Aelin
I will bind Nokken's wounds and we will make our way to safety together.{^n}{^n}Thank you again, lowlander.
Do you require an escort?
Thank you, lowlander, but I can take it from here.{^n}{^n}As long as Nokken can move on his own, I can keep him safe.
Good luck.
Hope Nokken makes it.
A lowlander? This far from home?{^n}{^n}If you are here to kill us, I won't make it easy.
I'm not here to fight.
I'm already leaving.
You've returned!{^n}{^n}Do you have the feathers?
I have them here.
These are just what Nokken needs. Thank you, lowlander.{^n}{^n}Truth be told, I thought asking you was a futile effort, but you came through for us.{^n}{^n}I do not have much on me in the way of thanks, but perhaps this herb will come of use to you. A frozen aster is a rare sight among these peaks, but it is highly potent.{^n}{^n}May Amatok look kindly upon your generosity, lowlander. Travel safe.
Hope Nokken makes it.
You've returned!{^n}{^n}Do you have the feathers?
Where are the roc nests again?
They are mostly found along the western cliffs of the Frostveil Highlands. Remember, only the molted feathers will work as a remedy.
I'll keep searching.
I'm still looking.
A lowlander? This far from home?{^n}{^n}If you are here to kill us, I won't make it easy.
Your partner looks in rough shape.
Nokken? All it took was a momentary lapse in awareness. A bristlehorn, mad with pain or bloodlust, charged out of the brush and gored him. I admit, it's not looking good.{^n}{^n}Nokken will require medical aid, but he cannot be moved without performing triage, and I can't leave him or scavengers will finish what the bristlehorn started.{^n}{^n}No doubt the other hunters will find us, but Nokken may not have that long. I...will not mince words. Fates do not care about our pride. Will you help us?
What could I do for him?
There is an old remedy among our people that involves wrapping the wound in molted roc feathers. The cold emanating from the plummage is enough to stifle fever and stem blood loss.{^n}{^n}There are many roc nests on the western cliffs of the Frostveil Highlands, some even within hand's reach. No doubt the birds have molted there. And before you ask, it can't be fresh feathers from the live ones. Not unless we want to freeze Nokken's leg clean off! Nokken is tough as the mountains, but even he can't hold out forever. If you are able to aid us, then please hurry.
I will get the feathers.
Sorry, I cannot aid you.
Will these feathers do?

My mission is too important. Sorry.
I am headed to Kurnhold. Do you know the way?
To Kurnhold, you say?{^n}{^n}I would take this for lowlander humor, but you do bear Ulfgarn's mark. A rare honor.{^n}{^n}Head northwest, up the peak. When you face a cliff with no way forward in sight, the path forward will open to you. But do not expect a warm welcome.

I'm also looking for a missing scouting party.
Thank you. I'll be going then.
I'm looking for a missing scouting party.
I heard stories of your legion grunts poking their heads in the snow, but I have not seen them myself.{^n}{^n}To my knowledge, no legionnaire has made it this far north in some time. If you are looking for your missing scouts, then surely you have gone too far.


Thank you. I will search elsewhere.
I'm not here to fight.
I'm already leaving.
