"Goodbye, then!" END

<Dupre> "That it is, Boris."

<Dupre> "Oh? Do I?"

<Dupre> Dupre looks embarrassed. He turns to you. "My friend, wilt thou help me out?"

"I thank thee, Avatar."

You hand the gold over to Boris.

"'Tis a pleasure to do business with thee, Sir Dupre! And welcome to my pub!"

"Hmmm, where did our gold go?"*

"I am afraid are pockets are too empty!"*

"Well, I wilt not be serving thee or speaking to thee until thy bill is paid!"

"Call me Boris."

"I run The Modest Damsel, here in New Magincia."

"It is a little inn and tavern. I am the owner, along with my wife, Magenta. Wouldst thou like something to eat or drink, or perhaps a room?"

"The Modest Damsel is now closed for business. But do please return during business hours."

"She became the mayor of New Magincia after the death of the old mayor, her father, several years ago. She has done such a good job that no one has opposed her for the position yet."

"I am certain thou wilt enjoy our food and drink."

"Why dost thou not stay the night? For but 3 gold thou canst let one of our rooms. Dost thou wish to stay the night?"

"In all of Britannia thou shalt not find a place that changes so little. Even the people always seem the same."

"There are merchants and laborers, as well as a few new folks."

"They would be Russell, the shipwright; Henry, the peddler; and Sam, the flower man."

"They would be Katrina, the shepherd, and Constance, the water carrier."

"Except for the three strangers, the only relatively new person on the island is Alagner, the sage."

"Alagner is not from New Magincia, of course, but has settled here after studying the world, for he well knows the value of our peace and solitude."

"A brilliant artist and craftsman, Russell cares little for wealth or notoriety. He is content simply building his fine ships and watching them sail."

"Katrina has come to the aid of the people of this town on more than one occasion. She gets an interesting smile on her face whenever thy name is mentioned."

<Katrina> "That is because the Avatar is one my dearest friends."

"Am I not one of thy dearest friends, Katrina?"

"Thou art a flirt, Boris! Dost Magenta know how thou dost want to be dearest friends with the other women living on the island?"

"Thou dost torture me, Katrina!" He laughs.

"Henry's parents were so poor it is a wonder he did not starve to death. I think Constance kept him going. He has loved her since they were children."

"Constance is an orphan who was raised mostly by Katrina. Her innocence is surpassed only by her beauty. She is loved by all." Boris stares off into space for a few seconds before coming to his senses.

Boris laughs. "Thou wouldst have to meet Sam for thyself. He is an incredible person who is perfecting the art of enjoying life."

"A shipwreck has brought three strangers to our island. Rumor has it one of them is a monied gentleman from Buccaneer's Den, and the other two are his hired swords. They were in here drinking one night. They are not the sort of crowd I would wish to serve at mine establishment."

"I do not wish to hear of that locket ever again! Do not speak to me of it!"

"I am quite certain I have never seen such a locket. I shall be happy to keep mine eyes open, though."

You tell Boris what you had heard from the pirate, Battles. He breaks out into a cold sweat. "Thou hast seen through my deception. I shall hand it over to thee." He opens a secret panel from behind the bar and looks inside. When he looks back to you his face has lost all color. "The locket is gone! I swear to thee, I know not where it is!"

"I still have not been able to find the locket!" Boris looks as if he is about to tear his hair out, "But I will keep looking until I find it!"

"Good journey!" END