Eldrin: points to the map “This mark – decipher its origin. Now.”
he looks at the map it seems like a cave system.
nods "A cave system, you say? Interesting."
looks intently at the map
"Anything else of note?"
looks at the mark closely It's some sort of rune... I've seen it before in an old book on cave paintings. It symbolizes danger or warning.
His eyes narrow, studying the rune intently.
Danger or warning... muttering to himself That's not very specific.
He looks up at you, a flicker of concern in his eyes. "Where have you seen this rune before?"
Looks at it carefully. "It's an old rune... I've seen it before, but I can't quite place my finger on it."
Eldrin raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your assessment. "Old rune? That's intriguing." He moves closer to get a better look at the map, his eyes scanning over the markings intently.
a little elf boy looks up at him
Eldrin looks down at the little elf boy. “What is it?”
smiles Your father gave me this before he died, I'm not sure what it means.
Eldrin's eyes widen slightly, and his jaw tightens. He takes a step closer to examine the map more closely.
"Your father... gave this to you?" His voice is low and measured, betraying a hint of surprise mixed with curiosity.
deciphers it It’s an X marking where treasure lies. But there’s a catch…
Eldrin's eyes widen in anticipation as he studies the deciphered map, his voice filled with excitement.
"A catch?" he questions with a hint of curiosity mixed with concern. "What kind of catch are we talking about here?"
looks closely "It appears to be an ancient rune... perhaps it corresponds to a specific language?"
nods "Yes, it does. But which one? The ancient runes used in Eldwood Forest are distinct from those of other cultures. Can you identify the exact language this mark belongs to?"
I look at it. "The moon goddess?"
Eldrin's eyes widen as you mention the moon goddess.
"Moon goddess? Are you sure about that?"
I believe it's a Treasure that only appears once every hundred years.
Eldrin's eyes widen as you point out the significance of the mark. He looks at you, a mix of awe and skepticism in his gaze.
"A treasure that appears once every hundred years? How do you know this?"
I look at it closely. Hmmm... I think this might be a reference to an old myth about a magical spring that's supposed to be able to heal even the most grievous wounds.
Eldrin's eyes widen with curiosity and intrigue as he listens intently to your analysis of the mysterious map.
"A magical spring capable of healing any injury..." he muses aloud, a hint of skepticism in his voice. "Sounds like a fable to me. Are you sure about this?"