'Well now, we have arrived at Skald's Drop. Properly speaking of course, the name refers to the cliff and, well, the drop. We had better get right up to it, enjoy the view, and see whether or not the Stair has been broken.'0/1
3 Enter areaFind the Stair0/1
4 Speak toSpall (Show dialog)
'It may not look it to you, but the Stair is as intact now as it was when last I came this way. Which... hm... I believe was the early days of my youth!
'There is a fair stream of travellers coming from the Stair. What can we say of them? I do believe I espied the smoke of a camp-fire as we approached, earlier. Let us make our way back and find what there is to be found.'0/1
5 Enter areaInvestigate the small camp0/1
6 Speak toOkuz (Show dialog)
'What do you want?'
The dwarf eyes you suspiciously.
'I don't have to tell you anything. And besides, I have not time. As you can see, our possessions have become scattered - here, there, all about.'
The dwarf stands, waiting for you to move on. When you do not, he shakes his head.
'First, kízinek, help us, then talk. There - the small bags, the big parcels, the water-skins.'0/1
7.1) Use spawned itemCollect small sacks (x/8)0/8
7.2) Use spawned itemCollect larger parcels (x/4)0/4
7.3) Use spawned itemCollect water-skins (x/4)0/4
8 Hand inWater-skin to Okuz0/1
npcUsedFind the axe0/1
10 Hand inOld Axe to Okuz0/1
11 Speak toSpall (Show dialog)
'And what of that ox your axe was tied to? What of that, I should like to know? Did that belong to you? And how, now that I think of it, did your belongings become scattered in the first place?'0/1
12 Speak toOkuz (Show dialog)
'Túmo. What is this word - ox? No? We do not know it. We have never seen such a beast. We are poor and weary travellers. Many, many, many leagues we have gone on foot, and without our few possessions we would be done for.
'Túmo and I, we thank you for helping recover them.'0/1
13 Speak toSpall (Show dialog)
'Well, if you ask me, there is little doubt that these dwarves attempted to saddle that ox with all they owned and ease the load upon their own two backs. No doubt it belonged to some Man or dwarf of the Ironfold, though after all the war this place has seen, who can say if its master yet lives.
'My ire was up when I began my thoughts, Player, but on further reflection, the pathetic state of these dwarves, and the innocence of the crime, softens my heart.
'They called themselves Zhélruka, and indeed this is a name known in lore, belonging to another proud line of dwarves. A line that has dealings with Durin's Folk in past times. I wonder what these two fled, and if others of their kin also come this way.'0/1