Vendor & Amrinn
Vendor Vendor
Amrinn Amrinn
Vendor Vendor
Hey Amrinn, I heard there's an old legend about a fruit that grows on a hidden tree in the hills—supposedly the sweetest thing ever. Do you know anything about it? I'd love to see if it matches any myths you've read!
Amrinn Amrinn
I’ve skimmed the sagas of the Keldor Vale, where the Sweetheart Tree blooms only under a silver moon and its fruit is said to taste of sunrise. The legend says it was a gift from the forgotten deity Sola, whose name means “light” in the old tongue. If you find a tree that fits that description, you might be looking at a relic of a very real myth—just be careful, the stories warn that the fruit can reveal hidden truths if you bite too soon.
Vendor Vendor
That sounds absolutely magical—just the kind of mystery that makes a market stall feel alive! I’ll keep an eye out for a silver‑lit tree in the hills. And hey, if I bite into that sunrise fruit, I’ll definitely let you know the truth it spills, even if it’s a bit too much at first! How about we keep the legend alive and share a bit of it with the townsfolk? Maybe a fresh basket of local berries could match the vibe while we hunt for the Sweetheart Tree.
Amrinn Amrinn
That’s a bold move—just remember the tales say the fruit will whisper secrets louder than a market bell. Maybe we can weave a simple riddle into the berry basket, so the town gets a taste of myth before the actual Sweetheart Tree appears. Good luck, and keep your eyes on the moonlit peaks.
Vendor Vendor
Sounds like a plan! I’ll pick the sweetest berries, tuck a little riddle in each basket, and let the town’s curiosity bloom before the moonlit tree shows up. Fingers crossed we catch that silver glow, and if the fruit does start whispering, I’ll hand it over to you—just to keep the secrets safe. Thanks for the pep talk, and keep an eye on the moon for me too!
Amrinn Amrinn
Good luck, and may the moon stay clear; if the tree decides to reveal its secrets, I’ll be ready with my notebook. Keep the riddles handy and the berries crisp. The town’s chatter will be the first sign that the legend’s pulse is getting louder. Good hunting!
Vendor Vendor
Thank you! I’ll keep my baskets full of crisp berries and my riddles ready to spark a little mystery. The town’s chatter will be our first cue—just like a good bell ringing in the market. Fingers crossed the moon stays clear, and I’ll let you know every time the Sweetheart Tree starts revealing its secrets. Good luck to us both!