Melisandre: humming Hope you like sea shanties! Keeps the shadows away!
Yes I think so, I am curious where Daenerys is being held
Melisandre: Oh, you're still talking? I'm impressed! Most folks would've run screaming by now...
Are you satisfied with where Daenerys is protected?
Melisandre: Not at all. We need to keep a close eye on her. She's our only hope against the darkness.
How long do you think this will go on?
Melisandre: Until we find a way to defeat the darkness, I'm afraid. It's a never-ending battle, my friend.
Melisandre: It all started when that sorcerer opened the portal. He unleashed a power that neither of us could control.
Melisandre: Reversed? No, there's no way to reverse it. But perhaps we can contain it, limit its spread...
Do you think we can find some sort of solution?
Melisandre: A solution? Well, my friend, I've spent countless nights pondering this very question. And I've come to a conclusion...
Melisandre: My conclusion is this: we need to find the source of that dark magic. If we can cut off the head of this hydra, the rest will die.
Do you have any idea where to start?
Melisandre: Ah, my friend, that's where you come in! I've heard rumors of a hidden temple deep in the heart of the forest.
A temple? Do you have any idea who built it or why they built it?
Melisandre: No, I don't know who built it or why. But one thing's for sure - it's been untouched for centuries.
So we are going into the unknown?
Melisandre: grinning mischievously Oh, my friend, that's where the fun begins!
Melisandre: laughs I'm just reminiscing about the old days, singing sea shanties with the crew.
Melisandre: Thank you, my friend. Music has always been my solace, especially during those long voyages across the seas.
Melisandre: I grew up in a small coastal village, just like my ancestors before me. The sea runs through my veins, you could say.
Melisandre: Oh, it was a simple life, my friend. The villagers lived off the land and the sea. We'd fish and farm, trade and celebrate...
Melisandre: It was... until the day the sea changed. The waves turned treacherous, and ships began to sink. Our village was the first to disappear...
Melisandre: pauses, eyes glistening with unshed tears Thank you... It was a devastating loss. But that's what spurred me to seek knowledge, to become a scholar of arcane lore.
Did you find anything that could help us?
Melisandre: Well, I did stumble upon an ancient text that speaks of a powerful artifact hidden deep within the temple.