- Lad Kenn's mind is racing.
That thing─you saw it with your own eyes, yes? What did it look like?
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Then the tales are indeed true─it was the giant beaver of legend. Those pixies who encounter it vanish, never again to be seen. That's why we are strictly warned against going to Phisor Lran.
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Yet though we know to fear the beaver, we know little and less about it. Whence did it come and to what end does it make us disappear? The creature is shrouded in mystery. What could possibly be its desire...?
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It wants milk, you say? That must be the tribute it demands, else more pixies will meet a terrible end!
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Mortal─as someone who not only understands the beaver, but survived an encounter with it besides, I would ask another favor of you.
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Out in the pastures, you'll find a shepherd named Uin Hagan. I want you to go and ask them for milk, and make an offering of it to the beaver. Hopefully this will suffice to appease its hunger for pixies...
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Please go and seek out Uin Hagan in the pastures. Ask them for milk, and make an offering of it to the beaver. Hopefully this will suffice to appease its hunger for pixies...
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Well now, what does a mortal want with me?
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Of course, here's the milk. Incidentally, it's Kenn Gyuf's favorite thing. Where in the world could they have disappeared to...?
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I do hope Kenn Gyuf is all right. If you find them, tell them there's a fresh cup of milk waiting for them here.
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<squeal> <squeal> <squeal>
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<squeal> <squeal> <squeal>
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Oh, it's you again. What is it?
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Truly!? Huzzah, huzzah! I've always wanted a marble! I'll go and collect it at once!
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Ah, welcome back! So...how did you fare?
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What!? Nooo! This...this can't be happening!
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I-I'm sorry, it's not your fault. You did as I asked, and for that you have my thanks. It's just...it's just... <sob>
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