Narrator - You hear a faint, grumbling sound from somewhere ahead of you. As you approach, the sound turns into a gravelly humming. It seems to be emitted by a troll you see nearby; he is placing some wood in front of a young dwarven woman sitting on the ground. A wheel of cheese is lying beside her; it's almost as big as the troll's head.
[[1. (continue)->Food description]]Sylla - Great! That should do it! Oh, I can already taste the cheese, and the bread, and that grape juice...the one from the village! We still 'ave that, don't we, Thonk?
[[1. (continue)->Nope]]Narrator - The troll shakes his head, but does not interrupt his humming.
[[1. (continue)->Who are you]]Sylla - Oh. Alright, no matter! Imagine, Thonk! We still have some bread and now this masterpiece of a cheese and...who are you?
[[1. (continue)->They saw you]]Narrator - The dwarf has noticed you. She's looking at you, eyes wide open. The troll is also looking at you, but in a different way; his humming has stopped.
[[1. Say you couldn't help but overhear the talk of food.->Hungry]]
[[2. Say you are looking for a specific piece of cheese.->Mah cheese]]
[[3. Say you're just passing through. Take your leave.->End]]Sylla - Of course! You're a traveller like us, and a hungry one at that! Come, come, I'm sure we'll find something. Oh, Thonk, don't look at me like that. We can share what we 'ave, right?
[[1. Accept and sit down beside the dwarf.->Sylla's Story]]
[[2. Say you want to talk about that cheese.->Mah cheese]]
[[3. You have places to be. Take your leave.->End]]Sylla - Cheese? This cheese? Oh, you can 'ave some! Right, Thonk?
[[1. (continue)->Light a fire]]End of conversation.Sylla - You know, I was looking for food the other day, and what I found was this 'uge pile of cheese, and no one was eating any, and so I took one for us, just this one, it smells glorious, I can tell you where that was if you want, and if it's still there, you can get your own!
(link: "1. Ask where you can find that stash.")[(set: $map to "marked")(goto: "Mark on Map (Sooner)")]
(link: "2. Maybe later. You look at the cheese in front of you.")[(set: $map to "unmarked")(goto: "Knife")]Narrator - The troll is now trying to light a fire. He does not answer, but has started humming again.
[[1. Ask where the cheese is coming from.->Sylla's Story]]
[[2. Say you'd like to try a piece.->Munch]]Sylla - Oh, yes, of course!
[[1. (continue)->Sylla's Story]]Narrator - She reaches for a knife.
[[1. Draw your own weapon.->Fight?]]
[[2. Stop her. The cheese belongs to someone else.->Sorry]]
[[3. Let her cut the cheese.->Yummy]]Narrator - The troll turns away from the fire, towards you. His humming has turned into growling. The dwarf is looking at you with astonishment, the knife hovering over the cheese.
1. Tell her to give you the cheese, or...
[[Persuation success->Intimidated]]
[[Persuation failure->You tried]]
[[2. Apologise and stow your weapon. You acted prematurely.->Whoops]] Sylla - It...it does? Oh...oh no...
[[1. (continue)->Soft touch]]Narrator - She cuts two pieces out of the wheel and hands you one of them. Then, she takes the remaining chunk of cheese and raises it up to the troll's nose.
[[1. (continue)->Dig in!]]Sylla - Oh. Sure! Yeah, uh, 'ere's the cheese, uhm, enjoy! Thonk and I, uhm, we'll be leaving now, okay? We, uh, decided to move somewhere else. Somewhere far away. Right, Thonk?
[[1. (continue)->RIP]]Sylla - Oh? Well, no. Not like this. Thonk, get ready.
[[1. (end)->End]]Sylla - Woah, woah! It's alright, Thonk, sit down. And you, you be careful with that thing, might 'urt someone!
[[1. Apologise again and hope you'll still get some cheese.->Yummy]]
[[2. Tell her you're sorry, but that cheese needs to be returned.->Sorry]]Narrator - The troll walks to her side and softly strokes her shoulder.
[[1. (continue)->Bloody hunting]]Sylla - You see, traveller, we need food, and 'unting, it's so...it's just so...bloody.
[[1. (continue)->Ugh]]Narrator - Her body shakes. She makes a disgusted noise and spits on the ground.
[[1. (continue)->Give it back?]]Sylla - Traveller, you know who that cheese belongs to, right? Do we 'ave to give it back?
[[1. Say it belongs to the people in the area. They should return it to an inn.->Inn]]
[[2. Tell them the Ruler of Rodents is the rightful owner of this cheese.->RoR]]
[[3. Offer to take the cheese back to its owner yourself.->Meh?]]
[[4. Tell them to keep the cheese. They deserve it.->Finders Keepers]]Sylla - Dig in!
[[1. (continue)->Gobble]]Narrator - She bites into her piece with great relish. The troll sits down beside her and gobbles down the rest of the cheese in just a few bites. The delicious smell rising from your own piece fills your nose.
[[1. You can't resist and take a bite.->Troll Puns]]
[[2. You keep the cheese for later.->Troll Puns]]Sylla - Ah! That was great! Thank you so much for your company, traveller!
[[1. Agree. You enjoyed the company too.->New Friends]]
[[2. Thank them for the cheese. Take your leave.->End]]Narrator - She hands you the cheese. The troll stares at you; if looks could kill, you'd feel like an undead in a bathtub of healing potion.
[[1. Take your leave.->End]]Sylla - Yes! Yes. Of course we 'ave to do that. It's not right to keep it. Is it, Thonk?
[[1. (continue)->Think, Sylla, think]]Thonk - If Sylla want to bring it back,
she take the cheese under her wing.
Go there, where it's foul and black
and take the cheese back to the king.
[[1. (continue)->Anger a King]]Sylla - Oh, but we couldn't. Could we?
[[1. (continue)->Apologies]]Thonk - If Sylla want to give back cheese,
Thonk will let her go to these.
But think, oh Syl, to eat the wheel
think about how good you'll feel.
[[1. (continue)->Ponder]]Narrator - Sylla ponders this for a moment.
[[1. (continue)->Say...]]Sylla - What say you, traveller?
[[1. Tell her to keep the cheese. The people around here have plenty of food.->Finders Keepers]]
[[2. Insist the cheese should be returned.->Stomach Starts Here]]
[[3. Offer to talk to the people. Maybe they can find work for food.->Peace for Piece]]Sylla - Yes, of course you're right.
[[1. (continue)->Growling Stomach]]Sylla - Oh, you would? Thank you! You're nice. Right, Thonk?
[[1. (continue)->Thonk Likes]]Sylla - You're right, Thonk. Don't want to anger a king, do we now?
[[1. Offer to talk to the king. Maybe he will share the cheese.->Peace for Piece]]
[[2. Congratulate on the decision.->Thank you]]
[[3. Offer to take back the cheese for them.->Meh?]]Thonk - Thonk, he likes this. An offer of peace.
No fighting done over pieces of cheese.
[[1. Take your leave.->End]]Narrator - Her stomach growls.
[[1. (continue)->Bread]]Sylla - The bread will 'ave to do.
[[1. Congratulate on her decision.->Thank you]]
[[2. Take your leave.->End]]Sylla - Oh, yes! Thank you, traveller! We don't want anyone to suffer, right, Thonk?
[[1. (continue)->Audible Growl]]Narrator - There's now an audible growl coming from her stomach.
[[1. (continue)->Enough Bread]]Sylla - The bread... It 'as to be enough.
[[1. Take your leave.->End]]Sylla - Oh, you would? Thank you! You're nice. Right, Thonk?
[[1. (continue)->MehThonk]]Thonk - Syl must eat, but Syl says no.
Cheese not ours, so it must go.
[[1. Take your leave.->End]]Thonk - Stranger says to keep is wise,
Stranger helps apologise?
[[1. Nod. You'll find a way.->Peace for Piece]]
[[2. Shrug. Say you will try.->Peace for Piece]]//This dialogue was written as an application piece to Larian Studios and is thereby set in the world of Rivellon. For more information, please play Divinity: Original Sin 2 (or any other Divinity game by Larian).
The player has encountered a rat who told them about cheese going missing from their stash. The player is also aware that the cheese originally belonged to the inns in the area, before being stolen by the rats.//
[[Start->Start of dialogue]] Sylla - It's always so good to meet new friends. I'll 'ave to shoo you off now though, Thonk needs 'is sleep after meals, and you wouldn't want a grumpy troll now, would you?
[[1. Smile. You wouldn't dream of disturbing a troll's beauty sleep.->Bye]]
[[2. Stand up. You wanted to leave anyway, but having a troll as a friend might be useful later...->Bye]]
[[3. You're not wanted here. You leave without a word.->End]]
(if: $map is "unmarked")[[[4. Agree, but you'd still like to know where that cheese stash is.->Mark on Map (Later)]]]Sylla - Bye! See you soon, okay?
[[1. Wave goodbye. Take your leave.->End]]Narrator - The troll then proceeds to tell a story about how he left the troll toll business in favour of writing troll scrolls and cooking troll rolls. The story makes your head spin. You never knew so many words rhymed with "troll".
[[1. (continue)->Good!]]Sylla - Oh! Right! You 'ave a map? Look, it's right 'ere. *A marker is added to the map.*
[[1. Thank her again and say your goodbyes.->Bye]]Sylla - Oh! Right! You 'ave a map? Look, it's right 'ere. *A marker is added to the map.* Now, about this cheese right 'ere...
[[1. (continue)->Knife]]