain side by dawn's light.
I am not here to hurt anyone.
I will not draw my weapon first.
I'll do what I have to.
But I want to enter!
Your jests will cost you your tongue, Erulian.{^n}{^n}Consider this your first and last warning.

Fine, I'll go.
I don't want any trouble.
Lowlander. You stand at the gates of Kurnhold.{^n}{^n}You are not welcome.{^n}{^n}Turn back now.
But I want to enter!
Your jests will cost you your tongue, Erulian.{^n}{^n}Consider this your first and last warning.
Fine, I'll go.
Very well.
I don't want any trouble.
