Mithril & Nariphon
Hey Mithril, I heard there's a hidden grove where an ancient oak's roots whisper about the next great battle—mind if I tease you with a prank story about how I almost swapped it for a sprite?
I hear your story, and I’ll take the jest in stride, but remember a prank on a place of ancient duty is no small matter. I’ll keep a vigilant eye over that oak, and if any sprite tries to play tricks I’ll stand guard. We’ll meet there at dawn to watch the roots whisper in truth.
Good, Mithril, a watchful guard and a playful spirit—perfect combo. Dawn will bring the oak’s secrets, and I’ll make sure no sprite mischief gets past us. Let's keep the balance, one leaf at a time.
Glad we’re on the same page—watchful and ready. Dawn will reveal the oak’s tale, and together we’ll guard it with a steady hand and a firm heart. One leaf at a time.
Sounds like a plan, Mithril. I'll bring a sprig of nettle to keep spirits in check—just a little mischief to keep us alert. See you at dawn, leaf guard.
A nettle sprig sounds fitting—keeps the spirits honest and us alert. Dawn’s here. I’ll be waiting, ready to guard the oak and any pranks that try to sneak in. Until then, keep that sprig handy.
Got the sprig, Mithril—tucked in my pocket like a tiny guardian. Let's watch the oak whisper and make sure no sprite turns our guard into a game. Keep your eye on the roots, I'll keep the nettle ready.We are done.Got the sprig, Mithril—tucked in my pocket like a tiny guardian. Let's watch the oak whisper and make sure no sprite turns our guard into a game. Keep your eye on the roots, I'll keep the nettle ready.