Blundering Treasure Hunter: "Eh? Bloezoeng sent ye our way, ye say? Well, I’ll be thrice damned - it’s you! Aye, the ‘eroic bloke what lopped off the tonberry king’s 'ead. Do ye 'member us? We was the pair 'round the entrance to the Wanderer’s Palace. Saw you right 'fore that great bleedin’ tonberry stabbed us. 'Ere, wasn’t we stabbed, love?"
Steadfast Companion: "Indeed we were. 'Twas most unpleasant. Now, adventurer, you are here to do something we would prefer not to do ourselves: venture into the Wanderer’s Palace again!"
Blundering Treasure Hunter: "…Best we start at the beginning, eh? Like I was sayin’, we was 'ackin’ away at little tonberries when the big one snuck up behind us! Well, we tried to fight it off, but it got the best of us. Never been in worse shape! Just lyin’ there, bleedin’… Hells, I thought we weren’t long for the realm! But just as I was thinkin’ of me last words, lo and behold the tonberries we’d been 'avin’ it out with started treatin’ us! Nursed us right back to 'ealth, they did. That’s when we learned the truth 'bout the tonbies. See, they was only menacin’ folk 'cause of a curse…a curse that you lifted when ye slew the tonberry king. At 'eart, that lot’re calm and twice as kindly again! Why, it was a right pleasure, 'avin’ them take care of us for a fair spell. <sigh> It’s a pity those peaceful days didn’t last… A band of Mamool Ja what call themselves the “Silverscales” came stormin’ into the palace! They say they’re mercenaries, but they’re nothin’ but the scum of the bleedin’ realm!"
Steadfast Companion: "The howling, the blood - and so many dead! As if that weren’t enough, the surviving tonberries were locked away deep in the ruins! Why in the name of the Twelve do they deserve such a fate, I ask you! We… we had grown rather fond of the tonberries while living amongst them. They have good hearts, no matter how odd their appearance. None of that should matter anyway. This fellow is Hyuran and I am Miqo'te; are we lesser a couple for our difference? I should think not! <sigh> My heart goes out to the tonberries, truly. To be so…so betrayed, so ill treated, and locked away in some horrid dungeon - and by one’s own people, no less! My dearest and I know their pain all too well. We both had to leave our birthplace. Why, you ask? Simply because we were different. No, we will not sit idly by and let the tonberries be subjected to such terrible treatment!"
Blundering Treasure Hunter: "Well said, love! But much as we’d like to give the Silverscales the boot ourselves, we can’t stand up to a cartload of Mamool Ja. So please, say ye’ll do it in our place! The Wanderer’s Palace is the only 'ome the tonberries 'ave got! Now ye’ll 'ave to speak with Abazi Charazi and get a ride in 'is boat across the lake. Er…what’s it now, von boyage?"