Transcript:Perils of Ice Mountain

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Starting the quest

Talking to Lakki

• Lakki the delivery dwarf: Oh dear, oh dear.
  • Player: What’s the matter?
    • Lakki the delivery dwarf: I’m going to lose my job! One crate is missing. I have to get them all to Drorkar’s power station. He’ll kill me!
      • Player: Maybe you should get a less stressful job.
        • Lakki the delivery dwarf: I won’t have a job at all, at this rate.
      • Player: I could help you find the crate.
        • Lakki the delivery dwarf: Could you? Thank you! I’ve just come up the western road. It must be along the road somewhere. When you find it, please take it to Drorkar in the power station by the mine. I can’t wait any longer. I’ll deliver these crates and tell him you’re coming.
      • Player: Drorkar? Power station?
        • Lakki the delivery dwarf: Drorkar’s my boss. He needs these…crates…for his power station. It’s powering Nurmof’s pickaxe machine.
      • Player: What’s in the crates?
        • Lakki the delivery dwarf: Oh, just…parts. Replacement parts for Drorkar’s power station.
      • Player: I don’t have the time to talk to you.
  • Player: I don’t have the time to talk to you.

Finding the crate

Searching the bush

• You find a crate in the bush.

Looking in the crate

• You look through a crack in the crate. Inside you can see what looks like a large egg of some kind.

The power station

• Drorkar: Are you here with the last part of the delivery?
  • Player: Yes.
  • Player: No.
    • Drorkar: If you see the delivery guy, tell him he'd better get here or he's out of a job. Now, what do you want?
      • Player: What is this place?
        • Drorkar: This, human, is the future. This generator provides power for the mine's machinery, all day, every day! It will dramatically increase industrial productivity and enhance the dwarven economy.
          • Player: How does it work?
            • Drorkar: It uses a turbine driven by the hot air from people asking stupid questions.
              • Player: Really?
                • Drorkar: Of course not, you idiot! But I'm hardly going to give industrial secrets to anyone who turns up. Now, leave me alone.
              • Player: There's no need to be sarcastic.
                • Drorkar: Then don't ask stupid questions! This is cutting-edge dwarven technology and I'm not going to give away its secrets to anyone who turns up.
              • Player: Forget it. I don't care, anyway.
          • Player: What is it powering?
            • Drorkar: At the moment, Nurmof's pickaxe machine. He was having trouble meeting demand, so he automated the construction process. His machine needed a power source and that's where we came in. That's just the start! As there are more pickaxes, there will be more metal being mined. This metal will need to be turned into products. So, there will be more machines and more power stations like this one to power them, and so on, towards a prosperous future!
      • Player: Do you have a quest for me?
        • Drorkar: Oh, yes, a quest for a brave adventurer. I want you to fetch me the Helmet of the Dwarf Lords from the Mountains of Gold. Then I will reward you with a magic pickaxe. No, I don't have a quest! Do I look like some layabout who needs passing adventurers to do his work for him? Now, I've got work to do, so let me get to it.
      • Player: What is the delivery?
  • Player: What is the delivery?
    • Drorkar: New resources for the power station.
    • Player: What resources?
    • Drorkar: Oh, yes, like I'm going to give industrial details to anyone who walks in.
  • Player: Will the delivery guy lose his job?
    • Drorkar: I’m not sure yet. It depends what mood I’m in when I get back to Keldagrim and speak to his manager.
      • Player: It wasn’t his fault.
        • Drorkar: Of course it was his fault! He should have been more careful.
      • Player: That’s horrible.
        • Drorkar: It’s a privilege of being rich and powerful.
          • Player: Fair enough.
          • Player: What are you doing to those poor hatchling dragons?
            • Drorkar: Oh, honestly. Another bleeding-heart human ‘hero’ thinks [s]he can tell me what I can or can’t do. Listen, dragons’ stomachs are some of the most efficient heat production systems in the world. Normally, only adult dragons breathe fire, but if the young are force-fed coal then they can burn it more efficiently than any furnace.
              • Player: Fair enough.
              • Player: But it’s cruel!
                • Drorkar: I don't have to justify myself to you! These dragons are the property of the Keldagrim Mining Consortium and we can do what we like with them. Concern over animal welfare cannot be allowed to hold back the glorious march of industrial progress!
          • Player: Goodbye.
      • Player: Fair enough.